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Daddy’s Cuntboy Part 5 There we were...two slammed up boys worshipping their Daddy’s tits...humping Daddy as our legs entwined around his. “Fuck yeah boys...my fucking chemmed up pigs.” Daddy sighed. Holding both of us up tight to his strong pecs, we continued writhing as puppy’s hand moved down my back. Raising my ass, I gave him access to my cunt...puppy began exploring my cunt lips. “GRRRRRR!” puppy growled. “Fuuck! Yeah!” I responded. “Fuck me puppy. Feed my hungry cunt!” I begged. “Go ahead puppy, take it. You earned it.” Daddy laughed. “That cunt is fucking tight and deep. Go on! It’s yours now.” My eyes went to puppy and saw the look of authority wash over him. He was my alpha and I was about to find out just what he was capable of. Daddy disengaged and got off the bed. Both of us, acknowledging that Daddy was our superior, watched from the bed as he went and grabbed a black leather upholstered chair from against the wall and placed it at the side of the bed making sure he could see everything. “OK boys...continue. Give your Daddy a fucking show.” Daddy sat back and spread his legs wide...giving us full view of his hard cock. Puppy growled...rolling on top of me, he took my neck into the crook of his left arm...holding me there. “Fucking cuntboy...you’re gonna service your alpha...fucking give up that cunt to me?” “Fuck yeah puppy! Fucking take my cunt...it’s yours!” I yelled as my ass rose feeling his packed red jock pouch pushing into my ass cheeks. “AWW! FUUCK!!!” I moaned. Still holding me like this, puppy grabbed a chain hanging from one of the front bed posts with his other hand and attached it to my collar as I felt his breath on my face. “My cuntboy...” he exhaled, kissing my neck tenderly. Releasing my neck, puppy grabbed the chain from the other post and connected it to my collar and rolled off me. Puppy proceeded to shackle my ankles to the lower bedposts...leaving me on my hand and knees...cunt exposed. Moving to the side at the head of the bed, puppy stood arms crossed. “Fuck yeah...slammed up cuntboy,” he stated as he admired his cuntboy. Puppy climbed on the bed moving between the chains connecting my collar to the bed posts and sank to his knees and presented his bursting jock pouch. My mouth began to water... Puppy smiled, slowly pulling down his jock exposing the thick root of his cock. “Yeah cuntboy? You want puppy’s cock?” he teased. “AWWW FUCK … YEAH PLEASE PUPPY! I WANT YOUR COCK!” I begged as puppy gyrated his hips in front of me. I knew my place...and my place was to service. “Come on cuntboy...show puppy how much you want this cock,” puppy goaded me on. “Ya think that I’d waste my cock on someone who’d just lie there and take it? SHOW YOUR ALPHA. CUNTBOY!” he ordered. My slammed up cunt, now possessed with nothing but thoughts of puppy’s cock, took over. My back arched and my ass began rotating...offering my cunt to puppy’s fat cock as my throat let out low rasping pleadings. “Please puppy...I need your cock!” I moved forward and began sniffing the red pouch now leaking precum...I took in puppy's scent, recognizing the familiar scent all men emit in their crotches. Finally, satisfied that I proven myself, puppy pushed down his jockstrap releasing his hard uncut cock. I gasped...taking in the thick sheathed cock suspended above a set of huge balls. My mouth watered...imagining the amount of cum held inside. Puppy grabbed the base of his cock and slapped it across my lips sending the stringy leaking precum onto my face. “Fucking cock’s gonna fill your cunt...but first, service it...service your alpha’s cock cuntboy!” I quickly moved to explore the thick foreskin covering the cock. “AWWW, Fuck cuntboy...” Puppy shivered as my tongue moved under the flap and began circling the cockhead tasting the sharpness of his cock. Pushing forward, my lips drew back the skin...my tongue invading puppy’s cock slit...determined to take in the leaking precum. Puppy held my head tightly as he shoved his cock back down my throat...but I resisted and pulled back, holding onto the foreskin with my teeth, I began to chew. “AWWWW FUUUUCK!” Puppy yelled as he released my head. “AWWW FUCK YEAH CUNTBOY! FUCKING SERVICE MY COCK!” puppy yelled as he arched his back presenting his uncut cock. Pushing back the skin, my lips moved over his pulsing cockhead and I sucked it in as puppy jammed it down to his smooth crotch. “Fucking cuntboy...take it!” puppy ordered and began the face-fucking. His rapid movements wouldn’t allow me to get a rhythm...I couldn’t breathe. I began gagging... “Easy does it, puppy! Give cuntboy some air...we don’t want him passing out on that cock of yours,” Daddy joked. Puppy eased up and I took a deep breath. Then suddenly, puppy jerked me back down to the root and held me. I finally met puppy’s rhythmic thrusting as he pulled his cock half way out. Puppy spat and it landed on his shaft. I instantly went forward catching his spit and took his entire cock back down my throat. Puppy patted my cheeks and pulled out. “Cunt time...” puppy laughed and moved off the bed. Daddy urged us on. “Cuntboy, you’re about to be bred by your alpha!” I moaned as puppy climbed back on the bed between my legs. “Fuck yeah cuntboy. I’ve been waiting for this for a while. Daddy told me all about your conversations and what he was planning. I've thought about you and how hot your cunt would feel swallowing my cock.“ My cunt went wild... ”Yeah, slammed up cuntboy.” puppy continued stroking his cock. “MMMM fucking look at that cunt...full of Daddy’s cum.” He began to lick and chew at my cunt lips as I begged for his cock. ‘Fuck yeah puppy. Please! I need it!” I pleaded as puppy continued slurping my cunt. “Oh yeah. Fuck me puppy. Fuck my cunt and fill it with your cum.” Puppy rose...placing his hard cock at my cunt, he pushed through my sloppy cunt lips. “Here it is cuntboy. I’ve waited a long time to do this.” Shoving his cock in quickly, I let out a gasp. Puppy laughed, “Fuck Daddy... This cunt is so hot and tight still. Fucking feeling your load inside!” Puppy began his invasion of my cunt and we fell into a steady rhythm losing myself in the feelings in my cunt...until the spell was broken. Feeling someone grab my head, I snapped out of it. It was Daddy. “Yeah cuntboy. Suck my cock. Fucking two cunts on this one now.” He climbed back on the bed. I hungrily swallowed Daddy’s cock as he settled in front of me. “Oh fuck, cuntboy. Service Daddy’s cock while puppy feeds your cunt.” Daddy encouraged. I was in heaven being filled by cock in both ends. My body was now a cunt. Suddenly, I felt puppy quicken and start pounding me rapidly. “Fuuck Daddy! This cuntboy is so good. Thank you for giving him to me... I’m gonna fucking cum!” Puppy's cock spasmed...filling my cunt with his seed. The thrusts continued until Puppy let out a final grunt and fell on my back. I sighed...it was done...my cunt was full of my Daddy and my alpha’s cum. Puppy wrapped his arms around my chest and held me tightly as I held our Daddy’s cock in my mouth. We caught our breath and puppy pulled out...our sweaty bodies separating with a sucking pop. Again, I felt the emptiness I always dreaded when my cunt no longer contained cock. Then I felt it...puppy’s breath on me as he spread my cunt lips with his fingers and started sucking and chewing my cunt lips. His loud moans filled me... puppy was eating out my cunt! "Fuck yeah puppy! Taste my cunt juices." I yelled releasing Daddy’s cock pushing puppy’s tongue deeper inside me. Satiated with the fluids running out of me, he rose and moved to Daddy’s side. "Fuck yeah cuntboy. Look at my face. That's what your cunt is full of." He then leaned in and gently said, "Taste it cuntboy. Taste your cunt." I let out a moan and began licking puppy’s dripping face...my tongue feeling the slight stubble on his face. I let out a sigh..."Aww Fuck. Tasting my cunt." Seeing puppy and I bonding, Daddy removed himself and motioned puppy to replace him in front of me. “Go on puppy...I know what comes next right after you cum.” Daddy joked as he grabbed the yellow waist band of my jockstrap and released it with a snap. I jerked... Puppy positioned himself...presenting his slicked-up cock to me as Daddy moved behind me. “How’s that slammed up cunt of yours cuntboy...still hungry?” Daddy asked feeling my exposed cunt lips. My cunt spasmed.... “Go on puppy...feed him that recycled slam piss...cuntboy needs to get used to your piss mixed with mine.” Daddy ordered. I opened my mouth greedily taking puppy’s cock down. There I was...on my hands and knees chained to the bed...on display... Feeling puppy take a deep breath, I relaxed my throat and prepared for the torrent of piss sure to come out of that cock. Looking up into puppy’s eyes with a pleading look, puppy smiled releasing his slam piss. I growled...knowing the piss that I was taking had once been in Daddy. My throat pulsed as I swallowed. Puppy laughed and pulled his cock still shooting the hot yellow piss, out of my mouth leaving me surprised and wondering what I had done wrong. He aimed the stream at my face...intentionally moving it away from my mouth as it tried to follow the flow. He was gonna make me work for it! Dripping off my face and upper chest, the piss began pooling into the indentation puppy’s hard body and my hands made on the bed. I could feel the piss around my fingers as they wriggled in the wet warmth. Sensing their movement and seeing the desire in my eyes, Puppy released my collar chains and my head went down. My thoughts ceased...instinct now took my body over as I lost myself and fed. My tongue lapped up the acrid piss that I was now so hungry for. “Yeah...cuntboy’s got the hunger for piss now puppy.” Daddy stated matter-of-factly as he released my ankles. “Get up cuntboy...on the floor...on your knees.” I growled into the slick rubber sheets taking one last taste of piss and climbed off the bed... “Puppy...he’s earned it...bring it.” Daddy ordered. Not understanding what this was about...I watched puppy walk over to the shelves...leaving a trail of piss drops reflecting the red lights on the floor. I heard the rattling of metal as he pulled a bundle of leather from the top shelf and he turned back to me...holding a bulldog harness between his outstretched hands... I looked closer assuming it would be a match for puppy’s...only it wasn’t piped in red it was yellow. I moaned. “Yeah cuntboy...you earned it. Fucking urinal cuntpig now aren’t you?” Daddy laughed. “AWW FUCK YEAH DADDY! FUCKING PISS!” I groaned as puppy dropped to his knees and placed it on me. Satisfied that the straps were secure...puppy grabbed my framed pecs and held them playing with my tits. “Fuck...I’m gonna love feeding you piss cuntboy.” Daddy stood proudly looking down at us... Daddy held my head and I felt his finger go into my mouth. I knew what was coming and I looked up at Daddy’s face and waited for the question. “That cunt of yours make a decision yet, cuntboy?”

“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.”

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…

Saturday lunchtime I headed out of the flat to meet friends at our annual pride festival. I was only 26 a late bloomer for a gay person and unless you knew me you would never have known, ordinary down to earth fit in the crowd type of person, or I was until Joey came along bringing two worlds crashing in to one. Meeting with my friends we wondered in to the festival, I noticed a skinhead friend of mine from North London sat down with around 10 other guys, he waived me over and started introducing the guys he introduced me to the skinhead on my right as Joey from Toronto but living in London. Joey had a shaved head and wore bleached jeans with braces and a white t-shirt as well as DM boots, he was around 5'8" so only a little taller than me and in his middle 40's but what stood out was his body as it was compact with zero body fat and defined to the point that he had been chiselled out or a piece of marble. He wasn't built like a brick house but due to there being no body fat you noticed the muscles everywhere. Joey and I chatted a bit and he told me he was heading over to Chelsea later for a party. I said my goodbyes and went to join my friends, by 6pm I had had enough and managed to work my way towards one of the exits. To my surprise I bumped in to Joey "Hey how has your afternoon been?" he inquired, "yes it was okay had a great time listening to the acts on stage and browsing around, are you off to your party in Chelsea now?" I replied, "Well sort of I do need to go but I feel dirty so heading home to shower and freshen up a little", he went on tell me he lived in east London which even I knew was no mean feat getting there and back over to west London. I offered Joey the opportunity to shower at my place as it was on the way to Chelsea he thanked me so we headed off. I showed Joey the bathroom that lead off my bedroom and said he could change here as well, by now it was 8pm and Joey said he was not in any rush as the party wouldn't start until midnight at the earliest. As he got undressed I was drawn to his physique and his cock where I could see a PA peering out under his foreskin, he didn't miss a trick and noticed me, "I only had it done 10 days ago and haven't shot my load since I had it done" to much information I thought. He continued looking at me intently in the eye and he moved has hands over my smooth body with caressing tender strokes before he kissed each of my nipples and slowly worked his way up to my neck. My body shuddered as it if being woken up by electrical surges and slowly I was being undressed until I stood naked eye to eye with him, I felt his 8 inch thick cock slip between my thighs as he slowly moved his hips back and forward I felt the piercing and every now and then the moistness of precum was being rubbed in between my thighs. With his tender caressing he moved his lips towards mine and slipped his tongue into my mouth sensually exploring my mouth my reaction was natural and responded to his kissing. We were locked together in a loving embrace as I started feeling my body being twisted and those lean arms were now wrapped around my chest as he continued to kiss me, "kneel on the bed" I moved forward to the bed "on all fours", a I did so his hands grabbed my hips and he pushed me down slightly so that my hole was aligned to his cock. He pulled my ass over the edge of the bed and realigned his cock. The feeling of pure arousement and desire overwhelmed me as his pierced cock nudged at my hole then without any lube or spit he pushed his cock head in to my hole, my head raised up and I let out a moan of pleasure and with that he began pushing the rest of his cock deep inside me. He Held his position and slowly made a couple of thrusts before withdrawing from my arse with only the PA still in my hole. "That feels good" he said as he pushed all 8 inches back in and again the sensation of electricity coursed through me, slowly he started fucking with gently strokes all the time holding my hips tight against him. Gradually his pace quickened with deeper thrusting movements his ball sack slapping against my arse with a thudding sound, my body was quivering all other. This was a man who knew how to get his bottom to enjoy sex. After what seemed an age I was starting to feel discomfort by the relentlessness of his thrusting "enough Joey" I pleaded but he ignored and ramped up the speed, "Fuck" I shouted as my load shot all over the bed, he continued with determination then jolted and moaned "uuhhh, breeding your arse bitch", with that his hands dug in and gripped me so hard as he held me deep on to his cock. He collapsed on top of me and as he did so he ground his hips deeper and deeper to push the seed further inside my body. He pulled out slapped my ass and kissed me then went for shower, I sat on the bed and realised that I had just performed unprotected sex with a complete stranger I rubbed my hole but there was nothing there just a bit of soreness so it had the appearance nothing had happened. Joey came out of the shower dried himself and got changed and went on his way to the party. A couple of months later one afternoon I was on line chatting to friends when I saw a message box open from a guy calling himself FITPOZSKIN, I looked at the profile it had a body pic and I recognised it immediately as Joey. "Hey, have you been tested for HIV after I fucked you?" he asked, "Yes about a week ago and it came back negative" was my reply, "That won't do I must be loosing my touch I'll come over and spend the night with you". My initial thought was no I can't take the risk, but my body wanted him again so yes I wanted him to come over. He fucked me in the same position as before only this time after he bred me he pushed me down on to the bed to really work his seed in to my hole. Over the next 4 hours his cock remained in my arse and never lost his erection as he bred me multiple times. The following morning I realised without any intention I had become a bug-chaser.

