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Did he really just say what I thought he said….”Oh fuck that’s good”….he…er…he said he knew my son…”Fuck me harder”…..he knew the kid in the photo next to my bed….”AHHH FUCCKK YEAH HARDER..”…he’d fucked him a few weeks ago…”Oh god, go deeper”…he’d fucked my son…HE’D FUCKED MY SON!! “Wait, wait” I said pushing him up..he was fucking hot and was doing a great job of stretching my cunt…”You fucked him” I said pointing to the picture. He stopped, ripped, sweaty and panting, pushing up and looked at the photograph, “Yeah, hot kid, fucked him and some other lad.” He suddenly looked at me as puzzled as I was, “He a friend?” He asked as I leaned up to grab the photo. “He’s my son” I replied. The hot stud who’d been ploughing me missionary, suddenly grinned at me. “Sweet, I’ve fucked the Father and Son” I have to admit it sounded hot too, “Did he know you were poz?” I asked with a sudden sinking feeling. “Yeah, first thing they asked. Wanted to know if I was toxic, they wanted breeding” He grinned back, “Concerned for your son?” he said gently thrusting back into me. I breathed in as he entered me, “A little, but I think he’s on Prep.” I said suddenly full of mixed emotions for the well being of my only son and the thought of this hot stud breeding him. “Well they said they weren’t and wanted pozzing. They begged me for my poison load” He smirked and began to fuck me hard again. The thought of fucking the father and the son had clearly excited him. If truth be told, it did me too. We fucked hard for another hour before he finally shot his poz load down my throat. He ate mine and we kissed for a while longer. “I’m undetectable anyway, so no chanced of infecting your boy” He smirked as I led him to the door of my apartment. It was 3am and this Grindr fuck stud had been just what I needed. Hung, muscular and total top who just happened to be HIV+. “I never asked what status you were?” He said as I stood naked with my front door wide open. “I’m HIV+ too and high viral load at the moment” I grinned. The stud smiled back, “Sweet” as I closed the door on him. I had a lot to absorb besides the Grindr studs cum in my stomach. My teenage son was chasing. I wasn’t sure how I felt about that. It would be hard to criticize him since I’d been incredibly promiscuous all my life and finally succumbed to the bug when I was 32 after riding any toxic cock I could find. Now at the ripe old age of 38, I was toned, with a shaved head and short, trimmed beard. I still had a six pack, defined arms and muscular pecs with pert little nipples. I also kept my upper body smooth showing off my hairless balls and 8.5” uncut cock. I was an above average DILF and Grindr was my haunt. Unsuspecting and naïve slutty bottoms my prey. Speaking of which, my phone let out a Grindr growl. I walked back into my living room and grabbed the phone. It was a notification from the stud who’d just left. 'Forgot. I met your son and his bf on Twitter. They have a JustForFans account. You may want to check it out', he wrote. I clicked the link and sure enough my naked son Ben and his other half, Jeremy popped up. Both were grinning with cum covered faces. For the rest of the night I sat naked on the couch watching my beautiful boy being used by so many different men. I’d been so proud of him as he grew to manhood. I’d fathered him when I was 20, during my bisexual phase. I’d been so happy when he came out as gay at the age of 14, although he was overtly effeminate so it wasn’t exactly a shock. Nor was finding him sucking the dick of an older brother of one of his school friends in his bedroom one Christmas I’d come to visit. Now he was grown, with short dark hair and a beautifully proportioned tight body. Defined six pack, pert little nipples, smooth, unblemished skin. A fabulous ass and his fathers big dick, which like mine, remained hard and leaked copious amounts of precum all the time he was being fucked. I hadn’t actually seen him top once, so he was obviously a bottom who loved being stretched wide, either by one or two cocks, or a fist. There were plenty of clips of him taking massive dildos and some monster manhood's too. His boyfriend Jeremy was also a stunning boy. 19 years of age and was at the same dance school as Ben. He was a few inches taller and skinnier, but his fat dick was inside Ben as often as he could be, it would seem. I’d met him a few times and liked him because he made my boy happy. Now I could see why and their depraved love life was equal to my own. The two of them were utter sluts. Watching my boy felch cum out of his bf’s freshly seeded cunt and then share it with him. He was equally adept with being pissed on and drank much of what he was given. Perhaps his best videos were of older men using him in every position. Clearly like me, Ben loved older guys and would whimper and moan as he was abused. He loved being tied up and slapped around. Verbal and physical humiliation made him very happy with his erect cock bouncing up and down in every scene. It was strange, but I realised I’d been wanking my fat dick for ages as I watched my boy being fucked by countless men. Knowing that he was chasing was also making me horny as fuck.

This is my first attempt at a dark story. I was in a strange city in a strange bar meeting a stranger. He was going to change my life. I never thought I would do something like this but, here I am. Maybe I should go back and explain how I got here. Yeah, that way I can show you what happened from my prospective. My name is Keith.I am a bisexual man. I did stuff with other guys when I was younger. Always safe and always brief. After college I met and married the woman who would become my wife. Her name is Nikki I decided to give up doing gay stuff. I really did love her and being gay was not as accepted. I also took a job in computers and finance which made me rich. I also came from family money. I settles into, what I thought, was a happy life. I was wrong. Just out of the blue my wife just stopped wanting sex with me. She just stopped. When I tried to find out what was wrong she just blew me off. She was going out more. I wound up using my tablet to watch porn. Mt desire for guys was slowly coming back. I watched more and more gay porn. I delved deeper and deeper into it. I found all sort of different types. I got into bareback which led my to pozzing porn. When I first learned about pozzing, bug catching and gift giving I thought it was not real. However, the more I read the more I learned how real it is and how hot it can be. Soon it was all I could watch. I still hoped it would work out with my wife but was starting to desire the feel of raw skin on skin in my ass. The moment I knew it was over was when I found out that she was not only having an affair she was having that affair with the man I thought was my best friend. To be honest they were fucking before Nikki and I started dating. She wanted to marry me for money. I was crushed at first. I knew what was coming and I needed to protect my assets and get as much proof as I could. Then it hit me. Why just do all this legal crap when I could get revenge and turn them against each other. I started doing research on the deep web to find what I was, or rather whom, I was looking for. I found the perfect guy. He was a drop dead gorgeous, he was very well endowed and he was a poz. I was going to meet him soon. I made an excuse to travel to another town where he lived. That is where I am now. Sitting in a bar waiting for him to show. I had a suite in a five star hotel for us and I was going to get him for the whole weekend. He walked up to me and asked, "You the guy?" "Yes" was my response. He ordered a drink on my tab. He asked if I had it with me. {The money.} I told him half now and half back the room. He was actually okay with that. So we finished our drinks and left. I could not wait for what was about to happen. The conclusion will be posted soon.

So one day I am hanging outside and Jesse comes over from across the street. We talked... not about sex at first.. but of course soon made its way there. Told me to stop over tonite around 430. And I did. I knocked and I heard Jesse say come in.. When I saw him he was already totally naked and semi hard. His thick cock made my mouth water. Walked up to him and he planted his mouth on mine. Tongue going deep and I kissed him back. Then he looked at me and told me to get naked. I didn't hesitate. took my hand and let me to his bedroom and when we walked into his room, there was my dad butt naked, and laying face down on the bed. "I want to watch you fuck your dad again" Jesse said I didn't hesitate. I got on top of the bed, felt up dads ass, spread his cheeks some to see that beautiful pink hole and pushed my already hard boy cock up to it. Then pushing in and down I carefully put it in.. slowly at first and then collapsing my entire body on dads as it entered him completely. Jesse stood at the top of the bed looking down at my dad. Recalling some of the verbal commands he gave, still excites me to this day.. You like your sons dick fucking you?You want your son to cum in that ass don't you? Always making sure he used the word son.. or dad when he addressed me.. Fuck your dad harder!! You like dad's ass don't you.. Then he put his big black cock in my dads face, and told him to suck it. Was too much for me to handle seeing that and i busted a nut inside dads ass. When i Pulled out, Jesse took my place and fucked dad. He told me to let my dad clean my cock, so i stood where Jesse had and fed Dad my cock. Jesse fucked dad hard, harder than I had and let out a crazy groan when he was pumping that load inside dad. AFter pulling out, Jesse showed me Dads ass, stretched it open and showed me the cum dripping out.. He told me to clean dads ass out. Tasting both my own cum and Jesses cum mixed together was incredible. Jesse came over to me and kissed me.. Dad was standing right there now. Jesse leaned in and kissed Dad. then dad leaned over to me and kissed me, tongues exploring. My cock was rock hard again, and dad dropped to his knees and started sucking me.. He deep throated his sons cock until I shot off load number two . And immediately after he kissed Jesse swapping out my cum from his mouth for Jesses's spit. Dad then leaned in for another deep kiss. I remember walking out of jesses house together that day, and walking into the kitchen together, where mom had already almost finished making dinner. Where have you guys been and what have you been up to she asked? Dad calmly replied, "just shooting the breeze with Jesse.. "And he handed her some eggs, which he smartly picked up from Jesse's chicken coop before we left.. Then we washed up for dinner, and sat down to eat, with dad's ass still dripping from the two loads he took that day.

Couple of thoughts. i agree with others who identify averages, cycles. i encourage you to keep putting yourself out there, but altering expectations. The truth is, we don't know what we're going to get when we put our self out there. While age and looks factor in, they are not the only factors and i find it's a mistake to put to much weight on them. I really believe other factors are more in play. To me, places like saunas or gay events are some of the hardest places to get sex. If i were a Top spending $30 at a sex club, i'd get very selective and wouldn't want to shoot immediately and just go home. From what you describe, this was an event and was more social than sexual. For me, those venues are very hit or miss. i go to a all gay resort in Palm Springs on a regular basis and some days while i'm there are awesome and some sexless. And PS is a gay Mecca lol. If you get discouraged and give up, you'll miss the on days though. If i am feeling very horny and cum dumpy, i get most of my quick and easy loads at an ABS during lunch or when guys are getting off work. i find most of the guys who frequent these places at those times just wanna get off on their way home. It's not unusual for me to take half a dozen cocks in a half hour or so. It's a different crowd and many are there to simply get off, not find the man of their dreams.

You said "everyone was kissing and cuddling but no fucking going on" so it's not like everyone else was getting it on and you were being left out. Also, if you've got other bottoms coming around to chat, it probably means they weren't getting much either. Overall, it sounds like it was just an off night.

Definitely do not get discouraged. In all my experiences with groups, sex clubs, and saunas, I can tell you first hand that one night shouldn't be your be-all-end-all. Strangely, the larger the sex party, the less likely it is that you might have the all-out brain busting experience you're imagining. I've noticed that since the introduction of PrEP that bottoming has become far more competitive than it used to be. These big sex parties tend to have an oversupply of us. As such, the tops have many options to choose from. Even if you do get lucky and take cock, don't expect every guy to breed you. Personal experience again, you just have to stick it out for a while and eventually a guy will be aching to shoot before heading off. Open door cumdump is better, but again, if you're doing this at a location and time with many others looking for the same thing, you'll notice diminished returns. I have gotten the most action doing this on "off" weekends (no other event going on where you have to "compete" for attention). With saunas as well, I've had varied experiences as of late. One week it was lots of guys topping me; a few weeks later, every guy wanted to nut in my mouth instead of fuck me. As someone previously mentioned, it's better if you can catch horny men over their lunch break or after work; they'll be much more willing to cum quickly and not spend hours browsing. Bottom line, don't get discouraged. Try it out a few more times to see if you have different experiences. I suggest going on a weekend/day-of-week where there's not much else going on.

Nothing is wrong with you, men but people in general are weird. A lot of people talk about being a cumdump or fucking loaded ass but less actually follow through. sadly you just gotta keep pushing on and I would suggest lower your expectation , especially when it comes to group play. we all had nights like especially if you do sex clubs and saunas it just comes with the game. Tops get picky when they see a lot of choice and guess what happens? They don't fuck anyone because they were too picky. Like others said it looks like it was an off night, or people came in groups ( which most guys won't venture too far from their pack) Keep your chin up if that is you in your pick you your looks are fine

From what I can see, you don't seem to be lacking "it".....likely just an off night.

not at all. I have always been super proud of it.it's a good way to show the guy what a slutty used cumdump I am.not only am I out taking loads indiscriminately, but I'm making no effort to conceal it.sometimetimes to the point where I literally have cum dripping from my well used pussy. when you're such a cumdump as I am guys don't ask IF I have a guys load in me when the stick their fingers in my hole, they ask HOW MANY guys loads I have in me or when the last guy blew his nuts in me.having a wet sloppy fuckhole is a great way to show guys what a dirty fucking whore I am

The smell, taste and sensation of a man pissing in my mouth is a huge turnon!

