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Tommy had just turned 29, after a couple of heartbreaks he was ready to look after himself for a while. His hair had thinned so he shaved it close, down to the stable but not wet razor. He wasn’t confident enough to go that far. He worked for a tech company, a routine 9-5 job. With only a small social group who worked just as much, there was a lot of downtime and not a lot going on. After lazing about for a few months after the last relationship went down in flames, Tommy decided it was time to get back into the gym. After a 3 weeks of going to the gym, every day after work, doing a mix of cardio and weights. Cutting back on the weed and making home cooked meals. Tommy had slimmed down and started to tone up again. Not washboard abs, far from it, like a less toned swimmer. His confidence had started to build up again, he wasn’t ready to jump back into dating again but the odd hookup was always an in-between step. Logging into the usual Grindr and Scruff apps, there wasn’t much of an interest. Feeling particularly horny one Saturday night Tommy found his way back on to BBRT. He’d always felt sensible about sex, hooking up with guys who knew their status. High on poppers he couldn’t say no to an ass full of cum. After setting up a new profile, it didn’t take long before he was chatting to a guy in his mid 30’s. Average body, negative, recently tested and up for getting stoned, watching porn and having a long night fucking each other. Exactly what Tommy needed. Tommy turned up at Dave’s apartment, a typical bachelor pad. They sat on the couch and shared a joint and talked for a bit, sharing a cup of tea. Eventually they were making out before moving to the bedroom. Dave hooked his phone up to the tv, quickly navigating to a porn site and loading a bareback gangbang scene. The bottom way swallowing a cock while his ass was being pounded from behind. Before Tommy had time to think Daves dick was burning its way into his ass, with only a bit of spit, he was tight. “Here, huff these” Dave handed Tommy a bottle of poppers. They were under his nostrils in the blink of an eye. “They’re new, so they’re strong… Ahhh … fuck” Dave had bottomed out in Tommys raw hole. “Fuuuuck me” Tommy felt the rush of poppers hitting him and soon he was pushing his ass back on Daves nice 7 inch cock. “I’m going to dump my first load” Dave started to brutally slam into Tommy, his balls loudly slapping on Tommys ass. Tommy hit the poppers hard and allowed Dave to destroy his now puffy hole. “Take it!” Dave shouted as he came deep in Tommy’s hole, he quickly pulled out and started eating out Tommys ass. The smell of sex filled the room as the night went on. Tommy took 3 loads off and gave Dave 2 of his own. It was just the night he needed. Back to the gym routine, Tommy’s confidence had grown, especially after having such a hot hook up. He met Dave a few more times over the next couple of weeks but it was just a bit of fun that fizzled out. They gym had started to pay off more. Tommy had really started to add definition to his chest and stomach. Almost a 4 pack. He was working away on one of the leg machines, listening to a generic 80’s gym playlist, when a guy came towards him. Tommy thought he’d finish his set and let the guy use the machine. He cast his eye over him. Maybe slightly taller than Tommy, and much more toned, his arms looked strong but not overly muscular. His eyes were a clear blue and he was smiling at Tommy. Blushing Tommy got up from the machine, grabbing his bottle of water he made to walk over to a different machine when they guy tapped his own ears. Signalling for Tommy to take out his earphones. “Hi, I’m Callum”

Chapter Two: - Well, firstly, no one is going to plant their seed inside of me as no one fucks me. I'm a TOTAL Top. And if someone were to fuck me, it would be with protection. - So you must be NEG then? - Yes, I am. All that stuff has always really scared me. His eyes seem to light up. I guess my sixth sense knew why, but, I remained calm. He made me feel at great ease, and I could not deny it, even though it wasn't the kind of bar that oozed intense sexual energy, it certainly was in our corner. BUT, I was already spoken for. I had to keep saying this, to myself, and Ayan. Was I in denial? 🙊 However, that did not stop me STARING at his OBSCENE MASSIVE package in his groin/thigh area each time he came back from the toilet. He was INSANELY BIG!! I actually knew right away I wanted him to fuck me. No one else had made me feel submissive like he did. He took control, and I was already under his spell. And I guess that has to say something from a 26 year old anal Virgin. I had fucked plenty. But had never been fucked. I also and with immense conflict found myself on this our first day of meeting fantasized about not only he Fucking me, but BARE too. But no, I mustn't. I have a loyal boyfriend at home patiently waiting for me to come home in 6 months time. My beautiful 'Lew'. Shortly after we had a few cocktails a magnum of vintage champagne was brought to our table. As we drank, chatted, laughed, and heavily flirted with complete restraint, there was this middle aged rotund guy who kept looking over. Not my type, but, something about him had me fascinated, wanting to know more. Suddenly, Ayan's phone went; - I have to get this, back in a moment. After several minutes, he returned. - Hey, Steven, I'm sorry, I have to go. Last minute urgent thing has come up. You enjoy the rest of the champagne my friend. I shall see you in work tomorrow. Don't be late. He abruptly vanished. Something did not seem right about that, like, it had been planned. I was soon to find out that this was the scenario. No sooner had he left, the middle aged rotund guy sidled his way up to my table, sat right next to me, and like Ayan grabbed my hand in a confident greeting; - Hey buddy, I am Aiden, what's your name? - Hey Aiden, I am Steven. - Aaaaaahhhh, from England!? - Yes. I just arrived yesterday. Started a new job for 6 months today. - Well, welcome to Boston. - Thank you. I was already high on Ayan's masculine authority, and hooked on his mysterious ways. And getting a little bit drunk now too. It did not take Aiden long to figure out via our conversation that I as a hobby am a Go-Go boi. Well, he actually, he didn't need to figure out, as he already knew, because he and Ayan are actually good friends! Ayan's abrupt exit was very well orchestrated! 😈 And I was the new piece of juicy MEAT in town being primed to thrown into the deep end, and swim in filTh until I became permanently S☣️ILED! - Aaaaaahhh, so you Go-Go dance at home. As it happens I own a club around the corner. We are open 6 days a week to the public, and closed on Friday's where we usually hold private functions. How do you fancy coming over tonight for an audition? I pay $200 for 1 hour dancing from my performers. Wow, easy Beer money. And doing something that I love. - Well, I will NOT allow any customer to touch me. I have a boyfriend at home who I am loyal too, and, I am happy in my Monogamous relationship. - Oh no no no, of course not Stevie. You dance. I pay you. You leave. - OK, sure, why not. He'd already cemented my place beneath him with his calling me Stevie, not Steven. He and Ayan and some BIG plans that would completely change the course of my life, for which I would one day be very grateful to them for. Aiden had you in the palm of his hand, talking about anything and everything, with many wild tales. If he was trying to impress me in my champagne haze, it was most definitely working. - C'mon Stevie, let's get you auditioned! I stood up, and stumbled a bit, I was pretty drunk by now. We left the bar, and made the short 5 minute walk to his club.

Chapter One: My boyfriend were out at our favourite restaurant celebrating two occasions. Our 4 year anniversary, and my promotion at work which entailed me going to Boston, from England, for 6 months. I was due to leave in 1 week. Once we got home from our happy celebrations, we carried on drinking with our own chilled Champagne on a blanket, on the floor, with some sweet sugary nibbles, Mediterranean house music, and each others wonderful company. Our own little picnic. We laughed, reminisced, made more plans for the future, and of course, we ending up having our usual wild passionate sex which had not dwindled at all in all the time we had been a couple. The evening ended with emptying the load in my balls deep inside his ass. We were both Neg, and Monogamous, so, all was fine in our own little world. As our final week together for a long while went on, we both became anxious. We really did not want to be away from one another. BUT, in the long term I was doing this for us, to give us a better future. And then, that dreaded day came. My flight. He took me to the airport, and we shared our goodbye that went on for far too long, with mutual waves through floods of tears as I disappeared through security. Once I was settled on the other side we continued our very emotional goodbyes via app. It was so hard, but, this had to be done. But, would my plan for a better future for me and my man go smoothly, or would there be repercussions? 😈 Once I arrived in Boston there was a chauffeur waiting to drive me to my new apartment for the next 6 months. I was already missing my Man terribly, yet, excited too to be in new unknown surroundings. It was all so thrilling. My employers had rented me a rather posh apartment in a well to-do part of town. My boyfriend would be squealing if he saw this. Our home was comfy, and merely modest. And we were happy with what we had, for the time being. I had a shower, then went out for a quick meal, came home, prepared for my first day at work the following day, took some sleepers so I could get onto Boston time, and I was very soon asleep, ready for the next part to my life. The following day I awoke fully refreshed, and arrived into work bang on time at 8am, eager to begin. On my first day at work I spent it with my boss, who with great strong strides and authority marched over to me and shook my hand, introducing himself; - Good Morning. You must be Steven from England. I am a confident being, but suddenly I felt my stomach knot. INSTANT sexual tension! - Ye ... Yeah. I mean, yes, yes I am. Good Morning to you too. And you are? - I am Ayan. Come through to my office. Follow me. I could not help but notice the extremely abnormal over sized package in his groin area, and down his leg. Wha .... I would very soon be thinking of Ayan as my *daytime boss*. We spent the day talking about my role, duties, and how the company operates, plus getting to know each other on a personal level too. It was all very laid back, whilst also retaining a certain air of formality, with that bubbling obvious two way sexual tension going on. He seemed to be keen on probing me about my hobby as a Dancer, which I put on the hobbies section on my application for the post. Having both came out to one another earlier in the day and our instant spark, I felt at ease to be able to tell him I have danced and do dance as a Go-Go boi as I really enjoyed doing it, and the extra money comes in handy, not that I need it. As I spoke his huge nipples underneath his pristine crisp ironed shirt seemed to become aroused. poking and pressing underneath the fabric, causing it to form two unmistakable and mouth-watering cotton mountains. My virgin cunt twitched! Virgin? Yes, but more about that later After my first day at work he took me out to dinner at a posh restaurant, which was then promptly followed on with a gay bar. It wasn't your typical crazy bar. The Music was subtle, gentle and quiet enough so you could have a proper conversation and minus any of the also typical sexual energy you frequently would find. Perfect for me as I was faithful to my boyfriend of 4 years back home in England, for which I was very clear to Ayan. We started out with a few cocktails each. - I hope you are not a bottom. Lots of hungry virile tops more than willing to plant their seed inside a cute young English boy like yourself. His charm and confidence made me feel relaxed, so his sussing me out did not make me feel uncomfortable. His directness and air of control once again made my Virgin cunt twitch! 🍑

I'm a kinky bastard, what can I say? I enjoy getting off to hot videos of neg holes getting bred by poz tops and stories of stealthers coming in and knocking-up unsuspecting neg bottom boys. I do it a lot myself, and I'm good at what I do, they never know who it was that got em...at least I thought none figured it out. I admit once I had gotten cocky so I wasn't careful, and sure enough I came across a story, and it was so fucking hot...and I realized it was about me! The boy knew he had been pozzed deep and good. Maybe you'll get off to what happened to him like I have. (Story told from Bottom's Point of View.) Looking back now, I can't tell if I was stupid, horny, or naive. One thing I can tell you is, the guy had a huge dick. I was new to the city and it was my freshman year of college. I was still just eighteen and only had a bit of experience being fucked and I always played safe like I learned in Health Class my Sophomore year in High School. I hadn't come out though so I couldn't really make the typical profile. I was sticking to things like Craigslist, maybe that's how I got set up so easily. He had a nice package, said he was on the DL. He was a hung mixed guy, couldn't tell what mixed but he had great slightly tanned looking skin, and a thick beautiful cock that curved upward just a bit. He had a remote control right next to his dick for size reference, oh god....I was already hard. I messaged him and sent a pic of my ass and face. I hoped I'd get one in return, I told him I was looking for some 'safe' and 'sane' fun, just some buzz words that I picked up to convey I was vanilla and maybe a bit inexperienced. To my surprise I didn't have to wait long to get a response and a face pic. He was way better looking than I had imagined, I thought guys who wanted to hide their face would probably require a paper bag if I wanted to get fucked by them, but that was so not the case. He asked if I was neg, and I said yes so condom only. He asked if I got into any kink like being tied up or blindfolded because it turned him on a lot. I had never tried any of that before but if he would fuck me more than once, I would go for it. He agreed and sent me his address and when to be there. It was just over an hour and so I had to move like lightning if I wanted to be ready in time. I was all nerves and butterflies as I pressed the buzzer to the apartment number he gave me, the door opened and I went up to the floor I was told the room was on. I came knocked the door '232' tentatively and it opened as I tapped the wood. I pressed my palm against it and opened the door fully. The room was dimly lit with candles and some sensual R&B jams playing lowly. He sat there shirtless, nice built chest, sweatpants hanging loosely from his hips showing his pubic hair and the very base of his dick was exposed as well. My heart was pumping hard in my chest now, was I supposed to fall to my knees and worship his dick? I wanted to at the very least. I confess I have a thing for thugs, just the idea of one getting rough and merciless with me was hot...but not sure how well I could deal with pain if there was any unexpectedly. "Come here and suck this dick," he commanded firmly. I obliged and covered the distance between me and his crotch, tugging down those sweats and sucking the ever-stiffening uncut monster cock that I was going to let drill into me. He licked a finger and slid it down my track pants and fingered my tight hole, his saliva slicked it up as he opened me. I moaned contently. "I'm gonna widen you up, that hole is too tight, I need it loose and used up," he whispered seductively. I arched my back trying to let myself open to him more, another finger made its way inside. He coaxed me up onto the bed, pulling me forcibly by my hair so I had to crawl on my hands and knees to the middle. He took my hands and pulled them up towards the corners, leather straps found their way around my wrists and were secured snugly with lightning quick precision. I could barely move my hands, there was no way I could slip out. This whole time he kept me gagged with his dick so I couldn't say much at all. He did mention restraints in the e-mail, so I was only surprised because I was so into sucking him. He moved away from me, and I tried to turn to see where he was going but a blindfold was already over my eyes and tied firmly into place. With one more fluid motion my ankles were bound to the bed to. I couldn't see anything, I couldn't move either. My track pants had been taken off as he had pulled me onto the bed and I was commando, so no underwear stood between my hole and his cock. "I brought condoms," I said, almost more like a whimper. I can't lie, I was scared, he could do anything to me now. Most of the things I imagined him doing to me, I wanted, but what if he wanted to do something else.... "Good," he said somewhere behind me. I could hear the floor boards creaking oddly, and now that I thought about it, I hadn't got to look around his place. There were rooms down the hall, could there be more than one person here? "You have a roommate?" I asked timidly. "Nope, just you and me," he assured me, I felt him press his dick against my ass lube covering it nicely. I couldn't tell if he had a condom on but it didn't feel like it. He pressed my head into a pillow with one hand before I could question and his dick shoved into me as well. I grimaced as the initial burn of his cock widening me up began. I gasped as he plunged into me. He tried to let me get used to it for a few moments but not nearly long enough, this top was impatient for my hole and he knew he could take it. I had no choice but to try and bite into the pillow and give up my ass to my dominator. The whole bed shook, I could hear the headboard knocking against the wall in rhythm with his thrusts into my captive hole. I moaned with each slap of his balls against my ass cheeks, they were so huge, I could tell he shot huge loads. Oh god, I hoped the condom wouldn't break or I'd be the one overflowing with his seed...if he was wearing a condom at all. I was nearly screaming at the top of my lungs into the pillow before he suddenly slacked off and slid out of me without a word. Had he cum? Was he about to rim me? I couldn't tell what was happening, that familiar feeling of nervousness and excitement struck again, perhaps this is why he liked the bottom to be blindfolded. Not knowing could be an aphrodisiac after all it seemed. Then, his cock slid into me once more. Yet, something was different this time. It seemed fatter somehow, his was a hung dick but it was overly-thick, this one though had way more girth to it. Did he put on a cock ring maybe? I didn't have time to ask or ponder before I was being drilled again. Tears started splashing into my pillow as the assault renewed with incredible power. My hole quivered from the force of his dick cramming into me and forcing me even wider. My top was silent not even a little dirty talk, just me moaning and grunting as his used me as much as he wanted. He gripped my hair and pulled my head back, and something was pushed under my nose. I wondered what it was and inhaled curiously, it didn't smell like much of anything but he moved it and held it under my other nostril and made me sniff deeply again. As he moved the bottle away I got the most intense feeling I had ever had. A warmth seemed to spread from the center of my chest and radiate through my whole body. My hole could barely handle his dick before but suddenly it seemed to want nothing more than to open up and get raped by his horse-hung cock. All I wanted was to let him use me as his cumdump, I wished I could have told him to rip the condom off and just blow inside me. My hole felt like a secret part of it was opening up to just him and he could violate me deeper than anyone ever had before and...he sure fucking did. I moaned like a bitch as he drilled my ass in places I couldn't imagine having been fucked in. It was like his dick found a secret compartment to stuff his meat into again and again until suddenly I felt it throbbing repeatedly while he was balls deep inside. I breathed heavily just feeling the pulses taper off after two minutes. His balls emptied every drop before he slid out of my ass. "You wanted multiple loads from me though, yeah?" he questioned. I felt him press his dick back into me, though now it felt longer again, not as thick, and it went even deeper than before. I felt the familiar bottle pressed against my nose. I inhaled, and now I knew he definitely had a friend using my ass there with him, and if I had to guess I was being the cumdump for both of them. I tried pushing out the load, to be sure it was inside me but the rush took over again and his dick was already plowing me deeply. I closed my eyes even though I couldn't see anything anyway and just relaxed and let him use me. Resisting wouldn't help now and he knew I had given in. The bed was rocking like a boat in a storm and the pounding of the headboard was like thunder with how powerful his fucking was. I screamed into the pillow in ecstasy. "Just fucking cum in me, I know you're doing it!" I begged. And that's when he shot. He pulled out so I could feel a spurt of jizz shoot across my back and then plunged balls deep into me and kept it in the entire time until he was done. A finger ran across my back gathering the load he shot and pushed it back into my hole with the rest of the loads. He unbuckled me but pinned my arms behind my back as he undid the restraints on my ankles. He walked me across the room with the blindfold on and pushed me outside the door of his place as he dropped my clothes to the floor with my shoes also outside. The door slammed shut as I was taking off the blindfold, completely naked in the building where anyone could walk by. I hurriedly got dressed, my aching hole wanting to burst with the amount of cum his balls had filled me with. I hoped I could make it home or to a bathroom before I had to let the loads out. "Ugh!" I gasped as it was too late, a huge stream of cum suddenly ran down my left leg coating my socks with jizz there was so much fucking jizz, and I knew that was only the beginning. My track pants were soaked, I could only hope they were dark enough people couldn't tell I had just been fucked in the ass and bred. I felt like such a slut. He had used me and tossed me away like tissue paper... And God was it hot. I found out I was poz two months later, but I never saw him again...that's when I thought to write this. Maybe he'll see it and get in touch someday... ((Note: For anyone who is thinking of asking -- nope, I didn't find this story somewhere else, haha I wrote it all myself, just added more to the story to include that twist. Wouldn't it be hot to read a story written by someone you gifted? ))

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?”

