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Justin, rubbed and jacked his dick and it would not get hard but he did get it to chub up and it felt so amazing. He rubbed his body and nipples and wished the Str8 guy was still there touching him, tweaking his nipples, sucking and biting them. He jacked off for ten minutes, the guy was fucking him now in his mind and the moment he imagined this big dick inside him and the guy so close to cumming the straight guy bent down and made out with him while his dick pulsed and he came inside Justin in his fantasy, Justin's balls tightened, began to tingle and he came so hard! Fuck he thought, I never came like that before and I am not even hard. He tried to rest there with the butt plug still in but could not, he got up and signed on to BBRT 25 emails. Fuck he had never been that popular. The screen was really bright and with the light on the desk on it was too bright. He turned the light off and opened the first email it was from a older guy 55 6'2 165 and he was holding a 10.5 inch dick. Justin licked his lips. He read the profile, " Looking for young dudes under 30 who love big uncut dick. Daddy only wants your holes. Not looking to date or fall in love just want some good quality clean hole to fuck. You got that boy? Need daddies big dick? I see you are neg. Daddy loves Neg hole. I will be in a hotel downtown next week Wednesday, Thursday and Friday night. Send me an email agreeing to give yourself to me now!" Justin went back and looked at this guys profile and he was into fisting, dp and wrecking young hole but the thing that stood out was that he was POZ and it said he was Detectable. Justin kept rolling his hand on his balls and then to his tina dick that was leaking. Justin hit to replay but then closed it and thought, maybe not. Besides he is not her till next week and he was not online at the moment. Justin did although save the email. He made note the guys email was 10fivethick He opened the next one and deleted it quickly, it was from a fat guy that was really out of shape and not his thing, the one under it was a young guy who wanted Justin to fuck him. He still had on his file that he was Vers. He looked and he now had 29 emails, fuck more came in. He opened the next one, and it was from a really good looking guy. Hey dude I am a young straight guy who likes fucking throat and having my ass eaten. Hit me back if you get turned on by servicing straight guys! He read the file and it said he was neg and ddf. Justin hit him back and said he loves sucking and servicing straight dudes. Hit me back I can host. He opened the next three and they were all Poz looking for neg hole. The first guy made Justin Pause, muscled and tatted and a thick 8" dick rock hard in his pic, Wow, fuck he is hot, he closed it and saved the meal of the first and third and deleted the second. The third guy was young it said he was 23 but he looked 18 with a 9" dick curved to the right and his file said he only fucked neg guys who were not on PreP. Fuck that is sick, he thought that but kept rubbing his balls and dick as he looked at the kids big dick, one shot he posted had a big load he shot and the other precum dripping from his dick. He finally forced himself to move to the next email. He kept going through the emails and ended up with 15 saved emails. Of the fifteen emails 11 were poz and talked about breeding and pozzing a neg ass. Justin looked back through each of them and tried to get his dick yard, it felt like it should have been hard but it wasn't. He closed it, got up n the bed and jacked his soft dick till he shot a load. He could not get a few of those big poz dicks out of his head especially the really thick tatooed muscle guy, the young dude and the old guy. He eventually shot another hard load and it felt amazing. He curled up and tried to sleep and eventually dozed off.

All the guys knew Rodney was too long a name and they called him Rod from the time he was a little tyke. Now, Rod was a big boy 6'5" of solid football muscle. Two big universities were wooing him. A few of his teammates wanted to woo him. But, there were also fans who got moon faced over seeing him on the field, in town, at his job in the hardware store, and at church on Sunday mornings and evenings and Wednesday evenings. Rod was the guy fathers wanted to find to marry their daughters. Solid, upright, and so handsome. All thru football season, Rod kept his thick blond hair close cropped. His blue eyes were stunning, even when seen thru the face guard of the football helmet. He had been First Junior escort his Junior Year and Homecoming king this year. With football season over, Rod let his hair grow out, He loved having it very long. He went to his mom's hairdresser to keep it neat, but never really cut it. It was his sign, his symbol. He saw himself as Garrett, the spear bearer of mythology. Others saw him that way too. During football season Garrett always worked out in the school weight room. It was well-equipped, had a sauna, and whirlpool. But when football was over, he headed to the local gym. It was better equipped and he got a special deal as where Rod went, others followed. The owner knew Rod would bring in many memberships. So, Rod got the use of the place for free. Every afternoon, he would appear, work out, shower and head to work at the hardware store. Mr Higgins trusted Rod implicitly giving him the key, making him the manager after 5. Rod didn't have a lot of business in the evenings so he was able to do homework and study. There was wifi to facilitate ordering and checking new products. So Rod was able to play on his laptop as well. A couple of his buddies would drop by to check homework and shoot the breeze. Mr Higgins never minded as long as Rod would take care of the few customers who did come in. It became almost a routine. He had the closing system down to a science. He would lock the main door. Go in the back room to check delivery doors, start turning out lights, make sure no water was running in the john, lock the door to the back room, start turning out lights in the front making sure the security remained on, set the alarm, and let himself out, locking the front doors. He would walk the 6 blocks home, carrying his computer, book bags, and gym bag. When he got home, he would have his supper, kept warm by his loving mom, tell her about his day. Go into the living room and talk with his dad about sports and life, then head upstairs to his bedroom. In that quiet room, he would strip off all his clothes, move to his private bathroom, brush his teeth, take a much needed piss. Only odd thing was, he'd start his piss in a glass, measured 4 oz, then finish in the toilet. Then he would drink that piss down, usually strong as he hadn't pissed since noon. Licking his lips, he would turn out the bathroom light. His prayers were long, but fervent. Lying down, he would take his cock in his right hand and fall asleep holding it. Rod was unusual for sure as he would awaken in the same position he went to sleep in. Cock always rock hard after tantalizing dreams. He needed no alarm cock. Years of routine had made him a regular early riser. That routine was the same in the morning, take a crap, shower, piss in the glass, exactly 4 ounces, piss in the toilet, drink the strong morning piss, comb is hair, admiring how much longer it was getting, checked the progress of hair on his chest, treasure trail and bush, bend over to see his ass growing fur in the mirror, and get dressed. Rod hated underwear. He only wore it in they gym or at football so he would have dirty underwear for the wash. So, shirt, khakis, no socks, and beef roll penny loafers. With pants losing pleats and going flat front, commando was harder to manage, but Rod refused to wear underwear and didn't own a jock. He loved the free feeling. Breakfast, brush teeth, kiss mom and off to school completed the routine. He never checked his messages until he was in the car. There were always a few. Today was one from Coach Jameson. There would be a scout to see him at one. He should pickup his pass before school, be excused from class and meet them in the conference room in the athletic department. Well, he just might get a good scholarship, he thought. This might be a great day after all. More to come. I hope you like the beginning. It will get very nasty with chems

Business was brisk from 9 to 11 and Rod didn't have time to use the nasal spray on account of the do it yourself customers, But when it slowed down, Rod called Jerry and said he hadn't used the nose spray, the store was too busy, should he take more and make up the doses. Jerry said, " What time will you close the store? Five" Rod said, "Always when the clock strikes five. It is a routine. I am used to routine in my life." Jerry made a mental note. That beautiful ass was going to get used to a routine, a routine of being booty bumped and fucked. Jerry asked if the house was open. Rod said, "The key is under a rock next to the rose bush, but be careful. It is thorny." Oh, he never should have said thorny. It gave Jerry another idea. Rod asked if Jerry would be there to take care of him when he got home. Jerry said, "I take good care of you as long as you trust me to." Rod said, "Thanks man. You are the best friend a guy could ask for." "Oh, take four hits, err, sprays of the bottle when you leave for home. Just in case you get woozy, you walked didn't you?" Jerry added. Rod said, "Will do, Dude. See you when I get home" Jerry could hardly contain himself. When the boy gets home he will be a little woozy, another real treatment and he'll be ready for more than that buttplug, he thought. I'll get him to the point that he begs me to put things in him, then I'll give him a little of Miss Tina. He'll be flying high and begging for more. When and if that cock goes down, I'm going to cage it in a big enough cage to drive him crazy but not let him jack off. Meanwhile, I'll make him wish that cock would go down by telling him the only hope is to hurt it. Jerry spent the rest of the day planning and getting the stuff he knew he'd need.

After the remedication, the powder forced down the urethra, and the crystal looking rock forced up his ass, Rod said he felt strange. Jerry said, "I have just the thing. He produced a nasal spray bottle. When you feel to strange, take a sniff of this." Little did Rod know, it was a product called poppers in a prescription bottle "How many times should I use it, Jerry?" the big jock asked. Jerry said," 2 times an hour. When you get home from work, call me. I will be over to check on you. " "Jerry, you are a lifesaver,"Rod said. Jerry rubbed a cream into Rod's big cock, wrapped it neatly in gauze and said. " What do you have to wear to work?" Khakis and a blue shirt was the uniform. So, Jerry said, "You won't get your cock caught again will you?""No Sir, Rod answered quickly. Jerry said, "One more thing. You will be on your feet all day. I need to keep the meds from running out your ass. Bend over, Buddy." Jerry inserted a nice butt plug in Rod's ass. Odd, but Rod felt it should be there, maybe even more. Jerry left and Rod got ready for work. When he left the house, Rod found walking moved the plug around and it wasn't unpleasant. What if it fell out. Rod would call Jerry from work to check.

