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This is my first story. Please be kind. Work had been crazy, so with things finally slowing down I decided to take a couple of weeks off during the holidays. Since I hadn’t been home in years I finally caved into my mom and booked a ticket to see her. A little about me. I just turned 30, but look younger. I’m 5’6”, brown hair, green eyes. I’m nothing special just average. I’m more bottom, oh who am I kidding I’m a total bottom. I hate topping my cock is just way to small. But if I’m honest I really haven’t been with anyone in way too long. The last couple of times I bottomed it just wasn’t that enjoyable. I always got fucked safe, had a few tops want to breed me but I was too scared and demanded they suit up. So here I was at my moms hoping to enjoy a few weeks of peace and quiet when she informs me that she’s volunteered my services to help her neighbors son clean out his dad’s house. The next morning I knocked on the door and waited impatiently for someone I’d never met to let me in so I could get this over with. Imagine my surprise when this fucking god of a man opened the door. He was easily over 6’ dark blue eyes, closely trimmed beard, hair sticking out from the collar of his white T-shirt that looked like it had been painted on. I guessed he was somewhere in his 50s and damn I was in love. I have a thing for hot hairy daddies. I was staring at him, my mouth on the floor. “Hi there son, can I help you?” “Um sorry, I’m Chad. My mom volunteered me to help you clean out your house.” “Of course, come on in. I’m Max” he said as he stuck his hand out to me. Oh fuck I was in so much trouble. He closed the door behind me and proceeded to explain that his dad had recently passed away but he’d been putting off cleaning out the house. “I really appreciate this Chad. I’m sure you’d much rather be spending time with your wife or girlfriend.” “Nope, totally single and it sure as hell wouldn’t be with a woman if I was with someone.” OMG I can’t believe I just said that. He got this big grin on his handsome face. “Good to know”. We worked side by side for a couple of hours and made small talk. Him mostly asking about my life in the city. We’d both worked up quite a sweat so during a break he took his T-shirt off and started to use it to dry off his chest. He had few tats on his upper arm and a scorpion on his hip. I could feel my little cock starting to chub up. He caught me staring and asked if liked what I saw. “You’re gorgeous Sir.” Sir where the fuck did that come. He dropped his shirt and started to play with his nipples. “Why don’t you come over here son and help daddy out.” Next thing I knew I was standing in front of him. I placed one of my hands on his chest while he took my other hand and placed it on his hard cock through his pants. I leaned into him to smell his musky odor and sighed. I heard him chuckle “you like daddy’s smell son?” “Yes sir!” He grabbed my face and pushed me towards his sweaty pit. He raised his arm and I buried my face licking his pit clean. “Damn my boy’s a pig. Clean the other one too.” After a few minutes he pulled me out of his pits and pressed on my shoulders to get me on my knees. I was now face to face with his very tight bulge, he didn’t appear to be wearing underwear so there was a rather large wet spot on his jeans. He grinned down at me at said “what you waiting for son, take it out and start sucking.” I quickly unzipped his pants and the most beautiful 8” cock jumped out to meet me. It was dripping with precum. I couldn’t wait to taste him. I started sucking on his dick taking him in as far as I could. I started chocking a bit so he pulled out so I could breathe. “Get him nice and wet boy, the only lube you’re getting is my precum and your spit.” Oh fuck I was in so much trouble.

Chapter 2 I was going crazy sucking his cock. His precum tasted so good I couldn’t wait to taste his cum. He was moaning so I figured I was doing a good job and if I got him off down my throat he wouldn’t actually fuck me. After a few minutes he tapped my head and pulled his cock from my mouth. I whimpered. “Damn boy you’re a good cock sucker. Any longer and I’d be blasting my load down your throat. Can’t have that happening now can we.” He pulled me up so we were standing face to face. He leaned down and started kissing me. “Mmm son there is no doubt you have a very talented mouth. How about we see if your ass is just as good. You’ve got way too many clothes on boy strip.” Without even thinking I started taking my clothes off. I wanted to please him so bad. I took my pants off and was left standing in a just a jock. “Damn son I didn’t expect that from you.” “Sorry daddy, I was planning on checking out the park over in the next town today. I heard rumors that it was a great place to meet guys and I was hoping to suck some cock so I cleaned out just in case. Then mom waylaid my plans and had me come help you.” Oh fuck I was rambling and couldn’t shut up. I did that when I was nervous. He started chuckling. “Nothing to apologize for son. You look hot in that jock. Leave it on, you won’t be using your dick today anyway. Now turn around and bend over and let daddy take a look at your ass.” I did as instructed and could hear him growling behind him. “Damn boy I’m going to enjoy destroying that ass! Come with me let’s move this to the bedroom. Get on the bed on all fours.” I did as he instructed. I couldn’t remember ever being this horny before. Suddenly I felt his hands on my ass and his finger lightly circling my hole. I let out a moan. Next thing I knew his tongue was licking me. “Holy shit” I screamed out. “You like that boy?” “Yes, yes, yes. Don’t stop please that feels so good.” He dove back in and was really eating my ass out. I was moaning and panting so hard. Soon he removed his tongue and replaced it with a finger opening me up more. “Damn you’re tight son. When was the last time you were fucked?” “Couple of years Sir.” “Damn! Why so long? Your boy pussy is begging to be used.” “I know I’m a bottom sir but it just never really felt good and hurt so much and they weren’t even as big as you daddy.” “Did they use condoms boy?” “Yes sir, always fucked safe sir.” “Hmm I think that’s the problem son. True bottoms NEVER make their tops use condoms.” “What about catching something?” “You’re negative right son? Are you on prep?” “Yes I’m neg. I was on prep a few years ago but stopped last year since I wasn’t really getting fucked.” “Mmm son you just made daddy’s dick get even harder. Do you trust me son?” “Of course daddy.” I moaned again as he now had three fingers inside me. “Have you ever had a poz cock inside your boy?” “No of course not daddy.” “See son I have a theory about you. I knew the second I saw you this morning that you were a nasty pig. You just hadn’t found the right man to show you your true nature. Bottom pigs like you son should take any load offered them and NEVER question the top. Now answer me honestly son, why’d you stop taking prep?” I was going crazy. I couldn’t think straight his fingers felt so amazing in my ass. He was totally breaking down my last barriers. “Because I secretly wanted a poz daddy to make me his boy but was too afraid to admit it sir,” I screamed out. Holy shit had I really just said that out loud. I’d never admitted that to anyone before. “Good boy I’m so proud of you! Now you have a choice son. I can remove my fingers from your ass and you can get dressed, leave and never come back or you can beg your daddy to stick his toxic cock deep inside your boy pussy and set you free. What’s it going to be boy?”

As a closeted guy trying to convince myself that I was straight and only fooled around with men when I got so horny I could not handle it any more I should never have spent all those hours on the local gay chat phone line. I would go for months with only jacking off (3 or 4 times a day) as relief but eventually I needed more. Going to the local Asian run mini-mart with the huge porn shelf I would but several girlie magazines with a gay article mag tucked in between them. I eventually found I could only buy the ones with men and women in them so I could jack to the vision of the hot male members. Then wait to cum while reading nasty stories of man to man play especially group play. It was the middle of the AIDS crisis so far too many of the stories included condom use which always made my cock go instantly go limp. In real life I was too scared to give into my real desires for raw cock and on the rare occasions I made a connection I always insisted on condom use. I was thrilled when one of the gay mags included an add for a local gay phone chat line. I called with my heart racing and when the recorded voice said "Welcome to the hottest gay chat line in the country my cock was instantly raging hard". When it asked for my name I was too shy and used my middle name David to try and hide myself. The honesty and perversion of many of the guys was driving me wild and I never actually talked with anyone the first few times just listening and jerking like a madman until I would spray a load of cum on the wall over my shoulder. Then the shame would hit and would have to hang up and clean myself off and feel guilty. The next night I would be back on line with my cock harder than before. The best nights were when a guy who called himself "Barebacker" was on line I always had to send him messages and talk with the dirty guy. He would usually send a few messages back and forth with me, but after a while I knew he was loosing interest in me. In fear of loosing contact with him I finally invited him over to my place. He showed up with a goddie bag including dildoes, popers, a bong and bag of weed. At this point I had been clean and sober for 5 years and though I let him smoke a bowl (in my garage) and let him blow me, but I wound up too shy to go any farther. The next weekend he was back on line. I apologized for my fear and asked him back scared I had blown it. Talking with him I asked him not to tell me his status because I was afraid his answer would scare me off. I felt so fortunate when he agreed to come over. I'm so thankful that though he was a top he really liked my thick 8" cock so he thought I was worth another chance. When he arrived I was still really nervous but I was too scared to blow it again so we started making out and went up to my bedroom to get naked. I was so nervous that I was practically shaking. He told me he had something that would help and pulled out a small glass pipe and bag with some white crystals. I reminded him that I was "clean and sober" he laughed and said "trust me you are going to like this". Something in me broke and I agreed to smoke the "Coke" with him. He laughed again and said no for sex this is Tina and its even better. A couple hits later he was greasing my hole and I knew there was no turning back. Still something made me have to know and I said I had to know his status. He smiled and said I'm exactly what you need for your first bareback fuck. "I'm Positive"! Clearly the inner pervert had taken over because all the blood left my rational brain and filled my cock with my biggest erection ever! The pain of his 7" rod was intense but I knew I was going to have to take it. Within several strokes my ass felt better than ever before and I started moaning and talking like the pervert that I had become. As he got closer to blowing he asked me where I wanted his load. Of course I gay the only answer I could and begged him to fill me with his charged load. He said "I will, but you have to promise that you will never have safe sex again in your life. I was so turned on and shot an incredible load of my own as I said yes! That was the day my inner pig truly awakened. I broke up with the girl I had been trying to fake being straight with and have only had gay bareback sex ever since. My thanks to the stud who freed my inner pig!

