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Spent the afternoon in bookstore, from 1pm until about 4. The lunch time guys were still there when I made my way to the back. I wasn't shy, and got on a bench with my pants dropped and ass prelubed. Wasn't long before a 30 something skinny guy was rubbing my furry cheeks and fingering my hole. Couldn't see him very well, but I sure felt him as he slid into my ass rather quickly. Had to be a fat 8". He piston fucked me for a few minutes, came suddenly, then pulled out fast and disappeared. I stayed put with his cum running out of my ass, and a few minutes later a big ole fat redneck looking guy made himself at home right behind me. I heard him mumble something, and heard him unzip. He was a comfy 6" medium, so I was able to clamp down hard as he fucked. He moaned a bit, and steadily road my ass for about 10 minutes before unloading. He thanked me and left, and since I didn't see anyone else around I pulled my jeans up and sat for a bit. Over the next few hours I took another three raw loads. One from an old guy in a suit with a stache. Looked like a used care salesman from the 80's, but had a beautiful 7" cock and he knew how to fuck. Next was a hipster guy with long hair and beard. Maybe late 20's, with a donkey cock that pushed my limits. By the time he came my ass was sloppy and stretched, but before I could get dressed, another guy I never saw had his cock in me fucking my loose hole and telling me he loved sloppy seconds (or fourths in this case) He went deep and came, then left. I was too worn out to turn and look at him. My nutsack was covered in cum that leaked outta my hole, as were my jeans which never came off completely. I managed to get dressed and sat on the bench. Later, I spotted a short chubby cub standing closer to the front as I started to leave, and blah blah blah- took him in back and fucked him raw and hard, and planted my load deep in his ass. Finally, I left. Lol I was a bit of a pig, but that's what days off are for.

Chapter 7 I slept till noon on Saturday. When I woke up my hand immediately went for my ass. I stared playing with the butt plug trying to pull it out. At first it caused some pain as that fucker was in there tight. My cock was dripping like crazy so I used some of my precum as lube for the plug. It took me awhile to loosen it up but I was finally able to pry it out. I’d never felt so empty. I ran my fingers around my ass lips; it felt so good. My cunt was still a little sore from all the pounding last night but it was worth it. I took a long hot shower and had a hard time leaving my puffy hole alone. I expected a lot of cum to escape but surprisingly little came out. I knew Abe had eaten some but I really figured there’d still be a lot left up there. Then something Greg had said about the cum being absorbed into my body hit me. Fuck there wasn’t much cum in my ass because it was now rewriting my DNA. I looked down at my cock and I was rock hard. Then it hit me, I’d only come once last night and that was early in the evening with Greg and Andrew. Damn! After the shower I felt human again. I was sore all over. It felt like I’d worked out at the gym hard yesterday and my muscles were telling me off. Well I guess I did have one hell of a workout. The rest of Saturday and Sunday I took it easy, giving my ass time to recover. I spent most of the time unpacking my apartment. My plan was to have Josh and Scotty come over next weekend for a sort of housewarming, I’m gay and soon to be poz, bottom cum whore, coming out party. Monday morning I was back at work wondering how awkward it was going to be seeing Andrew, my boss. An IM popped up in my computer around 11:30, it was from Andrew. ‘Please come see as soon as possible.’ I responded that I was on my way. I stopped by the bathroom first since I wasn’t sure how long I’d be with Andrew. I started peeing and the second it started to flow it felt like I was pissing razor blades. Fuck me! Looks like I picked up a little something extra Friday night. I was more nervous about seeing him now than I was when I went to take his poz cock. I knocked on his door and stuck my head in his office. “Hey, you wanted to see me?” “Hi Kevin, yes, come in and shut the door.” I took a seat in front of his desk. “So how are you? I expected we’d hear from you over the weekend, so when we didn’t I started to worry that maybe you were having second thoughts.” I smiled, “no, no believe me I had every intention of going back for a repeat performance but I kinda got a little sidetracked on the way home.” I went on to explain what happened to me at the bar. “Another seven loads! Fuck, you really are a true cum dump. How you feeling now?” “My ass is still a little sore but not too bad now. My cock on the other hand. I just went to the bathroom before I came in here and let’s just say it’s a safe bet that one of the guys from the bar gave me a little something extra in their cum.” He started laughing, “pissing glass huh?” “Don’t laugh it hurts like a motherfucker.” That just made him laugh harder. “I have the perfect doctor for you. He’ll take good care of you and I think you’ll like him. Let me make a call and see if I can get you an appointment.” “Thanks, I really appreciate it.” I went back to work and tried to avoid peeing as much as possible. Around 4:45 I received another IM from Andrew. ‘My office now.’ Thank god, hopefully he was able to get me an appointment. I walked into his office and there was already someone sitting in one of chairs. “Shut the door and have seat Kevin.” I did as instructed and got a closer look at the other guy. He was hot, about my age but taller. Short hair cut, clean shaven and appeared to have a pretty good body. “Kevin this Carl , I’m not sure if you’ve meet before or not. He’s the director of finance. He offered his hand and we shook. “Hi Carl, no I don’t believe we’ve met before.” Andrew addressed me and said, “Carl here has a little project that I think you’d be great for.” “Okay, of course, whatever you need, happy to help. “ “Kevin, do you trust me?” “Of course sir.” “Good, stand up and drop your pants.” What the fuck! “Ummm sir?” I was starting to panic. “Kevin don’t make me ask twice!” Fuck me. I slowly stood up and unbuckled my pants. I had my back to Carl and let my pants drop to the floor. I was wearing a jockstrap today since I loved the way it framed my ass. I heard a whistle behind me. “Nice jock son.” “Bend over and let Carl check out your cunt. I told him all about your weekend.” At this point I had no self esteem left so what the fuck. I bent over and spread my ass cheeks without being asked. Carl let out sharp intake of breath. “Damn how many loads did you say he took,” he asked Andrew as if I wasn’t in the room. “Thirteen.” Carl slowly ran his fingers over my puffy ass lips. “Fuck that’s beautiful.” There was suddenly a knock at the door I panicked reaching for my pants. “Leave them down!” I was commanded. Andrew got up from his desk and opened the door making sure to block me from the view of anybody outside the room. He let the stranger in and closed the door. I recognized the new guy as someone from accounting. I was pretty sure he was a young guy who worked for Carl. He was cute, young probably early twenties, very preppy looking. Carl told the guy to strip and he didn’t hesitate a second. Andrew turned to me and said, Kevin this here is Carl’s boy. You see how he didn’t even hesitate when given a command. I expect the same behavior from you in the future. Do you understand?” “Yes sir.” I could feel my cock starting to get hard. “Looks like he enjoys being told what to do,” Carl remarked seeing my jock expanding. He turned his attention to his employee, “boy, Kevin here picked up a little something Friday night while out being a whore and I want him to share it with you. Take out his cock and get it wet.” He pulled my growing dick out and started sucking me. “Kevin is that precum or puss?” “Pussy discharge sir. I’m pretty sure I have gono.” All the sudden the guy clamped down on my cock and went to town. Holy shit he could suck. Carl noticed and said, “I thought you’d like that boy. Don’t let him cum he needs to shoot that load up your pussy.” It didn’t take him long to have me rock hard. He dropped my cock, turned around and presented his ass to me. “Fuck him Kevin, make sure to plant your dirty load deep inside him.” Pretty soon I could feel I was getting close. I shoved in all the way and my cock exploded. It hurt like a son of a bitch. I slowly pulled out and the guy quickly got on his knees to clean me off. Carl and his boy thanked me and left the room. Andrew told me to get dressed and have a seat. “You did okay there not great but okay.” He handed me a piece of paper. “You have an appointment with my doctor, Dr. Manning Wednesday afternoon at 4pm.” Fuck I was going to have to wait two days to get any relief. “Now I know you’re in pain but you have a duty to share your bug. You’ll meet up with Carl’s boy here in my office tomorrow and Wednesday morning before work and tomorrow evening after work to give him more of your dirty cum. Now get out of here and have a good night. We’ll see you in the morning.” Tuesday and Wednesday went off without a hitch. I gave Carl’s boy three more loads but still have no clue what his name is although he seemed very grateful for my gift. I was getting ready to leave for my doctors appointment Wednesday afternoon when Andrew stopped by. “Now be sure to do whatever the good doc tells you. Trust me you’ll be in excellent hands.”

Watching My Boyfriend Get Cunted My boy and I had some frequent flyer miles that were about to expire, and at my boy’s suggestion, we figured we’d take a nice long weekend to reconnect in Key West. My boy is all bottom, and while I try to be vers, I only top him. My dick is a nice respectable solid 6”, not a monster, but not tiny. The night before we were headed out of town, we finished packing, making sure we had lube and some toys, and got into bed. We fooled around, and he rolled over with his ass up. I slid on in and he moaned like it was his first cock ever. He’s tight, but not so tight he doesn’t love taking a nice big cock. We have a few friends who breed him regularly. One guy, Tom, is very well hung, like 10” long and narrow, and my boy’s eyes roll back in his head when Tom fucks him. He told me once that Tom gets deeper in his ass than anyone ever has. That was going through my head as my boy moaned and pushed back on my cock. He’s usually quiet when getting fucked, but this time he was murmering piggy talk. I egged him on, ‘you like that, boy? Gonna get some new big dick in Key West?’ ‘Yeah, I’m gonna get fucked by some fresh stranger cock!’ ‘You like sharing your piggy hole with strangers, slut?’ ‘Fuck yeah! Especially big ones!’ ‘They gonna stretch you out?’ As I was about to cum he answered with a nasty torrent, ‘Yeah, baby, they’re gonna take turns breeding my pussy! They’re gonna cunt me! They’ve gonna carve me a new pussy’ I shot a load deep into his guts and jerked his cock until he splattered all over the sheets. As we calmed down, I asked him about the last few words. He’d never called his ass a cunt or a pussy, but it had just gotten him off in a major way. It turned me on, but it was way out of his usual character. He told me that he had been watching some videos with alpha guys using those words, especially while playing with big toys. He showed me a blog on his laptop, a huge cock support group. Wouldn’t you know, they were having a meet up in Key West that weekend… He grinned and whispered to me, ‘they’re going to take turns cunting me…’ I tried to pack his largest dildo, but he said we wouldn’t be needing it when we had the real thing. The next day we made it to the airport. I noticed a few tall guys at our gate, and figured they were headed to Key West too. These guys were bulky, muscular, and from their straining sweatpant crotches they were all hung like donkeys. At least one or two winked at my boy and me at the gate. Even before boarding, my boy was hard and a dark wet spot of precum formed. Of course, one of the guys, tall and dark-skinned, noticed it and snickered. He passed us on the aisle, and put his phone number on a slip of paper into my boy’s lap. My boy started texting him dirty fuck and assplay photos before we left the ground. We were right behind them at baggage claim. The guys hopped in a van and we hopped in cab. My boy was texting filthy photos of his dildo play and stretched out hole the whole car ride to the resort. Of course, they were staying at our clothing-optional resort. As soon as we’d checked in and unpacked a bit, my boy slipped into a teeny thong bathing suit and raced to the pool. Somehow the thong seemed more dirty than just being naked. He made sure the thong back was pulled tightly into his pucker. In additional to the four hung guys from the flight, there were more than twenty men all muscled and testing the strength of their speedos, and one or two well-hung naked guys already sporting hard-ons. I got us some tequila, a sure way to loosen up my boy, and found him leaning over the edge of the hot tub with his legs in the water. The tall dark-skinned man from the plane, who gave my boy his number, was standing behind my boy with his hands on my boy’s hips. He waved at me. ‘This belong to you?’ he asked me smiling. I nodded and he shook my hand as I handed my boy his drink. He gulped it down and I went around to climb into the hot tub. The guy shook his head at me saying, ‘you stay there. He’s gonna need you.’ I went back to my boy and saw that his thong was pushed aside. The guy was sliding inside him, raw. His crown was inside my boy and there were several inches to go before he’d be balls deep. My boy downed the other tequila and held his arms out to me. I supported his upper body as the stranger forced more and more of his bare monster cock inside my boy’s ass. The guy pulled out and spit on his dick. Fuck! He had six inches inside my boy and still 5” to go. He was bigger than our fuckbuddy, Tom. My boy was muttering ‘Cunt me! Open up my hole! Rip me a new pussy!’ The guy was happy to oblige and slid back in, this time all the way. My boy’s mouth opened and his eyes went wide. He’d never had a cock this deep inside him, certainly not mine. The guy slid back and forth a while, but slapped my boy’s ass and pulled out without cumming. ‘Find me later, guys. I like to breed a cum-slick sloppy hole. I’ll finish the job once you’re good and wet inside. You take loads, right?’ My boy nodded. The man climbed out of the hot tub and strolled into the growing well-hung crowd. Naturally, I wasn’t surprised to see a biohazard tattoo on his back between his shoulder blades. My boy had just taken his first raw POZ anonymous cock. A stranger had just rawfucked the love of my life and was vowing to breed him later. My boy and I got out of the hot tub and went back to our room to rest a bit and recover from his brutal fuck. I opened the curtains to the french doors to the patio and had him lay on his back, holding his legs up in the air. I ate his ass so good, savoring the precum and spit the well-hung POZ man had left there. My boy’s hole truly was more opened up than I’ve ever felt. His ass was already starting to look like a vertical slit rather than the tight pucker I was used to. I asked him about it, and he told me he’d been training his hole twice daily for the last few weeks. I was about to mount him when another guy from the flight knocked on the window frame. ‘He ready for more big cock?’ I eagerly nodded, not even waiting for my boy to reply. His face buried in the pillow, he never even saw the stud who was about to ‘cunt him.’ He shimmied out of his short shorts and slid my boy’s thong to the side. He spat on his cock and asked me to as well. I did, slobbering on his footlong member. He leaned back and allowed me to guide his big tool into my boy. My boy didn’t moan or anything until he was as deep as the last stranger had been, then came back his new dirty talk, ‘stretch my pussy! Open up! Make me a new cunt! I’m your slut cunt boy! Breed my boy cunt! I’m your cunt cumdump!’ This guy definitely got off on that talk and pistoned his hips as he fucked long strokes into his ass. The guy pulled out and asked me to eat my boy’s hole for a minute. I did so, and he got behind me, slapping his raw cock on my ass. He managed to slide about three thick inches into my own ass before I told him it was too much and he went back to fucking my boy. But it felt so good having that monster dick open me up. I also wondered how many guys’ ass juice he had seeping into my and my boy’s assholes. He flipped my boy over and propped him up with pillows so his ass was right at the edge of the bed. The stranger pummeled his ass, meeting my boy’s dirty words, ‘Take my cock, slut. Opening your cunt up now, boy! Really stretching you open!’ The guy hammered hard before holding his hips right against my boy’s ass. I watched as his low-hanging balls tensed and danced as he bred my boy. When he started to pull out, even a bit soft, his cock was enormous. I had seen it pressing against my boy’s naval from his guts. He patted my boy’s belly, and slapped the thong strap against my boy’s cummy hole. He winked as he left the room, and I noticed there were three new well-endowed guys at the window, all ready for my boy. As the stud disappeared into the crowd, I noticed a red ribbon tattoo on the first man’s chiseled left ass cheek. I was pretty sure a POZ cock had just stretched my boy’s ass to the maximum and bred it. I knelt down and blew the first guy. I was proud to get 8” down my throat, slobbering it up to get it wet enough to cunt my boy’s hole. The guy played with my boy’s thong over his asscrack and pulled it to it made his puffy lips spread out obscenely. I pulled the thin material aside as the new stranger entered him, balls deep. Foamy seed and spit formed a ring at the base of his epic manhood. I wanted to watch more, but instead I serviced two of the guys in line, one with a biohazard tattoo over his pubes. I went back and forth taking them as deeply as possible. My boy needed a bit of rest, so he could put his legs down. The guy pulled out and laid down on the bed. He lurched my boy on top, facing me, and one of the two guys I was blowing slid in. They double fucked him, stretching his hole to new proportions. They found their rhythm and fucked hard as my boy leaned left and right like a rag doll. He was so hard that his cock broke free of his thong as the man on top shot his load deep inside my boy and dripping down onto the first stranger’s dick. The other man I’d been blowing took his place and fired his load into my boy just few seconds later. He had four fresh loads oozing out, and his hole was more ruined than I’d ever seen it, or any hole in real life frankly. The guy under my boy started to really hammer home. I leaned in and licked the cummy spot when the root of his dick met my boy’s puffy cunt lips. As I savored the spot where their rut met, he started to cum. He bred my boy more deeply than anyone ever had. He pulled out and the three men walked away. My boy bent over the edge of the bed and moaned. I spread his cheeks and his hole gaped at me. I ran my tongue around the red angry ruined hole. It was delicious, nearly a cunt, and dripping fresh strangers’ cum. My boy asked me to take a photo of his destroyed pussy and I did. He texted it to his new friend, the guy who started fucking him in the hot tub. The guy appeared about five minutes later, his hard cock glistening with some other lucky bottom’s juices. He smiled at me. ‘Now that’s a well-fucked cunt. Looks like he’s ready for my load now.’ We positioned my boy on his back, and I climbed over to my boy’s side to stretch his cheeks as wide apart as they’d go. When the man entered him he sloshed into that cunt balls deep, that’s how open my boy was. Every thrust sent out a splash of seed. His big balls were covered in draining cum. He smiled at me saying, ‘Wanna see something nasty?’ I nodded and he pointed to my boy’s pussy. He slid his hand, at least three fingers into my boy’s ass alongside his monster cock. He let that stay for a few seconds. Then he hefted one, then both balls… into my boy’s gaping cunt. He cock-and-ball fucked my boy until my cumslut was at the verge of tears. He growled as those balls tensed up and he shot his load into my boy’s ruined pussy. The man spanked my boy a little and grabbed my hard 6” dick. ‘You know, he’ll never be the same after today. He’ll crave monster cocks. Go ahead, breed him. You won’t be able to feel his ass, and he won’t feel your dick.’ The man nodded and left. Knowing how I love his freshly fucked hole after sharing it with buddies, I tried to slide in. It was more like placing my cock into my boy. No friction, no pressure at all. I grasped my cock and balls with my hand and slid everything into my boy. It felt amazing, open, gooey, and raunchy. It didn’t take me long to add my NEG seed to the loads swimming around and oozing out of his cunt. When I pulled out, I notice that my boy was out cold, fucked unconscious by all those dicks who had well and truly cunted him. I held him, telling him how proud of him I was of his new cunt, but he was asleep and didn’t hear a thing.

