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My boy and I were on vacation and went to a leather bar for a few beers. We saw a few sexy guys, and a couple of old trolls around, some in gear, some not. The bartender had an acne-scarred pockmarked face and a slightly gaunt appearance. There was one guy with white chest hair and a pot belly, which looked even more round with his harness. I asked my boy if he liked doing what I asked him to do, and he said yes. He can be pretty submissive. I asked him if he’d fuck any guy in the bar that I told him to pursue. He said yes. We joked about it over the next round of beers, talking about how he loved to be dominated, loudly enough that both the potbellied man and the bartender could hear. They exchanged looks. By that time, my we both had to take a piss. I let him go first so I could stay and watch our coats and ordered another round of beers. The potbellied man swaggered over to me, dressed in chaps, a leather jockstrap, and his harness. He told me he liked to play with couples. I asked him to follow me to the men's room when my boy came back. I was hatching a plan. My boy came a few seconds later. We downed our beers quickly as the man watched. I got up to do to the bathroom and the guy followed me. My boy raised his eyebrows as he saw the man following me, knowing something was up. The man locked the bathroom door after him and we were alone. He told me to kneel. He told me he loved dominating couples and he was looking forward to breeding my boy. He pulled his jock to the side and revealed a thick stubby uncut dick and furry balls. My mouth watered. He told me to swallow his cock. I did. His cock tasted rancid. He pulled out and spun around spreading his sagging ass cheeks. ‘Eat my hole,’ he commanded. His ass was sweaty and rank. I did as I was told, excited to see him dominate my boy, and myself, actually. The guy scooched his ass all over my face and then pulled away. ‘You’ll do,’ was all he said as he unlocked the door and tucked his cock back into his jock. I still had to take a piss and tried to pee into the trough despite my hard-on. When I left the bathroom, the bartender pulled me aside and said, ‘Be careful around that guy. He’s POZ and I know you were in there with him. Hope he didn’t cum in you…’ I shook my head, ‘no,’ and headed started to head back to the barstool. ‘I know he’s POZ because he POZZED me…’ My jaw dropped but my plan was getting more detailed… The man was chatting up my boy and had three beers there. He had his hand on my boy’s inner thigh and my boy was softly caressing his furry belly. My boy looked a little shy, wondering if I was ok with him talking so intimately with this stranger. I bent over to whisper in his ear, ‘This man is going to breed you,’ and I licked his ear. He just moaned and the man bent forward to kiss him hard on the mouth. I asked to pay our tab and the man told the bartender that I’d be paying his too. The bartender shook his head as he gave me the total. I paid him and we made a quick exit out the backdoor into a dimly lit parking lot. We walked a few steps and the fat guy put his hand on both our shoulders, ‘Kneel,’ he ordered. Me and my boy dropped to our knees on the hard asphalt and he looked at me. ‘Tell him to suck me off. Maybe he gives better head than you.’ I looked at my boy saying, ‘you heard the man. Suck his cock.’ My boy fished out his thick stubby dick and swallowed it down to the root. He cradled the man's big hairy balls. I fished out my dick and started jerking off. When the man’s dick was hard and slippery with spit, he nodded to me saying, ‘It’s time. Bend him over, spread his cheeks, and get his hole wet.’ I lifted my boy to his feet and pulled down his jeans, leaned him against a brick wall. I lapped at my boy’s hole, opening it with my fingers and smearing spit inside, to lube him up for the POZ strangers thick cock. I realized that I knew he was POZ but hadn’t told my boy. This was such a turn on. The man shoved me out of the way and lined himself up, ready to slide into my submissive boy. ‘The nice man is going to fuck you now. Let him use you,’ I moaned into my boy’s ear. The fat man surprised me by rolling a rubber onto his cock. He winked at me. As the stranger entered him, I cradled my boy’s head in my arms. He looked up at me and grunted, ‘Anything for you…’ ‘He might have knocked you up, boy, but he’s wearing a rubber’ My boy just looked up at me with wide eyes and nodded. I knew he preferred to be fucked raw, but we weren’t in charge, and there was a POZ cock deep in his hole. The man grunted as he slid balls deep into my boy. I could hear his hole squelching with my spit. The man fucked my boy for a few minutes as my boy fisted his own hard cock. I knelt down and sucked my boy’s dick. I lapped at his balls and even the spot where the stranger’s cock was splitting him open as it entered him. The man held his fingers at the base of the condom and kept fucking my boy. Every time he pulled back, the rubber rolled up more and more. I kept my tongue at that spot, helping the condom ride higher and higher until it cam completely off in my mouth. I stood up and smiled at my boy, the used rubber in my teeth as the man pounded his raw POZ cock into my boy. My boy’s eyes widened. The man picked up his pace and I heard the back door of the bar open. I looked over and saw the bartender with a bag of trash. He just shook his head at me, but I waved him over. ‘When the fat man is done, would you like to breed my boy?’ The bartender smirked at me and nodded. The man started to cum, and without asking either of us, bred him deeply. He slammed into my boy and stayed deep, filling him up with POZ seed. He started to go soft quickly and pulled out. The bartender had released his own cock, longer but thinner than the fat man. He slid right into my boy who clenched his eyes and teeth and took him without and sign of approval or resistance, another raw cock that he didn’t know was toxic. The bartender looked so hot, his skinny hips and sagging ass swaying as he pounded my boy, about to fill him up with more nasty seed. The fat man pointed to his slimy soft cock and told me to clean it. I gladly did so, filling my mouth with ass juice and POZ seed. He brought his palm to my lip. ‘Spit!,’ he ordered. I did, hocking the slime ball into my hand. He spread my cheeks with his free hand shoved his cummy fingers into my ass. ‘You wanted this. Don’t lie…’ I just nodded and let him force some of his cum into me. The bartender picked up his pace and drilled my boy as the fat man fingered me. I shot my load on the ground as the bartender shot his POZ cum into my boy’s guts. The bartender pulled out and pulled his jeans down, removing his jockstrap. My boy was still leaning against the wall, legs spread as far as the pants at his ankles would let him. There was a thick stream of white spooge leaking out of his ass. The bartender winked at me and tossed his jockstrap to the fat man. The man grinned at me and jammed the jockstrap into my boy’s gaping hole. ‘Get dressed, and don’t show your faces around here again.’ The bartender headed in and the potbellied stranger walked away into the darkness. We fumbled with our clothes and headed back to the hotel. Hand in hand, my boy put his head on my shoulder. I felt conflicted. I had told him to let these men bareback him without letting him know their gifted status. ‘Babe,’ I whispered. ‘Those men… They were both POZ. Are you ok with that?’ ‘They bartender told me they were both POZ while you were blowing that leather daddy in the bathroom. It is so hot that you thought I didn’t know!’ To be continued???

Justin woke up the next morning and he was sore but still horny. He must have only slept a few hours. He looked at his Laptop and there was a note taped on it. Boy, go pull the butt plug out of your hole in the shower and clean up and once you are slide these two little favors up your cummy hole. You should call in today and check your phone, BBRT and you have a new twitter account, Anoncumdump25. You have massages there and check your phone you little whore but take your two bumps first. You will need it, I placed a couple drinks in the fridge and only drink one, I will send you a text when you are to drink the other and where I hid the other rocks. Justin was confused, aroused and a bit unnerved. Fuck he thought, who was here while I was sleeping. The note had just an initial, the letter D. Dan, I think the one guys name was Dan. He must have left it, he remembered he never got up and locked the door after the straight guy left. Justin got up and took a shower and worked the butt plug out of his ass which was tight again. Fuck that hurt coming out, how the fuck did they get that in me. He felt his hole it was so wet with cum. He showered and then sat on the toilet and his hole exploded with cum and a solid movement out of his ass. It smelled like a cum factory. He sat there and though fuck I really should not do this again, it was so hot but I really don't know anything about the guys who came inside me. His heart start pumping and he got up and showered again cleaning his hole and then cleaning out three times. Okay he thought, I am going to delete BBRT, toss the rocks and sleet little more and then go to the gym. He slipped on some shorts and a tshirt and went to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator and there were several orange drinks. Two were off the side marked 1 and 2. He went to grab one of the others and he opened it and drank it down. It tasted funny but his taste buds had been a bit off since eating out that straight guy. He went to look for his phone, and he finally found it under his bed. It must have fallen under there after he called off to work. It was dead. He laid it on the charger and sat down the the computer. He anxiety calmed as he finished his drink and after it was empty he could see it had a number 3 on it. shit he thought, okay not to worry, is is making me feel better anyway he thought. He still felt off but tried to shake it off. He opened BBRT and he had 55 messages. Holy fuck is all he could say under his breath and he opened the first email. The first email was from the Str8 guy he saved the email from last night, he read. Thanks for your email boy, I already know you love to eat straight man ass and you have one of the hottest throats in town. Set you watch, I will be at your place tonight at Midnight after my shift and will need you to eat my hole just like you did last night. Fuck I love little hungry faggots they will do anything a Straight man wants! Justin, involuntarily licked his lips and stuck his tongue out like he was eating ass. He emailed the guy back and said I will be ready for you, how do you want me? He sent the email and opened the next one., it was one he did not have to spend some time and he did not even read it all. They guy was 70 years old and poz. Delete and then to the next one. The next email was from this skinny guy with the hugest dick hanging between his legs,he email read. Thank you for hitting me up on twitter. I generally fuck pussy but every so often a young boy ass is what I need. You have convinced me that you can take big things up your hole. I am pressed and ready to destroy that boy cunt. I will be town on Sunday! You need to be at my hotel at 9 PM. I need confirmation by midnight or I will book a whore and pay for a whore to use! Justin's dick started to get hard but not fully still and he looked at the two rocks. It had been an hour and he slide his finger in his hole and felt his loose hole and thought fuck it. He grabbed some lube and lubed up and then took the two rocks one at a time and slide them in his ass. It hurt but within a minute he was felling hot and horny as fuck. His hole was tingling and his mouth started to water looking at this big dick, another straight guy. Fuck! He sent an email back to the huge dick guy and simply said. I will be there, please send me the hotel and the room number when you get it. I will do anything you want to get that big straight cock inside me. Justin and hit send. He opened then next one, another huge cock. This guy must have been midleastern, latin or light skinned black in his first picture. The thing was so thick. It was bigger than a beer can around. I have received your personal invite and I agree to fuck you. I will be there. Justin though, damn he may have the wrong guy but I would love to take it but he read further and the guy sounded rough and really nasty. He talked about hate fucking boy holes. Justin was horny and aroused but closed and saved the email without hitting him back. The next email was a black guy and he said, thanks for the invite to your party. Three BBC buddies and I are coming to your party. You are gonna be destroyed. Love young White pussy boys. Justin always loved seeing bbc fucking white boys in movies and he rubbed his little dick and balls and thought. These guys think there is a party and fuck I wish I was the bottom at that party. He saved and closed the email. In total 40 guys said they would be attending the party, five he deleted from guys wanting to fuck him and the other 6 he saved they were big dicked poz guys who wanted to fuck his neg ass. It was hot to look at their pics but it was get off material as far as Justin was concerned. He closed the app and decided he was really horny. He lived a few blocks away from a bookstore that he had never been to but heard about, It was close to the University and in a pretty industrial area. He decided he should go check it out. He slipped on a jock and then put his shorts back on and a tshirt and sunglasses, ball cap and his sneaks and headed out the door. Phone in hand and some cash for the booth and headed there not knowing what exactly to expect. He had heard they had glory holes, he had only seen videos of guys getting sucked off and it was hot as fuck.