Part 6 We finally got done eating with a magnificent dessert. Just had to try about 3 different pies and a piece of cake and was so full it was ridiculous. All of us were almost moaning and joking about needing a crane to get back up. We sat around talking some more, when I said I had to get to the restroom or burst my bladder. My cousin Mike told me he had to go also. We headed out almost on the run. One of the hazards of eating a huge amount and drinking, coffee, tea, lemonade on top of the food. LOL We almost looked like we were in a race in the restroom to see who could get their cock our first. My cousin all of a sudden, noticed there was a shower area in there and ran in there, I was a little curious and followed, both of us holding our cocks tight. We found out the shower area bent around and had several showers actually and headed to the farthest one around the corner. As we got to it my cousin was peeling his clothes off in a hurry and told me to join him, so I did, kind of wondering whet the heck. As we got naked, we stepped into the shower and as we did my cousin immediately started to piss on me while shoving down on my shoulders. I dropped to my knees and he held his cock a moment telling me to open wide. I opened my mouth and he let fly with his piss into my mouth as he closed the gap and drove his cock into my mouth deep. I closed my lips over him and was trying my hardest to swallow as much as I could, but some leaked out as he was peeing so much. As he finally stopped, he pulled his now hardening cock our of my mouth, pulling me to my feet and planting his lips around my cock as I could not hold back any longer and was soon filling his mouth and stomach with my piss also. Some of mine dribbled down his chin also as I had to have pissed as much as he had. As I finished, he was soon sucking the heck out of me and I was hard in no time hardly. He only sucked until my first moan of pleasure and then let go and stood up, planting his mouth on mine. We kissed for a bit, then parted as he told me he had wanted to do that to me for a long time now. We kissed again for a bit as we dried off in the air, then parted and got dressed in a hurry as we knew we had been gone longer than most would have been. We headed back out, talking and laughing all the way. When we got back to the table we found that Frank and Sam were not there. We wondered around a bit and then I finally asked my dad if he had seen them. He told me they had found out there was a game room downstairs and a bar and had headed down to check it out. Mike and I headed down there quickly to see what kind of games there were. When we got to the basement we were both somewhat amazed at the game room and bar. They were really nice and the game room was separated into several rooms, each with a different type of game apparently available. We went to the bar first and I was surprised as they didn't card me but just sold us both what we ordered. We then went lookingfor Frank and Sam. They were finally found at the most distant room and we caught them definitely in a hot embrace. They were kissing very passionately and both had hands down the front of each other's pants feeling their cocks. Mike and I just stood and watched for a bit, before clearing our throats and laughing at the surprised expressions on Frank and Sam's faces at being caught like they were. Then everyone just laughed about it as we entered the room, closing the door behind us. Mike and I crossed the floor quickly and Mike went for Frank as Sam grabbed me and we were all kissing and making out hotly. We were all groping and soon reaching into each other's pants and since we were all close together we basically kept switching around who we were touching. I had never done anything like this before but was finding it to be very hot. All of us had hard cocks in no time and soon had our pants undone so we could get them out to play with better. Then, Frank, in a moment of clarity broke away and went to the door and locked it. As he turned and came back we were all, in a hurry now, getting our clothes off. Soon all were naked and groping and making out more and hotter.

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.

Brett left and I did not see him for a couple days. When he showed up he had Chad in tow. Brett was acting all macho like he did when I first met him. I had saw who was coming to the house on the gate cam so I was in my room ready for them when they came in. Chad smiled and said it has been so fucking long since I shoot my nut in an ass, while he was removing his shirt and pants I looked over and Brett was stripping as well. Chad mounted me and his first thrust was was quick and deep and one of the hardest I had had in a long time. It felt amazing, his big dick sliding in and out as hard as he could and him calling me his fucking bitch, and a fucking whore. I loved it so much and then Brett claimed up on the bed and shoved his cock in my face, I took it in my mouth as deep as I could and heard him moan out in pure pleasure. After Chad shoot his first load in my ass he looked at Brett and said your turn bitch. Brett just looked at me and I smiled and said I'm all yours fucking breed me, please. I saw him smile a huge smile and for a second I thought I saw a tear of joy. Before I could decide if it was a tear or not his cock was buried deep in my ass and he was pounding away almost as hard as Chad. Over Brett's shoulder I saw Chad climbing aboard Bret's ass and I could see the smile on Brett's face as he felt the cock enter him. Bret bent down close to my ear and said are you sure? I said fuck yes I sure, breed me slut. He then whispered he had let Aiden fuck him two more times. I asked if he had told Chad and he shook his head no. Chad stopped his grunting and asked what we were talking about. I looked at Bret and smiled and said its now or never you ready. he slowly shook his head yes and I said we are talking about the night your brother bread Brett's ass and Brett is saying your brother fucks harder and and his dick is bigger. Chad didn't seem to mind Brett had been fucked by his brother but was pissed that we said his brother was better. He slammed in to Brett hard and Brett let out a load moan and Chad said is that true bitch by brother is a better fuck. Brett had a shirt eating grin on his face as he said god damn right he is. He railed my ass better than you ever have. Brett started moaning loader and loader and Chad started slamming his ass harder and harder. Chad was no god damn way I'm going to let my brother fuck my bitch better than me. Take my dick you fucking whore, Ill show you how a man fucks. For me this was amazing because Brett;'s dick was still pounding away at my ass and I could feel the affect of Chad's fuck. About fifteen minuets after it all started I hear Chad say take this faggot and he grunted out his load "fuck, fuck, fuck,fuck" about the same time Brett moaned I'm coming of fuck that feels good, god damn that's good. Chad pulled out and climbed of Brett and shoved his cock in my mouth to clean up. Brett was sucking on it some as well. Then Brett pulled out of me and shoved his cock in my face for me to clean. Then Chad looked at Bret and said, wait you let my brother bread you? Brett climbed off of me and drooped his head and while looking at the floor he said yes, I let him fuck four loads in my over the last coupe days. Chad was speechless, Brett said you said it best, I'm a god damn faggot slut and I fucking love cock in my ass. He looked at me and then looked back to Chad and said from this day on I'm yours. I wont fuck anyone or take a dick from anyone unless you say so. I'll do what ever you want. Brett then dropped to his knees with his head still looking down and tears running down his face. Chad stood still for a few moments and then he approached Brett and lifted his head up and said suck my dick faggot, get me hard so I can fuck the old slut again. Brett looked up and said yes sir and went to town on Chads cock. Chad looked over and said don't worry Ill let him fuck you ever once in a while. Then he looked down at Brett and spit on his face a couple times and said god damn it took you long enough to realize what you wanted bitch. I wish you had started sucking my cock years ago.

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It was my first weekend as a vers/bottom, in my late 30s. For much of my life when I was with a guy I was always the top. I didn't like bottoming because it hurt and was uncomfortable. Then the SO went out of town for the weekend and I found myself intrigued at the thought of getting fucked. I played with my ass, used a toy to open it up, and posted on CL. Before long, I had a married daddy stopping by on his way home from the airport. He had a condom with him. I sucked him hard, he wrapped it up and got behind me. It was bumpy and not very pleasant. He came and then left. I was almost ready then and there to give it up and find a nice ass to fuck, when the most gorgeous black dick I ever saw appeared in my inbox. In less than an hour he was in my apartment. He didn't have a condom, but I liked to top bare, so I never hesitated at the idea of taking him raw. I was on my knees on the couch, bracing myself against the wall, as he slid inside me. It was the most amazing feeling I've ever had. He took his time and I loved every second of it! Long, sensual strokes, hitting my prostate just right. Then, he informed me he was about to cum, and without a thought I told him I wanted him to cum in my ass. A few more thrusts and I could feel his cock pulsing against my sphincter as he loaded me. After he came, my first raw top withdrew, cleaned himself up, and left. Early the next morning, he emailed me again asking if he could stop by again. Thrilled, I said yes, and within a half hour his beautiful dick was back in my hole. This time nothing needed to be said. He knew I wanted his load, and he filled me again. I've never looked back. Now it's up to the top to say he needs a condom; otherwise I assume we're fucking skin-on-skin.

