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Chapter 3 I had just flown home and was scheduled to have the next few days off. Both my roommates were working so I was looking forward to having the place to myself. I was also hoping to reconnect with Kevin, my poz daddy. I hadn't had a chance to hook up with him since I'd moved out to the east coast. When I walked into the apartment I saw James crashed out on the couch watching tv. "Hey I thought you were scheduled to work?" "I don't feel well, they sent me home a couple days ago. I was fine until we started to board the plane then all the sudden, let's just say if people were smart they would've avoid the front bathroom at all costs." "James, do you have flu and cold like symptoms?" "Yep, how'd you know?" "I think you may have the fuck flu." "Holy shit I didn't even think of that." "Well the timing fits and your hard cock certainly likes that idea." "I guess it's safe to say that I'm as sick and twisted as you. Even though I feel like crap I want nothing more than for you to fuck another toxic load deep inside me." Now I was rock hard so I did what any good friend would do, gave him another load. I sent Kevin a text to see if he could recommend a poz friendly doctor to take James to since he refused to go back to his regular GP. I guess at his last visit his doctor had lectured him for twenty minutes about how stupid he was being when he admitted to having sex without condoms. I received a text back pretty quickly with the name and address of Kevin's own doctor. He'd even managed to make an appointment for him the next day at noon. I went to tell James the good news but he was out cold. Luckily he was feeling a little better in the morning. He kept insisting I didn't need to go with him but I think deep down he was relieved not to have to go alone. We arrived at doctor's office a little before noon and were greeted by the cutest receptionist. "Afternoon boys, I'm Matty how can I help you." James just kind of stood there in a daze so I jumped in. "Hi, my friend James has an appointment at noon with Dr. Manning." "And what's your name ginger?" I smiled, "I'm Brody, I'm just here for moral support." "Well damn, aren't you a good boyfriend." "Not boyfriends, just friends and roommates." "Hmm that's good to know." He winked and handed me a clipboard with forms to fill out. "I'll give these to you since your friend looks like he's about to fall over." "Sorry he's battling the flu." "The flu or thee flu?" he asked. Of course James chose this moment to start talking, "he thinks I have the fuck flu." "Umm interesting, and what do you think hot stuff?" "Well he did fuck me repeatedly with his poz cock so I'm guessing he's probably right. I really need to sit down now," he said and walked over to the waiting room. Oh my god someone please kill me. "Umm sorry about that, I think this flu has him a bit delusional." "Oh there's nothing to be ashamed of ginger. If you managed to knock that fine boy's ass up that's something to be proud of." I must have had a confused look on my face because he just smiled and said, "you'll find this practice is just a little different than most others when it comes barebacking. We believe you should always fuck raw and poz guys are extremely special. Why don't you go have a seat with you friend, the doc will be with you shortly." Wow, if the doctor was half as easy going as his receptionist then I had definitely found my new GP. I walked over to the waiting room and stopped short when I couldn't see James at first. There was a guy with his back to me and then I noticed James, he seemed to have his head on the guy's lap. "I am so sorry," I started to say as I went over to them. "Kevin, well fuck me. What are you doing here?" "Oh I'd love to fuck you again Brody," he said licking his lips, "but I thought you might need some help with your friend here," he said stroking James's head. James was almost purring. He looked up at me with a big grin on his face, "do you like my new daddy? I think he likes me because I can feel his dick getting harder." I could hear Matty chuckling from the front desk. "James this is Kevin. He's the guy that knocked me up. So technically he's my poz daddy." He sat up and turned to get a good look at Kevin. "Mmm, so I guess that makes you my grandpoz then. I can't wait to have your dick buried deep inside me, sir." Before Kevin could respond a gorgeous 6' tall muscular hunk wearing skin tight scrubs walked up to us. It was obvious he wasn't wearing underwear as I could see the outline of his impressive cock. Fuck I was horny. "Hi guys, my name's Chris, I'm Dr. Manning's nurse. Hey Kevin great to see you again. So I take it this is your new son?" "Actually he's more like my grandson. Brody here," he said pointing to me, "is my poz son. He's the one responsible for turning this little guy." He had his arm around James who was busy running his fingers up and down the length of Kevin's hard cock through his pants. Chris smiled, "I love it when chasers seroconvert. Even though they feel sick they're usually horny as hell." He reached for James and helped him up. "Okay son, why don't you come with me and we'll go see the doctor. Matty, why don't you close for lunch and take Kevin and Brody with you to the break room." "Excellent idea," Matty said already locking up. This was by far the most laid back sexually charged doctor's office I'd ever been to. I was definitely going to need to visit the bathroom to jackoff soon. Chris lead James away so Kevin was able to finally to stand up and give me a hug. He squeezed me tight grinding his hard crotch against mine. "I'm so proud of you for spreading the bug." He leaned down and started kissing me deep. "As hot as this scene is I think we'll be a lot more comfortable in the break room." Kevin pulled away from me. "Mmm, Matty's right. You're gonna love this." He grabbed my hand and pulled me down the hall. Matty was holding the door to the room open for us. Words cannot describe what I saw. "Holy fucking shit! Is this a doctor's office or a sex club?" I asked trying to pick my jaw up off the floor as I took in the sling, fuck bench, Saint Andrew's cross and table with a ton of sex toys laid out. "Nevermind I don't care I'm so horny I just need one of you to fuck me now," I said ripping my clothes off. They both grabbed me and threw me into the sling. Kevin secured my wrists while Matty took care of my legs. My cock was leaking like crazy. Matty ran his fingers over my stomach to gather my precum that was pooling there so he could lube my hole. "As much as I love your fingers inside of me I'd really prefer your dick instead." Kevin started stripping Matty as he continued to play with my hole. "Boy, you're going to love Matty's cock. He's hung like a fucking horse and his PA always feels amazing as he's destroying a cunt." I looked up and saw a 9" rock hard dick that was easily thicker than a beer can making its way towards my cunt. The fact that Matty was such a small guy made his cock look even bigger. I felt the metal of his peircing first as he started to push into my body. He was going way to slow trying not to hurt me. "Oh dear god shove that monster inside me and rape my fucking pussy already." He didn't have to be told twice, he pulled out then slammed back in as hard as he could. I fucking saw stars as he took my breath away. He had this evil look in his eyes as he started to pound my ass. I was pretty sure I'd be walking funny for days. I was moaning like a bitch in heat, "oh god yes, destroy my pussy, fuck me rough." "Yeah you slut, you like my big poz cock inside you don't you." "Yes, yes, yes, harder!" "God he's a loud bitch. Kevin, why don’t you shut him up." I soon had a dick in my mouth to destract me from the assult on my cunt. So in other words I was in heaven. I'd been so busy concentrating on topping and spreading my poz seed that this was the first time in awhile that my cunt got to be the center of attention and the only thing that mattered was me getting used. Kevin came first shooting his load down my throat. Between the dick in my mouth and the one pounding my ass my own cock started to blow covering my chest in cum. In the process, my ass muscles clamped tight sending Matty over the edge. God that boy had huge loads, he shot seven or eight ropes of thick cum into my hungry pussy. Kevin pulled out of my mouth and leaned down to kiss me. "I'm so proud of you son." I just grinned at him, too exhausted to speak. I could feel Matty's cock deflating and slowly moving out of my ass leaving my hole wide open. Before I could miss the feeling for too long another cock shoved deep inside. Kevin was still making out with me and Matty was coming over to feed me his cock so I had no idea as to who had just entered me. I looked up and saw a hot man dressed from the waist up still wearing his white coat. His hard cock pumping in and out of my lossening hole. He saw me finally making eye contact and smiled, "hey slut, I heard you moaning so loudly I had to come sample your delicious cunt. Damn Matty did a number on you, look at that gapping hole," he said as he pulled out then slammed back in." "Oh god, I don't know who you are but please don't stop fucking me. Your cock feels so good." "I'm Dr. Manning," I guess Matty wasn't joking when he said this practice encouraged barebacking. "Fuck I'm getting close, you want me to add my strain to your DNA you whore?" "Yes! Fucking give me your toxic cum." He slammed in and started unloading, mixing his bug with Matty's." "Thank you, thank you, thank you," I kept repeating with a huge smile on my face. He pulled out and Kevin was right there to clean him off. Matty undid my wrists so I could shake Dr. Manning's hand. "A handshake seems a little formal after your raw dick was just seeding my cunt doc. I'm Brody by the way." He was laughing, "yeah sorry about that. I took one look at Matty ruining your pussy and had to take a turn." "You can breed me anytime. Damn, I wish all doctor's were like you. Oh fuck, I forget about James, is he alright?" Some friend I turned out to be laying here with two loads up my ass and one down my throat, forgetting the whole reason we were there. Dr. Manning helped me out of the sling and over to a chair. "He'll be fine. I think the worst of his flu has passed. Just make sure he keeps hydrated and gets plenty of rest. We'll have his blood work back in a day or two to confirm his status for sure but I'll let him share with you the results of his rapid test." At that moment James walked into room following Chris, both of whom were naked. I could see cum dripping down his leg. He grinned at me and said, "congrats Brody, it worked, you knocked me up."

I have dreamed of going to any bathhouse since I was old enough to masturbate. I have looked all over the internet since I was eleven and first started to masturbate and have fantasized about what would happen to me when I go there. I am barely legal now and the opportunity has been presented to me. I have a fake ID now that says I'm 21 and my parents felt I was old enough to be by myself for the weekend so now I am ready to finally take the plunge and go to the one bathhouse that I have read was the best one online from all the reviews of their site. I packed up all I thought I would need for the night and got into my car and drove the hour away from my house till I was met with an Iron gate at the entrance to the bathhouse. I grabbed my bag and made my way to the front door of what looked like a huge house that stood three stories tall. I walked in the door shaking with both fear and excitement with what was about to happen. I was met by the man at the window. He asked me if this was my first time here and when I said yes he told me I was lucky that the cover and locker fee was waived tonight for new comers. He asked to see my ID and when he looked at it closely he handed it back to me and pushed the membership form at me and had me fill it out. Once everything was done he handed me a towel, key and a small brown bottle and when I looked confused he told me that they were poppers and when I was having fun to hold the bottle under my nose and breathe in deeply. I thanked him and ,made my way to the locker room to put away my clothes and began my journey into the new world. I put the key around my wrist and the brown bottle in my sock after breaking the seal I put it in my sock and started to explore. I started on the ground floor and saw other guys walking around either naked or wearing tight underwear. I dove deeper into the building and started to go up there stairs to the second floor. I started to hear all sorts of sounds from various rooms of many guys having all sorts of fun and it was making me horned up and super excited. I got allot of looks from guys walking around and got groped and pinched by many of them. I walked by a set of plastic door strips which looked like it led into a pitch black room and there was a symbol of a scorpion above the door. I didn't understand what that meant so I passed it for now. I kept walking and saw a few doors open and looked in and saw some twink being pounded into the bed hard by a rough looking guy. I stopped for a few moments and started to tug on my cock under my towel. I was jealous of the twink and hearing the sounds he made started to make me moan from it. The top heard me and turned his head in my direction and I felt a shock run through my body straight to my cock. The top smiled at me and without missing a beat he mouthed to me "i'll find you for this later." I could feel myself turn bright red and started to scurry on off. I went to the top floor which turned out to be a pretty cool club. The music that was playing through the building was going on up here and I saw through all the lights that there was so much sex going on. Every corner of the club there were orgies and other various fuckings going on and I knew this was going to be a great night. I walked over to an empty couch that I found and decided that this was going to start now. I grabbed the bottle of lube I had and applied a good amount to my hole then remembered the bottle in my sock I grabbed it and then positioned myself on my hands and knees ready to make my fantasy a reality. I took the bottle to my nose and inhaled just like the guy at the front told me and I completely felt myself swimming. I swayed around on the couch unknowing I was being watched and by the time I steadied myself on the couch I wasn't aware that my ass was being stretched and that there was a giant cock being shoved into my ass. I screamed both in surprise and in pain as this massive intruder worked its way up my tight ass. I tried to push back but my intruder held me down onto the couch to keep me in place. The intruder growled at me and just told me to hit the bottle again and enjoy this. I grabbed the bottle again and took another hit off of it and sure enough my body relaxed more to make it easier for the onslaught. I started to moan more in pleasure remembering that this is what I truly wanted and went with it. I moaned more and more from the pleasure and this man pounded me more freely. As he went to town on my ass the sounds made me a center of attention and drew more guys around me. I felt this man's cock get bigger and bigger and I knew what that meant and I was ready to get my first load of the night in hopes more would follow. With one more loud growl this man slammed into me hard and I could feel was a powerful six shots of cum being unloaded into my ass. I felt my balls tighten as well and splattered my load onto the couch and it felt like one of the biggest loads I've ever had. When the mans cock slid out with a pop from my ass I smiled and turned around to see the man responsible for popping my cherry and saw it was the man I saw in the room from earlier. He looked at me and smiled like he did before and brought his lips to my ear and whispered "I told you i'd find you." I was happy to see such a hot stud all sweaty from our fucking. What I saw and was a bit confused about was the scorpion tattoo I saw on his cock but I decided to wait and think more on it later on because my mind was more on the moment and waited for the next cock to fuck me.

Ch.6 I think I must have blacked out for a moment or five. The next thing I am truly aware of is regaining focus with my face pressed into the surface of the bench while my body is being rocked from a slow deliberate fucking. “Unh. Unh. Unh.” The moaning breaths are being forced out of me from the hard, staggered thrusts. I don’t know if the guy fucking me is the same one who was fisting me or if I have been passed on yet again. I grip the edges of the bench and push my upper half up. The hands on my waist grip me tighter. “Back with us are you? Hope you don’t mind we just kept the party going.” The slapping of his hips into my arsecheeks speeds up and he drives his cock harder into me. Automatically I press back to meet him. As sloppy as my arsehole now is it still feels so good to be fucked hard and fast. I try my best to tighten my hole around his pounding cock to make it feel even better for him. “Fuck yes you little slut. You really do want all these loads don’t cha?” “I...really...do” I manage to gasp out in response between his shoves which have gone up a gear. He slaps my arse a few times making me yell out wildly spurring me to push myself harder back onto him. “Got another hot poz load for you slut!” “Please...” Is all I have time to say as he collapses over my back and his hips shudder. Deep inside me his cockhead is spraying my insides down with his poisonous seed. He holds inside me for a good few moments after cumming. Rocking his hips and slowly working his cock in and out of me. He pushes that load as deep as he can before he finally slips out. Leaving me feeling empty. As he steps away from me I glance around the room and realise I am finally in here alone. Using the bench for support I raise myself onto my legs and stand there unsure if I can even manage to walk out. Unconsciously I reach between my cheeks and run my fingers over my arsehole. It is very open and very wet. Even just that contact makes me shudder in pleasure and I bring my slick fingers to my lips and suck the cum mixture from them sighing as I do so. Very cautiously I begin to make my way out of the room my legs trembling with exertion. At the top of the stairs I pause and looking down them it seems an impossible challenge to attempt that descent. “Well done fella!” I turn and see the daddy from before leaning against the wall. “Need a hand?” He grins as he asks this knowing full well I am utterly shattered. I just nod. He puts his arm around me and I have never felt more safe as he guides me down the stairs practically carrying me the whole way. No words are exchanged he just leads me through the building to the showers where he stands me under the hot spray. Holy shit does that feel good. My muscles are all starting to cry out for all the cheques I have tried to make them cash over the last few hours and under the hot water I begin to sag. The daddy catches me before I collapse and as I face the cascade of water he presses up behind me and starts to knead my shoulders. Then my arms. Then his broad hands are pressing and soothing my back. I place my hands on the wall for support as he works lower. Some strength returns to me as he continues to massage everything I have strained. I cannot help but moan as his hands work back up my legs and begin to knead and spread my cheeks. He leans in and I feel his beard scrape my skin then his tongue slides across my open arsehole. He sucks and tongues my cunt for several minutes while I press my fingers to the wall and shove my arse back to him spreading my legs to open myself even more. Without meaning to I have bent myself and presented my arse for breeding. I feel strong hands slide up my back as he stands and as his fingers curl over my shoulders and grip me there the unmistakable heat and weight of his cock presses up against my opening and slips inside without pause. “That was easier than the first time.” He chuckles softly as he says this but I still feel every inch as he pushes all the way in. As the hot water runs over us both he begins to fuck me. Long slow strokes all the way in then all the way back out. Every so often he pulls completely out of me and leaves me gasping for him to fill me again. Which he does. Gradually his pace builds. We are both moaning now and the slap of his wet skin on mine is the soundtrack as I push against the wall to meet his powerful thrusts. “One more load before you go?” It’s not really a question as we both know there’s no way I’m going to refuse now. I just continue to meet his thrusts and try to clench my anal muscles around his hot daddy cock. He growls in my ear as I do this and I arch my back to contour myself to his body. His pumping into me never slows he simply takes hold of me and grinds his hips against my arsecheeks making sure his cock is good and deep inside me on each in stroke. “This hole was meant to take loads.” “It was. Breed my hole. Make me take it all.” “Good boy. I hope its my load that converts you you dirty little cunt!” “Fuck yes! Poz my pussy! Poz my fucking pussy!” He is wildly fucking me by now and I am slamming myself back onto his dick needing his cock, his cum, his virus. With a final hard shove he presses me fully against the wall and I feel him shudder as his balls contract and his cock spews his potent charged sperm deep into my open and very receptive channel. He spins me around and plants a deep kiss on me. I return it with the same level of fervour. As he pulls away from me he smiles down at me. “You can find some or all of us here most weekends if you need another shot. I know I’d love to breed this hole again.” I nod. I know somehow that if I’m not already well on the road to conversion I will be here until the virus takes. After I dry myself, dress and step out of the door with a brief nod to the guy who took my money last night; I smile to the morning sky. At least I got that damn song out of my head.

Ch.5 Without ceremony I am lifted off of the daddy who just participated in giving me what was possibly the best orgasm of my life so far. My body is still trembling and I am panting as I am first placed face down back over a bench. Then hands at my hips pull me until my arse is raised up leaving me spread and exposed. I can feel cum running down the backs of my thighs and in my fuck delirium I smile at how much of a cumslut I must look. I begin to wonder at who will fuck me now. There is no question in my mind about that. Just who and how? I know I am here to be fucked until they want to stop. I am at once desperate to feel myself filled again and terrified that I have let myself be used in this way. Any strength or resolve I had to get up and walk away has long since been fucked out of me. Now is just acquiescence. I feel fingers at my hole and I moan softly at the teasing sensation. I shudder as my arsehole is probed and stretched. “Fucking look at that!” The words are seemingly coming from miles away but I can hear that the speaker is pleased and impressed. More fingers and I feel my ring being pulled open. Made to gape I feel more cum run from my stretched opening. The owner of the fingers begins a thrusting motion. See-sawing his fingers in and out. In and out. Over and over until I am involuntarily rocking my hips in time with his pumping digits. “Four fingers in you. You want to see if you can take it all?” I barely have time to register what has just been said let alone vocalise a response before I feel that pain pleasure mix that happens when your fuckhole is stretched to the limit. Right before it is made to go further. “Ohh Fuuck Nooooo!” I know the noise is coming from me but I can no more stop it than I can the determined pushing from behind me. I feel as full as I ever have. Even more so than being double fucked earlier. Something gives and there is a sensation of simultaneous pressure and relief. I am still so full but the stretching is lessened and I know that from behind I must look like such a slut as I am fisted for the first time. “Just to the wrist so far pussyboy.” Somehow I know that name is going to follow me around from now on. “Lets give you a work out!” Christ! how much more can they work me over? My silent question is answered immediately as I feel a pulling pressure and the hand currently filling my cunt is slowly removed. As the widest part slides through my opening in reverse and I feel the muscle trying to close around his fingers I groan at the exertion. My new assailant presses in again and I am stretched once more. Back out. Back in. Slow deliberate driving motions that have me digging my fingers into the cushioned surface of the bench and gasping over and over. With each pass I feel the motion is easier until the hand that had been causing me to cry out with every push and pull is now sliding into me almost effortlessly. What had started as a slow cautious insertion is now a very definite fuck stroke. “Oh yeah look at that hole open up!” “Look at that bitch fucking move. You love it don’t you?” I do. No hiding it. No denying it. My body gives me away again and I am writhing and panting like a bitch in heat as my body is stretched and used for every sordid pleasure they can test me with. And they test me. With the hand fully inside my anal canal I feel the fingers clench into a fist. Then the guy behind me begins to twist his hand inside me. Then his fingers open and his hand is pulled out fast. Then shoved back in. I am trying to move my hips to match his toying with me. My mind is pretty much blank by this stage and I am helplessly lost in a fuck fugue state. Having my fuckhole tortured so expertly has my cock dripping precum again and I am babbling incoherently in rapturous bliss. Every step is incremental. By now my fist fucker is pushing his hand up my arsehole to the wrist every time. Only now, once inside, he is closing his fist before pulling out. I am aware enough to feel my hole relaxing more as he pushes me bit by bit. Like the biggest plug in my toy box he has made me gape enough for something more. He pulls out. I wait hungrily to be filled again only this time on the in stroke he doesn’t open his hand. I feel the blunt face of his fist press against my anal muscle and it is no contest. Hours of fucking, so much cum, spit and lube and the way he has forced my hole to open for him allows his fist to punch right inside me. I try to brace myself but its no good. I can only take it. Punch. Twist. Pull. I should be screaming but I am grunting as he milks my cock from inside. The precum is flowing out of my cock from this over stimulation and I am shaking all over as though in a constant whole body cum. Punch. Twist. Pull. Fuck how can this feel so good? But it does and I know I’ll need to feel it again. Punch. Twist. Pull. Oh My God I want more! More! MORE!