Food, what would he feel him? But hydrate he would. He found bottles of sport's drinks in the closet. He carefully opened each one and added g. He closed the bottles shook them up and put them in the fridg. Cold would kill any taste of the G. Jerry found the lasagna and feeling hungry ate it himself. He opened a can of noodle soup, and got it ready to heat in the micro. No solid food for Rod today and he won't have to clean out. Jerry went back to Rod's computer. He had done a good job of downloading disgusting gay porn. Really hard core stuff. The kid will have to be loopy when he sees it, Jerry thought. Wait, there was another email from the blocked address. Jerry read it twice. Nonsense. He went recon and created an account for Rod. He would make one for several bareback sites. No pix of his face, just his big cock and hot open ass. When Jerry finished, Rod was stirring. As he came to, Rod said is it still hard, Jerry. "Please Jerry, help it to go down. I know you must know some way." Jerry replied, "Well they always go done when they are hurt, don't they?" Rod agreed, except when they are in a zipper that is. It was good Rod could laugh. Jerry said, "Buddy, I'll do my best." He picked up a meter stick and snapped it on Rod's hard cock. Rod, winced. Nothing. Rod said, "Harder Jerry." It has to go down. I have to go to church tomorrow. That made a light go on for Jerry. He had another idea, but for now, more cock torture. After 20 sharp slaps with the stick, nothing. Jerry had an idea. He pulled some safety pins from his bag, sterile sealed in plastic. He made a ladder of pins up Rods cock, took a shoe lace and pulled it thru the pins and tried pulling the penis down in the front. It started to bend, but wouldn't go down. " Jerry, take them out," Rod pleaded. "It hurts so bad" Not yet, Rod. But, Jerry. With that Jerry hit the big cock again, pins and all. Rod almost passed out. It wasn't working. Jerry fished in the trash, found an empty toilet paper roll. He dug in Rod's drawer to find the thumbtacks He pushed the tacks thru the roll only barely. Then he worked the roll down Rod's huge cock. When the head was clear and the roll was at the root, Jerry squeezed the roll so the tacks dug into Rod's poor huge dick. Rod produced the two thorns. They were huge. He shoved one into each side of the glans, which now was much fatter than the toilet paper roll tube. Rod was sweating profusely again. It hurts so bad. One lude later, Rod was calm. Jerry was glad he had taken them from a patient. Rod would rest a while. Jerry rolled him over onto his stomach making sure his dick inside the toilet paper roll was dead center with his navel. He pulled out the butt plug and fucked Rod viciously three more times. With his head to one side, Rod was smiling. Stay tuned for more, much more

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 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.

Had a good run of late... last weeked I got fucked by two cab drivers on separate nights. One of them a young pakistani lad, great body and cock, i really like this lad, married, kids etc. I then got to suck off a really hot guy in restroom, now this guy had great thick thighs and low hangers and gave me his cream by ramming the back of my throat hard till he shot load. But the best was Steve, my mate from school above post. Not heard from him since that night, however; last night we were out in a group, he was ok, but i found him distant in his approach to me which is unusual. Evening went on I went to piss, he then came in, stood at side of me, whipped his cock out to piss. I asked him if he was ok, he said yes, i touched his cock, he asked if he could come back to mine, i asked jokingly what for, he said so I can give you my Bone...I was almost cumming, I mean Steve is fucking Hot, masculin and has a gruffness about his voice. I told him on one condition, only that I can rim his arse deep and spend time eating his hole out. He looked so stunned, really shocked, said he had never done it before was unsure.... I took a chance and said up to you Steve. By the end of the night, i had him sprawled on my bed, arse cheeks open whilst I spent nearly an hour eating out his hot sweaty hole.. he then gave me his bone and left a hot creamy load in my arse. He stayed the night and fucked me again before he left in the morning.. I need to be careful here I think..

Same here, but in reverse. i.e., i'm a bottom only and only look for guys who identify as total Tops, i don't like my penis played with. ^^This^^ i have tried. Really. i have nothing against versatile guys, and love bottoms too, but i know i am not sexually compatible with them. i have had so many versatile guys tell me online that they want to breed and love to top, and then try and get my penis when we hook. And i am completely clear. i explain in all of my hook up profiles that i am "total bottom and don't want my penis touched." A year ago i talked to a guy on Squirt for a few weeks, he was versatile and lived about an hour and a half away. i was so clear about being total bottom. i even ask most guys if they are disappointed that i am total bottom and don't want my penis touched. i opened up with this guy and we talked kinks and i decided to spend a week end with him. i even picked him up and brought him to my house. The guy did a total flip on me and was all over me touching my penis. i'm pretty sub, so i didn't resist. When he got back home he emailed me and was excited and wanted to know how i liked the weekend. i told him the truth and he got defensive and made fun of the fact that i am a total bottom. It's a mystery to me because i have had some great experiences with versatile guys, so i want to believe if i am just clear enough that i am total bottom that they will only approach me when they are wanting to top. But i have been burned so many times that i am gun shy. Honestly, BZ seems to be the exception, it seems most of the versatile guys on here get it and wouldn't try to make a bottom top them. But there are so many who just don't get it. i get the impression that some believe that everyone is like them, that because we all have a penis and asshole we can all choose to top or bottom. Because they don't relate, they seem to doubt it's a reality that total Tops and total bottoms are a thing lol. sigh. i will still hook on occasion with guys identifying as "versatile," but am painfully clear that i won't flip. But i will not entertain having a romantic relationship with a versatile guy, because i don't want to become emotionally entangled with a guy and not be sexually compatible. i was married to a woman most of my life. i loved this person dearly, but wtf, i'm gay and we were not sexually compatible... and that caused us both a world of hurt that i won't repeat. Prolly made me a little gun shy even for hook ups lol.

I can totally understand why Daddy would be off limits for makes complete sense. The problem is now the Daddy term is so stretched out and over used it really means nothing now. Before it was used for a man or a certain age and look. Usually mid 40's + and rugged. Now it's anyone with chest hair above the age of 21 (kids having kids lol) Since I've hit mid 30's been getting the twinks calling me Daddy. At first, I was a bit annoyed, because I was like I'm not that old and I look nothing like someone's father lol. But the more I thought about it, it bothered me less. The oddest thing is that now in my mid 30's I tend to hook up with older sub's and they usually start calling me Daddy. A bit odd since most are older than me lol, but I like using my boys hard but will still take care of them if their's any issue. So I guess Daddy can apply. To me using Daddy or boy is no longer an age specific term, but now more indicative of the position, role and type of play or relationship.

Still getting messages over this story, which is flattering as fuck. And yes, I'm still planting loads in those hairy cubs' asses.

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

This happened quite a long time ago now and I've never told anyone about it. First of all, I should say I don't really like stealthing and I've never done it - I don't want to take anyone's choices away from them - but that's just my view. I've always known that it happens - and this is the story of the time it happened to me. It was 1996 and I had not long turned 30. After many years of carefully practising safe sex, I was starting to have sex without condoms. At first it was only as a top, then I let a few guys fuck me without a condom and cum in my arse. I knew I was enjoying unprotected sex - the feelling of shooting my load right up someone's arse with no condom was becoming addictive. I was also starting to enjoy being fucked bare and had enjoyed taking a few load in my arse. I knew that if I continued doing this there would be consequences and so, after thinking about it very seriously, I decided to go back to using condoms on every occasion. One afternoon I was on a training course in central London and when it finished I decided to check out the toilets at Marble Arch. The toilets were situated underground in the maze of passages that led to the various exits from the underground station and the park. There was a load of urinals at one end and down at the other end two rows of cubicles down the side and a long row of cubicles along the back. The toilet was very active and I had enjoyed some very horny fun in there. Guys would cruise down at the cubicles where you couldn't be seen and a lot of sucking and even fucking went on in these cubicles. A lot of people used to climb up on the toilets and watch the action in the next cubicle as you couldn't easily be seen from the main part of the toilet. I was feeling horny and was hoping to get some action. The toilet was always busy in the late afternoon and early evening with guys on their way home from work and students coming out of the nearby university. I had lube and condoms with me so I was all ready. The toilet was quite busy and I cruised around for a while and then I caught the eye of a dark haired guy in trackie bottoms and a T shirt. He was just my type and he seemed to be interested in me. He looked to be late 20s, early 30s, with hairy arms and slightly dark skin and from the bulge in his trackies I guessed that he had quite a big cock. Whe a cubicle became vacant I went in and he followed me. I sat down on the toilet and he stood in front of me. I reached up and pulled his trackie bottoms and pants down and his cock sprang out. I was not disappointed and wasted no time in taking his big thick cock into my mouth. I sucked him for a while and he sighed and then pulled his cock out and indicted to me to lick his balls. I licked his balls for a while and then he pushed his cock back into my mouth and I started sucking him again. I thought he was going to let me suck him until he came in my mouth but after a while he pulled his cock out and indicated to me to stand up. He moved in close and said "I want to fuck you," softly in my ear. I was very turned on by the thought of this fit lad fucking me with his big thick cock and soon I was bent over the toilet with my arse lubed. I had given him a condom which he had rolled on to his cock without comment and soon I felt the head of his big cock pushing into my arse. I spread my legs more and soon he was pushing his cock right up me. I hadn't been fucked for a while and it hurt at first, but he gave me a moment to get used to his cock and then he began to fuck me. He started off slowly and then began to fuck me a little harder. His cock slipped out my arse and he pulled my cheeks apart and pushed his cock back up me. I was really turned on now as he began to fuck me harder. If anything, his cock seemed to feel even bigger in my arse as he took hold of my hips and began to fuck me really hard. I knew he was getting close and soon his breathing got heavier and he thrust hard up my arse a few times and then pushed his cock right up me and held it there. When he finished cumming he pulled out and as I got up and turned round he had pulled off the condom and was wiping his cock with a tissue. I grinned at him and he grinned back, stuffed his cock back into his pants and left the cubicle. A short time later I was on the train back to west London. The train was busy and I had to stand all the way but I didn't care. I was feeling good and I had just enjoyed a really enjoyed a good hard fuck. As the train sped out of London I became aware of a wet, squelchy feeling in my arse. I knew I was still lubed from the fuck, but this felt like more than just lube. In fact, it felt like I had a load of cum in my arse..... I got off the train and walked round towards my flat, still feeling the wet sensation in my arse. Near the station there was a patch of vacant land with a couple of billboards in front of it. I went behind one of the billboards, pulled my pants down and squatted. I pushed and a big load of cum spurted out my arse, followed by some more and then some more. I didn't know what to think. I knew the guy had used a condom and at first I thought it must have split. Then I wondered if he had removed it? I was shocked and I was also annoyed with myself - I had promised myself I wouldn't take any more risks and I told myself I should have checked that he still had the condom on. After a while I deciced to put the experience behind me and make sure I played safe on every occasion in future. A few weeks later I was in central London again on the Saturday afternoon meeting some friends for a birthday lunch in a pizza restaurant. The restaurant was busy and at the next table to us there was a group of young lads who looked about 18 or 19. It was late afternoon when we finished and, feeling hormy again, I decided to check out the toilets at Marble Arch. It was not so busy this time, but when I went down to the cubicles the first person I saw was the guy who had fucked me a few weeks before. He was just entering a cubicle and I was fairly sure I had seen someone entering it just in front of him. I waited and after a short time, someone came out of the cubicle next to the one the guy had gone into. I went in to the cubicle, shut the door, climbed quietly up on to the toilet and looked over. The dark haired guy was in there with someone - and I realised it was one of the young lads from the pizza restaurant - a small blond haired lad. The lad was sitting on the toilet sucking on the dark haired guy's cock. I unzipped my jeans and began to play with myself as I watched the young lad sucking the guy's cock. He sucked him for a while and then the dark haired guy pulled his cock out of the lad's mouth and motioned to him to stand up. The lad stood up and the dark haired guy whispered something in his ear. A short time later, the lad was bent over the toilet, his jeans and his white underpants down at his ankles and I had a perfect view from above as the dark haired guy pushed his condom clad cock slowly up his slim arse. I noticed that, as he did so, he pushed the condom half way down his cock.... He began to fuck the young lad, slowly at first, and then he began to fuck him a bit harder. He fucked him for a while and then his cock slipped out the young lad's arse. In just a few seconds, the dark haired guy had removed the condom and pushed his cock back up the young lad's arse. He began to really fuck the young lad now and I had a perfect view from above of this big, thick, hairy cock thrusting up the young lad's pale, slim arse - now without a condom. I knew this should't turn me on but somehow it did and I was wanking now as I watched him take hold of the lad's hips and begin to fuck him harder. I could see the dark haired guy was getting close and I looked at the young lad. His eyes were closed and he had a look of sheer pleaseure on his face as he pushed his arse back against the dark haired guy's thrusts. Just then the dark haired guy thrust hard up the lad's arse a few times and then pushed his cock right up him and held it there. I knew we was cumming in the young lad's unprotected arse and as he did I shot my load down the cubicle wall. The dark haired guy left the cubicle and I watched as the young lad pulled up his pants, totally unaware that he had just been bred. I found it hard to stop thinking about the scene I had witnessed and I was shocked by how much it had turned me on. I thought back to the load I had taken a few weeks before and how good it had felt in my arse. That night I drove up to Hampstead Heath and before long I was bent over being fucked - without a condom. I let two more guys fuck and breed me before fucking a young black lad without a condom and shooting my load right up his arse. As I drove home I could feel the cum sliding out into my pants and I knew I wanted more. The guy who stealthed me had unleashed something inside me - and I was now on a different path.