I, _______________________, affirm to be of sound mind and judgement and do solemnly swear that I will not hold, hereafter known as "the top", responsible civilly or criminally for the contraction of HIV, or any other disease or ailments that result from my consensual sex with said person. I understand that the top is currently un-medicated and has a high viral load; and that my consensual unprotected anal sex may result in the contraction of HIV. I further agree that the following activities are permissible, as described in the following vernacular language to clarify the terms of this contract: I may get fucked in the ass by the top's big cock. I will let the top shoot poz cum deep inside me. I will not ask the top to stop once my ass is penetrated with his big dick. The top can pound my ass as deep and hard as he desires. I will not try to pull away or prevent his poz cum from filling my ass. I further agree to hold an empty bottle of HIV medication in my mouth as a reminder that an un-medicated poz load will be fucked into my ass. I can not release the bottle of medication from my mouth until the top instructs me to do so. After the top cums in my ass, the bottle of said meds will be placed in my asshole to prevent poz cum from leaking out. Furthermore, the top has my explicit permission to electronically record the aforementioned sexual activities and use for his own purposes. Prior to sexual activities, I will declare, on video, that "I am a whore for poz cock. I want HIV-filled cum fucked into me." I concede that the sexual activities described above may result in personal serious illness or possibly death. By signing below, I am literally signing my life away. I fully consent to being fucked to death by big poz cock.

I love this. So hot that an older guy becomes a poz cumdump

Chapter 6 I decided to walk home since I didn’t live too far and let’s face it I smelled strongly of cum. I hadn’t had a lot of time to explore my new neighborhood so I didn’t realize there was a gay bar only a few blocks from my apartment. I know, after fucking for hours I should be exhausted, and I was but I also felt more alive than ever. I decided what the fuck might as well just pop in for one beer. It was a small, cute space. At close to 2am I expected the place to be empty so I was surprised to find there were still quite a few guys enjoying themselves. Most of them were in couples or groups which was fine by me I wasn’t looking for anyone. Just here for one drink. I got my beer from the very cute, young, half naked bartender and took a long drink. Damn that tasted good. I hadn’t realized how much of a thirst I’d worked up. I set the bottle on the counter and for the first time noticed the guy sitting next to me at the end of the bar. I was learning I had a type, older hairy masculine men who like to fuck hard. The guy had a nicely trimmed beard, seemed a bit taller than me, big guy, all muscles and I’d say at least in his late fifties. He gave me the head nod. “Haven’t seen you in here before?” Really, that’s his best line. “Nope first time. Just moved into the area.” He took a deep breath, “smells like you’ve had a good evening,” he winked and grinned at me. “Yea, it’s been quite a positive night.” “Hmm, you give or take?” “Received.” “How many loads?” ”Six.” “Damn!” he whistled, “we’ve got a slut in the house. You drink from the tap boy?” “Umm don’t know what that is, sorry.” “Good time for you to learn. Come with me, boy.” He took my hand and lead me to the back of the bar to the men’s room. When we entered, there were already two guys in the stall having fun. “Do they allow sex in here?” “It usually doesn’t happen till this late, and as long as you’re quiet and don’t cause a scene management’s cool. Now drop to your knees daddy needs to piss.” He pulled out his 7” soft cock and just stared at me. “Now boy, unless you want me to piss all over you.” Oh fuck! “I’ve never done this before sir,” I said as I got on my knees. “I’ll go easy on you. Open your mouth.” I opened and he stuck his soft dick in my mouth. Pretty soon his hot piss started to fill my mouth. Okay I really expected to be revolted but fuck I wasn’t. I swallowed as his piss continued to flow down my throat. “Fuck boy you’re a natural. Like daddy’s piss huh.” I moaned and started sucking him. His already big dick was growing even bigger. I got him hard when he pulled out of my mouth. Damn I wanted his load. “Drop your shorts and turn around. I haven’t had an eager slut in awhile I want your ass.” I quickly got up, dropped my shorts, turned around and presented my ass to the man. At the same time the door opened and the cute bartender walked in. “Damn it Bob, what I’d tell you about fucking out in the open. You have to do it in the stall. You’re going to get me fired.” I think they both noticed the plug in my ass at the same time. “Fuck me!” They both said. “You weren’t kidding were you slut? You really do have six loads in there already. Come on Abe, when was the last time a cum dump like this walked into this bar,” the guy I’d learned was Bob asked. “Fuck I would love to bury my face in that cunt. Fuck, okay, follow me.” I pulled up my shorts and Bob tried to tuck his hard cock away. We followed Abe out of the bathroom and down a short hallway to a closed room that said office on the door. We went inside the small room which just had a desk, chair and small loveseat. “Okay you have to be quick Bob, and slut,” he said looking at me, “when he’s done it’s my turn so stay in here till I come back.” Hmm so it appeared I was going to get a few more loads. I was okay with that. I wasted no time stripping down and got on all fours on the loveseat, reached back and yanked the butt plug out. It didn’t take long before I felt Bob’s cock slam into me. “Nice and sloppy. Just how I love my sluts. I’m guessing a whore like you is already knocked up huh?” “No sir, well I mean I wasn’t before tonight. Pretty sure I am now.” “Damn, seriously son?” “Yes sir. I have six poz loads inside me now.” “Make that seven you fucking slut,” he said as he went balls deep and shot his load. He slowing pulled out then quickly jammed the plug back in. I flipped around to clean him off. “Damn who ever fucked you before me did a hell of a number on your insides boy. I haven’t seen pink cum on my dick like that in awhile.” “They were very thorough sir.” “Okay stay there and I’ll let Abe know it’s his turn.” After a few minutes I laid back on the loveseat and rubbed my fingers around the plug. Damn my ass lips were puffy and my hole was so loose and sloppy. I removed the plug and started shoving my fingers into my cunt. I was moaning so loud I didn’t hear anyone come in the room. “Damn! I thought I was a slut but fuck me! Look at that pussy. How many loads did you say had?” “Seven now, want to make that eight?” I raised my legs up to give him total access. “Fuck I need to taste those loads first,” Abe said then dived in between my legs. He got a mouthful of cum out my ass then popped up to feed me the cum while we made out. As we were kissing he slid his dick into my very wet hole. “God I love a sloppy cunt. I’m usually the slut with my legs up in the air but I can’t resist adding to your load count.” He shoved all the way in and blasted his load inside me. He pulled out and dove back into my ass. After a few seconds he came up for air and said, “fuck, I could eat you out all night but if I don’t get back out there Bob’ll give away the bar.” I went to put the plug back in and he said, “don’t bother slut, your next load will along in a few seconds.” I got a sappy grin on my face, laid down and put my fingers back inside my ass. He laughed and left the room. I didn’t have to wait long before three new guys walked in. “Holy fuck Bob wasn’t kidding. Fuck’n slut, get on all fours.” I didn’t even hesitate and quickly assumed the position. The first guy was pretty big and had me screaming pretty loudly to fucking breed my faggot ass. He came pretty fast and his buddy moved right in. I didn’t even care what these guys looked like I just wanted their cum. I wondered what Andrew would say if he saw me now. I had one dick in my ass while I cleaned off the first guy. When all the cum was off his cock he patted my head, “Good slut, I’ll send the next guys back, look like Jacks about to blow.” Just then the second guy unloaded inside me. “I can always tell when he’s about to shoot. His face always scrunches up.” He laughed and Jack just grunted. They pulled their pants back up and left, leaving the last guy alone with me. He was a smaller guy and when he shoved his cock in I could barely feel him. “Damn dude you’re so loose. I’m never gonna get off inside you. Fuck!” Just then two more guys walked in. “Hey can one of you guys help me? This faggot is too loose.” “Hell yea I’m game.” One of the new guys said. They slapped my ass and told me to get up. The small guy laid down and had me climb on top and ride his dick, then the new guy pushed me down and slid his dick in next to the other one. I started to squirm like crazy. “Relax baby, he’s almost in. Fuck that’s so much better you’re tight again.” The guy on top started to pound my pussy hard and fast. I had no idea I could take two cocks. Damn it felt amazing. I wasn’t sure I’d ever be tight again. It didn’t take long until both guys were adding to my sloppy ass. They pulled out and cum started to seep out of my cunt. My fingers went directly to my hole. I hadn’t really noticed the last guy in the room. He was standing off to the side just watching, slowly stroking his dick. I looked up and made eye contact with the man. Oh dear god! Walking towards me was a gorgeous black man. He was easily over 6’5” and his dick was bigger than anything I’d ever seen before. Not only was it as long as Greg’s but it was as thick as a beer can. I couldn’t wait to get that in me! “I hear you’re a fucking slut, boy, taking every load given you. You ask these men their status before they fucked you boy?” “No sir! I don’t care I just need cum.” “That’s a good cumdump, now get on the floor on all fours boy.” I quickly assumed the position. “How many loads you got in there now?” “Not sure sir, I’ve kinda lost count.” “From what I figure you’ve taken six loads here in the bar and I’m about to give you number seven.” With that he shoved his huge cock in all the way. As loose as I was I still felt every inch. I screamed out, “holy fucking shit! You’re huge, please let me get used to you sir.” He gave me about thirty seconds before he started moving in and out. Pretty soon I started moaning again. “Yea, you like my big black cock inside your white pussy don’t you boy?” “YES, oh my god yes!” I screamed. “ “Your cunt feels like butter, boy. So full of cream, making sure to push those loads in as far as I can.” “Thank you sir! Please give your load sir!” He continued to fuck me deep. Pulling all the way out then slamming back in, his balls bouncing off my ass. I lost track of the time. I have no idea how long he abused my cunt, I was in fucking heaven. Finally he went balls deep and I could feel him firing his cock off inside me. Felt like he added a gallon of cum to my already full ass. Before I knew it he’d pulled out and slapped my ass. “You’ve got an amazing cunt white boy. Hope you enjoy my gift.” I collapsed on the floor and just laid there for a few minutes trying to catch my breath. Behind me I heard a noise. I wasn’t sure I could take much more. “Shit, they weren’t kidding. The dumb fuck took him raw. Man look at the cum leaking out his ass.” “You’re welcome to add your load to the mix he’s taking all comers but to be honest with you I doubt he’d even feel your little dicks in his pussy.” The guys all started to complain but my hero Abe cut them off. “Last call boys,” and lead them out of the room. He called back to me, “honey relax for a little bit, you earned it. I’ll be back once I get theses fucking animals taken care of.” I must have dozed off for awhile. Next thing I knew I felt a warm tongue trying to make its way inside my wet hole. I spread my legs to give the tongue more access and started moaning. “Sorry to wake you but I just had to have another taste of your pussy man. You did us cum sluts proud tonight.” I rolled over and saw Abe sitting next to me. “Damn! I definitely did not plan on this when I walked in here tonight.” He started laughing, “honey, I’ve found my best times as being a total whore are always when I least expect it. If I think I’m going go home full I usually end up with just one load, if I get any at all.” “Would you believe it if I told you I only started fucking with men a couple of weeks ago.” His jaw hit the floor. “No fucking way! You took Sam’s cock. It took me months to work up to that monster. I am truly in awe. Fuck man I don’t even know your name.” I chuckled, “I’m Kevin, soon to be a pozzed up bottom cum slut, nice to meet you.” I stuck my hand out and he grabbed mine. “Well I don’t know about the poz part but I’d say you’re already a bottom cum slut.” “Agreed. I’m pretty sure the poz part’s just a formality at this point. Of the thirteen loads I took tonight at least six of those were toxic.” “Well, I can tell you four of the six guys from the bar are poz. Not sure about the other two.” “Fuck that’s hot.” I looked around for my clothes and started to put myself back together. I pushed the plug back in but it simply dropped right out. “Well fuck me! Guess I got a little stretched out.” Abe smiled, “hold on, leave your shorts off I’ll be right back.” He returned shortly carrying a gym bag. He dug through it and pulled out a much larger butt plug. “Here try this one.” I just stared at him in shock. “Do you always have spare butt plugs with you?” “Of course! You never know when you might need one. I always have a few different sizes on hand.” I started laughing. “That’s too funny.” “Bend over slut. Let’s see if this one will work.” I did as instructed and he shoved the plug in. It fit perfectly trapping in all my gifts. “Just bring it back next time you’re in the neighborhood.” “Thanks Abe. This has been a most interesting evening. I’m sure I’ll see you soon.” He have me a hug and walked me out of bar. A few of the remaining guys snickered at me as I left. But fuck them they have no clue what they’re missing. I got back to my apartment and collapsed on my bed. One thing was for sure I was going to sleep well now.

Leatherpunk, i think you've gotten some thoughtful and valuable input here. i deal with this kind of stuff all the time as a critical care nurse. i got a patient yesterday who came into the ED tweaking. His tox screen tested positive for meth, he denied partying to me. He was all over the map physically, arms flailing, heart racing. Of course, i don't see the guys who PnP and perceive they are having a good time, i see all the issues that arise with PnP, most common are brain damage and heart damage. People destroy their hearts beyond repair and need a transplant, but usually cannot get one because of the cause. my input is similar to many. i think you need closure and i think counseling with a grief counselor is a good idea, as well as joining a group so you won't be alone with this. Thank you for sharing this. i think your sharing this and talking about it on this site is one of the best things you can do to honor Marks memory. There is so much fantasy that happens on this site, guys romanticizing and fetishizing drugs and disease, but rarely with a balanced understanding. Your sharing your and Marks story is a sad and common outcome that our community needs to grasp. i love my gay family and i long for us to be a healthy and thriving community, not one bent on self destruction. i've been around drugs since i was 13, been at more parties than i can count, but have always been the observer, never partook. Now as a healthcare provider, i see all the people who have bad experiences, and the many who progressively kill themselves with reuse. We need to see the sadness and grief that these drugs can cause.

