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Part 3 - Broken The room felt warmer, I was definitely sweating a bit, Paul was boring his tongue into my mouth and his cock into my asshole, a steady rhythm accompanied by the soft sound of his penetrations. He moved his lips from mine, licking his way to an armpit, then bathing my pit with his tongue, pushing against it, rubbing his scruff on that tender, sensitive skin. I was squirming beneath him, gasping, small sounds escaping, as he moved to the other side and did the same. My pits are supersensitive in the same way nips are on lots of other guys, and the way he was working them over was almost too much. Grabbing my upper arms, he pinned them down, settling his body on mine, using his heavier weight to keep me from wriggling so much. “Something wrong, faggot? Can’t control yourself?” He started slamming his cock into me, hard and deliberate. “No - nothing - just, shit, it’s crazy - I mean, this…” My voice trailed off, in my fucked up state I couldn’t put a sentence together. My whimpers resumed. He paused for a second, grabbed poppers, shoved them under a nostril. Obediently, I inhaled once, then again. My head started to spin, now my boipussy somehow was more open, even warmer. “You want my load in your cunt?” I just looked at him, the poppers had now made even speaking a challenge. Unexpectedly, he slapped me, more than lightly. Startled, I didn’t answer at first, then looked at him and nodded. Another slap, “What? Answer me.” “Yes, please, breed my ass, fucking mark my party hole.” “You’re such a fucking pigboy.” “Please.” He started to piston in and out off my hole, drilling in rough and deep, breathing harder. His face contorted, then came a torrent of abuse and cum. "Fuck! Yeah, you’re getting it! What all you whores want. Take my cum. Take it. This cunt is mine. You fucking slut!” Paul was pressing deep, forcing the sperm in, ramming his dick, I could feel the heat and wetness of his load start to seep around my ass lips. He bent down again and kissed, forcefully. The pace slowed, he was reveling in the sensations of my open hole, his cum, the warmth, the conquest. We made out, then he rose up off me, pulled all the way out except for the head, used his finger to trace the outline of my asshole, stretched wide with his cock. Took some of his seed on his fingers, fed it to me, roughly moving his fingers inside my mouth. I sucked them clean. I had lost any sense of control. Of my body, emotions, any ability to do anything except obey and be used. I was broken.

Mark sent Justin a message on BBRT and a text to his phone that said I sent you a message on BBRT, sign inwhen you get home and look for a message from RockHard4hotass. Justin text him back and asked a ton of questions but Mark just text him back and that he could not text right now but to text back and email both me and your new friends back as soon as you reed the messages. Got it? Justin said Yes I will. Justin tried to sign on his phone but could not remember the password he had it written down on his desk. It was only two hours till he was off work but it felt like 10 hours when he was finally able to head to his car and head home. Twenty minute drive and he could sign on finally. Justin seemed to hit ever stop light, he pulled up in front of his house 25 minutes later and his neighbor Joe was out, Justin tried to rush into the house but Joe stopped him to talk about his lawn and how Justin backed up and ran over his grass at the corner of the drive. WTF, is all Justin could think about but he quickly apologized and told Joe he would not do it again and rushed into his apartment. Once inside he rushed to his computer and turned it on and pulled up BBRT and signed on. There were 25 messages, Justin opened the email and found Mark's email. Mark: Good boy, you are one horny fuck. I can not be there but a good buddy is going to help you tonight. Open his email and you must follow his instructions. You will do that right boy. Email me back that you agree and text me. No questions, just be a good boy and help my buddy out. Justin paused and tried to think, he was rock hard and then a text came in. It was from Mark, "Hey boy, I see you opened my email now send me an email back and text me that you will follow my buddies instructions and service him like the good little cock hound you are!" Got it? Justin sent the email, saying wanted to help out his buddy and he would follow his instructions. He then text Mark the same, Mark text back open his email he is horny as fuck and needs you! Do it now! Justin text him back Okay! He put the mouse over the email, he could see it read Slut you ready for some big dick! Justin took a deep breath and opened the email. Slut boy, you have two minutes to send me your address, phone number. If I do not hear from you in the next two minutes I will block you. Justin emailed him back with his address and phone number and then went to look at his pictures. Wow, this guy had a hot body and he was young and hung. His profile says negative, what a relief Justin thought, then his phone buzzed. Fuck Just looked at it and it had to be this guy, Slut I am heading over be there in 20 min. Shower and clean out, I may want to taste that boy pussy. Justin had only done enema's twice before and he remembered he had one from the three pack. Justin got undressed and grabbed it from under the sink and followed his guys instructions. While he was cleaning up and out, Justin thought fuck what the hell am I doing. His dick was rock hard and he finished up and slipped on a jock and a pair of basket ball shorts and a tank top. Then his phone buzzed again. I am two minutes away, I want the door unlocked, you on your knees, I want you in a jock and nothing else. Justin Froze. The guys text do you hear me? Just text back okay. Text me when you are on your knees in front of the door with your eyes looking at the floor. Just quickly got in place and text him and it was not more than ten second later Justin hear the door open and he was so tempted to look up but he kept his gaze on the floor. He heard the guy say, fucking hot little slut! Keep looking down, Justin did and he saw the guys feet come into site. Work out shoes, maybe he had come from the gym? Just soon felt the guys crotch against his head and the guy said look up a little and kiss my dick you fag. Justin started to his the guys crotch, he was not sure he liked being called a fag but his dick was even harder for some reason. Was this guy actually straight, OMG. The guy let Justin kiss on his dick and balls and then he told Justin to suck his cock, Justin went to pull the guys short down and the guy slapped his head, Fucker I did not say take my shorts down, suck it right there like you have been kissing it. Justin was annoyed that he had hit him so hard but his dick seemed to like it and Justin sucked away at the guys dick and then without notice the guys pulled on the sides of his shorts and let his dick flop out. This is what the little fag has wanted all day isn't it. His and suck the head boy, Justin kissed the head and it was all cummy and then he licked it and sucked on it and took a little more in his mouth and really wanted to go deep but the guy held his head and said go slow faggot slut. Good boy, Just could feel him getting harder the more he sucked. The guy kicked off his shoes and said where is your bed fag? Justin pointed, the guys said, don't look at me just turn toward your room and go to the end of your bed and get on yours knees just like you were when I walked in. I will be right in.

Who else here loves dirty / musky jocks & undies. No scat just sweat, piss and cum stains.

I was itchy stepping up to the tattoo parlor with fear and excitement. Once I found out I was poz I was ready to make the next move and mark it so everyone else knew of my new station in life. The guy who pozzed me was so happy for me he set up an appointment for me with his ink guy and told me I could get as much ink as I wanted on him to celebrate it. I had a few ideas of what I wanted and I was ready for whatever came next. I walked into the shop and was greeted by an extremely hot blonde man with an extremely buff body that could easily be on the cover of GQ and any weight lifting magazines. I already started to drool seeing this Adonis in front of me. His tattoos went all down his arms and made him even more sexy. His green eyes were so bright when he saw me walk in and he smiled showing his bright white teeth. He walked up to me and put me in a big bear hug and I could feel his hard cock push up against me and it made me so hard in my pants and I know he could feel it as well. Elijah it's great to meet you Jimmy had told me the great news and I am happy to hear you're one of us but he didn't tell me how cute you are. Strip down for me and let me see what my canvas will look like before. Now I'm not a big guy, I'm 5ft 7 and weigh in at 175 pounds with a swimmers build being on the swim team in school. I have black hair and blue eyes and a nice six pack from swimming and from spending some time in the gym. I have a nice bubble butt that everyone tells me they love when they eat it out and push their cocks into my tight hole. My cock surprised everyone because they couldn't expect someone of my size. When they saw that someone like me had an 11 inch cock hard and 8 soft I always got whoever was fucking me to shove my monster in their ass as well and I always obliged. I got the same reaction out of Sam when he saw me and loved that I also had a nice PA right on the head and a Jacobs ladder to go with. Sam like everyone else looked like a deer in headlights but quickly recovered his composure and went straight down on his knees in front of me and engulfed my cock in one fell swoop. I was shocked that he was able to go straight down on me and I tried my hardest to not cum right there. After sucking me for a few minutes he got up and bear hugged me again saying he was just in so much shock that he had to do that. I told him that it was more than fine and I hopped we could do more of that sometime. He said he hopped so but for now let's get down to why we are both here. Sam went over to the door and locked the door and turned off the open light and closed the curtains. We talked for a bit and we went over what I would like to have done tonight. I explained that I wanted to get to b Red biohazard tattoos on my nipples and the the letter P on my left buttcheek another biohazard symbol on my hole for O and the Z on my right cheek so now everyone who spreads my ass knows about me. I could see Sam was so turned on with that idea he was openly stroking his hard cock in his pants. I told him he could get more comfortable if he wanted to and in an instant he was naked showing off more of his tattoos and I could also see he as well had a nice spiked PA on his 8 inch cock. Just like him when I saw it I engulfed his cock to the root like he did with me. I loved the taste of his cock and loved the feeling of his thick cock in my throat. Sam shaked at this surprised and had to grab the chair to help steady himself. Sam moaned as I lapped around his cock with my expert tongue making Sam moan even more. I could feel his balls start to tighten so I pulled off of him because I wanted his load somewhere else instead of my mouth. I stood up and smiled at Sam and let him catch his breath a bit and kissed Sam deeply on the lips and inserted my tongue deep into his mouth. Once we were done with the heavy make out session Sam had me bend over so he could look at my hole and ass to assess what needed to be done. I felt a chill as he rubbed his finger around my pink hole and a shock when he pushed it in all the way and it made me jump. Sam chuckled at my response and commented on how sensative I was. Well Elijah everything looks good but there was one more thing I need to do before we can start. I looked over at him and saw how much he was dripping precum and had an idea as to what he was going to say. He saw me looking and said "yeah you were right I need to have at that ass before we can start." I smiled back at him and bent over the tattoo table and shook my ass teasing him to come get it. Close your eyes sweetheart I got a few surprises in store for you. I got excited and closed my ass as requested and then I could feel something cold go around my my wrists and ankles and now felt I couldn't move. I was a little scared now but Sam rubbed my ass cooing at me that everything was going to be fine. Sam walked away from me again and because I wasn't instructed to open my eyes I kept them shut tight. I could hear more sounds of footfalls that sounded more like more people around me and it made me a bit more panicked. After the sounds quited now Sam's voice said you can go ahead and open your eyes now. I opened them and the first thing I saw was Jimmy naked as the day he was born along with about twenty other guys all naked and I could see all of them sporting bright red biohazard tattoos and they all said surprise.

It's been a while since I had the apartment to myself. I always love when my BF goes out for an extended time and I get to be a slutty cumdump at home. I really get off on being loaded up with other guys' cum and my BF has no idea about all the sperm swimming in my ass. He had something to do all day Sunday and had to leave by 5:30 am. I woke up with him and immediately put an ad up on bbrts that I was hosting any and all loads...none refused...mouth and ass were fair game. I was a little worried that I would get tweakers who had been up all night and wouldn't be able to get it up, but I figured there would be some horny guys who had been out on Saturday night and still up or some early risers. Sadly, I wasn't getting any serious responses until this one Asian Latino mixed guy with no face pic responded that he wanted to shoot his load in my ass before meeting friends. He asked if I had any loads in me yet. I told him he would be my first of the day (first of many if I was lucky.) I was horny in cumdump mode so I gave him my address, not caring what he looked like. I put on my tank top and well-worn and semen stained black jock. When I wear that, it means, "ignore my cock. I want you in my ass." He was over in 10 minutes, catching me off guard. He was substantially shorter than he said, but cute. Within 30 seconds, I was on my knees, working his tenting cock with my mouth through his sweats. He was very verbally responsive, which I love since I know he's enjoying it. I slide his shoes of while continuing to work his cock. I pull his pants down and work on him through his briefs, occasionally sliding my tongue through the leg hole to lick his balls and that drives him wild. I slide his briefs down and take him all the way in my mouth. He's not particularly big, but a good size to throat without gagging. I also was happy it would be a nice size to start a cumdump day. He's loving the bj so much I'm a little worried he'll cum in my mouth and in won't get fucked. I move over to the couch and keep working him. He's that size where I can have him all the way in my mouth and still use my tongue very freely. His precum tastes great. He’s moaning and then says what I’ve been waiting for, “turn around and show me your asshole.” In a flash, I was on all fours. He was so wet with my spit and precum that he slid right in all the way. He fucked like a champ for about 15 minutes. I didn’t expect him to last long since he seemed so close. When he came, he screamed. He finally pulled out, still hard, and laid back. I went down on him to clean him off. To my delight, he stayed hard and put his hands on the back of my head. He said he always cums more than once and did I want another load. Fuck yeah! He fucks my mouth like that for 10 minutes and blasts another good sized load. Yum! To my delight, he pulled my back onto all fours and mounted me again. My ass is still lubed with his first load. He fucked me like a jack rabbit like that for a few minutes before having me lay face down and switching to a slow fuck. At this point I’m amazed and thrilled that he’s stayed hard the whole time. After about 20 more minutes of this, he says he wants to cum in mouth again because he like what my face looks like while I’m tasting his load. I gladly swallow that third load. He gets dressed, still hard and says he’d love to keeping fuming in me all day, but had to meet his friends. He left me all primed for more cock, but sadly it was nothing but flakes after that. Glad I got to keep that load in my ass all day, though.

One summer day, my husband and I spent a couple of hours clearing brush and vines in our yard. A couple of days later, I noticed a rash of small red bumps on my arms. They didn't itch, but they kept spreading. When they didn't go away and actually spread all over my arms and hands, I went to the doctor. He turned my hands over. I soon as he saw the rash extended to the palms of my hands, he knew it was syphilis. He had to run the test to confirm, but he was sure he was right. A few days later he got the test back, and I got a huge shot of penicillin in my ass. Apparently I had missed the initial infection most likely because it was inside my ass. I had progressed to second-stage without ever knowing I was infected. That night, I was suddenly wracked with unbearable pain all over my body. No one warned me about the possibility of a Jarisch-Herxheimer reaction, and it was most unpleasant for a few hours. Luckily, we had pain medication in the house because I get migraines. Essentially if you have a really well-established bacterial infection and get it treated, the bacteria all start to die and once and flood your body with toxins. Apparently, it can be dangerous, but for me it was just unpleasant. Within a week, my skin cleared up completely.

My first time using poppers was unexpected. I met a short smaller man on Grindr that wanted to meet up and go to the ABs. Naturally I said yes, I’ve never used poppers before but I had known about them, he kept telling on the way over that his poppers were very good and that I would not have a headache. I said, I may give this a try, I was so horny not having cum for over 3 days. We got to the abs and it was a bit empty, we walked to the back where there was a larger room and both went in, he immediately started kissing me and put his hand down my pants and started feeling my cock, I was enjoying the tongue action More that the cock play, soon enough he had my pants at my ankles and I was sucking his hairy brown Latino cock. He precummed all over my lips and I was savoring every drop, he wanted to fuck me and then proceeded to flip me around and spread some lube on my hole. He then tore the condom wrapper and rolled one on, soon enough he was pushing at my hole hard while sniffing the poppers. He was fucking my ass like a man with little to loose, he just wanted to fuck, and I was ok with that. I was moaning loudly while he was piston fucking me, my ass was loving every inch and my cock was rock hard sticking out from under me, he was only interested in himself and I love that while being fucked. My hole is to be used by a man possessed. eventually he pulled out of me and motioned me to suck his cock, I pulled the rubber off and Started sucking furiously, so hungry for his cum in my mouth. He was pumping my face as he braced me against the wall tears and spit rolled down my face and I barely got a second to breathe. I was staring up at him and he presented the little brown bottle to me- I figured I’m here in a stall getting abused like this, fuck yeah, let’s try it. I took a good long whiff and didn’t notice anything, I did notice my jaw and throat feeling a bit more relaxed, my mouth was juicy and there was no more gagging, my head felt light and there was a warm feeling, a hot horny feeling....I sucked that cock and it was slick- there was that thick slick saliva that makes it good for fucking. I wanted him inside me again, I took another couple of popper whiffs and so did he, the wave of extacy hit me instantly, my hole opened up, while he was attempting to get a condom out of the package, I grabbed his rock hard cock and pushed it into my hole in one motion, he immediately said Nooooooo, but didn’t protest, I was riding his BB cock now and he was loving it. He started fucking my and calling me all the nasty names, telling me how much he wanted to breed my Cunt, I was begging for his cock, he then said that he was close and we both did some more poppers while he pumped me full of his seed. He kept his cock inside me and stared fucking me again using his cum as lube and also fingering me, my hole felt wet and I could feel it burn from the rough fingering. He bred me again and pulled out. Made me spin around and suck my ass juices off his dick, I could taste the iron from my blood and the cum with my fluids. My hole was wrecked and I loved it. I was still high as kite and the guy from the next stall punched his cock through the hole in the wall, I wanted to suck him without the wall, so I went over and saw this mid 30’s chubby white guy with a thick cut cock that badly needed attention, I walked over and just sat on his cock bareback and let him use my hole, I took some poppers and gave him some also he was fucking me hard and my buddy had his hardening cock in my mouth again. I was being BB spit roasted while high on poppers by two random men, the buddy in the back then began to breathe heavily and I felt his cock blowing his load into my gaping sloppy ass. He pulled out and I licked him clean. He quickly left- maybe to go back to his wife. My first buddy then went to town running my hole and then quickly fucked me and blew another load. from then onwards I don’t have sex without poppers. I love them, my ass loves them.

Hopefully Bryon will be able to poz a young 18 year old guy, perhaps a young dancer

I've been in Phoenix a lot lately. I've actually been bidding PHX layovers as much as possible lately. I have a few guys there I play with, and hooking up downtown during the daytime is pretty easy. My last post included a guy I called "muscles" who I met at Flex. We exchanged numbers and I contacted him a few days before my last trip. He was eager to meet up again, and would venture down to my hotel. He'd be free around 10pm. When he got to my room, we made out for a few minutes before getting undressed. He'd told me via text that he likes to kiss a lot, and he wasn't kidding. And he's really good at it. We got undressed, got on the bed, pressed our bodies together, and continued the make out session. We'd pause briefly to taste and explore each other...some oral, some rimming, and more kissing. He's very sexy and feels so good to grope and fondle. When he told me he was ready to pound my ass and I was excited and agreed that I was ready for that too! He eased in slowly but quickly picked up the pace. True to his word he pounded hard for a while before slowing down to a steady fuck, teasing my hole with the head of his dick (that drives me WILD). He said he didn't want to cum too soon, even though this was kind of late for him on a weeknight. He continued this rhythm of hard pounding/slow teasing a few times before he started fucking faster and unloading in me. When he pulled out I was laying on my back with my knees up, and he positioned himself laying with his head near my ass and he started licking my sloppy hole. This surprised me a little bit, but I loved that he liked to eat a loaded ass. Now the question is, will he eat only his load out of my ass or will he eat any load out of my hole? Hopefully I'll be able to find out! "Muscles" stayed until about 11:30, but needed to get home as he had a busy schedule the next day. I told him I'd be back again on the 28th of this month and he's willing to come back for another round. We should be able to meet up earlier in the evening next time, so hopefully we can play even longer.

l like how it lets men show bottoms that we really don't give a fuck about them as human beings. We don't wanna date you or get to know you or start up a relationship with you.We are literally just using you to get ourselves off.Usually I don't care if I ever see you again once I'm done using a cumdump. Bottoms don't worry about whether we respect them cause it's pretty obvious we don't. Like if I fuck some whore in a darkroom why would I respect it? Lt's just some dirty whore taking loads from strangers not relationship material. It's purpose is taking loads so that's what I use it for. No drama, no bullshit, no pretend romance. I use its body then move on.

A cocksucker has no right to push back. Their job is to get their mouth and throat used for whatever men want to use it for and as hard as they want to use it. If a man wants to choke a faggot unconscious with his cock he has every right to do it. Same if he wants to use the faggots throat for a toilet or an ashtray or a place to spit.

Zone LA Sunday evening. Hottest sex I've had in a long while, changing my opinion of this place. I took 6 loads in under 90 minutes and nobody tried to use a condom, which is not my past experience there - though it's been a while. Load 1 - within five minutes of arrival - hot ,muscular middle eastern guy, 8" tick cut cock (larger than I expected 😲), mid to late 30s. I walked up the stairs near the glory hole booths on the first level and he was standing alone near the top. Brief eye contact, mutual interest, we stepped into nearest booth and closed the door. Sucked him for a few minute then stood up and bent over. He forced in, balls deep with just a little spit and a few thrusts. It was a painful start but I told him to keep going and I was fine within a minute or two. He fucked me pretty aggressively for about 3-5 minutes with a few awkward stops and starts then pulled out. I asked him to give me his load and he said "I did". I reached around and felt a gob of cum on my hole. No other words were exchanged. Load 2 - I stayed on the top level and a hot latin guy, late 20s, almost immediately grabbed me and took me to the back corner of the top level of the glory hole arcade in the middle. You know that really dark area. I have no idea where he came from but suspect he was loitering around the booth I was getting fucked in and wanted to be next. He stuck is tongue down my throat and my hand went down his pants. I felt a semi hard very meaty uncut cock. He turned me around and bent me over and licked my ass which certainly gave him a big taste of the load that had been in me for less than a minute. He stood up, now fully hard and very hung and pushed in. His uncut cock felt so nice after the first fuck. This guy clearly wanted to cum because he fucked hard from the start and i could feel and hear him building up the whole time. He was a very experienced top who knew how to fuck and every action was for his pleasure. He stayed inserted right to his balls the whole time but managed to use every millimeter of his foreskin to have full thrusts, resulting in an amazing feeling for me. He also assertively postponed me to exactly the angle he wanted. He fucked me for a little under 10 minutes until he mound and blasted inside me. We'd formed quite a crowd by that point and I don't think he liked that because he ran away quick. He shot a massive load which was running down my leg. I stuck around for a second to see if mister next was there but I didn't like my options. Can't decide if this or No. 6 below was the best of the night. Load 3 - Went back downstairs, to the glory hole arcade and walked around for a few minutes. A shy, thin white guy, maybe early 40s gave me a smile and stepped in a booth. I entered the booth next to him and he stuck his cock through the hole. Nice size cock but not as big as the first two. Sucked him for a few minutes, he signaled for my cock which I let him suck for a few minutes (he gave great head). He stopped sucking signaling it was my turn again and I decided to offer my ass. I thought that would scare him away but, to my surprise, I felt his cock at my hole. He slid in, fucked for a few minutes and gave me his load. Load 4 - Went to dark room (not pitch black) on the first floor. Big crowd, one hot young guy fucking another hot young guy in back corner. Lots of on lookers, I did a lap to avoid the frenzy. Went back to that area, hot guys were gone crowd was dissipating. Fit white guy mid to late 40s was standing with his average cock out, rock card. I sucked him for a bit and decided to try my luck again. Stood up turned around and he slid right in. He pumped my hole for a few minutes, gave his load and we went our own ways. Load 5 - I went up to the mid level to chill for a moment as I was slightly light headed from poppers. Went into glory hole boot with a bench. Nobody else was around. Next thing I know a cock comes through one of the holes. Another large uncut cock, very curved white with a pink head. European looking based on past experience. Maybe German. I didn't even suck him. Just pulled down my pants and backed up. Right in he went. I was leaking a lot of cum as he fucked me and this was the longest fuck of the evening. He eventually came and I never saw him. Load 6 - I was actually heading for the exit when I saw a hot guys, mid 30s, soft muscly with a little meat and hairy. Not an Otter. Also not a Bear. I decided to see if he was interested and initially got the impression he was not. I decided to do another lap and bumped into him a few minutes later upstairs. He was talking to a tattooed latin guy but disengaged and looked at me. I initiated chit chat and asked if he wanted to play. He indicated that he wanted to bottom and I indicated I'd top him (since I was leaving). The latino guy had sad puppy look and followed us to the cubicle. He was sexy and the cubicle wasn't so small so I suggested that we let him join. Muscle guy stripped and had a nice beefy very furry ass and nice uncut cock. I was instantly rock hard. Latin guy also had a nice uncut cock and was ripped when he took his shirt off. Latin guy was a top so hairy guy and iI swapped back and forth between middle position and bottom. We were all the same height (tall) so this setup actually worked. On my second go in the middle with latin guys cock up my ass and mine balls deep in the hairy guy's hole, I had no control. I was in popper ecstasy getting pleasure on both ends and they were fully controlling the motion. I exploded in the hairy guys ass but they kept going and I came a second time a minute or two later. I was spent and the latin guy pulled out of my very cummy hole and pounded the hairy guy for a few more minutes before giving up his load. Hairy guy then asked I i could take his cock after shooting my load and I agreed. He was right on the edge and came almost immediately after sliding in my hole. There were still guys coming in when I left and I'm sure I could have gotten more action. However, I was very satisfied and decided to leave on a high note.