Ch4. I have no Idea why I’ve never been in one of these before. That was the thought that kept bouncing around my brain as I went from shaky legged uncertainty to weightless wonderment. The material of the sling moulds to the contours of my back as I feel myself relax onto it. Maybe I was exhausted, or just past caring. I don’t even protest when they strap my legs. I knew I was at their mercy and that was actually thrilling, a feeling of total submission. I was very definitely their toy to enjoy and although I had already proven that in the previous few hours; now I think was a test of limits. Being preoccupied I guess I was unaware of them during the previous fucks I had taken over the bench. They had apparently been watching me the whole time and waiting to bring me into their circle where willing holes were always welcome. The first to line up and slide in doesn’t say anything to me. He just leers down as he swings me along the length of his cock. I stare up at him, my focus split between his hungry gaze and the very prominent biohazard tattoo around his right nipple. I had so much spunk dripping from me by now that I guess it no longer matters who breeds me now. Even if only a few of those loads were poz there was a good chance, after the number of rough poundings I had received, that it was already well on its way to changing me. He speeds up the thrusts and I grunt in response. Despite everything I still need to feel my hole pounded. The pure pleasure is everything that I care about now. The sensations pulsing from my fuckhole cloud my every other judgement. Getting fucked more and more is my every need. He certainly delivers on that. His cock is average; his stamina is amazing. He fucks me for a solid twenty minutes before there’s any change in pace from him. All that time I am just making the animal noises that are forced from me with every thrust of his rigid cock. All that time I beg for him to fuck me harder. Plead with him to breed me again, to shoot more cum into me. I feel him tense as I cry out for his sperm. His fingers dig into my thighs, he shoves into me hard and he holds himself steady. Balls deep inside me his cock pulses another charged load to add to the mix. I sigh in contentment. This is so much more than I came in for but it’s exactly what I had been looking for, I know this now. My silent fucker smiles down at me as he unsheathes his cock from me, pats my arse affectionately and nods once at a job well done. I just collapse back and stare once again at the ceiling waiting for whatever is to come. I don’t have to wait long as I am unstrapped and helped down from the sling by two guys. The bigger of the two is a real daddy type. Broad and strong he holds me up easily and I cling onto him inhaling his musk with a need I have never recognised in myself before. He sits back on a bench and lifts me across his lap which makes me think momentarily that he could be a very bad Santa. I almost ask if he has a gift for me as he lowers me onto his thick cock. It’s a silly question. I already know he does. I lean forward and kiss him tasting tobacco on his tongue. He grabs my arsecheeks with strong hands and begins to lift me up and down as though I were nothing. As wonderful as this fuck is I don’t have time to settle into the rhythm as suddenly the second guy who helped me out of the sling is there behind me. His hard cock rubbing over my already full boycunt. I weakly try to protest but it is clear this was the plan all along and I am held firm as the rubbing becomes a steady pressure and then a POP. The noise I make as my anus is pulled apart by this second cock entering me is somewhere between a sob, a keening and the most lustful moan I have ever produced. My whole body tenses as I am stretched beyond my limits. I wonder just what I must look like straining to cope as I am double fucked between two men who look just like father and son. They alternate thrusts into me sliding their full cocks across each other in their quest to fill me and take their pleasures from my body. The stretching, the movement, the total loss of control. It’s all too much for me and as these two men use me as their shared cocksleeve my own cock erupts. The spasming of my body sets off the younger man behind me and he jams into me with a staccato pumping that coats my inner walls and daddy’s cock with more sperm. He slides out and the daddy under me smiles up and reaches between us. Rubbing the load I have just shot over him he collects it on his fingers then pushes them into my mouth. “Good pussyboy! Nothing like cumming while your cunt is being wrecked to show everyone what you are.” It sounds like a taunt but his expression is genuinely friendly. He means it as a compliment. I am a good hole for him and his friends. As I lap up my own spunk from his fingers he continues to fuck me for several more minutes. I can tell he is getting close by the look on his face. At some point I have taken over without realising the transition. I am riding him hard with almost no effort from him. Pumping my hips to get his cock as far into me as I can as he relishes the soft embrace of my slick channel. He pulls me down and presses his lips to my ear with a growl. “Getting close boy. If you keep riding me you’ll get seeded good.” “I know.” “Those other boys, poz every one.” “I know, I want it.” “Want what?” “Your cum.” “Say it louder.” “I want your cum!” “Louder slut.” “I want your poz cum in me. Fuck it into me!” “Fucking shout it bitch!” “POZ ME! BREED ME! FUCKING USE ME UP!” He grabs me hard and pulls me into a crushing embrace as his cock delivers the toxic sperm these men have made me crave. Kissing me deeply we both shake at the intensity. Both collapsing onto the bench sheened in sweat and cum. The moment broken as a cheer erupts around the room and I am pulled away from this private universe into the now. There are still quite a few men watching my conversion. I am hit by a wave of nervousness. How much more can I take?

Moderator's Note: This story is a spin off from two previous stories that you can find here and here. Chapter 1 Hi guys, name's Brody. I'm a twenty-eight year old fight attendant. I'm 5'7" have a tight lean body with short red hair, lightly dusted six-pack abs, very hair legs and an average 6" cock. Oh yeah, I recently got knocked up, and yes I chased! I thought my ex was chasing too but turns out he's just asshole fucking wanker who's not worthy of the gift. I met my poz daddy Kevin, on one of my flights. He happened to be seroconverting at the time and well let's just say he was more than happy to help me out. A couple of months after I officially joined team poz I put in for a transfer to be based on the east coast. I had a good friend that worked for the same airline who was looking for a new roommate so I jumped at the opportunity. There were three of us, me my friend James and some woman who worked for a different airline. My first weekend there it was just me and James so we spent the time getting drunk and reconnecting. He's a small guy, a little taller than 5'6" totally smooth, very skinny but extremely strong, which I found out first hand when he pinned me down and rode my hard cock. But I'm getting ahead of myself. He's a couple of years older than me and had a boyfriend for awhile until they decided to open their relationship. Turned out his bf, who was pushing to open things up, really didn't want it but James, who was only going along with it to keep him happy discovered he loved having a different cock inside him every night. I finished unpacking my stuff and had just gotten out of the shower when he walked in to tell me dinner had arrived. I only had a towel wrapped around my waist while I was looking for my shorts. "Damn," he whispered, "you've been working out, you look hot. Fuck me! You have tattoos. When did you get that? Holy shit is that a biohaz tat? Fuck Brody are you poz?" Shit! I thought my head was going to explode. He was right next to me and reached out to touch my tat on my bicep. He started tracing the outline with his finger. "God that is so sexy." he said. I looked down and noticed his shorts were tenting. "You like my tat?" "Are you kidding? I think a bio tat on a guy makes him ten times hotter. I always get hard when I see one." "I noticed," I said grabbing his crotch and squeezing. "Maybe you should get one." "Mmm we'll see." "Please tell me you don't make your tops cover up." "Yeah, usually." "Damn and here I thought you'd become a proper slut." "At least tell me your not on PrEP." "No not yet. Keep meaning to talk to my doc about it but haven't yet." "Mmm good!" He was still tracing my tattoo and I could see a wet spot forming on his shorts. "So let me ask you, why do you let some guys fuck you raw?" "Ahh come on man you know why." He looked at me with guilt in his eyes. "That's what I thought you slut. Nothing feels better than skin on skin, having your top shove his raw dick deep inside your hungry pussy. Filling you up with his speacial cum. So tell me, ever had a poz cock inside you?" He shook his head yes. The wet spot on his shorts was growing. I reached inside and took hold of his leaking dick. Did you make them suit up?" He couldn't look at me, just looked at the floor in shame and shook his head no. "Were they on meds?" "I don't know, I didn't ask." He whispered. "Do you want me to stick my poz dick in your neg pussy?" He was shaking, his fingers still tracing my tat. "You know what you have to do to earn your own tat, slut." I put my hand on his chin and moved his face up so I could kiss him. He melted into me. "Brody, this is so wrong. We can't do this." "What are we doing that's wrong James?" "Fucking raw, your poz I'm neg." "I know, but trust me we can easily fix that problem," I said winking at him. "Tell my why you're really not on PrEP." He whined, "Brody please don't make me do this." "Okay," I said turning away and walking out of my room. I could hear him groan behind me. Damn this was fun. I felt like I had so much power over him. I went into the living room, grabbed a piece of pizza from the box he'd placed on the coffee table and sat down on the couch. I made sure to spread my legs which loosened my towel. "Mmm good choice on the pizza." I took another bite and licked my lips. "Fuck Brody, you're killing me." "I'm sorry James. Do you want me to put some clothes on?" I started to get up. "No!" He said a little too quickly. "What do you want me to do?" I undid my towel and let it drop to the floor. "Oops. My cock was rock hard sticking out proud from my red bush with a drop of precum on the tip. Now it was his turn to lick his lips in hunger. He fell to his knees and stuck his tongue out to taste my precum. He let out a sigh then swallowed my cock whole. "You hungry slut, suck my poz dick, that's it get it nice and wet. Mmm, you're good at that." He looked up at me his face covered in slobber but he was grinning from ear to ear. "You look good on your knees worshipping my cock. Doesn't it feel good to give in to yours primal needs you whore?" "Holy fuck yes! I've wanted you to fuck me for years." "Strip." He didn't even hesitate. I love that moment when a guy realizes their only purpose is to become poz. He bent over the couch, nodded at me then faced forward. The time for teasing was over, there was no way I was going to give him an opportunity to change his mind. I rammed my dick in until my balls bounced off his ass. "Damn James, you have a well seasoned cunt. They was no resistance at all." "Oh my god, fuck me hard. Feels so good." "You like this poz dick deep inside your neg cunt?" He did respond just kept moaning. "I asked you a question boy," I said slapping his ass. "Please don't make me say it Brody." "Say what? That you're a bug chasing whore who's finally admitting to the world that he needs to be pozzed." "Yes." I could hear him start to cry. "It's okay James," I said, never once slowing my assult on his pussy. "I totally understand. I was like you too in the beginning. First time I took what I thought was a toxic load I was scared to death." His whimpers were starting to sound more like moans of pleasure. "The load wasn't really poz?" He asked. "The guy was undetectable but I thought he was toxic. Didn't find that out until a couple of months ago. Turned out my ex didn't really want to convert so he lied to me and told me all the loads I took were toxic when they weren't. Anyway, my point here is that after that first load I couldn't stop thinking about poz cum. I became addicted as I have a feeling you will too." He was full on moaning at this point. "How's my poz cock feeling inside your neg pussy now?" "Fucking amazing! Please don't stop, flood me with your toxic cum." "Good boy. Are you ready for your second load?" "Second?" He asked as he let out a deep moan. "The thing is, ever since I got myself knocked up I've been able to cum multiple times without pulling out from a neg hole, so yep I've already given you one toxic dose and I'm very close to number two." "Fuck! Yes, yes, yes give it to me. Set me free. Please!" With that my dick shot rope after rope of my toxic cum deep inside him. He let out a very satisfied sigh. "That was amazing. Fuck I can't believe I did that. Shit that was, just wow." My dick slowly pulled out of his cunt. "God I can't believe your pussy, it's so wet and sloppy." I knelt down and rubbed my fingers around his puffy hole. I couldn't take it wasn't longer and started licking around his cunt tasting my load and his ass juices. "Damn Brody leave that cum inside me so it can do its job." "What happened to the anxious bottom who didn't want my poz cock anywhere near his neg holes?" "Oh that fucker's left the building. How much time do you need to be ready to go again?" I started laughing, "I knew I had you when you couldn't stop touching my tattoo." "So I take it you're really poz and not on meds?" "Yep and yep." "And you really chased?" "I did and it seemed like you are too?" "Well I'd be lying if I said I didn't get rock hard everytime I see a guy with that tattoo or the scorpion one," he said tracing my tat again. "You're definitely going to need to get one as soon as you're one of us. I fucking love mine. I really wanted one on my lower arm but you know the regs..." "No visible tattoos permitted," we both said at the same time, laughing. He grabbed a piece of cold pizza and suddenly went quiet. "You okay over there?" "Yeah, I just can't believe I did that. If I'm honest with you I've put off my doctor's appointment three times this year. I kept telling myself it was because I was too busy but who am I kidding, I just didn't want to go on PrEP." "Yes, but you were still demanding your top suit up right so you were still protected." "Yeah well I may not have been totally honest with you about how often I insisted on condoms. I didn't want you to know how slutty I really was," he said sheepishly. I laughed, "I knew by your permanently puffed out cunt lips that you were no choir boy. You ever top or mostly just bottom?" "Well with this little thing," he said grabbing his tiny dick, "most guys can't feel me inside them at all and let's face it, I'd much rather have a hard cock buried in my cunt anyway. I'm a total bottom whore, I totally own my place." "I think it's safe to change that to total bottom cum whore soon to be poz cum dump." "Hell yeah! So you ready to give me some more of your toxic cum?" "Neither one of us had to work until tomorrow evening so that gives us plenty of time to work over your cunt and make sure you're good and knocked up." "God, I'm so glad we held off and rented the room to you." "You had other interested parties?" "Some woman that works with Amy," our other roommate. He shivered, "I'm so glad we went with you." "Me too." He stood up, looked at me with hungry eyes and said, "I hope you've had enough time to recharge your batteries because I need your poz dick back inside me." With that he'd pushed me on my back, straddled my hips pinned my arms to the floor and sat down on my hard cock. Damn for such a little guy he was strong. By the time we left for work the next evening I'd managed to dump another six loads deep inside his wrecked pussy. So far I was loving my new assignment.

Chapter 2 The next couple of weeks flew by. I'd add to James' poz load count as often as possible but with our different schedules that didn't happen as much as either of us would've liked. But he assured me not to worry, he was taking every load he could possibly find, absolutely no questions asked. I loved it when a guy was as slutty as me. I managed to hook up a few times but it definitely wasn't nearly enough. My last several flights had been busts. So by the time I got to the airport today I was horny as fucking hell. I just hoped this flight had more potential than my last one. I don't know what it was about my luck lately but the last couple of flight crews I was assigned too were all women or straight guys with me as the token gay boy. I couldn't even score a bi-curious dude who wanted to"explore" his sexuality. When I checked in I saw that maybe my luck was changing. All three of the flight attendants were men. Me, Steve, who I'd worked with before and knew was definitely gay, and Bob. I'd never met him but was getting the vibe that he may just be up for some fun. He was an older daddy bear, not normally my type but damn when he'd look at me and smiled all I could think about was seeing him naked and doing whatever he said. I caught both guys whispering and looking at me when they didn't think I was watching and as soon as I made eye contact they'd look away. Okay that was strange. I thought I had worked well with Steve, but then again maybe not. We went about our business and pretty soon were underway. We were about an hour into the flight and had a little down time so I was at the back of the plane reading when Bob came up to me. "Easy flight so far." "You better not have just jinked us," I said giving him a smile. He seemed nervous like he wanted to ask me something. "Umm, you, umm, is your roommate's name James?" Ahh, so that's what they'd been talking about. "Yep, it sure is. Have you worked with him?" "Ahh, yep last week." Okay, so for such a hot looking daddy it was comical watching him flounder like this. I would've expected him to be totally dominant. "He ahh, told me about his hot new roommate who was trying to knock him up, if you know what I mean." "Well since I'm the roommate I think it's safe to say I know exactly what you mean." I saw his pants starting to get tight. "Better be careful Bob, wouldn't want you to offend any old ladies or straight guys if they got a look at your growing crotch there." He smiled, "well this wouldn't be the first time. Although, in my experience, I've found the little old ladies usually don't mind at all." I laughed and he continued, "so you see the guy in 14C?" "Oh yeah I noticed that cutie." "He's my boyfriend." "Mmm, lucky you." "I was wondering if you'd want to join us tonight?" "What'd you have in mind Bob?" "I want to watch you impregnate my boy. He's been begging me to open up our relationship for months. James, Steve and I were all at the same hotel bar last week after a flight and your roomie told us in great detail about you fucking him with your poz dick." "And what did you think?" I cautiously asked. He placed my hand on his hard crotch. "What do you think? We took James up to his room and fucked him all night. It was realmy hot." "You or Steve poz?" "No, we're both on PrEP." "Mmm too bad. Your boyfriend on PrEP too?" "Nope, I called him that night and told him to flush his meds down the toilet." "Damn you're a sick fuck. You want to stay neg but you want your boy knocked up." "I told him I'd open the relationship up but he had to go off PrEP and take any load offered regardless of status." "Fuck me! What'd he say?" He pulled out his phone and showed me a video of his boy dumping the blue pills in the toilet and flushing them away. The camera then turned to show his boy's grinning face. Damn now I was hard. "Oh yeah I think we can arrange something as long as you agree to fuck me while I'm fucking your boy." "Deal." We somehow managed to make it through the rest of the flight and were soon watching all the passengers deplane. I was up front when Steve slid up next to me and whispered in my ear, "I haven't taken my PrEP for a week. Think I'm still protected." "Hmm, only one way to find out. Did Bob invite you to join us tonight?" "Yep, you okay with that." "Of course, why fuck one neg unprotected hole when I can fuck two." A couple hours later we found ourselves in Bob's hotel room. The three guys all seemed a little nervous so I took charge. "Okay so I think we're all wearing way to many clothes. Strip! Then anyone not on PrEP get on the bed on all fours, ass towards the door." The boy didn't even hesitate and assumed the position in seconds. He was cute, probably early twenties, pretty smooth, with a beautiful pink hole that was winking at me. I noticed Steve was still standing naked besides Bob. "What are you waiting for Steve. On the bed, show me your neg unprotected cunt." He shrugged his shoulders at Bob and climbed up next to the boy. I turned to Bob and said, "looks like your the only one not ready to embrace their destiny, yet. Eat your boy out, that's the only lube he's getting." I gave Steve's ass a few licks then rubbed my very wet cock head around his hole. I didn't even ask if he was ready just pushed in as far as I could go. "You ready for my poz load?" "Yes! Please knock me up." "Good answer, you really never had a choice once my dick was inside you." It didn't take me long to unload my first load of the night. I looked over and Bob was just staring at me at like a deer caught in headlights. "Don't worry Bob, your boy will get my next load. I can come multiple times in one session. I have enough toxic cum to make sure both these sluts are well on their way to joining the club. I was still hard when I pulled out of Steve so I just pushed Bob out of the way slammed my dick into his boy. I could tell he wasn't as experienced as Steve as his hole was a lot tighter, but we'd fix that soon enough. "Wait, I think I've changed my mind. Please don't cum in my boy. I don't want him to be pozzed." His boy was moaning so loud now, "don't you dare pull out until you've coated my cunt in your poz cum," he screamed out. "Nothing to worry about boy. Once I'm in I never pull out till my toxic babies are doing their job. You promised to fuck me Bob. Man up and stick your dick in me while I pound your boy." Steve got off the bed and moved Steve into position. "Come on Bob, look how hot his dick looks going in and out of your boy. This is exactly what you wanted, now comes on and fuck your boys gifter." That's all it took to get Bob to start fucking me. I did most of the work fucking myself on Bob's dick while pounding away at his boy. Steve climbed under the boy and started sucking him off. He started shooting his load down Steve's throat which caused him to clamp down on my dick sending my load deep inside his cunt and Bob was close behind. When everyone was done cumming we collapsed as one on the bed. "You doing okay there Bob?" I asked. "Honestly not sure. I think I need to gather my thoughts." I took that as my clue to get the fuck out of there. Steve and I both got dressed and excused ourselves as fast as we could. I turned to Steve while were in the elevator. "What about you, any second thoughts?" "Dear god no! That was the best sex I've ever had. Were you serious about being able to come multiple times because I'm going need several more toxic loads from you tonight." "Excellent, my rooms on this floor let's go." I'd given him two more loads and he'd given me one and we were just trying to catch our breath when they was a knock at my door. I'm not shy so I didn't bother putting anything on. I opened the door and Bob's boy was standing there with a hungry look in his eyes. I recognized that look, he'd had his first taste of poz cum and needed more. "Get in here slut. On the bed, legs in the air." I rubbed my cock head around his hole. "What do you want from me boy?" "Your poz cum please!" "What about your Daddy?" "I'm not his boy anymore. He doesn't understand my needs." "And just what do you need?" "To be pozzed!" He screamed. I shoved in and started pounding the hell out of his pussy. It didn't take me long to give him his second toxic load. "Good boy. There's lots of great poz daddies out there that would love to have a boy like you." "Thank you Brody. That was amazing." "You going to be okay kid?" "Me? I'm fantastic. I knew he wasn't right for me but he had such a nice dick I didn't want to give that up, but taking your poz load was like having a switch flipped inside me and there's no going back now." The three of us continued playing late in the night until I finally kicked them out back to Steve's room since I had an early flight in the morning. I didn't get much sleep but woke up extremely satisfied and happy that two more neg guys were on the journey to permanently changing their status.

