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Chapter 4 A couple of days later James was feeling back to his old self and I was finally walking normal again; thank god as I had a flight today. I couldn't remember the last time my cunt had taken such a beating. That session was definitely on the list of my top five all-time sexual experiences. When I boarded the plane I had to catch my breath, oh fuck I was in trouble. There standing in the cockpit was my walking wet dream. Captain Anderson, or Captain Charlie to his friends. It had been years since I'd last flown with him. Which was a good thing because I had a fucking hardon everytime I'd see him. Yep I was chubbing up. Okay let me paint a picture for you. Six feet two, light sandy-brown hair, hazel eyes you could melt in, chiseled features. He always wore his shirts on the small side to show off his physique. I'm guessing he had tattoos he was trying to keep covered because even on the hottest days he'd wear long sleeved shirts. He looked to be in his forties but rumors had him actually closer to mid-fifties. I didn't care he was hot, oh yeah and straight as could be. Married with two sons who supposedly looked just like him. I know sad, right. And to make matters worse, he was genuinely a nice guy. I mean come on, at least if he was a total jerk it would be easier to hate him but being nice just made him all the more fuckable. I hadn't realized I was still standing by the the cockpit door staring until I heard a light chuckle. "You okay there son?" God even his voice was sexy. "Umm, yeah, umm sorry sir. Brain freeze for a second. I, umm, was trying to remember if I turned the iron off." The iron seriously, what the fuck was wrong with me. "The iron huh," he said smiling at me, "well happens to the best of us." Except it never happened to me because I don't even own a fucking iron. He reached his hand out to greet me. "Brody right? I think we had a flight together a few years ago." "Uhh, yeah that's right. Good memory, sir." "Call me Charlie." Then he smiled and showed off his damn dimples. Yep, bye bye chubby hello hard-on. Another flight attendant was right behind me so I said, "well I better get ready sir," and released his hand and moved further into the plane. I was working with two women today both of whom I'd never met before. After the encounter with Charlie we were busy getting ready for takeoff so I could distract myself from the extremely hot man just feet away from me. We had just finished the first round of beverage/snack service and were catching our breath. I was putting stuff away when one of the other flight attendants started talking to me. "Hey have you ever flown with Captain Anderson before?" Captain Anderson, hmm that was interesting. "No, first time, you?" "Me either, but a girlfriend of mine has and she said he's getting a divorce so he's going back on the market." How do you respond to that, "okay, wow, but umm, you may want to give him time to adjust to being single." I can't believe I was having this conversation. "No way man. He's such a catch you have to jump right on that before some other bitch snatches him up." I was trying really hard not to laugh. "Well good luck." A couple of hours into our coast to coast flight, myself and the chatty one were at the front of the plane to let the fight crew stretch their legs and use the facilities. She went into the cockpit and I stayed outside blocking the ailse with the beverage cart. The copilot came out first and took care of business and quickly returned to the cockpit. Now it was my hunks turn. "Hey sir, smooth flight so far." He gave me a look, "sorry Captain Charlie." He grinned, "better, but you can just call my Charlie." "Umm okay thanks." Fuck I was chubbing up again. "So Mindy in there is quite something, have you flown with her before?" "Nope, first time." "She kept offering to comfort me tonight since apparently everyone knows about my personal life." "Yeah sorry about that sir, I mean Charlie. She did mention you were about to be on the market again." Damn I felt sorry for the guy. He looked so sad, I just wanted to give him a hug. Okay yes I also wanted him to bend me over and fuck the shit out of me. Hey don't judge, you would too. "Her Intel is a little old. The divorce went through six months ago." "Damn, sorry that sucks." "Oh god no! That was the best thing I every did. I'm just sick of all the single and not so single ladies on these flights throwing themselves at me. I thought it was bad when I was married now it's ten times worse." "Well Charlie, you can hardly blame them. I mean you have looked in a mirror, right?" I gave him a big smile. "That's sweet Brody but I'm nothing special." "Yeah now you're just fishing for compliments," I teased back. He got a funny grin on his face, "well I should probably get back in there and save Tony from the man-eater," he joked, then squeezed and rubbed my shoulder. He started to turn towards the door but paused and said, "we should get a drink tonight. I mean if you don't have other plans." Yep you guessed it, rock hard. "Umm, yeah, sure. "He grinned even bigger then knocked on the cockpit door. When Mindy came out she was as giddy as a school girl. "Oh my god he is so hot. I invited him out to dinner tonight." "Wow that's great. Good for you., did he say yes?" "No, he was really sweet but told me he wasn't ready to start dating again." I tried really hard not to laugh. Pretty soon we were landing and making our way to the hotel. In the lobby everyone was discussing dinner plans. I begged off saying I was going to hit the gym and would just grab something later. I changed into some shorts and a tank top and made my way to the hotel gym. I figured I'd workout for an hour then hit scruff and try to find someone to dump my load in. I'd done about twenty-five minutes on the treadmill when the door opened and in walked my fucking wet dream wearing a muscle t-shirt and tight running shorts. Dear god, I thought I was going to blow my load right then and there. "Hey Brody hope you don't mind if I join you. A workout sounded much more appealing than dinner with Mindy and the gang." I smiled and slowed the treadmill to a walk. "Hey captain of course, join on in. Damn, love your tats." He had a half sleeve on one arm and a compass on his other bicep. "Thanks, my sons talked me into getting them after the divorce." "They look amazing on you. If Mindy could see you now she'd probably be all over you." "Ugh no thank you. I mean she's very nice and all but not really my type." "Oh yeah, so just what is your type, Charlie?" "I have a thing for gingers." "You don't say." I stopped the treadmill and walked over so I was standing right in front of him. My dick was rock hard. "Holy shit," he said. He was staring right at my biohaz tat on my arm. "Fuck, are poz?" "Umm, yep." "Man that is so hot!" He suddenly looked like something had just occured to him and his face lite up with a smile. "You didn't by chance recently poz another flight attendant?" "Umm, fuck, umm where did you hear that?" "There's a group of guys at work who may or may not get off on very risky sex." He said winking at me. "One of the guys is a pilot friend of mine. He's been fucking a flight attendant named James for months and he told my pilot friend that his poz roommate's been feeding him toxic loads. He even showed him some pics of a hot ginger breeding him. Your face isn't totally shown but I definitely recognize that tat." You're famous within our group. James sent a pic showing his test results two days ago." "Did you say 'our' group?" I shoved my hand down his shorts and felt his hard cock. "My sons have been introducing me to the joys of gay sex." I raised my eyebrows up at him just as his phone went off. He looked at the number and shrugged, "damn it! I really have to take this." I whispered in his ear, "I'm in room 1237. Don't make me wait long."

This story is based on an experience I had last fall. Dialogue and details are recreated and reimagined, some elements are from other encounters, and names are changed. But the sex acts are all real! ******* Part 1 - Room 201 Behind the door, movement. It had taken me some time to find the room, owing to the motel’s odd numbering system of its two long buildings, facing each other across a parking lot, with open walkways. Room 201, second floor at the very end, just past a mechanical closet that jutted out. It was early September, cool with a bit of a breeze, around 9PM. Standing there, I was feeling that mix of anticipation, slight anxiety and horniness that precedes an online hookup. The door opened and the trick smiled and let me in. He was pretty much as advertised, maybe a bit heavier than his pics but in good shape, in his late 50’s. Lube and poppers were on a shelf over the headboard. A good sign, this man was prepared. We greeted each other, exchanged names - his was Paul - and I immediately started to strip. Getting naked gets things going faster, arouses the other guy and lets me show off my body. I’m late 40’s, in very good shape due to a strong gym regimen and attention to diet. 5’7, 145 lbs, mostly smooth. And oh yeah, my ass. It gets lots of attention from the boys. I’m not shy. At all. I wasn’t wearing much, just jeans with a jock, sneakers and a hoodie, no shirt. Clothes dropped to the floor, I started to kiss and touch. He was a good kisser, lots of tongue. We were starting to really click, serious making out is always a good sign that the sex will be hot. My mouth moved along his jaw and neck before I dropped to his crotch and pulled his cock out of his pants. Already it was half hard, I opened my mouth and began sucking. Soon it was thick and rigid, a good 7 inches with a big head. Fondling his large balls, I sank down on his rod, then moved up and down, slathering my saliva along its length, tip to root, repeatedly. By now his wife-beater was off, jeans and briefs way down, one hand on my head, the other caressing my ass. He murmured a string of foul words, encouraging me, appreciating my oral attention. “Alex, let’s get on the bed.” Standing up, I initiated more kissing, then pulled off his sneakers and pants before we both sank onto the mattress. More oral, rubbing and touching, now his fingers were starting to play with my hole, making it tingle. I moaned, deeply, then kissed him, pushing my tongue against his. My hole really connects to my most primal self, it alters me in ways I don’t quite understand. But fuck understanding. Paul pulled away - “Man, your body is great - so damn sexy!” “You too,” I replied. Online messages had been brief, but I had made sure he was a top and went raw. “What are you into?” he asked. “All kinds of shit. Love to get fucked, 69, ass play, rimming. I’m pretty sub, verbal abuse, toys, you name it. Piss is cool, too, if you’re into it. But it’s up to you, you’re in control.” “Yeah? So you're into kink, huh? What kind of piss play?” At this point we were lying next to each other, touching and talking, me working Paul's dick as he ran his hands over my body and butt, occasionally pulling my cock, which he had exposed, moving it outside the jock strap's pouch. “On me or in me, mostly. A couple of times I’ve taken piss in my mouth, but usually up the ass or guys piss on me.” Paul looked at me directly. “I’ve heard you can absorb whatever’s in the piss - like if someone’s high, it can affect you.” “Yup! That’s happened to me, I’m OK with it.” Smiling, Paul asked “Really? You’ve had that happen?” “Yes, a few times.” Now, we had not discussed chems at all, and there was nothing in his profile to suggest it, other than the usual “ask me” regarding drugs. “Do you party?” He stopped his caresses, waiting for my answer. “Yeah, I do.” “Before you got here?” Smirking, he held my limp penis between two fingers, and shook it back and forth. Like it was not much, just a toy. I laughed, sort of embarrassed that he had figured me out so easily, and also by my cock’s condition. “FUCK YOU! I I know, when I get tina dick it’s really small. " TRUTH: I was with a fuckbud, he got me high but he could only play for an hour. So when I left I was still horny as fuck Truth be told, I had not partied in a while, and really wanted a serious session. This particular bud was always a hoT time, kinky with a big uncut cock and loved to smoke me up. We’d blown clouds and done a shot of g before he sent me home. Fortunately, Paul had hit me up online so it had been only an hour before I was in his room. “Wanna do some more?” And with that, Paul reached over, opened a drawer and pulled out a pipe. “Oh, man, absolutely.”

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've had an unusually fast start to 2020, taking multiple loads in the first 5 days of this year. My favorite hookup was with this guy yesterday at my place. He mentioned already a couple of days ago that he wanted to come over. This made me suspicious because it's been my experience that most guys flake when they book that far ahead. Anyway, he turned up and was way hotter than his pictures. Because he traveled more than an hour to get here, I didn't want to just toss him immediately up on the bed. We sat over a drink and talked for about 30 minutes. He was impressed by how well I speak German. I then asked if he wanted to play. He said YES. Once he was fully erect he tried to mount me. We had a little trouble at first as he is a little shorter than me. So I asked him to stand by the side of the bed and I lowered my ass for him. Then what happened totally shocked me. He kept me in that position for 30 minutes or so and pumped three loads into me. He needed very little recovery time after each load. He was felching me out in between. I felt like an animal that was being held down and inseminated repeatedly. I remember how with each load my ass felt fuller and fuller. Wow, I found one of the unicorns, guys! A bareback top with a big dick that can shoot multiple loads! Now I've over here fantasizing about how to become part of his rotation or maybe even dating him. 😂

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."