Hey guys. I've spent quite some time here enjoying the stories and decided to add one of my own. It's based on my experiences and hope you like it. I walked up to the door knowing what I was in store for. I had been messaging him for a few weeks now and telling him my darkest desires. Over that time, I told him about how I wanted to give myself over. How I needed it. I wanted to be controlled…become a cuntboy. Yeah that’s right…a cuntboy. I remember the first time I heard someone call himself a pussyboy. It stuck with me; but yet, it wasn’t what I felt until I heard someone refer to their hole as a cunt. Yeah, a cunt…that was what it was. I wanted to be a cuntboy. I have to admit, there have been quite a few guys that were turned off once I mentioned it. I would bring it while messaging with Daddies who were interested in getting together as a sort of litmus test and most of the time that ended it. But this Daddy didn’t blink, so to speak, when I mentioned it during the first round of messages. In fact, he seemed more interested in meeting me after that. I told him what I was into…verbal, piss, tit torture, flogging, roleplay, spit, leather, rubber and control among others. He asked me if I had experienced Tina. I had quite a few times. It allowed me to give over to the pig in me. We continued messaging, including pics, for a week or so. Then came the day that he asked me if I was ready to meet. I didn’t hesitate. I immediately replied with a “Yes! When?” The next thing he did was send me his phone number. I grabbed my phone. I heard his deep voice. “Hello.” I hesitated then drew a breath. “Hello Daddy. It’s me, cuntboy.” He chuckled and I heard him smile. “Hi cuntboy. How are you? Can you be at my place in three hours? I just sent you the address. But first, you need to shave yourself down. I want your body smooth from the neck down. After that clean yourself out a couple of times and lube your cunt. I want you jock-strapped and ready to service me.” “Yes, Daddy.” I answered. I had always kept myself trimmed so it wouldn’t be too much to completely shave myself down. “Good boy,” I’ll see you then. I was hesitant as I walked up to the door three hours later and knocked. I had prepared just as he ordered. I had shaved my cunt smooth and had cleaned myself out several times in preparation for his cum. As he opened the door, I saw him...my Daddy. As he stepped back, he stood with his legs spread apart and arms crossed. He was in his 40’s, 6’1”, 210 lbs. with black hair, piercing blue eyes and a dark scruff on his face. I took in the sight of my Daddy...booted, wearing a leather harness and jockstrap. The four straps of his harness, two over his shoulders and two around his ribs were tightly wrapped around his muscular chest joined with a shiny metal ring in between his pecs. I noticed the straps around his ribs seem to push up his chest a bit showing off his pierced tits. His leather jockstrap was bursting at the seams from his cock and balls. His polished boots gleamed as the hallway light fell on them. The first words out of his mouth were, “Strip cuntboy. From now on, you’ll be ready for my cock at all times. Fold those clothes and put them next to the door on top of your shoes.” I kicked off my shoes and shivered as I pulled my t-shirt off. I didn’t know why; but I was nervous. As I undid my belt and pulled my jeans down, he came up to me and held me tight. “It’s ok cuntboy, Daddy’s here. Now put those away. You won’t be needing them anytime soon.” I neatly folded my jeans and t-shirt, grabbed my sneakers and placed them in the corner of the entryway. As I turned around, I saw Daddy smile. A black leather collar was in his right hand. “Remember what you told me cuntboy?” “Yes, Daddy. I told you I loved the feeling of a tight collar around my neck.” As he walked toward me, I fell to my knees ready to accept what that collar meant. “You will be collared and jock-strapped while you are here. Understand boy? Every time you enter this house, you will strip down the minute you enter. I want your cunt ready to take my cock at all times. You will then kneel and wait for me to place this collar around your neck.” As he neared me, I saw a shiny metal tag on the collar. Daddy noticed my look. “That’s for you cuntboy. A tag so everyone will know what you are.” He held the tag in his left hand to show me. “It says cuntboy. I had it made after the first chat we had.” Then I felt it. The leather collar going against my neck, tightened and locked. “Daddy…I’m your fucking cuntboy,” I moaned. Daddy chuckled, “Now let me see my cuntboy. Stand up.” There I stood…legs apart, hands behind my back and my eyes down…32 years old, standing at 5’11”, 165 lbs. with short brown hair and green eyes awaiting his approval. My tits were pierced with silver rings that shone against my pecs. I wanted this so much but my cock stayed limp in my yellow SafeTGard jockstrap due to my nervousness. “Yellow huh? Good boy. Turn around and show me your cunt. Are you smooth?” I turned, bent over and spread my ass cheeks. I heard him approach. Suddenly, I felt his hands begin to inspect my cunt. His fingers neared my cunt lips as I began to get hard. I could feel my cock come alive as my cunt lips became sensitized to my Daddy’s touch. His fingers went lower and I felt him grab the two guiche rings and pull on them. I moaned again. Then he let go. “Good boy, you did a good job. And I see you’re getting relaxed. Your cock is growing. Very nice. But you know that you are to concentrate on my cock, right cuntboy? Your cock doesn’t matter.” “Yes, Daddy.” I responded as he smacked my ass cheeks and told me to stand straight. Daddy then attached a leash to my collar and pulled. “Come on boy. It’s time you service your Daddy.” There I was...a cuntboy collard and jock-strapped being led into the house by a leash. We walked through the house passing the living room and down the hall. As we walked, down the hallway, I shivered again for some unknown reason. “It’s ok cuntboy. Breathe deep. You’ll be fine. Trust me.” Daddy reassured me. I felt my leash tighten as pulled me to him. Again, I felt his strong arms around me as his hands moved down to my cunt. As his fingers moved to my cunt lips and gently massaged them, I relaxed. “You’re doing fine boy. We’re almost there.” As we reached the door, Daddy stopped and looked at me. “Cuntboy, in this room you will always be safe. I will push your limits and there will be things that you may never have thought you’d do. In time, you will discover parts of yourself that you haven’t imagined.” Daddy opened the door and led me in. A red tinged light shown throughout a room painted a matte black on the walls and ceiling. The black vinyl flooring completed the color scheme of the room. The scent of leather, piss and cum from previous encounters filled the air as I took in the sights. Off to one corner I could see a black tile open shower unit with two shower heads. The glistening metal of the attached shower shots sparkled as they contrasted against the black tiles. Opposite that, lengths of chain shone from a leather sling hanging from the ceiling beams. Mirrors were placed on the walls and ceiling forming the sling’s corner of the to ensure both participants would see each other’s view as they fucked. Off to the side, play toys were lined up on shelves…whips, plugs, floggers, tit clamps, masks and such. Then there was the bed. A large black metal four poster bed covered in black rubber sheets. From the frame and posts hung chains and cuffs ready to restrain at Daddy’s desire. A large flat-screen tv was mounted on the wall visible from every angle of the dungeon. Scenes of leather clad men fucking, sucking, pissing and fisting were playing…all reflecting what had gone on in this room. My cock had never been as hard as it rose above my jockstrap’s waistband and began to leak. I was in heaven. Daddy laughed as he noticed my pre-cum leaking and soaking my jock. He wiped his finger against my cockhead and brought it to his lips as he looked me in the eyes. I watched him wipe it on his lips as he said, “Go ahead cuntboy, taste yourself.” He wrapped his strong arms around me and I felt his harness against my chest as our tit rings hit. My tongue went wild…licking and consuming the pre-cum mixed with my Daddy’s spit until it was gone. “OK boy. Let’s get started.” he laughed. Daddy led me by my leash over to the table next to the bed. On the table I could see a cut straw and some six white lines lined up. “I like it old school to begin,” he chuckled. “You first, cuntboy. I want you flying. I want your cunt to take over. We’ll have those to start with.” “Yes, Daddy,” I responded. I bent down, grabbed the straw, and snorted a line. As I straightened up, I felt the initial sting of the crystals hit my nasal membrane. “Another cuntboy,” Daddy ordered, “Now.” The second was a snap. I could feel my skin begin to tingle. All these feeling came rushing in. Suddenly, I could feel the warm hunger begin deep inside me as I watched my Daddy do a couple of lines. “How you feeling cuntboy?” he asked. The ache took over. “Fucking hot Daddy. I need cock!” I begged as my cunt began to ache. Daddy pulled down on my leash and forced me to my knees. “Ok, cuntboy. Enough for now. The night is young. Down on your knees. It’s time to service Daddy.” He pushed my face to his engorged jockstrap as I dropped to my knees. “Lick it cuntboy. Show me how much you need my cock.” I began licking the leather, feeling his cock pulse within the enclosed pouch as I took in the scent of piss and cum soaked leather. I moaned as the craving intensified in my cunt. I wanted to feel his cock inside me stretching out my cunt lips as he fucked me. I needed it…more than anything at the moment. I needed to feel his cum feeding my cunt. “That’s it cuntboy. Show me how much you want this. A cuntboy belongs between a man’s legs.” “Fuck yeah, Daddy! I’m your fucking cuntboy. Fucking cum hungry cuntboy.” I moaned as I continued worshipping his leather clad cock as the Tina took over my body. “You ready for my cock, cuntboy?” he laughed. “Tell me. You want my cock?” “Yes, Daddy. Please!” I moaned as I continued feeling the outline of his cock through the leather with my tongue. Suddenly, I felt Daddy’s hand on my shoulders and he pushed me back until my leash pulled tightly on my collar. I began to panic. I needed him. I needed his cock. Daddy saw the look in my eyes. “Don’t worry cuntboy.” He smiled as he pulled me up by my leash and led me back to the table, “You’’ll be servicing my cock but first let’s do another line. I want my cuntboy flying.” I quickly inhaled the line into me. As I was about to release the straw, an urge overcame me and I took the other one. Daddy laughed as he opened the drawer, pulled out a metal container. He removed a small bag and placed another line on the table. “Ah, my cuntboy is getting there. Good thing there’s more.” Daddy grabbed his leather clad bulge and squeezed...slowly removing the codpiece from his jock with both hands as I heard the snaps give way as he threw it aside. There it was…my Daddy’s thick cock jutting out. I stared at it as it pulsed…his PA rising and falling to the rhythm of his heartbeat as my mouth watered and my cunt ached…the thick veins on his shaft promising that my cunt lips would feel it as his cock entered my cunt. Then there were his balls…large and full of the cum I craved. “There it is cuntboy. Worship it. Show me you’re worthy of Daddy’s cock.” He demanded. I groaned loudly staring at my Daddy’s cock as I prepared for it to enter my mouth. I licked my lips and opened wide. I felt the metal ring, warm from my Daddy’s body, slide over my tongue as the shaft invaded my mouth and hit the back of my throat. I gagged slightly. As it continued down my throat, I willed my throat to expand and take it all. “Look at me cuntboy. I want to see your eyes as you take my cock.” Daddy ordered. “Blink twice to let me know you understand me and will obey.” I blinked twice knowing that I wanted to obey and serve my Daddy. His shaft continued entering as I began to breathe through my nose so I wouldn’t choke and be able to keep his cock in me. I felt his hands holding my collar as I felt the root of his cock on my lips. I had my Daddy’s complete cock in me. I was Daddy’s cuntboy servicing his cock and surrounding it with my spit and slime. I was in heaven as my Daddy’s cock was pulsing down my throat. We stayed like that for a while…Daddy stroking my face and chin encouraging me. “Good cuntboy. Hold it. That’s a good boy. Breathe. Breathe. You can do it. Don’t suck...just keep it there. I’m gonna train you to keep my cock warm in your mouth all night long. In the morning, you’ll take my piss before releasing my cock. You’d like that wouldn’t you cuntboy?” My eyes were fixed at his face. I wanted to let him know that I needed his fluids, his cum and piss in me. All the while, my cunt was radiating a desire and hunger. As I held his cock in my mouth, I could feel the hunger getting stronger and stronger…the need to be fed. “Now suck Daddy’s cock, boy. I know you want it.” I instinctively began to suck as I moaned. My tongue explored every inch of the cock I was allowed to worship...from the root...up past the pulsing veins...to the warm metal ring that topped his cock and back down. He moaned loudly as my lips closed around the thick root while my throat constricted around his cock. My spit worked to coat it for my hungry cunt. I pulled back and gently scraped my teeth along the shaft all the way to the head before grasping the ring with a tug and diving back down to repeat the worship of my Daddy’s cock. Suddenly, I felt his hands firmly grab both sides of my head and I felt him forcibly push himself in and out of my mouth again and again. He began to fuck my face. “Relax that throat, cuntboy. That’s it.” I relaxed my throat and eagerly accepted my place as his cuntboy...an instrument to satisfy my Daddy’s lust. He gripped my head harder as he began to slow the thrusts but the intensity of them remained. I knew what was coming. I was craving it...his cum....his fluids. “Getting close boy. Don’t worry. I’ll be feeding that cunt of yours too. This is only the first feeding you’ll get tonight.” As he pulled out, he held my head firmly with his cockhead on my tongue. I felt his cock spasm and I began to milk his cock for all it was worth. “Fuck cuntboy! Take my cum!” Daddy yelled as the cum gushed into my mouth as I tried not to spill a drop. “Don’t swallow it boy!” he ordered, “Just hold it there for now.” I hesitated. I could taste the delicious cum. I wanted his cum and have it become a part of me. “Show me boy. Show Daddy how much cum you milked from his cock.” I began to open my mouth but felt the cum begin to spill out. I paused but then lifted my chin and I opened my mouth presenting the load of cum that I had received as I looked dutifully into his eyes. “Beautiful cuntboy...Now swallow. Taste your Daddy’s cum. Look at me.” Our eyes remained fixed as I swallowed. I felt the cum as it slid down my throat and I opened my mouth to show Daddy that I had taken all of it into me. “Good boy,” he laughed. “That was a great start. How’s that cunt of yours doing? Is it getting hungry?” My backside began to move rhythmically as he gently held my head. I couldn’t control it. My instincts had kicked in. “I see your cunt needs feeding.” Daddy laughed. “It won’t take long to get me ready to fuck you. But before that happens, I need my cuntboy to take my piss. I want you even more fucked up when you take my cock. But first, you need to clean my cock.” My mouth eagerly reached for his cock to devour the remains of his cum. My tongue worked his cock as he made encouraging sounds. Once he was satisfied that I had completed my duties, he released my head. As he pulled out, an emptiness overtook me. I longed to feel his entire shaft in my warm mouth and down my throat again. “Yeah cuntpig, time to feed on Daddy’s piss, but don’t swallow all of it boy.” Daddy’s veined cock glistened with my spit and throat slime as I kept my mouth open for his piss. I looked up into his eyes with a hunger as my mouth filled with the taste of his chemmed up piss and I swallowed but making sure I left some in my mouth at all times. When Daddy finished pissing, he pulled me up by my leash. “Give me some of that chem piss, boy.” Placing his lips to mine, I fed him the remaining chem piss. “How was that?” he asked, “You like my piss, cuntboy?” “Fuck yeah! Daddy!” I smiled as I wiped the remaining drops of his piss and spit from my lips with my hand and greedily licked it up. “Good, cause I’ll be feeding it to you every day. You’ll be my urinal from now on cuntboy. Now it’s time to see how hungry that cunt is.”

As a married guy i love taking bareback cock, was hooked after the first time i let a regular fuck buddy go bare about 5 years ago.

@leatherpunk16: This thread really breaks my heart and I'm not that comfortable commenting on it to be honest. I'd encourage you to talk to a licensed therapist to process the grief and seek closure. I worry that going the legal route will frustrate you, cost you time, money and effort and perhaps not deliver the justice you seek. Mark and Carl, according to you, have a history of playing together (successfully) under the influence of substances. That suggests a certain level of trust. I have zero experience with PnP, but I've always assumed (perhaps wrongly) that anything can happen under those circumstances. Furthermore, more than 2 weeks passed between the party and Mark's death. If Mark said nothing to you to suggest Carl was directly responsible for what happened to him, then maybe he isn't. Carl may indeed be an unsavory character who hosted a party where things went left, but that does not mean he is a killer. I'm very sympathetic to your plight. Defense attorneys are not. There are many unanswered questions here that Carl could exploit to create reasonable doubt. That's why I'm in favor of moving past this very sad event in a way that is least taxing for you psychologically. Good luck to you man.

I told about this in some other thread as well. I have only been fucked by a guy with a PA once. This was a few years ago when I had just moved to the place I now live. Also the first and only time so far I was on X which I got from them. Said it would help to relax. Maybe that helped but it was amazing. UD top guy (didn't know that upfront) and his (bottom) friend wanted a 3some. The friend really didn't get involved but watched at first and then disappeared from the room after an hour. The guy slow fucked for at least two hours before he shot his load. I was in bottom heaven (or it was the pill) and shot two loads while he was fucking me. I felt it for days afterwards though. Every time I sat down I was reminded of that session. He had said it was a great fuck. I would have liked a repeat but he never responded. Maybe his friend got jealous?

Just took a nice BBC in my ass. Guy said he had 9" don't know about length, but definitely around! His dirty talk while I sucked him was all about how good I was at sucking his uncut cock. He had a goldilocks amount of smegma for me, enough to give his foreskin and head some flavor, not too much that I'd be overwhelmed. I didn't think he was going to last long in spite of his dirty talk being about how he was going to pound me over and over and give me multiple loads. When he finally pushed in it took only a couple minutes before he gave me his juice. Was very satisfying and rewarding.

We both slept through the night. Waking up I looked over at Dave, he was still asleep on his back. Arm over his head, his legs slightly spread with his hooded cock semi hard pointing at me. He was breathing deeply in a deep sleep still. I looked over at the clock and saw it was still early at 6 AM. I slowly rolled out of bed feeling a burn in my thighs from their work out last night. I looked back at the bed and saw the remnants of our activities on the towel we put on the bed, our cum mixed together in spots. I grabbed the towel and folded it up wanting to keep it as a memory of my first time taking poz cum inside of me. Putting the towel in a laundry bag, I put it in my suitcase. I heard Dave stirring on the bed, I looked over to see him stretching. His sleepy eyes on me. “Got a souvenir there?” He asked. Blushing “Yeah something to remember last night” “That’s kinda hot Mike” he laughed “Want some coffee?” I asked him ”Definitely! Need my toothbrush too!” He rolled out of bed. And grabbed a small bag from his backpack. I started the coffee maker going. I heard the shower turn on and the distinct sound of a morning pee. I walked into the bathroom as Dave was finishing up. I took his place and added my own to the bowl. We both brushed our teeth and stepped into the shower. We started soaping each other up Taking our time to make sure we hit every spot on our bodies. We finished up grabbing a couple towels we stepped out and started drying off. I wrapped my towel around my waist and stood in front of the counter brushing my hair. Dave came up behind me, he grabbed my arm and turned me around. Pressing me against the counter, lifting me a little as he pushed. I scooped up on the counter, my towel opening up as I sat down. Dave started to massage my balls with one hand as he stroked my cock with the other. “Damn you’re sexy as hell Mike!” Looking down I could see his cock standing straight up. “Don’t move babe” Dave walked out of the bathroom and returned a second later stroking his cock with lube. He stepped between my legs. “Lift em up baby, show me that pussy”. I leaned back against the cold mirror, pulling my legs up, Dave grabbed them and scooted me towards him until my ass was right on the edge. He grabbed his cock and pushed it against my little pucker. He pushed and his head popped inside of me. I yelped a little with the sudden invasion, my hole feeling a little sore from all the fucking the day before. ”Breathe baby! That’s it, nice and easy” I felt him slowly pushing into me. My hole opening up for him. Looking down I could see his cock going deeper. I moaned as he bottomed out inside of me. He immediately started to pump in and out, no slow and gentle this time. He started to fuck me with a purpose. Putting my feet on his shoulders, he grabbed the front of my thighs and started to pound his cock in and out of me. I was grunting with every stroke as his waist slammed against my ass. ”Thats it baby. Take my cock! Nothing beats a morning fuck! Damn I love your pussy baby! Ughhh it feels so damn good on my cock!” All I could manage was a guttural groan as he slammed into me. ”Your ass is all mine babe. I’m gonna claim it again here pretty quick. You ready for another load?” ”Ughhhhh yeah! Breed me baby!” Was all I could manage. ”Here it comes baby!” Dave slammed into me one more time, burying himself deep in me. ”UGHHHHH! UGHHHHH! UGHHHH!” I could feel the base of his cock throbbing and knew he was filling me with his seed. ”Yes! Babe fill my hole, give me all your cum!” I wrapped my legs around his waist and started to started to hump against him, milking his cock. Dave laid his head on my chest as his breathing started to slow. ”Sorry, that was rough, but I get real horny in the morning” “No need to apologize, I loved it! You can have me anytime you want me” Dave stood back up and started to rock inside of me. Slowly pulling himself out and pushing back in. “Mmmmm I love seeing my cum on my cock as I do this. Let’s me know a truly flooded your hole with my seed. Damn that’s hot!” I could feel how easily his cock was moving in me and knew he shot a good load. “Damn you feel good in me man! I love your cock!” He pumped himself in and out of me a couple more times and then pulled out. “I think we need another shower” Dave said laughing “Yes we do” I replied. “But first” I said hopping off the counter. I knelt in front of him and took his softening cock in my mouth cleaning his cum off. I lifted my mouth off him and pushed his foreskin back making sure to clean the head of his cock too. ”Mmmmmm, that’s it baby, get all that poz cum. Mmmmmm that feels good!” Lifting his cock, I licked and cleaned the cum from his balls too. Leaning back, I looked up at Dave. ”Shower?”