When we walked back into the bedroom, the two guys were lying back smoking the pipe and watching porn. Not touching but wanking their own cocks and discussing the scene. Damp, we joined them. I slid between Milos legs and took his cock in my mouth. He gazed down and blew me a kiss and then stretched raising his hands above his head. Michael, whose own semi was in Toby’s mouth leaned over and kissed Milos. It looked so fucking hot. So fucking innocent. But as I watched Michael clasped Milos hands above his head, keeping them there. I kept sucking on Milos cock and gently grabbed one of his ankles and saw that Toby was doing the same. Michael pushed his tongue into Milos mouth as I sucked his cock and now Toby ran his tongue up and down his inner thigh. Milos was in sensory overload and oblivious - lost in three hot horny guys paying ultimate attention to him. The poor fucker I thought as Michael straddled Milos and lent all his weight on him. Suddenly Milos must have realised something was wrong as he tried to push him off. But it was too late. Toby and I leaned over the bed and pulled out the retraining straps from under the mattress and linked them round his ankles. Michael pulled his arms apart and grabbing them we slipped them into restraints hidden behind the headboard. To stop Milos from yelling I heard a sharp slap. Looking up, Milos looked stunned as Michael withdrew his hand. A trickle of blood seeped from the side of the Greek’s mouth. My cock went rigid. As Michael climbed off the stunned boi, I grabbed his chin and looked him in the face. Milos whimpered as Toby and Michael got off the bed and started prepping some syringes. “Pussy boi, eh, you cunt?” I licked the blood from the side of his face and then slapped his face again. But not too hard. My hand dropped to his body and grabbed his cock. It was rock hard and leaking. Milos was scared and horny. The perfect combination. I dropped my hand lower and grabbed his bollocks and squeezed. He yelped as I twisted them. Then I dropped my hand further under his balls. His eyes opened wide as I rammed three dry fingers into his cunt and yelled. I slapped him again. “Don’t make so much noise.” Behind me, I heard Toby cough. Something landed on the bed with a thump. I smiled, picked up the ball gag and despite his protests strapped it to Milos’ face. I walked away as he screamed in to the rubber ball. I pulled Toby back to the bed and clamped his mouth onto Milos cock. T’d up he didn’t need any bidding. Standing behind him I slid my cock into his cummy, wet hole. Involuntarily I moaned. Fucked cunt always felt so good. Michael came to stand next to me and tied a tourniquet around me arm. Then walked to Milos and did the same. Milos was shaking his head. “No, baby. You said if I did it, you’d do it.” He continued to shake his head as I slowly pushed my cock in and out of Toby’s hole and Michael lined up the syringe in my arm. I closed my eyes. The black hole in my soul was pulsating. It was hungry and as I coughed and felt the rush, it flared brighter than ever before. I opened my eyes and watched as Michael told Milos not to struggle or it would hurt. Suddenly, Milos went still, eyes transfixed on the needle. Michael inserted the needle into his arm. “How much?” Michael grinned. “More than enough.” Suddenly Milos was coughing and struggling, I lent forward to keep Toby on his cock, hearing him gag and retch as he tried to do as he was told. Taking two deep huffs of poppers, Michael then clamped his mouth to Milos’ lips and forcefully blew his lungs into the boi’s lungs. Milos stopped his struggling as his body fought the new invasion but when Michael pulled away it was clear that the slam was taking effect. Milos’ eyes were glistening, hungry and desperate. Michael came and stood beside me. His cock was hard and dripping. I pulled out and stepped to one side. Without any notice, Michael pulled back his hips and rammed his cock into Toby. He screamed in pain and his arse gave way to the massive tool raping his unprepared cunt. I pulled one of Toby’s arms behind his back and the other on the back of his head as he tried to pull away from Milos cock. Milos, pushed his hips forward, wanting lips on his cock. I leaned down and told Toby that this was part of his punishment for being so cocky. I pulled his arm tighter making him scream. Michael laughed, pulled out and slugged his cock back into the tight hole balls deep. Toby was begging him to stop. Milos was moaning with pleasure but struggling against his restraints. He looked at me pleadingly. He wanted to be Toby. His cunt was hungry and his own black hole was starting to grow inside him. I released Toby. The pain and pleasure he was feeling wasn’t going anywhere but being impaled on Michael’s massive tool was all he wanted. He was now pulling on his own shaved balls and then pulling his arse cheeks apart. He was begging Michael to fuck him and begging me for forgiveness. I stood back and watched then went to stand by Michael. As he turned to kiss me I slid a finger to his cunt. He smiled and I pushed a finger in, making him moan. His fucks were now so deep and hard, he was slamming into Toby with each thrust. Toby was delirious, lying prone and lost to the meat pounding him. I pulled my finger out of Michael’s arse and pushed it into his mouth. Michael’s tongue sucked the taste off my lips and then he kissed me as I jerked off. Milos, tied up, could only watch as Michael started to ramp up his fucking and suddenly lifting Toby physically off the bed with such force into his cunt that Toby was crushed into the mattress. Pulling out, Tony’s red tinged arse juices leaked onto the sheet. It looked so fucking hot. I flipped Toby over and looked at his cunt. Red and raw I slid my own cock up there, wanting to feel the heat and wetness of Michael’s fuck. It felt glorious. I told Michael to get the bulb from the draw and when he returned I pushed it into the filled up cunt and extracted the contents of Toby’s semi wrecked into the clear bubble. I smiled and lent down to kiss Toby, who finally opened his eyes and smiled. Michael joined us as we three kissed, completely ignoring Milos. Desperate for attention he screamed into his gag. We stopped and looked at him. I wrapped my hand around his cock and started to slowly wank him. Toby got up and retrieved his bag. “What, baby? You want to be fucked?” His eyes widened and he nodded. I grinned and pulled his foreskin all the way back revealing his leaking piss slit and leaned down to lick the precum spilling from it. I gestured to Michael who walked back over to the dresser. “One more slam, Milos. And then we’re going to fuck you up so bad.” His eyes went from hunger to terror and he started shaking his head. I grinned. “You know this is what you want. Why you came here tonight. Fuck you up so bad.” As he watched, Michael walked back to the bed syringe in hand and Toby pulled a baster full of cum from his bag, adding the new juice from the bulb. Milos screamed again into his gag and once again fought against the restraints. Futile. I straddled Milos and took his head in my hands. “Don’t struggle. Michael might slip and we couldn’t want that.” Michael expertly and quickly slammed me and it took all my control to remain where I was as I felt the T race through my body - to my brain, my cock and my cunt. All I wanted was a cock deep in me and it took all my willpower to fight the urge. Milos went still. Not limp. Like his dick, his body was hard and straining. Michael tapped the syringe and reset it and I watched as he pushed the tip of the needle into Milos’ arm, paused and grinned. Milos looked at him confused. “Get ready, you fucker. You’re about to become our sleaze pig. Our boi. Our poz and blood dump. We’re going to open you cunt up so much but you won’t beg us to stop.” Milos pupils dilated and suddenly he was coughing. And I mean really coughing. Coughing so hard he flung me off his body as he strained against the restraints and then went still, his breath whistling through the choker in his mouth. I admit I panicked as I watched his reaction, scared Michael had overdone it. But I then remembered that Michael was, as a dealer, an expert. I got to my feet and walked back to Milos. And I saw it. He had entered his back hole. He was staring at me but not seeing me. Isn’t down and kissed him and for a single moment I entered his black hole and saw his hunger

PREQUEL to Chapter Four: - Hey Man. Are you one of the Dancers at this place. - Er, well, er, well sort of, I start on Friday. - I hear you are not from around these parts. Been here long buddy? - I arrived only yesterday. I am here for 6 months. - You start Friday night you say. That's the private function night. They're a tough crowd to please. You might want something to relax you. I can help you wit' that. Here, take my number. I can come over to your place before your shift, and give you somethin', make the evening go better. - Thank you. What is your name? - I'm Nesto. What's your's Man? - I am Steven. - I've got to split. Nice meeting you Steven. Call me. He gave me the 'call me' hand gesture, and no sooner had he appeared, he disappeared off into the night, and I luckily found the taxi place, and went home. What an INSANE first day. I went home, showered, had a quick app video chat with my Man, showered, had a few nibbles (I really must get some proper food in to cook myself), then completely crashed out. Tomorrow would be Thursday. My first full proper day at work, and the day before my first Dance gig here in Boston! And who was that Nesto fellow I wondered. Did he also know my *daytime & nighttime* Bosses Aiden & Ayan? .... Was I being set up to arrive loosened up in preparation to be 'L☢️☢️SENED up'? 😈

Chapter Three: Once at Aiden's club, we entered via a side entrance, and went upto his little apartment come office above it. Bit of a sleazy bachelor pad really. However, his actual home was nearby to be in the well to-do area where I was now residing. This was his cesspit where he loved to earn his living, and be a dirTy fucker at the same time. He left me in the living area and after a few short minutes came back with a Leather Harness, and almost knee length neoprene shorts that had a zip at the back. He threw them over to me; - Here, get yourself completely naked, and then put these on Stevie. I want to see how you move in costume during your audition. Do you have what it takes to be one of Aiden's class acts. Even though drunk, I in that moment kinda sobered up a little, and clammed up. - Oh, don't worry Stevie-Boy, I have seen it all before. Relax! And that is exactly what I did, relax. Although, it wasn't all that difficult, being fueled with alcohol. At the poinT I was completely naked, and figuring out how to put the Harness on, untangling it, Aiden walked over, knelt behind me to the side, and started slapping both of my ass cheeks. I was aware what he was doing, but was kinda too engrossed in trying to untangle the Harness and get it the correct way up to put it on me. He began to rub his stubble on my ass cheek nearest to him, and grunted as he rubbed his crotch through his jeans ... Yes, I got it, now to put the harness on. As I was putting it on, my *night time* boss spoke through his grunts; - Fuck yeah Stevie. I know plenty of guys in this city that would LOVE to fuck this cute, firm, young and ripe piece of meat, and unload their SPECIAL fuck juice deep inside your cunt. - Well, as you know Aiden ... *He interrupted me* - Erm, if you want this gig, you will address me as 'Boss'. I was a bit taken a back by his authoritative manner, yet, something I had only felt inside of me for the first time today stirred again. His controlling manner was turning me on. But, I still had an answer for him nonetheless. - Well, as you know, 'Boss', I am in a happy monogamous relationship, so, there will be no Men in this city fucking me, or cumming inside of me. As I said that, I immediately thought of Ayas, my *daytime-boss*, feeling a deep desire for him to penetrate my Virgin-Ass, fuck me powerfully and passionately with his abnormally sized Arabian-Dick, and spray his load deep inside of me. BUT, I told myself, keep that on the fantasy shelf. You have your sexy and handsome 'Lew' at home who loves and adores you. I put the zip up neoprene shorts on as my *nighttime-boss* sorted out some sounds for me to move to. He kicked back on his couch, lit up a cigar, and went to give me the nod to begin, but, I was already moving to the beat. I gave him my best moves facing him, and facing away as I wiggled my bubble-butt that he seemed to pretty obsessed with. Some of my friends at home teased me at what I waste my Ass was, and I should try being a bottom for a night, or two. Not going to happen as far as I was concerned. I am as addicted to beautiful Ass as the next wonderful Top, although the last 4 years I had only been paying attention to one in particular. About half way through my audition when I had my back to him, Aiden got up, came over, and unzipped the neoprene shorts I was wearing, slipping his hand in, taking in a good grope. I swiftly moved his hand away. - No. I said ~ No touching .- As you say Stevie. I guess I was being given enough rope to eventually get tied right up! 😈 I danced for about half an hour as my audience sat there, rubbing their crotch, and even getting their Dick out to wank off. I was still a bit jet-lagged, plus very tired after my first day here, and drunk, that I just had to sit down. - Sorry 'Boss'. I'm exhausted. My flight, My first day at work. I am drunk. I need to sleep. I have work in the morning. - I understand Stevie-Boy. Well, I believe you have got what it takes. Can you start Friday night? - That is your private function night, isn't it? - Sure is. I can fit you in for the 10.30pm to 11.30pm slot. You can meet all you other fellow Dancers, but, I will need to go through a few things with you first, so, please get here for 9.30pm. Okay!? - Yes, 'Boss'. - Now, here is my cell number. Do you have a U.S sim yet? - Yes, a company one. - Come to the side entrance we entered into, and buzz the intercom, and I'll let you in. I took off my audition gear, got my clothes on, and left. What was I doing? I didn't need to be doing this. I had a well paid job after-all. And today was only my first day here, and Friday was only a mere two days away. Was everything happening too fast? It felt like it, but, I rolled with it. I left the building, and as soon as I did, this rough looking Puerto Rican skin fella leapt out at me, and began to follow me as I went to fetch myself a cab (I think I know where I was going).

The man should not have to use his hand to reach orgasm. Cunt exists for that purpose. So that precludes most such targeting. But if a man wants to see the cunt smeared with his seed, it is his prerogative to pull out and aim in his naturally arrived moment of truth. I also believe it his duty to use his penis to push his load deep inside the cunt after he's done admiring the visible evidence of his prowess. It's not quite as effective for deep seeding as shooting while thrust in to the hilt, but it's a good compromise that serves his natural male pride and is reproductively complete.

I eagerly licked out the cum from his ass and then kissed Eli. Another black man approached and I had Eli get on his knees to service him.. The black man totally took charge and fed him his cock forcefully down his throat.. I could see Eli struggling with it and he even tried to stop a few times to catch his breath, but whenever he stopped, the black man would smack him across his face.. Now I wasn't sure how either Eli or I would react to that but Eli took it as a cue to suck better and I took it as a cue to stroke my dick harder. This continued for a while, Eli sucking, gagging, and being slapped.. One other black guy cheered him on, telling the black man to teach him a lesson,, slap that faggot around, things like that. Then having had enough of the foreplay, he just stood Eli up and bent him over the couch.This guy must have been 6 3 240 or so, and practically made Eli disappear when he planted his cock inside his ass and threw his entire weight onto him. I could almost hear Eli gasping for air as the man's body smothered him. Then planting his two feet on the ground he began to thrust in and out.With me watching, knowing this was going to be the 2nd anonymous load of the night and I was there to see my boy take it. I kissed Eli and asked him if he was ready to take the black mans load.. He nodded yes but I told him he didn't hear you, so say it louder and Eli did.. "Give me that load.. Breed my ass" and soon after the black man let out a roar as he blasted his seed deep inside him.. He slapped him on his ass before leaving and told me you got some good boy there.. I thanked him and as he was putting his junk back in his pants, another black man came by and simply picked Eli up off the couch and dropped him on the floor to his knees.. The black man pulled down his pants and a thick 8 inch cock sprung out and up and he put it right up to Eli's face where he eagerly started slurping on it. This black man, was younger than the others.. Maybe Eli's age or younger, with a slender muscular build. He fucked Eli's face hard and I figured he might bust a nutt real soon.. He stopped suddenly turned around and planted his ass right in Eli's face. Eli didnt miss a beat and tongued that hole as deep as he could. Fucking that black ass with his tongue, and making love to it at the same time. After like 5 minutes of that, the black man turned around and told Eli to open his mouth.. He gave his cock a stroke or two more and shot an amazing load in Eli's mouth. Eli made sure he was done before swallowing the entire load.. I wanted a taste of it, even if only a dribble and tongued Eli's mouth with my own, swabbing his mouth for any cum that hadn't made it to his stomach. Was one black man still watching and he would be the next one to attempt to ruin Eli's ass. He was oldest of them all. Definitely homeless based on his appearance. The black guy must have been over70, gray beard, and a beautfiul thick uncut cock. He removed all his clothes and stood naked in the middle of the floor as Eli began to suck.. The man stood there and let Eli do the work. I could see he was totaly enjoying that white boy on his cock and I stood up next to the black man.. i rubbed and sucked on his nipples and leaned into his face and kissed him.. Tongues touching, I could taste the wine and beer on his breath. Which only made me kiss him deeper. I released my hold on his mouth only to tell him those magid words.. Breed my boy. He sat down on the couch, his black cock sticking straight up.. Eli mounted his hard member, facing both me and the two other white guys who were watching. As Eli sank his ass deep on to that raw cock. his own little white clit stood up straight.Some how I got on the floor, and moved my mouth and tongue on anything I could reach. Eli's cock, Elis balls, the black mans cock, the black mans balls.. I just wanted to taste as much as could and be up close to it all. As Eli rode his cock I could sense the man was close to breeding him and when he started to Eli just sat there and gobble up every bit of it.. I continued to lick away, feeling the taste of the mans cum dribble out of Eli's ass and into my mouth. Eli dismounted and sat on the couch, smiling at me.. Could this be the same boy I had just had sunday dinner with at his parents.. lol boy I wish they could see him now As the black man got off of the couch, I quickly layed Eli down on the couch on his back. I climbed up between his legs and lifted them.. I pushed my raw cock into his well lubed ass and fucked him . Leaning into kiss him deeply and tell him how much I loved him aas I gave him yet one more load on the evening. Another man, a chubby latino guy, stroked his uncut cock above Eli's face until Eli took it in his mouth.. As the latino shot his load into Eli's mouth, I unloaded in his ass. Then collapsing on top of him for what seemed hours. Let's go home I said.

us cumdumpster faggots are so hungry for cum that we like to get as much cum as possible from as many men as possible pumped deep into our slutty fuckholes. I love it when a guy rams his cock in me as far as he can so that he can shoot his load as deeply into me as possible. makes me feel like I am truly getting bred like the dirty fucking whore I am. I do sometimes like it when a guy shoots on my hole and maybe jerks off into my gaped out hole or with just the head in me so that the next guy can use his cum to slide right in me. anything that shows guys what a slut I am or makes me easier to fuck is good with me.

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.

This aggressive top guy at a local university wants to rough brush my hole. I’m into the idea cause he is so aggressive/masc/tatted etc. But he told me “it will be brutal” if I let him. And I’ll be restrained. anyone have experience with this? How bad is it?

Thank you my friend @Monster5-8gPA. I am pleased you are liking the beginning, and where it is going 😈

Oh, I’m sorry - was this meant as a real question? IN, for fucksake, every slick, warm, white drop of it, deposited as deep as physics will permit. When I can feel a Top using all his strength to bury himself as deep inside me as possible and then holds that position suddenly, I know he’s allowed himself to enjoy a complete, unfettered, uninhibited release inside my body purely for his own satisfaction. That is Everything, in that one moment. I am marked, claimed, conquered, owned. How can squirting on my hole possibly compare to that?

For me? its power and agency, I've been in many situations where I was powerless even if it's for a while, in my headspace being able to choose to take power or to surrender it is very potent and arousing to me that's how I can experience these fetishes and not feel abused.

I've got no teeth, most Tops I've sucked off love it because they can go really deep and not worry about getting scraped. They like that I can put a lot of pressure on their cock with my gums.

