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I was lying in bed one evening reading stories on Breeding Zone. The poz stories always got my cock rock hard. I would usually jerk off reading them and go to sleep after eating my cum. But for some reason this night was different. It was raining which seemed to be the norm here lately. So instead of just jerking off and going to sleep I decided to check out BBRT to see if anyone was on this night. First a little bit about myself. I’m 21 but look younger. I’m 5 foot 5 and weigh around 130 pounds. I’m very small for a guy. My penis is barely 3 inches when fully erect and very thin. One year for Halloween I dressed up like a girl and actually fooled everyone. I’m no virgin by any means. I get men but they usually play safe. I have yet to be bred. This night a few guys were on. Mostly bottoms which is normal. But one ad caught my eye. The guy was 61 but HIV POSITIVE. He was looking for 18-21 year olds who knew what they wanted. I read his profile a couple of times and despite his age my penis was leaking precum like crazy. So letting my head do the talking I messaged the guy my pics and stats. Within 5 minutes he messaged me back with his address and told me to be there ASAP. My heart was going 90 to nothing. He only lived one street over. I hit Yes Sir. On My Way. I threw on a robe. Put on my flip flops and out the door I went. As I pulled up my heart was still racing but my penis was hard as ever. I walked up his driveway to his door and rang the doorbell. I let my robe fall open so he could see that I really wanted his cock and load. As the door opened I was met by a handsome naked Daddy. He gave me a big smile and told me to drop to my knees in his doorway and give him a blowjob. I knew this was a test to see if I truly wanted his load. Without hesitation I dropped to my knees and started giving him the best blowjob I knew how. I made love to his cock. I worshipped his cock. His cock was perfect to me. About 7.5 inches and medium thickness. I had no trouble deep throating him. After several minutes of giving him a blowjob he had me remove my robe at the door and crawl inside his home. Once inside he shut the door and got down on his knees and slid his cock up my ass only using my saliva as lube. It hurt a little at first but soon that faded and I was begging him to fuck me harder. He didn’t last long and before he exploded he made me beg for his poz load. So I pleaded desperately for Daddy to poz me. Impregnate me. Breed me properly. And with that he shot several huge loads up my ass. We both collapsed onto the floor with his cock still in me. He asked me to stay the weekend with him to make sure his seed took. I said I could. A few minutes later there was a knock on the door and in walked two more Daddies with smiles on their faces. Oh what a weekend this is going to be. And to think I haven’t cum yet.

***This is fiction, though the circumstance is loosely based on something that happened to me a couple of years ago. Sadly, that event didn't result in my pozzing or a gangbang. I'm confident that this story is much hotter than that encounter was.*** It was a bad enough day as it was, waking up with a wicked migraine. To top it off, I could hear the noise of construction machinery being set up on the street outside the house. The noise was unbearable, and what’s worse is that my pills weren’t doing a damn thing. So I resorted to the natural approach. It always works so I don’t know why I don’t just go for that first thing. My pain eased considerably, though wasn’t completely gone, but the incessant noise outside was doing it’s best to bring it all back. I couldn’t stand it anymore and, dressed in a pair of nylon shorts and tee shirt, I stormed outside and demanded to speak to the foreman. The first guy I confronted told me he’d find him, and I went back inside to wait. After a few minutes the doorbell sounded. I don’t know what I’d been expecting, but it wasn’t that. I opened the door to find a stunning hunk with just the right amount of sweat and grime on him to make me forget all about my head as the blood all rushed to my crotch. Six feet four at least, solid build, hairy arms and chest (from what I could see peeking over top of his tee shirt) and thick legs stretching his jeans in the most mouthwatering way I could ever imagine. “What’s the problem?” he asked bluntly. Even with his eyebrows furrowed in annoyance he was HOT. I was almost at a loss for words at that point, using all of my brain power to keep my dick from rising to full mast in front of him like some nightmare from high school. I stammered a few seconds and cleared my throat to buy me enough time to reacquaint myself with my words. “Sorry to bug, but I’ve been battling a massive migraine all day and I was just wondering if there was any chance you guys might be cutting out early today? It’s almost gone but with that machinery just outside it really feels like it will come back,” I told him in a rush of too many words. “We just got started,” he complained. “I don’t want to make things difficult for you, it’s just-” “Please,” I begged. “I’ll do anything you want. I swear. Just for today?” I pleaded. I saw something in his eyes at that moment but couldn’t be sure what, and a slight tug at the corner of his mouth. He glanced over his shoulder back to his guys outside, considering his options I suppose, and then looked back to me. “Tell you what. I’ll take you up on that tomorrow. I’ll clear my guys out right now so you can rest up.” Fuck, could he get any sexier? I mean, beyond good looking and he had a sympathetic side, too. “Thank-you, thank-you, thank-you,” I replied, practically bouncing on my feet. “Have a good night,” he said and then disappeared back outside, closing the door behind him. Within a matter of minutes the neighbourhood was silent again. A man of his word. I was so elated by the silence and opportunity to relax that I didn’t even clue into what he’d said about taking me up on my offer ‘to do anything he wanted’ tomorrow. Sure enough, feeling much better the following morning, in the midst of all of the construction noise, the doorbell sounded. I was surprised to answer it to find the hunky foreman standing before me. “Feeling better?” he asked, to which I told him so. “Good, then let's get started,” he said, boldly walking into my house and shutting the door behind him. I was stunned at first, having no clue what was going on. “Started?” I asked him dumbly. “Yesterday you said you would do anything I wanted if we cut out early. Time to pay up,” he told me, strolling into the living room and plopping his perfect muscular ass down onto my sofa.