I am SO with you on this, @tallslenderguy! Pretty much all of us will accept these days that our sexual orientation isn’t a choice, but is something that is hard-wired inside is. Why then will some gay men not accept that for some of us, being a total bottom (or a total top, for that matter) is similarly hard-wired inside is? I’m constantly having to explain that I don’t top EVER, that I could not top EVER, and that I do not enjoy having my penis played with EVER. I’m not just being pig-headed for the sake of it, it’s just the way I’m made. It’s not something I’m proud of, but equally it’s not something I feel I should be made to feel ashamed of either. I do understand that it may seem quite baffling to some versatile guys, but please accept that it is something I have no control over. For me, versatility isn’t necessarily a turn-off, but experience has taught me to be wary of versatile guys. I tend to find that more experienced versatile guys get it: they’ve come across this situation before, and they know better how to handle it. If I find myself having to justify my position to a guy and end up jumping through hoops just to explain it to him, then the chances are he’s not very experienced, and I lose interest: from that perspective, yes, I suppose it is turn-off. In some ways, I’m actually very envious of versatile guys: it must be great to be able to flip-flop, your chances of a hook-up are doubled every time. But please don’t try to ‘convert’ us: in exactly the same way I’ll never be converted to be straight, I’ll never be converted to be versatile either.

I’m top only and only look for guys who identify as total bottoms, I just don’t like my ass being played with.

I get called "Daddy" and "Sir" with some frequency. I like these terms, they're appropriate to my age and role, but I don't require hearing them for affirmation, it's already evident that I'm in-control. If it enhances my partners experience to call me "Daddy" they are welcome to do so.😈

I'd add that its often not just preference. I'm wired as a bottom, topping isn't a decision I'm able to make. It took me a very, very long time for my cunt to flower open and find true joy in being used and fertilized, I won't be forced into dishonoring my nature by anyone.

I don't mind hooking up with vers guys, my main hesitation and annoyance is their constant need to flip. Vers guys tend to agree to one thing online and then when you meet in person all of a sudden want to change roles. It's annoying AF. I've had vers guys told me they were looking to bottom, but when we meet, they can't handle my dick and start trying to suggest that I should try bottoming for them. I'm like get the fuck out of here do you not know how to read???? It's like they don't understand that not everyone is like them. Some guys don't want to be fuck/ can only be fucked and don't want to top. Respect people's preferences. And know it's not being selfish being solely a bottom or s strict top it's who they are.

Nothing against vers guys, they can have fun both ways. Sometimes I wish I was more like that. But I am a bottom. I have a few regulars but sometimes I will look for sex online. I am not going to search for vers guys tbh. I look for tops so at least we are clear on that. If that doesn't work I'll search for vers tops. Only if that doesn't work either I'll look for vers guys. But it will have to be clear from the beginning I am the one bottoming, not him. And I am not going to magically turn into a top for him. He can look for cock elsewhere after he has bred me.

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I love the way you think !!! You are definitely my kind of pig 😈 !

Versatiles can be handy, especially when you live in BFE.🐷

Here @Steamworks Toronto, the lights are down low for LIGHTS OUT. Definitely a touchy-feely, sensory experience in the darkrooms! A time to use fingers and hands and hard cocks and whole body to “feel” with. Thursdays do bring piggier guys to bareback with. Try it, you’ll fall in love!

Some of the most boring fucks I've had, have been from drop dead gorgeous hunks. And some of the best fucks have been from butt ugly guys. I really don't care how a top looks. It's all about his cock, his load in me and his technique. One of my all time favorite tops was a tall, skinny, butt ugly, str8, married guy that used to fuck me on a regular basis for several years, until he retired and he and his wife moved to Oregon. I still miss his fucks. About a year ago I was at an adult theater here in Vegas sucking dick. I was lucky that day that a guy wanted to fuck me right there in the theater. I was on my knees on a ratty sofa getting fucked from behind by a hot black kid in his 20's. A few guys were standing around watching and putting their cocks up to my face to suck as I got fucked by the kid. One of the guys wanting me to suck him appeared to be a homeless guy. His hair was a mess. His clothing dirty and his face was scruffy. Not attractive at all. I declined to suck his cock because it smelled like he hadn't washed his dick in days. When the kid had cum inside me and pulled out, I felt someone one behind me, spread my ass and begin to eat the kid's cum from my ass. DAMN! It felt great and was a huge turn on. I took some sniffs of my poppers. As the guy stopped eating my ass and stood up, I turned my head to see how it was that had been rimming me. It was the homeless guy. He stood and pressed his cock up to my asshole. My impulse was to stop him, but I was so fucking turned on, I let him go ahead and slide up into me. He had a long, skinny dick and he slid easily up into me, balls deep. He fucked me for close to 10 minutes before he finally unloaded his cum inside me. He was a damn good top.

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.

Been lusting after one particular cock I met on Grindr for sometime. Finally made it happen last week. He met me at a short-stay motel. I had gone ahead to get the room and prep my ass. When he arrived I was naked and presented myself ass-up on the bed. He quickly got naked and started tonguing my hole. I knew the monster this guy had in store for me, so I was hitting the brown bottle pretty frequently. Finally, he finished licking my ass and spun me around into a seated position on the edge of the bed. Even semi-hard, his cock was intimidating! A solid seven uncut, and at least six around. I worked my mouth down his shaft, savoring the salty taste as I neared his balls. I stayed like that as long as I could, then worked my mouth back and forth on his behemoth until he was rock-hard. To make things easier for me, I had already injected a ton of lube into my freshly-cleaned hole. I had him sit on the edge of the bed and slathered more lube on his raging hard-on. Then, turning around, I lowered myself onto it slowly. At first my hole opened greedily for it, but then, like a kid who's had one to many desserts, I started to feel like I had bitten off more than I could chew. I worked myself up and down on his shaft, but there was one thick spot at the mid-point that I just could not get my sphincter past. Finally, he had me lay on the bed and pull my left knee up to my chest. I felt him working his cock back into my well-greased hole, and POP! He was in, and I mean IN. All the way to (and past) the second sphincter. I'd only had one other cock like it, but the one before was no match for his. Once he was sure I was okay, he started working in and out. He'd pull out every so often, jacking his cock as he teased my gaping hole with the tip before plunging it back in. Just when I thought I couldn't take it anymore, he muttered, "Here it comes!" He rammed his cock back inside me. I felt the rhythmic pulsing as he spilled his week-long load deeper than any man before. Once he finished loading me, he stayed motionless for a few moments. One last thrust, and he slid out. I turned and, dutiful bottom that I am, cleaned his cock with my mouth, savoring the combination of cum and lube and man funk. Satisfied, he dressed and left. I can't wait to do it again.

Connected with a sexy guy on BBRT a few hours ago, and the desktop client said he was 90 miles away. But, after chatting a bit, it turned out he was only 6 miles away and we had hooked up (thru Grindr) about 3 months back. And he was looking for now - so I told him to come on over. Really great kisser and very sensual, so I took him to the bedroom and we got naked and made out. That didn't last very long until we put him up on the bed and I eased my fat dick into him missionary style and fucked him slow and deep with lots of eye contact and kissing. He was really enjoying it and before I knew it he said he was close to cumming. So I revved up and plowed him until he did, and his ass grabbing my dick got me to cum, though not completely, so I was able to keep fucking him for a while after, which was very hot.

The night didn't start very well. I was not getting any. I’d been fucked 4 times. Three of the guys did not Cum, and the fourth pulled out—the Bastard! As I was envisioning going to go home dry, this guy who had been cruising me earlier was still hanging around. Why hadn’t I given him a tumble? He was just too clean cut and too handsome. He looked like he was in his late 20's, about 6' tall, short blond hair, with a perfect body, to boot. Almost godlike. My past experience told me these clean cut guys are generally Losers. So I prefer my partners a bit rough and ready. But my night was already a near-disaster, so I made a play for the Dude. At least I might get to swallow his Load. We kissed and I went down on him. He had a decent Cock—6-1/2 inches. I lubed his Rod, bent over, and guided it up my Ass. Wow! He was fucking me— RAW. After about 4 strokes, he pulled out and tore open a Condom. My worst fears had been realized. I was right about guys like him. I turned around, kissed him, thanked him for the Fuck (or lack thereof), and zipped up my pants. “But I’m not finished yet.” “I think we are. I can't fuck with a Rubber.” “I can fuck you without one. It’s just that I'm POZ.” Was I hearing right? I pulled the Rubber off his Cock, and he shoved It back in me. He fucked me gently at first, then with increasing vigor. “Can I shoot up your Ass?” “Cum in me—Pleease!” The guy was a Human Pump. He blasted a huge Wad up my Ass in 6 Spurts. As we kissed, POZ Cum ran down my leg. He was in town for 5 days. I left the Baths with a big smile on my face, and his name and phone number stashed in my wallet.

I don't call just anyone daddy, it's something that has to develop over time. To me a daddy is someone you have regular sex with and have developed a relationship where you desire to please him out of respect and kinship.

I think another reason the term “Daddy” bothers me is because for some, it carries a negative connotation about body image. I don’t recall which site it was, but a while back I remember filling in profile details and was presented with options for ‘body type’. The choices were something like ‘Athletic’, ‘Muscle Boy’, ‘Gym Rat’, ‘Bear’, ‘Cub’, ‘Otter’, ‘Twink’, and ‘Daddy’. Two sets of stereotypical gay bias were immediately evident - the categories basically broke down into whether or not you were in shape, and how hairy you were. Analyzing this list, it became clear to me that ‘Daddy’ was the only choice available for men who were even somewhat out-of-shape (a repulsive term - think about it), not animal-hairy, and too old to be considered a twink. That dubious set of characteristics would therefore rope in the majority of men. Notice, by the way, that ‘Average’ was not among the choices. I can only assume the omission was intentional because ‘Average’ was too vague and nondescriptive alongside the other loaded terms on the list. I found myself highly annoyed at being forced, since I could not in good conscience choose another description, to select ‘Daddy’, and thereby accept the judgment of an entire site of users about my body type. It’s a shame we can’t be evaluated on more important metrics that can’t be seen, like how good a fuck a Top actually is, or the quality of a bottom’s ass. It would be nice it there was a system of accurate ratings - a Yelp for barebackers - but it would never work. Jealous bottoms would be constantly spamming each other with fake one-star reviews.