Part 5 Thanksgiving day finally arrived. I got up early to help out getting things ready to take to the hall. It was a busy morning and we had a lot to fix plus relatives would stop by at times to say hi and help out. By about 11 am we finally got everything done and loaded into the cars to head out. It was only a few blocks to the hall. We pulled into the parking lot and pulled as close to the side door as possible to make it easier to unload the food as the kitchen there was only a short distance inside that door. We packed it all into the kitchen and then headed out to make sure all the tables were set up and about 3 tables lined up to place the food on like a buffet line. We made sure people could line up and go down both sides of the table so it would take less time for everyone to get their food. We were the first ones there, but not by much, as everyone else seemed to get there very shortly after. We usually planned on eating about 1 pm. I was soon wandering around the hall greeting and talking to my relatives. Then I was hailed and turning saw my cousin coming towards me. He hadn't changed much since last time I saw him except to be, maybe, a little thinner with darker eyes now. He had another guy in tow as they approached. My cousin's name was Mike and he soon introduced his buddy, as his boyfriend and told me his name was Sam. My mouth dropped open as this revelation as I had no idea that Mike was gay at all, but now it clicked as to why he had become somewhat of an outcast with the family. We chatted and talked and basically had shut out everyone else. What a great meeting this was. Then, all at once, I became aware that someone else had come up behind me as Mike's and Sam's eyes both looked up and around me. I turned to find Frank standing behind me. My eyes got as big as saucers. Frank held out his hand and told me, well this is a surprise. It turns out that his business here was with my father's company and had accepted his invitation to come and join his family for this holiday. I almost could not form a coherent thought. I then introduced Frank to my cousin Mike and his partner Sam. I told them it was a surprise to see Frank here as we had come into town on the same bus. My father then walked up and was going to introduce Frank to us when I stopped him and told him I already had. Dad was somewhat surprised until I told him about the bus trip and that Frank and I had already met on it without knowing where each of us was going nor the connection. Dad laughed and said, "Well, hell. you just never know who knows who anymore or where they might meet. Frank is one of our best people and is here to share with the company his style of work which is really helping us grow. So glad you boys are getting along with him so well." With that, dad went off to talk to some more of his work buddies and our relatives. The four of us continued to talk about nothing really important. Mainly old times with my cousin. Frank was really interested in him and his partner it seemed also. We had a great time talking and then got around to talking about some of the other people there too. Mostly just some gossip about who was doing who and when. LOL. Seemed like every time I would look up, I would catch Frank giving me a wink or my cousin or his guy would pucker their lips like they were giving me a kiss. I couldn't help it as my own cock was hard as a rock from my imagination thinking about one or all of them. They were all very hot to me. It seemed like no time, hardly, when my mother started yelling, trying to get quiet and the announcing that it was time to eat. I glanced at the time and realized it was almost 1pm already, my the time had flown by. We all got up then and headed over to get our plates and start to chow down. There had to be something there to appeal to almost every taste there could be. What a feast, like usual. We got our plates and the 4 of us got a place to sit together, with Frank and I on one side of a table and Mike and Sam on the other. We continued to talk as we ate. The hall was kind of crowded so we were sitting rather close together. Frank had one knee against mine almost from the time we sat down and it was driving me crazy as I kept thinking about his marvelous cock and wanting to taste him again. I was hard all through the meal, which made it somewhat difficult when I went for seconds but I don't think anyone notice the bulge in my pants. My cock refused to go down the whole time we were eating. At one point, Frank had even let his arm closest to me drop below the table edge and he reached into my lap and squeezed my cock which almost made me choke on the bite I was just swallowing. Then to make matters worse, my cousin was across from me and I suddenly felt a foot rub up my leg. He had taken a shoe off and ran his foot up my leg and had scrunched down just a little which meant he could reach my crotch and I felt his toes rub my hardon. OMG, I was so hard I thought I would split my pants open. Sam seemed to know what was going on and was almost giggling about it, as I had to squirm a little at the fantastic feeling. I was afraid I was going to blow my load right there at the table.

It all started many years ago. I had a straight roomie who played soccer. Anyway one day we were giving each other a hard time. He was joking around and threw his jockstrap and it hit me in the face. And I noticed that it smelled sweaty and pissed. I guess some guys piss a little while running around the field. Anyway it turned me on that smell of dry piss. Then later on I got to see him change one day at the beach and he had this huge fat Colombian dick with a huge head. I start sniffing his jocks, underwear, and gear. ( when he was away) It turned me on and made me cum harder. We only lived together for one year. But to this day I love to have a pair of underwear or sweaty jock in my face. My favorite is a construction worker who I met at a taco stand in LA he put his sweaty white Calvins over my face with a hot piss stain in the crotch while he drank vodka and fucked me raw and deep. The smell of piss turns me on. Is this strange? For me it has to be the right amount and fragrant sweet and sexy. Also one time a leather daddy put my face in a urinal at a leather bar and plowed me while I sniffed the piss smells. [think before following links] https://assets.s3xstatic.com/bz/uploads/monthly_2019_11/E1A51CCF-83F2-482E-AFD6-15151008706F.jpeg.40d56f17bb0abe8555a33a9aaf6a34f2.jpeg https://assets.s3xstatic.com/bz/uploads/monthly_2019_11/E1A51CCF-83F2-482E-AFD6-15151008706F.jpeg.40d56f17bb0abe8555a33a9aaf6a34f2.jpeg

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Adam was considering what his hot soon-to-be lover was explaining, and found himself conflicted. "You see, the important thing is that you don't bleed when I fuck you," Joey explained. "So, I'll only put in the tip and then maybe another inch so that I don't draw blood. Then, I can fuck you raw, and you'll be fine." "I guess that's fine," Adam replied. Adam wanted Joey's cock. There really wasn't any denying it. But, Adam was terrified by the prospect of taking Joey's beautiful thick poz cock up his hole. Joey repositioned Adam so that he was stomach down; and then lubed his dick with the KY jelly he brought over. Joey applied some lube to Adam's hairless hole and massaged it in with one finger, and then two. "Here it comes," Joey declared, and then slowly forced in his thick mushroom tip into slim Joey's hole. "Oh shit!" Adam exclaimed, not expecting the pain to be as sharp. "Remember don't go deep," he urged. Joey smiled devilishly to himself and slowly, with determined pressure, slid the first four of his eight inches into Adam. "Ahhh!" Adam cried, "Just an inch okay?!?" Joey pretended to be compassionate "of course. I only have one inch inside you at the most. You must not have bottomed in a while. You're so tight." Adam's mind was racing and he thought to himself "Damn, I want him to fuck me, but i can't get pozzed" while his cock stiffened and he got used to the thick cock invading his hole. In just a few moments, Joey was building up his speed and shoving his first four inches in and out of Adam's hole. Adam soon forgot about the poz cock up his ass as waves of pleasure enveloped him, "Oh, damn, that feels good" Adam managed to say while gasping between breaths. "How about just one more inch?" Joey offered. Adam was overwhelmed by the intense sensations his burning hole was feeling and only was able to softly say "yeah, okay a little more." Joey took advantage of his lover in ecstasy and shoved the remaining four inches deep into Adam's hole and picked up his pace. Adam realized he was getting fucked hard and wondered how much of this thick poz cock was inside him, but he was too turned on to say a word. Joey knew he owned Adam now. He slam-fucked Adam with forceful jabs, taking his cock all the way out; and drilling it all the way back into Adam many times over. Joey tested Adam "You want more cock don't you?" Adam was out of control, "Fuck yeah! Give it to me! Pound me hard!" Joey obliged and aggressively drove his thick cock all the way in and out while Adam moaned and howled with each punishing thrust. Both of them were getting close to cumming when Joey announced "I'm going to cum in your ass. Get ready." Adam was too aroused and distracted by the pleasure and pain his ass was feeling to comprehend the enormity of what Joey was announcing. He surrendered himself to the whims of Joey. "Pozzing your ass NOW!!" Joey proclaimed while he unloaded a seven day load deep into Adam's wanting hole. Adam instantly came once he felt the jizz entering his hole. Too excited to pull away, he collapsed as he felt Joey's cock pulsating as it emptied inside his ass. Moments later, Adam came to his senses "Wait...I thought we said you weren't going to come in me." Joey quickly began to put on his clothing. "Oh, don't worry. I barely penetrated you. You'll be fine." Adam lay in bed confused, trying to make sense of what happened, while Joey quickly made his exit.

do you have a musty smelling cock, balls and ass?

i have sucked soooo many cocks in porntheatres.i have literally given thousands of blowjobs in porntheatres. I started going in high school and it wasn't long before I was going almost every day, stripping down totally naked and offering blowjobs to literally every single guy that came in.obviously some guys would end up fucking me but more than 3 quarters of the guys just wanted to stop by the porntheatre and get sucked off by some easy slutty faggot.since I was always willing to suck anyones cock guys knew as soon as they saw me there or saw me walk in t I would drink their load.plus I blow guys anywhere in the theatre.the private booths, the hallways, the restrooms or right out in the open in the theatre.sometimes I would be naked on my knees for hours sucking guys off.guys blowing their loads down my throat or all over my face. plus I like to leave cum on my face so guys know what a whore I am as soon as they see me.often I will sit in the seat right by the doors so as soon as guys walk in they can see me in the light naked and jerking off with cum all over my face.also love being on my hands n knees on the seats while guys fuck me up the ass and other guys use my mouth.even had a couple boyfriends take me to the porntheatre to watch me get used by men

As many of you know, I have been chasing for over three years, and have had 2 flakes that SAID they would gift me. I have found another gifter that will be traveling to Orlando, and Im confident that he WILL be the one to share his gift with me. Like the others, we have chatted online, but somehow he feels different than the other two flakes. Some of this, he already knows, and Ive encouraged him to read this without public comment here. He has indicated that he thinks its HOT that I write about the way that I want my pozzing to happen, and see what others have to say about it. Although this is in the fiction section, it is truly my desire and hope it becomes a reality. My potential gifter is actually my dream come true. My first two potential gifters were NOT my ideal type, but I just wanted someone to impregnate me with their toxic seed. The first led me on for well over a year. He was around my age, and sounded great. Our conversations were GREAT and always got me hard. From the stories of the college bois hes infected, to his two live in lovers, and the incest between him and several of his legal age sons. I guess I should have known that it was a bit much, He always hesitated to send me a picture of his cock, but when he did, it was comparable to mine, which is nothing to brag about The second was someone older than me. Id say hes an old school leather pig. I was confident that he would be the one to gift me while he was visiting Orlando, but then all of a sudden his travel plans "changed, or so he said. The ONE good thing about hook up aps is that you can tell when someone is close. Mine indicated he was, yet he said he was elsewhere. Enough about the past, let me talk about my third potential gifter. As they say, "The third time is a charm!" Like me, he was primarily a bottom, until he was gifted, and he decided to share the gift with others. Hes not opposed to living with someone that he gifts. Although I think this is a long shot, I would LOVE to have a relationship with my gifter. Someone who would be there with me to comfort me while going through the fuk flu stages, and still be there to pump his seed into me while doing so. Someone to encourage me to spread my seed once I converted, and be with me while each of us had sex with others. He has an AMAZING cock, something which the others really didn't have. So on to how I would like our gifting session would be. My potential gifter will be traveling to Orlando and staying in a motor home while here. He said he would be able to host, and encouraged a two day stay to help insure the meeting was a success. I do have a bf, but the sex isn't great, and although we are 'OPEN' I found out he has been fooling around behind my back. Anyhow, I see myself pulling up to my gifters motor home, knocking on the door, He tells me to come in, and when I do, he is sitting there in only his jock. His cock is already rock hard, and I can see signs of pre cum on his jock, and I immediately drop to my knees, and start to worship his cock. He doesn't let me work his cock for long, and tells me good things come to those who wait. He instructs me to strip down to my jock, and sit next to him. My cock doesn't always get rock hard, but it is now, straining against my jock. He cops a quick feel, but then he tells me he wants to talk about what is about to happen. As we talk, my cock starts straining inside my jock, and I start to precum. Its with GREAT relief that he says he wants to fully inspect me, and them make me a part of him. I stand up and he buries his face in my ass, eating my hungry hole. Its not long before he slips in one, two then three fingers, telling me how much his cock is going to love my tight hole. He turns me around, and sucks my cock, and I quickly blow my load down his throat, as he tells me that will be the last negative load I ever shoot. He deep kisses me, and shares some of my load with me, but saves some to lube my ass with. He leads me over to the bed, and instructs me to get on all fours to receive my gift. I do as instructed, and he begins to tease my hole by rubbing his cock on it, and although Im sure he knows that I want his gift, he continues to ask me if Im sure. When I least expect it, he drives his poz cock in me balls to the wall. He doesn't aggressively breed me though, just slow and passionate, with occasional hard thrusts. Through prior chats, he knows that I want to be on my back as he releases his gift inside me. After 10-15 minutes, he instructs me to get on my back. I know the time is coming soon. As I roll over, he first gives me the deepest and most passionate kiss Ive ever had. He starts to thrust much harder, but yet not overly aggressively. His rhythm picks up, and I know I am about to receive his gift. He begins to get very verbal, and before he deposits his first load, he once again asks if I want to be a part of the brotherhood. Not long after I said yes, he unloads deep in me. His cock pulses like no other I have ever felt. As he shoots he tells me that I am now his. After he shoots, he keeps his cock in me until it got soft and slipped out. He then rolled me over and inserted a large plug up my ass telling me his seed needs to seep in. He then suggests that we rest, as it will be a long night of breeding. He spoons up next to me, with his cock near my ass. It wasn't long before I felt his cock getting hard again, and he removed the plug for our second breeding. This time he is more verbal and aggressive with me, which I LOVED. He first worked his fingers in me, scratching the inside of my ass to make it more likely to absorb his toxic seed, He took his fingers out of my ass, and made me suck the blood from them. Shortly after he seeds me again. This continues through the night. After the second session, he takes a sharpie that I brought along and writes "Poz loads received" on my ass as I requested, By the next morning, we were at 4. It was a long but fun night, and he suggested we have some breakfast, as the day would be even longer. We went out for breakfast, and after I suggested that we go to a local bar and see if I could receive other loads, He LOVED the idea, and said my marked ass would be a GREAT advertisement. We had a great breakfast, and then headed to a bar with an outside play area. I only took two loads there, not sure if my ass marking helped or hurt. He also took several loads while there. We somewhat gave up, and headed back to his motor home where we once again began to breed. By dinner, my load count was up to 8. Surely I was gifted by now! He made a wonderful dinner for me, sitting naked at the table with only a plug up my ass. After dinner, he asked if I was ready for a creamy desert, KNOWING that I was. After breeding, he suggests that we take a power nap, as the night was young, but would be intense. That it was. By the morning, I had 12 hash marks on my ass. The next morning, I told him I had a surprise for him. I had lined up several poz tops, telling them that my gifter MAY want to whore me out to celebrate. He LOVED the idea, and told me that he also had plans for me. He told me that he knew about my plans for a group rape, and that one of the guys that I had chatted with about the possibility was in fact someone that he had gifted, He refused to tell me who it was though. Two of the four guys that I invited actually showed up. Before they arrived, I was tied spread eagle to the bed with my ass up. Once they arrived, my gifter said he would be both the first and the last to breed me. This time was different. He fucked me with more aggression than ever. Although he was verbal before, NOTHING like this time. To him I was just a piece of meet wanting to get knocked up. And I LOVED it. My gifter was indeed the first and the last to breed me. The other two were just as aggressive as him. Using me as a random cum dump. At this point I didn't really care. If I haven't already started conversion, it would be a miracle. By the end of the day, I had 18 hash marks on my ass. One of the "guest breeders' left after 2 loads in me, but the other stayed the night. Im not sure, but guessing the one that stayed had also been knocked up by my gifter. Once confirmed poz, I guess I will know by the strain. The three of us fucked again that next morning, bringing my final load count to 21. I was plugged, and sent on my way.

can happen ive been ass up on a fuck bench and sucked 4 cocks and similar to your experience there wasnt much sex in the whole sauna going on sometimes there are off days depends on the crowd thats in it always hit and miss

I think it's sort of a law of averages. Some nights are on, some are off. You take the good with the bad, if for no other reason, simply because there is no other choice, and trying to resist that will just depress you. I've had nights at cruise clubs and saunas that left me feeling really empty, both figuratively and literally, other times I've left venues totally satisfied, and usually with at least a few loads, or going home with someone to continue the fun....