Preface Let me start with saying that I haven't been able to fantasize about anything other than bareback sex for going on five years now - it's the only porn I find I can jack off to, and it's the only sex I have where I'm actually fully committed to the sex. Even if I'm getting a blowjob, if I want to cum, I have to pretend it's a sloppy ass I'm fucking. That only works sometimes. I'd take a load here or there - from friends generally or, if I was feeling really risky, from a stranger (once every blue moon). I've always kept it pretty tame for the most PrEP about seven months ago now - and it's made me rethink a few things. I was in Chicago for Market Days this past weekend, and while my friends were all off being social, all I could think about was Steamworks. I'd been to the Chicago location once before, and was well aware that it was the best one. I even remembered the 3rd floor being my favorite (anyone who's been there knows exactly what I'm talking about - gloryholes). Finally, on Saturday afternoon while everyone was at the fair, I couldn't take it anymore. I had to go just 'check it out'. That turned into quite a bit more. End of Preface ------------------------------------------------------------------ The moment I walked in, I knew exactly what I wanted. Raw cock through a gloryhole. Maybe just one or two, no big deal. That would at least satiate me. I was wrong. I ended up with (at least) ten loads in my cunt and even craving more. I made my way for the 3rd floor gloryhole booths which are pretty dark and seedy, and have a hole on the three sides that aren't the door. I entered the booth, wiped some spit on my hole, and put it up against the wall with the largest hole. I made sure my towel was visibly draped over the door, and I made sure you could see by my feet under the stall door that I firmly had my butt planted up against that hole. I heard the shuffling of a few feet, and the jingle of a few keys, but nobody entered the booth. Back downstairs to the second floor, I went for the (sadly) better lit booths but was still looking forward to anon cock. The one nice thing about these booths was that they have a hole on the door, conveniently right at cock/ass level, giving me a chance to show off my ass and towel at the same time. And so that's what I did. I put myself on display "hey, anonymous raw cumdump over here!" Patience is a virtue, and boy did I need it in spades that day. Several old trolls came by, peeking into the gloryholes next to me (why, I don't know. Isn't that the point? I don't want to see the anyone's face, otherwise I'd be fucking in a private room) and tried getting me to stick my dick through. Now, I wasn't exactly being subtle with my ass-vertising. Why they thought I wanted a blowjob, I'll never know. Finally, a finger started prodding my pre-lubed cunt. Eventually he entered the booth next to me, and presented a semi-hard, decently-sized black cock. Testing the water, I promptly got down on my knees and started licking and sucking at the meaty cock - which had him almost instantly hard. I coated it with a little more spit, turned around and lined it up to my hole. Bingo - he rammed on home in one quick thrust (thank the gods I'm not exactly 'tight'). I was elated - I was being what I always dreamed of being. Suddenly, however, my plans were de-railed. He left his booth, and I was pretty certain there was no load in me yet. I was relieved when he came and knocked on my door and, while I didn't exactly want to SEE the man that was using the random slut I was trying to be, I wanted that fucking load. So I obliged by opening and was greeted by a pretty fit black guy with glasses. He locked the door and I presented - again, not being subtle as to what I wanted. He quickly slid back in my loosening hole, and proceeded to fuck me (HARD) for about five minutes. Suddenly, again, he stopped, put his towel around his waist, and headed back out the booth. Disappointed at first, I reached back and felt that amazing, familiar wetness that you get when you took a fresh load. I had done it - I had finally become a public, anonymous raw cumdump. Was I satiated? Hell no. The booth room was quiet for a while and so I took a walk. Mind you it was 3:00 in the afternoon, and even though the bathhouse is right on the main drag where the fair was being held, it wasn't exactly as busy as I had hoped it would be. I finally settled in on the fuck bench, just around the corner from where I had just taken my first load. I turned my head away so I wouldn't see any of my assailants, but there was a lot of touching, and not enough fucking. A few guys came by and patted my ass, and then finally a second large black cock parked itself in front of my face. I was initially worried he was only going to want a blowjob (again, I wasn't being exactly subtle as to what I was looking for), but after I got that big snake hard, he moved around behind me, felt-up my hole and said "You've been in the sling already, haven't you?" (I wasn't going to argue even though I HADN'T been in the sling, I simply thought Let's just shut up and fuck.) This guy was another rough fucker, and even longer than the last one. I started to get that pain from having my internal organs rammed, but I was determined to do what I came to do. After a while, he must have gotten bored - maybe I was too loose for him? Whatever - his loss. He was quickly replaced by a very large man, though, with a very unsatisfying small cock. But that didn't matter - I still wanted the load. What I love about small cocks? They usually cum quickly, and you feel the sperm shooting inside of you since it's so shallow. Now I was really in heat - I knew I just let a fat fuck breed me, a man I would probably not even look twice at if I saw him on the street - and would've begged for his load if he'd asked me. Fatty was replaced by a middle-aged doughy guy - I didn't mean to see him but I accidentally saw his body. No biggie - didn't see the face so I was happy. This guy had a hard time staying hard, and would fuck me for a while, then slow down, get a little soft, then get hard again and continue fucking me. It was frustrating but I wasn't going to argue. He sadly pulled out (with a nice pop - great mushroom head) and I was fairly certain he didn't shoot in me. He was replaced, though, with another small cock - meanwhile a muscular gentleman came around to my mouth and shoved his hard cock in. Next thing I know, small cock pulled-out and the mushroom head slid back in. When did he get back, I thought? I heard him talking to the guy with the small cock, and then suddenly he disappeared again. Muscular BJ guy moves around to my hole, slid in, and came in about thirty seconds. Small cock followed, and, once again, the small cock came quickly. At this point I was doing pretty well. Mushroom head finally comes back - I could recognize the sound of his footsteps at this point, and points a VERY hard, greased up cock at my hole. He fucked me hard for about two minutes and audibly groaned as he emptied his balls into me. As annoying as his back and forth was, it was totally worth it. The room got quiet for a while and suddenly, large black cock number two grabbed me by the arm and saying "Come with me." I followed him, once again sad that I was seeing my breeder's face, but ended-up in his room. He roughly pushed me onto the bed on all 4's and goes right to work. I was moaning like a bitch in heat as he tore up my hole with that big cock, once again assailing my organs. "I haven't cum in two weeks" he mentioned, out of breath. Trying to make sure I was loud enough for all of the neighbors to hear me, I said "Fuck yeah! Breed me with that big load!" "I'm gonna fuck you for a while, bitch." Disappointed that he just said that, I stayed strong and took his assault like a good little slut. Eventually, though, it became clear to me that he wasn't going to cum, and my guts needed a break from him. I thanked him, said I needed a break, and went upstairs to hide in my favorite gloryhole booth. Taking my cumdump position from before, I saw a fat cock move through the middle hole - rock hard. Perfect, that saves me some work. I didn't even bother to suck it, but rather just spit on it and backed on up. He didn't budge, and soon I was riding that fat dick with gusto. Bent over all the way, I could see four feet in his stall, and could tell from the motion that he was getting fucked as he was fucking me. HOT. When he came, it felt like I was taking the top's nutt vicariously through him. Another decent sized, semi-hard cock came through the side I usually lean against, and I went to work trying to get him hard. He motioned with his hand to put my ass up, and so I did. He knew what I was there for, and maybe knew I'd already been bred six times at this point. I spread my cheeks and awaited the cock I wanted...nay...deserved. I felt the head poke at my hole and started to push my ass back on it. As sloppy as my hole was, and as much cum as I had in my cunt, something still didn't feel right. His cock was the hardest dick I've ever had in me, but it wasn't that good, warm sloppy feeling. I reached back and was disappointed to notice there was a condom on. I let him go for a minute or so but then pulled off - that wasn't what I was there for. Thankfully another hard cock came through the middle hole at that exact moment. I moved around onto that one, not bothering to suck him, but just backed up onto that average raw cock. As I was being relentlessly pounded by the guy (all the while thinking to myself Man, he knows how to fuck), I heard a knock at the door. I assumed it was condom-guy and sure enough, he came in, still rock hard and still wearing the same condom. Turns out he had a passion for gloryhole sluts like myself and started pushing me back onto my current raw assailant. The man fucking me started to moan, and condom-guy asked "Yeah, is he breeding you?" "I think so" was the reply, and sure enough, his softening cock fell out with a *plop* and I hear the spatter of cum on the floor (too bad, wasted cum). Sweating, I wiped myself off with my towel and condom-guy asked "Are you done?" "That depends. Can you lose the condom?" "Not while fucking you, no." "Then I'm done." He gave me a frustrated look. "You didn't seem to mind five minutes ago." "I minded, which is why I stopped. Not interested." He slammed the door as he left the booth and I shrugged it off. His loss - he could've felt the warm, silky embrace of seven loads and a raw hole around his cock. I was disappointed I'd tainted my evening by even trying to take a cock with a rubber. I took my position back at the bench for a while, and achieved getting another two (unremarkable) loads - again, doughy motherfuckers probably desperate for some pussy. I was happy to oblige. Several other cocks slid in me but pretty obviously weren't ready to blow their loads yet, and so went on their way with full balls. I wasn't thrilled, but had at least gotten more raw cock. I was getting tired and thought I should probably go be social. That didn't last long as I took my position back in the gloryhole. I wanted a few more loads - you know, to at least get to the double-digits. Annoyingly, some twinky thing stood in the doorway of my presentation-hole and blocked the view, not to mention bogarted the booth that men with full balls were supposed to use to fill me up. Before I knew it, he was backing up onto his own assailant and I decided to watch for a bit. He was a good little cumdump like me, and when he was done, I thought he might like to take a try at my hole. He apparently felt the same way, and backed his ass up to my ass. *shrug* sure, I'll try a little bit of that raw hole while I'm here. It was sweet, warm and wet but not as wet as mine. I'm sure it would be by the end of the night but I wasn't going to stick around long enough to find out. I wasn't ready to cum, and decided to check out one more booth before I left. The man in the booth adjacent to me felt my hole up to the booth and roughly shoved a dry finger in. Once it got wet, it felt really good, but I wasn't there for fingering. I wanted cock. I turned around, put my fingers over the edge of the hole and he got the picture pretty quickly. I stuck a very hard dick up to the hole and I backed right onto it. As he did that, the booth in front of me was occupied and a long, fat white cock came through. It was bigger than any of the black dick I'd taken, and I was hoping the guy breeding me would hurry up. He didn't last long, and just as I went to put my still-fresh hole on that monster dick, he pulled away. Apparently he just wanted a blowjob and wasn't interested in what I had to offer. Ten loads. I think it's safe-to-say that I've finally taken the plunge into being a full-fledged, raw, anon cumdump. I'm already planning a trip to the San Francisco Steamworks this weekend, so, more to cum.

Not sure if this is for discussion or just a random story. Okay so lately I've discovered that my biggest turn on is getting barebacked anonymously. Just faceless profiles on Grindr or Fabguys, invite them round and have the door unlocked for when they arrive. I'm on the bed in jock and with a blackout hood on. I've had quite a bit of this lately and it's really addictive but the other night a guy came round and didn't say a single word, didn't even grunt or gasp, just came in, felt my hips and ass, pulled down his pants and started fucking me. When he unloaded in me he just pulled out, pulled his pants back up and walked out. This really fucking turned me on, it made me feel so used and slutty. So I'm thinking of ways to expand on the experience, I'm wondering if I should start wearing headphones and have music or something playing so that all I can acknowledge of the guy is his touch and the sensation of him fucking me. Is anyone else into this kinda sex? Any ideas on how to enhance it?

Part 1 - The Encounter I lay on my back my chest covered in seed from my own orgasm, breathing heavily and sweating from wanking off whilst looking at the pictures on his profile. He in his mid 40's five foot ten inches, trimmed beard and hairy chest tapering down to his eight inch uncut thick cock with the head partly poking through his foreskin glistening with precum. The leather cock ring heightened the appearance of his ample sized balls that showed signs of an ability to deliver copious amounts of seed. The other picture showed him sitting on a sofa with a white fluffy dressing gown partly open exposing his hairy chest whilst he was smoking a cuban cigar. I just don't know what drew me to his profile every time I wanted a release, was it the cigar?, the hairy chest?, the bareback sex and the thought of him penetrating me deep to breed?, was it his ability to be an olympic kisser, or just the fact he was spanish and looked like a real man. Whatever it was I just couldn't stop hitting up his profile in admiration. At 22 I was a standard gay lad, had sex every now and then but not interested in a boyfriend as I loved the trill of experiencing different men and lads around my age. Well I say "standard" but was quite a catch according to some guys I met, at five foot eight inches cropped brown hair, blue eyes, okay body and arse with a seven inch uncut cock. Always played safe and not in to any sleazy stuff (yet!). It was one of those nights where I hit up his profile "WimbledonTop" and was just starting to tease my cock from sleeping when I heard 'ping', holy crap I thought someone messaged me. I never actively engaged in guys from these sites but I was intrigued so opening up the message centre and saw it was from WimbledonTop, my heart pounded in my chest as I click on the open button... "Hi, checking out my profile again!! LOL, how many times have you done that now?". Fuck how the hell does he know as I caught my breath and smiled to myself wondering if I should reply. A couple of minutes pass by as I looked at the keyboard, I moved the cursor over to the Reply button and clicked, and we ended up in a game message ping pong. Me: "Busted, I like looking at your pictures :)" Him: "And what do you like most about them?" Me: "I don't know that's the thing, I guess they look hot." Him: "Do you like cuban cigars, I do, I don't like the cheap imitation rubbish." Me: "I had a puff on one a couple of years back it wasn't cuban and didn't really enjoy it, apart from that I don't smoke." Him: "You should try cuban you would probably like it as it has more flavour and strength." Me: "If I had the money I probably would do LOL." Him: "I could let you try one of mine but you might get addicted to them and they are expensive if you don't have the money." Me: "To right I guess, would I need to do anything in return if you let me try one." Him: "Absolutely not, I would just enjoy your company as most of my friends are my age." Me: "As long as there are no expectations of getting anything from me then yes I would be happy to come round, plus you live close." As the messaging finished I returned to his profile and busted another load to his picture. The following day at 7pm I headed to his address, as I looked up I knew instantly that he obviously could afford to smoke cubans. The gate opened and I walked up the short driveway he opened the door and smiled and shouted "Jake, welcome", I reached the door "Hi Fabian, thank you for inviting me over.". We walked through his amazing house and in to the Orangery at the back of the house overlooking the very secluded garden, in one corner I noticed what looked like a small plastic round tent in the shaded area, the opposite side was a beautiful landscaped pool. "I hope you enjoy being here, now we are going to do this gradually as I want you to enjoy what cubans really offer." he said smiling. I forgot to mention that he was dressed in his white fluffy dressing gown and looked even more striking that his pictures. "We don't want to get your clothes all smelling of cigar smoke so take them off and leave your underwear on then we can start.", this was a little more than I was expecting so he reminded me there was no expectation of anything happening. Fabian was now slipping out of his robe exposing his white underwear and very obvious bulge that was packed inside. As I did so he returned with a Cohiba robusto cigar and called me over to where he was. He demonstrated how to lightly moisten the end before cutting to prevent tearing and told me never to rub it in my finger as it breaks the filler. He lit a match and charred the end before puffing to bring the cigar up to full burn. I could see the blue hue in the smoke filling the air and caught a brief smell as it dissipated. I followed him out to the garden over to the plastic tent. He looked at me and laughed at my quizzical face and told me it is an air tight tent that is a good way of introducing you to cubans as he bent over and slipped inside patting the floor next to him I crawled in and sat beside him. "It will get a little warm in here after a while but you can open the zipper anytime you wish" he said as he pulled the zipe down sealing us inside. Fabian took a couple of puffs and released a heavy dense smoke in to the tent. My heart was racing partly due to the close proximity of his body that was driving me wild. Just then a cloud of the smoke wafted past my face as I breathed in through my nose. The smell was unlike anything you experience when people smoke cigarettes near you, it was aromatic and very intoxicating to say the least. Fabian continued to smoke the cigar watching me as the plastic tent began filling with more and dense smoke. My taste and smell senses were being encompassed by this ever presence smoke, I breathed in deeply my lungs filled causing me to cough. Every breath I took was now replaced by cuban cigar smoke as my lungs adjusted the coughing stopped. Beads of sweat were trickling down the side of my face, all the time he never took his eyes off me. I was getting light headed from the now lack of oxygen but I couldn't stop, I was truly under an intoxicating influence and was now loving it. I could only just make out parts of the garden through the dense smoke, my eyes were watering and my pulse was racing. In the distance a heard a zipping noise and a gust of fresh air rushed in to the tent, Fabian climbed out and held a hand out to me and pulled me out on to my feet. The fresh air instantly hit my lungs and I collapsed against his chest as he held me tight to stop me falling over. "Take slow shallow breaths." he told me, as I did so I began to regain control and stood up. "That was amazing." I said, he laughed and handed me the cigar and told me to take a small puff on it, doing so I tasted a completely different sensation from the smoke I was breathing in the tent. The flavour danced on my tongue and were hard to describe. "Take another small puff and inhale it deep." I coughed a little and exhaled the smoke. I took another puff and inhaled without coughing, not only was I enjoying this, but my cock was hard as nails in my underwear. I loved the feel of the cigars thickness and how much longer they took to smoke, the flavours and aromas produced were incredible. Fabian smiled over as we walked back to the Orangery where he sat the cigar down in the ashtray and told to me shower and wash the smoke away as he escorted me to a shower room by the kitchen. As I walked back in to the orangery I got dressed "I enjoyed your company, hope you would like to come over and smoke again with me." a broad smile went across my face as I replied "I can't afford to buy those sort of cigars though.", "Don't worry about that, you being here is enough payment.". As we got to the door I placed my hand on his arm an gave him a kiss on the check, he chuckled and patted my arse as I turned to leave.

So this happened at the Westide Club (bathhouse) in NYC. I was there looking to score a hot load up my cunt. But there was the usual dearth of fuckers on hand. So I ended up in a couple of small scenes. And when I finally concluded that I was not gonna get dicked, I stumbled over a very sweet piece of ass that actually excited me. He was laying ass up, door open, in his room. I slipped into the room and then slipped into him. He had a VERY nice cunt on him. The boy was a talented submissive bottom. I worked him nice and rough. Had him calling me Daddy, begging for my cock - the usual stuff boys like. I longdicked his pussy real nice and soon enough rewarded him with a fresh hot load. As I got off him, collecting my towel & keys, he turned over to reveal a MASSIVE cock. I’m talking 9 inches minimum, thick as your wrist, and ROCK HARD. ”FUCKING HELL?!” I exclaimed. He feigned shyness as said “Thank you, Daddy”, while opening the door; signaling me to go. “Oh, hell no”, I said as I shut the door and pushed him back down, face up on the bed this time. “What are you doing?”, he asked. “I’m not done with you, boy...I’m taking that cock”. ”Oh, I don’t top - thanks tho...” he began. A wicked grin crossed my face. “Because you’re a sub right...Daddy’s boy?”, I asked, moving in close to him - he nodded nervously in reply. “Well then, boy, think of this as Daddy fucking your cock with his cunt. Because that is exactly what I am going to do.” I straddled him, put a generous amount of lube on his turgid tool, took a helluva deep hit of poppers and proceeded to sit on his cock. It sank into me in one continuous, steady motion. I sat there, impaled - letting my cunt embrace the glory of a truly epic cock. “Please...”, he whined. I startled him up with a light slap. “Shut up, boy!”, I barked. “It’s Daddy’s turn to enjoy the ride”. And with that, I began cowboy riding that massive tool. He just lay there; eyes shut, jaw slack, head turned. I didn’t mind doing all the work. Hell, I end up doing most of the work when I bottom anyway. I absolutely devoured that fuckrod with my cunt until he delivered his reluctant load into me with a breathy whimper. “Now I’m done”, I exclaimed as I stood up from the monster on which I had impaled myself. “Aren’t you gonna say ‘Thank you, Daddy’?”, I asked for good measure. “Thank you, daddy”, he whispered followed by a hard swallow - unable to look at me. I laughed wickedly as I walked out towards the showers.