Closing the door to my dorm room I let out a huge sigh and fell back on the bed. Finally, I was 19, and on my own. I had arrived at college 3 weeks early since I was one of the backup kickers on the football team. Great position, I basically got to be part of the team and never really played. I knew my future wasn’t in sports but the scholarship helped me afford to go to a better school. Additionally being on a team gave me the benefit of having a single room, no scary roommate stories for me. I decided the best thing to do first would be to take a run around campus and get my bearings. I started strip out of my jeans and tshirt I had been wearing all day and went and grabbed a jock shorts and a tank. Since I know you are al curious let me ell you about me. My name is Josh , like I said 19 and I’m what they call black Irish. This means I have super dark black hair but blue eyes. My chest and legs are covered in it and I have thick dense pit hair and sweat like a pig most days and always have a 5 o’clock shadow. My cock is 7 inches kind of thick and cut. Leaks like a faucet when my nips get worked and shoot big loads when I cum. Catching a glimpse of myself in the cheap dorm mirror I couldn’t help but smile at the way my black jock framed my tight white ass, I loved the contrast. Hopped into the rest of by workout clothes and grabbed my keys and wallet and left the dorm. I knew the campus a little bit form being here for orientation a month prior and set off on one of the running paths that ran around the building and through some park like areas. I was getting in a good pace and could feel the sweat begin to forms on my chest, running down my body. I’m muscled but not super defined. I was deep in runners trance when my thigh started to cramp up I noticed a bench up the way and felt like it would be a good place to stop and stretch. The area was nice it was about half way through the wooded park area and set in a clearing with the bench being right up against where the path went wild. I pause ad put my leg up on the back of the bench and leaned in trying to get the muscles to straighten out and stop cramping. It felt good and was starting to work. I loved how quiet it was in the area, no sound really carried over from the campus and you could hear everything. Including some noises that seemed slightly out of place. Im not an innocent I know what a blow job sounds like and from the way the area was I wasn’t al that surprised to find it was used for cruising. Still a virgin and also a bit horny I looked around. I noticed behind the bench that there seemed to be a small path that had been worn into the underbrush. Being young and adventurous, or naïve and stupid whichever you like I edged my way around the bench and began to follow the trail. My heart was beating in my chest faster than when I was running. I tried o remain as quiet as possible and I worked my way along the path. I knew I was heading in the right direction because the noises were getting a louder and sounding a bit more urgent and rough. As I turned one more corner I came upon on hot fucking site. There was a guy a couple years older then me strip to a jock and sucking the cock of one hot man. The top had his tank pulled over and behind his head showing a sweaty hairy upper body, his running short and jock were pulled down just below a very impressive set of cock and balls. The guy sucking him looked like a soccer dad from the local suburbs, included a wedding ring on his finger. His face was red and I could hear him gagging on the cock as the older man grabbed his head and started face fucking him. Entranced I couldn’t help but wander closer as the top really got into using the man. He started moaning and really sweating. Which is abut the time my stupid ass stepped on a twig that made a loud cracking noise. The married cock sucker started and pulled off from the cock, turned saw me and panic. He jumped up and took off into the woods leaving the top just on the verge of cumming, cock glinting with spit and precum bouncing in the wind. The top looked over with a look on his face that let me know how pissed of he was. I was too scared to move an just stood there as my own cock was tenting my shorts and leaking. He must have seen something in the way I looked because a smile formed on his face. His eyes locked with mine and I felt like I was pulled in. Without conscious thought I started to take slow steps toward him. As I got closer the fresh sent of sweat came off his body. Finally I was less than a foot away from him. His eyes never left mine and he gave an almost imperceptible nod of his head. As if in a dream I leaned in and smelled his body. The smell of sex and sweat was dripping off him just as much as the actually sweat. My tongue came out and licked up one of the rivulets forming running down his chest. It tasted amazing and my cock started leaking even more. I felt a hand under my chin turn my face up. Again I was looking into his eyes from my semi bent over position. He looked at me like he was reading my soul. He slowly lifted on massive arm and put it behind his head showing a thick armpit covered in red hair. Grabbing the back of my head he encourages me forward until my face was buried in his pits. The smell was intoxicating and made my head swim. My tongue shot out tasting his body and sweat, broad swipes cleaning him out. After I did one side the ginger god moved my head to the other side where once against I clean his scent and sweat from him. My face was a mess of saliva and his sweat, the clean scent of his fresh sweat was all I could smell. I was far enough away and I could see his face again. Looking down I saw his cock was still hard and a steady stream of precum leaked out of it onto the ground. As I watch his pulled his tank top back over and tucked his large cock back into his shorts. He reached into my pocket and took out my phone and handed it to me. I unlocked it and gave it back. “Meet me at this address at 10 pm tonight make sure to wear a jock” He handed me back my phone with his contact entered and an address. The name was listed as Sir. With that he walked out leaving me standing there breathless with a rock hard cock leaking though my running shorts.

I love the feeling of being a whore and offering my ass up to anyone who will take it. So with the recent warm weather in the bay area I decided to cruise the park one night. The first one up was the skinny biracial guy who looked to be of Arab heritage. I’ve seen him over the years and we played before. Usually he only wants his dick sucked. Once time he fucked me but used a condom. I guess he’s progressed to bareback because this time he fucked me with no condom. He has a skinny narrow pencil-like dick which stays very hard. He fucked me like a rabbit and embraced me in a hug while he quickly unloaded. Next up was a masculine and muscular African-American in his late thirties. He looked thuggish with the gold grill on his teeth and had an attitude to match it. When he stood near me and unzipped his jeans to let his member hang out, I was immediately on my knees in front of him. His member grew to an impressive 9 1/2 to 10 inches in my mouth as it got rockhard. When he was sufficiently hard, he directed me over to this circle of benches that surrounds a fountain and pushed me into his desired position on the benches. Throughout the entire 35 to 40 minute fuck, he controlled how he wanted me and was relentless about getting his needs met; directing me into arch my back, take the dick, and get on my back. Surprisingly he came quietly and told me his real name as he put it. As he walked away I felt the hunger in me to be used by him again. I watched the park and positioned myself near an older chubby black man. I went against the tree and pulled down my sweat pants to display my ass. The chubby guy didn’t waste any time walking over. He was already hard and went immediately to my hole. I spread my cheeks and leaned over more not even bothering to look back at him. It took him a bit to get inside of me as my hole needed to be stretched to accommodate his girth despite it’s prior use. He wasn’t very long but had that thick pyramid shaped type of dick where it’s very thick at the base. Once in, he fucked me hard and came quickly eager for his release. However he didn’t pull out and started fucking me again to give me his second load about 10 minutes later. Last up was a black guy on his bike who checked me out as he was riding in the park. I followed him as he looked back and went into some bushes.He was quite a talker telling me that he was straight and had a girlfriend but had gotten used to men sucking his dick while in prison. After getting him hard from sucking, he played with my ass and started to finger it. Unfortunately he wanted to use a condom despite me positioning my hole next to his head. We alternated between ass play and dick sucking till he finally came on my crack. I never did convince him to enter my hole.

I'm in Evansville for a few weeks for work and have been hitting the two ABS arcades for a bit in the eves. Doing ok but not fantastic. more sucking than fucking. Last night as I was just getting inside the arcade, a guy what looked a bit homeless passes me and whispers that he's just looking for head. I went into the first booth with a glory hole and he went into the adjacent one. immediately his cock was through the hole. It was nice. not huge but nice. I got him hard then put spit on my hole and backed my ass up to the glory hole and slid his cock inside me. He began pumping hard and came almost immediately. perfect. his load was big and that's how I like it. quick anon pump and dump in my ass

I don't mind when a man tells me what he is about to do to me as a way of emphasizing his dominance , but I am disappointed and offended if he says it to gauge my reaction or implicitly get my permission. If I have surrendered myself to him, it's because I expected him to own me sexually. There's a huge difference between his shouting "Take my piss, you stupid faggot cunt", holding my skull, and urinating into my eyes, and on the other hand saying "I want to piss in your face. Would you like that, faggot?" The first knows his power and authority as a man. The second is just a pretender to the throne. Overall, I prefer unilateral action on his part, so it's best if he just does whatever he wants without warning and justifiably expects me to deal with it. I want a man who will exploit me first and ask questions later.

Went to the baths this afternoon, even though I knew it would probably be slow the day before the Columbus Day holiday. I was playing in the sauna, sitting on the upper bench next to a handsome dude with a hairy chest. He pulled my head down to the nip and pit nearest me, and I was pleased to have connected with an inshape 30something. Leaning way over the way I was left my ass exposed, though. Another dude started playing with it, trailing spit down my crack, and lightly teasing my balls. It’s amazing when an arm reaches all the way under you. The guy I was nuzzling pushed my head down, and I knew he wanted some head. Sweet cock, already wet and with the unmistakable tang of precum. I hopped off the bench, so I could work his cock properly from the front. What I hadn’t bargained on with the third dude following me down and spreading my cheeks and assaulting my hole with his tongue. Fuck, I was in pig heaven: sloppy hole and a throat full of tasty cock. The hungry dude eating my hole stood up, and I could feel him all hard. I wasn’t about to let some invisible dude fuck me in such a public way, so I started to pull away and push him back at the same time. But the top pulled my arm away, gripped my wrist firmly, and held my head down on his cock. “You’re not going anywhere,” he growled at me. With my wrists held in front of me, the top dude started with a finger, then two, then some spit, more fingers, and then he raked his cock up and down my crack. “Fuck yeah, dude, your hole is flexing for me now. I’m gonna fill you up good.” it was amazing being fed and bred at the same time. Pulled onto the seated guy’s cock, pushed down on the standing dude’s cock going deep. All I could do was moan like a bitch in heat, which I guess I was at the point. The 30something guy lifted his hips and filled my face with a huge load without any warning. The other guy slammed into me and let out a low moan of his own. I couldn’t feel his load, but knowing it was deep inside me made me shoot ropes of cum all over the hairy legs and feet of the first stud. The breeder slipped out of my loose hole, slapped my ass with a load “crack,” and left the sauna. The dude who had just fed me tussled my hair, muttered “good job,” and left me to mop up the cum, slobber, and sweat, and limp to the showers. Not bad for a slow afternoon!

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.