Next Chapter has been started, just been a little busy or it would have been done. Sorry for delay

The first time I was bred with a pa I didn’t even know it happened. I was in a three way with a hung black guy and his partner. The partner had a pa. The hung guy fucked me for a long time and eventually dumped in my cunt. His boyfriend with the pa slid in after he pulled out. He sloshed around in me for a while before dumping as well. When he laid down next to me and told me to clean their cocks I saw the pa. I asked if he just put it in. They both laughed and said he doesn’t take it out. I guess I am too sloppy to feel it. The second experience I could feel it but it didn’t make a big difference overall. I have been bred many times since then with pa’s and they don’t really change my overall experience.

It strikes me that you overlook a possible outcome if you were to confront Carl and demand information. You imagine that he might lie to you or ignore you. But this is a man whom you allege deals in drugs and nearly killed his own fiancée and dumped him in an alley - what makes you think that he, or people connected to him, would think twice about taking steps to ensure your silence? Similarly, if you were to personally attempt to jeopardize his status by making claims to his studio, is he a man, in your opinion, likely to ignore that? Feeling helpless to right a wrong or to fight an evil magnifies the pain of dealing with it, and I ache for you. But if you decide to take this on, be very sure you are prepared to become a target yourself. Better to follow the advice of those above and seek professional counsel.

Two of the first few cocks I was ever fucked by had huge PAs. They were partners trying to stealth guys at a sauna here in Melbourne. The PAs seemed sharpish, I think to tear the condoms they initially insisted on wearing to shreds while fucking you. I was hugely turned on by the first of the two and when I saw the size of him and the size of the PA, I wanted to experience it. And, sure enough, you could feel it entering you and you could feel him tearing at your insides the way he pounded me. The pain was sharper at first but the experience of it pressing inside your cvnt was sensational. The more he tried to hurt me, the more exhilarating it was. The one thing I’ll add is that tops who know how to fuck - to really thrust their cock in you - make the sensation of being fucked by a pierced cock absolutely wonderful.

I like this story about the relationship between two bisexual men. [think before following links] https://groups.yahoo.com/neo/groups/assgm-list/conversations/messages/4797 * * * t's hard to remember when I first noticed him. I remember being struck by his dark good looks and his easy manners. It didn't take me long to realize that he was probably a closeted bisexual, like me. His voice, though resonant and pleasant, isn't very deep. The way he walks, and the way he holds his hands, give him away too. I've come across many married bisexuals. I've made a habit of studying how they unconsciously give themselves away and by avoiding some of those behaviors I've been able to hide my orientation better than most. Regardless, whenever I could, I'd allow my eyes to linger on Todd's body to the point where he couldn't fail to notice that he'd piqued my interest. Todd is the owner of a successful business. Our relationship started long ago when he invited my wife and I to a small party. I'll always remember how handsome he was that night. Todd was relaxed and playful and looked so great in casual shorts & a T-shirt and a hat he wore to cover his thinning hair. He doesn't need to be sensitive about his hair; he's a very sexy guy. He sat at an outdoor patio table with my wife and I, and I had the good luck to be sitting next to him. We all laughed and talked as we ate. At one point, Todd crossed his legs, and so doing, accidentally bumped his foot against my leg. An accident, I thought to myself, but felt my heart thumping in my chest regardless. The both of us had so much at stake, surely he wouldn't make a pass at me in front of our wives? We talked for a bit longer, when again, I felt the nudge of his foot against my leg, this was a bit longer than the last bump. This time, I felt much less sure it was accidental. While it was true our legs were under the table, it was regular sized patio table, not that small and also there was the fact that he didn't excuse himself when he touched me. In our society, the most accidental touch, or even when avoiding a collision of some sort, apologies are standard procedures on both sides. But, he offered none, and I too was silent. The evening progressed, and with the food eaten and dishes taken away, some played pool while others sat and talked; others watched TV in a small bedroom that had been converted to a den of sorts. Todd circulated through the company, and I lost track of his movements after an hour or so. I eventually felt the need to find the bathroom, and found one down a main hallway. I locked the door to the hallway, however there was a thin pocket door that led into what I assumed was a master bedroom or the like that I didn't bother with locking. It didn't seem likely to me that anyone would be in the bedrooms during the party. As I urinated I focused my attention on the decor of the bathroom-which was disgusting. It was done up in early 1970's colors of gold and greens replete with hideous antiquing on the cabinetry and I considered what I would rip out and repaint if I owned the place. After zipping up and tapping the flush handle on the commode, I went over to the sink and found on the counter there were paper napkins instead of towels intended for use as hand towels. Tacky. I commenced to wash my face, as I have rather oily skin that I'm sensitive about so I do what I can to reduce the sheen. I was just rinsing my face when I felt, rather than heard, someone enter the room through the unlocked pocket door behind me and then I heard the sound of a stream of urine splashing in the toilet. I was startled and quickly rinsed my eyes so I could see who it was who dared to enter the bathroom before I quitted it. It was Todd standing at the toilet behind me, legs slightly spread, one hand directing his flow into the bowl. I stood staring at him, my hands and face dripping, feeling the blood rush to my groin. The pressure from my pants told me I was close to an erection, but not quite. I left the water running on the sink in order to mask anything he might have to say. Todd finished, and I saw his arm shake as he shook his penis to rid it of the last few drops of urine. Then he turned around, slowly, as if unsure of the reception he would receive. I looked at his face questioningly, and he smiled slightly as he brought one finger to his mouth to indicate silence. I then allowed my eyes to drop to his groin, and found that he'd unzipped his shorts and tucked his underwear underneath his ample scrotum. His cock was semi-erect and was nicely offset by his lush pubic bush. I quickly grabbed a few napkins, wiped the remaining water off my face and then dropped to my knees as Todd walked towards me. He took my head in his hands as he guided his now fully erect penis into my open and willing mouth. I lavished attention to his beautiful organ, licking up and down his generously sized shaft and around its flared head. I then pulled my mouth off his shaft and licked his scrotum, biting and tugging on it until he leaned down and whispered "Suck my dick some more," so I immediately slid his shaft back into my mouth. After several more minutes, I started to get a little tired, and Todd seemed to sense my fatigue. Presently he pulled up onto my feet, and quickly undid my belt and trousers and pushed them and my underwear down around my ankles. At once his head dove down and he swallowed my own hard cock as his hand expertly manipulated my tender testicles within their drooping pouch. It was so delicious that after a few scant minutes I nearly staggered and fell with the sensations his mouth was delivering. With that, Todd stood up and then turned me around to face the wall, my hands automatically spread against the way to help me keep my balance. I had no idea what he wanted to do next, but I was so inflamed with lust that I was beyond caring. I heard him spit a little, then I felt his body heat behind me as he laid his body against mine, and felt the tip of his cock sliding up and down the crack of my ass. Then his hands settled on my hips, pulling my ass towards him slightly and I felt the hard, yet soft head of his cock nudging against my anus. He thrust a little, then withdrew and I heard him spit again. His dick returned to its position at the center of my ass, and this time he pressed it into my body. A very sharp cramp stabbed through me, I involuntarily jumped and tried to pull away from the pain, but Todd held me firmly and planted a kiss on my neck and whispered for me to relax. We held our position for what must have been a full minute, and then Todd began some small thrusting movements, gradually taking possession of my ass until he had his organ completely buried within me. I felt full and uncomfortable, but the cramp had subsided and I was feeling better with each passing second. Eventually, Todd began making some small thrusting movements, and while doing so he reached around and began to massage my somewhat wilted cock back into an erection. Then he started withdrawing his penis about halfway and then thrusting it completely up inside of me. "I've wanted you for so long," Todd whispered into my ear as he continued his gentle thrusting. "Do you like that cock up inside your ass?" I started to nod my approval when suddenly I began to orgasm, one of the most intense orgasms of my life. My cum spurted out of my penis and spattered against the wall I was facing. Todd continued to thrust into my ass, which suddenly became painful to me as my muscles seemed to contract tightly with my orgasm. After about four or five more thrusts he grunted softly and suddenly held himself very still. I could feel faint pulses of his penis through the ring of muscles of my ass, and felt a rather cool sensation inside my ass that I instinctually knew was his seed flowering inside of me. Todd's softening cock slid out of my body and slowly we hobbled over to sink and cleaned up the best we could. I took some napkins and wiped the wall down, taking care no evidence was left on the floor either. I was suddenly tired beyond measure, and Todd looked weary too. We washed up in silence, and then Todd pecked me on the cheek and slipped silently out the pocket door, while I left the bathroom via the hallway door. And so thus began our affair. We both love and have a regard and consideration for our respective wives and families, and don't foresee any divorces or anything like that. While our first encounter served to satisfy our mutual lust, during our subsequent adventures eventually we came to have a certain affection for each other. Whenever we can, we get together to give each other that which only two men can give.

Another ASSGM classic, this one is short and sweet. [think before following links] https://groups.yahoo.com/neo/groups/assgm-list/conversations/messages/4479 * * * I was standing in the doorway talking to the guy inside. I'm not sure how we started talking, conversation is rarely one of the things that occurs in a place like this. I occasionally frequent the local "bathhouse," this one billed at a gym and club. It has the usual universal gym machine that only gets used by guys quickly trying to pump up, a TV room showing porn movies, and about 50 or so small cubicles with locker, platform bed, and door. I hadn't been there more than 30 minutes and had already fucked the hell out of some tight little guy who had shot his wad in the process and left. Unfortunately - or maybe fortunately - I hadn't dropped my load. I had talked to a guy in the shower who was refreshing himself after some dude tried to suck him dry, he said. He was an older guy decent shape, but not a turn on. He went back to his cube where I found him and was now talking to him. Strictly platonic, though he did occasional adjust his cock under his towel as he sat on his bed. I had actually noticed the cute little blond guy before as I made my first round of the club. He was a little dream, slender, not especially muscled up but still with a nice build, blond as the noon day sun, and a face that could be a model anywhere. There were more than me checking this little prize out as he walked around. Somehow, I sensed this guy had an "attitude." Now, standing in the doorway and talking to Jim, I noticed him walk by, glance at me and peer into the room. I smiled. On his second pass, I said hello, and he stopped just long enough to me to reach out and stroke his back down across his towel-covered little ass. "Nice." I said. "Yeah," he said. "Everybody is trying to get me!" "And were they successful?" I asked. "Not a chance with this crowd. I don't screw around with anybody." I smiled as I kept stroking his back. Then I took his other hand and slid it down to my crotch, letting him feel the size of my growing cock. He looked down as his eyes widened. I glanced at the guy in the room and picked up the imperceptible nod and glint in his eyes. Then in one seamless motion, I moved into the cubicle drawing the little blond with me, shutting the door. He didn't resist. And at this point, all conversation had ended. I pulled the little guy close to me and let my lips pass his to judge his willingness. And they were willing. My tongue probed deeply down his throat, the location that soon would be filled with more than my tongue. I pulled him back and pushed him down to his knees so he could see that bulging tent in my towel. I undid my towel, letting my hard cock spring forward, right into the little guy's face. He didn't hesitate and forced his mouth over the massive head of that heated rod. He was doing pretty well in starting on about eight and a half inches of cock that could probably cut steel at this point. Oh, yes, that's a thick eight and a half inches by the ruler....and on a couple of occasions in a hot group, has even cracked the nine plus inch barrier. That baby is attached to a pretty good body - 6'1", 195 pounds. I've kept in damn good shape, continuing working out from my days when I played college football ten years ago. I'm not bad looking and usually don't suffer from lack of attention, though I must admit - and have been told - I'm a pretty decent, considerate guy. Blondie was sucking like hell, gagging at about half way. I could tell he wasn't the greatest cocksucker I've had. I held the back of his little blond head as I fucked his face, stopping just when I sensed he could take no more. Jim, the guy whose room we were in, reached over and stopped his bobbing head still for a minute as he held a bottle of poppers under his nose. Gasping for air, he breathed deep. Jim looked at me and I smiled, knowing the fury that was soon to come. And it did. When those poppers hit the little blond guy, he went crazy, trying desperately to consume as much saliva-covered cock as he could. I just leaned back and let him work, enjoying the incredible pleasure - both physically and psychologically - on having this sweet little sucking machine on the end of my meat. The most blondie got down his throat was about three-fourths of that rock hard cock. I remained passive as not to hurt him, letting him take as much as he could. Jim, meanwhile, was sitting on the edge of his bed stroking a raging hard, keeping the poppers handy. After another deep intake of poppers, I reached down and literally pulled blondie's head off my cock and turned him toward Jim. With the attack of the poppers raging through his brain, he just continued from one hard cock to the other. Now Jim's cock was an average six plus inches and blondie could take that baby all the way down to the base, and that he did. As he bent over Jim, he exposed his beautiful little ass to me. I slid my hand across the white glowing little cheeks, slipping my hand between the crack. I almost missed feeling his little hole it was so incredibly tight. I dropped down to my knees now, spreading those cheeks apart, and letting my tongue circle that tender little target, causing shudders to run through his body. His body arched back, willingly giving me full access to my objective. My tongue finally dented that little rosebud, letting me feeling him tense and relax as I kept bombarding what was becoming his hole now. His ass was completely shiny with saliva as I eased one finger into that little spot. Going gently - easing in a bit and then pulling back, only to return a little deeper - and alternating with my probing tongue, Ifelt his ass begin to unconsciously beg for more. Finally, I got one finger completely up his tight little hole, finger-fucking him as I felt it become accustomed to that intruder. I stood up now, seeing his blond head bobbing up and down on Jim's cock, Jim's thumb covering a bottle of ready poppers. I pulled my finger out of his hole only to be replaced with my thumb. Another top had taught me this trick years ago. It was just another step up in size as I felt his little body arch up as something larger entered his hole. I started my thumb fucking his hole, pushing in deeply to let the joint stretch his little ring. My other two fingers slipped down on either side of his tight little nuts and small cock, giving leverage and stimulating those little bags of sensation. That also let my thumb drive in and massage the prostate, that internal gland that few know is the center of pleasure. His ass was beginning to go crazy. It was time. I had already opened his tight little ass with two big fingers and loosened it up further with a probing thumb that could have gotten any guy off. I looked at Jim and nodded. He held the poppers under blondie's nose again, this time forcing him to take three long breaths. After grabbing Jim's lube, I pointed my slick cock right at that reddening hole, and let the one-eyed monster slide back across his crack. I felt him tense a bit, but the poppers were beginning to react. I pushed and the head finally made it inside his first ring. I looked down and saw that stretched hole finally covering the edge of that cockhead. I probed a little further, mentally glad that I had loosened his hole before I attempted to fuck him. He arched his back as the pain shot through his body. But I pulled back, stroking gently in the area I had opened up. He had quit sucking now, and had just buried his head on the pillow next to Jim. The poppers had full control over his body now, creating a demand that he couldn't deny, even with any associated pain. I felt his ass rotate and cautiously thrust back. I gave him more, each time going in a bit deeper. He moaned. I looked down and saw I had just about my whole hard rod pegged deep in his stretched hole. I smiled now, knowing I had his ass in complete control and that now the fucking would begin. He arched his back as a couple of more strokes got almost the whole cock into his ass. I pushed him back down and slid in and out a couple of times more, knowing that any pain would subside and give him a feeling of warmth. When I felt he was relaxed enough, I started nice slow stroking, hearing him moan even more. He seemed to relax now, turning his body and glorious ass over to my control. I held his hips as I long-dicked his sweet hole, pulling that glistening cock almost all the way out and then steadily sliding it back in. This continued for a few minutes as I began to pick up speed. Jim was watching wide-eyed, his hand stroking his cock. I motioned for Jim to do his task, and he held the poppers under blondie's nose once again. This time, I took a long hit of poppers, knowing what the wonderful results would be. The poppers took hold of both of our bodies at about the same time. I felt him tense as his insides surrounded my cock. I felt a roaring building in my own sweat-covered body now. I slapped my hands on each of his cheeks, a thumb on each side spreading open that beautiful crack, exposing his stretched hole that was gaining experience fast. As the poppers hit, I slammed the whole length of cock up his ass, causing a muffled cry of terror as that baby took complete control. I would pull back and drive in that insatiable cock in what I thought must be the sweetest ass in the world. I rotated that baby, churning the complete insides of my collapsed partner. I leaned across his back, pulling his non-resisting little body into my hard muscles as I fucked his hole with short but deep little strokes, giving him the pleasure that any bottom guy craves. He virtually gave no resistance now, almost being a collapsed piece of hot flesh serving as a container for my hungry meat. And did that baby feed! I must have fucked his ass for a good half hour as Jim watched in unbelief. I fucked blondie every way imaginable! I turned the little guy on his back and remounted his ass, this time flipping his legs over my broad shoulders as my cock had full access to his well-fucked hole. I long-dicked him continually, driving that monster right up to the limits, feeling those tight little cheeks nestled right into my crotch. I moved forward, forcing his ass up even higher as my cock just simply acted as a battering ram, pumping in and out like an oil well pump! His head was thrashing about as he took cock like a champ! I turned him back over so he was leaning across the bed, his hole now fully opened. I re-entered his sweet little ass in one full thrust, now causing only a continued moan as he buried his head again in the pillow. Jim gave both of us a shot of poppers which I knew would be my last. I wasn't going to hold back much longer. As the poppers again hit both of our bodies, I drove in with a final hunger, letting that great cockhead feed deep inside this hot little body. I grabbed his hips for leverage as I started to hit the Big O. He was screaming into his pillow as that massive cock tore into his ass repeatedly, scoring direct hits into parts this little guy didn't know existed. That pulsating cock poured out massive amounts of boiling juice, coating his insides with all that cockhead spit out into him. It lasted what I though was a century - and wished it had been - but I knew was less than a minute. It was probably 45 seconds of pure emotional and physical pleasure, satisfying the primordial urges that we have all had since the beginning of mankind. As I came down from that incredible climax and the poppers began to loosen their effect, I kept stroking in and out of his ass, now with a steady rhythm. I looked at Jim who was staring in amazement, still stroking his cock. I motioned him over as he stepped into the saddle where I had opened up a wonderful love pit. He started fucking, sliding effortlessly into that well-fucked hole that was fully lubed with a hot load of cum. Blondie just kept his head down in the pillow, letting this new cock take whatever it wanted from the remainder of his hole. I stepped around Jim who was now fucking like a machine. I opened the door a crack and found about several guys standing there. They had been listening intently to the sexual sounds of conquest coming through the door. I smiled as I stood in the door, my towel again wrapped around my sweat-covered body. I motioned for the two best looking bodies to step inside. Others crowded around to get a view, but I held control of the door. Still, they could see Jim fucking this sweet little blond ass while the other two guys now inside lubed up their hard cocks. I pulled the door shut, hearing it click with the secured lock and headed off to the showers. I smiled, knowing that this would be one humbled guy, a literal whore now, his arrogance replaced with more cocks than most guys get in a couple of months.