I was doing the second of my weekly scheduled days at Alpha House. Being their cumdump was the best thing in my life. The tops and cumdumps were generally all happy with the set up, and it gave me more chances to get used than anything else I had ever done. Basically, it was a timeshare. Tops paid their rent, and could come use us anytime they wanted. We paid our rent, and signed up for at least two six hour shifts a week, and of course we understood that we agreed to be used by any top, or his guest tops. Extra shifts were okay, if there were tops waiting for service. We could stay and take loads and didn’t have to pay any extra rent. That’s why I usually scheduled weekdays. They were not as popular for the cumdumps, but you still often couldn’t stay on late for extra loads, because there weren't as many tops at the house as cumdumps. The shifts were early and late rush hours: (4AM to 10AM, and 3PM to 9PM on weekdays) so we were available for before work, and after work, and 10AM to 4PM for lunch breaks. The overlap meant always having at least two cumdumps at the beginning of the after work rush. Weekends started at 8PM Friday to 2AM Saturday. I almost always signed up for late Friday, and stayed as long as anyone was still interested in using me. I noticed that tops more often spoke to each other than to cumdumps. If you have an open hole, but are being used at the other end, if someone wanted to use that hole, they would ask the first top if he minded. Of course sometimes tops started together, if they were friends, or something. Late one Friday night, I was giving a slow blow to a top who likes just relaxing with a mouth on his cock. I heard someone ask him, “Hey, can I borrow one of your cumdumps?” “Sure.” He said. "You can use the other end of this one, if you want.” “Oh, no!” The voice said. “I mean, I know you guys have them trained to take whatever they get here. I was wondering if I could take one to a party my dorm is going to have.” “Well,” the top said, “We actually have some fairly strict rules for using a hole. If you actually damage one, it’s grounds for locking you out. For instance, anything that ends up calling an ambulance, or going to emergency even calling a doctor is totally out of bounds. The fact that it wasn’t deliberate is not gonna cut it.” “No! Nothing like that!” The visitor said. “It’s a party, and I wanted to bring one with me to get double-teamed, and . . . well, I like they fact that they pretty much let you fuck ‘em as much as you want, without putting up a fuss.” At this point I felt his cock pressing up against my ass, and he grabbed my hips. The regular top pushed my head down on his cock at the same time. He gets turned on by spit-roasting and it makes him get hard, and stay hard for quite a while. They probably were still talking about borrowing a cumdump, but I was busy, trying to keep both my ass and mouth working hard to give the best service I could. Being known for doing your best makes the tops more likely to choose you when there are extra cumdumps to choose from. The guest was pretty enthusiastic about fucking my ass, and he seemed to like it when I clenched down on his cock as it was moving in and out. For a young guy, he had pretty decent control, but still driving hard. He started to cum, and I’m sure he wasn’t talking any more, for a while, other than grunting “fuck” over and over. The first top noticed he was pretty much done, and said, “Have him clean you up, and I’ll keep fucking him for being such a good boy.” They switched places, and I worked as carefully as I could, knowing most guys don’t want a lot of stimulation right after they cum. The regular top started fucking me harder than he had been all evening. Deep and hard, and a lot faster than I had expected for his third time in only a few hours. He lasted a long time. The visitor pulled out of my mouth and wiped his cock on my hair. He told me “Good faggot.” I think he was going to talk to the first top some more, but before he was done, someone else asked, “You finished with cuntface?” “Yeah.” The kid said. “He seems like he could take another load.” “Yeah? Well, he’s gonna.” Said the new voice. He wasn’t someone I knew by voice, and I was pretty much face down over the the end of the fuck-horse hanging on to the straps to keep from getting knocked off it. I wanted to tell someone I would really like to go to that party, but I was pretty much busy, and I also knew whether I wanted to go probably wasn’t really in question. I did have a reputation to maintain. One of the rules of the Alpha House is that you do not recognize anyone you know from here anywhere but here. You can be a totally out prancing queen if you want, but none of the House Alphas will hit on you in public. We have a “maid” who cleans the bathrooms, and kitchen, and vacuums and dusts the place every couple of days. She wears a skirt no wider than a ruffle, and a mean looking steel chastity device, high heels, black stockings and a push up bustier while she is here. Heavy make up, and fake nails, but the tits are real. From odd moments while we were here together, I know she’s a computer hardware geek and works nights in the world. I don’t know if she wears girl clothes at her job. I am sure I wouldn’t recognize her if she didn't. Even some of the cumdumps feel her tits, and play with her ass while she works. The alphas treat her like any other cocksucker, but usually just watch her work.

Part 1; I met my boyfriend on a dating app. I was on it because that is what I wanted to find. He was of a short lean build, and 17 years my senior. My preference physically is that of someone who is a serious weightlifter. But in the game of finding love, concessions do have to be made. I was 21, and I was an anal sex virgin. Yes, I had sucked plenty of Dick, been rimmed, fingered, and kissed, but, that was it. I was saving my virginity for someone who would convert me. Yes, for a few years now I had been craving to become poz, and during that time I had read many forums, and know I was not alone in my quest. However, I didn't want it to be with some random. I wanted it to be from someone I know, and would have in my life in whatever capacity, boyfriend, friend, fuck buddy, whoever. I craved to have whoever would do the deed be part of my physical life, not just course through my veins. We had our first date in an old fashioned way, in a restaurant, and we really got on. We spoke about literally everything except sex. I knew he was a top, and vice versa. We had two dates like this, and we took our third one to his place. Still dining, but much more intimately. During our meal which he lovingly prepared and cooked (and it was delicious), he suddenly switched the conversation to a topic we had not remotely covered; - Do you use condoms when getting fucked? - Well, the thing is, er ... - Yes? - I'm a virgin! - Seriously? - Yes. I've been saving myself. I have done lots of other stuff, just never had a Dick in my Ass. He cleared his throat ... - OK. So of course you will be HIV negative. I hope this doesn't change anything between us, but, I am HIV+, and I do much prefer to fuck BARE! I liked where this was going, especially as we were heavily heading towards the direction of becoming romantically involved. - Are you on medication then? - Er, well, the thing is, I know I became positive 3 years ago, and was diagnosed 2 years ago.I do have a VL that hovers around between 90k to 155k. But have a healthy CD4 count, and feel fine, so, I haven't started medication yet. FUCK, this was Music to my ears. I couldn't respond verbally, as I got lost in his beautiful eyes. He had me. Or did he? - How comes you are smiling? You seem to be more than happy to hear what I have just told you!? - OK, the thing is this. I have been saving myself as I am a bug chaser, and I want whomever converts me to have a permanent position in my life. - I see. Well, as you know we really like each other, however, we need to discuss this properly. We chatted a bit more about it, then organically we spoke about other things too, which we of course found very easy with one another. I stayed over, and we had some FUN which culminated in him shooting his wonderful toxic seed down my throat. We went to bed, where we spooned, which felt magical with a guy I really really liked.

Austin Hi, my name is Austin. I’ve just had a life changing experience I'd like to share with you. First, a little about me. I’m 19 years old, stand about five feet, five inches, and weigh 135 pounds. Although I don’t work out, I guess you would say I’m in shape as I have a trim build with a flat stomach. I’m told that I have a cute face with light brown hair and dark blue eyes. I’m currently attending a community college in my town and work at a regional chain coffee shop as much as I can to pay for things. I met my girlfriend Racheal through her twin brother Jacob who works with me at the coffee shop. Jacob is 20 years old, and stands about six feet tall and is very thin, his hair is dark brown and shaggy. He's good-looking, but not what most people would describe as handsome or cute. We are good friends despite the fact that Jacob 'found the Lord' last year and has become highly religious, sometimes to the point of irritation, but we work through it. His sister Rachael is extremely pretty and outgoing. When Jacob introduced us one day we hit it off very well. We are dating pretty seriously and have even talked about marriage one day, but the bad news from my perspective is that she has also 'found the Lord', so any pre-marital sex is not in the cards for us. So I was a virgin. Jacob and Rachael come from a very conservative and wealthy family. Their parents are very active in the community and have political influence. I found out through Jacob that they had a 'black sheep' brother about whom no one really spoke. I did learn, however, that his name was Alex and that he was 30 years old. Alex had been in and out of trouble as a juvenile and then got involved with drugs when he was 20 years old. Alex had robbed a store at gunpoint trying to get money for his drug habit. Despite his father’s best efforts, Alex was convicted and sent to prison. Making matters more complicated, Alex had contracted HIV while experimenting with drugs. Most people never expected him to survive his prison sentence. As Thanksgiving approached word came that Alex was going to be released. Alex asked his parents if he could come home and live until he could find work and an apartment. Although reluctant, his parents agreed. So Alex came home and moved in on the Monday before Thanksgiving, but he was accompanied by a surprise: he brought home a man he met in prison who had been released only days before Alex. Apparently they had become friends in prison and now were going to try and find a place to live together. Despite the surprise, the parents agreed to let him stay, provided he was out by January. Rachael had invited me to Thanksgiving dinner with her family, so that would be my first opportunity to meet her brother and his friend. When I arrived that day, Rachael, Jacob and their father Josiah were in the family room watching football on TV. A few minutes later Alex and his friend Devon entered. What I saw was stunning. Alex was about six feet two inches tall and probably weighed 230 pounds. He obviously used his time in prison to work out. His body rippled with muscles and he wore a tight white 'wife beater' tee shirt and basketball shorts which stretched to fit his body. His face reminded me of New England football quarterback Tom Brady. With his shoulder length brown hair and piercing blue eyes he was stunningly handsome. Alex’s friend was a black man named Devon. Devon towered over everyone at about six feet, seven inches, and weighed about 225 pounds. He was not as muscular as Alex but his body was perfect. His hair was closely cut and his face was model worthy. He was putting on his shirt as he walked in and his perfect eight pack abs were impressive. He too wore basketball shorts which snugly fit his body. When Rachel left the room to help prepare dinner, Alex and Devon sat on the couch on either side of me. Jacob and his father sat in the recliners watching the game. Both Alex and Devon engaged me in conversation and were very interesting. They talked about how they got to know each other in prison. Devon confessed he too was HIV positive and they met during counseling and treatment sessions they attended. They tried to engage Jacob but he was his usual quiet self. I enjoyed the conversation but I felt so small between these two men. I couldn’t help but be jealous of how beautiful they both were. When their father left the room, both men started quizzing us on our sexual activities. I confessed I was still a virgin and both guys laughed and rubbed my head and said I needed to change that. Jacob was very embarrassed to talk about the sex but he admitted he too was a virgin and he didn’t even masturbate because it “offended God”. Both guys chuckled and rolled their eyes. We all were called to the table and enjoyed a huge feast. As usual, I stuffed myself and knew that a nap when be the next thing on the agenda. Jacob and I crashed on the reclining chairs and their father fell asleep on the couch. Rachael and her mother left for a walk to the park and said they would be back in a couple of hours. Alex and Devon went to the bedroom for what I assumed was a nap. About ten minutes later, Alex came out and asked me if I would help him set something up in the bedroom. "Sure," I replied, and followed him into the room. When I walked in I was surprised to see at least three video cameras around the room along with three fairly large video monitors. From what I could see the screen showed that the cameras were pointed at various areas on the bed. When I entered, Devon, who was wearing only his shorts, closed the door and I heard him lock it behind me. I was a little confused and nervous and I asked Alex what he needed help with? “We make amateur movies for sale on line and we’d like you to be the star”, he said with a huge grin on his handsome face. At that moment Devon pressed up against me and grabbed my waist. He slowly slid his hands up my body taking my shirt with them. He tossed my shirt to the floor and I could feel his chest pressing against my naked back. I felt his hands reach around me and unfasten my belt and unbutton my jeans and they fell to my ankles. I wanted to tell them to stop but I felt powerless. Unfortunately, I guess I was unaware what was about to happen to me As Devon was slowly undressing me, Alex stood and watched. I could see on a monitor that he had trained a camera on me and I saw and felt Devon’s hands come around and begin caressing my chest, then they slid down into my underwear, slowly pulling them down. His hands touched my penis and I gasped. The contrast of his dark muscular hands against my pale white body was hypnotizing. As he pulled me closer I realized he was no longer wearing shorts. As my underwear slipped to my thighs I could feel and see his muscular legs pressed up to mine. I could feel what I only describe as a thick rubber pipe lying perfectly in the crack of my exposed ass. It wasn’t hard yet but it was starting to thicken and push against me. Now Alex slowly dropped his shorts and stood totally naked in front of me. God his body was perfect! He was well muscled and smooth except for a small line of hair running from his navel to above his penis. His thick penis hung down. He was uncircumcised. It was the first penis I had ever seen like that. He was starting to get hard and as he approached me his penis pushed up between our two bodies. I could see us in the monitor as he reached behind me and grabbed both sides of my ass and Devon pushed up more firmly behind me. I was so small between them. My head was spinning with what I was feeling. Four big hands caressed my body. Alex leaned forward and looked me in the eyes and then his lips were on mine. I resisted at first but Devon buried his mouth in my neck and sucked deeply as his hands wrapped around my slowly hardening penis. I let out a moan and opened my mouth to let Alex’s tongue in. Alex would switch from kissing me to kissing Devon and I could feel that both of their penises were now hard. I was in their spell and laid back into Devon’s arms. Both of them wrapped their arms around me and lifted me like a rag doll to the bed and laid me on my back. As Alex adjusted all of the cameras, Devon crawled up on top of me and began kissing me passionately. I involuntarily wrapped my arms around his gorgeous body and pulled him tighter against me. He slowly kissed his way down my chest, stomach and briefly took my penis into his mouth and I moaned “Oh God!” Devon grabbed both my legs and pushed them back, lifting my ass slightly off the bed. I looked over at a monitor which clearly showed my hole totally exposed. Devon leaned forward and I could see him and feel him spit into my ass. The next think I felt was one of the best feelings I’d ever had, at least until that moment. Devon’s tongue began to play with my hole. When he stuck his tongue inside it and I was in heaven, moaning loudly and leaking semen out of my penis. I had closed my eyes in total ecstasy until I felt something wet and warm brush against my face. I opened my eyes to see Alex kneeling over me and his huge penis inches from my lips. He grabbed me by the head and slowly pushed the head against my lips. As Devon worked his tongue deeper into me I opened my mouth and tasted my first penis. It was warm and salty and extremely wide and long. I suddenly was embarrassed by the size of my penis which wasn’t even half his length. He slowly and gently eased his penis deeper and deeper into the mouth and I sucked and licked as much as I could before my gag relax kicked in and he would pull back and start again. With his penis in my mouth Alex leaned forward, grabbed my legs and pulled them further back. Devon looked at Alex and said almost begging, “Can I fuck his cherry hole first, he’s got the most beautiful little ass I’ve seen and I want to breed it so bad?” Suddenly I realized he was going to have unprotected sex with me and he was HIV positive. I was frightened and started to struggle against Alex’s hold he had on my legs. “I think our little twink just realized he is going to get fucked in the ass” Alex laughed. Alex leaned forward again and his penis slid deeper into my mouth and he began to kiss Devon. “His ass is all yours, give him a nice virgin fucking and fill him good.” I tried struggling more but Alex had me tight. Alex pulled out of my mouth and inched forward straddling my chest. I looked to my left and saw the video showing my tiny hole glistening from Devon’s saliva. The head of Devon’s huge penis was inches away from it. “Please don’t!! I don’t want to be infected”, I begged. “If you don’t struggle, maybe I’ll pull out and cum on your face, instead of inside you” Devon said. I looked over at the other monitors, one showed my face, the other showed Alex from the front sitting on my chest pulling by legs back and my ass up to expose it more for Devon. Alex leaned forward and spit on Devon’s penis and then on my hole. Devon worked the saliva over his penis, which now looked well over a foot long. I watched the video totally mesmerized as Devon’s penis pushed up against the small opening in my body. His penis seemed to throb and a string of semen hung from the tip. I knew in my mind that his fluids were poisonous but I just watched and waited. The head pushed against the hole. It looked to be three or four times bigger than the opening it was trying to enter. As he Devon pushed I felt an intense burning feeling as I began to split open. The head was not being stopped and the pain was excruciating. I screamed and Alex slapped his hand over my mouth for fear of alerting Jacob and his father. I could see my hole expanding around his invading penis and I could see a trickle of blood run down my ass as I ripped open. Tears ran from my eyes as I screamed my muffled pleas to stop into Alex’s hand. As much as it hurt I couldn’t take my eyes of the monitor and watched the head slowly push onward. ”Holy fuck he’s tight”, Devon moaned. Alex slid his hands to my ass and pulled the cheeks apart. Then suddenly, with a loud popping sound, the head was totally inside of me and more blood ran down my ass on to the bed cover. I nearly passed out from the pain. Devon paused as my hole tried to adjust to the massive invader. The pain I felt at that moment was nothing compared to what happened next. Alex shifted himself so he was behind me and he held me in his muscular arms. He kissed me gently on the neck and then softly whispered in my ear. “I’m going to hold you Austin because this is really going to very painful. Devon is going to bury his whole cock in you and not stop till his balls are on your ass.” I looked at the monitor and could see about 10 inches of glistening penis ready to follow the head of into me. I begged Alex to let me go and stated to sob. “Don’t worry baby, after a few strokes your pain will turn to pleasure and you’ll beg to be fucked,” he said softly. Alex and Devon both leaned toward me and kissed me and then kissed each other. “Fuck and breed him Devon,” were the frightening words I heard next. Devon pushed gradually forward. It felt like my insides were being split in half. I screamed into the palm of Alex’s hand which covered my mouth. He pushed forward and I could feel Alex’s other hand caress my nipples and penis, trying to relax me. Suddenly, Devon stopped, “Oh fuck, this is what I’ve been looking for,” he said. He grabbed me by my hips and snapped me toward him as he lunged forward. He seemed to enter another part of my body I didn’t realize existed. I stiffened in absolute agony and screamed. My legs were straight in the air and my toes seemed to curl involuntarily. I could feel his huge scrotum resting against my ass. I looked at the monitor and realized every inch of his enormous penis was now inside of my body. My little hole was no longer little and it stretched and ripped to accept the HIV positive penis ready to fill me with poison. Devon leaned forward and kissed me and as he did his penis seemed to push even further into my small body. His body covered mine and felt so warm and powerful. The pain had slightly subsided but then He slowly began to pull his penis back out. It felt like he was pulling my insides out of my body. I softly begged him to stop and he did just before his penis head came out. Alex grabbed a video camera and moved around to get a close up shot of my filled hole. I looked at the monitor as Alex showed my stretched open ass and I could see a dark red trickle of blood running out of my ass down onto the white sheet where a large stain was developing. Devon grabbed my head and passionately kissed me working his tongue into my mouth. As he did he slammed every inch of his rock hard penis back into me. My head snapped back and I moaned loudly and cried “Oh my god!” “Oh my god” “You’re killing me!!” Devon began to get into a rhythm and as he did my pain started to subside and a new feeling began. Devon’s penis began hitting something inside of me that sent waves a pleasure through my body. The pain was being replaced by ecstasy and I started moaning. “You’re mine now baby,” Devon growled and his pounding intensified. I could hear the loud smacking sound as his penis hit deep into me and his scrotum flattened against my ass. Devon was moaning now too and my head was spinning. I looked around the room and saw different views of my virginity being taken away. Suddenly, Alex hovered over me and the camera was aimed at my face. “You are liking this, aren’t you bitch?” Alex asked from behind the camera. I could only moan and cry “God yes!!” Devon was like a wild man. He wrapped his arms around my body and pulled me up and jackhammered his penis into me. Any thoughts he had of having his orgasm on my face were long forgotten by him in his passion. He pulled entirely out of me several times and like a guided missile plunged back on the target and deeper into my body. It felt like he was getting bigger and harder. I looked away from the monitors and into Devon’s face. Our bodies were covered in sweat. My penis was rock hard and I could feel my own orgasm building deep in me. Alex was masturbating his huge penis as he attempted to record us from various angles. The room was filled with our moaning, the sound of our bodies smacking together and Alex saying “This is fucking hot!! We are going to make a fortune selling this.” Devon’s eyes seemed to roll back in his head. He leaned forward and moaning and nearly screaming. Suddenly he bit down on my neck and made a high pitched wailing sound and it happened. The first pulse from his penis felt incredibly warm. He bit down on hard my neck again actually breaking the skin and drawing blood. I grabbed his beautiful ass and pulled him deeper inside of me. His muscular black body seemed to ripple with intensity and his penis continued to pump warm streams of poison semen as deep as he could go into my body. I could feel every shot coating my insides with more semen than imagine could come out of one person. My penis suddenly erupted and Alex leaned forward catching most of it in his mouth. He then leaned up and kissed me as my own semen was swirled with his tongue back into my mouth. Devon was laying on me breathing so hard and I could feel his heart pounding against my body. Slowly he began to pull out and Alex zoomed the camera in on my ass. What I saw was unbelievable. My hole appeared to be three or four times bigger than before and as he pulled out large amounts of his semen and my blood oozed out of me. I knew it was poisonous and the pummeling I had just received had created the perfect bloody environment for the infection to take hold. As he pulled out he kissed me and whispered “Clean me Austin”. I willingly licked and sucked his penis clean trying to get his semen mixed in my mouth with my semen that Alex had deposited there. Devon rolled off the bed and Alex hopped into his place. “My turn”, he said with a big smile on his face. I wasn’t sure how I could take such a pounding again. Alex’s penis wasn’t as long as Devon, but it was so much thicker and he was so muscular. I knew the sex act would be more intense. Suddenly there was a knock at the door. “Austin are you in there?” It was Rachael!! I froze in fear. My girlfriend was outside the door and I was feet away, naked on a bed with a man’s semen running out of me and my neck bleeding from bite marks inflicted during passionate sex. Then I heard Jacob say, “What are you guys doing?” They were both there and I couldn’t speak or move. Alex and Devon looked at each other. Instead of fear they both smiled. Alex got up and unlocked the door. I couldn’t believe it!! Devon shouted, “Come on in, we need your help with something.” I saw the handle turn and the door opened……

It's probably not too uncommon for experienced bottoms to take charge when hooking-up with an inexperienced (or just shy) Top. Nothing wrong with that if it satisfies both parties.

There is nothing like the natural smell of a man.

Going to meet my BBC businessman friend this weekend and he is going to whore me out at his hotel. He has a lot of friends. Can’t Wait...

Love it.

