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Daddy’s Cuntboy Part 6 I struggled to respond coherently. “Awww fuck yeah Daddy! Work my hungry cunt!” I mumbled as another of Daddy’s fingers went in my mouth. “Please Daddy!” I begged as my face turned to puppy, remembering the first time I saw the swollen cunt lips between puppy’s legs pulsing at me. “Good answer cuntboy. I knew that slammed up cunt would take control once you saw puppy’s cunt for yourself.” Daddy chuckled and gave my cheeks a gentle slap. “Go on cuntboy...climb back on that sling...puppy, jock that cock of yours and chain him up while I grab some more rigs. Cuntboy’s gonna need to be ready for his first fist.” and he wandered off. Bending over, puppy grabbed his jockstrap and hesitated for a few seconds...giving me a view of those swollen cunt lips. “Shit...” I thought, "how the fuck long has Daddy been working those cunt lips to get them to that point?” Puppy turned around, pulling the pouch over his cock and balls, reading my thoughts. “I met Daddy when I was 22, I’m 26 now.” Helping me up to my feet, puppy cupped my ass cheek and led me to the sling. Then I saw myself in the mirrored corner wall. I couldn’t believe how totally hot I looked. I took in my sweat slicked pecs now fully presenting themselves in the yellow piped harness and I grabbed my tits. My yellow jock pouch strained and I moaned seeing puppy’s reflection as he stood behind me, hands moving down my waist to my pouch, he growled and bit my neck. “Fuck yeah, cuntboy...we gotta get you a yellow swimmer jock and we’ll be a perfect pair...piss and fist for Daddy.” “Awww Man!” I eagerly agreed. “Fuck yeah cuntboy...climb on...” puppy directed. “Slide that cunt down a bit more. That’s it.” Puppy bound my ankles making sure my legs were spread wide open and moved on up and did my wrists. Strapping my bicep, puppy whistled, “That my cuntboy...is a beautiful sight.” and licked it. “Here puppy, slam your cuntboy with this.” Daddy laughed, handing it to puppy. “Fuck yeah Daddy, my fucking pleasure!” Puppy prepped and expertly guided the rig into my vein and slammed me. I felt the chems rush into me...but this time it was more intense...I panicked. Daddy leaned forward. Rubbing my pecs gently, Daddy tried to calm me down. “It’s ok boy, I gave you a bit more than what we’re gonna do. You’ll need it to take my fist the first time.” Before I knew it, the panic was replaced with the familiar deep hunger emanating from my cunt overtaking my body. “Good cuntboy...take my cock.” My head moved to the side and took Daddy’s cock in. “MMMMM....” I began to suckle, feeling the metal ring hit roof of my mouth as my tongue lapped the bottom of his shaft. “OK puppy, give me a slam and then do yourself.” commanded Daddy. “Cuntboy...concentrate on my cock for now.” I continued worshipping cock. “AWWWW FUCK!” Daddy exclaimed, his cock jerking in my mouth from the rush of chems now coursing through his veins. I continued on his cock...anticipating the coming session. Hearing the sounds of puppy slamming himself, Daddy pulled out. "I want to hear you ask for it, cuntboy," “Please Daddy, I want it!” "You want what? I didn't hear you, cuntboy." “YOUR FIST, DADDY! I NEED YOUR FIST! "Where do you want it, cuntboy?" "IN MY CUNT, DADDY! PLEASE, DADDY!" At the sight of my begging for fist, puppy howled..”FUUCK! YEAH CUNTBOY!” and sank his knees. With a wicked look in his eyes, Daddy winked at me and headed over to the toy shelf. Grabbing a large black butt plug, he walked over to puppy. “Puppy, present cunt!” Daddy loudly commanded. Puppy fell to his knees...his slammed-up cunt shot up as the swollen cunt lips bloomed and Daddy shoved the plug in, making sure the cunt lips securely held it tight. “FUUUCK!” puppy moaned with pleasure. Daddy leashed puppy’s collar and led him to the sling, securing it to the chain holding a bottom corner of the sling. “Get comfortable puppy, you’re in for a treat. You’re gonna watch cuntboy take a fist for the first time.” Daddy grabbed a stool. Placing it between my legs, he sat and proceeded put on another pair black rubber gloves. Sinking his hand in the tub of Elbow Grease, Daddy looked up, “Are you sure, cuntboy” “Yes, Daddy, I’m sure” I reassured him. “I want this...I need this.” Daddy began sliding the lube over his hands, “Do you trust me, cuntboy? I need to know.” Lying there, I looked at my Daddy and I knew I did even if we had only just met in person. I knew I wanted to give myself over to him. “Yes Daddy, I trust you.” He smiled, his right hand caressing my ass cheek with his fingers spread across it. "Now you're gonna feel what it's like to be your Daddy's hot little cunttoy." Slowly sliding toward my hungry cunt, “Uhhh...” I moaned as my ass involuntarily rose to meet Daddy’s hand. Daddy’s fingers began to circle my cunt lips...teasing them. I felt my cunt lips spread as Daddy’s fingers began their entry into my cunt...first one, then another two quickly followed. Before I could protest, his four cupped fingers were at the entrance of stretched cunt. “How you doing, cuntboy?” Daddy asked as he teased my cunt lips with his thumb and he slid in to the knuckles. I could feel my stretched-out cunt but there was no pain. The chems had taking care of that. “Shit yeah!” puppy growled, “You’re gonna love Daddy’s fist, cuntboy.” “Yes, Daddy, do it!” I begged. "Oh yeah, CUNTBOY!" Daddy growled, "open your cunt for DADDY! Take a deep breath, here it comes." I inhaled and Daddy pushed... ”Fuck!!!” I exhaled as I felt his knuckles sliding over my cunt lips. I was in ecstasy, feeling my cunt being ultimately fucked and filled. I was out of control knowing that I had just given my body over to Daddy... At the same time, I had never felt so connected to someone as I did at that moment to Daddy. As my cunt lips pulsed on his wrist, Daddy looked at my cunt and smiled, “ Cuntboy, that is one fucking beautiful cunt.” Daddy praised. Spreading his fingers open his hand moved in... my cunt spasmed. I was in heat. “OH GOD! PLEASE!” I yelled, my head rolling back. Daddy balling his fist, pushed a bit deeper opening my cunt like never before. “Deep breath cuntboy,” and Daddy started slowly pulling it out bit. I exhaled and his hand pushed it back inside my cunt. I grunted as his hand moved a bit faster now, pulling back and forth with a twisting motion. I didn’t want it to end. We continued like this for a while...Daddy exploring my slammed-up cunt with his fist as my plugged alpha looked on. Satisfied on my first go at his fist, Daddy pulled out, grabbed a towel and cleaned up his hands. He stood up, and walked up to and placed his fist at my lips. “You did good cuntboy. We’ve got lots of time to work on that cunt. Now look up.” Kissing his hand, I looked up ...and saw my sweat slick body splayed open presenting my cunt.... Taking a closer look, I sighed...my cunt lips were puffy and slightly extended...I was complete.

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 pumped 4 loads of my toxic nut juice into a guest I had over the weekend. A nervous recently divorced guy who said he wasn't into the gay scene. He's a natural bottom, and I think my loads will introduce him nicely to gay life.