Can everyone please stop saying that "THEY ARE CLEAN" its offensive

He texted me: "Bend over for me again." He's a slender, muscular young black guy driving a company truck. One of those big trucks with gear in the back. I had met him 3 times before and we had gotten each other off with blow jobs and making out but I wanted his beautiful cock in my ass. He cums big, lots of juice and it tastes so good. He had fucked me a few days ago, standing by the open door of his big truck on a stretch of road that was closed due to the bridge being out (i.e., no traffic down that section). Last night was a repeat except he wanted my ass. It was pretty cold here in OKC area, though, with strong winds but I was up to it if he was. It was night, around 9:30 pm. He kissed me, I sucked him, he sucked me, then spun me around and pushed his nice big, rock hard black cock into my hole. Damn. it hurt so good. I had to make him stop so I could get used to him being there. Then he started pumping slowly. Picking up speed, he began to really ride me, I was bent far over the seat of his macho truck. I reached back and pulled his tight ass into me fully impaling my ass. Panting, his breathing got heaver, i encouraged him saying "breed my ass, breed daddy's ass, man! What a fucking stud you are!" and all other kinds of nasty stuff I could think of. His pounding picked up speed and it was like a fucking jackhammer in my ass. Felt great and hurt at the same time. He clenches his entire body as he unloads in me. I feel his cock pulsing, jerking in my ass. He slowly pulls out and I kiss him. Tell him that I'll bottom for him anytime. Love that young man's cock.

Went over to a friend's for Friendsgiving. Cute guy who has a girlfriend. Open relationship, so I'm hopeful. There was a total of 7 of us, 4 guys, 3 girls. Before we start to eat, his girlfriend went and told us they were trying a new thing. He was locked in chastity. All of us guys were into guys in some way, so we took her telling us this that he was free game. Im a strict bottom, but this was a major turn on. All of us eventually had our way with him. I ended up going last, when I walked in, one of the guys was balls deep in his cum filled ass. So I went up and started making out with this caged cockold. I noticed he was very horny and precum was pouring out of his cage. I eventually laid under him, catching this little stream in my mouth. When the other guy finally came in his ass, I got up and found one of there dildos. I pushed it in his gaping hole and pulled it out, covered in cum. I started playing with his balls as I ate the 2 loads in him out. He was moaning and almost in tears. After I was satisfied with the cum in my mouth and on my face, I laid with him and made out, letting him lick all that cum off me. Finally he jumped up and went to town, sucking my dick as I kept eating his worn out hole. Eventual I came, and looked up as his girlfriend was standing over us watching with delight. The girls started going in, I'm guessing to get eaten out. We all washed, and had an amazing dinner. He was so horny the whole time it was fun to watch. Best Thanksgiving ever!

I’ve been locked in this micro cage for a week and my BF traveling for work the whole time and told me I’m not allowed to have any kind of sex (not even toys or using our fuck machine) needless to say, I’m so fucking horny my hole has been actually twitching this whole time in anticipation! he’s getting back in a bit and planning on destroying my hole with his friends that he invited over (have no idea how many) I feel like a bitch in heat!

Another exceptional chapter! Love how this is evolving!

The general opinion I believe is to make the switch ASAP. Insurance and co pay assistance should remain the same. There is no logical reason to stay on Truvada now that Descovy is available. As far as my own treatment, as soon as the newer HIV meds were available with the reformulation (2-3 years ago?) I made a change from Complera to Odefsy. I've recently switched to Biktarvy. I haven't waited for any noticeable side effects or resistance issues. I (& my health care professionals) feel it's better to be proactive and remain compliant.

The regular cruise club that I go to has been closed during the day due to construction works outside the place ... but has recently reopened so I decided to roll the dice and see what the action was like. It was pretty quiet when I got there, maybe about a dozen guys - a fairly small crowd for lunchtime, but inhibitions had clearly been cast aside. One guy was being fucked through a gloryhole and had the door open so that any other takers could see what was on offer. He wasn't my type, but he certainly got the place humming ... I found an Asian kid in his 20's who'd clearly been excited by all that was happening ... I stuck my hand down his pants and his hole was already cummy/sloppy ... bingo! We headed to a cubicle and he blew me for a short period before turning around and saying very loudly "fuck me and cum in smooth ass". Clearly he didn't want condoms near his hole ... so I slid in raw. I was right about him already being fucked and loaded ... he had a super smooth hole that really sucked hard on my cock. I plugged him for about 5 mins before he climbed off and then opened the door ... he wanted to offer his ass to others 😉 He really was a complete pig - it wasn't at all what I expected. A few guys came and watched as I fucked him in a few different positions - a hot fuck with a greedy hole had the pressure building. I whispered that I was going to load his hole and the predictable response was "Yeah, cum in my ass. Fuck your load into me" - said loud enough for the guys watching (and playing with themselves) to hear. After I blew inside him, I pulled out, still hard at the experience ... he sucked all the cum/ass juices off my cock and then stuck in back inside his ass - so I gave him a second load. After I was done, I decided to watch for a bit while the other guys - one an older white daddy, and another mid-30's Hispanic guy fucked that sloppy ass of his - the white daddy also came inside his hole. In my experience, its rare to find Asian sluts like that, particularly the exhibitionist type - was a hot return to form for the place 🙂

Truvada is a higher risk for kidneys, when your older than 40. My GFR started at 86, got higher and fell to 53 after a year. So I had to stop for 6 weeks, now it‘s up to 83 again. Descovy is not accepted in Germany right now, but I would definitely switch my PreP to it as soon as possible.

When I entertain a new guy...... I don't bother leaving a condom out. If they want to use one - they will ask. At which time I typically say - I prefer to not use them. Are you OK with that? 50/50 chance. Buddy says no - he gets a blow job and bye bye. Buddy says nothing (typical)..... we fuck raw. Keeps it simple. You know what you want... raw. You don't necessarily know what he wants until ... it is time. It works for me. Almost 100% opt for raw.

Just hook-up, don't leave a condom out "as an option" or raise the topic yourself. Your mind is made-up, now he needs to step-up.

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.

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.

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!

2. I had been laying around my apartment naked, my cock half hard and leaking, my hole stretched tight around the plug still lodged inside it, for hours when my phone finally buzzed. Prove to me that you are still plugged boy – you have 1 one minute to reply. I snatched my phone and bent over, taking a photo of my plugged hole and sent it to the random text I had received. Good boy. Your first test was to prove you could take a thick cock. Your second task will be to prove your willingness to give up control. Your address has been given to a member of our club, at some point in the next few hours he will buzz your door. You will let him in, unlock your front door and be waiting ass up when he comes in. If you choose to not buzz him in your candidacy will be invalidated. Reply to this message that you understand. I understand and am waiting! I responded. My heart was in my chest reading those messages. I wasn’t sure how the man had gotten my address, I had no idea who he had given it to, and I had no idea when they were coming. I tried to distract myself. I turned on the tv. I put on some clothes and cleaned up. I read emails. I tried to read a book. No matter what I did I was still horribly conscious that I had a plug stuffed in my butt and a man I knew nothing about coming over to dump his load in me. I wasn’t sure if I was excited, horny, interested or scared. But my hole kept twitching and my cock kept leaking through the underwear I put on so I resolved to answer my door when the call came. But that took time, lots more time. An hour passed, and then two, I began to think that it was a prank, no one was coming. Then, right around three hours late, my buzzer went off. My heart thudded and my stomach dropped, my resolve faltered. Was I really going to do this? Was I going to let a complete stranger into my apartment knowing nothing about them and let them breed my ass. I shifted my weight a little in my seat and the plug jammed deeper into me. My hole ached, and I was hungry. Without another thought I got up, I pressed the buzzer and I unlocked my front door. Quickly stripped off my clothes, and knelt on my couch wearing nothing but my jock. With the plug firmly lodged in my ass I aimed my hole at the door and waited. I heard the door open and made to look over my shoulder to see who had just come in when a slightly raspy voice said “Eyes forward boy.” My head snapped back front. It didn’t sound like he got undressed but I distinctly heard him unzip his pants. The strangers hand suddenly touched my ass and pulled on the plug lodged in me. “Push that plug out cunt,” he said. He had a slight Southern lilt to his voice, and I began to imagine a man with weather beaten features, an untrimmed beard, a narrow but toned body, and treasure trail to die for. I pushed against the plug, trying to expel it from my ass. The widest part though was too thick to just force out and the stranger started to tug at it. He pulled bringing it just to the brink of popping out of my hole and then letting it snap back. My hole was screaming. It felt stretched more than it ever had been. I knew that it was becoming a slack cunt quickly with this treatment and I loved it. Without warning the stranger tugged the plug completely from my hole and slammed his cock in to replace it. The load I had taken earlier was the only lube I got and it made me moan and grunt. The stranger proceeded to fuck me hard and fast. This was about me proving I could give up control of my hole and nothing more. He pounded me hard, his cock long but thin stabbing deep inside me. I groaned and begged him for his load. I thanked him for fucking me. I whimpered in joy. After what could only have been five or so minutes he groaned loudly, bottomed out in my cunt and pumped his load into me. When he was done he pulled his cock out, rammed the plug back in, and left. I was sweaty, panting, and my cock was completely soft but covered in precum. I wanted more. The plug was laying on the couch next to me. I looked at it, thought about it for a moment, and then crammed it back in my leaking hole. It slid in easily this time and I sat down hard on the couch to cram it even deeper. I sat there for a few moments relishing the fullness when I heard my phone buzz on the table. Good job boy. You have passed the second stage. How do you feel. Slutty as fuck. Is that a feeling you are enjoying? Yes! That was so fucking hot. I never even saw who he was. Good. You’re doing great boy. You’ve shown your willingness to give up your hole to someone you clearly want, and to give up your hole in an anonymous situation. I bet you even shoved that plug back in your hole didn’t you? Yes! Well done. The next stage of your interview is about how well you take instruction. You are not to jerk off or cum until you are given permission. You will remained plugged at all times. And tomorrow you will clear your whole day to be available for the club.