Part 10 - The Long Three Months I walked in with coffees at 9am since I didn't want the day to go to waste. Sean and Joshua asleep and Brad somewhere between sleep and awake pulled me back in to bed after placing the cups down on the bedside table, the smile I saw on Sean's face as he slept said it all. Happily I got back in to bed and his arms quickly kissing and giggling as he laid on top of me rubbing his cock against my ass. I could sense it wouldn't be long before we really sealed our love for each other. The giggling woke Joshua who turned in bed laying on his back. Joshua turning his head looking at Sean and smiled "Morning, so what does this mean?" he asked him completely infatuated. Sean stroked the side of Joshua's face "You tell me, I know I like you" Sean replied. "I have never had a boyfriend or anything serious" Joshua replied. Sean ran his hand down Joshua's body "Same here, will you be my first?". Joshua grinned "Yeah I would really like that". "Neat" Sean said smiling "I have a boyfriend", Joshua laughed and leaned over to kiss him. Joshua raised his head "Shall we go annoy them?" he asked grinning. They crept out of bed and stood either side of us, both with mischief in their eyes they quickly got in bed thinking they had the element of surprise but Brad quickly got Joshua on his back pinning him to the bed and biting his nipples, the squeals of pleasure from Joshua his legs trying to hook round Brad's body to squeeze him was futile. I didn't fight Sean off and let him pin me down 'bring it on' I said giggling but he just wanted to kiss and hug me. They way our friendship with Sean and Joshua developed it would end up being a very intimate and close one bonding the four of us as almost lovers. Happy and confident with our own partners we enjoyed a love and respect from each other beyond what we could imagine. Since the guys had to be back in Dallas today Steve suggested well almost over pushy that we all drive up for the day and Brad was adamant that is what we should do. And so it was agreed that Joshua would come up with us so he could spend more time with Sean. We arrived just after 1pm. It was fair to say that Joshua and Sean were completely different people today, the power of love I guess. We had lunch then walked finding ourselves downtown and on the expensive shopping street. Mike joked that we should go in to JJ's boutique and I remembered the message Marcus sent me, entering the manager walked straight over to me. "How nice to see you again, I have been expecting you" he said guiding us over to the private fitting lounge. I was quite stunned by his remark "How did you know I would be coming today?" I asked. Steve and Brad held back and grabbing Joshua and Sean "Let him go in first" Brad said. Opening the door I walked in and stood there taking in the scene for a moment then burst out crying running, Eddie stood there and swept me up in his arms swinging me around and kissing me. It was an outpouring of emotions seeing him that I hadn't realised I was holding in, eventually he put me down still hugging me tightly. God how I missed being in those arms, his smell and his body made me ache for him. "You didn't think I was going to miss your 21st birthday did you" Eddie said wiping the tears from my face. I hugged him as hard as I could "I'm so happy to see you" I said "why didn't you say something?". "You know I can't. Anyway they helped put this together" he replied as the door opened. Eddie pulled away "Brad" he said smiling walking over and kissing him "please tell me you two are an item now". Brad nodded and Eddie hugged him "Finally got the courage and thank you for coming" Brad said. "About time you fool" Eddie said kissing and hugging Brad again. "You knew as well?" I asked Brad who smiled, Joshua and Sean stood there mouths open looking at Eddie. "Ah the two guys in the picture" Eddie said walking towards them with me. "This is Joshua and Sean, boyfriends as of this morning" I said. Eddie laughed "What you want a kiss and hug as well?" he asked Joshua. He nodded "Fuck yeah" he said hugging and feeling Eddie all over "Sean ya gotta feel this" he laughed. Eddie smiled "Wow, sorry Tom I found a new toy" he laughed saying hello and hugging Sean. Mike and Eddie hugged saying hello "Jacob had to fly to Europe today" Eddie said as we went to sit down. "That's okay, did he send me those parcels?" I asked Eddie. Eddie smirked "I sent them for him and helped choose the suit" he replied. "I love the suit, thank you, tell him I said thanks" I said sitting next to him. Eddie laughed "Your kidding right. Your the only person that can sell his product without working" he said. "Oh you mean the polo shirts yesterday" I asked laughing. "Yup" Eddie replied "it is the first time they have had to take pre-orders" he said. The manager brought us drinks in and took the others in to the boutique, they were allowed 2 pairs of underwear and 1 polo shirt each. Eddie went on to explain that the gagging clause was still holding and for him to risk everything to see me was a calculated one but he had to take it. Of course I understood we couldn't go out of the boutique together and chance being seen together. As a thank you for the photo they took Jacob had arranged for Joshua and Sean to choose a suit each, they were both overwhelmed, Sean had never had anything like it and asked Mike to look after it at his apartment. To quickly it was over and we had to head back to Medina and the boutique was about to close. Eddie left half an hour before me through the back entrance, Brad went off to fetch the SUV as we had quite a lot of boxes and bags. Joshua clearly knackered fell asleep on the back seat and woke just as arrived outside his parents house. "Going to have a problem explaining this suit to them" he laughed getting out of the SUV. I got out and walked round to his side "Tell them the truth that it was a gift from the designer" I said. "Yeah they will believe that" he laughed "Thanks both of you, I had such a great time" he said to us both. Brad smirked "Your welcome at the ranch whenever you want" he said. "So I have this big party next weekend, will you both come, Sean may come with Mike" he asked almost pleading. I nodded "We would love to" I replied looking at Brad who nodded in agreement. Strangely sad when we drove away, after having so much fun over the weekend with people we have come to love so dearly as friends, it was quiet, but also nice to have normality back if you could call Brad and I normal. Both pretty knackered we put the boxes of clothes on the closet floor and crashed on the bed. Brad's hand began wandering along my body then finally slipping under the elastic of my underwear, passing over my cock and balls his hand ventured further down, my eyes opened and quietly moaned as I felt his finger circle around my hole. He leaned over and kissed me lightly on the lips before spearing me with tongue, it was a hard rough kiss unlike any I had encountered with him before but it was turning me on to the point my ass was lifting off the bed as he continually fingered and circled my hole. His hand left my hole but his kissing continued to intensify, his fingers expertly manoeuvring the elastic waist band down freeing my cock and ass from it's light fabric. My hands worked down Brad's body feeling how erect his cock was, I knew it wanted to be freed so I pushed his underwear down. I had never seen or felt him so turned on like this, naked laying there our bodies so close together. My body was being pushed over until I found myself laying on my stomach. His entire body seemed to slide over my back in to position very easily, I raised my head in anticipation as I knew what was about to happen. He was rock hard and positioned his cock head and tried to push in. "Ow ow ow! Brad wait! You can't go in dry, you need something to lube it" I said, he looked around quickly but there was nothing to use. His body lifted off my back and I felt the warm saliva from his mouth at my hole, his finger worked some of it in before depositing more. I heard him spit on his hand and rub it around his cock. His body loomed over me again and he kissed my neck 'I love you so much Tom' he said putting his cock head against my hole and started to push. This time my hole yielded, and instantly Brad felt his cock surrounded by an intense heat. It was so different than anything else he had experienced. Tighter. Warmer. I moaned at his partial penetration, thankful it didn't hurt as much as I thought it would, I pushed back until his cock was buried deep. Brad started to pull out slowly, only to push back in. He held my hips laying down his full body weight on me and he began to slowly fuck me with a grinding accuracy relishing the sensation. My body responding and pushing up wanting him so badly, he felt so good and different. The sensation was beginning to be more than Brad could stand and I knew he was about to blow. He moaned loudly against me ear 'I'm gonna cum real soon' he warned me, I raised my head and met his mouth kissing him just as hard as he had kissed me earlier. He moved his arm and cushioned my neck and kissed me back 'Oh Brad, fuck me, really fuck me' I said out of nowhere. Brad started to pound me harder gradually he would increase the intensity testing my threshold and trying to hold back as his cock slammed in and out of my ass. My whole body seemed to come alive once again as I moaned louder with the powerful pounding I was getting from my step-brother. His orgasm started with an odd sensation like his balls were constricting enhanced by the sensation of them slapping against my ass hard. Then with a loud "Ahhhhhh!" Brad fell forward and the knot released, I could feel his cock spasming through my ass. Brad's body shook from the physical sensation like his balls were free releasing their contained payload directly in to my ass. At that moment when I realised Brad was breeding me I came 'holy fuck' Brad cried out in pleasure as my hole tightened and gripped on his cock almost pulling what cum was left out of his balls. My hand gripping on to the sheet under me for support feeling my load escaping and his flowing in to me binding our love together. Slowly our bodies relaxed from their euphoric state, half expecting him to make a quick withdrawal I was wrong. He continued to lay on top of me his groin gently grinding his cock deeper inside, kissing my neck telling me how much he loved me. He showed no sign of going soft and I was in heaven just feeling him inside my body, I turned my head and kissed him professing my love for him. Suddenly my head fell forward and I moaned as he began to fuck me again, a steady unmistakable rhythm from his hips his breathing heavy and erratic for several minutes. He cried out pushing up hard shooting a second load in to me. Our heads so close together feeling his warm breath as he panted and moaned my name over and over. A happy sensation washed over both of us we laid in bed together that night in each others arms, our love and bond would never be tested or broken not matter what was thrown at us. The downside some would say was that night the beast was unleashed in Brad, discovering a new love for sex. I knew he was sex mad with girls but this was a whole new level even for Brad, he just couldn't get enough of it and me. I confess there were many days during that week I walked around loaded, he had a knack of breeding so deep that it took a few hours for the cum to reveal itself and when it did it usually caught me off guard, I was beginning to think that maybe I should invest in some adult diapers to help me get through the day. I met up with Joshua several days during the week and took him a birthday card on the Thursday when we met during his lunchbreak, he seemed a little distracted when we sat down and he started to tell me that he had a message from Mike saying that Sean got in to trouble with his family and was having a very difficult time, the photo of him with Joshua and me had got back to his family, saying there were unhappy was an understatement. His older brother had beaten him and was now driving him to and from work preventing him from going out and seeing anyone. "It's all over before it begun" Joshua said looking completely devastated. I held his hand "I'm so sorry Joshua" I said looking at him my heart was breaking for him. When I left Joshua I felt so responsible for what had happened, I knew Sean was working a late shift today from 2pm to 10pm. I stood outside the bank, it was a risk and I had no idea what I was doing but I got in to the SUV and headed for Dallas arriving just after 4pm I parked outside the diner and looked so see if he was there. I knew calling Mike would be no use as he was in LA, so I got out and walked inside seeing him working in the prep area. I was shocked to see he had a bruise under his eye, he saw me and shook his head a frightened look on his face. I sat down at a table close to where he was working and ordered a coffee. After 10 or so minutes he finally stood at the wall just out of view but enough that I could see and talk to him. "What are you doing here?" he asked. I glanced at him "You know why, Joshua is so devastated" I said seeing him wipe his eyes. "I can't, I am already in so much trouble with my family" he replied nervously. I was at a lost what to do and just blurted it out "Come back with me" I said. Sean looked at me "You mean leave?" he asked "Really, can I come with you?" he said moving forward a little. "Yes, I mean I don't know what I am doing but I can't leave you here" I said turning in my seat. "Your not joking I can come with you?" he asked me again. I nodded "If you want to be with Joshua we can sort things out" I said seeing the tears falling down his face. Sean wiped his face "Back door, 5 minutes" he said slipping out of view. I finished my coffee and paid then drove around to the back door of the diner leaving the engine running, it was quiet round the back. The door opened and Sean came out carrying a trash bag like normal, he put it in the bin looking around he took the apron off and threw it against the door and ran over to SUV. He climbed in the back seat and laid down looking scared. I drove out of the parking lot calmly and on to the freeway back to Medina. I told him we were out of Dallas and could hear him crying in the back from relief. I drove back to the ranch without stopping and into the garage and walked Sean to our bedroom. Brad was just coming in from swimming and smiled seeing Sean but his face soon changed when he saw how distraught and bruised he was. I sent a message to Joshua telling him Sean was at Medina and to come over. It was one thing rescuing him like that but I hadn't really thought things out or what consequence could lay ahead. I also hadn't bargained on Seth noticing me coming back and he appeared at the door to our bedroom. He was shocked seeing Sean, he quickly looked him over making sure he was alright and asking if he had any pain. When he was happy he beckoned me to go to the family room. I had a feeling that I might have overstepped the mark this time. He was more annoyed that I put myself at risk if I had been seen as we saw what his family could do. We sat there in an awkward silence for a few minutes before I said that I had enough money to get him set up only to be shot down by him as quickly as I spoke. Seth stood up and walked and got us both a bottle of water "Was he in a lot of trouble?" he asked. I nodded "Yes, I couldn't leave him being treated like that" I replied as Seth sat down. "He will need to keep a low profile until things cool down" he said to me. "I know" I said agreeing with him "It's hard to see that happening and I kind of know how it feels". Seth nodded knowing what I was referring to "Okay, he can stay here and help on the ranch for his keep". I thanked and hugged Seth for at least understanding the reason why I did it. Joshua came over and the next few weeks he and Sean became a serious couple and Sean was welcomed by Joshua's family. Having Sean living on the ranch certainly changed our lives, our parents grew to love him so much he was included as part of the family but still keeping a very low profile and hardly ever ventured off the ranch. Some evenings Sean would creep in to bed with us enjoying a kiss and cuddle but he always gave us our space. Joshua's party was good fun, his parents a little reserved when meeting Sean and suspicious he was more that just a friend. Joshua was partly open about his sexuality with his parents but they assumed it was just a thing he was going through, secretly they assumed there was more to Sean's presence. It didn't cause any problems but Joshua didn't throw it in his parents face. Joshua had also passed his accountancy exam so it was a double celebration that night. The difficult part was seeing many of the people I was in school with many of whom knew who I was and wanted photos with me, in some way I was actually struck how much people knew about me even though I kept myself shut away at the ranch. Sean was working out with Brad and I and developing some much sought after muscle, as a person he seemed to change so much and was a lot happier escaping from his life in Dallas. I was helping around the ranch with Sean, we loved spending time together joking around and laughing as we worked, stealing kisses when no one was looking. Life was going good that I had forgotten about the weeks flying by. The coming weekend was due to be another scorcher, Joshua was coming over to stay for the weekend as usual and it was decided we would go down to the river Saturday afternoon. We tried to persuade Mike to come down but he had volunteered to cover a New York flight Friday evening then overnight and fly back Saturday morning, if he had time he would come down later as Steve was in Mexico working with Patricia in Cabo San Lucas. Sean would send a weekly email to his parents that was brief saying he was okay and happy, they would reply telling him to come home and talk but he would always reply with a no. The flight was a horrible one being a Friday night and Mike soon realised why the cabin manager's hated doing this route at this time of day. It was full of partying people heading for a long weekend, so he breathed a sigh of relief when the last passenger disembarked and he could finally get to the airport hotel for a few hours sleep before the return flight at 9am. The limousine pulled up at 7am outside the impressive Manhattan mansion off Central Park, Marcus stood at the door hurrying Jacob along who as usual always found something else he needed to do last minute. Marcus finally getting him in the car looked at the photo Jacob was studying. "How long until the event?" Marcus asked. Jacob eased back in the seat "Three months, I don't know if he will come" he replied sighing. Marcus looked out of the window "Or if he will ever do it again" he said "But you got Eddie so it's a start". The limo pulled up to the airport terminal and they checked in proceeding to the first class lounge where Jacob and Marcus caught up on some emails congratulating them for the nominations. Heading down to the plane they were welcomed on board by the dashing cabin manager who smiled and directed them to their seat. Jacob chuckled and told Marcus to focus on the map and not the cabin manager. Marcus studied the map all through the take off and climb before the inflight service started. He put the map on Jacob's lap 'dammed if I know where this place is'. Mike picked up the manifest and read through the first class passengers stopping and chuckling at the name of the two in seat 2A and 2B Marcus and Jacob Jansen wondering if it was actually the designer. The cabin attendant came back and with the order for two lime and sodas and coffees for 2A and 2B she reeled off then disappeared taking other drinks. Mike prepped the drinks and headed out of the galley. Jacob was reading the map and Marcus looking at both the pictures of the model wearing the jock strap and baseball cap. It still took his breath away when he looked at how striking the picture was and how Eddie had caught him so sexually. "Your drinks gentlemen" Mike said approaching the seats. "Thanks" Jacob said looking up. Mike noticed the picture on the table "Stunning isn't he" he said. Marcus chuckled holding both pictures up "Which do you like best" he asked Mike. Mike smiled looking carefully "This one, it sort of makes you want to you know" he chuckled. "Yeah that's what Jacob thinks as well" he said waving the picture under Jacob's face. Mike finished placing the drinks "Hope you don't mind me asking but are you the designer?" he asked quietly. Jacob flashed a smile "I am he" he replied quietly then Mike pulled up the underwear band with the logo. Marcus laughed "Always nice to meet someone wearing my husbands clothes". "Do you need help finding somewhere in Texas?" he asked seeing the map Jacob was holding. "Not unless you know where this god dam Medina Ranch is, I only just found the town" Jacob said putting the map down. Mike chuckled and pointed to it on the map "Right there middle of no where" he laughed. Marcus chuckled "Oh very funny" he said looking at Mike. "No seriously right there, that is where Tom lives" he replied causing Jacob to look at him. "You know Tom?" Jacob asked surprised. Mike smiled "Yeah I stay at the ranch with him quite often, I met his friend Eddie in your shop". Jacob smiled and grabbed Mike hand "Thank you so much" he looked at Marcus "what luck". "Are you going to see him today then?" he asked Jacob who was looking at the map again. Marcus nodded "Yes we need to catch up with him" he replied. "Ah, you won't find him at the ranch he will down by the river today I am meeting them there later" Mike told them. Jacob looked up "Well Mike I need to ask, will you take us with you?" he asked. Mike nodded "So the three months is up then?" he asked as both looked at him in surprise. Jacob shook his head amused "How on earth would you know about the gagging clause?". "My boyfriends boss is Patricia Manon" he replied. Mike explained about how he met Steve that day when Tom quit modelling and they rescued him from Eric. He ended up with two unexpected passengers in his car that day after landing at Dallas and drove down to Medina. At the river Sean laid there so happy and content with his life and watching his boyfriend up to his knees in the river cooling down looking back at him. "You haven't posted anything on your feed recently " Joshua said returning from paddling in the river. I laughed "What should I post Brad and I kissing?" I asked him seeing a look of horror on Brad's face. Brad pulled me back down restraining me "Don't you dare" he laughed fighting my attempts to get free. Joshua handed me my phone "Unlock it let's take a picture of you sitting by the river" he suggested. I sat by the waters edge looking out across the river with the tress in background, I was only wearing shorts, Joshua kneeled down and took the photo 'Oh yes' he said handing me the phone. It was a brilliant photo and I tweeted it with the message 'Finding solitude and tranquillity in the sunshine'. I was also surprised to see my followers had reached 800k, it was bewildering why people would be following me as I was no longer modelling, the likes and tweets flooding in fast and furious form the photo. I joked about getting someone to manage this watching the likes going up and retweets, messages coming in from all angels. Brad started teasing me so I jumped up and laid on top of him, he looked up at me 'I love you' he said stroking my face and pulling me in to kiss, his hands quickly removed my shorts, his aim was to get me naked and he started pushing the Jacob strap down. I was aware of what he was doing and pretended to fight back until I saw it land several meters away. Joshua and Sean were paddling in the stream laughing holding each other and kissing. Marcus laughed seeing the tweet as the car travelled down the dirt track to the line of trees. The rustling in the trees disguising the sound of Mike's car pulling up behind my SUV. The tall handsome man walked through to the clearing quietly and picked up the jock strap smiling. Joshua and Sean saw him standing there and stopped somewhat stunned to see someone else here and unsure who he was. "Still wearing my underwear Tom?" Jacob said causing us both to jump forgetting I was naked. Brad stood up "Who the fuck are you?" he asked as Jacob threw the jock strap at me. "Jacob" I said stunned running over to him naked and in to his arms where he kissed and hugged me. "Oh god it's so good to see you Tom" Jacob said putting me down. Fumbling to put the jock strap back on "This is Brad my step-brother and boyfriend" I said introducing him. "Brad this is Jacob, he is the designer I modelled for " Brad shook his hand. "Nice to meet you" Brad said waiting as Jacobs mind ticked over finding it amusing. "So hang on, step-brother and your boyfriend?" Jacob asked pointing to us both. I smiled at Jacob "Yes" I replied and Brad kissed me. "Shit you country folks are so backwards" Jacob said laughing looking around "amazing place" he said. I smiled and walked him down to the water "And these two our friends..." I started but he cut me off chuckling. "I know these two" he said "Sean and Joshua" they laughed and shook hands in awe at the stunning looks of the designer standing there. "How long are you going to be it's dam hot here and this is the back of beyond" said another voice appearing. Jacob looked over his head "Take your clothes off and go for a dip, Brad this is Marcus my husband". Marcus walked over "TMCT I told you to hang tight" he said kissing me then looking at Brad grinning. I chuckled "My boyfriend and step brother Brad" I said introducing him. Marcus laughed "Keeping it in the family, oh, not sure which of you is sexier" he kissed Brad on the cheek. Mike appeared and we ran over to say hello "Sorry I met them on the plane" he explained laughing. I went back to Jacob "What are you doing here Jacob?" I asked sitting down on the blanket with Brad. "You ran off and boy did you upset Patty big time, the amount of money she is loosing now" he said chuckling. "Sorry" I replied "but I had to get out and I didn't know there was a gagging order in place". Jacob hugged me "Why didn't you tell me things were bad I would have flown over and helped you" he said. "I know but you don't owe me anything and I had to deal with this" I replied looking at him. Jacob smiled "Tom you have no idea how much in debt to you I am" he said as I just sat looking confused. "What do you mean?" Brad asked a little overcome by seeing the real Jacob in the flesh. "Everything he models just sells out within days" Jacob said ruffling my hair. Marcus approached having cooled down "Love to see you two model together" he said sitting next to Brad. Brad pulled a strange face "Seriously that is weird" he replied laughing. Jacob nodded "I could see that. Anyway that's why I am here is there somewhere we can talk?" he asked. Brad stood "Come back to the ranch and talk. Marcus you can cool down properly in the pool with us". Marcus jumped up grabbing Brad "Show me the way sexy" he said to a laughing Brad. "Careful" I said to Marcus "the four of them together are a handful" I warned him. Jacob stood and looked around again "I can see why you come here it is so beautiful and quiet". I smiled "Best place to think and find peace" I said hugging him again. We packed up and drove back to the ranch house. Brad and Marcus hit it off chatting away. It was a little worrying to see how Brad would react around more gay men but he was pretty cool and genuinely seemed to like Jacob and Marcus. We piled out on to the terrace where everyone apart from Jacob and I dived in to the pool, we sat at the table to catch up and talk. Jacob smiled seeing Marcus and Brad hitting it off and laughing. Marcus no heeding my warning was soon overpowered by the Joshua, Sean and Brad whilst Mike looked on laughing. I watched them briefly and turned to Jacob "I am sorry about everything Jacob" I said. Jacob looked at me "I had him blacklisted" he replied "Eric I mean, no one knows the reason" he went on further. "Patty does" I told him "well that's part of the reason I left, she didn't believe me" I explained. Jacob leaned forward "Don't worry she is discreet and won't say anything, I know she wants you back" he said. I chuckled "She told me I would never model again" I said looking at the pool "I don't care though". He smiled "I want you back modelling Tom, just for me in New York" Jacob said looking at me. I leaned forward "I see, but what about Patty" I replied. Jacob chuckled "She can stop you signing up with agencies but not directly with the designer" he explained. "But why I mean modelling isn't really for me" I asked doubting if I really wanted this. "Tell me have you been out and been recognised?" Jacob asked me seriously. I nodded "Well yes here in Medina I was recognised" I replied. Jacob laughed "The Model Called Tom, you really have no idea how famous or in demand you are?". I shook my head "No, you know I didn't really pay much attention it was just photographs". Jacob looked seriously at me "I want you to be the face behind Man by Jacob" he said. I looked blankly at him "A what?" I asked looking completely stupid. Jacob chuckled "You become the face of my new menswear brand, we are creating it because of you". "Shut up" I said giggling "me, you created a brand because of me?" I repeated several times. "Yes" Jacob laughed "Young hip brand aimed at your age range and younger" he tried to explain it to me. "I don't know, I am happy here at Medina ranch" I said apologetically to Jacob. Jacob's smile faded a little "A model that can sell a range is a rare thing Tom". I turned to face him "I don't know, anyway Eddie was the one who really created me" I grinned fondly. Jacob laughed "Eddie will work on the project as well but only if your on board" he said. "If I said yes I am not leaving here, I love Brad and my friends to much" I said looking out at the pool. Jacob smiled "I will fly you up to New York, 3 days at most twice a month, you and Brad". I shrugged my shoulders and smiled "I have nothing to loose Jacob but only if Brad agrees". "Excellent" Jacob smiled "Can you fly up this week and we can sign contracts and get you started?". I laughed "I thought you came here as a friend not to get me working" I said to him. Jacob smiled at me "I do consider you as a friend Tom, in fact a close one that I hope I can trust". I looked confused at him "Trust in what?" I asked. "Man by Jacob" he said "it is not out there yet so you need to keep it secret until we are ready". "You can trust me Jacob, anyway you were the first person who was ever really nice to me in LA" I told him. Jacob laughed "I thought that was Eddie" he said catching me off guard with his whit. "As long as Brad can come with me I would be happy to" I replied unsure if I was making the right decision. Jacob nodded "Brad is quite a stunner but your step-brother, seriously!" he laughed. I looked at Brad "The person I have truly been in love with for so many years" I said then looked at Jacob. "There is one other thing I need to ask you" Jacob started to say and leaned over. "Am I going to like this?" I chuckled and he shrugged his shoulders. "There is an award event coming up, I would like you to attend with me" Jacob asked looking seriously at me. "Oh" I mumbled looking down "I don't think I am quite ready for that" I replied honestly. Jacob smiled "It's a couple of months off yet, but it is a big thing in the modelling world" he said. I sat there quiet for a moment "Why do you want me there?" I asked. "To show you off" Jacob laughed "and... you have been nominated for an award" he said grinning. I looked at Sean "Jacob can we bring Sean as well, I don't want to leave him by himself on the ranch, not yet anyway" I asked. Jacob smiled "Yes if you agree to come to the awards and only because it is you" he said. I sighed and shook my head "Are you blackmailing me" I laughed "you drive a hard bargain" I smiled at him. Jacob and Marcus stayed overnight at the ranch after a little coercing and blackmailing of my own, so they cancelled their hotel reservation in Dallas. Our parents were actually shocked for once meeting Jacob Jansen the man behind the fashion brand, yeah my mother knew about him she often wandered around the boutiques of his. They were interested in finding out what Jacob had offered me, my mother was very keen on the idea since I had shown no real interest at finding a proper job, she reminded me exactly how good I was and produced the photo I gave them wearing one of his suits for the first time. With the nine of us there dinner went on until well in to the early hours. Sean, Joshua and Mike had the spare bed in our room. Okay so the five of us did play a little, after all Brad still had an enormous crush on Joshua. Joshua, well he got over his crush for Brad, he really did have eyes only for Sean but they also agreed to have a relationship like Brad and I, purely so they could be in bed with us. Mike and Brad shared their first kiss that night, Mike couldn't believe how much of a randy buggar Brad had become, way more than me but it is was kept our friendships so special, having these intimate but not serious moments in our lives. Monday morning came around and Sean and I laid in bed watching Brad dressing, they were both looking forward to flying up to New York on Wednesday morning. Well it was bizarre for two reasons, flying north instead of west and no Mike on the flight that I was so use to. Jacob flew us to New York in first class which was Sean's first experience of flying. We were all like kids having never seen this city before, but we recognised landmarks from TV shows as the car drove us through midtown to Jacob's offices. We stepped out of the limo and looked at the sign near the doors, it wasn't blaring out at you, stylish and modest it read 'Home of Jacob Jansen Fashions'. It was a little intimidating rather like the day I walked in to Manon International as we went through the doors, only this time I was not a nobody. Two women standing in the reception rushed over greeting me by name and introducing themselves as part of JJF's marketing team. We were whisked up to the fifth floor and when the elevator doors opened we stepped into the fashionable offices of Jacob's headquarters, immediately I was surrounded by people that were so excited to meet me personally. Sean and Brad eyed up a couple of extremely buff models who were dressed in some tailored shirts. Walking past both of them acknowledged me and said hello using my name, one winked a Sean and Brad and did a double take before he disappeared in to the dressing suite, Brad and Sean were almost tempted to wander off and find him. Jacob came out of his office and beamed ignoring everyone else he almost flew across the floor to greet us...