Daddy Issues Hey everyone... first post here. Definitely happy I found this place- haven’t really found an alternative for people sharing stories, especially pertaining to this sort of subject matter. Loosely based on a series of encounters many years ago, but ones that I think back to a good amount. Decided to write about it. I was probably 21 or 22 at the time. Names, events, and descriptions have been modified for fun and because I can’t remember everything anyway. I hope some of you enjoy it. -- My stomach felt hot; the type of warmth that twists your gut on an empty stomach with nerves. And despite the beads of sweat dripping down my face, the rest of me was freezing. Standing outside the townhouse unit, bundled up in an oversized maroon hoodie and a pair of baggy black jeans, my hands were crossed and tucked under my armpits, teeth chattering as I waited in the chilly doorway. Even in the dark I could see the steamy clouds of breath with each exhale, and the gentlest draughts sent shivers across the sheet of sweat forming on my face. I was beginning to wonder if this had been a bad idea. It wasn’t that I minded the cold; the cold and I usually got along. But it was distinctly sobering. And the buzz from earlier was beginning to subside, leaving room for the more sensible parts of my brain to enter. And they were beginning to suspect that I was perhaps biting off more than I could chew. The cum threatening to leak out of my hole also raised a good point. My ex, Sam, had been especially rough today. Was I really up for more after that? Shouting at me while he fucked me like a ragdoll, twisting my sensitive nipples painfully until I arched my back and screamed, then stuffing his tongue down my throat as he emptied into my guts and practically threw my clothes at me afterwards... Sam and I... had issues. But he was also my main and only connection. And he liked the money while I liked to party—sometimes even with him. And our openness with one another tended to increase as a function of tina. Like I said—issues. Mercifully, I was spared further self-reflection when the door clicked and creaked open, revealing a firmly built father-figure who stood a solid six inches taller than me. I would have guessed him at roughly six foot two. “Sinking feeling?” I recited from adam4adam, smiling loosely, head crooked off to the side slightly. A grin spread across his face. “Just Chris is fine,” he greeted. “Daniel, right?” I nodded. “Come on in,” he invited, stepping off to the side as the door swung ajar. The contrast couldn’t have been more pronounced as I moseyed on by him. Aside from being substantially taller, Chris was large; broad-shouldered with the beginnings of a healthy paunch. He had the type of body that was once very built but had succumbed to a desk job and too much beer in later life. Atop his head, fiery red hair dotted with grey formed a halo around an emerging bald spot. There was lingering hesitation. But it was also cold and I very much wanted to find some warmth. The husky, broad build attached to the heavy voice was also something of a weakness of mine. So with all this in mind I muted Jiminy and stepped in past the threshold. The instant the door shut I found myself engulfed. Thick, fuzzy arms wrapped themselves around my chest, pulling me close to the grey button-up that draped loosely over the muscle-bear’s torso. Gasping, possibly on cue or as a reflex, I leaned into the embrace and craned my head up, parting my lips as his mouth pressed down on me and pushed his thick tongue inside. Meanwhile, one great big paw found my ass and squeezed my left cheek through the cold fabric, making me jump. He seemed pleased by this—as he pulled away, his face was bright with mischief. “Thanks for coming. I’m glad you could make it,” he growled. “Thanks for having me,” I responded sheepishly. “I’m glad I could come too.” He smirked. “Come on. We’re upstairs,” he instructed, grasping my hand as he lead me up the steps. As he pulled I had to hurry a bit to keep up. Passing the first door on the left, we scurried to the second, at which point Chris shoved it open and pulled me inside. The ceiling lights had been turned off; only the lamps in the corner and on the bedside table were lit, giving the room a dim ambiance. Immediately my eyes glanced to the nightstand- where a pair of old-fashioned glasses sat, their smooth edges catching the low light of the bedroom, making the red of the drink inside blush a deep crimson. Adjacent to it, a pair of syringes nestled together conspicuously. And below, a bag of crystals rested beside glass pipe and a little blue pill. At the sight of the needles, my heart began to pound. “It’s all right there,” I murmured. There was that doubt again. Was this a good idea. It wasn’t much of a question. But it might be a fun idea, I argued, and in many ways that was far more compelling. Either oblivious to my uncertainty or electing to move past it, Chris was already retrieving the glasses. Smiling welcomingly, he offered one. “It’s G. And Gatorade. You said you’ve done G?” I nodded, and reached out to accept. “Yeah. Thanks,” I murmured. Admittedly, I kind of hated G but declining felt rude. And anything to take the edge off sounded good so I smiled politely and braced for the worst. Nodding, he raised his glass. “Cheers,” he said, then clinked and chugged it back in one great gulp with what I assume was the Viagra, inviting me to follow suit. Following his lead, I drank the poorly masked acrid flavour, downing it in two swigs. Grimacing as I set the cup down, I sunk down onto the bed and reached for my shoulders, peeling away the thick layers of clothing I’d come wrapped in. Wiping my damp face against the inside of the scratchy fabric as it slid past my smooth stomach, the hoodie pooled messily on the floor. Meanwhile, Chris licked his lips and undid his belt, pulling the leather strap from outside his jeans as his murky eyes watched me undress. As my pants and boxers fell down around my lightly haired legs, showing off my freshly shaven groin, I could feel the buzz on my skin from his eyes outlining me- tracing over my lithe form as he drew his mental image. Looking back at him, by comparison he was a giant- I was barely five foot eight, with dark brown hair, dark brown eyes, and what could readily be described as a pallid complexion. Where my face was clean-shaven conceal my years, he wore his time with pride. I had no illusions that he was likely close to lapping both my weight and age; if I was a hundred and forty pounds, I estimated Chris at around two sixty. Maybe more. In his forties, if adam4adam was to be believed. In truth, I’d been very surprised when he’d even responded. But then we started talking and he rather directly advised that I was his type. And he was definitely mine. And despite the remnants of tina from a cloudy overcast, I could feel my cock twitch in anticipation. As he sat down next to me, I could feel the bed sag around him, displacing the mattress such that I popped up a bit. Pulling me close, I could see that his pupils were dilated like mine. I smiled. “Been having fun?” I joked. “Yeah, but just by myself tonight,” he replied, then all but dragged me onto his lap. Turning me around to face him, he seemed delighted to find how pliable and malleable my light body was in his hands, and I eagerly bent into his touch. “I’m glad we could fix that,” I returned wanly. He let out a chuckle. Digging his fingers into the smooth face of my ass, he began to peel the globes apart, making me shiver as I leaned against his chest. Then a probing finger touched my wet entrance. He paused. “What’s this?” My heart skipped a beat. “Oh,” I responded nervously. Instinctively my body moved to pull back, but then one of his hands rose and it was futile- like a steel cable across my back, locking me in place. “That,” I said slowly, my mouth suddenly feeling very dry, “That would be my ex.” A moment of silence fell upon us. The hand digging into my pucker pulled back and I managed to wrestle my face to the side. From the corner of my eye I could see him looking at his paw, examining the sheen of translucent cum on the tip of his index finger. To my surprise, he licked it. “Hot,” he responded, then reached back down, gathering more of the viscous fluid that had just started to leak out slowly onto his jeans. Once satisfied, I felt the arm on my back ease up and he let me pull back, only to press the cum-soaked finger against my lips. My dick immediately sprang to life. “Was it any good?” he asked as my mouth accepted the offering, swirling the tongue around his fingertip as he watched me lap away Tom’s juices. As the finger left my mouth, I licked my lips. “It was... alright, I guess. Kind of rough.” “I see,” he returned softly. “You like rough?” My voice hitched. Oh if only you knew, my brain snickered. On the outside, my voice returned coyly, “Sometimes. Maybe. Depends on the other person.” “I see.” Then a pause. All I could really feel was his fingers stroking my back gently. I began to wonder if I’d done something wrong. “Chris?” I asked. “Are you sure about this?” he asked slowly, carefully. “Sure about what?” I echoed. And then suddenly I was facing the bedside table. Following his bicep to forearm to outstretched fingers, I spied the instruments from earlier—specifically the rigs. “This,” he clarified. Oh. That. My stomach knotted. I licked my lips. “I think so.” “Think?” he repeated. Heavy hands stroked my arm, soothing and warm. I nestled in closer, enjoying the arm around my waist. A moment passed. Then another. Words were suddenly tough. I opened my mouth to speak but everything snagged and I gave up, shutting my mouth as I swallowed the lump forming in my throat. “Daniel...” he said gently, nearly making me jump. “It’s okay if you just want to smoke. We’re going to have a good time either way, right?” “I know but...” “But what?” he asked softly. Well, there it was; I wasn’t going to be allowed indecision here. And he had very graciously offered me a way out. My eyes wandered to the loaded pipe. The tina had melted into the lower hemisphere, giving it a pearly look. And in that pearly gloss there was something comfortably familiar to it. But as my gaze wandered back to the pair of syringes, all loaded and set aside for us, my heart pounded inside my chest. Excitement crept upon me. Sucking in a deep breath, I provided my answer before I could formulate a proper case against it. “I want to try it,” I admitted. “With you.” Chris stared at me for a good minute. Slowly, an eager smile spread across his face. “Good.” He almost sounded relieved. With the G beginning to hit me, a clumsy warmth had radiated outwards from my gut and sunk into the extremities where it settled. Messily, I shuffled off Chris’s lap, planting a kiss on his fuzzy cheek as I went. Rising from the bed, he gathered one of the syringes and looked around for a moment, brow furrowed in contemplation, before opening the drawer and retrieving a bright orange rubber strap and a pair of square swab packets. Settling down in front of me, kneeling to keep himself level, he tied the rubber band around my arm. “Make a fist.” Within a few moments, he’d found the vein. Tearing the packet with his front teeth, he wiped the faint bump with an alcohol swab and licked his lips, eyes narrowed in focus as the tip of the needle approached the raised flesh. “Let me know if it hurts. At all. Ok?” I nodded, sucking in a breath to brace myself. I didn’t like needles. Probably the main reason I hadn’t learned how to do this myself. Or done this. Well, that and Sam didn’t like them either. The prick through skin stung but only momentarily. Subsiding as quickly as it came, Chris glanced up at me, prompting me to shake my head. Nodding, he slowly he pulled back on the plunger, drawing a flash of blood. “Anything?” he asked. Once more I shook my head. “Good.” And then he pressed forward, unloading the chemicals into my arm. Wasting no time, he smoothly retracted the needle, placed a cotton-ball on the entry point, and released the orange band from my arm. “Arm up. Hold that. And lie back,” he instructed. Hand above my head, holding the ball in place as told, I sunk back onto the bed and wondered when it would hit me. It wasn’t long. Within maybe two seconds I could feel my skin flush, like I’d suddenly been plugged into the wall and electrocuted. Coursing over my arms, finding my chest and stomach, traveling down into my legs and toes, then all the way up my neck. Like a tingling, tickling fire the burning feeling built in my throat, rapidly reaching a fever pitch and I coughed hard, involuntarily releasing the cotton as I clutched my chest and heaved. With each retching gasp, pleasure ripped through my body, making me shake as I rode the wave. Above, Chris simply watched, smiling from ear to ear as I unraveled in front of him. Whether it was fifteen seconds or five minutes before I regained the ability to speak I do not know. What I do recall is what I said. “Holy fuck.” The remark was whispered as my hands moved on their own accord—up to my face, then down across my chest, and experimentally grazing my swollen nipples. Then they migrated south, detouring at my cock, exploring my twitching hole, and completing their lap by returning to my face. Everything twitched. My skin buzzed. And there was a ringing in my ears that made everything seem so close and far at the same time. “It’s... I can’t... oh my god...” I stammered, panting on the bed. In my head the apprehensions were melting away—reservations disappearing in a maelstrom of heat—leaving nothing but impulse, fantasy, and want. Everything felt like a good idea. Cum, piss, cocks, toys, fists, pain, humiliation- my mind jumped from idea to idea, pirouetting from scene to scene, electrified by the prospect of my current companion holding my hand as we delved into pig hell. Roaring through my mind, the need to be used like a fuck-toy all but raced through my head, liberated from its cage by the chemicals hijacking me. Peeling my hands away from my face, I turned to Chris. “It’s so much,” I whispered. To this, Chris chuckled, spotting his own vein as he aimed the syringe. “Just breathe, baby,” he instructed. “I’ll be there soon.” His cough was considerably less laboured. And as the strap fell away he began to undress, shucking his loose button-up over his shoulders, allowing me to see his powerful biceps and thick chest muscles that were loosely covered by red and gray hair. And, deliciously, a pair hairy armpits that reeked with sweat. Reflexively, I licked my lips. Then he began to remove his jeans, unfastening the button and sliding them past his hairy legs as he removed them with his boxers. He was already getting hard- between his legs sat a chubby cock, nestled in a patch of red hair and two huge, low-hanging balls. Resting his weight on his forearm, he settled on his side next to me. “So,” he asked, licking his fingers before pressing his hand against my chest. “How are you feeling?” The bass tones of his voice were lightened by amusement as his finger and thumb found one of my swollen nipples. Inhaling sharply as he rolled them between his heavy digits, I let out a yelp as he gave a quick squeeze. Finding my bearings, riding the exhilarating pleasure, I managed to suck in a lungful of air. “Amazing,” I breathed, rising from the bed, biting my lip as I took in his full naked body- from his huge hands to his growing dick, to the powerful centre that connected them all. Imagining my holes used like sleeves for every part sticking out of him—a human waste receptacle for his cum and piss. Someone’s boy to use. His boy to use. “Better than puffing it?” he teased, grinning from ear to ear. “Definitely,” I agreed. “Good,” he growled, pulling me close in a crushing kiss. Breathless as we broke away, I felt giddy. Suckling his neck, I moved in close, balancing myself on my knees around one of his resting thighs. I needed to taste him. Reaching gently for one of his arms, I touched the thin layer of fur, then lightly lifted it with his assistance above his head and dug my tongue into his hairy pit. With him palming the back of my head to pull me closer, I inhaled the heavy, musky smell and my body jolted with excitement. Lapping at the sweaty, salty, acidic flavour I drank greedily until there was nothing left and let out a pleading noise. Above, he chuckled throatily and released my face as the other arm rose in an invitation that I was happy to accept. Electing to not grip my head this time, his free hand found its way to my ass-cheeks, squeezing them hard enough to make me yelp as I continued to service him. Between the smooth globes his fingers crawled, teasing my hole as it traced the outside, gathering the leaking cum. Shifting my weight, I arched my back, inviting the finger for closer inspection. Still slightly slick with Sam’s load, his ring finger pushed onwards roughly, making every nerve tingle. But all I could think was more. “Please,” I begged. “Please what, boy?” he teased, extracting the intruding digit only to thrust it back inside. Pulling away from his pit, I looked at the heavy, hungry expression that had overtaken Chris’s initially welcoming features. Something distinctly dark had taken over his face—the same unhinged need the chemicals had unleashed in myself, but funneled through his want to control. My chest fluttered in delight. “I want you to use me,” I whispered. “To fuck me. To fill me.” Studying my face, all twisted with need, his dilated eyes narrowed slightly, his breathing soft and slow. “I’m gonna do a lot more than that, Daniel.” My breathing hitched. “I know,” I whispered. “I’m gonna ruin you,” he growled, burying his face in my neck, sucking the soft skin as he bit down. I let out a groan, feeling the skin tingle as his teeth sunk. Traveling up to my ear, he licked as he went, nipping my earlobe before settling his mouth just outside. I could hear his heavy panting and it made me crackle with excitement. “And you’d just let me, wouldn’t you,” he hissed, digging his finger deeper, coating it in Sam’s splooge, wriggling it to ease it in to the knuckle. “I bet you’d let a hundred guys fuck you if I wanted.” “And then some,” I agreed softly. “Two at a time even, all snug inside your little boy hole, just to make sure everyone’s served,” he growled as he pulled back only to slip his middle finger inside alongside, making sure I felt the stretching as his fingernail scraped against my insides. “As many as you’d want to fit,” I whimpered, revelling in the burn as he worked my hole. His voice made a rumble of appreciation. “Get that hole open, puffy, and swollen. Just oozing with cum,” he hissed, turning his fingers as he spoke. “Running down your legs in streams.” “Stuffing it back inside me with your hands,” I whispered, my heartbeat quickening as the words formed. “Shoving it into my guts with your arm. Cleaning every cock that blows inside me with my mouth.” Groaning, his fingers left my ass and were quickly shoved into my mouth. Nursing them, my tongue swirled around the faint taste of my juices mixed with the salty, musky flavour of Sam. All the while, his expression darkened, his teeth coming together. Glancing down, I saw his cock stood upright, thick veins bulging up every inch of the beer-can shaft, leading up towards a mushroom head leaking pre-cum. Pulling away from the fingers I sunk down, arching my back as my legs stretched to balance my body on my hands and knees. Up close I estimated him at approaching nine inches, maybe eight-and-a-half. Inhaling through my nose I took in the pungent aroma of dried piss mixed with sweat and his natural musky odour. Entranced, my mouth opened, drawing the head inside as my hand reached to grip the thick shaft. Making a noise of appreciation, he opened his legs a bit, running his fingers through my hair and resting them on the back of my head gently. Now, full disclosure—I am far from the best at blowjobs in the universe. And in many positions I frequently have trouble deep-throating. But in the moment, with the tina racing through me, I thought I could do anything and I found myself relaxing my jaw, easing the muscles and sliding down on him as best I could. It was somewhat successful. Letting out a groan as his head pressed my throat muscles, not quite unclenched enough or at the best angle for passage, his shaft slipped and slid along my wet mouth. My glands were working overtime, pumping out saliva as I dragged my tongue from trunk to top, swirling around his glans as I came up. Up and down I went, swallowing the excess spit as his hand guided me with gentle pressure. “Wait,” he grunted. Popping up for air, I awaited further instruction as he released my head and pointed to my crotch. “Bring that ass here,” he ordered. Obediently, I turned around, balancing on my hands and knees. Setting my legs around his thick torso, his back sunk into the mattress. Shuffling along until my mouth was lined up a perfect forty five degree angle with his cock and my ass stood above his pecs, his hands reached up, gripping my ass-cheeks hard as he spread them wide. The bed creaked—reacting to him rising—and I lowered my open mouth back onto his cock as his face pushed into my crack, beard scratching the inside of my cheeks as he dug in. Locked in his powerful grip, I inhaled through my nose, relaxing my throat as I measured the angle and aligned myself accordingly. And then I went slid down, feeling his cock brush against the back of my gullet. Easing up further, the entrance opened, allowing him to push past my throat muscles with a slight raise of his hips as I buried my nose in his pubes. Letting out of a guttural groan as I took him to the root, I could feel the sound vibrate against my ass, making me tingle with anticipation as my throat worked his massive rod. Meanwhile, he paused momentarily to stare at my just-leaking hole, before his wide tongue gave one long, slow lick against my puckered opening, sending shivers up my spine as I fucked my face on him. “Fucking hot hole,” he growled, then dug in, all but mashing his face into me. Scratching around my hole with his beard in the best way possible his thick tongue plunged into the load left by Sam. Sucking and slurping, making my ass as wet as he could as he sought depth I lost focus, tingling from end to end, and pulled up involuntarily to nurse his head. Below, his hips bucked. Right. Refocusing despite the warmth and tingling in my hole, I relaxed once more, breathing through my nose as I took him down. Pulling away from my hole for just a moment, he gave my ass a slam. “Tastes so good,” he rumbled, then dug back in. Slick with spit, acclimatizing to the motion and high as a kite, I got bolder. Pulling all the way up his head, I’d spend a moment focusing there, then lower myself and push past the throat muscles, holding him down as I swallowed around him. Then repeat. Following this rhythm, he’d dig hard, using his index and middle fingers to pry me open as he tried to stuff his whole tongue up my ass. Then as I came up he’d pull back, lapping at the salty cum, spit, and ass-juices that he’d displaced. Punctuating with the odd nip or bite against my cheeks, or stinging slap against my ass, we continued like this for several minutes—maybe five, maybe ten, it’s hard to say. Our cadence was broken by him pushing my waist off his body. “Get up,” he instructed. Pulling my mouth away from his cock, I looked over my shoulder. Face red, he was breathing was hard. “I want you to sit on it.” Crawling forward, I straddled his lap as he sat up. Guiding his cock to my slick hole, his hand grabbed my back and pulled me into a deep kiss, making me taste the mix of his spit, my ass, and Sam’s salty cum as he pushed his tongue into my mouth. Meanwhile, my hand gripped his slippery cock, holding it in my hand as it rubbed against my entrance. Briefly, Chris pulled away from the kiss. Reaching over to the bedside table his arm dug haphazardly through the contents of the drawer until he retrieved a tube of silicon lube and a small bottle of poppers. Popping the lids he greased his shaft and held the poppers below my nostrils, encouraging me to inhale. As the heat blossomed in my chest it mingled with the existing high and made my whole body shiver, muscles melting into putty. Meanwhile he capped the poppers and set them aside, placing his hands back to my sides. “Breathe and sit,” he commanded, then sunk back onto the mattress, placing his hands on my waist to hold me in place. Slowly, I began to lower myself. Despite being wet with spit, lube, and cum, it still took effort to accommodate him. Pushing past the sphincter, he slid in, stretching as my muscles groaned and ached at the intrusion. Gasping, I set my hands on his stomach, shutting my eyes as I took a deep breath. “It’s so much,” I whimpered. “I know, baby. Just breathe,” he encouraged. It was a slow process—I had no doubts that my guts had been roughed up but in a twisted way it made me want it more. Below, he’d stroke my sides reassuringly, telling me how good of a boy I was as I slid down inch by inch. Finally I felt it—the pubic hair rubbing against my pucker. I opened my eyes and glanced below. “It’s all there,” I breathed. “I know,” he confirmed, grinning from ear to ear. “How do you feel?” he asked. I shifted my hips. “Full,” I said blithely. “Very full. But good.” “Good,” he echoed. Reaching to the side, he retrieved the poppers. “Take some,” he instructed, handing them off to me. “I’m going to start moving.” Nodding, I uncapped the lid and took two long, heavy inhales on each side and focused on the feeling in my ass—each inch stretching my hole around him. In time with the heat spreading through my body, his hands returned their grip to my waist making my hips shift—as if doing so would help him get in further. Above I closed the bottle and tossed it aside. Pausing to appreciate the depth, we both stared at each other for just moment. Then slowly, I raised my hips only to come slamming down on him as his vice-like grip pulled at the exact moment his hips jerked in a brutal thrust. Establishing this as our rhythm, my legs rose once more. On cue, his legs pumped as his arms yanked me back down. Letting out a cry, I settled into the pace, holding onto him as we pushed onwards. Buried so far down that his balls slapped up against me as he pounded, my cock was only half-hard from the tina but it didn’t stop it from leaking pre-cum all over his stomach. Battering my prostate, all but forcing the fluid out of me, he drove in harder and harder with every shove. More. Please, God, more. All the while, Chris kept his eyes locked on mine, growling intermittently as he fucked Sam’s cum deeper into my ass. “Fucking slut,” he snarled, his hips lurching as he buried himself into me. “Seeing someone before me.” Another thrust, making my guts stretch as I gasped. “Took his load.” Thrust. “Then came right here for more.” Another thrust and I found myself breaking apart, dissolving into whimpers on top of him. “Yes,” I moaned. “Could have just come here,” he growled. “Instead made me wait all fucking day for you. But you needed his load, didn’t you?” “I did,” I gasped. “Sleazy, slutty boy. Coming over with some man’s load up your ass. Just can’t help yourself.” I couldn’t make words. He was so deep. Practically punching my prostate with his cock-head, I let out a noise halfway between a gurgle and a groan, covering my face with my hands as he took control of the pace. “Isn’t. This. Better.” Each word was punctuated with a brutal thrust. Knocked off balance, I threatened to tumble over and was forced me to lean forwards, pressing my hands against his pecs for support. “So much better,” I wailed. “Fucking right it is.” And with that, he gripped harder, digging his fingers into my sides—I had no illusions there would be bruises later—and pushed our combined weight forward. Letting out a yelp as I toppled over, my back hit the mattress. Then he gathered my legs and pulled them above his shoulders, dragging me up so he had a forty-five degree angle to drive into my hole. I couldn’t tell you how long he fucked me like that for—I just remember holding onto the bed and moaning as he pumped in and out of me, rocking my hips to meet his thrusts because I couldn’t get him far enough inside me. And then the furrowing of his brow as he shut his eyes and grit his teeth, signalling the end of the moment as he let out a guttural roar, slamming into me as far as he could. Inside I felt the delicious wet warmth spread inside my ass making my heart race as my legs squeezed him and my arms came up to hold onto him. My face buried itself in his neck. Being careful not to crush me under his weight, Chris came down, eyes shut, propping himself up on his forearms for support. My stomach was wet. More precum had been fucked out of me. I was even almost hard. And as we pulled away, and he opened his eyes, his mouth parted slightly, panting, studying me. “Slut,” he said softly. Through laboured breathing, I nodded. “My slut,” he corrected. And with that remark we reached a mutual understanding—that this was the price of admission for more. Gazing up into his murky blue eyes, my breath caught in my throat. Covered in our mingled sweat, skin pulsing with electricity, heart racing with chemically induced emotion, we both already knew my answer. “Your slut,” I agreed.

“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.”

Last Thursday I was feeling pretty cockhungry so decided to whore out at the one of the local bookstores. As mentioned before, when in a super slutty mood, I like to find one of the darker booths and just back my ass up to the gloryhole. No questions are required or asked. That night ended up having an above average amount of guys willing to not only fuck, but do so raw. One guy pulled me out of the booth and fucked me in the hallway. I tend to prefer to stay anon, but he was a fucking hot punk type and had no hesitation saying "yes" when I asked if I could wear the pup hood as he rawdogged me. When all was said and done I had at least 4 loads in my hole (maybe more). I went to a private booth to bask in my filth and felched out a bit of the bounty to sample (even scooped some of my drippings off the floor, which is a first to be honest). I closed out the store at 2AM and somehow a piggy friend's ears must have been burning because I got a message on NKP asking if I wanted in on a threesome? I asked him should I shower and clean out, and he answered correctly with "hell no". So I grabbed some gear and ended up spending the majority of the time in the sling getting destroyed by our equally piggy younger friend with a huge uncut slab. Everyone very much enjoyed my very loose, very full hole and I was very grateful of the timing. I drove the younger guy home and ended up hitting one last bookstore (the REALLY dirty one) on the way home just because it was along the way and because I could use a topping off. Sadly no more nuts, but did have a guy almost fist me but I was a bit too sore from the shenanigans. This was an exceptionally productive night across the boards and one I needed badly. Enjoy some media from the festivities. Woof! .