Just got loaded by some straight guy in a public toilet at a park while his GF waited in the car. He went in to use the bathroom and I happened to be in there jacking off, so he loaded me.

Dumped a huge load in a sexy 25-year old twink last Saturday. Messaged him on Grindr just to say I thought he was cute. He had an innocent look to him so I wasn’t expecting much. But turned out he was a huge pig in bed. I picked him up at the nearby train station (such a gentlemen I know!) and brought him home. As soon as we got in, I started felling up his bubble butt and he started rubbing my crotch. Minutes later, he’s stripped to his jock and on all fours on my bed, presenting his hole to me. I ate him out deep and hard and got him nice and sloppy before shoving my raw cock in. We fucked in every position imaginable for the next hour. He was deep throating my cock in between fucking, like a good boy who loves ass to mouth. Finally I shot a huge load deep in his pussy and he came immediately all over the both of us. Like a good boy, he kept every drop in him as I dropped him off. I love knowing my cum is in a boy as he heads home on a train or bus, having it start to leak out as he is sitting there surrounded by people who would never guess how big of a slut he is... ...and he is coming over again tomorrow 😈

***Thanks for the positive feedback, guys. it's been a long time since I posted a story on here so it is greatly appreciated. And the story continues . . .*** Part Two “Yesterday you said you would do anything I wanted if we cut out early. Time to pay up,” he told me, strolling into the living room and plopping his perfect muscular ass down onto my sofa. The nerve of this guy! Okay, that feeling didn’t stay with me more than a millisecond. How could I possibly refuse a man like him? I’m considered ‘cute’ I suppose, certainly no hunk or stud, so it just never occurred to me that a man like him would give me a sideways glance. I followed him in and just stared into his deep dark eyes for a moment, unsure how to proceed. “My wife, she hates sucking my dick or licking my balls. I’ve heard stories how you guys are better at it anyway, so how ‘bout it?” It was more of a statement than question, given that he spread his legs wide to practically beam a spotlight on that very proportionate looking bulge in his jeans. Apparently everything about this man is big. I don’t need to be told twice, I was down on my knees faster than you can see ‘swallow!’. At first I just stuck my face into his denim clad bulge, getting a good sniff. And then I reached up and unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans, revealing not only a lack of underwear but also a very choice cut of meat. Again I stuck my face in for a good sniff, his musky balls working on me like an aphrodisiac -every nerve ending in my body and brain lit up like a Christmas tree! I helped him shuffle a bit to pull his pants down enough to release his balls as well, and then got to licking. I gave him a good tongue bath, as he sat with his head thrown back and groaning, and then licking my way up his now towering 8 ½ thick inches, to a beautiful mushroom head. After licking his entire shaft, I set to work on swallowing him. I slurped and licked and sucked my way down that big piece of dick. Luckily he was inexperienced with men and just let me take the reins, so I was able to go at my own pace, which allowed me to comfortably take his entire thick length right down to his pubes. “Fuck!” he growled once I did that. “Oh, fuck, I never knew . . . feels so good,” he mumbled, feeling so good that words were escaping him. I bobbed and slurped, licked and sucked for at least twenty minutes before he grabbed me by the ears to get me to look up at him. “I’m about ready to blow. You swallow?” he asked, which I just nodded ‘yes’ with my mouth still full. He threw his head back and let out a roar as his balls jumped in my hand and emptied their cargo into my hungry mouth. His orgasm went on for at least two minutes, his dick constantly throbbing more pulses of cum onto my tongue. It was awesome. By the time he recovered and caught his breath, I was licking my chops, very satisfied with my mid-morning snack. “That was awesome,” he complimented. “You suck really good dick.” “Thanks, I try,” I replied bashfully. “You have a beautiful dick.” “What to suck it again?” he asked. “Fuck yeah! Anytime,” I told him sincerely. He returned to work and I did some of my own work around the house, barely able to stop thinking about the studly construction worker I’d sucked off. I couldn’t help but wonder how open minded he might be. Just in case he came back today, I decided to douche out. If I’m lucky at all, he’ll want more. Sure enough, about an hour later the doorbell chimed. I was surprised to see another member of the construction crew standing before me. Also over six feet, kind of a rugby player sort of build (which I’ve always had a weakness for) with very dark curly short hair, black eyes and dark hair on all of his body that was exposed. The definition of a stud. “Hi?” I began, completely unsure what to say. “Hey, Bill, my foreman, told me I should come in here to get a little reward for all of my hard work,” he told me a little bashfully. At that moment we both looked over his shoulder as all of the guys burst out laughing at him, and I saw his cheeks flame red with embarrassment. “Oh, very funny!” he