Perfect, would love to flip fuck eachother

I never touch my cock when being fucked - it is not about my getting off it is about the top and my totally concentrating on what he wants and how to take him to the ultimate where he nuts in me. I very rarely cum or get hard and prefer jockstraps or being caged when being fucked.

My ex mostly caged me when we went to backrooms (we preferred them for primal uninhibited sex to bathhouses) and when not caged I almost always wear a jockstrap when getting fucked, at home, tea house, dark rooms etc. I often cage myself when I go to naked sex parties - takes all the confusion out of the equation - my arse is my sex organ and it is there to be used.

Honestly I'm tired of the tern BBC, but what's worse is how guys will hit up black men with no classes or etiquette and ask you if you hung and if your not they ghost you or feel sorry for you. Like and average endowed black man is a handicap or deformity. There is a lot of prejudice and segregation in the LGBTQX community. We aren't looking to be some object that is used for your fantasy or your need to conquer massive cocks. Just treat us like human beings. That goes for fem,asian,latino etc

I love the smell of piss and jockstraps, better turn on than Poppers. I like to take it straight from the Tap🐖🐖🐖

Was in London thur-sunday (nov 24), and hadnt cummed since Wednesday, even though I had gone to a sauna on Friday night (Slow night apparently, stayed til 3:30am , and only got a few BJ´s, and no ass! So Saturday , walking around shopping, get a msg about a cumdump whos currently taking loads and if I´m interested, which duh. He had like 5-6 loads in him by the time I get to his hotel room - he´s ass up, door is open. and I just slide in easily, fuck him hard for 5min and breed his ass deeply!

Wow. Just got a load that was totally unexpected. Got a message from a guy on Squirt saying he wanted to breed me. He lives in a town 100 miles away. I messaged back and said I rarely get to his town but I'm up for it. Went to lunch and afterwards I was sitting in my vehicle and thought I'd log into squirt mobile. He said he was coming thru town and had a huge load for me and would be here in 25 min. I scrambled back to my office and took my name off the door. (I prefer anon) Messaged him back and gave him directions. I closed the blinds, and turned down some lights and waited. He showed up. Locked the door and we both started taking clothes off. He said he had to be back on the road in 30 min. Once naked I sat him down and sucked him until he was hard, then traded places with me kneeling on the chair. Some spit on my hole and he was in. He wasn't big, when I was blowing him I could take him all in and he just reached my throat. He built up some speed and I told him to fill me with his load. A couple of curse words and grunts later he was done. He pulled out and I set him in the chair and sucked him to clean the cum still on his cock. Thankfully I clean out every morning before leaving for work! I didn't cum, but I was dripping precum. We dressed and out the door he went. Told him to contact me next time he cums through town.

My Graduation Gift Well the big day arrived. I was all set to graduate from college with a bright future and plenty of opportunity. Courtesy of good grades and a fairly impressive resume, I already had a nice job lined up in a big advertising firm in Atlanta—with the summer off to boot. But this weekend was all about me and what I had accomplished at the ripe old age of 23. My family was gathered around to shower me with praise and attention—and the requisite gifts to mark the occasion. A little background might be in order here for this to make sense. I am the oldest child and only son for my parents. Mom and dad were divorced when I was eight after my youngest sister was born (there is one middle child--a terror, I might add). After the split, there weren’t money issues, as both of my parents came from well-to-do backgrounds. I attended the right prep schools and went on to a small liberal arts college where I became a BMOC. I had the little BMW, the right clothes, the best fraternity. While not a Greek god, I am nice looking and naturally athletic. In short, I am the person most college kids either envy or hate, unless they have been dealt the same hand. I am also gay. Now Mom knew, and she and Charles- her current husband –are OK with it. They even turned a blind eye when I brought a boyfriend along on vacation. No questions, just the reassurance that they loved me no matter what---followed by a pregnant pause. Dad never mentioned anything about my personal life, perhaps because he was always on a layover between business trips. Also, he never had the same significant other for more than a few months. After lunch at the best restaurant in town, we returned to my soon-to-be Alma Mater for the ceremony. When it was over, Mom handed me a small gift and an envelope. The gift was an alligator belt with a monogrammed silver buckle and the envelope was a cashier’s check for $10,000 to “furnish your first real apartment”. Dad said he had a surprise, but he wanted to give it to me a little later. He hung around until everyone left, then said “Son, I’ve not spent a lot of time with you, but I’ve always tried to be there when it was important. I’ve kept up with everything you’ve done and I’m so proud of you. I think you know that. I have a special gift for you, one that you will remember forever. I think you will come to cherish it and it will become part of you as you become part of it. It’s at the beach condo—can you come down for a weekend soon?” I asked if we could get together in a couple of weeks as I had a quick trip planned with some fraternity brothers. He readily agreed to the first weekend in June, and said he would be waiting for me Friday afternoon. Beyond that, he would give no hints. I was really curious, but the answer was always the same—“you’re going to love it”. As he prepared to leave, he said one other thing which really got my attention “Don’t tell anyone, this is just for you and it’s very special. It’s something you need and will treasure for the rest of your life. But, it has to remain our secret!” We met two weeks later at the beach. The condo was, as always immaculate. I didn’t see any packages, or detect any difference, except that dad was more animated than when he gave me my BMW. He suggested we go out for a few drinks and something to eat. I agreed and we hit the locals’ hotspot for some beer and seafood. Strangely, it seemed he was checking out the waiter, but then again so was I. A little ass on the side was part of my weekend plan as well. We talked a bit about my upcoming move and job. Dad asked if I was seeing anyone special but didn’t probe. The only fuss came when I excused myself for a cigarette and he pointed out that grown men smoked cigars. He paid the check and announced that it was time to leave. When we got back to the condo, dad got us another beer and motioned for me to sit down. He looked right at me with piercing eyes and said “I know you’re gay—I’ve known it since you were about five. I’ve kept up with you and know that you have been involved with a few boys in college. It’s all good with me, I’ve had a few bromances myself over the years. The gift I have for you is to set you free—to let you have all the fun you want—to take away the things that are holding you back. That’s my gift to you!” As he said that, two men walked out of the bedroom area and sat next to me on the sofa. They were thin and sharp looking, with a few piercings and the odd tattoo peeking out from their shorts and shirts. “I’ve recruited these guys to help me, they are part of the gift.” My head was spinning—what was he saying, what did he mean? Without warning, they took me in their arms and began stroking me and pulling at my clothes. I opened my mouth to stop them, but before I could, the older man thrust his tongue in my mouth while the younger man said “remember, father knows best!” I heard dad say “if only my father could have done this for me!” Perhaps it was the beer, perhaps it was the knowledge that dad had always taken care of me, or perhaps it was that these two guys were just so fucking hot, but for whatever reason I just melted into their arms. My dick was leaking precum like a faucet as the stripped off my clothes and led me to the king size bed in dad’s room. We rolled around moaning and humping like animals. I couldn’t speak because there was a tongue or a dick in my mouth at all times. I was barely aware of dad climbing onto the edge of the bed and watching the scene unfold. After a bit, I felt the stubble of the younger man’s beard at my crack. He wasted no time getting to my pucker where he began to lick and nibble at my hole. He ate my ass like he was starved, pushing spit in with each tongue thrust. I was glad I had prepped this morning "Just in case.” After a thorough rimming, I felt the first finger, slick with the lube I had noticed on the bedside table. Two more followed as I squirmed, probing me and opening me for what was to come. I was so horned up by this point that the whole weirdness of the scene was lost on me—until dad, who was naked at this point and rock hard slid under me and caressed me and looked square into my eyes saying “and now it’s time for the gift to open you!” With that, the younger of the two started to slip his dick into me. “Shit—that’s a monster” I said. Dad looked at me and reminded me to relax and push out. The stranger’s head popped in and I felt his assault continue. I knew he was hung, but this was really a big cock. Dad said, as if reading my mind “eight and a half and thick too”. By this time, it was in to the hilt and the rhythm was beginning. Man he is a great top I thought as he varied the angle and the speed. The older guy jacked me, then jacked dad and me together as his buddy began to moan softly. Suddenly he started to slam me for all he was worth and yelled “take..your gift,,,here,,,come…my swimmers. I felt him cum explosively and realized he had just barebacked me—a first for me. As he pulled out, his friend mounted me, sliding in effortlessly on the baby batter which leaked from my hole. Dad gazed at me the entire time with a look of pride, approval and satisfaction. “I told you I wanted to give you your freedom—and now I have. By the time Rob is done, you will be a changed man. His viral load is over one million and he has seven conversions on record. He has never failed” As the words sank in, fear gripped my soul—this was the freedom dad was giving me—HIV. I struggled, but dad held me tight as Rob long-dicked my hole. Rob bellowed and whispered in my ear “you have a great dad—you don’t know how lucky you are—you ARE free now, free to embrace the cumslut that lives within you, free to spread the gift far and wide. You need to thank him.” I was so confused, angry yet turned on, violated yet strangely, yes surely liberated. Weakly, I looked at dad and said “thank you, I…love…you”. As the words fell out of my mouth, the younger man said :”My name is Woody---just thought I should introduce myself before I put the butt plug in!” Everyone, including me chuckled on that on. My ass was sore as I got up and reached for a cigarette. Dad stopped me, handed me a cigar he had clipped and passed me a lighter—you’re a man now. In the semi-darkness I saw both Woody and Rob sported biohazard tats on their chests—how had I missed that? We sat on the bed, four naked men, smoking cigars. Dad broke the silence. “I have always been her for you. I’ll be here in a few weeks when the flu hits, and after that forever. I wish my dad had done this for me so I didn’t have to live with the fear and loathing I have. Gentlemen, have fun this weekend, I going home. There is money in the nightstand for you all to enjoy yourselves for the weekend. Son, don’t worry about the condo—just lock up and leave before ten Monday—the service comes to clean at eleven. Call me when you get home so I’ll know you are safe and sound.” I protested, but he insisted on leaving. Damn, I have a great dad!”

Taking a wild stab in the dark, it strikes me that your power supply is wonky, the motherboard needs attention, or the thing is overheating. It certainly isn’t going to improve with time.

About 3 hours ago I ran out to meet a dude because I was so horny for cum. We had planned to meet late tonight but turned out we were both available then and we both could not hold out any longer. He said he had not cum in weeks which blows my mind because I have to jerk off at least once a day. He said he was a multicummer as well. I got there and sucked him hard for sometime and he wasted no time making me get on all fours. He fucked me 7 or 8 times dumping 6 loads in me. He was so quiet about it though and I had no idea half the time he was cumming while fucking me. He then sucked me off and I blasted a massive load down his throat. I sort of doubted he actually came much at all but about a half hour ago I released a massive load into the toilet. We still plan to meet late tonight, hope he just uses me over and over like before. I also plan to host in my garage very late tonight and tomorrow night. Wife is out of town and I am starving for loads in my ass until it is satisfied.