this story is pretty much based on a true story, - it was my first time, and we really did fall in love... sadly our paths took us different directions many years ago - and although we are still in touch, I've been without a soulmate since. At first glance you would assume I am just an average, conservative kind- of –guy, and I would tend to agree with that assumption. But after my last “ordinary” relationship with my boyfriend failed, I decided it was time to break my boring routine and try to enjoy some of the more adventurous things in life that I had always passed on. Now that I was spending my nights alone, I was relying on my computer more for sexual stimulation. Thank God there is no shortage of porn on the internet. I would surf for any hot movie that caught my eye, usually with some hot muscled jock. I’d recline back in my chair, and start to lazily play with my cock while the stud in his jockstrap got his hole licked and fingered and slowly stretched open. Buy the time his pink pucker was quivering for some dick, I would usually have a finger or two up my own ass, and my own dick would be hard as a rock and leaking drops of precum that would mix with the lube I was using to stroke my shaft. I always tried to match my speed and intensity with the hot fuck session that was on the screen, so that I would cum at the exact same time as the guy in the movie shot his load deep in the ass of the jock stud he was fucking. After my own ass finished clamping down on my fingers and the aftershocks of shooting an intense load wore off…I would clean up, shut off the computer and climb into bed …alone…and realizing that computer porn would never make up for the 'real thing'. As time went on, I noticed that my taste in movies was starting change, and those muscled jocks I had watched were now replaced with hairy muscled leather guys. I also started looking in the local chat rooms for some actual “real” connections. I felt myself being drawn to scenes that involved a lot of ass play…guys in harnesses that were stretching open the holes of other guys in slings. Soon it wasn’t just hot dicks plowing pink holes...it was dildos and fists stretching open hot hairy butts. I was mesmerized, and my ass was starting to take on a mind of its own. After years of vanilla sex, my hole was starting to get hungry for more. I bought some toys...and some poppers...and began to start mimicking what I saw in the movies . I also started popping into some of the local chat rooms, and found out there were a lot of guys online that were really heavy into the leather scene. I posted a profile, but was always to nervous about ever starting a conversation with anyone. Here I was…just an average conservative guy, who was starting to feel the pig awaken. These guys were already knee deep in the pigpen, and I knew I’d be a disappointment to them when they realized I was just a newbie. I didn’t own any leather, and I only had one jockstrap…that I used for my online photo. So one night, I was feeling especially horny, and logged into the chat room, got my toys, lube and poppers out, and settled in for another solo session. Within a few minutes I suddenly got an IM from another guy in the chat room. He was a hot hairy muscle daddy, and he introduced himself by letting me know how much he loved the photo of me in my jock. He was hot, and sexy, and I started to wish I could muster up the courage to give in and let myself go, and be the perfect pig boy he surely was looking for. After some online flirting, he invited me to come over. I was horny as hell, but scared to death, so I politely declined his invitation. I told him the truth, that I was brand new to this, and way too inexperienced to be much fun for him. He immediately replied, asking if I was into PnP. I hated to admit, I didn’t even know what that meant. Pain and Pleasure? Piss and poop? Christ..what was I getting into? He responded with a “LOL” and explained it meant party and play. Using recreational drugs to take the edge off, or enhance the pleasure. I told him I had done poppers…but never had tried anything else. He asked if I was interested in experimenting a little, and told me that he would love to be the one to introduce me to the wonderful world of Pnp Pig Sex. Wow….all of a sudden my cock became instantly hard..and I could feel my ass twitch with excitement. I didn’t know what it would be like, but suddenly I had a hot leather daddy wanting to take me under his wing, and show me all the mysterious pleasures that had become so intriguing to me. In one last effort to stall…I asked him what exactly he had in mind. He told me that I would need to come over, and that I would need to trust him. He promised to walk me thru everything once I was there and ready to play…but he didn’t want to waste time writing about it when he knew it would be more fun to experience it. He gave me some simple instructions…take a shower, clean up…and out, wear my jock, and pick up some Gatorade, or water, or whatever I wanted to drink. He promised I’d need to replenish my fluids because he was going to make sure we had a long hot sweaty night. I got directions to his place…and I was burning with excitement. I couldn’t believe this was actually going to happen! I hopped in the shower and hopped in my car and within 45 minutes, I found myself knocking on his door. He opened the door…and looked even hotter than his pictures. His head was nearly shaved with a military style buzz cut. He was shirtless, except for a leather harness, and his tribal armband tattoo. His nipples were pierced, and his hairy pecs were hard and muscular, and shadowed over his flat abs. A thick treasure trail of hair disappeared into his black leather pants and silver studded belt. He looked just like one of the guys from the movies. He immediately smiled at me...which made me feel immediately more relaxed…and he invited me into his place. As soon as I stepped inside, he reached around me to shut the door, and immediately put his arms around me to pull me in close to him. He rubbed his hands on my chest thru my t-shirt, and pressed his pelvis up against my jeans. It took me by surprise..a little, but it immediately broke the ice, and I wrapped my arms around him, and ran my hands over his muscular shoulders and arms. As my hands reached his, he took them, and smiled again, and pulled me into the entryway. “Come In, stud” he growled…get comfortable, take your clothes off, and let’s get to know each other. He led me to a room off to the side, which had all of the things that you would need to film leather porn. “Welcome to my playroom!” I was speechless, and took a long deep breath to try to slow down my heartbeat. I think he could sense my nervousness, because he pulled me close once again, kissed me, and pulled me down onto the couch. “Just relax..I promise, I will make sure you enjoy every minute of this, and if you ever want to stop…just tell me…we won’t go anywhere that you aren’t comfortable going.” We kissed again..and I was immediately turned on. He took my shirt off…pinched my nipples, rubbed my crotch…and I was instantly hard as a rock. My hands were all over him as well…and I started to let my inhibitions go. “Let me go get something to help us relax, and you get out of those jeans and shoes. I’ll be right back.” He left for a second, and came back with a little travel shaving kit. He pulled out a bag of weed, and some rolling papers, and a lighter. As I got undressed, he rolled a really thick joint, lit it, and took a hit. He held the smoke in his lungs for a very long time, and then let it escape his lungs in a low growl. “Okay…your turn…it’s just pot…and it will help take the edge off, help you relax, and get you a little horny.” I took the joint, and followed his instructions. I took a deep inhale, and worked really hard to fight the urge to cough as I felt the smoke burn inside my chest. I held it in until he told me to let it out…which seemed like 10 minutes…but was really only a few seconds I’m sure. “Good boy” he said, and rubbed my neck. He took the joint back for another hit and we both sat back on the couch and started feeling each other as we passed the joint back and forth. It wasn’t long until I was feeling the effects. It was a fuzzy, drunk kind of feeling, but it felt good, and I WAS really relaxed, and starting to get a really deep new feeling…it was horny…but a whole different kind of horny. I started to really get into our touching and kissing, and before I knew it we were done with the joint, and greedily sucking each other’s dicks in a 69 position on the couch. Next thing I knew, I felt his fingers and tongue start playing with my hole. It felt so good. I knew it was the pot…but Damn! This was awesome. I was sucking his huge dick, and moaning, and grinding my ass against his face and fingers. He spit in my ass, and started working in two of his fat long fingers. God it felt so good. “Good boy..you like that don’t you…there is a little pig in there just dying to get out isn’t there?” “Yes sir” I muffled between taking breaths from sucking his huge cock. “Nice” he moaned, and began working my hole into a frenzy. “I think you’re ready for my next surprise” he said as he reach over to his travel bag, and pulled out a tiny little baggie, with some white powder, and a tiny little silver bullet. “Coke?” I asked. “Nope, Tina" he replied. “Tina?” I repeated. “Yep. It's sort of like coke, but better for sex. You can smoke it, snort it, put it in your ass, and even inject it directly into a vein - but it goes right to your ass. And you will want more than my tongue and fingers up there.” “So, how are we doing it?” I asked. “We’ll go easy at first, just a little bump off the silver bullet…and we’ll make sure you have some time to let it kick in. You’ll probably feel a bit of a rush at first..like a jolt of caffeine, but in about 20 minutes, you will feel it start to warm up your ass, and I bet your hands won’t be able to let go of your dick." "Okay" I replied, adding “ although I think the pot has already done a pretty good job of that.” We both took a hit from the bullet, and the instant effect was just as he described. I was really starting to realize I was in very good hands. He was letting me know what to expect, before it happened, and his description was very accurate. We went back to exploring each other’s bodies, and before I knew it, my ass was tingling, and I was pulling on the head of my dick like I was pulling taffy. I was groaning a low guttural groan that I had never heard myself make before. We did another hit off the Tina bullet, and I was really starting to feel the effects. “Okay, boy. I think we’re ready for some more serious play. Your ass is really getting hot, and I want you to get in that sling, so I can open you up, and fuck you.” I hopped up so fast, I think my brain was now in my ass and following his instructions. He helped me get into the sling, and then lubed up my hole, and his cock, and I moaned in ecstasy as his beautiful thick cock slid into my hungry hole. We started out slow, and his fucking gradually grew in force and intensity. Getting fucked had never felt so good. He gave me another bump of tina, and then grabbed a bottle of poppers, and held them under my nose. “You said you have done poppers before..right?” “Yeah.” “Good…then take good hit, so I can pound your ass really hard.” I inhaled deeply, and he did the same, and no sooner had he recapped the bottle, he grabbed the sling and started pounding my ass with wild abandon. “FUCK…YEAH…” we both screamed. I was pulling on my dick as hard as I could, but noticed it wasn’t getting as hard as I usually do…but I really didn’t care. It still felt good..but it was my ass that was feeling amazing. I felt it squeezing and clamping down on my hot leather studs hard dick as he pounded my ass, and arched his back while his eyes were rolling back in his head. This was incredible. It was better than any fantasy I could imagine. He gave me another hit of poppers, and then reached under the sling and started banging the shit out of my ass….I could tell that he was about ready to cum. Between the pot, the tina, the poppers and the fucking…my head was reeling. I had never felt so turned on. I was suddenly brought back to my senses as I heard him shout and yell, and felt his hard cock slam deep in my ass as is shot the hottest, most forceful load I’d ever taken. My ass involuntarily clamped down, and made sure that every drop of cum was worked out of that amazing dick, and not a single drop was spilled. He immediately slumped forward, drops of sweat landing on my chest, and kissed me passionately and deeply. My hips were grinding involuntarily, not wanting to let his dick escape my ass as we kissed. Finally, his dick slid out, but I was still pulling on mine, soft…but sensitive. He saw my face register a bit of disappointment – both for my failure to get hard, and also for the sudden emptiness in my well fucked hole. He immediately reassured me that the soft dick was often a result of the Tina, but not to worry…all the pleasure was going to become more and more intense in my ass. He asked if I was ready to try some toys, and if I was ready to try a different way to do a hit of Tina. I must of looked a little nervous again, because he immediately kissed me again, and with his lips still pressed to mine, he whispered with a hot breath "Trust me.” And I did. Once again, he reached into his black bag. This time he pulled out a thick syringe. My eyes widened with fear, because I was not real fond of needles. “Don’t worry” he said. It’s not a needle. Just a water syringe. But it’s got dose of Tina in it, mixed with the water. I’ll squirt it into your ass, and within seconds you’ll get the effect. Just hold it in, and when I get your first toy, it should be absorbed. You'll love it..and you’ll be ready for some bigger toys than the ones you have. Cool?” “Okay…I said…you haven’t let me down yet.” He pulled the cap off the syringe, and showed me that indeed there was no needle on the end. He put a little lube on the edge of the syringe, and gently worked it into my hole. “Ready?” he asked. I nodded. “Okay…here we go.” I suddenly felt the liquid slowly start to fill my ass, and I envisioned it mixing with his load. I was suddenly hit with an amazing rush of warmth that nearly took my breath away. “See…it absorbs pretty quick. You should be flying by now.” My heartbeat suddenly picked up, and my breathing became quicker. He pulled the syringe out, pinched my nipples, and then took my hand away from my dick as he sucked my soft cocked like a vacuum. I yelled in absolute pleasure! Oh my god it felt so good. FUCK YEAH…DAMN…my ass was on fire…I needed cock bad. It felt so good. “There’s my little piggy” he smirked as he stepped away. My hand went back to my dick, and I started pinching one of my nipples as he back away. He reached over to a table and pulled away a black cloth, and revealed a table full of all kinds of dildos and sex toys in all sizes. One of them was just as big as mine at home…but they got bigger and bigger as they lined up along the table’s edge. He grabbed one, and smeared it with a generous dose of lube, and then started slowly working it into my ass. I couldn’t believe it…it was like my ass had a total mind of its own. I was no longer in control..and I suddenly felt my hole stretching open further than I’d ever been opened up before. But it felt so good. I took a deep breath, and moaned again. He got it about halfway in, and then held it in place as he reached over with his other hand to grab the bottle of poppers. I took another deep hit of the poppers, and suddenly, I was in a whole new world. My eyes rolled back in the back of my head, and then I felt my entire ass open up as that huge dildo slid right in to its giant rubber base without any pain or resistance. HOLY SHIT….It was so fucking deep …OH FUCK! I could feel that giant rubber dick deep in my guts and it felt so good! He started to work it in and out. Slowly at first, and gradually picked up speed. I got lost in the pleasure…and closed my eyes and floated in that sling as that giant dick stretched my ass. Every now and then he would touch my chest, my dick, my face, and give me occasional hits of poppers...all the while giving me deep low groans of encouragement. He soon went for a bigger toy…but I was too lost in my ecstasy to really notice. I did feel a little bit of pressure as he eased the bigger toy in, but it was soon followed with another deep hit of poppers, and I was off in my own world again, as that giant invader laid claim to my open hole. I have no idea how much time had passed, and hour…maybe two. I gradually started to feel like I was coming down, and my senses were returning to normal. I looked up…like I had just regained consciousness, and smiled at my sexy teacher. He smiled back…and we didn’t even need words at this point to share the mutual pleasure we were both feeling. He slid the toy out of my ass..and I was shocked…somewhere in my soaring high…he had upsized again to a third, even bigger toy. I never would have believed I could take something that huge…but he showed it to me from between my legs, just to prove to me that I was more pig than I realized. We laughed a bit, kissed some more, and then he grabbed my bottle of Gatorade and a towel. I was sweating profusely. Took a deep drink, toweled off a bit, and started to catch my breath. At this point I thought things were winding down. He was standing closer to the table, taking a drink of his own bottled water, so I started to sit up in the unsteady sway of the sling. “Where you going boy…you had enough?” “Oh…I thought we were winding down” I sheepishly said…immediately feeling slightly worried that I gave the wrong signal and disappointing my new leather daddy. “Well, I have one more surprise for you, if you want. I thought I’d try to take it up one more notch…that is if you want to” I couldn’t possibly imagine what he had in mind. I was absolutely in awe of what we had done so far, so if we still had one more level to go, I wasn’t sure I could take the overstimulation of my senses. “You want to really let go of your inner pig…this is the best thing there is.” He reached into his black back again, and pulled out two thin syringes with an orange cap on the end. I was puzzled, because the last syringe was much bigger, so I didn’t know if it was a smaller dose to just bring the action back up a little, or if this was something totally different. “Okay, let me tell you about this, and then you can tell me if you want to keep going or not”. This syringe has a needle. So this dose of tina will go right into a vein. It’s called “slamming.” It’s just like getting a shot at the doctor, or giving a blood sample. “That doesn’t sound too bad” I timidly replied. “Well…this will definitely take you one level higher than the booty bump. You will feel this rush in your entire body, you will immediately feel the Tina take effect, and I guarantee, you will be amazed at how fast you let go of all your inhibitions….do you still trust me?” “Yes” I answered. “Then trust me, I think you will like this a lot. I will make sure that it’s quick, painless, and I will be here to make sure you stay calm enough to truly enjoy the amazing rush.” “Okay” I said…but I might not be able to watch, I don’t do so well with needles. “No worries”, he said. “You do whatever you want. Let’s get you out of the sling though, because I want to do you first, and then I want you to go kneel down over the arm of the couch with your ass in the air. I will then do my slam, and come over and take good care of your ass while you ride the rush,. “Okay…I’m ready” He went back to his back bag one more time, pulled out a black elastic strip for a tourniquet, and 2 small white envelopes…alcohol prep pads. He came back over to me, with the syringe, pulled my arm out and looked in the crook for a vein. He quickly tapped the large vein, and then started to wrap the black elastic around my upper bicep. My vein started to bulge, and my heart was already racing with a little bit of excitement, and a lot of nerves. He opened the alcohol prep pad, and gently wiped it over the inside of my arm. I was scared to watch…but I couldn’t help it. I was fascinated. It was like my leather daddy was getting ready to give me a shot…like a nurse. It was somehow, very touching, like he was taking care of me…and all of a sudden all of my worry melted away. I kept watching as he took the orange cap off of the syringe, and exposed the tiny thin needle. He turned the syringe upside down, and flicked it on the side to knock the air bubbles out of it. He looked at me deep in my eyes, smiled again, and asked “ready?” I nodded yes. Okay..turn your head if you want. “I’m okay” I said. “I trust you”. He gently placed the tip of the needle at the edge of my vein, and I took a deep breath. He gently eased it in, with only a slight pinch, and then I felt a little pop as the needle went into the vein. I kept watching intently. He pulled back slightly on the syringe, and I saw a wispy red cloud rush into the syringe. He took the tourniquet off my arm with his other hand in a single soft pull, looked at me one more time, and said, “Here you go baby, this is gonna be intense…you might have a cough..But that’s normal…it’s the tina hitting your blood and your lungs, don’t be scared…just enjoy it.” “Okay…go for it” He slowly started to push the plunger downward, and the reddish liquid started to disappear into my vein. I immediately started to feel a tingle all over my body…like when you put your tongue on the end of a nine volt battery. The more of the slam that went in, the more I tingled...I got this warm all over rush, and my chest started to expand with a heavy breath. I felt my eyes open wide, and my ass squeezed so tight, if there had been anything in there I would have snapped it in half. The last bit of liquid in the syringe went into my arm, and then I suddenly felt the uncontrollable cough. Two coughs…and then I WAS SOARING!!! SHIT! SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!!. He pulled the needle out and immediately covered the skin with the alcohol pad. He lifted my arm above my head, and then reached around the start digging at my ass with his giant meaty paws. OH GOD!! I NEED YOU IN MY ASS! “Feel good Baby?” “FUCK YEAH” OH SHIT..that’s all I could say. I started to feel my legs go week. “Go kneel over the couch, get your ass lubed up real good…I’m on my way” I staggered over, reached for the giant bottle of lube, pouring out more than I could control. I leaned over the couch and started shoving lube into my hungry hole, stretching it open, shoving fingers in, and trying to get my whole hand in. I was in ecstasy…I was finally out of control, feeling piggy as all hell, and ready for anything. I didn’t even notice my leather daddy administer his own slam, until I heard his own cries and groans of pleasure suddenly shout from behind me. “Oh, yeah….piggy….let me work that ass” “Yes sir!” He came from behind be and I saw his had come over my head; he handed me the bottle of poppers, and then reached for the giant bottle of lube. “Take a good long hit…you are about to be sent into a whole ne w world.” I took the deepest hit of poppers that I had ever taken…and I held it deep in my lungs…like the pot smoke from earlier…and suddenly I felt my entire ass just relax and open up like molten lava, and I felt my daddy’s hands working to stretch my ass open. First it was three fingers….then four…..then another mind numbing hit of poppers, and then I lost all awareness of anything…all I know is that my ass had never felt more full. I was gyrating my hips, and wagging my piggy tail like I needed to get my hungry hole filled with a buffet of anything that was in reach. I suddenly felt my ass stretch just a bit far..and then a soft pop, or suction sound. I had his whole FIST! HOLY SHIT! I WAS IN HEAVEN!! I screamed in pleasure, my daddy was yelling encouragement… and I had never been so wildly out of control. He flipped me around to the front of the couch, laid me on my back, held my feet above my head with one hand, and handed me the poppers again with the other. I took another hit…and then so did he…and I couldn’t get his fist in my ass again fast enough. I was riding his fist, and then his forearm, and then suddenly I started to let go with a *******ial spray of piss all over my chest…he grabbed my dick with his free hand, and held it up so that it sprayed all over my face, and then his. It had a bitter taste…the first time I’d ever tasted piss. “”That’s tina piss boy..It’ll keep you flying high too…but I’m not taking my hand out of your ass yet ..but when I do…it will be so I can shove my dick up your hungry hole, and piss my tina right back into you” He kept his word…he fisted me to the point of an uncontrollable orgasm…I didn’t even touch my dick..and it was still soft…but I was coming all over myself. It was mixing with the damp piss stains on my stomach. He gently pulled his fist out of my hot hungry ass, and then shoved his dick in. He looked down at me, and with an amazing softness, he stared right thru to my soul, I started to actually tear up, and cry with absolute abandon. It was the most beautifully hot and touching closeness I had ever felt to another person in my entire life. I trusted him, and he took me placed I never knew existed. And then, just as I was catching my breath, and stopping my tears…he leaned in close, whispered once again…”good pig”, and then kissed me gently on the lips….it was then that I started to feel the warm tina piss filling up my hot hungry ass…and my soul nearly left my body, and floated up to my new slamming soul mate.