Just a couple hours ago. Leaving work to head to gym. Check Grindr. Young top staying at the hotel on the block between work and gym hits me up. Sends a dick pic and says stop by. Head over. Door unlocked. Blow him hard. Says Daddy bend over. Fucks and breeds me. At the gym latter I message him on Grindr telling him that my hole is so wet and I feel him leaking out out me as I work out. Must have been a nice load. Told me he is in town 2 days and he would love to breed daddies ass again.

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.

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.

This happened last evening, around 11:30, with a county road crew worker in his county truck. He's cute, slim, and hung. A young black guy with a slender build, tight little bubble butt and a great kisser. I met him though doublelist.com and we've met multiple times, always late at night, on dark dead end roads. Our most popular meet up site is only two miles from my house and it's in a country area with few houses. He parks his county truck and waits for me. I pull up and go to his truck, open the door and he's already naked from the waist down, his big cock jutting proudly towards his belly button. What a kisser! We neck and kiss until we cannot stand it, then I climb up onto the door ledge, standing above the cab with my cock level with his mouth. He goes to work on me, swiftly devouring and sucking up and down over and over until the pressure builds and I nut down his throat. I climb down and kiss that sweet man over and over, then go down on his cock. It's leaking precum and delicious! He wants my ass, so I get back and he climbs out of the truck, leans me forward over the seat and prods my ass with his cock. He gets inside and I ask him to let me adjust. He's pushing it forward a little at a time and I tell him to go for it! He fucks me hard, balls slapping my ass, hugging me and reaching around to stroke my again hard cock. Damn, it feels so good. I love his cock. He's the best fucker. Grunting loudly, he pumps and holds himself deep inside. I feel the warmth of his cumload in me. He gradually pulls out of me, leaving me feeling empty. Kissing each other, tongues hungrily sucked, we straighten our clothing, then he leaves and I follow in my car. Damn, I like the service of our county road crews! LOL

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?

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.

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.

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.

Darth Vader?

I love a good jock strap or a thong. Thongs make me feel sluttier having it rub against my hole. I love having a guy pull it to the side so he can get straight to me and I really love getting fucked with one on. A jock strap frames my ass really well and let’s guys know I’m a good little bottom fuck toy. I love wearing a jock while getting fucked at in a group or at a bathhouse. Let’s tops know I’m open for business for anyone.

It Was The Other Night With This Big Booty White Boy, He Was Telling Me When My Girl Left That He’d Suck Me Till I Came In The Back Off His Throat. I Met Him On BBRT So I Waited Till She Went To Work, He Came Over At About 6:00am & Left At About 9:00am, He Only Wanted It Doggy & Raw, So I Gave It How He Wanted It. He Got Really Verbal When I Went Faster, Listening To His Moans As I Played With My Nips, Before I Know It I Felt A Cold Sting Of Precum Leak From His Cock, It Made My Dick Harder... As I Got Closer To Cumming He Got Louder & He Came First. He Squeezed Down On Me Just Enough To Make Me Cum. At That Moment I Tried To Pull Out But He Stopped Me & Kept Rocking Back & Fourth On All Four’s, When I Finally Pulled Out He Turned Around & Sucked Me Clean, He Out Hits Pants On As I Was In The Bathroom & Left

... And you know we all want to know ... when you suck off a comedian, does his cum taste funny?

Never had a problem. This is my 00 gauge. Also wear a 000 gauge at times. Wife loves it too

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.

Jamal was hard in his jeans as he knocked on the apartment door, his mind awhirl with arousal and anticipation. Replaying in his mind the conversation he'd had on Grindr earlier that day with a white dom (who on the app used the nom de plum BOIMAKER) he'd been talking back and forth with for almost a week now: Are you ready for tonight BOY? This white cock is hard and hungry for a black hole to fill! Fuck yes Master, this boy can't wait to be your slave. I'm hard already. Hard and ready to obey. To be a slutty black slave, whose only thought is pleasing your master cock with whatever hole you desire, Like a good boy should be. When I'm through turning you, molding you, nigger, you'll never want to be anything else. Just a slave. A slut. A hole. The man followed this exchange up with a closeup cock pick. White, uncut, massive. Jamal's idea of heaven. You'll just be my nigger hole. Good for nothing but getting this inside him. The 26 year old black man could already feel the white cock inside him, using him, claiming him. The white stud debasing him. The dark skinned young professional had always been submissive in bed, but there was something about raceplay that really turned him on. Maybe it was the [banned word]. Maybe it was the hot white cocks. He'd always had a weakness for white men, particularly bears and cubs, he loved the feel of body hair on his smooth black skin. The give of their soft bodies that belied the muscles hidden underneath. The very thought of them dominating him, controlling him, owning him... What had been a fantasy had over the years become his obsession. And as he waited in the silence following the knock announcing bis presence to his Master-to-be, a little voice whispered to him, Dark truths he could not quite yet accept. Maybe it turns you on because you know it's more than mere fantasy, a quiet voice whispers from the corners of his subconscious. Maybe it turns you on because you know where all black boys belong: serving at the feet of their white betters. Because you know what all blacks truly are: beasts of burden, not meant to have wills of their own. So when the door opened, and a thick young cub opened the door in a wifebeater and thigh hugging latex boxer-shorts, his arms thickly matted with curly black hair, Jamal nearly came on the spot. He could give his soul to this white stud. "M-m-master!" The black man stammered, "I am here to serve." The young man, no older than 20, eyed Jamal with a hungry sneer. His pursed pink lips and arrogant expression framed by closely cropped black stubble. He looked down at the 9 inch bulge straining Jamal's jeans. "Look at you boy, even your cock leaps to a white man's bidding. We're gonna have fun tonight ." "Yes Master." "Take off your clothes." In moments, Jamal was naked, hands awkwardly behind his back leaving his hard black cock jutting prominently from his muscular frame. Even between his massive thighs, balanced from behind by firm, dimpled ass cheeks, it was clear his endowment had few peers. The white man cast an appraising look over Jamal, gray eyes betraying nothing before he commanded him yet again. "On your knees, you black faggot. I want you to crawl over to me." Jamal eagerly sank to his knees, and crawled over to the center of the room where his Master stood. His eyes never left the massive bulge beneath the cub's hairy muscular stomach. The boxers left none of his foot long cock to the imagination. Its impressive length, and girth evident from how it strained against the material, some sort of latex or spandex like polymer. When he reached the man, the white man grabbed the back of Jamal's head and forced his nose into his crotch. "Sniff my crotch. My powerful white cock. Good slaves should know what a real man smells like, so that they know they will always be boys." The smell was pungent, overwhelming, it was pure masculine dominance. And Jamal felt lightheaded as he inhaled, he was too aroused to think. Every sniff chased the impulse to think furthger from his mind, every independent instinct. He did not need them anymore. He was where he belonged, on his knees. All he had to do was obey. This scent. His Master's potent white musk, was like a drug, a corrective rewriting his very DNA. When his Master pulled his face away from the bulge barely constrained in the Jamal's eyes were vacant, drool pooled at his mouth. Cock, was his only thought, I need that big white dick. "You liked that didn't ya boy?" Jamal's new Master tilted his head up so that his gray, confident gaze consumed Jamal's own, the black boy's sense of self shrinking even more in the strength of that gaze. He felt himself dissipate in the forceful glare, his throbbing, black tool leaking uselessly in his shorts. "Ye'essss Master, love your-yer cock. S-s-smelled gooooood." "And that smell. Your master's smell made you feel good, didn't it boy?" "Yesss." "Made you feel horny and slutty-" "Yesss." "Made you wanna serve me, eh? Turn off your nigger brain and serve." As the white man towering above him spoke, he stuck one, then two, then three fingers into Jamal's mouth, which the boy sucked instinctively. So in answer to the last question, he merely moaned. Black damp spot in the crotch of his jeans spreading. The cub turned to the table behind him, and Jamal saw a pipe and a bag filled with translucent crystals.Though he'd never used it before, he recognized the telltale signs of meth immediately. For a moment, the euphoric haze cleared. He wanted to serve, to obey, to be used, but... hard drugs were dangerous, weren't they? Addictive. Life-ruining. How far was he willing to go for a fantasy? The white man loaded up the long, thin glass pipe with a few sizeable crystals, noticing as he did so the uncertain look in Jamal's eyes. He smiled, the cruel assertive certainty not leaving his gray eyes, "What? Never traveled to the clouds, eh." "I haven't done any master. I knew some friends who dabbled in college and, uh... it got out control." Even as he spoke, Jamal picture himself taking the pipe from his master's hands and smoking it. The smell of Master's cock still in his nose. How hot would it be to debase himself like this? How slutty would he feel, submitting to white cock both inside and out, while in the throes of a powerful drug? "I-I was always afraid of losing myself." He continued, blinking rapidly as beads of nervous, and anticipatory, sweat, beaded on his forehead. "Well that's the idea boy," he handed Jamal the loaded pipe and a lighter, "Slaves have no control. Slaves have no self to lose." The white cub grabbed Jamal by the back of the head and shoved his face into his armpit. "Sniff boy, play with that black cock of yours while my scent empties your mind." Jamal complied automatically, eagerly. The sweaty, mascinline aroma buffeted away every concern, thought and need, but... Obey. Slack-jawed, Jamal barely hesitated as he took the pipe, melting the crystal with the lighter before putting it to his lips. "Suck it deep. Deep and slow." After twenty seconds of filling his lungs, Jamal exhaled a large cloud into the air. The remainder of his doubts exhaled with it. The boy sat back on his juicy black ass, grinning dumbly as his whole body buzzed. His mind was foggy. He felt good... detached from himself, but very aware of every sensation his body felt. He felt warm, electric, open... "Good boy, feels good don't it? Getting high, and obeying me. Serving me. " "Yesss Masser." "Hit the pipe again nigger. Slower this time. Deeper." The cloud billowed out of Jamal's mouth and nose seemingly in slow motion. The warmth spreading throughout him hit his crotch, and without thinking he began rubbing his own black faggot hardon. "Every inch of your black body tingles doesn't it. At the thought of obeying me. Getting high for me. Being used for me." "Yessss." "Take another hit boy. Deeper this time. Slower." He hit it again. Exhaling an even more bilious and voluminous cloud into the air, the familiar tingle grew stronger. The detached sensation he felt was somehow compounded even further by drugs in his system meeting his Master's smell. "Take another boy." He did, and the warmth inside him began to tingle insistently around the ring of his ass. And also deep within his hole. As his glazed eyes fell on the bulge now a mere foot away. The tingle became an itch. "Again." Jamal's vacant pupils were as wide as dinner plates as a billowing cloud of smoke exited his lips. He smiled as he felt that familiar feeling, the odd combo of intense focus and blissfull detachment. Every inch of his body tingled even more insistently as he felt his mind drift on clouds of meth and musk and lust. The itch in his black hole, his nigger hole, grew into a hunger. As if sensing that hunger, his Master peeled the compression shorts off his massive, alabaster thighs and kicked them to the ground, and his pendulous cock hung swinging from his crotch, nestled in a dark thicket of pubes. He stood there, cock looming large in Jamal's tunneling vision. The man did not speak. He knew, with the amphetamine in Jamal's system, and the musk of a superior white cock in the boy's nose. He did not need to. The nigger's own inner desires would do the work for him.

Interesting topic, pretty clear it's not banned words but context that is being managed. like it or not, we live in a society of laws and communities like this can be shut down pretty fast. Look what happened to CL. The truth is, there are plenty of people out there who believe "God hates Fags," who would imprison and punish us in a heartbeat for just being gay, given the power. i appreciate the thought and energy RawTop has put into creating and preserving this community.