I went for my usual bb play at Steamworks Toronto yesterday. Here's a reader's digest version of it... After my complete douching at home, I got to Steamworks Toronto about 8:30 PM and paid for a room for 8 hrs. This room was a new one I hadn't been in before, one with a large post to the right of the bed as soon as you go in. If you weren't aware of it, you'd bump into it easily. Oh well, as long as it was close to the long narrow darkroom at the back of Steamworks Toronto, it was just fine for me. My little sex bag had my 2 buttplugs and choice of lube (unscented Vaseline and silicone lube) ready to be used. Got my clothes packed away and my red jock on and the small buttplug up my daddy ass, I was ready to see who was there. In the front slurp ramp-gloryhole-fuck bench large dark room, I was a beautiful bubble butt parked on a fuck bench. I bent down to give the guy a long rim job. His legs brought my arms in closer. I could hear him softly moaning and pushing back into my tongue, wanting more. I didn't detect any loads, but his hole tasted great. He got me hard and I entered him to fuck for a bit. Guys gathered around. Another sexpig gave me some facetime and played with my nipples. He took over fucking the same guy from me. Too bad I didn't see him again over the course of the time I was there. I think last night it was just better at times to stay in your room. Lots of guys. Not a lot ready to give you their cum. Before 9:30 PM, I had a young cub visit my room who noticed I had the biggest buttplug in my ass. He asked to come in. I invited him in; his cock was hard and peeking out of his towel. I took the buttplug out of my ass as it was starting to be painful. I sucked the young cub's cock to get it even harder. I took him I wanted him to fuck me and cum in me. I got on all fours to receive his thick long cock in me. No condom, too. He speed up and slowed down his pumping of my ass; he didn't last long. I felt him erupting in me in less than 5 mins. I turned around to clean off his cock. He said, "Thanks, it was a lot of fun!" I thought so as well. A younger Latino guy came to my room. He plopped down beside me and asked for me to suck on his cock. His cock was tiny and not responding at all to my sucking. He asked whether I had any parTy drugs. I told him no. There was just no way he'd be getting hard. I thought perhaps he'd taken something beforehand. Oh well, guys like him we do meet. I told him to come back later. He never did come back. On to the next guy(s)... In the back narrow darkroom I wanted my cum in someone (and not to be wasted). I couldn't see well in there as it was pitch black. I felt a slim guy start to kiss me and play with my nipples. You, sexpigs, know that my nipples are attached to my cock. As he was kissing me and playing with my nipples I began to jerk my cock. I told him to expect my load. I thought I'd cum on him. But he knelt down to swallow my saved load in his mouth. He then cleaned off my cock and said thank-you. It was amazing!! I got to suck some more cocks. No one was really wanting to cum. But, i was really happy to receive one load anally and to give my load orally. My bar is quite low but realistic! Always hopeful for more. It was still an exciting and thrilling time for me!

Part 55 I stood there in the doorway watching what was going on to my friend. My 'used to be' straight married friend, being fucked hard now by guys I knew were poz and unmedicated. He already had Randy and Hank's loads in him and now was about to receive at least 4 more. Should I try to stop them or let it go. My own conflicts about it were now doubled by this. Then Hank came over to me and put his arm around me and pulled me in to a hot kiss. The kiss was searing almost and as he pulled back finally he was whispering to me about how he had missed me this past week. He went on telling me how, for the first time in his life, he had surprising feelings the likes of which he had never had before about another guy. He had really hoped that I had completely changed and come over to being gay only and wanted me in a way he really had no way to express. He wanted to be with me always, he wanted to still continue to pass on his poz cum, but wanted to share his life with me the rest of the time. I stood there in complete shock at this revelation. I had been completely straight until falling under Hank's spell and letting him have gay sex with me, gay hot HIV poz sex with me. I was still in a huge amount of conflict about this and now Hank was telling me how much his feelings were for me. I stared deeply into his eyes, trying to figure this out. My emotions were totally out of control and I had no idea what to say or what to do. This was way beyond anything I had any experience with. What the hell should I do or say? I was in complete shock at the moment and was also aware of the moans of passion coming from across the room from my friend being fucked hard and the whole scene was almost unreal. What was I to do? Hank whispered that he knew I was conflicted and to take my time to think about it, but he was very sincere in wanting me forever. Did I want this? What exactly were my feelings? I still had no idea and I was really lost. We turned towards my friend being fucked and stood there with Hank's arm around me watching my friend take load after load of poz cum. I was wondering what he would do about his wife? I had no doubt about the fact he had no real clue as to what he was doing and was only lost in the lust he was enjoying at the moment. We stood and watched until the last of those four loads were planted deep inside of him. All I could think of was that I knew how good it felt to be impaled by several cocks, one after another and filled full of cum, hot toxic POZ cum. My own cock was definitely standing straight and hard. I knew that soon I would have to have one hell of a talk with my friend. Just as the last of the men was finishing up, I became aware of another presence behind me and could feel a hard cock against the crack of my ass. From the size of it I had no doubt it was Randy. His cock was throbbing and damp and I knew he must have precum dripping down it onto my ass. It was hard to think or even concentrate as he was rubbing it up and down my crack driving me almost crazy with lust. My few coherent thoughts were only about what the hell had I become anyway? I still thought about pussy but only vaguely now as something that was nice but this hunger I now had for cock was way beyond that. My friend was still laying on the couch with his legs spread wide, one on the floor and the other on the back of the couch. I could see a huge amount of cum in his, at the moment still gaping, hole with a lot dribbling out and running down the crack of his ass. What sight to see and I was loving the vision, but was worried how my buddy would react once the euphoria of the sex finally stopped. I knew that for me it was never enough, but he was married and I could only hope he did not freak out too much. I needed to get him and myself out of there to my place before he came around to what he had done. I was sure I could talk to him better away from here a little more calmly. I knew only too well what being here could do to a mind. My damn ass was twitching and tingling now from Randy still rubbing his gigantic cock against me and Hank's arm still around me as we all stared at the pulsing cum filled hole in front of us. I broke the contact with Randy and Hank and walked over to the couch to get my friend up and around and over to my place to talk.

3. Sleeping plugged it turns out is pretty difficult. My cock seemed to leak all night and every way I turned the plug pressed into me in a new and exciting way. Occasionally when I couldn’t take it any more I would pull the plug out and fuck myself with it for a few minutes before stuffing it back in my hole. By morning I was stuck between horny and tired, but horny kept winning. At around 8am my phone buzzed. If you’ve made it through the night boy and still want to continue send me a video of you pulling that plug out of your cunt. I lay flat on my back on my bed immediately and holding my phone down past my ass pulled the plug from my hole, showed my gaping cunt and then stuffed the plug back in. The reply to my video was almost immediate. Good boy. Have you cleared your schedule? I have, I did I last night. Well done. Over the course of the day you will be given tasks that are meant to test how well you follow instructions. The second function of these tasks will be to test the limits you’re willing to go to. Yes Sir! Your first task is to fill a glass with your piss and drink it. You will film the whole thing and send it to me. It will be one continuous video, and you will show your full face. You have one hour to complete this task. I jumped up, the plug shifting in my hole, and ran to the kitchen. I grabbed a glass, filled it with water, and chugged. Then another glass and another. I had never done anything with piss before but I was turned on. It felt degrading in a way I had never considered hot before. I had started to guess the night before, but now, chugging my fourth glass of water I was fairly certain I knew where bottoms fell in the hierarchy of the club. Bottoms were whores in the club. Slutty pigs who would do anything for cock, and they were testing me to see if I was enough of a pig. Or maybe not testing as much as training. I was being pushed to do more and more slutty things, but each one felt like a small step. I wasn’t allowed to cum so I would stay horny and be more willing to try thing. Even with this revelation that I was being manipulated I didn’t care. I was loving this feeling of giving up control, I loved feeling so sexy and horny all the time. I sipped another glass of water waiting for it to work through my system. It didn’t take long before I felt my bladder fill up. Slightly nervous I made my way to the bathroom. I had no idea what piss would taste like but I was excited to find out. I got out my camera, stood over the toilet, aimed my dick at the glass and started recording. It took me a minute to get started but then a river of piss filled the glass in no time. I had a hard time stopping before I over flowed it. Switching the camera to front facing I raised the glass to my lips and swallowed. It was hot, and bitter, and a little salty but I liked it. I was almost surprised by myself. I really liked it and I gulped it down quick as I could. When the glass was empty I ended the recording and sent it off. The response came quickly Looks like you enjoyed that boy. I did! Good. Have you ever tried piss before? No, I was really nervous but I actually liked it. For the rest of the day that’s how you’re going to piss. You will recycle every piss load you have. Understood? YES! I was genuinely excited. I felt this rush from breaking a taboo. I couldn’t wait to feel that again. Now, you said yesterday that the most loads you’d taken in a day was 4. Is that correct? Yes. Today, along with your tasks you will be breaking that record. Your first top is on his way. Like last night you will buzz him in, and do want he wants when he gets there. Understood? YES!

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He coulda really been a total bottom. I rarely got hard when fucking at 22.

Pozzed by the Boyfriend- Chapter 2 Here's the second chapter, hope you all enjoy and bust a good nut to it! Tell me what you think about it, and sorry for leaving you all on a cliffhanger! ____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ I quickly shut Raven up by kissing him passionately, which soon evolved into a make-out session. I had been planning this ever since the day Raven had told me he had to go off his meds to switch (per his doctors orders), immediately after hearing the news I stopped taking Prep - this was my chance to remove any barrier between me and Raven, to remove any guilt he might have over fucking me raw, i'd be damned if I was going to let this opportunity pass me by! I'd been a devious tease for the past three weeks, Raven had legendary patience, restraint, and willpower, but even so I always had the upper hand. I know exactly what buttons of his to push to make him ragingly horny, and even his stubbornness would eventually crack to my persistence. I did everything I could to turn him on and get him ragingly hard, from being as nude as possible whenever around him (and always when alone), being unusually clumsy with held objects (and subsequently always bending over and presenting my plump bubble-butt to him), eating a whole bunch of popsicle's and bananas, brushing up on my French and Spanish (particularly sexual phrases), making endless innuendos, and playing with myself with dildo's and other toys in his presence, etc... I'm quite surprised he lasted as long as he did, and I'm almost certain that if i'd kept it up any longer I would have found myself pinned to a wall with my pants ripped off and Rai's cock shoved up my ass in one go (a not all-together unpleasant fate). Moving swiftly, I quickly straddled Raven on his seat in the car and deepend the kiss, our tongues now battled for dominance with each other - a fight I was all too happy to loose. I could feel his hands move down my lithe body and finally reach my ass, which he immediately started groping and squeezing through the thin fabric of my shorts. I started grinding our crotches together and could feel my mate's cock straining in his jock-strap through his sweats, I smirked into our continuing kiss, fully knowing this would be the 5th of his jockstraps i'd have ruined in the past three weeks. I let my arms travel from where they were wrapped around his neck to the him of his shirt, I let my hands find their way under his skin-tight t-shirt and let my finger run over his rock hard abs, before traveling up to play with his hard, pierced nipples. As soon as I touched his sensitive nipples I felt him buck up and grind his clothed & restrained erection against my soft ass, while gripping my ass hard enough to bruise, at the same time I heard the satisfying snap of the over-stretched elastic of his jockstrap as it finally gave way under the stress, and finally felt is manhood spring free in his grey sweatpants. We soon broke our passionate lip-lock and pulled our flushed faces away from each other, leaving only a thin line of saliva connecting our two tongues, panting for oxygen. After catching our breath, I saw him give me a sharp look, "You little shit, that's the 5th jockstrap you've broken this month!, your buying me a whole new set." he said sternly, adding a rather stinging swat to my clothed ass. I gave him a cheeky smirk and a playful glance before saying "It was in my way, you know I don't like anything between us when it's playtime." as I slowly lifted his tight shirt up. He replied only with an unsatisfied grunt and another swat to my ass cheek, before he reluctantly let go of my ass and lifted his arms up obligingly. As soon as I had pulled the offending garment off, he reclined the seat back all the way to a flat laying position and moved it all the way forward, forming an almost uninterrupted flat bed between the front and back seats of the car, before scooting back and laying his head on the back seat. We were now in a position with me straddling his hips while he was laying down. It was clear that he was allowing me to take the lead in our fun... for now. So I slowly ground my hips on his hard cock before laying down on top of him, my legs to either side of him with my ass in the air. His hands returned to groping my ass as I let my mouth trail kisses and light bites across his jaw line and eventually down his neck. After nipping and kissing his neck lightly for a little while I bit down softly and started leaving harder and deeper bite marks, before finely biting down and forming a large hickey at the base of his collar. His response was only a muffled groan and another swat to my ass. After finishing up my mark, I went down farther, over his slightly hairy, toned chest till my mouth was over his sensitive nipples, he felt my hot breath on them and let out another groan. I struck fast, quickly enveloping his left nipple in my mouth, while my right hand went to play with his other nipple, I barely had time to swirl my tongue around the hardened nub and it's metal bar piercing before I heard him let out a load moan, buck his hips upwards, and felt his hands roughly grab the material of my shorts and boxers. In a split second the fabric ripped in two right down the middle. I felt the skin of my ass bare to the cool air as my shorts and boxers were torn apart. "You asshole!, now how am I supposed to get to my sisters apartment on the 4th floor!" I chastised as I lifted off his nipple and sent him a glare. He responded with a smirk and a deep chuckle before saying "Payback's a bitch isn't it?, besides I don't plan on taking you back tonight, my parents are away for the next few days - and I fully plan to fuck you into my mattress all night long when we finish up here.". I pouted back at him as I felt his hands finish ripping my bottom clothing off of me and tossing it away. He then lifted his arms up and began pulling my shirt up, I begrudgingly lifted my arms up, knowing that if I didn't he'd simply rip that off too. I kicked my shoes off just to complete my nudity. I felt his eyes roam over my body, knowing he was drinking in the sight of me nude (not like he dosn't see it on an almost daily basis). I soon sat up and rubbed my now-nude ass over his still clothed dick. Sometime during our play his now-broken jockstrap had fallen away and left only his sweatpants to contain him. He had thoroughly soaked a large wet spot into them from the copious amount of precum he produced. An idea quickly formed in my mind, one that I just had to execute. I gingerly lifted myself off Raven's hips and unstraddled him, turning around and re-straddling him in reverse now. "Now now, we can't have you in these filthy pants now can we?" I said mischievously as I crawled towards the straining tent in his pants, while pushing my ass back towards his face. Catching on, I felt him grab my waist and pull my ass back towards him even more, until it was resting right in front of his face. I meanwhile had reached the massive tent in his pants, giving the wet spot with his head under it a chaste kiss before hooking my fingers under the rim of his sweats and pushing them down to his knees. Raven's massive trapped cock sprung forth like a cobra and bounced up, slapping me across the cheek, smearing my mates musky precum across my face. I love the smell and taste of both my mate's cum, and his musk, I can never get enough of it. I quickly cupped one hand on his massive, swollen, golf-ball sized cum-filled balls in one hand, gently massaging the swollen balls. I tried to wrap my other hand around the beer-can thick shaft of his cock, noting that my hand still couldn't wrap fully around it. I slowly pulled back his uncut foreskin to reveal his large head, leaking precum like a faucet. I couldn't hold myself back any longer, I immediately wrapped my lips around his thick cock head, and allowed my tongue to lick up all of his spilling precum, before finally begining to swirl my tongue around his head and licking the slit to lap up all of the oncoming precum. Raven's reaction was immediate, after weeks without sex he was horribly pent up, and feeling my hot lips around him was pure torture. He let out a very loud, and long groan, before I felt him start bucking his hips in an attempt to sink farther into my mouth. I only just managed to keep myself attached to his head without having him slide in any deeper, at least before I felt his hand bury itself in my curly brown locks and tightly grip them. I knew what was coming, and I only had seconds to prepare my throat for it - i'm only lucky that after almost 6 years sucking him off he's completely destroyed any gag reflex I ever had, and practically trained my throat to accommodate his large cock. In only three seconds Raven had shoved his entire foot long cock all the way down my throat. I quickly had to unhinge my jaw to accommodate the sudden increase in girth as my Jaw became sore, and felt his cock expand my throat all the way past my adam's apple. I had to force myself not to choke on the massive intruder, as I felt his engorged balls slap me in the face. Lucky for me after furiously pounding on his leg Raven managed to regain control of himself enough to pull my head off his cock so I could breath and let go of my hair. After sputtering and gasping for about a minute, I manged to regain my breath and stop myself from asphyxiating as I rehinged my jaw. "YOU FUCKING ASSHAT!, YOU COULD HAVE KILLED ME!" I shouted at him still sputtering. "I'm so sorry babe, I didn't mean too, your mouth just felt soooo good, and I couldn't stop myself from bucking." he said apologetically. I knew I couldn't really blame him, after so long deprived of sex, it was pure instinct to thrust into some place tight, wet, and warm. I quickly wiped the tears from my eyes, "I'm willing to let you face-fuck me Rai, but we're going to have to go slow. Alright?", "Alright" he said looking slightly ashamed of himself. Almost as an apology, I felt his stubble brush across my crack as he pulled my ass cheeks apart, to reveal my slightly loosed and well lubed pink hole (I had deep cleaned, lubed, and stretched myself vigorously in prep for tonight). I felt his tongue flick over my hole, before circling around it slowly, and then suddenly having my hole spread apart by Rai's long tongue as it dove in. I started moaning loudly and profusely at the rimjob and tongue fucking, I couldn't help myself, my hole and my neck are the two most sensitive and arousing spots on my body. In order to shut myself up before someone found us, I firmly wrapped my lips around my mate's cock and began sucking him, noting that he managed to keep his bucking to a minimum, and had his hands firmly spreading my cheeks apart to access my hole. To be continued...