Thank you, sexy !

I like being fucked by men like you... Specially with your mentality 😉

I'm a bottom who labels myself as a bottom, but I often end up fucking guys who like the length and width of my cock (despite it never being completely rock hard) at venues where there is never pressure for me to perform. If I labelled myself versatile I would probably get performance anxiety. Sometimes I see a beautiful hairy ass and know I have to rim it then fuck it, and sometimes I'll suck on a beautiful cock expecting to get fucked but they promptly turn around and back onto my now hard cock. I feel cheated, but try to enjoy the ride.

I don't mind a vers guy. As long as he is bottom taking my cock and cum. When he turns around and breeds someone else, It turns me on to slide back inside. Especially at group fucks.

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.

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 "

Justin was warm inside and he loved that guys dick, he would let him fuck him anytime anywhere he thought. Then the hands returned on Justin's ass and the pipe was torched with it in Justin's mouth, He guy eased his fingers back in Justin's hole and then pressed his thumb again and with enough force and some slight movement right and left he popped back in Justin but this time Elephant Dick was right there to press his legs at Justin's shoulders so he could not pull off and had to let his hole stretch and open up. Justin was making all kinds of noise but neither of them cared or could make anything out. The guy in his ass withdrew his hand and then slide two rocks in him. Elephant grabbed the glass that was still on the nightstand and filled it up with the last of some fruit punch in the fridge and had Justin drink. Boy you need to stay hydrated, this would hurt less if you kept your fluids up, Just sucked down the nasty juice and started to feele light and tingly inside. The T had kicked in and the g was making him float like he was outside his body as the guy started to side his hand back inside Justin. His eyes rolled in the back of his head as his hole relaxed and opened up enough so the guy could slide his hand to the wrist and then slowly pull out stretching Justin and then press back inside and force his fist a little deeper. Justin was so high and his hole so hungry it was accepting this guys hand a little deep each time. Elephant unfastened the ball gag and took it out of his mouth and faintly he could hear Justin whimper and moan. He slide his hands under Justin's chest and started to tweak his nipples and the moaning and whimpering got loader. He told the guy to take a break and the guy inside Justin slide his hand slowly out of Justin and Elephant picked Justin up and flipped him like a pancake and he suddenly on his back, He grabbed his legs and pulled each leg back so his hole was fully exposed and fastened them to a cord that was attached to a color and then he fastened it around Justin's neck, his legs flopped forward slightly but his hole was still totally exposed. Elephants dick started to get hard as the guy re-entered Justin and started using one hand then then removing it and then the other pushing deeper into Justin. His head just above Justin's lips begin to leak and drops of cum landed on Justin's lips and he licked them and then opened his mouth and pulled up enough to grab the edge of the guys head and suck it like a tap, drinking down the guys pre-cum. The fisting continued and finally the guy was up to his middle of his forearm and Elephant said it's time as his dick got rock hard and popped out of Justin's mouth. He guy removed his the hand inside Justin and went to the bathroom to clean up and he could hear even with the water running Elephant stretching Justin's home with his huge rock hard dick. Justin's moans had turned painful and he began to bed Elephant to stop but he paid no attention to the boy and when Dan the fist guy came out of the bathroom he climbed on the bed and unfastened the cord holding Justin's legs up, it was not necessary since Elephant had both legs in his hands as his dick pierced Justin's ass. Dan climbed up and sat on Justin's face and said whore eat my hole. Justin shoved his tongue in the hole, it was musky and had a funky taste. He tried to pull off but the guy grabbed his balls and tina dick in his hand and squeezed it hard. Justin Yelped and then began to stick his tongue in the guys hole. He squeezed harder and said fucker lick that hole! You hear me. Justin began to lick the guys hole all over and the guy let up on Justin's dick and balls a little and started to moan. Dan spread he ass so Justin could lick deeper as Elephant slid deep and then almost all the way out and then back in again. Justin ate Dan's ass for twenty minutes and Elephant finally shoved his dick in deep and came. Justin thought fuck is he pissing in me, Elephant came buckets in Justin and then pulled out slowly and pulled the dildo Dan found in the bathroom and slide it into Justin effortlessly and then went and took a shower. Justin lowered his legs and kept his tongue licking and probing Dan's hole while Dan hit the pipe. Justin heard Elephant come back and grab his clothes and get dressed and told Dan thanks for opening up the cunt for me. May need you again when I am back I am going to get deeper in this fag. Dan said fuck yea dude you know I love wrecking boy cunt. With that Elephant walked out out of the room and Justin heard the door close. Justin eat and licked. He hard the guy texting and five minutes later the door opened and in walked someone. The guy he bud, you got a little slut for me? That I do said Dan, he eats a mean ass give it a try! Dan slapped Justin across the face and said slut, you are gonna eat some straight guy ass, make sure you show him how much you love it. The guy got up and started to squat over Justin and the guy said, just finished work and I need a slut like you to clean my hole for me. The straight guy lowered his hairy tight round muscle ass down so Justin could get a smell and taste of his hole. Dan grabbed his balls and squeezed them tight again and said fucker eat the dirty hole boy. Justin yelped again and stuck his tongue out again and got his first taste of that guys dirty hole, tasted so odd, sweat, musk and had to be shit. The guy must have taken a dump and not wiped. Justin wanted to cry but the pain on his sensitive tina dick and the crushing of his balls kept him from pulling back and he licked and ate the hole. Nice boy the straight guy said, deeper and lick all around my hole. I want my hole totally clean before I go home. The straight guy hit the pipe while Justin serviced his nasty hole and after ten minutes he said your turn. Justin could still taste the straight guys ass on his tongue and it was on his nose and it is all he could smell so when Dan climbed back on his ass tasted like the straight guys. Five minutes later the straight guy entered the bedroom and by then Dan was Jacking his dick and got up told Justin to open his mouth and shoved his dick down Justin's throat while he unloaded a five day load. Dan told the straight guy that the boy was all his, he had to go. He left a pipe filled with T and a vile of g if he needed it on the nightstand. Don't leave it you can drop it off at my apartment if you do not use it up. With that he got up and got dressed and left. The straight guy said, boy you are really lucky. Most faggot whores love straight guys and you are about to be my little clean up whore! You are gonna give me a tongue bath after work before I go home to my GF. With that he climbed up and lowered his jock ass down and he told Justin to lick his dirty hole. I just took a shit and I hate toilet paper boy. I could have showered but than what good are you! This time when he sat down on Justin's face he felt a fat dick rest on his chest. Justin ate and licked and started to enjoy the guys hole as he spread his ass checks and encouraged Justin to swirl his tongue and circle it around his hole. That a good faggot whore, Ten minute later he hard the pipe and he guy pressed his hole into Justin's tongue and Justin was tongue fucking the guys hole and he could hear him moan. What started out really nasty was not turning Justin on, he loved making this guy moan. Straight man ridding his tongue! Fucker he said, you are making my dick hard. Right there, deeper boy,

Bill sat beside me on the bed and wiped himself with a tissue mum handed him. Then he sipped some tea and grinned. "So, I hear Timmy's been a bad boy." He said. She laughed. "Your fault, you old sod. It was you who broke him in at the sauna!" I lay there with Bill's cum dripping from my arsehole listening to them talking like I wasn't there as Bill drank his tea. "When's he coming back to the sauna?" SHe shrugged. "Couple of days, Bill." He nodded, got off the bed and pulled up his trousers and stuffed his cock into his stained underpants. "OK," He said and slapped my rump. "Be good, Timmy!" He laughed and sidled out of the room. Mum cleaned my hole with a tissue, then went off to prepare dinner.

Justin felt like he needed more poppers or something, why did this guy not pull out now that he came. The longer he kept his fat dick lodged in Justin's hole the more it hurt. Then poppers were put under his right nostril and he inhaled deeply then the left. Still hurt but Justin kept doing it and after the sixth his boy pussy started to open up and the guy lodged in his ass said, fuck that pussy is hungry. You need more cum boy? I have been working up another load as your tight ass kept pulsing on my fat dick. You have not idea what your ass feels like, dude it is better than a pussy! Justin began to whisper fuck me please Sir, I need your cum Sir. Good boy, I love a cum hungry boy! Popper one more time and then the guy who stretched Justin's throat what seemed like forever slapped Justin's lips with his fat cummy dripping dick. Boy, hope you have learned hot to throat a dick, open that fucking mouth. Justin opened his mouth and the guy grabbed his head and shoved it deep on his dick and Justin had not even had time to take a deep breath. The guy started slow fucking his throat with deep thrust and he hard him him say he is ready and then the guy slapped the side of Justin head really hard his ear started to ring and Said Fucker you better not bite my dick or use your teeth as the guy fucking him started pulling almost all the way out and then slamming his dick back inside. Justin felt like he was being town in two, he grunted and moaned on the guys dick fucking his throat and he almost forgot he needed to breath. This went on for three minutes then the guy fucking his throat must have sensed that he was about to pass out and he pulled out long enough for Justin to gasp and then shoved his dick back in and started fucking his throat and four minutes later the guy fucking his ass shot again and shoved his dick deep in Justin and pulsed eight ropes of cum and then slowly pulled out. A minute later the guy fucking his throat shot down it and Just felt rope after rope draining down his throat. The guy pulled out and plugged Justin's nose and made him swallow. The guy in his ass pulled out and Justin felt so empty they both got dressed talking to each other but not to Justin. Then Just felt something really thick as his anus and lots of pressure and a minutes later a fat but plug slipped in Justin and it felt amazing. The guy did not say anything as the two guys talked all the way to to the door and then Justin felt his wrist being unfastened and the guy said, don't fucking move until you hear the door close. Two minutes later the door closed and Justin collapsed on the bed with his blindfold still on. Justin slipped off the blindfold and rolled off the bed. His ass was so full, he walked to the living room where the computer was up and he could see BBRT was up and Mark had been imming Dan the guy who put the butt plug in, he could see that was the last thing typed. Just read the IM's. Dan - Mark the kid is one horny little slut. Mark - I knew this one was gonna be a good one. Dan - Don't get me wrong the kid still needs training but he has started calling me Sir! Justin went to scroll down and the screen closed. Fuck, he quickly signed and and the im was gone. He looked for Mark and could not find him but there was a message from Mark. Hey boy, sounded like you were backing out so I sent my buddy Dan over to help you and make sure you gave up that pretty little whore ass of yours. Let me know how it went! Justin sat there and thought wow this was an amazing night and just about the time he was going to reply a private message came up. The message read: Need cum dump bottom for a party downtown on the weekend. Just a hot boy ready to take loads all night. Party favors will be given to the little slut who gets picked. Let use know if you would like to be in the running! You must be able to take large dicks and lots of cum! Justin felt his dick tingle but did not get hard and he started playing with it trying to get hard. Felt amazing but it was still soft. ........

Sketchy Sex reminds me very much of the vintage Cadinot videos — raw sex effortlessly sought for and enjoyed!