Ch.3 It all gets blurry after this. I was already in the middle of a fuck high and still trying to process everything that had just happened. Now, however, I was in the middle of a cluster of men. All had just watched me bred and judging from the stiffness of the cocks on display they all wanted to join in adding to the cum cocktail now inside me. I felt several pairs of hands on my skin. Stroking me, poking and pinching me. Groping and exploring my body as I remained on my hands and knees like a prize bitch before judges. My nipples were being pulled and my cock was squeezed and stroked as I panted at the overwhelming attention. I felt multiple fingers probing my arsehole. Several at once stretching me even more than the thick cocks of the last two to fuck me. I was moaning and gasping continuously as the sensations all played against each other and left me almost delirious with lust. Pretty soon there was a hard cock right in front of my face and without thinking I opened my mouth and began sucking the tip. Other cocks appeared and were wanked next to my face as I continued sucking the first cock offered. The first guy pulled away by some unspoken signal and was replaced by another cock and I just kept sucking and licking. One would stay in my mouth for a few moments, maybe a minute or so, then they would step aside for another to press between my lips. Behind me it was largely similar. While I was busying myself giving blowjobs to any cock I could reach my arse was receiving a lot of attention. I had been spanked and fingered constantly since being surrounded but eventually someone took the initiative and mounted me. I’ll never know who they were but they fucked me hard and fast for a few minutes before grunting and depositing their own sticky load deep inside me. This was met with a small cheer and as he pulled out of my freshly fucked hole someone quickly replaced him and I was rocked on yet another anonymous cock. Several guys just jerked off over the fuck scene adding to the multiple spunk loads already soaking me. My arse was a sloppy, well fucked mess, I can only imagine it was pretty well gaped and puffy from how it felt to me. My face was dripping from loads as guys had pulled from my mouth to glaze me with cum like a victory mark. I honestly don’t know how long I was in that position or how many men took turns on me. All I know is that throughout the entire event my cock was leaking and tingling just on the edge of orgasm without release and this kept me begging for more. More cock. More cum. Any cock. Any cum. Eventually the numbers thinned as guys were spent or realised how long they had been there. I was left pretty much at the point of collapse, face down arse up, across the bench. There were I think five or six guys still there. All older but still sporting very hard cocks. They weren’t fucking me though. They were just stroking me and slowly bringing me back to my senses from the non-stop gang fuck I had endured. “Damn boy! That was fucking hot to watch.” “Yeah, you are one of the dirtiest cunts I’ve seen in here for a long time!” I smiled and lay on my back staring at the ceiling just revelling in the sensation still running through me. The constant prostate stimulation was keeping my own cock aching and throbbing but for some reason I just didn’t want to touch it. As I start to relax I feel someone step between my thighs and grab my ankles. I assumed he was one of the group who had stayed with me. He grinned down at me and dropped his towel to reveal a sizeable cock with a thick P.A piercing as I groaned at the thought of this working into me I noticed the scorpion tattoo on his hip the tail pointing aggressively towards the base of his shaft. My eyes go wide at the obvious implication, sure I’ve just been bred multiple times, but on the come down I was regaining a semblance of sense and I tense up a little. He chuckles pushes my legs wide and guides that thick poisonous dick to my sloppy open fuck hole. There is almost no resistance and he slides in my cum slick channel easily. “Nice wet cunt.” He leers down at me as his hips begin to rock. Damn he is deep in me and that PA is pressing on me in ways I’ve never felt. The other guys are just watching and jacking their cocks along with the pumping motion of this large toxic cock as it prepares my hole for another shot of venom. I am rolling my head back as he begins to increase his pace. My hands are clawing at the surface of the bench and my hips are bouncing onto him as he sets the pace. My body knows what it needs and it is reacting without my conscious action. “How many loads you got in you son?” I can barely garble a reply of “Dunno” “Good boy! Why count them? There’s never enough for a slut like you anyway.” I know it’s the truth. Even so I can feel myself blush. Naked, cum filled, cum covered. Just been fucked multiple times in front of lots of guys. But somehow its this that causes me to blush. He chuckles again and increases the pace. Fucking me harder, my hole is making obscene noises as he mixes all of the cum already in me up. I am back to panting and moaning when he throws his head back and grunts. His cock throbs inside my arse and I know he is delivering his dangerous cumload as deeply as he can. He slides himself from my very well used cunt and pats my shoulder. “You’re definitely in the club now boy. But I think my friends still want to make sure.” He gestures to the other men remaining and they help me stand and, in confusion, I allow them to lead me across the room on shaky legs where they push me back onto the sling and strap my ankles to the chains.

I am a Roman Catholic with all the baggage from that. I strongly disagree with you Pozlover1 when you say it is funny as fuck to swap S's name for Sarah Palin. I believe such swapping is totally demeaning to S.

Last night at the Cumunion party at Hawks in PDX. I took 6 loads and gave 2. It started out really slow, with almost no sex (or even touching) happening at all, not just me getting rejected, causing me to get frustrated and lose my hard on. Eventually was on my hands and knees on the bench in the dark room sucking 2 guys who couldn't get hard either when someone behind me and started rubbing my exposed hole. I reached back and found a nice hardening cock which was soon fully hard and shoved up my desperate ass, he fucked me for for quite a while, when the 2 guys I was sucking left, he came and pulled out so I turned around saw that I had just been bred by a beefy twink and sucked him clean. A guy on the other side of the bench started offering me his cock so I bent back over and took it, but my beefy twink did not leave and was soon hard and back in my ass. When the guy I was sucking left my top asked me to go back to his room to fuck, where he proceeded to fuck me for another hour and dump 2 more loads in me. After I sucked him clean after the last load I went back to the darkroom with my now dripping hole and rockhard cock and fucked and bred a a freshly loaded bear on the bench with several other guys fucking around us. After that I decided to relax in the sling to see what else might happen, and almost immediately got bred by 2 more guys. After that I got up and walked around the club, before returning to the sling area just as one of the lucky sling lizards got loaded. After his top pulled out and left I rubbed and fingered both our cummy holes a little before I started fucking him and after about 10 minutes he milked a 2nd load out of my balls. Not yet satisfied I walk around some more, watched 3 hot versatile guys train fuck each other for a while, before returning to the darkroom and started messing with an uncut latino who quickly started grabbing my ass, he told me to turn around and soon delivered load number 6 to my slutty hole. By that time 2 of the 3 train fuckers were in the dark room trading fucks with other verse guys they could entice to fuck them 1st. They tried to get me hard, but my 50 year old dick wouldn't cooperate and they didn't seem interested in fucking someone who couldn't return the favor, not that I blame them. After they left the darkroom, I walked around one more time, and didn't see any fucking going on and I was tired so I called it a successful night.

Ch.2 I’m not waiting long before I feel hands on my head making me face forward. I am lifted until on my hands and knees and facing a fairly thick set of legs with a thick cock jutting from between them. The head is leaking precum which has soaked all around his thick foreskin. I lick my lips unconsciously and lean forward. I run my tongue all around that cock head revelling in the flavour of his juices. I flick my tongue around the tip and his piss-slit before worming under that foreskin to tease around his glans. He begins to buck as I work the sensitive cockhead causing him to push into my mouth. I don’t hesitate and begin to suck him hungrily. He grabs my head on either side and starts a fucking motion. I start to moan around his dick to cause vibration through his shaft and he grunts at my efforts to please him. “Fucking good cocksucker, watched you take that load just now. Knew you’d want some more spunk in you.” As he says this I feel another pair of hands on my arse spreading me. I try to brace myself for the fucking to come but instead I feel warmth and then the sensation of my hole being licked. My eyes roll in pleasure as I am rimmed. The cock in my mouth keeps up its relentless pace and I am really moaning now as I feel fingers shoved into me. “Just wanted to make sure you were good and open. We’re both pretty thick.” The voice from behind me was a little muffled but I processed the intent and was thankful for the consideration. Even though I had just been fucked if the guy behind me was anything like the guy currently using my mouth it was going to stretch me. Moments later I feel the shifting as the guy behind me, satisfied that I was open enough, moves himself into position. The thick, blunt head that presses to my ring and forces through in a swift fashion would have had me shouting if I wasn’t already gagged with cock. It doesn’t really hurt, other than in that good way that comes from being stretched, but I feel unready as they both begin to match thrusts inside me. Filled at either end, my hips and head being held I have no choice but to go with it and ride it out. Not that I’m complaining. On the contrary I’m moaning like a total slut being stretched, fucked and used by two very thick cocked guys either one of which could probably lift me one handed. It is wonderful and I am completely gone. I’m not driving anymore. Need is. Lust is. These two amazing fuckers are. I know my arse is going to be gaped after this, the pounding that has built up behind me is punishing my behind in the best ways I can imagine. The long thrusts in and out of me in constant rhythm have my own cock bouncing under me and dripping precum like crazy. The slide and stretch that pulls at my anal muscles then keeps rocking my prostate has me bucking my hips like the keenest bitch. All the while I am drooling and moaning around the buddy who is using my mouth like his favourite wank toy. “Fuck this cunt is good.” “I know. Bitch can suck too.” “You close? Or you wanna swap?” “Happy to change it up, I want to try everything this fucker has before we breed him.” I can hear the words and in some way I understand whats happening as they both suddenly withdraw and leave me panting on the bench. A moaning sticky mess. They are quick to swap ends though and I am very quickly pulled back how they want me. With no time to relax or even say anything they both drive into me. I taste myself on the cock now filling my mouth holding my jaw wide. My tongue flicks around the shaft as the guy, who just seconds ago was stretching out my arsehole, begins to push into my throat. Trying to accommodate him my focus is lost as I am pushed forward by the guy behind me as he rams himself home. I am again a fuck tube for them both. I swear their cocks are almost identical. I feel stretched in practically the same way at either end as they pick up their pace. The hammering at my backdoor has me once again groaning in total pleasure around the cock making me gag and I feel my whole body shudder as they use me for their enjoyment. “Both of us are going to cum up your cunt.” “Yeah, we figured you were here for loads when we saw you bouncing on that cock earlier.” “Going to soak you with spunk you dirty slut.” “You know it’s what you want.” I know they were talking to me, I know it was all true. I do want it. It’s the only thing that matters. I need their cum mixing inside me. Even as they are talking I am nodding in agreement, unable to form any words around the impressive cock stretching my lips. “I reckon there’s a good few here tonight who’ll want to add to that cumdump hole.” “Fuck yes, you come in here and start taking loads you’ll definitely get noticed.” “No way you leave without being properly bred you dirty cunt.” I was moaning incoherently as they pound me harder. Their dirty talking turning me on but becoming darker as they fucked me more and more. Maybe it’s just cum talk. Saying the nastiest things to push each other over the edge. As their pleasure builds so they lose the normal internal censor. “Fuck yes! Building up a nice dirty load for your hole you fucking slut.” The guy fucking my arse wasn’t quiet he was pretty much yells this as he drive his thick shaft into my sloppy hole. It feels so good I can’t even try to pull away. But it’s pretty obvious they intend to make me take more than cum from them. “Fuck him harder.” The guy in my mouth is holding my head firmly as his mate slams into me over and over. “Tear that hole up good for your spunk!” “Oh yes going to knock you up bitch.” I was still rocking my hips. The pleasure is undeniable and with no way out I have to take his cock. And his cum. He groans as he shoves into me. I feel his cock pulsing as he squeezes my hips. “Fuck, oh fuck. Cumming you cunt. Breeding you!” I can’t help it. I moan around the cock in my mouth again. It does feel good and I love the sensation. I guess I just never expected to be used so thoroughly and in such plain sight. The cock is pulled from my arse and I start to slump on the bench. But I am held in place as the guy at my head moves behind me and jams his cock back into my fuckhole. “Oh fuck!” It’s all I can manage as I am again subjected to a pounding fuck. The guy who had just unloaded inside me has walked up to my head and knelt in front of me. Holding my head he looks into my eyes and grins. I am mumbling as I am taking his buddy’s cock hard and fast but he just talks to me. “Yeah we’re both poz. Both unmedicated and we’ve both fucked you hard. Plus from what I’ve seen behind you there’s quite a crowd who wanted to see what all the noise was and from all of the stroking going on quite a few want to add to the spunk filling inside you.” “I don’t..” “Shhh. Yes you do. You know you came in here tonight looking to get fucked and now you will be. By the time you leave here you will definitely be knocked up so you might as well enjoy it. It certainly looks like you have been so far.” As he finishes talking he reaches under me and squeezes my leaking dick. As he did this his mate fucked hard into me a few more times then roared as his climax took him over. My hole swallows his cock and his cum while I push my face into the bench yelling in my own pleasure. I hear a smattering of applause from around the room and I raise my head to see at least a dozen guys watching these two congratulating themselves on their very thorough breeding of me. As the two disappear out of the room several of the onlookers step forward and surround the bench. I realise I haven’t even moved. I’m still on my hands and knees presenting my well fucked arse to the crowd. I might as well have sent out invitations.

For me one of the hottest things has always been being watched when I get fucked. It all started years ago when my ex used to just love watching me get fucked and would encourage me and the tops to fuck like animals. He would spend the weekend organising tops to come over and fuck me - or take mt to a backroom and put me on the fuck bench and stand back and cheer from the grandstand as tops took turns at me. At first I was shy but I put that aside thinking I was pleasing him, then it suddenly became obvious it also pleased me immensely. I gradually became very addicted to audiences. I also enjoyed watching him fuck other bottoms in group sessions or one on one and even helped him procure bottoms that he wanted to fuck. I love an audience in backrooms, darkrooms, sex parties etc. It all becomes very primal for me and enhances the enjoyment I get from being bred. Do other bottoms and tops feel the same way

Part 3 You know the rush that come after you've stayed away? It was that. It was like the first time all over euphoric an overwhelming and crushing and liberating all in one. He gave me a moment to adjust. I sat on the bed as it came over me wave after wave. And then I was horny. insatiable and hungry with lust. i started to rub myself through my costume, I looked toward him. He was enjoying watching as I came Undone. I was so hard under my loincloth. I ripped the wig from my head and tore the already torn up shirt off. he advanced towards me and rubbed me at the taint. i pulled my legs up, wanting it all. "Have you slammed before?" He asked tossing his coat aside. this deviled adonis stood before me in boots, harness and briefs and I wanted all of him. "yes, sir. a long time ago..... I feel free again. holy god this is amazing." "You're a pig, aren't you. why were you pretending you weren't al these years. Funny how on Halloween your without your mask. free to be your true piggy self. Now it's my turn." and with that he slammed himself. I watched fascinated as i rubbed myself. the flash of his blood made me even hornier. I was moaning "You like to watch it go in, boy? That's hot. I have too many ideas of what to do with you." He held his arm above his head and coughed as his rush hit. and then he was all over me. He pulled my underwear down leaving the loincloth there. and then he was rubbing my hole. He spit in his hand and then parted me and plunged two fingers into my dark recess. I was here for it and I wanted more. "Cock!!" i groaned. "Oh you'll get it boy. You'll get it all. Follow me." And I did. Away from the coat room and into Steven's master bedroom. "We can't be in here!" I protested as he pulled me to him. "We already are. The coat room will be too busy with people getting their coats. Steven won't come here till the party is over. we have plenty of time. You just have to keep you voice down. Or I'll punish you. ...Or you can go and we can do nothing." "No, Sir. I want this. I need this. need you. Fuck, you're sexy." He kissed me gently at first and then more insistently. He brought my hand to his crotch where I felt his hardness. he was massive. I needed it. "You first though" he said shoving me onto the bed, raising my legs and diving into my hole like creature possessed. He rimmed me with authority making me moan, making me feel as though the earth split in two. The next few hours flew by in a flash of ecstasy, sweat, spit, flesh, fist, piss and more. I had never let go the way I had with him, but i was unhinged and vowing to never go back to my repressed ways. He had focused his attentions on my hole. occasionally giving me fierce kisses and tongue. But he never took off his briefs though it was painfully obvious how hard he was. when I came too it was three thirty in the morning and he was still fisting me. I was still loving it. He withdrew and handed me a gatorade to drink. "Trick or treat?" he asked as he produced two more rigs. I smiled. "Good boy, come with me" and i followed behind him into the master bathroom.... To be continued...

Saw comedian carrot top at one of the local bookstores last night getting sucked. Hadn’t seen him in a while. It’s crazy how he tries to be incognito but everyone recognizes him every time. I sucked him off two years ago.

You ever get a song caught in your head? Yeah you have. Just sitting in there making itself known again and again and again. It crops up when you’re distracted, or thinking about nothing and there it is, that familiar refrain, haunting you. It’s not even the whole song. Just snippets of the melody or the chorus on repeat. If the song played out I think it might actually leave you alone but it never works that way. It taunts from there like an itch you just can’t scratch. That’s how it goes with me when I haven’t been laid for a while. I start out with the best of intentions. “That’s the last time!” I’ll say it to myself every time. Try to be good. Try to focus on work and life and sensible things. But then that song starts up again. I’ll find myself staring, or lost in thought, all focus gone as the need inside me grows. That’s how I find myself at the recessed door pressing the buzzer waiting for the click to signal entrance. Walking up to the counter just inside I exchange a perfunctory nod with the, I don’t know, host? Concierge seems too grand and landlord sounds just wrong. I’ve never asked just handed over my money and walked to the locker room towel in hand. With my clothes stashed and towel wrapped around my waist I don’t even think about it. I head straight for the stairs and ascend into the dark rooms. The only pause I make is at the two bowls placed on a shelf at the foot of the stairs. Little sachets in each. I take one from the left hand bowl wryly smiling that it is nearly empty and in need of a refill whilst the other seems barely touched. Obviously I am in good company tonight. In the gloom of the upper corridors I follow the walls glancing into the various alcoves for any promising distraction. Finding nothing I continue to the next staircase and head up. The violet light here is somehow brighter whilst making it simultaneously harder to see but that’s ok. I’m not here for the sights. I glance around the open room that the stairwell opened on to. Several benches around the room, some occupied, most vacant. I move to a bench at the edge and pulling my towel from around me I spread it over the surface and lay face down and wait. A few footsteps and creaks of the floor announce those that pass and move on and I have to force myself to keep my head down. I am on offer; it doesn’t matter who takes it. I first feel a light brush of a hand against my calf muscle which slowly traces up my leg. The touch sends a charge through me and I moan softly parting my legs a little more as goosebumps seem to follow the path that the unseen hand is taking. As the fingertips glide over my skin I can’t help but raise my self, pushing harder to the hand. My hips are pushing back almost if there own accord making me part my legs wider and spread myself for the hand to explore me fully. Which it does. What started as a light stroke is now an open handed gripping and searching of my body. My arsecheeks are groped and squeezed before fingers slip between and across my exposed hole. I moan even more as those fingers push inside and I acknowledge the satisfied grunt I hear at the discovery I am already lubed. This slut knows what is expected. Still looking down I feel the bench shift slightly as my unknown partner climbs up to, I assume, kneel behind my spread cheeks. I am not wrong as I feel his other hand gripping my arse so he can spread me wider and knead my flesh as I feel the unmistakable rigid heat from his cock as he rests it across my opening and begins to slide himself closer. He wanks his cock by sliding back and forward a few times in the valley my spread arse has opened for him, then if feel him reposition slightly as he guides the flared tip of that solid cock inside. “Nice.” It’s almost a hiss and the first thing he has said to me but I groan appreciatively as his thickness causes my anus to stretch. I push back as he pushes forward and he is very quickly balls deep inside me. “Very fucking nice.” This is punctuated with full thrusts of his cock in and out of me. The sudden speed of his fucking taking me by surprise making me grip the edge of the bench and pant in pleasure as he takes full control of my body. His hands are gripping my hips tightly and more than thrusting he is pulling me onto his cock, making me slam my now open hole up and down his very hard dick. I am grunting loudly. Animal noises that are being driven from me with every resounding slam of my hips to his. The solid pole of flesh he is shoving deep into me is rocking my prostate and building that familiar tingle within me and I know this is what I need. What I always need. What I was meant for. I feel a stinging slap on my arse that makes me yelp and then grin in to the surface of the bench. “Fuck Yes!” I shout as he bottoms out inside me and holds me onto his cock, he leans across my back and jabs into me with short darting thrusts of his hips and I can feel his ragged breath on the back of my neck. I know he has cum inside me. He is now stroking my skin again and lightly rocking his hips as he comes down from his euphoria. I just squeeze my hole around his cock letting him know he can stay inside me as long as he wants. He squeezes my shoulder affectionately as he rises and slips his cock out of my cum soaked arsehole. Without looking back I know he is moving away having got what he came for. I remain in position, albeit more spread than I was initially, hoping that someone else wants to take advantage of my prone state.