At 25 years old I was what people termed a "Pretty Boy", very good looks, clean shaven, short dark hair and a trim body. On the outside I was a gentle, placid and kind person. On the inside I had a devious nasty streak which came out when my 7 inch thick pierced poz cock honed in on it's target. Getting a guy to bottom for me took no effort at all. Over the last few years I had been given some good tips on how to make the condom rip allowing me to stealth with greater effect. I was standing outside one of hippest gay nightclubs which attracted the young preppy set. I paid the entrance fee and went inside. The lights flashed and glistened over the bodies of the young twinks as they flayed themselves around on the dance floor. The heavy beat of the continuous music, the occasional whiff of poppers emanating through the air as I made my way around the dance floor. With so many choices it was difficult to isolate any one in particular so I just wandered straight through the middle of the floor. I couldn't have gone more than 5 meters as one young stunner grabbed me to dance with him, he couldn't have been more than 20 years old but was obviously a little drunk. Dark mohican style hair adorned his youthful body standing several inches shorter than me, he oozed a certain naivety. Totally in the music he had turned away from his group of friends to dance with me. As we did so, I gradually kept moving back away from him and like a good puppy he kept up following my movement. Slowly but surely we found ourselves on the other side of the dance floor, isolated from his group of friends. His hands grabbed my hips as we continued dancing, I moved in closer as he looked up at me. He kissed my neck and looked up again where I returned a smile and kissed him on the cheek. "Your so sexy, I would totally have sex with you if your interested" he shouted in my ear. I played the shy look of surprise expression and slapped him gently on the ass lingering and caressing it as I did so. He grabbed my hand and we moved off the dance floor and headed down the corridor to the restroom. As we entered he picked up a condom and lube packet from the basket on the sink counter. I silently laughed to myself thinking this was such a classy place. He looked at me, holding the condom up "Well, interested?" he asked, I simply nodded as he guided me in to a stall and locked the door behind us. "I don't have long, I have to get back to friends." he urgently said. Without a sound he dropped his shorts and underwear handing me the condom and lube. I turned him around and pushed him up against the wall. I dropped my shorts ripped open the condom packet and pushed him up against the wall. I got the tip of the condom and bit the very tip off in a quick movement and slipped it over my raging erection. He took a look at the meat "oh fuck yeah!" he moaned as he pushed his arse out. I lubed my wrapped cock and guided it towards his hole. He tensed as the head pushed through his hole "Oh man, fuck me!" he cried to me. I positioned my hips and rammed my entire shaft deep in to his body a he moaned in pleasure. Pinning him flat up against the wall I kicked his legs apart to provide better access and held his arms tightly above his head. He emitted small erotic cries pleading me to fuck him. I rippled my hips pushing deep in to his hot ass. Pulled halfway out and thrusted back in hard causing his head to fall back against my neck, I continued doing this this until I felt the condom give. As I began to pump his ass with shallow hard thrusts he told me it was hurting. I comforted him whispering to him that it was just the size of my dick, I kissed him long and hard on the mouth as I continued fucking his ass, I withdrew my shaft leaving the head inside of him as I angled my cock to the left and rammed it home. He yelped and struggled to free his arms, I gripped tighter and pushed them up higher above his head. His complaining gradually eased as his moans of desire took over. I continued for several more minutes forcing my cock to push up hard against the walls of his anal lining. I could feel a tingling deep in my balls as they started to build up to the finale. My cock started swelling and twitching uncontrollably. His ass was pushing back to take more of my cock and his hips began pounding against him. I grunted loud, he cried "fuck me, fuck me hard.". I complied by giving him some of my best ass pounding making him whimper in ecstasy. My body pushed him harder up against the wall as I tensed and felt the breeding contractions rocketing up my shaft emitting wave after wave of my toxic seed in his delicate body. I held him still against the wall waiting for the squeezing every last drop in him, gradually I began slow undulating hip movements. I wanted to make sure this boy was bred good. I slowly withdrew my cock from his ass, the condom now only wrapped around half of my shaft I pulled it off and flushed it down the toilet. Still pinning him to the wall with my chest I pulled some tissue from the roll and wiped my cock, I glanced down and saw streaks of blood, I threw it in the toilet and flushed it as well. Pulling my shorts up I kissed him "Great fuck baby, one I hope you enjoyed and will remember." I left the stall and the club.

I am more focused on getting fucked by as many random strangers as possible than on pure anon. It doesn't bother me if I see a guy's face or whatever. But the only extra thing I get out of knowing who the guy is is if he is a really good fuck then maybe we can find each other again. But pure anon fucking has one great benefit. It gets you away from any hangups or preferences you have. One of the things that surprises me about hookup apps is how oriented towards face pics or showing your six pack abs. I really couldn't give a fuck. But everyone has there own preferences. I like big cocks and uncut cocks, so if I am choosing from an array of visible options I will gravitate to those things. When I used condoms, I was much pickier, but now even if a cock is underwhelming, at least there is the prospect of a load. When I am taking anon cock the only time I get identifying info is maybe when I put my hand back to make sure there is no condom, I might feel how big the cock is. Or when I suck the cum covered cock freshly pulled from my ass I might see his body or face. It doesn't ruin anything for me, but I don't care who the guy is. So I am fine with knowing my fuck, but also happy to just bend over a bench in a darkroom and take whatever is offered. I don't intentionally look. If you are worried that guy's face isn't cute, or his cock is too small, or his body isn't hot, or he has full blown AIDS, well you are missing out on a lot of good fucking.

I got an email from the real estate company that owns Alpha house. I knew that the “company” was really just the office of the guy who had used his Real Estate office to set up the time share, and handle the money so that no one actually owned anything, except a time share itself. When I had joined, he explained that premium shares, and limited shares were the actual names of alpha and cumdump memberships. There was also an alpha, and a cumdump who were lawyers, and they helped set it up to avoid having anyone own anything but permission to use the facilities. The idea that cumdump's holes were facilities was not part of actual definition. Cumdumps were only allowed to use the facilities according to the schedules. Anyway, I was very surprised to get the letter. Since I didn’t know anyone by name, aside from the founding alpha, I didn’t understand why I would get an email. It just said I should come to the house during a certain time of the day, the following Wednesday. I wondered if I had done something wrong, and was going to be in trouble. I went at the earliest time given. Since no one had said to do otherwise, I went in the basement, and put my clothes in one of the basket bins just like I do when I am coming to be used for a shift. There were a few cumdumps there, being used by some alphas, so I just went to the main room, and bent over one of the fuckhorses, and waited. The founder walked over, slapped my ass, and said, “Come with me, cuntface.” I followed him out of the room, and into the office in the back of the ground floor. Two other alphas were there, and they had three chairs set up in a half circle. He sat in the middle chair, and said, “You can kneel down here, if you want.” Indicating a spot in the middle of the half circle. All three of them were dressed, and sat looking at me. “So,” he said to the others, gesturing toward me, “This is the famous cocksucker I told you about.” Everyone chuckled. “Hell, even his ass is famous. We got a visitor asking to take him home with him, and he got an invitation to be the guest of honor at a gangfuck party!” He looked at me sternly. “You been having gangbangs on your own time, cuntface?” He asked me. “No sir.” I said. "Sir, I never even really saw the guest until after he finished fucking me, and then it was mostly his cock I saw, as I cleaned him off.” “So, you heard the question?” Said one of the other two tops. “You want us to loan you out to 14 horney gangbangers in front of all their friends?" I paused for longer than even I expected. " . . . I really like being used by guys. Two at a time is fine with me, and letting them just do what they like . . . “ "You understand we can’t have anything to do with this, right? I mean, before, or after?” Said the founder. “But, we don’t own you.” You paid your rent through Friday. Their party is on a Saturday.” “But sir, I don’t want to quit being a cumdump here! I love it!” “Relax.” He said. “We let your membership lapse, on Friday. You go to the party, what happens there is up to you.” He stood up, and started to pull off his pants. “You can start right now convincing the three of us you want to come back and be ours again after all those young studs are done with you."

I read somewhere here that baby oil did the job. It does, i bought some, used it as lube and within 4 or 5 strokes i felt it pop inside and I fucked that sweet ass like there was no tomorrow. To whoever posted that earlier on, thanks! I can now fuck and breed the "safe" guys too.

Thank you all for reading and enjoying this story. Keep an eye out for "The Boy in Red" coming soon. I'm the meantime, here's the end of Dan's adventure in Madrid... Epilogue. As he climbed into bed, quietly so as not to wake Alex, Dan's head was spinning with everything that had happened that night. It was 7am and it was light outside. Alex was asleep, wrapped in the white sheets that are always found in rented apartments; what a recipe for mess, thought Dan. As he cuddled up to his snoozing naked boyfriend, Alex stirred, reaching around to pull Dan close in behind him. Dan's cock, not quite exhausted from the nights activities was hard and he pressed it into Alex's pert behind. A shower before he'd left Greg's had cleaned off the body paint that would have served as evidence of the night's indiscretions and Dan smelled of sports body wash rather than cum and lube. As he reached to caress his naked man's lithe body, Dan felt Alex's cock, more awake than the man it was attached to. He'd always enjoyed Alex's cock, versatile like he was, Alex enjoyed a regular exchange of loads with Dan despite having been together for two years. Alex stirred further as Dan ducked under the covers and pulled His cock into his mouth. The sucking roused the sleepy man and soon Alex was, sleepily, thrusting into Dan's mouth. Alex rolled onto his back. A picture-perfect otter, Alex had just the right amount of chest hair to accentuate the slight definition on his frame. Dan straddled Alex, caressing his dick and pulling a lube packet liberated from one of the clubs. He didn't need lube to take Alex, his hole was lubed with all the loads from the night's adventures, but he figured he should at least make a show. Sliding down onto his lover's hard dick, Dan moaned as he felt the combination of poz loads coating his insides smooth the meat's passage into him. Alex gave a slight moan as Dan rode him, his cock hard at the knowledge of the dirty cum coating his boyfriend's dick. But Alex wasn't in a totally top mood. After a while of thrusting into Dan he pulled out and reversed his position, presenting his tight hole, with just the slightest bit of hair around it. Dan wasted no time in pouring lube onto his boyfriend's hole and sliding inside. Alex made little noise, but those he made were of desire and encouragement as Dan fucked him. He could barely believe he had any cum left in him, but soon he felt the tightening of his balls and his dick stiffened as he pumped his load inside his final fuck of the night. Despite the word previously emblazoned on his chest, Dan knew that he wasn't going to be needing red paint for Alex tonight, but if anything said at that apartment that night was true then maybe he'd need to soon enough. He felt momentarily guilty, but it soon passed as Alex pulled him to cuddle and he finally sank into a deep sleep. The End

The fastest loads are always at the end of a CumUnion Sex party. You have all these tops that have been fuking all night and avoiding cumming and they are now desperate to unload. Since I stay til the end I am an easy access point and one of the few remaining. The tops are so ready to cum that they barely have it in and you can feel their cocks pulsing as the nut load shoots into you. By the end of a CumUnion night a lot of guys have left so I have had cases where a top nutted in me, pulled out and as his load was dripping my my well used ass, another top slid in and unloaded immediately and another. I've had 8 in a row do that before to the point that by the time the 5th or 6th one pulled out you could hear cum hitting the floor with a splat as it fell from my overloaded ass and the next guy slid in to add his DNA to the mix.

Indianapolis—December, 2019 I don’t remember how we met online. I do know that we have chatted off and on for almost a dozen years. Now that I was in the Mid-Indiana area, I wanted to see if we could finally meet. Sam was excited I was finally closer. His life was more complicated now as he lived with a straight family member. But in my fourth week there he finally had the house to himself. I asked if he wanted me to bring the sling. He did. He said he’d never been in one. I told him how much room it required and he thought the living room could take it. I found the house, finally, even though some street signs were down. It was small—and the living room was crowded, but we moved some furniture and made it happen. I really looked at him as we lugged a coffee table out of the room. He was my age…a good ten years older than the pics in his profile, but that was no issue. He was tall and thin. He was just beginning to show a gut—which was just more pronounced with his thin build. He had a decent cock—just under seven inches. But I was here for his ass… I sit on the couch. There is just room for him to kneel in front of me with the sling set up. “Let me get that dick nice and hard. And good and wet.” He is very verbal. Each time he does something he comments on it. “Your balls are delicious in that ripe jock. Let me get them wetter.” I let him suck me at his own pace. Only once do I push down on his head when he is struggling to take the last half inch. He gags. And actually has to excuse himself. He runs from the room. Fortunately, we both find it kinda hot. He comes back and sucks me with gusto. “Wanna get in the sling?” “Yeah. I’ve truly never been in one.” He sits and tips back into it expertly. H’mmmm… “And you are good with me going in raw?” “Yeah…” he fingers his hole and nods. “Just don’t cum in me.” I slap my hard cock on his balls. And kneel to eat his hole. The act of rimming him makes his mouth go non-stop. “Eat that hole. Stick your tongue in this mancunt. Eat me out…” On and on…but more hot than not. I stand up and push in. It’s an easier entry than I thought it might be, but it is still a tight hole. This causes another gush of words. “Fuck me. Use me. Fuck!” I speed up to a blistering fuck speed. I pound his hole—and abruptly pull it out. “Wha…??” “Taste your hole on my cock.” I move around the side of the sling and shove my cock in his mouth. He cleans me with abandon. When I move back to his ass, another torrent of words follow me. “Fuck, I taste good. That is hot. I don’t do that very often. You are such a [banned word]…” The last is cut short by my pushing into his ass again. I fuck long slow strokes, moving the sling back and forth with me standing still. “Fuck, that feels so good. I want your cum in me. I know I said I didn’t, but I don’t care. Cum in my hole. Cum in me!” He has begun to jerk his cock. He’s not fully hard anymore, but I am sure he is going to shoot pretty damn fast. “You want my cum in your hole?” I speed up, my hips taking over the driving fuck. “Yes, I want your load. I want your whole load deep inside. I want you. I want your cum…” More and more as he jerks. I have been fucking for maybe ten minutes. Are we truly done? I speed up the fuck even more, making the chains rattle. And something in his constant talk flips a switch in my brain. I am suddenly ready to breed. “I’m gonna load your ass. Want it?” “Yes! Breed me. Breed me deep. Let me feel it!” I give him three more strokes and fire off my load. I grunt it out, holding onto the sling frame. His cock erects. I can just lean down and take him in my mouth, keeping me firmly in his ass, and take his load into my mouth. Sam groans out his orgasm, his words becoming meaningless sounds. And that is it. We are done. Short and sweet. Though his cum was a little bitter… No jump to conclude it this time as it was so short, but feel free to peruse the 1050 other entries: [think before following links] https://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/

Part 11 - July 2017 Byron took the final curtain call for the evening with Louise to a standing ovation from the audience, this becoming a regular thing with every performance. The Broadway critics loved the show and gave rave reviews seeing Louise performing again and giving Byron amazing write up's as standing out next to the star of the show, able to hold his own and command the audience. His few solo singing and dancing parts drew thunderous applause just like Louise's had. They were running in to the last 3 weeks of the production. He sat in his dressing room looking at the text from Sam and put his phone down. He was upset that Sam couldn't make it out as he was touring through Europe with a German ballet company. Sam had been keeping up with the reviews and would constantly send Byron messages heaping praise and promising they would see each other in December. Byron had kept in touch with Jack and told him about Marcus and the time they spent together, even confessing how upset he was when it turned out to be nothing but sex. Still he had brought happiness to Marcus and Tyler, despite his own sadness around Sam being unable to fly out. Tyler and he would still spend together in bed. Tyler knocked on the dressing room door and walked in seeing the sad look on Byron's face, he went over and put his arms around Byron's neck hugging him. They had been a rock to each other after Marcus left for LA, Tyler was supporting Byron now that Sam was not coming over. "How do you do that, keep turning up when I am sad" Byron joked looking at Tyler in the mirror. Tyler smiled and sat down "Don't know, maybe I can sense your sadness" he laughed. Byron wiped the make up off his face "Thank you Tyler, and I really mean it" he said smiling at him. Tyler picked up a wipe and helped "You only have to ask me and I will sleep with you" he said. Byron leaned in and kissed him "I know" he replied kissing him. They were interrupted by another knock at the door "Come in" Byron called, he finished wiping his face. "Is this where the new star of Broadway dresses" Stefan called out opening the door. Byron stood and ran over in to his arms bursting in to tears "Hell Byron what is the matter?" Stefan asked. He sniffled "Nothing, god I am so happy to see you" he said kissing Stefan on the mouth. Tyler stood up and knew immediately this was Byron's man "I should go Byron" he said. Stefan looked over "And who are you?" he asked "Are you fucking my man?" he looked seriously at Tyler. Tyler unsure what to make of it looked at Byron "Boyfriend?" he asked. Byron wiped his face "Stefan come and meet Tyler" he said. Stefan shook hands with Tyler "Well have you?" he asked looking at Tyler seriously. Byron laughed "Very much so" he replied winking at Tyler. Tyler looked at them both "So you are his boyfriend?" he asked Stefan. Byron laughed "Stefan here is straight" he said seeing Tyler looking relieved "Well sort of" he chuckled. Stefan punched Byron lightly on the arm "I am going to be his husband one day" he said smiling. Tyler scratched his head unsure what to make of this "Are you joking or for real?" he asked. "He says he will marry me but won't have sex with me" Byron replied holding Stefan's hand. Tyler laughed "You English are so fucked up" he said "I will leave you two alone to do whatever". Stefan stopped him "No, come to dinner with us, I mean my mother and father are coming as well" he said. Tyler looked at him "You brought your mother and father?" he asked looking shocked. Stefan laughed "My mother is Louise" he replied seeing Tyler smile and nod. Stefan looked at Byron after Tyler left to get changed "So your fucking with him?" he asked again. "Yes" Byron nodded "But I fixed him up with Marcus you know the dancer" he quickly added. Stefan nodded "As long as your not falling for him" he replied kissing Byron's head "Your mine" he said. Byron smiled "So you keep telling me" he said standing there as Stefan buttoned up Byron's shirt. Stefan held Bryon's face "You know I am in love with you". They spent a great deal of time chatting over dinner, Tyler was thrilled as being dance captain he very rarely got invited out with the star of the show for dinner. Stefan made no secret about where he was sleeping for the next 3 nights, Tyler still trying to get his head around their relationship. Through dinner he could see that what Stefan and Byron had went way beyond sexual love for each other. Tyler loved chatting with Louise and her husband, he even got along so well with Stefan that they flirted quite openly knowing it was just words and banter but all the time it was fun. Stefan finished undressing and walked naked from the bathroom and climbed in to bed. Byron settled by cuddling up against Stefan stroking his chest 'I missed you' Stefan said kissing his head, they both quickly fell asleep. Stefan woke early from his jetlag and kissed Byron on cheek telling him he was going down to breakfast, Byron turned over falling back asleep. He walked in to the hotel restaurant to see his father just sitting down and went over to join him. "Morning, can't sleep either" Stefan said sitting down. Matthew looked up "Surprised you are up this early" he replied "Byron is still tired so I left him sleeping" Stefan said after ordering coffee. Matthew laughed at how Stefan acted like they were a couple "You still love him don't you" he said. Caught by surprise he took a sip of coffee "Yes, sometimes I really wish I was gay" he replied looking down. Matthew smiled "You know love is not always about sex and you have both shown that" he said lovingly. Stefan looked at his father "You don't mind this, I mean it screws any chance of finding a girl". He shook his head "Well no I don't mind, does Byron feel the same way towards you?" he asked. "I think so" Stefan said thinking "he has never said he loved me though" he admitted. Matthew smiled "He is gay Stefan, maybe he wants more but can you give that to him?" he quizzed his son. Stefan looked at him "What if I can't, I don't want to loose him from my life" he said with slight panic. "Only you and Byron can determine the future and what happens son" Matthew said making it clear. Stefan chuckled "I never thought you and I would ever be having this conversation" he said. Matthew laughed "Makes a change from talking business" he replied "have you ever... you know?" he asked. "Done anything?" Stefan finished the question "No, I kissed him once with a chocolate" he replied. Matthew looked at his son "And?". Stefan shrugged his shoulders "It was nice I guess but it wasn't a proper kiss" he replied remembering it fondly. Stefan finished breakfast and headed back up to the suite. Realising that had been the weirdest conversation his father and he had ever talked about. Opening the door he walked through in to the bedroom looking at Byron, he was laying on his back the sheet halfway down his body. Standing there looking at him he just loved how he looked, so peaceful in his sleep, so sexy he thought. He stopped himself, wait, did he think he looked sexy he begun questioning his own thoughts. He stood there for a while lost in his own world undressing himself, he moved over to the bed and climbed in besides Byron. He mumbled and stirred in his sleep, this time Stefan cuddled up to Byron placing his hand over his chest and kissing him on cheek. Byron moved his arm around Stefan's neck and pulled him closer, his hand ran up along the Stefan's arm resting over his bicep. Stefan relaxed his whole body, he missed this, he really loved being in bed with Byron. Being close to him was everything he needed, he smiled remembering how he told Byron growing up that nothing and no one will ever come between them. He lifted his head and looked at the smile on Byron's face 'you belong to me Byron' he whispered softly almost to himself. Byron rubbed Stefan's arm 'I know' he replied catching Stefan by surprise. Stefan laid his head back down, Byron turned on his side and kissed Stefan on the lips tenderly wrapping both his arms around him cuddling him more intimately than they had ever done before. Stefan stroked Byron's back and his breathing steadied as he fell back to sleep, their faces almost touching. His alarm went off at 11.30am and Byron reached over to turn it off, his erection rubbed against Stefan's leg by accident. He was surprised that Stefan did not react and just smiled at him 'dirty tart' he said jokingly. Byron sat up and laughed and slipped out of bed to shower. Stefan walked in to the bathroom naked and sat on the floor watching him shower. Byron looked at him "Pervert" he said causing Stefan to laugh and smile. "What can't I watch you shower now?" Stefan asked standing up "or should I join you?" he stood by the shower. Byron turned looking at Stefan's physique "Better not" he replied grinning. Stefan chuckled "Yeah better not, after what you did to Darren" he said and burst out laughing. Byron shook his head "Don't remind me" he said holding his hand out for a towel "You coming to the theatre?". "No, father wants to check out some hotels he is considering using" Stefan replied still watching him. Byron dried his hair "I thought you were here to relax?" he asked stepping out of the shower. "You know him, mixing work with pleasure" Stefan replied "Can we dine alone together after the show?" he asked. Byron stood in front of him "Are you asking me out on a date" he laughed. Stefan smiled "Yeah suppose I am" he replied laughing, Byron stopped and look at him. "Your ex is right we are a pair of weirdos" Byron replied smiling "Oh and yes I will". Stefan walked in to the shower and looked at Byron watching him "Stop looking you tart" he laughed. Byron and Louise took the final curtain call as the standing audience disappeared from view as the curtain touched the stage floor and everyone relaxed. Louise kissed and hugged him which had become normal after every curtain drop. "We need to meet with the producers tomorrow at 2pm" Louise told Byron. He nodded "Another packed out show" Byron commented as they walked to the wings. Louise smiled "Your getting quite a name for yourself Byron" she enthused. "It's all down to you Louise, I owe you a lot for what you have taught me" Byron said hugging her again. "You better get ready for your date" Louise casually said "Stefan is waiting for you in the foyer". Byron tutted "Is nothing secretive around here" he laughed running off stage to get changed. He didn't really know what to expect on a date with Stefan, to him it just seemed as though they were having dinner alone as they walked in to the restaurant. Byron recognised several Broadway stars from different shows that were also arriving and dining. He didn't know them personally but knew of them from the billboards outside the theatres he passed every day. Byron pointing out some of the stars to Stefan who sat there watching him full of happiness and listening intently. "What?" Byron suddenly asked looking at Stefan. Stefan smiled "Nothing, you look incredibly happy" he said "I have never seen you like this". Byron sat back in his chair "I love what I am doing and you are here" he responded in truthfulness. "Are you in love with me then?" Stefan asked causing Byron "only you have never really told me?". Byron looked at Stefan "You know I love with you, you don't need me to tell you" he replied. Stefan smiled "Good" he said pausing "You know I can't find a girlfriend, no one compares to you". Byron laughed "Don't be daft, look at you, you could have any girl in here easily" he replied. "Oh I can get sex when I want it" Stefan said "But it's you I want. No. Need". "Sorry to interrupt you both" Patti Lu Pone stood in front of them "I saw your show this evening". Byron stood up "Oh, you did?" he fumbled going all stage struck. Patti smiled "Well mostly due to Louise but I heard great things about you. You stole the show to me". "Thank you Ms Lu Pone, that is very nice of you to say so" Byron replied trying to string words together. "Patti please" she replied "Would you star next to me in my next show in 2018?" she asked immediately. Byron stood looking at her "Me?" he asked "Oh god yes that would be amazing". Patti leaned in a kissed him on the cheek "Fantastic darling, I will set the wheels in motion". "Do you have your agents details?" she asked Byron, Stefan knew he hadn't signed up to one yet. Stefan stood "You can go through my mother" he said "sorry I mean Louise Hythe-Anderson" he corrected himself. Patti turned and looked at him for a moment "Oh yes I can see the resemblance now" she smiled shaking his hand. Stefan waited for her to leave "I hope you didn't mind me doing that" he said to Byron. Byron smiled "What? Oh no, that's Patti Lu Pone" he said again making Stefan laugh. "Don't be surprised Byron, my mother told me you are the talk of Broadway at the moment" Stefan said chuckling. Their evening took longer than anticipated as a few cast members from different shows all wanted to congratulate him on his performance with Louise. Eventually arriving back at the hotel suite just after midnight, Byron walked in to the bathroom and stripped and turned on the shower. As the warm water started coming through the shower head he slipped under the cascading water rolling his head back and allowing the water to flow over his face. Could the night get any more stranger he thought relating back to his conversation with Stefan. It still worried him weather Stefan was really being open with him and completely serious. Stefan stood there and watched for a minute and took down his underwear, slipping in to the shower he stood behind Byron and gently touched him. Byron jumped in surprise and looked down seeing Stefan's arms circling around his waist holding him. He felt Stefan kissing his neck then resting his head against his "I love you so much Byron". Byron held Stefan's arms "I wish you could give me more" he replied. "I'm sorry I can't give you everything you need" Stefan replied turning Byron to face him. Byron kissed him on the cheek "Make good on your promise and never leave me then" he looked Stefan in the eyes. He nodded "Never Byron" Stefan moved his face closer he wanted to kiss Byron. Byron sensed what Stefan was going to do "You don't have chocolate hidden do you?" he said smiling. Stefan grinned at him "Not this time " he replied remembering how they first kissed at Christmas. Stefan moved forward pushing Byron against the shower wall, he looked deep in to his eyes then his lips touched Byron's. Slowly with closed lips he kissed Byron, he repeated this several time and could feel Byron's cock getting hard against his leg. Byron wasn't sure but thought Stefan had a tear roll down his face mixing with the water from the shower. Stefan kissed him again 'Oh Byron' he quietly said then his lips planted hard against Byron's. His lips parted, he felt Stefan's tongue passing over his lips seeking his own. Stefan held Byron tighter, their mouths locked together standing in the shower. They kissed softly and sensually, the years of love between them surfacing. Stefan pulled back and hugged Byron tightly not wanting to let go. By the time they got in to bed and laid in each others arms Byron really knew how deep their love for each other was. They kissed and Stefan stroked Byron's face before tiredness took over them. Byron met Louise in the reception for their 2pm meeting with the producers, they were both unsure what it was about although Louise suggested to Byron that they may want to extend the show. The producers arrived and they sat in the hotel lounge, they wasted no time in telling them they had secured a theatre in the west end of London for 4 months starting in October. They were moving the show to the UK and wanted Louise and Byron to reprise their roles, Byron thought it would be a simple yes but Louise looked over the details and told them she was not happy with the package being offered for Byron. She made it clear that he was to get equal billing and pay due to his success on Broadway, to his surprise the producers agreed immediately if they would sign now. Louise excused herself and Byron to discuss in private. "Well Byron, what do you reckon?" she asked him "you want to work with me for another 4 months?". Byron nodded "Of course" he replied "One condition though" he said looking at her. "Go on" Louise replied. Byron smiled "Will you manage me, you know all this sort of stuff" he asked her. Louise smiled "Deal, but if you get to busy we may need a proper agent to manage you" she said. "I'm sure you can manage it" Bryon said "there is one other thing I was approached last night.." he started. Louise stopped him "I know, Patti wants you staring in her show next year" he laughed. Byron smiled "Did she call you already?" he asked looking surprised. "No, it is the worst kept secret on Broadway, spies are everywhere remember that" Louise said knowingly to him. The deal was done and they would be set to start stage rehearsals in September giving them both a month off when the run finished in August on Broadway. Stefan and Matthew waited for their taxi to the airport saying good bye to Louise to Byron in reception. Stefan kissed Byron on the cheek and hugged him "Stay out of trouble and be safe" he said to him. Byron giggled "And don't get anyone pregnant" he replied feeling the laughter from Stefan's body. "Gonna miss you, have fun with Tyler" Stefan said quietly. Louise put her arm around Byron comforting him, she clearly saw how upset he was at Stefan leaving.