Chapter Two The ref slide out under the the bottom rope as the Executioner stood up. The twink was motionless in the mat. “Breed his hole” the crowd started the chant The Executioner grabbed the twin’s posing trunks off him with one yank. The material shredded and hung between the thick fingers of his hand. He brought the fabric to his nose and sniffed deep, then launched it in the air towards the crowd, as the chant got louder and louder. I looked over at Dan who was huffing the brown bottle. I slowly moved my gaze down his side. His ass was pushed out further as the man behind him slid his cock deep in him then back out. Both of them were watching the ring as if their fucking was automatic. “Your friend has giving in. Why don’t you” the man behind me said. I watched the ring frozen in my spot. The Executioner pulled the waist band of his jock and ripped it off himself. His massive cock jumped out and was growing. It was huge. I watched it grow to at least ten inches and as thick as fuck. His balls were just as huge, hanging low as the swung freely. A massive thud echoed in the room, louder than the chant as the Executioner dropped to his knees. Grabbing the twink’s ankles he spread the legs wide. His hand went high and slapped the white ass check of the twink, making him cry out. “Want you awake for this” growler the Executioner as he slapped the twink’s ass over and over. Fuck they had mic over the ring and it was broadcasting everything to the crowd of men. The Executioner’s hand rubbed the ass, slipping his finger tips into his ass. I watched his hand ride and flip the bird to the crown then the middle finger was rammed into the hole of the twink. A mixture of a scream and moan of pleasure escaped from the twink’s mouth as a huge drop of pre-cum dripped out of the massive cock between the Executioner’s legs. I could feel a cock head slowly moving up and down my crack as I focused on what was happening in the ring. I reached over to Dan’s hand for the brown bottle. Dan pulled me over so our heads were almost touching, then whispered in my ear: “Give in” I inhaled twice in both nostrils and held it in until I felt my lungs burning, and then slowly released. A felt a wet finger push against my hole. “That’s it buddy, open up and let me change your whole world” the man said from behind me. The Executioner had the base of his cock in his hand, squeezing it causing the head to go purple. The cock behind me was now against my hole, holding there. In the ring the Executioner lined up his cock with the twink’s hole. At the same time, the Executioner and the man behind me slammed their cocks into each of the holes. The crowd of men went wild as the Executioner started pumping his massive cock in and out of the moaning twink. His moans echoed the room as well as the smacking of flesh. My hole relaxed, allowing the unknown man to drive deep into me. My eyes were glued on the ring as I bit my lower lip. The Executioner pulled the twink up and hooked his arms under his ass and stood straight up, impaling the twink. He circled the ring as the twink bounced like a rag doll up and down on his cock. Drool was running down his chin mixing with the blood form his nose, running down onto his chest. As he turned, I could see how stretched his hole was around the massive cock. I reached down and freed my cock and balls from my jock’s pouch. The twink was being bounced up and down the length of the cock up his ass, as the Executioner’s balls bounced. “What do you want” growled the Executioner “I want your death” the twink moaned “As if you have a choice” The Executioner moved towards a corner and pinned the twink there. Grabbing his hips as his thrusts became harder and faster. The man behind me grabbed my hips and did the same. I could see the Executioner’s balls swinging as he thrusted his cock in and out of the twink’s hole. The twink’s eyes were rolled up back into his head from the pleasure of the massive cock deep in his hole. The crowd was going wild and started to chant “Breed him” over and over” With the mixture of blood, sweat, drool and some tears, he struggled to hold himself up as the Executioner moved his hands to his own nipples, pinching them and pulling them away from his body. The twink tried to use one hand to hold on and one to play with is small cock, that was bouncing with each thrust. The Executioner slap the twink’s ass and growl: “You are nothing but a loser hole and losers don’t get to play with their cocks” I felt the cock in my own hole thicken and get very hard as it thrusted in and out of my hole. He was pulling his cock out until the head was just inside my hole, then rammed it back in, causing my cock to bounce up against my abs. “Going to coat your insides with my toxic sludge” I kept my eyes on the Executioner as both he and the man tucking me quickened their thrusts. A deep growl could be heard coming from the ring. “He’s gonna infect him soon” Dan said to me “Just like I am going to infect you” the man said from behind me. Dan smiler evilly! The growl got louder and deeper as the Executioner rammed balled deep and then howled lifting his face up to the sky. The twink managed to smile showing his blood covered teeth as he was bred deep by the massive man behind him. Grabbing my hair the man behind me rammed in deep, as his cock jumped inside as his piss slit opened and emptied his balls. The Executioner picked the twink up, still impaled on his cock and carried him out of the ring and out of the room. The man behind me slowly pulled his cock out of my hole as I squeezed tightly around it. As soon as he was out he disappeared in to the crowd. “Welcome to the New World” Dan said I smiled “The deed is done, feel your body absorb the virus”

So my potential gifter and I have been chatting quite a bit. Hes HOPING to bring a young stud with him when we meet. From what I gather, its someone he has pozzed. Would be so fucking hot to be tag teamed by a poz father son team! He said his sons cock isn't as big as his, so Id let the son breed me first to open me up some. Would LOVE to give his son the credit for gifting me. Would NEVER know for sure as the DNA would be the same.

Wow! Turn to be a whore this year. Seen part of his sex life and Yes, it's unbelievable someone lke him ( propper look, used to modeling, muscle body...) is a total public bareback slut. He let absolutely anyone making him pregnant, no ego! Surprising. The contrast of his "taking care of him" and his unprotected bottom life make all his videos very hot, reward all his actions. No idea if he goes to bathroom too, no idea of the state of his internal skin. May be so confused with all that unselected genetics he absorbed