Just spent the past 9 hours getting my arse raided & bred by big black cock! Got a msg on bbrt this afternoon from a slim/ripped hairy black Alpha bull top, he’d seen my ad & wanted a session breeding me, sent him my details & he was here within 30 minutes. I was gagging for him & was even more excited seeing how tall he was when he arrived! 6’3”!! He wasted no time when we got to the bedroom, pulled my shorts down, shoved me down on the bed & got his tongue deep in my pussy! I got hold of his fat 10” uncut dick & wanked it until he was ready to fuck my cunthole! His dick felt so good sliding in my arse, he went balls deep slowly the first few times them boom! He started destroying my cunthole plowing it as hard, fast & deep as he could, a proper bull fuck grunting & growling as I gripped his thick shaft. He had me face down on the bed plowing hard in me when he roared he was about to cum, balls deep in me I felt his dick pumping inside me. This stud has a quick recovery time, 10 minutes after breeding he was rock hard & back in my cunthole. 4 loads into the session he asked if I was into play with other guys, I said more the merrier! He got 2 of his mates to come join the fun! I now had 3 big black cocks to satisfy!! Pure heaven! One up my cunthole one one in my throat & the other playing with my nipples & cock. I’ve lost count of the number of loads the bred in me & how many orgasms the gave me, my cunthole is a squelching sloppy mess & my body is tingling all over!

Hey guys, well I've had a dry spell since I had relative staying here for two weeks. So by the time she left I was completely horned and in heat. On Sunday I posted a party ad and looking for now ad on BBRT. Had about 5 RSVPs 'yes', so I was prepared to be bred multiple times. Oink! Well the usual ratio flaked out (sad this happens) but then this guy showed up and walked into the bedroom, where I was laying in a harness, leather collar, and newly pumped nips. He was not what I expected at all as he had this shaggy strangely dyed reddish hair. But when he took his clothes off - voila! Beautiful ginger hairy chest and very large flaccid cock hanging down. Damn! I quickly found out that he was a Dom and knew how to handle and treat a pig in heat. He had me suck his cock and balls all over for about 20 minutes, all the time working my tits hard, which I love. I kept poppering and then he started to finger fuck me. Shit, that makes me beg to be fucked, which I did. After one attempt to mount me on my back, I then suggested doggy style facing the mirror. Well his cock hard must have been 8-9" true. Once he'd mounted and mated, he started fucking me, hard, all the time reaching under and working my tits. Hog heaven! I then clamped my tits and he kept pulling the chain while fucking for at least 20 minutes. This fucker had stamina. Finally his paced started to quicken, he started to moan, and said "I'm gonna breed you pig". Fucker, that turns me on so much to hear that! Then he seeded me deep for about 30 seconds, and stayed locked in. Finally we separated, he got dressed, and left. Now, I was totally in heat for more cocks so I went over to Slammer, which opens at 2 on Sundays. Cruised around, went into the dark backroom and a guy immediately reached out and started working my tits, as I started on his. Always amazes me how they go straight for 'em in the dark - Superman vision, I guess! Then another bear guy with great tits came and joined us. Then some guy must have crawled up and started sucking my cock. Fucker, tits and cock being worked, I was a pig in heat!! After about 15 minutes I said I needed a break and needed to be fucked. I cruised around a bit, sucked some cocks on the ramp, then went to the other darkroom. After a few minutes two hands reached out and started working my tits. Damn, turned out to be the first bear guy I'd met earlier, and then the second guy came in too. I had now taken my sneakers and jeans off so was naked as we worked each other, me leaning back on a leather bench. All of a sudden bear #1 started finger fucking my hole which was still full of cum. Poppers, tits being worked, being finger fucked, and high on some pot I was in total hog heaven ecstasy! I began jerking my cock and it took forever (thankfully) before I finally exploded and had one of the best orgasms ever. Was sorry I didn't get bred again but damn it was an excellent afternoon. OINK!!

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.

Moderator's Note: This part includes descriptions of sex with a woman. Normally, we would not allow that, but in this case, the straight sex serves to further the story of Marcus and Nick. If straight sex becomes a larger part of the narrative, it will have to be moved. For now, this is to warn you not to read on if reading about straight sex will be offensive to you. PART 4: Marcus, Chloe and I had all been working hard during the week and were counting the hours til the weekend, we had planned on going on a roadtrip together to an all inclusive resort in order to de-stress. We had Saturday night booked and we were excited about being able to unwind. Friday evening came and I got a text from Chloe saying, "Marcus should be home soon, we were texting earlier and thought it might be fun if we went ahead and traveled to the resort tonight to get the most of tomorrow as we could, what do you think?" I responded back that I was already packed so it'd be cool with me, but we didn't book a room for tonight. Chloe texted that she checked and there were many rooms still available. I got to Marcus and Chloe's apartment about an hour later, Chloe was the only one there so we waited on Marcus together and had some drinks, he'd have to be the DD and get us to the resort tonight. We chitchatted while we waited and imbibed on our cocktails. Chloe said, "Sooo, Marcus says you have a big dick?" "I don't know about all that, it's probably bigger than average but it's not as big as Marcus'," I responded. "Marcus' cock is fantastic, but it's actually a little too long, he can't get it all in me," Chloe sighed. Boy, did I know what she meant. Except, Marcus COULD get it all inside me. That made me smile. Chloe and I were getting kinda trashed, we finished off the tequila that we were going to take with us to the resort. Chloe texted Marcus to stop by the store to stock us up on liqour for our weekend. Chloe blurted out, "Can I see it?" "Huh?" I was dumbfounded. "Your hard cock," Chloe said matter of factly, "Can I see it? Marcus won't care, he talks about us all the time." Talks about us? Did she mean Chloe and Marcus or Marcus and myself? She was already on her knees in front of me on the couch rubbing my quickly stiffening rod through my jeans. I mumbled, "I don't think we should do this, I mean, you and Marcus..." Her small hands looked and felt good, especially when she whipped my boner out and started stroking it. I'm gay, but I'm not dead. Chloe was very beautiful too, I wish women did it for me. Although I guess they do, because she's stroking my hard cock right now, I just didn't know...Chloe engulfed my cock into her mouth and went down to my trimmed pubes in about 3 seconds. "ARGHHHHhhh...ahhhhhh, fuck that feels good," I surprised myself by saying. She was using her hands and mouth like her grandmother's life depended on it, and it was feeling crazy good. I just wish it were Marcus doing this to me instead. I closed my eyes and imagined it was him on his knees deep throating my dick and making me feel so hot. I felt her stand up with my cock still in her mouth working me over good. I kept my eyes closed and continued to think of Marcus' sexy mixed lips pistoning up and down on my hardness. Chloe came off my cock for a second and started forcing my dick into her pussy. My eyes flashed open and watched my bare cock breaking past her tight pussy lips with just spit for lube. I don't know what was going on, I'm so gay, but fuck this felt amazing. I started to speak in protest, but she covered my mouth with her hand and was riding me rough and hard. Chloe breathed into my ear, "Please, just give me this. I can't let Marcus cum in me, especially since his new insurance hasn't kicked in and he's not on his meds, and I NEED it, I need to feel a man cumming inside me." I shook my head "no," but she didn't stop, and I was getting close to cumming already. She was bouncing up and down on me so fast I couldn't help it. She reached down and started rubbing her clit and I felt her pussy tighten around my cock and she started convulsing, her body was erratic and tensing up, she was CUMMING! I looked down to see my cock suddenly very wet with her juices and I immediately started blowing my load inside her, letting out a loud, "AHHHHHHH I'm cumming!" We cleaned up in silence. I felt guilty as hell. I didn't even want to do that but I couldn't stop myself. I couldn't look at her right now. Chloe could see the guilt on my face, "It's okay Nick. Marcus told me I could." "What do you mean?" I asked with a very confused look. "Look," Chloe answered, "Marcus knows I'm not comfortable with him cumming in me, and he also know how much I like to be filled with cum. So...he said if I could get you to fuck me, then it was okay." I sat there quite perplexed by her admission. I responded,"Chloe, you're gorgeous, but you know I'm gay, I didn't really want to do that." Chloe said, "Yeah yeah, I know. You like cock and ass, but you have to admit it felt good, and you were doing me a huge favor. Don't think about whether or not you wanted it. Just think of it as helping a friend out. It wasn't so bad was it?" "No," I said, "it wasn't bad at all, it's just...I don't know," Her phone dinged, it was Marcus and he was headed up. He came into the apartment and kissed Chloe, gave me a fist bump and said,"Damn, it smells like fuckin' in here." My face went bright red and he stared right at me, "Nick, dude, it's fine, I already know. She texted me before she hit on you. I'm just surprised you got hard." Relief filled me and also confusion again. I answered, "Well, I didn't really have a choice, my dick was acting on it's own accord." Chloe and Marcus laughed at that. Marcus quipped, "I know the feeling, sometimes you can't stop your dick from doing certain things." I was again, another shade of red, knowing full well, he was referring to breeding my hole even though he's straight. We loaded up the SUV and headed to the resort, after about 30 minutes of driving, everything was back to being normal. Our dynamic hadn't changed one bit, we were laughing and blasting music, having a great time together. It seemed like we were at the resort in mere minutes. Chloe and I started loading our weekend supplies and suitcases onto the luggage cart while Marcus got us a room. We met Marcus in the lobby and headed up to the room. Room 669, the irony wasn't lost on any of us. We all Snapchatted each other standing next to the room number on our door. We had a good laugh at that. But once the door opened, I noticed a very nice living room/kitchentte and through that was a big bedroom. We wheeled our haul into the room and began unloading. That's when I noticed there was one bed. Chloe actually noticed first and asked Marcus why he only got one bed. Marcus responded,"Uhm, because that's all they had. When you checked to see if rooms were available, you didn't ask what kiiiind of rooms." he laughed at that. "The couch pulls out to a hideaway bed anyway, so we're all good." We all set ourselves up and Chloe made everyone drinks. Marcus vaped some THC with his k-stick pen and we took tiny hits off of it. Chloe and I preferred alcohol. My head was spinning a bit, but in a good way. I suddenly felt really exhausted and mentioned I had to lay down before I FELL down. I told them to get up so I could pull the couch out. Marcus said,"We wanna stay up awhile, just go lay down in the bed It's a California King anyways." I knew not to argue, he's stubborn as hell. I promptly passed the fuck out. I don't know what kind of THC that was but I was floating. I felt someone taking my shoes off. "Good" I thought, I hate sleeping in my shoes, for that matter I hate sleeping with anything on. "Well, we can undress you," I vaguely heard Chloe say. "Here, let us help you." Did I say, "I hated to sleep with anyting on" out loud? I don't know for sure. Oh well, it felt like there were 8 pair of hands on me right now, pulling my clothes off. It felt nice. Oh wait, they're taking my underwear off too. I'm hard though. I finally moved and was trying to cover my erection, but Marcus grabbed my hands and put them to my sides. He said, "Dude, we've already seen it. Just relax and go to sleep." as he covered me up. It wasn't long before I felt their bodies next to mine, and naked? yeah, I could feel their smooth warm skin all over me. I was in the middle. Chloe was in front of me fitting into the curve of my body and Marcus was spooning behind me. I was so hard right now. I drifted off to sleep again. In and out of sleep I went and came. Came? Cum. I giggled. Oh yeah, I came inside Chloe. Chloe had scooted in tighter next to me as I slept on my side. Her skin felt so nice against mine. She reached back and placed my cock in between her thighs as she was the baby spoon. She began to lightly snore. It was cute. Next thing I remember is feeling Marcus' hard cock in my ass cheeks. Fuck I love your cock. Marcus whispered into my ear, "Shhhh, she doesn't know." Damnit, is my inner monologue coming out loud again? I'm going to have to be more careful. I drifted back to sleep. I awoke with a hand on my cock. It was Chloe's. She was rubbing my cockhead on her pussy, gyrating against me, shaking the bed. I felt Marcus' arm on my thigh as he lifted up Chloe's leg and my cock slid into her. "Wait. What's going on?" I said. I heard Marcus quietly say against the back of my neck with his hot sexy breath, "You're going to breed my girl's pussy again." His muscular tight toned body was enveloping mine, and forcing my own body against Chloe's, subsequently forcing my cock deeper in and out of her tight cunt. She was moaning as she rocked my cock in and out. Marcus' body felt too good against me. I honestly didn't care that I was fucking pussy right now, and it was a huge turn on that Marcus was practically forcing me to. I felt Marcus' hard thick cock head knocking on my hole as I fucked Chloe. My hole was soaked with his precum and was beginning to get wetter and more relaxed at each thrust. His stone-like member was fucking in and out of my tight hole a couple inches and suddenly, he broke past that second barrier and was fully inside me. I let out a guttural moan of satisfaction. As horny and turned on as I was, I became even more so when I remembered Marcus wasn't on his meds and hadn't been for over a month. He was so against fucking me at the gym because of that. But right now, I guess he couldn't control that foot long dick of his. I began to ram into Chloe's hole and she was breathing hard and her body was shaking, "FUCK ME Nick! Fuck my pussy. Cum inside me." Chloe yelled at me. She had no idea the real reason I was pounding her so hard was because I was actually throwing my asshole back against Marcus' monster cock trying to get him to nut in me before he gained a clear head. Marcus was running his hands over my body grabbing onto me and squeezing tight, as I felt him go rigid and his dick blossomed inside me knocking hard against my prostate. Oh my god, he's cumming in me! Fuck yes. I felt him unloading torrents inside of me, and that's all it took for me to start blasting another load into his girlfriend. Chloe felt me cumming and she also started climaxing. She was writhing around on my cock as we both came down from our orgasms. She slowly pulled off my cock. I let Marcus stay inside me. I drifted back to sleep. I awoke that morning in a haze. Chloe was no longer next to me, but I felt Marcus' strong tight body against mine. Cuddling me. "Thanks for giving her what she needs buddy." I heard him say. "I guess as long as I'm getting dicked down by you," I responded, "then I don't care to help her out. But what about you not being on meds?" Marcus turned me around and kissed me, "Look, you're on PrEP, you said it'd be okay...I feel a little bad I couldn't control myself, but watching you fuck my girlfriend, man, I HAD to fuck your tight hole." With that, he quickly got up and wrapped my legs around him as he filled the space between my legs with his young ripped body. He spat on his hand and aimed his cock right at my hole while his other hand covered my mouth, he plowed into my quivering ass. "OH FUCK!" I yelled. Marcus was fully inside me, he looked down at me and said, "Sorry, but I gotta be quick, Chloe is out getting our breakfast and I need to cum again." I couldn't say no. I let him have his way with me. Marcus was immediately pounding my hole pulling almost all the way out and ramming back in balls deep. His balls were slapping against my bare ass as his monster cock disappeared and reappeared at an alarming rate. It hurt, but it felt too good to stop too. He had me bent in half, and his cock was pummeling my prostate like Rocky Balboa on a hard training day. I was leaking precum like crazy as he built himself up to another climax. His caramel skin had a sheen of sweat covering it, his muscles were pronounced as he used every bit of his strength...and length...and girth to ravage my insides. My eyes were rolling back into my head as he repeatedly assaulted my prostate. "Oh fuck!" I exclaimed. "Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Ohhhhh myyyy god I'm cumming! I'm fucking cumming!" I hadn't even touched my cock. Marcus' never ceasing beating on my prostate worked me up so quickly I started blowing a hands free load all over myself. It was shooting out onto my chest, neck and face. Marcus briefly looked down while I was going off, and that's all it took for him. His head reared back and he roared, "FUUUUUCKKKKKK!!!!!" as his thick monster cock exploded his poz load inside me... Authors Note: Thank you everyone for reading my stories and commenting on them how much you enjoy them. These take about twenty minutes to write, but I have to be in the mood, so to speak. I appreciate everyone who's found these as fun as I have.