Last night I was horny as usual so I decided to throw an ad up offering a blow job to anyone who was stuck at work. A little after midnight I got a reply from a guy about 30 minutes away from me, saying he was working and "horny as hell". The stats sounded good, so I wrote back mentioning it would take me a few minutes to get there if he was cool with that. He replied he was, and gave me a general area of the city as his location. Normally this would be a warning sign of a time waster, but after doing Craigslist ads before that shut down I have developed rather a sixth sense for bullshit and something about this just said "nervous straight guy needing to get off". I got in the car and started down there, and after a short time he asked me how long until I got there. I replied that I thought I was about 20 minutes away, but with an address I could put it in the GPS and give him an exact time. He gave me an address of a place "close to where I am" and said to message him when I was close and he would guide me the rest of the way. I kept on, as I still had the feeling this was for real, but he was nervous. I got to the address he had given me and he replied saying if I felt like giving him a phone number to call it would be quicker. What he hell, I thought and gave my number. I started back down the street, and an unknown number called my phone. It was him, and I gave him the intersection I was at. "You just passed me, turn around and turn right on (side street." Alright, I was there and then he said "Um, turn into that first driveway, I'm actually in the fire station there." HOT DAMN! He instructed me to park next to a vehicle in the front parking lot, and he would be at a door between the 4 big bay doors on the front of the station. I got out of the car and saw a figure through the glass of the door. We saw each other and hung up. I was led into the garage where the fire trucks were and was still in disbelief at my luck. He was good looking from what I could tell as it was pretty dark in that part of the garage but hell I was going to suck off a fireman in the actual fire station so who cared what he looked like ha ha. We went towards the back of the garage, and after being cautioned not to trip on some fire hose on the ground we entered this emergency command center trailer thing. He shut the door almost all the way, so there was just as little sliver of light. He unzipped his blue work pants and fished out his dick, which was already hard. I got to work, and he laid back on this little counter thing and let me go at it. He was about 7 inches, cut and had one of those dicks where the head is a little bigger than the shaft. He lifted his shirt and grabbed my hand and put it on his chest. I played with his nips and felt around his chest and that seemed to do the trick. He put his hands on my head and jerked me up and down, kinda using my mouth as a fleshlight as I felt him up. After about 5 minutes he announced he was going to cum. I got 4 or 5 healthy squirts of sperm on my tongue, which I savored for a few seconds before I swallowed. I licked the drops off his dickhead until he was soft. "Thanks, that was what I needed." He zipped up and we went back to the door of the garage, and he thanked me again and I was soon back on my way. I sent him an email telling him I had really enjoyed it and if he ever needed head to hit me up. I hope he does.

9. The new plug was harder to walk with. I felt slightly bow legged getting in the elevator and when I got to the lobby the door man looked at me. “Damn, he must have really done a number on you.” “You could say that.” “But you loved it right? I bet you can’t wait till Jerry’s trained you enough to take his cock.” I smiled at him widely and said, “well…” “Your first time! Fuck man! I’ll get you the car. I bet you need a rest.” “Honestly I’ve never been so horny. I was thinking I would probably go back to my place and hunt for more dick.” “Fuck. You want one more from me before you go? I was just about to go to the bathroom for a piss. Why don’t you come drink that down and I’ll pump another load in that ruined cunt.” “Fuck yes.” I followed him to the bathroom off the lobby. It was a single person bathroom and he locked the door behind us. I fell to my knees and opened my mouth. “Fucking slut,” he said as he undid his fly and pulled his dick out. He placed the head of his cock on my lips and closed his eyes. After a moment of focusing a blast of warm piss hit the back of my throat and I struggled to swallow it all down. His piss tasted different even from Jerry’s, I supposed everyone’s piss would taste different just like everyone’s cum tasted different. He was pissing much faster than Jerry had. It was a struggle to keep up with the flood but only a small drop missed my lips and dribbled down my chin. I swallowed gratefully and looked up into his eyes. “Now, lets see what Jerry did to your hole.” I stood up and dropped my shorts. I kicked them off into the corner and bent forward over the sink. The door man let out a whistle. “Usually it takes a boy a few visits to work up to that plug. Your cunt must be wrecked.” He undid the strap that ran between my legs and tugged on the plug. It didn’t come out nearly as easily as the others had but after a little tugging it popped from my hole and I groaned. I could feel cold air inside me. “Jesus, that’s a fucking pussy now.” He was hard again and I felt his cock slap on my ass. “Clench down pig, milk my cock.” I hadn’t realized he had entered me my hole was so battered and loose. I closed my eyes and just like I had focused on opening my hole for Jerry I focused on tightening it him. He moaned and I felt his cock inside me. “I love a well-used cunt” He fucked me hard and fast like before, occasionally reminding me to clench down or tighten up on his cock. Then without much pomp he buried himself in me and dumped another load. Then the plug was crammed back inside me, the strap reattached, and we left the bathroom. Within five minutes of that I was in a car heading back to my apartment. I sat, shifting a little on the massive plug, in the back of the car scrolling through Scruff. Quite a few people had messaged me back while I had been at Jerry’s all offering loads and cocks of varying sizes. After what I had just been through I should be worn out, I should be sore, and I guess on a practical level I was. I was also hungry still. The feeling of a man cuming deep inside me was so intoxicating that no matter how bettered my hole was I wanted more. A few guys blocked me or told me they weren’t interested when I sent them pics of my worn-out cunt in Jerry’s sling. A few others however were even more turned on, and yet more turned on still when they saw my caged cock and found out that I had taken 6 loads so far that day. “I always know the boys who come from Jerry’s place,” the driver said suddenly. “Excuse me?” “They all have the same glazed look in their eyes, and the light smell of cum.” “I guess you know what he does then,” my day had made me brazen. I didn’t care if this random driver knew I had just been stretched out and pumped full of cum. I had just been bred by Jerry’s door man twice. “First hand,” he laughed. “I’ve done a few shifts while leaking his load. How long have you been part of the Club.” “Um, well this is my first day.” “Fuck yeah, you must have a good hole if they’ve already sent you to Jerry. So you want me to drop you off at home or are you in that freshly caged dick fever head space.” “Honestly. I’m horny as fuck. I just want more cock.” “I know what you mean. Being caged, well it fucks with your mind. I’ve let guys breed me before instead of paying.” “You’re a club bottom too!” “Three years. Haven’t cum in like eight months. Some bottoms get their cages taken off. Some of them find that it suits them. I’m one of the latter. Knowing that I’m a caged up cumdump is just one of the important gifts the club has given me.” “I’ve only just found out how much I love drinking piss.” “Fuck yeah boy. Listen I’m supposed to be on shift for like five more hours, but a regular from the Club has been hitting me up all day. How about I drop you off and let him breed your cunt and then I’ll take you home when he’s done with you.” “Yes please! I need more cock! Its literally all I can think about” “Perfect. I’ll tell him we’re coming.”

I remember in my early 20s when poppers were discovered and passed around by my friends - they were a legal drug that got you 'high' but whose mild head rush was quickly eclipsed by weed and other substances - this isn't a chem sex story - but the result was that as I grew up, my little glass jar of Amyl Nitrates languished in the bottom of my wash bag for a few years before eventually being tossed, half full, never to be replenished. I didn't get the fuss. I'm 32 years old from London, short dark brown hair and big brown Disney eyes. I'm curvy which keeps me looking on the younger side save for a beard which is now a permanent addition to my face. Without it I was a chubby nerd (4/10) being rejected by all the twinky young guys I lusted after. With it, when combined with my thick thighs and pretty decent butt, I'm some sort of cub/bear. Having recently discovered my niche it seems sex is always available - and with all the sorts of boys I wanted previously plenty of whom want to fulfil their bear fantasies. Sure enough I've started dabbling. I've always loved being a bottom - I've just never been great at it (anxiety over mess and pain) but over the years i've bought various dildos and douches and lubes in the hopes of training myself up. I've always fantasised about bareback sex too, Breeding Zone has brought me many spectacular orgasms. Enter one beautiful 26yo twink top just before Christmas with whom I've spoken for months online but never met, we lusted after each other's slutty photos and fantasised about raw sex. The stars align and we're both free. He hops on the train and I jump in the shower and start cleaning out. I'm feeling relaxed and start to finger myself in preparation - I tell him and he loves it - that unusual sensation of being penetrated gets me excited. When he arrives he is significantly sexier than his online profile suggests. A yoga expert, tall and well groomed. Skinny profile photos betrayed his very toned hairy body and a deep booming voice... ...and a giant cock, the kind that should come with a disclaimer - and it does because after a heavy session of kissing, stripping, tugging and sucking, he eyes the condoms I placed on my bedside table (just in case). "I'm not being a dick about this, but they wont' fit", he tells me. I toy with the idea of suggesting he doesn't need them but keep quiet. Our fantasies remain just fantasies and he reaches into his pocket for a king-size rubber. He wants to play safe and I'm happy to do whatever gets his cock inside me. I really want to make him cum. He throws me on my back and slides the head of his meaty 8" cock inside me. FUCK. That instant sting. I'm not gonna be able to take it. "I have some Poppers" he suggests, and as I flash back to being 20, he fishes out the little brown bottle and holds it under my nose. As the blood rushes to my head, he picks my legs up and slides right down to the hilt. Pain free > Mind blown. The sex was pretty great. He pounded me, I rode him. We synced up nicely. Apparently I'm super tight. He came faster than either of us expected - no greater compliment - but was able to power through. By the time I was ready to cum, so was he for a second perfectly timed climax. Damn he was hot. Damn I had to get some poppers. Since this little life lesson, I've been making up for lost time. With my little brown bottle the secret to my success, I've tried and succeeded in getting as much cock as I can. Over the Christmas week I quickly rattled through ten guys, a few of whom came back for more. Turns out I love making guys cum with my ass - a few days ago I serviced three in one day - I'll save it for another story - but suffice to say I am going through a glorious slut phase, which last night culminated in my first load. With guys 1-10, condoms were used throughout but one highlight included an intense thirty-minute rim job from a beautiful hung blonde 35yo. He was totally game to make me squeal by fingering and eating my ass like I've never experienced before. Face down on my bed with my ass sandwiching his lips, I thought he might just take the initiative and fuck me raw - I hoped he would and I wouldn't have stopped him. I was in heat. When the image flashed into my mind I came immediately, covering my bedlinen with a huge load. "I've never eaten ass like that before", he told me after coming up for air. "I think you enjoyed that" he added, laughing. This guy came back for seconds a few days later and I think, I hope... a third encounter is on the cards. I fantasise that word of my newly discovered dick craze is being spread about. A few days ago, a younger guy hits me up online. He wants to play and who am I to deny him? He keeps telling me how much I will love his cock and he was right. When he arrived, I groped excitedly and found a very thick cock that looked out of place on his cute short frame. We roll around on my bed and he asks me what I think about bareback sex. I tell him about my fantasies and about my recent encounters and this excites him more. He asks if I want him to put on a condom and I tell him he probably should but as we're talking, I make a point of telling him about my hot rim session, hoping he would get the message - he flips me over and starts to work his tongue and fingers inside of me before asking me if I want him to use a condom.... "Yes." I tell him and he obliges. His cock is so thick that even after my recent exploits, I rely heavily on the poppers to get him inside me. He is a selfish fuck - and I love it. When he cums, he dumps the condom on my bedside table and leaves. I reach into one of my drawers and pull out a giant dildo, bought a few years ago - the one I always wanted to work up to but was never able to take. I slowly push it into my now very loose hole. I think about being used by such a cute young guy, I think about his huge cock and how open my ass is. I cum very fast and I text him to thank him. Last night, I invited him back - none of the pretence of round one. He's pulling my legs apart and rubbing lube on my ass. Sliding his digits in one after another, gentler than before. "Do you want me to use a condom this time?" He asks. I reach over to feel his huge cock and discover he's already lubed up. He begins rubbing it against my hole and the head feels so soft and warm, without any of the odd friction of a latex condom. I gasp - it's like being rimmed by an extra thick tongue - and he smiles. "Do you want me to use a condom?" He asks again and I stay silent as I help him push the head of his cock into my ass and it slides all the way into me. It feels so good. So natural. It feels like silk - and definitely a highlight of the experience... I look over to the unopened bottle of poppers on my bedside table and wonder if my ass is too loose from the toy, or if raw sex just feels so good I no longer need their help. I eye the unopened condom sat next to the bottle and my cock springs to life. I must be looser because the sex takes longer, but the sensation is incredible and the psychological impact of having his bare cock inside me is keeping me right on the edge - I try and avoid touching my cock but as his body grazes it I nearly cum. When he does eventually tell me he's getting close, I've already made the decision - go big or go home - and I tell him to give it to me. I want his cum. This makes him climax but I don't feel any different. I don't feel his cock stiffen or his load shoot inside me. When he pulls out of me, that's when I notice the difference. He flooded my insides and it bursts out of me. This moment may only have lasted a second but the sensation seemed to go on for ages. I immediately finger at my hole, it's so loose and so wet... I can't get over how wet it is. "Finger my cummy hole." I beg him and as soon as his fingers slip inside me I orgasm and it's intense. "I'm definitely coming back," he tells me with a smile. He leaves and I cum three times more. First almost straight away while watching bareback porn and thinking of how much of a slut I might be becoming. Second after I return from a post-fuck shower when I spy the unused condom on my bedside table which sets me off again Third a few hours later when the rest of his load spills out of my ass and I replace it with one of my modest dildos. I've spent the last 24-hours torn, freaked about where this road might lead for my health, sex life and future, but incredibly horny at the same time. I can easily see how people overcome the fear and turn into real cum dumps, but I guess only time will tell if this is the path I'm on. After seeking advice from friends about what I should do next, I find myself inundated with offers for more bareback loads. So as a long-time lurker on this forum, I thought I would add the story of my first load.

Steve and Pete, two good looking guys, had met in college, fell in love instantly. Steve and Pete, graduated and got jobs. Finding a place in a neighborhood, that was for older people, but was affordable and were welcomed by landlord who rented the downstairs apartment to them. Ralph, who owned the house, wanted Pete, who with dark hair, hazel eyes, slender build. Not that Steve was a slouch, brown hair and brown eyes. Ralph himself, was balding 58 years old overweight. Ralph had peek holes in the floors in the apartment. He would watch Pete, shower, get dressed and watch Pete fuck Steve. Ralph had fantasies of fucking Pete. And an opportunity for Ralph was going to happen. ”Pete, I’m planning your birthday party, and do I have a surprise for you.” Steve said to his boyfriend. “I’m going to choose a guy for you to fuck as your birthday present.” “I can’t wait to find out who it is.” Ralph, eavesdropping, would fix it, that Pete wouldn’t get to his own birthday party Ralph, between asking, snooping around the apartment. Finding what he thought were invitations, but were clues to who the guy was and where the party was being held. Ralph replaced, the directions with another place to go. Which was an hour in the opposite direction of where the party was. Ralph got hard, knowing that he was going fuck him. The day of the party: Ralph left jockey, with the open back. And a note that said “The surprise guy wants to top you.” Pete was surprised that Steve would want a guy to top him, he figured Steve would want to top him. But it was Steve’s fantasy, so he would go with it. Pete arrived at the address: he was surprised to see that it was a bathhouse, but didn’t question it. Walking in, Pete is greeted by old men in their late 50’s early 60’s. Pete made his way into a room. Put his stuff away, got naked, putting on the jock. When a stocky old man walked in “You must be Pete, I have a message for you, it is go to room 9. Make a left, It’s by the sauna.” Walking to the room, Pete felt hands grabbing at his ass, wondering why Steve would pick a bathhouse to have a party. Now in the room, Pete hears a voice “take off the jocks, read the script, I wrote.” Pete looked around, but didn’t see anyone, took off the jocks, read the paper, which said “You want daddy’s cock.” “I love you daddy.” Those two lines would be easy to remember. He walked over to where the bed was, and on it was a note that said “on your back, with your legs spread, next to it was a condom. Pete was glad to see that, from what he heard, there’s not much safe sex being practiced in bathhouses, and Steve certainly wanted him to be safe. Before hopping on the table, he took a sip of water, unaware that there was a roofie in it. Pete went back to the bed, spread his legs, Ralph, who had been in the next room, watching him, comes out naked, “hello Pete, I’m your birthday gift replacement, it’s going to be ok.” With that, Ralph starts, rimming his ass, Pete, not being able to move could only moan. Ralph moved to Pete and slowly got Pete to suck his cock. “That’s my boy!” Ralph shouted! Pete could taste his precum in his mouth, Ralph then moved back to the end of the bed. Climbed on top of Pete, lifting the barely conscious young man’s legs over his shoulders, teasing Pete’s hole. “No condom?” Pete asked weakly. “Then no condom it is, son.” Ralph answered. With that, Ralph put his hard 6 inch into Pete, who could only moan and force to be kissed by Ralph, while he was thrusting back in fourth onside him. Ralph, let out a moan “Do you want daddy’s load?” Pete, remembering the script. “Yes daddy, and please daddy!” “Here comes daddy’s load deep inside you!”shooting several loads into Pete’s red now wide open ass, Ralph clasped on top of the boy, kissing him with more passion and Pete didn’t resist this time. Pete was also unaware that Ralph had filmed it and streamed it to Steve, who replied. “Thanks for not raising our rent!”

Elsewhere in this forum I have commented on the fact that I have zero luck getting fucked in slings. I don’t know why. It’s not, however, that I don’t get noticed - in fact, it usually doesn’t take long before I feel the hands of some man or other... on my cock. Yesterday, same thing. I get situated in the sling, pull my blindfold down, and within two minutes I hear footsteps enter the room, cross to my side, and a hand starts playing with my cock. This time I just reached down, took hold of the hand and moved it away from my body and shook my head. Another two minutes - and a different guy comes up to my side and starts diddling with my cock (which, I failed to mention, is in a solid steel cock cage to start with). This guy also wanted to tweak my nipples. I firmly seized hiz wrist and moved his hand away from my cock. A minute later I heard him muttering to another guy in the doorway, “...something’s wrong...” Dammit, man! What’s wrong is that you don’t appear to have a grasp of what a sling is for! So, for the less sophisticated among us, just a few key points: 1. The sling is a piece of mobile furniture designed specifically for fucking. Although it can be used in conjunction with bondage in a BDSM setting, it is not primarily a bondage device. 2. If you do not intend to fuck the occupant of the sling, do not approach, and do not loiter in close proximity, especially to the lower end, because you may become that most despised of creatures, the Cock-Blocker. 3. One generally approaches the sling occupant from the position of vulnerability, i.e., between the raised legs, for access to his hole. Only approach from the side to offer your cock for fellatio, and only if the head is easily accessible. 4. Re-read points 1-3. Lather, rinse, repeat. Lastly, 5, If you are anything but a total bottom and you spy a man lying unattended in a sling who is not a) asleep or b) repulsive, give strong consideration to walking over and fucking him. It’s ass going to waste if you don’t, and you’ll be setting a good example if you do.

4 loads yesterday night 1/4/20 1) I had to meet friends for dinner near the Pearl Harbor area. Not looking at all but on Grindr all the time, I get messaged if I was looking and a nice dick picture. It’s all more me he says, Black 30, super DL no face pic. I tell him I’m on my way home and love anon, was he too? He claim to be new to this, so I had to explained which he was all into it. I’m finally ass up face down. He comes in and feels my legs and lubed hole. Starts rubbing my hole with his slicked precum fuck stick. He spits on my hole and slides in. I’m wearing my blindfolds, but hear what sounds like a flame tour here lighter and hear him smoking something... he’s definitely doing something while fucking my ass raw. He goes all out and my hole is filled with cum and spit and is fucked in different position. Finally he unloads. My hole is at its prime very juicy state. 2) I tell my black 32 yo 9” that I was bred. Come on over he says. Usually pops quickly and without effort.. this time he porpoises you’re fucks a long time. Thought I was gonna pee and poop at the same time. Was that gut feeling his long dick up my stomach? After 20 mins of abusing my ass.. wait not hole but.. colon? I’m ready to call it. He silently adds his seed to my sloppy hole. 3) I rush home. A white guy messages me on Grindr and an Asian boy separately at the same time. The white guy is closer and tell the Asian boi did he mind seconds.. in this case more like 3rds lol he was cool. The white guy says he likes it wild. I tell him bb only but wants to play safe. I manage to tease and draw him to bb. He agrees. Tells me he’s deaf and rough and to tap him on his arm if he’s too rough. (Yeah right I’m tougher than that) he likes it anon cause he’s deaf... He cums in my dark room and gets to work. He try to fuck me without lube, I feel his cock is thick and shitttt it’s fucken hard as a rock! I need lube for this. Sure enough he slides in my hole like butter and starts taking it in. I’m in popper heaven and we kiss like sex starved animals. One of best tucks I’ve had. He blows his load messy and all over and in my hole and ass. 4) Asian boi cums next and my home is not sloppy seconds it’s messy fourths. His average 5-6 is painful as my ruined hole is bruised and abused by now. I’m really feeling everything. He fucks snd cums in my ass. Pushes my ass checks together cause I’m so loose by this time, he cums and make sure I collect all his seeds. it was so messy for him. He asked to use my shower. I look again on Grindr for a final last minute fun... it’s already 11pm and no one was biting so I called it a night.

Fuck, so damn HOT!

If I’m given the chance, I’ll always try to suck my top’s cock after he’s cum in me. I love cleaning off his dick especially when I’m with two or more guys. When one finishes inside of me, I’ll clean his dick while another one slides into my cummy hole.