Rod entered school with a group of his buds, As he did, female heads turned, some male heads as well. Principal Adams saw him and said, Hey, Rod, I have something for you. Rod approached the 5"10" man towering over him and thanked him for the pass. They exchanged pleasantries, talked about an upcoming dance, and Rod moved on. His first period class was Calculus. Rod had a mind for numbers and logic. There was a pop quiz and Rod knew he had aced it. Mr Johnson asked him to stay after class. There was a math bowl coming up and he wanted Rod to participate. Rod said, "Mr Johnson, I will be happy to help out if I can get time off work. Give me some lead time and I'm sure Mr. Higgins will find a way to let me go for the time." Mr Johnson replied, "It is 2 weeks from Saturday. I hope Mr Higgins will cooperate." Rod nodded and said that he'd ask. Rod was fairly certain Mr Higgins would agree, but refused to commit until he was certain. He was like that. When he gave his word, it was like a promise from God. The day passed quickly and one o'clock had Rod in the conference room with Coach and a Mr Samson from State U. Mr Samson had seen the game films. He had seen Rod play. He knew he wanted this kid, but wanted to red shirt him for the first year. Rod was uncertain about that. He had to talk it over with his parents and think it thru. Mr Samson gave coach his card and said, "Son, rules say I can't contact you directly, but if you have questions or concerns, Coach will contact me and be the go between. It was already 2:30, the final bell range at 2:40 so Coach said, "Don't interrupt your last class. Just get your things from your locker and head on out." Rod thanked him and headed to his car. It would be a short drive to the gym for workouts. He'd have an hour, then take the car home, have a snack, take a shit and piss, and walk to work. Everyone knew Rod was a creature of habit and a couple buds met him as he walked to work. They all wanted to know what the Coach had lined up for him. Rod explained. They all agreed he should not redshirt. He was ready for big league of university football. Rod, as usual, said that he'd talk it over with his parents. Mr Higgins was ready to leave for dinner at home when Rod arrived. Rod talked with him about the math bowl and Mr Higgins agreed to come in on that Saturday so Rod could participate. Rod, thanked him profusesly. Mr Higgins said, "I am proud of you on the football field and in the classroom. Go and do your best." Rod broke his own rule and had a Coke to celebrate the day. After all, it was a good day for him. Scholarship offer and be a star in math bowl. The evening was quiet. Only four customers. Mr Koury needed a flapper for his toilet. Mrs Johnson wanted some paint mixed. Mr Murphy needed some machine screws. Other than that, Rod studied and played on the Internet. He always checked emails last. The usual letters about nothing, but one was different, sender was blocked. Rod thought he shouldn't open it, but did. More to come, and cum

Mr. Benson says how did I like watching them work over this person who was beating up Gay men. As one who has been beaten up a few times I thought it was right as all we are trying to do. I'm taken into what looks like a operating room and lay me on the table face up. Mr. Benson says you will become a member of his family as I have to be marked. He pierces my tongue, then a nose ring, both of my nipples and did that hurt and then a Prince Albert piercing in the head of my dick. Mr. Benson when I get older and I have proven my self he ask one of his assistants to remove his shirt. I see the POZ tattoos and then I see the brand of the letters of MB on his ass cheek. Mr. Benson grabs my face and says that can't be removed even as I not only have his body but his sole. As I'm already POZ Mr.Benson does not have to convert me but he does my hole, so he and his assistants are fucking me and have turned me into a real cum loving pig who is willing to drink their piss and cum. They put me in the sling one day and I see plenty of parTy supplies and toys on the table next to me. Mr.Benson comes in with the 2 assistants dress like a butcher with rubber aprons on. I can't keep my eyes off the needles as I have not been slammed in a long time and just the thought of have they needle in my arm and seeing my blood into the syringe is getting me hard.Mr. Benson is laughing and says I wonder if he knows why he is in the sling for as he grabs my dick then takes a syringe and inject it into me and its not Tina but a caverject, that will keep the bitch hard and make a good film. I see my dick grow and its as hard as it has ever been and wish I have a hole to put it in, but its not to be as I feel the sharp prick in my arm and the warm rush as I cough my brains and realize this was a very heavy slam. I'm not in this sling to get fuck but to get fisted and I'm scared to death as Mr.Benson dick is the biggest thing I have ever taken as I say they to Mr.Benson. Then one of Mr. Benson assistants turns around grabs a little lube and shoves his own hand up his hole like its nothing. I'm told with proper training I will soon be the same way as Mr. Benson has 4 fingers in my ass, then a toy and the lube he is using burns at first but it makes my hole so hungry for more. He is so gentle as he knows when its to much and when its feels great he pushes harder. I see in the mirror above me his hand is gone as my dick is so hard as he is working my prostrate like the bitch I am I'm trying to push my self deeper on to his hand. When Mr.Benson gets tired his assistants take over as they keep me well slammed and that lube is to die for as my hole is so hungry after they pull out as I beg for something in it. They bring over this machine that has a large dildo on it and shove it into my hole and start it up and leave the room. I can see there is a drip of lube but its not that special lube that I like but found out later its cum they have acquire from local bathhouses. The machine goes from very slow which is enjoyable to very fast and when its very fast it hurts. Any ideas where you want to go from here? Thank You