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As guys who have read my posts before would know, lining up fuck and go tops is a favorite thing of mine to do especially if I can make it work just before my partner gets home. This happened perfectly yesterday late afternoon. Now I cant usually hook up from BBRTS, as most guys in London who use it are only looking for drugs and chem sex parties, and I hate chem sex as nobody gets to shoot a load. But yesterday was an exception I got an oink on BBRTS from a guy I didnt know and it turns out he was working around the corner and when he finished his meeting he needed to get off. He walled around to my house, and I sucked him hard, and he pushed in with the help of some lube. I needed that lube as this guy had girth, really thick and the same thickness all the way down the shaft, and needless to say it felt good. He had obviously been thinking about blowing his load for a while as he didnt last long and was soon shooting two days worth of thick cum into my ass. I would have licked him clean, but he said he was too sensitive after he shoots, pulled up his pants and was on his way. Next I messaged the local muscly Australian Asian guy and luckily he was on his way home from work and was busrting. Less then 20 minutes later he was balls deep in the first guys cum and pounding a second load into me. Its the second of his loads I have had in a week, so its good he is becoming regular. Then right on time my partner came home, and found me perfectly pre lubed for his cock and gave me such a hard intense fuck that I was literally pinned down to the mattress when he finally came.

A Hot and horny power bottom (Justin) calls up his best friend (Chad) who is also a power bottom and tells him to come spend the weekend with him hanging out doing parTyyee and getting really high . So Chad shows up and Justin is already feeling extremely high and horny and hands chad the pipe and says you need to catch up , smoke it . Chad then pulls out some points from his bag and says lets both catch up , and grabs Justin's arm and slams him then does his own. The two boys begin coughing and feeling the intense rush ,then the extreme horny feeling that gets stronger and stronger and makes them lose all inhibitions and as they sit back naked surfing the bb porn sites and hook up sites on there laptops. Justin tells Chad that he is so fucking high and horny that he wants to finally make his ultimate fantasy come true . Chad knows exactly what fantasy Justin wants to make happen and says FUCK YA!! I'm so horny and would love to do it . Justin's fantasy is for him and Chad to be extremely high and uncontrollably horny and they both give in to their extreme addiction for cum and transform into aggressive dominate power bottom masters. And they begin their hunt for a clueless straight punk or jock to trick him into coming over to hang out and drink and smoke greens. They get lucky right away as Justin's brother (Danny) who lives with him is out of town for a week , But forgot to tell his buddy JayJay that he had to cancel plans for him to come spend the weekend.. So suddenly the door bell rings and Justin puts a towel around his waist and answers the door and there stands JayJay 6'tall 180lbs. He has a toned high school body but is wearing his gothic punk gear and worn white high top Converse all-stars and his back pack with his change of clothes and toothbrush. When he sees Justin standing in the door way completely naked except for a towel around his waist and also wearing a pair of white high top Converse All-stars, he is shocked and he freezes and doesn't know what to say. Then after an awkward silence he says, "Wow awesome you wear high chucks too. I mean is Danny around he invited me over to spend the weekend." And Justin standing there high and horny as hell looking at this punk boy in converse and starring right at the boy's bulge in his shorts, only hears the words spend the weekend. Justin thinks, "Hell ya! You are going to spend the weekend" Then he realizes that he didn't just think that, but he actually said that out loud to the boy. He quickly tells the boy to come in so he can explain about his brother going out of town ,and shuts the door behind him and locks it. The boy starts to wonders why he locked the door but is quickly distracted by seeing Chad in the other room completely naked and bending over with his smooth round tight butt facing him, and he sees Chads butt hole wide open. The boy catches himself staring at it and tries to look away. Then he suddenly notices that Chad, too, has on a pair of white high-top Converse all-stars. The boy is frozen again and can't look away from the sight of Chad bent over with his butt hole wide open and wearing Converse. Justin hands the boy a drink and says, "Here, drink this. I'm sorry you have to forgive us we are both naked because we have our clothes in the dryer and we have our Converse on because ..." Justin forgets what excuse to say for being naked in Converse. He just said, "Aw, fuck it! We are both extremely high as hell" and asks the boy if he wants to get extremely high with them. He then adds quickly, "and oh ya my brother is out of town for a week and forgot to tell you. So you can just hang out with us for the weekend." The boy pulls away from the starring at Chad , and realizes he drank the drink that Justin handed to him and he hands the glass back to him and says, "thank you." and Justin says, "Here, let's put your stuff in Danny's room" and leads the boy to the room where he lays his stuff on the bed. He quickly hands the boy the pipe and says, "Take some puffs on this," and the boy takes a huge long long hit then when he blows it out he realizes it wasn't pot like he thought it was and asks Justin what is in the pipe. Justin quickly puts the pipe back to the boy's mouth and says, " Wow, dude, that was a huge hit. Awesome! Let me see you do that again." The boy goes ahead and takes another huge long hit and he quickly starts to feel the effects of the 2 hits or was it the drink that was handed to him to drink without knowing what it was. Suddenly he is feeling so good and the feeling just gets better and better and all of a sudden he doesn't care. He is feeling a high like he never felt and cant believe how good he feels. Meanwhile Chad is in the next room but has heard every thing the boy has said and knows what Justin is up to . So he decides he should join in and help Justin with his plan to trick the boy into being so high that he cant help but agree to allowing them to get him even higher and higher. He takes out 3 points and makes them up real quick making sure to make the one for the boy just strong enough to send his body into the most intense level of horny that when they tell the boy what they want to do to him he will not be able to resist. Justin told the boy to follow him into the living room and sit back in a chair and completely relax, but before he sat down Justin said, "Why don't you take off your shirt and your shorts? And take off your underwear if your wearing any, and I'll bring you a towel to wear it will be much more comfortable." So the boy feeling super high didn't argue thinking, "I guess being high in a towel is more comfortable." So he took off his shirt and shorts, and he wasn't wearing underwear. He sat back naked wearing only his high-top white Converse All-stars. Then both Justin and Chad came back in the room. Chad told the boy that he was a nurse, He had one of the points in his hand and told the boy that it was vitamins that he needs to take if he wants to continue to smoke the stuff that is in the pipe. The boy wanted to keep smoking the pipe and feeling good so he agreed. Chad quickly took the boy by the arm and found a big vein then quickly gave him the injection. He told the boy to sit back and completely relax and coughing is normal and just completely relax that the extreme rush and heat and wave of extreme high will smooth out and to just completely focus on how good it feels. "Relax and let your body surrender to the awesome feeling." As he did, Chad and Justin did their slams then got down in front of the boy and when the boy opened his eyes he saw both of them completely naked in their converse and wearing no towels. He was sitting back in the chair naked in his Converse and no towel, and he looked up and noticed that the huge big screen TV in front of him was playing porn but there were no girls only men and boys. He felt a pinch at his ball sack for a second because Chad gave the boy's cock a shot of Caverject, and the boy looked down and saw that his cock was growing and getting hard. He started to be embarrassed, but Chad and Justin quickly grabbed a hold of the boys hard cock and looked up into his eyes and told him that they both want his cock. They told the boy that they want to worship and give extreme pleasure to his cock. They said they want his to just sit back and make his whole body relax and surrender his cock to them and let them take complete control of his cock and focus on how good it feels. As the boy laid back enjoying the most intense level of pleasure and high and horny that he never dreamed possible, he watched the porn and saw that boys were sitting back moaning while other boys were riding their cocks with their butt holes, and he saw that there were no condoms. The boys riding started begging the boys for their cum telling them "please, come inside me." That is when Chad and Justin looked deep into the boys eyes and told him that is what they want to do to him. They want to ride his cock with no condom into their butt holes and milk his big boy cock. They told the boy that they want him to just sit back and relax and enjoy the high and to completely surrender his cock to them while they milk out load after load out. As they took turns riding his raw cock, he looked down and saw their Converse next to his sides. He reached down and grabbed on to the rubber toe caps of them and held on while they milked him and made him cum inside deep. They kept the boy super high all weekend while they milked him of every drop of cum his balls could make and made him surrender to them completely and totally become their slave. From now on they owned his cock. and his balls will be trained to produce more and more cum until they naturally just produce cum all day and night

Chris couldn’t remember a time where he wasn’t attached to a girl. Even before he knew how to spell ‘girlfriend,’ he had one. At first he attracted them just by being the brash, confident exceptional boy he was, excelling in every sport, activity, hobby, and grade as he went. Once puberty hit, the line of ladies seeking his company grew exponentially, keeping his dance card full all the way through high school and college. Maybe that’s why he never realized there was a need inside him that was aching to be fulfilled, until it was too late. The rain had been pouring for almost a week straight since Chris had moved into his new apartment, in a new city, where he had just started a new job. Having graduated high school at 16, and college at 20, Chris was used to things coming easily to him, but no one seemed impressed or even pleased with him at work. Unnerved by his slow start, he hungered for something to distract and rejuvenate him. On his third night there, he called his current girlfriend who was two hours away in the tiny town where they’d gone to school together. After five minutes on the phone, Chris realized she wouldn’t be driving up to see him anytime soon. Unphased, he assumed he’d have another girlfriend by the end of the week, and decided to work out his frustrations with a different type of physical exertion. He was already lacing up his tennis shoes for a run when the sky opened up and cancelled that idea. The next few nights he spent looking for a female companion in bars and clubs, but amazingly he had no luck. As it turns out, being born handsome and exceptional makes it easy to get girls when you are in a small town, but here in the city, he had no idea how to approach a woman and start a conversation. Without the aid of a classroom he was helpless, not to mention the added disadvantage of working so late each night that anyone worth talking to was either taken or drunk. So there he was, stuck inside on a rainy Saturday night: horny, alone and itching for release of some kind. Getting out the newspaper with half a mind to call one of the women advertizing under the escort section, he happened to turn to a full page ad for a gym. Halted by the spandex clad babe in the photo, he realized as he read that the gym was only a few blocks from his house and extremely reasonably priced, considering they advertized services like personal training, massage therapy, dozens of different classes and a nutritionist. He clipped the coupon from the bottom corner, tossed on some shorts and a tshirt and dashed to his carport. Perhaps it was a stereotype, but Chris expected floor to ceiling windows, bright lights and a giant neon sign to welcome him. Instead he found himself walking in to an unassuming red brick building at 11pm, where a short, trim redhead greeted him. She took his coupon, promised him the first five visits no strings attached and instructed him to veer left to the men’s gym, where one of the male trainers would meet him. A slim tan blond man named Dave led him through the 4 story complex, explaining that unlike other gyms, Stern’s kept the male and female gyms separate, only combining on the top floor where group classes were held. The floor below that had the nutritionist’s area and windowless mirrored work-out areas for each sex, containing equipment like weight machines, treadmills, etc. The main floor housed the offices, private training rooms, locker rooms, and massage rooms, and the basement housed two identical pool areas, divided by sex, each with an Olympic size pool, sauna, steam room, and shower area. Chris was about to question the separation until a man strode past him in the buff and dove into the pool. Dave explained that the workout area was divided to promote working out for yourself, instead of worrying how you looked to some slut. Chris laughed, but asked again about the pool, when Dave explained that there were no suits allowed on the pool level when the gym opened 60 years before, and they’d never changed the rule. Shrugging it off, he thanked Dave and got to his work out, running for almost an hour with only a few other men spread around the large room. He was sweating profusely, going faster and faster, his eyes locked with his reflection in the mirror across from him, until someone walked in front of his machine, and he almost fell off. Hitting the stop button and jumping off, Chris glanced up as he took a swig from a complimentary water bottle and almost spit it back up. The man who’d broken his stride was the most beautiful specimen Chris had ever seen. He starred, slack-jawed and bug-eyed at the shirtless 6’6”, 230lbs, raven haired, blue eyed ripped god who had taken up a spot at the weight bench and was pressing some ridiculous amount. “Spot me, bro.” The man, who Chris would come to know as Jake, commanded. Usually Chris would have begged off, being more of a cardio guy with no weight training to speak of, but Jake’s tone made him step over and take the spotting position. He stood there spotting him for two sets of 25, when Jake hopped up and began removing weights, telling Chris to take his place. He laid down before remembering to protest, and tried to grunt out his lack of interest in weights between lifts. “You need this man,” Jake said, scooting close enough over Chris’ head that his shorts hung open directly over Chris’ face. Chris shut up and tried not to get caught sneaking glances at the firm thighs and enticing shadows up the shorts’ legs. “Guy like you probably got along fine in school, handsome and fit, but now you’re in the real world and it’s time you work out like a real man.” After Chris could do no more reps, Jake pulled him to standing with one hand and introduced himself as one of the private trainers that the gym employed. Jake explained that new members got three free training sessions, and he expected Chris to use them. Arriving in the lockerroom, Jake tugged off his shorts leaving him in an extremely-snug pair of white briefs, outlining his hefty bulge and perfectly spherical ass. Taking Chris’ hand, he placed it on his lower abs and told him to feel the definition where they met his groin muscles, as well as on his pecs, huge biceps and the back of his warm, fuzzy thighs. Wrapping himself in a towel, Jake stripped the briefs from under it without revealing anything else, and then made Chris promise to come back the next night for legs. Nodding, he watched as Jake strode off into the staircase for the showers, before regaining his senses, pulling on his coat, and leaving. That night as he showered, Chris replayed the images of Jake in his mind, and found that he was excited by the idea of working out with him again. His dick jumped when he remembered the view up Jake’s shorts, but he dismissed it as a side effect of needing pussy and seeing that much exposed skin. Chris returned the next night, and the next, and the next and was quickly the gym’s best customer. Jake made him a great deal on a weekly training fee, and the two of them were quickly transforming Chris from an attractive slim wasp-type, into a buffed, taught, machine of a man. Chris became obsessed with making Jake proud of his work, and started imagining Jake more and more in his fantasies. At first he was just taking part in whatever imaginary threesome Chris concocted to get his rocks off, but after awhile Jake was becoming the star. Still, Chris convinced himself that he was only picturing Jake because he symbolized the ideal that Chris was striving to become. Before either of them knew it, 6 months had passed and Jake was Chris’ best friend, well only friend, in town. One night as they stripped down to shower, carefully concealing their full nudity from one another, Jake asked Chris when he last got laid, and couldn’t believe it was really 6 months. “Come early tomorrow,” Jake said before they split to head to separate shower stalls. “Then we’ll go out after and find some pussy. Time to test out your new body on some unsuspecting skanks.” Music rocked Chris’ chest as he tried to hear what the gorgeous brunette was saying, shouting from the stool next to his. He tried to care, but he could tell she was hot for his dick, the way she caressed his arms and stroked his thigh, but he kept getting distracted watching Jake dance with a petite latin girl. As he suspected, it was barely an hour later that the four of them had taken a cab back to Jake’s apartment and each couple began getting hot and heavy on opposite ends of the couch. He was so caught up seeing Jake in action and getting his first play in months that he didn’t notice Jake pull out a glass pipe and small white bag full of crystal shards. Both girls jumped at the chance to smoke, but Chris declined, never having tried any drugs, or even hard liquor. “Too bad,” Jake said, blowing a cloud of something he called ‘tina’ as he spoke. “This shit makes me cum like a fire hydrant and fuck like a bull.” The latin girl squealed and shoved her hand into his open fly while they finished the bowl. As the brunette started to unzip Chris’ pants, Jake picked up his date, tossed her over his shoulder and dashed into the bedroom. Disappointed that he was unable to watch his idol demolish the latin chick’s cunt, Chris regained his vigor when he realized he could hear every dirty, nasty thing that was going on just beyond the bedroom door. The two buddies eventually turned it into a fuck-fight, seeing which one could make his girl cum faster, harder and more often. Chris planned to be the victor, having achieved anal first, but lost control when he moved to the floor and caught a glance through the open door of Jake’s face and chest contorted in pleasure as he pounded the bitch doggy style. He whipped his cock out of the brunette’s ass, and shot copious amounts of jizz across her tits and face. Spent, Chris fell back against the coffee table and watched as the brunette hopped up and ran to the bathroom. Once she was finished, she made some dumb excuse and disappeared to find a cab, while Chris slowly found his briefs and used them to wipe down his cock and chest before dragging his ass to the john. Taking his time as he passed the bedroom in hopes of another glance, he almost fell over when the latin girl was slammed up against the wall by the door, both her legs over Jake’s arms as they completed their fuck. Chris stood in the dark hall, his dick hardening again, wishing he could see Jake’s cock, but afraid to venture further out from his hiding spot. As Jake laid the girl on the bed and grunted his final grunt, Chris slipped into the bathroom and began washing up in the sink. Still hardening, he took a moment to admire the v-shape that was forming from his abs to his dick, and the way his arms and pecs stood out and shone in the dim bathroom light. He flexed and stroked his dick just in time for Jake to burst in behind him and push past him to the toilet. They laughed at Chris’ display, and Jake began commenting on how proud he was of Chris’ progress while Chris went into a fog where all he could see was Jake’s dick. Semi-hard and covered in cum and pussy juices, Jake drew a finger from the dick head out to the toilet bowl, leading a heavy beady string of cum. After a moment, Jake’s piss began to flow, and Chris realized he was fully hard again. All he wanted to do at that moment was reach out and take Jake’s cock in his hand. He had no idea what he would do with i, all he knew is the world would be perfect if he could feel Jake’s cock. He snapped out of his haze as the latin girl came in with them and took a hold of Chris’ hard-on, asking for seconds. He lifted her up onto the counter and fucked her right there while Jake watched and cheered them on. Chris was ready to cum in minutes once Jake began to stroke his dick again. He came deep in her pussy, adding his load to Jake’s, before the trainer lifted her off Chris’ cock and took her back into the bedroom for sloppy thirds. Looking down, Chris realized his cock was covered in both his load and his buddy, and he couldn’t resist wiping off a few drops and tasting them before he got dressed and snuck out the door. Chris gave up trying to explain his feelings for his friend after that, giving in each weeknight to fantasies of jerking off together, showering together, even letting Jake cum in his mouth. On the weekends they’d find more girls and repeat the fun with new victims, sometimes only finding one girl and having to share. Still too afraid of what Jake might do if he realized Chris’ attraction, Chris was always careful to take turns on the girls. One night as a perky blonde co-ed was giving them both head on the couch, Dave from the gym walked in with a teenage jock type guy, sat down and loaded some tina in a bowl. Chris was weirded out at first, until Jake explained that Dave was his roommate and they saw each other fucking around on a regular basis. Chris was even more shocked when the teen dropped to his knees and began sucking Dave off. Jake could see Chris’ shock and, before the girl noticed, he dragged them both to the bedroom to fuck. A few weeks later, they had just gotten back from the club with tall modelesque girl, when Dave entered, this time accompanied by a skater type guy with piercings in his nose, brow, ear and nipples (which he proudly showed while Dave loaded a bowl). Chris declined the pipe as usual, but the girl was on a mission to get him to try it, telling him he could only fuck her tight pussy if he took at least one hit off the pipe. Chris said no again, his hard cock begging him to give in. “Stop being a little bitch and smoke this,” Jake ordered him before handing Chris the pipe, and lighting it. Chris began inhaling as the smoke filled the cylinder, just as he had heard Dave and Jake explain to girls and guys they’d initiated previously. At first he felt nothing, but with the exhale came a huge cough, and a buzzing feeling shooting up his spine and into his brain. He should have stopped at one hit, but the model kept shotgunning hits with him and encouraging him to take more and more. Soon there was an all out smoke/fuck fest in the middle of the living room. Chris was pounding the model’s pussy while Jake shoved his cock deep into her throat, which was quite a feat, since he is at least 9 inches long and tends to get wider the longer he fucks. Dave had the skater on the floor with his legs over his head and was breeding his ass with a nice thick 8 inch uncut cock. Chris found himself wondering how the tight hole took so much cock and somehow still made the boy beg for it like he did. Many years before, one of Chris’ girlfriends had shoved her finger in his ass while they fucked. After the initial jumping and hollering, Chris found he enjoyed it, so much so that he was now in the habit of fingering his hole when he jerked off. The combo of the high and the site in front of him had Chris so horned up that when he and Jake switched ends, he asked the model to finger his hole. Eyes closed, he heard a bottle of lube pop open and a long, kinda thick finger slide two knuckles deep into his tight ass. Moaning, he began to pump harder in her throat, which made Jake pump back from the other end. Simultaniously, they pulled out of their respective ends, and began covering her in cum. Neither one shot far enough to hit the other, but Chris made sure to lick up some of Jake’s load while kissing the model before she ran to the shower. Mysteriously, even with the model in another room, Chris could still feel a finger slowly pumping his hole, almost making him hard again. Turning, Chris made eye contact with Dave, who pulled his finger out and mouthed “you’re welcome,” so Jake and the Skater bottom would be none the wiser. Joining the model in the shower, Chris was worried when he didn’t get hard as fast as usual, which she explained might be from the tina. Anxious about it, Chris hopped out and went to find Jake or Dave to ask them but stopped just outside the living room where he couldn’t be seen easily, but had a pretty good view of Jake feeding his hardon to the skater boy, while Dave pounded the boy’s ass. Instantly Chris was hard and went back into the bathroom where he fucked the model as rough as he could, focused on the picture of Jake’s dick sliding between his own lips. A few days later, Dave ran into Chris in the locker room and asked him what he thought of the weekend’s festivities. Unsure, Chris tried to play it cool, until Dave told Chris he had seen the way Chris looked at Jake, and was pretty sure Chris would have sucked Jake off if the skater hadn’t done it. Chris tried to deny it, but Dave whipped out his phone, and produced pix of Jake feeding his load to other tricks Dave had brought home. “I’ve yet to see him fuck a guy,” Dave said, handing Chris the phone before leading him into a massage room. “but I know he loves feeding them. Maybe next time I can find a way for you to swallow his spunk.” Chris wasn’t listening. He was engrossed in the photos on Dave’s phone, each of them featuring the two roommates destroying bottoms of all ages and types, Dave in their asses, Jake in their mouths. Dave continued describing dirty scenarios involving Jake, while pulling down Chris’ shorts and jock, and jerking and fingering Chris. Moaning with pleasure, he licked his lips pretending he was the boy taking Jake’s man meat in his mouth. The fantasy was so real he didn’t even notice that Dave had maneuvered three fingers into his hole and was rubbing his own hard cock against Chris smooth ass cheek. Chris could see Jake in his mind, siddling up behind him to show him some proper dumbbell technique, then popping his dick from his shorts and sliding inside Chris’ ass without any of the other gym members knowing. Dave just started to spread Chris’ cheeks and slip his cock into the crack when they both heard Jake call out Chris’ name into the locker room, only feet from where they stood. Adrenaline soared through Chris’ body as he flew back from Dave and tried to pull up his shorts. He couldn’t be sure if Jake saw what was going on when he came in, but there was no way Jake missed Chris’ stiff cock poking out obscenely or the fact that Dave still had his monster dick in plain view. Still, Jake didn’t say anything about it and everything seemed totally normal until they finished and Jake got a text from Dave. “Dave told me what happened,” Jake said quietly, causing Chris’ heart to sink into his abdomen. “He told me he caught you jerking in the massage room. It was pretty ballsy of you to offer to let him watch in exchange for not ratting you out. Good thing he has been hot for your ass since you walked in. Of course now that you’ve had a man show you how to sculpt it, you’d better watch out for more pervs.” Chris laughed nervously and thanked god that Dave covered for him. However, he was so rattled that he didn’t realize they were both naked together for the first time with no one else around. Jake took advantage of the opportunity and had Chris flex his different muscle groups so they could compare. Somehow Chris stayed flaccid for the flex off, even when Jake ran his hand down Chris’ back, over his ass and down between the thighs to show the line of the musculature. Chris asked if he could feel on Jake, just to be sure he understood, then told Jake he was going for a swim, dashed off and blasted his cum load under the water. The next weekend Chris got a text from a number he didn’t know, but he was sure it was Dave when the attachment was a photo of Jake in the shower. Dave invited Chris to come over before he and Jake went out that night, to smoke and hang out, and discuss what had happened the last time. Chris politely declined a few times, worried he might end up getting fucked by Dave, until Dave mentioned that he had a sex tape Jake made before they’d met, and Chris could watch it. Shower, shave and he was out the door to Dave and Jake’s. Chris was greeted by a familiar face but no one he could place, until Dave explained that his guest was a member of the gym and a former MLB player. In no time they’d smoked a few bowls, got the video playing and convinced Chris he could jack off without Dave or Todd (the mlb guy) raping him. Sipping the drink Dave made him, Chris was stroking furiously at the sight of Jake plowing the hell out of some poor teen girl. By the look of Jake and his fuckslut, this must have been 3 or 4 years ago, when Jake was just a high school senior. Little by little the ghb in Chris’ drink took effect, loosening him up so Todd had no problem getting Chris’ dick in his mouth. He could feel his senses dulling, but decided the best way to counter act it was take more hits off the pipe and agree when Dave asked him if he’d like to try taking some fingers in his ass again. Perfectly timed once again, Jake walked in just as Todd was sucking Chris’ dick down to the balls and Dave had three fingers in Chris’ tight hole. “Hey roomie,” Dave said, handing Jake the pipe. “Turns out your buddy here likes getting his hole fingered, especially when he is high.” Jake laughed and took a few hits, before asking Chris if he was okay. Chris nodded yes and reached for Jake’s crotch. Oblivious, Jake handed him the pipe as if that’s what he wanted, before stripping off his own clothes and instructing Todd to suck his cock. Eyes glued to the real Jake, Chris forgot they were watching Jake’s sex tape, until the star of the tape noticed and asked why. “It was a request,” Dave said, standing up and moving down behind Todd’s upturned hole. “Seems as though your little trainee gets off watching you fuck.” Mortified, Chris was too high to deny it and just blushed. Everyone laughed, while Dave pulled Todd off Jake’s cock, and threw his legs back and began wailing on the baseball player’s tan hairy ass. “Course he does!” Jake added. “Just like I think it is hot watching him fuck. He is one hot piece of muscle man now, ain’t he Dave?” “You know I think he is,” Dave grunted between thrusts. “but I think he’d be even hotter with your dick in his mouth. And I KNOW he’s game for it.” Jake’s eyes whipped to Chris, and he knew Dave was telling the truth. No words were spoken as he stepped closer and waved his hard dick only an inch from Chris’ pink lips. Leaving the last bit of distance for Chris to make was all the approval Jake needed, for as soon as Chris leaned in to suck Jake, Jake thrust forward, grabbed a handful of dusty blond hair and began reaming Chris’ throat. If it was anyone else, Chris would have choked and pulled off and never tried it again, but he knew what he was getting with Jake, and it was exactly what he needed. Chris began to jack his own meat and finger his tight hole while he slurped on Jake’s massive member. Less than a minute was all it took for Chris to cum all over himself, and soon after Jake fed him his load. Worried that Jake would think less of him, Chris told Dave he was heading to the gym and ran out while Jake was in the shower. Although Jake’s apartment was only a few blocks from the gym, Chris was too high to drive there, but did anyway, barely making it in one piece. The rain had turned to snow recently and the roads were covered in it, which meant no one was working out on a snowy Saturday night. Inside the locker room, Chris stripped off his clothes and sat on the bench, still covered in cum. He began to freak out about what his only friend might do now that he saw what a faggot bitch Chris was. Still too drunk for a work out, he laid back and closed his eyes, willing this to just be an amazing dream, but knew it wasn’t when he heard the door slam and Jake’s voice call out to him. “What the hell man?” Jake asked, putting his bag and coat in his locker, and starting to undress. “You should know me well enough by now to realize I always have at least two loads to shoot once I start partying, and you gotta take the rest of them now boy.” Chris opened his eyes just in time to see a fully erect Jake straddle the bench, hoist Chris’ legs over his shoulders, squirt some lube on his cock, and slide most of it in on the first stroke. Chris screamed out, but stopped once Jake commanded him to. The first few minutes were excruciating, but after awhile it was less painful and more of a dull ache. All the pain was forgotten once Jake was balls deep. It was like a switch had been thrown, turning a straight muscle boy into a hungry bottom whore, begging and pleading for more dick and cum. When Jake finally decided to grace Chris’ ass with his load, he did it balls deep, sharing both of their first man2man kiss at the same time. Once they were sure the gym was truly empty, they sent the desk worker home and moved up to the gym floor, where Jake added another load to Chris’ ass, this time on the weight bench. Reinforcements arrived soon after, and Chris spent the rest of the night taking loads from Dave, Todd, two other gym members and high school kid who wondered in thinking it was a club and accidentally caught Jake giving Chris a fourth load on the reception desk. Attached: one pic of chris, four pics of Jake