I love drinking straight from the tap ,one day I just sat in a men's room ,head against one of 6 urinals but naked until a guy came in and used me instead of the porcelain urinal . i drank him dry ,he got hard and took his cum load as well it was so hot, I left with a hard on !

This was salvaged from bugshare.net, "Strictly Stories" ************************************************** I waited in the parking lot for almost a half hour trying to build up the courage to go into the bathhouse. I live in a flyover state, and wanting to escape my small town and 'take a walk on the wild side', when vacation time rolled around I booked a flight to L.A., rented a car and hotel room and made the trip out west. I had been chatting on-line with people so I knew where to find the baths. Did I have the courage to do this? Sweating and finding it hard to breath, I opened my bottle of poppers. I took two or three hits and felt that relaxing rush grab me. I opened the door to the car, got out, and walked towards the club. I felt the fool as I had never been to a club and so I wasn't sure what to do. I paid for a room, got my key and walked down to find the room. I undressed and wrapped a towel around my waist. I wandered around a bit. There were some good looking guys and some real trolls. My eyes were everywhere, crotches, porn movies flickering on screens. There were several open doors, but I didn't know the protocol. There were also several dark rooms, where I couldn't make out any shapes, but could hear the groans and moans of men having sex in there. I freaked. I went back to my room and sat on the bench trembling and breathing hard. Maybe, I should just jack off and go back to my hotel. Maybe this is too much, too fast. Then I heard a knock on the door. I realized that I had forgotten to lock it. I slowly opened the door and looked out. He was nice looking, not a Greek God, but not hideous either. I licked my lips and tried to find my voice. "Yes" He smiled and that made him more handsome. "Is this your first time in a club?" "Fuck, is it that obvious?" I said as I sat back down. "Only to everyone," he lightly laughed, and then asked "mind if I sit down?" Making sure my towel was wrapped tightly around me, I gestured 'Be my guest'. "Hi, I'm Steve," he said as he held out his hand to shake. "I'm Jerry." I took his hand. It was warm and slightly moist. The scene was more like we were friends sitting in a sauna and I relaxed a bit. Especially since Steve was making no overt moves on me. "Jerry, you need to relax, no one is going to hurt you here and you'll have a great time if you want it to. You just need a guide. Mind if I volunteer?" Steve scooted closer until his leg touched mine. “I’m going to my locker to get some things that will help you out for your first visit. Go ahead, watch the video, and lock the door. I’ll knock three times, so you’ll know it’s me.” Steve stood up and scooted away. I got up and locked the door like he suggested. I was watching a video of three guys having sex and was starting to get into it. Steve was taking a long time. I was lightly stroking my cock, when I heard the three knocks on the door. I unlocked it and opened it to see Steve standing there with a small gym bag. “Sorry, I took so long, I ran into some guys that I needed to talk to. I see that you’ve started without me.” He said with a shit-eating grin on his face. Steve closed the door, but made no move to lock it. Steve pulled out a pretty large dildo and proceeded to slather some KY on it. “I know that you’ve been fucked before, but you’ve got to loosen up. So, get out your poppers, sit on the dildo, and just relax. I’ll sit here and won’t touch you until you feel you’re ready. If you’ll trust me, I guarantee that you’ll never forget this night.” I looked at the dildo; it was long, real thick at the bottom with a suction cup base, and covered with ridges. It was larger than anything that had ever been up me before. Steve handed me the KY and told me to lube myself up. I was suddenly shy, when Steve leaned over and kissed me. He then went back to the gym bag and started to rummage around, while I put the lube on fingers and proceeded to rub some around my hole. He removed a zip lock baggy that had a fine white powder in it and dipped the tip of the dildo in it until the dildo was covered with white dust. “What’s that?” I asked. “It’s a powdered lube, it helps to loosen your ass and makes the dildo go in easier.” Steve replied. I had never heard of such a thing, but figured that Steve had more experience than I did. Steve licked the bottom suction cup of the dildo to get it wet and stuck it to the top of the vinyl bench. “Have a seat,” he suggested, patting the bench with his hand. “What the fuck am I doing?” I thought. Here I am in a club, watching a porn video, about to climb onto a dildo and fuck myself, while a person that I just met watches me? I had to really raise my ass to get it high enough to get onto the dildo. Steve held my bottle of poppers under my nose as I felt the tip of the dildo hit my ass. I felt myself relax and allowed the dildo to start to enter my ass, slowly opening me up. I started to pull off of it, but I found myself wanting more of it inside of me. I was moaning and groaning like a whore as I thought 'What was going on? Why the fuck do I feel so damn horny? Why does this dildo feel so good inside of me?'. I started to really fuck myself down on dildo, trying to shove it deeper inside of me. I wanted my hole opened up wide. Riding up and down deeper and harder, I couldn’t believe what I was feeling. I felt Steve’s hands on my shoulders and felt him push me down even harder on the dildo. I groaned, feeling myself open and get slick, but wanting even more. “Ready for the real thing?” Steve asked. “Yes.” I moaned, while still fucking myself on the dildo. My body was moving in automatic not under conscious control. Steve pushed me back and the suction from the dildo’s base let loose with an obscene sucking sound. Steve dipped the tip of his cock in the “powdered lube” and with a quick motion pulled the dildo out in one quick move. I could feel my ass slide out with the dildo and the cool air hit my opened hole. It wasn’t empty long as Steve grabbed my hips, pulled me back, and sunk his cock balls deep into me with one long push. Steve groaned at the heat of my ass gripping his cock and I grew hotter and more desperate to have him inside of me completely. I was meeting his hard thrusts with back thrusts of my own. This wasn’t lovemaking, this was fucking! Sweat was pouring off of Steve and dripping onto my chest, when I felt the change in his fucking pace. Longer, deeper, and harder strokes gave way to short violent pushes and trembles. “Take my load, you cunt,” Steve yelled out and I felt his cock try to shove out the top of my head as he started to cum inside of me. Steve continued to thrust into me as he was cumming. I was moaning and begging for his cum inside of me. Steve pulled out of me, quickly grabbed the dildo and shoved it back into me hard. Steve sat down by my head, his hand still working the dildo in and out of me. “Did you like that Jerry?” I was twitching all over the bench, sweating, breathing hard. I couldn’t get enough. I wanted more. “FUCK ME AGAIN!” Steve chuckled and said he had something better in mind. He rolled me over so I was face down on the bench with the dildo still hanging in my ass and walked over and opened the door. This was obviously what the “guys he had to talk to” were waiting for. Soon the room had lots of people in it and the dildo had been yanked out of my ass and been replaced by a hard cock. I didn’t care. I needed this! I wanted this! “FUCKING USE MY ASS! TAKE IT ALL!” I remember Steve getting something out of his bag and pressing it against my ass cheek, while this young college kid was tearing my ass up. I don’t know how many loads, I took that night, and I don’t care. I was at the club for hours. When I struggled into my clothes, my ass was dripping cum, I bundled up my underwear and tried to keep all the cum from pouring out of my fucked up ass. When I got back to the room, I was in a daze from being used so hard. I thought maybe a shower would clear my head. I was undressing and waiting for the water to heat up, when I noticed something in the mirror, a red mark about an inch and half high on my ass. I rubbed the fog off the mirror and fell to the floor in a heap when I saw it clearly. The mark was a biohazard sign. I guess that Steve was right. It was a night I’d never forget. One the upside, I’ve got a who new set of bugs to share with the other boys in my small town.

I went to one of my fave cruising restrooms to meet a guy who fucks me there regularly. while we were in the stall fucking(me naked bent over the toilet) a guy watched through the door crack. the guy fucking me opened the door n let him in so he came around to my head and let me suck his cock. the guy offered him my ass but he declined by saying "this boy takes a little too much raw cock for me to fuck him raw and I know he's bareback only.i don't wanna catch anything, but I know he gives good head"so I just sucked him while the other guy fucked me. he told me "don't swallow his load right away when he cums.keep it in your mouth. so when he shot his load in my mouth I held it there (really big load) then he told the guy "watch this" then pulled his cock out of me n told me to spit half of it on his cock then fucked it into me for a few seconds then get down on my hands n knees and spit the rest of it on his boot. then he told me to lick it off his boot so I licked it clean. then he got me right over the toilet on all fours and shoved his cock back in me and held my head over the toilet and told the guy to piss on my head.the guy pissed A LOT while he finished using my ass then he told me to stay like that while he pissed on me too.except he didn't just piss on my head.he pissed all over mess by the time he was done I was soaked and there was piss all over the floor where I was kneeling.then they were both gone

If you have a gathering of tops you'd have a massive amount of hormones and hard-ons, so maybe call it a "rage" of tops. If you have a group of insatiably hungry butt-boys, I think that might be a "greed" of bottoms. A group of guys into oral would definitely be a "swallow". Now I'm trying to come up with names for a group of drag queens, ABDL diaper boys, and a few other fetishes.