Part 9 - 21 Years In The Making Maria called out from the open door asking if I wanted breakfast before she started cleaning. I sat down at the island in the kitchen and ate some fruit and yoghurt chatting away with Maria then helped her clean the lounge by our bedroom. At midday I received a text from Mike telling me that Steve had arrived and they were setting off having picked up Sean from the diner as he worked an early shift. It was a good couple of hours from the airport side of Dallas where they were. I was about to go for a swim when the there was a knock at the front door. Maria was already there and signing for a delivery, she held a couple of parcels in her arms and walked in to the family room. "Tommy, you have parcels here" she called out. I wandered in carrying a towel "Who are they from?" I asked putting the towel down on the counter. Maria shrugged her shoulders "I don't know there is no sender details". Curiously I looked and saw it was send from a depot in New Jersey "That's strange I don't know anyone there". Maria looked at me "Well someone knows you, but why it has been sent without a return address?" she asked. Well curiosity got the better of me when Maria handed me the scissors to undo the smaller parcel. I remove the packaging to find a white shoe box, on the lid was two highly embossed black letter J's back to back. I must have broken the world record in smiling as Maria laughed seeing my face light up. Everything clicked in to place and I knew who the anonymous parcels were from, eagerly I opened the box to find a pair of running trainers, pale green and white in colour with the two letter J's embroidered on. There was a little hand written note inside that I read 'From my new range'. Silly I know but just that note brightened my day. "Those are a fine pair of trainers looking at the quality" Maria said rubbing my head. I looked up at her "It's not the trainers, it's who they are from" I said and she nodded and smiled. "This one is from the same sender" she said handing me the bigger parcel. Removing the outer packaging it was a much larger box, again white in colour with the two letter J's on the lid, removing it I unfolded the lining paper to discover a black suit with another hand written note 'TFT tailored just for you and some other bits. Happy birthday, J M E'. I smiled reading the note, it meant the world to me as he hadn't forgotten me, I knew exactly who the E referred to on the note. Lifting the suit up there was boxes of underwear and 4 polo shirts in different colours. I picked everything up and took it back to the bedroom and left them on the bed for now. Returning to have my swim I spent nearly an hour enjoying the cool water in the pool as the heat of the afternoon was encroaching and getting very oppressive meaning there was a storm looming somewhere on the horizon. Standing on the doorstep the car pulled up, Steve was the first out and run straight for me leaving the car door open, he kissed me and hugged me tightly clearly happy to see me. Mike walked over with Sean who was gobsmacked looking at the ranch house in a world of his own taking everything in. Sean was a bundle of nerves and felt way out of his comfort zone, I wasn't going to let him feel uncomfortable so I walked up to him and planted a big kiss squarely on his lips and held him. "I'm so glad you came Sean" I said to him watching his amazing smile appear on his face. "Thanks for inviting me Tom" he said. "And don't worry we will look after you" I assured him, taking his hand we walked in to the ranch house. Sean looked around "Is he not here?" he asked seeing a confused look on my face "your step-brother" he said. "Oh, no he is working, he will be back around 6pm" I replied then stopped "Why are you interested?" I asked. Sean chuckled "No, I mean not in that way. Mike said he was pretty sexy wanted to see for myself" he said. I laughed "Yeah he is" I said putting my arm around his shoulder "very very sexy, what else has he told you?" "That he is pretending to be straight" Sean replied looking at the grin on my face "Oh no you haven't?". I knew what he meant "Oh yes, he is my step-brother" I laughed sounding ridiculous and emphasising the words. Mike came up behind us "What are we doing then?" he asked slapping our asses. I suggested sitting out by the pool which everyone agreed to as a nice way of cooling down and relaxing as they had all had busy weeks. Lucky them I thought showing them in to our bedroom to get changed, Steve was first to notice the boxes on my bed. "They arrived then" he said looking at the trainers. I walked over to him "Did you know about this" I asked seeing him nod. "Yes, I had to discreetly send your measurements to Jacob. He still thinks about you, so does Eddie" he replied. Steve hugged me "Thanks Steve. I thought they would have forgotten about me". "No way, put them on" he said nodding to the trainers "give me your phone". Steve took a photo of the trainers and posted it on my twitter feed "Marcus asked me to do this" he said. I saw a response come straight away from a Joshua_Medina 'Can't wait to try them on :))' so he was following me and quite avidly so it seemed. Steve asked who it was and I told him he would meet him tomorrow as an old school friend of mine. Mike looked at his profile picture 'gay' was all he said slipping in to his swimwear. Sean sat on the bed looking a little embarrassed and without saying a word I pulled a pair of trunks out from my chest of draws and handed them to him 'You can keep them' I said quietly to him. I made sure during our afternoon that Sean was well looked after and included, after all I had some idea what he was going through. Maria produced a jug of homemade lemonade and fruit, Sean was quite happy swimming around with me in the pool, Mike poured a couple of cups and brought them to the side of the pool. We had no idea where time went, Brad came out of the bedroom French windows on the terrace smiling, he had already changed out of his works clothes and seeing Mike and Steve he went over to say hello. "And who is this?" Brad asked walking towards Sean who was standing very close to me in the pool. I pushed Sean forward "This is Sean, and this is my step-brother Brad" I said "say hello nicely you two". Sean blushed and held out his hand to Brad who took it, he could feel Sean tugging "Don't you dare" he grinned at Sean. "Don't do what?" Sean replied looking all innocent gripping harder on Brad's hand. Brad laughed "Your so brave" he said mocking Sean who in turned pulled Brad forward in to the pool. Sean tried to escape but Brad had hold of him in a frontal bear hug until he apologised and Brad released his hold on him. Brad climbed out of the pool and took his shorts and t-shirt off he looked over at Sean 'I like you' he said grinning at him and grabbing a towel to wipe his face. Sean certainly cut a figure in the pool I noticed and so had Brad. I pushed Sean to the steps telling him we need to get dry and cleaned up for dinner, exiting the pool Brad passed us both a towel and kissed me on the lips giving Mike the opportunity to wolf whistle whilst Steve and Sean looked on confused at the situation. I took Sean in to the bathroom to shower "Your really a nice guy Tom, I'm so glad we met" Sean said. I leaned against the sink watching him stand under the water "Same here and Brad likes you" I said. Sean smiled "No ones ever been this nice to me before, they all think I am rough trade" he admitted. Brad walked in to the bathroom "Sexy rough trade" he said, Sean quickly covering his cock embarrassed. I laughed "Don't mind him" I said "anyway people are to quick to judge Sean" I said as Brad took his clothes off. "Do you mind?" Brad asked me. "No, I should tell you we slept together last weekend" I said being truthful to Brad. Brad smiled "Not so innocent are you" he said stroking my face "And your not so innocent either" he said to Sean. Sean stood aside as Brad walked in to the shower standing close to him "Mind washing my back?" he asked. I left them to it and went back to the bedroom "Did he get in the shower with Sean?" Mike asked. "Yes, quite proud of him, he is beginning to really embrace who he is" I replied sitting on the bed. Steve looked up "Who Brad or Sean?" he giggled "That's one threesome I wouldn't mind". The one thing Brad and I had discussed was about having a type of open relationship that he had heard gay people did. Yeah that completely threw me but he stipulated it was only open as far as we were both involved, I felt more comfortable about that idea rather than just being open completely. My stipulation to the rule was no women and he laughed and said he was done once and for all with Melinda. Brad and Sean returned from their shower as I was putting the polo shirts away in the closet. I called Sean over and gave him a JJ polo shirt since I had collected quite a few of them now and they were cluttering up my closet. He was close to welling up at my generosity and out of thanks he said he would wear it tomorrow at my birthday dinner. The evening was pretty noisy with lots of chatter and laughing. Steve and I left the rest having coffee whilst we went for a short stroll mostly to catch up on things in LA, he was good for the gossip and he didn't disappoint. Eric's contract expired and wasn't renewed and he was shown the door. Patricia was at wits end being bombarded by requests for me to model, he did confide in me that her profit forecast had dropped by 20% mostly due to me. As bad as the terms were I did kind of feel sorry leaving things in such a mess. Steve stopped and told me that she has found my twitter page and was following it, Eddie has refused point blank to shoot for her and Jacob has terminated their agreement. I wanted to hear more about Eddie but Steve cautiously evaded the question. We started walking back to the house and he told me that Patricia had suspected he would be seeing me this weekend. I looked at him "That's not all is it?" I said putting my arm around his shoulder. "No, she asked me to fish around and if you would model again" he said "I have to report back tomorrow". I chuckled "So she hasn't fired you for seeing me then?" I asked. Steve laughed "No, she would be lost without me and she knows it" he replied "would you ever consider it?". I stopped walking and looked at him "To be honest I have put it all behind me Steve" I admitted to him. He smiled "You have no idea the publicity storm you caused going in to JJ's in Dallas last week". I smiled at him and continued walking "I don't want to know" I said "I'm happy here". Steve chuckled "Well let's just say she was annoyed, livid, probably angry you weren't hers" he said. "I do miss it a bit. I mean it was fun and I met some amazing people" I said slapping Steve's ass. "This Brad and you thing serious then?" he asked answering his question "Mike says it is". I kissed him on the cheek "Getting there I think Sean being here may help a little more". "Yeah, he is so god dam straight looking and attractive for a young guy" Steve confessed entering the house. Steve grabbed hold of me "She wants you modelling for her Tom, just adhoc, nothing contractual" he emphasised. "I'm not saying no, but I just don't know yet" I said "she didn't believe me about Eric and that hurt". "Okay enough of that I have done my bit now lets enjoy this weekend" Steve said joining the other three. It was way past midnight when we decided to head to bed, Seth and my mother had arrived back home from their date night and were pleased to see Mike and Steve and thought the world of Sean and his over politeness until Seth told him to act normally. Brad showed Mike and Steve to their room in the main house and I took Sean back to the east wing. "So Joshua comes tomorrow and you and he will bed here if that is okay with you?" I asked him. Sean smiled "Yeah I can crash anywhere" he said. Brad walked in "Oh your not sleeping here come on" he said dragging Sean up from the sofa. "No it's okay really" Sean protested but was not winning. "Here you take my bed I will sleep with Tom" Brad said pointing defiantly to the bed. "Okay dude you win" Sean said chuckling. Brad looked over at Sean "If you get lonely you can hop in with us". "Brad" I said shocked and amused by his complete change "I'm sorry Sean" I giggled. Sean grinned and shrugged his shoulders getting in to Brad's bed. I climbed in to my bed and Brad picked up the book and put it down next to me, I tried to protest that it was late but I couldn't say no to him. He snuggled down and I started reading, Sean leaned up in bed looking over at us for a few minutes. He slipped out of bed and came round to the other side of me jiggling his way in to bed. I ended up with both their head leaning against my chest, arms around their necks trying to hold the book steady. I continued reading and Brad turned the pages for me, Sean was obviously knackered and he quickly fell asleep against me. Brad took the book and placed it at the bottom of the bed, I leaned over and turned the light out. By morning I was cuddled up to Sean and Brad was spooning me, being stuck in the middle of two hot guys was literally hot, pushing the sheet down in an attempt to get some air around my body to cool me down I was trying to be discreet so not to wake them. It was already 10am my movement had stirred Sean and he pushed his chest up closer to me, his arm laying across me and on Brad. My phone started ringing and I quickly tried to pick it up leaning across Sean I grabbed it and answered the facetime call from Mike. "Are you awake, we are?" he asked still laying in bed "happy birthday The Model Called Tom" they both shouted. For a moment I had forgotten "Thanks guys" replying I held the phone away getting all three of us in shot. I heard Steve screech "No you didn't" he said laughing at the sight of us and waking Brad up. "I need to go swim I am so hot stuck here in the middle" I said to Mike and Steve. Steve nodded "Meet you at the pool in 5" he said and they hung up. So I tried to get out of bed by going towards the bottom but Sean and Brad thought it would be funny to hold my legs and keep dragging me back every time I nearly made it to the end of the bed. Brad managed to flip me over on to my back and Sean straddled me holding my arms down. He leaned forward 'Happy birthday' he said and kissed me on the lips giggling. Brad pushed him off and had his turn 'Happy birthday sexy' he said moving his head closer, our lips meeting and kissing for several moments as Sean sat there making funny noises. Brad let me go then slapped Sean's ass. I was laughing so hard I forgot what I was doing until Mike walked in and came to my rescue helping me escape them. I ran out naked and jumped in to the pool then heard splashes behind as Brad and Sean followed me out. Steve stood there and whipped his trunks off 'What the hell' he said, Mike pulled his down and jumped in. Everything felt different and a certain fun had returned, something that seemed to have been amiss from my life and between Brad and myself for ages. Maria came outside wishing me happy birthday and set breakfast up for us on the terrace, it took a while before she realised we were all naked and threatening to take pictures of us if anyone got out before she was done. Hungry wasn't the word when we sat down and ate finally, I sent a text to Joshua making sure he brought some swim wear with him, he sent a reply confirming he would and he was leaving his parents now. Mike was excited to meet the guy in the flesh and find out if he was gay. I had cards from each of the guys, Steve had managed to wrangle some CK shirts from a shoot which were amazing, not as good as Jacob's of course but still they fitted me perfectly. I had made it clear I didn't want gifts from anyone just them here celebrating was enough. Seth and my mother popped by wishing me happy birthday and handing me the only present I asked for, a new phone. They were heading out for the day and would be back later in the afternoon for the birthday dinner. A little while later Maria appeared telling me a car was pulling up, I jumped up and ran to the front door and opened it just as Joshua got out, he looked even sexier in his tailored shorts and casual shirt. I ran over and hugged him as he wished me happy birthday. "Come on, let's go meet the guys" I said but Joshua held back. "Tom" he said and I turned to face him "I don't want things to be awkward or you to find out from anyone else". I smiled and grabbed his hand "Joshua" I said and he looked me in the eye "Be yourself here" I said. He smiled and walked with me in to the house "Bit nervous meeting your friends" he said. "You know Brad" I said, I didn't want to tell him everyone here is gay, he had to find that out himself. Brad was in the family room getting coffee "Hey Joshua, nice to see you out of your business suit" he smiled. "Hi Brad" he stumbled blushing looking at Brad "you certainly look different with no clothes on" he said. "Guys meet Joshua" I said taking him out side "Joshua this is Mike, Steve and Sean". They each came over to say hello, Sean as usual his shy self hung back. Mike, Steve and I saw it straight away, the moment Sean and Joshua clapped eyes on each other it was like the 4th of July between them. Both being coy and probably feeling attracted to each other beyond reasoning. It was to be frank quite amazing seeing this happen in front of your eyes, they shook hands awkwardly trying to avoid each others gaze. "There is you answer" Mike said winking at me. I seized the opportunity "Joshua want to help me with the picnic" I suggested. "Yes, of course" he said beaming at me passing Brad as we walked inside. "Here" I handed him the hamper basket "you okay, now you have met them?" I asked. Joshua looked at me "Tom, I feel a little silly" he started saying "but Sean... is he gay?" he asked in a hushed voice. I handed him napkins "Why do you want to know?" I asked waiting for him to reveal himself. Sean looked out to the terrace "The way he looked at me just now" he replied not giving anything away. "He seemed to fancy you" I replied passing deli meats to him "Do you fancy him?" I asked. Joshua paused for a moment then looked at me and nodded "Yes" he replied staring at me waiting for a response. I wrapped the bread and handed it to him "He is single, and an amazing person on the inside". I could see Joshua smile "Thanks" he said packing the bread in the hamper basket. "For what?" I asked holding up the salami and chorizo "Italian or Spanish sausage" I grinned. Joshua turned to me "For not judging me" he said "Umm never had either" I could tell what he was thinking. I laughed waving the sausages "Both I guess" I said handing them to him. Joshua held the sausage up and looked at me "So which do you prefer?" he asked looking at me waiting. Chuckling at him "Put them in the basket" I said watching him "Chorizo" I replied and winked at him. Joshua picked up on my response and almost like a different person he immediately began opening up. We continued to chat and pack the hamper up, outside Brad and Sean were certainly hitting it off sat on the terrace talking, clearly you could see Sean gazing at Joshua standing next to me in between conversation. I considered for a moment playing matchmaker but thought it might be pushing Joshua or Sean to far. Through all the things that had happened I really had forgotten how much I actually liked him in high school, we sat together in several lessons but it just goes to show you never really know someone until you are out of school. "I am sorry, you know for all the time at school and I never really spent with you" I said to him. Joshua looked up surprised "I guess outside of class we had our own friends. Anyway you was popular" he said. "Popular?" I asked looking at him "you will need to explain that" handing him some cheese. "Brad and you always had girls flocking around you both, you two really stuck together" he explained. I chuckled "He was looking after me, living way out here we just bonded, rather to well it would seem" I told him. Joshua nodded "Yeah I guess so" he stopped looking at Brad "It makes my day when he comes in to the bank". "Who Brad?" I asked and he nodded, I smiled looking at Brad. Joshua looked at me "What about you, I mean you must have guys clammering to bed you?" he asked smirking. I smiled "Well there was a photographer" I said then stopped "this conversation is for another day Joshua" I said quietly. Joshua took me by surprise as if he knew something was under there and hugged me "Sure, I understand" he said. He smiled "Does that mean we will see each other. I mean as friends" he quickly corrected himself. "Of course, anyway I want to see how things progress" I replied winking at him. Joshua looked confused "What things?" he asked me closing hamper lip. I smiled "Just things" I said placing the rest of the cheese in the fridge "Come on to the SUV with the food". I wanted to tell him about Brad but decided it was best if Brad made the move when he was ready to tell people or if they caught us kissing, since Joshua's arrival Brad had played it down a lot. We loaded the SUV with the hamper basket and Joshua asked where we were actually going. Stupidly I hadn't told him so pointed out towards the trees and told him about the shallow Medina river that runs through here and it is a place Brad and I escape to during the summer. Brad and the others appeared carrying blankets, towels and a couple of books. I laughed and told him we probably won't be reading. I tried to deliberately put Joshua and Sean together but Brad insisted Joshua sit up front with me whilst the 4 of them squeezed in to the back seat. We walked through the small line of trees in to the open bank fronting the river, Steve, Sean and Joshua all gasped at how beautiful it was here, leaving the hamper in the car for the moment we set up camp on the banks of the river and proceeded to walk a couple of miles following the river and wading in the water. We hadn't gone 50 meters until Brad came by my side and took my hand. Joshua looked on stunned seeing the look Brad gave me as we walked. Steve chuckled and bumped against Joshua knowing he was trying to figure out what was going on between Brad and myself. Joshua deliberately slowing Steve down to get out of earshot from us. "I thought Brad was straight" he said to Steve. Steve put his arm around Joshua "They have been in love for years, just afraid to show it" he said. Sean turned and stood there "Come on you two, stop gossiping" he waited for Joshua and Steve to catch up. They quickly made eye contact and looked away trying to hide whatever they were feeling. Joshua made idle chat with Sean bringing up the rear of the group some 5 meters behind us. Joshua stumbled slightly on a sharp pebble in the water, his hand brushed Sean's regaining his balance. Neither looked at the other as Sean purposely brushed his hand against Joshua's, all you could hear was Joshua laughing. I turned back and smiled, I could see that relationship working as they already had a spark that was unlike anything else I had seen except for Mike and Steve, but that was just outright flirting to start with which developed very quickly moving to the bedroom. Returning to our spot after walking for several hours we sat down and enjoyed our picnic sitting in the sun dangling our feet in the river. Sean was the one who picked up the book and came and sat by me pleading to read a chapter. Mike and Steve wanted to walk the other way up river so they trotted off, we got comfortable and Brad sat behind me resting his head on my shoulder arms around my chest as I began reading. Sean and Joshua laid down close to each other sneaking glances, it was almost palpable waiting for them to share their first kiss and I didn't know what they were waiting for. You would have thought that the romantic setting by the river would be enough. After an hour reading Sean rolled on his stomach resting on his elbows, he clearly wanted to say something but his nerves beat him and he picked strands of grass slowly. I really felt for him knowing he was not the kind of guy who was brave enough to be upfront with his emotions. In Joshua's case he was feeling it and couldn't keep his eyes off Sean, everything about him was just what Joshua imagined to find in a person. The dark clouds were looming and the trees began rustling, like a jack in the box Brad and I jumped up and started packing things up. Piling back in to the SUV we drove back to the ranch house and had a swim in the pool before the storm closed in then went to change for dinner. True to his word Sean put on the polo shirt, I pulled him with me and got out a Jacob strap, his eyes lit up 'I've always wanted to wear one of those' Sean said as I handed it to him. He quickly discarded his underwear and put it on, looking at himself in the mirror he was stunned how much it accentuated your package and he kept grabbing it. I walked over and kissed him 'It is yours to keep', this time he did shed a tear and hugged me hard. Mike walked in having already changed and copped a feel of Sean "God you look amazing" he said hugging him. Sean grinned "I feel so fucking horny dressed like this" he said. Mike looked at me "I have an idea, got another one?" he asked "And a polo shirt" I knew what he was thinking. "Joshua" I called out from the bathroom waiting for him to appear. He almost fell over looking at Sean when he walked in "Here put these on" Mike said to him. Brad had now appeared "Oh this looks interesting" he smirked feeling Sean's exposed ass. "Come on Tom" Mike said "you as well". So the three of us were dressed the same in JJ polo shirts and jock straps, I was desperately trying to hold back as my cock wanted to thrust out being so turned on at the moment seeing the other two. Mike grabbed my phone and told us to go out by the pool. The storm was raging and the black clouds provided the perfect backdrop, I stood in the middle arms around both of then and Mike took a photo and handed me the phone. I laughed saying Eddie could not have caught that better showing Sean and Joshua who just smiled and looked at each other. Joshua was first to ask me to put it on my twitter feed and Sean agreed, I typed 'Birthday celebration and dressed to impress with friends' I linked Joshua but Sean didn't have an account but they both nodded and I hit the tweet button. My followers were still going up, it seemed the more I posted the more people followed me. Within 10 minutes there was over 50k likes and hundreds of comments mostly about wanting all three of us in their beds. Joshua picked up his phone which kept going off as well to find he suddenly had three thousand followers which had gone up by 2,980 in a short space of time, most of his followers were family and friends something he had forgotten. Joshua was taken back for a moment 'Fuck people will know now' he said and shrugging his shoulders. Sean looked "How so, it doesn't refer to anything" he said studying the picture. Joshua laughed "We are wearing jock straps" he pointed out. Sean glanced at Joshua grinning "Yeah, and you look fine" he said drawing out the word fine in his Texan accent. Joshua stared at the picture "You sexy" was all that could get his lips to form. Finally we sat down for my birthday dinner, our parents liked everyone around the table even though they were outnumbered 6 to 2 on gay people. The birthday cake was my favourite black forest gateaux, ever since a young age I loved that taste of morello cherries and chocolate. It was strangely my only indulgence and the best way to my heart if you knew me. The champagne was poured toasting me, I then reminded everyone that Joshua was 21 this week and we toasted him. My phone vibrating all through dinner with PM's dropping in my twitter mail box. As coffee was being prepared I quickly opened my phone and told Sean and Joshua that our picture had been liked by over 60k a feat they couldn't quite comprehend, but neither could I in all fairness. The third message I saw in the list had photos attached and I saw it was from Marcus's private account, the pictures showed that the polo shirts and jock straps from the on line service had all sold out since I posted the picture. The message was brief 'Amazing, take the two guys to the Dallas store, gifts waiting for you all', I smiled and put the phone back in my pocket. The best part of my birthday was having the people I wanted here, my parents went off to their room and the six of us sat outside chatting in the warm evening air now the storm had abated. Steve was feeling randy and dragged Mike off to bed, Brad shouting after them not to make a mess leaving us all laughing loudly. It wasn't long before we headed indoors at just after 11pm, Joshua strangely looking around and asked where he was sleeping. Brad the ever consummate host said he had a choice of in the lounge or in one of the beds but he would have to share with Sean. This was breaking new ground with Joshua since he had never been in bed with another guy, he had a few discreet booty calls around Medina and they were usually quickies before the men went back to their wives or girlfriends, there were very few actual gay men in Medina but plenty that liked to flit the other way for some uncomplicated relief. We gave Sean and Joshua Brad's bed, I would say that was due to Sean having it the night before but he ended up in our bed anyway. It was so cute as they both took apprehensive steps still holding back the pending eruption that was going to happen some time soon. Well that was the plan but no sooner had Brad pestered me to read, there was four of us in one bed, Sean and Joshua either side still in their jacob straps, Brad laying on his stomach in between my legs, his head resting on my stomach occasionally rubbing his chin against my groin making me laugh and but also giving me an incredible erection that I didn't bother hiding. What didn't help was Sean rubbing my left nipple then Joshua started on my right nipple, I threw the book down on the floor giving up 'Fuck I know when I am beaten' I said. Brad lurched forward and kissed me, surprisingly Joshua ran his hand down Brad's body causing him to stop kissing me and look at him. Joshua quickly removed his hand but Brad grabbed it and pulled it towards his own erect cock, he looked like he was going to freak out opening his mouth Brad quickly closed in and kissed Joshua deep. He kissed me then kissed Sean as I took a turn kissing Joshua. Hands roaming everywhere from asses to cock. I pulled away 'Stop, Stop' I called out, the three of them looked at me wondering what I was doing 'You two need to be together, have some alone time' I said thinking about them. Sean looked at Joshua who shrugged his shoulders then full on assaulted me with their mouths kissing and nipping me on my neck and chest. I tried speaking in between laughing wanting help, Brad sat on his knees with his cock out stroking it with one hand and rubbing mine through my underwear with his other hand. Powerless but also very turned on I laid back and pulled Sean up kissing him which halted his attack on me, a strand of saliva between us as I quickly moved on to Joshua who surprisingly kissed me full tongue mode, he was no novice at kissing I laughed inside. Brad grabbed Joshua and gently teased him downwards to his cock, panic overtook he turned to look at Sean for some reason, but he smiled and egged him on. He needed no encouragement and gladly fulfilled a hidden fantasy of his involving Brad, closing his eyes his slipped his lips around the head of Brad's cock. Sean leaned over me and freed is cock pushing it in to my mouth, having done this before with him I knew what he liked as I teased the head of his cock with my tongue then washing the bathing the shaft in saliva I began to work him steadily all the time letting him get deeper in my mouth, all I could hear was the gasps and short moans from Sean, his hand holding my head in place as he began to move his hips quickly partially fucking my face. Brad flipped Joshua on to his back taking up a similar position as Sean had and began working his cock in Joshua's mouth 'holy fuck' Brad spurted out as he began fucking his face harder, Joshua's hands gripping Brad's balls his other hand moving over Brad's ass and teasing his hole. Brad lost control reaching an incredible orgasm the likes he had never felt before. Quickly pulling his cock out and resting it on Joshua's lips it bounced rapidly before firing his hot seed which just seemed to flow without stopping. Joshua opened his mouth and took the last few squirts of seed running his tongue over the head of Brad's cock. Watching the most sexual scene unfolding before his eyes Sean stopped face fucking me but I could feel his cock pulsing in my mouth I knew he was about to unload, I got the first load smack bang at the back of my throat causing me to gag before he pulled his cock out of my mouth. With no choice I swallowed and teased the head of his cock with my lips that quickly coated in his creamy warm fluid. I never knew how devious Sean was as he looked at me then started pushing his cock back in to my mouth forcing me to take more of his cum until I was only left with the sticky remnants around my chin and lips. Joshua looked at Sean and flopped his cock out 'Your turn' he said grinning at him, Sean chuckled and slid around the bed as I watched before I realised Brad's lips were around my cock. I looked down not really believing what I was seeing as he performed many of the same actions that Joshua had done to his cock. I was already about to burst my load but something in the way he slowly worked my cock sent me to a tranquil calming place, I wanted to enjoy this for as long as possible. I suddenly found Joshua's body laying next to mine, we both leaned up, I watch Sean working Joshua and he was watching Brad working me. It was only a moment but we seemed to be moaning at the same time then grabbing each other we kissed hard and passionately almost trying to suck each others tongues out, I could taste Brad in his mouth and he could taste Sean in mine. The desire we both felt being worked by the ones we fancied was to much for both us, our kissing enhancing our arousal as we both seemed to time our orgasms locking our lips firmly together. I think I gave the first jump pressing my lips up harder to his and moaning in his mouth, he immediately responded. Sean took Joshua's cock deep as he orgasmed receiving the full force his mouth flooding rapidly. Brad pulled off and licked my shaft as I shot my load over Joshua and myself. Sean so turned on by our kissing leaned over us and drippled the cum from his mouth over our locked lips, we carried on kissing. Sean grabbed Brad pushing him back on the bed and kissing him with the remains of Joshua's cum. Surprised and almost freaked out by Sean's dominance Brad did relax wrapping his arms around him, Brad really seemed to enjoy the feeling of his body lying on top of him. By the time Joshua and I finished kissing we looked up and saw Sean resting in Brad's arms watching us. I sat up and chuckled 'Best birthday ever' I remarked collapsing back on the bed giggling. Joshua moved round and pulled Sean towards him he stroked the side of his face as their heads moved closer together, finally their lips meeting and kissing. Brad and I smiled at each other happy to see them finally kissing, and kissing, and kissing. In fact Brad and I ended up taking the other bed and left them on mine as they couldn't keep their hands or mouths off each other. What time did they stop?, I have no idea, Brad turned the light off at 2am and we cuddled up kissing and falling asleep...