im a submissive slutty cumdump so guys know they can use me however they want and do whatever they want to me. that means some guys want to piss down my throat, up my ass, in my face or all over me. sometimes they don't ask me or tell me they are going to use me for a urinal. they just finish using me then piss in my mouth, pussy or all over me. do you like it when guys surprise you by pissing in your mouth or all over you?

grade 9. I had already been sucking cocks for a few years and sucking off men for a few months (in their cars and a a few cruisey restrooms) and was in my fave restroom sucking guys off under the stall when a guy asked me if I get fucked. I said yes and he got me to take my pants off and lay down on the ground on my back with my lower body in his stall. worked my hole with his lubed fingers and slid his cock in me (not very big) he fucked me for like 30 seconds then came inside me and left super fast lol.never saw his face.all I know is he was white and sounded like a 40s daddy and was wearing a wedding ring.i was hooked on taking loads in public from then on

Jesse was a 50 something black man who lived across the street wtih his nearly 90 yo parents.. Always a nice guy and I had had fantasies about him too.And now, here he was at the xxx theater too. I was hoping he would take out his cock, but I really wasnt expecting what would happen next. Dad stood up, and at first I thought he was going to let Jesse come sit next to me but that wasn't his plan. Dad still had his pants all the way down by his ankles. Jesse got up, and eased on over to Dad's seat. Before siting he pulled down his pants to his ankles and sat down. My eyes fixed on his thick 9 inch black cock and my dad slowly sat down on it. I couldn't believe what I was seeing.. I had had all sorts of fantasies but never really gave much thought to ass fucking. And here it was , even better than the porno playing on the screen in front of me. Dad rode his black cock for a while, not even looking over at me. I sat there with my cock out, but then pulled down my pants so they were totally down to my ankles as well. Jesse saw this and told Dad looks like your boy is ready for more. My cock was once again rock hard, and I figured I'd just stroke it and watch Dad getting fucked but Dad had different ideas. He got off Jesse and eased over and sat down on my cock. The feeling was incredible. The hot tight hole grasped my cock and I could hardly move, hardly breathe as Dad rode it, going up and down on it. Again, didn't take me long til I felt my nutt building up and I wasnt sure what to do.. Do I warn Dad? Or do I say nothing.. I decided to say, and probably too late, that I was about to cum, but Dad made no effort to escape.. He just kept pushing his tite hole up and down on my cock, and finaly with one push down , I erupted inside him. my body shook, and then i just sat there as Dad got off of me. He stood up, moved over towards Jesse and leaned over the seat Jesse got down lower and put his tongue up my dad's ass. Eating the cum out of his ass. Then stood up and planted his hard black meat deep in dads ass. he fucked him harder than before, now standing behind him and fucking his ass.. Other guys gathered around and watched .One guy came down the aisle in front of dad and put his cock in my dads mouth as Jesse pounded away.. Jesse started talking dirty to dad telling him he was about ready to breed him, to fill his married ass with his cum and then he did. He pushed into him so deeply I thought he mite push it all the way thru dad.. Then he sat back in the chair next to me.. Dad slid over one seat more and sat on the other side of Jesse. Jesse looked over at me and said I know you want a taste - and I leaned over and sucked his cock clean, licking up the black cock that had just fucked my dad. As I did, I heard Jesse say to me,, "Can't wait til I get a taster of your ass"

OK, not to throw fuel on the fire, but I remind you of the Preamble to the Constitution We the People of the United States, in Order to form a more perfect Union, establish Justice, insure domestic Tranquility, provide for the common defence,] promote the general Welfare, and secure the Blessings of Liberty to ourselves and our Posterity, do ordain and establish this Constitution for the United States of America.

First time I’ve filmed getting bred... nearby guy wanted an ass to breed so I waited ass up for him. he fucks me till he unloads in me https://www.xtube.com/video-watch/hungry-cumdump-gets-bred-41726461

I visited several years ago and let me tell you, The Phoenix was LIT UP! I got passed around and fucked by easily over a dozen men in that place. No idea how many loads I got but i tell you; I WAS FLOODED. By the wee hours of the morning I found myself at an after party in a nearby house, poppered up, in a sling, and taking on ALL CUMMERS. I have no idea how many cocks and loads were in me that night/morning. Somehow I wound up back in my hotel room fingering my completely distended, sore pussy lips before passing out until well into the evening. If New Orleans is even a 10th as hot as that today; I say go get yourself some cock and cum.

I'm a bottom with less than 7 months of being fucked and bred bare-assed under my belt, so take this with however much salt is appropriate. The answer to the question depends on the top fucking me. My regulars tend to be men who like their sex to happen over a longer period of time, whether it's many loads or a single hard earned load. I know that's a function of self-selection. Mr Black is a dom who likes to get in my ass and fuck me deep and very hard (right on the edge of being too much) so he can cum until he's empty. It's all about his pleasure. I like taking as many of Mr Red's loads as I can until he's empty. Sometimes it's 6 in 30 minutes, but sometimes it's 12 over 2.5 hours. I'm happy to lay under him with my legs spread wide taking him as long as he wants. Making a too long/not long enough judgement seems like it isn't applicable. Mr Blue is a very cute, very horny Bi guy who likes to fuck for 2-3 hours fairly non-stop and I normally get between 5 and 9 loads each session. He's a marathon fucker with lots of skills in varying the depth and intensity of the fuck. I leave his place exhausted and happy and filled with his seed. Mr White is 18 years my senior and a controlling daddy to his core. He likes to fuck for about 30 minutes, then cuddle with me in a restraint hold for a bit before putting me in a new position and then fucking me for another 30 or so minutes. His dick is rock hard he loves hearing me react to how he's using his boy. Each session is about 3 hours long with at least 2 hours active fucking time. I only get one load, but I feel well used and owned and a proud boy to my core to have earned it. Here's the problem with the question, I always want dick in my cunt longer. However, if I answer the question with "Ends too soon" it makes it sound like these breeders are falling short somehow when they are clearly not. My only respectful option is to abstain.

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!🤤🍆💦💦💦💦

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.”

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

This erotic fiction is a continuation of my story, The Broken Jock, that started in the "General Bareback Sex Stories" section that now, at Part 3, seems to belong in this section instead—for reasons you will soon discover. Check out Parts 1 and 2 to see how far this young, gay, safe-sex only, softball player has fallen. Enjoy. The Broken Jock by @ButtB4iGo, Part 3 The next Friday afternoon, Hank texted me. Hank: Hey boy, I have plans for that hot little hole of yours tonight. Be at room 228 at the Folsom Motel at 11. It had been almost a week since Hank fucked me last and I was feeling really horny. I had made plans to meet friends at a Castro bar at 8, but I figured I could excuse myself around 10:30 and head to the motel to get another one of Hank's anonymous fucks. I still don't know what he looks like. Me: OK, sir. -- When I got to the motel room door, the hall lights were dimmed by so many fluorescent tubes being out with one or two flickering. I’m in a horror film, I thought to myself with a grin. But since the typical motel had its hallways outside under the lights of the surrounding city, it actually wasn’t as dark or menacing as all that. I knocked on door number 228. “Who’s there?” I heard Hank say. “It’s me. Adam.” I heard lamps being turned off and then the door opened. “Get on the bed face down, boy. Push down your pants, too.” I felt my way to the bed and laid down on my chest while opening the fly to my jeans. Hank closed the door, came up behind me and helped push my pants down. “Nice white jock, boy. You know what gets my dick hard.” He then pushed his soft leather cod piece against my bare ass. “Let’s get this blind fold on you.” My cock was rock hard in anticipation for Hank to plow my hole again. Did he bring more anonymous used condoms like last time? Hank got on top of me and licked the left side of my face in one long upward lick. “Your going to get some more of ol’ Hank’s cock tonight. Plus, I’ve invited a few friends over from that hook up site, BareBackFuckers.” “Yes!” I didn’t use my inside voice. Hank explained more, whispering in my ear. “I found your profile on that safe-sex only site you are still on, and I took a screen shot of it. Then I went to BareBackFuckers and shared that screen shot with some select tops that I want to see get inside you.” Hank shoved his hand under me to feel my dick. He easily felt the precum I was leaking into my jock pouch. “Fuck, boy! Already leaking. I knew you needed some more raw cock in you.” He continued rubbing my cock head through the cloth as he went on. “I told these select men that safe-only ShortStop91 is now taking all loads. There are two men coming here tonight to fuck and load up your hole while you suck my cock. These guys will only have one mission: to breed that nice newbie hole of yours. Then you’ll get fucked by me. Understand?” I nodded. “Yes, sir.” Hank seemed especially intense tonight, but I wanted it, and Hank knew just how to use me. Hank got up and unsnapped the leather cod piece. He walked around to the other side of the bed and I felt the mattress take on his weight in front of my blindfolded face. His cock was rock hard as he rubbed it on my face and in my hair. His P.A. was cool on my lips when he told me to open up. He pushed his cock in forcibly to the back of my throat and he held the back of my head as I squirmed and gagged on the P.A. “Fuck yeah, jock boy. Take my cock in your throat. I know you can take Phil’s cock in there.” I relaxed my throat to help Hank invade, and I breathed through my nose the way Phil always commanded. Hank said he wanted to skull fuck me before the other men got there. I did pretty well, I think. I tried to forget about the scary P.A. in my throat and just focus on Hank’s cock head. About every minute or so, Hank would push all the way in and keep it there while I gagged. As he pulled out I got some air again, recovered, and opened my mouth to let Hank to do it again. “Good boy, Adam. Let me have that mouth and throat!” A knock on the door. “Who’s there?” Hank yelled. “Ahhhh… I think we’re both from the site,” came from a man’s voice from outside the door. “I’m Coach4Jox and this other fella is…” “Pops9in!” the other man’s voice finished. They must have arrived at the same time. "Come on in, guys." The door opened and I heard the men enter. "Turn on that one lamp, too. I’ve got him blindfolded.” I heard the click of the lamp and shortly thereafter felt a hand feel up my naked ass and another hand in my hair. “Shit! It really is you!” said the man near my face. “I’ve been checking you out on the safe-sex hook up site for two years. Your ass looks so good in that softball uniform pic! I’ve messaged you, too. But I figured you didn't answer because I’m a lot older. I see you at the bars sometimes, too. I have fantasized many times about fucking your gorgeous butt, and I have schemed in my head about how I’d pull the damned condom off without you knowing. I can’t believe I get to finally put my cock in that butt of yours—although I have to admit, a good stealth breeding of your jock ass would have been truly amazing.” As the guy near my head was talking, the other guy was already trying to push his cock into my hole. He was about a quarter way in dry. As Pops9In was taking my hole I realized that I recognize the other guy’s handle from the safe-sex site. Coach4Jox was a white-haired man, mid-60s, who was constantly trying to set-up a fuck date with me with messages like: “I have condoms. I would love to shove my daddy cock into that very nice jock butt of yours.” But, I have had lots of men trying to get in my pants who were hotter than Coach4Jox, so I just never really gave him much thought. Hank pushed his cock back into my mouth and announced to the other men that ShortStop91 is going bareback today and that they should "fuck me up.” “As my handle indicates, I’ve got 9 inches of raw cock I’m going to shove up his 'safe-only' butt.” He kept pushing into me. "Fuck, this hole is tight!” "There’s lube next to you on the bed,” Hank offered. “I brought the oil-based stuff this safe-boy has always avoided.” Hank was playing like I was being offered up for barebacking for the first time to these men. Close enough for me. In my head, I was still in the process of being fully used and violated by my Hank. A man who started fucking me into bareback whoredom only two fuck sessions ago. I thought to myself, Pops9in and Coach4Jox will be men #11 and #12 to shoot their loads inside my hole. “Ahhhhh!” I gasped. With a lubed cock, Pops9in entered my hole. “Nice! We have penetration!” Hank said. The man’s large cock filled my rectum as I gripped Hank’s leather-clad thighs. Hank pulled his cock out of my mouth and put an opened poppers bottle under my nose. “Take a good hit, boy.” I took about six hits as the cock inside me pushed in some more. I felt the inner tingle and static from the poppers. “Mmmmm,” I moaned as Hank pushed his P.A. and cock head back into my throat. “He’s lit,” Hank said. “Go ahead and try to fuck him now.” “He’s really tight,” the man said. “Take my cock, son. And no fucking rubbers, safe boy. This is raw cock inside you. This is what taking a man’s cock is supposed to feel like. Damn, I’m all the way in.” The man, Pops9in, bucked so that his cock head nudged the deepest part of my hole. “Oh, yeah. Fuckin’ sweet hole here. Can’t fuckin’ believe my luck today when you messaged me.” He then started fucking in long strokes. Grunting and telling me to take it. Telling me that I loved raw dick now. “And my cock is not pulling out until every one of my fucking sperm is inside your young" —thrust— “jock” —thrust— "butt.” “Do it!” Hank’s cock got extremely hard in my mouth as he watched the man fucking my ass. “Let me see you shove that poz cock up that jock ass. Fuck that neg jock ass.” Was that just hot talk? Did I hear Hank say “poz”, “neg”? It began to sink in how Hank might be violating me tonight. All the years of getting fucked with condoms to avoid HIV infection, and was it true? Was I getting fucked bareback by an HIV positive top? Was it just fantasy talk? Hank held the poppers under my nose again, and I surrendered. “Yeah boy, take another hit. Poz9Inch wants to load up your hole tonight. Take his poz cock and let him load you up.” I realized then I had originally misheard the handle on the man whose huge cock was now pistoning in and out of my hole, a poz cock without a condom. The poppers had taken over my head, so I gave in. Hank put his hard cock back in my mouth and told me to suck on the head. A wave of poppers-induced electricity went right to my groin and asshole. I found myself using my mouth and my ass muscles to milk the two cocks that were inside me. I was going to knowingly have a raw anonymous poz cock unload inside my ass for the first time. Once Poz9In heard his HIV status revealed to me, he started fucking rougher, grunting as he landed his cock head deep in my hole. “Fuckin charge that hole, man,” I heard the Coack4Jox say. “Breed that safe-only ass!” “My pre-cum has been lubing him up for the last 15 minutes, so this neg jock is getting it already. Might as well load ‘em up.” I heard the men wickedly cheer as Poz9in was building up to unload inside me. “Do it, man,” said Hank. “Unload in his hole, he’ll take it. Won’t you, boy.” I nodded. “Fuck yeah, kid. Here is comes.” Poz9in made guttural grunts as his cock shot his warm toxic cum into my rectum. “Yes! There is it boy. All my sperm having a party inside your hole right now. Ah! Ah! Fuck! Yeah! Let me fuck that in.” Poz9In fucked me hard for about a minute. His cum was so battered in my hole that I could feel some of it leaking down my nut sack and into my jock. “Fuck!” I cried. “Fuck!!!” “That’s it, boy,” Hank coached into my left ear. “Take the man's poz load, Adam. I knew you’d be a good submissive boy for me tonight.” Poz9in pulled out of my ass and I felt the cool air of the room on my exposed jock-strapped ass. My legs had been kicked wide apart by him as he bred me, maniacally trying to shove his cock as far in as he could. I felt completely open as the white-haired old man got in place between my legs. Coach4Jox entered me quickly and began hammering his good sized meat into my cum-slicked hole. He fucked in and out of me as he talked. “Fuck yeah! For so long, I’ve fantasized about doing this to you, Adam. Maybe you haven’t noticed, but I’ve stalked you at your softball games and watched you get drunk at the bars, hoping you’d get wasted enough to need someone to walk you home. I’d imagine promising you that I’d wear a condom if you’d let me fuck you. Thinking about how I could use a condom and wait until you’re passed out drunk on your bed to rip the condom off and slide back in, stealth pozzing you when I unload shot after shot of my toxic cum inside that young jock butt of yours.” Coach4Jox kept fucking my hole and promising me another poz load as Hank, listening to the man’s perverted confession, climaxed. “Damn! I’m cumming in your mouth, boy! Open up that throat.” I let Hank’s cock head into my throat again and immediately felt the warmth of his sperm in my throat as I swallowed. I took Hank’s load like he was a familiar lover. He kept his dick in my mouth as he watched and listened to the old man fuck me. Hank pushed my head to the bed hard. “Now’s your chance, Coach. You’ve got him passed out on the bed now. Fucking stealth that young jock ass. Fucking breed that neg hole with your poz cock." “Fuck! Here it comes, you fucking neg shortstop tease," Coach4Jox said. “Take my load up your sweet butt for good.” Coach4Jox unloaded a hot torrent of poz cum into my hole. The men celebrated my violation with profanity and slaps on my ass. The old man pulled out of my ass and told the other men to look at my hole. “Fuck! This is what two poz loads up a hot young bubble butt looks like. Poz9in added, "Fucking hot jock boy, getting knocked up by anonymous men like that.” He slapped my ass. After the rustling sounds of men getting dressed, Hank said, “Thank you, gentlemen, for helping me out tonight. This was a safe-only boy who submitted fully to me only recently. As far as I know you two are his first poz loads. I am hoping to get him introduced and used at the bathhouse soon, and I think tonight should ease that transition.” I could hear, “sure thing, man” and “anytime” from the outside corridor. With the door open, I could feel the cold San Francisco air on my wet asshole. I heard Hank put keys on the night table by the bed. “Check out’s at noon. You can stay until then, if you want. You were great tonight, boy. Let’s consider meeting up again mid-week. I’ll text you.” My violation would continue. “Yes, sir.” “That’s what I like to hear. Keep that blindfold on for five minutes!” I heard the door close and listened as Hank’s footsteps faded. I fell asleep in that position: facedown, bare assed, legs spread. My asshole felt wet, open, used and empty. I slept soundly, dreaming only of sex. I wanted more. Edited July 31 by drscorpio Put a link to the first 2 parts in 37