Could always "autocorrect" it to Stan 😂

Ch.8 I don’t remember the journey here. The decision to come was more of an impulse. Now I’m here however, fingertip hovering over the buzzer. I can still turn away and try to forget everything. It’s not too “BZZZZZZZZZ!” Did I even press the button? The click tells me the door is open and I lean into it stepping forward. As I bring out my wallet to pay I notice the guy behind the counter has a knowing smirk on his face that I’ve certainly never seen before. I don’t really make eye contact as I mutter a greeting, take my towel and key, then head to the lockers. It’s still quite early. That much I definitely chose. Figuring it would be less busy and that I would have time to get my bearings a bit more. Maybe ever relax a little. Yeah that sounds like it might work. I strip and stow my clothes in the locker. Securing my key and wrapping my towel around me I head for the hot tub with an idea to unwind. I find the hot tub empty and wonder if maybe I’m the only one here at this time and I feel a certain tension go out of me. Maybe I was being stupid. Lightening doesn’t strike twice. That was a one off. Enjoy yourself, but be cautious is all. As these thoughts are all jockeying for position in my head I hang my towel and climb into the bubbling waters. If nothing else the hot water relaxes me in ways no amount of self justification can and I am soon leaning back in pure indolent style. The waters swirl around me and ease all tension out of my muscles. The light steam from the surface adds a dreamlike haze to the air and I am drifting with nothing on my mind at all. It is bliss. “Ahem!” My eyes flick open and I start, causing a splash. “Sorry. Didn’t mean to startle you. Just thought it more polite to announce myself than climb on in.” I really was out of it. It takes me a moment to focus on the owner of the voice. Quite tall, older and a little skinny but not bad all things considered. Closely cropped hair and a trim white goatee. As he turns to climb up into the tub I can’t help but glance at the salami between his legs. Dammit the man is gifted! He must have noticed me noticing him because he chuckles as he climbs in and makes absolutely no attempt to hide his cock as he gets comfortable. Is it my imagination or is it swelling and standing up as he slips himself into the water? He seats himself opposite me and reaches his arms along the sides of the tub as he leans back to relax. Almost mirroring me exactly. I try not to stare at him but it has become obvious that he is watching me constantly. A slight smile playing across his mouth. Everything about him says ‘genial old gentleman’ but something in his eyes is positively yelling ‘Wolf.’ “Been soaking long?” “Ummm not really, haven’t long been here.” “Ahh, just relaxing. Good, good!” As we converse he shifts a little and I think I feel the play of his foot against my calf under the water. I tense a little but don’t move. “Seems pretty quiet tonight. I must admit I never thought I’d see anyone like you here.” “I, uh, just sort of...it was a last minute decision to come.” “Quite right. Nothing better than letting the impulses drive once in a while.” Again that smile. Not exactly humourless, just more.. hungry. That foot is sliding higher and with the water, and the location and the memory of that quick glimpse of what he’s carrying my own cock is very quickly at full mast only hidden by bubbles. He is staring at me now as his foot strokes gently up and down my leg and I make no effort to stop or resist his advances. As his toes slide along my thigh I spread my legs a little and he presses his foot directly onto my now throbbing cock. I groan and lean my head back. He stops. I open my eyes and he is slowly rising out of the pool. “I heard about a young man who was here the other day.” I think I must have gone pale. “Yes. This young man proved to be Very popular with, well, everyone. Yes?” He has stepped up onto the side and walked around until he is above me where he squats down right next to me and holy shit. His cock. Its huge and very fucking hard. I am staring at it as he talks. It twitches every now and again and there is a tantalising drop of precum beading at the tip. I lick my lips and I turn to face him, kneeling in the tub, between his spread legs. “Good boy.” I moan as I hear that. Like a switch inside me. Like I’m some sort of Pavlovian test I lean forward and begin to lick along his shaft. I lap from his dangling balls to the tip where I savour his precum before licking all the way over him again. He grunts an approving sound and leans back to allow me to worship his wonderful appendage. “Seems like you have found your calling.” He laughs a little as he says this but I can’t help but think maybe he’s right. I am a cocksucker. A fuckhole. Hard cocks are my purpose. As I slip my lips around his tip and begin to take as much of him as I can he puts a hand on my head and guides me down. I let my tongue play around him as I suck. Teasing his firm flesh and tasting each long hard inch of him. I realise I am moaning hungrily as I push down until he is right at the entrance to my throat. “Fuck you are good!” He coos approvingly as I begin to slide him in and out. Fucking my mouth with his cock and running my hands over him. Teasing him. Soaking that amazing dick with spit. After a few minutes he pushes my head off of his cock and he looks down at me. Leaning forward he kisses me and I respond enjoying the way he flicks at my tongue with his own. There’s no doubt I am his in this moment. That’s all it took. The sight of his hard cock and a good kiss and I’m needing to do anything for him.

Yes, I implemented that filter back when her name was in the news and it was amusing. I actually agree that the time for the joke has passed. If anyone wants to suggest new text for any of the filters, feel free to suggest what you think is better. The comments that referenced the devil that prompted the filter weren't just simple Satanism. They were comments by people who were clearly deeply disturbed. They were a group I didn't want on the site. The same goes for the people currently using pérv. The way they're using the term the implication is predatory sex with under age kids. They were frequently mentioning 'young', 'incest' and 'rape' along with përv and its variants. I just can't have that shit on the site. Hence the filters. Yeah, there are totally reasonable and acceptable ways to use those terms. If I could exempt senior members I would, but I can't.

4 anon loads at the bookstore in 2 visits this year....off to a good start!

Gay and Christian are not mutually exclusive. Forcing one’s own version of God on other people is a disease.

Now, having a macro that turned the devil-word into "Epstein didn't kill himself," that would be more contemporary.

Chapter 11 - Days in the Sun I woke up to a beautiful crisp Sunday morning just a few minutes before 7. I groggily walked to my shower and had my morning piss and a quick shower as well. I dressed in light a yellow shirt with white shorts and boat shoes. The weather was already starting to get chilly but I thought I could still get away with this outfit for the day. I walked downstairs and prepared coffee for dad and cooked us some eggs and bacon. “You’re awfully early today” dad said as he rubbed his eyes walking into the kitchen. “Dad, remember?, Victor, Leo, and I are going to the State fair, we’re planning on having an early day so we can cover as much ground as possible and be home just before dinner hehe” I said as I flipped some bacons on the pan. “Oh yeah, I almost forgot about that” dad said sipping on his coffee. “You kids take care okay?” “Of course dad, and I’m more than safe with Victor by my side hehe” “yeah, I almost forgot as well that you have a vampire for a boyfriend” he muttered still in his sleepy voice. I sat across dad as we ate our breakfast, then dad looked at me with longing eyes and then said “Goodness Chris, you’ve certainly grown up haven’t you? My kid ain’t a kid no more” wistfully remarked as he looked at me with wonder seemingly amazed that his little kid is not so little anymore. “Oh dad... I’ll always be your little boy if that’s what you want hehe” I stood up went across the table to him and gave him a good hug. He was taken by surprise a little bit as we rarely hugged “oh, hehe, god I missed your hugs too” dad said hugging me back. We then finished our breakfast a few minutes later and I cleaned up our dishes, just as I finished, a black bmw stopped by our front lawn and honked it horn, “well... that must be my ride” I said. “See you later dad” “okay son, take care.” I then ran to the car and sat myself beside my gorgeous boyfriend. I gave him his morning kiss and he gave it back to me as well. We then drove to Leo’s house, honked our horn and Leo was basically bolting to the car door as he saw us. “Good morning guys! I’m so happy mom and dad let me go on this trip with you! Hehe” he gleefully remarked as he made himself comfortable in the back seat. “So what’s the plan you guys?” Leo asked. “Well... I think we’ll just wing it, uhm, maybe eat around, visit some exhibits, and try some rides?” I said looking back at Leo. “Sounds like an awesome idea, nothing better than just winging it hehe” Leo laughed at that. “Alright, let’s get going” Victor said as we drove off to the interstate. As we were driving off and basically had almost two hours to burn, I thought I’d get to know my boyfriend better. I then looked at Victor and said. “So Victor, aside from all that super human strength and speed, can you do anything else?” I asked with genuine curiosity. “Hehe, well... don’t get freaky okay, but for me, uhm, hehe, I can read minds” he said with a smirk. “What!?” Leo and I said in unison. “Yes, I can, both humans and vampires too hehe” he said as he continued to look straight down the road. “So... wait have you been reading my mind this entire time?” I asked nervously. “Hehe, of course not! Hehe well... there was this one time though” he smiled mischievously. “Uh... huh? And when was this? Fess up mister” I said crossing my arms in front of me. “When I first so saw you... hehe, you were so cute and fragrant and I just had to know you a bit more... hehe... and I was in for a surprise when I read into your mind that time hehe” “oh.o... shit stop... shut up... I remember” I said. Then Leo sneaked closer to us from behind, his head now peering in the between Victor’s and mine, and said “wait wait wait... Victor you have to tell me this... what did you read or see or something?” Leo asked knowing this was going to be embarrassing. Victor then just looked at me and smiled at Leo and said “well... you’re best friend here was picturing himself giving me and Henry an amazing blowjob under the table at the Diner, hehe” Victor and Leo then burst out into laughter as I went four shades redder. “Har har funny you guys” I feigned anger. “Oh come on Chris, I thought it was cute and it certainly helped me know that you were interested in me, hehe, but I promise I’ve never read either of your minds ever since” he held my hand at that. Then I looked at him and said “So do all vampires know how to do that?” “Uhm no, actually most vampires like 2/3 or so are stuck with the super speed and strength and fast healing too, only 1/3 have some sort of ability” he said. “Oh I see so you’re a little bit special then?” I asked. “Kind off if you’ll put it that way... as most non physical abilities are only effective on humans but mine I can use on vampires and werewolves too, hehe” “cool... “ Leo remarked then continued “cool... but creepy hehe” “what else can you do?” Leo asked. “Well all vampires have improved eye sight, sense of smell and hearing too, other than that I don’t have any other special abilities, though some vampires have really cool ones, like invisibility, flight, some are even able to control other animals, some very rare ones are able to control humans and vampires too” “wow... that’s very creepy, those must be very powerful vampires then” I said. “You can say that again, but they’re very very rare though, like if I’m rare, they’re even rarer like maybe 1/10,000 vampires or so” Victor said. Then he elaborated further as we continued to drive through the winding country roads. “Vampires can be categorized either via their type or their ability.; there are the normal ones, then the special ones like me the one with an ability, then after which is when it gets freaky, There are the Absolutes - vampires than can do all 10 recorded abilities, then there are the Praeditus vampires that can use their non physical abilities not just on humans but vampires and werewolves too, then to top it all off, are the Angelus... a mix of Absolute and Praeditus, imagine a vampire that can use all abilities not just on humans but other supernatural creatures as well, that kind is very powerful but extremely rare, although we haven’t had one in almost a thousand years now” “wow... that’s just wow, but wait doesn’t that make you a Praeditus too since you can use it on vampires?” I said. “Hehe, oh yeah, hehe caught me, I guess I am” Victor laughed at that. Then I kissed him on the cheek and said “God, I have an awesome boyfriend!, hehe” Leo then sat back on his chair taking it all in. “Wow, I guess they’ll never teach that in school eh?” He joked. “Haha, you’re right on that” Victor laughed. We then continued our trip as we sang along some country music then pop music and then some rap. For someone so old Victor sure is able to keep up with us teens hehe. Time flew by and just before 10 we were already parking near the Meadow Event Park, we could already see a lot of cars parked and thousands of people walking around. We parked and then found ourselves walking amongst the crowd, the day was great, the sun was shining clear above us and the air was crisp, we could hear laughter and chatter around us as people explored the fair, and we three were taken in by the awesome smells of various fried food being cooked all around us. I made my way to buy myself some Fried ice cream hehe, while Leo and Victor bought themselves some corn dogs. We then paired our food with some soda. We walked around the fair and took note of the other foods we wanted to try and which exhibits we wanted to check out as well. We found ourselves enjoying a pig race contest and we three were giggling as we cheered on for whichever pig we found to be the cutest hehe. We then saw some street magicians and performers and we were really enjoying the day. For lunch we decided to eat some Fried chicken from one of the nearby stalls and good damn was that delicious. We then decided to drop by the Heritage Village to learn more about the colonial and Native American history of the state. After which we agreed to ride a small rollercoaster, it took a little bit of time to convince Leo to join us as he has always had a fear on rollercoasters but 15 minutes later he was already screaming his lungs off as we all three enjoyed that ride. Just before leaving the Fair, we decided to check out some more stalls and booths, something then caught my eye in one of the booths, a middle aged man was selling various pendants, rings, and bracelets but one of the pendants really took my attention, it was a golden pendant with a silver embossed inscription of that ever familiar symbol in my dreams - A Rose inside the sun. The pendant was adorned on the sides by inscriptions, in a writing I cannot read but seemed immensely familiar, then I realized it was the same as on the books I’ve been reading on the library during my dreams. The pendant had a thin silver chain, it was simple yet absolutely beautiful. I didn’t realize that I was staring at it until the seller said “You like it don’t you?” I the nodded and replied “Yeah, it’s absolutely beautiful”. Then the man inquisitively looked at me and said “but it’s not for sale though” “huh, what do you mean?” “Well... it’s a prize for someone who can answer my question” “oh I see... hehe, I’ve never been one good at trivia’s but I’ll give it a try” I giggled a bit. He then looked at me seriously and the spoke in a foreign tongue, one which I could not understand, but he said nonetheless “Ahar isem jan Sahari” I looked into his eyes and I don’t know where it came from but I replied “Ahar san isem Mesular” I surprised myself at that and he looked at me with an expression of joy and wonder, his eyes wide and his smile wider, he then said, “it is yours my lord” he then stood up and actually put the pendant around my neck and tucked it under my shirt. He then looked into my eyes and said “We will meet again young prince” I looked at him in confusion “hehe I don’t know what you’re talking about but thanks, so can I keep it?” He then nodded “It is yours” I thanked him again and found my way to Leo and Victor who were buying some bracelets from a stall a few meters away. We were getting hungry again so before driving back to Greensburg, we decided to buy some funnel cakes, we ate with gusto and by 4pm we were on our way back. Leo was stuffed and he basically slept through the entire ride home while Victor and I recounted our adventures for the day. Just a few minutes after 6, Victor dropped me off, I kissed him goodbye and we promised to hang out again tomorrow. I saw him drop Leo off and I went into my house. I greeted my dad and sat beside the living room couch with him as I recounted to him all we’ve done and eaten that day hehe. “It’s certainly great to see you having fun son.” He said as he ruffled my hair. “Hehe dad don’t mess with my hair.” I said as I stood and then told him “I’ll prepare dinner , are you okay with some grilled chicken?” “Sure am son” We then ate dinner but I didn’t eat that much as I ate so much during the day. I then took an evening shower and crashed on my bed as I played with my new pendant. I texted Victor goodnight and we made plans for tomorrow and I was off to sleep. I was back in the dream tower and now in the desk in front of me were 5 books all bound with white leather, with the same rose and sun symbol. They were ornately decorated by golden leaves and flowers on the edges of the cover and on the spines. As I opened each book, I felt warmth build up inside me, it was almost overwhelming, every pages flipped made my body tingle and it was an almost euphoric experience. I finished flipping through all of the books and by then I was warm all over, then everything started fading out and I then woke with the morning sun peaking through my window.