yelled back to them, turning to leave -and possibly kick some butt. Aside from the fact that he was so unbelievably hunky, that bit of vulnerability he’d show with that blush of embarrassment lit some sort of fire in me. Plus, if he’s open-minded enough to come to my door for his ‘reward’, who am I do deny? Rather than be embarrassed that Bill (as I now knew his name) had told everyone I sucked his dick, I decided to own it, reaching out and yanking the hunk by the arm back towards the house. “What are you doing?” he asked, stumbling as I pulled. “Giving you a reward for those dicks trying to humiliate you. Or maybe me. Either way, come on,” I told him, with one final yank getting him over the threshold and slamming the door shut. “Want a beer?” I asked him. “Since I’m out there sweating like a pig, that sounds great,” he replied, glancing around the hallway a little nervously. He followed me back to the kitchen and I pointed out a bar stool for him to take a seat. After handing him the beer, which he quickly upended for a long guzzle, I spun the stool away from the counter so that I could have access to him. “Look, you don’t have to . . .” he began, clearly unsure what to do. I looked him in the eyes for a hard second, and then asked, “Are you uncomfortable?” He kind of frowned and thought about it and then looked a little surprised with himself. “No,” he told me confidently. Logically, how could he be? He was now in the air conditioning, about to get his dick sucked, and drinking a beer at eleven in the a-m. “Good,” I said, reaching out and taking hold of his jeans to get them undone. “Just sit back and enjoy your reward.” After another swig of his beer, he seemed to relax into the situation and hunched his hips forward, allowing me full access to him. From there, I got him unbuttoned and unzipped, and hefted out a mouthwatering 9 inches of deliciousness. I took pleasure and my time devouring his sausage, causing him to grunt and groan for a while, before he got bolder and started rubbing my back as I bent over his crotch. As the minutes ticked on, with me slobbering and slurping over him, his hands moved further along my back until it was my turn to be surprised when he began to work his fingers down inside my nylon shorts to begin playing with my hungry hole. I didn’t need another hint. I took my mouth off of his dick and asked him if he wanted to fuck me, which he readily agreed. So I led him down to the bedroom, his hard dick bobbing out in front of him, and had him lay on the bed, where I stripped his pants off completely. Thankfully I’d cleaned out, so I wasn’t wasting any time. I climbed on top of him, and guided his big dick head to my hole and slowly descended onto him. By now we were both groaning. He told me he’d never done anything with a guy before, let alone fuck anyone’s ass. But that it felt amazing. I told him that his dick inside of me felt amazing, too. I was so glad that he’d been worked up enough to not even question me about condoms, as I gave him no choice, anyway. I was already impaled and riding hard, loving every raw inch and second of it. I had already been sucking him for quite a while so I didn’t figure the fuck would last very long, but I was determined to get the most of it. He surprised me after a while when he reached up and began to pinch and tug on my nipples. At first it felt really good and got me to ride him harder, but then it got almost painful as he was pulling on them hard. That’s when I realised he wasn’t actually pulling them to hurt me, he was trying to guide me to bend over him, so as I leaned down, relieving the pain, he hunched up and kissed me. Surprise of surprises! He reached a hand around the back of my head and pulled my face down to his, our tongues mashing and twisting in a hot wet dance, all while he rammed up into my ass. At this point he really took over the fuck. He didn’t release me after our lips met. Our mouths were joined for the next several minutes as he pounded up into me and then growled into my mouth as he emptied his balls into my ass. Fuck yeah! He gave me his load. After several minutes, his balls had run dry and his dick eased out of my hole, and he released his hold on my neck. As I sat up, I think the reality of what he’d done sank in and he looked torn. He frowned at me, shaking his head. “Sorry, I don’t usually . . . I mean, I’ve never kissed a guy before. But I love kissing when I cum, so I guess some part of me took over-” “Hey, don't worry about it. I loved it!” I told him. “Really?” he asked, his face lit up now. “Your dick felt great in my ass. You can fuck me any time you want,” I told him, now climbing off of him. Between his boss and him, I was hoping to get a lot of cum for the duration of their job on my street. He got dressed and I walked him to the door. Before heading out he turned around and asked, “Did you mean that?” “What?” I asked. “About fucking you again?” he asked, really nervous about making a fool of himself. How anyone that masculine and hunky and sexy could ever feel that way is beyond me. “Absolutely!” I gushed. “Any time. I love taking loads. The more, the better.” He nodded at me and headed out. I wondered if I’d gone too far about telling him that I love taking so many loads in me. Might be the stuff that freaks a straight guy out. ***Before anyone starts complaining or reprimanding me, there is some bug chasing coming up soon.***