So, I thought I'd write about this as it was my first experience of a Horse Fair. This horse fair was organised by The Boots, in Antwerp. They seem to have three or four of these throughout the year. If you don't know The Boots, it is quite a nice venue and play space. The basement has a bar and darkrooms with cages, slings and a gyno chair with the stirrups. Next up is the entrance and changing area - with proper douche showers. Up again is the main bar and a smoking room. Next floor up is the play space with many cubicles, maze, holes, slings and a wet area. This space is more enclosed catering to those who prefer private fun. Up a floor is another play space - more SM themed and quite open - less private. The attic is sometimes also open when it is busy and serves as a chill out area. In short it's one of the best play spaces in Europe - not as big as Labotatory in Berlin, but very good nonetheless. OK so as a Mare (of course) I arrived at 3pm and after changing I joined the other mares in the basement. I counted 23 of us in total, and it was a mix of ages shapes and sizes. I would say the clientele was defiantly not 'twinks'. We had about an hour to buy drinks and get ready for the Stallions. Mares were given a yellow wrist tag (like you get as music festivals). I am guessing the stallions - who arrived from 3.30pm - were guided to the main bar upstairs. I know they were given red wristbands. At 4pm the Stablehands came into the basement bar and gave instructions: in dutch, French and English. They showed how to wear the hoods so you cannot see, and explained that anyone caught taking off their hood or peeking would be removed. They explained that if you raised your hand in the air, a Stable hand would come to assist you - this might be to guide you to the bar, the bathroom or to resolve an issue with a stallion. As a mare, you cannot refuse a stallion but you can say stop if you *really* need to. They also handed out red bandanas to indicate that you're okay with bareback. Otherwise the stablehands will check condoms are being used. I should have thought a bit more about what was likely to happen next, as we got the instruction to put our hoods on - and there was something of a mad rush for all the good "spots" in the basement. I hooded up and managed to get a spot on a bench at the side of the room. Not having done this before I was unsure of the protocol and whether you stand, bend over ready or if it was ok to feel around to find and encourage a stallion. Being blinded its adds an extra dimension and any anxiety is amplified tenfold. It was all a bit sudden and I felt a bit out of my depth. Honestly, I couldn't see anything - and with the music pumping - the only sense you have of use is touch. (And maybe smell) So the stallions came down and started to mingle. The atmosphere was highly charged - it is difficult to imagine how heightened it is now knowing what will happen next... The next two hours were exhausting to say the least. Ordinarily I'd write about what happened, but being blindfolded I have absolutely no idea who played with me or what was happening. It was just a two hour haze of probing cocks and utter darkness. The stablehands did a great job keeping everyone in line and making sure the mares didn't remove their hoods. Now being my first time I made two mistakes - number one was not sorting out a 'spot' at the start. Number two was trying to walk/move around the venue. There was a period near the start where not a lot was happening near me, so I decided to try and find another spot - this turned out to be a mistake as I lost my original spot and then couldn't find another. There were a couple of occasions when I detected a brown smell. I had to move away as it puts me off - I was a little surprised that someone would come to a party like this and not be cleaned out properly - especially as there is cleanup facilities in the venue. Accidents can happen, I suppose. So after two hours, the music fades and we are told we can remove the hoods. Part of me didn't want to - but being able to see all of a sudden was a little overwhelming and took a moment to get used to. Thinking about it now, in terms of cocks/loads it wasn't as much quantity as I had expected - I have had better luck on a normal fetish/cruise part at The Boots, but the thing that's unique about this party is the rules, protocol and the atmosphere. There is really nothing like it - it's unbelievably horny - and although I think many guys probably expect the quantity for me it turned out to be the electric atmosphere that made it so special. But it didn't end there - it turned out the barman working the basement bar was an admirer and when the party was over he invited me upstairs to a sling room - it seemed watching the proceedings had made him very horny - and he wanted to continue the fun. Although he was hot, I did find myself wishing I still had my hood on as I missed the anonymous 'cant refuse' aspect. So now I'm back in my AirBNB with various bits sore and aching for all the right reasons... and I'm already planning to go back there for the next party!

I don’t know either, but there’s a lot of that desire going around these days. You are not alone. This might be the only rational, sane and normal reaction to the condition of the world today.

GG park or BV ?

@losolent, you get a lot of well-deserved praise for your long-form stories, but your short ones are excellent, too.

I was laid back in the sling, my legs splayed in the stirrups, blindfolded with the door open, my hole lubed and inviting for anyone who happened to walk past. My hairless cock was rock hard and I was in ecstasy from the poppers I just sniffed, as I slowly tugged at my cock and quietly wished for a huge cock in my hole. It wasn’t long before I heard a shuffle and a thick semi hard dick slapped on my hole. I spread my legs wider, pushing my hole forward and tugged my cock harder. He went away for a second, grabbing some lube and rubbing it into my hole. His cock was fairly large - I felt it pushing into me - he was working it into me slowly to accomodate the girth. I moaned in pleasure and pushed against him as I felt my aaa hole stretch out around the fat cock, and poured some poppers on the corner of my towel so I could enjoy it hands free as he fucked me. He’d worked his cock right into me by now and I was loving the full feeling as this huge cock filled out my hungry asshole. He fucked me deeper and harder and pushed my hips up and against him, begging to be fucked deeper and harder. All the while I was squeezing my ass muscles against his cock, as I played with my own, the thought of thick cum filling my ass driving me crazy. He sped up his pace, fucking me deeper and letting me having the whole length of his cock. He kept fucking me for a while, before I noticed his breath get faster and he pounded into me a few last hard strokes before he stopped, pulled out, slapped me on the ass and left. The door was still wide open, and I was still in ecstasy from the hard fucking I had just received. As I played my cock, I reached down with my left hand and slipped a I get into my freshly fucked - and very leaking - hole and brought it to my mouth. ”Oh god, mmmm” I thought as I tasted the salty, metallic unmistakable taste of hot cum. I felt it leaking down my crack, and pushed it out and felt a huge sticky load run out of my hole and run down all the way to my back. I scooped some of it up and shoved a few fingers into myself as I tugged on my now tingling cock. It wasn’t long before my moaning attracted more attention and before I knew it I felt another fat cock on my lips. I opened my mouth eagerly and sucked as deep as I could. It wasn’t as big as the last one, but still thick. I ran my tongue over his slit as I bobbed my head on his cock until it was super hard. ”fuck me,” I moaned, desperate to feel another cock stretching out my cummy hole. He moved towards my ass, and I felt a finger, then 2 then 3, enter my ass and started finger fucking. I moaned in pleasure as another cock lined up with my lips. He was already hard and slipped roughly straight to my throat. I gagged slightly as he got straight to fucking my throat as what I assume was my previous suitor slipped into my ass. I stopped for a second to take a deep sniff of poppers before returning my attention to the cock in my mouth. He continued his deep throat fucking, all the while my own orgasm was mounting, as another thick cock pounded my ass. I was in total ecstasy at being such a total slut and the attention both my holes we receiving. The thought of another strangers thick load coating my insides drove me right the edge before long. ”mmmm, fuck me harder” I moaned as I felt the most mind blowing orgasm overcome me, my ass clamping around the cock inside it as the top pushed harder and deeper into me and came inside me as I came. As I slowed down from my orgasm, I he plopped out of me, more cum leaking from my hole. The guy whose cock had been in my mouth stopped and removed his cock from my mouth. i was slightly disappointed, but still in my post orgasmic come down I lay in the sling and enjoyed for a minute, feeling my slick hole. The guy who had been in my mouth apparently wasn’t done, and took me by surprise when I heard a grunt, and thick drops of come splattered my face. i smiled and opened my mouth, licking what I could as the rest just ended up on my face. I moaned my appreciation. “Fist me...?” I moaned. “Please?”

always a pleasure to let a full bladder relieve itsself int my open eager mouth

I don't report all my last loads here but Friday night was a good one. Or rather: good ones. My regulars all seemed to be busy so I wasn't expecting anything. But got a message from a guy saying: "Last night in town. Want to fuck a beefy Daddy ass. Interested?" Profile said he was a vers 37yo on PrEP with a rugby build, not much else. Sent along pics of a beefy smooth butt and a thick 6"-ish cut cock and tasty hairy balls. Arrived around 9pm and didn't waste any time. Bearded hairy guy with a great beefy body. Lubed my hole and went to town. Five minutes later he blasted his load in my ass. Tbh I had hoped for a bit longer as I was just getting into it. Surprised me by staying in my hole and a few minutes later started fucking again. 15 minutes or so later load #2. He then settled back in bed and told me that if I was good to him he might give me another one. Started working on his cock sucking him until my jaws started to ache. He flipped me over and started hammering my hole for I don't know how long until he blew again. When he left he said he'd be in touch again when he was in town. Looked at the clock and it was almost 11pm. Then looked at my phone and saw I missed a message from one of my regulars sent almost two hours before just after I got busy with Mr. Rugby. Texted him to say sorry but that I had been busy. Immediate reply: "No problem. But still horny if you're up to it. A "quickie?". That quickie took a bit longer than I thought. Called me a fucking slut when he noticed the loads in my ass. Kept plowing my hole until I squirted over all over my bed (he loves making me cum) and then shot his load. Load #4. Hoped for another one but he said he was tired and needed to get up early.

No is a word that only rape victims use. But seriously, I fuck with a Top that's into BDSM non-con/"rapeplay". I love how the word no is a trigger for him to go harder. Can't wait for his wife to go on her monthly business trips.

Usually I'm honest. But if anything, I take inches off so tops feel more secure.

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 .

Thr one time men can multitask is in a spit roast where the facefucker orders you to "swallow it" and the top orders you to "take it" 😉