Part 16 - January 2019 New Year Darren eventually surfaced at 10am on January 1st, feeling more optimistic about his future he just needed to hold this job down. He had a text come in and opening it he smiled, Sam had wished him a happy new year and was looking forward to seeing him. Instantly his cock reacted thinking about him, he still couldn't believe how nice the guy was towards him even after finding out about his past. It had crossed his mind if Sam was attracted to him, he hoped so since he found him nice and very sexually alluring. His mother never asked how he contracted hiv, but then she never really showed much interest in him and wanted him out having done her bit raising him. In many ways he felt alone and that was what was driving him now to change his life and move away. His little group of friends were nearly all dating or shagging a bird when they weren't drinking or getting stoned. Seeing less and less of them really allowed him to take a look at himself, looking in the mirror he wanted to change in so many ways and decided he would start with a new haircut and tidy himself up. He quite fancied a spikey haircut instead of the mess he currently saw in the mirror and decided that tomorrow he would go in to town and see what the hairdresser could do. Byron insisted on taking Stefan's parents car to the station to meet Sam, Stefan's Porsche was not really designed for 3 people and even Byron felt uncomfortable sat in it. The train pulled in and Sam appeared at the exit where they hugged uncontrollably excited to see each other. The three of them spent most of the day walking along the Malvern Hills enjoying the winter sunshine and catching up. Byron and Stefan broke the news that they had brought a house in Oxford which was close enough to London for Byron and also where Stefan's family business was located, they would be moving there in late February. The move was planned to allow Byron time before he was starring in Top Hat in the west end from May. He had been finally cast in the leading role after his success with Louise and Patti and really getting noticed by many producers. Sam was also going to be in the cast for a few months as he wanted to improve his tap dance ability, they would both be starting rehearsals in February. "So you two are really doing this then?" Sam asked as they reached the top of a hill. Byron laughed "Yeah, I know it is strange but I can't see myself living without him" he replied looking at Stefan. "Sexless marriage" Sam giggled "Let me know how that works out" he said looking at Byron and Stefan. Stefan smiled "Not entirely sexless" he replied catching the surprised look on Sam's face. Sam stopped "Don't tell me you have flipped over" he asked Stefan chuckling. "Not entirely" Stefan replied putting his arm around Sam's shoulder "But I can see why you enjoy it the oral sex, he is good a blowing me". Sam shook his head in bewilderment "I give you a year before you totally switch sides" he laughed. The following day they headed in Malvern town and Stefan was taking Sam around whilst Byron sorted out some personal business for his parents, he agreed to meet the guys in an hour in the coffee shop, Sam laughed joking that his shopping usually took longer than hour. Byron walked out of the bank having completed everything in record time, he made his way over to the coffee shop. There were a few people in front of him so he texted Stefan to say he was done and getting a coffee. Stefan replied telling him he had no idea how long they would be as Sam was a crazy window shopper. Byron chuckled looking up from his phone and found himself face to face with Darren holding his coffee looking at him "Byron" he said. "Darren" Byron said taking a step back and trying not to show any emotion or fear of him. They nearly didn't recognise each other "You look different" Darren said. Byron fumbled putting his phone away "So do you" he replied quietly thinking how sexy Darren now looked. "What do you want Darren?" Byron asked his mouth going dry. Darren looked around quickly "What the fuck did you do to me?" he said looking him in the eyes angrily. Byron gulped unsure what he was going to do "I'm sorry but you were going to..." he started saying. His words cut off by the barista "Can I help you?" she called over to Byron. Darren looked back at her "I will sit over there you better join me" Darren said warning Byron and walking off. Byron ordered his coffee and nervously kept looking back over his shoulder where Darren sat. He was in in two minds to send a message to Stefan since he had no idea what Darren was about to do, it was the first time he had seen Darren since the incident on the Malvern hills. He stopped himself and looked back at Darren quickly, he was not even looking just staring out of the window watching the world go past. He knew he could get just walk right on out and not face Darren. No, he was done running from him and he couldn't face having to look over his shoulder with the guilt of what happened. Byron collected his coffee and approached the table taking the seat opposite Darren he sat down fixing his gaze on him. Darren turned to face Byron "You not scared of me or what I will do?" he asked. Byron just stared at him "No" he finally replied sipping his coffee still staring at him. Darren stared at Byron "I wanted to destroy you and make you suffer after what you did" he said. "What I did?" Byron asked in a surprised voice and shook his head "I protected myself from getting raped". Byron looked down "I was angry with you and... I just don't know where it came from Darren" he said. "So you gave me what you have?" Darren said becoming emotional. "Do you think the years of misery you put me through were great?" Byron asked putting his cup down. Darren looked out of the window "You think giving me this for life is fun?" he asked looking back at Byron in anger. "Someone told me you can only push people so far before they break" Darren said eyeing him carefully. Byron sat back in his chair "So what then?" he asked "You want to go outside and put an end to it?". Darren shook his head smirking "Oh this is never going to end Byron" he said "not after what you did". "I hoped you would have got the message last time you tried taking me down" Byron said standing up to leave. "Sit down" Darren said sharply then smirked "please". "Fuck, what is it with you Darren?" Byron asked confused by the way Darren was acting. Darren shook his head "Do you really hate me that much?" he asked watching Byron. Byron looked at his cup "I don't know" he said "I just don't understand you, or why we are here". "Did you know you had it when you raped me?" Darren asked gazing out the window. Byron was not about to start lying to him "Yes, but I..." He started before he was cut off. "So you knew what you were doing then" Darren stated "did you get off on it?" he asked Byron. Byron pushed his cup away "No, I sat on the doorstep after and cried" he said truthfully looking down. "I so wanted to get back at you" Darren stated smirking "but you would probably enjoy me raping you" he said. Byron was at a complete loss now "Are you after revenge?" he asked turning his cup around on the table. Darren looked at him for a moment then gazed out the window "I could go to the police" he replied. "I don't really care what you do Darren" Byron replied "nothing compares to what you have put me through". Darren smirked again "I could ruin your life going public with what you did" he said turning to face Byron. "Don't you mean continue to ruin it?" Byron asked questioning him. "Your dancing and singing" Darren said seeing Byron's surprised look "I see you in the papers". "You do?" Byron said "What out of morbid curiosity?" he asked in a surprised voice. Darren gazed out of the window again "How the famous can fall so easily" he finally said after a moments silence. Byron felt sick inside knowing Darren had him "Blackmail?" he asked too frightened to look at Darren. Darren shrugged and wiped his eyes "That is one way" he replied still staring out of the window. "I'm sorry Darren" Byron said lowering his voice "I was beyond angry with you that day". "I gathered by you overpowering me so easily" Darren replied "I thought I could still take you down". Darren faced Byron "Is it because of me, you know your body?" he asked thinking he sounded like a pervert. Byron shook his head "No, I needed to build strength for my work, but I got so in to it" he replied. Darren looked out of the window "At least your parents supported you that much I saw" he said sadly. "At least you had real parents" Byron said looking at him. Darren scoffed "You had it so easy growing up, my parents didn't give a shit" he replied upset. Byron looked at Darren "They are my foster parents Darren, they adopted me properly at 14" he said. Now Darren was stumped "Sorry" he said "I never knew that and thought you were from the posh end of Malvern". They sat in silence for a moment "Now you have made me feel really bad about what I did" Darren said apologising. Byron finished his coffee and Darren stood up "Coffee?" he asked picking Byron's cup up off the table. Byron nodded and thanked him watching as he walked over to the counter. He sounded and looked like Darren apart from this new funky haircut that really suited him. He was still conflicted and confused seeing a completely different person from the last time they had encountered each other. Gone was the aggressive and abusive nature, what struck him most was that for once he didn't smell of weed and actually seemed to have cleaned himself up in many ways. Irrelevant of how he looked now, Byron knew that it was still Daz, Dazza or Darren depending on who you spoke to. Darren returned placing a fresh coffee in front of Byron "Thanks" he said watching Darren sit down. "Honestly I thought you would have bolted when we met" Darren said pausing "I'm glad you didn't". Byron looked at him "How so?" he asked trying to find the words needed. Darren looked down at his coffee "You have me I can see that" he said. "I don't hate you Darren" Byron replied "I just don't know you and you never allowed anyone to get to know you". "Apart from you there is only one person I told who knows what happened" Darren said looking at Byron. Byron leaned forward "I thought you was going to get your gang and come after me" he said concerned. Darren shook his head "Use to hang out on the estate with them" he said "but they are all pot heads". Byron looked at him "And you?" he asked "are you still smoking weed or whatever it was?". Darren shook his head "Not any more" he replied shyly "I kept getting sick" he said facing to Byron. "Fuck" Byron said putting his head in his hands "I'm so sorry Darren, really I am" he apologised profusely. Darren shrugged his shoulders "It's done Byron nothing can ever take it away" he said wiping his eyes. Darren could see Byron was almost in tears "I pushed you on the wrong day" he said almost laughing. Byron now looked even more confused "So the other person do they know as much as me?" he asked. "Yes" Darren replied nodding "they don't know who it was though I keep your identity secret". "Darren" Byron sat up "Will we ever put this whole thing between us to rest?" he asked. Darren stared out the window "Maybe" he replied casually "eventually we could". "I wish we could have got to know each other properly" Byron said watching Darren. Darren gave Byron a wicked grin "I want to rape you" he said "to get even first of all". Byron sat there speechless trying to figure out if Darren was in fact gay "Retaliation?" he asked. Darren stared at him then nodded "Yes" he replied and laughed "You changed the balance of power that day". "Let me guess, you don't like it that way?" Byron suggested watching Darren nod and hearing is phone ping. Darren studied him reading his message then shaking his head "Something wrong?" he asked. "No Stefan and my friend are running behind, I am meeting them in here" Byron replied putting his phone down. "Your still friends with Stefan then?" Darren asked "Is he still protecting you?" he smiled. Byron looked up "We are getting married" he replied seeing the surprised look appear on Darren's face. "I didn't think he was gay, thought you were just friends" Darren said in a shocked tone. Byron laughed "He isn't gay" he paused "hard to explain really" he said. "That is bizarre, not gay but your getting married?" Darren asked unable to comprehend this. Byron nodded "I don't know how to explain it, we love each other in a different way" he said. Darren looked at the time "Sorry I should go before they arrive" he said standing up. "I am really sorry Darren" Byron said "I hope we can patch things up if you want that" he pleaded. Darren looked down at him "Sure" he said "I am going to fuck you though" he turned to leave. He felt horrid about what he had done, strangely though he did wonder if what he did had completely changed Darren. He wished they could take back all those years and been friends with him. Outside Stefan and Sam approached the coffee shop talking, Darren slipped through the door and walked in the opposite direction from them. They found Byron sat at the table looking deep in thought. Sam went to fetch the coffees whilst Stefan walked over and sat down with Byron. "Penny for them" Stefan said startling Byron. "What?" he replied returning back to the room "sorry just had the strangest half an hour with Daz". Stefan looked at him "Did he touch you?" he asked almost angrily. "No, he was quite the opposite" Byron replied "completely different Stefan". Sam sat down and handed Byron another coffee "God I am going to be pissing for England later" he laughed. Byron began to recount his conversation to them. Sam knew about this bully from brief chats whilst they were at Mountview. Byron told Sam the rest including the day on the Malvern hills where he finally snapped. Sam sat there looking shocked pondering if this was the same guy he met in London. "What did you say his name was?" Sam asked interrupting Bryon. Byron looked at him "Darren or Daz as his gang called him at school" he said. Sam shook his head "You only ever referred to him as Daz" he said "does he have tattoos?" he asked. Byron nodded "Yes, quite muscular and about my height" he replied "but I don't think he is gay". Sam looked at them both "I met a Darren in London you remember the guy I told you about in Costa?". Byron nodded "Fuck, do you think it is the same Darren?" he asked "where does he live?". "I don't know" Sam replied "can't possibly be the same one he has a job in London" he said. Byron nodded "Yeah this Darren doesn't have a job" he said. "Where is he from?" Stefan asked putting his cup down. Sam looked at both of them then giggled "Not again Sam" Stefan said "you really need to talk to guys your picking up". All of them reached the conclusion that this was not the same person as they appeared to be worlds apart from the one they knew individually. Sam got down to spending a few days out of the city and enjoying the almost country life of Malvern, hiking every day with Byron with Stefan in the crisp winter days was exhilarating and refreshing. Sam sat there the last night chatting with Stefan's mother trying to persuade her to talk to his class at the academy, eventually she agreed and also promised to given them some acting lessons. Sam was sleeping in his own bedroom that was previously Byron's when he stayed at Stefan's, lying in bed he caught up on his emails. Flicking over to the message app he sent one to Darren 'Hey, come down next weekend and stay, we can go house hunting', his other hand playing with this cock thinking about Darren as he sent the message. Darren responded saying he would come down Saturday morning but Sam suggested Friday early evening and he was surprised to see he agreed with a smiling face emoji. Darren smiled as he walked across the Flowers estate that late evening towards home. Hearing his name suddenly called out he looked across the playground and saw Leo walking towards him. The scrawny 28 year old estate dealer was the last person he wanted to see having avoided him for months now. Leo was marginally taller than Darren, skinny and gobby he was one of the most feared people on the estate and Darren never knew why that was. "Dazza where you been mate?" Leo asked approaching him "shit you gone all queer?" he said looking at Darren. Darren nodded "Leo" he continued to walk not wanting to engage Leo in conversation. "You haven't brought anything from me for a while" Leo said "where you getting your stuff from?". Darren stopped and looked at him "I'm clean Leo" he said. Leo laughed in his face "Come on, I got some good shit here, give you a discount" he said pulling a bag out. "No thanks" Darren replied about to walk off until Leo grabbed his arm. "Rumour has it you go the sexual health clinic" Leo said smirking at him "what did you get?" he asked. Darren shook his hand away and ignored the comment "Don't come near me again" he said calmy and walked off. Leo laughed "You will be back" he said shaking the bag loudly "ass fucker" he mumbled. Darren heard him and turned around "What did you say?" he said walking back towards Leo angrily. He only managed 5 meters before Leo turned and bolted off across the playground. Darren stood there watching Leo wondering if he knew of Darren's sexuality, he couldn't possibly he said to himself. One thing he did know was Leo would not drop the subject quickly and use it to taunt Darren at any opportunity.

Jerry got to the house plenty early. He needed to reconnoiter a bit. He needed to find out where the routine driven Rod kept his most secret stuff. When he arrived, he pulled a knife from the kitchen drawer and sliced two big thorns off the climbing rose. Be careful of the thorns, he remembered. He started looking thru Rod's drawers. He found the mask they had used to blindfold Rod for his birthday party back in October. Jerry thought that might come in handy. He kept it out. Jerry was amazed. He found no sign of any porn, gay or hetero. He even looked under the mattress. Nothing. This guy was too square to be true. Then it hit him. The computer. Jerry hit the enter button, it was on and unlocked and sprang to life. emails were up. Jerry read thru them all. None of any consequence except that odd one with no return address. Jerry read it 4 times. it still didn't make sense. Well, he'd look into it later when Rod was fast asleep. Jerry had his phone ready for videos. He also brought a few removable tattoos of consequence, his hair trimmers, and a straight razor. Jerry thought he might be able to convince Rod to let him shave his pubes to promote the healing of his sore cock. He had just a little time. That is when he found the measuring cup. Funny he had missed it before. It was in the shower. He held it close to his face. The smell was unmistakable, strong morning piss. Now why would Rod need a measuring cup. He thought hard and only one answer was possible. He was measuring the flow, NO, can't be. It would be too much for that cup. He'd find out when he had Rod in that state of bliss when he would answer any question unawares.