I love to have sex in front of others. When I had a partner or I go to sexparty, bars or baths with a friend, watching him fucking with others also makes me horny. Yesterday a buddy not only watching me while I was playing others but after every load he came to fuck me. Sometimes, knowing that I am used like whore and watching it by others makes me more excited than the sex itself.

It's only the 5th of January. I've been fucked by 5 guys and took 6 loads. On the other side of the equation my cock has been in 5 holes and seeded 2 of them. I consider it a good start.

I gave instructions on how to make one in a thread here this last summer....

Had a busy weekend ahead of me and needed to blow off some steam and work someone over before it started so I stopped by a local video place on my way home from work Friday night. Paid my $, headed straight for the theater, sat down, pulled my cock out of my jeans and started stroking. As I looked around I noticed a couple lurkers, one sketchy-looking amped up guy fidgeting and pulling his clothes off and a hot looking black guy walking around the place pounding a nice fat cock and showing it to everyone but not letting anyone touch or suck it. Watched the movie for a bit, shoved the meth head down on the floor, pushed his head down on my cock, and let him slobber on my dick, balls and hole while he hummed and touched himself all over. Trouble is he was tweaking too hard to watch his teeth so I pushed him off and headed for the booths. Walked around with my pierced cock out until I found a skinny little papi with puppy dog eyes and a nice uncut cock like silk-covered steel. Pushed him up against the wall, jammed my tongue down his throat and played with his hot, sweaty little ass while he stroked my cock and played with the PA. Said he’d never been with one in person and wanted to know if it hurt. Nahhhhhh....why don’t you suck it mijo and see what it’s like. Let him lick and tongue and play with it for a while then pushed his head all the way down till his nose hit my pubes. Blew my load straight down his throat while his eyes streamed tears and he gagged and sputtered and gasped for air. Patted his head, told him he was a good boy and asked how he liked sucking a pierced cock. He said I was a little rough but he thinks he must’ve liked it cause he shot twice while I was skullfucking him. Looked down and sure enough papi’s cum was all over his jeans, my boots and the floor. Helped him clean up, made out for a while and talked, then swapped digits, made plans to meet again later and I headed home for the weekend. Mission accomplished.

Yes! I finally bottomed tonight and took a nice big load after SIX months of no bottoming! He was sexy IMO. He was 28 yo, completely masculine, handsome face and his dick was perfect. Not too big and not small. He is into hunting, fishing and guns lol. He was an auto mechanic. He could probably lose like 25 lbs but he's not in such bad shape. I had a great time and so did he. We plan to see each other tomorrow again and have dinner, drinks and more hot sex!

New Year's Day 2020. I'm horny as fuck. Have 3 loads in me from my overnighter with a poz FWB. I'm on line and get hit up by a 32 year old bi black guy who is pissed off at his GF, cuz' she got hammered NYE - and passed out on his blue-balls ass. LOL.... New Year's day she is hung as hell and won't let him near her. ..... He says he REALLY wants to get off. He mentioned that he sees I get tested regularly and I'm on PrEP. He also mentions that he has an older/younger interest... then sends a pic. He looks big and hot. I invite him over and say 'we can talk'. He is horny and so am I so, so he arrives shortly. Handsome young black guy. Quiet. Smiles a lot. He clearly wants to get off. He is still pissed at his GF and I figure I can start his new year off with a hot bang!! We go upstairs. I suck him and edge him a few times and he is using my spit on my hole to open me up. I'm ass up on the bed waiting to feel this big 9" uncut cock slide into my hole when I hear the tear of the wrapper. Fuck. I remind him I've got paperwork for recent tests and I'm on PrEP and actually prefer it raw. He mutter something about GF and we fuck nice and slow for a few minutes. I pretend that his big cock is raw and I get off on feeling his balls slowly slap against my balls with each slow, deep thrust. He says he can feel my previous loads from earlier still sloshing around his rubber wrapped dick, but complains that it is just slippery with the rubber. Almost a sigh. I start talking dirty to him and egging him on each time he thrusts in and out to the edge and we hear a squelch or a juicy pop. We both know he isn't getting the real 'feeling'. He pulls out, mutters something else about GF under his breath, slaps his uncut cock head on my hole a few times then sinks into me balls deep and just holds it. And flexes it. So much for wrapped. I could tell he had pulled off the rubber. He started pumping into me slow again. He was ooing and aahing with each slow stroke. He said he didn't want to blow too soon, as he was hugely turned on. He said fucking a muscular asshole full of cum was 200% better than anything he got from a chick. I certainly agreed. And I also told him to blow as soon as he would like. I planned to keep him hard enough for a second load before I let him leave. I just kept talking dirty to him about his cock stretching my raw hole and was he going to shoot his big load deep in my hole? or pull out and shoot all over the outside? And I kept talking to him on and on and telling him to slow fuck me and breed me. I worked into the dirty talk that we were just new FB's and I was already willing to suck his big cock and take his load bare in my tight hole and she wouldn't let him touch her. And that I liked his big cock deep in my hole. And he got a little more noisy and frantic. I told him to seed my hole and breed me. Do it! Do it!!!!! He went over the edge and unloaded a massive amount of cum inside me. I could feel it filling me up. Massive amount. I could feel him flexing his head inside me while he pumped in and out gently. I could feel it getting more slippery with each slow thrust. He didn't make a sound. It was wild. And he stopped. He just collapsed across my back and was working on getting his breathing under control. He hadn't moved in a few minutes and I was worried he was going to get 'goofy' about taking his rubber off and get weird. I need not have worried though, as it appears "Mike" had changed his mind about topping a hole raw. I suddenly felt his flexing again inside of me. I squeezed back and he groaned. He flexed. I squeezed. He said he couldn't believe we were able to 'feel one another'. I commented that with a rubber, he likely wouldn't get the same effect. He agreed. He pulled out of my ass and I felt cool air around my open hole. It had to be gaping with that big thick tool pumping in and out of it. The breeze said a lot about how stretched out I must have been. He was fascinated by my leaking hole. He started using his thumb to push the leaking loads back inside. I had my eyes closed and was enjoying the feeling when I felt a shift and his rock hard head slapped my hole again. He was now using his hard cock to push any leaking cum back into my pucker. Then he slapped my hole a few times with his dick again and just slowly pushed right into his shaved pubes in one long push. He held for a second to get his balance and proceeded to give me what I like to call a "VHF"... a vicious hate fuck. LOL. A term my buddies and I used over the years to describe hard, raw fucking. You try and kill one another by fucking VERY hard. Grin. He pounded my ass. He had me huffing poppers and slamming his cock into my hole. He pulled out twice and fed me cum covered uncut foreskin fresh from my ass. So yes, my younger friend got totally into fucking raw without being asked twice. He bred me a second time and said he had to blow and go. But he asked if we could do this again. He wanted to try some more hard fucking and experimentation with someone else to guide him. Fuck ya!! I'm definitely in for that tutorial. LOL. Turns out he lives about 20 minutes down the road from me. We exchanged info and he is planning to drop over next Tuesday night for round 2. I asked him if we were going to fuck raw next visit. He smiled and said... "Not a chance. I don't know if I could ever fuck with a condom again". I explained that my hole(s) were available if we both happen to be online at the same time. That made him even more excited. It turned my crank to know he enjoyed fucking a guy's ass raw more.... chalk one up for the gay guys! LOL. Cheers

Got hit up on bbrt by a guy who said he and a buddy were looking to top a hungry bottom. After a quick back and forth he text me his address and a few pics and planned to meet at 9pm last night. I prepared myself, put on a new jock strap and headed over. I was greeted at the door by the guy I’d been messaging who was shirtless and in sweats. He had nice chest hair, a trimmed beard and a nice set of hard abs. I could see his cock outline very nicely in his sweatpants. He brought me into the living room where his friend was watching tv, also shirtless and in sweats. His friend was clean shaven and smooth all over and was very toned, their pictures were hot but they were way hotter in person. We made a drink and had some small talk before they pulled their cocks out and started to jerk off. I got down on my knees as they sat on the couch and I started to suck on them alternating back and forth for a bit. Their cocks both leaking precum on my mouth and lips. Finally the bearded guy got up and pulled my up on the couch as his friend moved so I was face down on his cock with my ass in the in the air. The bearded guy started spitting on my hole and rubbing his spit in and started loosening me up with his tongue and fingers. His friend was now holding my head in both hands and thrusting his cock up into my mouth making me gag on his 7 inch cock. I got out the bottle of poppers I brought and take a few hits before going back to sucking. Behind me I felt the guy lube me up and his cock pressing at my hole. I took another hit of poppers and felt his cock start to slide in. He pushed in slow really letting me open up and get used to his thick 8 inch cock. Once I was ready he began to fuck me alowly at first and then going harder and deeper. I yelped a few times as he would alternate between hard and slow thrusts. His buddy sat up more so he could thrust me back on his friends cock and vice versa. It felt amazing being spit roasted between those two hot studs. They switched positions and the friend got a turn on my ass before we moved to the floor. There, they laid me on my back so my ass and mouth could be used easily bu them both. The friend really went to town on my ass pounding me while I struggled to take the bearded guys cock in my mouth. His friend was vocal calling me a slut and a whore for letting two strangers fuck me. He started saying he was close and asked if I was going to take his load. I managed to let out a half yes and half moan before he started to cum. He shot what felt like a huge load before pulling out and the bearded guy slide into me. He didn’t last long before blowing his load deep inside of me. Afterward I got up on my knees and cleaned their cocks off in front of me while jerked my cock and shot my load. The bearded guy thanked me once we were done. His friend didn’t say much but slapped my ass as I was getting dressed and just said “slut”. At that point it was clear I was dismissed. Nothing like being spitroasted and sent home used. It felt so good 😈.

8. In the elevator I wondered what I would find upstairs. This club clearly had all sorts of members, who would be waiting for me this time. The answer was a massive beast of a man, probably in his early fifties, shaved head, short beard, and a bulge that seemed inhuman. The black tank top he wore was stretched tight across his bodybuilder body. Tattoos covered his arms and chest, slightly obscured with thick dark hair. His basketball shorts were slung low under his firm stomach, and tented out more than I had ever seen before in my life. He smiled brightly, not rough and hard like the men this morning. He introduced himself as Jerry, brought me into his apartment and offered me a glass of water. As I drank he led me around the apartment showing me the various rooms till we came to the last door of the brightly lit well decorated hall. The room inside was entirely bathed in red light. A mirror covered most of the ceiling and the floor was black rubber. In the center of the room hung a sling. All around the dark red walls were shelves and hooks with all sorts of sex toys. Jerry looked at me probably trying to gauge my reaction. “Wow,” was all I could say. “They only send me boys who have promise,” he said, “I’m excited to see what you can do. Now take off your clothes and get in the sling.” Obediently I stripped off and placed my clothes in a small pile by the door. Jerry had pulled his shirt off, revealing massive pierced nipples, a broad stomach that both stuck out from his body and seemed to be made of muscle at the same time. He pulled me close and shoved my face in his armpit in one fast movement. “Lick my pit boy, get my sent on you.” His smell was intoxicating. He pressed my head in right and I licked at the thick dense hair there. Another [banned word] broken, another kink woken inside of me. My cock throbbed and dripped in the cage and my hole puckered as I smeared the man all over my face. He brought his arms down and caught me under my own pits. Lightly he tossed me into the sling. He lifted my legs and cuffed my ankles to the chains above, then moving to my head he attached his arms. I looked over, now eye level with his crotch and saw a thickening shaft in his shorts. It was so massive that I didn’t really understand how it was possible. “Don’t worry pig you’ll get my silicone filled cock in your cunt when I’m good and ready. First though we have to get your hole ready. Even with a fresh load from my door man in your cunt you won’t be ready for me. He did breed you didn’t he?” “Yes Sir.” “He’s a good one. He’s a switch in our little club and one of my regular cunts.” He had circled back around me and was standing between my legs. Keeping his eyes locked on my face he began to finger me, first with one and then quickly two fingers. “Well, well. You’ve opened up nicely. Most boys take a day or two to break in like this. You may even manage to take my cock today. The last boy they sent me took a week of daily visits to my little playroom before his cunt was stretched out enough to take my cock.” He added another finger, “It’s my job,” he slid his fourth finger in, “to make sure a boy’s cunt is trained as much as his mind. To make sure his hole is as willing to submit to the tops of our club as much as his mind. So, with me you will learn to control the muscles of your hole and to open them up to accommodate anything that comes your way, and to close them tight enough to never lose a drop of cum and make every man happy.” He was now twisting his fingers in and out of me. I whimpered but it felt good. He was working me open. “Such a good hole. But clearly, it’s never been your focus till now, or you’d have become a cumslut long before now. Let’s help you focus.” He pulled his fingers from my hole leaving me feeling empty and lost. I couldn’t see where he went but after a moment or two he appeared next to me with a stainless-steel rolling cart. Dildos and plugs of various sizes ranging from the human to traffic cone were arranged in size order on the top. Before picking up a dildo the man grabbed a blind fold from the bottom of the cart and covered my eyes. “Just for a little while,” he said, “focus on your hole and opening it up. You’ll be surprised how much you can take when you’re just feeling it and can’t be freaked out by the size.” With that he went to work. I felt a cold slick lube slathered over my hole and then worked inside by his thick fingers, then the head of a dildo. I guessed it was one of the fairly normal sized ones, after the cocks I had taken that day it didn’t feel massive but it did push hard against my second hole. He slid it in and out slowly at first and then roughly smashing it into my second ring over and over. Then he pulled it out. Next came one that felt thinner but much longer than the first. This one he seemed intent on getting past my second hole and after a fruitless pounding he stopped, added more lube and then just pressed it against my insides. “Here is your first goal. Take a deep breath and I want you to relax. You can control this hole just like you do your cunt. You can choose to open this one up, and believe me, once you do you’ll find a whole new world of pleasure.” I took a deep breath, closed my eyes beneath the blind fold and pressed against the dildo. It took a few moments and several long slow breaths but I felt it, my hole gave way and the dildo slid inside. I gasped and my whole body tightened up for a minute. “Breath, breath,” he said. I have no idea how much of that dildo he worked into me but if felt like yards. Nothing had ever been so deep inside me. My hole had become my entire world. When he at last pulled that dildo out of me I felt sad. I wanted that incredible feeling back. I didn’t have to wait long though, soon a thicker dildo was being worked into me, pressing again on my second hole. I relaxed and let the man work me open. We did this with several more dildos each getting bigger each time. Occasionally he fingered me, complementing my hole as he did so. Then there was a plug, that made me gasp and shake against my chains when it first popped in but after pushing it out and in several time slid around like nothing. I felt like my hole must have become a cavern and this man was filling it. “I hear you like piss boy.” “I’d never drank it before today Sir, but… well… yes.” “Open up then.” I opened my mouth and felt the warm flesh of what I assumed was a dick press against my lips. It felt massive and heavy. Before I could think about that much though my mouth was flooded with hot warm piss. I swallowed it up as quick as I could, feeling the warm liquid rush down my throat. His piss tasted different than mine, sweeter maybe, but it was still amazing. After a long while the flood of piss slowed to a trickle and then it stopped. He took his fat cock head away and patted me on the head, “Nice work pig, didn’t lose a drop.” After a few more dildos, more coaching to breath, and murmured compliments of how well I was doing, Jerry said, “I think you’re ready to see your progress. Do you want to see what I’ve got stuffed up your cunt right now boy?” “Please Sir!” “Good boy,” he pulled the blind fold off of me and I blinked for a minute. He was smiling and pointed up. In the mirrored ceiling I saw myself, strapped down and helpless. My cock was drooling. I looked like one of the boys I had been jerking off to on twitter earlier. At first, I couldn’t really see what he had inside of me, though I knew it was massive. Jerry then stepped back and pulled some of the dildo out of me. The base of it was huge. I couldn’t believe that that thing had been completely inside of me. It had to be as thick around as a peanut butter jar. Thick and shiny black I could see my ass lips cling to it as he pulled the dildo slowly from me. I was panting, my heart in my chest. I was trying to think about how long it had taken him to work it inside me but I had no idea. I groaned as finally the head popped out and deftly Jerry flopped it onto my stomach. It reached from my balls to my sternum. “Holy fuck!” I exclaimed. “I told you, when you can’t see it to get nervous your body can take an awful lot. Now take a deep breath and hold it in.” He picked up the dildo with both hands, smeared more lube on it from the cart and lined it up with my ruined hole. “and breath out.” As I let the air out of my lungs he slid the massive fucking toy back inside of me. I watched, almost forgetting to breath as my body swallowed it with ease. I gasped as it brushed past my second hole and finally I felt the base of the dildo on my ass. Holding the dildo in one hand he worked his shorts off with the other. I watched him in the mirror waiting to see this silicone cock for the first time. I was in awe. His dick was inhuman. Thick as a big man’s wrist and covered in veins the uncut cock looked like something that had been photoshopped. Below the swollen beast hung a sack I could barely understand. I heard him laugh. “I’ve been working on this for years. First it was pumping and saline, and then I finally made it permanent a few years ago. A real bull cock to destroy cunts like you with.” “Please breed me Sir,” I breathed. He laughed again, “you think you can handle this,” he flopped his cock against my still stuffed ass. “I need it Sir.” “Good answer.” He grabbed some lube from the cart and slathered his cock up jerking it slowly a few times. I still couldn’t believe that thing was actually attached to a real human male. Without a lot of warning he pulled the dildo out of me and had his cock head against my hole. He quickly started to press inside of me before my hole could close up after the dildo. Even with all the stretching I had endured so fat his cock still pushed at my walls. I groaned and whimpered, my legs pulling at their restraints as he sunk deeper and deeper inside of me. By the time he his massive balls were against me my whole body was covered in sweat and I was shaking a little. “You’re doing great boy, it’s a lot the first time. Well and the second and third, but you’ll get used to taking me. Eventually you’ll be able to slide down on my cock and then go meet some random average boy and he’ll never even know that I ruined you. Take a deep breath and let it out.” I did. “And another.” I did. “Good, now I’m going to fuck you, and I’m not pulling out till I cum.” And fuck me he did. He pushed my body away from him, swinging me in the sling. My own body weight impaled me on his cock over and over again I had no way to slow it down or make is easier for me. All that I could do was breath and press my hole open. From somewhere in the room a deep guttural grunting was coming. It took me a long moment to realize that was me. Each time I slammed into his hips a grunt was forced from my body like nothing I’d ever done before. My own cock had gone completely soft but was still leaking a steady stream of precum out of my cage. Most of my upper body had gone numb and my head was spinning, all that I cared about was this man using my hole. We his pace changed and he started to fuck me fast and faster I knew he must be close. He growled like an animal and sweat dripped from him onto my body. His chest hair was matted down and his face glistened. With one last rawr he pulled the chains hard and held me tight against him as roped of cum fired into my body. It took a long time for both of us to catch our breath, and when we did he smiled at me. “Jesus fuck boy, you’re the first one in a long time to be able to take me on the first day. It took Mike down stairs almost a full month before he was open enough for me to breed.” Slowly he pulled out and I watched his cock slide from my hole. My ass lips clung to his shaft the whole way and then when his head fell from my cunt it hung open for a long minute before winking closed a little. “Yeah you’re gonna be gaping for a while after that,” he laughed, “especially when I send you home with this.” He picked up a massive black plug from the cart. “Sir, before you plug my cunt will you take a photo of me like this. I want to see what my cunt looks like from your prospective.” “Pig,” he said with a smile, “your phone in your pocket?” “Yeah.” He walked over to where my clothes were and pulled my phone out. He snapped a few shots of my whole body and then a couple of just my hole. I tried to make it wink wide for him as he did. He growled his approval. “Right, now to keep that hole nice and loose.” He picked the plug up again, lubed it up and pressed it into my hole. Then he connected a strap to my cage that went around my waist to which he connected another strap that ran between my legs and connected to the waist band and my cage. “Now that won’t fall out while you’re walking out” He snapped a few more pics before returning my phone to my pile of clothes. “Alright boy,” he said as he helped me out of the sling, “I’ll let Sir know how well you did and that you deserve a little bit of a rest. Three hours in my sling will take it out of anyone let alone a boy on his first day. There will be a car waiting downstairs, it will take you home. The instructions I am to give you are this,” he grabbed his phone and read them off, “Continue to film yourself drinking all your piss loads today. Do not remove your new plug for anything but cock. Your next official appointment is not until tonight but there maybe surprise tasks thrown in. Rest up. As before if you find that you are too horny and cannot wait use Scruff and find someone to breed your cunt, but you must film it.”