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

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

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

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

Part 3 - Eddie The Photographer I was getting real good at this flying stuff and for the first time I was recognised on the flight by the one of the flight attendants, initially I thought the it was due to the modelling until he said it was a pleasure to welcome me back on board. I then remembered seeing him on my last flight, not that I paid much attention to anyone and I thought it was quite normal, you know when you took your seat and other passengers looked as you as they boarded. I didn't know if it was a game of trying to suss out your fellow passengers, strangely I found on this flight I started playing that game and watching the characters boarding the flight struggling with their carry on items. It was quite an amusing game to play and passed the time during the boarding process. I guess the worst part was the three hours sitting their watching the seat in front you, I had my music so it wouldn't be that bad and I didn't have to try and feign interest in the person seated next to me. The last stragglers rushed on board almost laughing that they were last despite there still being several minutes before we were scheduled to depart the gate. Now I never flirted or did anything to call myself out you understand, but he did keep catching my eye, I was seated in row 7 which was 3 rows behind first class and in a aisle seat. His name was Mike and really the opposite of what you expect in a flight attendant, I mean come on, you see them floating through the terminal wheeling their little suitcases behind them. He was much like me a very grounded lad from Texas who showed no feminine traits but clearly his ball was in my court. The more I thought about him the more I remembered him, he always stood at the door during the boarding process and served in first class. A privilege reserved only for the cabin manager, that's what this airline called them. When flow of passengers boarding had gaps he glanced several times in my direction, how do I know that?. Okay I was maybe watching him a little in secret, I thought I was being covert but I was busted over and over as he seemed to be looking at me every time I looked. I could have sworn he even smiled a couple of times when he looked away. Well admittedly he was very nice to look at. Definitely in his mid 20's, striking ice blue eyes that contrasted against his brownish hair that was cut in very much the same fashion as mine, you know short on the sides and longer on top. Other than that he was a standard build and my height. I watched him effortlessly close the aircraft door and start talking to the passengers going through the safety demo. Instead of paying attention to the attendant in front I was more focused on Mike as he went through the his lines without faltering and a little humour that people seemed to appreciate. I was looking at him and trying to put him off, it was a little game of cat and mouse but he looked straight back me trying not to blink and staring me out. I nearly got him but he knew his stuff, when he put the phone back in the cradle after finishing they performed the final cabin check. He leaned over me to make sure the person who had fallen asleep had their seat belt fastened, boy did he smell good I thought catching a whiff oh him leaning over me. "Is your seat belt fastened" he asked looking at me "I need to check it is secure". I lifted my arms up "Of course it is" I showed him. He reached down and pulled the strap tighter "There now your secure" he said quietly with a mischievous grin and carried on. I never saw him again until the curtain was drawn back in preparation for landing an deliberately I left the seat belt very loosely fastened. This time he pulled it slowly tighter and tighter until I grabbed his hand giggling unable to move. 'Thank you for flying with us' he said to me smiling as I disembarked, like the idiot I am I just giggled and hurried off the plane and met my driver who was holding the same 'Tom From Texas', he knew me by know but even he found it funny holding that sign up. After checking in to my hotel I went down to the gym and worked out for an hour and had a good nights sleep. The car arrived at 9am, still dressed like a normal person in t-shirt and shorts I came out of the elevator doors and saw Steve who took me to a fitting room for a suit as they wanted to try something different. Patricia came in to the studio just as I was being ushered in by Steve and she stopped twirling me around and nodding her approval, I felt like a dogs dinner dressed up like this and way out of my comfort zone for clothing, I caught sight of myself in the mirror and was amazed how good I really looked dressed like this. Eddie walked in to the studio with a coffee and just glanced failing to recognise me at first then nearly tripping over when it finally clicked. He smiled and shook his head in bewilderment. When Eddie called he was ready I walked over standing in front of him "Hell you look amazing" he said. "I feel amazing" I replied giving him a cheeky grin which didn't go unnoticed by him. Eddie smiled "That I bet you do" he said winking at me. I blushed and Eddie stood there looking at me "Sorry" I said but he just smiled even wider and waited patiently. Patricia came back in during the shoot and took her time looking over the photos "Brilliant" she said smiling. I looked over "Can I have a look?" I asked from across the studio. She looked up "Of course you can, come over" she replied. Even I was shocked trying to comprehend that I was looking at me "God is that really me?". Patricia laughed "It is Tom, can you see why I approached you at the pool now?" she asked. I nodded "Can I have one?" I asked looking at her "I think my family would like to see one". "Yes, you like this one?" she asked me and I nodded "Eddie can you print this one off please" she called out. Eddie walked over and stood behind me feeling his presence "Okay, nice choice Tom" he said patting my shoulder. Eddie went outside the studio "I don't get what you have done to him" Patricia said to me. "To who?" I asked looking confused. "Eddie" she replied "he seems to really enjoy shooting you and shows a lot of patience. Unheard of". I looked at her "I don't know I just asked him to take it easy with me". Patricia laughed "I just wish I could take what you have and give to the others, make my life easier" she smiled. The rest of the afternoon I hung out watching some of the other models and cringed a little when Eddie lost it with one of the male models exasperated with him 'why can't you be like Tom. Take a break' he said putting his camera down and walking out of the studio. Patricia just looked up and told the model to pull himself together, the model Eric shot me a glance like he wanted to kill me muttering under his breath as he walked past 'fucking amateur'. Patricia hearing what he said ripped him to shreds and sent him away to cool down with a warning that if he did that again he was out. Now I was beginning to understand a little more about these models and how uptight they were, cocooned in their own little world. I called it a day not wanting to see anymore of this or him, Steve stopped and saw me about to leave and invited me out for a coffee which turned in dinner. I tried to evade the subject about my sexuality by subtly changing the conversation. Steve chuckled and eventually let it drop but he knew, his gaydar was pretty tuned in "I like you Tom, hope we can be friends" he said. "I guess that would be acceptable" I replied laughing "seriously I would like that". Steve became a friend who I could talk to in LA and be open with in time. For now it was nice just to have someone here who I could hang out with. The following day I met Steve first thing in the morning for a coffee, when we got to the office we could hear Patricia on the phone in her office then swearing and coming out in to the reception. "Steve, Jacob is flying in tonight he is coming to see me tomorrow" she said looking agitated. Steve nodded "Okay is there anything I can do?" he asked. She shook her head "Just get ready he didn't sound happy. God that's the last thing I need" she zoomed off. I looked at Steve "What was all that about?" I asked unsure if he would tell me. "Jacob is one of the top designers. Usually means shit storm if he is flying in" he said picking up the phone. Everything seemed like a drama and Patricia was running around like a headless chicken for most of the morning piling boxes of underwear ranges in the studio that she wanted me to wear. She gave instruction to Steve and left the office for the day with her busy schedule of meetings. "Where is The Model Called Tom" Steve joked walking in to the studio "this set first" he said handing me boxes. Eddie came over to have a look "Nice" he said then looked at me "get changed Tom from Texas" he chuckled. "Haven't you heard Eddie, he is now The Model Called Tom" Steve said laughing holding the briefs up. Steve stayed around for the morning and brought me lunch in, we sat in the corner of the studio on the floor. Eddie walked in a couple of times downloading photos then reappeared and stood looking at us tapping his watch. I stood up and changed in to some other underwear whilst Steve went off to do some work for Patricia. We were only halfway through the afternoon shoot when Eddie said for me to take a break and handed me a bottle of water. "So The Model Called Tom is it now?" he said swigging his water. I sat on the floor "Steve's new nickname for me" I replied grabbing an apple. Eddie sat down on the floor next to me leaning against the wall "I like shooting you naked". I looked at him "That's very random" I said biting my apple. He looked at me and laughed "Sorry, I just think your body is amazing". "Not half as amazing as yours" I said without thinking. Eddie drank some more water "Are you flirting with me?" he asked bumping my shoulder grinning. I stood up feeling way to horny "Now why would I want to flirt with you. Come on time is money" I said to him. Eddie laughed and stood up "Cheeky little thing aren't you" he said picking up his camera. I put on the new briefs and walked out "Are you complaining?" I said walking past looking at him over my shoulder. Eddie stood there shaking his head smiling "No but I can make you complain in many other ways". I stood there embarrassed knowing he was referring to sex "Not if you take that long to get ready" I grinned. Eddie laughed and we got down to business and worked solidly for the last 2 hours. When he was happy that we had got everything needed he signalled job done. I went behind the screen to get changed, sitting in the chair trying to get my laces tied up on my trainers I knew Eddie was standing there. "I have to admit you make my job easy" Eddie said leaning against the wall. I looked up and smiled "I like working with you and thank you for being nice to me". Eddie chuckled "I wasn't joking about shooting you naked, it's a pleasure to do". I blushed fumbling around with the laces "I wasn't naked though, almost but not quite" I quietly replied. "Fuck you drive me insane Tom" Eddie shook his head "If you were gay I would do you" he turned to leave. I paused for a moment, I had to say it "I am" I said surprising myself still looking down at my trainers. Eddie stopped and turned to me "Did you just come out to me?" he asked looking amused. I stood up hesitating unsure what to say, then slowly I nodded "Suppose I did, or maybe I was testing you" thinking I could back track quickly. You could say I was a walking body of deprived sexual contact and I knew if anyone was going to be my first I wanted it to be Eddie. But he stood looking at me trying to work out if I was joking. Bravely I took steps that would open my world up and walked towards him, I had to do this. What the fuck do I do I suddenly began to think standing inches from his face, without time to react Eddie kissed me and my lips just parted, his lips pressed firmly against mine and for several minutes, they were smooth unlike his stubble. It happened very quickly, the kissing moved in to a frenzy hungry for each other. He moved away and looked like he was having seconds thoughts, at that moment I was also unsure for a few fleeting seconds but my body couldn't resist the temptation in front of me. Our eyes locked on each other 'oh fuck' I said before finding my self latched on to his mouth again and held aloft in his muscular arms, we both collapsed on the floor giggling and still kissing, my arms like octopus tentacles roaming all over his body feeling all his muscles. I had no time to second guess or think what I was doing and so wrapped up in the moment and in his arms rolling around on the floor, we never heard the door to the studio opening. "Uhm, you car is here Tom" Steve said catching us both on the floor embroiled in a kiss. Eddie quickly stood up "Fuck" he said running his hands through his cropped hair. I don't know why but I burst out laughing "Oops" was all I said but Steve was giggling. "Don't worry I won't say anything, he turned to Eddie you know the rules" Steve said to him. "Rules?" I said looking at both of them. Steve nodded "Not in the building" he threw Eddie a key "use my apartment you got 4 hours and clean up after". I sat on the floor and looked at Eddie as Steve walked out laughing "I don't know Eddie" I said. He held out his hand and pulled me up "You weren't joking about it being your first time?" Eddie asked. He slipped his arm around my waist and I shook my head "No" I replied quietly blushing. Eddie took my hand again "I said I would go easy and I mean it" he said guiding me out of the studio. I allowed myself to be taken by him and before I knew it we were a few blocks away from my hotel at Steve's apartment, Eddie closed the front door. His hands touched me in a way I had never felt before, moving down my back lifting my shirt and touching my bare skin. I wanted this more than anything and allowed him to continue. Eddie pressed his lips against mine an kissed me softly as my hands fumbled unbuttoning his shirt and pushing it over his shoulders. I stopped at looked at the unbelievably ripped body adorned with tattoos, his dark cropped hair framing his face and golden brown eyes. My hand running up his chest and along his biceps down his arm until I met his hand and he held it, all the time he was looking in to my eyes. For the first time I stood naked in front of another naked guy in such closeness that my body was burning for his touch, my mouth readily accepting his and then his tongue touching mine. It was unlike our kissing in the studio, this was more intimate and very real, seductive and probing I tasted Eddie for the first time and lovingly kissed with him. My arms stopped moving and rested around his waist, his arm around my neck holding me close, the other around my back giving me a sense of security. I had no idea how long we stood and kissed, being so emotionally bound to each other, my eyelids fluttered and closed my body relaxing in to his. His tongue pulled back from my mouth and he stopped kissing me "Are you sure?" he asked. I looked him in the eye "I want to do this" I replied as he stroked my face "I just don't know how to". Our bodies were pressed together "Put your trust in me Tom, I won't do anything you don't want to". "Okay" I replied, still holding my hand he climbed on to he bed on his knees and coaxed me forward to join him. "Do you know if your top or bottom?" he asked me with his lips touching mine again. I was caught out and had no idea and looked down "How do I know?" I replied and Eddie chuckled. "So innocent Tom, I doesn't matter" he said pulling me close to him again "your body will tell you what it needs most". I nodded and took a moment to look at his body again, his cock looked pretty big and almost the same size as mine except his was slightly wider and marginally longer, both erect and my seven and half inches ready for action. Eddie's face was so close against mine when I raised my head, our noses touching briefly before he kissed me and whispered 'Trust me Tom' again I nodded. His mouth closed in on mine and this time I slipped my tongue in to his mouth causing him to moan and spontaneously wrapping his arms around my body. There was no rush and Eddie allowed me to explore his body, stroking the light hair covering on his forearms the smoothness of his chest and the dark hair the lightly adorning his abdomen trailing down to his cock. My hand felt it, it was rock hard but also kind of soft, my fingers exploring every inch as he moaned softly and smiled all the time his hand gently caressing and stroking my back. "Why me?" I suddenly asked looking him in the eye "I mean I don't have tattoos or big muscles". Eddie kissed me "You are unique in your own way Tom, tattoos and muscle are not everything" he said. I kissed his neck "Really I..." his mouth covered mine before I could ask another question. Eddie stopped then looked at me "You have many charming qualities, you are also incredibly sexy Tom, you just don't know it". Eddie pulled me forward and I collapsed on top of him driven wild by urges to sex the hell out of him. His mouth seeking mine slowly and kissed me several times on the mouth, each time my mouth opening wider until we became joined at the mouth his tongue dancing around with mine. We rolled on to our sides locked together, my leg distinctly moved and rested over his leg. It was as if he was finely tuned to my bodies yearnings. I realised when he stopped the intimate kiss and raised his head I was laying underneath him and he was between my legs. I smiled up at him "How did I end up under you?" I asked sounding perplexed. Eddie kissed me "Your bodies instinct guided us both" he smiled and ran his finger across my lips "Trust me". Eddie seemed very in tune with me and responded to my reactions tenderly kissing me as if to assure me I would be safe and enjoy this. I felt myself letting go feeling his lips pressing against mine again gradually easing them apart and his tongue slipping in to my mouth. Moaning from pleasure he caressed my ass whilst kissing me I was beginning to feel comfortable and it felt right. His mouth slowly began working it's way down my body tantalisingly biting my nipples, his tongue working over my smooth chest and abdomen until he reached my aching cock. Tenderly he kissed and licked the shaft of my cock in long strokes with his tongue before his lips surrounded the head. My eyes opened wide and I gasped at the sensation that shot through my body. I wanted to scream but instead I bit my lower lip trying to control myself, my legs shaking at each new sensation, my body finally waking accepting the true pleasure of sex. His mouth work down my leg giving my body chance to adjust and stop shaking, twisting my legs over finding myself laying on my stomach I raised my head off the bed moaning as he bit playfully on my ass cheeks. I let out a shocked gasp unprepared for what happened next, his tongue probed at my ass hole a most unusual sensation washed over my body feeling the wet warmth. I was not prepared for this didn't know how to react, the more his tongue worked on me I began to feel even more aroused as though my body was telling me egging me on. He was silent moving and kissing my lower back, my ass felt wet from all the saliva he had left behind. His whole body moved up positioning his legs in between mine keeping them apart, his hot breath and kissing at my neck so deliberately delivered caused all my barriers to fall down and I was putty in his hands. Eddie leaned forward "Do you have a condom?" he asked me. I turned my head "No, I.." I don't know why I hesitated but I looked at him as if my eyes could speak. "Do you want it bareback?" he asked returning my gaze and seeing a blank look he asked "sex without a condom?". I don't know why but I nodded "Can we try it?" he kissed me on the mouth. "You must tell me if you want me to pull out before I cum though" he said and I nodded. My body was to anxious for sex to worry about anything, he leaned forward kissing my face and turning my head towards him until our lips could meet again. The look he gave me and the smile on his face melted my heart, I was also aware that his cock was rubbing along my hole. He never said a word, he kissed me then raised his hips and pushed with just enough pressure to allow the head of his cock to force it's way inside. I struggled and cried out at the pain, my ass felt like it had been ripped open but he steadied himself holding the head of his cock just inside 'are you okay?' he asked me lovingly, I nodded 'it hurts a bit' I replied, he kissed me 'tell if it gets to much for you' he said kissing me again. I could feel his cock partly inside me as he gave very small nudges, not enough to see but enough to feel, tiny movements that penetrated me that little deeper each time. I moaned and stifled my cry each time slowly an immense pleasure began to surface mixing in with the pain. His arms moved up either side of my head as more of his body touched mine, my hands grabbed hold of his and he squeezed them tightly pushing his hips down with more force as I let more of him enter in to me. I tried to raise my head but his shoulder was so close to my body I could only lift it several inches off the bed 'fuck' I cried my head collapsing back on the bed breathing heavily and squeezing hard against his hands in a vain attempt to release the pressure and pain. I turned my head and kissed his cheek 'Do it' I pleaded and his mouth covered mine kissing me deeper and stifling my cry as more of his cock penetrated my body. Each time it was painful but less so. Eddie was driving me crazy and I had no handle on what was taking over my body, I wanted to touch him, wanted him to fuck me. His arm secured around my neck holding my tightly as he forced the rest of the cock deep inside me, his kissing continued I felt nothing by intense pleasure surrendering my body to him, my free hand now gripping the bed sheets as if I was going to fall off a cliff face. I could feel every movement his cock made inside my ass exaggerated by the small but firm thrusts his hips were making as he held me still and kissed my neck 'do you want me to stop?' he asked 'please no' I emphatically replied. The adrenaline in my body fighting off any pain completely as I felt the freedom of making love with him. The sensation of his body laying on top of my back, his groin embedded so tight against my ass. The tell tell signs of him fucking me was the movement his ass muscles made with his entire cock deep inside me, it felt amazing. I wanted to scream to the world that I was fucking queer and getting fucked by this muscle stud, but my brain was computing and trying to make sense of everything it was receiving from my body. Suddenly I cried out banging my legs against the bed like a child having a tantrum then silence and my body jolted underneath him. Eddie had some idea what had happened as he could feel my ass clenching tight around his cock and he stopped moving. Eddie stopped "Are you okay Tom, Tom" I could hear the concern in his voice. I raised me head and turned then apologised "I'm so sorry I couldn't stop it, it just happened". Eddie laughed and kissed me "Did you cum already" he asked. I nodded "I'm sorry" I apologised again. Eddie stroked my head "Do you want me stop?". "No, just lay here with me for a moment" I asked of him afraid he would end it now. Eddie smiled and began kissing me again as I continued to lay underneath impaled on his cock. It was a nice kind of dominance he had over me and I felt so much enjoyment as my body began to relax. He knew and took the cue letting my body respond to him this time my ass pushing up meeting his thrusts downwards. He would stop and we would kiss then begin again, repeating this over and over for half an hour. He kissed my neck rapidly 'oh Tom' he whispered in to my ear then grunted and pushed down harder clenching his buttocks his cock seemed to jump inside me before I felt a warming sensation somewhere deep inside my body, his cock twitching several times shooting more seed in to my body, I moaned in excited pleasure feeling a man orgasm just became very real. Gradually I began to feel his entire body weight pressing down on me as he relaxed and kissed my neck, in some way that turned me on even more. He continued to kiss my neck and mouth until he wriggled his ass and began withdrawing his softening cock. Eddie rolled on to his back, I felt unable to move unsure if this was a state of shock of just immense pleasure, I laid there looking at Eddie who looked shaking his head 'Fuck Tom that was incredible', he pulled me towards him and kissed me much deeper than before. I laid there in his arm, my leg across his legs and my arm resting on his chest my hand playing with his nipple. I now knew what gay was being about and my hesitations at last had been freed by him. Eddie jumped up to take a shower his body glistening from sweat. Steve opened the door making lots of noise and poked his head in after I called out to him "Well?" he asked. I smiled "Amazing" I replied "just amazing". Steve laughed "Was it you know your first time?" he asked sitting next to me on the bed. Shyly I nodded and he patted me on the leg "Well you picked a good one" he giggled. "Sorry I made a bit of mess" I said standing up and putting clothes on. Steve stood up "I will help you clean up" he said as Eddie came out of the bathroom and kissed him on the cheek. "Thanks Steve" he said. We cleaned and straightened the bed, it was still early so Eddie and I went off to grab some food then walked the few blocks to my hotel. I didn't really want Eddie to go so I invited him up to my room, he laughed and agreed but told me outright no more sex tonight as my ass is going to be sore tomorrow. We got in to my hotel room and straight away Eddie pulled me in to his arms and kissed me long and deep. "Anything else you would like to explore my sexy boy" he asked. I nervously giggled "Can I you know" I nodded down at his cock. He kissed me chuckling "You want to blow me?" he said kissing my neck. "Yeah" I replied squeezing his ass. We undressed quickly and kissed standing their naked again. This time he held my head in his hands and kissed me very sensually, his hands gradually moved to my shoulders and I felt him push me down gently forcing me to sink to my knees facing his erect cock. Raising a hand I held his cock admiring it for a few moments before I felt his hand on the back of my head pulling me towards it, Eddie looked down at me 'use your lips gently around the head' he began guiding me. To some relief as I wasn't sure where to start 'holy fuck' Eddie giving a sharp intake of his breath as my lips surrounded the head of his cock. Every so often he would pull my head forward slightly so I got more of his cock in my mouth 'use your tongue' he instructed in a wobbly voice. I could see he was struggling with something, little did I know that Eddie was trying not to cum through his own excitement and desire. As soon as my tongue swirled around the head of Eddie's cock his other hand clasped and held my head still, my eyes nearly bulged as my mouth filled with warm slightly acrid and salty tasting fluid, pulse after pulse filling my mouth, choking and accidentally swallowing some of it I ran to the bathroom and spat it out retching down the toilet. Eddie came in and made sure I was alright "Here drink some water" he handed me a glass. I sat on the bathroom floor taking the glass my yes watering "Thanks" I said and Eddie sat down beside me. "Enough experiences for one night I think Tom" he said holding my hand. I rested my head back against the tiled wall and looked at him "Does that mean your going?" I asked. Eddie put his arm around my shoulder "Well that depends if your throwing me out". "No" I quickly replied "I mean will you stay the night?" I asked nervously. "Of course, I am pleased you asked me to" he replied leaning over and kissing me. I looked up at the ceiling and burst out laughing "I guess blow jobs take some getting use to". Eddie laughed and stood up then heaved me in to his arms and carried me to the bedroom laying me down on the bed. He loved holding me close to him and I never left his arms all night, we slept cuddled together, he stroked my chest as I ran my hand along his arm squeezing his muscles. I could have laid there for eternity in his arms, his gentle caressing of my chest soon had me drifting off in to an amazing sleep. The chiming on my phone woke me from my sleep struggling at first I felt trapped then saw the tattoos on his arm and remembered I was in bed with Eddie. I silenced the alarm and twisted my body round but Eddie pulled me on top of him and kissed me ever so sweetly 'Morning sexy' he said continuing his small kisses against my lips. Eddie jumped in a taxi explaining it was better if we kept this to ourselves and Steve. I nodded agreeing with him, some things are best kept quiet and I wasn't really ready for the world to know my business. I would always be grateful to Eddie for giving me that one special night. That wasn't the end of Eddie though, one night was just not enough and as our friendship developed so did our sex, Eddie allowed me to explore with his body and try things. It was through the exploration that I got to know what he liked to do in bed, mostly fucking me in case you were wondering, but also and more importantly he allowed me to discover myself. He never pushed or demanded I do things I wasn't comfortable with. There were times when I wasn't up for exploring and just enjoyed getting laid by him. There was one thing Eddie told me that first night we were together that made so much sense 'You can truly only enjoy sex once you have mastered your own body and for that you need to start with exploration. Only then can your partner understand and pleasure you sexually'. I arrived at Manon International somewhat conscious that I wasn't walking weird as fuck my ass hurt, he certainly wasn't kidding but it made me laugh thinking maybe I should have started with something smaller, on the downside I wouldn't have seen the sexual side of Eddie. The fact that he was considerate and it wasn't all about him and what he wanted was quite a blessing, he let me go slowly, was very tender and patient with me. It was already hustle and bustle people running around frantically, doing what I have no idea, but it wasn't my drama then it dawned on me that some designer was making an appearance. Steve grinned at me from his desk "The Model Called Tom has arrived in the building" he stood up saluting me. "Behave" I said leaning over his desk poking him in the ribs. He leaned forward "Did you spend the night together?" he asked me. I smiled "Why would you think that?" I answered with a question. Steve chuckled "He was wearing the same clothes. I just gave him some clothes to change in to" he replied. "Lunchtime, lets grab something" I suggested to him "Really?" he smiled "That would be great, thanks Tom" he seemed genuinely surprised and happy. "Dude, you just used my real name" I laughed. "Don't get use to it, Studio A Tom" he said "oh and Patty is with Jacob already" Steve nodded to her office. Eddie shot me a smile and wink when I walked in to the studio. I changed behind the screen in the studio and could hear voices from a man who had entered the studio with Patricia, from what I could hear the guy didn't appear to be happy. Eddie popped his head around the screen 'come on bud we haven't got all day' he said to me as I finished buttoning the shorts up 't-shirt off sexy' he said quietly disappearing then reappearing poking his head around the screen 'fucking sexy' he mouthed and disappeared again round the other side.