Jerry had been watching that hot ass for a long time. He had just given Rod his first booty bump. Within an hour Rod would be looking for anything to shove up that ass. When he found that Rod's parents would be gone all day Friday, he knew that Rod would need another treatment, before work and after. Rog had to go for college entrance tests three towns away. Jerry would have that Rodney's big rod and fine ass all to himself until quite late Saturday. Jerry smiled knowing he wasn't even on call. Some things just work out, Jerry thought. He would use a little sodiumpentathol to learn secrets, use that fine ass a few time take pix and have Rod right where he should be, Jerry's cunt. Much more to cum

he hoped the flap would cover his skin and entered the front of the store. Susie Sanders said, "I was about to leave. I thought you had gone. She flirted for a good 20 minutes and Rod did his best to hide his pain. When she left he went into the back room. He tried pulling the zipper down. Hopeless, he couldn't hold on to it. He grabbed a vice grips and began to pull, nothing. What was he to do? He thought what are friends for. He'd take a ribbing but Rog would get him out. He dialed, "Rog get to the hardware store now. I'm in trouble." Five minutes later Rog came thru the door panting hard. What's wrong. All he saw was Rod's head around the rack of plumbing supplies. "Rog, come over here. Hurry!" Rog did as he was told. Then he saw it, ugly purple skin pushed out the flap on the Khakis. Rog almost passed out. "Rog, get a grip. I got to get out of this!" Rod pleaded. Rog said, "I'll get a vice grips, that should do it" Rod handed him one. He said it won't budge. Rog said, we have to shrink it! ICE! Ice will make it go down. Rog ran to the café and brought back a large cup of ice. He tried cubes on the part outside the zipper, No, It had to be inside. The two boys labored getting ice into those flat front Khakis. Rod had to lie down to keep it from falling out. Rog said, " Hell didn't your underwear protect you." Then as he shoved ice in he learned Rod's love of commando. The ice seemed to make a little progress. Try now. Rog who had been shoving the ice in while Rod held his hands both sides of his engorged dick, got the zipper to start to move. After another 30 minutes the dick was free but badly mangled. It hurt and hurt bad. The drugstore was about to close when Rog burst in asking for a lidocaine cream. He bought a large tube and ran back into the hardware store where Rod was dripping with sweat. His long hair was a tangled mess. His face contorted. His soaked Khakis clung to his legs. "Open it for me, please hurry, Rog" was all Rod could say. Rod slathered his big ugly cock with the cream. It help a little. But he had to get home. Rod stood, Oh, wet khakis aren't nice. He grabbed his gym bag, pulled out the sweaty short and pulled them on. He went to the back of the store for a mop. Rog said, " let me do that for you buddy." He mopped the wet up while Rod locked up. He stuffed the wet Khakis in his gym bag and the two locked up. Rog went home with Rod. Never leave a brother in trouble by himself. When they got home, Rod stripped off his clothes like a wild man. The lidocaine didn't help much. There was a little blood and scab forming. Rog had never seen anything that ugly. Rog said, we need my brother, he's off duty. Rog's brother was a jr EMT for the county. Rog's brother Jerry, took one look and said, "Man that is a mess. But I can help. Let me get some supplies from my case." Jerry said, I need to look inside that urethra man. If that is damaged we go to hospital. He produced a speculum, lubed it and pushed it in, slowly opening it. I want to put some powder in to disinfect it but you better piss first. Now, that was another problem. He had to piss four ounces, drink it and pour the rest away. Rod went to the john, got his four ounces and drank it. He came back into the bedroom where Jerry had the speculum, some powder, and a probe ready. He opened Rod's cock wider than Rod believed possible, dipped the probe in the powder, and down the urethra it went. He repeated the action 3 times to be sure. Then he said, I have to be sure. I'm going to use anti-biotic on your dick and wrap it with gauze. It will probably be hard all night, but that is good. Don't piss until morning. Now, Rod, You need to lie on your stomach. I'm going to put some pain killer in your ass. It will help you to sleep. Rod thought strange but did and he was told. Rog gloved up, lubed his glove and pulled what looked like a crystal out of a bottle. He inserted it Rods ass. Rod said it burned as much as what was in his urethra. Rog said, " It has to burn to work. Now I want you sleep on your back. For the sake of that mangled dick, don't roll over.

So, I’m fresh back from my first proper sex vacation to that European gay winter mecca of choice: Gran Canaria. Mostly I whored myself in cruise bars and sex clubs, where apart from one naked event, I wore a jock. I like to think this gives out the message that my cock is off limits but my arse is up for grabs. Anyway, as any good cumdump will know, after a few fucks some of the semen deposited will start to leak out and collect in the bottom part of the jock, soaking into the fabric. In fact, just how wet it gets down there can be a good indicator of how many loads have been taken. I don’t know what my load count was over the five nights I was there. I’m guessing somewhere between 60 and 80. It’s shame my jock can’t talk- it must now contain traces of the DNA of all the men who came inside me: if only I could get it analysed, I could get a true load count! Anyway, my question now to you guys is, should I wash it or not? I’m tempted to keep it as a trophy and a permanent tribute to all the men who loaded me- it wasn’t expensive, I can just get another one. Interested to see how many of you think that’s hot, and how many think: “Ewww, gross! Get it in the washing machine right away!”

I was going to be in Colorado Springs on Tuesday night, and hadn't been there in years. A couple of days before, I went on Scruff and searched guys around where our hotel is and viewed a few profiles. I was sent a message by a HOT super muscular guy who's profile I'd looked at. He was gorgeous. Super worked out, dark hair, blue eyes, hairy chest and legs, shoulder tat, light scruff on his face. Just...wow. He said I was very handsome and asked if I was planning on visiting soon. I told him I'd be arriving Tuesday night and would be free late. He said he's always up for a late night "drink", and we should get together. I agreed and said I'd contact him Tuesday afternoon. I messaged him late afternoon Tuesday and it took him a while to write back. He said work had been really crap that day, he was exhausted, and not sure if he could meet up. But Wednesday he was free after 1pm. We were going to be checking out around 3pm on Wednesday, so I told him that was ok but he'd have to be "in and out" by about 2:15 so I could shower and get ready for work. He said that'd be fine, he'll message me at 1pm and let me know when he was heading over. He messaged on time, and said he'd be there at 1:30. I reminded him that he had until 2:15. We were both ok with a somewhat quick get together as he had a 4 day load he was eager to get rid of. He showed up at 1:40 wearing a suit and was just as hot as his pics. He quickly got undressed and laid out on the bed. My god, what an amazing body he had. I said that I never asked if he liked to make out or not. He told me, "sure, we can kiss a bit before you suck my dick." So I got on top of him, kissed a bit, then I turned my attention to his dick. He slowly got hard and he complimented my on my oral skills (I never considered oral as one of my strengths, but I've heard lately that I'm very good at it). He stood up and told me to get on my back with my ass on the edge of the bed. He slowly started fucking me, with just the head of his dick first (I LOVE this!), and he said he enjoyed watching my face as he fucked me. We changed positions a few times, and he really liked it once my hole opened up and wasn't so tight. When he rolled me onto my back, he asked if I wanted his load. I said "yes, please. I NEED your cum". He kept up his regular rhythm and told me "you're getting it right now". His tempo hadn't changed, and he was fairly quiet...I actually thought maybe he didn't cum. But as he pulled out I felt some of his load drip out and slide down my crack. A quick trip to the bathroom to clean up, and he was getting dressed. It was 2:05 when he left. As soon as the door closed behind him I got on the bed and slid my fingers into my hole, then tasted the cum that was on them. It was a very sweet load. I got rock hard and started to stroke my dick as I fingered my cummy hole. I didn't have much time, so I took a hit of poppers and pushed out as much cum as I could into my hand. I got it in my mouth just as I blew my load all over my chest. Once I caught my breath I got in the shower, cleaned up, got dressed, and headed down for pickup. I didn't have much of his cum left in my ass, but I loved going to work a freshly fucked slut. If only the 3 girls on my crew knew what I'd just done.