Hey guys, I just had an unexpected and random encounter I thought I'd share with you. I had dinner with two girlfriends at a place called the Turkish Grill on Queens Blvd and 42nd in Queens, New York. The food was amazing, but more interesting was the waiter, a young Turkish-American guy, maybe 25 years old, lean and muscular with spiky black punk hair, dark middle-eastern facial scruff, tight black pants that showed a nice crotch and perky soccer ass, and a sly smile. All through dinner, he kept shooting me glances, but each time I looked back at him he gave me a kind of contemptuous stare, as if he knew I was a fag and he hated me. At the end of the meal, he brought us Turkish coffee, which is very thick and has a lot of 'mud' at the bottom. I commented on it, and he offered to show me how they make it. I demurred, not being sure what I was getting myself into, and thinking I didn't want to make a scene in case I came onto him and he decided to yell at me or something. After we paid and were getting ready to leave the restaurant, I headed to the bathroom. In front of the bathroom door are stairs going down to the basement, and I saw the sexy Turkish waiter standing a few steps down, looking at me. He raised a finger and gestured for me to come toward him, then pointed down the stairs. He took a few steps down and turned back to see if I was following. Again he gestured for me to follow him, so I did. As soon as we were in the basement, which was mostly dark, dirty, and smelled of rotting vegetables, he put one hand on his crotch and, with the other, pointed at it, as if telling me that's where my attention belonged. I took a step closer to him, and leaned in close to his face, intending to kiss him. But as I moved in, I felt a hand on my shoulder pushing me down with enough force that I didn't try to fight back. I sunk to my knees on the filthy cement floor as his other hand unzipped his fly and yanked on the belt to open it. Within a few seconds, a very hot and veiny cut cock came into view, dark-skinned and surrounded by black wiry hairs, with the glisten of precum at the tip. I knew we had to be fast as my friends were waiting, and he probably had other tables to attend to. I thought I could blow him quickly, get my reward, and be out of there within three minutes. But as soon as my lips encircled the head of his cock, I felt both of his hands take me by the ears, and his cock started piledriving my throat. I was only about 8 inches, and not the thickest I'd taken, but the way he was digging it deep into my throat made me start to gag. And each time he felt my throat spasm around his cock, he stuck it in deeper, digging and burrowing into the soft folds of tissue inside of me. After gagging maybe a dozen time, my eyes tearing and my nose running freely with clear snot, I finally did the worst and threw up a little into my throat. He looked down and me and ordered, "Swallow it!" I did, his cock still in my mouth, and as he felt me swallow, he slammed back into me. Wth a few seconds I had gagged again, and vomited more this time, my whole mouth filling with it. Again he ordered, "Swallow it, faggot!" And I did, the head of his cock still between my lips. Disgusting, I know, but that's what happend. Then he commanded, "Drop your pants." So I spit out his cock, covered in my slime and snot and tears, and opened my belt, pulling out my hard dick and balls. "Don't show me your dick bitch. Bend the fuck over!" So I did. For a second he put both hands into my crack, feeling the hole. I heard a sniff, as if he was checking his fingers to find out if I was clean. Of course I usually douche when I'm going out, just in case of a situation like this, and I was not only clean but also fairly well lubed. He reached his hand around to my face and, after wiping at the snot pouring out of my nose from the brutal facefucking, put his hand in front of my mouth and ordered, "Spit." He used my own snot and spit to lube his cock, and without any warning at all, slammed into my ass as brutally as he'd fucked my throat. I gasped instinctive, and loudly I guess, and instantly felt his fist crack into the back of my head. "Shut the fuck up! If you make a single sound I will kick the shit out of you!" he hissed at me in a very loud whisper. For about two minutes he slammed into me without mercy, each thrust resulting in the slapping sound of flesh on flesh, as I held onto the side of a shelving unit for support, the boxes and cans rattling and shifting as the wire shelves and I were rocked by his brutal fucking. And then I heard his gasp -- a massive intake of breath as both his hands grasped my hips and he drove so deep into me I could feel the heat of his swelling cockhead in my guts. In complete silence, he jerked and spasmed maybe six times, holding me completely still with total force as his hot seed rushed into my ass. As I felt his cock start to withdraw from me, I straightened up, using the shelves to come up from my bent-over position. By the time I had turned around, he had his back to me, and was reaching down to pull up bis briefs and pants, which were down around his shoes after the violent fuck. I was surprised to see, in black ink on his right butt cheek, a tattoo I've seen many times, and fantasized about getting for myself. I have jerked off many times daydreaming about taking the cum of a dude with a biohazard tattoo, and now I could see I'd just been fucked savagely and bred by one. Before I could say anything, he grabbed his pants, yanked them up, and ran up the stairs two at a time while tucking his shirt into his waistband and cinching his belt. Within a minute, I made my way upstairs and into the bathroom to get myself cleaned up. Then, with some trepidation, out into the restaurant to look for my friends. The waiter had his back to me as I came out, and it was clear he was avoiding me. So I left. I found my friends outside, both talking on their cell phones, and we ambled off to the subway station, them to their boyfriends, and me to my apartment alone to finger myself and eat the waiter's cum from my hole while I jerked off remembering every detail of our encounter.

Got great husband, he really hung top, perfect partner. He all top and very conservative high moral guy. Even tho he fucks me crazy, i miss the hook ups just for pig sex. Don’t even care who top is as long as he uses me. Am i crazy to want this?

Went there in Sept with my two guys -- the three of us took a local bottom from the bars to Covent and enjoyed a good bareback tag team session. A muscle guy came in and joined us about half an hour in and bent over for us, too. Four loads were deposited (3 in the original bottom and 1 in the newbie). Otherwise, the seemed like a sleepy little spa. Would be interested in trying it out again during prime hours -- we where there around 22:00.

im all for a top taking turns in my ass and mouth. Love when a top breeds me then lets me clean his cock. If he feeds me any of his cum that is leaking from my hole all the better. Often, if he doesn’t I will finger my hole to get some of his cum into my slutty mouth. love being bred but I have to taste his seed.

To view? No there isn't. It's more of a filter than a ban. You don't get in trouble for using the banned word. But you will get in trouble if you try to circumvent the filter since it shows intention and disrespect for the rules of our community. The issue is that certain types of discussions are problematic and I simply don't want them on the site. Those discussions use specific words that are rarely ever used in other types of discussions. Filtering those words disrupts the problematic discussions and encourages them to find another web site for their discussions. Often these are illegal or borderline illegal discussions (e.g. drug use, sex with minors, etc.) – For legal reasons I simply can't have those discussions on this site – even if I don't really see a problem with the discussion. For example, I don't personally have a problem with someone having sex with a minor IF the minor initiated the interaction and feels empowered to stop the interaction at any time. But that's a scenario that's almost impossible to legislate, so "sex with minors is illegal". Period. But there are also discussions that are centered on "fringe communities" that are far outside of the mainstream (to put it politely). I don't necessarily have a problem with those communities, but those communities aren't what this site is about, so I filter the words they use to discourage them from using the site in order to keep this site true to it's original mission – to promote bareback sex and give a place where people can talk freely about their sex lives.

I'm not sure if i'd consider it "going back" - I love that sensation of getting filled with huge cock and if a top really wants to use a condom, I'm not gonna stop him BUT, I'm not sure they'll be the default - it feels too good having a bare cock press against my hole. I've also started taking PrEP.

True story here that happens to be my last load. Few months ago, I noticed a really close guy on grindr. Tall, fit guy, quite cute. After a quick chat, I understood he was living the flat in front of my house. We finally hooked up few days later, we both were up for some fun, so I cleaned up, put some sweatpants and waited outside. We quickly went in his room, made out, undressed, he reached for my ass and soon enough I was on my fourth on the bed, bending over. Told me that slutty cute skinny guy like me drove his "dom" instinct crazy, and that it will be hard for him to hold on. I smirked and told him he did not need to, as I could handle it. He started spanking me gently and rubbing his cock against my ass. He started to push the head in, and easily popped in. I said nothing and let him go, then he stopped and said we should probably use a condom. That was it, he fucked me wrapped, twice. Did not get bred that time, but that was hot anyway. Turns out he was moving away few days later. Last week, he was around and I was horny. Told him I was free during the evening but he answered he would not be around anymore, but he was free right now. Told him to come, just needed to clean up and quick shower, which I did. He asked me if I was taking bbk, as he turned to fuck me wrapped last time, I said no, but that I could swallow. He said he was on prep, I said ok. When he came in, I knew I let him fuck me bare. We quickly undressed and he was soon on my bed, my mouth on his cock. I went up to made out and he started to explore my ass, fingering. I was moaning, and our cocks rubbing against each other. At some point I turned back, showing off my ass, he kept fingering me, stroking his cock and started to rub it against my ass. I prelubed before he came, and my ass was pretty open, so soon he popped in, I just moaned and sat in until he was ball deep. I rode him for a while when he asked me to be on my fourth, he slidded in again and started fucking me deep and hard, holding my body tight (love that), slowing down times to times to keep it longer. Then he told me he was about to cum, and asked me where he should cum, I told him "as you wish", answered he would on my ass, and as he entered me again I wispered "you can come inside", "yeah, I can?", "yeah, fill me up", he did, stay inside a bit. After that I sucked his cock clean, and kept in my mouth until he needed to go. After he left, I pushed out a bit of his cum to lube my own cock, and put a plug on. Never been that much slutty.

I love being fucked in a sling but have encountered many of the problems you have with your post. I have always found slings work best when I am put in the sling accompanied by a top who immediately starts to fuck me. My ex always did that - put me in, start to fuck me and others gathered he would pull when an immediate replacement was available. Once fucking starts the inhibitions and "who makes the first move" seems to dissipate quicker

Barely related story: The first time I saw a sling was at the Chicago Steamworks either in 2012 or 13. I didn't know what this was for, and I walked around it several times trying to determine its function and purpose. Eventually someone saw me doing laps and told me "Just get in already!" So I sat on it and damn near fell out. I had slipped on old lube as I was sitting and grabbed the chain as I fell. The guy came over and said "Here, let me show you." He could see I didn't know where the hell I was, so he kindly demonstrated how to get in, and put the feet up, and that was it. He asked me if I would fuck him. I tried, but I'm so damn tall that squatting that far down made it murder my knees. He asked me if he could have it for a while. I left him to his prize. In hindsight, I think my weirdness annoyed him and he just wanted the sling but used the opportunity to educate. Cut to me a few years later, and I'm reassembling my late husband's sling in the basement. No idea how it goes together. I'll stop posting now, LOL

Part 9 - May 2017 Byron was back home in Malvern for a week before he was flying out with Louise to New York. She had the scripts sent over and Byron spent most of the days getting in as much practice with her. Stefan was out at work in the family business during the day and couldn't wait to get home to see Byron. Sam was on tour with a ballet company in Europe and Byron felt a little alone during the last few months in London. Sam would be free in July for a couple of weeks and was coming over to see him perform. What made things a little easier for Byron was the message he received from Jack who was excited to have Byron in his home city for once, even more so when he said that Marcus was looking forward to his visit. Byron had only flown within Europe before to Spain and Italy for holidays, flying for eight hours was a novelty and he was looking forward to it. Stefan hugged him tightly, almost on the verge of tears and wouldn't let Byron go until his mother told them it was time to go. "I am going to miss you" Byron said letting go of Stefan. Stefan smiled and the way he looked at Byron said it all "Promise you will come back" he said quietly. Now Byron was almost in tears "Stefan stop being silly of course I will" he replied hugging one last time. Stefan sniffed letting him go. Byron walked with Louise through security and in to the airlines lounge. The producers were sparing no expense getting Louise back on stage, she had made it a condition that Byron was to be her co-star and to be treated the same. So here he was sat in the business class lounge waiting for their flight. Byron was still nervous about the singing aspect despite Louise telling him he had nailed the songs every time. During the flight Louise and Byron stretched their legs and sat at the small bar. Chatting away and unsuspecting the direction Louise would take their conversation. "Byron, can I ask you something, just between us?" Louise asked taking a sip of wine. Byron turned on his stool "Of course you can" he replied looking somewhat curious. "Is Stefan being overbearing on you?" she asked putting her glass down. Byron shifted in his seat "No, at least I don't think so" he replied Louise smiled "He finds it hard making friends, I know there is more to you both than friends" she said. "Oh" Byron said and looked down at his glass. "We know you sleep together, I mean in his bed" she said looking at him. "Nothing has ever happened between us though" Byron said blushing "he has an unexplainable hold on me". Louise smiled "Oh he loves you Byron, I would go as far to say incredibly in love with you". Byron nodded "I know, he stupidly said he would marry me" he replied smiling at his glass. Louise laughed "Matt and I wouldn't protest if he did, we like you and know everything about you" she replied. Byron felt the colour drain from his face "Everything?" he asked wondering if she knew. She nodded and quietly told him "Just look after your health Byron" Louise looked him in the eye. Returning to their seats Byron felt a lot closer to Louise, it was like she had consented him and the weird relationship with her son. Undoubtedly it handed opened his mind hearing her say that Stefan was incredibly in love with him. Was it a relationship he thought as the flight attendant began serving him lunch. They settled in to their hotel suites that would be home for the next three months and slept off the jetlag. Feeling refreshed they walked together to the theatre on Broadway a few blocks away from their hotel. The producer, director and choreographer wanted to sound test Byron and put him through his paces with the 4 numbers he had to sing. Louise stood on stage beaming at him then loudly cried 'emote Byron, expression use your arms and face feel the music understand the lyrics'. She screeched overcome when he finished and hugged him, Byron could see the producer and director on their feet clapping and smiling. They sat having a light lunch where the producer praised him over and over about his singing talent. The choreographer chipped in saying she hoped Byron could move as well as he sung, Louise winked at Byron and told him that she doesn't know your a dancer as well. Byron smirked and nodded at Louise and giggled a little. Marlene was one of the top choreographers on Broadway and Hollywood an very much in demand. Byron knew about her and how tough and strict she was on the dancers. The theatre door opened, a man headed towards their table, Byron saw he stood a few inches taller than him. He was shirtless since it was hot outside and guessed he was late 20's when he stood in the light where they all sat. He had a football players build, a solidly built frame with tight bulging biceps, the almost Hollywood actor looks and he caught Byron gawping at him. Marlene looked at him and turned away, he apologised emphatically to Marlene for being late and promised to make it up by staying late. "Next time you won't be staying at all. Byron this is Tyler dance captain for the moment" she said looking at him. Tyler smiled and completely dazzled Byron "Hey great to meet you, can you dance?" Tyler asked. Byron just looked at him "What?, oh yeah I can move my feet" he said playing along. Tyler seemed unconvinced "Marlene what the hell have you given me?" he asked looking shocked. Marlene smiled "You will just have to work with him he comes as part of the deal darling" she replied. Deal Byron thought, remembering he never actually discussed with Louise if he was getting paid, it had been the last thing on his mind. He just wanted to be on stage with her, the legend that she was in musical theatre. The only thing now on Byron's mind was licking Tyler all over, he had a wonderful light covering of hair on his chest, his cropped brown hair and brown eyes just dazzled, and his body was like Kurt's only tanned or roasted to perfection as Tyler called it. He snapped back in to the room taming his slutty instinct, being in the this world and could see why dancers fucked around a lot with each other. Tyler called for Byron to get on stage as Marlene stood up and climbed the stairs up to the stage. Byron felt the nerves kick in and Louise told him to knock them for six. Byron stood next to Tyler "Right this is a simple set of moves I want you to do" he said and began moving. "Sorry Tyler, can you do it again" Byron said watching him "sorry again" he said "sorry again". "Fuck Marlene I haven't got time to teach him to dance" Tyler said exasperated. Marlene shook her head "Byron you do know 42nd Street is a singing and dance musical?" she asked looking cross. Byron went to his bag and picked his tap shoes out and put them on "Play Audition opening number" he asked. Marlene nodded over to the sound technician as the music started playing Tyler smirked and folded his arms looking at Byron who stood there for a moment tapping his foot. He played around a bit getting the feel of the music, Marlene turned to look at the producer almost throwing the towel in. Suddenly the chorus of the soundtrack hit and Byron hit the beat on the nose without thinking. Marlene turned opened mouth, Tyler smiled shaking his head, Byron danced the rest of the number never missing the beat, he could see Marlene's finger moving every time the end of the beat hit. Tyler moved next to Byron and caught the beat finishing off the last few bars with him. "You little shit" Tyler said smiling "sexy one at that" he said quietly not to be overheard. Marlene walked up "Amazing you hit the end of the beat, Tyler you were lagging hitting the middle". Byron was left with Tyler and Marlene working over choreography for the rest of the day whilst Louise went with her agent to negotiate Byron's fee. Tyler laid on the stage as Marlene finished for the day, Byron sat next to him watching his chest moving as he breathed relaxing from the extensive training they did all afternoon. "I hate you for winding me up like that" Tyler finally said eating an apple. Byron laid on his stomach next to him "No you don't" he chuckled looking Tyler in the eye. He smiled "Dam your so sexy" Tyler said to him. Byron giggled "You want to have sex then?" Byron asked cheekily and chuckling. Tyler looked at him "Hmm maybe, just for winding me up" he replied. "Come on lets get at it again" Byron said standing up and rather turned on by Tyler. Tyler put his apple down and stood to face Byron "We have to see if you can cut it on stage" he said winking. "You need to keep up with me, I will try not to dance you off the stage" Byron replied grinning at him. Tyler put the music on "Cocky little English man" he said grinning "I am going to nail you good". Byron smiled then realised Tyler was very close brushing his lips against Byron's catching him off guard. Byron allowed him to linger for a split second before turning his head away smiling. Over the days of rehearsals Tyler and Byron flirted outrageously with each other and got on well. The other cast members were also falling in love with Byron and his accent. Having a British dancer was a novelty and everyone wanted to be his friend. He socialised but was focused on the job at hand and doing well for Louise. It hadn't gone unnoticed that Tyler would usually become a complete mess when Byron was near, something they had never seem happen before when he was around another person. It quickly became known as the Byron effect amongst the cast. Mid way through the four week rehearsals Byron was looking forward to having a day off to relax at the weekend. He was completing the last number rehearsal with Tyler. Byron laid on the stage and Tyler held out his hand to pull him up "Let me take you to dinner" Tyler said. Byron smiled and stood up "Are you dining me before you fuck me" he asked laughing. "Of course" Tyler looked at Byron testing the water. Byron slipped on his trainers "Two courses or I am walking" he said smiling. Tyler pulled Byron up close wrapping his arms around him "Deal" Tyler replied edging his mouth closer. Their lips touched and parted seamlessly entering in to an incredibly sensual kiss the like of which Byron had never encountered. His hands roamed over the solidly built body of Tyler savouring and enjoying every moment. Failing to make it to dinner Byron found himself in Tyler's apartment, he was looking out at the view across to the UN building down the street. He rested his head back against Tyler's neck feeling the arms wrapping around him again, he turned and fell in to another sensual kiss. Tyler lifted Byron up with ease and carried him in to the bedroom, his clothes seem to fall off by themselves as he was laid on the bed. The thought of his hiv ran through his mind knowing he should tell Tyler. He had no time gasping and arching his back at the sheer pleasure feeling Tyler's cock pushing in to his ass. He tried to stop Tyler to tell him but his mouth was full of tongue eagerly kissing him. The thrusts came steady and with solid force, each one delivered with accuracy and perfection pushing deeper, his ass distending around the sheer thickness of Tyler's cock struggled at first to cope. The pleasure running through every fibre of his body seemed to urge Tyler on, his steady slow thrusts appeared to push Byron up the bed before being pulled back. His arms holding Tyler around the back, his head being pushed in to the duvet from the continuous kissing that he didn't want to end. Strangely he felt a wonderful comfort as Tyler made love to him, his changing rhythm's catching Byron off guard almost keeping him guessing as to what was coming next. His ass ached, his tongue and lips tingling from the prolonged fucking and kissing. There was no end in sight. Both enjoying the sensuality of their love making. Byron sensed another change in the rhythm that was quicker and deeper, he could feel Tyler's orgasm approaching. He waited for Tyler to raise his head and fuck harder but it never happened. Instead the pressure of the kissing grew, mouths locked together he felt Tyler push his hips down harder pinning Byron to the bed. He moaned deep in to Byron's mouth and pushed his hips rapidly several times breeding Byron. His arms clasped around Tyler's back feeling the girth of Tyler's cock pulsing against his ass, Tyler broke the kiss and moaned louder as he forced his cock deeper in to Byron. His eyes almost rolling back in to his head from the pleasure and intensity of the sexual pleasure Tyler was giving him. No sooner had Tyler came down from his orgasm their mouths locked together again, the gently caressing inside Byron's ass continued, his cock showing no sign of retreat or that it was finished with him. The sun began to set outside, Byron moaned reaching his climax some fifteen minutes after Tyler's orgasm, his ass muscles twitching around the cock still buried deep. Tyler could feel the gentle contractions around his shaft and began to pick up the momentum again. The light faded outside and darkness prevailed in the bedroom, Byron moaned happily in to Tyler's mouth clasping on to him for life receiving a second load that seemed to be just a big. Tyler rolled on to his back turning the light on and grabbing a bottle of water, taking a long swig he passed it to Byron. His ass was burning and aching as the muscles began to realign themselves back to their natural state. Cum dribbled out freely from his ass after receiving a fifth load. It was gone midnight, they were both exhausted but incredibly still very sexually turned on. Byron dived down and tried to blow Tyler but his mouth also ached from so much kissing that he could only get the head in his mouth and lazily suck on it. Tyler fingered Byron's cum soaked hole and immediately shot another load that Byron eagerly swallowed. Byron woke and slipped in to the bathroom sitting down on the toilet, he hardly seemed to need to push before a wet fart was released followed by a stream of Tyler's cum. Byron giggled at the sound of the wet farts, his insides felt raw and he knew that Tyler had bred him incredibly deep. Tyler chuckled to himself on the bed hearing Byron giggling in the bathroom. He liked the guy a hell of a lot and my god for a Brit he could take a good breeding he mused. As they approached opening night Byron had been sexing Tyler for a several days. Tyler had made it clear he was after no relationship with Byron. He was surprised when Byron just accepted it without question, he figured that Byron must have someone in his life already. Byron and Tyler developed a very close friends with benefits relationship, they physically enjoyed sex with each other, Tyler loved teaching Byron about sex and stimulation. He had given up trolling the hook up app as he was smitten just to bed Byron at every opportunity without any hidden agenda. Unlucky in love he enjoyed the freedom Byron afforded him, plus getting a young sexually virulent guy like this was a bonus. Tyler kept Byron very grounded during their time together, the one thing he did confide in him was around Kurt, the stupidity of what he did in that crazed moment. Byron's anger towards Kurt had somewhat diminished accepting how his life had evolved. Tyler had come clean admitting he was undetectable, and warned Byron not to delay taking medication to long as it might not be as effective. The night before opening Byron laid in bed with Tyler, he had been more gentle making love to Byron this time, after all he didn't want the guilt of Byron performing badly due a sore ass. Tyler had opened a whole new sexual experience for Byron making love to him, a shared experience they both enjoyed.