The door opened and the first thing which hit me was the smell of unwashed bodies. There was a mirror over the bed. I looked up to see a group of old, ragged men being ushered into the bedroom by grandad. Some of them gasped and others laughed showing blackened and broken teeth as they saw me lying naked on the bed. All shapes and sizes from skinny guys with cadaverous faces to grossly fat men with drooping bodies. I saw some lick their lips as grandad said " There you go, boys. Peachy little bum on him. Get stuck in and fill yer boots!" I squirmed with shame and fear as they started to strip off, waves of sweaty, pissy body odour washing over me as they removed their filthy clothes. Then the bed sagged as they climbed onto the mattress, eager fingers digging between my cheeks and feeling the lube on my hole. I turned my head and saw grandad standing watching, a filthy grin on his face as he released his cock and began to masturbate. Hands grabbed my head and turned it to face a stiff, drooling cock. I just had time to see the sores engulfing the fat, swollen head and then it was pushed into my mouth and I had no choice but to suck it. I was sobbing with shame, and then the cock withdrew and another took its place, the pee-hole red and inflamed and I smelt the gooey discharge oozing from the tip. I tried to avoid it, but strong fingers held my head and I couldn't stop that filthy cock sliding between my lips. Grandad had moved closer to get a better view. He caught my eye and gave me a wink. "Good lad," He whispered. " You know you want it, don't you?" It was true. Despite the horrible, diseased cock in my mouth, I felt a mounting excitement. My own cock was stiff beneath my belly, and I felt overwhelming lust at this descent into absolute depravity. The bed was now covered in naked bodies licking, probing, rubbing against me. "Turn him over," Grandad said. Eager hands pulled me onto my back and I looked up into a circle of faces like something from a medieval painting - broken teeth, sores, some bald, all unshaven and smelling of sweat and filth. Strong hands grasped my erection, and I watched aghast as an old man with a huge sore beneath his nose bent and began to suck me. "Oh...oh no..." I gasped with a last awareness of my corruption, but the mouth bobbing up and down felt so good. "Just do it," Said Grandad. "Give yourself up to your true nature.. " He nudged a fat, short old man who was kneeling on the bed rubbing a fat mushroom cock. "Why don't you sit on his face?" The man grinned, scooted around the bed and squatted over me. I looked up at his smooth arsehole, smelled the odour where he obviously hadn't wiped and felt terror as he lowered it onto my face. I couldn't escape. My face was engulfed between his cheeks and I heard grandad tell me to lick it. Could I? Could I really lick it? With a sob of surrender, I poked my tongue tentatively into his hole. I heard him grunt with pleasure. He reached under and spread his cheeks, sinking onto me and forcing my tongue up into his arsehole. I knew I was lost. My cock was stiff in the old man's grasp, my face was engulfed in filthy buttocks and my tongue was deep in a dirty hole and yet I was loving every minue of it. I felt my legs being pulled up and outward and then the first stab of a blunt, slimey cock pushing into my hole. I gasped even as I licked the man squatting over me, feeling the delicious smooth rush of the cock sliding into my arse. There was excitement in the air and if anything, the smell from the crowd increased with their excitement. The man levered himself off my face and got off the bed. Hands held my legs and pinned my wrists to the bed. I looked up into the face of the man fucking me, his eyes wicked with lust. "Open...open yer mouth.." He gasped as he thrust into me. I opened my mouth, and he hawked and released a drool of phlegm which fell onto my tongue. Then he kissed me. His breath was awful but I no longer cared. He pulled back and cackled. "Nice! I can taste arsehole on your lips!" "Hurry up!" Someone said. "Don't take all day!" The man in me nodded, worked his cock harder and then let out a long gasp of pleasure as his cock throbbed in me, releasing his sperm. He sagged back and pulled out. I caught a glimpse of his cock covered in sores and realised it was the man I had sucked, but then I was turned over onto hands and knees, arse upraised helplessly as someone else mounted me and I felt another cock slide into my cummy hole. Beside the bed, grandad had lowered his trousers and pants and was bent forward being sodomised by a thin, balding man with red blotches covering his skinny buttocks and upper legs. He grinned at me as he saw my surprise " How do you think I became poz..ooff...thats nice...I take it up the arse as well." He stood up and the man slipped out of his fat arse, his cock now wet with lube. "That's enough mate. " He said "You know the deal. When you want to come, fill his arse with it." I realised the man was probably syphilitic but what could I do? I had probably already caught their diseases by now and the thought of it was exciting and shameful. The man in me made way having already cum, and the thin man got behind me. Grandad came and lay next to me, pulling my head down and kissing me. "You want it? " He whispered. "He's poz and he's got the syph. Means you will definately get knocked up and infected." I kissed him back and felt his hand gently ruffle my hair. "Hold me.." I gasped. He smiled, held my hand and nodded to the man behind me. I felt his cock pressing into my hole and then it slid easily up me and he began to thrust. I was lost. Depraved. About to be infected and bred all at once. I knelt in surrender as Grandad stroked my hand and whispered in my ear. "Good lad. Good lad." The man didn't last long, he thrust two or three more times like a rabbit, then pushed himself against me and grunted loudly as he spurted . He held himself in me for a long moment, then slid his cock out and I felt his filthy cum drooling over my balls. My cock was so stiff it hurt as I slumped forward. Grandad kissed me again and I felt a body lay down beside us. I saw it was a fat old man with whiskers and wispy hair. He lay face down spreading his cheeks with his hands, and I could see his dirty arsehole was smeared with cum and lube and worse. "Go on, cum in him and you'll feel more relaxed. There's a long way to go yet!" With a gasp of excitement, I slid onto the old man's back, feeling his sweaty skin beneth me even as he spread his legs further and my cock nestled between his buttocks. Grandad leant over, grasped my cock and guided it into position. I slide down and into the old body, feeling his sloppy hole hot around my shaft, and then I was spurting and spurting and finally resigned to my fate...

Blushing furiously, I turned and knelt on the cushions, my bum cheeks spreading as I knelt. Grandpa got off the sofa, knelt behind me and sighed happily as his cock slid into my hole which was still wet with cum. "Enjoying that, Harry?" My mother said as she watched him fuck me. Grandad just laughed "Oohh..ooh yeah." He grunted. "What time is it?" "About 11, I think." She replied. It was bizarre. There I was being buggered by my own grandfather as my mother watched, and all they could talk about was the time! "Best hurry up...oof..then " Grunted Grandad as his cock stiffened inside me " They'll be here soon....ahhh..here it comes you little bastard!" Then he slumped heavily on my back and I felt his cock throb and throb as it filled me with his dirty cum again. After a while, he got off me and I turned round as he wiped his cock clean and saw mum grinning. "W,,who's coming?" I asked. "Some friends," She said. "Well clients, I suppose." They both laughed and Grandpa said. "She's talking about the guys down at the hostel." I remembered Mum volunteered at a men's hostel by the docks where tramps and homeless guys could get a meal or maybe a bed. I had been there once or twice and shuddered at the memory of old, smelly men, many with untreated STI's shuffling around the line for the soup. "They..they're coming here?" I gasped. " What for?" They smiled at each other. "Poor things don't get much..you know..they don't get to have sex often." Mum said. " I know what a dirty little slut you've become, Timmy, so I said they could come round and use your bottom to get some relief." I blushed and shuddered with shame. How had it come to this? They were going to pimp me out, and even now the old trolls from the hostel were probably on their way! "You won't need to clean up!" Laughed Grandad. "Most of them haven't washed in a while. I'm gonna enjoy seeing them mounting you!" What could I do? Even as they spoke, my cock had stiffened with the filthiness of what was happening to me. They noticed it and my mother said. "Thought so! Dirty boy. Right, get in my room face down on the bed. I'll be in shortly with some lube. Go on!" With that, I got off the sofa, aware of my erection swaying in front of me. My mother had thoughtfully covered her bed with towels to protect the sheets. I lay face down and waited. After a few minutes, I heard the doorbell and then a gaggle of voices and laughter in the hall way. The bedroom door opened, and Mum came in with a tube of lube. "They're here. Spread your cheeks." Blushing, I reached back and spread my cheeks and she gently rubbed plenty of lube in and over my arsehole. "Good," She said, ruffling my hair. "Nice and loose. Now be a good boy and let them do you. Grandad will be around to make sure they behave." With that she was gone, and I heard many heavy footseps on the stairs.....

“Dad I made it to the hotel” “OK, now take a pic of your giftof an ass, post it online and get it filled for daddy’s birthday” “How many loads do I have to take?” “At least one for every year old you are.” “But I’ve never taken anyone but yours” “Look it’s my birthday today and I want ur perfect little muscled ass stretched and leaking an over abundance of man slime for my birthday while u have an oversexed yet happy look on your face when I get there.” “OK, I wanna make u happy.” “And u do, and for ur birthday tomorrow we can do what u want. I will piss your ass clean out of all the men’s cum that have been in your hole and just leave my man meat resting in ur recovering hole as I hold u as much as u want tomorrow.” “Then will u meet my bf?” “Perhaps, I don’t wanna rush things”