Set up another anon motel room scene last week. Took the afternoon off work and spent about 5 hours just taking anonymous loads. Over that period of time I entertained 7 hard cocks, and by the time the last guy arrived my ass was gaping and sopping wet with cum. Even when my hole is open and slick, I can still tell when a guy is wearing a rubber. It's like my hole rebels, and I can't really enjoy myself. And so it was with guy #7. I never heard him put it on, but I felt the extra friction of the rubber against my walls. I tolerated it briefly before telling him that I wanted him bare. I was doggy-style on the bed while he stood behind me. I raised myself up onto my knees and reached behind me. I could feel his breath on my neck as my hand found his shaft. I gripped it tight, and it hardened even more in my hand. His breathing quickened. I worked my hand down to his balls and began to roll the condom off. "But I want to be protected," he protested. I stopped. "I want it raw," was my response. He hesitated, my hand still gripping his shaft. "OK," came the reply, and in one quick motion I slid the rubber off the rest of the way. I grabbed his shaft again and guided it to my hungry hole, slipping the head inside before settling back into the doggy position. Sure enough, he seemed to love being raw inside me. He rammed home and pounded my hole hard and deep. He was hitting my prostate just right when he asked, "Where should I cum?" "Inside me," I hissed. "Fill me with your cum." That was all the encouragement he needed. He grabbed my hips, gave a final thrust, and buried his load deep inside me. I squeezed my sphincter and felt the pulsing of his shaft as he delivered what I wanted. As he withdrew, I spun around and took him in my mouth, cleaning him off thoroughly. He left without another word, and I figured he was probably too freaked out by what had happened to contact me again. But I was wrong! Got an email from him this morning - he wants to breed me after work.

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Arrived in Berlin last Friday for CSD weekend, and that night ended up going to Lab.oratory. Arrived early so didn’t need to queue that long and within a few minutes of getting in, I was stripped down to jock & trainers with fresh poppers tucked into socks. Wandered around for a bit with a couple of drinks (Dutch courage) before heading to dark area behind main bar. By now it was getting busy, so lubed myself up and then assumed the ass up/head down position. After a couple of minutes, I felt some fingers in my ass, followed by a hard cock. Fortunately he was slow and gently slid his cock into my ass balls deep before pulling out. I pushed my ass back to signal that I needed it and he then began to fuck me. Took some poppers and as they took effect I enjoyed the unknown guy fucking my ass. Few minutes later he pulled out and vanished into the crowd. It wasn’t long before another cock was being pushed into my ass. He was a rough fuck, and I was glad I had already taken someone a short time earlier as I was loosened up. His hands on my hips holding me in place as he fucked me hard. Again after a few minutes he pulled out and disappeared into the crowd. The rest of the night/early hours was much the same. Anonymous cock after cock finding a home in my ass for a few minutes. i do remember sucking some guys who were standing on the other side of the padded platforms in the dark room, which allowed me to get spit-toasted on a few occasions. One guy gripped my head and unexpectedly shot his load down my throat. Another guy clearly enjoyed my oral skills, and wanted to sample my ass, as he moved round and fucked me when it became vacant from the previous fuck. One time when I was returning from the bar, back into the dark area, I saw a great ass just waiting there so I got down and started rimming him. Pulled his ass apart and pushed my tongue in and around into his hole. Eventually I got up and stood back as some guy pushed his cock into that amazing ass. I also spent some time in one of the shipping containers outside, at the back of one sucking off several guys. Took another load down the throat, before deciding to head back indoors and into the dark area. Some more fucks were received, including one from a guy who fucked me for about 20mins. He just keep going and going, and was deliriously happy with his cock slamming into me and several hits of poppers. I’m pretty sure I got his load, or I hope I did after all that. Eventually it was 4am and I decided to call it quits after almost 6 hours. No idea how many guys fucked me (I know one guy fucked me 3 different times, as each time he asked if he could bareback me and cum in me). Also no idea how many loads I took, other than the 2 down the throat and possibly the 20min fuck guy. Still, I was a happy btm and left to go back to my hotel and get some sleep.

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Sorry for this being quite long. I've been back and forth about this as it reminded me of someone who was close to me at some time. Personally-involved situations with a lot of emotional weight are not easy to process. Or to quantify an injury through an official channel. I'd start on hope dying last, but the scope and number of obstacles here is such that they can not be diminished just because you are so heavily emotionally vested into this. You need an opinion that separates emotional and factual sides, and there would be more than two in an area of view with a lot of half-tones to sift through. Try to walk through this slow. Wrongful death (not a lawyer to evaluate) against 'Carl' you can suggest had Mark been pronounced dead by paramedics on scene, en route to the hospital or at the hospital. As soon as professional medical help gets involved, it is very easy for your opponent to suggest misdiagnosis, untimely treatment, incorrect dosage of whatever clever and a combination of multiples for variety. All Carl has to do is to raise doubt. A visit by paramedics would have been documented (note that for a later), a self-administered what/ever kept handy by Carl as a CYA before a quick conveyance to a said back alley would not be. Also, keep in mind that there is no antidote to meth. Usually it would be gastrointestinal decontamination as a first treatment. Medics would definitely know that. My 2 cents there would be that street meth most likely won't be just meth but a combination of nasty things, with varied levels of impurity. That will add a need for other antidotes to the picture. You really need a toxicology report to prove anything officially there (medic-to-medic, to cops, courts, etc). If the hospital did due diligence, they would have ordered it. But it won't show motive or intent or time lapse. Since Mark was treated and released, liability for the outcome is now on the hospital how they have provided the treatment and whether it was appropriate to observed symptoms and test results. Or if a follow-up was ordered and achieved and the doctor was sober at the time. And that is no longer Carl with a dirty dose in hand if you've noticed. Now Mark's subsequent condition as described would suggest some level of physical trauma, either from options of sexual intercourse or from loss of motor skills due to ingested drug, so a reported blood clot dislodged from possible multiple falls does not sound odd as a cause of death. Even though you understand in hindsight that with motor skills intact the clot would have not been separated at that time from the vessel, etc, etc, and resulting circumstances would have been very, very different. And it's possibly Carl who tricked Mark along to those circumstances on purpose to ingest whatever through a spiked water bottle at his house. Or one of other people present there, with or without Carl's direct knowledge to such effect, who had done the same or offered. Or Mark by accident grabbed the closest water bottle being not empty to quench the thirst - explanations to horrendous consequence could be many. And neither could be true. And you move between an organizer to accessory to witness to bystander to collateral damage. All having very different liabilities. Negligence is the hardest thing to prove. Intent and motive there still being void. And that looks like the best you can hope for to clarify after all this time, again, trying to keep emotions away from it. His son is dealing with grief in his own way. If you haven't bonded with him when Mark was still there and could facilitate, it's hard to expect it improve under current circumstances. He may have his own unresolved conflict with dad turning gay that he won't be willing to elaborate on to you. And any law enforcement is usually skilled enough to recognize whether they can prove as documented or deduce an otherwise obviously guilty party, or that would be a hanger of a case going cold in a New York minute. They will not go willingly for the latter, or on a limb, regardless of how convinced you are on the liability of Carl & Co. So for your options - 1- is not your current scenario. You are doing something, even though it is mostly dealing with grief, as anniversary, same nasty people thrown back into your life, etc. You probably would need to expand on it for your own sake. 2- probably holds no real value for the future. However memorable or not was the event for Carl, I can't imagine him even acknowledging that he could have done something or everything differently that Mark would have not ended up in a hospital. As noble as it would be of you, that encounter has the slimmest chances of success or gratification at the hands of Carl IMHO. But I don't suggest that you forget about it altogether. Finding closure in my experience is extremely difficult. 3- businesses of all kinds will avoid internal grief of impropriety at all cost, regardless of morality clauses or righteousness. If they would be decent enough to listen to you about what happened to Mark and how Carl was possibly implicated there, it won't parlay into any possible future work for you. On a side note, are they the only house in town/style? Probably not. What I am saying here is that there are many things in your story that can be turned upside down and inside out by a professional shyster hand with probably not a whole lot of effort. That doesn't mean that it would hurt any less. To make this effective for yourself you'd need to make it official through a formal discourse and eliminate doubt for 3rd parties. You won't be able to quantify emotions. Your version of events is only one side of the story. The courts will not see it as indisputable truth and a rock solid proof just because you've insisted on it. You will need a lot of skilled legal help if you decide to proceed so. In certain circles even an allegation of impropriety would signal to stay away from someone like Carl. Those circles are probably not very large when you talk about unsavory personalities in business of ill repute. But the biggest toll here to be is on you to have to relive all of it time and time again describing things yet again for other people. I can not claim to know that footprint on wellbeing. You've mentioned to be able to move on. Self-destructive behaviors (no pun for this place) usually are a sign to the contrary. I would suggest not to limit seeking help only to legal circles but to include as many emotional support options as possible. You will move forward whichever way you decide only when you have a sense of balance.

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All very good advice. Thank you, gentlemen, for your counsel. I've had almost no one to talk to about this matter since it began, apart from friends and family who could only hold me and let me cry. You want to know what's really fucked up? Mark has a son, and he did not seem interested in pursuing any line of action, even prior to receiving the autopsy report. I've tried to get his support, but without success. It's like he doesn't care what happened to his dad. Based on what was earlier explained, the clincher is that he might be the only person who has a legal right to make any kind of claim to initiate the case. And that sucks most of all. I may have to forego my desire to punish Carl because the son won't take action. I will try to locate a representative who knows more about the legal ramifications of this. Thank you for hearing my story.