Rod called Jerry in the morning, early. Right after his big drink of his own piss but he was whispering into the phone. Jerry turned up the volume on his end. He asked if he could come by Jerry's for a while after school and before work. He'd do a short session at he gym. Then could he come back after work. Jerry played hard to get, saying,"Well, Rod, I don't know. I have a few errands to run and some supplies to get." Rod pleaded, and Jerry said, all right. But, what do you have in mind. Rod, embarrassed answered, "You know the kind of stuff. The stuff that we do. Please Jerry." Jerry told Rod that Rod better make it worth his while. Rod said, "I don't have much money. My folks bank it all." Jerry answered, "Well, we'll work out another way for you to pay me back. Rod was so exited. His dick stayed hard. He even opened his zipper driving to school and played with it. When he got close to the parking lot, he zipped up. He greeted his friends and excused himself to the restroom. In the stall, Jerry pulled at his piss slit looking in thinking how it felt with the big "sound" in it. He hoped against hope that Rod would stuff his cock full. Rod thought his cock was growing it was so hard. When the first bell rang , Rod headed out and to class, disguising the huge bulge in his pants with some books and folders. He almost ran into a freshman and his books fell, the freshmen went down to pick them up. He was on eye level with Rod's big hard on. The kid flustered and handed Rod his books. Rod hurried to class and sat down. The day was torture. Any chance he got, he thought about Jerry and how Jerry would make him feel. He hoped it would hurt real good. He hope and hoped. Lunch came and went. Finally, the bell. Jerry headed to the parking lot, jumped in the car. He had his dick in his pants with his left hand around it. It felt so good and hard. He almost rubbed it against the zipper, but wanted it pristine for Jerry. He wanted Jerry to do the hurting. How could he tell him without saying it. He'd think of something. He grabbed his gym things and headed to the gym. He worked thru his routine twice as fast as usual. 2 guys were watching him. He didn't know them, but one said, "Take it easy, man. You wear yourself out." Rod laughed saying he only knew high gear. Rod didn't clean up. He didn't change to street clothes. He hurried to Jerry's place. He'd have at least an hour before having to go to work, an hour with Jerry, an hour of Jerry doing those wonderful things to him. He was so excited he broke into a run. more is on the way