Daddy’s Cuntboy Part 5 There we were...two slammed up boys worshipping their Daddy’s tits...humping Daddy as our legs entwined around his. “Fuck yeah boys...my fucking chemmed up pigs.” Daddy sighed. Holding both of us up tight to his strong pecs, we continued writhing as puppy’s hand moved down my back. Raising my ass, I gave him access to my cunt...puppy began exploring my cunt lips. “GRRRRRR!” puppy growled. “Fuuck! Yeah!” I responded. “Fuck me puppy. Feed my hungry cunt!” I begged. “Go ahead puppy, take it. You earned it.” Daddy laughed. “That cunt is fucking tight and deep. Go on! It’s yours now.” My eyes went to puppy and saw the look of authority wash over him. He was my alpha and I was about to find out just what he was capable of. Daddy disengaged and got off the bed. Both of us, acknowledging that Daddy was our superior, watched from the bed as he went and grabbed a black leather upholstered chair from against the wall and placed it at the side of the bed making sure he could see everything. “OK boys...continue. Give your Daddy a fucking show.” Daddy sat back and spread his legs wide...giving us full view of his hard cock. Puppy growled...rolling on top of me, he took my neck into the crook of his left arm...holding me there. “Fucking cuntboy...you’re gonna service your alpha...fucking give up that cunt to me?” “Fuck yeah puppy! Fucking take my cunt...it’s yours!” I yelled as my ass rose feeling his packed red jock pouch pushing into my ass cheeks. “AWW! FUUCK!!!” I moaned. Still holding me like this, puppy grabbed a chain hanging from one of the front bed posts with his other hand and attached it to my collar as I felt his breath on my face. “My cuntboy...” he exhaled, kissing my neck tenderly. Releasing my neck, puppy grabbed the chain from the other post and connected it to my collar and rolled off me. Puppy proceeded to shackle my ankles to the lower bedposts...leaving me on my hand and knees...cunt exposed. Moving to the side at the head of the bed, puppy stood arms crossed. “Fuck yeah...slammed up cuntboy,” he stated as he admired his cuntboy. Puppy climbed on the bed moving between the chains connecting my collar to the bed posts and sank to his knees and presented his bursting jock pouch. My mouth began to water... Puppy smiled, slowly pulling down his jock exposing the thick root of his cock. “Yeah cuntboy? You want puppy’s cock?” he teased. “AWWW FUCK … YEAH PLEASE PUPPY! I WANT YOUR COCK!” I begged as puppy gyrated his hips in front of me. I knew my place...and my place was to service. “Come on cuntboy...show puppy how much you want this cock,” puppy goaded me on. “Ya think that I’d waste my cock on someone who’d just lie there and take it? SHOW YOUR ALPHA. CUNTBOY!” he ordered. My slammed up cunt, now possessed with nothing but thoughts of puppy’s cock, took over. My back arched and my ass began rotating...offering my cunt to puppy’s fat cock as my throat let out low rasping pleadings. “Please puppy...I need your cock!” I moved forward and began sniffing the red pouch now leaking precum...I took in puppy's scent, recognizing the familiar scent all men emit in their crotches. Finally, satisfied that I proven myself, puppy pushed down his jockstrap releasing his hard uncut cock. I gasped...taking in the thick sheathed cock suspended above a set of huge balls. My mouth watered...imagining the amount of cum held inside. Puppy grabbed the base of his cock and slapped it across my lips sending the stringy leaking precum onto my face. “Fucking cock’s gonna fill your cunt...but first, service it...service your alpha’s cock cuntboy!” I quickly moved to explore the thick foreskin covering the cock. “AWWW, Fuck cuntboy...” Puppy shivered as my tongue moved under the flap and began circling the cockhead tasting the sharpness of his cock. Pushing forward, my lips drew back the skin...my tongue invading puppy’s cock slit...determined to take in the leaking precum. Puppy held my head tightly as he shoved his cock back down my throat...but I resisted and pulled back, holding onto the foreskin with my teeth, I began to chew. “AWWWW FUUUUCK!” Puppy yelled as he released my head. “AWWW FUCK YEAH CUNTBOY! FUCKING SERVICE MY COCK!” puppy yelled as he arched his back presenting his uncut cock. Pushing back the skin, my lips moved over his pulsing cockhead and I sucked it in as puppy jammed it down to his smooth crotch. “Fucking cuntboy...take it!” puppy ordered and began the face-fucking. His rapid movements wouldn’t allow me to get a rhythm...I couldn’t breathe. I began gagging... “Easy does it, puppy! Give cuntboy some air...we don’t want him passing out on that cock of yours,” Daddy joked. Puppy eased up and I took a deep breath. Then suddenly, puppy jerked me back down to the root and held me. I finally met puppy’s rhythmic thrusting as he pulled his cock half way out. Puppy spat and it landed on his shaft. I instantly went forward catching his spit and took his entire cock back down my throat. Puppy patted my cheeks and pulled out. “Cunt time...” puppy laughed and moved off the bed. Daddy urged us on. “Cuntboy, you’re about to be bred by your alpha!” I moaned as puppy climbed back on the bed between my legs. “Fuck yeah cuntboy. I’ve been waiting for this for a while. Daddy told me all about your conversations and what he was planning. I've thought about you and how hot your cunt would feel swallowing my cock.“ My cunt went wild... ”Yeah, slammed up cuntboy.” puppy continued stroking his cock. “MMMM fucking look at that cunt...full of Daddy’s cum.” He began to lick and chew at my cunt lips as I begged for his cock. ‘Fuck yeah puppy. Please! I need it!” I pleaded as puppy continued slurping my cunt. “Oh yeah. Fuck me puppy. Fuck my cunt and fill it with your cum.” Puppy rose...placing his hard cock at my cunt, he pushed through my sloppy cunt lips. “Here it is cuntboy. I’ve waited a long time to do this.” Shoving his cock in quickly, I let out a gasp. Puppy laughed, “Fuck Daddy... This cunt is so hot and tight still. Fucking feeling your load inside!” Puppy began his invasion of my cunt and we fell into a steady rhythm losing myself in the feelings in my cunt...until the spell was broken. Feeling someone grab my head, I snapped out of it. It was Daddy. “Yeah cuntboy. Suck my cock. Fucking two cunts on this one now.” He climbed back on the bed. I hungrily swallowed Daddy’s cock as he settled in front of me. “Oh fuck, cuntboy. Service Daddy’s cock while puppy feeds your cunt.” Daddy encouraged. I was in heaven being filled by cock in both ends. My body was now a cunt. Suddenly, I felt puppy quicken and start pounding me rapidly. “Fuuck Daddy! This cuntboy is so good. Thank you for giving him to me... I’m gonna fucking cum!” Puppy's cock spasmed...filling my cunt with his seed. The thrusts continued until Puppy let out a final grunt and fell on my back. I sighed...it was done...my cunt was full of my Daddy and my alpha’s cum. Puppy wrapped his arms around my chest and held me tightly as I held our Daddy’s cock in my mouth. We caught our breath and puppy pulled out...our sweaty bodies separating with a sucking pop. Again, I felt the emptiness I always dreaded when my cunt no longer contained cock. Then I felt it...puppy’s breath on me as he spread my cunt lips with his fingers and started sucking and chewing my cunt lips. His loud moans filled me... puppy was eating out my cunt! "Fuck yeah puppy! Taste my cunt juices." I yelled releasing Daddy’s cock pushing puppy’s tongue deeper inside me. Satiated with the fluids running out of me, he rose and moved to Daddy’s side. "Fuck yeah cuntboy. Look at my face. That's what your cunt is full of." He then leaned in and gently said, "Taste it cuntboy. Taste your cunt." I let out a moan and began licking puppy’s dripping face...my tongue feeling the slight stubble on his face. I let out a sigh..."Aww Fuck. Tasting my cunt." Seeing puppy and I bonding, Daddy removed himself and motioned puppy to replace him in front of me. “Go on puppy...I know what comes next right after you cum.” Daddy joked as he grabbed the yellow waist band of my jockstrap and released it with a snap. I jerked... Puppy positioned himself...presenting his slicked-up cock to me as Daddy moved behind me. “How’s that slammed up cunt of yours cuntboy...still hungry?” Daddy asked feeling my exposed cunt lips. My cunt spasmed.... “Go on puppy...feed him that recycled slam piss...cuntboy needs to get used to your piss mixed with mine.” Daddy ordered. I opened my mouth greedily taking puppy’s cock down. There I was...on my hands and knees chained to the bed...on display... Feeling puppy take a deep breath, I relaxed my throat and prepared for the torrent of piss sure to come out of that cock. Looking up into puppy’s eyes with a pleading look, puppy smiled releasing his slam piss. I growled...knowing the piss that I was taking had once been in Daddy. My throat pulsed as I swallowed. Puppy laughed and pulled his cock still shooting the hot yellow piss, out of my mouth leaving me surprised and wondering what I had done wrong. He aimed the stream at my face...intentionally moving it away from my mouth as it tried to follow the flow. He was gonna make me work for it! Dripping off my face and upper chest, the piss began pooling into the indentation puppy’s hard body and my hands made on the bed. I could feel the piss around my fingers as they wriggled in the wet warmth. Sensing their movement and seeing the desire in my eyes, Puppy released my collar chains and my head went down. My thoughts ceased...instinct now took my body over as I lost myself and fed. My tongue lapped up the acrid piss that I was now so hungry for. “Yeah...cuntboy’s got the hunger for piss now puppy.” Daddy stated matter-of-factly as he released my ankles. “Get up cuntboy...on the floor...on your knees.” I growled into the slick rubber sheets taking one last taste of piss and climbed off the bed... “Puppy...he’s earned it...bring it.” Daddy ordered. Not understanding what this was about...I watched puppy walk over to the shelves...leaving a trail of piss drops reflecting the red lights on the floor. I heard the rattling of metal as he pulled a bundle of leather from the top shelf and he turned back to me...holding a bulldog harness between his outstretched hands... I looked closer assuming it would be a match for puppy’s...only it wasn’t piped in red it was yellow. I moaned. “Yeah cuntboy...you earned it. Fucking urinal cuntpig now aren’t you?” Daddy laughed. “AWW FUCK YEAH DADDY! FUCKING PISS!” I groaned as puppy dropped to his knees and placed it on me. Satisfied that the straps were secure...puppy grabbed my framed pecs and held them playing with my tits. “Fuck...I’m gonna love feeding you piss cuntboy.” Daddy stood proudly looking down at us... Daddy held my head and I felt his finger go into my mouth. I knew what was coming and I looked up at Daddy’s face and waited for the question. “That cunt of yours make a decision yet, cuntboy?”

We're back in Maui. Staying at the same condo complex as last year, but in a different unit. This unit however we rented through the same property management company that we used last year. In my email conversations with the property manager, Dave, he said, "I think you stayed in one of my units before. Right?" " I think I remember you", he continued. Anyway, we arrived late Thursday on the island of Maui. It took several hours to rent a car and to reach our condo on the other side of the island. Dave had told me that door keys had been replaced with combination locks on the doors. He gave me the code and told me that since it would be so late at night, just to use the code to let ourselves in. Then he would check with us the next day to see if everything was ok. We got settled and quickly fell asleep. The next morning, we realized we couldn't get the TV to work. So, when Dave called to check on us, we told him of the TV issue. He said he'd stop by within the hour. While my husband was fixing breakfast, I took a quick douche and shower. I was remember the great "anonymous" fuck Dave gave me last year. I was hoping he'd be up for a replay. Just as I was dressing there was a knock at the door. My husband answered the door as I was walking out of the bedroom. There stood that muscular hunk, Dave. Dressed as he normally did in basketball shorts and a wife beater t-shirt. He'd put on a small tummy since last year. And had grown his hair. He had his hair pulled back and wrapped in an elastic. He was wearing a baseball cap over it. He looked a bit disheveled. But handsome and as masculine as ever. He's such a good looking str8 man. He came into the unit and kicked off his sandals as is a Hawaiian custom. We showed him the TV issue and he was able to solve it quickly. We thanked Dave and he was out the door and on his way. My cock was churning in my shorts from seeing that muscular, tattooed hunk of man. We ate our breakfast and my husband settled on the lounge chair on the lanai to enjoy the beautiful view of the Pacific Ocean and the Island of Molikai just off the coast. I was cleaning up the dishes as my phone pinged that I had a message on Grindr. I looked at my Grindr app and sure enough there was a message from a guy showing a muscular, headless torso with those familiar tattoos. "Hey. Saw you online. I hope you remember me from last year." the message read. "Hi. Yes. I remember you. You have time for a replay?" I sent back. "Yeah. U avail now?" he said. "Yeah. I am." I shot back. "Building 19 Unit 4. Ten minutes. OK?" he said. "OK. I'll be there." I replied. "Just like before. I'll be in the master bath. Get naked, put the sleep mask on. And kneel next to the bed. Let me know when you're ready." he instructed. "Ok. See you in 10." I sent back. "I'm off for a walk", I shouted to my husband on the lanai. "K" was all he said as I went out the door. I walked down the hill to building 19 and found unit 4. I opened the door and yelled out. "I'm here". I proceeded to the bedroom and found the bathroom door closed. The bedroom was dark. The blinds pulled closed. No lights on. I closed the door behind me and the room was nearly completely dark, except for the light coming under the bathroom door. I quickly stripped. I had found the sleep mask laying on the bedside table. I put it on and knelt next to the bed, facing the bathroom door. "OK. I'm ready", I shouted. I heard the door open and heard him walk towards me. He pressed his soft cock to my face, slapping it across my face. I opened my mouth and he placed his cockhead in my mouth. I wrapped my lips around his cock and began to suck. His cock swelled quickly in my mouth and was soon to full hardness in a few moments. I sucked on his cock and then began to lick his balls. Soon he pulled from my mouth and climbed up on the edge of the bed. "Eat my ass, faggot". he barked. I scooted over to his ass and pressed my face between his ass cheeks, spreading them and then diving my tongue up into his ass. He was softly moaning in pleasure as I licked, kissed and tongue fucked his hole. I got my tongue deep up inside him. Licking the inner wall of his sphincter. "Fuck, yeah! I remember this tongue. Such a good faggot. Aren't you?" he growled as I made love to his asshole. "Ok, queer. Up on the bed. On your knees. You know what I really want. Show me that cunt of yours." I climbed up on the bed. Crawled to the middle of the king sized bed. I put my ass up, face down. I reached behind me and spread my ass cheeks. I heard and felt him repeatedly spit on my asshole. He pushed some spit up into my hole and then repeated it, spitting more on my hole. Then I felt his cockhead press against my hole and he spit down onto his cockhead as he pushed up into me. I was wishing I'd brought some poppers with me, but this all happened so fast, I didn't even think about bringing them with me. I tried to concentrate on relaxing my ass. And after a moment or two my ass had relaxed and his cock was feeling great as he began to slide in and out of my ass. He would slap my ass. One cheek, then the other. Each thrust he took was deeper and harder than the last. Soon he had both his hands grabbing me around the waist as he continued to pound my hole. It took only about 5 or 6 minutes of deep, hard and rough pounding before his fingers dug into my waist and he let out a low growl, as I felt his cock throb and he filled my ass with his hot load. As soon as he came, he slapped my ass and pulled out. "Ok, fag. I'm done with you. Put your clothes on and get out. I have to get this place back to new. The renters will be here within the hour. How long are you here?" he asked me. I almost laughed out loud. I knew for a fact that this was Dave. But he was continuing the game that I didn't know. So, he knew damn well that I'd be here until Thursday. But, I played along and told him. "Watch for my message on Grindr. I may have another opportunity. Now, get out." he barked as he went back into the bathroom and closed the door. I quickly dressed and left the unit without saying anything. I'll definitely be checking my Grindr app through the week.