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Stefan shook his head "No, but I am moving to a grammar school in September" he replied biting his sandwich. Byron smiled "Well done, I know it's not easy getting in there" he said "I am going to miss you though". Stefan appeared more upset "Me to, you have been a great friend to me here Byron". "You have helped get through the last few years here Stefan" Byron said looking towards Darren. Stefan smirked "He won't touch you I will make sure of that" he said looking at Byron. "I still want to be your friend even when you leave" Byron said seeing Stefan smile. "And you, you will keep up your dancing?" Stefan asked handing me his soda. Byron nodded "I have to dance for this panel on Saturday, something about a scholarship" he said. Stefan rubbed Byron's head "You will do alright mate you are one hell of a dancer now" he said smiling at Byron. Byron was a little nervous as he sat there behind the panel of 3 people who had come to see several dancers from various studios in the region. Mary sat next to Byron with his mother and explained that he was not to get upset as it was not easy getting a scholarship and it was his first judging so expect some disappointment and constructive criticism. Byron had known that winning a scholarship could change his life as it would mean moving schools to Mountview in London where he would board and be trained and lectured to complete his education. He never heard the door open at the back or saw Stefan creeping in and sitting at the back. "Byron Hillier" the female panellist called his name. Mary stood "Remember Byron, breath, relax, smile and dance on the beat of the music" she said to him. Byron nodded and looked at the stage "I got this" he said smiling to Mary and his mother. Byron took the stage and did a one minute contemporary piece and then one minute of ballet. When the music finished he stood there watching the panel as they looked at him then lowered their head discussing him. She turned to her colleagues telling them she had it on good authority that we wouldn't be disappointed coming here and they nodded to her agreeing it was worth the detour. The female panellist looked up and said thank you, that was his queue to exit the stage and return to his seat, walking towards his seat he caught sight of Stefan who was smiling and holding his thumps up. Byron rushed up to the back of the theatre. He hugged Stefan who had stood up and then embarrassingly let go and sat down next to him. He couldn't figure out why he had just hugged Stefan like that, Stefan didn't seem to mind. It was the first time Byron actually wondered why his body reacted like that, he quickly brushed it off and sat chatting to Stefan as if nothing had happened. Mary was speaking to the female panellist and she called Byron over explaining that they wanted him to dance a musical number and make it up as he went. He was allowed to listen to the music a couple of times and then took the stage. Stefan had moved down next to his mother who was pleased to see he had come to support Byron. The one minute piece seemed to be over before he started, flashing by in an instant he stopped dancing and the panel applauded him, Mary looked at the panel and knew he had done good by the smiles on their faces. Byron walked out in to the sunshine feeling sick with nerves and worry, he had landed the scholarship to start in September. It would mean being away from home and his best friend Stefan, it also meant no more Darren and his days spent dodging him at all cost and making his life so miserable at school. Byron heard the car pulling up on the drive, quickly he said good bye to his mother and went outside, climbing in to the back seat of the car he said good morning to Stefan's mother Louise and Stefan, she backed the car out and moved forward heading towards school. "I hear your audition went very well Byron" Louise said glancing at him in the rear view mirror. Byron smiled "Yes, but it was horrible doing it, I had to fight not to be sick" he laughed. Louise laughed "Poor thing, the nerves will ease the more you perform" she said "Is it Mountview you got in to?". "Yes" Byron replied "Mountview Academy of Performing Arts" he said smiling from ear to ear. Louise nodded "It is one of the best Byron" she said "hard work and even harder education" she chuckled. "Really?" Byron asked looking at her "how do you know that?" he said seeing her smile. "I went there years back for a career in musical theatre" she said remembering her days fondly. Byron leaned forward "So are you in musical theatre now?" he asked. Louise shook her head "No, I met Stefan's father doing my ninth production and well this one came along". Byron looked at Stefan then back to Louise "Oh, I'm sorry" he said. Louise laughed "Don't be, I love my family more than stage" she said "I was quite a name in the Westend". Byron sat back "Will you show me, over the summer holidays?" he asked timidly. Louise looked at him pulling up to the school gates "I would love to Byron" she smiled. Stefan walked with Byron and giggled "Your a charmer" he said "My mother really likes you". Byron smiled "Do you think she would help me, you know teach me stuff" he asked. Stefan laughed "Oh my god she would be over the moon to do that, she misses it I know she does". It was through Stefan telling his mother how good he thought Byron was that Louise attended one of the school productions, the following day she put in a call to her long term mentor at Mountview. To Byron's dance teacher Mary it was a call out of the blue when they informed her they would holding auditions and to bring her best students along. July came around and the end of the academic year, Byron and Stefan walked towards the gates and turned to look at the school one last time. Relief strewn across Byron's face was evident to Stefan, he patted his shoulder 'come on bro' he said. Stefan had taken to calling Byron his little brother even though they were the same age, Byron caught sight of Darren waiting at the gates for his cronies. They had both kept quiet about moving schools, the aim was to bow out gracefully from this horrible place and never look back. "Shall not miss him that is for sure" Byron said as they walked nearer to Darren. Stefan smirked "He never scared me, I saw him for what he was. Stupid" he said and Byron giggled. "He will have a shock in September when neither of us show up" Byron said looking at Stefan. Stefan laughed "Probably be thankful that I am not coming back" he said and Byron nodded as they passed him. Byron saw Darren smirk and mouth the word gayboy and lovers, strangely Byron looked at him and showed him his middle finger, Stefan laughed looking directly at Darren making sure he remembered who broke his arm. Darren watched them both climb in to the large 4x4 and drive off. Throughout the summer holidays Byron took Stefan out running every day, their course took them up the Malvern hills overlooking the town. Often they would stop for a break along the hiking path in the shade of the trees and look down at the town and the unmistakable sight of the Flowers estate. The last few miles of their run would take them down hill passing in to the wealthier part of Malvern to Stefan's house. Byron spent most of his summer here hidden away in the confines of the large 5 bedroom house and sprawling gardens. He would stay over from Friday to Monday and sit with Louise watching some of her musical theatre productions that had been filmed. Both singing and dancing loudly recreating the scenes displayed in front of them. Stefan's father Matthew clapped and cheered loudly as Louise fell back on the sofa laughing hysterically catching her breath. "My god Byron, you are so good I see what Stefan and Louise mean" Matthew said to him as Byron bowed. Louise sat up "I told you" she said "he is going to go far" nodding to Byron. Byron held out his hand "Come on show my that dance routine you did again I loved it" he asked Louise. She smiled and jumped to her feet teaching Byron a complete dance number from the musical she became renowned for starring in. Byron had the summer of his life and learnt so much from Louise, even Stefan could hold a tune and would join them in singing some of the songs. September loomed and sadness fell as Byron was taken to London and started his education at Mountview. He sat alone in the small room for several minutes until a dark haired boy called Sam entered, he was the same age as Byron, marginally shorter but already he showed a dancers solid build. "You must be Byron" Sam said walking over towards him. Byron nodded "Yes" he said unsure what to say. "I'm Sam, we are sharing a room and classes" he said sitting next to Byron. Byron smiled "Okay, nice to meet you Sam" he said noticing Sam looking at him. "I hear your quite good already" Sam said offering Byron some gum. He took the gum trying to size Sam up "Thanks, well I'm not sure about good but I have a right and left foot". Sam laughed "I heard you do a really good routine from 42nd Street, will you show me" he asked. Byron chuckled "What now?" he asked looking shocked. "Yeah come on I want to see it" Sam pleaded and started humming the song. Byron stood up a little embarrassed "I don't have tap shoes on" he suddenly said to Sam. Sam stood up next to Byron and they both danced oblivious to other students who were in the dance studio next door, they had stopped and were now looking through the window into the small room as Byron and Sam danced smiling at each other. Sam mostly watching Byron's feet unable to keep up in time with him, Sam laughed loudly when they finished and turned hearing the cheers from the studio. Byron went bright red and sat down watching as Sam caught his breath an sat next to him. "Crap you are amazing, who taught you that routine it is bloody hard" Same said leaning back in his chair. Byron looked at him "My friends mother, she was in musicals" he replied. Sam leaned forward "Really, what is her name?" he asked. "Oh" Byron looked at Sam "Louise Anderson but I think her name back then was Louise Hythe" he replied. "Shut up!" Sam suddenly said "You know Louise Hythe?" he said sounding astonished. Byron nodded "Yeah she taught me that routine during the summer" he replied casually. Sam chuckled "You know she is one of the biggest Westend legends" he said. Those first 15 minutes sat there together Byron and Sam bonded, over the years they both helped each other out training together and dancing together. Byron knew he was changing and at 14 he found his body seemed to yearn more for the company of males, he was beginning to awaken finding he actually had the biggest crush on Sam. They had both grown in height and stature developing superb muscle tone from their exercising and running. Byron often wondered about Sam catching him starring at him several times and always paying attention when Byron danced. They hung out a lot during term and in the holidays Sam would go back to his family home in Surrey and Byron to Malvern. Stefan ached for when he would come home and often be waiting at Byron's house to welcome him back. Stefan found it hard making friends at his new school, although he was friends with a few guys he never let anyone inside his personal space. Only Byron had ever managed that and it was what kept their friendship so special and real, they wrote to each other several times a week and spent all their holidays together. At 14 Byron had passed Darren in town, they exchanged looks, it was only after the initial glance that Darren realised it was Byron, by the time he turned around he had vanished. Darren walked back retracing his steps, he had to know if it was indeed Byron he saw as he couldn't be sure. He wandered in and out of shops and sat on a bench looking down the row of shops. He wanted, no needed to know what was going on with him, after all he missed teasing him at school. He waited several minutes then stood up and walked to the end of the street nearly bumping in to Byron who came out of a shop. "Oh fuck" Byron said looking Darren in the eye. Darren smirked "Alright gay boy" he said looking around and confident Stefan was no where to be seen. "Fuck off Darren" Byron replied pushing past Darren then feeling him grabbing his arm. "Not so quick poofter" Darren said pulling him back sharply "I am not done with you". Byron looked at his arm "Careful or it might break again" he said feeling Darren release his hold on his arm. "Where is your boyfriend then and where did you both go?" Darren asked. Byron just starred at Darren "Your no friend of mine so do yourself a favour and shuv off" he said. Darren was in the mood to fight Byron "I'm gonna knock your head off queer boy" he sneered at Byron. "Has your arm mended or does it need readjusting" a voice came from behind him as Stefan stood there. Darren turned sharply "I'm going to get you back don't worry" he said to Stefan stepping aside out of the way. Stefan laughed "Bring it on Darren if you dare" he replied stepping towards Darren. Darren quickly turned and ran off "Once a tosser always a tosser" Stefan said laughing. Byron smiled "I can't believe he still wants to bully me" he said. Stefan patted his shoulder "I am proud of how you stood up to him, you are changing Byron" he said smiling. Darren was always there in the back of his mind whenever he was back in Malvern. Fortunately their paths very rarely crossed when he was home, the day when he stood up to Darren marked a significant turning point where he no longer felt threatened or intimidated by him. Byron and Sam both had a busy few weeks finishing rehearsals, they had both been cast to dance in a musical as cast members for a matinee show on a Saturday afternoon. Byron's parents, Louise and Stefan arrived at the theatre shortly before curtain up and took their seats in the dress circle. A few avid musical fans recognised Louise arriving in the foyer of the theatre asking for autographs. Byron and Sam did exceptional in the 3 numbers they were in despite both being nervous and this, the biggest audience either of them had performed in front of. Derek their dance tutor waited until the boys had changed at the end of the show and escorted out to the foyer of the theatre where his parents, Louise and Stefan stood applauding them. Byron's whole face lit up when he realised they had come to see him in his first casting. Sam's parents on the other hand were away and Byron introduced him to Stefan and the others. Derek told Byron's parents they must be back by 9pm. They spent a wonderful evening having dinner and catching up. Sam was in heaven talking to Louise the whole evening about her career. Both boys would be called back to perform at the Saturday matinee show every week gaining more experience.

Dave stood up, slowly pulling his now deflating cock from my hole, he looked at his stomach, noticing my cum stuck to both of us. “Looks like you might have shot one of your last neg loads already.” He said laughing. “Yeah” I replied, I barely touched myself and just started cumming.” ”Well, it looks like we could use another shower. He looked down at my hole. “Damn that looks good! A nice cummy hole.” He reached out and started rubbing it with his thumb. Looking at me he’s asked. “How’re you feeling? Scared? Nervous?” ”Honestly, a little scared, but mostly happy. I’m really glad that we did this, no matter the outcome.” ”We’ll you know we’re not done yet right?” Dave asked. “I was hoping you would say that” I said smiling. “We’re going to keep fucking all week, I want to send you home knocked up with my gift Mike. And I meant what I said, until you do, I will be the only one fucking this hole. It’s mine.” Hearing this, my cock started to grow again. “Well it seems like you really like the sound of that, huh Mike?” ”My hole is yours Dave. I want your cum in me as much as I can get it!” I sat up on the bed, and noticed the thing that Dave had put on the desk when he pulled the lube out of his bag. It was a go pro camera. I asked him ”Is that recording? “Yeah it is. I wanted to document your gifting I’m sorry I should have said something, but I wanted it to be more natural. I hope your not mad, my intention was to give it to you so you would have it” ”I’m not mad at all! I think it’s Hot! I didn’t even think about it! Thank you Dave!” “I promise I will not show anyone this, it’s for us only okay” ”Sounds good to me” Looking down, Dave saw my cock standing at attention again. ”Hmmm someone does like the camera” laughing he pushed me back on the bed. “Move up a little” I pushed myself up to the middle of the bed, Dave climbed over me taking my cock in his mouth. My head rolled back with the sensation. His lips gliding up and down my length. I looked down at his head bobbing up and down. I saw him reach for the lube. He pulled his mouth off of me, opening the lube he squirted some on his hand and started stroking my cock with it. “Oh god! That feels so good Dave! What are you doing though?” ”Just relax Mike. I’ll do all the work” With that he straddled my waist and reached behind himself rubbing some lube in his crack, grabbing hold of my cock he started to lower himself on me. I felt the head of my cock at the entrance of his hole and he started to apply pressure. I felt my head pop inside of him and then he slowly sank onto my cock. The warmth was overwhelming. I looked up at him, his head was back and his mouth was open, a low satisfying moan escaping from him. When I was completely inside of him, he put both of his hands on my chest and looked at me. “I know you’re more of a bottom, but I want your last neg loads inside of me. With that, he started rocking back and forth on my cock. “Oh god Dave! That feels so damn good! This is amazing! I didn’t know you bottomed” ”I like to flip, I love the feeling of cum inside of me too!” He started to ride my cock in a steady rhythm, back and forth. My eyes rolled back and I moaned with the feeling of his hole gripping my cock. “That’s it Mike, just let go and enjoy it. Breed my hole the same way I bred yours. Give me your load baby!” Between the feeling of his hole on my cock and his talking I could feel my cum getting ready to shoot. I yelled out. “I’m gonna cum!” “That’s it baby! Shoot your load in me! Give me that seed baby!” That took me over the edge, my cock exploded inside of him. “UGHHHHHHHH!” I could feel my cum shooting in his hole and it felt so good. I had never felt such an intense orgasm or felt so connected with someone as my body shook with pleasure ”That’s it baby. Breed me deep, Yes! I love it!” As my body started to come down and my breathing slowed. I could finally focus my eyes. I could see Dave smiling down at me. He was still slowly rocking back and forth. I could feel his hole clenching my cock milking it. “That was awesome baby! Mmmmm we will definitely do that again too” he was smiling at me as he said this ”Holy crap” was the only thing I could say at that moment. He laughed at me. “I guess you liked it huh?” ”Yeah I definitely did! How about that shower now huh?” “Let’s do it babe! Then we can go grab some dinner!”

Dave grabbed the bottle of lube from the bed. Squirted some on his hand and started stroking his cock, then started rubbing my hole with his finger. Looking me In the eyes. “You ready?” ”Yes I am” I replied “Just relax Mike, we will take it nice and easy. I want this to happen as naturally as possible. I don’t like trying to tear up a hole with brushes or my nails. Here we go!” Dave stepped forward, “Grab your legs and show me that hole!” I grabbed my legs behind the knees and pulled them back. Grabbing his cock, I felt the head nudge up against my hole. Dave looked me in the eyes and started to push into me ”That’s it Mike! Open your pussy for me. I could feel his cock stretching me open as he entered me. Slowly going in the whole time he was staring into my eyes. “Keep breathing Mike. Almost all the way in. Ughhhh there we go! Damn your hole feels amazing like I knew it would. You truly were built to take cock.” Still looking me in the eye. “This is the point of no return. I’m inside of you now, no pulling out!” staring back at Dave. “Damn your cock feels amazing! I’ve wanted this for so long, and I’m so glad you’re sharing it with me.” With that Dave started to move in and out of me. My head rolled back with the sensation of him fucking me. I was In heaven. Feeling him pull almost all the way out and then his balls on my ass as he bottomed out in me. A nice and slow rhythm. “God this feels so amazing Mike! I’m not sure how long I’ll last this time!” I could feel his pace picking up. My hard cock jumping every time he bottomed out in me. Dave started to really move in me now, his pace and breathing quickening. His eyes were becoming unfocused. He shook his head and looked me in the eyes. “I’m getting close Mike. Are you ready for my gift? Are you ready to take my poz cum deep in you? ” ”Yes Dave, please cum in me. I want your gift! Don’t stop please!” “Oh god! I’m gonna cum baby!” I felt Dave bury himself in me, I could feel right where the head of his cock was inside of me. “UGHHHHH!!” I felt the wetness of his cum as he let go. Right in front of the head of his cock ”UGHHHH!! UGHHHH!!” Dave’s whole body was shaking with his orgasm as he filled me with his poz seed. I grabbed my own cock and gave it one stroke and I started shooting all over my chest and stomach. “UGHHHH! SHIT!” I yelled as squirt after squirt shot from my cock. Dave fell on top of me still shaking from his orgasm my cock still spasming between us. I wrapped my legs around him and started to milk his cock with my hole. His breathing was starting to slow down and his shaking eased up. I started to rub his back still milking him as much as I could. Dave picked himself up and leaned on his elbows. Looking me in the eyes, he smiled and said. “You’re mine now. Your pussy belongs to me.”

Chapter 13 “Josh, I’m going to go pay the check, hopefully without too many people noticing my erection. If you’re serious about getting knocked up meet me outside the diner. This is your one chance to change your mind.” I made it to the counter with only a few disgusted looks from a few people and several more looks from guys who were practically licking their lips. Josh was waiting for me outside. He grabbed my hand and pulled me towards his apartment, which thank god was just around the corner. We barely made it upstairs before he had his tongue down my throat. I pushed him down to his knees. “You’re a horny little fucker aren’t you? Get me wet, that’s all the lube you’re getting.” He pulled my shorts down and went to town. He noticed the bio tat on my hip and started tracing it with his finger while he continued to suck me.” “You like that ink huh.” He moaned even louder. I pushed him off my dick and told him to strip. He had a studio apartment so it didn’t take much to make it to the bed. “Get on your back present your pussy to me.” He immediately assumed the position with his legs in the air. “Fuck look at that hairy hole,” I said then dived in to get a taste. I ate his 22 year old ass like I was starving. He was going crazy. “Fuck me uncle Scotty, fuck me. Stick your toxic cock in my neg pussy and fucking knock me up! Please,” he whined. I removed my tongue and replaced it with my fingers. Two slipped in rather easily. Mmm looks like you’re already a little loose.” “My neighbor fucked me right before I met you for dinner. He’s pretty big.” “I assume he didn’t breed you?” “No,” he said ashamed, “he used a condom.” I had worked up to three fingers now. “No condoms after tonight ever again. Understood?” “YES!” He screamed, “no condoms, no condoms.” I removed my fingers and was now standing at the foot of the bed with his legs in my hands. “This is your last chance. As soon as I shove my toxic dick deep in your neg pussy there’s no going back.” “Do it!!” In one go I was balls deep inside him. My dicks about 6.5” and pretty thick. “You like that toxic precum lubing up your pussy?” “Oh fuck!” he said. I started pulling in and out making him moan each time I rammed my cock back inside. “Don’t stop! Knock me up!!” He kept saying over and over. I’m not sure how long I continued to plow his ass. I think we both lost track of time, but eventually I could tell I was close so I shoved my cock as deep as possible and blew my load. It’s amazing how much bigger my loads seem to be when I’m breeding a neg hole. I looked my godson in the eye as I slowly pulled out. “How you doing Josh?” “Holy fuck that was awesome!” He looked down at his stomach which was covered in cum. “Damn boy, do you usually come without touching yourself?” “Nope, that was definitely a first.” “Well I’ll take that as a compliment. No second thoughts about the toxic cum fighting to change you forever?” “Only one.” Oh no here comes the regret, I thought. Then he said, “I need more!” “What was that?” “Don’t tease me uncle Scott. I need more poz cum!” “Damn I’m proud of you!” “Scotty not kidding here. I’ve never been so fucking horny in my life. Please I need more!” “Sorry, I need to recharge for a bit. I’m definitely more a bottom so I understand what you’re going through. Let me see what I can do.” I sent out a group text to the guys, Chad, Chris, Matty and Dr. Manning to see if any of them were available to offer their cum to a neg boy in need. I also sent them a pic of his cunt dripping with my load. While I was waiting for a response I went on bbrt to see if anyone was close by. Interesting, there was a poz guy that appeared to be right on top of us. I sent him a message, ‘hey, I have a young guy here who just took his first poz load and he’s hungry for more. You interested?’ ‘Fuck yeah! Fucked a guy earlier but he made me wrap up. Where’s the slut at?’ Turned out Josh and the guy lived in the same building. I gave him the apartment number and less than five minutes later there was a knock on the door. “Josh, get on all fours with your ass towards the door.” I let the guy in and greeted him. He immediately started stripping. “How did you convince this slut to take your poz load? I’ve been trying for months to breed him but he always makes me wrap up.” At the sound of the guys voice Josh turned his head and let out a squeak. “Eyes forward!” I snapped. “This doesn’t concern you.” He gulped and faced forward. “I think he’s a natural chaser, just needed the right push. I’m an old trusted family friend.” “Cool. I’d decided after I fucked him today that next time I was going to doctor the condom. His ass is just too good not to be pozzed.” With that he slammed his hard 8” cock all the way in causing Josh to scream out in pain. “Come on boy you’ve already had me in you once today and you have your friends toxic load inside you as lube, so man up.” While he was busy working on my godson’s ass I noticed I had a few messages from the guys. ‘Damn is that your poz load leaking from that nice ass?’ Asked Matty. ‘Umm a neg ass, I’m in,’ was Chad’s response. And Chris wanted to know how many loads he had so far. Dr. Manning’s text was the best. ‘Address?’ ‘Yep, my load. Just one so far but currently his poz neighbor is giving him his second.’ I then sent the address. Josh was moaning like a whore as the guy started grunting and blasted his load. He pulled out and Josh collapsed on the bed. I smacked his ass and told him, “hey slut, once someone’s given you their gift you always say thank you, then clean off their cock. No questions asked.” He quickly flipped around and thanked him profusely then started sucking his cock. When he finished Josh said, “I’m sorry for making you wrap up sir, thank you for the load I’ll never ask for a condom again.” “Oh you better believe that boy and I’m going to have to make you pay for all the times you made me go safe.” With that he told Josh to open his mouth. He held his face, spit in his mouth and said, “good boy, now swallow. Nice, there’s hope for you yet.” He turned to me and said, “thanks for breaking him in and inviting me over. Have a good night.” As he was opening the door to leave, there was another young man getting ready to knock. He backed up in surprise when the door opened. The neighbor winked at him and said, “the sluts all lubed up and ready for you, happy breeding.” The new guy looked confused and just shut the door behind him. “Uhhh Josh, what the fuck man?” He looked from Josh to me, both of us naked. “Zack, what are you doing here?” “We were supposed to meet at the bar for drinks an hour ago. I’ve been texting and calling you but you didn’t respond so here I am. Obviously you got sidetracked.” I’d taken a seat on the bed and was stroking my dick which was rapidly starting to wake up and took a good look at Zack. He looked about the same age as Josh, 5’8”, cute, a few extra pounds. Very fuckable. “Sorry Zack, I had dinner with my uncle Scott and well we...” he stopped and looked at me and then back to Zack, not quite sure what to say. I jumped in, “sorry I didn’t mean to monopolize him tonight, we just lost track of time.” Josh, your uncle’s fucking you?” “Well, technically he’s my godfather, I just call him my uncle.” This whole time Josh was fingering his ass. After a few seconds he took his cum covered fingers and licked them off. Zack watched the whole time with his mouth open. “Holy fuck Josh, is that cum? Did they cum inside you? Did you bareback?” “Yes, yes and oh my god yes! Zack you have to try it. I’m never using condoms again.” My phone pinged so I got up to check it. As I did Zack noticed my bio haz tat on my back. He stage whispered to Josh, “dude he has a biohaz tat. Fuck that means he’s poz.” “Right again.” I noticed I could see Zack’s cock growing in his shorts. I grabbed his cock through the fabric and squeezed. “Seems like you kinda of like the thought of poz com yourself son.” “No, no, no, I don’t want to be pozzed.” “Your brain maybe saying that but your cock doesn’t seem to agree. Does that turn you on seeing your friend finger his sloppy cunt?” Josh spreed his legs open and leaned back on the bed. “You should taste the cum, it’s delicious.” I pushed him forward and he automatically dropped to his knees and dove into Josh’s ass. As he was busy eating out Josh there was a knock on the door. I opened up to find Matty and the doc. I gave them both a hug and a deep kiss. “Hmm that’s not what I pictured when you said his poz neighbor,” Matty said motioning at Zack. “Oh no, you just missed the neighbor. That’s Zack, Josh’s neg friend who just stopped by to check on him since they were supposed to meet up earlier tonight. Oh and he does not want to be pozzed.” “Could have fooled me!” Matty said. Doc added, “well we’ll just have to see what we can do to change his mind.