You have to understand the spiritual world. To the unsaved, the mention of his name brings a flock of fallen angels. Changing it to Sarah Palin is reasonable. And funny as fuck.

I was at Slammers - FTL recently and saw the same dude in a 'public' sling for at least 4 hours, I never saw him get a fuck, although I didn't keep close tabs. Personally, I love sling and fuck bench sex -- and have both in my basement, but at saunas/sex clubs I only hop in a sling when I have an interested top who wants to fuck me in it. In my limited experience, this creates interests and often results in 2 or 3 additional bare dicks in my hole. Just lying in a sling waiting seems unproductive to 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!

I set the rules around here and I am not a snowflake, nor am I even part of the snowflake generation. As I just explained (we were both writing our responses at the same time), the filters exist to discourage illegal discussions and to keep the site true to its original mission. They aren't there because people are "triggered" by things. There's a lot that's allowed on this site that's not "PC". And yes, some of it triggers some people. I really don't give a shit if you're triggered by something. We get a fair number of reports for things like racial slurs that we do nothing about because the context was consensual race play or fantasy/fiction. However, if someone, in anger, said the same thing to another user, that would be censored, not because of the words, but because of the anger. Being polite to other members is really important. Words, not so much.

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.

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

Jamal's ass felt especially senitive. He found himself sticking a finger in his ass. His hole quivered at the intrustion, and a deep, lusty moan escape his full lips. Yeah, Jamal thought, my fuckin' hole man. M-my empty black hole. Such a slutty boyhole. Feels so fucking good to be a high boy, fingering my hole, head full of Master's dominant musk. Jamal giggled and sat back on the hardwood floor, pipe forgotten in his hand. "Man..." He said, drifting off. "Man..." He repeated, then giggled again. A second finger joined the first, then a third... his hole quivered with delight, a delight that rippled through the spun nigger slut like he was a pond, and his Master's will was a giant rock dropped in his middle, rearranging his previously still waters, settling deep in his center, an anchor for a new self, deep-seated fantasies made truth. Just as his hole yielded to the probing of his own black fingers. His mind yielded to the pleasure of servitude. An inkling niggled in the thoughts of the new slave. If his hole gave in this easily to his filthy black digits, what would master's cock feel li- "Okay nigger, now take another hit and then hand the pipe to me." Jamal agreed, this latest hit his deepest yet. He felt the parTy cloud fill him, from his empty faggot head to his hard nigger cock to his hungry hole, which he desperately filled, however insufficiently, with all he had to offer. His own hand. All five fingers slid easily inside him now, and he lay back, humping his own black hand. How like a nigger. He thought in a voice not his own. No longer would the thoughts in his head be his own. So desperate to be used. The sluts will fist themselves. From his thick, coon lips, all he said was. "Ooooh fffff- oh! OH! Mmmmm..." Smoke drifting from his lips, loosely forming a crushed o-shape. There was too much cloud for one nigger to contain. His lungs bursting. He had to... he had too.. "That's right, hold it in a little longer. Just drift off on the clouds boy. Disappear in your Master's overpowering manscent." The white Master took the pipe from Jamal's limp fingers, the boy was too far gone to obey. The young muscle cub smiled with what could almost be affection. "Shouldn't have to take from you something I said to give. This is your one pass nigger. The becoming. The succumbing. It can be overwhelming." Also grabbing the lighter, the white master got it lit and clouding again, took a deep, deep hit, before hunching down, grabbing Jamal by the back of the head, and- "Open your mouth, boy." -with a kiss, filling Jamal's obedient, full black lips with more bilious smoke. Jamal's eyes shot open. His lungs had instinctively began to exhale the smoky contents within, desperate form oxygen. Instead, only a great meth cloud awaited them, chasing the hit he had just tried to dispel as his Master shotgunned another massive cloud down his throat. The boy squirmed beneath the force of his kiss, eyes watering, vision blurring as he had no choice but to inhale the combined clouds. Woozy, and deprived of oxygen, Jamal's cock felt close to bursting. As did his mind. His overtaxed nigger brain blank. His gaping nigger hole pleaded to it to find something. Anything! To fill it, as he hands fell by his sides. "Hold it. Good boy, see how good it feels to obey. To turn yourself into my mindless empty slave, T'd up and ready to serve. Keep holding in that crystal boy, hold it in until you're nothing but a hole, a dumb black hole. Spun and empty, nothing but clouds, and my white man musk, and a boy's need to please swirling inside you. Hold it in, until the man you thought you were is dead. His memories gone and buried. His name burned in the hot tina clouds." By now Jamal's mind was empty, he felt strangely dissassociated from himself while at the same time, every nerve on his body tingled. He was past the burn, the needing to breath. It felt so good to obey, every second holding that massive hit Jamal obeyed. Even as he felt the black shroud of unconsciousness approaching. And just knowing he did so turned him on even further. Feeling the blackness eat everything away. His former self. His family. His name. His needs and wants. Everything, except one word. SLAVE With his head spinning, it was so easy just to obey. And it felt soooo good. Eventually, seconds away from fainting dead away- "Now let those clouds out boy. Let everything but obedience go. Forget it as it fades in the open air. Breathe you first full breaths as an owned creature. As my slave." Jamal exhaled, last vestiges of freedom escaping with his breath, disappearing amidst the heavy, chemical vapors therein. Slave. Slave. SLAVE. "How do you feel boy?" Master walked up to his slave, looking him in his eyes. "Good mas-master." "You want to feel like this all the time. Don't you boy. High and horny and stupid. Like a good slave." "Yes, master." The white man walked up close to his slave, reaching underneath the zonked black stud with one hand, he jammed a finger up Slave's ass, then two, then three. Slave just moaned, feeling his hole explode in pleasure. Nice and open, he takes the fingers easily. Even Master's fingers made his nigger fist pale in comparison. A nigger's true bliss was being used. Master lifted his other arm, and said. "Sniff nigger." Slave leaned into the bush sprouting from his master's underarm, buried his nose in the hairy, damp pit, the only voice in his head his master's commanding words. Now indistinguishable from his own thoughts. Master lowered his raised arm, started pinching one of Jamal's large dark nipples. Alternating between the two as he pinched and pulled them in time with the assault he unleashed on Jamal's willing hole. The boy moaned, so aroused he was incapable of speaking words had he the presence of mind to think them. There was nothing in him. Only desire. Only submission. Master's voice rang in Slave's ear. What he said filled the slave up with a new truth. "You are a nigger. All niggers are slaves. All slaves are niggers. A nigger's place is on his knees, or on his back, or wherever his Master says. His only thought is to obey. A nigger has no needs of his own. A nigger gets high when his master says too. A nigger serves when his master says too. A nigger sucks when his master says too. A nigger let's master fill his hole when master says too. A nigger obeys. A slave serves." The words sank into Jamal, became a part of him, echoed from within what little remained of his soul. A nigger obeys. A slave serves. A nigger OBEYS. A Slave SERVES. A NIGGER OBEYS. A SLAVE- "I SERVE. *I* OBEY! I... NIGGER AND SLAVE." The Slave crowed joyously. Given so much pleasure in succumbing, he did not notice as his hard black cock discharged a load in a thick white viscous pool on his Master's wooden floor. The sensations in his ass, on his chest, the voice in his ear, Jamal spiraled deep into a drug, and arousal fueled fog. He no longer knew where he was, who he was, there was only pleasure. Only Master's voice, his scent and--Jamal felt the fleshy protusion press against his thigh--Master's monster cock. "Since you're too far gone, I'll let you in on a little secret. When I was a teenager, I discovered my natural scent had a strange effect on certain people. It made them compliant, horny, open to suggestion. But only, oddly enough, if they were black faggots." "Slave is black fag... got!" Was all Jamal could say, mindlessly humping Master's crotch. "Yes, just on good nigger faggots like you. It wasn't until a couple years later that I discovered how powerful the effect became when mixed with a powerful drug like Crystal. It empties niggers out, makes them dumb empty boys, waiting to be owned. Waiting to submit completely. That's what you want, right? That's all you want now. To submit to my cock." Slave felt the hand leave his ass, and then push him down to his knees. So, a large and fleshy object pushed against his half open mouth. Even buried in the fog, the boy could tell: it was that big white cock. He opened his mouth, and Master stuffed it all the way in. And as his cock fucked Slave's mouth. His words fucked the black stud's head. "Yeah, there's a good black slut. There's a dumb nigger faggot. Master's here, no need to think. Just obey. A nigger is born to obey. A nigger is born to obey white men." NIGGER OBEY GOOD DUMB NIGGER OBEY rolls around Jamal's head. The sweaty shaft, the precum, if Slave could somehow get any hornier, he did sucking that cock. GOOD NIGGER His jaw ached from stretching DUMB NIGGER to accomodate the massive shaft, but Slave's discomfort didn't matter A NIGGER IS BORN TO OBEY "Yeah, look at Master's cock filling your mouth. You love Master's cock. You worship Master's cock. Nothing turns niggers on more than serving white dicks. Their slave holes crave to be filled. Niggers crave white cum." As good as Master's dick tastes, Slave remembers how good his fingers felt in his ass. The small part of him still capable of thought wonders: how good would his dick feel? As if reading his slave's thoughts, Master pulls Slave off his cock, looking him in the eyes. Slave grins stupidly, what pretty eyes Master has, gray and deep and powerful like the frothy ocean. My nigger mind don't stand a chance against that. "Get up on the couch boy." Slave, drool trickling out of his mouth, which now hung agape as master's words DUMB NIGGER FAGGOT etched themselves deeper and deeper into his dark flesh. Master's words were his only thoughts now, and Master's cock- Slave gasped as Master, pulling the newborn nigger slut's legs up onto his beefy shoulders, teased him briefly with the tip of his thick white cock. Even staring blankly up at the ceiling, moaning like the black faggot he was born to be, that massive white cock filled his vision. Just as it was about to fill his ass. No, the last echo of the Slave who was Jamal thought, my nigger fuckhole don't stand a chance against that. "Once my cock enters your nigger hole, there's no turning back. You'll be fucked forever, fucked into being a whore for this hard cock, a happy bottom boi for your master." "Ooooohhhh..." Slave moaned, "Ooooaoaaahhhh!" The hard white cock, inch by inch, filled the black boy's hole. Inch, by inch, he felt the boy he became solidify. The cloudy subservience a brand on his heart. A lock in place, on his soul erasing the man he was. "I'd ask if that's what you want. To be my nigger-" The boy's black cock starts leaking viscous precum, so close to cumming again and he hadn't even really been fucked. The white man's grin grows into a sneer. "But frankly, I don't care." And he slammed Slave down to the base, The pale beefy stud grinned down at the docile boy, pleased another nigger faggot had so willingly succumb. Looking down into the boy's dull eyes, watching them fill with lust, and light up with the joy of being filled by Master's cock. He pulled his phone out of his discarded pants pockets and filmed the newborn Nig riding the full length of his cock, eager hole swallowing him whole. He texted it to a long chain of numbers with a simple message. COME BREAK IN THE NEW SLAVE. BRING YOUR COCKS. BRING PARTY. And thinking of the depravity to come. He blew his load with an animalistic grunt. Blast after blast of cum coating the boy who was Jamal's insides, filling him until liquid trickled out around his shaft, still buried deep in the boy's panting hole. The slave boy's glassy-eyed face was also streaked with white. His nigger cock had erupted the moment he felt his Master cum inside him. He smiled up at the man whose cock filled him to the base, and after a moment's rest, sat up until their faces were inches away from each other. The two men kissed. On their lips the taste of white man sweat. And sex. And nigger cum. In that position, the nigger's master began pumping him again. Seeding him three more times before a loud knock on the door interrupted their hours of unstopped coupling. Then young Master pulled his face, if a bit reluctantly, from his slave's. He withdrew his cock from the boy's grasping, clenching hole with a wet POP! The empty boy began to whimper. His concerns were silenced by the Master's almost loving caress of his chin. Usually, after breaking his slaves, he sold them to an older Master, or one looking to build a stable of bottom faggots, nigger holes to rent out for loads. But, this one, there was something about this one... Well, there was time enough to think of keeping him later. For now, the white man's grin turned decidedly predatory. "Don't worry Nigger. We're just getting started. You refill that pipe while I answer the door. Start getting as cloudy as you want boy." You're gonna need it for all the cocks and loads coming.