It’s no question anymore, Berlin is my favourite city, at least regarding the gay life. I moved from the decent hotel which was payed by my employer and where the French guy bred me to the Hotel Axel. It’s already in the gay quarter and exclusively a gay hotel. Almost every guest is gay. If you connect to any gay apps 5-10 guys at the same place. However I haven’t had sex with them yet. Anyway there are gays everywhere. Therefore, it’s not surprising I had busy 24 hours. After I moved, a guy texted me, he wanted to blow into my throat. He lives close to the hotel. I don’t prefer only sucking but the situation was so exciting I did. Was tasty. After some commitments I went to explore the bars. It was still afternoon, only few were open. I went to the Bull. 2-3 guys inside. I changed my shirt to my harness. Maybe because of it, I became popular. Playing with a supposedly high guy, blowing a gorgeous cock, fucked a cube and being bred by a big-dicked big guy. Previously I chatted with a bearded bearish guy who invented me. He asked me to clean up, so I went to my room and after it I visited him. Was great with huge cock. Passionate and rough sex, as I love. He forced me to fuck him snd fucked me in many different positions. finally I went to the lab.oratory. Amazing place, hundred guys who were totally or almost naked. I was a bit disappointed, because the great number resulted that most of the guys were choosy. My other experiences that only every third or fourth guy was top. So I had to fuck a lot as a top. I enjoy it, but missed the bottom position. I was fucked by only six guys and got only 3 loads. Which would be amazing under normal circumstances but not here. However, the place is awesome and I saw many kinky things. Now I’m lying in my bed because a guy visited me an hour ago. A real dom. we didn’t agree that I would be his slave, but after he facefucked me almost immediately I replied automatically “thank you sir”. And it could be the key. Ha dominated me and I enjoyed. My earn was the double unloads in my hole 😉

Loved it, mate! There were some good suggestions from the guys who responded above: I tried out most of them! Zoo Bar seems to be the most popular at the moment, but had a good time at Reds, the Hole, Bunker, etc. Took sooooo many loads 😉 I just wish there were more options for earlier in the day: the bars don’t really get going till 10:00pm, and I didn’t really take to the whole dunes thing. But all in all, a great holiday- perfect weather, too: I’ll definitely be going back, but might wait for this whole Coronavirus scare to blow over before I book my next trip!

Rod needed to leave, and reluctantly asked Jerry to take out the plug. Jerry knew the lad was hooked. It wouldn't be long and he would be under Jerry's total control. Rod went home, went thru his routine and slept the sleep of the just, dreaming of more learning experiences under Jerry's tutelage. Jerry didn't go to bed. He started working on the booster for his remote control. He would find a way to send Rod into spasms from a greater distance. He would have Rod plugged at school, at work, and anywhere within range with a gentle vibration or a sudden boost. Oh, Jerry knew he had one by the short hairs. Hair, that was something Rod was going to lose, body hair. Jerry would get him to do it by steps. His hairy legs and arms would be last. "Oh, Jerry, you will totally control him. You will make him beg for more and more. But tomorrow, I'll concentrate on his big dick. I'll make it so sore, that he'll have to want it caged for protection," The electric sound would go in and vibrate until Rod would cum violently. Then Jerry would beat that big cock, first with dowels, ending with a leather tawse. From what Jerry had seen, Rod will respond with an ever harder cock. Tomorrow Jerry wouldn't regulate the flow of his urine. He'd give it to Rod flull blast and see if the big jock could take it. Oh, tomorrow was going to be a great day, Jerry fell asleep dreaming of the fun he would have with Rod. He might even phone a friend, or make Rod phone a friend with the electric sound vibrating his big hard cock. He make it a speaker phone call. Yes. But now, sleep.