The same apply to me. It's the great way to express gratitude that he chose my hole to breed.

Chapter 20 Brandon The next month went much the same way. I would meet Scotty for our morning runs and at least three or four times a week I'd follow him home for a mutual sucking session. He'd always play with my hole as he was blowing me each time going in a little deeper. I found I really liked it, which scared the shit out of me. I could tell Scotty was trying to be patient with me. He never said a word but I knew he was getting frustrated that I wouldn't let him fuck me. So I did what every mature grownup does, I started avoiding him. Hey don't judge, I'm only 19. It had been about a month since my last blow job. I was horny as hell and I really did miss Scotty. I hadn't seen him in so long but was embarrassed for avoiding him. He'd texted me a couple times and at first I responded that I was too busy but then I just started to ignore him so of course he stopped texting. I felt really guilty but at this point I didn't know what to do. One of the best parts of my job was getting to know Matty. Even though we worked in different offices he'd been really helpful in showing me the ropes of working in a medical office. I loved how irreverent and funny he was, not to mention we were closer in age and he was hot as hell. It was officially 30 days since my last blow job and my right hand just wasn't cutting it. Matty and I had been eating lunch together every day. He'd come over and we'd eat in my office's small break room. I offered to go to him but he said their break room was being used for storage so there wasn't room. I just needed to check out my last patient of the morning then it'd be time for lunch. He was an older guy, I'd say about Scotty's age but not nearly as hot. I was making his follow-up appointment when I noticed he had the same tattoo on his wrist that uncle Pete and Scotty had. He saw me staring at it and asked, "you like my tat son?" "Oh, yea it's nice." "You got yours yet?" "Ahh, not yet sir." "Well, if you ever want a dose of my venom just let me know. I love sharing the gift." What the fuck! I just nodded, he smiled and left. I'd never really given that tat much thought but between Scotty's comments and that last guy it got me thinking. I had a little time before Matty was due so I jumped onto google to do some research. Working in a doctor's office I at least knew the tattoo was a biohazard symbol. What I didn't know was why anyone would want that permanently on their body, even if it did look really hot. I typed in biohazard tattoo meaning and my mouth hit the floor when I saw the result. Fuck me! Did that mean that guy, Scotty and my uncle were all HIV positive? That would explain Scotty's lecture about gifting and never wasting cum but damn that was a lot to digest. So of course that's the exact moment Matty walked in. "Hey cutie, how's your Wednesday going?" I quickly closed the web page and smiled at him, "it's been good yours?" "You look guilty, what were you just looking at," he asked with a wicked grin on his face. "Ahh, oh, nothing. I was just doing a bit of research." "Hmm, sure you were. Anyone ever tell you, you turn bright red when you get embarrassed?" "Scotty tells me that all the time," I responded guiltly, realizing I hadn't seen him in a month. "Come on let's eat, I'm starving." I got up and lead him to the break room. He caught his breath and I stopped and turned back to face him. "Well whatever you were researching, it seems to have gotten you rather excited," he said staring right at my crotch, which left absolutely no doubt whatsoever that I was rock hard. Well fuck me! "I, umm, yea, I, umm." "Yep, fucking adorable." He patted my ass and walked into the break room. He sat down and said, "okay, spill it, what's got you so horned up?" "Nothing, really it was nothing." "Right, if your cock was any harder it would have ripped out of your pants." I blushed even more. "I was just seeing what a tattoo meant." "Uh ah, and just what's this mysterious boner inducing tattoo?" He was really enjoying my discomfort. "The biohazard symbol," I answered quietly. "Well it's about fucking time!" "Wait, what?" "Scotty has been patiently waiting for you to pull your head out of your ass and realize your one of us." "I'm sorry, what?" "Come on Brandon. You're a smart boy, you know what I'm talking about." He reached over squeezed my hard cock, unzipped my pants, pulled my dick out and swallowed me whole. I was so horned up I shot my load in seconds. Then, without even thinking I took Matty's cock out and went to town. "Yep, you're nothing but a slut like the rest of us. It's time for you to aknowldege your place among us, stop being such a coward, take a dick up your fucking cunt and join your true family." With that he'd started cumming, and before I knew what was happing I was shooting my second load all over the floor. Damn! I had never shot a second load so fast. Matty patted my head, zipped up his pants, grabbed his lunch and said, "you know what you need to do. Scotty's been more than patient with you. If I were him I'd have taken your cherry weeks ago." He looked me straight in the eye and said, "stop pussyfooting around and embrace your destiny." With that he grabbed his uneaten lunch and left the room. I spent the rest of my lunch break in a state of aroused shock. I spent the next two days in even more of a haze. Matty didn't come over for lunch either and all I could think about was getting fucked by Scotty, taking his deased cum deep inside my ass. I mean I'd already swallowed his loads countless time, wasn't this just the next logical step. I watched lots of barebacking porn and consistently shot the biggest loads when the guys fucking had biohaz tats. I even watched videos on how to clean out to make sure I would be properly prepared to take a dick up my ass. I was still nervous as hell but if I didn't get fucked and fucked soon I think I was going to lose my sanity. So Saturday morning I made sure I was cleaned out, put on my old running shorts that left nothing to the imagination and headed out to change my life forever.

Last week I posted on Doublelist that I wanted to suck off and rim str8 guys. I got a half dozen replies. But, as usual, the guys flaked out. I had spoken to a str8 black guy that lived about 15 miles from me. He told me that he lived with his girlfriend, but that she worked long hours and she didn't have the time nor the energy to keep him sexually satisfied. He said he normally jacks off twice a day. He had been sucked and rimmed by gay guys in the past and would consider it again. We shared a few pics back and forth, but because of the long distance, we couldn't find a time that we were both available. On Thursday however, as I was out Christmas shopping, he sent me a text asking if I could come by to eat his ass? I was going to be out in his general area so I asked for his address and put it into my GPS. The GPS said I was 15 minutes away. I told him that I was on my way. I got to his condo quickly and rang his doorbell. He pulled the door open, but he was hidden behind the door. I couldn't see him until I had entered and he closed the door behind me. He was just as described. Age 34, 6'1", 250 lbs of muscle. Very handsome and athletic with light chocolate brown colored skin. The room was dark, except for the light coming from the porn playing on the large screen TV. I followed him into his living room where a large L shaped combination sofa/chaise lounge faced the TV. He instructed me to sit on the sofa as he pulled his basketball shorts down and stepped out of them. I leaned forward and took his soft cock into my mouth. It grew and hardened quickly as I sucked. I sucked for about 5 minutes, then he pulled away from me and knelt on the edge of the chaise. "Eat my ass", he barked as he put his head down and ass up. I sniffed poppers and I scooted over behind his ass. Then I went to work on his ass. He was loving my tongue. I probably ate his hole for 15 minutes. I was able to get in real deep and lick the soft, pink insides of his hole. Finally he stood and told me to suck him again. I began to suck. I only sucked for just a few minutes until he pushed my head back and he began to stroke his cock at a fast and furious pace. I opened my mouth and held my tongue out for him to shoot on. He stroked for just a few more minutes until I could tell from his breathing and facial expression that he was ready to cum. The first shot of his cum hit my forehead and nose. I dove for his cock and wrapped my lips around his swollen cock head as he shot load after load after load of hot cum into my mouth. Then he pushed my head away, he backed up and reached for his shorts. As he quickly stepped into and pulled up his shorts he said, "Ok. Get out". He walked to the door and flipped the locks to unlock it as I walked towards him at the door. Just as I reached him, he pulled the door open. Without any words between us I left and he pushed the door closed behind me. It's been 3 days and I hadn't heard back from him. But today he sent me a text. "Come get me off again, fag". I texted back that it wasn't going to be possible today. Too many things to do for Christmas. But his reply was that as soon as Christmas was over he was going to need my mouth again. "And make sure your ass is cleaned out, in case I want to dump in your ass." "Yes, sir". was my text in reply. I totally get off being used by str8 guys for their pleasure.

Chapter 12 Turns out being a total slut is a great way to get a good nights sleep. I can’t remember the last time I slept so well. I made it to brunch to find Kevin waiting for me. So to explain Kevin, he’s my best friend. I’ve known him since freshman year at college. I got him through his first STI, his first broken heart when found out the girl he was dating cheated on him, hence his first STI. I was there when he knocked up his new girlfriend during senior year. I was also his best man at his wedding and became godfather to his third kid, Josh. So in other words we had a bit of a history. His kids even called me uncle Scott. He always had a way of getting me to spill all my secrets so I was nervous about brunch. He gave me a hug then immediately asked how I was. “I’m good Just getting over the flu but good. Works keeping me busy. So what’s going on with Josh?” Smooth right? “Scott I don’t know what I’m going to do. He’s gay.” “And? That’s a problem why?” “No, no I don’t care about that. You know I’m staying with him while I’m in town.” I nodded yes. “Wanda told me not to. That he needed his space just to stay at the hotel but no I wanted to spend some quality time with my son.” He was starting to spiral. “Kevin, focus. Tell me what happened.” “I walked in on him having sex.” “Yea still not seeing the problem. I mean I’m sure you both were a little shocked but it’s just sex.” “No! He wasn’t using a condom.” I bust out laughing. “Oh dear god is that all?” “It’s not funny. What about all those diseases?” He was seriously stressing out. “Kevin relax. I’m sure he’s on PrEP so it fine. Plus if he was topping the chance of getting HIV is less than if he was bottoming.” “I didn’t understand a word you just said.” “Kevin I’m sure he’s fine. Did you talk to him?” “Oh my god no! We were both too embarrassed, we’ve barely been able to look each other in the eye.” This was really too funny. If he only knew what I’d been doing yesterday he’d kill over. “You should really talk to him if you’re concerned.” “Well I’m actually flying back home later this afternoon so I don’t think I’ll have the chance. Would you talk to him?” I was taking a drink as he said that and just about spit the water out. “Umm you want me to talk to your son about sex. Thanks but I’ll pass. He’s a grown man.” Scott, please. You’re both gay and you’re older so you could be a mentor to him.” “You want me to mentor your son in gay sex?” He was getting flabbergasted with me, “Scott, no that’s not what I meant at all. Please, you are his godfather after all.” “Okay fine, what exactly do you want me to tell him?” “You know just about that safe sex stuff.” “Okay you win. Can we now please change the subject?” “Of course,” He said grinning now that he’d gotten his way. “ I must say I was really impressed with his penis. For a short guy he was really big. Must have gotten that from my side of the family.” “Holy shit I can’t believe we’re discussing your sons dick, and don’t forget I’ve seen yours so if he’s big he didn’t get that from you!” “Oh that hurts!” He said laughing. He got serious for a second, “but thanks, really I mean it.” The rest of brunch went off without a hitch and I was soon putting him in a cab. I then proceeded to put Josh at the back of my mind and life returned to normal except, of course I was having a lot more sex! Every couple of days Kevin would text to see how it went with Josh and I’d just make some excuse. Finally after about a month of his texts I couldn’t take it any more so I sent Josh a note. ‘Hey Josh it’s your uncle Scott. Just wondering if you were free for dinner sometime this week?’ He’s young so I really didn’t expect a response any time soon so I was shocked when my phone buzzed with a text. ‘Hey uncle Scott you don’t need to take me out. I know this is dad trying to meddle.’ This kid was good. I figured we could go on texting all night or I could just call the fucker. “Uncle Scott, really you don’t need to take me out. I promise I’m fine.” “Hi Josh. I’m sure you are but you know your father. He’s never going to give either of us any peace until we meet up. I promise we will not discuss your sex life.” I could practically hear him rolling his eyes. “Okay fine, I suppose I could meet you for dinner. I’m free tonight if you’re game.” “Perfect! Say half an hour at that diner on your corner.” “Great see you there.” If I played my cards right I’d be done quick then I could hit up a new fuck bud in the neighborhood and hopefully get a load or two. Now I hadn’t seen Josh in about two years so I wasn’t sure what to expect. Last time I saw him he was a little chunky, had long hair and was wearing really thick glasses. This hot young guy saw me walk in to the diner and raised his hand in my direction. I looked behind me thinking someone had come in after me but I was alone. “Uncle Scott, over here.” Wow the last years had been good to him. “Fuck me Josh you look amazing.” He stood up and gave me a hug. “Thanks, you too. You’ve got more ink.” “And you look totally different. Fuck, no wonder your dad’s worried about you,” I said chuckling. He was about 5’6”, 160lbs, all muscles, tanned, from what I could tell he looked pretty smooth up top but his legs were hairy. His hair was cut short on the sides but a little longer on top. Like me, he was wearing shorts and a tank top. He smiled, “my last roommate was a personal trainer.” “Well damn he did good work.” He started blushing. “Thanks, I like the new me.” “You look hot. I’m sure if your dick is as big as your dad says it is you have no problems finding guys to fuck either.” Holy shit I can’t believe I just said that to my godson. “He grinned, “dad said I had a big dick?” “He tried to infer you got it from him, but believe me I’ve seen his and let’s just say he’s not what I would call well endowed.” He started laughing, “I’ve seen his and grandpa’s and I can assure you my size didn’t come from his side of the family. But wait did dad and you ever...you know?” Okay how did I get into this conversation?? “Umm well, we were roommates you know.” “Yes, and...” “I may have sucked him off a time or two.” “Oh my god I knew it!” “You cannot tell him I told you that. He’d kill me.” He was trying really hard not to laugh. “I always had a feeling about my dad.” “Your dad is not gay. We were kids in college and he was usually drunk and needed to get off, and trust me he never returned the favor.” “Well maybe but I have to say when he walked in on me fucking the twink he certainly was tenting in the pants if you know what I mean.” “Wait, what? Really?” He was shaking his head yes and grinning like a fool. “Well damn! Okay enough talking about your dad,” I chuckled. “Fine, so do you want to talk about my sex life then?” He was smirking. “You’re enjoying this aren’t you?” “Yea it’s fun watching you squirm.” “You little shit. Even though you’ve got all those muscles I can still put you over my knee young man.” “Ummm uncle Scott I had no idea you were so kinky.” He winked at me. “Oh Josh, you have no idea how twisted I am,” I started to give him an evil grin. He gulped and grabbed his drink. This was fun! “Umm, Yea...so this conversation just got, umm I’m not really sure what.” I started laughing, “sorry didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable.” “No, no, this just isn’t at all how I imagined dinner going.” “Me either. We can change the topic if you’d like?” “Well actually, since we’ve already gone to an uncomfortable place,” he chuckled nervously, “can I ask you some questions?” “Of course anything.” “So what’s your opinion of barebacking? I mean I’m assuming dad told you he caught me fucking without a condom.” “Is it safe to assume that your cool with fucking raw seeing how you were doing it?” “The twink really wanted me to breed him and I was out of condoms. Me personally I honestly don’t feel strongly one way or the other but friends would kill me if they knew I fucked raw.” “Are you on PrEP?” I asked. “Nope. I know I should be but just haven’t gotten around to it yet.” “So are you mostly a top and how did it feel when you were fucking him?” “I’m versatile. Fucking raw felt absolutely amazing at least a 10 times better than being covered up; although, I’ve never been fucked raw though.” About this time our cute waiter brought out our food. He took one look at Josh and said, “honey, bareback is the only way! And I can tell your hot daddy here agrees with me 100%.” His hand glazed down my back, inside my tank top, dipping down to touch my newest tattoo that Max had just finished up a few days ago. He patted my back and walked away. “Ummm ok that was interesting. So daddy is he right?” The little shit was grinning from ear to ear. “First of all don’t ever call me daddy again! I may be old enough but I’m definitely not a daddy. And secondly, we’ll fuck it, yeah he’s right I never use condoms.” “Are you on PrEP?” “Nope,” I smiled and wiggled my eyebrows at him. “There’s a lot of guys who don’t believe in condoms, in fact they don't think any gay man should use them.” “Yea my friends are definitely not in that camp. They think guys that bareback are really stupid and get what they deserve.” “And what do you think?” “I think it feels amazing and honestly don’t really see any problems with it. I’ve just learned to keep my mouth quiet around them.” “Maybe you need new friends,” I said winking at him. “I think you may be right. So you really never use condoms, and you’re not on PrEP?” “I had some very good friends show me how amazing sex could be and not a fucking condom was ever in sight.” “Do you worry about HIV?” “Not any more.” “Not anymore?” He asked with a skeptical look on his face. “Does that mean your, you know, are you...” “It’s okay Josh you can say it.” “Are you HIV positive?” “What would you say if I was?” He was squirming in his seat and seemed to be adjusting his crotch. Hmmm was this conversation making him hard?? “Umm honestly I think it’s kind of hot. The thoughts making me hard. God that’s so fucked up right.” “Nope! Not fucked up at all!” By this time I was getting rather hard. Josh excused himself to go to restroom. I think he needed to digest our conversation. But I noticed his shorts were looking rather snug as well. He was gone quite awhile and I was starting think maybe he’d ditched me when he came wandering back to the table. Instead of heading straight for his seat he walked around so he could pass behind me. “Everything okay? You’re looking a bit like the cat who ate the canary.” “Um, I’m good. I uh just was talking to our waiter while I was in the bathroom and he uh mentioned the tattoo on your back.” “Just talking?” I raised my eyebrows and gave him my serious look. He started blushing and looked sheepishly away from me. “Uh huh, that’s what I thought. He taste good?” I didn’t think it was possible for someone to go even redder. This was really a lot of fun. “So what about my tat?” “Well he mentioned that it kinda looked like it might be a bio hazard sign.” “And did that turn him on?” “Not sure but but he sure as hell shot his load pretty quick.” “Does it turn you on? It’s okay if it does.” I winked at him. “Uncle Scott, I don’t understand what’s happening to me. The thought of you being poz has me rock hard.” “Josh, let me tell you a little story.” I proceeded to tell him about the last two months of my life. His jaw hit the floor and he looked at me with hunger. “Holy fuck that is the hottest shit I have ever heard. Uncle Scott will you poz my tight faggot ass?”