More than once I have dropped to the floor of the gh booths and licked up all the cum on the floor as well as checking all the used condoms for a load.

Bearded bear here but looking for someone to take everything head to toe incl brows. Show the world what a pig & freak i am

Yes the dark room is pitch black (the clue is in the name I guess). @ballpumper is spot on. No drama, no chat. The condom ‘broke’ and I fucked him nice and deep until I came in him. If you want condoms don’t go in dark rooms and offer your lubed arse for daddy bears to ride. 😈

I was @Steamworks Toronto last night for LIGHTS OUT. Totally dim and darkroom-like sex club. Love it! But you get guys flashing their red lights in darkrooms. I protest loudly to them to shut the damn things off. Darkrooms are supposed to not be illuminated, that's why they're called DARK rooms!!! You'd think guys would get that, and not interrupt hot bb sex happening in darkrooms. Just my 10 cents.

I doubt I will ever find a partner, but at this point I don't care. I just started my life as a cumdump and im not about to stop now. I lived the first half of my life for others and now I am living for me.

When a few years back, I caught my (present) BF, now 'hubby', passed out drunk on the couch on another anti-social, asexual, boring Friday night I wondered what he had been up to, all secretive on his phone. It was pumping out messages after messages that he in his drunken state was missing out on! I got curious and read the last one, lewd as fuck, I scrolled, read the others, all about 'breeding' and 'CUMING INSIDE YOU'. Grindr and Scruff messages and some 'dude' texted his number about 'wanting to breed you bareback' all that kind of stuff. No 'innocent' flirting!! It wasn't the first time I caught a BF cheating, while I, despite opportunities galore resisted the temptations... I had be a romantic dumb-ass serial monogamist and felt once again DUPED! I threw a fit, a tantrum. Broke shit, as is the custom! He was however OUT OF IT and heard none of it. Then I 'came to' and had a sudden 'revelation'! I was getting turned on! Weird! The thought of some random stranger sliding his fat, pulsing cock into my man and leaving his DNA inside of him gave me chills! Throwing off the shackles of monogamy and fear! As justification for his 'cheating' whether consummated or just in the planning stages, he explained that I had sexually neglected him after he got ill and he felt undesirable. Well, he was right. He only found out he was poz because of another serious medical issue. But by that time he had tagged me with his toxic DNA. Well, he is all better now and there were no tears over spilled seed! So I told him: "98% plus of all couples, whether gay or straight would end their relationship catching the other cheating, typically with total hostility and disgust! I however am intrigued! I'm a bit freaky and we could turn these 'lemons' into lemonade!" I wanted to get back in control of the situation. I laid out the 'law': "INSTALL GRINDR AND SCRUFF FOE ME!" I watched him do it. I told him from now on ALL SEX is a sport. NEW GAME! Promiscuity and 'scoring' with random dudes is not just TOLERATED but also ENCOURAGED! We can hunt as a team, together or alone, go to sex-parties and orgies and there will be NO JEALOUSY, no hypocrisy, no regrets, no fear and loathing. Footnote: Your mind has to READJUST from 'conventional to unconventional'. Treat sex the same as you get excited going hunting or rodeo-riding with bros! Exciting, unpredictable and yes, occasionally 'dangerous'. Yes you may get VD but we'll deal with it! And since we both crossed the river into poz-land, all sex is preferably to be conducted BAREBACK. No pulling out! No loads refused! Sometimes a guy is more into one or the other of us. No problem! Sometimes I don't get hard for the tricks he brings in and wants me to join. "You all fuck, I'm gonna watch 'The Big Bang' instead!" I have said that before! Sometimes when they interest me, and they are exhibitionists, I take pictures without really participating. I love the close-ups when the guy's cock slides in and out of my man's ass-cunt and especially the cream-pie money-shots. I save those gems and jerk off to them occasionally on a sleepless late night with a late-night hard-on. My man is better with the camera than me so I wished he would get more into the voyeur thing. Turns out that I score SIGNIFICANTLY more than he does. I have a 'regular' fuck-buddy now who since first 'coming out' into the bareback scene. He has fucked me more than all tricks and BFs before going back into the 80s. A guy much younger than me who is one of the most popular 'top sluts' in town. He is like my best bud, but completely not 'relationship material' just TOO WILD! Tricks 24/7, guys coming and going, you can barely keep up! But my man isn't jealous about my new-found HOBBY. Tells me instead: "I'm proud of you being such a slut!" I return the compliment when he had a good score, and even encourage him to be more assertive without coming across as 'needy'. I really want to whore him out! Make out with him as he gets bred by strangers! Sometimes, before going to sleep we talk our daily exploits, even while we have sex! Gets us even hornier! 'CHEATING' actually brought spice into our lives! I have had more action since I caught him in 2015 than in all the decades of monogamy before!!! All the fun I missed out on!

Part 13; I walked away from the beast that I was over the Full-Moon to be worshipping to look around and familiarize myself with my surroundings as my Master had just instructed me too. I was in this Ketamine haze in this fizzling fuzzy fire red glow moon-lit room; I felt like I was in a completely different dimension, and walking on clouds. I could just about hear my boyfriend calling out to me, but, his voice was very faint, as I was starting to become detached. I took a good look around, first seeing the worktop (mini kitchen) at the back right, then the stacks of bales of hay at the back left. In between these two places is the door, of course. I then looked to the next wall where my boyfriend was hanging, BUT, I couldn't see him even though he was there. I just saw the wooden chairs, and various BDSM items on the floor and hanging on the walls. I briefly saw Sir & Usher sat on the couch talking, with Usher smoking. I then came face to face with my Master again. He did not speak, nor move, but, he began to probe my cunt with his serpent tongue again, just like when I was in the car upon arrival, and outside the door to this room before I entered. I started to moan, grunt, and pant in ecstasy. Master then gave me a firm instruction, but, he didn't speak like normal, his voice was inside my head. I was to climb the plinth, and when at the top lie on my back with my cunt facing him, which would have my head facing the door, and my boyfriend to the right of the room. My Master got up and slowly walked behind the stacks of bales of hay, and, I heard 4 intermittent grunts. He had just shot 4 squirts of his cum into a copper jug. From what he explained to me earlier, that would be a litre of his Demon Juice. But for what purposes would it be used? 👊 He then went to the small kitchen area, and got out two syringes, two tourniquets from the BDSM area, and walked over to where Sir was sitting. - 'L'. - Hail Master. Yes Master. - Take this jug of my t☢️xic cum, these two syringes of Meth, two tourniquets, and go to MY Charlie. I want you slam him in each arm, then FIST him in preparation for the final phase of pozzing from his Master. - Yes Master. Sir climbed upto the top of the plinth. He attached a tourniquet to each arm, and tapped the crease to my arms at the elbow joint. - What are you doing Sir? - You want to be pozzed by our Master? - Yes, YEs, YES, I do! - Well, this is to help towards take you to the final level where you WILL be getting what you truly desire. Now, close your eyes, and take slow deep breaths in and out, in and out. I done this for about 1 minute when I felt a slight scratch in my left arm, then, another slight scratch in my right arm. Then, simultaneously Sir plunged in both syringes. BOOM. Very quickly I started breathing heavily, sweating, and feeling even hotter, and had the NEED for my MASTER to literally FUCK & INFECT me within the next 5 seconds! Every muscle in my body and my CUNT relaxed and were ready to take anything! - OMG, OMG, OMG, OMG, OMG, OMG. - Are you OK Charlie? - I NEED MASTER inside me. NOW. - Charlie, I want you to get on all 4's, and face the St Andrews Cross. - Yes Sir. I got in position as I was instructed to. Then Sir dipped his hand into our Master's highly viral, warm, thick gooey Demon-cum (the BEST lube for the occasion) and commenced the Fisting of my HUNGRY boy-cunt. And not much effort was needed to get upto his wrist in a very short time! Each time Sir went in I felt truly satisfied as he turned, twisted, and fucked me with his hand and first part of his forearm. Each time he pulled out to get more Demon-lube my mind was demanding he go back in, IMMEDIATELY! Sir had now been Fisting me for about an hour and had achieved getting upto almost his elbow, and getting both hands in up to about half way up both arms. At one point he came in line with my face and showed me his hand and forearm. - Well someone is a little piggy aren't they. Look at my fist and forearm, covered in out Master's cum, and your cunt juice, and traces of your neg blood I see, too. - Fuck yeah Sir. Carry on. My cunt feels empty, and I want to be STUFFED all the time. It now been about 90 minutes of my cunt being prepared for an event I had been thinking about for a few years now. Although I didn't imagine it being in such an intense scenario. I looked upto my boyfriend. Our eyes connected; - Charlie Darling. It isn't too late. We can stop all this foolishness, and go home. 🏡