PART 3: I drove home from Marcus and Chloe's apartment late in the afternoon, my ass still full of his poz cum. My hole was still wet when I got home so I took a shower and I had to jerk off while replaying last night's and this morning's events. I can't believe that I just let Marcus fuck me while is girlfriend was 15 feet away making our coffees. It was irrational and dangerous, but Marcus was right about me, I'm a whore for his cock. I lose my fucking mind around him. He's this completely straight, hot, hung mixed guy. It just so happens that he can't cum with a condom and his girlfriends won't let him cum in them. I guess I won the lottery, no hangups or drama, just getting bred by a hot straight guy. It'd been a month since I went clubbing with Marcus and Chloe, and subsequently got bred a few times by Marcus' thick hung uncut poz dick. He's undetectable and I'm on PrEP, so I don't really see any issues. Marcus and Chloe and I have all hung out several times in groups and sometimes we'd just chill at their apartment. Marcus has no problems just being cool around me despite the fact that he's fucked me senseless more than once. It was Friday again, and I had just gotten off work when I got a text from Marcus: "Hey, what's up homie?" I responded saying I just got off work and asked what the plans were for the weekend. He texted back: "I'm at work too, but don't get off for another couple hours. Come by and have a coffee with me. Chloe is making dinner tonight so we can all hang." So I swung by this gym he works at as a side job. He just basically gets people checked in and answers any questions. It's also helped Marcus get even MORE ripped and muscular. I didn't think he could get any hotter. Wrong. I found Marcus up front talking to a gym member. When he got done, he said,"Come on back to the office for some coffee." I followed him and gesh, his t-shirt was short and just rested on his bubble butt. That ass looked fucking amazing, I couldn't keep my eyes off of it. Marcus surprised me by saying,"You keep staring at my ass like that with yo mouth open and I'm gonna shove my cock down your throat." He caught me off guard and I snapped my head up, just now seeing the full length mirror on the office door and realizing Marcus had literally caught me drooling over his thick ass. I got embarrassed, because he's my straight friend and I don't ever make moves on him really because I don't want to overstep my place. I felt comfortable enough now with him that when we were alone like this I was just flat out honest with him. I told Marcus,"Sorry, but I've never really fully noticed how hot your ass is until now. You could bounce a roll of quarters off those globes." He laughed and told me to not get any ideas. We sat down and settled into the office club chairs with our coffees, we were shooting the breeze. Time flew by and it was closing time, so I helped him lock up. He asked if I wanted to work out a little bit since I already had caffeine in me. I told him I didn't have any workout clothes in my car. He said,"The gym is closed man, just get down to your undies." I was like,"fuck it, okay," and stripped. I swear I did anything he told me to do. SMH. He took his shirt off and damn, he was getting cut as hell. His chest and abs were really defined. We worked out for about 45 minutes, and we were soaked in sweat. Obviously I kinda knew where this was going. I mean, straight guy, closed gym, this was a porno in real life. I wasn't shocked when Marcus suggested we shower before we head over to his and Chloe's apartment. The gym was a smaller gym and had a small locker room and open showers. So of course as soon as Marcus was naked, I had a raging erection. Marcus just laughed at me, and he too had a semi. We were showering and I asked Marcus to get my back. As any good porno in real life would play out, he said "sure" but seemed hesitant. His hands on my back felt so good. Having him touch my skin under the warm water, I moaned and leaned back so that my ass pushed up against his thickening cock. He was at full mast in an instant and began rubbing his monster cock between my soapy ass cheeks. I reached back and started pushing just his cockhead in and out of my hole. He began breathing hard against my neck and wrapped his arms around me. Marcus felt so good against me. He shoved several inches up my tight hole without warning. It hurt, but I wanted it. He fucked into my hole for a few minutes, then abruptly pulled out and said,"man, I can't do this." I was a little surprised because that's not how our fucking ever played out. I asked if I did something wrong or if he was having problems because he's straight but fucks a gay guy. Marcus quickly came up and smiled, pulled me into an embrace, swiftly gave me a friendly kiss on the lips and said,"No man, It's nothing like that. You're my buddy and you've given me something extra too. A hot hole that I can actually cum in." I immediately felt better but was still confused because our cocks were both hard as rocks rubbing against each other. "Then what's up? I really want you inside me, like bad." I told Marcus. Marcus replied,"It's just I've been off my meds this month because someone dropped the ball at my health insurance. I don't want to put you at risk. I feel great, but still, I don't wanna put you at risk of getting HIV just because I can't control my cock." I looked at him and said,"Marcus, I'm on PrEP, it's okay." He smiled at me and hugged me closer. He kissed my neck and spoke into my ear,"Man, I know you're on PrEP but we don't know if my viral load is up and how much you're protected. I love ya bro, I don't wanna hurt you." The fact that he was being so vulnerable and caring and...loving...while holding me naked in the shower with our cocks sword fighting between us just made me want it even more. I was losing it again, all I wanted right then was to have him fuck me and breed me. I hugged him back even tighter, and slid down his body to his cock and before I swallowed his massive organ said,"well there's no risk in this." I was working his cock with my mouth and hand very eagerly, and as he placed his hands on the sides of my head he began to throat fuck me. My knees were starting to hurt on the tile floor but I wasn't going to give up Marcus' cock for fear he'd try to stop this again. I got off my knees and sat on the tile floor, scooting back to the shower wall and dragging Marcus with me where he continued to fuck his thick cock in and out of my throat. My head was stuck between the shower wall and his pubes as he started to ram his dick in my mouth. I was so horny for him and this situation, that I grabbed his ass and pulled him into my deeper. I got especially brave and was rubbing my fingers up and down his crack, stopping on his hole and gently massaging it. Marcus moaned when I did that, so I took a chance and pushed my finger into his incredibly tight hole. It went in fairly easy with the water and soap, and I wasted no time finding his prostate, I wanted to at least hit his g-spot before he could object to me finger fucking him. When I pressed his button deep in his ass, he moaned hard and his body shook. His legs trembled against me. Marcus looked down at me while he kept fucking my mouth and said,"holy shit man, is that what my cock hits inside of your hole? No wonder you're a whore for my dick. Keep doing that shit. I think I might actually cum for the first time from a blowjob...fuck man, keep pushing that spot. Shit. oh fuck." I did as instructed and began to work his prostate with my finger and continue letting him rape my lips and throat. His body was trembling at this point, and I felt his asshole tighten on my finger like a vice grip, then I felt hard spasms from his prostate against my finger and I got what I was working for, a huge load down my throat. He blasted a massive amount of cum down into my stomach. Marcus kept cumming and spasming, he had to hold himself up against the wall as his orgasm waned. I kept gently massaging his prostate with my finger as he slowly pulled his cock from my mouth. "Fuck." Marcus hoarsely said,"I almost never cum from a blowjob, man. Now you have done it twice. That was unfuckingbelieveble." I smiled up at him and pulled my finger from his hole. He was still in amazement at what had just happened as we dryed off and sat on the locker room benches. He was still 80% hard and I was still 110% hard. I looked at him and his cock, and couldn't help myself, I got on my knees again and began sucking in his cock while he sat on the bench recuperating from his climax. He moaned as I took him fully into my mouth. I worked my hands on his steel rod and my mouth slowly began working on his smooth balls, then I started to lick his taint, and run my long tongue down his taint to his hole and pushed the tip of my tongue into his tight hole. "Oh man. Fuck that feel good," Marcus said. He let me lift his legs up while he stroked his cock. I was so horny now, I dove into his ass like it was Christmas dinner. All he could do is moan and pant, I slipped my finger back inside him and found his prostate again, this time, I slowly worked his hole and his prostate, gently getting him relaxed and able to take two, then three of my fingers using a lot of my spit for lube. I put his cock back into my mouth while I worked his hole with my hand, he was breathing hard, laying back on the bench with his legs up and letting me work him over. I felt like he was about to bust another load. I was about as hard as anything right now, and my throbbing meat had taken over my brain awhile ago. My erection had control and it was thrusting forward into the hand that had three fingers fucking into Marcus' gorgeous ass. I couldn't help it, but my cock was pushing past my hand and trying to get to his hole, it wanted to be where my fingers were. Part of me was trying to stop myself, telling myself that if I tried to stick my cock inside him I'd ruin everything. He's straight, he's one of your best buds, you're going to destroy everything. But, like I said, my boner was in the driver's seat and it was steering itself to that tight wet hole. My thick mushroom head found his opening and began pushing and rubbing into it. Marcus was so hung, I easily continued to suck his huge tool as my steel pipe began to push into his hole. I sank into him about an inch or two before I found resistance. His inner ring didn't want me to go further. But my wet dick was only encouraged by the tightness it felt. I kept fucking into Marcus and when my cockhead pushed past that resistance and I was about 4 inches inside of him, his eyes kind of flickered open. I looked up at him, still sucking his cock, his eyes locked on mine,"Is that? ...Is that your cock?" Marcus asked in a strained voice. I grabbed his thick shaft and came off of him and said,"I'm really sorry Marcus, I didn't really mean to, I can't help it. I can stop." I was slowly pulling out of him, when he plopped his head back down on the bench with his eyes shut and his mouth in an "O". "Wait." Marcus breathed out,"wait, wait just a minute. Fuck, that feels good. I'm just really fucking horny. Damn man. It's not so risky if you top right?" I was shocked he said that but too horny to let it interfere with what my red bull can cock wanted,"Yeah, even if you're off meds, and might maybe have a higher viral load, it's a lot safer if I topped." He had rested his hands on my hips, and began moving them to my ass where he pulled me toward him and consequently INTO him. "Ohhh fuck. Your cock is making me feel things I've never felt. I don't know if I like it." Marcus told me,"keep going, I want to see, I wanna at least do this once and see what it's like." That's all I needed to hear. I got the green light to push more of my slick rod into his thick muscular ass. It's not every day a straight guy tells you to keep fucking his hole. I sank all the way into him and because he was on his back and I have a wicked curve upward to my erection, my mushroom head hit his prostate perfectly. I watched as his eyes went wide and he let out a gratifying gutteral moan. He looked up at me and just shook his head "yes." I started fucking my thick cock in and out of his tight hole, going balls deep to keep knocking at his prostate. I was getting close, and found a fast hard rhythm pounding into his ass. He began breathing harder too as I was working up to a climax,"Marcus, I'm gonna cum." I warned him, "oh fuck, I'm getting close, you're too fucking tight. Marcus, look at me?" He looked at me as he was stroking his cock, which looked enormous and hard as a pole, he had leaked a ton of precum out onto his belly from my constant barrage on his prostate with my dick. "Do it man, go all the way," Marcus croaked out, "just cum in me, I've already let you fuck me, and I'm close. Just don't stop fucking me when you cum, I'm so close." That was it, I tensed up and slammed into him,"Oh fuuuck, I'm cumming, fuck I'm cumming," I yelled as I blasted my load inside of him. I didn't slow down my fucking at all, I was still ramming into him as I shot load after load, Marcus' eyes were shut tight and his back came up on the bench as he roared out and began shooting cum all over his cut abs and chest, he blasted onto his face and past his head. I'd never seen anyone cum that far, I had stopped fucking him, because his body started fucking itself onto my cock the minute he started orgasming. We stayed perfectly still aside from our heavy panting as we came down off our fuck-high. He began to gently move up to slowly let my cock come out of his wet hole. "Fuuuck man," Marcus stated, "that was fuckin' crazy." We both started laughing, he stood up and grabbed the back of my neck to pull me up, "we better shower again," Marcus said with a huge smile on his face. I watched him as he reached behind himself and felt his hole, "it doesn't hurt, just feels different," he said looking at me, "I don't know if I'm into it, but since I couldn't fuck you, and I was so horny...shit, it was definitely different." laughing again and shaking his head. We got ourselves together and headed over to his apartment to meet Chloe, she had cooked dinner and brought home tequila. Marcus was putting away the dishes when Chloe noticed him walking funny. "Was it leg day today babe?" Chloe asked, "you must've gone hard." In typical Marcus fashion he quipped,"Nah, I let Nick here, fuck me up the ass." We all laughed hard. Chloe didn't miss a beat and retorted, "Damn Nick, if you're that good, I might have to give you a try."

It was late on a Friday afternoon, the work week was over, and I felt like letting loose and having some fun. While waiting for my dealer to arrive, I got cleaned up and cleaned out, then took half a dozen hits on the glass pipe. For once, my dealer was right on time, fixing me up with a nice fat 8ball, so I was ready for the weekend. After I pulled on a black jockstrap, my bare assed chaps, and my boots, I decided to check out my favorite bar. I like it because it’s a large space, with high ceilings, and it has a patio that’s perfect for cruising. The place draws a very masculine crowd, and it has a well deserved reputation for attracting men into PNP. I tied a long sleeved flannel shirt around my waist, to cover my bare ass, and off to the bar I went. I was leaning back against one of the benches that line the back wall, casually watching a game of pool, when I saw this guy walk in who caught my eye. Even though he was dressed like he just came from the office on casual Friday, wearing Dockers and a Polo shirt, he gave off a strong vibe that he could very likely be a hot prospect. It didn’t take long for me to find out. After he ordered a beer, he stripped off his Polo shirt, then his Dockers, folded them neatly, and laid them on one of the bar stools. He looked to be around 40 years old, had large hands, a broad chest, a great tan, and obviously worked out regularly. Now, he was wearing just a pair of tight black cotton briefs that really showed off the curves of his muscular bubble ass. I could see why he had positioned himself at the end of the bar. It was the perfect location for him to rather discreetly expose his big, thick cock and show it off. As he occasionally took a pull on his bottle of beer, his other hand pulled on his cock, and it quickly swelled to impressive length and extremely impressive thickness. He certainly had my attention. Most of the time, he looked straight ahead, but, once in a while, he would look my way, and flex his cock, making it jump. It certainly looked like an invitation to me. After a few seconds, I got up my courage, walked around the pool table, and stood right next to him, at the bar. He raised his beer, in salute, told me his name was Tony, then he asked me what I was drinking. He bought me a bottle of water and another beer for himself. I couldn’t help but notice how large his pupils were, so I knew that he had been partying, too. Before long Tony said that he really needed to take a piss, and he asked me if that was something I could take care of for him. I knew exactly what he meant, and I said, “Yes, Sir.” He had me follow him out to the patio where he positioned himself in a dark corner. Without saying anything, he placed his hands on my shoulders and pushed me down, so that I was on my knees, in front of him. Immediately, a lot of men gathered around to watch, as he pulled down the front of his briefs and flopped out his still semi-hard thick cock. As soon as I took his big helmet head between my lips, he let loose with a flood of warm chem piss. There was nothing I could do but keep guzzling it down, as fast as I could swallow, until he was completely drained. My stomach felt extremely full, and he voiced his approval, impressed that I was able to take it all. I knew that it wouldn’t be very long before I would be the one who needed to unload. Sure enough, not more than 10 minutes later, I felt like I was going to explode. We went back out to the patio where Tony spotted a Dad and his young boy, both dressed in full leather. He asked the Dad if his boy was into chem piss. Without answering the question, the Dad put the boy on his knees, in front of me, and I blasted what seemed like an endless stream of chem piss down the boy’s throat. When I was finished, the Dad told his boy, “What do you say ?” The boy looked up at me and said, “Thank you.” Walking back inside the bar, Tony asked me if I ever slammed. I said, “Yeh, a few times.” He said, “Good. Let’s get you recharged.” With that, we both went into one of the restrooms that was supposed to be for only one person at a time, and we locked the door. Tony pulled out a small zippered pouch from his pants pocket. He tied off my upper arm, and found a good bulging vein, which he swabbed with an alcohol pad. After pulling off the cap with his teeth, he slowly slid the needle in, pulled back on the plunger, got the flash, then completely depressed the plunger. Very quickly, he removed the tie from my upper arm and pulled out the needle. I pressed 2 fingers against the crook of my elbow, and held my arm over my head, as I coughed loudly, and a tremendous rush began coursing through my body. Tony said, “How you feeling, now ?” Between rapid breaths, all I could say was, “holy fuck !”

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! .

I’m curious about the Top’s preferred way of breeding. Do you prefer shooting a bit on the Bottom’s hole and then a bit inside or do you want your entire load shot inside? I don’t know why, but I enjoy having the entire load shot deep inside.

Pleased you are enjoying it @Petereater. Yes, he might just be in for that ride of his life. Maybe!? Let's see what Friday night brings, eh 😈

I love this set-up... It sounds like Steven is in for the ride of his life!

loving this already, looking forward to lots more!!

BV park

"Only a few inches" - when is that ever all that happens!!

Any cock looks good in my pussy (to me anyway lol)

You will get no arguments for me lol

what is a condom?

Yummy More Please!

Started out safe and I used to top only because getting fucked hurt so much with a few of the guys that I hooked up with. Also grew up with the whole HIV scare, it wasn't until after college that I hooked up with one of my ex who wanted to fuck me. We used condoms at first, but either I was too tight or the rubber rubbed against me cause me even more pain. We were also super horny at the time and didn't want to stop, so I had him fuck me raw. It slid right in with very little discomfort. We ended up fucking all night, went from being an all top to all bottom afterwards. Never used condoms afterwards, and all the guys I hook up with or date, I tell them up front its bareback only.

Looking around on the different hook up apps, I kept seeing profiles for the same very hot bearded top dad turning up. He's in his mid-seventies, in great shape, and has snowy white fur growing wild all over him. Whenever I'd see his pics I'd feel this pull in my gut that I've come to associate with my daddy button. For many months I didn't reach out, then one day I sent him a quick email saying "hi" and expressing interest. I don't recall hearing anything much back from him and wrote it off as "Nothing ventured, nothing gained". And yet, every time I'd log in to these different apps he'd be online and every bit as magnetic and attractive as he was the first time I'd seen him. In a strange way, he became my own "white whale", just without the whole psychotic revenge thing. Time passed and, after my bareback bottoming epiphany earlier this year, I saw this handsome daddy on another app focused on bareback breeding. I reached out again and this time we had an exchange that resulted in a coffee meetup to size each other up. Meeting him I felt my inner submissive boy standing nervously front and center. He was polite, intelligent, funny, and had that special intensity that dominant daddies often have. We were seated at the back of the place with my back to the whole room. As we talked and he asked me questions, he reached out and quite unselfconsciously took my arm, stroking it gently as I answered his questions. His touch both soothed and electrified me. As his questions became more sexual and about our mutual daddy/boy and nipple kinks, one of his hands left my arm and his fingers tickled and squeezed a nipple through my t-shirt. I'd already been under his spell for a while, but this made me release a soft, surprised "Ohhh" as my eyes closed and my torso leaned into his fingers. It's hard to remember any other details of what happened while he played with my nipples unseen by the other patrons. As our chat came to a close he said he was very interested in getting to know me better and we agreed to play in the near future. Our first hook up at his place started the moment I was in the door. He kissed me as his fingers explored both my nipples, making my eyes close and part of my brain go fuzzy. HE called me boy and I called him Daddy so naturally. My glasses and my shoes came off and he led me into the bedroom where he had me strip and lay on the bed as he did the same. His compact muscular body was covered with fur everywhere and I found myself smiling. He directed me into the position he wanted and we kissed as we explored each other's bodies. He directed me to his pits, his nipples, and hugged me close, entwining with me so we'd have maximum skin contact. I felt his furry hard cock hot against me. At the same time he explored my skin and lips and neck and nipples, mapping the effect he was having on me. Regardless of my being taller, he maneuvered me into being his little spoon, wrapping his arms around me and seamlessly putting me in a restraint hold so I could not move as he nestled his cock into the smoother cleft of my ass. He'd carefully release one arm and stroke my nipples until I was writhing against him. He'd half-whisper "Good boy" as I responded to each change or escalation in his stimulation. He released me so I could lick his nipples gently and worship down the fur of his torso until I found his cock and slavered my devotion to it's root until it throbbed rigidly. He flipped me on my back and, spreading me wide, worked his spit into my boy hole with his fingers and then onto his bobbing cock. He picked up my legs splayed on either side and settled my feet against his shoulders framing his furry chest. His cock rubbed up and down my crack, spreading the wetness. More spit into my upturned hole as he nestled his cock into the foamy pool. He pressed in little by little, flexing and easing me open. I could tell he really wanted to just use his own juices to claim my hole. I focused on relaxing and reach out to stroke his nipples and feel his knob pull against my hole. He leaned in and slipped his knob inside me rocking a little, before doling out a couple more inches and repeating. Repeating this a couple more times I feel Daddy's cock fully in my hole. Pulling out halfway, he puts more spit on my hole and begins a slow fuck rhythm. It takes me longer to begin relaxing around his cock because being spit-fucked is more friction than I'm used to. Still, I endure it for Daddy who is holding eye contact with me as he builds his stroke depth and speed. He leans in flexing my legs towards me so my boy hole is stretched open around him. I realize as I stroke his nipples gently that Daddy's cock is especially blood-hard when I'm doing a good job. Inside me, my wetness meets his dad cock finally and I feel my hole relaxing into a state of supple acceptance. Feeling the shift as a surrender, he say "Good boy" and fucks into my boy cunt harder, each thrust jolting me. His eye contact is intense, and my reactions to how he's using me are also. Not loud, but honest and from the gut that Daddy is fucking with such determination. I'm softly saying "Thank you, Daddy" with each owning thrust. He flips me onto my side and, once again gripping my arms in a way that holds and restrains me, he fucks into me. Instinctively I hook my foot on his bottom leg and flex my body back into his cock. I earn another "Good boy" as his arms tighten their hold and he fucks into me harder. My mind is sliding into an basic, primal place. We change positions, take short breaks with different grips and holds, but always there is something that I'm meant to take in. He's in control, he wants my reactions, this is what being good looks like, feels like. During the short breaks we kiss deeply wound around each other. It's like Daddy's cock is still inside me. When my need or passion or primalness makes me grab and pull at Daddy, clearly needing more, he growls deeply in satisfaction. He runs his hands over my comparatively smooth skin, tracking patterns and finding the places that make me squirm and shiver. As he does, I caress the gorilla-wild fur that covers his body. I lap at his nipples and Daddy's cock digs into my torso as it gets that blood-choked fullness. Without warning he flips me on my back, legs back and positions them so the outside edges of my feet are against his shoulders. He spits into his hand and coats his cock and then my boyhole. He pushes in balls deep forcing me to let out a groan at the sensation of being full again. He brings my hands back to his nipples and begins to fuck me with clear intent in his eyes. After a few minutes Daddy's cock has my hole relaxed and he smiles at the sounds it makes fucking into my juicy softness. I smile back and tickle at his nipples hoping to please him into giving me his seed. He fucked me with his dad cock for half an hour, bringing me to a state of submissive need in a kind of haze. Then he dipped into some reserve and began to slap fuck my ass so hard I migrated up the bed and he needed to pursue me. Feeling hazy and needy I could feel Daddy was close, so I needed to be good. I concentrated on the muscles of my hole, first contracting, then relaxing, until Daddy groaned and growled "Good boy". His eyes filled with a feral light and he grunted as he began to cum, his body wracked with spasms as he poured his seed into me. We lay together, his cock nestled in my cummy ass, as he relaxed. He told me that he was pleased with me, that I'd been a good boy, and he'd like to have me visit him again. And so I have, with Daddy giving me my 82nd, 99th, and 103rd loads. In our later conversations, when his cum was safely fucked up into my cunt, we've talked about our mutual cum fetish and how he'd like to watch a group of men fuck and breed me so he can play in their cum and add his own. During our last fuck, Daddy told me he'd started jerking and freezing his loads so he can flood me with his seed and get that cum-fucking experience he's so into. Whether it's his loads, or loads he chooses for me, I just want to be a good boy.