I would let you fuck me bareback

Finally...the saga continues... _________________________ Chapter 25) “That was great,” Mike said enthusiastically at the conclusion of the video of my debut with the Southwest Pennsylvania Philharmonic that he had persuaded me to watch with him. We were lying together on the chaise longue with Maxi, who was seemingly out for the count. “Really?” I said uncertainly. Seeing the video of my younger self perform Mozart’s Concerto #9 in E flat Major (Jenamy) was weird. I felt as if I had no idea who that child on the screen was and I cringed at what I now recognized as the blatant imitation of my favorite recording of the piece. But the crowd had given me a standing ovation as I bowed, shook the conductor’s hand, and then shook each of the principal string player’s hands before taking another bow and walking offstage with the conductor following as the video faded out. “What do you mean, of course it was! You kept smiling up at the conductor and you’re so into the music” Mike said, stroking my arm, “plus you looked adorable in that pint-sized tuxedo. And how many guys have a video of the moment they first met?” “It’s not exactly the moment we met…” I countered. “Did they post your encore?” Mike interrupted. “Maybe…” I said as I scrolled through the videos the Orchestra had on their YouTube channel. Sure enough, there it was. With my finger poised to start it, I said to Mike “Are you sure you want to hear me play modern trash?” Mike rolled his eyes. “I’ll be fine.” I started the video, but I’d forgotten that before I played I’d made a speech thanking the audience, my piano teacher, the audition committee, Maestro Zimmer, the conductor, and the orchestra, of course my family, then said a few words about the piece. Yikes, even as a kid I sounded SO gay. Then I launched into Bartok’s Allegro Barbaro, one of my favorites, my hands flashing rapidly over the keyboard as I dug into the clangorous showpiece that lasted all of three minutes. It won me another ovation, and I heard shouts of “bravo” and a loud whistle. “You hear that whistling?” Mike asked. “Yeah?” “That was me.” “You can’t be sure of that.” “Yes I can. That’s when I got the lecture about modern trash.” “Why? The audience loved it,” I exclaimed. “It bothers you that my parents didn’t like it? That was what – seven years ago?” “Philistines!” “No argument from me, honey,” he said. Then he pulled me still closer. “But that means I’m in the video, too, and...” “Okay, okay,” I capitulated, raising my hand to indicate surrender. “It’s the first moment we met, fine. And it’s nice to know I have loyal fans.” Mike nuzzled my ear. “I’m your biggest fan,” he murmured. “In more ways than one,” I teased. “Pervert,” Mike said. “Just a simple observation, I didn’t specify.” “Uh-huh,” Mike said back, tracing my cheekbone with his forefinger. “You’re the one with a dirty mind,” I said primly. “You can’t even imagine, honey,” Mike said, pulling me back against him – we were spooned together – so I could feel his erection. Maxi, who was sleeping curled up next to me stirred drowsily, then settled himself again and went back under. “Shh,” I whispered to Mike. “We’re going to wake up Maxi, he needs his rest.” “Did he do anything other than sleep, eat, beg for handouts and go outside to pee before dashing back in for a treat from the doorman?” Mike asked. “Hey, it’s a tough job but somebody’s gotta do it.” “I’m not going to be able to hold out much longer,” Mike said, pushing against me harder. “Maybe we should just go to bed…” “Mozart turns you on?” I teased. “Interesting kink. Some psychologist should do a study…” I jumped and was cut off by my gasp when he kissed my neck. This time Maxi definitely woke up, stood, then shook himself before jumping down to the floor. He looked up at me imploringly, whining. “Uh-oh, I think he needs to go out for a walk,” I said. “You’re kidding me,” Mike said. “He takes his job very seriously,” I answered. “All right,” Mike sighed, and we slipped our shoes back on and went to the front hall with Maxi following us closely. We put on our coats and when I took out the leash and dog coat Maxi did his happy dance in front of the door. “You don’t have to come with me,” I said as I put the coat, harness and leash on the wriggling dog, grabbing a plastic bag for safety’s sake in case I had to clean up a doggie mess. “It’s after 9:00 and I’m supposed to be your bodyguard. I shouldn’t have let you go out alone this morning.” I rolled my eyes, and gave up. Even though it was still chilly out, Maxi seemed to need to stretch his legs a little. I guess the coat kept him more comfortable in the cold. “So what were your plans?” Mike asked as Maxi closely inspected the sidewalk and the black wrought-iron fencing in front of the building. “My plans for what? Maxi’s walk?” “I mean what did you want to do with your music?” Mike said with a chuckle. I smiled up at him. “Are you asking me what I want to be when I grow up?” Mike sighed. “You must have had some idea.” “Sure,” I said as we followed Maxi. “I planned to be recognized as one of the great pianists and musicians of my generation. Not too much to ask, right?” I said sardonically. “You’re ambitious,” Mike said. “You should be, you’re so talented.” “But it’s not very practical,” I said, feeling a little depressed. I’d never really gotten over the rejection from Yale even though Em was right, it wasn’t really my first choice. I just knew that if I got accepted there it would go down better than a conservatory with my parents, who worried ceaselessly about how I’d earn a living, and why did I have to choose something so competitive, blah, blah, blah…like they hadn’t chosen difficult fields and been successful. My mom was a writer, for fuck’s sake, but she took pains to point out she dropped the idea of authoring the “great American novel” to be a journalist. And Dad had worked to establish himself as a top litigator in an already crowded field and made it. They didn’t seem to be able to transfer any of that experience when thinking about me. And when I wasn’t accepted by the Yale Music Department that had only fueled their worries. “What do you mean?” I sighed deeply and we walked a few more steps as Maxi continued to sniff every nano-meter of sidewalk. “For one thing, the arguments I had with my father were pretty…rough. I said a lot of nasty things about the University and I think I hurt him. It’s going to be hard to suddenly say I want to study music again.” “You’re not going to tell me he feels the same after all the shit you’ve been through there.” “Well…no…he’s pretty pissed off about the whole thing,” I conceded, remembering Dad’s confession of guilt when I visited for Thanksgiving. “It’s not only that. I’ve lost so much time and momentum.” Mike looked mystified. “You’ve only lost what, four months?” “You have to understand,” I said, “it’s like being…an Olympic athlete, you’re always in training. I can still play, sort of, but my hands feel like mashed potatoes with stainless steel cores. My best bet would be to win a big competition before the clock runs out when I turn 32, even though that’s not the sure thing it used to be. Whatever, I should have spent the last four months studying music, getting more repertoire under my fingers, preparing for smaller competitions and playing concerts. And I need to make connections, to build a network. If nothing else, any major competition requires letters of recommendation.” “I’m pretty sure you can manage to catch up before 14 years have passed,” Mike teased. “C’mon Darr. You’re ahead of the game…” “No, I’m not!” I snapped as I turned away to check on the dog. “That’s why I hate being called a prodigy. I’m a late bloomer by prodigy standards.” Mike grabbed my shoulder and turned me to look at him. “You played an entire concerto when you were 11 with a professional orchestra and they hired you when you were 16…” Mike argued back. “That’s a late bloomer,” I interrupted. “On YouTube, there’s a video of a nine-year old playing a Mozart concerto that’s as hard or harder than the one I did. And her encore was a Chopin etude that makes my Bartok look like Mary had a Little Lamb. To get anywhere you practically have to have a career, no one really comes out of nowhere to win a top prize. For the Van Cliburn, the holy grail of piano competitions, you need two-and-a-half hours of challenging solo piano music ready to spread over three recitals, learn whatever piece they commission, perform one of whatever major pieces of chamber music they decide on with whatever personnel they pick, and play two different concertos with orchestra. All of that within the space of about two weeks with limited rehearsal — from memory. I’d only ‘get’ to do that if I made it past a video audition and a preliminary audition here in New York. To have even a chance of success means learning the repertoire so well that playing the hardest pieces is like breathing.” “That’s crazy, it sounds like a marathon,” Mike exclaimed. “It’s more like figure skating,” I groused. “It takes strength and endurance, but about 99.9% of what determines who wins is the subjective whims of a bunch of musicians, not a stopwatch. And winning or losing can make or break a career.” Mike was quiet for a minute, digesting what I’d said. “Then you don’t have any more time to waste. And give me the plastic bag.” “Why?” I said confused. “What does the plastic bag have to do with anything?” “Because Maxi just...” “Ugh. I’ll take care of it,” I said, moving to clean up the little pile. “I’m a farm boy, remember?” he said with a grin as he grabbed my wrist. “If there’s one thing I know it’s how to scoop up animal poop.” I gave up and let him take the plastic bag while heaving a deep, exasperated sigh. “One more thing,” Mike said as he efficiently cleaned up after Maxi. “Do you really want to be a pianist?” “Yeah,” I answered, feeling as if I were confessing to an addiction. “It’s like a sickness,” I added. “Just checking. You don’t make it sound like much fun,” Mike said as he tied the plastic bag shut. “I love the piano and the music. It’s the stuff you have to do to get a career going that’s a pain in the ass,” I said, heading for the corner of Central Park West where there was a handy trash can to dispose of the dog’s leavings. Maxi balked, now ready to go home. For a little dog, he was unbelievably strong. I surrendered to the inevitable and picked him up. “You’re going to spoil that dog,” Mike remarked. “‘Going to’? That ship sailed years ago,” I parried. Maxi licked my cheek, ecstatically happy at not having to walk. I paused for a moment, trying to think of a tactful way to phrase what I was going to say, then gave up. “Why is the whole…piano thing so important to you?” Mike look surprised. “I want you to be happy, Darr.” He tossed the bag and its noisome contents into the trash, and we turned around to go back home. I nuzzled Maxi’s head and said, “I’m happy.” That didn’t sound convincing even to me. “Uh-huh,” Mike said. “So when you sit in the window seat and stare at nothing, you’re full of joy?” I didn’t have an answer ready. “Besides sweetheart, you gave up so much when your parents sent you to the University, just when you should have been starting out at Juilliard. You could have left…” “No,” I said firmly, interrupting. “I couldn’t.” “Yes. You. Could. Have,” Mike said emphatically, grasping my arm and halting me in mid-stride. “You didn’t, and, yeah, I’m happy you stayed.” After a pause he admitted, “I wanted you to stay. But that feels kind of selfish, especially when you were so brave going back at that asshole Zercher like you did. And you still wanted me after everything.” “None of it is your fault, don’t you dare say that. Don’t even think it.” Maxi squirmed in my arms, and I realized I was squeezing him too hard, so I put him down. “Fine,” he conceded. “Is it okay I feel lucky and that I’m proud of you?” I stared at him, speechless. Mike grinned broadly. “Wow, two for two.” “What?” “That’s the second time in the past five minutes that you haven’t had a comeback.” I was unable to keep from laughing, and Mike put his arm around my shoulders. “You must be tired, we’d better get to bed immediately,” he murmured into my ear, somehow managing to make that innocent sentence sound like an indecent proposal. ————————— When we got home, the apartment was dark and quiet; my parents obviously hadn’t gotten back. Maxi had wolfed down the treat the doorman had for him, and once freed from his coat and leash trotted off for a drink of water and to settle for the night in his favorite spot: on the carpet near the radiator in the living room. Mike and I retreated to my bedroom while the retreating was good – before Mom and Dad got back and fired off the inevitable barrage of questions about how was Em and how was dinner and what did we do and on and on and on…I wasn’t in the mood, and judging by the bulge visible in Mike’s jeans he wasn’t either. More charged cum! was the thought foremost in my mind as we quickly shed our shoes. Our lips met in a sweet, melting kiss that made me dissolve into a puddle. Then something struck me belatedly. “Am I really that bad?” I asked. “Huh?” Mike said, obviously not quite comprehending the question. “Do I always have to get the last word in?” He treated me to one of his devilish grins. “Oh, yeah,” he answered. “You’re a terrible pain in the ass.” He grabbed my butt and squeezed it through my jeans. I smacked his left shoulder, so he grabbed my right wrist to immobilize that arm, then imprisoned the left arm when I raised it to land a matching blow to his other shoulder as he laughed. “You want me to tell the truth, don’t you honey?” “No!” I said as I tried to twist my wrists out of his iron grasp. “You’re supposed to lie and say, ‘Of course not, sweetheart, I…” “…love that you always end my sentences for me,” he interrupted By now I was giggling as we wrestled, though Mike clearly had the upper hand. “I do not,” I gasped out, as he pushed me back towards my bed. “Yes, you do,” he laughed back and tumbled us on to the bed pinning me in place. “Someone could end up sleeping next to the dog tonight,” I threatened as I twisted under him fruitlessly. “You know you’d miss me too much,” he answered and began kissing my neck in what he knew were the most sensitive spots. “I would not,” I gasped out as my back arched. “Yes, you would,” he said, nudging my knees apart with his right leg, not that he had to nudge very hard, then covered my mouth with his own in an intense kiss. Still giggling, I managed to break off the kiss and say, “If anyone finishes sentences around here, you do. You did just now.” “Yeah, so the score is one to ten million,” he teased. “An insult!” I exclaimed. “I don’t have to take this…” “Oh yes you do, you’re going to take whatever I want you to,” Mike said humping against me between my legs, then gave me another steamy kiss, thrusting his tongue in my mouth to wrestle with my own. My struggles were weakening markedly as we kissed more deeply and I wriggled around until my legs wound around Mike’s waist. Our playful wrestling became sensual: he released my arms to tangle his fingers in my hair, holding my head in place, while I wrapped my arms around his back, my hands following the lines of his perfectly V-shaped torso to his ass so that I could pull him against me more securely. He growled in the back of his throat and began to thrust against me, hard. I pushed back against him, feeling the tingling ache of need that always centered in my butt. Mike broke off our kiss with a moan, breathing raggedly. “I’ve gotta fuck you now, I’m about to cream my jeans,” he rasped. I tugged at his t-shirt to pull it off, but Mike rose to his knees, hurriedly unbuckling his belt and unbuttoning his jeans; his huge dick popped out as soon as he pulled down the zipper, visibly quivering, with a bead of pre-cum at the tip. He fumbled with my belt, then was unzipping my cords and pushing them down along with my briefs, freeing only my left leg, then pulling my legs over his shoulders. “The duvet!” I exclaimed, not wanting to have to hide stains from my mom. Mike huffed out an impatient breath, yanked off his t-shirt and spread it under my raised hips. Then without bothering to lube, he began to push inside of me, his pre-cum smoothing the way only marginally. I flinched a little, but he continued to press forward, forcing his way inside me. “I know it hurts, honey, just relax. Take it, I know you can,” he whispered in my ear. I was panting, and felt perspiration beading on my forehead, my chest, my arms, all over my body as I willed myself to relax and open for him. My belt clinked as Mike started thrusting, easing himself past my clenching sphincters, deeper and deeper until he was balls deep inside my butt. He pulled back, and it burned but with a purifying heat that vaporized all uncertainties, all barriers. I calmed my breathing, consciously taking in deep breaths as slowly as I could and exhaling as gradually as was manageable. After a few more minutes it got easier, though that might have been Mike’s pre-cum…or maybe I was bleeding…or both. His thrusts grew stronger as he felt me relax underneath him and join in his rhythm. My cock was now erect and I cried out, “Fuck me harder, yeah, more, please, more,” I begged. “I need you, now…” My helpless pleading was interrupted by his shout, “I’m cumming, take it,” as he rammed against me, brutally, three times, collapsed on top of me, then froze, burying his dick inside me to the root. I could feel his cock twitching inside my asshole as he shot his dirty load, and it throbbed against my prostate; that set off my own orgasm, wringing another shout from Mike as my sphincters clenched and released his sensitized rod. We lay entangled on my bed as our breathing slowed, then calmed; post-coital languor kicked in immediately. “Wow,” I sighed. “Uh-huh,” Mike murmured. Then I took advantage of the moment and landed a smack on his right shoulder blade. I could feel him shaking with laughter, and he kissed me on the mouth again. “Just for that, I’m going to fuck you all night,” he growled. “Promises, promises,” I answered.

Ever since I found the ultimatly sheer joy of P-spot orgasms, which by the way are a hundred times better than conventional ejaculatory orgasms, I've been training myself to cum purely by penetration alone. By myself, I usually use prostate stimulators, thick dildoes, and a Tens e-stim buttplug to cum. Its gotten to the point where normal jack-off masturbation is not as satisfying. While getting fucked, I totally concentrate on the sensations of the top plowing me balls deep in me. I'm usually flaccid or semi-hard and hate it when the top tries to suck me off or jack me off. Primarily, I don't want to to early or I lose the fuck feeling. I rather cum hands-free with a Top's thick cock rubbing up on my P-Spot while I shudder from the waves of ecstasy washing over me. Most times, I will be all wet with pre-cum leakimg out and, sometimes, jizz slowly leaking and throbbing out of my dick. Bottom line, its not about my dick cumming, its all about how goodmit feels having a nice, thick, power top tear into me all night long.