I see a lot of fresh meat at MAL all ready. I wonder how many will be converted and in a few week be pregnant.

i don't know why i love this story so much. i think it's my mpreg fantasy. Just imagine both of these guys continuing to breed her as her belly gets bigger and neither of them knowing whose swimmers knocked her up.

I did a no loads refused cumdump session in a hotel last week. Couldn't stop taking anon dick - the sounds of the door opening, the belt buckle clanging as he unfastens and unzips, is so fucking hot. The thought that some random stranger just walks in and uses my hole, and then injects his DNA up my guts -- and I'll never see him -- is so hot it's addictive. I never thought I'd ever be into the cumdump scene, but now it's all I want.

yep. that's why I take loads from anonymous strangers all the time. I don't even see the faces of most of the men who fuck me and half of them don't even speak to me.

I’d say anybody can easily recognize symptoms of STDs like gonorrea of chlamydia, or any other urethral infection, at least cause those symptoms are usually emerging on your genitals and that somehow links them to sexual activities. It‘s getting much trickier when the symptoms are emerging on a systemic level, think of syphilis for example. Those infections can easily go unrecognized and untreated even by physicians, if they are not that familiar with STDs. I remember my first syphilis infection being mistaken for an allergic reaction to food and being treated with antihistamines for ten days before running blood tests for specific antibodies. Anyway, having said that, the symptom that really rang an alarm bell in my head was the skin rush all over my belly. I’ve started seeing skin spots forming, at first, on both sides of my trunk and then spreading all over the mid section, chest and arms excluded. These spots are quite peculiar; they are usually not itchy, big and with a leopard skin pattern, not showing typical signs of inflammation (like a bright red color or desquamation) but are really impossible to ignore. Other than that, I didn’t have other symptoms that may alert you for an infectious disease; no fever, no swollen lymph nodes or tiredness. This is a sign of syphilis going into the secondary stage, I guess I was not able to recognize the first syphilis skin lesion cause that was down in my throat and it was not visible (What can I say, I’m a good at deeptroathing 😀).

6. You want Daddy’s load boy?He said, followed by a picture of a beer can thick cock with a pointed head sprouting from a thick bush of mostly white hair. Yes Daddy!I responded. I’ve got a little bit of time now before work. Probably only enough time to fill your cunt and nothing else. That’s fine Daddy. I just NEED your load. I can’t get off anyway.I took a picture of the cage and sent it. His next response was an address a few blocks away. My chest felt tight but the throbbing in my hole and the slight taste of piss on my lips made my cock twitch against its cage and I knew what I needed. This was another new step, a new level in my journey. I pulled on a shorts over the briefs I had been wearing to keep the plug in my hole. Grabbed a tank top from the floor and slipping into a pair of shoes I left the house as I texted the man telling him I was on my way. In less than ten minutes I was buzzing his apartment and walking up the steps. I hadn’t thought about how difficult it would be with the massive plug slipping in and out of my hole and banging against my prostate but I could feel my briefs becoming wet with cum and my cock leaking into the cage. The daddy opened the door in only a towel, he leered at me and told me to get inside. “Turn around,” he said as soon as I was in the door. He closed the door and pressed me into the wall. He yanked my shorts and briefs down saying, “Stick your ass out boy. Now push that plug into my hand.” I relaxed my hole and let the plug fall into his waiting paw. He growled deep in his chest and I heard him set the plug down and drop the towel. Then his hands were on my hips forcing me forward. His pointed cock head found my hole quickly and he wasted no time. “Nice loose wet cunt. I’ll have to use you more often boy. Fill you up with Daddy’s spunk.” He slammed into me as hard as he could and started to pound me. “Most boys complain that I’m too thick for them, but not a slut like you. A caged up little slut begging random men for loads. I know your kind.” He kept up a deep chested breathy string of dirty talk and he hammered away at my slack cunt. I was whimpering and begging him to use me, begging him to fill me with his cum. Then without warning he did. He just stopped talking and forced his cock as deep as it would go. I could feel my hole stretching a little bit further as the thick base of his cock finally pressed into my hole. The now familiar warmth filled my gut and without thinking about it I thanked him. After a moment or two he pulled out, replaced the plug and spun me round to face him. “Good boy,” he said, “I’ll let you know next time Daddy needs a cunt to breed. Now get the fuck out.” He picked up the towel from the floor and walked further into the apartment leaving me to pull my shorts back on and leave stinking of sweat and cum.

Went to a charity fundraiser last night. Everyone was taking a selfie on Santa's lap, and since he was a real beefy guy with a real Santa beard I decided to take a selfie as well. I sat on his lap, and as I'm taking the photo my other hand is casually rubbing his groin area (which was blocked by my body) I felt his cock spring to life, so before I got up I told him to not leave the event before seeing me. His handed me his business card and told me to text him. Back at my table, I keep drinking and sent ole Santa a friendly text so he'd have my number. As the evening winded down, I got a message from him, telling me to come meet him in the basement where his changing room was. I excused myself from my friends, and found my way to the stairs. I knocked on the door, and entered. Santa was there, and simply said to "lock it" I did, and Santa pulled his cock out. It was a beautiful 7 fat inches poking out under his belly, and I dropped to my knees and began gumming his cock. He stayed quiet as I worked on his cock, until after like 5 minutes he shoved it down my throat and grunted as he emptied his ballsack down my throat. I cleaned his cock good as it softened, and he tucked it back in his pants as he walked over to the door and opened it. I stood up and as I walked out, he told me to have a great Christmas. I nodded and smiled, and left.

Chapter 9 Chris finished up what my blood and shots so I started to get dressed. “Leave them off. You won’t be needing clothes for awhile. Follow me.” We went out of the exam room and down the hall to a room marked employees only. We entered what can only be described as a sex dungeon. Certainly not what you would expect to find in your typical doctor’s office. My cock was rock hard. “Doc wants you on the fuck bench with your ass towards the door. Get on and make yourself comfortable.” Chris strapped me down and patted my ass and said, “this is going to be fun.” He started fingering my hole to loosen me up even more. Josh I sat waiting for Dr. Manning still trying to wrap my mind around the fact that my dad was just down the hall. At my doctor’s office, with my doctor who’s a fucking sex fiend, who usually gives me a load or two each time I visit and if he doesn’t then Matty or Chris do. Oh My God! I just wanted to get this over with and hopefully sneak out without running into dad again. Oh yeah that’s not rude or anything! Just what would Miss Manners say about handling this situation!” Chris had come and gone and wouldn’t tell me anything that was going on with my dad. Patient confidentiality my ass. The look on his face when he figured out that his last patient Kevin, was my dad Kevin was priceless. He couldn’t get out of the room fast enough. I’m sure he beelined it for the doc. Oh dear god, maybe I could just sneak out and they’d never know. I was seriously just about to bolt when Dr. Manning walked in. “Sorry about the wait Josh, it’s been a crazy day.” “No problem I totally understand.” We got through the exam pretty quick but I was a bundle of nerves. “Josh you seem a bit tense. Is everything okay?” “Oh come on doc you’re killing me!” He gave me a concerned look. Maybe Chris hadn’t said anything after all. No wait there it was, a small grin started at one corner of his mouth and began to spread until he was grinning like a fucking fool. “Your Dad seems really nice.” “Fuck! Why is he here? Aren’t all your patients gay? Why is he here.” “Breathe Josh. Not that I should tell you but he’s picked up a a little bug and needed to see a doctor. His boss recommended me and I know this is hard to believe, but I do have some boring “normal” patients that may not exactly adhere to our lifestyle choices.” My breathing started to even out. “I’m sure it was shock to see him here today but I can assure you I was nothing but professional with your dad.” “Sorry I freaked doc, he just doesn’t know about me and I wasn’t exactly expecting to see him here today.” “Totally understandable. Nothing to worry about. I’m sure Chris has finished up with him and he’s all checked out. Do you think he’d wait for you?” “Honestly I’m not sure.” “Let me go check with Matty. Why don’t you go ahead and get naked. I need your ass and I know Chris has talked about you fucking him all day. Relax Josh,” he chuckled and patted my shoulder. “Everything’s going to be fine.” I tried to relax but was still a little keyed up. I don’t know why I was freaking out so much. A few minutes later I heard my phone go off. It was a text from dad, ‘hey just finished up but have to run. Good to see you. We’ll catch up on Saturday when you and Scotty come over.’ Oh thank god! I breathed a sigh of relief. I stripped down and started stroking. Chris came in a few seconds later and we moved into the play room. The lights were down low in the corner where the fuck bench was. It looked like someone was already strapped down and damn his pussy looked hungry. Every once in awhile they’d have some guy come in that wanted poz cum and I’m certainly not one to turn down a hole in need, so I really didn’t think anything of it. Matty and Dr. Manning were already in the room stroking their hard cocks. “Hey Josh we’re hoping you can help us out with this bug chasing slut. He took his first poz load last weekend and can’t get enough.” “Fuck yea! Haven’t had a neg hole in awhile.” “Bred the cunt Josh. Pound his pussy and load him with your strain,” Chris encouraged. I rammed my big dick up his ass in one go and the bottom screamed out. Dr. Manning shoved his cock in the sluts mouth to shut him up. Matty was cheering me on, “fucking hell, breed the chaser, knock him up.” Damn this guys ass felt amazing surrounding my hard dick. He was moaning so loud even with the doc’s dick jammed down his throat. Kevin Holy fucking shit my son was breeding my faggot ass, and damn could that boy fuck! Matty and Chris kept egging him on while the doc kept me busy sucking on his cock. My son had been pounding my ass for about twenty minutes when doc pulled out of my mouth. I couldn’t take it any longer and I cried out, fuck yea Josh bred your dad’s cunt, knock me up, fucking poz my pussy!” I could feel him suddenly tense up when he figured out I was the bottom he was using. Both Matty and Chris saw him start to hesitate and pull out. They quickly pushed him back into me causing him to go balls deep. I clamped down on his cock and I could feel him start to pump his load deep inside me. “Fuck yea knock your dad up,” Matty yelled. “He’s as big a slut as you are.” “Come on son give me back all the cum that made you,” I screamed. He kept shooting and shooting I could feel my ass being flooded. He soon stopped and collapsed on my back. He whispered in my ear, “shit dad, you okay? That was the biggest load I’ve ever shot.” He got up and slowly pulled away from my ass. The others unstrapped me and helped me up. I looked at my son and he started to get this smile on his face. “Hot damn dad, that was the most twisted fuck I’ve ever had. I can’t believe I just bred you. I always had a feeling you were gay but I never would have guessed you’d be this sick and twisted.” “Says his sick and twisted son,” Matty said chuckling. “I think it’s time Kevin got in the sling so the rest of us can have a turn.” “Agreed,” Dr. Manning said. They helped me in the sling and secured my hands and feet. The doc went first and started pumping his dick in and out. Josh came around and fed me his cock so I could clean him off. “Damn dad your good at that.” I just kept sucking. After doc loaded my ass Chris and Matty took their turns adding more poz cum to my already overflowing cunt. Once they’d all had a go Matty dropped below my ass and started to eat me out. Soon Josh joined him and they both had mouthfuls of cum. Chris whispered in josh’s ear and next thing I new Josh was feeding me the cum from my ass while kissing me. We started out tentatively but soon were making out like two horny teenagers. While we were busy Dr. Manning plowed back in and gave me another load. Josh stopped kissing me and got an evil smile on his face. He walked over between my legs and took doc’s place. He winked at me then rammed his dick in as hard as he could. “You fucking hypocrite dad. You caught me barebacking and sent uncle Scotty to talk to me about safe sex.” “I’m sorry son. I didn’t know what I was doing. I was worried about you.” “As you can see dad, his little talk backfired.” He was fucking me hard and steady. “But I have to say thanks, because of you I’m a fucking proud poz motherfucking gifter and I’m about to give you another toxic load.” With that he slammed in and unloaded another big load. I made sure to milk his cock to be sure I got every drop. As Josh pulled out Dr. Manning said, “I have to say Kevin, if you and Josh didn’t look so much alike I’d say he wasn’t your kid because he certainly didn’t get his dick from you.” He grabbed my slightly less than average cock and squeezed hard. Then looked at Josh’s much larger dick and just shook his head By the end of the night I’d taken two loads from everybody and a third from my son. Josh and I left together while the others closed up the office. On the elevator ride down Josh grabbed my hand and gave me another passionate kiss. As he broke away he said, “well damn I never in a million years predicted this would happen.” “Are you upset?” “Are you kidding me. Do you know how many gay guys have massive fantasies about fucking with their actual dads, and I got to do it for real. And I must say you have an amazing ass dad. I can’t wait to breed you again.” “Anytime!” “So does uncle Scotty know about your extracurricular activities?” I looked at him sheepishly, “yea that would be a no. I was planning on bringing it up on Saturday when you guys were over so don’t say anything to him.” “Oh this is going to be fun! Make sure your cleaned out good because I’m sure you’re cunt’s going to get a hell of a workout.” “Can’t wait.”