Got to tell you guys about this past weekend. I had heard there was a Cumunion in my nearby area and had made plans to go. I got home very late from work (about 3am) but decided WTF and got showered and cleaned up and headed out. I ended up getting there around 4am and tried to get a room. No luck, they had a small room (I mean tiny) but I settled for a locker. I got changed and took off my chastity penis lock with the small key in my pocket. Backing up, I should also mention that once I decided I was going to go to Cumunion, I wanted to make myself 100% extra horny, so I had been in it for at least 4 days and hadn’t cum in more than a week. So I slid the key in the chastity and unlocked my throbbing cock. It sprang out and the device fell on the floor from the excitement. I crushed my balls to get the attached cock ring to come off. Finally after struggling with it for a few minutes I got my cock to go soft enough to pull my dick through the ring and set it free. I took a quick minute to grab the precum that had oozed from my piss slit in anticipation of this night. I got my poppers and decided let’s go!.. I walked through the bathhouse and didn’t seem much in the ways of doors open and only a guys wandering around. The attendant had told me that there weren’t any rooms, so I knew the guys were either sleeping or tucked away in the backroom or the sauna.. I headed into the sauna to warm up and stayed only a short time once my skin was glistening and my cock throbbing even more. I decided, ok, lets do this... I took a strong hit of my bottle and moved onto the small dark room. It took a minute to get my eyes adjusted to the light, but I managed to make out a good number of guys. There was one couple of guys that were going at it hot and heavy. I could tell the TOP was a muscular guy from his outline and very manly from the grunts and thrusting he was doing as his bottom sucked him off and got drilled hard. I said to myself, I want THAT. I had slipped in and was standing on the side and another guy came up to me and started stroking my cock and getting it hard and dripping again. He was a good looking guy from what I could tell, so I had no problem in him going down on me. He came up for breath and wanted to go off to his room, but I shook my head no. He went down on me again and I felt for his cock. It grew in my hand and got hard instantly from just a quick few strokes. He reached around and started to probe and finger my hole. I kept stroking his cock and he tried to fuck me from the front (I was leaning against the wall) It wasn’t working so I said I had to go. I moved off and went back to the sauna to find some quick privacy. I had realized that I hadn’t lubed up my hole and one thing I know is I didn’t want to fumbling around with lubing my hole if I was gonna get drilled. I sat on the bench and dump a good squirt of lube on my hand and fingered my hole pushing it in deep. Once I was good and lubed, I took another hit of my poppers and headed back to the dark room. Once in the room, the same guy from earlier was drilling a bottom and bringing his cock in and out fully before ramming it back in. I could tell the bottom was in ecstasy. I knew I wanted that cock. The same guy from before came back up to me and started blowing me again. As I was looking down at the guy blowing me, the top guy from across the room pushed his bottom over to my side of the room and plows him in front of me..slapping his ass and saying “Fuck yah!! Bitch…over and over”. Suddenly the top guy as he’s fucking the bottom starts to grab my cock as I’m getting sucked.. He then cups my throat and grunts… He pulls out of the bottom and moves the guy out the way and grabs my dick hard and pulls it from the cocksuckers mouth.. He starts hard stroking my cock again and starts to feel around to my hole.. He feels the wetness of my fresh lubed hole and slicks up his fingers. He dives 2 fingers in and give him access by putting my left foot up on the bench.. He goes in to kiss me and I turn away (and he licks my face and grunts..I’m gonna fuck you so hard”….I reach down and find a massive cock on very muscular bald guy with a very large PA. He grabs me and pushes me over to the corner and starts to try and fuck me.. I climb up on the bench and straddle his cock and bend over so he has full access to my hole. He spits on his cock and the pain from my hole echoes in my head as he stretches my hole wide. I can feel the PA and it going in and out… I bend further over and grab my bottle and take 4 strong whiffs.. I’m in heaven.. He pulls out and spits on his cock and thrusts it in again and again..alll the while slapping my ass and saying “fuck yah”.. He keeps this up for almost 10-15 mins before he slaps my ass and moves off. I’m disappointed no load, but dang what a ride… I’m about to get up and feel another cock enter my hole..I turn around and see that it’s a baseball hat guy I had noticed earlier and he starts thrusting in and out.. I bend over and take another strong 4 hits on my bottle and dig in..we go at it for a while and he pulls out slapping my ass and whispering follow me and walks off.. I grab my bottle and my lube and follow him down the hall to the glory hole area.. after a bit of manipulating, he puts me on my knees on the bench and enters me.. spitting on his cock to get it nice and slick.. He keeps drilling my eager hole spitting on his cock every once in a while to keep it nice and slick.. I push my chest down into the bench and let myself go to his big cock filling my hole with his girth… I take another hit of my bottle and I feel him pull out… I turn around to see what happened and I feel another cock entering my hole..I look off to my left and can tell that it is not the same guy.. This guy is fuckigng even harder than hat boy… He keeps fucking until I go down to take another tap on my bottle..I feel a slap on my ass and thanks and he moves off.. Baseball cap guy starts fucking me again. I’m in total pig heaven after getting fucked hard by the muscular pig in the dark room and now ball cap guy and mystery guy.. I reach down for the first time and feel my cock and its soaked with precum and dripping all over the bench.. I reach down scoop up the pre cum and bring it to my mouth.. fuck its hot.. ball cap keeps fucking me for a good 10mins. After a while my knees are giving out on the hard bench and stand up and slap his thigh indicating I need a break… he grabs his towel and leave.. I look around the dark room and I can see I had gathered quite an audience of 5-6 guys.. I would have let the next one have a turn, but my knees just couldn’t go right now.. I head off and and strolling through the hallways and as I’m walking by a handsome guys door he is entering after just coming from the shower..He says.. “nice ass man”… I say thanks with a smirk and head off to the showers myself.. I turn the corner and I hear him yell out to me.. “I just bred you man..fucking hot!”…it was the mystery guy… I head off to the showers and try to get myself cleaned up for round 2.. I wasn’t done yet…Sadly no loads, but one hell of a night..hopefully this is the right spot for this. It is my first major posting. More to come if you guys like what you read.. The night was the best I had had in a long time and I got what I went there for.. The whole story is 100% true.

Hey guys, Original poster here. Im just gauging interest in me continuing this story. I know there arent many guys into sissies here but I know there are some depraved pervs who could get into a story where one gets totally destroyed! This has been pretty much all build up to this point. Im a big fan of tension. Would love some input. If you want to be a character in the story as one of the perverted tops, send me a message. It would be hot to hear your ideas and try to implement them. Let me know if you would want me to continue. Thanks! I hope some of you have enjoyed it so far.

Part 31 　 My whole being seemed to be on fire. I was lost in the moment trying to get his giant meat to cum down my throat. His fingers doing magical things with my ass made it hard for me to keep still and blow him. I wanted to taste that cum, but another part of me was now wanting that cock in my ass. I knew that was wrong to think of since I knew, now, that he was poz with a very high viral load, but damn my ass was gyrating and in more and more need. My mind was telling to stop and run away, now, but it was becoming only a whisper as every other bit of me was screaming for more sex. I was crazy and knew it. I wanted more and more. The stripper all at once pulled his fingers from my hole making me gasp at the loss and then he just grabbed me and picked me up and laid me down on top of the table. He pulled his cock out of my mouth and spread my legs wide and lifted my ass up and planted his mouth on my hole. His tongue replaced his fingers in my hole and I almost screamed from the pleasure. I reached down with my hands and grabbed the cheeks of my ass and pulled them wider trying to get more of his tongue in me while driving my ass back at him. I was almost berzerk in my thrashing. He kept on and on and then started to insert a finger and then another and another into my hole. My head was rocking side to side now. I was moaning and panting and trying to thrust my ass back to get his fingers and tongue in deeper and deeper. His tongue was dancing all over my hole and his fingers were driving in and out and twisting around faster and faster. I found myself almost yelling at him, "I want your cock in me, please, I need it. Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me now." I looked down at him and he was looking up at me and he pulled his tongue back, but not his fingers, and said, "what else do you want?" I was puzzled and then it hit me what he wanted to hear and I told him, "I want you to fuck me, hard, with that giant cock of yours and.....and fill me with your toxic poz cum." I had had to hesitate before saying that. I still wasn't sure I did, but at this point my ass needed that cock and I was afraid he would stop and I would be totally wild then. He slowly started kissing his way up across my body. His fingers still doing their magic in my hole only now I could really feel them dragging. He smiled as he got to my lips, gave me a huge kiss and then very roughly ran his fingers in and out of my ass dragging what felt like huge sharp nails in there. Then he pulled them out and as he started to push that giant cock in me, he held his fingers up in front of my face and I could see they were dripping my blood. I just stared as he said, "I tore your ass open good. It leaves a much better path for my toxic cum to get into you." He grinned at me and drove his cock in. His lips clamped on mine as I was going to scream from the pain and then I felt my ass seem to tear open more and the head of his cock was in me. My legs went straight out and opened wide to try and relieve me of that. He hesitated a few seconds and then pushed some more and I felt a few more inches go in. He stopped again for a few more seconds and then pushed again. He kept doing that, a very little bit in at a time and then only a few seconds hesitation and the in more. Then I felt the impossible, his balls hit my ass and that whole monster cock was completely in my ass. My eyes flew wide open when I realized that and he leaned back, looking me deep in the eyes and said, "see, I told you you could take it all. Now get ready as I am going to give you the fuck of your life." With that said, he started outward and then inward, just a little at a time to start with. I was gasping with the pain. Then he was going further out and in with each thrust, till on the out stroke he only had the head of his cock still in me, then he would thrust back deep inside me completely. The pain was finally starting to subside. As his movements got faster and harder the pain disappeared and in its place came pleasure, soon to be complete exstacy. I was now shoving my ass back on his cock as hard as he was fucking me. I could help and and was now saying uncontrollably, "oh, yeah, fuck me! Ram that fuck stick in me deep! Destroy my hole! OH, come on fill me up! I want your cum! OMG, POZ ME, POZ ME, POZ ME!" I was out of control. He then then exclaimed, "Your hole is so tight, I'm not going to last long in there. Get ready." I almost screamed, "yes, do it, do it! I want your hot toxic AIDS cum in my hole now!" Then with a few more thrusts, he rammed me as hard as he could and went as deep as possible and I could feel every vein in his cock throbbing as he unloaded his HOT cum deep inside my bowels. He was grunting and groaning his pleasure as much as I was and I felt my own cock erupt again and my cum was spraying everywhere. Then his lips found mine and we lay there in our bliss kissing and cuddling for a long time.

Saturday night I was cruisin and locked eyes with this college aged looking twink. Usually I'm not about the twink look, it's just not my type, but for reasons unknown we just "clicked" from across the room. Small talk led to some fondling and him grinding his denim covered ass against my likewise denim covered cock. We left the bar and went to Steamworks, I sprung for a room and locker and in we went. Little fucker was talking all nasty, telling me how his ass was aching to be stretched, he was hungry for cum, couldn't wait to get powerfucked, etc. Left the door to the room open (I like an audience) and he laid down on the table so that his head was hanging off the edge. I throat fucked him and to his credit, he took the entire length of my cock without a) biting gagging c) struggling I throat fucked him for a bit. I thought he was tapping out at one point so I pulled out and to my surprise, he asked "is that the best you got?". I guess I was being gentle so in his throat my cock went again only I literally fucked his face while working his nipples really hard. Finally got him to gag and spit a bit but that only encouraged me to push down harder with my hips. With his face a beet red and some tears streaming, I backed off. His throat slime covered my cock, a bunch of spittle fell out of his mouth and I had him get on all fours. I ate his clean shaven cunt and pushed my tongue deep in him for a bit while spreading and smacking his ass cheeks. Once I felt he was sufficientl lubed I placed my uncovered cockhead right up against his swollen pucker and he just pushed back. We had 2 or 3 guys watching by this point and I just sunk myself to the hint in his ass. He had good muscle control, squeezed me and was tight but not so tight he struggled to get me in there. Started off with some slow strokes to get him comfortable but again, he started off with the insults and said, "I wanted to get fucked and if you're not up to the task, go away and let me find a real man". Ooookkkkay. To quote Barney on HIMYM, challenge accepted. Started to power fuck him with jackhammer strokes. Kept pulling my cock completely out of his ass and jamming it hard back into his gaping hole. Every time I did that I'd spit on his red and wide open hole and just go all the way to my balls inside of him. Little fucker was still talking trash so I got up on the bed/table with him so that I was hunched over him, pulled his hair back and continued to jackhammer him. More shit talk later I fishhooked him on both sides of his mouth and started driving him into the table with my strokes. I was determined to break him but I would be lying if I said I wasn't working up a sweat myself. Flipped him on his back (he was on all 4s) and face fucked him again to which I got a great amount of throat noise and even more throat slime on my cock an on his face. After some face rape I put his ankles on my shoulders, one hand around his throat and my cock back where it belonged and delivered one of the most brutal power fucks I think I've ever given. About 5 minutes of just hard as I could thrusting with my hand alternating on closing on his throat and then slapping him. Little fucker finally said mercy and that's when I unloaded my nuts inside of his ass. I broke him. I won. My cock was covered with spit, lube and some blood mixed with cum. His hole was a disaster and wasn't going to close up any time soon. Got a few "fuck yeah's" from the crowd that had gathered but I was done. So was he. He thanked me and said he needed that. I told him I had to piss and again, surprising me, he got on his knees, opened his mouth and closed his eyes. Who am I to say no? got his hair, his mouth, his chest...the guy was awash with my piss. On my way to clean up ran into another bottom who wanted a grudge fuck like that but I was spent. Worked the little twink bitch over for nearly 30 minutes. I just wanted to curl up and go to sleep. I was so satisfied from that fuck that I didn't even need to jerk off on Sunday. However 2 days without fucking...not happening. Gonna go cruise Church Street tonight and hopefully land some Monday night mancunt to fill with my cum.