The energy of this author's writing--there's more in the ASSGM archives--is something I like. [think before following links] https://groups.yahoo.com/neo/groups/assgm-list/conversations/messages/8551 *** Yes he's in the navy and 24 years old and that is why we're not using name. "You know don't ask, don't tell". 'Cause he took a night got drunk and visited the bathhouse and old guy named Doc got his big heavy nuts unloaded between his lovely looking buttcheeks. No navy man dare tell his fellow enlistees about that deed. It was raining that cold Tuesday nite and the bath house was practically dead except for a few regular old retirees who had nothing else to do but drink and hang out watching the young boys do their stuff and hoping to get some the crumbs of sex from the drunker ones who'd lost their judgment. Old Doc is 51 years old but you could easily see he had no problem getting it up. It was one old HARD BIG ASSED ROD OF 9 THICK INCHES. A steel poker it was and HUGE. I don't know about viagra though cause, ol' Doc's is much harder than most of those viagra erections, so his could be au natural. He does use a cock rings sometimes after a sixth nut. However he dumped on two loads into this 24 year old navy kid's bowels. The young guy was standing in the video-orgy room watching a good 80's bareback buttfuck scene, with John King talking it up the ass from Lee Ryder In a film called "Screen Play." Well, this vintage video got the buttboy into a horny drunk mood, after those many beers and two joints he had with those straight buddies at the bar. When Doc first saw him he had a modest erection and the towel which was around his waist was now hanging over his shoulder, while he beat off to the hot sex in the video. Doc came up from behind and mildly copped a feel on one of those perfect shaped assmelons, and politely whispered, "Hey guy, you take it up the ass?" A little startled the younger man turned around and saw this older man with a massive thick and long penis drooling pre-cum from a giant pink piss cum slit, with a big cockhead. Normally a guy his age wouldn't even be answered by a 24 year old except to say no, but this time no friends were around and even though Doc wasn't pretty, a big rod like that, when you crave big meat in yer hiny hole is not easily turned down in private. The old rumprider knew things like this having lived at the baths for the last 30 years poking the hell out of young guys' pink parts, and sending them to the proctologists.... At first the young guy said, Well not yet old Dude, I donno--maybe later." Doc had packet of lube and a bottle of "poppers" in his leather vest pocket. He took out the "poppers" and took a whiff while stroking his big meat glaring at the buttboy's well shaped plump buttmelons. Buttboy smelled those "poppers" in the air and asked for some from the Doc. Of course Doc obliged and copped some more feels of the young navy man's ass. While the navy man sniffed. Doc fingered the fine looking hiny's buttpucker and dug his fingers in real deep, checking for shit. The boy was clean as the board of health--well almost--hee--hee... While the guy jacked himself and hogged Doc's poppers, Doc ran his big HARD boner up and down the navy guy's smooth hairless asscrack, pushing at the pucker gently, trying to get him to give permission, tempting what he though and hoped might be a cock hungry buttboy. "Hey kid, lemme inside ya", the Doc whispered. "Yer fuckin' huge old Dude, take it the fuck slow and easy OK, Dude", the navy kid consented with caution. Their bodies were almost a perfect match for a standup asscrewing, because Doc only had to make a slight squat of those old strong hairy legs of his to anchor the cock head as the young man's asslips, but both knew damned well it was gonna hurt... The Doc's balls were churning like crazy, just boiling, so holding back was a real chore for this old rumprider , especially with a young smooth pair of melon bubble BUNZ like the navy kid's in front of his old crotch. He wanted inside this young hiny REAL BAD. His old dick was ACHING BAD. With his dick head tasting the hotness of the young man's buttpucker, a zing went in to Doc's groin and big lead heavy churning balls, almost making him shoot, but he had to ease that head past the rim slow, or loose his chance to get inside this kid's tender pink parks. A young pretty backside like this was rare, so he did not want this kid to jump ship on this session and make him pull out. The Doc was slow and gentle as can be, going real slow like the kid asked. As the pressure on that rim became more intense, buttboy began to GRUNT AND GROWL LOUD. "UNAGH---UNAHG--UHNAGH---UNAGH--OH SHIT EEEZZZ OH GOWD EEE--ZZZ PLEAZEE---WHOO--GEEZUS YER BIG" the 24 year ol navy man said. "COME ON KID,let me IN YA---OH YEAH THAT'S IT---SHIT N YEAH,---- SWEET RECTUM----uh HUH---HOT----- GOOD ON MY BIG DICK--YEAH BUDDY",the old buttfucker blurted out as he felt the hot rim began to give inward. Suddenly the kid's assrim gave way like all sphincters eventually do, and the massive penis sank inside till the old man's big hairy balls scratched the round of the navy boy's assmelons. Navy man yelled REAL LOUD," OH GOWD GEEZUS KRI EST----HURTZ FUCKIN' BAD"----, as his arms began to flail about feeling himself being busted open by such large and hard MASSIVE DICK. Doc held it steady, not moving a bit, letting that young rim relax, while his dick jumped and did pre-cum throbs inside the tight hot good feeling moist bowel flesh. Navy man was trembling but the young navy man soon began to have his ass pain go away and grabbed the support beam in front of him. Doc stroke the back of the kid's neck and head patting him, letting him know he cared about the pain, then asked, "You, OK Kid?" The navy kid replied by shaking his head and grunting, "Yeah but easy at first OK OL' Dude--just slow---Oh GEEZUS your're fuckin' BIG AS SHIT OLD BUTTFUCKER---GEEZE---GOT-DAMN". Yep kid that I am kid, BIG , and an old BUTTFUCKER at that, yeah boy, and I gonna do your hiny right---let's git it on kid---HOG THOSE FUCKIN' POPPERS" you're gonna need 'em, the Doc said feeling his cock all socked in warm young tight assflesh and throbbing. Buttboy moved his ass just slightly and the Doc blurted out, "OH---SHIT DON'T MOVE---OH FUCK NO---GOWD DAMN IT" The navy kid then moved slightly again trying to look around at the Doc only to see the Doc's eyes shut, his lips curl and his jaws tense. Doc's flat hard old buttcheeks clamped tight and he put a sharp thrust into the navy kid's backside and yelled, "ONGUH----ONGUH---ONGUH--ONGUH---ONGUH---ONGUH---ONGUH---ONGUH----ONGUH-ONGUH---ONGUH---ONGUH----OOOH WEE---GOWD DAMN----CUMIN" As buttboy felt the tremendous gush from the old buttfucker's dick, that familiar 'THROB" on his assrim was the most pronounced he'd ever felt because of the Doc's dick's huge sized and thickness and those high pressured big balls. A couple of uncontrolled 'JABS' followed Doc lost control for a moment during the premature orgasm... The kid , now drunk still horny and his heart racing from poppers was suddenly aware that Doc had just pissed cum in his butthole and said "Oh no, you weren't suppose to do that". Not do what kid?, the Doc said answered the enebrieated young man's too late demand.,. The kid said, "You weren't suppose to cum up my butt, I forgot to tell you to piss on a rubber" The old man queried while still panting and with his dick inside the boy's colon oozing slime, "What the hell do you mean , piss on a rubber?" Well I guess it's too late now, just go ahead an fuck it dude, just fuckin' put the shit in me, the drunk navy kid responded after forgetting to tell the old professional buttfucker to use a condom. Shit, you have to know it's always a sure bet, you're gonna take a load from a nasty old man, if you let him slip it to your hiny BARE, now ain't it? The buttfucker kept his hands on the navy boy's hips and soon resumed the buttfuck--he began to PUMP------ PUMP--------PUMP----------PUMP-------PUMP------PUMP-------PUMP--------PUMP---- -----PUMP----DEEP DIG-----PUMP-----PUMP----PUMP---DEEP DIG----PUMP----PUMP----PUMP----PUMP---DEEP DIG ----ASS WIGGLE AND GRIND------, Doc got into a steady fuck on the youthful backside, making navy boy grunt and jerk his head back when he went real deep in his channel, reeking havoc and giving him serious shit fits. "Oh damn you fuck good old man. You're a damn good buttfucker, yeah fuck my azz dude--fuck it---yeah go ahead and dump in me it again, I like that shit--, might as well.", the kid said while Doc did some serious work on his fine shaped backside. As the Doc's groin heated up once again, his tempo picked up with those hard over 50 year old thighs of his making the soft plump buttocks of the shapely 24 year old bubble butt ripple. It sounded like POP-POP----when the flesh rippled next to those old hairy thighs, while POUNDING. POP POP---POP-----POP-POP-----POP-----POP----POP-----POP----POP----HARD POP------GRIND-----POP-POP-POP-POP-POP-POP-POP-----HARD ASS SMACK-----POP-POP-POP-POP-POP-OP-POP-POP-POP-POP-POP-POP-----DEEP DIG---GRIND--POP-POP-POP-POP-POP-OP-POP-POP-DEEP DIG GRIND---Doc clamps his own buttcheeks real tight and digs deep inside navy boys poop shut--then resumes the buttsmacking beating his SWELLING dick off inside the boy's hot bowels. . Reaching down once or twice Doc cops a good feel of those nice soft buttcheeks on the buttboy then go goes to making his buttlfesh (((((RIPPLE))))----yeah BUTTFUCKING. POP-POP-POP-POP-POP-POP-POP-POP-POP-POP--POP-POP-POP-POP-POP-POP-POP-POP-POP-POP-POP-D EEP GRIND-----POP-POP-POP-POP- The drunken youth still snorting the old buttfucker's poppers, just stood there taking all that big meat up in his young GOOD FEELING butthole, grunting,"UNAGH---OH YEAH---UAGH--UAHG--YEAH OH FUCKIN YEAH FUCK IT YOU OLD NASTY BUTTFUCKER ----YEAH SCREW MY AZZHOLE---SHIT YEAH GO AHEAD DUMP IN IT---FUCKIN' CUM IN MY AZZ---I WANNA FEEL THE THROB--- BUTTFUCKER......" With azzhole feeling this good and hot, looking at those BUNZ, old Doc's own FLAT OLD HARD buttcheeks clamped tight, and his lips curled soon was yelling again, "BUNZ---YEAH---YOU GOT HELLUVA SET OF BUNZ---GIMMEE THAT AZZ---BUNZAH-----YEAH KID BUNZZ---SHIT YEA CUMIN------BUNZ HA----ONGUH-ONGUH-ONGUH-ONGUH-ONGUH-ONGUH-ONGUH-ONGUH---YEAH GIMME IT KID----" Once again, the 24 year old navy guy felt the old buttfucker's cum throb, while he pissed another hefty load of ballsnot into his rectum. The old man's energy ran out and he withdrew his cum soaked and softening rod from the worn out young ass channel, leaving it a gaping hole and oozing cum. He patted the kid on the buttocks and said while still panting " Thanks kid,---man that was some fine rump you got-see ya next time---yeah a good one buddy. Doc headed for the showers while the kid watch another good barebacker video from the 80's. I think it was Chad Douglass buttfucking Kevin Wiles.

a couple of babies later and my pussy was still too tight but at least I knew I could have children. I asked to see number 2 from the guys I'd anonymously had his smell felt familiar. I heard a knock at my door at 2pm on a Friday evening. I answered the door and my brother was rubbing his pants excitedly. "wow bro you are so hot and it felt great last time" I said letting him in the house. we kissed passionately for the first time. it wasn't long before we were naked in bed. his cock looked so big and felt great in my hands. "let's see if we can wake and stretch your pussy" he said rubbing me gently to wetness. "that feels great Bro you know how to give me a good time" I said melting into the bed. my Bro positioned his cock next to my pussy lips sliding them apart revealing my wet hole. he slipped in and out like a knife through butter. his feel was amazing. "I'm gonna breed you this weekend sister" he said. I kissed him in agreement.

My skin is slick with my sweat from the damp night heat, with fear. My body’s moving on it’s own, my mind blasted white with desire. With need. The door is just slightly ajar. I step into a dark foyer. Hands shaking slightly, eyes not adjusted to the dimness yet. My hand-deciding for me-moves on its own, closing the door. I’m still, tensed. Eyes slowly adjusting to the space and the dark contours of the room. For a long second, I’m suspended there. Every muscle fiber vibrating with it, with hunger. I’m in a bare room. Stripped wood floors, slats exposed through broken plaster walls. A narrow staircase in front of me. There’s a smell. Sweat. Piss. Cum. I inhale slowly, draw it in. Savor it. Again, yessss. My cock is hardening. Drawing me in. The scents enveloping me. Taking me. My feet slip out of my flip flops. The raised wood grain of the stripped floor feels so good on my bare feet: cool, soft. I flex my toes against it. My cock hardens with the feel of the wood, my nostrils flaring to draw in that taste of sweat. Of his sweat. There’s not a sound except my short, ragged breaths. I start up the steps, slowly. My body lightens with each step, smoke slowly drawn upwards. My arms pull off my t shirt and it falls away. This is a new feeling, a revelation. I can feel myself relaxing now, my cock rubbing against the denim of my jeans, pre cum slick across my skin, matting the hair around my cock. I have never felt so pure. So fully present. So fucking hungry. At the landing a door is open. Light flickers from inside. Again, for a split second I pause. Just a small hesitation, a pinprick of doubt, and then my body moves on its own into the room, another surrender, to it, to the need. To him. A few bare candles are lit. There’s a mattress on the floor, sheets draped over it. A huge mirror leans against one wall. Candles and the bed reflected in it. I hear his soft breathing before I see him. Leaning against the wall beside the mirror, arms folded across his bare chest. Shaved head, his body huge, hairy, muscled. So much of him there. So much bigger than me. Muscles at ease. Perfect. There’s a dark tattoo under the hair on his chest, just over his hard, erect nipple. Biohazard. His eyes hold me still. Dark pinpricks. Candle light flickering in them. I’m aware of my breath coming shallow. Of the sweat trickling down my back. Beading on my arms. And then he’s next to me. Still. His eyes holding mine to him. ”Oh, yes.” His hand gently on my lower back, caressing the rim of my jeans. “So hungry, aren’t you, boy?” ”Yessss.” I barely recognize my voice. A current running through me with his touch. The callouses on his hands the worn smoothness of the floor. Every inch of my skin is coming alive to him. Opening. “That’s it, boy. Very good. Just breathe.” breathe. Yes. I can taste him on the air: the sweat coming off him, so strong. So thick. And another smell: the sweetness of dried cum. Oh god. Oh god. I’m full of the smell of him now. Yesss. He’s behind me now; his breath hot on my neck, his hands resting on my hips. “Good boy. Very good. I can feel you surrendering to it. You’re so hungry to surrender to it, aren’t you, boy?” ”Yes. So hungry, so fucking hungry.” “Show yourself to me, boy. Show me your hunger. Let me taste your need.” His hands fall away from my hips as he turns me gently around to face him. He’s barefoot. The top buttons of his jeans undone. I can see the dark outline of his cock there, his hard shaft straining against the fabric. My hands undo my jeans and I slide them over my cock, pre cum dragging across my hands as I lower the jeans to the floor and step out of them for him. He kicks them away and steps forward. I go to my knees in front of him, supplicant. My cock harder than it’s ever been, my hands at his zipper, opening it, lowering his jeans across his thighs, feeling the taut fibers of his muscles under my hands, brushing the hair on his legs and ankles as I help him step out of his jeans and he kicks them away. Inhaling, on my knees in front of him, captured by the wet, sweet smell of him: he’s wearing a cotton jockstrap, yellow with dried cum and slick with his pre cum. My eyes close as I taste it enveloping me, filling me. My eyes flutter open as I lean into him, as my hungry mouth finds his cock through the rough fabric as I taste his dried cum and my mouth is sucking his hard cock through the jock, I’m so hungry for him, so hungry to pull him in, to taste all of him, the smell of his sweat as it runs slick against my hands on his thighs, and I slip my fingers around he jock and pull it away as his cock, veiny and so hard and so wet with his pre cum, falls straight ahead, and I open myself to him, my tongue running up from the bottom of his shaft along its delicious thickness to his piss slit and I taste the fantastic heady sweetness of him as I pull his shaft fully into my mouth. “That’s it, boy. That’s it. You’re so hungry for it. Give yourself over to it. Surrender to your need. It feels so good, doesn’t it boy? So good to know your place, to embrace what you are?” his cock tastes so good, so hard, my head is full of the smell of him, my body filling up with the hunger, consuming me. Oh god it’s so good, so good. “Yes, boy. Yes. Open yourself up to it, boy. Open yourself up to me.” His hands caressing my skull as I nurse his cock, and he slowly pulls himself out of me. “Close your eyes, boy. Breathe. That’s it, relax now for a second. Good boy.” i hear him moving in the room, and then there’s his scent again, filling me. I hear him strike a match, hear a pipe gurgling in front of me. And then his mouth is on mine, gently caressing my lips, and I open to him as he blows a cloud of smoke into me. I hold it there, his tongue probing mine, opening me as I blow the Tina back to him and he picks me up, his tongue still exploring me, the thick smoke dissipating as we pass it back and forth. It’s so good he’s in my mouth. So good. So intimate. He lights the pipe again and his mouth is on mine as we pass the Tina smoke back and forth, filling me. Then again, and again. Four hits, and my body is on fire, my nipples burning into his as he pulls me to him, my cock so hard and my hole aching for him, to open for him, as his hands knead the muscles of my ass, pulling me apart to him. Ive never wanted anything so much, never been so hungry. “Oh, you’re mine now, boy. You’re opening for me now, aren’t you?” ”Opened, yes, I’m opening for you. I want you inside me, so bad. Please-“ “Please what? Tell me what you need, boy, and I’ll give it to you.” ”Your cock, Jesus, please I want your cock inside me! Now, please fuck me! I need your cock in me! Pleassssse fuckkk meeeeeee-“ His fingers are gently brushing against the rim of my hole, working me open. His fingers, slick with his pre cum, mixed with mine, with our spit, press against my hole. Press into me. I’ve never felt anything so good, so thorough. Every inch of me is on fire for him, every nerve twitching to be opened to him, to take his cock inside me. And his wet finger slips inside me, pushing into me, easing my hungry wet hole open. It’s so good, god I’m so hungry for it, pressing myself against his finger as it slides past that last resistant muscle, and he holds me here, pinned to him. His hands kneading my ass, grinding into me, a second finger sliding inside me, probing me. Opening me to him. His eyes holding mine, locked on me, he lowers his face to mine and runs his tongue across my lips, so gently. So very gently letting his spit run across his tongue to my lips as he presses his mouth to mine, his tongue opens me as his thick spit fills my mouth and his hand presses into my hole, exploring me from both sides, and he pulls away again, my face slick with him, his eyes boring into mine. I feel him all through me; my stomach fluttering to him, his fingers holding me against him, filling my hole. “I’m going to split you open now, boy.” ”Yes, please. Open me up, please.” As his fingers slowly pull out of me. God, I’m so empty. “Please-“ I hear myself whimpering, begging. So hungry to be full of him again. “Are you ready now, boy? Tell me what you need.” ”Your cock. Pleas, your cock.” “Are you ready to take me now, boy? Take me the way men were meant to fuck? Ready to take me bareback, to take me raw inside you?” Jesus, how can even ask, he knows. “Yes, god, yesss. Pleas fuck me raw-“ And suddenly my world opens up,everything g drops away and I know truth: a hole of hunger, and I know who I am, completely, wholly hungry for his cock, for his seed, for his virus. I’m pure need, the hunger all I am, my whole being. So purely opened to him, so totally naked to my need-to his need- “Your seed, god please give me your seed, split me open and fuck me raw, Jesus, pleassse breed meeeeee!”

Not a D and Daddy update (although I am staying the night again very soon.) but nonetheless I find myself in a very hot situation again. I’ve recently started working at a hotel and I work from midnight to about noonish. There’s only 2 of us from midnight until 8. It being so late, there’s never anything to do or guests to attend to so the two of us get pretty bored. They generally only hire guys at night. (It’s a corporate thing.) so it’s always me or 1 of 2 other guys there. I talk to them both regularly being that we get so bored. Anyway, one guy, let’s call him E, is married and in his 30s. He’s tall and bearish with a mustache and a beard. We get to talking yesterday night. And he confides that he sometimes goes to one of the storage rooms and jacks off sometimes. There’s no cameras in this room, nor is there any when you take the employee entrance to get there. I tell him that’s cool, and continue working. This got me pretty hard, thinking about him jacking off and even harder hoping that he empties inside me one of these days. About an hour after that, he gets up and goes somewhere and is gone for a while. It’s about 1:45am at this point and I’m rock hard thinking about him being in the storage room with his hand in his cock. I head straight there and find him working himself. He greets me warmly with a “hey bud.” And a smile. I smile back without saying anything and I walk over and start sucking him. (Totally took a shot in the dark cause I was sure he was straight.) he pulled his slacks to his ankles cause I was being pretty sloppy. He’s moaning like crazy and I want his cock to shoot in me. I spit on my fingers and work it into my hole and back up on to his dick. I was expecting him to pull away but instead he grabbed my hips and pulled me into him. He fits in pretty easily due to him not being very big, and me taking a big cock (with a condom ?) the night before. “I cum in buckets so I have to cum inside you or it’ll be a mess.” He says. I reply very sarcastically with a “darn.” He gives me a few more pumps, buries his head on my neck and whispers, “I’m cumming inside you.” Soon after, he shoots what felt like 9 jets of cum in my hole, and tells me to take my slacks off. So I do. And he does too. He slowly pulls his cock out and he wasn’t kidding. He drained his cock in my hole and a bucket of cum plopped on the floor before I held the rest in. He takes the cum on the floor and rubs it on his cock and gets hard again. He doesn’t say anything, just push my head down, bends me over, and starts to fuck me again. He cums another load in my ass. This time about 7 cock spasms worth. I’m sure to keep clenched this time even though he flooded me. We went back to our desks. And he says “it’ll be fun working with you all next week. “ I agree. Though that was hot, and I’m definitely looking forward to it, we didn’t work together this morning. (I wanted his cum still in me so I haven’t let it go since then.) I worked with the other guy, let’s call him A. A is closer to my age, I’d say about 24. Slim build, tan, and over all pretty cute. I don’t work with him very often cause he mainly does the afternoon shift, but he is there to give one of us a day off. We get to talking some and he reveals that he’s gay. (Which I knew. ) I’m out at work so we start talking about being gay basically, and he asks if I’m a top or bottom. I tell him I’m a bottom and he tells me he’s a top. His mind must’ve raced somewhere cause I see his cock growing through his chinos. I get up and tell him to meet me in the storage room and he does. I tell him that I have 2 loads in me. To which he responds: “E told me about last night, and I was hoping you still had them.” He pulls out a massive 7.5 thick cock and before I could suck on it his tongue is in my hole. He felches a load out of me and this is my first time experiencing that. I love getting my ass ate and it was hot but I like to keep loads in my ass as long as I can. He stands up and shoves into me, between his spit and E’s loads, my boihole is wet as hell. You can hear how wet I am. A doesn’t last long but he gives me a load. He pulls out and we hear the service bell ring. He pulls up his slacks and goes to see what’s up. I jack myself off, lick my cum off the table, pull up my pants and head back to my desk. I think I’ll like my new job.

This is a great thread. Never really heard it talked about, but I fuckin love a small-dick bottom. Love the contrast with my big hard cock opening their hole. Definitely makes me feel more aggressive and dominant. Don't really care if hard or soft, but I guess I prefer soft, the littler and more useless the better. It's all about my cock and getting that hole open and bred deep.