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.

no reason to refuse

I'm sure I must have been hypnotized at an early age. It's the only explanation for the raunchy things I've done -- I certainly wouldn't do them of my own free will ... would I? 😉

I mean, really. Truly. I've ended up with way more guys choking and puking on my dick than I've had occasion to fuck a dirty pig hole. Or what we like to refer to Down South as, ''not date ready" I mean, Shit... it ain't no big damn deal. Wotcha gonna do? Stop!?!? Hell no. Just keep poundin that hole out until you get your nut, and wipe your dick off on his curtains. Easy fuckin breezy, man.

Under no circumstance should you offer a condom to him if you want to fuck bare. Years ago, a fuckbuddy put one on because he thought I wanted him to wear one because I was cheating on a boyfriend at the time. I misinterpreted this to mean he wanted to use condoms, so even after I broke up with that bf a few weeks later, we kept using condoms because each of us thought the other wanted to use them. We fucked covered for over a year with both of us wanting bare but thinking the other was against it.

Went to east side club last night and got a room. I stripped to my jock and then opened the door to start showing off the goods. I cruised this muscle daddy with a nice fat cock and deep throated him with my ass in the air with my door open. A silver daddy decided to join us and started to tongue fuck my ass deep. Just as the silver daddy penetrated my ass the muscle dad shot his load down my throat. Suddenly I heard the attendant say “keep the door closed or you’ll be kicked out”. That scared off the silver dad and I never got his load. Next I cruised cruised a 6’4” 300lb African American muscle bear with a fat 8” cock. I sucked on his massive pecks then worked my way down to his hot cock. After working his cock a while he pulled me up and said “I want to breed your ass”. I bent over and he pinned me down and tore into my hole. He flipped me over to my back and pounded me even deeper. I could see in his face he was getting close when he suddenly thrust deep pinning me down and making out with me while groaning. He held his cock in me for a while then I sucked his cock clean. After relaxing for a bit I picked up a young fit silver daddy with a 7.5” thick dick. I worked his cock and balls with my mouth for a while switching from deep throating him to sucking his balls. He asked if I had a condom and I told him I only play raw. He said he plays safe only and I told him that I could still blow him. I continued to blow him when he flipped me around and shoved his raw cock in my ass and shot his load, then just got up and left. Shortly after, a 5’2” Hispanic guy guy cruised me. He dropped his towel revealing a massive 9.5” uncut cock with copious foreskin. I began sucking on his cock playing with his meaty foreskin then began deep throating him. He told me to get my ass up in the air, so I bent forward and took a big whiff of poppers. He began aggressively eating my hole, thrusting deep with his tongue. He asked if I had loads in my ass. I told him a did and he said “you’re gonna love my load, puta”. He started fucking me hard, rough, and deep saying “take it, puta”. He switched back to eating my ass and told me to push out my ass juices. I pushed my ass out and he slurped up the cum dripping from my ass. He shoved his cock back in my ass and started fucking hard. I could feel his pace picking up then he grunted “Yeah, puta, take my poz load”. When he finished pounding his load in my hole I sucked his cock for a while till he shot a second load down my throat. As the Hispanic guy was leaving, a regular bathhouse fuck buddy was walking past and asked if he could join me. I started sucking his cock while he played with my cummy hole. He started fucking me and asked how many loads I had. I told him I had three in my ass and 2 down my throat. He pounded me hard and deep telling me how great my cum hole felt. I could feel him tense up as he shot his load deep in me. He then flipped me over and began deepthroating my cock, sucking till I shot my load straight down his throat. Having shot my load, I felt satisfied and decided to end my night. Looking forward to returning soon.

Blushing furiously, I turned and knelt on the cushions, my bum cheeks spreading as I knelt. Grandpa got off the sofa, knelt behind me and sighed happily as his cock slid into my hole which was still wet with cum. "Enjoying that, Harry?" My mother said as she watched him fuck me. Grandad just laughed "Oohh..ooh yeah." He grunted. "What time is it?" "About 11, I think." She replied. It was bizarre. There I was being buggered by my own grandfather as my mother watched, and all they could talk about was the time! "Best hurry up...oof..then " Grunted Grandad as his cock stiffened inside me " They'll be here soon....ahhh..here it comes you little bastard!" Then he slumped heavily on my back and I felt his cock throb and throb as it filled me with his dirty cum again. After a while, he got off me and I turned round as he wiped his cock clean and saw mum grinning. "W,,who's coming?" I asked. "Some friends," She said. "Well clients, I suppose." They both laughed and Grandpa said. "She's talking about the guys down at the hostel." I remembered Mum volunteered at a men's hostel by the docks where tramps and homeless guys could get a meal or maybe a bed. I had been there once or twice and shuddered at the memory of old, smelly men, many with untreated STI's shuffling around the line for the soup. "They..they're coming here?" I gasped. " What for?" They smiled at each other. "Poor things don't get much..you know..they don't get to have sex often." Mum said. " I know what a dirty little slut you've become, Timmy, so I said they could come round and use your bottom to get some relief." I blushed and shuddered with shame. How had it come to this? They were going to pimp me out, and even now the old trolls from the hostel were probably on their way! "You won't need to clean up!" Laughed Grandad. "Most of them haven't washed in a while. I'm gonna enjoy seeing them mounting you!" What could I do? Even as they spoke, my cock had stiffened with the filthiness of what was happening to me. They noticed it and my mother said. "Thought so! Dirty boy. Right, get in my room face down on the bed. I'll be in shortly with some lube. Go on!" With that, I got off the sofa, aware of my erection swaying in front of me. My mother had thoughtfully covered her bed with towels to protect the sheets. I lay face down and waited. After a few minutes, I heard the doorbell and then a gaggle of voices and laughter in the hall way. The bedroom door opened, and Mum came in with a tube of lube. "They're here. Spread your cheeks." Blushing, I reached back and spread my cheeks and she gently rubbed plenty of lube in and over my arsehole. "Good," She said, ruffling my hair. "Nice and loose. Now be a good boy and let them do you. Grandad will be around to make sure they behave." With that she was gone, and I heard many heavy footseps on the stairs.....

I just took a couple loads in a public restroom from a couple who said they fucked me at the bathhouse. they emailed me to meet them in a public restroom stall on campus. they had me wait for them naked in the handicap stall with my hole prelubed then while I waited they came n knocked on my door n said "open up cumdump" so I put on my blindfold, unlocked the door then turned around n bent over with my hands against the wall and only one of them came in the stall.came around to my head n got me to suck his cock while fingering me(nice big fat one) he sounded black.asked me if that was cum in my pussy n how many guys already fucked me today (3) then fucked me while his buddy watched from the next stall.blew his load in me then said "you are gonna love my buddies dick bitch"n they switched.the second guys cock wasn't long but was VERY thick.like as thick as my wrist.he was right I did love it.also love that his buddy said "damn babygirl taking it easy.that pussys got experience"that guy only lasted about a minute but I could really feel that thick cok pulse in my ass when he came.after he pulled out I heard a big glop of cum drop out of my ass.the guy laughed and said damn that's hot.the other guy said "I wanna see him lick it up.lemme come down there n watch"so I got down on all 4s and he opened the door so they could both watch me lick the cum they blew in my ass off the dirty restroom floor.it was actually a pretty big glop of cum and I'm fairly sure they took pictures or video of me doing it.then they were gone and I was naked in a public restroom jerking off and jamming my left hand up my ass filled with strangers loads and with the taste of the cum that dripped out of me in my mouth after I licked it off the floor.i wished daddy could see his faggot whore "son" being such a trash whore

A couple weeks ago, a young married guy that was really shy the 1st time he stopped by and said it was his 1st, and wanted to try since he'd been desperate and his wife hadn't been doing anything for him, HIT ME UP again... https://assets.s3xstatic.com/bz/uploads/emoticons/default_wink.png He touted that this time, it woudnt be so quick and he'd be able to cum a couple times... That being said I was determined to make him cum juuuust as quick... lol.... Welllllll, like the 1st time as soon as I put my mouth around the head of his cock, I could feel the little spasms and pulse and tasted precum... so I vigorously deep throated his cock and started squeezing the head of his cock with the back of my throat.... BAM!!!! Instantly he started cumming and already... he's words... "dammmm, dam... I thought it'd last longer this time!!!" He left asking if he could stop by again... https://assets.s3xstatic.com/bz/uploads/emoticons/default_wink.png

I would say don't do it but did you do it? any update? My bf converted me. He was undetectable and I was on prep. One day, we have decided to stop the pill and we started to make love every night, lol it was like trying to get impregnated. Finally, one day i had a flu. I remember he got so excited and fucked me when i was sick, added another poz load into my body.