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.

I had been sucking father’s cock in the confessional for a few months as penance for being suck a dirty minded boy. On my 13th birthday father gave me a golden cross to wear. Afterwards lots of priests and other men from our church began paying attention to me. A married man invited me to a party. I was the only boy there and was ushered into a bedroom, instructed to strip and lay on the bed in the dark. I took several loads up my ass and down my throat that night.

The top’s name was Anthony. I had found him on-line using the screen name Hot Rod. His profile had talked about his big hard cock, his stamina, his big loads, all of which really got my juices going, so I hit him up. We exchanged a few e-mails and when I asked for his phone number he gave it to me. Come on guys! That seems trustworthy, right? I usually ask on-line strangers lots of questions but on this night I was so horned up that I just blurted out that I wanted him to come over and play. Right away. Next thing you know, here we are on my queen-size bed, me flat on my back and Anthony, he’s on his knees between my legs, looking down at me with a smug expression. God damn! He’s so HOT! “What?” I said, looking up at him quizzically. “Let’s get you out of those pants,” he said. And that’s just what he proceeded to do! I felt a little vulnerable, naked and my legs spread like that, with him kneeling in between, still fully dressed, looking down at me thoughtfully. That didn't seem to stop my dick from standing straight up however. If anything, I was harder than usual. “Come on, you get undressed too,” I said. “Whatever you say, man,” he replied. With that, he reached up and slowly started to pull his t-shirt up and over his head. My eyes darted to his midsection as the bottom hem began to rise. I wanted to see if he had a nice treasure trail. I like my guys with some fur on their belly and chest. There was a sexy thatch of black hair running down into his jeans. It took me a few seconds for my brain to process the image in front of me. Beneath that glorious trail of hair was a tattoo. It was THAT TATTOO! You know, the universal bio-hazard symbol. When Anthony caught the look on my face he sneered, “Don’t you fret about that! I’m gonna take good care of you.” With that he shoved his jeans down to his knees. His cock sprang up stiffly, long and thick. It was already starting to ooze a clear fluid, tantalizing but undoubtedly toxic. He said, “Don’t worry, baby, all you gotta do is lick it a little, just a little. You know…make it feel good.” As he leaned towards me I couldn't help but moisten my lips and open my mouth. “Yeah, I figured you would,” he said as he rubbed the head of that big cock across my mouth, coating my lips with his slightly salty precum. It was like I was mesmerized. I offered no resistance when his cock began to push into my mouth. God, it tasted good! I moaned just a little when I realized that I was accepting him willingly but I just couldn't stop. “That’s it, baby, get that big dick of mine nice and wet. The slicker it gets, the easier it’ll be on your ass!” As much as his cock was turning me on, when I realized that he was intending to fuck me with it, my fears came roaring back. “No way am I gonna let you fuck me with that cock,” I announced. “I’m not gonna make you do anything that you don’t want to do, baby!” he crooned. “I promise you, I’ll only do what's ok with you, how’s that?” “Well,” I assented, “I guess that’ll be alright.” He ordered, "Now get back on that cock. That was feeling mighty good!” Now that I wasn't so nervous, the idea of sucking on that big-ass cock seemed like a reasonable thing to do. I started making love to that dick with my lips and tongue and throat. I could tell that he was getting into it because he placed his hands on each side of my head, held me steady and then began a gentle yet insistent rocking motion with his hips. Being used this way just got me hotter and my thoughts began to whirl. My desires were taking over and my common sense was melting away rapidly. He stopped face fucking me long enough to pull off the rest of his clothes. He stretched out, lying atop me and applying urgent little kisses and bites, sending me further into orbit. First he worked on my front side and then he carefully turned me over onto my stomach and continued his efforts on my back and neck. “Baby,” he whispered huskily. “You turn me on so much it’s hard for me to restrain myself.” With that, he started to slowly rub the head of his cock up and down the crack of my ass. I tensed up until he reminded me of his promise not to do anything that I wasn't ok with. “Baby,” he said, “let me just put my cock inside you, only a couple of inches. That ass of yours looks so sweet, I just gotta see what it feels like to be inside. Don’t worry, that’s all I’m gonna do.” I thought that his request sounded a little fishy, but he had promised, after all, and I told you my thinking was getting a little mixed up! After a couple of minutes he said, “Yeah, that feels so good…just a couple more inches deeper…just for a minute, ok? I just want to see what it feels like.” Again, I gave my reluctant approval. But this time, after he eased that huge dick in a bit, he caught me by surprise by pulling it back out, just a few inches. When I didn't squawk, he repeated the process, gently pushing in and then pulling back again. “Don’t worry, baby,” he breathed, “I’m not fucking you, I’m just gonna move it in and out for a little bit, just for a couple of minutes. It feels so, so good, baby!” I guess he thought that my shocked silence meant that I was ok with it all because soon his rhythm started to pick up ever so gradually and his strokes started getting deeper. As freaked out as I was, I have to admit that it was starting to feel waves of pleasure washing over me. Faster, deeper, I didn't know what to think. Was he really fucking me after all? And here I was, after all my earlier protests, letting him actually fuck me, fuck me RAW! His breathing was getting more labored, a sign that he was gonna blow his wad soon. His poz load! He was still pumping away deep inside me and I was so dazed by it all that I wasn't doing anything to stop him! Nothing was coming out of my mouth except little gasps of pleasure. I was just about to tell him, “No! Please, no!” when I felt his hips start to jerk as he began to flood my insides with his seed. This hot poz top was actually breeding me and I had let him do it without saying a freakin' word! After several more thrusts he was finally spent. He rolled me over and stared into my eyes. A hint of a sheepish grin played across his lips. “I told you that I was gonna take care of you, didn't I?”

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…

Match made in heaven. This 29 year old bottom just got fucked good by a 45 year old bear. He was actually staying in a hotel 0.8 miles from me that opened 2 years ago or so, never been in there. He messaged me on Growlr mid morning just as I was looking, unlocked his pics and asked if his dick was thick enough for me...as my profile mentions liking a thick dick. It was and after a few messages I went over. His profile said he was 5'11 280, so perfect. Said he has had issues with guys liking it thick. Not me. I'm slightly stocky and have a bubble butt that these bears love. I go right up to his room, we get naked, then I start blowing him for a few minutes to get that thick cock hard. I get up off my knees, he's slapping/playing with my ass while I bend over the bed. Next thing I know he's in me and starts out with some slow thrusts but pretty soon he's pounding me aggressively and I'm in heat so much that I'm grabbing the sheets and moaning loud. After a while he shoots warm ropes of cum in me and it feels so good. He stays in me until he's completely soft and we catch our breath. Then while I'm getting dressed he's telling me how nice it was to be in that ass. I just want to take thick dick over and over again.

Very true! I agree!