Quick note: Still working on the semi-sequel to The Decline & Fall of Michael Christian. Hopefully you enjoy this story in the meantime. It's shorter... only this one part (so hopefully that is good news for those who do prefer the shorter stories). And, without further ado, here is Bait & Switch. It was about three months ago. That’s when it happened. When my hole life changed. It had been a long, hard day. My alarm didn’t go off — which meant I overslept and didn’t have time for breakfast. My boss was riding my ass all day — and not in a good way. And to top it all off (no pun intended), I dropped my mobile and cracked the screen. By the time the workday ended, I was in a hell of a mood. I needed to destress a bit. No. Let’s be honest. I needed a good fuck. I dropped off my car at home and took a taxi to the gay neighbourhood in town. I don’t get out to the clubs very often anymore (work is just too crazy) but I felt homesick for one of my favourites. Great music, great drinks, great staff. You know how they say you can’t go home again? It’s true. The bar was full but, at 32, I was probably the oldest guy in there. The music was skewed towards this new and younger crowd… I just found it dull and mindless. Plus most of the staff I used to know had moved on so there weren’t even familiar faces behind the bar. It barely felt like the same bar anymore. I ransacked my memory… how long had it been since I had dropped in? I was surprised to realise it had been my 30th birthday party. Well over a year and a half before. At least the drinks were still good. So I found a (more or less) out of the way corner and sipped my drink. Then another. Then another. Then another. I like to think I’m reasonably attractive guy. I’m no gym bunny but I do keep myself passably fit. Brown hair, hazel eyes, 5 feet 9 inches tall. But none of the guys in the bar so much as said ‘excuse me’ as they pushed past me through the crowd. So I just sat alone in my corner. Drinking. None of this did anything for my mood. Finally, enough was enough. I staggered out of the club. I wasn’t quite ready to go home though… still horny as fuck. I passed some of the other bars but discounted them: the first was too busy, the next was too loud, and at the third the doorman said something about my having been over-served already. So I kept walking. I was about to give up and just hail a cab to head home. And then I looked up and saw where I was. Just ahead of me was the bathhouse. I had never been inside before… I’d always been afraid i would run into someone I knew there. Which would just be awkward. But I had been persistently curious. Could it ever live up to the ‘urban legends’ about the easy sex available within? I paused for just a moment, but horniness and alcohol are a powerful mix. Tonight was the night. I glanced around — just to make sure no one was nearby who knew me — and stepped inside. “Good evening.” The guy at the counter greeted me in a disinterested tone. “Are you a member?” “No… this is my first time in here.” He pushed a sheet of paper towards me. “You will need to fill in this form for your membership.” I took the sheet and began completing it. I was a bit leery about putting any personal information… but I had come this far. No point backing out now. “Locker or room?” “Um… what’s the difference?” He rolled his eyes and pointed to a sign with prices. “The room costs 10 more.” “I guess just a locker.” I gave him back the completed form along the cash. He pushed a towel and a locker key towards me then buzzed me into the bathhouse itself. I walked through into a locker room. I knew enough to know that guys walk around with nothing on but their towel … so a few minutes later I wrapped my towel around my waist, tucked a condom into the elastic armband that held my locker key, and set off to explore. The bathhouse was a fairly large space spread over two floors. In addition to the locker room, on the ground floor I found a small but well stocked bar, a video room showing porn, and ‘wet area’ with a steam room and jacuzzi. Upstairs seemed divided into two parts. To the right of the stairs was a dark area labelled as ‘The Maze”. I decided I wasn’t quite ready for that though. To the left of the stairs was an area with several corridors with small cubicles on either side. One of the cubicles was open and being cleaned by a member of staff. There was a small bed of sorts, a locker, and a screen playing more porn. This, I realised, was the ‘room’ that the clerk had offered. Other than staff and myself, I think I saw 6 guys wandering around. They were older guys, at least late 40’s and not in great shape. Some looked downright I'll. No one I wanted to play around with. It was early though -- only about 9:30 or so. I decided to kill some time and see if the crowd improved. I went back down to the bar and had a couple drinks. Between the drinks at the club and now these, I was definitely buzzed by that point. I wandered over to the video room. There were a couple of the older guys in there, fondling themselves under their towels, but I ignored them and sat on a bench as far away as I could get. The porn wasn’t bad and my own hand found its way under my towel. I was careful though, I didn’t want to get myself off. I ignored the old guys as they entered and left. Just kept focused on the videos. I must have sat in the room for at least 30 minutes. Eventually, however, one of the old guys came and sat beside me. He was at least 60 and had a big beer belly. I tried to move a bit away but another old guy — one of the sick looking guys — was just a few feet away on that side. When the beer belly guy tried to put his hand on my thigh, I stood up quickly and left the video room. I was, however, pleased to discover that more guys had come in while I had been camped in the video room. Hopefully I could find someone who wasn’t quite so disgusting. I went back upstairs but still wasn’t ready to explore the dark maze area so I wandered through the area with the ‘rooms’. Many were closed and dark. Not rented yet, I assumed. A few were closed but with the unmistakable sounds of man-sex audible despite the closed doors. My dick got a little harder. Other doors were open and occupied. I was pleased to see that some of these held guys my age or younger. In one room I saw a cute blond guy, probably early twenties, but he didn’t even look up as I walked by his door. I wasn’t sure what the etiquette was to get his attention so I walked past. It was getting close to the end of the cubicle area and seemed to be striking out. Maybe this was going to be a bust. Maybe those urban legends about the great sex available were just that: myths and legends. And then I walked by the last open door. A man stood opposite, leaning on the back wall of the small room. He made eye contact with me as I walked by his room. I stopped in my tracks. He was one of the most beautiful men I have ever seen. Black hair, playfully tussled. Sky blue eyes. Full lips with the hint of a smile. Unshaven stubble. Skin a natural tan. Body lean and muscular. His tall frame — about 6’ 2” best I can guess - made me want to melt into him. His toned arms tucked behind his back. A light feathering of hair on his chest and a noticeable treasure trail leading my eyes to his towel. And the big, hard bulge waiting there. He was so far out of my league it wasn’t even funny. “Hey, how’s it going?” He said with a smile and an Italian accent. “Um… not too bad.” I stammered, licking my lips which suddenly felt dry. He gestured with his head for me to move into the room. I, of course, complied. I didn't even think to close the door. My hands were trembling as I approached him. His arms were still tucked behind his back. Making his chest and crotch seem even more prominent. Maybe it was his unspoken permission. Maybe it was all the alcohol. But — whatever it was —my trembling hands raised to touch his chest. The muscles firm and warm to my touch. “Mmmm. That feels good.” He said. “What is your name?” “Gary.” I replied. “My name is Mario. Your hand feels very good, Gary.” Even the way he said my name made me shiver a bit. But, at the same time, his voice was so calming. Relaxing. I felt more bold. My hand slowly drifted down. From his chest to his abs. Tracing the muscles. Before moving lower. Following his treasure trail. He didn’t stop me. Just watched with that little smile as my hand felt the hardness through his towel. I slowly started to caress him. I felt him swell a bit more. I’ve always been a bit of a size queen. I just love big cocks. My own cock was already hard was a rock and leaking pre-cum. I leaned in and my lips found his. I couldn’t believe this was happening. You have to understand. Mario was so far out of my league. And yet was letting me touch him. Stroke him. Kiss him. And he was kissing me back. He placed a hand on the small of my back. Just above my ass. Just a simple gesture. But, at the same time, possessive. And it just made him even more perfect. I was in his orbit. The moon to his earth. And, although I didn’t stop to think about it at the time, the moth to his flame. His hand slid lower. Caressing my ass through the towel even as I caressed his cock. My hand sliding under his towel for the first time. My fingers wrapping around his hard shaft. A moan escaped from somewhere deep inside me. Only to be lost in his kiss. “You have a nice ass, Gary.” He whispered. His fingers moving under my towel. Tracing down the crack of my ass. Sending shivers down my spine. “You have an amazing cock.” I whispered back. “Do you like it?” He asked. As if my ragged breath wasn’t evidence enough of that. He put his other hand on my shoulder. Pushing me gently. Down to my knees. I did not resist. I wanted him so much. His fingers ran through my hair. My mouth found his cock. Rolling my tongue over the head. Savouring his taste and smell. This was more than I had ever expected. I could feel him bending over me. His fingers moving slowly down my back. Tracing my spine. Reaching my butt. Sliding into the cleft. Circling my hole. “You like getting fucked?” With my mouth full of his dick I could only moan my affirmative reply. “Hot. You are going to get really fucked tonight. I promise.” His finger circling my hole found it’s target. Pushed inside me. “You're tight, babe. You gonna be able to take it all?” Again I moaned my reply and raised my ass to meet this finger. He chuckled above me. Then slid a second finger in. In and out of my hole. Driving me even more wild. His cock was in my throat now. My face tight into his crotch. I was so focused on the taste of him, of his scent, that I barely noticed any sound behind me. Then I felt a second pair of hands touch me. I jumped… but Mario’s hands moved quickly back up my body. One hand on my shoulder (holding me on my knees) and the other on the back of my head (gently holding my face impaled on his big dick). I felt movement behind me and then a warm met tongue find my hole. “Don’t worry. That’s just my buddy.” Mario said. “You don’t mind, do you? It’s really hot seeing him eat your ass. Getting it ready for a good fuck.” Mario seemed genuinely turned on by seeing the other man working his tongue into my hole. At least his cock seemed harder than ever in my throat. And the tongue was pretty damn talented. I figured it was worth it to get Mario inside me. I wished I could see the newcomer but decided to just focus on Mario’s cock. I wanted him good and ready to fuck me. Mario’s hips were gently rocking, sliding his cock in and out of my throat. I wanted this beautiful god to fuck me so bad. Mario whispered something to the other man. I couldn’t make it out. The tongue on my hole moved away. Movement behind me. Was it finally time? Was Mario ready to fuck me? Hands on my hips. Pulling me back slightly. Something touching my hole. Bigger and harder than a tongue. A cock pushing at my tight hole. I tried to make a disapproving sound but Mario’s cock was deep in my throat. “That’s hot, babe.” Mario said. “You should see his cock. It looks so good pushing into you. Really getting me turned on.” I was a bit annoyed but — well — I had come so far and I didn’t want to lose my chance at getting fucked by Mario now. I pulled the condom out from the elastic band on my arm and handed it to the man behind me. He took the condom from my hand but his cock never moved away from my ass for even a moment to put it on. I didn’t get fucked bare. Not ever. But I was conflicted… I really wanted Mario to fuck me. I clenched my hole against the unseen man behind me. Maybe that would be enough to discourage him. But no. The stranger’s palm came down hard on my ass with a loud slap. I jumped, my hole relaxing for just a second... ... And the unseen man pushed the head of his dick in with a sudden thrust. Bare. “Dude.” Mario said above me. “His dick looks so good in your ass. Just let him open you a bit and then, if you want, he can pull out and he can put on the condom.” It made sense. At least it did at that moment. Alcohol and lust really weaken your resolve. I managed to manoeuvre enough to look up at Mario without losing his cock in my throat. He had a smart phone in his hand. My phone. It pointed it towards my face then slowly panned back towards my ass and the man who was working his way deeper inside. He was recording the moment on my phone. He waved my phone. "I'm recording this for you so you can watch later. You don't know how hot this looks." The cock in my hole was pushing deeper. And deeper. He wasn’t as big as Mario. But he was a good size. Damn. It felt so good to get fucked. It had been so long. I needed it. “You like that, don’t you?” Mario asked above me. “You like that cock pounding your hole.” I moaned agreement. “Yeah. Just relax and enjoy the ride.” Mario encouraged me. And I did. I arched my back as much as I could with Mario’s dick in my mouth. I raised my ass to meet the cock pounding my hole. The stranger’s hands were gripping my hips now. His thrusts where hard and erratic. Frenzied. He was grunting. The stranger slammed in balls deep. And froze. A deep guttural growl escaping from somewhere within him. His shaft flexed inside me. He was shooting his load. Inside me. Oh fuck. This stranger, someone I couldn’t even see, had just cum inside me. I must have looked like a deer in the headlights. But my heart was pounding. What had I done? What was I doing? The stranger pulled out of my hole. Pulling a trail of warm cum. Which oozed down the back of my balls. “Thanks for the fuck, boy. Hope you like my little gift.” I wanted to turn around and look at him but Mario was thrusting into my throat again. He was clearly really turned on. So… was it time? Was he going to fuck me now? But he didn’t pull out of my mouth. And another pair of hands gripped my ass, pulling my cheeks apart. Another cock touched my hole. And pushed in, balls deep, in one thrust. This cock wasn’t quite as thick as the last but was longer, reaching deeper inside. The body behind me felt different as well. Not as solid. I could hear his flesh slapping against mine. And then he raised up on top of me. I felt a big belly press against the small of my back. Shit. Some fat guy was fucking me. But I was in no position to move away. Pinned between this new man’s body and Mario’s cock in my throat. And, yes, it felt good. His cock felt good inside me. Fuck it felt good. The fat guy was pulling all the way out then thrusting back in to the root. All the way out. Back in. Each time he pulled out of my hole pulsed. Like it was begging the cock to get back in. The last guy’s cum had really slicked up my hole and was dripping out each time the fat man’s cock pulled outside my asslips. The fat man pulled himself further onto my body. Resting his weight on my back. Mario stepped back, pulling his cock out of my mouth, and allowed my head and shoulders to sink to the floor under the fat man’s weight. My ass stayed raised though. Letting him pound me. I wanted this fuck. I was lost in the sensations that these men had awakened in me. “I’m going to cum.” The fat man said. “You want it. Don’t you.” “Yes.” I whispered. Ashamed. Ashamed of the desire burning inside me. Ashamed that I liked his cock, the feeling of him fucking me. “Louder.” “Yes.” “Yes, what?” His face came into view as he slid all the way onto my back. The beer belly guy from the video room. Someone I would never have let fuck me. But in the moment, lost in my lust, I didn't tell him no. “Yes. Cum in me. Please. Please cum in me.” “Good boy.” The fat man moaned in my ear. “Since you asked so nicely, here is comes. You're always going to have a little part of me inside you. As long as you live.” He didn’t stop thrusting. But I felt his shaft expand inside me. His flabby arms held me tight. And his cum joined the load from the first man. When he pulled out and stepped away, I didn’t even try to move. I stayed in position. Back arched. Head and shoulders flat to the floor. Ass in the air. An open invitation. And the invitation was accepted. A cock slid between my asscheeks. A big cock. Very big. Sliding up and down the gooey mess that seeped from my ass. Without pushing in. “How many loads does he have?” The third man asked. “You are going to be the third.” “Nice.” The third man pushed a finger into my hole. “Look at me, bitch.” I turned around and looked over my shoulder. The gaunt man from the video room -- somehow I had known it would be him. His cheeks and eyes sunken. His body may have been toned once, you could kind of tell, but now the flesh just sagged. And he had a tattoo. On his groin. Just above his cock. A biohazard. I knew what that meant, of course. “You… you’ve got HIV?” “No, bitch. I’ve got AIDS. And I want to give it to you. I want to fill you up with my toxic cum.And I want you to beg for it. Beg for my big cock. Beg for my toxic cum.” “I… I don’t want… I mean, I’m negative.” “Are you sure? You’ve got two loads in your ass already. Maybe you were negative when you came in here tonight… but how do you know you still are?” I couldn’t breathe. I was terrified. And yet. I was turned on. So turned on. By the thrill. By the risk. By the big dick teasing my ass. I could tell he was big. Bigger than any cock that had ever been in me. Ten inches or more. Thick as a beer bottle. Mario crouched next to me. His hand touched mine comfortingly. His cock just far enough away that I couldn’t reach it. “Your ass looks so hot with a cock in it, babe. So beautiful. And his cock is so big. I want to see him stretching you open. Will you do it for me? Will you let him fuck you?” The big dick was still sliding up and down in the cummy mess of my hole. My sphincter was spasming. My body wanted to feel that cock so much. I looked in Mario’s eyes. His beautiful eyes. I could get lost in those eyes. I nodded to Mario. Yes. He smiled. A gorgeous smile that made my whole body shiver with anticipation. I looked back over my shoulder. To the gaunt man who stood behind me. “Please.” My whole body was trembling. “Please fuck me. I’ve never had a cock that big inside me.” “Are you sure? I’m not going to be gentle. I’m going to fuck that hole without mercy. I’m gonna tear you up.” “I want it. I want to feel that big dick in me.” “And there won’t be any pulling out. I’m going to fuck you until I cum in you. I’ve got AIDS. No meds. There is a good chance you will have AIDS soon as well.” “I want your cock. I want your cum. I need it.” “Look at you, you little slut, begging for AIDS cock.” The gaunt man sneered down at me. “I’m going to breed your hole. Make you a proper cumdump.” “Do it… do it, please.” He pushed forward. I thought my hole was open. Ready. But he was big. Thick. Bigger than any cock that had even been inside me. And by a wide margin. He wasn’t even in yet and already I was sweating. The pressure as he pushed his cock against my already battered sphincter was quickly becoming painful. But, as promised, he was merciless. Insistent. My hole began stretching. Slowly. But stretching nonetheless. Opening wide as it could for him. But it wasn’t wide enough. My ass felt like it was being torn apart. Pain ripped through ever inch of my body. My face red. I tried to crawl away. Not to stop him. Just a quick respite from his onslaught. His hand slapped my ass. Hard. “Get your ass back here you fucking little whore.” “Your too big. I can’t take it.” “You can.” The gaunt man laughed. “You will.” And the head of his cock breached my hole. I wanted to cry out. But couldn’t catch my breath. Tears dripped down my cheeks. He didn’t stop his inexorable invasion. Pushing deeper. Never really pausing. Never really pulling back to thrust. Just a glacially slow, seemingly endless, violation. And yet some part of me didn’t want him to stop. I wanted to know what a monster cock really feels like. And every millimetre he drove himself deeper inside me was a victory for me. I could take it. My own cock was shrivelled up. But that didn’t matter. This was about his cock, not mine. “You’re doing really good.” Mario said. But he wasn’t really looking at me. He had a phone in each hand now. Mine and his I assumed. Filming the cock opening my hole. Occasionally returning to my face to capture my expression. I don’t know how long it took. I really don’t. But I realised I could feel the gaunt man’s pubes scratching my ass. I could feel his heavy balls resting on my ass. He was in. He was all the way in. He pulled out. Then lined his dick back up. And breached me again. Still slow. But faster than the first time. Then all the way out. And then back in balls deep. Each time faster that the one before. The sensations raced through my body like a shock. Like lightning. Pain. Pleasure. The words were no longer distinguishable for me. “See, boy?” The gaunt man laughed again. “Told you you would take it. And you’re never going to be that tight again. Good thing you like big dicks. No normal dick is ever going to satisfy you again.” And i knew he was right. There was no way my ass could ever recover for this. He kept picking up the pace. Really fucking me now. “It’s time, cunt.” “Give. It. To. Me. Please.” I groaned as his hips pounded into me. “Here is comes. Ruining your ass forever.” I couldn’t feel him cum. My ass was too stretched, too inflamed, for that kind of sensation. But I knew. Somehow I knew he was filling my guts at that moment. Defiling me. His breathing gradually slowed. "Welcome to the brotherhood, cum dump." He didn’t pull out. He pushed me forward. Off his dick. I fell forward and sprawled on the floor at Mario’s feet. Mario’s hand was a flurry of motion on his cock His cock was rock hard. Dripping precum. He was getting close. I reached up and tried to pull him closer. But he slapped my hand away. “Please.” I begged. “I want you to fuck me next.” He looked at me as if I had two heads on my shoulders. “You? You want me to fuck you?” “Please. I’m doing all this for you.” He shook his head. “Sorry, I don’t fuck bathhouse sluts like you. I just like to watch.” And then his cum exploded. Covering the floor in front of my face. Wasted on the floor when I wanted it more than anything. My mouth dropped open. “But…” Mario stepped up to me. Cum was still dripping from his dick to the floor. He tossed me my phone. “You’ve just been fucked by three different guys. Old guys. Fat guys. You can see it all in the video. I can tell you all three were positive or have AIDS. And who knows what other diseases they have given you.” “But I only did it because you asked me to.” I whined. “Yeah? And I promised that you were going to really be fucked tonight. And now you are. Fucked for life. But look on the bright side. Now that you know what kind of pervert you are, you can be a bit nicer to the old guys here, huh? Yeah. I saw that earlier. You were rude to these guys. They’re just here for the same thing you are. To get some cock. Or some ass. They aren’t here to get treated like crap by guys like you. Well. Like the guy you used to be, right? Because that guy is gone. Corrupted. Remade. Into a POZ pussyboy who will open his ass to anyone for a bit of cum.” He smiled down at me. It was not a friendly smile. But it was still beautiful on him. “So, no. I won’t be fucking you. But tell you what. You can eat my cum off the floor.” I just stared up at him. “You heard me. Clean it up.” He was right. Whoever I had been when I walked in the door was gone. I lowered my head to the floor and my tongue began scooping up the drops of his cum. I wondered how many loads had been shot on this bathhouse floor. How long since it had really been cleaned. And that just made me lick the floor more eagerly. “Yeah.” Mario said. “I thought so.” He turned to the gaunt man. “See you next weekend, Barry.” And then my Italian stud was gone. I was still licking the cum off the floor when the next man moved behind me. His dick pushed into my gaping hole easily. No resistance. I glanced back at the man who had slipped into my ass. He had to be in his sixties at least: old, wrinkled, bald. And there was a line of men waiting. Old men. Fat men. Diseased men. “Damn, Barry, his ass is loose.” The old man called to the gaunt man who was still in the room, watching me. “You really broke this one in.” He was right. i could barely feel his dick sliding in and out of my wrecked hole. He ended up pulling out and jacking himself off over my hole. When he was ready, he slipped the tip back inside me and shot his load. He pulled out and wrapped his towel around his waist. Then something landed next to my head. I picked it up. A $5 bill. “That’s about what your gaping ass is worth now, whore.” The old man said. “And I’m being generous.” And another man took his place. —- Epilogue: That’s how it all started. A few months ago. Just got back from the doctor’s office. Had the “flu” about a month after that night in the bathhouse. So I knew what to expect. But still took me awhile to get the courage to go. So, yeah, I’m positive. Picked up a few other STD’s as well. The doctor asked me who my sexual partners had been. I lied and said I had hooked up with someone when I was out of town and was careless. No names I could give him for previous sexual partners. He didn't believe me but didn't push it either. My life has indeed changed. For the better? For the worse? Who the hell cares. I'm having a blast. I’ve been going back to the bathhouse at least 2 or 3 nights a week. I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve been fucked there now. I like hanging out in that dark maze. Not able to see who is breeding me. Just taking load after load. When I'm lucky, though, I see Barry and he pummels my ass. I can take his cock so much easier now. He says he wants to make sure his toxic seed takes. And then he will own my ass. I can't wait to tell him he does. I see Mario a lot as well. He always gives me a smile, especially when he sees me with my ass in the air taking any load. He’s never let me suck him again and never fucked me. I guess I understand. But there’s always hope, right? - END -