I was passing through the Atlanta Airport in the early nineties and saw a very good looking straight man( Invision Armie Hamner with dark hair)buy a penthouse magazine from the newsstand. I followed him to the men's room knowing he was gonna look at his girlie mag and jerk off. Sure enough I was right as he went into a stall and proceeded to beat his meat. Without him knowing, I peaked over the divider as I stood on the toilet. He had the prettiest dick with a large mushroom head! What I would have done to taste that cock of masculinity. He jizzed on the toilet seat trying to aim for the bowl while holding his dirty magazine. He quickly cleaned his manhood, grabbed his carryon bag, and took off. I instinctively left my stall went into his vacant stall and proceeded to jerk off as I licked the toilet seat!....His babybatter was still warm! I had never done anything like that before in my young man's life but, I just gave in to the craving....Later as I could still taste his seed on my tongue and feeling a little guilty, I passed a gate and saw him seating with his girl....I wondered if his pistol was still leaking his discharged semen and where did that porn mag go?

the better question is who DOESN'T eat the cum they find on the floors, seats and walls in public restrooms, porntheatres and bathhouses? I always have since the first time I saw cum all over a restroom toilet seat in grade 8. but if I find the cum in a used condom it goes straight up my ass

bi white masc 8c TOP here, 41yo, richmond, VA.....neg/bug free....verbal DOM.....looking if online like today but hit me up if you in richmond area

I love it. It's just sad the story seems to have ended here

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I completely get off on cheating. At times I think he suspects but don’t ask, don’t tell is a well practiced approach. I hide the evidence, usually. My partner does at times like to eat my hole when we jacks off. I have a nasty mouth and love to talk so it’s the only time I can say “eat those loads out of my ass” and he kind of gets into it. A couple of times I wasn’t kidding and he never knew. Then he says something like, that was so disgusting what you said. Nothing is off limits now.