PART 7: After Marcus had bred Shawn with his POZ cum and I had forced him into a double penetration in which I blew my load in him and caused him to involuntarily blast his load hands-free between he and Marcus, we were all quite worn out. We were in a tangle of flesh against flesh in his dorm bed kindof talking to each other until we all fell asleep. I woke up first, it was evening, per the lack of sunlight through the blinds. I was groggy but also noticing I had a huge erection against Shawn's stunningly thick bubble ass. I wanted to plow him immediately. But thought it seemed a bit rapey, so I opted instead to ease my head down towards his ass, kissing and licking his lean muscular back all the way down to his gluts. I began caressing and massaging his beautiful bouncy cheeks and opening them up to look at his tight pink hole. There were traces of both mine and Marcus' cum around his hole and a little pinkness to some of it. I suspected when I surprised him with the double penetration that I probably tore him a little, subsequently moments before Marcus blew is POZ load up Shawn's ass. Seeing his tight hole with pink POZ cum had my cock leaking. I slowly began licking his hole clean. His hole was soft yet tight, it took me awhile to start getting my tongue past his hole and up inside him. Once it was wet enough I began to slide a finger into him. That's when Shawn let out a long slow moan. I froze, giving him the option to tell me to stop. Shawn softly whispered, "Fuck Nick, please don't stop, that feels so good, eat my hole good baby." and continued to moan in pleasure as my finger began it's gentle rotations on his prostate while my tongue worked on lubing up his quivering boy pussy. I really wasn't able to control myself at this point, I slide up his body which was still wrapped around Marcus' naked lean and tight body. I aligned my fat cock onto his hole and spat into my hand for extra lube, and eased my wooden limb into his willing ass. With just spit for lube I was amazed that I was able to keep sinking into him without any drag or resistance. Soon I was in balls deep, slightly on top of his shaking body. When Marcus felt my body weight on top of Shawn, who was on top of Marcus, he woke up and accessed the situation quickly. Marcus said, "Damn Nick, you wake up horny or something? Me too," as he grabbed his massive uncut hard cock squeezing a drop of precum out of the tip. He asked Shawn, "you want another round boy?" Shawn simply moaned deeply. Marcus looked at Shawn's face and then looked at me, "Shit, Nick, you're already inside him aren't you?" I replied, "Yeah man, early bird gets the worm, I woke up hard as stone against Shawn's ass, and couldn't resist eating our cum out of his hole while he was asleep, and just couldn't stop myself once I started." I began fucking into Shawn's tight warm fuck hole harder as Marcus got up on his knees to shove his thick dick into Shawn's open mouth. Shawn just said, "Fuck yeah, give me that big black cock," as he deepthroated Marcus' pole over and over again, pausing for a second, to say, "don't cum in my mouth, I want you both to breed my ass again with your POZ load." I was watching Shawn work Marcus' cock like a magician, making it disappear and re-appear at a break neck speed. I pushed down on Shawn's strong upper body so that I could have a good support and feel his back muscles, because I was beginning to rail on his hole, building up to a fast cumming climax. The scene was too hot for me and when I looked down at his ass bouncing against my hips as I pounded my raw cock in and out of his hole it was a thing of wet dreams, I immediately started blasting deep inside Shawn's bowels. Shawn quickly realized I was filling his hole and began to tighten his hole around my convulsing cock, which made me cum continuously for longer than expected. I felt totally empty. Usually I feel like I'm able to go a few more times after I first nut. Marcus pulled his cock out of Shawn's mouth, got off the bed, and asked Shawn, "You want me to breed you with my toxic load? Huh boy? You want this big load up your ass with Nick's?" "Gawd yes, please. Please breed me Marcus!" Marcus didn't even give me time to pull out, he pulled my body aside with one powerful move. I collapsed on the bed as Marcus pulled Shawn's ass into the air, wrapped his hands around Shawn's fat ass and slammed balls deep into him. My face was next to Shawn's and his mouth was wide open from the sudden shock of being impaled by Marcus. His eyes were glazed over with lust. I began to kiss Shawn's face, then scooted my body under his so that I could passionately make out with his soft young lips. Marcus wasted no time, and within minutes he was unloading into Shawn. Marcus exclaimed, "YEAH TAKE that fucking load bitch! You feel me breeding your neg hole?" Marcus finished filling Shawn up but began to speed up his pounding again. I thought, "Ahhh, the old familiar, double loads. Marcus was gifted like that. Delivering two loads within minutes. I've been on the receiving end of that gift several times." Just as I could tell Marcus was about to nut again, he grabbed my legs which were underneath Shawn while I made-out with Shawn during his anal assault. Marcus yanked my body down the bed hoisted my legs into the air and planted his fat cockhead on my hole simultaneously jerking off his wet cock and forcing it inside my resistant hole. He sank his body weight on top of me forcing half his cock into my hole and began shooting his second load. It hurt like a bitch, but once it started happening I didn't want it to stop til he was satisfied. He pushed the rest of dick deep into me and held it there. Marcus looked over at the clock and responded, "Damn it's 10PM already, do you guys wanna shower up and maybe head to a bar or something? Maybe come back here afterwards and have another fuck sesh?" We were all in agreement with Marcus' plan. We walked a couple blocks to catch a bus to head off campus and out of town to check out the bar scene. We all looked like some normal looking young fellas out for a good time. We stopped into a bar and grabbed some beers. It was pretty chill. As it got later, a group of bridesmaids came in dressed up in there typical tiaras, penis shaped...every novelty imaginable and were already drunk...and obnoxious. Shawn and I rolled our eyes and started making snarky comments. Marcus however was staring at the bride-to-be. Sometimes I forget that he's supposed to be straight. Or is straight...still has his girlfriend Chloe and they still live together and fuck. But again, sometimes it catches me off guard when I see him undressing a sexy young girl with his eyes. Part of me wondered if we could get her home with us and I could get Marcus to breed his POZ load into her pussy, the night before her wedding. Fuck, it sounds hot, but also like maybe I'm having some sick thoughts about stealthing a soon to be bride, thinking about how she'll probably give it to her husband. I realized I'm hard as a rock in my jeans, and they aren't doing a good job at hiding it. I turned around toward the bar and ordered three shots of tequila and said to the boys, "We've probably worn out our welcome here, let's finish off with a shot of tequila and head out." Marcus and Shawn in their own ways happily agreed to the decision. Marcus did steal another longing look at the bride to be. We settled up our tab and started walking past the other bars toward the bus stop. "Fuck fuck fuck fuck," Shawn loudly whispered as he ducked away from the bar windows to hide behind Marcus and I. Marcus replied, "Why you buggin' man?" Shawn said, "Look inside that bar," pointing toward the end of the bar, "that's my old Poli-Sci classmate that kinda raped me I told you about." Marcus and I looked at a very good looking and muscular jock drunkenly clinging to both the bar and his drink. The guy had on what looked like a painted on t-shirt and jeans, showing off quite a body. Even in his drunken state, his face was beautiful, and sad/angry looking. Shawn began to walk faster, trying to get away, while Marcus and I just stood there staring at our friend's rapist. Shawn stopped ten or fifteen feet away saying, "COME ON! I can't let him see me!" Marcus laughed, then I laughed. Shawn said, "What the hell is wrong with you two?" Marcus looked at me with a full knowing glance then spoke to Shawn, "Do you think that hot drunken jock in there is gonna hurt you when Nick and I are here with you? Let's go in." I wholeheartedly agreed. But Shawn was giving us his adamant protests...as Marcus and I sandwiched him between us and forced him through the doorway. We had to literally push Shawn up to the bar right beside his assailant. I ordered us all beers, then loudly told the bartender to, "get this guy a drink too." That caught his attention and he groggily looked up at me, "Do I know you? I didn't ask for a drink." as he started to puff up a bit. That's when he noticed Shawn between Marcus and I. He was visibly caught off guard. Perfect. He said to Shawn, "Oh. It's you. Hadn't seen you in awhile, you skipping class a lot?" Shawn was silent, but Marcus jabbed his finger into Shawn's side forcing him to speak, "Uhm, no. I dropped that class." The jock just shook his head in the affirmative then looked down and said, "I gotta take a piss." "Shit," I said, "he's probably baling." But just in case I slid down to his drink I bought him and dropped half a xanex I had in my pocket into it. I always take one xanex with me when I go anywhere in public because I suffer from extreme general anxiety disorder. I've never ever thought about doing what I just did, but inside I furious with this jock prick who raped my friend and got away with it like he was entitled to. Marcus and I already knew what we were going to do to him the second we saw him and all it took was a knowing glance between the two of us before we entered the bar. I looked at Marcus, and he walked off toward the restroom. He was in and out and back in 30 seconds. He said, "He's in there, I think he'll be back." Shawn looked confused and scared he asked us, "Guys? What's going on?" I looked at him firmly and said, "He raped you. Even if you enjoyed it a little bit and even if you blew your load, HE RAPED YOU. You told him, "NO." Shawn responded to us both, "Look guys, I understand, I know you want to protect me too, but can't we just let it go? Please?" Marcus responded this time, "Shawn, if we just "let it go" then he's going to do it again, and again, and again. Maybe not to you, but someone else. Do you want other people to go through that too? He's probably already done it to other people, most likely since he was in high school." Shawn said, "I don't know guys. You're not going to hurt him are you?" I said, "Yeah, we are Shawn. But I'm going to make sure he understands why, and we aren't going to send him to the hospital or anything, he just needs to learn a lesson." The jock came back looking more sobered up and downed his laced drink and looking at Shawn said, "See you guys later, I gotta go find some tail." I grabbed the jock's arm, man his arm was nice...and said, "You going back to campus? I think our buddy Shawn is too drunk to get us back and we're just here visiting our buddy. Do you think you could get us back to his dorm? I'm not sure which one it is." Shawn picked up on our plan and began to act drunk and tired. The guy looked at Shawn then us and said with a smirk, "Yeah, I know where Shawn lives, I can take you there. Do you two have a hotel in town?" I lied and said, "Yeah, we'll probably head back to the hotel once we get Shawn settled in." The frat boy got us back to Shawn's dorm, and we all entered. I began taking Shawn's clothes off, and asked the jock-boy to help me. He quickly obliged, although I could tell the drink and xanex were kicking in as he fumbled with Shawn's buttons on his jeans. He began to pull Shawn's pants off of him, and I watched as he tried to discretely grope Shawn's ass. We had Shawn down to his tight undies and onto his bed. Shawn acted like he was already passed out. The frat jock said, "You guys headed back to your hotel? I can watch after him." I went over to the fridge and grabbed three beers as Marcus said, "Yeah but I think we'll have a beer first," he pulled out a THC vape pen and asked him, "you like to get a little high with us first?" Free weed, or THC in this case, caused the dumb jock to not worry as much about getting Marcus and I out of Shawn's dorm. Marcus and I knew he only wanted us out of there so he could rape him again. I thought, "Not tonight bitch. You're going to get what's coming to you." I brought back the beers to Marcus and the boy as he was exhaling a huge cloud of THC. Jockboy was sitting next to Shawn on his bed and started coughing and hacking, I handed him the beer and he took a big swig of it. I asked him, "So what's your name man? I'm Nick and this is Marcus. Shawn never told us your name." He looked at us with hazy eyes and said, "I'm David. Wait, Shawn told you guys about me?" Marcus responded, "Yeah man, he told us about a really good looking guy he had a crush on in his Poli-Sci class like day one." The guy, I mean, David, looked confused and said, "Oh. I knew he stared at me a lot, kinda creeped me out, but I didn't know he had a crush on me." That began a long conversation and as the weed and alcohol set in on David, he wasn't so anxious for us to leave. Before long an hour had passed, and David had passed out. Marcus and I fell asleep too, but not before removing David's shoes, socks, shirt and undoing his pants. We also set an alarm on our watches to make sure we woke up before David did. 8AM rolled around and right on time Marcus and I were wakened. We quickly got undressed down to our underwear, enjoying each other's body's along the way. We were both already erect. We woke Shawn, and told him he did a good job last night playing along and to just follow our lead. Next Marcus and I tied David's arms to the bed then tightly knotted some rope around David's ankles. We continued gently pulling his pants down, much to our delight he hadn't worn underwear. His erection was average, nothing to brag about. Typical. David moved around a little when we pulled his pants off, but Marcus and I were quick to tied his ankles to the end of the bed. I got out my phone and asked Shawn if he'd like to suck David cock while I videod. He happily obliged. Personally I know Shawn's mouth skills were excellent and in minutes David was waking up. It took him a minute to realize the entirety of the situation. He was naked, tied to a bad, Shawn was sucking his cock while I caught everything on video. David said, "What the fuck!?!? What the hell do you think you're doing?" I put my phone down and straddled David's lean tanned chest, I'd already shucked my underwear at this point. I showed David the video that I expertly captured. It looked as if he had his arms above his head, but not tied, and he was thoroughly enjoying a guy suck on his cock." I thought it was funny that Shawn continued sucking David's cock this whole time. He could've quit any time after I had got the video. Shawn's a good bottom boy. haha. David had a massive look of panic on his face. Marcus and I explained to him in no uncertain terms that this was direct karma and payback for what he did to Shawn in that bar alley. David protested and said that Shawn wanted it, because he stared at him all the time. It took several minutes before we finally got it through the dumb jock's head that he did indeed rape Shawn. He cried, and apologized to Shawn, to me, to Marcus. He begged us to let him go. HA! I got off of David while Shawn stood up looking down at him. He looked at David in his crystal clear hazel eyes and got on top of him, he placed David's cock in between those beautiful ass cheeks and began teasing David's cock tip in and out of his hole. David moaned then realizing the scene said, "Please? I'm not gay man, don't do this." Shawn laughed and retorted, "Didn't I beg you not to fuck me that night? Not to rape me? This time I want it. You don't want this?" As he slid fully down onto David's achingly hard cock. David couldn't help himself, he moaned and tried to hide the pleasure on his face as Shawn began to ride his bare cock. Marcus walked up to David's open moaning mouth and pushed his massive dick into his mouth. David quickly moved his head to get the cock out of his mouth and said, "No, not that. I'm not a cocksucker." Marcus slapped him. Shawn told Marcus, "No, David slapped me much harder than that when he finished raping me. Slap him one more time, but leave a mark." Marcus slapped David again, and job well done. He left a bright red mark and a slightly stunned David. Marcus said, "You're sucking my cock or I'm fucking your ass. It's your choice. Although, you might want to consider sucking me off since I was born HIV positive." David wasn't a complete idiot. He at least knew the risk of HIV transmission via a blowjob was virtually non-existent, and he also knew Marcus' huge cock would definitely injure his hole and likely give him HIV. So he leaned his head up and took Marcus back into his mouth. I was feeling quite left out. So I set up my phone to record all of this, and decided I'd crawl in between David's legs and suck on his balls while Shawn rode his cock and Marcus facefucked the poor frat boy. I got into position, admiring Shawn's thick ass bobbing up and down on David's dick before spreading David's legs and driving my long wet tongue into his hole. I heard David groan around Marcus' cock and his body reacted to my expert rim job. Soon I worked a finger into his hole. I finger-banged his prostate as I heard Marcus say, "Swallow it bitch! Swallow it or I'll jam it in your ass." This had me incredibly erect as I watched my fingers work in and out of David's hole. I had three fingers in him now and was working a fourth in. I could hear David begin his climax. I hadn't cum yet though. I quickly positioned myself against my hand that was working David's hole and made a swift transition of my hand with my cock. I was now fucking David raw. He immediately noticed the difference and between heavy breathing and his impending orgasm quizzed me, "You don't have HIV do you? Please don't cum in me!" I assured him I had tested negative just a month ago. I didn't volunteer the facts that I had stopped my PrEP and been letting Marcus breed me without his meds. So I wasn't lying really. I actually didn't know my status to be honest. My thick curved cock was positioning my mushroom dickhead directly against David's prostate, this set him off. He was panting and his entire body was covered in sweat, shaking and tensing up. David said, "Oh my god! What are you doing? It feels like you're jacking me off from the inside!" "I'm pounding your pussy's g-spot," I said, "just enjoy it. It's a hidden pleasure zone most men never use. You're going to have the biggest orgasm in your life." David was a mass of flexing muscles speaking gibberish as he finally erupted inside of Shawn. David screamed out as his body spasmed over and over, blasting ropes of cum deep into Shawn, which of course, had Shawn gushing his load all over David's body. Not to be left out, I growled loudly as I filled his bitch ass full of my questionable load. As Shawn was coming off his cum-high, he slowly slid off of David. I kept fucking his hole, but got into a better position, knowing that I was now pounding his prostate like a half fuck-god, half machine. David was slightly less erect, but his body was totally limp from the exhaustion. I continued my assault on his pleasure button deep inside him and just as I was blasting another load into him his cock jumped and jumped and started spewing cum all over himself. I gently began pulling out as I grabbed his head and slid my tongue into his mouth. For a second he resisted, but his body was completely worn out. He had no fight or energy left. He began to kiss me back until my cock was fully out of his hole. Marcus and Shawn were already cleaning up and just watching the scene unfold. We had to leave David tied up for awhile longer to ensure we were able to have a long discussion about everything that happened. Everything that happened with Shawn before he had to transfer classes up until the present, as Shawn was giving him a sponge bath.

Those of us raised or who were brought into Incest know that it's only been a few years that we could actually talk about it as openly as we do now...I'm glad it's more accepted or at least tolerated these days ...As for me....I would like to meet others and openly share our incest experiences....Info not know why some would make it up if they know nothing about the lifestyle.. some of us did nOt have birth certificates....Other incest dad's or males happen to be in the medical field and helped those of us to acquire birth certificates later on.....I take pride in being incest and there are more of us out there than people realize..

OMG! Awesome story... never been fisted but I must admit that last chapter has me more than curious..

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

Saw this and it's the exact amount of hairiness I want to achieve

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

First a little background. I have been bi from way back, probably really gay, but never brave enough to admit it. I had a friend in high school who used to get me to crossdress for him and we would fool around. I found this to be extremely hot and we fooled around off and on over the years, but well, we drifted and I buried that side of myself into the closet. I still jerked off to gay porn and have always had a huge need for dick , but put the urge aside because some 15 years ago I got married and did the family thing. When I married my wife my mother-in-law, who had divorced my wife's father, had remarried a guy named Eddie. No one in the family liked either Eddie (or for that matter, my mother-in-law). The problem with my mother-in-law was that years earlier she had been an open slut, and on several occasions my wife and her siblings had, as teenagers, caught their mother cheating on their father. So, at this point the family simply put up with my mother-in-law and Eddie out of a vague sense of familial obligation. It was also true, however, that everyone was happy at least my mother-in-law, who was in her early 80s, had someone to take care of her, as Eddie was somewhat younger than his wife, as he was 70 or so. Now, a topic of frequent conversation centered on the fact that the house which my mother-in-law and Eddie owned needed some major repairs, and since they live on Social Security, they had no money to bring the house back into good repair. Not surprisingly, as I am a plumber by trade, whenever the issue related to plumbing, the family asked me if I could do the work as a courtesy. "Sure," I answered, not that I enjoyed working for free, but it is family. I insisted, however, that my in-laws had to be out of the house for a week so I could do the job and not have anybody in the way, and, as I already said, I am not a fan of spending time with either of them anyway. One of the sons agreed to take them for the week and picked them up. I took all of my tools to their house and got started working on the plumbing. I had been very horny and had been spending a lot of time online getting all worked up for cock. To make the situation a little more fun I figured I could wear panties under my jeans while I worked, because I would be alone all day. It was a hot little reminder of the old days and I could jerk off whenever I wanted to. Then on the second day a car rolled into the drive. It is my brother in law bringing Eddie back to the house. explained he and Eddie had been arguing constantly and he couldn't have Eddie at his place anymore. I wasn't happy about having Eddie around, but figured 'What can you do?' Besides, I knew Eddie would likely walk to the liquor store everyday to grab some beers and sit around drinking, so as long as he stayed out of the way, I could live with it. Besides, it was his house, after all. So I went back to working on the double sink in the master bathroom. Eddie was bored and stood around watching me work. I was kneeling on the floor and totally lost track that I was wearing panties and sure enoughhe spotted them. He started laughing and remarked "Nice panties. What are you? Some kind of sissy?" 'Crap', I thought, 'this can't be good'. He just kept giving me shit about it and I tried to ignore him. After a few minutes he asked if my wife knew I wore her panties. I did not answer. He said I bet she doesn't you little sissy faggot. I told him to shut up. He said or what? what is the sissy going to do? He said you aren't going to do anything because if you do I will tell your wife all about you panty secret.. As a matter of fact I know how to treat sissyboys like you and you are going to do what I say or I tell her everything .. I could not believe what was happening , but it did turn me on a bit. So I asked so what do you want then? He said for starters you are going to come over here and start sucking my cock. Eddie was no ones idea of good looking. He was dirty with grey shaggy hair and mustache. He was skinny nasty missing some teeth and had a creepy southern sound to the way he spoke. As unattractive as he was just added to the excitement. I was terrified at what was happening but excited and horny at the same time. He unbuckled his pants and let them fall to the floor. Surprisingly he had a nice looking cock, it had to be at least 6 inches just hanging there. I crawled over to him and took hold of his stinky cock. It had been forever since I touched someone else's cock but I was starting to really want it.. He said come on boy ,,get to sucking. I gave in and wrapped my lips around the head and started sucking for all I was worth. I was loving this stinky cock, I could feel as it got bigger, and I started using my hands to help control this monster. I had never sucked a huge cock like this before. When he was fully erect it had to be 8 or 9 inches long with a huge head that just kind of made is cock sag a bit like it was a struggle to hold the weight of the head... I looked at it and just kept going sucking and stroking it hoping to do a good job, for whatever reason I was wanting him to enjoy this.. more later..

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

Josh and Bobby had been drinking at a club that Josh could get Bobby into. Bobby was only 20 and Josh being 26 knew a few bartenders that would serve his little friend. Bobby stood at 5'6" and weighed 110 pounds and that with his blond hair and blue eyes made him look much younger but he was comfortable being with Josh and knew Josh would protect him. Josh was nearly 6 feet tall and 180 pounds of well built muscle along with his brown hair and brown eyes and he was a total stud. Josh liked Bobby but knew that Bobby only had one sexual experience before and it was bad so he didn't rush his little buddy but knew one day he get that tight ass. The bar was about to close when Josh ran into Stan, a friend of his, and asked Bobby if they could all go to Bobby's place for a few more drinks as his roommates were away and Bobby thought that sounded good but didn't like the look of Stan. Stan looked a few years older than Josh and had a small beer belly and looked like his lost his razor a few days ago making him look like someone Bobby would normally avoid. On the ride to Bobby's he asked Josh about Stan as Stan was following in his own car and Josh told him that Stan was ok he just looked rough but wait until you see what he brought us. Bobby was anxious now but Josh made he wait. After they all settled down in the living room and Bobby got everyone a drink Stan pulled out a pipe and a bag of off-white colored rocks that looks like maybe wax to Bobby. Josh then explained that it was rock cocaine and would be better than that time I shared the white powder crap with him. Bobby watched Stan smoke and then Josh explained to Bobby what to do and helped him. Bobby was nervous and didn't inhale much and blew it out quickly so he didn't feel the rock they way he should have. After about an hour Bobby couldn't figure out what the big deal with this drug was as it didn't do much of anything for him and finally told Josh that he was tired and was going to lie down but they should feel free to stay. Bobby got undressed and laid down on his bed as quietly listened to the guys and a couple of minutes later Stan opened his door. Bobby was quick to tell Stan he didn't want anymore or anything else but Stan knew how to handle a boy like Bobby and asked him one question. "Bobby do you like your ass rimmed?" Bobby's face went red as getting his ass licked was his biggest desire. "Bobby, you do not need to do anything, just lie on your belly and let me lick you hole as you fall asleep. Wouldn't you like to fall asleep having your hole licked?" Bobby nodded and meekly said "Yes" "Good boy, just lie back down and let me give you some great dreams." Bobby lied back down but then turned his head and told Stan not to do anything else and Stan told him other than licking his ass he wasn't going to do anything unless Bobby told him to. Just then Josh entered the room but stood at the door quietly. Bobby wasn't sure this was a good idea until Stan pulled Bobby's cheeks apart a started to lick Bobby. "Oh my god" exclaimed Bobby as he finally felt his hole being licked. "Bobby, are you ok?" asked Josh as he walked towards the bed. "I'm sorry, I didn't know Stan came in here, I'll get rid of him." "No, don't." Bobby said but before he could finish speaking Stan starting to lick him again. "Wow, that's so good. Don't stop, please don't stop." Stan continued to lick the tight little hole and Josh sat on the bed and stroked Bobby's back and told him to think only about his boypussy. Bobby lifted his head a little and Josh pushed it down gently and told Bobby to relax and enjoy this. Bobby started to moan loader as he knew he didn't need to be quiet and his mind became flooded with sex thoughts and feelings of pleasure. Josh lifted Bobby's head and softly told him "Bobby, your little boypussy looks so good, could I lick it for awhile?" Bobby nodded as he moaned and Josh leaned into the boy and for the first time kissed him. "Bobby tonight you let me and Stan give you all the pleasure you can handle." Josh kissed him again then moved to the end of the bed and as soon as Stan slid away Josh's tongue touched the hole he wanted and knew was his tonight. Bobby's moaning was so cute and got both men so hot. Stan started to undress and once he was naked he sat on the bed and rubbed Bobby's head. Josh seeing that Stan was ready stabbed his tongue into Bobby as Bobby bucked and moaned louder. "Bobby, Josh has his tongue in you now." Bobby looked over at Stan and moaned as their eyes met. Stan then leaned down and this time Bobby knew what was coming and he leaned into Stan as their tongues met. Stan took control though and held Bobby's head as he tongue fucked Bobby's mouth just as Josh was tongue fucking Bobby's hole. Stan then pulled away but pushed his hard cock towards Bobby's mouth. Bobby watched the cock getting closer to his open mouth and started drooling thinking about sucking his cock. "Stan don't" said Josh, "you told Bobby you wouldn't do anything unless he asked so don't you dare put your cock in his mouth." Bobby sadly closed his mouth but then knew what to do. "Stan could I", was all he got to say before Josh interrupted him saying "Stan why don't you get back down here". The men then switched positions and once Stan started licking Bobby and got him moaning again and watching Josh. "Bobby should I get undressed too?" "Yeah, I wanna see your .." "Bobby, you want to see my cock?" "Yes, is that ok" "Bobby I hope you want to do more than see it" Josh then started to strip as he watching Bobby and once he reached to finally pull off his boxers Bobby was again drooling. "You want this don't you?" asked Josh as he grabbed his boxer covered hardon. "Yeah I want to suck you so bad" "Bobby I can't wait to let you but you need to wait a minute till I get back" Bobby looked confused but Stan knowing that Josh was just going for the pipe and rock started to stab Bobby's hole faster getting the boy to pound his fists into his bed. Josh then returned and told Bobby that before he could suck he needed to do another hit and this time to do it exactly as he was told. Stan stopped rimming the boy and let him sit up. Josh then placed a larger rock and told Bobby to inhale slowly but not to stop inhaling until he pulled the pipe away and then to hold the smoke until he was told to exhale. Bobby nodded and did exactly what he was told to do. Once he finished inhaling Josh took the pipe and did his own hit and handed it to Stan. Bobby looked panicked as Josh hadn't yet told him to exhale and just when he felt like he would pass out Josh nodded to him. Bobby exhaled and immediately his head took off. Josh moved Bobby onto the floor as he himself exhaled and Bobby went to his knees and started to suck Josh as if his life depended on it. Josh held Bobby's head and slowly but forcefully pushed until his pupes met Bobby's face. "Bobby, now that is what rock is suppose to do to you. You need your throat fucked don't you?" Bobby shook his head up and down as he couldn't speak. Stan sat and did a hit as he watched the show and when he put the pipe down Josh pulled Bobby's face off his cock and turned the boy's head toward Stan's cock and pushed Bobby down on it. Josh stepped back and watched for a few minutes and then reloaded the pipe and told Bobby to stand up. "Bobby, do it exactly as you did last time but as soon as you finish inhaling I want you to get on your bed on your belly as you are going to feel your hole being licked will be even better." Bobby didn't say anything just opened his mouth and started to inhale. Then once the pipe was pulled away got on his bed as Josh did his hit. Josh knelt down and when he heard Bobby exhale he exhaled directly into the boy's hole as he started to tongue fuck it hard. Bobby started to think how much better it might feel if Josh used his cock instead of his tongue.