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

Great story and I love doing the very same thing. Love to find out an anonymous guy who spurts his jism in my hole is poz...and hopefully off meds as I am a proud poz pigs who still chases toxic strains

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

PART 5: Our awkward threesome-weekend at the resort was quite an experience to say the least. By secretly taking Marcus' poz cum in my bare ass, I was essentially a vessel in which part of Marcus' DNA was being injected into his girlfriend. But I was troubled by the scenario, not that I didn't think Chloe was a beautiful person or that I was doing something wrong, but because I really didn't want her. I'm attracted to men, and right now, more specifically I only wanted Marcus. I struggled with the feelings I was having about it, until I finally just texted Marcus to meet me at a local park to hike the trails, see the waterfalls and have a discussion about what had occurred with myself, him and his girlfriend. Marcus met me at the gates to the park. It's a stunning park, and quite large, I hadn't been here for years but it was at it's best right now. Marcus got out of his car in biker shorts, and that was it. except a small sling backpack on him. He looked so sexy. The lycra left absolutely nothing to the imagination. His ass and thighs were large and strong, and his bulge was really testing the ability of the stretchy material. His waist is small which aided in showing off his v-lines and wide shoulders. I gathered my backpack and we headed off toward the waterfall. I brought up last weekend first thing, after pleasantries of course and had an open discussion about the weekend. To summarize our conversation, I conveyed to Marcus that I couldn't fuck his girlfriend again. He understood, actually he admitted that while it was hot to watch and see, that he ultimately was stressed out and jealous. Jealous he had to share both of us. So we both happily agreed it was a one-time event. I think we both felt a heavy weight lifted off our shoulders. "Whew," I thought, "finally back to normal." There is a good stretch of the trail leading to the waterfall that required single line hiking, I was behind Marcus, and thank the gods I was. I kid you not, I had a raging erection the entire time I was hiking behind him. All I could watch were the ways his muscles flexed and worked as we struggled up the incline. I almost lost my footing several times on account of his distracting body. Once we cleared that stretch we were able to walk together, and of course the first thing Marcus noticed was my boner. "Uh hey there buddy," Marcus said, "did you see any of the sights on that little bit treacherous trail or were you just boning up at my ass the entire time?" "Hey now," I answered, "you're the one that showed up practically naked, and I think you absolutely did it on purpose." He laughed, "I just wanted to be comfortable." He had a wicked smile, knowing we both were fully aware that was a lie. We got to the waterfall finally and it started to down pour out of nowhere. It had been a bit cloudy, but nothing to indicate a monsoon-like storm. There was a small covered area nestled into the trees with a picnic table and fireplace fitted with a grill. We high-tailed it to the gazebo type structure giggling like school boys. We were already soaked though. We decided to wait it out rather than hike in this rain. It would've been impossible anyway. There was no way anyone was going to make it safely up the deep incline that we had to hike. It was beginning to get a bit chilly in these wet clothes, so Marcus built a fire in the outdoor fireplace/grill. It was even outfitted with one of those old-timey swinging arms that allowed someone to easily swing a kettle or soup pot in and out of the fire. Marcus shrugged and said, "doesn't look like this is letting up, I might as well get comfortable, no sense in sitting around in these wet shorts." He pulled his shorts, shoes and socks off and hung them on the swinging arm to dry by the fire. I thought, "why not," and shucked all my clothes too, to dry with his lonely pair of shorts. Of course Marcus hadn't worn underwear and seeing his thick cock again was bringing my own penis to attention. He looked at me and smirked. His appendage started to lengthen and grow too. "Come suck me," Marcus commanded. Again, I'm not in my right mind around him, I immediately knelt down in front of him and took his cock into my mouth. It tasted so good. The feeling of his bare skinned cock in my mouth was heaven. I worked my tongue and lips around his massive head and greedily sucked in his copious amounts of poz precum. He was moaning and groaning telling me to,"suck that big black cock. worship my fuck stick, faggot." I loved it when he was aggressive. His strong hands were on the sides of my head while he skull fucked me. I was gagging and my eyes were watering so much. He rammed his cock fully into my throat and I felt my teeth scrape against his shaft. He gave no warning, I couldn't help it. He held my head tight while my nose was buried in his trimmed crotch. He slapped the side the side of face saying, "gonna have to teach you to deep throat better, that hurt you little bitch." I was choking on his dick in my throat and when he slowly pulled out, we both could see my teeth had broke the skin a little on his shaft and there was a tiny bit of blood. There was a small amount of alarm on both our faces as he hadn't been on his meds. Marcus pulled me up harshly and forced me to stumble over to the picnic table. I fell back against it. The rough wood felt good on my back. He reached under my knees and had me spread eagled in seconds. He sat down on the bench and dove into my ass crack. His tongue was invading my hole. My head hung off the other side of the table, I closed my eyes and took in the sensations of him eating my ass. It wasn't long before I felt his fingers probing my fuck hole. He was an expert at finding my prostate now and my precum began to flow onto my stomach. I was trying to catch my breath when I said, "Fuck Marcus that feels so good. We should stop before anyone catches us." Marcus responded, "Man, nobody can make it up that incline with this much rain, it's probably a mudslide at this point. Besides, I don't care if anyone watched right now. I need to be in you." I was struggling inside. Emotionally speaking of course, because his tongue inside my hole gave me no struggles whatsoever, only blissful pleasure. I said,"Marcus, we both saw I scraped your cock with my teeth and we both know you were bleeding." "Relax," Marcus said, "let me just make you feel good." He stood up and positioned his fat uncut cock on my hole and began to push inside my slick hole. "Ahhh," he said, "I've missed this tight piece of ass. Your cumhole feels so good stretching around my shaft. I wish you could see it forcing its way into you." It felt good, but there was a lot of resistence. He kept taking breaks, alternating between eating and tongue fucking my ass opening and pushing his fuck rod into it. Unfortunately my ass was resisting once it got to a certain point in my depths. I was breathing and pushing out, he was using as much spit as he could muster up. Maybe it was for the best it couldn't go all the way in. But Marcus seemed more determined than ever to get inside my hot cum chute. He reached over and grabbed his sling pack and pulled out a banana. I wondered what this was about. Was he suddenly low on potassium? Was he going to try and stick it up my ass? He began to peel back the top of the banana, breaking a piece off of it and smashing it in between his fingers. I watched as his hand went to my hole and he started massaging the smashed banana into my hole. Marcus' fingers were now sliding in and out of me as I held my legs up behind my knees. He smashed more of the banana and forced it up inside me. He was working two, then three, and now four fingers into my ass. I felt completely open now and almost sloppy down there. But it was hot. My cock was straining against it's skin. It couldn't have gotten any harder. It was nearly painful and I wanted it to go down, but I needed to blow my wad in order for that to happen. I reached down with one hand and felt his fingers working my boy pussy open. It felt amazing, and like a thick lube was coating my hole and insides. Marcus again positioned his leaking cock on my hole and this time worked past that resistence we couldn't seem to breech earlier. When he slammed all the way into me, I gasped. I lost my breath, my body was on fire. "Marcus?" I asked, "what about the scrape on your cock? It was bleeding. Can you just fuck half of your cock into me?" He pulled out of me so fast I felt saddened. His thick dickhead was massaging my hole barely fucking it open. Marcus responded, "Nick, you're on PrEP, and I'm so fuckin horny right now, just let me get this ass. PLEASE!? I NEED to bust so bad. I have to have you." I shyly looked away. He asked, "What's wrong? You don't want it?" "Fuck yes I want it!" I yelled back. "It's just...I haven't had my PrEP for a week, I'm supposed to get it next Wednesday though." Marcus looked heartbroken, he said,"Oh, shit man, why didn't you tell me? I don't want to put you at risk." Now I was heartbroken. I think I'm beginning to catch feelings for my best friend. I wanted to please him, and he made me feel so good. Looking at his face I saw more than lust, and disappointment. It was as if I was letting him down. Like I was one of his girlfriends who wouldn't let him cum in them. His cock was still very hard at my entrance. I wrapped my legs around him, grabbed him under his big arms and forced him to fall on top of me impaling myself on his third arm. We moaned in unison. It felt so hot to have him fully inside me, and knowing the possible consequences to our lapse of judgement. Or rather, for letting our cocks make the decision for us. My hole was stretched tightly around his thick shaft. I couldn't deny myself this pleasure. I could tell Marcus still had reservations about what we were doing. I commanded him sternly,"Marcus, I need this dick right now. Not later. Right the fuck now, I need your cock to tear my ass up and you to flood my guts with your load." As he fucked into me he was picking up the pace he responded, "Okay. okay. I need this too. I need you. I'll pull out, we can fuck, then I'll pull out." I shook my head in the affirmative and told him, "fuck the devil out of me, use my hole to get off." He initiated a fury of a pounding on my hole. Our bodies were hammering together, the intensity of the fuck made me feel like a furnace as his cock head walloped against my prostate. We were building up to a final countdown. I couldn't handle the assault any longer and felt my hole spasming around his shaft. I could feel his cock striking my prostate and turning it out. I couldn't catch my breath, the pleasure was too much. I scarcely got the word, "CUMMING!" out of my mouth before I experienced a rare hands-free blowout. Streams of my cum rained down on my feverish body like sex lava. I was splatter coating my body. My hole's involuntary spasms and fierce contraction sent Marcus over the edge too. I felt it. He attempted to yank his huge cock from my body to cum, like he said he would. But in a split second, I knew I couldn't allow it. I couldn't let this man's cum be wasted on the ground. I hugged my body around him with as much strength as I could and locked him securely into me and his shudders became waves of convulsions as he blasted his poz load deep into my bowels. He kept cumming and cumming, he'd given up on the notion to pull out and accepted that it was too late and I had been the one to make him breed me. Marcus slowly lowered himself down on top of me. His cock still hard inside me. "Why? Why'd you do that?" He asked. I responded, "Because I fucking love you, you stupid dick. I'm not letting fear get in between us ever again." We composed ourselves a bit and laid back on the table. Naked, sweaty, warm from the fire, and wrung out from the sex. The rain hadn't let up, not even a little. That's when I heard tree limbs, and bushes being rustled, a young man burst through the one side of the gazebo-like structure. He froze seeing our naked bodies laying on the table must have been as much as a surprise to him as us seeing anyone up here in this weather. He broke the silence saying, "Oh man, sorry about that, I was coming down from the mountain and this storm started in, I happened to see the roof of this hideaway and thought I could seek refuge." Marcus said, "No problem man, we got caught in it too, we were just trying to dry our clothes out while we waited. You're welcome to do the same. I'm Marcus by the way, and this is Nick." The young man sat his backpack down and began to pull his shirt off, "Shawn here. I wouldn't mind getting out of this shirt and maybe drying my shoes and socks off a bit." That left him in his shorts as he came to sit on the bench across from us. He fished into his large backpack and pulled out some tequila saying, "Anyone up for some time-killing?" We happily agreed to his generosity. Shawn was very good looking. He had reddish blonde hair, and a tall lean body dusted in fine peach fuzz. There was barely a happy trail at his waist going down into his shorts. We talked a bit and passed the bottle around. He finally said, "To hell with it, I'm not going to be odd-man-out." He pulled his shorts off, and walked over to hang them up. He was wearing a jockstrap! His peach fuzz covered ass cheeks bounced as he walked toward the fireplace. Fuck. He had a plump bubble butt that you could bounce a quarter off of. My mouth was watering. I looked over at Marcus and saw his cock stiffening. I took the opportunity to say,"You might as well take it all off at this point stud." He turned around and smiled, "Thought you'd never ask." as he removed the last bit of clothing from his hot young body. He said,"Wanna play a game, "never have I ever"? We say a "never have I ever" and if you have done it, then you have to take a shot." Marcus and I were up for it. Nothing else to do anyway while the storm howled on. I began with, "Never have I ever offered tequila to strangers while naked and underage." Shawn smiled and took a shot. Shawn did clarify that he was 19, so he wasn't totally underage. Shawn was up next. He surprised us both by saying, "Never have a ever had gay sex in a storm on a picnic table." He was smiling from ear to ear when he caught us off guard. But soon we were all laughing. Shawn said, "It was pretty hot actually. I'm not gonna lie, I jerked off while watching you guys." I asked, "Have you ever tried it? I mean, sex with a man?" Shawn sheepishly looked away, and answered, "I guess you could say I've tried it. I mean, in Scouts and stuff, you know how it is. Young honry guys out in the wilderness sleeping in tents together, it's a recipe for experimenting. I wouldn't mind trying it again...like right now." I was hard in an instant, and I looked over at Marcus who was also at full mast. Shawn was staring intently at my cock, then moved his gaze to Marcus' erection. His eyes were like a deer staring at headlights. I reached over and grabbed the back of Shawn's head and guided his mouth toward Marcus' cock with one hand and with the other hand I placed Marcus' hard tool against Shawn's lips, smearing his precum on his mouth. That was all the encouragement Shawn needed to slide that big beautiful straight cock down his throat. I was surprised at how easily he could deep-throat and complimented him on the feat. Shawn pulled off long enough to say, "No gag reflex," before he went back to bobbing up and down on Marcus' huge cock. He didn't need my hands to guide him any longer so I got up, got behind his gorgeous bubbly ass and dove tongue first into his hole. It was tight as hell. I was working his hole with my tongue as best I could and gently started to penetrate him with my fingers. Man, this guy was tight but I kept up my work on his hole until I was able to get three fingers inside him. I was again leaking precum and couldn't stand it any longer. I got up and focused my cockhead directly onto his hole and began to insert my hardness into him. Bareback of course. He gave no objections so I kept entering him until I was balls deep. Did I mention how incredibly tight he was. I wasn't sure how long I could last. Shawn moaned around Marcus' cock when I bottomed out, he pulled off Marcus and groaned, "Fuuuuck. I've never had someone go all the way, the most I ever got was an inch or two. You feel amazing. I can't describe what you're making my insides feel like. Please fuck my ass. Make it yours." I think we've unwittingly discovered a natural bottom whore. I started taking long hard strokes in and out of Shawn's young bubble butt. Watching his hole stretch around my thick shaft at the base. I wasn't going to last much longer. I'm basically taking his virginity and the sensations are too much. I start pounding into his ass and say,"You're gonna make me cum. I'm going to flood your ass with my nut boy." He had his ass in the air as I rammed it while his head was in Marcus' lap mumbling, "Cum in me. Blow that load in my hole. Put it where it's supposed to be." I erupted. My cock swelled up and blasted his bowels with my cum. I was breeding this virgin slut. I flooded his ass with a huge load. I gently pulled out and his hole closed back tightly, keeping my load deep inside him. Shawn stood up, this was the first time I saw his cock. It was about 5 inches long, a respectable girth but it was hard a rock. It looked like it was filled with a steel pipe and it was slick with his own precum. I was still hard too, I can cum multiple times without going limp. I asked Shawn if he'd like a break. He replied, "Hell no, that was amazing, and I'm still horny. I need more cock." He stepped up onto the picnic table and straddled Marcus' giant cock and began to lower himself on it. Marcus immediately said, "WAIT!" I interrupted by quickly climbing up on to the table and stuffing my cock in Marcus' mouth. I gently stroked his face and said, "Look at him. Shawn needs your cock. Nothing is going to stop him from milking you dry, see how much he loves it? Let him make you cum. He's not asking any questions, he's here to get fucked, okay Marcus?" He hesitantly shook his head "yes," as Shawn rode his cock like a bitch in heat. Shawn's head was arched back, his eyes closed as he pistoned himself up and down on Marcus' toxic tool. Shawn wrapped his hand behind Marcus' neck and rode a wave of passion and pleasure. He incoherently mumbling and groaning, "yes oh god yes, fuck yes. Fuck my hole. I want your load so bad. Shoot your cum out of that huge cock deep in my boy pussy." His body tensed up and his stone hard cock looked like it was about to burst. He began to blast his load all over Marcus. Shawn yelled, "FUUUCK! Breed my hole! Oh shit! I'm still cumming!" He shot another volley of boy jizz out of his iron erection. This was the final straw for Marcus, he went off. He was shooting his load deep into Shawn. Depositing his cum along with mine. Shawn became more relaxed. He was relieved. He quickly gathered his things and got dressed. The rain was light now. He hastily said how hot it was, and how much he loved it. He thanked us again and again for making his dream cum true. I tried to get his number but he rushed away too quickly. Marcus and I were left alone again. He looked at me and shook his head saying, "Why'd you do that? You know I haven't been on my meds and you didn't let me tell him my status." Marcus, one thing you're going to learn one of these days is that sometimes when a gay man, has to have cock and be filled with cum, there's no stopping him. I saw that in Shawn. He wanted everything we gave him. Marcus and I had more adventures in the following months which I hope to share with you. But about 4 months after breeding Shawn, I got a text from an unknown number. It read, "Hey, I don't know if you remember me but it's Shawn. We met in the park during a bad storm and I wanted to tell you that you and your friend opened up a whole new world to me. I can't thank you enough. I came out to everyone, I feel more free, and I just got on PrEP so that I can enjoy more of what you two gave me. I got your number from the tag on your backpack, I hope you don't mind and I hope maybe we could all meet up again soon." I replied that we would love to breed him again. I showed Marcus the text and he was relieved that he hadn't given Shawn HIV, and he was also very eager to fuck him again, as was I. Author's Note: I hope this chapter makes up for the previous chapter. I realize that portion of the story may not be everyone's cup of tea, so I hope I have made amends to those who may have been disappointed with it.

i would love to choke you unconcious and wake you up with my fist up your ass to my elbow and a punch in the face with my other fist