Chapter III. We got up early, still sticky and crispy with wet and dried cum. I threw our things into our suitcases while my boy showered. As I was finishing packing, there was a knock at the door. I opened it to a super sexy bellhop, tall and fit, maybe mid-20s, with wispy bangs over his eyes. He winked at me and slid past into the room. ‘Your guide told me you have a long bus ride ahead of you. You need something to get you through the day…’ I was just in my underwear, and he yanked them down, gobbling down my dick before I could say anything. He pushed me back on the bed and raised my legs high so he could eat my ass. He moaned into me, ‘someone took some loads last night… Delicious!’ I clenched my eyes and grunted as he slid a wet finger or two into me. I heard the shower stop and felt the bellhop’s cock slide into me alongside his fingers. He pumped into me muttering, ‘gonna fill you up… You’re gonna take my seed…’ I grunted in reply. He stopped and groaned but I didn’t feel the wetness I’d all-too-recently come to associate with being bred. I opened my eyes and saw my boy, glistening from the shower, easing his cock into the bellboy. The tables had turned in one night, my boy raw topping and me taking a stranger’s bare dick. The bellhop still had his uniform shirt on, but I could see a scorpion tattoo peeking out from under the shirt. ‘Fuuuuuck….’ I hissed, knowing that the guy inside me was likely POZ. My boy picked up his pace and started fucking the bellhop into me. The bellboy threw back his head and rocked back and forth between the two of us. ‘Gonna cum!,’ he shouted, never slowing his pace. I felt his balls tighten as they slapped against my hole and knew he was breeding me. My boy jack-hammered his hole so hard that the bellhop’s softening cock slipped out of me. I spun around and licked it clean. I looked to the alarm clock and pulled away. I smelled like raw sex and needed to shower. I left my boy pumping away at the bellhop’s ass. I hobbled to the shower, leaking seed. I rinsed off quickly, making sure to leave my hole sloppy with fresh cum. I turned the water off and toweled off to the sounds of aggressive fucking from the bedroom. My boy was still shiny, now with sweat and water as he bounced up and down on his haunches, taking the bellhop’s now-hard-again cock in deep strokes. With only minutes to spare, the bellhop came again, shooting his load deep into my boy’s ass. My boy shot his load all over the bed and leapt off of him. They kissed hard as they both fumbled to get dressed as quickly as possible. We were minutes away from missing out bus. I finished zipping up the suitcases and the three of us raced downstairs to join the tour group. Our guide was grinning from ear to ear as we climbed onto the bus. He looked both ways to see if anyone was looking, and patted our asses as we got on the bus. ‘Good pigs,’ he whispered as I slid by him. The bellhop put out suitcases into the bus and waved goodbye to us as the motor started and we pulled away, our hair still wet, and our holes leaking fresh cum. The tour guide shook his head as he came to out seat and handed us two brown-bagged breakfasts. ‘Didn’t see you in the breakfast room… I think you must have been enjoying your morning gift…’ He winked as we smiled back at him and then leaned forward to whisper, ‘Gift is German for poison, you know…’ We kept grinning, I felt my hole wink knowing toxic seed was simmering inside me. ‘I hope he lubed you both up… I might need some distraction on this ride…’ The guide patted our shoulders and sauntered up the aisle. To be continued…

I like the idea of my cock being bound up while my ass is bare. Fits with out dynamic.

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.

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.

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

My first load of 2020. I was on the beach in New Zealand cruising the dunes when I saw a guy walking naked. He was in his late 50s with a trim body and average size cock. We did at speak a word and started to play with each other’s nipples. Then we both blew each other for a bit. He reached for his lube and poppers and we both had a snort and he started to lube my cock and work his fingers towards my hole. He had me do the same to him. After a bit he turned around and I slid into him and fucked him for a bit. I also wanted to feel him inside so we switched places, he started to pound me and was getting close so I grabbed his ass and got him to unload in me. A great way to start the new year.