Jerry heard the back door open and Rod called, "Jerry, you here?" " I am bro, I'm in your room waiting to check you out," came the answer. Before he even started up the stairs he said my Mom and Dad called, asked if it would be all right with me if they spent the night. I told them I'd get Rog to stay with me. " Best friends are great to have. And a best friends Big Bro is a lifesaver," he practically shouted. Jerry smiled a big smile knowing he wasn't even on call for work. He was still smiling when Rod walked in the door . "Happy to see me," Rod asked. Jerry answered, "Sure, I know when someone needs my professional expertise." Jerry thought to himself if Rod only knew what kind of professional expertise he meant. He might not be so happy. Well, Rod, it is time to have a look. Rod's routine was simple, loafers off first, socks, shirt, then finally pants. He always followed the routine. Jerry pulled out his surgical scissors and began cutting off the gauze. When the thing was finally free, Jerry thought it had grown since this morning. Rod asked, "Jerry, how does it feel." Rod blushed when he answered, " it needs to be jacked. It has been hard so long that my balls ache." Jerry said, " just blue balls it will go away if we can get the thing to go down. I think, we'll let the air get to it. Is it all right for you to stay naked. I mean no one is at home." Rod only guessed it would be all right. But Jerry insisted on another treatment, so out came the rod, really a sound and a larger one than before. This time Jerry inserted it 6 times. Jerry smiled knowing that cock wasn't going down. In an hour or so, Rod would let Jerry do anything to make it go down. Then Jerry pulled out the buttplug. It made a plopping noise and Rod moaned a pitiful moan and mumbled, "I feel so empty, Jerry. I hate the way it feels." Jerry knew what to do, He pulled out a large needless syrings, already loaded with lube laced with G. "This will help, Bud," is all that he said. He flooded Rod's ass with the G laced lube. Within miutes, Rod needed the nasal spray. He felt weird. Jerry said that Rod needed a more powerful version. He opened a brown bottle and put it under Rod's nostrils right and left. He had him take six hits, err, breaths. Rod was flying high. Jerry wondered about the syringe of Miss Tina. Then decided that he wouldn't need it. He might not need the truth serum. The kid was flying high than a kite. Jerry watched as Rod tried to put his hand in his ass. Rod couldn't even realize what he was doing. He'd soon be a zombie. Jerry got a pan with some water and waited. When Rod's hand went limp, Jerry pulled it out of the hottest ass. He put the blindfold on the boy. His identity was still obvious. He used an alcohol soluable marker to write clumsily. I am a cumslut on Rod's abdomen. He extracted a series of dildoes from his suitcase. Wrapping Rods fingers around each one. He took a pic with the dido in hand, then a pic with the dildo in ass. He started with the smallest and ended with the biggest buttplug Jerry had. Jerry left the buttplug in to stretch that virgin hole. He kept sending them to his home computer so as not to overload his phone. He pulled out the entire package of sounds and worked on Rod's cock until he could take the biggest of the lot. Rod actually appeared to have a slight smile on his face and looked totally content. The pics would prove invaluable. Jerry cleaned the writing off the unsuspecting boy's abdomen. Then lifted the jock's legs. Jerry had the up high, the phone was set on movie. He pulled out that big plug and shoved in his dick in one push. Jerry fucked that hole until he couldn't hold back the cum any longer. He reinserted the small butt plug. Jerry went to the kitchen to get food and find sport's drinks. Rod was going to need hydration and the electrolytes badly when he started to come around.

Close of up a guy's taint pulsating while he unloads, buried in a guy's ass. Beads of sweat rolling down from a guy's armpit. A guy getting fucked on all fours, precum dripping from his dick. When a guy backs his ass back on to a cock when it's pulled out, cuz he needs it in his hold so damn bad.

Cocksucking? The first cock I sucked was at 17. A lot of firsts. The sex shop clerk who came into my booth when I was watching my first gay porn movie. Made me suck his cock and then continued to fuck me. Also a first. Got my own cock sucked a few days later in the cruising park. I thought I'd pass out spurting my load down his throat.

When mom and dad came home they found Rod sound asleep. He looked rested but was having the strangest dreams involving his penis and his ass. All about burning like fire and wanting to be touched. He woke at 4 am and didn't look at the clock. He went into bathroom and looked at his greasy mass of hair. He needed a shower but had to wait for Jerry to come to take off the dressing. Little did he know that the powder Jerry had forced down his urethra was crushed up Cialis. He would be hard for a few more hours. Mom and Dad looked in and found him on his computer. He looked up as they said there goodbyes Dad reminded Rod to take charge while they were gone. All the while Rod's ass felt so strange, so empty. Jerry had been watching from down the street, when the parents left, he let himself in the back door and headed up the stairs. He had a suitcase with him and his EMT stash. Jerry called out to Rod and Rod said in my room. Jerry looked in and said, "And how is Dr Jerry's patient today." Rod said, "Your'e the doctor; you tell me" Jerry's reply, was let's have a look. He pulled out his surgical style scissors and cut away the gauze. Rod was horrified. His dick looked worse today. Jerry started barking orders. We need to clean it. I'll get in the shower Now way! You want to make it worse. Jerry said, "Go stand in the shower!" Rod did as he was told. Jerry appeared with a bottle of peroxcide, and two other bottles and plenty of cotton balls. They peroxcide burned like hell. Jerry said, "It just won't go down. Do you think I can jack it?" Jerry said, "Are you crazy, do you want to destroy it." "But, Jerry, it just is huge." Jerry said, "I know. I might be able to help. But first we need to clean you out. The tub shower head unscrewed easily and Jerry produced a hose and a pair of tubes, One very thing tube, and one larger one. Now, You have to remain very still. I'm getting undressed because this will be messy. Jerry was wearing a jock and swim trunks under his clothes. Rod looked at the tubes and hose and said, "Jerry, what are we doing here?" Jerry said, "Well, Rod, we could go to the hospital." Rod acceded to whatever Jerry said. Have you pissed yet. Rod, in truth, said, "No, but I really need to. Can you go downstairs and get me my bag" It was a ruse to be able to drink that piss. Jerry left, Rod drank his piss and waited in the shower. When Jerry returned, He said, "I don't know if we should wrap today, but I have an idea or two." Jerry tested the temp of the water, warming it nicely. Then pulled up the nob on the spout, The hose was free of clogs. Jerry put the smaller of the tubes on the hose, grabbed Rod's large sore cock and forced it down his urethra until it was almost to the base. He started a slow pulse of water. Rod began to feel very full. When Jerry pulled that rod out, Rod gave out with what seemed like a gallon of water. Jerry said, "One more time to be sure, Rod . Rod was sweating and moaning, this time he left the water run for a longer time. Finally, Jerry shut off the water. He said, "Rod, count to twenty. Too fast Rod, add Mississippi between the numbers. Rod did as he was told. He was drenched in sweat. Jerry pulled out the tube and so much flushed out. Rod couldn't believe it. He changed tubes to the larger. "Rod, you have to lean forward and grab your knees." As the jock stud did, Rod worked a little lube into his ass. Rod knew what was missing all night, something in his ass. Then the tube and the water. Four times before the water ran clear. Rod was almost exhausted. his stomach had felt so full. Jerry produced a finger splint Pulled the prongs open wide, wrapped that swollen cock in plastic wrap and fastened the prongs tight. "Now, you may shower, Rod. Then we will medicate you again." That should take care of you unless you get infection. Rod showered, washing his hair, feeling almost human. But his cock remained hard.

The guy spread his ass checks and let Justin eat and tongue his hole. The guy was moaning and telling Justin what a hot tongue he had. Justin could feel precum on his left nipple from the guys dick. He thought fuck that dick must be huge. A minute later the guy pulled off Justin's tongue and he grabbed Justin and pulled him to the edge of the bed and let his head hand over the side. Fucker, open that whore mouth and throat of yours. The straight guy guided his thick cock into Justin's mouth. Justin sucked and licked the head of this guys dick, it tasted amazing, Justin moaned on his dick and then he heard the torch. The guy must be taking a hit, fuck I hope he gives me some. The guy pulled his dick out and then held Justin;s mouth open and blew the cloud in and said inhale whore. Then he heard the torch again as he blew a cloud out and the guy did it again. Justin wanted to kiss him so bad, but the guy just kept holding Justin's mouth open and soon they were both flying. The straight guy told Justin to keep his mouth open and he grabbed Justin's head and then slowly slide his cock all the way into Justin's throat. Justin began to panic, the dick was really long and thick. The guy held Justin's head in place until he bottomed out. Justin tried to pull away and the guy laughed, fucking whore you are not going anywhere. The pulled his dick out just a little and slide it deep. That is some good throat boy, then he pulled out further and slide back in and Justin's body started to shake. The straight guy slide is cock out enough so Justin could gasp and cough and make gabbing sounds. The straight guy turned Justin's head to the left and let the all the saliva run out as he held Justin's mouth open. Then he slide the fingers from his left hand into Justin's wet mouth and slowly pressed his long fingers down the kids throat as he said boy open up, come on open the fuck up. Justin tried to relax but his fingers were so deep, he could not tell if there were just two or three but fuck he was gagging and the guy said through your nose bitch, breath through your nose. Justin snorted and tried and then the guys withdrew his fingers and and grabbed a towel and whipped his fingers off and then grabbed the pipe leaving justin there with his mouth a mess and saliva everywhere. Once again the guy held Justin's mouth open and blew clouds and Justin inhaled and after five gunshots the guy held Justin's head and slide down his throat with ease, the finger stretching did the trick. The guy said I knew you would open up. He fucked his throat for three minutes and then pulled out so Justin could breath. Two more time, each time going a little longer and then letting Justin breath and then he hit the pipe again and they did another round. This time Straight guy went over to Justin's computer and turned on some straight porn and all Justin could hear is a young chick getting nailed by two guys one in her ass and one in her cunt. The guy said, I fucking love this one. She is taking a huge black dick in her pussy, a huge Latin dick in her ass and you are gonna pretend you are her and I am gonna use your throat to cum in. The guy moved Justin on his side, and he laid down next to him so he could watch this hot young chick get nailed and he slide in Justin's throat and fucked hit off and on for the next thirty minutes and then finally grabbed Justin's head and shoved his dick deep and came and came a total of ten ropes down Justin's throat. He pulled out and then told the kid to suck him clean, lick all the cum off his dick and when the guy was satisfied he pushed Justin into place and sat on his face again. Eat my hole some more you fucking whore. We are gonna make a regular thing of this you sick fucking slut. Justin ate his hole for five minutes and he said fucking whore you would do that all night if I let you, I gotta go. I have your number and email. When I reach out you better answer, the only time I will contact you is when I am on the way. You better be fucking ready. Then he got up and dressed and just before leaving the room he unfastened Justin's hands and said my friend told me to do that otherwise I would have let you fucking figure it out slut. Stay right there till I leave. Justin stretched his arms out and a a few second later he heard the door and the then slipped off the blindfold and played with his little tina dick.

I do and I feel nasty after. I let a tall skinny clearly hiv ravished top breed me yesterday. I stopped off at the video store and he was cruising the booths. Greasy hair he was wearing sweat pants and looked generally dirty. He went into a booth and waved me in. I kept telling myself just suck his cock and get out. I saw a big biohazard tat on his lower stomach and I was in for the breeding. I left with his load in my pussy.

Hello! Not sure I introduced myself when I joined, so doing it now! Love BB, love exploring kinks, recently started to see the poinT of hanging with Tina, and love when my bf thinks I don’t know how slutty he’s been. Feel to to say hi and chat! Looking to get slutty too.