Part 3 There really is such a thing as a person who was born to be used for sex. Before I had my Faggot, I had always assumed that if I wanted to sell someone's body, I'd have to coerce them and control them through violence. To wipe away a person's entire identity and turn them into an object for gratifying men isn't easy - there's a lot of planning and a wide variety of illegal tasks that need to happen. Faggot, however, was always a bad boy at heart. He had been living with me for only a week, and sometimes I almost find myself having a soft spot for the kid when I see how much he truly enjoys being a whore. Of course, I didn't want to go too crazy on the kid. The past 3 days he spent resting heavily, coming back out of his comedown, eating, working out, and working out some more. I had to keep the boy healthy and functional. Since he didn't have a phone or anything and I couldn't really leave him unattended for long, he accompanied me on a few drug runs. I put in some applications for him to become a stripper (unfortunately they rarely hired twinks) and a few part-time jobs at any adult theater, sex shop, or bathhouse in the area. I had to milk him for every cent I could make from him, keep him busy, and find him a job that would help him scope out new clients, clients that are willing to pay for sex. I was going to make sure he had some routine. The first 3 days he was with me, though, I was going to make sure he started his new life with a bang. Before we did anything crazy, I had to cover my bases. In order to make it seem like he ran away, I had him go home the first day to collect his possessions when his parents were away at work and leave a handwritten note while I waited in my van two blocks down. I also had him withdraw everything from his savings account and pawn whatever he could from his possessions. The rest I burned in the trash. He had about enough to pay for some decent drug weight even after I pocketed some - it was all his to use, and it would definitely last him a while. Then I had him put on a hat and sunglasses in case we got spotted. Faggot was surprisingly eager, even getting excited to withdraw all his savings knowing what it was going towards. He just wanted to get all that stuff over with so we could go back to my place. As we drove in the van, we barely spoke. I made a point of talking to him only when necessary. The boy, however, was noisy as fuck. "I'm horny - what are you going to do to me - what if my parents catch us - I have to pee - when are we going to pick up the T..." 18 year-old twinks are like that. I either ignored him or offered one-word responses. He eventually quieted down, giving into the sexual tension. He couldn't keep his eyes off my bulging muscles, outlined by my extremely tight black wife-beater and skinny jeans. It's pretty much the only outfit I wear if I have to have clothes on. I parked the van halfway on the sidewalk because the street was too narrow to actually allow street parking. Faggot motioned to exit the car, and I pulled him back by his hair. I dragged his head next to my face so that my hot breath steamed up his cheek. "Listen, Faggot. I let you out on your own before because I couldn't be seen, but from now on, you do not exit the vehicle until I open the door for you. Don't worry. You won't forget, because the next time you ride in this van, you'll be in the back and I'll have you handcuffed with your leash tied to my head cushion. You won't be able to leave until I remove your restraints. If you make any attempt to escape, you won't get far, and when I catch you, you're gonna wish you were dead. You understand?" "Y-yes, sir," he said, trembling. "I won't try to run." I hopped out of the vehicle and went over to the passenger's side, and opened the door. I looked around, then beckoned him out. The second we walked through the door, I back-handed him with all my strength. He emitted a high-pitched yelp as the force of my slap knocked him to the ground. I stepped on him so that he couldn't get up, then menacingly, I growled, "The next time we take a ride, you shut the fuck up or I'll duct tape your mouth." I relished in the fear and surprise on his face. He was now afraid of me. I released my foot. Then in one sweeping motion, I pulled him to his feet by his tight little shirt, shoved him into the cave, undressed him save for his jockstrap, and chained him to the pipe before heading back out to unload the van of our haul, which included provisions as well as faves. Another obstacle I faced was actually finding clients to pay for him. With so many sluts out there fucking and getting fucked for free, it was hard to justify charging much for his body. Additionally, it was hard as hell advertising something you can't legally advertise. Thankfully I had enough power by word-of-mouth. My "business" afforded me a sizable network over the years. One of these connections was the owner of a Motel 6 outside of town, where I'd often stay for my deals. His name was Henry and was a rare latino manager who bought the motel from its previous ownership. I stayed there often mostly because it was one of the very few non-Indian-owned motels. While Indian managers are professional and mind their own business, they're often family-owned and would never engage in the debauchery of their room guests. Henry was different and is every bit a corrupt motherfucker as I am. Henry was older than me, actually, at 38, but with his shaven face, signature snapback, and rotation of T-shirts, jeans, and basketball shorts, he easily looked a decade younger. His arms, chest, sides, neck, and calves were covered in tattoos, and he wasn't as big as me, but standing at 5'11" and heavily toned, he definitely looked strong and somewhat intimidating. In exchange for some T and G, Henry always gave me a room on the house. He also had an under-the-table agreement with Officer Marino, an aggressive, 6'7", chiseled, no-nonsense cop with a buzzed head and muscles that even put mine to shame. The man looks like a human-sized hulk, and even his uniform, which is probably the largest size, can barely contain his humongous muscle. He had the most square jaw of anyone I'd ever seen and veins popping out of his neck. The man was never seen smiling. Marino loved his authority and wielded it like an asshole. He only had one problem: he had a serious sex addiction that he hides from his girlfriend and the rest of the force. Henry was happy to feed into that in order to ensure Marino kept any shady shit we did out of mind and out of sight. Prostitutes frequently stayed at the motel, and Henry could easily pick them out. He'd then notify Marino which rooms they were staying in, and he'd go in and threaten to arrest them unless they'd let him fuck them. He also paid Marino part of the proceeds from the women's room revenue and gave him a free room whenever he needed if he had a girl he wanted to fuck off-duty and needed a spot. Marino's girlfriend is a 21 year-old bombshell with daddy issues, always had her hair blown out, had huge fake tits that Marino paid for, and boasted an hourglass figure. She had obviously chosen the hyper-masculine 40 year-old Marino due to said daddy issues. According to Henry, Marino fucked her at least several times a day, but it wasn't enough to sustain his addiction, and he'd need to visit the motel an additional 3 or 4 times for a quick pump and dump. Marino worked the night shift (naturally), so he was off during the day. Perfect, since it was around 3PM, and Henry and Marino would happen to be my first clients for Faggot. Henry was excited as fuck when i told him about the boy and even offered to advertise my "escort agency" at his motel, especially if I was willing to do house calls at the motel. Of course, he had to try the product first. I'd let him try it on the house for helping me advertise. I had to bargain with Marino. A deeply closeted bisexual who picks up young twinks off grindr all the time to brutalize at the motel, Marino maintains that the boys are sluttier and free, and if he needs to get off and nothing is available, he'd settle for it. He reminded me that if I charged him, he'd come back and arrest me. I reminded him that we had plenty of dirt on him as well. More than enough for him to be discharged from the force. I promised him that this would be a better fuck than the average whore at the motel. He reluctantly agreed to pay me $25. Prompt as all hell, Marino showed up first at 3:25, 5 minutes before I told him to come. I had just finished shaving and douching Faggot, who now sat on the mattress in the cave waiting as I prepped his point. I open the door for Marino, who is also wearing a hat (backwards, of course) and sunglasses. His shirt was so tight around his chest, I couldn't even imagine how he got it on his body. Underneath, he wore baggy jeans and designer sneakers. I could smell Axe Cologne off of him as soon as I opened the door. We didn't greet each other, being two men with no kinship whatsoever. He unceremoniously popped his wallet open and handed me a 20 and a 5, and I led him to the cave. He stood at the door, just staring at Faggot. The blond boy, tan skin perfectly smooth and glistening from being coated in baby oil, looked up at him timidly with those bright blue eyes. Without acknowledging him, Marino started rubbing his crotch through his jeans. "Want some T?" I offered. "Can't. Drug test," he said tersely. "Ah...right. Viagra?" "Don't need it." All he did was undo his belt and unzip his jeans. No underwear underneath. A beautiful 8" tool with a giant head surfaced, and it was already hard as a rock. Marino is like me. He gets ridiculous boners from nothing, even if he came several times that day. He strode over to Faggot, slowly stroking his cock, looking down at him expectantly. He saw the leash that chained him to the pipe, and for the first time, I saw a smirk on his face. "Nice," he muttered under his breath. He ran a giant hand through Faggot's soft golden spikes. I pulled a ready point from the hot water cup. "You really gonna do that while I'm here?" Marino asked. He was being serious. "Actually," I said with an evil grin. "I was thinking you could help me. You're wearing a belt. Can we borrow it?" Marino hesitated, not knowing how to react. He looked at me, then looked at the boy, who was gazing wantonly at the point, scared that I wouldn't give it to him and also scared that I would. This was a new chapter for him. I wasn't going to make this the norm for him, but I decided that he should get a point for special occasions or as a treat. Today, he made me my first $25, which is almost nothing compared to each of the deliveries I made, but it was his christening. Marino surprised me by picking his belt up from the floor and tying it around Faggot's bicep. I walked over and sat on Faggot's side, found a good plump vein, and slid the needle in. He flinched just ever so slightly. I drew a flash of blood. "Does it hurt?" I asked. He shook his head. Then, I slowly plunged the contents of the syringe into his veins. Marino tried to mask his fascination, but he watched intently. As I pushed the plunger, he asked, "So what am I not allowed to do to him?" "Just don't seriously harm him," I offered. "If it goes too far, I'll stop you. But don't hold back." I pulled the point out, tossed it on the floor, swabbed him with alcohol, and raised Faggot's arm over his head. The boy's pupils became huge and went out of focus and out of sync. His eyes bulged as he coughed his whole chest away. I saw his jaw chatter even, and a whole shiver went through his body. It was a strange sight seeing such an archetypical tan, blond beauty cracked out of his whole mind. Before he could even fully recover, Marino had suddenly grabbed him by the throat and slapped him so hard across the face I was shocked a tooth didn't fly out given the man's sheer strength. "AHHOOW!" the boy managed to holler. He gasped, choking for breath, but before he could catch it, a man literally twice his size was over him, tossing him on his stomach and then pulling him up on all fours. I had coated Faggot's hole with vaseline and baby oil to prepare him. Almost fully clothed still, Marino covered Faggot's body almost completely with his, one arm grabbing him roughly by the face, the other hand groping him furiously, flicking his nipples, slapping and spanking him. From my view, I could only see his distressed and tweaked face and his legs splayed out in between Marino's jeans. Meanwhile, his dick was already pushing against his hole hard. I thought he was going to make Faggot gag on his dick, but he was so eager to fuck that he just skipped straight to it. Finally, the head popped in, and Faggot screamed so loudly and savagely you would've thought that Marino had been bludgeoning him with a hammer. Tears instantly brimmed in his eyes. Without skipping a beat, I unscrewed the poppers and put it to his nose, holding his nostrils for him. "Sniff as hard as you can," I commanded. "Daddy.... Daddy, it's too big," the boy feebly whimpered, snot and tears dripping from his face, but I ignored him and just kept making him whiff. Left, right, left, right, as deep as he can inhale. Marino had the courtesy to stay buried in him without moving, let his newly poppered-up hole start to relax and adjust to his dick. I then passed the poppers to Marino, who didn't decline this time. He felt like maybe it was a good time for it, and he took two decent whiffs before handing it off to me. As soon as he was done, he exploded into the most savage fucking I've ever seen. The giant hunk of brutal, merciless muscle pounded into the small boy as fast as a pogo stick, each impact so hard it made a thunderclap. "AH-AH-AH-AH-AH-AH-URGHHGURHGH!" Faggot howled, his screams of surprise and momentary pain muffled by Marino's beefy fingers jamming down his throat. To think that this man was a sex addict was truly frightening. It was hard to even wrap my head around how many unfortunate twinks and whores he's devastated. I don't know how his girlfriend ever looks presentable the way he probably fucks her. This also marked the first time I ever saw Marino smile. A cold, sadistic smirk was plastered on his face as he fucked Faggot. He looked over at me sitting against the wall just watching, and his smirk widened to a grin. I grinned back. That's right. I wasn't going to stop him, and he realized that the delicate boy he's manhandling and fucking senseless is completely helpless and at his mercy. He loved making Faggot feel powerless, his hold on the boy so firm that he could barely even move his arms and legs. The room echoed with the sounds of Faggot's gagged and gargled screams and the loud SMACK SMACK SMACK of Marino's balls as he hammered without restraint. The more Faggot cried out, the more brutal Marino tried to be. At one point, the man raised his leg and stamped his boot down on Faggot's head, grinding his face into the mattress while he took his belt and lashed his ass, all the while fucking him like a rabbit. "MMMMMMMMMMMMMFFF!" Faggot tried to scream. One teary blue eye was barely visible, looking desperately around for help. "YEAAAHHA!" Marino responded, laughing as he tried to whip the boy even harder. "TAKE IT YOU STUPID, USELESS FAGGOT!" I approached, crouching down by the boy so that i could whisper in his ear. "Now you know what it means to be my whore, boy. Not even the police are going to be here to help you. This man is a cop and is gonna make sure no one stops me from selling you. This is just the beginning." Marino suddenly pulled out, causing Faggot to cry out in surprise as his giant dickhead popped out of his tight hole. He stepped off of his face, grabbed him by his leash, and yanked him roughly back, choking the boy. "This isn't enough for this faggot," Marino said, again in all seriousness. "You're right," I agreed. I whipped out my own cock, which was already hard from watching Marino use him. I looked down at the boy, who looked back up at me in tears of disbelief. He was so spun he was sweating profusely from the unbelievably overwhelming sex, and his eyes looked glassy from shock and dizziness. It was clear the point and the poppers made him lose control of his senses, and his body didn't even know how to react to the sudden onslought on his cunt. His hair was in disarray, being pulled in different directions by Marino and dripping beads of sweat onto his face. I harshly spit on him, smacking him across the nose and cheek. Faggot whimpered. Marino roughly shoved his sausage fingers into Faggot's mouth and pried it wide open. I then shoved my dick in, causing him to gag. I pulled out, drool and splutter flying everywhere. Then I thrust back in while Marino pushed his head onto my dick. Faggot gagged to the point of almost throwing up, but he had nothing to hurl. Hand still firmly clutching him by the hair, Marino got on his knees behind Faggot and slid right into his open pussy. A feeble gargled scream erupted from Faggot, drool bubbling and foaming at the corners of his mouth around my cock. He looked so sexy, his bright blue eyes all begging and tweaked out with a cock in his mouth and a giant man fucking him so hard from behind his little feet bounced on the mattress. The mattress springs screeched from the fucking. While it felt like an eternity for the boy, it had only been 25 total minutes of fucking before Marino pulled out and shoved into him with purpose, his body trembling. "Ahhh," he sighed with relief, relishing the heavenly feeling of his orgasm as it squirted inside Faggot, eliciting one final whimper. Then the room fell to a peaceful silent. When he pulled out, a splash of thick white cum oozed out, dripping down Faggot's taint and balls. The man was fertile as fuck to have cum that much when I know he's already came several times that day. Without a word, Marino zipped his fly, put his belt back on, and left, leaving the boy hardly recognizable from when he first came through the door. I looked down at Faggot, who was limp, and was surprised to see a satisfied smile form around on the boy's face, which went from anguished and tortured to grateful in seconds. "That was... Fuckk... Ermem... More. I like him," he slurred in his boyish squeak, still fucked up and his mouth barely functional from all the gagging and cock-sucking. I grabbed one ankle and spread his legs wide open. I spit on his used cunt and slid my iron-hard cock right in to the hilt, as deep as I can until I was sure it was fully buried. "Agghh!" he cried from surprise, and I grinned to myself as I saw the wasted little angel gasp with pleasure and a hint of pain. I decided I was going to fuck him until Henry showed up so that he wouldn't get a break. I loved hearing him moan and scream from getting fucked, and I snickered to myself that it was going to become white noise to me soon with how much I'm gonna get this Faggot fucked. Determined to not let Marino outdo me fucking my own boy, I flipped him onto his back and tore his legs almost into a split apart. Then I plunged in as hard as I could, causing him to gasp and yelp. "Daddy's going to really ruin you today, you filthy whore," I said, spitting on him as I tugged hard on his leash, choking him. I punch fucked him, pulling all the way out and slamming back in. While I did that, I twisted his nipple with one hand while I slapped him repeatedly with the other. "YOU LIKE THAT, FAGGOT?" "Y-" SMACK! "I ASKED YOU IF YOU LIKE MY DICK RIPPING YOUR SLOPPY LITTLE CUNT, YOU WHORE!" I roared, smacking him with a backhand this time. "YES, S-" SMACK! Everytime he opened his mouth, I smacked him. Seeing his boyish face tattered and red from my palm while his legs and feet flailed wildly around me as I pounded him turned me on even more. I was so aroused my dick went into overdrive and I knew right away I was close. "ARRR, FUCK BOY! I'M GONNA NUT IN YOU!" I bellowed. I grabbed his shoulders to shove him even further into me as I felt it come up, warm and sensitive, and then erupt for 10 seconds straight, ropes and ropes of cum inside his breeding hole. Part 4 coming soon

This is truly a very hot story for sure. To me it just confirms how after taking that first poz load even though he did not know it was poz just makes a guy want to keep taking poz loads and how easy it is to do it more once a guy gets that first poz load in him.