I was going home from college for Thanksgiving. It had been a hard start to the school year. First year and trying to get used to how college courses are different from high school. I am Jeff, about 5' 7" and around 140#, muscular but not huge muscles and I knew I was a bottom, but had not had anal sex yet. I had no idea as I prepared for the trip home that this year I would end up being the main stuffed bird. I only lived a short distance from school, so I took a bus home. I actually find riding a bus more relaxing than other modes of travel. Fairly smooth ride and the seats are usually more comfortable than flying or taking a train. It was only about a 5 hour drive including an hour layover about 1/2 way there. While waiting for the original bus, I had time to run across the street to a bar. I had a fake ID stating I was 22 instead of the actual 18 I was. I had a I drinks and made it back just in time to climb on the bus to leave. When we finally had that stop for bus change, I had to pee badly. I headed to the restroom fast. About the only bad thing about a bus trip is usually the restrooms. They were mostly just barely clean and even then kind of smelly. This one was no different I found out as I entered. The urinals looked a bit nasty to me, old style flush your own that nobody seemed to know how to do. I just headed quickly into a stall. I closed the door and turning to yank my cock out in a hurry I didn't notice, at first, that this particular stall had a glory hole in it. As I was 'draining my radiator', I heard the stall door next to mine open and close. As I had turned my head that way, I finally noticed the hole in the wall. Reaching out, I took ahold of his cock through the hole and as soon as I did he pushed against the partition so as to get the whole thing as far into my booth as possible. The floor looked to be reasonably clean, so I dropped to my knees and after stroking the cock for a minute or two, I opened my mouth and took it all inside on one gulp. It had been a while, but the taste still had the same effect on me, very intoxicating. I was soon sucking that cock but good. It soon grew nice and hard and definitely got to be a good 8" and nice and fat, filling my mouth full and pushing into my throat. It was also precumming more than I think I had ever had before. It was so much that I had to keep swallowing to keep up with it so it would not overflow out of my mouth and drip on me. I was loving the taste and the amount was amazing. I sucked him for a good 15 minutes with him thrusting hard against the partition and then he was really slamming it as he was trying to fuck my mouth and was getting harder and thicker. I knew from his moans and movements that he must be getting ready to cum and I redoubled my sucking to match his thrusts even more. Another minute or two later and he rammed the partition hard enough to almost knock it over and his cock started to throb. He was cumming and the amount matched the precum a lot as he seemed to cum a gallon. I was wondering if he was going to stop or not. Then he kind of jerked a couple of times and pulled out of my mouth and I heard him say thanks. I rose and exited my booth and went to the sink to wash my hands and make sure no excess cum was on my lips or face. As I was washing the man came out and walked over to the sink also. I noticed I had seen him on the bus before. He nodded at me with a nice smile and he was older than me by a few years but looked to be under 30 and was very thin. He looked pretty hot in a kind of wasted way for some reason but still damn nice to look at. He looked to be a good 6' tall and maybe around 180# and looked plenty solid also. He then told me he had seen me on the bus also and informed me of where he was going. I was surprised as it was where my home was. I told him that and he said that maybe we could see each other again then as he would be there on business for at least 2 or 3 weeks. I nodded and told him I was going home for Thanksgiving and would also be there about that amount of time. We exited the restroom together talking about nothing in particular but kind of enjoying each other's company. It wasn't much longer till the bus call came and we headed to it to board and get settled in for another 2 hour ride to our destination. We took seats together at the very back of the bus. We chatted as we got underway and taking glances towards the front to see if it was clear would make-out and grope each other a little. We both stayed hard for practically the entire rest of the trip. We finally arrived and upon getting off of the bus, made sure we had each other's contact numbers and told each other that we had to get together again soon.

The day has arrived. I left work, went to my hotel and changed into some jeans and a t-shirt. The smell of the jock I had been wearing was heavenly. I drove to the motel BEAST had chosen. As I was driving, the scent from the jock kept wafting up, making me even more horny. As I pulled in, I noticed BEAST was already there...watching. I got out of the car and headed to get the room key. As I came out of the lobby, BEAST blew cigar smoke in my face. He tossed His bag at me saying, "fag carry My bag...it's gonna be fun using you." We got to the room and BEAST told me to strip. He grinned and my cock started throbbing. I set up our "altar" with a black candle and the chalice. I pulled out the ritual, I had sent it to Him for approval. BEAST ordered me to my knees and had me lick His boots. He instructed me that from now on I was to greet Him in a nasty jock, with or without boots, and kneeling ready to lick His boots. Once that was done, I handed Him the chalice. He had me stand and we both pissed into the chalice together. I stared at His pierced cock the entire time. He zipped back up and we went through the ritual ending with us drinking from the chalice. BEAST growled. He pulled out the chairs from the table and had me sit. He pulled out some long leather straps and strapped me down. I couldn't move. BEAST sat in front of me and started punching my thighs...staring into my soul, daring me to scream. The pounding got more and more intense as He worked through a range of implements. He pulled out a set of brass knuckles and asked how many punches I wanted. I stammered..."five in each thigh, BEAST." He laughed...the beating began and He said "count them fag." At ten in each thigh He started grinning and stopped. At this point my thighs were on fire. They had already started to develop bruises. I wasn't sure what I had gotten myself into...but I was enjoying it very much. BEAST stood up and stripped down to a jock. The first tattoo I noticed was an upside down pentagram with baphomet in the center. BEAST turned around and shoved His ass in my face and said "Eat." As my face was buried in His hole I felt Him start to stroke. After a few minutes, He stood up and shot a thick load all over my face. BEAST pulls off His dirty jock and puts it over my face. While saying, "fag, you are a lot of fun. I am going to have fun ruining you."

In the mid 1970's there were a few gloryholes between booths in the adult film arcade at a bookstore I frequented back then.Didn't know what they were really,used to sniff poppers and watch men jack off.One night turned off the lamp in my booth to watch a man in the next booth jack to gay porn,got on my knees to watch thru the hole and got hit hard in my left eye by his hard cockhead coming thru punching into my eye.Left a bruise.He told me to suck his cock and I did,no warning when he came,just a few spurts into my throat.He left and the poppers wore off leaving me with a black eye and a strangers cum in my mouth.Several months later found me at the same hole with a man intent on educating a neophyte into the possibilities in those back booths.We had smoked a joint in the parking lot in preparation,and I agreed to do as he said.Less than ten minutes later we were in that booth together my pants around my ankles sucking his cock...the man in the next booth poked his cock thru and I was ordered to suck him off and I did.Really loved being told what to do like that....so when he poppered me up spun me around and pushed me back towards the hole and another hard cock fucked me I was introduced to getting bred by strangers thru that hole.Man I would love to have a video of that nite.:)

I knew it lol! I knew I was on the verge of a fever. Just the whole way my body was feeling even more vulnerable than being on accutane, I could tell something was about to come crashing down in a couple of days that I couldn't do anything about. You know, it starts off with the ever so subtle queezy feeling mentally like something is about to wear you down and you wish to god you won't wake-up with fever but at the same time you know it's inevitable. So I woke up in the middle of the night, cold as hell! You know the typical fever symptoms when you feel colder than you actually are. Not long later did I develop night sweats, I guess because my body was trying keep me warm but yeah I started sweating moderately. Wasn't too annoying. Then I started weezy weezy coughing with tons of flem in the back of my throat and nose had the same amount of flem jammed inside it. At that point yupp, I knew I had a fever exactly as I expected when I first caught hold of the symptoms. Whether this is HIV or not, I don't know. What I can say is, I went back to sleep about 45 minutes later and woke up fresh, hours later i.e. now. When I say fresh well, I kind of mean it. I don't feel cold anymore, I didn't wake up sweating, the sore throat and weezy coughing is there but I don't feel like my throat is so fucked up like someone rammed Legos inside it, like last night (kind of felt like my throat was healing itself through excruciating flem and pain, which makes sense because now it feels a lot better and coughing is no longer a death sentence) temperature and headache is noticeable, but is not bad; I'm not bed bound. I feel like the fever is subsiding and won't come back (again, I just have that bodily feeling that this was a one and done episode and with more rest I'm going to better and better, my intuition isn't always right but 99% of the times it is.) But yeah, this typical flu can honestly be fuck flu and even though it's only been 4 days I was fine before this, didn't have any sex with anyone else and in fact that day was the only day I have went outside the entire week because I work from home (besides the home gym in my back garden which could have also given me this flu because cold iron.. man. I have been consistently going however despite the cold weather, maybe it just caught up to me now I don't know, but from the symptoms to go from zero to hundred over night.. I don't know if th gym caused this). so it's a shocker that I caught onto the flu really bad at this moment. One other thing, as guilty as this sounds, in order for me to go back to sleep again in the middle of the night, I was actually stroking over the thought of a guy today to load me up and maybe hit the baths later. I mean, this is the time that many people consider 'best' and even the mere thought of it made me find peace, solace and a deprived sense of horniness about the whole thing made me feel better. I don't know if the guy is Poz, but someone at the baths may be. I do like the thought of not knowing makes me feel better! It almost feels kind of gives me a way to 'seal the deal' without entirely slamming the door shut. Leaving that little inkling of doubt to spread itself. The bottom line is, I don't know if it's HIV or not. But the way the symptoms just came down like that overnight, is pretty telling.

I breed at flex on Sunday afternoons from about 2 pm till 8pm. I eat ass in wet sauna..and breed in wet sauna and sling. Love being watched. As I shoot my toxic unmedicated loads in Hungary raw cumdumps.

CTI THE FIRST TREATMENT We left the room with me hiding my naked, hard cock and in between the two muscle men. The each grabbed my upper arms, pulling my hand away from my crotch allowing my cock to voice free. As we moved down the hall, I could hear moans and grunts coming from behind the shut doors and at one door I heard “Oh fuck yeah, infect me! Give it to me” We arrived at an open door and went into the room. On one wall was a huge tv and in the center was a line wooden chair. Some sort of machine was under it, but I didn’t know what it was. I was moved to the front of the chair and I saw that in the seat was a hole about six inches in diameter. The muscle men turned me and pushed me down in the chair. One secured my ankles to the leg of the chair behind them, the other secured my wrists to the arms of the chair. Then one got down behind the chair and did something unknown to me as the other man reach down between my hips and the chair and pulls my ass checks apart. I felt something cold touched my hole The last thing they did was put when looked like an oxygen tube, like the ones from a hospital under my nose. As they left one said: “Breath deep through your nose abs enjoy the show” The tv came on and a blue screen was illuminating the dark room. A voice from nowhere echoed the room: “When you see the word ‘Hit’ breath deeply through your nose. When you see the word ‘hold’ then hold your breath. When you see the word ‘release’ you exhale” “Are you ready to begin” “Yes” I replied The screen lit up with an image of a naked man with a huge hard cock, then switched to the words “you crave cock” As the screen switched to another imagine I felt something pushing to get up my hole. As the images of nude men continued to change on the screen, the object pushed into my hole, sliding in deep. The word HIT popped on the screen so I breathed deeply through my nose, then the picture of a hard cock flash then back to hit - I did a hit again as the rush of poppers flowed through my body. Then a cock again then Hit. I followed the directions. The the word Hold flashed and I held my breath until the word release flashed The images changed to short videos of men sucking cock, licking nuts sacs and then sucking again. The object in my hole was sliding in and out of my hole at a steady pace, bring me pleasure. My cock was hard and leaking. The would Hit last again and I followed the instructions, hit again and again until I had hit five times then held for about fifteen seconds and then released At this point the sucking videos had been replaced my fucking, bareback fucking. The object picked up a little speed and my leaking increased as my cock bounced. Plus pleasure. The videos changed showing up close fucking with raw cocks sliding in and out of holes, to far away, then back close up. The instructions to hit again popped up again between the videos over and over until I had hit ten times and held and released. The rush was intense. I felt my inhibitions slid away. My mouth watered, my cock throbbed and my hole relaxed as the object again sped up. The raw fucking videos now showed men getting bred and I would hear sayings. “You want raw cock” “Your hole was made for cum” “All loads should be taken none refused” Then more instructions on hitting appeared. I did as instructed. As the videos of fucking and breeding continued. “You crave infected cum” “You want the virus” “Sexual Suicide is what you want” “You want HIV” “You crave toxic loads” “You want poz loads” “You want AIDS” In the videos I saw biohazard tattoos and tattoos of scorpions on the men getting fucked. Then more popper instructions. The rush flowed through me. The machine was fucking my hole quickly, hitting my g-spot and causing more leaking from my cock. “Tell me what you want!” “Poz loads” I replied “Where do you want them” “Up my hole” More popper instructions, that I followed. My head was swimming Fromm the rush and I could feel my heart beat in my temples and my cock. My hole relaxed even more as the machine fucked me quickly. “You want infected seed in you” “Yes” I screamed My balls were so pulled up tightly that they ached. I could feel the warm pre-cum puddling between my legs. I know I would not last long. The machine was fucking me faster. I screamed in pleasure and my load shot out my cock and flew high in the air. It was a massive load. As I shot the machine stopped and the object was pulled out. The video also went dark. I sat there breathing heavy coming down from the rush. I head the door open behind me and soon saw the two musclemen. “Damn never seen someone turn that quickly” one said They released me and half dragged me back to my room.