I had finally crossed the line. I could not help myself. I got so frustrated with the guys wearing condoms. being ass up on the dark room fuck bench can be hit and miss most nights. I go to steam works as apps don’t work for me in the small city that I live in- likely not their type. Spending late evenings as an all-loads-taking cumdump on my knees on public display is so much easier in the sauna - hate standing around waiting. I often get raw cocks drop by but lately all the guys seemed to be wearing rubbers. I hate the feeling as it scratches and rubs my hole - much prefer raw cock. I was horny and needed cock and cum in my hole tonight. i peeked between my knees behind me and could make out shapes moving behind in the dark inspecting my hole. hands reached out to touch my ass, a few fingers reached in to finger my hole. In time a cock entered. I was relieved but pissed as he was wearing a rubber. I took several hits of amyl and matched his fuck rhythm-anything to tolerate this thick rubber cock. The fellow cumdump next to me on the fuck bench looked at me with envy but I was sore -not in a good way. when the top quickened his pace and I could feel the cock thicken I knew he was about to blow. I made a decision right then and there - I am getting his load. when the top blew his load I reached my hand under and gripped his cock. When he slowly pulled out i gripped onto the rubber making sure to milk the last few drops of cum into the tip. The top regained composure and walked away into the darkness. I was left on the fuck bench bent over holding a loaded condom in my hand. I held onto my trophy until I was able to find a dark corker, pushed the condom into my ass ring and squeezed all the contents in. Threw the rubber in the waste bin and sucked my fingers clean. load number 1. load number 2 from a young cub fucking my hole on the sling. Again I yanked the condom off his cock as he pulled. He made a quiet laugh as he watched me doing this - he could tell I wanted his load in me and what a desperate and shameless slut i am. again I emptied all the cum in my hole. i could not believe how desperate i have become. Anything for cum in my hole. perth steam works cumhole here.

Don’t. Wash. Your. Jock. Ever.

Keep it as a trophy...the first in a collection!

The trouble with emails was you never knew what was what for sure. Rod read the short email. It made little sense to him. It was as tho it were sent to someone else. In his usual fashion he went thru the store, locking the back door, turning off lights, closing off the store room, turning out lights, turning on the security light, locked the front door and walked toward home. He was sorry he drank that Coke, he had to piss in the worst way. He would fight it as it would throw off his routine. When he got home there was a note from mom saying she and dad had gone to a late movie. Super was ready to heat up in the microwave. Rod sat at the kitchen table fighting the need to piss. It was strong, so he did what he did when he knew he had to wait. He pulled a clothes peg out of the drawer. He opened his belt, opened his pants and out flopped Rod's rod. He knew it was a big one. He clamped the clothes peg on it. He knew from experience the pain would relieve the urge to piss. He closed up his pants, the sharp pain in the cockhead alleviated the desire to piss, but always made him hard. He really missed the pleated pants because the flat front really compressed his big rod of a dick. He ate the dinner. He didn't want to use the last of the milk, so he drank what was left of a sport's drink. Out loud, he said, "God, I have to piss like a race horse." Then he headed upstairs for his nightly routine. Everything proceeded in order. But, he knew he wouldn't be able to stop once the piss started, so he pissed into a measuring cup in the shower, pulling it away at 4 ounces. He pissed a long time, blessed relief. He prayed the usual but added one about the scholarship. When his head hit the pillow and his hand grasped his cock, he drifted off, dreaming of the university, the math bowl, the scholarship, football, and the strange email. When he woke, his routine would be the same, except his cock head was badly bruised. He wore the clothes peg too long. Well, Friday is Friday and things have to be done, bruised cock or not. But seeing the bruised cock somehow excited him. He found himself getting rock hard. More trouble for the morning. He dressed, stuffed that thing into his flat front pants, and felt the back of the zipper. It hurt and Rod adjusted it. Then he readjusted it right back against the zipper. Bulge was more than obvious. Heck, he readjusted it and went downstairs. Mom kissed his hair, he kissed her cheek. Dad said he and mom wanted to go to the lake Saturday for the day. Would that be all right? Would he be fine? Since he had to work, he didn't see a problem with the trip. They would leave early and be home by midnight. Don't wait up! As Rod drove to school, he kept readjusting his cock, onto the zipper. The barbed teeth gave him a strange feeling. He liked it. He parked in his usual spot, adjusted his cock, saw Susie Sanders waved, She waited for him to get out of the car. He had to readjust first. They walked in together. Once inside, Principal Adams said there was a message for him in the office. Rod had time, so he went to get it. It was a simple phone message from Mr Higgins. Could he get to the Hardware store a little early to unload some things into the back room. Rod knew Mr Higgins expected it and planned to do it. Cut short his gym time, but he owed Mr Higgins. At the end of Math class, Rod stopped in the john, he entered a stall and adjusted himself against those barbed zipper teeth. It scared him that he liked to so much. He rubbed it. Yes. He did like it. Well no time now, he readjusted and headed to class. His buds thought he had the runs, he was in the john between every class, and spent 15 min of lunch in there. While he drove home he shifted his dick back and forth across that zipper. He pulled into the garage, closed the door, jogged the 100 feet to the back door and let himself in. He hurried upstairs to get his gym bag, but went into the bathroom to look at his dick in the mirror. It was swollen and ugly colored. He almost broke down and put on underwear. But didn't. He walked to the gym, did most of his routine, showered, got dressed and headed to the hardware store. Mr. Higgins thanked him heartily for coming in. He said he and his wife had to go to her sisters. She was sick and had 3 little kids. He would not be home until Monday. Rod would be in charge in the hardware store. Rod told him not to worry. "Go ahead now, Mr Higgins. I will take care of things here. Do I need to make a deposit?" Mr Higgins said not today, but Saturday afternoon after 5. Put the usual in the night deposit at the bank down the street. Rod said understood. Mr Higgins hurried out. Rod stepped behind the rack of plumbing supplies and began rubbing his big cock against his zipper. Funny he had never tried this before. It was quiet in the store and he went to the john. He opened his pants and took a good look, big hard cock. Then he heard the bell. That was the portent of tragedy. In his hurry, he zipped skin "

I think jockstraps need to be treated like a carbon steel wok rather than regular underwear. Good woks need to be seasoned in order to perform their function to the best of their ability, that is cooking food fast at high temperatures without sticking. The same is true of a jockstrap. While a clean jock covers your dick and frames your ass and hole as the main event, a well seasoned jock tells the full story - this ass needs to be used hard, bred deep, and filled until it is overflowing. It says that you're a cumdump who expects to be left dripping with seed. It also allows men who love to eat ass to smell what you are and viscerally feel your slutty nature before a single spurt of seed as been fucked up into you. When it's still coated with the leavings of the last few men in your hole it shows tops who love pre-loaded holes that you're primed and ready for them to rut in. While you may also consider it a trophy, don't underestimate the possibility that an especially horny breeder won't want it as a trophy of claiming your whore ass as his own. Having a few used jocks that you can freshen with your cummy outflow is a good idea. If you end up with too many, you can always auction them off with the story of those who bred you while you were in it. The verisimilitude of a well seasoned jock can't be underestimated. It shows what you are, what you need, and how you're faring on both scores.

It’s nice to see my brother writing about the fantasy he dreams about. I hope he stays on his present path and not become like me.

He emailed me thru an ad this past Friday night, a black top with a thick 9 inch cock he sent me a pic of. I gpsed his address and was just 20 mins away! I get there and he is in his 20's, a hot young black stud, fun and good looking. he shares a big house with some girls and he is open and they all knew he was gonna fuck me and they listened thru his bedroom door. He lit candles round his round. I got naked an ready to be used on his mattress which was on the floor. He played gangtsa hip hop in the background. We got super stoned an I worked on his cock, which stayed hard as stone the whole time, no limp moments coming and going it was like a stone cock! I deep throated him for a while (I aint livin til Im gagging!) an he bent me over an fucked me doggy. It hurt like hell at first which I LUV! I screamed an moaned an cried an the whole house heard him tear my ass pussy up. I started to open up and it got really good. There was no mercy from that dick he pulled all the way out before ramming it balls deep in me again and again, sometimes his cock missed my hole a little and it tore in even more painfully and I would scream but he kept going taking my pussy by right and force and I luved it even more! His first nut he pulled out an came in my mouth an i swallowed it, then kept sucking an got him hard again before he put me on my back legs behind my head an raped my hole hard an deep. I begged him to nut in me an he did flooding my hole. It was the best fuck I have had in awhile. My pussy was sore all day on Sat but he txted me that night an wanted more so of course I went back. I got poppers this time just to help me open more an take another night of it an it was really sore but I knew I could do it. I layed on his bed naked an quiet like a good bitch while he rolled a blunt an rapped with his hip hop. The he stood before me an I throat trained for a long time, swallowing his hard cock to the back of my throat an holding it, then again and again. He told me to get my ass in the air an I Yes Sir did an he rammed it in. The poppers helped me open real good an soon the pain gave way to the purest pleasure of being owned by his dick he fucked me stupid I was speaking in tongues jibberish begging. He flooded my pussy with his load an we both roared together. I lay for a while ass in the air in a daze, then I licked his cock clean an kept sucking, getting him hard again til he rolled me on my back legs spread an fucked me again. That huge hard cock now slid in an out my hole like nothing I was so gaping an I looked in his eyes an whispered "Im so open! Im so open!" And he bred me again, falling backwards in a near faint cuz he came so hard. Yeah I got a good one and he calls me "baby"