Chapter 8 Hi guys, Adam here. I know you were expecting Scotty’s big reveal but I promise he’ll be back soon. Just a little about me. I just turned 32 last week. I moved to the city a year ago when I was offered an amazing job opportunity, which so far has been great. I’m a small guy, 5’5”, 140, my haircut is really short and I keep myself totally smooth, which I know some guys don’t like but I’ve found it makes me look a lot younger when I’m naked. Which in turn seems to attract older guys which I really, really like. Oh yeah and I’m a ginger. I’m pretty shy so I haven’t made a lot of friends since I moved here. I love dancing, so for my birthday I decided fuck it and took myself out to one of the gay dance clubs. I made sure to have lots of liquid courage so I wouldn’t care what anyone thought of me. A couple of hours in and this hot daddy was eyeing me up and down. I had to pee so I headed to the bathroom. As I was doing my business I looked over and there he was stroking his hard dick. I didn’t even think just dropped to my knees and started sucking. Thank you liquid courage! He stopped me after a few seconds and dragged me into one of the stalls. “Take your pants down boy, I’m gonna fuck you.” It it didn’t take long before he blew his load deep inside me, and with that he was out the door. I went home shortly after that and made sure to keep his load inside. I know the dangers of bare backing but really don’t care. I mean it’s not like I get fucked that much anyway and honestly this was the first time since I moved to the city. Besides aren’t most guys on PrEP now anyway. A couple of days later I went to go pee and it was like pissing glass. Oh great my one fuck in a year and the asshole gives me Gono. That’ll teach me. Since I hadn’t been in the city long I really hadn’t set up any doctors so I went on line trying to find a gay doc. I know I could’ve just gone to one of the urgent cares but I’d had bad experiences with them back in my home town so I tended to avoid them like the plague. I knew in a big city the staff probably wouldn’t be as judgmental but I really did want a gay doc so prefect timing. Right?? I finally found one that looked promising and had great reviews. I called the office Monday morning as soon as they opened. “Hello, Dr. Manning’s office this is Matty how can I help you this beautiful morning?” Oh great a cheerful guy first thing in the morning. “Umm hi. My name’s Adam. I’m hoping to get in to see the doctor as soon as possible.” “Are you an existing patient?” “No I’ve never seen Dr. Manning before.” “Okay his first appointment for new patients is in two months.” “Shit two months really? Is there anyway you can squeeze me in sooner.” I started to panic. I mean I know this was no big deal, but guys it felt like I was pissing glass! “Okay honey, calm down it’ll be okay. Tell Matty what’s going on.” “I think I have Gono.” I could swear he was trying not to laugh at me but he remained professional. “Okay honey let me see what I can do. I’m going to put you hold for a second.” A few minutes later he came back on the line. “Okay can you come in around 1pm today?” “Oh my god thank you. Yes that works great.” “Okay then you’re all set. Please make sure to bring your insurance card with you and we’ll see you this afternoon.” I arrived promptly at one and fuck me if the receptionist wasn’t the cutest guy I’d ever seen. I usually don’t go for guys my age or younger but damn. Plus he was small like me so he was probably a total bottom anyway. Oh well not like anything would happen at my doctors office. Matty was sweet as could be and got me all squared away. I didn’t have to wait too long before a hot nurse came to get me. “Hi I’m Chris, if you’ll follow me.” Fuck me this place was a gay man’s wet dream. He lead me to a really small exam room tucked off a short hallway. “Sorry for the room. We usually don’t use this one but since we’re a little busy today hope you mind.” “No it’s perfect. I’m just glad you guys could fit me into today.” I explained to Chris why I was there. He took all my vitals, put the information into my chart and left me to wait for the doctor. As he closed the door it tried to latch but didn’t take so the door remained open about an inch. About five minutes later I could hear voices out in the hall. This exam room was close to where the nurse had his station. It sounded like a very excited Matty speaking to Chris. “Holy fuck did you check your texts?” “No Matty I’m working. You know I don’t look at my phone when I’m with a patient.” “Your not with a patient you’re in the hall. Check your fucking phone.” I was trying not to laugh. They were so funny together. “Holy fucking shit. This is great!” “I know right?” “Has doc seen this?” “I don’t think so. He’s finishing up with a patient. He’s going to be thrilled. I know he’s been anxiously awaiting waiting for the news.” “Fuck we all have Matty.” Just then a third voice joined in. “I’m assuming since Matty is away from the front desk that you both saw Scotty’s text.” “Sorry doc. I was just so excited I couldn’t wait to tell Chris.” “It’s okay, I totally understand. Scotty’s been a special group project and I think it’s safe to say we’ve all grown close to him over the past few weeks.” “Should we call him, make sure he’s alright?” “I already did the second I saw his text. He says he feels like shit but is hornier than ever.” “Do you think he’s really seroconverting?” “Well based on his symptoms I’d say yes we were successful. We’ll give the virus a few days then take some blood to confirm. In the meantime Chad is heading over to take care of him for now. We can all go after we’re done with our last patient. Matty, can you make a schedule for the next few days so one of us is always with him?” “Of course.” “Chad can do the day shift since he can work from anywhere. Okay guys let’s take care of our other patients so we can go be with our newest family member.” “Doc the walk-in patient is in room 4. Oh fuck you don’t think he just heard our conversation do you?” I think they just realized the door hadn’t closed all the way. Oh and for the record I had heard ever last twisted word and my dick was rock hard! “Damn it! I know we don’t use that room much but we really need to fix that damn door.” A few seconds later there was a knock and yep you guessed it another hottie walked in. “Hi I’m Dr. Manning, he said as he reached out to shake my hand.” “I’m Adam.” “Nice to meet you Adam. I apologize if you heard our conversation out in the hallway. We should have been more discreet. I hope you weren’t offended.” “Don’t worry about sir. I wish I could say I hadn’t heard anything but one look at my dick and you’d know I was lying.” “Well Adam, good to know. Now what brings you here today?” He now had a big grin on his face. He did a quick exam and agreed with my Gono assessment. “So not your first time huh.” “Nope,” I sheepishly said. “Nothing to be ashamed of son. It’s all part of being a good slut. STDs are all part of the package. Do you want an HIV test today while we’re at it?” “Might as well. Who knows what else the fucker gave me.” “It seems you wouldn’t be to upset if your test came back poz.” “Well sir, before I moved here I was pretty sexually active. I was from a small town but I had a group of fuck buds that kept me satisfied. Since moving here I’ve been in a bit of a dry spell. I’m shy so meeting new guys is hard for me and I’m not really into anonymous hookups. Well usually not.” “He chuckled. “So with your fuck buds would you play safe or raw? Are you on PrEP?” “Not on PrEP. As for safe vs raw, both really. Depended on what the top wanted. I didn’t care either way as long as I was getting fucked. I figured there was a good chance I’d catch the big one but honestly wasn’t too worried. But I gotta say overhearing your conversation, fuck I know it’s sick and twisted but damn, it turned me on.” I could tell doc was liking the way this was going as his scrubs were starting to tent. “Son trust me. There’s nothing wrong with the feelings your experiencing and if you’re still neg I can certainly help change that, if that’s what you want.” “My brain’s saying ‘you’re fucking crazy, but my dick is saying ‘about fucking time’.” “So who’s winning?” “My dick sir!” “Okay here’s what we’re going to do. I’m going to have Chris come in and give you a shot so we can clear up your Gono, then in a few days the office will contact you to let you know when you need to come back in to begin your treatment.” “Treatment?” “For HIV,” he said with a wicked grin. That will give you time to decide if this course of action is right for you. If you agree I think you’ll be a prefect surprise for the newest member of our family. You know what they say, the newly diagnosed are extremely toxic. Any questions?” “No this has been a weird but amazing visit I’m so glad I found you and was able to get in so fast.” “It’s funny how the universe works. Okay I hope to see you soon.” The rest of the visit was over pretty fast and now here I sat a few days later on a late Friday afternoon sitting in Dr. Manning’s waiting room about to change my life forever.

I have 4 Ga. PA and when fucking the throat I’m careful and the same when I’m sucking a dick with a PA. My regular PA for ass fucking will not cut you up, but my other one is meant to rip a hole up. Not everyone likes a PA, but everyone loves the look.