Daddy’s Cuntboy Part 3 Hearing the unexpected exclamation, I hesitated. Daddy grabbed my head and pushed it down until I felt my lips completely engulf his cock to the root holding me there. “Just in time boy,” laughing at the direction of the voice. “I’ve got to piss.” Daddy released the pressure... I hesitantly pulled off his cock and looked up to my Daddy’s face. He was staring intently towards the doorway and my gaze went immediately to the spot and saw him. My cunt quivered as the stranger’s dark eyes stared back at me. “Cuntboy, this is puppy... puppy, this is cuntboy.” I took in all of puppy. No older than mid 20s, 6’, solid 180 lbs. his shaved body glistened as the contours of his muscles took in the red light...highlighting his deeply formed Adonis belt. His hands roughly grasped the pouch of a red swimmer jockstrap pouch barely containing his dripping cut cock. Straps of a red piped bulldog harness accentuated his hard pecs as his ringed tits pointed down from the mass of muscle. With a twist of his neck, I saw the glint of a tag on his leather collar. Noticing my curiosity, he reached up holding it proudly. ” Yeah cuntboy...I’m puppy.” “Cuntboy, this is your alpha,” Daddy announced. I felt my pulse quicken as my cock began to rise. Moving towards us, puppy rubbed his hands across his full pecs and pulled on his tits. “Fuck yeah cuntboy, Daddy told me tonight’s the night you’d be here.” Standing next to me across from Daddy, his hand examined my upper torso moving on to my tits. I moaned realizing that I was to service this puppy. “Oh, fuck yeah!” Picking up my leash and grabbing another, Daddy reminded us that we were there to service him. “Ok you two, there’ll be time for that. Puppy, time to feed on Daddy’s chem piss. Cuntboy, climb off the sling and put that jockstrap back on.” Obeying Daddy’s command, I quickly went for my jockstrap. Puppy, smiling at the sight of the yellow jockstrap on the floor, moved to Daddy’s feet...instantly falling to his knees he presented his open mouth. I pulled up my jockstrap and adjusted my cock and balls. Daddy saw this and nodded to me, indicating I was to join puppy between his legs. I sank to my knees...shoulder to shoulder with puppy. There we were...waiting to service our Daddy. My cunt now aching...fully knowing my new place. Daddy placed the leashes on our collars and held them. “Cuntboy, this piss is for puppy here. I’ve trained him to be a fucking urinal like you will be soon. Watch and learn.” Opening his mouth wider, puppy took Daddy’s cock down to the root in one fell swoop. “Fuck!” I exclaimed reacting to the sight of puppy feeding on Daddy’s chem piss... imagining him tasting my cunt juices after Daddy shot a load in me during future sessions. “Yeah puppy, drink up. Fucking chem pup! Watch his throat cuntboy. See him taking it all down his gullet.” I was in awe... Puppy’s throat muscles spasmed as he took our Daddy’s piss. My mouth opened slightly, reliving the feeling of Daddy’s piss going down my own throat. As suddenly as puppy took the cock down, he released it. There he was, mouth open smiling with a look of satisfaction. Daddy held puppy’s head and bent down releasing a long string of spit into his mouth. Keeping his gaze on Daddy, puppy swallowed. “Good puppy...stay right there. Cuntboy, bring that jar over you just filled. Puppy needs more piss.” Standing and turning to grab the jar of my piss, Daddy released my leash. I went for the table, I ffeeling the metal chain on my back as my ass cheeks took in the handle and seemingly attempting to feed it to my cunt. Holding the jar in both hands, I turned and walked back to them. What a fucking sight...Daddy towering behind puppy... as puppy, on his knees, faced me. My eyes locked with puppy’s and I went down on my knees. “Fuck!” puppy groaned as he took the jar and drank. “Good puppy...it’s cuntboy’s first load of slam piss,” Daddy, holding onto his shoulders, proudly announced. Grabbing our collars, Daddy forcefully pulled us closer ‘til our faces met. Tongues clashing, we devoured each other. “Fuck yeah! ...boys...give Daddy a show!” Puppy wrapped an arm around my neck and pulled us closer. I began humping his leg feeling his sweat covered pecs slipping over mine. Feeling his other hand moving down my back towards my cunt, I arched...offering myself to him. Daddy began to laugh, “Yeah cuntboy...looks like puppy wants your cunt.” I growled.... “Ok...enough,” Daddy commanded, pulling puppy up to his feet. “Puppy, in the sling,” he ordered. I sat back on my knees watching puppy eagerly climbing into the sling. Daddy secured his ankles and wrists. My cock pulsed. Grabbing the rubber strap, Daddy wrapped it around puppy’s bicep. “On all fours cuntboy,” Daddy ordered...leading me to the foot of the sling, he pulled me back up to my knees with a full view of puppy and released my leash. “Stay there for now cuntboy.” I gasped. There was puppy, his shackled legs spread open exposing a pair of swollen cunt lips. I couldn’t look away as it hit me... red jockstrap...red piped harness... Looking down, puppy laughed pushing out those engorged cunt lips... “Daddy’s been working my cunt for a while cuntboy. Whaddaya think?” “FUCKING HELL!” I groaned.... Holding another rig...walking to puppy, Daddy chuckled, “Think about it. No rush.” Imagining Daddy working my cunt lips, I let out a guttural moan from deep inside me. Daddy put the orange tip in puppy’s mouth. Grinning, puppy bit down grasping it with his teeth. Daddy pulled the syringe leaving the tip between puppy’s teeth. Puppy spit it out in my direction and begged, “Slam your puppy Daddy!” I watched Daddy prep and guide the needle into puppy’s vein. Puppy gasped as the register emerged. “AWWW FUCK!” puppy exhaled on the intake. “Fuck yeah! Two slammed up boys servicing Daddy!” Puppy bucked... his ass lifting off the sling offering up his swollen cunt. Seeing puppy’s slammed state, my cunt reacted. I fell forward on my hands and raised my ass up allowing my cunt lips room to fully pulse from the hunger emanating from deep inside me. “Crawl the fuck over here cuntboy,” Daddy ordered. “Time for another slam.”

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

I prefer bigger and confess to sometimes only sucking small cocks for a short while through gloryholes and then moving back out of reach. For me it’s not the smallness of the cock itself - I’m happy enough to enthusiastically suck small dicks (*so long as they’re hard) in a steam room or out in the open - it’s the physical constraints of the gloryhole where the wooden wall exacerbates the size problem i.e. essentially 2 or 3 cm of length are in effect rendered inaccessible making the suck uncomfortable. I feel the same about fucking big assess through gloryholes, the accessibility problem of getting right to the asshole through the gloryhole and the fleshy ass checks robs the enjoyment for me compared with a trim twink ass. If I had an 8” cock it would be different I expect ...

005 - Brothers I was swimming. I was flying. I was floating. I was fucked. And I wanted - more than anything I’d ever wanted before - to be fucked. My hole was throbbing around the plug that suddenly felt like a spear being rammed right through me. My cock tingled, still limp and increasingly undesired. My whole body pulsed with sensation, only some of it real, and being caused by Raff and Jesse. The rest was from memories that danced in my mind like some sort of pornographic clipshow. The first time I’d sucked dick. The first time I’d buried my face between Jesse’s asscheeks. The first time Reese had fucked me. And all the events of this evening so far. They all suddenly felt so intense, and real, like I could step backwards through time using just my memory. “... Oby… Toby… Toby? Open your eyes, babe.” It was Jesse’s voice, and suddenly my eyes shot open. He was in front of me, holding my face in both hands, smiling. “There you are.” He kissed me, then looked behind me at Raff. “He’s back.” “Good boy.” I felt Raffs hand on my head, ruffling my hair like I was a child. I turned to see that he was currently fiddling with Jesse’s laptop, logging into some porn site I’d never seen before. “Wh… What happened?” I asked, suddenly very aware of myself. I was exactly where I had been, knelt down in front of the sofa, but it felt like I had been there for hours. Movement was difficult at first. “How long was I…?” “Just a few minutes.” Jesse answered. “You spaced out, big time.” “I introduced you to Tina.” Raff explained. “She’s fun, isn’t she? Don’t worry, you’ll be seeing more of her real soon. How are you feeling? Good?” I nodded. “You like how that plug feels?” I nodded again, more enthusiastically. “Good. Pick one.” He told me, pointing at the screen. On it, there were a bunch of different porn titles listed. ‘GHB Sex Pigs’, ‘3 hour sex party’, ‘Brutal Rape’, ‘Meth mansluts’, ‘Greedy fucktard’, ‘Toxic seed’. I didn’t know what a lot of the titles meant, but my blurry vision zoomed in on one title in particular. “‘Cheap Manwhore’?” The answer made Raff laugh. “Good choice. One of my favourites.” The video that started playing was another hotel group, though this one didn’t have a lucky twink taking it in every hole. Just a bunch of incredibly sexy, sweaty, sleazy looking men sucking, wanking, and fucking each other. Raff turned away from the TV to face us. “Right then, now that you’re all sorted out, I’ve got another job for you. Look at your boy.” I turned to see Jesse - he was sat on the sofa, with his ass hanging over the edge, currently playing with the double ender in his hole. I turned back to Raff, who walked closer to me, placing a hand on the side of my head. My face was so close to his crotch, I could smell his body. “You did a real good job of getting him all loosened up for me. Thanks to you, he might actually survive this. But there’s a problem. See, I didn’t bring any lube with me.” That there was a bottle of our lube right next to his foot was clearly not relevant here. “In two minutes, I’m going to be fucking Jesse harder than he’s ever been fucked before, and all the lube he’s going to get is currently in your mouth.” With that, Raff put his free hand on the rim of his sweatpants and pushed down. No underwear prevented the huge black monster of a cock from flopping out, so hard that it nearly hit me. My mouth watered at the sight of it. I heard a whimper from Jesse, behind me. “So let’s see how much you really care about him.” I was pretty good at sucking dick, but before I’d even got my mouth around the dripping head of Raff’s dick, I knew I was in trouble. Reese’s dick was the closest I’d been to this, and I’d guess that Raff was at least three inches bigger, not to mention a lot thicker. There was a metal ring wrapped tightly around the base, which only served to make it look bigger still, and caused the veins to bulge. His balls swung below, looking ready to burst. Raff let me clean the head of precum before he took hold of my head, gripping my hair tight, forcing me to remain still as he began pushing his dick into my mouth. Raff was in complete control of me. If he pushed in too far and I couldn’t take it, he’d back off a little, but not much, and not for long, before he began pushing back in. I’m not sure what would have happened if I tried to force him off, but fortunately, it never came up. I struggled to breathe, but just about managed it, and Raff clearly didn’t mind the unattractive snorts I was making as I worked out how to keep myself going. Breathing only through my nose meant I couldn’t escape the incredible musky scent of his body. That smell was almost as good a high as the ‘T’ pulsing in my ass. Reading my mind, I felt Jesse move behind me. He was kneeling down, and I felt his hands on me. One went to the buttplug, gripping it by the base, twisting at it, pushing and pulling it just enough to make it move within me. The other hand, to my great surprise, came round to my front and took hold of my cock, which was now rock hard again. I hadn’t even noticed it till he touched it, but now I realized that it had been like that for a few minutes, and my legs were splashed with precum where it had been bouncing around. Jesse kissed at my shoulders and neck, and it felt like my body was filling with lightning from all the different stimulations. I couldn’t decide which part of me felt the most intense, and the longer it went on, the more difficult it was to even distinguish between them. “Fuck! Look at you two.” I heard Raff talk above me. “Last time I had two twinks like this, they just fought each other, wanting me all to themselves. But you two ain’t like that, are you?” Raff’s grip weakened, and he let his dick slide out of my mouth. One hand stayed on my head, while the other moved to Jesse’s. He looked down at us, and we both stared up at him. Jesse continued playing with my dick and the plug. “Two fucked up brothers taking this trip together, right?” Raff pushed both our heads towards his dick, and we began playing with it, licking and sucking at it and each other. I let Jesse take the lead, since I’d already had plenty of alone time with it. “Fucking beautiful! I just wish I could fuck you both at the same time, too.” With that, we both knew it was time. We moved away from his dick, and Jesse let go of me. He got to his feet, then helped me to mine. I suddenly realized how bad I was shaking. I hadn’t stood up in a while and my legs felt weak. Jesse held me up. “You okay?” He asked. I nodded, and he kissed me, his hand wrapping around my dick again, pumping it a few times before letting go. I was already getting soft again. Raff was racking up another four lines, and laughed when he saw me playing with myself, trying to get it up again. “Don’t sweat it, kid. You’re not going to be needing it tonight anyway. That you need a real mans cock inside you in order to get it up just shows you that you’re exactly where you should be.” With that, Raff bent down, taking two lines at lightning speed. Just like last time, he passed the straw to Jesse, who did his, then passed it to me. Walking felt weird, but I knew for damn sure that if I had to sit by and watch Jesse get wrecked, I wanted to be flying as high as I could go for it. Turned out that I’d be watching it very closely. “One last job for you.” Raff said to me after I had my line and turned around. Jesse was kneeling on the sofa, ass pointed out towards us, while Raff was holding his phone out for me. I took it. It was unlocked and in camera mode. “I wanna be able to remember this no matter how fucked up we get tonight. You make sure you get everything, got it?” He made a gesture with his hand, pointing to his face. I told him I’d get every second, as long as he sent me the video as well. He laughed, and told me that he would. Jesse didn’t seem to have any issue with it either. Before Raff walked away, he wrapped his arm around me and grabbed my plug. “Once I’m done here, how about I load you up again and let you have another little chat with Tina?” I nodded like a crazed bobblehead toy. He smirked and pulled me in, forcing his tongue into my mouth. It was nothing in comparison to his cock, but even his tongue felt huge inside me. I responded as best as I could, but when Raff did something, it was very difficult to do anything other than take it. We broke apart, and Raff turned towards Jesse, without another word. I began recording. ~~~ “You ready for this, Jesse?” Raff asked, positioning himself behind Jesse’s ass. Jesse’s answer was a wordless moan and a thrust of his ass in the direction of Raff’s cock. Raff took him by the hips - his hands were so large that they practically dwarfed Jesse’s hips and ass. He rubbed the tip of his dick up against Jesse’s hole, coating it in his precum and my spit. “God fucking damn, you don’t know just how long I’ve been waiting to do this.” On the word ‘this’, Raff began pushing the tip of his dick into Jesse’s hole. “So I’m going to take my time.” I licked my lips as I watched that huge black cock pushing open Jesse. My ass tingled around the plug and I tried to imagine what it felt like. I made sure to get every inch of it recorded, too. Jesse was whimpering and moaning ‘Oh fuck! Oh fuck!’ in no time, but just like with me earlier, at no point did anything like the word ‘stop’ come out of his mouth. The entire bulging head of Raff’s cock was now inside Jesse, and my mouth watered as I remembered how it had tasted. “Holy fucking shit…” Raff said in a low, husky voice. “How can a kid as fucking slutty as you still feel this tight?” I focused the camera on Raff’s face. His eyes were closed and his mouth in a wide grin. He bucked his hips slightly, pulling the tip of his dick almost all the way out of Jesse, then pushing back in a couple of times, before he continued moving forwards. It was incredible, watching inch after inch of that monster sink into my housemates ass. Memories of my cock being in there earlier came flooding back, and I remembered how it felt sliding into him completely bare, before drone dick ruined it. Completely bare… I realized then that Raff wasn’t wearing protection. I very nearly said something, but then some dark part of my mind told me to shut up. Raff was a real man, I thought, and this was how real men fucked. This was how Jesse wanted to get fucked. It wasn’t my place to try and stop that, I just hoped that I would get the same thing, later. Another inch, and then another sunk into him. I was certain that even with all his toys, nothing had ever penetrated Jesse this deep before. He’d gone quiet now, no longer whimpering or swearing. I moved so that I could see his face, and get it on camera. His eyes were watering, tears streaming down his face, but when he noticed me, he smiled and stuck his tongue out at me. He had never looked so attractive to me as he did right there, and that was saying something. I’d need a supercomputer to calculate all the times I’d jacked off over thoughts of Jesse, and that was before the first time we’d played around. I never imagined anything like this, though. “Ah, fuck yes!” Raff hissed, and I focused the camera back where the action was. Raff was slowly fucking Jesse, and holy fuck; when had Jesse taken more than half of Raff’s cock? More than two thirds, in fact, were being pulled out and stabbed back in, and Jesse was taking it like it was nothing. I realized, perhaps a lot later than I should have, that Raff wasn’t going to stop till he was balls deep inside Jesse, and suddenly I understood what he’d meant when he talked about Jesse ‘surviving’ this. There’s no way I could take something like this. I couldn’t even take Reese to the hilt. I couldn’t tell if Raff was pulling Jesse back, or if Jesse was genuinely still able to push himself even further down onto Raff’s cock. Either way, with a few more flexes and grunts, Raff was there. The whole damn thing buried inside Jesse like it was nothing. Raff didn’t dare pull out till Jesse’s ass had adjusted to him, but he ground his hips against Jesse’s, moving himself within, and swearing at how good it felt. I saw that Jesse was biting down onto a sofa cushion, eyes squeezed shut. Raff’s movements got faster and faster, and he began pulling out more and more of his cock before shoving it back in to the base. Jesse’s entire body was like nothing more than a fleshlight for him right now. I noticed a slapping noise, and moved behind them both. Raff was pounding Jesse hard enough that his balls were starting to slap against Jesse’s ass. But there was a second noise, and it took me a moment to find it. Just like me earlier, Jesse’s cock had got rock hard from the treatment, and was bouncing wildly, slapping up against his abs. Suddenly, Jesse erupted in noise. Swearing and moaning and whimpering, but still, never a word of protest, as Raff started ramming withdrawing his cock entirely from Jesse, then impaling him fully again. After one last shove, Raff wrapped his arms around Jesse, yanking him up from his all fours position into a bear hug. Black arms, hulking with muscles, wrapped around Jesse’s skinny white frame, and Raff fucked deep into Jesse. As I could no longer see between their bodies, I moved back round to the front where I could see their faces. “Fuck yes! Fuck yes! Fuck! Yes!” Raff yelled out, and their movement stopped for a moan. Jesse let out a long, howling moan, and I realized that his ass must be getting pumped full of Raff’s cum. The expression on his face was like nothing I’d ever seen before - an incredible mix of complete agony and pure bliss. Raff began moving again, still fucking Jesse, fucking his load deep into Jesse’s ass. I wanted so badly to know what it felt like. I needed it. While still fucking Jesse, Raff looked into the camera and started talking. “That’s one more fucked up twink converted by me…” He reached forwards with one hand, took the phone from me and flipped it round so that I was now being recorded. “But I still got one more here, waiting to be charged up. Who wants him?” I gulped.