CHAPTER 7 "ROUND 2?!?" I replied, shocked. "Boy, if you didn't think I wasn't gonna get a piece of your ass you're sorely mistaken" Tyler replied. "And soon enough, you're gonna be just plain sore" As both guys laughed, I genuinely wondered how on earth I was gonna take him. His cock wasn't as hard as when I was sucking him (was I a better cocksucker than Brian? Probably, I thought) but Tyler still motioned me over. "Between Brian's spit on my cock & his cum up your ass, that should be more than enough lube for me" He grinned as Brian stopped sucking him. "I got no problems taking sloppy seconds and it's probably best for you that I don't". He got me to straddle him as he sat on the couch, he loved being in this position of power. As Brian held the poppers I reached out for them to take a hit. "Oh no, you're taking this one without any help at all". How in the hell was I gonna do that? I felt a little of Brian's cum dribble out of my hole as I straddled Tyler and Brian took hold of Tyler's cock and rubbed it over the cum, slicking it up more. It felt like a lump of meat hitting my thigh! His cockhead was soon pressing against my hole, I have to admit I was so thankful Brian's load was still in me to help in taking Tyler's cock. I closed my eyes as I felt his head slowly start to push into me and just as before I pictured those girls in pornos taking a black cock - when did I ever think I'd be lucky (lucky?) enough to do the same! Just as I could feel my ass could take no more I heard Tyler groan with pleasure and his head pushed inside me. "Ohhhhhh, fuck man! What an ass you've got!" Part of me was shocked to hear him say that but I also thought I was a better cocksucker than Brian, I was gonna be a better fuck than him too. I opened my eyes to see him staring right at me, "Are you ready to take more?". I had no idea if I was ready but I was willing to die trying! His hands went to my hips as he slowly pushed further into me. Although I was on top and could control things, I wanted him to be in command. "That's it...you're doing so well!" he whispered in my ear as I felt my ass beginning to fill. Fuck, that voice, those eyes, that body & that cock - there was no surprise he had guys throwing themselves at him! As he slowly started to work his way inside me I wrapped my arms around his neck to steady myself, "You enjoying that baby?" he whispered. I had to nod, it felt so good & the fact that Tyler was loving it too made it feel even better. "Open your eyes baby." Looking into his eyes, I was hypnotised as before. I was so happy I was with this god tonight & he wanted my ass, I had to kiss him. I leant forward and opened my mouth for his tongue and we started to make out. I'd made out with Mike before but this felt different, partly coz I guess coz I knew Mike but also because I really wanted Tyler to enjoy fucking me and I just wanted him so badly. I could see Brian out of the corner of my eye but as far as I was concerned, it was just me & Tyler. As the two of us made out I could feel Tyler's cock gradually inching more & more inside me. I knew he was also making out with me to try & distract me from the pain I'd have been in otherwise, he was so thoughtful. I reached behind me to feel the base of his cock, not to see if he was wearing a condom, I wasn't worried about that, but to see how much was left. To my shock, there was only an inch or two left, I'd taken almost all of him! My fingers brushed his balls as I did so. "Oh fuck, yeah baby. Rub my balls. I love that so much." I didn't care whether the last couple of inches was gonna hurt or not, I was gonna make sure my man was satisfied! Tyler moved forward a little bit & keeping on arm wrapped round him, I wrapped my legs round him and leant back. We both groaned as the last of his shaft entered me, fuck what a connection we had together! I started his rubbing balls and I could tell that he was in heaven. "That feel good baby?" I purred and he moaned in agreement. I'd been wasting myself all these years, what a fuck I was! "You keep that up and I'm gonna shoot REAL quick" he said. Much as I wanted him to fuck me forever (did I just think that?) I knew he needed to release. I started rubbing those big balls that were gonna fill me with the load I need. He started to really pound my ass as a result, even with his massive cock I didn't mind, I had more important thing to worry about - his pleasure. Soon after I heard two massive groans, Brian shot a load on my chest but it was Tyler emptying his balls deep into my ass that I was more concerned with. As I used to enjoy my wife doing, I wiggled myself on Tyler's cock, making sure I milked every last drop of cum from his gorgeous cock. I wanted to make sure I carried him for the rest of my days! The sun had just started to peek in through the blinds as I pulled myself back up on Tyler, had the three of us been fucking that long? I ran my hands down his rock hard chest & leant in to kiss this Adonis but he turned his head away. Had I done something wrong? "I dunno what you're looking for man but I ain't got no need for you any more." He slapped my ass "Now get off me". His tone had totally changed and I couldn't help but feel hurt. Brian helped pull me to my feet as I made my way to my clothes still a bit stunned by it all. "But I thought...." "Man, you white guys are all the same - there's only one white guy that takes my seed who I really love, and that's Brian right here." The two of them made out just to hammer the point home. As I staggered my way back to my room, even though I was upset by the way Tyler treated me at the end I thought about how I'd been totally used by two guys as just something for their pleasure. The thing that confused me more was that I loved the way it felt. Some of Brian's cum was till on my chest & would be seen, I quickly scooped it up & swallowed it before anyone saw. As I got to my room and a little of Tyler's cum leaked into my running shorts, I realised I'd completed my first "walk of shame" and yet, felt none at all. END OF CHAPTER 7

CHAPTER 6 The door swung open and I was greeted by the familiar face of the guy from the bathroom. "Here he is! I'm glad you came." He said as I stepped inside. His boyfriend was sitting on the couch, stroking his cock through his boxers. "I'm Brian & that's my boyfriend Tyler" he said, nodding to the guy on the couch who smiled at me. "Um hi guys...I'm Jeff", I managed to croak out, my voice so dry & nervous. "Hey Jeff, no need to be nervous, we're all friends here!" Brian said. "Or at least, we will be soon..... Can I get you a drink?" "Just some water's fine thanks" "So, your wife know you're a sickening faggot?" Brian asked me as he came back from the kitchen, handing over the glass. "Oh, I'm not gay." I quickly replied (I wasn't, was I?) "How long have you been sucking cock then?" "I'd never done it before coming here" "Who's the lucky guy then? Some random hookup here?" "Um....no" I could feel myself blushing. "It's my brother in law" "Holy shit!" Tyler exclaimed. "That's so fucking sick, I love it" I could tell even through his boxers that his cock was gonna be massive. "Tell you what, you still seem uncomfortable" Brian said "How about we all get naked, maybe that'll relax you a bit more?" "I've been waiting so long for you to say that!" Tyler peeled off his tight singlet, his body looked like it was made out of granite! "I'll leave my boxers on though, I want my new friend to have a surprise" I took my running singlet off & shyly removed my shorts, feeling very intimidated - I could see almost all of Tyler's body and as Brian started to take his clothes off, he was gonna be well-built too. I quickly did the sums in my head. I figured they wanted a threesome, maybe if I sucked Tyler off only Brian would fuck me? Brian's thickening cock was roughly the same size as Mike's so it was gonna hurt but it'd be nothing compared to Tyler's! I walked over & knelt in front of Tyler "Damn, you white boys always make a beeline for my cock don'tcha?" I wanted to get him out of the way first but I had to admit I was curious. Kneeling down in front of him, he almost looked like a god. "Take it out boy, you know you want to". My hand slipped into his boxers & felt his hot, hard cock. It was so thick I could barely get my hand around it! I pulled his boxers down and it looked like one of those massive cocks from the interracial porn I used to watch. The slutty young girls in those scenes could barely fit it in their mouths and I was about to do the same! "C'mon buddy, you know want it" Tyler whispered. I had to admit that deep down, I did. He'd been working himself pretty hard so his head was covered in precum and glistening in the dim light of the room. I thought to myself that the better I made the blowjob, the quicker I could get to Brian & my night would be over. I took the head in my mouth straight away & started slurping, "Damn! He's a horny little slut this one!" Tyler yelled across to Brian. I was too busy concentrating on his cock to care. As I took more & more of his cock in my mouth I could tell that it tasted different to Mike's, aside from it being much bigger of course! Oh my God, was I becoming an expert on cock now or something? I could only take about 3 or 4 inches before I started gagging, I'd never had my mouth stretched so wide before. "He might've hit his limit here, can you help him out Brian?" Out of the corner of my eye I saw Brian walk across and hand Tyler a little bottle. He took a deep sniff in each nostril and then held it to my nose. "Now what I want you to do here boy, is keep sniffing in each nostril until I tell you to stop. You'll be glad you did", I did as I was told. Pretty much straight away I felt I was flying, everything felt like it was tingling. All I wanted to was pleasure this beautiful cock that I was sucking, I think Tyler could sense that I was feeling different too. "There, now doesn't that feel sooo much better?", his voice was so soothing & sexy just like him. Fuck I was so lucky to be sucking this sexy man. "You're a natural cocksucker boy & don't let anyone tell you otherwise." I was so turned on & concentrating on sucking Tyler I didn't even feel Brian applying lube to my ass. "Damn boy, you want more of my cock don't you?" I needed it so badly, if I could deep throat him I would! I moved a bit more onto all fours as I'd been kneeling for a while. "Take some more of the poppers, it'll help you relax your throat a little more". I sniffed deeply from the bottle, fuck it felt so good. I could sense Brian moving behind me but just assumed he wanted a better look at what a good cocksucker I was but I then felt his cock pressing against my hole. "Look at his hole winking at me man, he wants it so much!" Brian yelled across to Tyler. I had to admit that in my state of mind, I didn't want Brian to fuck me, I NEEDED it. I felt Brian's hands on my hips as his head pushed inside my willing ass. "Doesn't that feel so good?", Tyler asked me. Fuck, that voice would make me do anything. I looked up at him nodding, my mouth still on his cock. "Polite as well, he knows not to speak with his mouth full!" He laughed. I closed my eyes as Brian pushed further and further into me, it was a mixture of pain & the best pleasure I'd ever had. I'd never had a threesome before when I was (wait, was?) straight, and now here I am pleasuring two guys! They both started to get into a rhythm and before long, Brian's balls were slapping against my ass while I kept sucking Tyler. His voice and eyes were almost hypnotic, I'd do almost anything he said. Of course, anytime I started to come down from the poppers he'd hold them to my nose and I'd inhale deeply, partly because I loved the feeling he gave me but also I had a mouthful of his cock so couldn't breathe through there! A part of me knew that I was being used as a piece of meat but I loved it so much, and I knew I was so good at it, that I didn't care. I don't know how long I'd been in that position for but I could feel Brian's cock getting so thick inside me. "Fuck man, I think I'm close," he said to Tyler. "How about you?" "Man, I've been holding back for ages waiting for you!" he replied. "Let's keep him off the poppers so he knows what's happening" I could feel myself starting to come down & reached out for the poppers, "Nuh uh" Tyler said, "We want you to feel every second of this." My mouth and asshole seemed to be shrinking just as their cocks started to grow. The two much bigger men held me in place so there was no way out from what was to come. Tyler came first with a massive groan, his cum shooting deep into my throat & filling my mouth. All I could do was swallow him, and coz I didn't mind the taste I knew it was OK but I felt so slutty swallowing this complete stranger's load! "And now here comes the big surprise" Tyler whispered as I could hear Brian's panting. I felt the warmth hit me almost immediately as Brian came deep into my ass, it was only then that I realised he'd been fucking me bare all along! I was pinned between the two men so I knew that I was there as long as they wanted me. My ass pulsed on Brian's cock, milking him, as Tyler's fell out of my mouth. Brian pulled out & patted me on the ass, "For a straight boy, you make one hell of a faggot!" Tyler & himself both laughed "Feel free to use our bathroom, you might need it soon". I groggily made my way to their bathroom trying to process what had happened. I'd been in a threesome with two complete strangers and one had cum inside me! I saw myself in the mirror & could see that I'd been totally used, not least by some of Tyler's cum in my mouth & then Brian's dribbling down my leg. I sat on the toilet & felt Brian's cum stream out of me, god there was so much! I thought I'd have a shower in my own room to try & think everything through about what had happened. Opening the door I was met by the sight of Brian sucking Tyler's rapidly hardening cock, a big smile on Tyler's face. "Ready for round 2?" he asked. ROUND 2?!?!?! END OF CHAPTER 6