Part 36 - The City of Angels With all the celebrations over and everyone else departed Ben and Mark enjoyed some quiet time for the last week of their stay in Barbados, they would swim in the morning with the Salinger guys building new friendships. Nicky and Kit had departed and they promised to meet up when they got back to LA for lunch and she even invited them to the set of her Big Little Lies to watch the second series being filmed. Ben would often make Mark laugh and love him more with his stubbornness over their wealth by his constant grounding of Mark whenever he wanted to buy him gifts. They were both looking forward to getting back to LA and creating their new life together and especially so as Angelo and Ethan would soon be moving there, but Ben couldn't deny he loved everything about the Salinger Barbados Retreat, to him it was truly paradise and he could stay there forever with Mark by his side. Josh turned waking up from his sleep being careful not to wake Bobby only to find he was already awake and looking at him, the unusual feeling of waking up in bed next to a man was still slightly strange but he couldn't help but smile. They laid there looking at each other as Bobby stroked Josh's arm, he had never felt so at peace as he looked Bobby in the eye and began wondering if this was to be his true love and would he know if it was really love. All he did know was this his body tingled with every stroke and single caress causing, this caused him to lean forward gently kissing Bobby's nipple with gentle sucks and swirling his tongue around, hearing Bobby softly moan in pleasure he placed gentle kisses upwards moving across his neck and chin through the closely cropped beard until his tongue slipped in to Bobby's mouth. Arms instantly wrapping around each other they kissed long and softly until Josh cuddled up closer feeling secure in Bobby's arms, the small age gap between them was so insignificant to Josh, after all it appeared to make Bobby a more reliable person and definitely without question a better and exciting person to be in bed with. "Have you really fallen in love with me?" Josh spoke quietly. Bobby caressed his back "Yes" he replied kissing his head "something in me just told me you were the one". Josh looked up at him "I don't really know what love is Bobby, but I like how you make me feel". Bobby hugged him "You will know in your heart" he leaned his head back to look at Josh "stay here with me". Josh chuckled "Your not going to give in are you?" he asked nuzzling Bobby's neck. "Absolutely not Josh" Bobby replied stroking his back. Josh sighed "Okay" he casually replied as if just answering a simple question. Bobby kissed his head "Really you will?" he asked again seeking confirmation. "Yes" Josh bit down Bobby's neck giggling. Bobby smiled "It does mean living here at Liongate" he reminded him. Josh looked up at him "I don't mind, would we buy somewhere if it works out?" he asked Bobby. "I think so unless you get to attached here" he replied "anyway one thing is for sure Maddy loves having you around". Josh nodded and smiled "They have both been so good to us". Bobby looked at his phone for the time "Speaking of which we should join them for breakfast". Bobby and Josh were first in the breakfast room followed shortly by Maddy and David, Bobby nudged Josh to tell them he had decided to stay and see how things worked out. To say they were pleased was an understatement and Maddy more so and was already planning lunches before David stopped her excitement reminding her that he was also going to be working and not just living in LA. Maddy was not about to be beaten and negotiated with David and Bobby for at least 3 lunches a week, Josh sat there laughing in amusement as Maddy drove a hard bargain. It was only when she brought up Italy and Milan that he stopped laughing and looked at her, Bobby looked at Josh but before he could say anything Maddy told them the flights were booked and they would be leaving in two days time to spend 4 days in Milan. She went on to explain it was her way of saying thank you to Josh for being here for Bobby and helping him settle in, but also she loved that Josh would go out with her allowing her to get out of Liongate more. Josh knew from Ben how stubborn Mark was when he decided on something and that he got it from his mother so he laid down in submission accepting her generous offer happily. Ethan was eating breakfast and Angelo appeared with the mail for and handed a letter to Ethan, he opened the envelope which looked all official he saw it was from the county prosecutors suddenly all the memories of that night Matt came at him with the knife came flooding back, he looked up eyes watering as he pushed the letter over to Angelo who read it over and over as a tear fell from his eyes taking in the words from the page. Matt had got in to an altercation in the county jail whilst waiting assessment leading to his untimely death as a result of injuries he sustained, the paragraph was brief not going in to much detail. "You okay" Ethan asked looking at Angelo. Angelo pushed the letter away "I think so, it's very sad news" he paused "well it is finally finished". Ethan looked oddly at him "What has finished?" he asked. "He has finished trying to ruin my life" Angelo wiped his eyes "and now it's just us Ethan". "Absolutely, I want us to build our own life together Angelo" Ethan walked round to his side and kissed him. Angelo put his arm around Ethan "Are you going to keep the business law study going?" he asked. "You sound like my father... I suppose and I will need to find work" Ethan said suddenly hitting home on the realisation. Angelo laughed "We are rich Ethan you don't need to work". Ethan chuckled "Yeah forgot about that but I need something to do". Angelo kept quiet as David, Bobby and he had already thought of using Ethan to work with both of their companies with Jack's help. They were only going to be in Larchmont for several days more before heading back to LA as the deal with the company was all done, in a short space of time Tony had been recruited by Angelo and Raffa to manage the business as he was already working as a duty manager of a warehouse sales company and the fact Angelo trusted him was good enough for Raffa. The $1 million dollars was paid in to both of their families banks, Angelo knew that this the evening would be full of protesting about of the money as they were dining with both sets of parents. The evening didn't turn out to be so bad except they couldn't stop their parents for making plans to see them off at the airport. Ellie was not as upset as Ethan and Jack had expected or prepared for, she was more excited about visiting them in LA than they were about moving there. Adam and Tony were in the process of moving in to the house they now owned thanks to Mark when they received the news by text from Ethan about Matt. Adam sat there shocked as he remembered catching the stalker and having the most intense sex with the stranger at the time. Tony's phone pinged and he saw a message from Mark with their flight details as they were required to be in LA at the end of the month at the request of Daniel Salinger. Adam laid back on the sofa mildly amused "I think our lives will involve going back and forth to LA quite a bit". Tony plopped down next to him "No regrets about not moving out there?". Adam shook his head "No I am to east coast and like it here" he replied and kissing Tony "And you?" he asked looking at him. Tony paused for a moment before replying "Kind of but like you I am an NY through and through". Adam laughed "I still can't believe Ben came out and married Mark like that". "Why not?" Tony asked amused by his comment. Adam looked at him "We never got to have sex with him, or Ethan come to that". Tony pushed Adam "You trollop, but a lovely one at that who I am so in love with". Ethan hugged Ellie and his sister one more time as the stood by security at the airport, Jack and Angelo were talking then hugged each other hard. The previous evening they had discussed with them about the wedding that was still to take place in the Hamptons at the beach house. Angelo being very specific about where on the beach it would happen explaining it was where they realised their future, Ellie was pleased to take on organising it with the help of Margarite and Sandra. Ethan fired a warning shot to his mother about it being simple but romantic and not over the top. They waved one final time as they cleared security and into departures, they were being met by Mark and Ben where they were to stay at Liongate for as long as they wanted. Mark and Ben had already visited Ben's father since no one was home at Liongate due to the Milan trip, they were both excited to see Heike's plans for 321 St Pierre which struck a modern yet elegant balance but not flashy by any means, the work was to take 3 months to complete. Ben and Angelo had gone out together seeking offices close to Palisades whilst Mark took Ethan out looking at look at real estate, Ethan having never done this before was kind of lost as they sat in the office of the real estate agent Dimitri whom they chose more for his looks than reputation but it was a solid company around the area. Mark kept making glances at Ethan who was trying not to laugh as they made out the defined arms of the 24 year old Ukrainian, his blond hair and deep blue eyes were so mesmerising that they found themselves constantly asking him to repeat questions as they paid no attention. Dimitri was wondering if they were two guys bored and just out for some fun, he had no idea Mark Davenport sat in front of him just two very interesting and pretty hot guys. Dimitri cleared his throat "I asked what sort of budget do you have in mind?" he asked clearly focusing on Ethan. "Oh well what can I get for $5 million" Ethan said scratching his head as he spoke the word million. Dimitri looked at him cautiously "What area are you thinking of?" he replied. Ethan looked at Mark who answered "Near St Pierre". Dimitri tapped away on his computer wondering how old Ethan was "We have a property on St Cloud". Mark looked surprised "St Cloud?". "Yes" Dimitri answered "It is a discreet sale at $4.9 million" he looked at Mark and Ethan. "What is the address of the property?" Mark asked. Dimitri smiled "I am sorry sir I cannot divulge that information just yet". It was a kind of cat and mouse game as Dimitri was trying to suss them out as real buyers, Mark could clearly see that Dimitri was quite focused on Ethan when the conversation stalled. Ethan well he was quite charmed by him and his slight Russian accent punctuating between words, he was far off in a dreamy state before coming back to earth. "So how far is the property from 321 St Pierre and Liongate" Ethan asked seeing a surprised look appear on Dimitri's face. "Oh, do you know the owners of those properties?" Dimitri asked sounding interested. "Yes" Ethan replied "My friend here and his husband just brought 321 St Pierre" he now watched Dimitri. Mark nodded "And my family home is Liongate" he said trying not to play the revelation down. "I am terribly sorry" Dimitri apologised "It is 400 St Cloud walking distance to both". Ethan looked at Mark "Ideal if you don't mind us being so close" he said. Mark smiled "Perfect" he turned to Dimitri "We would like to view it now please". Within minutes they were driving up to 400 St Cloud and Ethan fell in love with it immediately, it was private, spacious with 7 bedrooms with a private apartment annexe and ideal. Mark phone Angelo and told them to come over and have a look, in the meantime Dimitri sat down in the dining room with Ethan. "I am sorry, I thought you were browsing for fun we get a lot of that" he explained to Ethan. Ethan smiled "That's okay, if it was anyone else we would have walked" he replied. Dimitri smiled "If you don't mind me asking, how old are you?". Ethan laughed loudly "19 and my partner is 26" he said after calming down. Dimitri just stared at him "Is a shame you have a partner" he winked just as Mark came back in. "Angelo and Ben are 15 minutes away" he stopped looking at them both "what is going on here?" Mark asked smiling. Ethan sat back in the chair "Getting to know Dimitri" he chuckled. Mark shook his head and kissed Ethan on the head "Angelo will be extremely jealous you know". Ethan looked up "I know" he looked at Dimitri "If you get us a good deal you can come to dinner". Dimitri looked at Mark who laughed "At Liongate" Dimitri asked looking stunned. Mark nodded "Yes but only if you get them a good deal $4 million on the nose". Dimitri nodded as Mark sat down and they chatted away waiting for Angelo and Ben, when they arrived Ben took a good long look at Dimitri as he showed Angelo and Ethan around again for the third time. Angelo kept a tight hold on Ethan who was outrageously flirting with Dimitri at every opportunity. They stood in the garden after inspecting the pool and grounds, the garden was pretty big for a the price tag. Dimitri was quite taken back by Angelo and kept imaging himself underneath that muscular body pleading for mercy as he fucked him relentlessly using him a toy for his own pleasure, but he also stopped reciprocating the flirting with Ethan when he clamped eyes on Angelo not wanting to get on the bad side of him. Angelo had his head to one side "I want a bigger pool" he said musing it over but being serious. "If you want to remodel we have a contractor and I can get you a good price" Dimitri said offering a suggestion. "It's lovely great for parties" Ben said catching up with them and lightly play punching Ethan who retaliated. Angelo knew from Ethan's eyes he loved the place "Well?" he said "put Ben down for a few minutes" he laughed. Ethan released Ben from the bearhug who was squirming and laughing "Do you like it?" he asked Angelo. Angelo nodded "It's fine, I like the location and the house but it is your decision Ethy". "Okay Dmitri, do some bargaining and remember what's at stake here" Ethan said then burst out laughing. Angelo picked Ethan up and flung him over his shoulder smacking his ass "What is at stake" he laughed. "Dinner at Liongate" Mark said chuckling. Dimitri was amused by how playful the four of them were as he walked away to make the phone call, Ethan watched him and he seemed to be talking for quite a long time on the phone and nodding as if the person the other end could see him. Eventually he hung up and walked back to the group. "They tabled $4.5 standard purchase agreement or $4 at 50% down payment" Dimitri said looking at Ethan and Angelo thinking it would be a deal breaker. Angelo held out his hand "$4 at 50% now" he shook hands with Dimitri lingering longer than usual. Ethan gave Dimitri and hug "Oh okay" Dimitri said smiling not sure if he should hug him back. They walked out of the house "7pm at Liongate Dimitri" Mark said shaking hands with him as they parted. Angelo and Ben set off again whilst Ethan and Mark drove back to Liongate laughing and discussing Dimitri wondering how big his tool is and weather he was hair or smooth. They got out of the car and headed inside, Ethan went up to change and go for a swim and Mark went to talk to the butler to advise they would be 5 for dinner that evening. Ethan was coming down the stairs when he bumped in to Pedro, he had never really given him much thought even though Ben would often rage how funny he was and very respectful to the family he was and in return they treated him with kindness and allowed him to have the freedom of Liongate. He still remained very discreet around Ethan despite being there for the few days over Christmas for the wedding. "Are you off out Pedro?" He asked noticing that he was wearing shorts and t-shirt. Pedro smiled "No sir I am just returning to my quarters" he replied courteously. Ethan continued down the stairs and turned "Why don't you come for a swim?" he called out to Pedro. Pedro stopped and turned to look at him "Maybe I will join you" he said "excuse me sir" and continued on his way. Ethan saw Mark in the sun lounge "Does Pedro like me?" he asked. "What, oh, yes he does but he is a little intimidated by you" Mark replied looking up from his phone "Why?". Ethan walked up to him "Never mind why, what do you mean intimidated?" he asked. Mark snickered "That your Angelo's boyfriend and he took a fancy to you judging by the way he watches you". "Oh right, you coming for a swim?" Ethan asked turning and walking off. Mark nodded telling Ethan he would be down in five to join him, Ethan dived in and began swimming then hearing a splash in the water he swam in a circle to see Pedro there and swam over towards him, as he got closer he put his arms around him and kissed him gently. Ethan looked at Pedro before saying to him that they needed to talk to clear the air between them. By the time Mark arrived Pedro and Ethan were talking and laughing as they swam around the pool. Angelo and Ben finally returned home at 4pm and Ben seeing everyone in the pool stripped off naked and jumped in. "How did it go?" Mark asked from the pool side. Angelo walked over "Yes all sorted we have some offices and signed the lease". Ben swam up behind Mark and climbed on his back "Tell him the other news as well". Mark kissed Ben "What other news Angelo?" he asked as his curiosity piqued. "Franco wants to move out here and work for me, plus he misses us all" Angelo replied waving Ethan to come over. Mark smiled "The ever not so gay now Franco wants to come out, but what about Josh?". Angelo nodded "That was my worry, he is just getting things together with Bobby". "Josh will be alright he has put the demon to bed" Ben said licking the back of Mark's neck. Ethan having heard most of the conversation joined in "What about Joaquim?". Angelo took his trainers off and dangled his feet in the pool "Turns out he has men in several cities". "Dirty little fucker" Ben said snickering "But I do feel for him". "His parents will only let him move here if he is working with me" Angelo said reaching down caressing Ethan's head. Ethan kissed his hand "So what's he problem?" he said looking between Angelo and Mark. "Somewhere to live is the problem" Angelo pulled Ethan out of the water to sit besides him. Ethan raised an eyebrow "So, we have brought a big house with a separate annexe, he can live there". Angelo looked at him "Are you sure?". Ethan leaned in a kissed Angelo "Definitely after all he is family and he was a good friend to us in college". Ben laughed "Yeah and he is a younger version of Angelo so it is kind of trading up" he continued snickering. Angelo pulled off his top before standing up "You better swim Ben". Ben laughed knowing Angelo was serious as he frantically swam away in panicked laughter unable to get very far as Angelo caught his legs and dragged him back clasping his arms around Ben's body and holding him half out of the water giggling and thrashing about. Ethan slipped back in to the pool "Aren't you going to rescue him some husband you turned out to be". Mark turned on Ethan "You both know the rules" he said as Ethan started backing away giggling. "I can take you anytime Mark" Ethan said as Mark continued moving forwards speeding up. Ethan felt arms grabbing him and holding him in place "Oh come on that's not fair" he heard Pedro laughing. Mark closed in on Ethan "Pedro is loyal to me Ethan he said bending forward. Ethan was ready to kiss with Mark but his face continued downwards and clamped on to his left nipple, Ethan began giggling and wriggling trying to free himself but Mark continued and held Ethan's legs to stop him escaping from them both. Ethan was aroused and gasping for air as he struggled to breath through his laughing and Pedro's tight hold on him he began pleading and apologising. Finally Mark let go and gave Ethan an evil grin before kissing him. Ethan still in Pedro's arms looked at Angelo "How did he know?" he asked amusingly. Angelo smiled "I have no idea" he replied chuckling. Mark kissed him again "I know your weak spot Ethy" he whispered and Ethan knew that Angelo must have let slip. Pedro released his hold and Ethan turned to him "And as for you..." he began moving towards him. Mark now grabbed Ethan from behind and Pedro moved forward taking hold of Ethan's legs who was now panicking again as he knew what was coming as he saw Pedro's head swiftly move down to his right nipple beginning a second round of pleasurable torture. Where Mark had nibbled and flickered his tongue, Pedro sucked and swirled his tongue nearly bringing Ethan to orgasm immediately. Stop stop stop he pleaded I am going to cum he cried out, Pedro stopped and tongued Ethan deeply as Angelo walked over with Ben still giggling trapped in those magnificent muscled arms. Pedro had momentarily forgotten about Angelo and slightly backed off, Angelo released one arm from Ben and put it around Pedro's shoulder pulling him close their mouths locked and kissed for a moment. Ethan climbed out of the pool his cock still rock hard under his trunks he called out 'Angelo I need you' he said rubbing his cock. Angelo released Ben and shot out of the pool but he couldn't wait until they dried off and got to their room. He clamped his arm around Ethan's waist from behind and slipped his trunks down freeing Ethan's cock and exposing his ass. Angelo had his underwear on which slipped down easily, he grabbed hold of his cock and lined it up to Ethan's ass who looked horrified as he was about to get a pounding judging by how horny Angelo looked and in front of everyone. But he had no time to react as he felt his ass prising open accepting his lovers sex. He moaned and gasped several times as he felt Angelo impaling him deeper on his cock. Ethan tried to look away as he knew the others were watching from the pool and didn't want to look embarrassed. His back arched as Angelo wasted no time and went in to hard deep and fast thrusting, Ethan turned his neck and immediately his mouth filled with Angelo kissing him passionately, Ethan's arm grabbed around Angelo's head holding him on to his mouth, his other hand stroking his leaking cock as he shot his load straight away. His ass muscles clenching through the orgasm brought Angelo over the edge, he moaned in to Angelo's mouth feeling those familiar hips pushing and connecting to his body, it felt as though each pulse in Angelo's cock reverberated through his entire body. He felt like he was floating but in reality Angelo was holding him so tight and deep on his cock his feet had actually left the ground they stood on. Ethan pulled Angelo's head closer to kiss him deeper, they both became aware of the round of applause from the swimming pool. Angelo saw the funny side and pretended to bow, slipping his cock out he pulled Ethan's trunks back up packing his cock away neatly then pulling his underwear up they both looked at each other and laughed before kissing and Ethan whispering to him that he was still horny and needed his man in bed. Angelo smiled and took his hand as they walked back to the house. "Well that's a first" Mark said feeling very aroused at their private porn show. Ben looked at him his own cock digging in to the back of Mark "What seeing them having sex?". Mark nodded "That and it being done by the pool, but my god Ethan can take a pounding". "He is so sexy watching him getting fucked" Pedro said as he leaned on the side of the pool. Ben looked at Pedro "We need to find you a boyfriend Pedro". Pedro smiled "No, I like my sex free and easy for now" he said getting out of the pool. "Well husband" Ben nuzzled up to Mark "Fancy putting your jock strap on I need it bad". Mark laughed and kissed him "Thought you would never ask". Ethan laid underneath Angelo with his cock still firmly embedded after making love for the fourth time, their intimacy and closeness was undeniable as was their love for each other. Ethan looked at the clock then squeezed his arms around Angelo kissing him again trying to roll Angelo over who laughed at his feeble attempts 'Have I worn you out?' he chuckled extracting his cock, Ethan wriggled on the bed 'No I will want you again later' feeling freedom return he gave a long content sigh as he watched Angelo get up off the bed. Angelo held his hand out and pulled Ethan up to get him moving but Ethan wrapped his arms around Angelo and kissed him 'Love you so much Angelo' he said cuddling up to him 'I know you do you just showed me' he patted Ethan's ass and lifted him up carrying him to the wet room where they showered together. Mark laid on Ben's back with him pinned face down on the bed tenderly kissing his neck, his ass gently clenched pushing his cock deep in to Ben after his last orgasm. Ben made quiet happy moans as Mark bit his neck gently pulling his cock out and climbing off the bed taking the jock strap off 'Leave that by the bed' Ben said to him before Mark could put it away in a draw, he turned and grinned 'My dirty little rich bitch' he growled and Ben laughed shaking his own cock 'Hey not so much of the little' they burst out laughing and Mark jumped back on the bed and kissed him lovingly. As Mark got off the bed again Ben laid there still unable to come to terms whenever Mark used the word rich. Mark still showed no signs of his wealth when they went out on their own, he was just Mark to him a person whom he loved and he was still Ben who would work for a living whenever Angelo got the business set up. He was happy and he loved his new life, yes the trappings were amazing but importantly he had Ethan and Josh out here and he would also be working with Josh, he smiled to himself as he thought of his new friends the movie star and of course the guys from Barbados. His thoughts interrupted when Mark threw a towel at him telling him to get showered and changed for dinner. Dimitri arrived and stepped out of his car looking up at Liongate in amazement, apart from the on line satellite images of the area it was indeed much more impressive in real life behind the tall gates. Mark opened the ornate oversized front doors and walked out to greet him. "Hi, seriously I'm sorry for this morning and thank you for inviting me for dinner" Dimitri was in awe. Mark smiled "Shows you are a discreet and very good agent, now the pool at the house and this is between us" he looked at Dimitri. He nodded "Yes of course" Dimitri said in assuring client confidentiality mode. "I will cover the cost for it, it's my present to Angelo and Ethan" Mark said "but they don't know this". Dimitri nodded "Of course Mr Davenport, what budget do you have?". Mark looked sternly at him "Dimitri it is Mark please and call it $300k max". Dimitri looked shocked "Wow that's a big budget for a pool" he replied. Mark laughed and signalled for Dimitri to come in "Angelo wants a big pool so give him one". All though dinner Dimitri tried to play it cool but he was loving the company and dining in such magnificence, it was the first time he had been in one of these mansions without having to sell it so he was completely at ease. As for the company he just loved watching Ethan move, he had a perfect ass and wonderful muscle sculpting which he guessed must be from working out with his boyfriend Angelo who himself was a walking sex machine. Then there was Ben, one could say he was very ordinary by Ethan's standard but he had a touch of naivety about him, a face of a model that was crafted exquisitely but it was evident he was in love with Mark completely. Mark who he found to be most interesting was simply your average jock, he was powerful but not as big as Angelo, his dark hair and faint Mediterranean looks complimented his confidence. But it was Pedro who really turned Dimitri's head, a lost soul in some respects but incredibly attractive carrying off his Latino looks with spectacular effect that kept drawing Dimitri's attention. His admiration of Pedro didn't go unnoticed by Mark and Ben but they kept dinner dignified until they all walked in to the lounge for coffee. Dimitri with his real estate head on couldn't help but wandering around looking over every inch in the lounge whilst Mark chatted to him explaining things. They came across a bank of photographs that Maddy had Bobby do after they returned from Barbados. Dimitri smiled and looked at Mark "Your wedding?" Mark smiled "Yes and this one is our honeymoon and this..." Dimitri stopped him. "Is that... oh my god it is Nicky and Kit" Dimitri shook his head in amazement "unreal Mark". Mark put his arm around Dimitri's shoulder "And this is our little family" he said pointing to one of the photos. Dimitri looked "Little family?" he looked up at Mark slightly turned on "So you four but who are the rest". Mark looked "That is Josh, Franco, Bobby, Adam and Tony, couple, couple, single" he explained. Dimitri nodded paying closer attention to Franco in the picture "Franco has similar looks to Angelo". Mark laughed "Angelo and Franco are cousins, but don't be fooled Franco is very loyal and protective". Dimitri ran his finger over Franco "Protective of who?" he asked. Ben walked up "Me, Ethan and Josh, we all went to the same college along with these two who are in NY". Ben and Mark looked at each other and laughed dragging Dimitri away from the photos as Pedro walked in to serve coffee. Conversation swayed about many different things but mostly about Dimitri discovering that his family moved here 9 years ago and how he was very much an outcast through school and college because of his Russian accent and how very few real friends he had as his parents kept tight control over his activities. More importantly it was a happy life and he loved living in America rather than oppressive post Russian Ukraine. Ethan felt many similarities from his controlling father during his childhood through to this college education. "I understand Dimitri my father is controlling, well sort of still pulling the strings" Ethan looked at Angelo. Angelo shrugged his shoulders and smiled "I don't know what your talking about Ethy". Ethan nodded "I knew it, he is getting you to do his dirty work now" he laughed. "He tried but I made it clear it is your decision what you do" Angelo said truthfully to Ethan. Ethan and Ben found Dimitri to be very fascinating and seemed to be kind of struggling to get out of his closet and to close the door behind him. Dimitri stood and made his exit as he had work in the morning and they all walked him out to the front of Liongate. Once again he thanked them for dinner and most of all for brightening up his day as he held out a hand to Mark who looked at it, but he stepped forward opening his arms to embrace him. Dimitri shifted on the spot and quickly looked around to make sure no one could see them, he finally relented and hugged Mark who kissed him on the cheek and whispered softly 'the two young ones won't settle for a kiss on the cheek' and letting go he patted Dimitri's ass noticing a very Russian grin on his face. Angelo gave him a hug which was a little overwhelming and an instant turn on. Ben caught the whiff of Dimitri's cologne as they hugged and then kissed him on the mouth, Ethan followed suit and Dimitri quickly jumped in to his car said goodbye and drove off. Ben looked at Ethan then turned to Mark and Angelo "He has a big cock it was rock hard" Ethan said with Ben nodding. They burst out laughing and went back inside Liongate arms around each other "Very sexy" Ben said. Ben, Ethan and Josh stepped out of the limousine with Nicky who dismissed her driver for the day, they had spent the day on set as Nicky's guests and were meeting up with the rest of the guys at her house in Stone Canyon for dinner. They were already making plans to have a dinner party at St Cloud and St Pierre as well as Liongate in the months ahead. Kit and Angelo were making dinner, Mark was banished from the kitchen as they didn't want his pasta dish so he sat outside with Bobby cuddled up chatting. Josh and Bobby had returned from Milan and had been busy meeting new clients as their list of celebrities was growing by the day since Nicky and Kit had put word out, Josh was busy building the website and was ever more closer to Bobby since their trip to Milan, today though he was feeling tired and hot. Angelo had opened the west coast branch and Ben was sort of working when Mark would let him leave Liongate and the marital bed, Ethan well he just plodded around Liongate and would often join Maddy for lunch or be with Mark when Ben went in to work. Nicky and Kit's phones simultaneously pinged during dinner, she reached over and had a quick look. "Oh it's from Jordan and Daniel" she opened the message "Arriving tomorrow, need somewhere to stay" she laughed. "Easy" Mark said "Tell them they are staying at Liongate with us". "What about Callum and Steve?" Nicky asked looking at Mark. Mark chuckled "Them as well, we have plenty of bedrooms" he said. Mark quickly checked with his parents who had flown off to Colorado and would be back the next day, everything was sorted and Bobby decided to grab a few photos of the casual dinner party in Stone Canyon which he knew would get snapped up by the glossy magazines. The evening just seemed to fly past as they were having so much fun, Josh on the other hand had fallen asleep outside on the terrace feeling hot and nauseous but he didn't want to bother anyone's evening, in his head he had a feeling he knew what his sickness meant. Bobby came outside and sat with him concerned by how quickly he was getting worse. =============== P.S. I am away for a couple of weeks in Canada and Alaska guys so please be patient