So Names first as the story continues. I'm Kevin and my buddy I mentioned is Jason. So after getting pozzed and making love Jason and I moved in together and while we certainly enjoyed fucking each other what we really wanted to do was share our special poz seen with other neg boys. As luck would have it wasn't long before we met our first candidate. His name was Yousef and he was middle eastern, slender, with mostly fair skin with just a touch of olive and as it turned out very smooth. We had a class with Yousef and he had come over to study one night and in the course of talking after we were done studying and were having a few drinks we found out Yousef was gay and a virgin. It seems he was in the states only for college and that back home being found out as gay was essentially a death sentence. But now in the states he was hoping for at least a couple of years of closeted sexual freedom before returning to his monastic existence. So Jason and I "confess" to Yousef our own recent start as a gay couple (leaving out our poz status of course) and we tell him that we'd love to be an introduction to gay sex for him. To help things along we start showing him some gay porn and quickly we are all tenting our shorts and Jason and I begin stroking his cock through his shorts. One of us on each side of him kissing him and stroking him our hands sliding under the light fabric of his soccer shorts to find raw flesh. Yousef as you might imagine isin heaven and putty in our hands. It isn't long before all three of us are nude and Jason and I are taking turns sucking on Yousef's cock and balls. One of us deep throating his 7" cock and the other licking and sucking his balls. As you might imagine for a young guy who was a virgin Yousef is in heaven moaning and shaking with pleasure his cock leaking a veritable river of pre cum. Jason and I are silently going nuts as well because we know that we are going to fuck him and fuck him raw. The prospect of gifting a virgin with our seed has both of us horny beyond description. After giving him the blow job and ball sucking of his life while Jason works his cock I push his legs up spreading them wide and exposing his virgin cherry. I spend a moment looking at his tight virgin neg ass and nearly cum at the thought of what I'm going to do to him. I start by licking around the edge of his hole and then start working my tongue in and out working to open him up and lubing him with my spit. This is driving Yousef nuts as he's never felt anything like it before and at this point he's in total sub mode totally surrendering his body to us. I start working a finger into him gently at first and then roughly..insistently...like a cock fucking him and his moans become high pitched whimpers that indicate a mixture of pleasure and pain. I can't stand it anymore..I NEED to fuck him hard and deep. Yousef is laying on his back his legs spread and I l move atop him pinning him underneath me. I kiss him deeply for a minute rubbing my pre-cum leaking cock head up and down his crack. "I'm going to fuck you now Yousef" I tell him "It will probably hurt at first but just relax and you'll love it". "Yes Kevin please fuck me I need it so bad" he whimpers. I start pushing into him his virgin ass tight at first and tough to penetrate but then my head begins to open his ass up and I force my cock deep inside him.. As expected Yousef cries out as I enter him shaking and quivering and whimpering about the pain but I could care less. My poz dick is buried in a neg ass and I can already feel my load starting to boil deep inside my balls. I'm not making love to Yousef where I'd gently fuck his ass working to maximize his pleasure along with mine.. This is a fucking..a breeding and I fucking him hard and deep with each stroke. I can tell he's having a hard time taking my cock but I can also sense his pain slowly becoming pleasure. The intensity of it all is almost more than I can stand and I see Jason watching us intently gently stroking his own cock clearly eager for a shot at Yousef's ass. I start talking to Yousef.."Yeah man there my cock is in your ass...its what you always wanted isn't it...fuck man were gonna cum inside you..fill that ass with cum so that you can feel it leaking out..." Yes Kevin" he whimpers.."cum inside me please..." My balls are boiling and I sooo need to unload my poz spunk inside his neg fuck hole. I start driving harder working it deeper trying to create a path for the bug into his system. Then when I can't stand it any longer I bury my dick as deep in his smooth neg ass as possible and my load erupts inside him. I can feel the pulsing of my cock as jet after jet of poz cum fires deep into his ass. As soon as I'm done Jason is there taking my place fucking his own load into Yousef, Once were done we make him take turns licking our cocks clean sucking them dry ensuring he gets every drop of poz seed we can muster into him. Yousef ends up spending the night with us and lets say there wasn't much sleeping as his years of repressed sexual need were fully released. He fucked his last neg loads into our willing holes and we in turn fucked more of our special poz cum into his boy pussy. In the morning before we let him gest dressed I made sure to take another look at his no longer virgin hole. What had been tight was now open and gaping ready to take any cock that came its way.

After receiving many messages from a negative bottom here on breeding zone, I finally responded, and we began some back and forth pozzing chat. I told him how much I enjoyed fucking a tight hole raw with the sole purpose of knocking-up the bottom. He responded saying how much he wanted to be my bottom pig. After a few months of message exchanges, I told him I was ready for him to follow through, or to quit messaging me. He replied saying he was a four hour trip from my town, and he would plan a trip to my locale, and would get back to me with the details of the trip. Well, a month passed before I heard back from him, and was somewhat surprised when he opened saying he had booked a hotel room nearby for an upcoming weekend. I was skeptical, but just in case I told him to let his beard keep growing and not to let anyone fuck him until after our weekend. The Friday of his projected arrival, I had dinner and just watched some TV, not expecting him until fairly late as he wouldn't even commence his trip until after he got off work. Around 10:30, I got a call from him, letting me know he was at hotel. He sounded nervous, so I reassured him he'd be fine. I got in my truck and drove the 30 minutes to his hotel room. When he opened the door, I was surprised at how sexy he was - at (approximately) 5' 9", beefy with a belly, and a beautiful bushy brown beard growing up onto his chubby cheeks. He invited me in, and I could see how nervous and scared he was, so I gave him a big hug to break the tension. He relaxed, and I pulled his mouth to mine and gave him a deep kiss which lasted nearly a minute. "Damn you're a sexy cub," I told him, and asked where my bourbon was. He quickly grabbed the bottle he brought, and poured us a few drinks. As he did, I removed my shirt and hat, and made myself comfortable on the bed. He joined me, and as we drank he rubbed my belly and tits, and my cock began leaking precum inside my jeans. Once the alcohol was kicking in, I told him to get naked for me, and he quickly did, showing me a sexy cub covered in fur from head to toe. As he stood beside the bed, his 5" cock was arching upwards, oozing clear fluid out the tip. "Get my boots off, boy." I ordered, and lit my pipe. When he was finished, I had him put his head back on my chest and start sucking my nipples. So I'm just leaning back enjoying my pipe as he's working my nipples, and I ask him if he's ready to suck my dirty cock. He nods, and I tell him to remove my jeans and get between my legs. I start stroking my cock, working more precum out, as the cub watches me eagerly. "You sure you want it, boy? You want my cock in your mouth?" I grabbed the back of his head and guided him down on my cock. Seeing his hairy mouth open wide for me just makes me harder. "Suck it slow, boy- remember this first load is for your ass. I've been saving it all week just for your hole." The cub slowed his pace, and, looking down between his legs, I could see his cockhead was a bright red, and it glistened with his own juices. Pulling him off my cock, I positioned him on all fours, along side me, his hole convenient to my position. Gently fondling his balls, I segued to stroking his hole as I finished my pipe. He whimpered in pleasure as, initially, I rested the warm bowl of my pipe against his tight ballsack, only to slide it onto his crack and rest it on his opening. I can see his hole clench. Smacking his ass, I told him "What a good little fucktoy you're being. Put your head on the bed, pig, and keep your ass absolutely still for me." Now milking my cock, I scooped-up some of my precum, rubbing it on his puckered hole. "You like having daddy's tainted cum on your pussy, don't you, boy?" "Yes, sir," he unhesitatingly grunted. Noticing a string of clear cum leaking from his cock, I caught it with my fingers and added to the precum I had earlier applied to his hole. A finger inserted into his hole met resistance, but I keep going, urging "Open up boy. You got some of my precum in you now." He moaned in approval. Repeated I finger-fucked his hole, increasingly roughly, enjoying his moans as my assault intensified, and even more enjoying the tint of red that was showing-up on my fingers. It was time to progress to the next level. Getting to my feet, I had the bottom position his ass at the edge of the bed, which was the perfect position for me to slide my cock up and down his crack, spreading more of my toxic load onto his hole. He held perfectly still, even if breathing hard. Finally I began to work my head a little deeper, urging "Take my poz cock, baby. Open up for Daddy." While I couldn't understand the words he grunted, I could understand his level of excitement: he was actually cumming on the bed, and I wasn't even inside his hole. Naturally I quickly shoved my rock hard seven inches in his ass. He flinched in pain, even perhaps intending to extract himself from my control, but instead I held him still, as I hammer-fucked his ass. "Stop, man, stop," he demanded, but I wasn't about to comply. Without pausing in my thrusts, and as my balls tightened, I snapped "You're taking this load, pig, shut the fuck up!" His moans continued, which added to my perverse pleasure in seeing the streaks of red which alternated with the precum with which my cock was coated. So I fucked him still harder, ever harder until finally my balls erupted, shooting my six-day load deep inside his ass, my cock twitching inside my new pig. Panting hard, I announced "That's it baby. Take your first dirty load. Let it soak in. Let it make you a whore." His head hung low, his body frozen as I finished stroking my final drops of toxic cum into his coated boy cunt. Afterwards my cock plopped out and his hairy hole slowly closed, but not before I saw a little bit of my load leak out - so I scooped it up and pushed it back in. Waste not want no, you know. Lighting my pipe anew, I lay on the bed, ordering the pig to join me, gesturing for him to lay his head on my chest. Some tears ran down his face, and he hugged me for support. "Hush, there, Pig, it will be okay," I cooed, and when he calmed down I guided his mouth to my cock. He knew what to do, and without a word licked my tool and crotch clean. "Look me in the eyes," I ordered, and with my cock still lodged in his mouth, but his eyes were fixated on mine, I took a draw on my pipe, and admonished "Remember the taste of that cock. It's the one that knocked you up." We fell asleep, and twice in the remaining hours of the night I bred him again. In the morning I left for the day, but came back Saturday night and managed to fuck four more loads into him before he left Sunday afternoon. I continued chatting with him online, until finally eight weeks later he messaged me to let me know it took. He was officially knocked up. He let me know it made him hard to think about it, but he was scared and wanted to come visit again. I replied "No. My job is done, pig. You gave me your cunt to fuck and to knock up, and I did that. You're a whore now. Go fuck strangers. Go fuck bookstore trolls and old men. Go share your little bear pussy with anyone who wants it. You're a cumdump now. I prefer negative boys." He deleted his account the next day. NEXT!