5. You’re doing well boy. How do you feel with your cock safely locked away?”read Sir’s next text. Hornier than ever Sir! Good. And I hear you served the tops I sent over so far today well. Thank you Sir. Now we don’t want to wear that nice cunt of yours too quickly. You’ll have a few hours off to do as you like. I will send you an address a little before 1 of where you’re supposed to go for your next load. What you decided to do before then is up to you. If you want more cock then you know how to find it. If you get bred you will get a video and send it to me right away. Yes Sir! And I expect at least two more videos of you filling a glass with your piss and drinking it down boy. Fuck! Yes Sir! Good. Have fun 😉 1pm, alright I had three hours to kill before my next task. My cock hurt a little straining against the cage, and my hole felt empty. I grabbed the plug from where it lay on the floor and bent over to cram it back into my hole. It slid in easily and didn’t quite lock in as tight as it did before. I went into my room and pulled a pair of briefs to try and keep the plug in better. What to do now. If I was totally honest with myself I didn’t want to wait till 1 to get fucked again. I was so horny I felt like I needed it. I went into the kitchen and got myself a large glass of water and drank it down quickly, thinking about how hot it had been to drink my own piss earlier in the day. Then I opened up scruff and started scrolling. The pickings were slim early morning on a weekday. So I sent out some messages, checked Grindr, and then started scrolling through porn Twitter while drinking another glass of water. Feeling my cock struggle against the cage made me even hornier. I started to look for new profiles to follow: subs, caged boys, raw bottoms, pigs. My searches got more and more raunchy. I watched caged boys be stretched out with toys and hands, I watched them take loads, and I watched them worship men’s bodies. I slugged back another glass of water, my bladder swelling slowly. This was the most turned on I had ever been. My hunger for cock was growing and the messages I sent out were getting more and more desperate. I eventually sent a message to a man older than my father with a thick mat of white chest hair, and just a bit of a bell on him saying only “please breed me Sir!” I sent similar messages to a few more guys while walking to the bathroom. The cup I had used earlier still sat on the bathroom sink. I held it under the slit at the end of my cock cage and let go. Warm pale yellow liquid filled the glass, steaming up the sides. I held the camera steady till the last drop feel from the cage and then swapped it to feature my face, smiled, and raised the glass to my lips. The taste was lighter than last time, slightly less acidic, but still the warmth of the liquid was alluring. The taboo of what I was doing filled me with lust as the warm tart liquid slid down my throat. I smiled into the camera, and then texted the video to Sir. And then the daddy I had messaged responded...

Part 4; I downed my K infused drink. Sir took the empty glass, placed it in his locker, and locked up. He then started to show me his finger nails. They were long, and had been sharpened to a fine point. - You like my nails, boy? - They look very sharp Sir. - Stand up and put your arms against my locker, and arch that bubble ass out. - Yes Sir I heard him spit, then felt the back of two of his fingers slide over and over my hole. - SPREAD your legs, boy, - Yes Sir. I did as I was told. Soon I felt the points to two of his fingernails scratch at my hole in a quick motion. It was a little painful, but, it was also pleasurable. - So, your boyfriend tells me you want to become a poz pig. - Yes Sir. I have craved it for years. I NEED it, N☢️W. No sooner had I uttered those words he shoved his two fingers inside my ass. I let out a loud grunt from his sheer force, which turned into frequent grunts of pain as he jabbed roughly in and out, making sure he was digging into my inner ass flesh. - Just as well boy, because your new Master has AIDS. And, he will be in your veins very soon. 🐐☠️ Those very words made my already tight asshole twitch, and clamp down on his fingers even tighter, which only served to intensify the pleasure and pain I was already experiencing, and enjoying. Someone who had just arrived to the club walked past to get to their locker. They obviously had read what my boyfriend had written down the centre of my back as I heard; - Virgin? Not by the end of the night he won't be. - You are correct there. And I have from a reliable source, his boyfriend no less, who was going to take this pigs virginity tonight in front of a crowd, that as of right now he is in-fact still a virgin. Want to watch me take it instead, from him, right now? - Ordinarily I would quite happily just say yes, but the fact you are sporting two such beautiful Scorpion tattoos, I say; Fuck yeah. Sting the neg cunt! 🦂 The man that I had been instructed to address as Sir, withdrew his fingers. I then heard him unzip his Leather Jockstrap, and position the tip of his Dick on my hole, and I felt something sharp at the same time. He pushed, and pushed, then pop, half of his cock head was inside. I guess now I was literally seconds away from losing my virginity. Would my boyfriend come around the corner to find me in time to take me away to take it for himself? As I thought about my boyfriend finding me so we could orchestrate our original plan, Sir gripped onto my waist very firmly, and plunged his Dick, RAW, deep inside my ass. I gasped, then held that gasp in as I truly began the journey to my new life. Without a pause Sir was fucking me aggressively, and my gasp that I was holding fell out with a combination of repetitive grunts and whimpers. My stomach felt like it was being poked by a hot rod, and my ass was now burning. Plus, I felt this sharp sensation each time he slid in, and slid out. My grunts and whimpers soon were just whimpers as I struggled with the pain, even though I was really very much enjoying getting fucked. For the first time!! Continuing to pound my ass, Sir brought his stubbly face to my neck/ear ... - Not a virgin anymore, are we, you fucking filthy pig. Our Master has given me an extremely virulent strain of the bug that you crave, and before I take you to him, you are gonna get the mutated version, very soon, deep inside your guts. Want to change your mind about getting infected, pig? - It took all I could within to be able to get out an audible ... 'No'. - Sorry, I didn't hear THAT! - I NEED to get infected, Sir. - Good pig. Because, you have been chosen to receive a very unique gift. Now, we had better get you away from here before your very foolish boyfriend finds us.

Part 3; Two weeks had gone by, and tonight was the night of the big party in our city, and I had kept my end of the bargain by not cumming, and that had completely refocused my sexual energy solely on my hole. I thoroughly douched and put on my outfit of; rubber jockstrap, rubber harness, with a thick chain and padlock tight around my neck, letting party goers know I was owned. My boyfriend attached a leash to the chain. He then wrote down my spine in washable marker pen the word 'V I R G I N'. I threw on some old baggy clothes, and we hopped in the car, with my beautiful Man driving us to the venue. Since we met we have never been short of anything to say to one another, however, the entire half hour drive we were silent, and there was a very strange feeling in the car. We parked up and submitted our queue jump tickets so not a minute of the night ahead wasted. I put my over clothes in a locker. My Man was in his full Leather Gear. He took me by my leash and paraded me around the entire building, showing off his neg virgin that he was now fully intending to corrupt. We went to one of the bars where he got a lemonade and a large vodka and coke for his boy. He led me to the dance-floor where he stood there slowly sipping his drink, whilst I got to my love of dancing, wiggling my cute little round ass in my new rubber jockstrap. Every time I turned around facing a particular direction, this broad hunk was stood several metres away from us, with something black draped over his arm, and wearing a Leather outfit consisting of a Muir, harness, Jockstrap, and army boots. When I say hunk, he was obviously seriously into bodybuilding, just my type. But, he wasn't the typical smooth, he was very hairy. He was the kind of guy I fantasized about taking my virginity, and knocking me up in the process. I turned away from him again and gyrated my ass in his direction. Instead of turning back to face him, I just kept on dancing and gyrating. Naughty I know with my new love stood right by me, but, I was so drawn to him, and, I could not stop myself. I then heard someone strike up a conversation with my new boyfriend. - Very cute boy you have there mate. - Thank you. Like your Scorpion tattoos by the way. - Cheers. So, is he really a virgin, as is advertised. - Indeed he is. - Neg then, naturally. I'd love to sting him. - We recently got together and he badly wants to be stung. He has craved it for a few years now, so, I shall be stinging him tonight in front of an audience. You should watch. I turned around to see who the other guy was, and I couldn't believe it, it was the hunk. I immediately looked down to the dance-floor, unable to make proper contact. To which he lifted my chin, and made me look at him. He stared deep into my eyes. His look unnerved me, yet, I was intoxicated at the same time. - Yeah, I think I should be in very close proximity the moment he gets stung. - I hope to start action around 2am at the sling area next to the piss pool area. My Master then tugged on my leash ... - Come on boy, your Master needs a piss. - Yes Master. - Hey, I do think it is a big shame you are taking such a brilliant dancer away from his natural habitat of the dance-floor. You go for your piss, and I'll look after your virgin for you. My Master hesitated ... - OK. But don't move from this spot. I'll literally be just a few minutes. - OK boss, we'll be here, waiting. This hunk watched my boyfriend until he was out of sight. Then the night took a complete 360 degree angle turn, and this guy took the black garment over his arm and attached it around his neck. It was a floor length cloak! So now his entire hairy bulky body was out of sight. He then grabbed hold of my leash, yanked hard, and started walking off, leaving me no option to follow. - But my Master said we had to wait here. (I motioned towards where we were stood) - First of all that was very foolish of him to leave you unattended, and secondly, you have a brand new Master now! He frog marched me to his locker, and ordered me to strip naked. I put my drink in his locker so I could undress, not that there was much to come off. He then made me put on knee length socks, and elbow length rubber gloves, both a bright red colour, ordered me to my knees, and handed me my drink. He then added some clear liquid. - Thank you Master. What was that? - Firstly, I gave you a small amount of Ketamine, and secondly, I am not your new Master. You will however address me as Sir. - Sorry Sir. But I thought you said I have a brand new Master now. - You do indeed. He in some way is right in front of you, but, it isn't me. I shall be driving you to him in a little while ☠️ Now drink up. - Yes Sir.

Part 2; As we spooned we chatted for a while, and then I felt his Dick grow again. I spat on my hand, reached behind and lubed up my Ass, grabbed his Dick, and positioned it at my virgin hole, and pushed back. - PLEASE Fuck me. I really NEED you inside me! - No, we need to discuss this further, let's go to sleep. He pulled his beautiful Dick away from my eager virgin neg hole, and we went to sleep. After a few more weeks of dining at one another's homes, and plenty of his delicious toxic cum sprayed down my throat we officially became boyfriends. I was in Heaven. Almost. For a few more weeks after we officially became an item we came to a head with the whole 'bare fucking' situation. - Darling, are you really sure you want to convert? A question he must have asked me a million times by now. - Yes honey, I am completely sure. It is something as you know already that I have given much though for a few years now. - Yes, I know. The thing is, there is something I haven't told you, that being, I love sex parties, and am a total exhibitionist, and, don't you think it would be HOT if we had a bunch of guys watch me take your virginity? - Fuck YES! You would bareback me, right? He didn't utter a sound. He got up from the couch where we were both cuddling, and left the room. He came back holding something I am very fond of. He now ordered me to strip, and kneel down. - Hands behind your back. So, you want Master to infect you do you boy? I had woken the beast! We always referred to each other as Master & boy during play, as he was deeply into kink. I looked upto him and meekly replied; - Yes please Master. Make me your p☢️z rubber pig. He spat on my face, whilst slapping it, and proceeded to put the spider-gag onto me, and without hesitation began to aggressively face fuck me. - You want Master to knock you up, then, you will have an audience pig! We will go to the fetish party in a few weeks where I will give you what you crave. But, you are not allowed to cum between now and then, understood pig!? I couldn't reply as his cock head forced it's way to the back of my throat. - I said; understood pig!? Fuck, if you don't have the decency to answer your Master when you are spoken to, then, you do NOT deserve his cum down your throat. He whipped the spider-gag off of me, told me to keep my mouth firmly shut, spat on and slapped my face some more, then proceeded to wank over my face. My lover did not take long to squirt his thick toxic load. He used his still erect Dick as some kind of decorating wand to smear his toxic filth further across my face. My hole twitched at the thought of having my Man's toxic cum inside me in a few weeks, and that he has just called me 'pig'. He hadn't done that until now. I felt honoured! - Master, I need to go for a wee, please may I go? - Go on, you filthy pig I hurried off to the bathroom and inspected my face. GREAT, he hadn't smeared it thinly, and there was enough cum to scoop up with my fingers. I lay on our bathroom mat, and started to finger his precious DNA inside of me. Still an anal virgin, yet, p☢️z cum inside my ass. I felt exhilarated!