@losolent what and incredible birthday! If we all could have one like that! I can’t wait to see what cums next!!!!

First was Banana Video, which is my fave atm. The one on the way home was L'amours.

Exactly. If a uniform is merely ceremonial or ornamental and no longer functional it’s really just another form of drag.

I answered a spanking ad this weekend. I was surprised when the guy got back to me because I had answered that same ad several times before and never got a response. it turned out I wasn’t really the guys type , I’m a bigger sized girl. We played a little but it was pretty flat. We stopped and had a drink and I was planning on leaving. I noticed he had some children’s toys around and he told me he had a son that he saw every other weekend. I light went On in my head. I begged him to spank me in his sons room. Star Wars posters on the wall, cartoon bed sheets, the whole deal! I started calling him daddy and acting impetuous. The spanking was intense, me over his knee while he sat on his young sons bed. I reached into a hamper and pulled out a pair of soiled underpants and handed them to him. He took a deep sniff of them and throttled my ass. I was practically in tears. I whimpers and he grunted like a beast. He pushed me off him, stood, and tore off his pants. He was rock hard. Without asking he rode me bareback and seeded me deep. He cried out his boy’s name as he dumped his load in me.

"Don't worry! I'm gonna take good care of you!"

Wickr: doggboy

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?”

omg this is hot as hell!:)

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?”

I totally agree, and it leaves a big fucking degrading mess that I don't even worry about, they'll just have to deal with it.

Parts 39 and 40 @pozpopperpig coming VERY sh☢️rtly! ... 🐽💦

Though i had started sucking cock early at age 9, I didnt fuck a guy til I was 30.. But at first was always a guy i was dating. I started going to xxx vid stores more regularly too and only jacked or did oral there. When I was like 37, I went to this one xxx store and there was this young white/latino boy there who was all over me. He basically climbed up on my cock and planted his naked ass on it.. He rode me for a while, then i flipped him over the couch and finished him off. After i dumped a load in him, I hung out with him and watched him get bred by like 7 more guys before he was ready to leave. Opened my eye to sharing boys there and soon after brought one of my ex bfs there to watch him take multiple cocks.

I have been cruising Folsom Gulch In SF, the city’s most notorious dirty bb glory hole arcade. I’ve been trying to get safe cock but it was so difficult to get guys to play safe. 2 weeks after Prep, I just had to take raw dick. I Took 9 anonymous raw loads in a three hour period. My ass was sore cummy and leaking. The 10th cock was 8x10 and I just could not take it. It has always been my regret piece. I was new meat and everyone wanted to mark my cunt. I felt special.

Part 4 - Jacob The Designer Luckily this morning was only partially naked just wearing shorts, strangely though I didn't feel so awkward or embarrassed today, it was like I had new found confidence. As I came round the screen I caught a side on glimpse of the man, he looked to be in his 30's, fairly tall quite muscular build under his perfectly fitted suit and groomed to perfection, his black hair styled to suit his face and even his beard was sexy. At first he paid no attention to me but engaging with Patricia over getting a new model for his male underwear range. Patricia was trying to juggle him and me and she excused herself coming over to assist as the shorts were not sitting right. Eddie and the man said hello and kissed each other on the cheeks. Then our eyes met across the studio as I took the full sight of him in, he was drop dead gorgeous and exuded masculinity and sexual appeal. I must have blushed as he started walking over towards me still talking to Patricia but his eyes were now focused on me, it felt like he was sexing every part of me the way he looked me over carefully and so obviously. "Jacob I will see what I can do but you need to reign in your expectations" Patricia said getting annoyed. His eyes still on me "That simply won't do" he paused looking at me "I want him" he said making her turnaround. Patricia looked at me "No he is not right for your brand, to inexperienced" she said moving my arm. Jacob smiled at me "I want him so make it happen" he didn't wait for an answer, he turned and walked out. Eddie laughed from the other side of the room "You can't win Patty". "You are friends with him so tell him he can't have him" she replied turning to look at Eddie. Eddie snapped a picture of Patricia "No can do, he has made up his mind. Anyway a trial won't hurt" he said. Patricia huffed "Designers Tom, they just want everything and mostly never happy with what they get". "She says the same about me Tom" Eddie said walking over. "Your just difficult Eddie, good thing your good at your job" she said trying to stifle her laugh. "Don't pick on Eddie he is the perfect gentleman" I replied and Eddie coughed hiding his laugh. Patricia looked at me "Oh that is great now models are sticking up for Eddie" she shook her head "what ever next...". I was struck since it was the first time she actually referred to me as a model. Enter Jacob the designer, he would be the second most influential and very instrumental person in my life after Brad. Now don't get me wrong Eddie was instrumental in a different way and one I lied to hold close to my chest. Patricia's phone pinged just as she finished adjust my shorts, she read the message briefly smiling then looked at me. "Well Tom, you have your first rebook for one of the department stores" she said "congratulations". "Eh" I said forgetting my manners "Sorry what does that mean" I asked looking confused. Eddie walked over "More money" he said getting ready to start shooting. Patricia rolled her eyes "It means they like what you did last time and they want you on a formal basis". "More money" Eddie repeated chuckling "That's quick though" he said looking at her. She smiled at me "You have just jumped nearly all my models" she said "well done and thank you Eddie". I didn't know how big a thing that was, mostly models were just provided by Manon and only around 4 of her top models where specifically requested formally and I just got a ticket in to the top 5 models. We worked hard and before I left for lunch and my flight back to Texas Patricia came back to the studio and said I was needed back in LA next Monday for 3 days again. I wasn't sure if I had done something to upset here or if she knew about Eddie and I as she quickly went back to her office. Steve and I went downstairs and across the road to grab a salad and sat outside in the sunshine. "So now I know your gay, how was it with you and Eddie?" Steve asked facing me. I blushed "Incredible, I never expected him to stay with me last night" I replied "Hot body" I continued. "All the years I have worked with him, he has never bedded a model before. You must have something on him" Steve sounded a little jealous. "Please don't let this come between us" I said to Steve "did I upset Patty?" I asked him. Steve chuckled "No, Jacob did that. Apparently he has asked, well demanded you next week" he said. "Yeah, she wasn't that enthused about it" I said "although don't you think he is quite sexy?" I asked. "Oh yes" Steve laughed "he never strays though. And don't worry you and Eddie won't come between us". We returned back to the office and I managed to say good bye to Eddie who was busy and just nodded and winked. On my way to the airport I got a text from him apologising he couldn't say goodbye properly, he also said he hoped that us having sex would not prevent them from being friends first and foremost. It was a side to him I never could have imagined from when I first met him. As usual the midweek flight at 4pm wasn't overly busy, I walked through the boarding gate and hot to the aircraft doors wondering if Mike would be on the flight. As passengers file through to their seats I saw a female attendant, my first thought was how boring the flight was going to be without the eye candy. She checked my boarding pass and pointed me towards the seat, as I said I was getting good at this and managed to get row 7 again on the aisle. I settled down in my seat and looking through the music on my phone deciding what to listen to for 3 hours. "Well good afternoon 7C, nice to see you again" Mike said standing behind my seat. I turned and smiled "Hey, I didn't think you were on here, your not up at the door" I replied sounding stupid. Mike smiled "Training a new girl" he replied looking at her "So is this you going home or to work?" he asked. "Home, just finished work and now I have to catch up of my studying" I replied. "Studying?" he looked surprised learning forward "how old are you?" he asked in shock. I laughed "19, and you?" I asked him as he moved to let a passenger past. "24 but if you tell anyone I will kill you" he laughed patting the headrest of my seat and going to the front. It's those strange things in life that you never understand, seeing Mike on the flight was nice and almost made me feel at home although we didn't really know each other. I watched him going through a long ream of paper then writing something down on it and handing it to the despatcher who had just stepped on board. He then spoke to his trainee who nodded her head and started walking down the plane stopping at my seat. "Good afternoon Mr Miller, we have a seat for you in first class if you would like to follow me" she said. I stood up "Thanks that is very nice of you" I replied following her blushing so hard I thought my face would erupt. "We like to reward our loyal passengers" she said showing me to seat 1F. Okay so it looks like being nice does have some pay off in life. It goes without saying I was extremely well looked after and had a lovely meal, Mike even allowed me a glass of champagne since I was still to young to drink, officially that is. About two hours in to the flight I could see Mike and his trainee finishing service and cleaning up, he brought me a sparkling water over when they were done. "Mr Miller how is your flight" Mike said handing my the drink. Grinning "Perfect, really thank you for this" I said but Mike just waved a hand as if it was nothing. "What do you do in LA if you don't mind me asking?" he asked catching me off guard and unsure what to say incase it was lame. "Oh, you probably think it is stupid but I kind of do modelling" I replied. Mike didn't look surprised "Okay that figures" he replied smiling. I shrugged my shoulder "What figures?" replying looking very confused. Mike chuckled "Come on look at you, your so good looking and fit" he said quietly "What do you model?" he asked. "I will show you" I stood up and got my rucksack and pulled the folder out and opened it for him. Mike ran his finger of the photo and smiled "I would buy that suit but only because you wore it" he said. He showed the photo to his trainee who appeared just as taken by it. They started preparing the cabin for landing and Mike asked when I was flying back to LA, I showed him my flight details and he looked on his phone nodding and telling me he was rostered on that flight. He only did the Dallas to LA route as most other cabin managers didn't like doing the route but for Mike, he knew so many regulars, but most of them never get upgraded as it causes problems. Brad was at the airport to meet me and we stood chatting for a few minutes whilst he got a coffee for the drive back to Medina. Mike came through the arrivals door and walked over wishing me a good weekend and that he would see me Monday morning. Brad looked at me and chuckled so I had to explain it wasn't what he was thinking. Needless to say the entire journey home he went on and on about Mike constantly. Back in Texas for a few days I did an internet search on Jacob and found his name was Jacob Jansen very popular fashion designer and married to a man called Marcus and they both ran Jacob Jansen Fashion, the logo was simple it was two letter J's back to back. I couldn't believe how much a pair briefs cost though, you could buy at least 10 for the price but I guess you pay for the brand name and prestige of wearing them. Brad stayed home for the weekend which cheered me up no end and we spent every minute together, going in to town and sitting by Medina river although the weather was now starting to turn and got colder. We talked about the modelling and Jacob, to my surprise Brad had actually heard of the designer. The Sunday afternoon we sat by the river, I read a little but Brad seemed distracted and not really in to it, I put the book down and turned on to my stomach resting on me elbows and looked at him. "Are you going to tell me what's wrong?" I asked "is it Melinda?". Brad nodded "She is getting serious again" he replied picking a long stem of grass and tickling my arm with it. There it was again he kept doing these little things that aroused me and I wondered if he knew that "Marriage?" I asked him. "Yeah, and kids" he replied "I don't know if I want to be tied down like that" Brad said hitting me with the stem. I looked ahead "I can't help you on that bro" I said "but it's not fair on her if you keep dithering not knowing what you want in life". "I know" he said sounding exhausted "enough about me, what about you?" he asked changing the subject. "What do you mean?" I replied dithering myself. Brad laughed "Are you still a virgin or do I need to get you laid?". I chuckled "And where are you going to find someone?" I asked then paused looking at him. He sat upright "You have haven't you, you got laid?" he asked and I nodded "Why the fuck didn't you tell me?". I shrugged my shoulders "It's not something I want to talk about". Brad pounced on top me "I thought we were close enough to be honest with each other" he said head locking me. I giggled more out of wanting him to hump me than anything "I know". I told him all about Eddie, not in graphic detail except for me blowing him then puking which he seemed to find totally amusing and gave him something new to latch on to. He seemed happy that I finally was letting myself go and exploring things. It niggled at me the rest of the day, something was telling me he was a little jealous but I put it down to the reaction over the gay thing and he not understanding. Brad got up early to drive me to the airport before he went to work since my flight was at 7am. Dropping me off he made me promise to facetime him on Tuesday evening and I joined he queue for security. Boarding started and I waited a while to let the mad people get on first who thought the plane would leave without them if they didn't get on first. I joined the queue and they scanned my boarding pass, the gate agent looked at the screen for a moment then wrote 1F over the seat number, she smiled and pointed it out to me being discreet and I just nodded and smiled back. There he stood bright eyed and cheery, more than be said for me as I hated early mornings. "Welcome on board Mr Miller, 1F I believe" he said pointing to my seat. "Morning Mike, thanks" I said giving him a smile and leaving him to finish the boarding process. The flight was busy in first class so I didn't get much chance to chat with Mike, he wrote down my return flight details when he had a few minutes. Disembarking the flight he quickly apologised and said hopefully Wednesday we could chat a bit more. I was surprised to see Steve at the airport waiting for me. He admitted he missed having his new friend around and I hugged him at the airport in front of everyone. Wow I was getting brave I laughed to myself as we headed to the car park. The drive was crap with all the traffic and we headed up in the elevator, the doors opened and I only just managed to get out when Eddie pulled me towards the studio saying I had to get ready quickly, not even a hello or anything from him. A dressing assistant was present and handed me two boxes, I ran my fingers over the two embossed letter J's, I knew then that Jacob had got his way with Patricia. Opening the box I muttered oh crap as I saw it contained underwear, well if you could call the skimpy bit of fabric underwear. The dressing assistant chuckled and told me they are jock straps when I complained they were missing the behind bit. Eddie laughed having appeared and sent the dressing assistant out and fetch Jacob. She stomped off and Eddie rushed over nearly knocking me over to kiss me 'Fuck I missed you Tom' he said then composed himself. I knew there was nothing in this as Eddie made it clear he was in no way looking for romance he liked sex and he loved his boyfriend but stuff on the side was okay since his lover lived in New York. Which is great but random acts like this still gave me a massive boner and there was no way I could put the underwear on just now. "Can I see you tomorrow?" Eddie asked. I folded my shirt up "Depends, only if you stay over" I replied "I enjoyed being in bed with you". "Yes I will stay over maybe even fuck you twice if you can handle it" he kissed me and went around the screen. So this wasn't going to be a one off I thought to myself grinning, but then apart from having his body next to and on top of me I actually liked him as a person, much to the annoyance of the other gay male models who tried everything to get him in bed but he just showed no interest. One male model in particular was the one I had to watch, his name was Eric and I underestimated him big time. Jacob came in with Patricia who was not overly happy as it was a dead range she told me, they then had to explain that a dead range was a design that didn't sell very well but Jacob was adamant it was Patricia's fault she dissed him saying it was bad design. Still embarrassing enough knowing that I only had weird piece of underwear on under the dressing robe as I walked around the screen. Jacob was already sat there next to Patricia who had her unamused look of her lips pursed. I dropped the robe and hung it over the back to the chair, Jacob stood and walked towards me and indicated for me to turn around. It felt like a medical exam as he checked over every inch of my body and then he smiled and nodded to Patricia, she smiled in relief and took him off to her office. As soon as the shoot was finished I put the robe on and Eddie told me to stay put and left me sat there alone in the studio, unsure what to do I waited until they all appeared again but this time the designer had a box of different style of underwear. By the time the shoot ended at 2pm I was shattered not realising how exhausting or demanding Jacob was, clearly Patricia hated having designers in the studio during photo shoots. Jacob was packing the garments back in to boxes then walked over and handed them to me 'Thank you, these are for you to keep' he smiled. Jacob kissed Patricia on the cheek 'Amazing' was all he said and to her, Patricia waited for me to finish changing and walked with me to the elevator. "Well today has gone better than anyone expected" she told me. I smiled "No one gives much away so I have no idea how I am doing with you" I replied. She laughed and smiled "I will have a 5 year contract drawn up" she said as we walked. Seth had already advised me what to do in this situation "Can we discuss this in 11 months" I replied. She stopped and looked at me "Don't run before you can walk" she warned me. I looked at her "I am just not sure if this is what I want to do" I said. She seemed convinced and smiled "Your first fee has already been transferred to your bank account" she said. I really should have read the contract properly "Fee?" I asked. She smiled "Yes apart from a salary you get a 10% commission on the fee we charge the client". I nodded "Oh right". "Only if they are happy with the results" She went on to explain "It might change your mind" she said smiling. In the car back to the hotel I opened my banking app and checked nearly choking when I saw $5,000 deposited by Manon International. My mood had really brightened up thinking how much money was in my account, I kept closing the app and reopening it to double check it wasn't a mistake. Back at the hotel I must have smiled all the way through my shower and workout. I wrapped a towel around me and walked back in to the room, 4pm was to early to eat so I put the TV on flicking through the channels when there was a knock at the door. Not expecting anyone since I was meeting Eddie tomorrow after work, I rushed over to the peep hole and saw Jacob standing there, I leaned back against the wall 'oh fuck' I said to myself interrupted by him knocking again. I opened the door slightly just so I could peek through the crack. "What are you doing here?" I asked nervously. "I want to take you to dinner" he said looking at me through the crack in the door. Looking at him "How did you know where to find me?" I asked. Jacob laughed "A little bribery to Steve in the form of underwear and he sings like a canary". "I really don't know you" I replied debating to close the door. "Tom from Texas let me in for gods sake" Jacob demanded "or I will cause a scene outside your door". I chuckled and opened the door letting him in "Why do you want to take me to dinner?" I asked him. Jacob walked in to the room "I will speak to Patricia about getting you a better hotel" he said ignoring my question. I closed the door "Is your husband in town as well?" I asked turning to face him, unsure why I even asked that. "I see you have done some homework" he said laughing "so am I taking you out to dinner?" he asked again. I walked in to the room "Okay" I surrendered holding my hands up but actually I quite liked him. Grabbing a shirt from the closet and putting it on Jacob looked at me "Is that what your wearing?" he asked. I smiled "JC Penny's finest" I replied and Jacob laughed putting his hand on my shoulder. "Okay so we make a little detour before dinner" he said "Can't have you dining in shorts you will ruin my reputation" he laughed. His limousine was waiting outside the hotel causing much attention by people on the sidewalk and in the hotel. A few people in the lobby recognised Jacob and snapped pictures of us both leaving the hotel, little did I understand about fame and how innocently him taking me out to dinner can be twisted in to all sorts of suggestive narratives. Jacob asked all about me in the limo as we drove, I told him about the town in Texas where we live near and all about the Medina ranch and river and how perfect the place was. The limousine stopped outside a very posh looking boutique store that was quite busy. I looked at Jacob who smiled and said 'don't worry I am not a monster despite what Patricia might think', stepping out the limo I saw the two gold letter J's above the store front and knew immediately it was his store. Walking inside there was gasps from the customers as they saw the designer enter, the manager dropped what he was doing and came over. Jacob greeted him and introduce me to him explaining I need a casual but stunning suit for dinner. The manager laughed and reminded Jacob that they only stocked stunning suits. "I don't need clothes Jacob" I protested to him being ushered in to a private dressing room. Jacob smiled "I didn't say you did, I want to give you something for a good job today" he explained. I laughed "I stood and got photographed" I said to him. Jacob put his arm around my shoulder "Your so funny, I see why Eddie likes you". I stopped and looked at him "What do you mean?" I asked sounding a little upset. He smiled "Word on the street is Eddie was patient with you it upset Eric but then he is a nasty bit of stuff on the inside". "Oh" I said calming down "he called me a fucking amateur" I replied. Jacob chuckled "He forgets he was an amateur once. But he has blown any chance of working with me now for calling you that". By the time we left the boutique I felt like a million dollars dressed in a perfectly tailored suit, wearing JJ's underwear, socks and shoes. Jacob had been on the phone to his husband sending him pictures of me wearing one of his suits, I was a little dazed by all of this but Jacob was very open and honest saying he kept Marcus informed of everything as the media took things and put a spin on everything. I joked with him that he was trying to get me in bed, truth be told I hoped he was but he smiled and told me he was completely faithful to his husband. We dined in a haunt of many celebrities who would pop by and ask for him to dress them for the awards season, sitting there with my mouth open throughout dinner at the number of famous people who casually walked up to him. Jacob apologising for the continuous interruptions. One thing I learnt about Jacob was that he didn't style celebrities for award shows, if they wanted to wear one of his creations they had to pay and pay through the nose. He never gave them freebies as they had the money to buy his clothes, this way everything kept a much higher price tag and demand. That evening I spent with him would be where I made my first real friend in the world of fashion who would stick by me after things went sour, I know I was friends with Steve but I classed him as my gay friend and didn't see him as in the fashion world. The drive back to my hotel Jacob finished off a text to his husband. He turned to me "I have loved every minute being with you. Meeting someone genuine is refreshing". I blushed and chuckled "Thank you for taking me out I had a great time" I said leaning back in the seat. "Hope you don't mind if I hang out with you when I am in town" he suggested smiling at me. I nodded "I think I would like that, I mean to be friends with you" I replied stumbling my words. Jacob laughed and leaned over kissing me on the cheek "Only friends, if you need any clothes call me" he said. I smiled "Even this is way to much" I said running my hand down the smooth fabric covering my leg. Jacob shook his head "No it isn't, anyway you look as hot as fuck in that suit". I chuckled "Hmm I wonder who designed it, probably a rip off" I said feeling Jacob punch my arm playfully. "Get out" he laughed "you have my number, call me if you ever need anything" he said seriously. I suppose it may have been just one of those things when you say yes of course I will blah blah but never call, this wasn't the case with Jacob. Everyone at Manon International liked to tell you how difficult designers are to work with except when they are getting free clothes. I suppose he was no different to them but to me he would become Jacob my friend, a person I could really trust and eventually play a important part of my life. Tuesday Patricia was finalising the shoots I did with Jacob's underwear or as I would call them 'Jacob Straps'. He had given me so many of them yesterday that I gave Steve around 6 of them who smiled and hugged me, exclaiming he would have no trouble getting guys wearing these. To much information I told him as we headed off for lunch. That afternoon I did a few more shoots for some tailored shirts. Patricia came in the studio and showed me the photographs that were already on line modelling Jacob's dead range and said they were putting the same advertising campaign behind it as before. I just nodded and smiled but loved the photographs Eddie had taken, it was hard to pin it down, somehow he managed to capture me in some very sensual way that just looked hot. Eric had wandered in from his photo shoot in Studio B with a different photographer and looked at the screen 'Nice' he said and wandered off talking to Patricia. His arms clasped tight around my body as he carried me across the bedroom and dropped me on the bed, I was giggling so much I hiccupped several times, my underwear tenting from my erection and feeling so horny and turned on by him. Eddie kneeled over me as I looked up at his naked body the giggling finally stopped and my hand reached up and held his hard cock. I leaned up and closed my mouth around the head gently teasing it and licking it like a melting lolly. "You sure you want to do that again, if so I will get a bucket?" Eddie said with a cheeky smile on his face. I kneeled up looking in to his eyes "Are you trying to be funny?" I said forcing my mouth on to his. Eddie pushed me away "You know I would rather fuck you" he said holding my arms "and you have kept me waiting to long". I laughed and collapsed on the bed pulling him down "Do you want me as a friend or someone to fuck?". "Both" Eddie replied "I am greedy and I need to fuck The Model Called Tom" he chuckled. He was quick and he was good, my reaction was to slow, possibly on purpose. Eddie had my legs up and his tongue at my hole waking my body up I wriggled and moaned in pleasure feeling his tongue working me good. Kissing my body he worked up to my neck and eventually my mouth, deliberately putting me in a missionary position his hand stroked along my body and rounded my ass. He positioned his cock against my hole and gently began prising it open. 'Uh' I moaned feeling the pain as his head slipped through the outer ring. He stopped pushing and kissed me, my hand roaming over his arms and back letting me get use to his cock for several minutes. He looked me in the eye and I nodded watching the smile grow on his face leaning forward feeling hips lips press against mine. My hand gripped his arms and my back arched slightly off the bed as I felt more of his cock easing deeper in to my body. The little pain I felt was over shadowed by the pleasure surfacing and enveloping my body. It was strangely so different, he hips moved in a steady pace, our mouths sealed together in a very long sensuous kiss, holding on to each other it felt so perfect. To all intense and purpose this was no fuck, Eddie actually made love to me, I knew it and he knew it. It was slow and very erotic, I could feel every inch of him inside me building up with every lovingly delivered thrust. I could sense every change in his body and he began to show signs of reaching his climax. He kissed deeper and his hips picked up speed the sounds of his balls hitting my ass providing the back ground ambience. I moaned into his mouth my tongue on his my hands moving around his back holding him closer, my mouth filling with a rush of his air as he groaned deeply his eyes squinting and his hips pushed up hard forcing his cock deeper in to my body. His arms around my body and neck tightened his body going rigid, breaking the kiss he held my head close to his pushing up hard causing me to cry out in ecstasy, the feeling of his cock twitching in my ass reverberated down to my cock sending me over the top, without touching myself I came, my legs clamped around Eddie's waist and my eyes closed. I felt his mouth kissing me erratically across my face looking for my mouth which opened and received so welcomingly, holding him so tight I didn't want to let him go. I woke in the morning face to face with Eddie watching him sleep. I wasn't in love with him you have to understand that, but the sex we had that last evening was so powerful and intense, Eddie would only ever get that from his partner and me. For me it would only ever be matched by one other person. I arrived for my last shoot in the morning as I was booked on the 4pm flight back in the afternoon. I didn't know when or even if I would be coming back. Patricia called me in to her office and threw a paper in front of me, the title read 'Fashionista JJ and who?' underneath was a picture of Jacob and me leaving the hotel the night we had dinner. She sat there in silence looking at me, I explained that he wanted to take me for dinner as a thank you for the shoot during the day. She warned me not to get involved and tangled up with Jacob, it wasn't healthy mixing business with pleasure. I apologised to her, she told me she would speak to Jacob about it as well. My chat with Patricia had revealed the businesswoman inside who was ruthless and demanding, she called the shots and pulled the strings to the point where people didn't like to cross her. I never knew what went on between Jacob and Patricia but rumour has it that he threatened to dump her agency if she tried pulling a stunt like that again. Patricia reminded him on the contractual clause about designer and model, as much as she didn't want to enforce the clause she would if needed. My main concern would be if she found out about Eddie and me. Steve waved my flight details "Your back next Wednesday" he said crossing the reception. "Oh really, great" I said walking over to him. Steve held the paper back "For some reason your booked in to the Fairmont Miramar at Santa Monica". He handed the papers to me "Oops, I think that was Jacob's doing" I said looking at him. Steve laughed "You will be here for a week, so can we hang out over the weekend sometime?". I smiled and hugged him "Of course" I said seeing Patricia and Eddie came out of the studio. Patricia called over "See you Wednesday afternoon" disappearing in to her office. Eddie walked over towards me giving me a cheeky kiss and hug "See you next week" he said and looked at me. I smiled "You bet" I replied as Eric came out of the studio and glanced in my direction nodding his head. I couldn't be sure but maybe Eric was getting friendlier towards me. He was incredibly arrogant and Steve hated being in the same room with him, but he did have a bit of a sexy side to him. Steve warned me that Eric was quite the fuck machine and bedding anyone who gave him the time of day. Interestingly Steve said his previous boyfriend took a restraining order out against him on the grounds of obsessive behaviour but rumour has it was his boyfriends wandering eye that caused the problems. Mike stood at the door and smiled seeing me walk down the airbridge towards the aircraft and put me in seat 1F. Having time to chat to him on this flight as his trainee was with him again I showed him some more shots and gave him a pair of Jacob Jansen underwear still in their box. He looked utterly surprised and thought I had spent money buying them until I explained that the designer Jacob had given way to many after doing a shoot for him. I had a whole week before going back to LA and arranged to meet up with Mike at the weekend. As usual Brad was getting a coffee and I watched to see if Mike would come through as I knew this was always his last flight of the day, sure enough he appeared just as Brad got his coffee. He walked over to say goodbye and I introduced him to Brad. We hadn't decided where to meet until Brad suggested he come down to Medina and the ranch. The weekend turned out to be a lot of fun and Brad got on well with Mike, clearly Mike and I flirted but kept it very plutonic as we seemed to have a lot in common. Mike would come down to Medina several times even when I wasn't there to visit Brad as a friend to him as well, it was a break from Melinda which really kept him from being pushed in to decisions he didn't want to make. Mike would turn out to be a great friend with benefits (airline ones of course).