Prefer older guys but will bend over for any guy with hard raw dick

Love fur all over the body. Especially pubes and pits

Around 12, all the guys in my neighborhood were 2-4 years older than me. Parents made me go camping with 4 of them every week. First time out, I was forced to suck each of their cocks and then they fucked me. After the first time I didn't want to go the next weekend but my parents made me keep going.

That's why I reckon he is one of the best writers on this site.

Being properly raped turns me on so hard! I remember as a Teenager, that scene in pulp fiction for me so fucking hard! I’d never even sucked a cock, but the thought of being tied up and raped was so hot. Would be so hot to be walking home late, drunk, and be dragged into an alley or the bushes... I’d struggle hard but be worn down. The resignation as my face gets pushed into the dirt, my jeans ripped down and some dirty filthy rapist fucks my arse...

Don't wash it. Keep your GC jock as a trophy and wear it again next time you're there.

My tiny Asian pussy loves bbc. Late bloomer 32, black bf. I don’t know Why I love being pressed down hard, face smashed into the bed with a big black dick raping and destroying my hole and then being bred deep like he’s trying to impregnate me with his babies. I just like being used by black guys.

It's not as easy as it sounds because folks in.rv parks and campgrounds tend to.watch.what's going on all around them so a parade of cars coming and going would be noticed and reported to.the place's owners. I used to.get a LOT more anonymous cock when i lived in an apartment or a house because i left the door unlocked most of the time. But last summer i spent a week and a half at a clothing optional gay campground. Was naked most of the time and got fucked every where ... in my trailer, outside my trailer in broad daylight, on the trails in the woods, in the shower house, in other trailers. Basically i offered up my ass to anyone that wanted a hole and it became known within just a few hours that a new cumdump had arrived. The only piece of clothing i had to clean when i left was a slightly muddy pair of sandals lol

All you wanted! I am honored so many males desire to use me sexually and shoot their essence into me so it can absorb into my tissues and become a permanent part of my being. I just posted a justforfans video (JaredEriksonXXX) of my hole after various breedings as the cum runs out of it. I am amazed how much cum by body is filled with.

I know the one thing you should do is that after they fuck you and deposit the load in your hold and pull out is to turn around and clean their dick with your mouth. As a way to thank them and get them ready for the next one, they might fuck.

I will be attending CLAW and staying a the host hotel, I am hoping my chase will end in Cleveland, I will be taking all loads!

Buddy came over last night for our regular Friday night fuck. To be honest I was really tired after a hectic week at work but he is so much fun and sexy too. And a multicummer. As usual he pumped his first load in within minutes and then continued fucking for his second. Kept hammering my hole for so long fucking doggy that I thought my legs wouldn't hold out for much longer when he finally shot his second load. Guess we were both tired as we both dozed off. Woke up some time later with his hard dick riding my ass crack. "One more for the road" he said 😉 The angle made me leaking cum on my bed. Pumped another load in me. Gave me a kiss on the shoulder and a pat on my ass and was gone.

I was going to be laying over in downtown Indy, arriving pretty late on a weeknight. I figured there wouldn't be too many guys available to fuck at that hour, but I wouldn't be checking out of the hotel until 6:30PM the next day. And since this hotel didn't require a key for the elevator I decided to spend the next afternoon taking loads in my room. I got up the next morning and around 9AM I put a "quick connect" ad on BBRT saying which hotel I was at, and I'd be taking loads from 11AM-4PM. I was hit up by 3 guys...2 would be by right at 11:00, the other would try to leave work early and stop by before 4:00. I prepped my hole and just before 11:00 I taped the door latch so guys could just push the door open. Tops #1 and #2 both arrived just after 11AM. They took turns tag teaming and spit roasting me. As I'm on my back, knees up, ass on the edge of the bed, #1 is fucking me when my phone beeps. He tells me to check and see if anyone else wants to come by. As his dick is in me I have him hand me my glasses and phone (in my head, this image makes me laugh). Someone from Scruff had hit me up and is pretty close. #2 asks who it is and I show him. #2 knows the guy and says "tell him 'Dan' is here and he needs to come over". I do, and #3 says he's on his way. #1 and #2 tag and spit roast me a bit more before #1 gives me a load just as #3 was coming in. #2 gets in my ass and he spit roasts me with #3. #2 and #3 trade places and #3 gives me my second load pretty quick. I clean the cum off #3 before he heads to the bathroom to clean up and get dressed. #2 gets back in my ass and gives me my third load. I get up to clean off #2's dick and he gets dressed and heads out. I'm still left with #1 who has me check and see if anyone else is coming by. There isn't, but #1 is hard again and slides back into my sloppy hole. In just a few minutes #1 gives me a second load, for a total of 4 loads now marinating in my ass. #1 gets dressed and leaves, and I sit back on the bed, cruising online, and fingering my wonderfully sloppy hole. I get hit up by a guy on Scruff who's in a hotel a few blocks away. No pic, general stats, and he wants a "door open, ass up" anon pump and dump. I send him the room info and have him message me when he gets to the lobby. #4 messages and I get into position. I hear the door open and him getting undressed but he's very quiet otherwise. He gets behind me and slides in. True to his word, it's a pump and dump, and he dumped his load in my ass within a few minutes. I lay on my stomach as he's cleaning up and wait for him to leave...I now have five loads in my ass. I go back online and cruise some more. The next guy hits me up on A4A and is close...he's actually in the office building across the street. 30's, average build, average but thick dick. He also wants an anon fuck and I'm happy to oblige. He messages me from the lobby and I get in position. #5 comes in and I'm ass up on the edge of the bed. He gets behind me and slides his dick in immediately. He fucks pretty hard and within a few minutes he's giving me my sixth load. He stays hard and stays in my ass, slowly stroking and I'm milking him for every drop. Before long he picks up the pace and unleashes a furious assault on my hole. It doesn't take long before he cums again and gives me load seven. I collapse on the bed as he cleans up and leaves, I've been pounded hard but so horny thinking about the 7 loads I've taken. Ten seconds after #5 leaves the door opens. I thought #5 had left something, but it turns out to be #6...the guy from BBRT who was leaving work early. He asks if the guy he passed in the hall fucked me and I tell him yes. #6 gets undressed and says "I want to felch your hole before I fuck you". I tell him, "great but only if you kiss me with your cummy mouth". I get on my back, ass on the edge of the bed, and pull back my knees. He drops to his knees and his tongue dives deep in my very loose hole. He's in there for a bit before he comes up and kisses me. I can definitely taste cum on him and it makes me rock hard. We do this a couple of more times before he slides his dick in. #6 fucks hard, slow, doggy, on my back, really taking his time and making sure we both enjoy it. After probably half an hour of fucking he starts pumping faster and gives me load eight. It's just after 4PM, he needs to leave, and I need to think about getting ready for pickup and head to the airport. Before I get ready, I lay back on the bed and finger my loose hole as I jerk and edge myself. I'm so horned up thinking about the 6 guys and eight loads I took. Despite being pounded and felched, there's still quite a bit of cum in there. I push some cum out and smear it around my hole, push more out and taste it...it tastes so good. I try to jerk and edge for a long time but I'm just too horny. I'm getting really close, so I push out a huge puddle of cum into my hand and put it in my mouth. I hold it there, swirling it around tasting all of it when I shoot a huge load on my chest and stomach. As my orgasm is subsiding I swallow the rest of the cum. It takes me a few minutes before I can catch my breath and jump in the shower. The spend the entire flight home blissfully aware of my sore and used hole. I hadn't had this much hotel action in a while, I hope I can top it one day soon.

Hey Guys, Masculine and discreet bottom beefy bear dude looking for fuck buddies, anon and NSA hookups. Mild to wild, like good ol 1 on 1, groups, outdoor fun, messing around in cars/trucks. Open minded and into most things. Like sucking dick, rimming, getting rimmed and love getting fucked and taking loads. Also into underwear, jockstraps, sportsgear, uniforms, leather etc but not necessary. I can host near Lougheed town centre but also up for outdoor or car fun too.

mmmmmmmmm great story, I want to be fhttps://assets.s3xstatic.com/bz/uploads/monthly_2020_02/tumblr_oljx7bT8of1vzrvvao8_400.jpg.a16b6158277a6a71632dfd712c1a41a1.jpgucked like that.

I have a handful of vids of guys fucking me. Just left my iPhone unlocked while I was blindfolded and ass up on the bed. Some guys used their phones and airdropped it to me and some used mine. I don’t think any are public but I’m always happy to share them with anyone who wants to see.

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Can't stop laughing dodger at your reply above! It's true and same here. Although since letting my real inner pig out some while ago I realized that it's not about the look, the face, any attraction like that; it's about the serving of cocks and allowing our holes to be used as a chalice for the sacred seed of Priapus. Thus "yes", I have been fucked and bred by guys who were not "good looking" per se, but I didn't focus on their face, hardly even looked at it. I focused totally on the cock going inside me and the need to accept its seed. (Damn, sounds like there should be an "Amen" here!)

Here is my best tip. Don't try to go from 0 to 100% (or whatever percent you are at now) in one step. Next time you play try something just a little bit sluttier than what you have done before. Then keep doing that. Most of us (not all - I know you are out there) were pretty vanilla at first and worked up to being pigs.

I escorted when I was in school and this required me to ignore what i find attractive and connect with guys purely on a level of two males seeking the masculine pleasure of breeding together. With that I also had to shift my focus to the other guy's pleasure entirely since he's the one paying. Amazingly, when I did that my enjoyment of sex increased 100-fold and while ther are guys visually i am not into, my palette of what i find attractive has expanded greatly and i can mate with any one with out hesitation and make sure they leave with a smile on their face and a load in my jock hole.

Agree with BBERIK- a dark room is a good place to start. For me it's all about your senses other than sight. Close your eyes and lay down with your ass in the air and give yourself to any top that wants you. Don't open your eyes. Use your other senses to smell, feel and listen. Know that your only role in the game is to give pleasure. Tell yourself that your hole belongs to the Top man using it. Giving pleasure will result in pleasure for yourself. BBRT- fucknfeedme

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