The tongue flickered deliciously in and out of my dirty arsehole, and I forgot my embarrassment as I pushed it back into the old guys's face. Meanwhile, I was forced to suck the other man's warty cock and felt myself losing control and sinking into depravity. They sensed it too. "Oh yeah...he wants it now. Fuck the little bitch!" He held my shoulders down and rubbed his cock over my mouth as I felt the greasy haired guy get to his feet, steady my bare bottom, and begin to slide his stubby cock into my spit-lubed rectum. He started to fuck me roughly, as the other man leant over me and kissed him. I was just a hole for them to fuck and not long after the greasy haired man's thrusts became more urgent then he said "oh fuck!" and pushed hard into me as he spurted his dirty cum up me. " I needed that!" He gasped, pulling his cock out and leaving a drool of cum dripping from my hole. The thin man ruffled my hair . " Turn round like a good little pig." I was sobbing with a mixture of lust, shame and fear, but I did what I was told and turned to present my rump to him. He slid his cock into my dirty hole, and I groaned as I imagined the warts rubbing my insides as he began to thrust into me. "Same time tomorrow?" Said the greasy haired man to the other, whilst forcing my lips open and making me clean his dirty cock. " Y..yeah..oh nice..hang on and I'll cum." With that, he jerked and spurted in me. After a few moments he pulled out and the other man offered him a cum stained handkerchief to clean his cock. "Thanks." He said. They ignored me, zipping up and leaving the toilet as I stood there, naked from the waist down and dripping their cum onto the dirty floor.

I went into the toilet and wiped my backside which was dripping with Bill's sperm and the residue of the night before with an old rag on the shelf. Bill told me some of the guys liked to wank with it. Then I grabbed a black bag and went off to empty the bins. I heard voices as I made my way upstairs, so a few guys had come in early. As I approached the TV room, I heard Arthur say "Yeah, he's a right little pig, alright. Nice tight hole to relieve yourself inside. Had him a couple of times" Then another man said. "Great! You're a dirty sod, Arthur! Does he know you're poz, then?" Arthur laughed. " Oh yeah! We've all had him and he knows our spunk is swimming with bugs!" "Well, " he said. "Just what I need. I could do with a fuck and shoot some dirty spunk up his slutty hole!" But I was less concerned about the conversation, and more about the second man's voice. Was it? Could it be? I peered cautiously around the door to see three naked men on the sofa - Arthur and a man I recognised from the flat I had visited. But it was the third man that made my heart skip a beat. Grandad! I had seen him in the pool on holiday before, but never naked. He lay back in the cushions, fat hairy body and balding head, and I saw for the first time the thick, stubby erection in his fist. I quietly moved back and fled downstairs. "You look like you've seen a ghost!" Laughed Bill when he saw my pale face. "What's up?" "I can't work today. I have to go." I said. "Whoa! Not so fast. What's up?" So I told him what I'd seen and he roared with laughter. "So Jim is your grandad, eh? Well well. I guess it runs in the family. He's a dirty old sod, but a nice fat arse. I've seeded it a few times." I was aghast. Not only was my grandfather here, but he was obviously poz if Bill had fucked him. "You're not going anywhere, Timmy. Get back up there and do your job." I looked at him and realised I could walk out. But I really didn't want to. My cock was swelling with excitement and I knew what I had to do. With increasing embarassment I went back up stairs. I paused outside the door. Could I really do this? Then, with a sigh, I walked into the room, avoiding eye contact with the men. "Here he is. Nice arse on it, eh?" Said Arthur, grabbing my wrist and pulling me to the sofa. I saw my grandad's shocked face as Arthur pushed me onto my knees, stood up and got behind me. "So, we 'ain't seen you for a while, Jim. What you been up to?" As he spoke, he slid his cock into my dripping hole and sighed happily. Grandad was red-faced and his mouth gaped in surprise. Arthur started to slowly fuck me as he waited for a reply. "Well, er... I've been...busy...you know." His eyes were glued to the cock sliding in and out of me.

The next day, my arse was all puffy and swollen when I had a shower. As I came out, my mother was holding my underpants which were heavily stained at the back . "Are you ok?" She said. I blushed and nodded and she laughed. " Oh...I see. Well try and clean up a bit better after the next time!" I got dressed and went round to the sauna, letting myself in with the key Bill had given me. He wasn't at the desk, so I stripped off and lubed myself as usual, noticing how open I was and slipping a couple of fingers easily up myself which felt good. I wandered around picking up tissues and then I heard voices coming from the small yard at the back where we kept the rubbish bins. The back door was open, and Bill was talking to a couple of rough looking guys who were collecting the bins. They were both fat and middle-aged and drinking tea, so I guessed this was a regular stop for them. They were discussing football. "Terrible game, last night," said one of the men, spilling tea over his heavy beard and over his stained t-shirt. "Yeah, "Said Bill. "Not going to be a great season." I wasn't sure what to do, but Bill saw me with the waste bin and beckoned me outside. Although I was naked, I guessed it was ok. I stepped out and put the rubbish in one of the smelly bins. They ignored me and carried on talking about the game. "What we need is a new manager" Said Bill. As he spoke, he grabbed my arm and pulled me face down over a dustbin. I heard the men cackle with laughter, and a thick, rough forefinger ploughed up my bum. "Need a whole new team more like!" I heard one of them say. " Mind if i get a bit?" "Help yourself" Said Bill. I heard the sound of a zip being drawn down, then there was a smell of rotting rubbish as the man got behind me. I felt his stubby cock probe my hole, and then he slid up me with a satisfied grunt and began to thrust, his jeans scratching my bare cheeks. Bill and the other guy watched me being fucked, all the time talking about their team and what the next game might be like. The man in me worked to a climax, grunting softly as his cock swelled and spurted up my rectum. "Tha's better!" He gasped as he slid out and Bill offered him a dirty rag to wipe his slimey cock. "Climb on if you want to, Harry" He said. "We'd best be going soon." Harry was wearing overalls which he unclipped and let fall. He was naked beneath. His long, thin cock sprang up below a flabby, hairy body as he waddled behind me. His hand steadied my arse, then he slid up me in one delicious stroke and began to fuck urgenlty and fast. Bill and the other guy finished pulling the bins together as Harry reached his climax, giving a satisfied sigh as he emptied up inside me. Then he pulled out, pulled up his overalls and they began to move the bins out. "Wait a minute," said Bill. He picked up the rag and tenderly wiped my bum clean, then tossed it into the refuse. "Cheers lads. See you next week." He said. Without a backward glance at my naked body, they waved and closed the gate behind them. Bill turned to me. "Get up, Timmy" He said, "The regulars will be here soon and want their oats!" Then he laughed and I followed him inside...

I knew it was wrong – I wasn’t that naïve. But it felt so good and so natural I couldn’t resist. Sid started to fuck me with slow, deliberate strokes as Frank knelt in front of me and offered his cock to my mouth. I had never sucked a man’s cock before. The silkiness of it was exciting as was the salty drool of pre-cum oozing from the narrow, red slit. I began to suck it even as Sid started thrusting hard in and out of my arse. Suddenly, he pushed hard against me and I felt his cock stiffen and throb but I was so intent on sucking Frank, I barely noticed. The door opened and the old man from the TV room appeared. His entire body was wrinkled and slack-skinned, but his thick cock stood out from his sagging belly with a metal ring around his cock and balls. “Oh, it’s Arthur,” Laughed Frank. “How’s it going you dirty bastard?” Arthur licked his lips and came over to us and I felt his bony fingers probing my hole and the cock sliding into me. “Ok, Arthur. You look like you need a fuck.” With that, Sid pulled his long cock out of me and spread my cheeks. I felt the old man get behind me and his thick, veiny cock started to push into me. My arsehole stretched until I thought it couldn’t stretch any more, then his cock popped into me and slid in up to his balls. “Nice!” He grunted. “It’s all wet in there.” “Yeah,” said Sid. “I’ve just dropped a load up him. I’m off downstairs.” With that, he left. I was shocked. He had shot his spunk in me! All the fears and worries I had about safe sex came back to me, but Frank pushed the bottle under my nose and I sagged forward in surrender. “Cumming now.” Growled Arthur and leant over me, his whole body shuddering and I realised a second stranger was shooting up me. But it felt so good, I could only kneel there and let him do it. “That’s better.” He said as he pulled out of me. “You want a bit, Frank?” The other man shook his head. “Not yet. I’ll have it later.” Then they left, talking about something they’d seen in the news. I got off the couch and felt my hole which was wet and dripping with cum. Shaking, I pulled on my t-shirt and shorts, emptied the bin and went downstairs. Bill was making tea to take through to the others who were in the lounge. “You took your time.” He said. I blushed and turned away to put the bin outside. Then I heard him chuckle. “Oh, I see.” He said “ They’ve knocked up your cute little backside already, eh? What would your mother say.” I looked over my shoulder at my reflection in the mirror and saw the dark, wet patch in my shorts. Blushing furiously, I went out to the dustbin….what had I done? But my cock was stiff as I thought about it and I knew I would go back for more. After all, it was a bit late now, wasn’t it?