My man an I have a hybrid solution. After catching him 'cheat' with text messages a few years ago we settled on a new policy: All sex is considered a SPORT! No jealousies, no 'fear' no blame-games, no hypocrisy and all sex MUST BE CONSUMMATED BAREBACK! Has worked like a charm! I wished he 'cheated' more often! I certainly fulfill my end of the bargain! And we brag/share the stories afterwards! So hot!

most recent load was at 3am this morning...I work at the Walmart near my house as a stocker (not stalker lol) ...took my managers load by the loading dock lol...ironic lol. he's not the best lookin guy in the world but ugh fuck he's got a nice big thick cock...but yeah...hehe...was a pretty good load hehe

A few months ago I met the cutest little bear at the local bear bar. We hit it off immediately and we both wanted to breed…bad. He was with friends and had to go. We exchanged numbers but nothing became of that. I had a few j/o fantasies about him but moved on to other dick. Night before last he messaged me online. We did the typical “how are you?” back and forth until he told me he needed some cum in his ass bad. I gave him directions and thirty minutes later he was on my doorstep. We sat on the sofa, had a drink and played the “first move” game. Normally this is not a game I play. I jump on it right away, but he was so cute and shy it made my poz cock throb just watching him so uncomfortable. I finally stood up and told him I was going to get naked and he could join me if he wanted to. What a sweet little fucker. Nice even coat of curly fur, perky round hairy ass, and the cutest little set of cock and balls on the planet. We made out for quite a while before exchanging blowjobs. I wanted him to beg for it so did not mind extending the foreplay for as long as possible. Then I pulled out my secret weapon, I started to deep tongue his sweet little hole. So fuckin tasty! He moaned like a bitch in heat. Finally he turned over, looked me in the eye and said, “I want you to bare fuck me.” Wow, you do not have to ask twice. Funny thing is I am 90% a bottom but his attitude turned me into a pig top from hell. The thought of infecting this cute guy was driving me wild. I threw his legs up and began lubing my cock with spit. He kept telling me how much he wanted my cum. His sweet little hole made my average cock feel like a twelve incher. He took it like a champ. As I said, I am a bottom so breeding this little bear did not take long. I shot deep and hard filling him with my infection. We spooned for a while with my cock inside. He finally looked over and asked me if I had just knocked him up. I simply said “yeah.” He pulled off me and said “Good. Want me to return the favor?” I wasn’t sure if he was poz or was chasing, but within a few seconds I was on my hands and knees taking his sweet little cock. After he shot in me we put on clothes and he left. Fuck I hope I was the one to knock him up.

:DI recommend a nice open back jock strap. I either wear nothing or the jock strap.