My first time was a 3 some with the bf. I told him to pick someone online. He did and was chatting with the guy. Was supposed to be wrapped but I was doggy sucking the bf. I knew the minute I felt the first shot the ex set me up. I loved every minute of it!

first time i was barebacked by a total stranger i was in my teens. i had been regularly sucking this guys cock for about 2 weeks, he was teaching me how to deepthroat his pierced cock. his cock was large and had a extremely large PA piercing. he loved to throat fuck me and wrap his hands around my throat and feel his cock and PA piercing expand my throat and neck. he stripped me, he had a fuck bench ready for me. Once on the fuck bench, he cuffed my wrists and ankles to the fuck bench. He knew I be screaming, so he inserted a custom ring gag into my mouth. it was a leather covered metal ring and he had to forcible work it behind my teeth. it stretched my mouth to the max. He started to finger my boyhole and probe it. I felt him place his cockhead against my boythole, he was oozing precum and he slowly started to press his cockhead into my boythole. Once the cockhead popped in my boythole I started to scream but the ring gag made it so it was faint and unnoticeable. He told me the rest afterwards as I was screaming full force for the rest of it. He said once his cockhead popped in my boythole, he started to fuck my boythole. He plowed my boythole for several hours, starting and stopping to prevent himself from cumming. After a few hours, he started really full force plowing my boythole he was getting close to cumming. he grabbed my balls and crushed them in his hand and my body tighten and my boythole got super tight and he pushed as deep as he could and unloaded his cum in my boythole. He left me on the fuck bench until I settled down. he placed his semi hard cock in my ring gagged mouth to wash and clean his cock for him. he fucked my boyhole several more times until his cock was totally dry.

My friend's dad had been whoring me out for the summer. One weekend i was having a "sleepover" with his son when he tied a cloth around my head and told me to stay on my hands and knees. Boys and men came in all night to fuck me Never saw a single one but i begged to be fucked like that after that day.

Never really talked about it but what other place to do it then on this thread. I had just got my license, so it was a month before my 17th birthday. It aaa Halloween and it was a Friday night. My friends all went to a party and I didn’t want to go just yet. I had been talking to a blank Grindr profile that only really sent me dick and body pics. Fair sized dick and a really nice body. I didn’t really care. I just wanted to be fucked. He ended up being in town at a hotel and I drove over. He told me what room he was in so I went directly there. The door was cracked and he told me to climb on the bed. I climbed right on top of him and we started making out in the pitch black. We was already naked and I could feel that his body probably resembled the pics and his cock too. After a bit of kissing he flipped me around and spit on his cock. He threw my legs over his shoulders and started fucking me. He didn’t last very long and told me that he “forgot to pull out.” I’ve always blamed him and this encounter for my cumdump tendencies.

Same. It’s just not the same without fluid exchange. Like... it’s like the reward for a job well done. Idk.

My favorite is the regular Amsterdam in the pink and black bottle. They don't smell as bad, give a good rush and very few headaches. The English poppers with the white generic label are really good, but also too strong for a lot of people. I've used them while getting pounded by a huge cock and loved them, but almost lost consciousness! They also only come in big bottles so they go stale long before I'm finished with them. I've used Jungle Juice many times because they are the easiest to get in my neighborhood. Pretty good rush but sometimes some really intense headaches too.

A gay sex club, as you may already know, is a scary place where men would go to share a brief moment of intimacy with other men for the sake of sheer pleasure. It is an especially dangerous place to go to if you are lonely on a Friday night - or any nights for that matter - where you could find an unlimited amount of guys to fuck, suck, cuddle and a dozen of other things which would be to graphic to list here on these pages. If you do decide to go, I would suggest for you to bring along a trustworthy friend so that he or she could persuade you to not enter for the sake of your own safety and just go out for some nice dinner together instead. And perhaps your trustworthy friend could also do you a favour and suggest that you log out of this site immediately and stop reading the woeful story that is about to unfold. As I sit here in the safety of my study room typing this story, it makes me weep to share with you my research on the evil Fernando but I must let the public know of his horrific actions so that you can prepare yourself if you ever come across him on your sexual adventures. Fernando was standing outside the large red door on Smith Street during a busy and cold Friday night in New York City. The outside air blew a wind across his blond curly locks that was half hidden under his stained black cap that he wore as a disguised so no one could identify him as he walked into the large building, up the one dozen or so steps of stairs and into the club where all the action were taking place. From the outside, you wouldn't have never guessed that it was a sex club - just a lonely red door with the number Sixty-nine embroidery in gold writing printed sadly above it. It was a hidden place for which men would come to have some fun with other like-minded men and, if you may, for your own sanity, you could choose for a minute to imagine that the fun behind these closed doors consisted of men huddled around each other while playing a family-oriented racing video game and slapping each other on the backside when someone told a funny joke or watching some action movie happily together. But the only fun that ever got played in a gay sex club - or at least in Club Sixty-nine - was lots of consumption of the drug speed; a leather role playing game of master and servants; slapping each other's butts while fucking deep while on one's backside; and watching a never ending stream of gay porn movies whose actors are so foreign that you may have never ever seen before or ever would. And it just happened that Fernando was feeling like all of the above tonight when he groped his cock at all the delicious young boys, hopping to grab one of their attention. To his disappointment, none of them seemed interested so he walked towards the bar and struck a conversation with his old friend, Bartender, who also happened to be the bartender for the club. "Hey bud," Fernando said, sitting down on one of the uncomfortable bar stools. "Any fresh meat tonight?" "Hey buddy," Bartender replied. He reached out and slapped Fernando on the backside, as though he told a funny joke. "Yeah, there was a hottie that walked in here a few minutes ago. He wore a white shirt and tan pants. Just your type." The bartender gave Fernando a wink and continued, "If you are quick though, you could still catch him. I saw he went upstairs to the dark maze area. It's nice and dark up there; he wouldn't know what hit him." "Thanks," Fernando said. He did not bother to point out that he already knew how dark a dark maze could get - he had fucked enough guys already upstairs to know. Fernando got up from his stool and made his way upstairs. If you ever find yourself lost in a maze, the wisest thing to do would be to yell for Help! as loud as you could and hopefully someone would come to your rescue. If you have eaten way too many candies and lost your voice, you best bet is to then keep turning left at every possible chance that you have until you have found your way safely out. The dark maze that Fernando found himself in was a large room painted black with dozens of walls separating each other and hundreds of blue fluorescent light that spread randomly throughout which made the whole room look like one large maze with floating blue lights. If you happen to be upstairs that night along with Fernando - and you could very well be since it seemed as though all the guys were here on Friday night to get in on all the action - you would have barely seen, under the blue flourescent lights, lots of guys moving around with both their hands forward to see where they were heading; many of which were also tuning left at every possible chance, as though they were lost. And in the corner of Fernando's eyes, he could see a bloke with a white shirt and tan pants turning a corner and wasted no time in pursuing him. If you been in the maze for as long as Fernando have, you definitely would have memorized the floor layout like the answers to a multiple choice test beforehand or the name of all the singers in the One Direction boyband. Some of the path in the maze led to a small room with a bed that have been stained with copious amount of cum - the word "copious" here means "many small puddles of cum that has not been cleaned up properly and instead, smeared everywhere on the bed" and the floor littered with used condoms and slippery with packets of lubes which no one seemed to care to dispose of in the nearby lonely bin. One of the path in the maze led to the toilets where, I am sad to say, was the place where Fernando would stealth a middle-aged man many years later in one of the cubical after intoxicating him at the bar with the help of the bartender, and another path which led to the outside balcony where I laid eyes on the dreaded Fernando for the first time on a hot summer evening. But on this particular night, after turning left then right, and left and left some more, the darkened path led to a room with a series of booth which the man in white shirt and tan pants quickly entered and locked the door behind him with a loud clink! Fernando quickly entered the room next to him and also locked the door behind him with a loud clink! A room with a hole in the wall could mean a lot of different things depending on where you are when you first encounter it. For instance, if you were at a construction site of your unfinished home and see a hole in the wall, you might think that the lazy construction team forgot to patch it up and you would no doubt get very angry. If you were at home in your study room trying to hide away from a sex maniac, you might be relieved to find a small hole in the wall where you could occasionally peek through to see if you are still safe. But if you find an average size hole perfectly cut out in the wall of a gay sex club with a slobbering warm mouth on the other side, you might find it extremely pleasurable to unzip your pants and stick your hard cock through it and see where it leads too. "Let's see where this leads too," Fernando thought to himself, once he had unzipped his pants and stuck his dripping 7-inch hard cock through the wall, ready to be devoured by the hungry mouth on the other side. A wave of pleasure instantly spread thoughout his body as the person on the other side expertly applied pressure on his shaft with his mouth and was now moving his head back and forth in a rhymic pattern, which Fernando reciprocated by thrusting his hips back and forth to match with the pattern. If you ever stopped by the large red door with the golden embroidery of the number Sixty-nine outside of Smith street in the busy New York City these days, you would find, much to your disappointment, that it has now been closed, with a large lock chain that hung around both the handle bars to keep anyone from getting inside. There are no longer any loud music that can be heard leaking from the smashed windows that covered the building or the sound of fucking and moaning in the private booths with the hole in the wall. The authorities have been alerted that such a high rise in HIV in the area deemed for it to be unsafe for public use. "Yeah!" Fernando whispered, as he continues to thrust his dick sharply against the wall, hoping to slide as much of his meat down the man's throat as possible. "Suck that dick, man!" "Mmmm," was all Fernando could hear from the other side. It wasn't long before the warm feeling was gone and replaced by a familiar feeling of something being rolled onto his dick and Fernando looked down through the semi darkness to see a condom. I'm sure you don't need me to tell you how much Fernando was shocked to see a condom as much as you or I would have been shocked if you had to eat fish and chips without any tartare sauce or watching a chick flick movie when you thought it was an action movie or bumping into your ex after narrowing escaping from his scheme to fuck and pass on his mutated HIV strain into your system. Instead of being annoyed, Fernando just smiled a sinister grin as the man finished rolling the condom onto Fernando's dick and smiled even wider as he finished applying the lube. By the time the man had positioned himself so that every inch of Fernando's cock was inching deeper and deeper within him, Fernando was grinning so much that his jaw started to hurt so he began to thrust a couple of times through the wall and into the man's tight ass. I am sorry to write that Fernando had been in this situation before and he would always succeed in depositing his toxic cum into his victim. For whenever Fernando withdrew his cock and thrusted it back in again to generate maximum pleasure for the man on the other side, he would slowly remove the condom so that on the seventh thrust, the condom was completely removed. It didn't take long before Fenando's balls bagan to swelled up and it didn't take much longer after that before Fernando started shooting loads after loads of toxic cum into the unsuspecting man's hole. Fernando pushed in further to get every last drop of cum as deep into the man's gut as possible and continued to thrust his hips a couple more times so that the man wouldn't get suspicious of anything. Fernando withdrew his cock from the used ass and a trail of cum dribbled out of the man's ass and landed on the hole in the wall where it then slowly trickled down the wall. Fernando quickly tucked his semi-hard cock back into this jeans, zipped up and unlocked the door, just as the man on the other side opened his. Fernando took a good look at his latest victim, who was recovering from the fuck and looked slightly dazed, before talking a step into the darkness and disappeared. "How did it go?" the bartender asked when he saw Fernando walked out of the dark maze with a smile on his face, which anyone who knew Fernando well, like I did, knew that he had succeeded in passing his mutated gene. "Guessing from your smile on your face that you succeeded in passing on your mutated gene?" Fernando gave the bartender a high five and walked out the large red door with the number Sixty-nine in gold embroidery printed glumly above it and into the busy street of Friday night. His jawed hurt from all the grinining but he knew it was worth it. Another night and another load down and I am sorry to say that there will be many more loads finding their way into unsuspecting holes in the days to follow. *** To my kind readers, I have terrible news. It seems as though Fernando has perfected his concoction of a powerful sedative. In the meantime, be extremely weary of a massage table and some decorative pot plants. You can find more information once I send through the manuscript for SEDATIVE MASSAGE shortly. It is only with your help that I could put Fernando behind bars and bring him to justice. With all due respect, Ganthian Raph