After I'd cum, I was overcome with shame and disgust at what I'd done, and quickly showered and left. Bill grinned at me from behind the desk and said "see you soon, you dirty fucker!" but I vowed never to retun. For the next couple of weeks I was anxious waiting for the flu to hit or for some other symptoms to show. But nothing happened and and eventually I went for a test which came back negative. My relief was also mixed with a sense of disappointment. I thought about this and realised that I was a whore after all, and becoming pregnant from some filthy old man was the ultimate turn-on. I tried to resist it, but the need was in me now, like I was possessed or something, and I couldn't stop thinking about it. Eventually, I gave in and found myself back at the sauna, handing my money to Bill as he winked at me. "Knew you'd be back," He said. " Carrying someone's baby yet?" I shook my head and he raised an eyebrow. "Is that what you want?" I blushed and gave a brief nod and he slapped my shoulder. "Knew you were a dirty sod!" He said. "We've a few more in today - couple of guys I 'ain't seen for a while 'cos they've been sick. They don't take meds so their immune system is fucked." He watched as my eyes widened with shock which was what he intended. He held out a locker-key and said "So, do you still want it, mate?" I paused, aware of the blood pounding in my ears. This was it. Decision time. I breathed deeply and took the key, heading to the lockers with his laughter behind me. I undressed, showered and went upstairs. To my surprise, it was very dark and I had to feel ahead of myself to stop banging into a wall. I found out later this was Bill's idea - to turn off the lights so you couldn't see anyone, only feel anonymous naked bodies and stiff cocks with no idea what their owners looked like or how disgusting their bodies might be. I turned a corner and passed a cubicle based on the gap in the wall my hands encountered. As I started to pass it, someone touched me. I jumped and then stood still, allowing the hand to slide over my thigh and squeeze my stiffening cock. Another hand emerged from the darkness and began to probe my hole. "Nice!" The voice was a harsh, dry whisper and another voice gave a low chuckle of appreciation. I shivered with fear and lust, not knowing what to do. "Come inside!" Whispered the voice and strong, boney fingers grabbed my wrist and started to pull me into the black cubicle. I almost resisted, but something in me responded to their touch, and I allowed them to pull me inside. Instantly, a thin, boney body was pressed against me and lips crushed to mine. I moaned as the tongue entered my mouth and couldn't help putting my arms around him. His body was thin without an ounce of fat. Then someone else got behind me and I felt a surprisingly large and stiff cock pressed against my bottom. "Mmm, fresh meat!" Said the man behind me, and I realised this must be the couple who weren't on meds. I felt the hairs rise on my neck and the fear, but the lips stayed crushed to mine, the tongue slithering disgustingly in my mouth. Then the cubicle was filled with the smell of poppers and a bottle was pushed against my nose. "Breathe deep, darling." Said the man as he released my lips. I had no choice and took a deep lungful, feeling my body mellt and my head swim. A thick finger covered in lube ploughed up me from behind and I gasped with shock. He began to move it slowly in and out and I began to moan with pleasure. " That's it, open up for daddy" The voice behind me was croaky and I reached back to feel skinny legs and a bulging belly above his enormous cock. I groaned in surrender as the poppers were thrust at me again and suddenly a hand pushed my shoulders forward and down and the huge cock began to slide into me. I cried out with pain and pleasure as he slid it home until his paunch was pressed agianst my buttocks. "Shhh!" whispered the man in front of me "Let him in, there's a good boy" I could only sob with surrender as he began to fuck me, and gratefully took the other man's cock in my mouth and steadied myself on his thighs against the brutal thrusts. "That's it, matey. Let old Harold fuck your sweet arse! You're gonna get what you want, don't worry. Open your hole for him." I gasped, but reached back to pull my buttocks apart so the big cock could get in deep. Harold grunted with pleasure as his movements became more jerky in my hole. "Oh yeah, gonna give you a baby you little slut!" Then he gasped and grunted like a pig, forcing himself into me and I felt his cock throbbing as he spurted. "Oh, you dirty bastard! It's in you now!" Said the man in front of me. "Don't fight it!" I groaned and crouched there, accepting the cock spurting toxic cum into me as the man stroked my head tenderly. At last, the enormous cock slid out and I felt the wetness around my anus. "Your turn, Peter." They turned me round and Peter slide his cock into me as Harold pushed my head down to clean his cock. Suddenly, I had a clear image of myself sandwiched between their diseased bodies and the tears splashed from my eyes at my depravity even as I pushed back and squeezed my hole around the thrusting cock, eager to milk more poz cum from him and get myself knocked up.

Whilst we'ed been talking I heard the front door open a couple of times and footsteps in the changing room and then going up the stairs. I left Sid reading his paper and levered myself off the chair, aware of the cool spunk coating my cheeks. Upstairs, I ignored the sauna as I heard voices in the small TV room off on the other side of the landing. There were three guys there, much older than me watching the TV. One sat in a threadbare sofa on one side and the other two on another sofa on the other side. They were real trolls with sagging tits, spindly legs and old, lined faces. There was a porn movie playing with a couple of twinks fucking in a bedroom. "Nice cock on that lad." Said one as the camera zoomed in to show the heavy cock sliding into an arsehole. "Not bad," Said another. "Got a good technique, too." They could have been discussing football or something for all the casualness in their voices. "Alright matey?" The one on the sofa on his own smiled at me reavealing a mouthful of bad teeth. "Why dontcha sit here?" I sat down beside him, conscious that he smelled of body odour, and noticing his hand tugging idly at his cock had dirty fingernails. The others were watching the porn, wanking each others cocks as they moved on to taliking about some new housing estate being built. "Been before?" Asked the old man next to me. "Nope" I said. "First time. Been here a couple of hours" He cackled. "Yeah and I bet Bill or Sid have been up you by now - they don't hang about!" I blushed and nodded. "Both of them." He interrupted the other two. "Dirty bastards have fucked our friend here already!" They laughed and one of them, with rings through his sagging tits and a paunch hanging over his heavy cock gestured me over. "Let's have a look,then." I stood and went over. He turned me round and I bent forward, allowiing his scaley fingers to spread my cheeks and probe my hole. "He's wet, alright. Carrying a bellyful of dirty spunk, I reckon." The other man next to him was very thin and wasted looking with heavy veins on his arms and legs and a fat erection sticking up from his lap. "I need a fuck," He announced. "Once I get off, I can relax a bit." They pulled me onto the sofa between them, getting me to kneel on the cushions and rest my arms on the backrest. Lube was rubbed roughly over my hole, and then the wasted man got off the sofa and got behind me. Without any warning, he slid his cock into me making me gasp with the size of it, but the lube and spunk in my hole allowed it to slip in easily enough. "That's better," I heard him say as he started to thrust into me. The other two ignored us and began a conversation about the news whllst next to them I was being fucked by this disgusting old man. "Ahhh... " he said to the other two. "That feels better. Just need to empty my balls and then I'll hit the sauna." He hadn't even acknowledged me but now I felt his thrusts becoming urgent. For all he cared, he was fucking a piece of meat just to get off. "Yeah...he gasped. Here it comes!" With that he collapsed on my back, shuddering and grunting in orgasm as he shot his load up my insides. After a while, he got heavily off me, pulling his cock out brutally and said. "Right, see you later" to the other two. Then he left. I just knelt there gasping and embarrassed, spunk now dripping over my balls and onto the cushions. "Look at all that spunk!" Said the one with the tit rings. "Reckon Arthur gave him a bellyful that time!" I looked over at them, my face flushed with lust. The man with the tit rings stood up and held his heavy cock in his hand. "You do know you've been pozzed, dont'cha mate?" I nodded and just knelt here. He grinned and for the first time I saw the dark blotches on his skin and the sores on his lower legs. "Good, So you won't mind another bellyful of poz babies then, will you? With that he got behind me and began to slide his fat cock slowly, deliciously into my rectum. "Hold still, darling and let's see if we can get you pregnant today." He whispered as the other man laughed in the background.

I had a similar true-life experience last year at Burning Man in the Down Low Club mansex tent. Saw this young black guy standing in the darkness of one of the glory holes watching all the action while rubbing his cock in his shorts. I felt his hard cock in his pants and asked if he liked to fuck. "Sometimes," he replied shyly. "You looking for some butt?" I asked. His cock surged in my hand. "Yah," he whispered, almost as if he was embarrassed for anyone to hear. "C'mon," I coaxed, pulling him by his hard cock, leading him to a semi-private area. I kissed him and though he was shy, he quickly got into it and was a great kisser. I undid his pants and unleashed about 8" of hard, leaking cock. When I undid my shorts they dropped to the floor where I stepped out of them. While we kissed, played with my butt and quickly found my already fucked hole. I already had a couple loads in me. "You like to get fucked?" he asked. "Love to take it," I answered. "Fuckin' hot!" he rasped as he played with my cummy hole. He pushed me down on my knees and I took his cock in my mouth. Loved the taste under his slightly ripe foreskin. Eventually he moved us onto the mattress in the low lit space we were in where we continued to kiss on our knees facing each other. All the while I was jacking his hard 20-something cock while it smeared precum all over my arm. I was hot to get fucked by this guy. Eventually, he turned me around and moved in close behind me and I knew I was about to get fucked doggy. "Here's some lube," I said as I tossed him my bottle that I'd stashed between mattress and the side of the tent. It was taking him a little long to lube up so I looked back and found him putting a condom on. "Don't need that," I said. "Got too," he answered. "I don't fuck with them," I told him. "I do," he said as his hard cock found my hole. "No, man," I protested. "Relax," he commanded as he pushed inside of me forcefully. All remnants of his earlier shyness were gone. Normally, I don't ever let a man fuck me with a condom but this guy had me HOT to get fucked so I let him. Because of my earlier fucks, he slid right up to my second sphincter and was banging away at it. He was really getting into fucking me, whispering hot fuck talk about how hot fucking my hole was. Before long he was really into the fuck. As hot as that was, the condom was creating the irritation that they always do, reminding me why I don't fuck with them. I knew something had to change so I reached back and started pulling the condom from the base of his cock toward the tip. Finally I managed to pull it all the way off as he pulled out. "No, man, I can't," he whispered as I pushed the head of his bare cock at my hole. Ignoring him, I bucked back, taking him inside of me. "Really, I shouldn't," he protested as I pulled him deeper inside. He was tense, as if he was going to pull out but I kept a grip on his thigh and impaled myself on that big cock of his. "Fuuuuccckkkk!" he sighed as he relaxed and pushed all the way in. In no time he was banging away like before...except now bareback. By this time a couple other guys had joined us and were watching. "He took the rubber off of him," one of the guys told his buddy, holding up the condom I'd tossed aside. "Fuck, that's hot," his buddy replied. Both of them were jacking off watching us. Because he'd initially been shy I was afraid the other guys would spook my Top. "You fucking him bareback?" the first guy asked my young Top. Now I was really concerned he would pull out and bolt. Instead, he just fucked me harder. "Fuck yah, man. Fucking you bareback," he hissed at me, fucking me hard and deep, ignoring the other two. Over the next several minutes he fucked me like a wild man. I took a hit of poppers, pushed my hole out and suddenly he was way past my second hole. The fuck took on a whole new dimension as he fucked his big knob fast and furious through that tight ring deep in me. I don't even know how long he fucked me like that while I sniffed poppers, pushed out hard and took him deep. "Oh, fuck, I'm gonna cum!" he announced after who knows how long. "You want me to cum in you?" "Yah, fuckin' cum in me!" I groaned. While I was still on all fours, he suddenly jumped on my back, feet off the ground, and rammed his balls against my hole as he shot his load in me. He was so loud when he came that at first I didn't realize how much jizz he was shooting right up into my colon. I quickly figured it out though. It literally felt like he was pissing cum into me. I've never felt that sensation before---or since. But I'd love to. That hot fucker hosed me full of cum. Before he pulled out, my lower belly rumbled as his cum moved deeper into me. For real, guys! My gut was so full, I had the urge to push it out yet held my muscles tight as my gut took it deeper, gurgling and rumbling. Too fuckin' hot! He didn't stay in me long before he pulled his still hard cock out of me, stood up, pulled his shorts on, grabbed his shirt and shoes and split without saying a word. I never saw him again but I'll be looking for him again this year! After he left I just lay face down on the mattress all fucked out yet with a big grin on my face. It wasn't long before the two guys who'd been watching us started playing with my ass. They both ended up having their way with me...but that's another memory I'll be happy to share later!