PART 3 I finally finished all the house cleaning I felt like doing and perused through the paperwork I sorted through the papers stacking them into separate piles: bills to pay; correspondence; perceived trash advertisements; tax documents; and assorted other. I thought I'd go look to see how things were going on the tree roots . . . and smiled slightly. What a morning. Well, what a night before and then this morning. Coming to this city--Lousyville I called it now--was in a huge way a mistake that I would not make ever again. Chicago is where I belonged and yearned to be. The men there be they residents or visitors were of a mind that sex was a necessity of life. There was no shortage of men available or opportunity to avail my mouth and ass of those men. I had found a home that satisfied my wanton lust and sexual addiction carried to an extreme as I enjoyed. Lousyville had initially been a subdued and somewhat satisfactory place to find men who enjoyed sex the way I enjoyed sex which was with the barest of all cocks that first were inserted into my mouth and in the same bareness though a bit wetter shoved into my ass. Bars in the city were the slowest of places to find men to fuck me. But, soon enough I found several ABS especially one across the Ohio River separating Kenfuckless--it goes with Lousyville--and Indiana. I found Theater X to be a place where there were several peep booths with glory holes that accommodated anonymous sex. I preferred it to the other ABS though I did occasionally visit others I mostly went across the river. Then, in a very short time, that petered out. I have no clue why. This left me in a state of missing man sex which ended with me thinking of myself as a hermit monk who had taken a vow of chastity. How low I had sunk. Most arrangements or online hook up appointments never materialized as I was the only one who appeared at the appointed spot. Whatever. Repeated trips of this nature leaves one with a very bad taste for a city and its residents. Don't get me started on this population of men here. And, no, nothing that I have said indicates my true feelings about this place despite what you may have read so far. Then, last night making that trip back to Theater X and having had a very good time momentarily and briefly had changed my opinion of this place. Now, having a very helpful plumber to ease my burdens makes this place almost pleasant. Maybe my course lay in getting workmen here. No, I had not lost sight of what the plumber was here to do, and I was sure he would clear the blockage in the house's sewer line. And, to that project, I needed to check on his progress. I went out the back door and heard voices. I noticed the backyard gate was open and presumed that the additional plumber with the tool for heavy duty grinding had arrived and was in discussion with my plumber. I crossed the deck onto the lower deck and finally onto the sidewalk. My banana trees were in full leaf and draped their huge leaves down over the sidewalk to the garage and clean out spot. I continued on seeing my plumber as well as the new plumber standing at the clean out. I heard them discussing who would stay and do the work and who would continue on with other calls. It was at this point I reached them. "Well, I'm hoping that you have the right tool for clearing out those roots so that the sewer no longer backs up into my basement," I said as I arrived at the two. The tall newcomer had his back to me. He took a step to the left and turned to look at me as my plumber came into view behind him. I stopped dead in my tracks. It was my charcoal black man from Theater X from last night. "You!?" I said with I'm sure a bit of animation in my voice. He stood there staring not knowing what to say. He looked at his co-worker and then to me again. He was very uncomfortable I could tell. I needed to diffuse the situation and quickly. "Oh. I'm sorry. You aren't who I thought you were," I offered up. "I just came out to see how things were going. I am not staying to be in your way. If you need anything, I will leave the back door unlocked. Just open it and give me a yell. I'll be in clearing my desk." I went back in the house leaving the back door pushed to but not closed. On my way back, I hoped that I had made a sufficient recovery. Some men get testy about other men knowing that they fuck men. I did not know how these two fit into that scheme and did not want to "out" either or both of them to the other if both were on the DL. Never let out such secrets; it's not good form and will totally ruin a fuck bud relationship. I hoped I had not ruined my relationship with both of these wonderful fucks. I went inside and began my paper shuffling pissed at myself. I stayed at it for 30 minutes or more until my girl jumped up and growled loudly and deeply. I heard from the back door Aren's voice announcing that my presence was needed that a problem had come up that I needed to know about. My heart sank. Sewer line collapse? Locked up the bore head and couldn't retract it? Additional cutting head wasn't working requiring now digging up the place? I was not looking forward to this problem but headed outside. Once more I approached the clean out with both of the men standing with their backs to me. I observed the snake still inserted in the clean out. Which had happened: collapse? entangled? not cutting? "Okay. What is the problem with the sewer?" I asked as I reached the two. "Nothing with the sewer," Aren said as the two of the stepped across the clean out turning to face me. "Just needed to let you know that the problem we got is we need to lay some more pipe in your ass." They turned to face me and both were grinning like Cheshire cats. Both of them had their beautiful black cocks out of their work pants and pumped up to full measure. Indeed, in a flash, I knew that for sure they both were going to lay some more pipe in my ass and flood me good with their goo. I stopped immediately taking it all in and looked at each in the face. They no doubt had finally talked. I didn't care how it came up just that what each had done to and with me had been discussed and both were now going to fuck my ass full again. That's all that I cared about and most likely all that they cared about. I turned my back to them and began walking away as I unbuttoned my shirt as fast as possible pulling it out of my pants as I walked. At the head of the sidewalk, I turned once more facing them tossing my shirt onto the lower deck rail top. I pulled off my boots and socks, undid my belt, unsnapped my dress pants pulling the zipper down quickly, and finally pulled off my pants tossing them, too, onto the lower deck rail. As I had done my strip, I watched the two of them. When I had turned my back on them and walked away, no doubt they thought I was rejecting the idea of a 3-way until I stopped and stripped for them to see although barely see. Both realized I was merely moving to a different location and stripping, they began up the sidewalk removing their shirts. We three moved on to the upper deck where I took a couple of lounge chair cushions and tossed them on the deck. The two of them had by this time removed all of their clothes tossing them onto deck chairs. I positioned myself at the top edge of one of the cushions. I let them decide who would go where. Soon enough, Aren took the few steps to arrive at my ass. He knelt behind me as Gerrard--my man from Theater X--settled down on the other cushion. Nothing needed be said. I was going to suck one of them while the other fucked me. We all knew that once Aren had nutted in my ass, he would swap places and have his cock sucked clean of the freshly deposited cum load from his nuts and fuck juices produced by his fucking. And, my fucker from Theater X would find his cock sliding once more into my ass where he would fuck me with the same excellence he had last night. I fleetingly thought that there was no way I was going to work. I lowered my head onto a now semi-flaccid black cock that had a familiar taste to it. My mouth stretched open and engulfed as much as I could savoring the flavor once more. My taste buds sought recognition of any remnants from last night's fun but found none. A loss for them and me. But, they would once more taste that nectar again. Aren had settled behind me finally leaning down and spitting a couple of times on my ass. I continued to suck on Gerrard as I felt Aren's cock line itself up at my hole. As I bottomed out on Gerrard's dick, Aren said, "Brace yourself, man. Going balls deep and not stopping for any niceties." I held my full mouth still preparing for what was going to happen. Aren timed it perfectly giving me the time to move my teeth further away from the cock I was sucking. Balls deep he went splitting my hole open with some but no real resistance. I winced a little and confess to a slight jump as his pelvis slammed into my ass cheeks. True to his word, Aren began an instantaneous fucking of my ass. Looking back I suppose it was the thought of his fucking me before and nutting in my ass, fucking me now in the broad daylight on the deck, and watching me suck on a colleague's cock that drove him into such a fucking frenzy that he obviously was enjoying . . . as was I. No niceties is how he put it. An odd expression I thought for a plumber. But, Aren knew what it meant as he pounded my ass with his fully hard cock. Perhaps even he was trying to show off to his colleague that he could pound a white man's ass and make him moan in appreciation. I began to feel the tip of his cock hitting my prostate which sent tingling excitement signals up to my brain and back to my own balls and cock. I could feel my balls rolling around in the somewhat expanding sac as my cock began a slow rolling around motion as it dripped more and more pre-cum from this fucking. Instinctively, a moan of absolute lust, desire, and pleasure escaped my throat but was throttled in full aural acknowledgement by my lips so securely wrapped tightly around the giant cock I was sucking. Both men had heard me though even if it was faint. "Yeah, man. Fuck his ass good. Prime it up in there for me. He likes it just like you're doing it. Slam your dick in there as hard as you can. Push his guts around with your big black dick. He knows you; he's had you before. He's had me before and going to get me again. He likes big black dick in his ass and mouth, and he's going to get a big fucking today," Gerrard said so that Aren and I could hear him. His words were an aphrodisiac to me and spurred Aren on to pounding my ass even harder making it difficult to continue my up and down movement on Gerrard's dick as I was being bounced forward and backward from Aren's slamming into my ass. "Damn! Fuck!" we heard Aren say. "Yeah. Oh, fucking yeah! AHHHHHHHHHHH!" Aren slammed full force into my ass and began pumping his load of ball batter into my ass. With each discharge of his baby making goo, I felt his cock swell bigger and fire the salvo as deeply as the tip of his cock was buried in my ass. "Damn! Shit!" He continued depositing his DNA into my ass as I now hurriedly began sucking on Gerrard's beautifully big cock. I wanted him fully primed and ready to replace Aren when the time was right. Aren still was not finished. Aren had been hesitant the first time about fucking me bareback but had no hesitancy this time. He had no hesitancy even in front of his colleague dropping a load in my ass. His sweat dropped on my ass attesting to his work and how deeply he had gone in his own self to pull up this sheer lustful attack on my ass. Aren was going to be smiling definitely the rest of the day. Aren's grip on my hips eased up as the number and rapidness of volleys began subsiding. Fewer and less explosive volleys continued until at last there was only a slight twitching in my ass. More sweat dropped onto my ass from Aren but that, too, lessened. I slowed my bobbing up and down on Gerrard's cock not wanting to set his cock off in an explosive burst of cum lobbing in my mouth though I truly doubt that I could have done that without his willingness. Slowly and almost unwillingly, Aren began withdrawing his cock from my ass; I raised my mouth up off Gerrard's cock and released it. As Gerrard scooted out from beneath me and stood, Aren finally pulled the rest of his cock from my ass. I immediately flipped around on the cushion and engulfed his entire cock in my mouth going pelvis deep in my mouth as he had gone balls deep in my ass. Once I had his cock inserted, I gently began nursing it tasting all the goo and fuck juices that he had produced. I knew that I could never get enough of this taste after having such a wonderful fucking. I cleaned and polished his now almost limp dick. While nursing and cleaning Aren's cock, I felt at my ass opening a rough calloused finger insert itself fully. I could tell that it was a middle finger and of course had to belong to Gerrard. I tightened my sphincter on it but that action did nothing to suppress his fucking me with that finger of his. The more I cleaned Aren's cock the more I got finger fucked and loved it. "You got three in there from me last night and got two in there so far today from Aren. We all know you like big black dick. We done talked, Aren and me. We got you figured out and just wanting to know for sure. Keep cleaning on that dick of his and answer me. Moan for yes; squeeze on my finger for no." Gerrard quietly directed me. I moaned in acceptance. "You like big black dick." I moaned. "You take any big black dick up your ass to nutt." I moaned. "You get fucked raw only." I moaned. "You poz." I moaned. "I told Aren you were but wanted to hear it. Talked a lot. Glad we both met you and got us out on each other. You cool, and we know it. Feeding you poz loads big hit for us. You taking them big hit, too. You cool taking poz loads from us?" I moaned deeply. "Good. Making room for them then." Gerrard pulled his middle finger out of my ass and inserted his index and middle finger back in me. I continued sucking on Aren's cock now from fun since my taste buds told me all remains of his fucking me had been cleaned, tasted, and swallowed by me. Gerrard began working my insides with his two calloused rough fingers by twisting and turning them finally attacking the insides with his nails. He did what I call a hack and slash attack. He scraped and rubbed the entire inside of me as far as his fingers could go and as shallow as he could making sure that the entire inside of my ass the full length of his fingers was well sliced and diced with his nails. I knew what he was doing as did Aren. They were going to breed me for sure though until now it had all been done without total knowledge among the three of us that we all three were HIV positive. Now, it mattered only that we all three knew and that knowledge turned us all three on. "You remember last night," Gerrard said. I moaned. "Good. You know how you slammed down on my black cock. Love that but not the same possible. I'm going to slam in you just like Aren balls deep. Not here though; too close to neighbors. Aren says you got a spot in the garage. We'll go there. When I pull my fingers out, we all go. You ready?" I moaned. I stopped suckling Aren's cock and pulled off just as Gerrard pulled his fingers out of my ass. I heard Gerrard rising as I quickly began my own rising. Wordlessly, the three of us began the quick walk to the garage. I wanted to run but thought better of it. Inside we went with Aren closing the door once we were all inside. "Grab onto Aren's shoulders and hold on. Aren grab him and hold him. Bend down some more." Gerrard ordered. Aren and I complied. I felt Gerrard's cock head at my hole and knew this would not be easy despite being fucked twice already today. Gerrard was holding his cock as he stimulated it a bit more so that it would reach full capacity. The walk to the garage had deflated him and had dried him off. I suspected and was proven correct that this entry was going to be dry and painful with no gag this time. I steeled my determination to remain as quiet as possible and accept this behemoth inside my ass no matter what. I held on to Aren's shoulders as he held me under my arm pits with his rough calloused workman's hands. I looked up into his face, and he looked down into mine. He knowingly grinned at me; I winked back at him and smiled briefly. Just as I had smiled, I felt Gerrard begin lining up the tip of his cock head with my hole and begin pressing inward to hold it in position. My pucker hole gave way a little allowing the barest of his tip in. I lowered my head pressing my forehead onto Aren's chest to prepare for this brutal entry which I knew in the deepest of my being was going to send me into excruciating pain which I would love as would Gerrard. "Ready? On three: one . . . two . . . three!" With that "three", Gerrard rammed his cock inside my ass forcing my sphincter to slam open as he and I both knew it would spreading it so wide and so fast that there was nothing unexpected about the searing pain he was sending through my body. He did this maneuver just like we had done last night with the only difference being he was ramming his dick in my ass instead of me bouncing downwards and impaling myself onto his fat cock. The end result was the same though. Sheer delight of such pain and entry of his cock in me. I felt every inch of his Sequoia as it slid along the inside of me as if sand had been added to the mixture. I clamped down on my teeth and pulled my lips together in spite of the natural reaction to open my mouth wide and scream. I knew I had to fight that from happening and win that round this time and at least twice more. My eyes filled with tears. My body became rigid in reaction to this invasion. The scream that had manifested itself bore out though only in my throat where it died as I pressed harder onto Aren's chest with my forehead. No matter the pain; no matter the stars; this big charcoal black cock was going in my ass again to fulfill its destiny of nutting another three loads of what I knew were poz loads. No sooner had I begun to relax--if one can call it that--when Gerrard once more said, "Ready? On three: one . . . two . . . three!" Once again I felt Gerrard's rough workman's hands tightly holding onto my hips pulling me onto his cock as he drove his tool into my ass deeper making my insides spread out and stretch to accommodate him. Another dry three inches or so went inside me grinding my gut and ass opening with the sand-like rasping entry. Once more I wanted to scream but instead wondered how much pressure I was putting on my teeth and would they hold up and not crack. I was concerned over this possibility but not willing to call a halt not that I thought doing so would do any good. "Grab him good, Aren. I'm going all in now and going to pound his ass. One . . . two . . . three!" Aren had moved his strong hands from beneath my arms to holding on to them. I grasped Aren's shoulders and held on dearly as I felt Gerrard yank my ass toward him as he power shoved his hips forward thrusting in me the remainder of his cock length bottoming out by hitting my prostate which sent electric shocks throughout my body. Once more I screamed in my throat but was at least glad the invasion was over. Now, Gerrard would have his cock covered with fuck juices and cum from Aren. The difficult part was over and the fun was going to begin. Gerrard didn't wait but a couple of seconds as the last of my throaty scream began dying. He began his brutal attack on my ass pummeling my prostate as he had not done the night before. He was in a different place today which we both without having passed the words or thoughts between us knew that we both wanted to be in. This fuck was not going to be exactly as the one last night had been. Gerrard fucked in and out of my ass deep dicking me as if there were no tomorrow and that this was his last fuck ever. He punched inside me from just behind the head of his dick all the way until his pelvis slapped up against my cheeks giving a head-on collision with my prostate for at least a couple of dozen rounds. Gerrard stopped abruptly. "Move him over to the car hood and slap him across it. He's moving too much. Not your fault but he won't get away so easily on that car fender." The three of us moved across the garage where Aren released me, and I took my position on the fender stretched out across the hood of the car. I felt Gerrard still inserted in my ass and made a quick adjustment on my stance to best suit his entry. Wordlessly we made these minute but necessary adjustments so that Gerrard would have the most access to my ass where he planned to destroy my hole. "Not a fucking sound. Not a fucking sound out loud; you know what I mean. You been good so far. Keep it up. You said it earlier: You like big raw black poz dick up your ass where it can nutt. Only one kind of white man admits that. And, that kind of white man also likes everything else going on. You a pain freak and dig that, too. I'm going to tear your ass up now, and you not going to stop me, are you?" Gerrard said in a voice that I had not heard before from him but understood completely. I moaned loudly so that there was no doubt in his comprehension as well as Aren's aural witness to my consent to all of what Gerrard had just said and was about to do to me. Gerrard grabbed my ass lips pushing them as far apart as possible with his big rough hands. He was truly going in for destruction and needed as much deep access as he could get. He pushed my butt cheeks as far apart as possible and then pushed them into the car fender as he pulled out of my ass and then immediately returned inside full force. No longer was the sand invasion an issue. Now, Gerrard was no doubt bruising my prostate with every entry he made. I didn't care; I moaned loudly in consent; I just hoped that my car fender held up. More and more Gerrard fucked me in this new display of his masterful sexual appetite, skill, and ability. More and more I felt his cock head knocking on my prostate until finally at last my prostate could stand it now more. I began spasming my own load of cum out of my balls hitting the fender and dropping onto the floor of the garage. I felt like I was flooding the place. Gerrard never stopped as my ass tightened and released on his cock as I flooded the garage with my load of cum. He had to feel and to know I was shooting my load of cum, yet he never acknowledged it nor should he have. He was in control, and it was HIS load that mattered here. I began moaning lightly for the ecstatically wonderful fucking I was getting from Gerrard. The more effort he gave trying to dent my car's fender the more I moaned with ever increasing loudness so that Gerrard and Aren both knew that I consented to this type of fucking as Gerrard had set out so much earlier for my responses but also to signify that truly I was enjoying this hard physical play that was going on in my ass. His rough calloused workmen's hands pushing open my ass cheeks felt wonderful as he deliberately steam powered his giant cock repeatedly in and out of my ass no doubt bruising my prostate. That was fine with me as I moaned once more and rolled my head around as well for consent of what Gerrard was doing in my ass but everything that had happened so far. All too soon--as usual for my liking--Gerrard began his punctuated drive in my ass. He no doubt was delivering his third load in my ass as this was the same MO he had last night when he had fucked me at Theater X. He still rammed his fully blown charcoal black cock deep in my ass with these rams holding inside me briefly so that the deposit was made. The inward thrusts became fewer in number and held longer. The three of us knew what was happening. Gerrard finally made one last deep pile driving effort and held his cock deep inside me as the remnants of his ball draining activity flooded my intestine to mix with his other two loads of cum as well as the two that Aren had deposited and all the fuck juices that had been produced from my own ass. I lay across the fender of the car and rested myself. Gerrard stood behind me still plugging my ass. We both needed time to recoup our senses and to regain our strength from his fucking me. We were in no hurry. Gerrard took his big rough hands off my butt cheeks and placed them fully on my back adjusting his legs for balance he leaned over me moving his hands up to my arms stretched across the hood as he lay on top of me. He nestled his mouth near my ear where I heard him deeply breathing matching my lung intake. Aren came to stand by the two of us and leaned over the fender as well. "Bill, I don't know about Aren but I've never enjoyed a white ass as good as yours. You're good; real good. As long as you're in Louisville, you going to get this big ol' black dick in your ass as often as possible." Gerrard told me loud enough for Aren to hear as well. "Gerrard's telling you the truth," Aren chipped in. "Never had a white dude so willing to take on my dick. Didn't know about Gerrard's but he just said so. You'll find me climbing up in your ass as often as I can, too." "Well, do it on your own time," a voice behind us announced. "Get that sewer line unstopped so company can bill him. And, from looks of things, getting it cleared will take the rest of the day." At the first few words the three of us all jumped in shock. Aren jumped up, Gerrard pushed up off me pulling his now flaccid dick from my ass turning to face the garage side door, and I pushed myself up off my car turning to face this unknown source of orders. The three of us stood there staring at this intruder into our world of wanton sex. This black man was no doubt a supervisor of some sort who had come to visit a work site to find out what the problem was that would require a second plumber, er, tech. The four of us stood there. "I'll get your other calls covered for both of you. Be sure to give this customer our multiple visit discount. He earned it no doubt. In the future, this is all on your own time. We got a business to run. Oh, and to be sure of customer satisfaction, I'll be the one to get his rating of our customer service." With that, this black man exited the garage. Gerrard and Aren looked at each other and then me and back to each other. They began laughing at what I presumed was an inside joke. They had been caught with their pants down on the job instead of working. Well, more caught with absolutely no clothes on at all by a supervisor of some sort who had somehow quietly entered the garage during our fucking. None of us knew how much he had seen but we all realized that we had been watched for sure. And, additional points were that he was willing to give a discount cost for the job, give Gerrard and Aren the day off to take advantage of fucking me more, and that he would show up at some point for a customer service assessment which I took to mean he was going to fuck my ass, too. "Bill, looks like we got our work cut out for us. Can you take off the day?" Aren asked. "With plumbers being here all day to work, no way possible for me to go in. Guess I'll have to call my supervisor and let him know," I responded. "But, let's make sure any more pipe laying is done in a bit of comfort. Either of you allergic to dogs? I have a Norwegian Elkhound." Both Gerrard and Aren indicated no allergy. They said they would get the sewer line cleaned out first and then we could continue fucking if that was okay. I told them that would give me time to call work and to bring my girl out on a lead to introduce them. She would accept them once I told her to do so. She's a very protective breed and defends a home and owner innately. I went to the house picking up my clothes on the way hanging them up to air out. I called my supervisor and explained there was no way I would be in for the day because of the plumbing issue. Added for good measure was that a second plumber had been called in as well as a supervisor. All true but just not all of the truth. My girl was on edge knowing that something had happened. She checked me out closely and sat on command. I told her gently that everything was okay and that she was going to meet two men who were going to come inside and fuck me. I kept going over these two points until she finally became at ease. I stood up and walked to the back door pulling her lead off the door and slipping it over her head. She waited for the storm door to open and trotted out. She stopped and let out a low guttural growl now that she heard the noise at the clean out. I told her it was okay and lead her toward my two fuckers. We arrived at the clean out. I introduced Lady Bugh to Gerrard and Aren who were a bit put off because of her size. She's not huge like a Dane but isn't a lap dog either. I told her to sit which she did, and then told her to wave hello. Lady Bugh sat up and began slapping at the air with her right paw returning to her sit position after a half dozen "waves." I told her to go pee then return to the back door. I released her and off she ran behind the garage. She darted up the side walk, ran around the pool, and up to the back door where she sat waiting for me. "When you're done, just come on in the house through the back door. I'll leave it open for you. No need to put on your clothes because they will come right back off. Of course, that is if either or both of you intend to fuck me again. Perhaps I'm getting ahead of myself," I said to the two of them. "Rest assured, you are safe now to be in the house as you've been introduced and are welcome with me. But, just until you do get to know her better, Lady Bugh will not be allowed in with us." "You're going to find we will get through this blockage in record time and be in there soon as we're done," Aren said. "I'm not going to leave until my balls are completely dried up. Especially since Raymond told us to finish this job." Gerrard spoke up saying, "Bill, nothing going to keep either of us from spending the rest of this day but fucking your white ass and filling it full of our nutt juice. I'm wanting to know just how much pain you take. So, you go take care of whatever you need to do inside, and we'll be along soon as we're done."

Part 2: Two weeks later. My company launched a new product and, like most of the managers, I was expected to attend the launch party, held at a Manchester hotel, and mingle. Not really my forte but something that is expected nonetheless. I was circling the room engaging in idle chit chat here and there, talking up the new product, and the usual nonsense. I was talking to some woman, the wife of one of our big investors. She was wearing a dress designed for someone 20 years younger and at least 20 pounds lighter. She seemed anxious. Watching her husband as he circled the room. She was right to worry, I decided, he seemed to have an eye for every younger woman and seemed to stand just a little too close. The man seemed like a creep and I felt bad for his wife having to stand by and see him hitting on other women. Then, out of the corner of my eye, a familiar face caught my eye. I looked and nearly choked. Jordan stood leaning against the bar, watching me. He was wearing a suit tonight. It fit him perfectly, emphasising his first chest and his lean waist. What was he doing here at this event? He saw that I had seen him, smiled slightly, and raised his glass in my general direction. I felt my face go pale but raised my glass back to him. Fuck! I had almost convinced myself that I was building him up in my imagination, helped along by the quantities of alcohol I had consumed that night. But no. He was as beautiful as I remembered. My dick was getting hard as I looked at him, remembered the feeling of him inside me, thinking how much I wanted him again. I struggled to focus on what the woman next to me was saying but it was a losing battle. As graciously as I could, I drifted away from her and into a quiet corner of the room. I kept my eyes on Jordan making sure I knew where he was. If I kept an eye out, I could make sure I kept away from him. I wanted him… oh fuck, believe me I wanted him… but if I kept my distance nothing could happen. Brian would be so hurt if he knew I had betrayed him even the once. I couldn’t let it happen again. “Eric, right?” 
I almost jumped out of my skin. I turned around to see the investor whose wife I had been talking to. He stood next to me, looking out at the crowd. I nodded in greeting. “I’m Daniel, Daniel Holstrom. I hope Elise didn’t bore you too much.” Still jumpy, it took me a second to realise Elise was his wife. “No, no. She seems very nice.” He smiled sadly. “She is. Maybe too nice. She was a beauty once as well, you can still see it at times.” I struggled to think of something to say to him that wouldn’t be rude enough to get me sacked. Nothing came to mind. “Don’t misunderstand me. I do love her. But I love lots of beautiful things as well. You understand… we are men. We are not meant for monogamy.” My own guilt pricked at my conscience. I did my best to ignore it. “Do you really believe that?” I asked, trying to hide my distaste for the man. “Come on now. You are married, right?” He barely waited for me to nod. “And you’ve never looked at anyone else, never thought about it, maybe even acted on it?” My eyes automatically roved back to the bar… but Jordan was no longer there. I had lost him in the crowd. I began to sweat a bit. I looked around but couldn’t see him anywhere. Holstrom chuckled, seeing something in my eye or demeanour which answered his question. “See! I knew it. We are men, it is in our blood.” “Hello Erik. Fancy meeting you here.” For the second time a voice near me made me jump. Jordan. Standing next to me. My face turned red, my chest pounding, my eyes wide. Like a deer in the headlights. Holstrom looked at the two of us, looking bemused. “Oh, it’s like that is it? Well… to each his own. I’m not one to judge. Maybe I’ll go find myself a pretty young lady. You two have fun.” He moved away but I had already forgotten him. I tried to play in cool. “Jordan… good to see you…” “Really? And here I thought you were trying to hide from me tonight.” Jordan’s laugh had a faint mocking tone but was somehow still charming. “But, lets be honest. I bet you haven’t stopped thinking about me in the last two weeks, have you?” “Well, I…” He stepped closer. “You probably think about me when you jerk yourself off, maybe even when you are fucking your husband. Am I right?” I was, again, at a loss for words. I had been thinking about him since our encounter. When I masturbated, when Brian and i had sex, and at random times throughout the day. And, now that he was standing beside me, I wanted to taste him and feel him inside me again. “Let’s get out of here and go for a walk.” “I can’t. I’m here for work.” My last, desperate, attempt to avoid what i already knew was inevitable. “Don’t worry so much. No one will even notice you are gone.” His hand on the small of my back, he guided me gently out of the room. Something about him felt less gentle than our first night… he was even more in charge, more dominant. I felt myself submitting to him again. Willing to do whatever he wanted. We didn’t stop in the lobby, didn’t even pause, but stepped outside and around the building to a small, dark side street. Without hesitation, Jordan seemed to know exactly where he wanted to go. He pushed me roughly against a wall and then his lips were on mine, his tongue invading my mouth. His breath tasted faintly of cinnamon gum. I kissed him back, his youthful vigor so intoxicating. He pulled off my jacket and tie and tossed them on top of a nearby rubbish bin. Then unbuttoned my shirt, the cold night air biting my chest. He put a hand on my shoulder and pushed me to my knees. I obeyed and knelt in front of him, trying not to think about what I might be kneeling in. “Take my cock out, pig.” I started to unbuckle his belt but he slapped my hand away as he had during our first night together. 
“I said to take my cock out, not undress me.” I felt embarrassed but unzipped his trousers and fished out that long, hard piece of meat that I had been craving. I slowly jacked him with my right hand, watching his foreskin slide on his thick cockhead. ”Put it in your mouth.” I leaned forward, opened my lips, and greedily took him into my mouth. I worked him in my mouth, getting him wet, and then slid forward… taking him into my throat. He stood still, letting me do the work. He quickly rose to full mast and I struggled to keep him in my throat. I wanted to please him though, so I struggled to keep him there. My gagging seemed to please him. “You love that big cock don’t you? Love it in your throat, gagging you?” I groaned by way of reply. “Yeah… that’s it. Work that dick. Now look up.” I looked up and was not surprised to see his flash from his phone as he took a few pictures. Pictures of me, my mouth stretched around his big meat. I hoped no one else noticed the flashes and came to investigate. He pulled out of my mouth and lifted me to my feet. He deftly opened my belt and pulled my trousers down and motioned for me to step out of them. They joined the rest of my suit on top of the rubbish bin. My briefs followed and I stood naked in the alley except for my shoes and socks. Like our last encounter, he stayed clothed except for that dick sticking out of his pants. “Turn around and lean against the wall.” I obeyed, eager for what was coming next. “Show me that ass, spread your legs and push it out a bit.” More flashes from his camera phone. “That’s it. Open the cheeks and let me see your hole.” Balancing against the wall, I reached back with both hands and spread my cheeks for him. More flashes. “Fuck yeah. That hole wants my cock doesn’t it? It is already opening for me.” “Yeah, I need it. I need you to fuck me again.” “You need to be punished though. You tried to hide from me tonight. I don’t like that.” “Please… “ I whispered desperately. “I need it… I’m sorry I tried to hide.” “Hmmm.” Jordan rubbed his cock against my hole. “I believe you… but you still need to be punished.” His hand wrapped around my mouth as I felt him push his cock forward. “So this is going to hurt.” And it did. I tried to be quiet but cried out as he pushed inside my tight hole. Only his hand muffled the noise. “Shhh… take it. Take what you’ve got coming to you. Don’t want to attract any attention, do you?” He was pounding my hole. Without mercy, without finesse, his pushed his cock inside me. Tears dripped down my face and I gasped for breath. Other than our first encounter two weeks earlier, I hadn’t been fucked in years. Now this thick 9 inch cock was forcing it’s way inside me without lube. Finally his balls slapped against my ass. “There you go. I knew you could take it.” He pulled out with one stroke. “Your hole is gaping for me. Fuck that is so hot.” Maybe out of mercy, or maybe ironically, he spit on my hole and on his dick before he pushed it back in. He was right though, my hole was opening for him. It still hurt like hell but it was starting to feel good as well. “Yeah, look at you, you fucking slut. Bent over in the street, taking my cock. Tell me how much you love it.” 
“You feel so good! I love your cock in my ass.” “Yeah?” “Fuck yeah, Jordan!” “Yeah… your hole is working my dick now. You’re such a whore. Gonna fill you up! Ready for it, cumdump?” “Give it to me.” I couldn’t believe what I was saying. “Cum inside my slutty hole!” He grunted and I felt him swell inside me. And he came inside me. My ass felt full with his thick cum. After a moment, he pushed me off his cock but I stayed pressed against the wall, naked and panting for breath. He used my briefs to wipe his dick clean and then put it away. “Give me your phone.” I searched through the pile of my clothes until I found my phone, unlocked it, and handed it over. He typed away quickly then handed it back. “Here’s my number. Call me when you are ready.” He slapped my bare ass and walked away in the night. I waited until he disappeared then, feeling cold, got dressed.The suit was filthy, covered in muck from the dirty sidewalk and the rubbish bin. No going back to the launch party now. I hurried to my car and headed home. “You’re home early.” Brian called out from the kitchen as I came in. “Had a bit of an accident.” “Oh?” He popped his head around the corner. “What the hell happened to you…” I had practiced my lie. “Crazy line in the loo, so I went outside to find a place for a piss. Found a dark corner but slipped and landed in something.” He shook his head. “Well… I don’t think that suit can be salvaged. Get upstairs and take a shower. There is no way you are going to bed like that…. and take your shoes off before you tramp who knows what on the floors!” I put on my best chagrined expression and hurried to clean up before he could get too close of a look.

My straight roommate (who fucks me regularly) said it like this, "its so much easier to fuck a guy, you don't have to warm a guy up, a guy knows how to suck dick, a guy knows how to rim, a guy has a tighter hole than a chick, you can't get a guy pregnant, a guy can take it longer and harder than any chick, and a guy is always horny as fuck!" This was after he brought home a chick that he had to take to dinner first, watch a chick flick, wrap his dick in a condom prior to fucking her for 10 minutes in which she exclaimed that his dick was too thick and it was hurting her, he didn't even get off and spent 4+ hours and $60 for dinner. Completely frustrated he came into my room got an 30 minute blow job, got rimmed, then bred the hell outta me twice, the first time lasting over an hour....and it didn't cost him a thing and he got satisfaction.