We sat out back behind the 7-11 and drank the beers I earned for Eddie. Tom chugged his beers down and started looking me up and down. Eddie said boy I told you, you weren't done yet so now why don't you give Tom some of that sweet ass. I was a bit freaked out, this was all new to me, very exciting but still scary as hell. I walked over to Tom and he said well get down there and get to work. I kneeled down and started to undo his pants to get to his cock. He stank to the point of almost making me sick. I pulled out his cock and it looked all filthy and had sores and did not look safe at all. I looked at Eddie and asked if he was kidding. He said if I knew what was good for me I would get on that cock now. Tom was already getting excited and hard. He did not have a huge cock maybe 6 inches or so. I gave in and did as told and started licking and sucking his diseased dick like it was the best tasting cock I had ever had. The thought of not knowing if he was sick or if he had any stds started to get me a bit excited ,, all or nothing by this point I guess. He started moaning and really enjoying my work. I thought he was going to blow his load down my throat, but he all of a sudden pushed me off and told me to give him my ass.. I did as he said and he tore my panties down and started fucking me hard doggie style. He was starting to fuck me harder and harder, I could not believe he was this worked up and still had not cum. Eddie came over and grabbed my head and shoulders to give me support for this beating my ass was getting. He held my face in his lap and I could feel his large cock on my face through his jeans. He just held me there and kept encouraging Tom to show my hole no mercy. After what seemed like forever Tom started grunting and let loose with the biggest load I had ever taken in my ass. I could feel him filling my guts with who knows what new bacteria and filth. After he finished he just stayed there with his cock in my ass. Eddie still held tight and I could not move but was just resting and catching my breath. Then before too long I felt a new sensation. I tried to move but Eddie held me tight and just started to laugh. Tom was starting to piss inside my ass. It was shocking to me but felt great at the same time, then in a final act of humiliation he pulled out of my ass and continued to piss all over my ass and back. He took his time emptying his beer filled bladder all over me. They were both laughing with pride about what they had just done to me. They let me loose and I pulled up my panties and jeans and we started to walk back to the house, me covered in piss and cum and Eddie grinning from ear to ear.

MAN! I don't know many bottoms who could resits that sexiness. The minute his raw head rubs your hole it's game over - Top winner. I think all bottoms love that, "Just let me put the head in. Let me see how it feels." FUCK YEAH! We all know it feels damn good. We all love that sexy talk, that "asking" to fuck you...then delivering a load as if by accident. Story had me fucking hard and leaking - Fuck Me, Man! I need a load.

Nope any more it seems like 70% of top guys that message me online want to fuck raw. Even if their profile says safe.

Two weekends ago I went to Hawks bathhouse with a poz friend of mine, Rob. We like to hunt hot young barebackers together and take turns tag-teaming their. Rob has this amazing 9" cock with a thick shaft and a huge mushroom head that is twice as thick as the shaft. Once he gets it inside, he can plow away and the head keeps him from popping out as he fucks like a jackhammer. It's very hot to watch him fuck other guys and it feels awesome when he slips it inside my ass. Rob and I partied up on some T and we were cruising around when I spotted this hot, young, blond boy with a military haircut in his room surfing porn on his computer. I could tell he worked out. He wasn't all that bulked up, but rather was nicely cut and chiseled, just the way I like them. And he had a gorgeous 8.5" cock of medium thickness. The only hair on his body was on top of his head, a nicely trimmed patch of pubes around his cock, and two small patches under his arms. We started talking and instantly hit it off. He is a 26 yo former Marine named Stu who is newly back from Afghanistan and just got released from active duty. Since I'm former military, we had tons to talk about. We were totally hot for each other and it didn't take long for me to get his dick hard and start some action. I couldn't resist eating Stu's ass. He had this beautiful, smooth, pink hole that tasted so sweet. I got him moaning and writhing in ecstasy with my tongue, then I told Rob to fuck his hole while I shifted my attention to Stu's throbbing cock. Rob shoved his thick slab of dick into Steve, who winced in pain. Getting Rob's big mushroom head into your ass is the hardest part. After the head is in, you can relax and enjoy that nice full sensation that comes from getting fucked by a really big cock. As soon as Rob slid inside Stu, Stu's cock started oozing tons of pre-cum and didn't stop. Stu was on his back with Rob standing at the edge of the platform. Stu's legs were draped over his shoulders. I shifted around to straddle Stu so I could sit on his oozing rock-hard cock while Rob fucked his ass. Rob was punishing his hole and plowing into his prostate with each thrust. Suddenly Stu arched up and moaned with a look of pure joy on his face. I could tell he was unloading a big load of cum in my ass. Stu told me that he had never cum inside a guy before because he normally bottoms. I told him I wanted to return the favor and Rob pulled his cock out excited to watch me fuck Stu. I flipped Stu over so he was face down on the mattress. I put my cock inside him and started fucking him real slow while I held his head down with my arm. He was moaning and grinding his ass beneath me. I put him into all sorts of positions that allowed me to get my cock deep inside him at all sorts of different angles. He was loving it. My upper torso was in full contact with Stu's back. He was enjoying the feel of my trimmed chest hair sliding around on his back. I was whispering in Stu's ear how much I enjoyed fucking his hot ass. He was getting off listening to me and he was milking my cock with his ass muscles. I encouraged him to take every inch of my cock and to keep milking it with his ass. His ass felt so fucking amazing. I like to top just as much as I like to bottom, and Stu's tight hole is one of the best asses I have fucked in a long time. I felt my load of cum starting to build pressure at the head of my dick and knew it wouldn't be long before I would blow. I started whispering in his ear that I was getting close and that I was going to breed his ass. I heard him say, "Yeah, man. Do it!" and felt him push his ass back toward me helping me drive deeper. I looped my arms under his armpits, put my hands on top of his and intertwined our fingers. He started working his ass harder and faster, which was more than my cock could bear. I wrapped my legs around the outside of his and hooked his calves with my heels. I pulled him close into a bear hug with my arms and held him tight so he couldn't move. I pushed my swollen cock as deep inside him as it would go and unloaded a huge load of cum inside his guts. I lost count of how many times my cock erupted but it must have sprayed at least 10 times. He moaned and whimpered every time my cock convulsed inside him. As I dumped my cum inside him, his cock was rubbing on the platform cushion below him and I heard him say, "Oh fuck, you made me cum too!" When I was done shooting, I tried to release him but he held me close. He wouldn't let go of my hands and he wouldn't release my legs. He held me in that embrace for a long time and I just went with it. My cock was locked in Stu's ass and he kept massaging my dick with his ass muscles. I could feel the vacuum working on my dick and it kept me rock hard. I could feel the warm squishy feeling of my cum as it lubricated the inside of his ass. I love using cum as lube. Within minutes I realized that there was a second big load of cum building inside my cock. My balls were getting ready to release so I told him that he was going to make me cum again. He growled, "fuck yeah!" and started working my cock with more enthusiasm. Minutes later I blew another load inside him, this one bigger and more intense than the first. We lay there talking, sharing some of our military experiences. He still had my cock in his ass and seemed really content to just hold it there. I could feel all the cum inside him and, with my still-hard cock acting like a butt plug, it had no where to go but deeper into his guts. We were sharing stories about our gay experiences in the military. At one point we started talking about how we got out of the service and I shared what it had been like to get kicked out of the military when they found out I was hiv positive. I felt him tense up and sensed a change in his breathing. "You're hiv positive?" He asked. And I thought to myself, Oh shit! "Yeah," I said. Dreading the answer I knew I was about to hear, but I asked anyway, "Why?" "I'm negative," he said. We uncoupled and faced each other. I looked him in the eye and told him point blank that the chances were pretty high that we had just changed his status in the last couple of minutes. I told him I was pretty sure I had just pozzed him. He grew really quiet and just looked at me. I asked him if he was okay. He nodded yes but didn't say anything. I could see tears in his eyes. I kissed him on the lips and told him I was sorry. I told him I assumed he was poz already or didn't care since he was partying in the bathhouse, fucking bareback, never saying a word about his status or asking me mine. I told him I always assumed that if a guy was neg and wanted to stay that way that he would take responsibility for his health and ask guys to use a condom. He considered that thought for a bit, then told me not to worry. He said he took responsibility for what had happened. He told me he'd only been to a bathhouse a couple times but that he had been barebacking for a few months. I asked him if that meant he was comfortable with the risks he had been taking and the fact that he might turn up poz some day? He said he had always asked guys to pull out and cum on his chest or on his back when he had barebacked previously. He shared that I was the first guy who had ever cum inside him and acknowledged he had asked me to do so, twice in fact. He said he had likely fucked with hiv positive guys before, but I was the first guy to admit it to him. He thanked me for being honest and talking with him openly about what had happened. I assured him he was going to be alright and that he wasn't going to go through this alone. I told him I would go down to the std clinic with him the next day, that I would stay with him while he got tested, and that we would get him some PrEP medication so he could stay negative. He thought about it for a minute then seemed to relax. He told me he was okay with it and that he didn't want the PrEP drugs. I looked at him and asked if he was sure. He said he had always assumed that he would get hiv someday and that he struggled constantly within himself to reconcile his fears with the powerful drive compelling him to have raw sex. He experienced tremendous guilt and shame every time he barebacked, yet he couldn't seem to stop doing it. Now that he had taken my poz loads and knew he had, he said he suddenly felt relieved. He had done what he feared most and realized that the world didn't stop spinning when it happened. He discovered that his fear of the unknown had grown much worse in his mind than it was in reality. As a matter of fact, he admitted that it made him really horny when he realized that he was taking poz cum and that he found it very erotic. I looked down and saw that his cock was rock hard again. He wasn't lying. He was totally turned on knowing he had just taken my poz loads. He then told me that he felt more connected to me than he had ever felt with anyone he had fucked. I was feeling the same intense connection so we talked about this bond we felt for each other. We realized that sharing the virus between us had bonded us for life. No matter where he goes or what he does, he will carry a part of me inside him forever. I will always be the first guy who came inside him and the guy who helped him admit to himself that he wanted to be poz. He pulled me close and kissed me deeply and passionately for several minutes. When he eventually he pulled away, he looked me straight in the eye, smiled, and thanked me for setting him free from his fears. He said, "I'm glad it was you. I want to always remember this night as the night I got pozzed and you as the guy who did it." With that, he rolled over onto his stomach pushed up onto all-fours and offered me his pretty pink hole. "Fuck me some more", he begged. "I want to take as many of your poz loads as I can." I fucked him for several more hours and dumped 4 more huge poz loads in his hot neg ass. In between each load, I edged inside him as long as I could, feeling my cock oozing tons of pre-cum and lubing his hole. The shared realization that each load of cum I gave him was insuring his conversion strengthened our bond and made us hotter for each other. Since last weekend, Stu has been calling me and texting me every day, begging me to fuck his ass and give him more of my poz cum. We met 3 more times last week so we could fuck and he could get more cum. He came over to my house this past weekend and we fucked like rabbits the entire weekend. It has been a huge turn on for me to witness his start as a timid guy who was afraid to let anyone cum inside him, then watch him morph into a total cum whore who can't get enough poz cum inside him. He is a man on a mission to convert and it makes my dick rock hard every time he begs me to poz his hole.

Part 2-Trent It was strange, I was up all night, but I felt very awake and alert. I was allowed to refresh myself with a dip in the pool before getting dressed and allowed to leave. As I was in the pool, I thought about what had happened the night before and how good he made me feel. I got out of the pool with a raging hard cock that was quickly sucked on by my host. It didn’t take long for me to blow my load that he swallowed down. It was the best blow job I had ever had in my life. As I left he told me “Come back to swim any time boy and remember to bring one of your buddies over with you.” As I walked home I noticed several test messages from Trent. He kept asking if I was ok and did I need any help. I sent a text back to him that I was feeling good and was going home to sleep. He asked what happened to me last night. I wasn’t ready to tell him. When I got home I grabbed a shower and crashed for the rest of the day. I woke up late afternoon to Trent coming into my bedroom. “What happened to you last night bro?” “I got busted after you guys took off.” “What did he do to you?” I wasn’t gonna admit to being fucked, and since I wanted to get Trent over to the guy's house, I lied. “He took me in his house and we talked. He’s a nice man and let me swim all night. He told me I could come back to his place with a friend and swim any time.” “No way. Its gonna be in the 90’s today. Can we go over there and swim this afternoon?” “Sure. Let me get in the shower and we can head on over.” “What about Dave and Joey?” “He wants to meet you one at a time. Next time we can invite one of them to join us.” “Right on!” I got out of bed naked and headed for the shower. Trent blatantly stared at my ‘morning wood’, little aware he would receive some 'wood' of his own when we got to the guy’s house. I showered up, grabbed some shorts and a shirt and we were out the door. We made the short walk over to his house and I rang the bell. He came to the door in the same shorts he wore last night. “Well, hello there. And who is this?” “This is Trent, one of my friends from last night.” “It’s nice to meet you Trent. I think you’ll like swimming in my pool without having to jump the fence.” “Yeah, I bet I will. Thanks for letting us use your pool.” "My pleasure - that's what pools are for." We went through the house back to the pool. Once there I stripped down and jumped in the water. Trent looked down at me a little puzzled. “You’re just gonna skinny dip in the guy’s pool?” “Sure I am. He’s ok with that.” “Yes it’s ok with me if you want to skinny dip in my pool. That’s the only way I swim.” “Come on Trent, you were skinny dipping last night.” I watched as Trent stripped down and jumped in the water. After swimming for a while our host asked “You boys want something to drink?” I answered “Sure, what ya got?” “What do you want?” Trent said “A coke is fine with me.” I responded "Same for me, please." Our host went into the house and returned a few minutes later with our drinks. We hopped out of the pool and sat on the edge as we began to drink them down. When we were almost finished our host asked “How would you like a tour of my house, Trent?” Trent answered with a slightly slurred voice, “Sure - why not?” We went into the house and followed our host as he showed every bedroom and explained his décor. When it came time to show the basement I could see Trent begin to sway and weave as he walked. He barely made it down the stairs when our host grabbed him and put him in the sling in the corner. I helped our host restrain Trent before he tied me to the cross along the wall and began to whip me as he waited for Trent to regain consciousness. It seemed that I was getting a harder lashing then I did the night before when Trent started to come around. I looked over at Trent as he pulled on his restraints. Seeing the panic begin to settle in his eyes our host stopped whipping me and walked over to my friend. “I see our little bitch is awake.” “What the fuck! Let me go or I’ll scream.” “Go ahead and scream. No one will hear you. This basement is sound proof.” He came back over to me and released me from the cross. Led me over to the bench and restrained me there. I still had a good view of Trent and watched as our host walked over and prepared 2 syringes. He came over and gave me mine first. I felt the rush and let out a strong cough as the drugs hit me. I could tell he gave me more then I had last night and I was so happy to have that high again. Trent yelled out “You’re not gonna stick me with that needle bro, I don’t do anything but smoke a little weed” as our host prepped Trent's arm for the slam. I watched the look in Trent’s eyes as he was given his slam. I kept looking into his eyes as the rubber was removed from his arm. I hear him cough and knew the drugs were hitting him hard. He looked over at me as he saw our host come up behind me and start to fuck me. I could tell he was out of it cause of the drugs in him. I got fucked for a while before I was released and taken over to the sling where I was told “Lick that boy’s ass and get it ready for me to fuck. I better see your tongue as far up that cunt hole as you can stick it.” I worked my tongue on Trent’s ass, licking and sucking best I could as I heard my friend begin to moan. After a while I was told “That’s good enough boy.” I was pulled out and told to sit there, fuck myself with a dildo and watch. I looked up at Trent to see a glazed look in his eyes as he uncontrollably moaned. I now knew what I looked like getting fucked for the first time and why I liked it so much. My ass was greedily taking as much of the large dildo I was given inside me as I good give. What I really needed was to be fucked. I not really sure how long we were there when I was told “Get that dildo out of your ass, boy, and have Trent here suck your dick till your hard.” I did as I was told and soon was standing next to Trent’s head so he could suck my dick. I could tell that Trent was about to get his first load of cum deposited inside his ass. It made me think back to the night before when I took half a dozen loads from our host. He began to grunt and groan and fuck harder into Trent’s abused ass when he shouted out “Here you go Trent my boy!” After our host was done seeding Trent’s well used ass he had me get between Trent’s legs. “Now it’s time for you to fuck your buddy.” I lined my hard cock up with Trent's wet hole and slid right inside. Once I was inside Trent I could feel our host behind me sliding his cock inside me. Boy did that feel good. He then started to fuck me as I fucked into Trent. It took some coordination, but eventually we got a good rhythm going where I did most of the work, sliding into Trent, and sliding back on our host's cock. Maybe I made it a point to really hammer Trent's ass, but to be sure, I lasted a long time. Each time I felt like I was gonna blow, I backed-off, allowing the sensation to pass so I could keep up with our host, who unloaded in me a few times before I finally lost my nut inside Trent. He pulled out of me as I pulled out of Trent and he slammed back into Trent. I am sure he gave Trent a few more loads before he let him out of the sling and over to the shower area to feed him some of his piss. Trent and I showered off as we were watched by our host. Not a word was spoken and I’m not sure what came over us but all of a sudden Trent and I were kissing as we showered off. We then went out and jumped in the pool before we got dressed to split, both Trent and I were exhausted and wanted to crash. Our host discretely reminded me once again that I was to bring my other buddies around, saying “You have two more to bring me. Have fun with Trent tonight.” We got back to my place and headed to my room where Trent started to kiss me and before I knew it we ere naked with him fucking me. I remember him cumming just before we both passed out from exhaustion.