Oral is not necessary before anal sex but it is necessary After anal sex. Clean my Stick

1. Bill 2. 66 3. Conversion party with multiple toxic tops. No blood slams or hard drugs 4. Spin the wheel

If you look at ALL of your infractions, you have 5 points from one you got in 2012 long before I was a moderator. Under the old forum software, points decayed over time. You still have one lingering from that 5 points long ago. Your total is 5+3 +5 - 4 that decayed over time. Moderator's don't total your points, the forum software does it automatically. At the risk of being accused of being on a power trip again, publicly bitching about your infractions will get you another one, so you need to cool that here. If you feel like you were treated unfairly, message the moderator who gave you the points to talk about it. Several people have convinced me to lessen or remove their infractions because of something I overlooked. If you feel I or any other moderator is being unfair to you, I encourage you to appeal to rawTOP directly. He is the final authority on the site, and he is the one who decided how many points each infraction is worth.

I was probably 8 or 9, I don't remember the exact age. A neighbor boy who I had a crush on showed me an enema nozzle when I was at his house one day and told me his mother would put it in his butt. The power of suggestion. I knew we had one at home, so that was the first thing to go in, after that just about anything...especially as I got older as a young teen. I didn't have my first cock till I was 27 though. I was very religious and only fantasized with objects. I never thought of my ass as a "pussy" though until I was much older and some tops started calling it that, a whole different type of turn on when I hear that because I guess in my mind a pussy is for fucking while an ass is being re-puposed (so to speak). The turn on for me when a top calls my hole a "cunt" or "pussy" is that there is no doubt in his mind what it's for.

Chapter II. I backed away from my boy as he disappeared into the darkest corner of the basement dark room. He was well-lubed and stretched out from taking three fresh loads, one of which was POZ. Knowing that I had helped fuck those loads deeper into his hole kept my cock hard. I felt parched and needed a rest, so I headed back upstairs to the bar, knowing my man was in the basement getting fucked. Raw. Taking cum. I headed up the stairs and sat on a barstool. The bartender gave me a smile, and poured a beer for me. I gulped it down. He smiled at me and asked "Are you and your boyfriend having fun?" I nodded, grinning wildly. "Mind if I fuck your boy?" I assented without any hesitation. The bartender made a quick round making sure the other patron each had a full glass, and then he stepped out from behind the bar, brushed behind me, grazing my ass, and slipping his hand into my pants. I shivered. He gave a gesture towards the stairs and without hesitation I followed him back down into the darkness. He grabbed my hand and led me through a maze of bodies and hallways. My boy was laying on his back on a bench in the middle of the room. There was just enough light to recognize him, even if he was surrounded by four or five guys who were jerking off, and he had a huge cock down his mouth, a cock in each of his hands, and a final cock was planted deep in his ass. The top fucking him was holding my boy's legs high so he could really pound hole. I watched as the top’s ass flexed and jiggled. He was a hot guy, and his ass was a little saggy, slamming with each thrust. He threw his head back and grunted as he shot his load. I knew there was little chance that he was wearing a condom. When he pulled out, the bartender knelt down and sucked his big slimy uncut cock clean. The top stood to the side so the bartender to could take his place. I recognized him as our tour guide, a tall beefy Nordic-looking blond. He smiled at me as he shook his cock. My eyes were drawn from his face down to that glistening cock. Even in the dimness of the room I could see the tattoo of a biohazard symbol which surrounded his navel. But his enormous cock really caught my eye as it was still hard. He put his arm around me and reached for my cock, first rubbing it over my jeans, and then slipping his hand inside. I unbuttoned them for him and he whipped my dick out. He whispered "If you guys are into this scene, I could organize some extra fun after the rest of our group goes back to the hotel each night." I nodded instantly. The bartender had started slapping his cock against my boy’s sloppy hole. He turned to me and reached out for my hand, leading it to his mouth. He spat into my hand and then placed my hand on his cock, so naturally I jerked him a bit, lubing him up. Then, when he felt himself to be sufficiently slick, he leaned forward and I shimmied his dick around a bit, helping him ease himself into my boy’s ass. Raw, of course. He started pounding my boy’s ass and my boy moaned in pleasure, even with the cock in his throat. My boy was in heaving in pleasure, having released his inner pig and taking loads from strangers. The crowd cheered on the bartender in a cacophony of languages. His pace picked up as he got close to cumming. His eyes locked on me as he shot his load, breeding my boy. He pumped a few times, caught his breath, and pulled out, his cock glistening, slimy with foam, his pubes matted with cum. With his sloppy dick hanging out, he grabbed my hand, leading me, and the POZ tour guide out of the room. I turned my head to see a thin scrawny guy mounting my boy. The guys led me to a cabinet with a hole in the wall. I knew what a gloryhole was, and seeing my boy taking that cum without regard to status or even knowing their names made me so horny I knew I was up for more anonymous play. The bartender didn’t ask, rather he told me, ‘You’re gonna clean off my cock.’ He disappeared and a few seconds later, his sloppy cock came through the hole. I bent forward and started licking. Gobs of cum slid down my tongue and into my throat. I nearly gagged as I felt my pants being pulled down to my ankles. I pulled off of the bartender’s cock to see the POZ tour guide leering at me. His mammoth cock was still out, and hard, oozing precum. I shook my head no, since I only rarely bottom, and had never taking a cock as big as his, certainly not raw, and certainly not POZ. He nodded ‘yes,’ and knelt down behind me, spreading my cheeks. I knew he was going to loosen me up with his tongue, and I’d eventually take his cock, and his seed. I relaxed into his scruffy face, feeling tingles as his stubbly grazed my tender ass. I went back to nursing the bartender’s cock, still hard, and still slimy. I guzzled down the cum on his cock, savoring the flavor of my boy’s ass juices and the cum of uncounted guys. After a couple of minutes the bartender’s cock swelled-up, and I felt his balls jerk against my chin, so I knew he was about to cum. I made the move to pull away so he could shoot on my face, but the tour guide held my head in place, the bartender skull-fucked me as the tour guide stood up and slapped his cock against my ass, sliding in surprisingly easily, balls-deep. Just as the tour guide hit home, the bartender started shooting into my throat. I gagged as my mouth filled with his cum, unable to swallow fast enough. His cum actually bubbled out of my mouth and onto my chin. A thought flashed across my mind: for the first time I was filled with dick from both ends, but I didn't dwell on the thought as the tour guide released my head, swiped some of the bartender’s fresh cum onto his fingers, withdrew his cock from my hole only to slide his cummy fingers into me. I groaned in frustration as the bartender stepped away from the glory hole. But my disappointment was short lived as a new cock appeared in the glory hole. It was not particularly big, but it was beautiful. The guy pulled his foreskin back and I dove onto it. The tour guide replaced his slimy fingers with his bare cock and slid back into me, balls deep. He didn't fuck, but seemed to just stand there, his dick flexing as I swallowed down the new cock, which I slurped until the guy in my mouth came. This time I didn’t try to pull off. I did, however, notice that my ass felt full, warm, and wet, and unbidden the tour guide patted my shoulder saying "Good boy." I turned my head back to the tour guide, my guts still full of his hard dick. I shuddered and said to him "You can fuck me." "Why? What do you want," he asked. "I want you to cum in me," I replied, quivering in excitement and frustration. "I already have," he explained, withdrawing his cock from my ass, only to kneel behind me, slurping out what I now realized was cum. When he had gathered a fair amount of cum into his mouth, he stood me up and kissed me, forcing his seed into my mouth. Three loads in my mouth, and one in my ass. I heard a chuckle, and saw my boy, naked, covered in sweat, cum matted in his hair, clapping. He embraced me as the tour guide licked the stray dribbles of cum off of my face. I pulled my shirt down and my pants up as my boy went to look for his clothes. We met up upstairs and the bartender gave the three of us a final beer, this one on the house. We took a cab back to the hotel with the tour guide, fondling each another the whole way. I was hoping that the tour guide would follow us back to our room for some more fun, but he told us to rest. We had to get some sleep, and be up early. The following morning we would hop on a bus to Prague. He told us he could arrange for some extra special fun there. We nodded and went back to our room. We collapsed into a sticky tangle in bed. He told me he didn’t know how many loads he had taken, and I told him about sucking cock at the glory hole. I topped him as he told me about feeling released, and of course I bred him. It felt so different breeding him with all of that cum inside him. I lay on my back and let him top me for the first time. He fucked me, telling me how hot it was watching the POZ guy tell me he had cum inside me. We fell asleep in a sticky pile, excited about what was to come the following day.

Some very considerate bottoms on here who are focused on pleasing their lover. It's commendable. Lol. I'm too greedy for daddy's cock to think about pleasing him. All that is going through my mind is .."I love your big cock daddy. Fuck me harder." (something I also say a lot) Obviously I want him to be happy but purely so he can plough his throbbing cock deep into me and fuck me senseless.