It had only been a month since my last breeding, but the guys with whom I have had a couple of rounds were not available and my desire for cum has become a constant craving. There is something extremely thrilling and satisfying to be opened up by a man and feeling him unleash his desire inside me. It is so natural, primal and satisfying. With this ache in me I was determined to wade through the flakes and time wasters of the internet sites and find what I needed. The advertisement that caught my eye read "Masculine, dominant bi-total black top, discreet and looking 4 nasty submissive cum loving bottom, bottom must be height weight proportionate and love to service dic. Must be willing to suc cock to completion or take loads up your Cum living hole. I will be rough. Aggressive, no nonsense top who loves eating tight azz/pussy, fucking and droppinnut." I am a sucker for dominant black top guys. I am also aware I'm a typical white bottom in this context, and that for every BBC top there are droves of white bottoms from whom to choose, but hey, the first guy who bred me was a black guy with a cock so awesome he made me cum just by fucking me, so as far as I was concerned the die had been cast: even with the odds against me, I reached out to him offering up a willing, submissive, bi total bottom who would take his load wherever he wanted. And I waited. Waitied, and waited and waited. I could see he had read my response to his advertisement, but there was no reply. Part of me assumed he had chosen a different guy from what was undoubtedly a large number of better offers. It also occurred to me that perhaps I simply wasn't his type, but whatever the case, I was horny as hell and was going to fight like the third monkey on the ramp to the ark. I send another message describing how much I loved getting fucked and bred, selecting a passage I had posted on this site, and to which numerous guys had given me positive feedback, figuring I should use my strengths to get what I wanted. However, still there was no reply. So I added an element of convenience, providing him with my text number, letting him know I was mobile and already prepared. Still no response. I then sent him a message apologizing for sending so many messages, adding what I thought of as a 'throw away line', namely, that when I become obsessed with bbc like his, I find myself willing to do anything for a chance to pleasure it. Sighing deeply, I decided to move on and go about wanking off on bb porn and call it a night, assuming I wouldn't hear from him, only to have my phone ping me with the single word "Anything?" Gasping in shock, I absolutely lost my breath. It was him. "Yes," I replied, although I had the presence of mind to add "except blood, poop and drugs." "I understand," he replied, but then added "but prove it." "How?" I replied. "Show up at my door in 30 minutes and be prepared to do what you are told. If you don't you're a flake. If you say no I'll kick you out." I was there in 20 minutes, but waited until the 30th minute before I approached his door, all the while all too aware I had said I would do anything and I had no idea what that would mean to him. I was aware, however, that there was a definite thrill in giving oneself over to the desires of a dominant top man, in fact I find it a huge turn, but there is also a risk when one doesn't know the guy on the other side of the equation. Still, my internal worries didn't slow me: I rang his door bell exactly on time, all the while I was hard and aching, my shorts were damp with the pre-cum my cock was drooling. The door opened and a ruggedly handsome black man towered above my 5'9" frame. He said "Good you are not a flake, come in." I could see he was in his mid 40s, as was I. He had the semi athletic build of someone who was an athlete when younger but who, in middle life, had eased up on working out. He was still solid and fit but not magazine cover. Still, he was clearly physically powerful and I all but swooned. He led me into his living room where he gestured for me to take a seat. "So you are a cum loving pussy boy aren't you?" "Yes," I responded. "Answer me in full sentences," he snapped. I complied, immediately enjoying my core subordinate identity in this encounter. "Well, a lot of guys make that claim, but you need to prove it if you want my dick and cum, so start by stripping right now, right here." Immediately rising to my feet, I hastily removed my clothing, fumbling a bit with the buttons and hooks, especially as my hands were shaking in excitement. "Are you scared of what will happen or that you want get this cock?" he asked. I realized he had me pegged, it was both, I didn't want to get this far and fail him. The submission was happening, My desire was starting to tune into his demands, so I gave a full response to his question, which seemed to please him. He rose to his feet, stepped forward, and examined my body, ordering me to bend over and spread my cheeks for him. I complied. "Tell me how much your pussy wants my cock and cum," he demanded. Thinking quickly, I repetitiously recited this perverse mantra: "My pussy is yours. I want your cock in my hole. I want your cum in my body. I will do anything to please you. I am a cunt, a slut. My cock is nothing. Your cock is everything. I will do what you order." It was torture and heaven. I wanted to get to feeling his cock in me, I was hungry and getting crazed. I loved the sensation of when a top succeeds in getting under my skin. I heard his zipper and was thrilled! Finally! "On your knees," he ordered. I dropped to the floor on the spot, fighting my inclination to reach for his cock. He noticed my self control, and barked "Tell me how much you want my cock." I responded with a version of my earlier mantra, but he halted my proclamation, with his own: "You said your ass and your mouth were mine. Now I'm going to mark my territory. If you resist or don't exactly obey me, I will throw you out." As he made this declaration he stepped closer so his eight inch, thick, semi-erect cock was close to, but not quite within reach of my tongue. Briefly I though he would force me to deep-throat his cock, but instead he grunted "Don't touch my cock until I give you the okay." Gazing up at his face, I waited his pleasure. Locking eyes, and he ordered me to repeat my mantra. The anticipation was driving me nuts. My whole was being focused on his magnificent cock. I could feel his heat on my mouth, smell him and virtually see his cock growing as I spoke. I was transfixed. "If you want my cum you have to prove it take my piss first. Don't say a word. Just open your mouth and look up at me." FUCK! I hadn't thought of this possibility. I had never swallowed piss before and I hadn't thought about including it in my 'no go' list. This was a potential crisis, but I wanted him so much I was aching and oozing precum like crazy. I had never thought I would be commanded to swallow piss, but hesitation would result in expulsion, and I had come too far to accept that outcome. Gazing up at hi, I opened my mouth and waited. Within seconds his warm liquid filled my mouth. I almost gagged at the thought, but instead swallowed as if his piss was an elixir from heaven. A strange smile combining conquest and satisfaction crossed his face, which led me to remember I had accepted his challenge, and if this was what he wanted, I was not in a position to reject his demands. By now his cock was fully hard and his head pushed into my mouth as he relieved himself in me. I was surprised at how easy it was to do this. What I was not surprised at was how turned on I was by doing this. He finished and I instinctively tongued his cock to get the last drop. "Now that you have some of me in you that is a start, now you need to get rid of your cum, stroke you little cock for me, show me how much you loved being marked, tel me how much you want my cock. It was humiliating to stand there and stroke my cock when all I wanted as his. I repeated how much I wanted his cock, how much I crave his cum and how I swallowed his piss because I am a slut. He seemed to like this display. As I was stroking for him he said "as soon as you cum you get rid of your manhood, you will be a true pussy for me and the only way to be restored is to take my seed get on the bed on your hands and knees." I did and he put a towel under my cock. I kept stroking and I heard him take off his clothes. Tell me when you are about to get rid of your cum he commanded. I was nearing orgasm, usually I cum after I get fucked or better yet during! I knew I would clamp up and probably not be as open to getting fucked after I shot my load, but yet there I was about to drain myself in order to take another man's cum. I told him I was cumming and as I started to shoot his cock pressed into my hole his hands griped my waste and he plunged into me! Cumming and first penetration was intense! I screamed and nearly fainted. I would have fallen away but he had a grip in me and pulled myself and my ass back onto him. There was no build up, it was an assault on my ass, I was clamping down on him as he was forcing me open. I couldn't feel anything but where his cock and my ass met! This was me being fucked into submission. I was reduced to crying and moaning and breathing like I was giving birth. His cock was thick and throwing in me, I could hear the sound of the lube being whipped up into a froth and hthe unmistakeable feel of balls slapped against my as. I heard him moan and grunt and he gripped me tighter. I felt myself opening up, not just the outer part but that inner part that only happens after a whole or a shot of poppers, both opening up almost simultaneously was incredible! The pleasure hit me like a train! No build up just from zero to 11 in seconds. My whole body was alive, nerves tingling at my nipples, toes curling, my skin bristling and shuddered at his touch and what was even more incredible was how my ass/pussy was quivering! I couldn't match his thrusts but I didn't have too my hole was naturally taking him and matching him. I was so proud of how my body was naturally taking care of his cock! After we'd both worked up a sweat and we're breathing hard he slowed down his pace making me feel his full length. I moaned like a bitch and found myself saying how much I loved his cock in me. A different mantra. He pulled out and I whimpered, he flipped me over on my back and put my legs on his shoulders. We both moaned as he slid back into me. I want you to see me as I cum in you, he growled. His powerful arms pinned my shoulders into the bed as I opened up for him. He had complete control of my body, I couldn't go anywhere. I didn't want too I want to be there taking him. His trusts changed and I guessed he was close, I didn't want this to end but I really wanted to feel him cum. I wanted to know I had pleased him and I wanted his masculine seed in me. I needed it. I started telling him so. I want your cum, I need you to breed me I repeated. He didn't reply because he didn't need too. He kept at my with an aggressive pace. He built up to a fevered pitch, pounding away at me, crumpling my body under his weight. I took it and took it and loved it. He shouted look at me bitch and I did, our eyes met and he reared up in all his glory and pushed himself balls deep into me. His body shuddered as his cock spammed inside me, warmth spread through my tenderized hole and a differed pleasure washed over me, soaking into me and filling me from deep within. What started out scarey, humiliating and rough turned into a deep peaceful pleasure that radiated from his cock and his cum to my whole body. He pulled out and I tucked my legs to my chest and tilted my ass back so his load would not fall out of me. Stay here, he said, I wasn't going anywhere. He was gone about a half hour. In that time I relived the past events and I was happy. I still glowed from the experience and my cock grew again at the thought of what I dad done and the still fresh memory of the pleasure I was recently awash in. He came back in and I was still on my back and holding his cum in me. He sat on the bed next to me and told me I was a good. He asked how I was feeling and I told him how good I felt how turned on I was and how much I loved feeling him in me. I said I still wanted more and asked if I could suck his cock. He said I could. I rolled over and found his cock with my mouth an took him in me. I felt hi grow inside me and I was thrilled. I was happy to have him in me again and I lovely suckled on him. He moaned his pleasure and I shifted so I could deep throat him. Again pleasure throughout my body from taking his cock in me. He stood up and I kneeled on the bed and kept him in my mouth. He said "That is good, but I am going to help you out" and with that he pulled out of my mouth and started stroking. I kept my mouth on his cock, I know what he was helping me out with, another load, this time in my mouth for me to swallow. I got hard again and stealthily slid my hand to my cock. I used the pre cum as lube and stroked my cock as he did his. I could have cum immediately but I want do cum as he did. His breath got quicker, his body stiffened and he put his hand on my head. I heard him grunt and he pushed my head on him pushing his cock deep into my throat. I felt his cock jerk inside me and tasted his cum on my tongue. I came as he did so we matched. He pulled out and I swallowed. I laughed and rolled over on the bed, spent, filled and satisfied. "Proof enough?" "Yeah," he replied, adding "you'll get more of my cock. Oh, and by the way, feel free to use the shower" he offhandedly commented as he left the room. I took him up on his offer, and after I had cleaned myself, dressed and went home, feeling completely proud of myself. I hope to return.

CHAPTER 4 The afternoon passed without incident, though I was so scared that our wives knew what we'd been up to. We'd arranged for the four of us to have dinner that night and I was so excited, not for the dinner, but to be near Mike again! What was wrong with me?!? The four of us were getting our photo taken out the front of the restaurant and Mike's hand slipped down past his wife's shoulder and rested on my butt. I could feel his finger pressing against my hole and I had to stop myself from pushing back on it. He'd turned me into his slut! It was a pretty small restaurant and the two married couples were side by side. I couldn't help but "accidentally" keep rubbing my leg against his as we tried so hard to keep straight-faced. Just when I thought I couldn't take it any longer, our wives excused themselves to go to the bathroom and freshen up. After they left, Mike looked at me with a gleam in his eye, "Maybe we should go to the bathroom too man." "What do you mean? The girls are right here!" "They'll be in the bathroom for 10 minutes man, you know they will be." He was right. "You know you want to" He had me there too. As excited as I was following him into the men's bathroom, I was disappointed to see a guy at one of the two urinals. Mike went into one of the stalls as I stood at the other urinal. Fortunately, my company was basically finished and was out of the bathroom shortly after. As he left, the cubicle door swung open and Mike was standing, stroking his hard cock. Fuck, he looked so sexy. I cursed myself for wearing white pants, if he fucked me the cum was bound to leak out & show on my ass and the game would be up. "We can't fuck," I whispered as I entered the cubicle. "Never mind," he replied standing over the toilet. "I'm sure we can come up with something" I was so thankful as I knelt in front of him that the door went almost the whole way down to the floor. No-one would see four feet under the cubicle! I knew what really turned him on from the blowjob earlier in the day. My own wife had never done this with me, yet here I was sucking her brother off in a restaurant bathroom! I knew it was slutty but I didn't care, I'd do anything to make Mike happy. I was concentrating so much on his cock that I didn't hear him whisper he was close until I started to taste his pre-cum. He gave a tap on the head and whispered that he was about to cum. I knew he couldn't give me a facial or shoot anywhere on my body so there was only one place he could go. As he stifled a moan, I felt his cum shoot down my throat. I'd never tasted cum before (of course!) but was surprised to find that I liked the taste! What had my wife been complaining about before? I looked up at Mike as I milked every last drop from his cock. I didn't want there to be any tell-tale signs from him and I also wanted all of his cum coz it just tasted so good. Mike pulled up his pants and opened the cubicle door, walking past a guy who could see me on my knees wiping my mouth. "Just a little food poisoning, you know how it is" Mike smirked to the man as I got to my feet, blushing as I walked past. I could still taste his cum as we sat back down at our table, our wives having only just returned. END OF CHAPTER 4

I am really new at barebacking, but ended up having a very full week of guys. In at least two situations, guys would have encountered other loads in my newly opened rectum. Only one guy mentioned it.....and he was happy.....first, I was still opened up from guy 1 so he was quickly and easily into me and pumping hard. he evidently felt the other loads (there were 3) and commented that I had a real fully ass.....but it did not stop him from adding to it. he also had brought his "papers" with him....so he could show he had a very, very high vl. he claimed a couple of conversions and was very vocal in suggesting that he was converting me.

Yes just enjoy and consider yourself lucky you have that problem, seriously I find relaxing the best , amazing what total relaxation can do,these are not dump and go fucks, but those with whom you want to spend some time, seems everyone has someplace to be or something else to do, no one really takes the time to truly enjoy one another these days, I think it takes aging which I have done to figure that out, now if fortunate enough to meet someone which I have I sit back and relax and enjoy

was a cash slave a few times. lost a few thousand euros. love it. would love to have a german master for that again. and being his fuck hole, too.

its a kind of bdsm really. im cashraped by a few men and its a great scene, nothing sexual takes place though how much? probably only a few grand so far

Just a moment ago. I ordered a sausage calzone and some garlic knots from the place downstairs. I'm pretty well known at this point so the buzzer rang before I'd even reached over to get my wallet. I didn't bother even putting on shorts to answer the door and was surprised to see two big tall thick Serbian mounds of men standing there. "Slow day?" I asked the guy I knew. "Yes. Very." Was all he said in a thick eastern European accent and a smile spread across his baby face. They came in and stripped down. The guy I knew bent me over the couch, spit twice, and rammed in. It hurt like hell but I have learned this man will not ease up until he is done so the pain will go away quickly if I just relaxed. He fucked me in fast, long strocks that slapped against my ass and bottomed out every time. SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK!!!! Luckily, it only lasted about ten minutes before he started saying his usual: "Is good. Is so good. Fuck yes. You are so good to my cock!" Getting louder and louder until he roared like a lion and fired inside me. He then pulled out and said something in his native language to his friend who stepped behind me and rammed in to the hilt in one stroke, causing me to yell in pain. His dick was really fucking long and he just let it sit there for a few seconds before he started fucking me slowly. He didn't last too long before he grunted deep in his throat and his dick pulsed and shot his load in me to mix with his friend's. He pulled out and by the time I turned around, they were half dressed. I handed them their money (with a 20 percent tip and not a penny more) and the one I knew smiled, said thank you, and they saw themselves out. As I can see from what I'm pushing out of my hole, they had two gigantic loads. I'm going to spread a generous amount on this calzone and have a nice lunch before heading to work.