So... finally!... the conclusion: ---- PART 6: REVELATIONS — Ryan: Sunday Evening — The Bird of Prey was packed this evening, the mass of bodies pushing Ryan closer to Carl. He didn’t mind. The room was hot but this man… well, he was even hotter. Carl leaned again the wall and pulled Ryan’s shoulders against his chest. His lips tasted the sweat on Ryan’s neck. And his cock, held tight in his jeans, felt like a steel bar against Ryan’s ass. He knew what Carl wanted. And he wanted it just as much. But… Carl hand reached around and started unfastening Ryan’s jeans. Ryan tilted his head back, hoping to be heard over the crowd. “You are HIV negative, right.” There was a pause. “I never said I was negative, boy.” Just loud enough for Ryan to hear over the crowd. Ryan’s heart almost stopped. He turned around quickly to face the other man. “But you said… Carl leaned forward so Ryan could hear him. “We can’t hear each other here. Come back to my place and we can talk there.” The twink nodded and let Carl steer him out of the club. — Ryan: 30 Minutes later — “Ok. I get that I could have asked it better. But you must have known what I meant.” They were sitting on Carl’s sofa. Ryan felt sick to his stomach but, strangely, Carl’s arm around his shoulder made him feel better. “Of course. But I also knew you needed help to be the slut you were born to be. So I helped.” “But… “ “Shhhh.” Carl’s finger found Ryan’s lips. “See the problem here is you are letting the prejudices of your background influence your thinking. Tell me: did it feel good to be in a bar of horny men and having them use you? Cum in you?” “But… “ Ryan started to argue but the look in Carl’s eyes quieted him down. He sighed. “Yes. It felt good. I felt free.” “Because, deep down, you know what you are. What you are born to be.” “A slut.” Ryan whispered. “A slut.” Carl agreed. “A cum dump. And that means that, sooner or later, you are going to get the bug. Again, I’m just helping things along.” Ryan said nothing. Carl’s big arm felt so good around his shoulder. He could smell the faint hint of sweat coming from the man’s armpit. It smelt so good. He just wanted to bury his face in there and lick in clean. He had to admit that he had felt so good in the nightclub. It HAD felt SO right. And, really, hadn’t he already made his decision that night? He looked down at Carl’s crotch. Hard. Waiting. Ready. He reached out his hand to rest against that bulge. “So, are you going to let me fuck your ass again? With this big, black cock? With this POZ cock?” “Yes.” Ryan’s fingers began working the black man’s zipper. Freeing his cock. “Yes what, boy?” “Yes, Sir.” “Good boy.” — Jared: Monday Morning — Jared groaned as he woke. Every night, more dreams. Sucking. Getting Fucked. Begging for more. Back in the park toilet, or with Hal, or with Ryan, or with one of his professors, or some guy he had seen around campus. Every morning: waking with his white briefs filled with cum from his wet dreams. He hadn’t actually been back to the toilets since that one night. It was a sin. He wanted — needed — to confess, repeat, and be morally clean. But the dreams were so intense. So amazing… He climbed out of bed walked into the bathroom, pulling down and discarding his underwear as he went. With a contented sigh he let out his morning pee… … ow! Burning. Discomfort. He glanced down. The head of his penis was covered in some sort of fluid. Kind of yellow. 
No. No. No. No! NO! He had been so good for so long. It couldn’t be. One indiscretion he told himself. Just one. It wasn’t fair! He couldn’t have an STI. Couldn’t. — Jared: Wednesday Afternoon — Jared slouched on the examination room chair. He had known what they were going to tell him. A quick internet search had confirmed his fears. But it was confirmed: both gonorrhoea and chlamydia. And they wanted him to come back in a month or so for an HIV test. Strangely, all he could think about was hoping no one had seen him come in to this clinic either to get tested on Monday afternoon or back in today for results. If anyone he knew saw him here… well… he would just die. “So. You know there are questions we have to ask.” The young man across the table said with a patient and understanding half-smile. “Do you know where you may have been exposed and contracted the infection? Particularly sex without a condom.” Jared’s face flushed red. “Yes. Last Tuesday. I met someone… well. Not met. I was… um. I didn’t plan on it. Didn’t mean it to happen.” “It’s ok. Relax. Infections like these are very common in people your age. Don’t worry, we’ll take care of it.” The other man paused. “Last Tuesday you say? Well. Technically that is within the window for the result to show up. But only barely. Any other sexual partners before then?” “No. Only. …” Jared scowled. “There was one other guy. He was my first.” “We need to have him come in for testing as well. It sounds like it didn’t end well. If you want, we can give you a card to mail to him to let him know.” The thought of contacting Hal made Jared want to retch. No. He wouldn’t be doing that. — Friday evening — “… and this is Carl.” When Ryan had said he wanted to introduce him to “the man in his life”, Jared had not been sure what to expect. But, whatever Jared expected, it wasn’t Carl. He noticed the little details about Carl first: older — probably almost 30 — the beard, the muscular build, the chocolate skin. The second thing, almost immediately behind the first was the feeling of a quiet and assured authority in the way he carried himself. Like someone who was used to being obeyed. Jared admitted to himself that he felt a bit intimidated. “It’s nice to meet you.” He managed to say. Intimidating or not, Carl’s smile was friendly and genuine. “Great to meet you too. Ryan has told me a lot about you.” “Some of it good, I hope.” “Some of it good, yeah. Although…” Carl paused. “… he said you are still a virgin? And that you don’t drink? We may have to revoke your gay card if that’s true.” He said it with such a straight face that, for just a moment, Jared thought Carl was genuinely disappointed. Then they all laughed. “Well…. maybe not so much of a virgin anymore.” Ryan’s mouth dropped open. “What? Spill the gossip. What have you been hiding from me.” “I met a guy, one thing led to another.” Ryan looked like he was about to ask a million questions. “I’ll tell you about it some other time.” Jared said quickly. “It didn’t end well and I don’t want tonight to be about that.” Carl’s hand rested on his shoulder. “Men are pigs. All of us. Don’t let the assholes get you down. And, in the meanwhile, congratulations on getting to keep your gay card.” They all laughed again and Jared felt relieved that it was out in the open. — Jared: Six Weeks Later — Jared felt a bit sick when he walked back to the waiting room. The clinic wasn’t as busy today, the day he and Ryan had both come in for their HIV tests. They had called Ryan in first. He had been called in a few minutes later. Then, the wait. They had called Ryan back in for results first. Jared had been called in before Ryan returned. Ryan was there now, waiting for him. He looked a little pale but Jared couldn’t see the same fear in his friend’s eyes that he himself felt. Ryan looked up as he approached. Their eyes met. Understanding. Acceptance. No words were needed, but Ryan spoke anyway: “You too, huh?” Jared nodded. “Welcome to the club, I guess. Let’s go get a coffee and then I need to call Sir and tell him the news.” “I still don’t understand your relationship.” Jared whispered as they left. “But I’m a bit jealous of it right now.” “You’ve always been jealous.” Ryan whispered back with a quiet laugh. Yeah. Jared thought to himself. But now I’m not jealous of Carl getting you. I’m jealous of you having Carl. — Jared: That evening — It was dark now. The sun had gone down a couple hours again and Jared was still walking. He just didn’t feel like going home yet. Ryan hadn’t wanted to leave him but Jared had insisted. He just need time to think things through. No, he assured his friend, he wasn’t going to hurt himself. Yes, he had promised, he would call in the morning. Now what? That was the question he kept coming back to. He hadn’t been to Church in a month. He kept finding reasons not to go. Excuses really. He knew them for what they were. He should go back this Sunday he told himself. He missed the stability the Church had always provided but it seemed distant to him now. But he he hadn’t had sex again either. He wanted it. He dreamt about it. But he abstained. Part of repentance was not repeating the sin. So no more sex. Not since that night. In the park. The park. He looked around. He was in the park now. And there. Just ahead. The little building with the park toilet. His wandering feet had brought him here. Of all places. He should go. Go home and pray. But he didn’t. He opened the door and walked into the men’s toilet. The room smelled like man sex. Sweat. Cum. He filled his lungs with the heavy air like a drug. He entered the stall, locked it, and sat down on the toilet. He was just thinking, he told himself. This was a quiet place. As good as any. But there was the glory hole. He stared at it like he was looking into the maw of hell. He wasn’t sure how long he had been sitting there when someone else came in. They tried his stall and then entered the one next to it. He could see them, or at least the shadow of them, through the hole. He knew what was coming. There was no question about what the other man would do. Only about what he would do in return. And, yes, there it was. A cock coming through the hole. It was big and a bush of ginger pubic hair surrounded it. He could even make out a scorpion tattoo on the hip. Probably POZ then. Like him. His brain still struggled. And argued. But his body knew what to do. He had, after all, done this once before. He unfastened his jeans, let them fall. Pushed his underwear down. Turned his ass to the hole. Leaning forward to get the angle right. Rubbing his spit on his hole and on the cock. And, as he had done weeks ago, backing up onto this stranger’s cock. Letting it push inside him. The faceless stranger moaned in the next cubicle. “Fuck yeah, fag. Give me that ass.” Jared moaned back his own wordless reply. But words didn’t matter. He had made his decision about who and what he was. About what came next in his life. And he had no regrets.

whenever i fuck a faggot that likes getting strangled i know i am fucking a true whore. any faggot into getting choked and hit is a pozzed up cumdumpster that gets used by a lot of dirty men.the words "strangle me" are code for "I'm a disease filled faggot with a loose fuckhole and i have aids"

The next few days were a lot for me to take in. I had to wrap my head around the fact that in a moment of passion I allowed myself to be infected and changed the course of my life up to that point. Eddie was a stinky ,dirty old man with a big cock I could not get enough of. I still can't understand how he has been able to keep such control over me. The fear of not knowing how to deal with my wife and family, I was devastated.. But at the same time anytime he demanded sex in any way I complied. Any kinky sick request I gave in to happily, he turned me into trash. I lost count how many times I sucked him off and he fucked me over the next couple days. My ass was destroyed just like he said and resembled a loose pussy more than my previous tight hole. Just when I thought I had sunk as low as I would go he told me to put my panties back on and we had to make a run. He needed beer so we walked down to the 7-11. It was just starting to get dark and when we got there a homeless guy from the neighborhood was hanging out back. Eddie knew him and called him Tom, and introduced me as his new bitch. Tom said I didn't fit the mold but Eddie assured him that he would see for himself just how well I would do. Tom said traffic was light that day.. I guess it was known in the area that for a few bucks for beer money these guys would suck or fuck, and there were actually guys willing to take them up on it.. Desperate times I guess. After sitting there for about an hour a guy in a delivery truck pulled up and asked Eddie if he wanted a beer. He said he sure did, but that the new meat would be doing the honors. Eddie told me the guy was a regular and I better suck him good and be sure to swallow every drop. He said if I swallowed the load We would earn a six pack of pabst , but if I didn't swallow the guy would get pissed and probably slap me around a bit and only give me a buck.. I got into his truck and he already had his cock out. I did as told and started sucking him for all I was worth. His cock was probably about 6 inches and uncut. that was a first for me but it made it even more exciting.. As he got more excited he started pushing my head down on his cock faster. He then asked what Eddie meant about me being new meat. He pulled my head up and I caught my breath and answered I had just recently started fucking Eddie. He then said just Eddie? I said yes. He then said he had to get some fresh meat for himself, and told me to get out of my pants.. I said sorry just the blow job, he said if I knew what was good for me I would be out of my pants quick and on his cock. I was not moving fast enough so he gave me a slap across my face. It shocked me so I moved faster, he laughed at my panties and called me a slut. I climbed up onto his lap and he thrust me down and impaled me balls deep. I started riding his cock the best I could and he was a bigger guy so he helped push me up and down to increase the pace, he was in control.. Thank goodness I had been fucking Eddies huge dick repeatedly because that and his earlier loads helped ease what would have been a brutal rough fucking.. After 5 or 10 minutes he grunted and started filling me with a huge hot load. Thankfully he was filling my ass, not sure if I could have swallowed it all.. When he was done he made me get off his cock and lick it clean.. He told me to get out of the truck and threw a five dollar bill to Eddie and drove off. Sucking and getting rough fucked for only five bucks made me feel even lower than I already did, Eddie took the money in and bought the beer.. Eddie said good job bitch, but don't get comfortable , you are just getting started.......

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.

I couldn't believe what I was doing. It was just after midnight and there I was waiting outside the door to a condo where low thumping base could be heard resonating from the other side. My best friend Z had convinced me to come out with him to an underground club in Boston. I never went out, and he knew it, he always said I was too hot to stay at home where no one could admire...but I was so shy and a late bloomer since I only came out my last year of college barely had my first boyfriend before we broke it off. "Hey man, hurry up," Z waved impatiently at me with an over-eager grin on his latin face. I hadn't realized the door opened since I was so nervous and just wondering how I let him convince me to do this. It wasn't just some club where people danced, the first level had the music but there was supposedly a sub-level or basement where it was all dim lighting and dark corners where people would go to fuck someone they liked from the main room or maybe just went down there straight away to get lucky. The doorman looked me up and down as I came in and he closed the door behind us, they always inspected new people apparently. You had to be either hot & young, fucking hung, or well-connected to get in if you were barely meeting standards. I wasn't out on my ass in the cold, so seemed I passed. "Clothes check here at the table, I'll bag it for ya and give you the other half of the tag so we can find it later," the doorman explained as he got behind a table. Another guy was behind the table on the other side giving lube, condoms, or drinks to those who wanted to buy any -- or for free if he seemed know them (from what I could tell.) Just beyond the table was a door that stayed open leading to the dance floor where every gyrating and shifting body was in underwear of all kinds from leather jockstraps to silk briefs. "You run this?" I asked timidly and with an audible note of awe, "It looks so hot." "Mmmm, damn, I could say the same about you," he replied with a casual smirk as he cracked his knuckles. Hungry eyes raked across me as I undressed quite aware of him licking his lips and tilting his head to the side when I bent over to step out of my jeans even though I tried to pretend I was looking away and didn't notice. "You must say that to everyone who comes in," I laughed still shy, Z was already out of his clothes and into the next room waving back at me to hurry and join, "it would always keep them coming back." Now seeing his interest for me so obviously I took a second look at the doorman/host of the fuck club. He was mixed ethnicity maybe latino and black, also older -- must've been late 40's if I had to guess. Then again the dark hair and goatee of his was nearly all grey, so he could have been older and looked great for his age. He was very fit, football player chested and strong defined arms. I had never imagined getting with a guy who wasn't in his 20's, but I stayed polite anyway and thanked him after I got my number to get my bag with clothes in it later. My eyes adjusted quickly to the dark club dance floor. There were couches and a few tables off to the sides, but one thing that stood out was the floor bed with some curtains around it giving limited privacy to anyone inside, I could see a guy who was thrusting vigorously into the open mouth of another man, but couldn't make out much about their looks from where I stood. "Did you want to take a closer look?" I nearly jumped in surprised as I turned to see the tall brawny doorman from earlier to my side. "I didn't know I could...won't that be too nosy if you're not joining in or something?" I questioned knowing I was coming off uncertain and bashful, my worst trait! The guy seemed to be enjoying my demeanor though as he grinned putting one large hand on the small of my back and guiding me in the direction of the bed and shifting curtains. "A hot piece of ass like yours is always the first to be welcomed to getting closer to the action," he flirted, "look around you've got quite a bit of admirers already..." I hadn't realized it but there was quite a few just standing off to the side or engaged half-listening in discussions but looking at me as I drew closer to the bed. Some reached to their crotch and nodded at me suggestively to put the idea in my head their cock could try to find its way into me. I wondered now how long I had stood there being eye-fucked and had no idea. "Oh gosh, now I feel really self-conscience," I gushed feeling very pleased that I had stuck with working out and now my ripped swimmer build with the six-abs to boot was paying off in a big way. The tiny trunk undies Z had told me to buy for the night probably helped too barely covered much of my ass and making my package look even larger than it normally would since I was rock hard already and looked ready to rip out of the seams. "Don't worry about a thing player, because you're with me and I run this place. Just like I'm going to be running that ass." "Haha, had me pegged as bottom and just hoping you're right?" I joked as I peeked past the curtains seeing the bed was larger than I thought it would be, two guys were sucking a ridiculously hung middle-eastern guys cock and balls. They change who would deep throat and lick his large sack, all the while the top looked down at them with pleasure and simultaneously tweaked his own nipples. "Yeah, kinda," the older man confessed, "with an ass like that it would be a shame to not be a bottom, at least for me tonight." "Whoa, you're direct aren't you?" I gasped with as much shock as pleasure at his offer. "Yeah man, I only ever pick out one dude who comes up in this if I pick anyone at all and he is going to be the ass I fuck all night and drains my cock at least three or four times before he leaves if he knows what's good for him," He sounded very confident in what he said, it didn't sound like a line of bullshit to me...and that's when I saw it... "FUCK! Are you like 10 inches?" I gawked at the swollen fuck tool he swung like a small bat, he had popped it out from his black boxer-briefs to show off...or maybe entice? Whichever it was...it was working. "Something like that, but right now - you just need to get down on that mattress on your knees and arch that ass up to me so I can get it," he commanded with a deep and seductive authority in his tone. I felt my hole quiver with some deep awakened sense of desire to let the biggest dick I had ever seen in person get inside me. Maybe this is why young guys always wanted a "daddy" type, men like this made you want to be submissive -- I didn't feel any shame in the idea of him using me like a bitch to show off his great fuck skills and that I might end up on display as his property for all in attendance. It was more than any wild fantasy I had ever had, and maybe that's why I was drawn to this muscle-bound sex god. "You have condoms and lube?" I inquired as I took my position on the bed, he didn't want any foreplay...seemed my ass was all that mattered. I hoped he wasn't going to go too fast. I could just imagine trying to explain to a chiropractor how my spine got dislocated by a huge cock...or something that ridiculous anyway. "I don't go anywhere without my Gun Oil Lube...and something for you," he handed me a brown bottle, I cocked my head to the side reading it: Jungle Juice Label Black, "You used poppers before?" "No...but my buddy Z tells me it'll help if a big cock tries to open me up and it's too much even when they go slow," I recalled the advice suddenly thankful he was always giving tips. "Put them under your nose, and hold one nostril down while you sniff it. I'm gonna lick that sweet boy hole of yours until you do it on both sides...I'll know the difference when you've breathed deep enough. Keep going as much as ya like when you use em, just don't spill." I leaned on my elbows as his wet tongue probed my ass quickly and greedily. I slowly inhaled a deep breath, figured better not hold back even though it was my first time -- I didn't want to scare myself out of him fucking me. Then I took another hit on the other side of my nose. I can't quite describe the feeling of what came over me just then without warning. A warm rush of fuzzy comfort and horniness combined with an unexplainable need to let that insistent tongue of his in me further. Then it was gone only to be replaced the head of his circumcised raging boner with lube dripping all over my hole and the head of his tool as he pressed it into me. My hole was not very open so he pushed against it not quite forcing it open and I got the feeling it would just slip and thrust in too quick. I hit the poppers instinctively the breath was quick and deep and the feeling as swift and intense as I had taken the breath. My hole widened with an insatiable hunger to invite this total stranger into my most intimate part of me and inside he went. I moaned loaded as he slid in at a steady pace..a bit faster than I thought I could handle though so I turned to look back at him begging with my expression. "Make that pussy take this dick," he ordered seeing my pained expression and he used his legs to shove my knees further apart, and then placed his hands both onto the middle of my back pushing down to force me to open up in every way possible. "Oh my fucking--uuhhh!" I couldn't even tell what I was trying to say, it was like there wasn't even room in me for my own thoughts, all I could do was make room for his enormous dick to take advantage of my younger inexperienced ass. I breathed the poppers once more and just felt my chest tingle and grow warm and then the warmth spread towards my ass where it opened up in places I hadn't realized it could, like it knew what I didn't about how to make that daddy fuckstick feel perfect. My top seemed to love it. He was now plowing full force into me, a growing crowd of guys looked at us, jerking their cocks or beginning to find a hole to fuck too. One twink looking bottom mouthed the words, 'I'm so jealous!' from the end of the bed as he stared open-mouthed at the assault I was enduring from the host. "Oh baby...baby please!" I begged, I hoped calling him something sweet would make him go easy on me, my hole had never felt so full, "you're in so motherfucking deep." "Yeah bitch. Take it bitch." He was cold, and merciless in his response, my ass was nothing more than a warm sexy cum receptacle. He probably would just bred me and left me on the bed leaking his jizz and sore if it wasn't for the condom...oh fuck -- did he put it on? "Oh fuck your daddy dick feels so fucking good...but I can't tell if you have the condom on baby," I whimpered, half tempted to hit the poppers once more, but I held off so I wouldn't just let him keep digging into my hole and taking it without a little resistance on my part. "Oh hell fucking naw, I don't fuck plastic bags. I am gonna get that good pussy and dick it down til you make me nut and you're not going to waste a drop, it's all staying in you and if it leaks out, you're gonna swallow it after I scoop it up," he breathed the nasty and lustful promise into my ear. He never uses condoms? Ever?! "Are you poz?" I was trying to overcome my hole urging me to give into the cock inside me that was making me tingle with electricity and pleasure. The fear was there, but it was so small by comparison. "Don't you worry pussy boy," he whispered in the same low sultry tone as I felt him pumping at me in tandem with the music base, his body over me, hands still pressing down onto my back slightly to make me arch my hole up to his dick, "now shut your fucking mouth and open up that sweet silky cunt to me and don't stop giving it up until I'm done tearing this shit up all night." Did he just ignore answering my question? Oh damn...I could barely think and his thrusts started picking up pace, he poured more lube onto his cock as he nearly took it all out. I hit the poppers finally just to make it a bit longer and beg again for him to pull out. "Please, don't cum in me..please....no--" my pleas were muffled as he put a large pillow on top of my head and pushed it down into the mattress. My ass was almost fully arched up as he pushed his full weight onto my back and I couldn't keep standing up. I had no choice but to let his cock plow over and over again into me full force. I moved my legs around trying to get a way to push from underneath the his dick as it impaled each time into a new and even more pleasurable spot in my hole, I felt crazy for wanting to get away from this dark heaven I was experiencing, but I knew what he would do to me if I didn't. "There it is," he moaned in triumphant pleasure and dug into me balls deep and held it firmly in place, "went right on through your second hole." I couldn't believe it. I always wondered if the second hole was some mythical G spot for men, but it existed. I was totally incapable of moving as wave after wave of intoxicating pain and pleasure exploded into my ass with his cocks pummeling me still unrelenting even in the slightest. I knew then I had totally submitted to him body and mind, he owned me...I would let him use me and be grateful this monster cock chose me to be his fuck pig. My muffled moans were barely audible as he drove in deliberate long, full in and full out insertions. He tossed the pillow aside and aggressively turned my head to the side to meet his lips and he tongued my open panting mouth which made me open even more to him in my ass and he knew it. "Feel that cum inside you my little fuck toy?" He questioned, as his cock throbbed and gushed copious amounts of thick liquid inside me. I just nodded covered in sweat, mostly his as he dripped onto me from exerting himself for so long at full speed pistoning his wicked monster cock into my submissive young hole he now had marked as his property. He kept his cock buried in me, it didn't lose its hardon even a little. My ass ached not just from the beating it took but the amount of cum inside was so much it hurt to keep it in with his dick too. I knew he wouldn't let it leak out without me having to eat it to remain his good compliant bitch. "Oh fuck you came in me anyway..." I said it trying to look defeated like I didn't want him to, but he only smiled seeing very clearly in my eyes the total submission and adoration to him now having never been used so completely and utterly by another man. "As I said to the first guy I fucked after he first turned me down, 'a hand over the mouth turns no no no into Mmmm Mmm Mmm.'" He laughed at the joke. It would be two weeks before I'd test poz when I decided to get checked out after taking two more loads from my brutal dom daddy that night. He got one more neg boy pussy converted, and many more would be turned, I had no doubt about it. Sometimes I go back to the club and let him bend me over and breed me then pass me around to two or three other tops, as he recounted how he gifted my neg hole and they would all cum inside so turned on by the story....fuck he knows how to use younger holes. Note: Sorry I haven't posted anything in a long while! Haha, been so busy working. Still going to add chapters to the Royal Poz Fuck Gang Thread for those interested in following along.

I was at sbn a few weeks back and only saw one guy out of a hundred or so that were there use a condom. Most fucking was raw. My cock went into a number of holes raw during the afternoon. The following weekend at folsom in berlin was full-on raw.