Jerry fell asleep next to Rod. He wanted to be there when that hunk woke up. But, Rod woke first and shouted, "Jerry, you did it, you got it to go down." The nailed toilet paper roll was loose. Jerry, groggily pulled it off, Rod's rod. The big dick was still the worse for wear and Rod had to piss like a race horse. He ran into the bathroom without closing the door, grabbed the measuring cup, filled it to half, and swallowed it all in Jerry's field of vision, then continued to piss for what seemed like an eternity. Jerry was amazed. It gave him more ideas. Rod presented his still large dick, just not hard to Jerry who examined it. It seemed all right except for puncture wounds and scabs. Jerry turned Rod around and said, let's check the butt out. He pulled out the plug and spooge, watery spooge flowed out. Rod said, "Oh, I feel the medication flowing out. What will we do?" Jerry was ready. He said, "I know you want to go to church. You are a little weak. I'll go with you. Get cleaned up and get dressed. I'll run home and change into church clothes." Jerry hated church. But he knew he had to make Rod owe him more and more. And he wanted to ask Rod about the piss drinking? He had plans for his own piss in Rods tummy and ass. Rod followed his routine perfectly. When Jerry came back, the two got in the car and drove to the church. Jerry got a few looks, but was welcomed home. Rod always got looks form guys and girls, and even a couple of the elders. When the service was over, Rod wanted to go to Sunday school. That was too much and Jerry said, "Rod, Bud, you know Jerry wants what's good for your soul, but your body, too. You better take it easy today. Let's get some food in you. If you want you can go back to church tonight. Will your parents be home" Rod was sure the parents would be home so Jerry had to work fast. His mind raced. When they got back to the house, Jerry said, "Rod, you drink that piss every day?" Rod was embarrassed. He hemmed and Jerry said the only thing better for the body than your own piss and someone else's piss. It has more of the things your body wants. Rod got wide eyed. He loved his piss. He needed it. "Jerry," he said, "I've got to have my piss." Jerry replied, "Of course, but you need to add someone else's at double the rate of your own." Rod thought about it. He said, "where will I get piss? I mean, you can't buy it in the store" Jerry said, "it so happens that I have to piss right now. How much of your own do you take?" Rod told him 4 ounces. Jerry responded, "Well, I'll give you eight ounces or a tad more. It should build you up fast." Rod took a little to long to think about it and Jerry had to say, "Well, if you don't want it." That pushed Rod over the edge. He took Jerry into the bathroom and handed him the measuring cup. Jerry reminded Rod it was best hot from the source. Jerry said, "Rod, I really thing you should take it right from my dick, it won't lose any potency. But if you don't want to... Rod stepped in the shower, saying what if it spills. Jerry had him strip, Jerry worked really hard, pissing and holding, pissing and holding until he had emptied his bladder. He said, "Good work, Rod. That should give you plenty of what you need. "Ah, Jerry," Rod said, "My hole feels so empty, can I have the plug back?" Jerry almost fainted from joy. He had that big jock hooked on taking things up the ass. Soon Jerry would be pissing in it, fucking it, and eventually get some other guys to do the same. But for now, bigger and bigger plus, with a large dose of T in the lube. Jerry looked in his bag, pulled out a small one and inserted it. Rod asked, "Jerry, could I please have a bigger one?" Jerry complied. Considerably bigger. Rod would soon be a cock slut. Jerry knew it even if Rod didn't. Stay tuned for more

Have been away ...missing my local fb’s....so needed to catch up on my return. Met a fb at Steamworks Thursday evening.Hot 32 yo mixed bottom but tops me. Huge cock. Let me suck it till hard then slid it raw into my lubed ass and fucked me in every position for 10 to 15 minutes until he loaded me with his poz seed. Sucked him clean. Friday morning met up with a regular fb. 50, black, 60kg, 5’8”. 9 “ cock. We have been fucking for over 10 years...one or 2 loads a week. Pretty sure he is the one who pozed me 8 years ago. Fucked me on my back...me playing with his nipples...that gets him raw....slid his raw cock deep in me and fucked me for a good 15 minutes till he dumped another load deep in my ass. later in the day met a Latino fuck bud, 36. We had chatted online. He told me he had played the night before in a guy’s car. He got fucked raw and filled with cum. He had not showered. He wanted to cum over and have me clean his ass. He told me to leave the door unlocked and to be naked and blindfolded on my knees in the living room. He let himself in, stripped and presented his ass to my ready tongue. Cleaned his dirty sweaty ass Then he asked to suck his hole and get the cum out of it. I didn’t think there would be any but got a mouthful. He then had me back my hole onto his raw cock. He fucked and filled me with his raw load then had me clean it off. Mmmm.

Another ASSGM classic, this one is short and sweet. [think before following links] https://groups.yahoo.com/neo/groups/assgm-list/conversations/messages/4479 * * * I was standing in the doorway talking to the guy inside. I'm not sure how we started talking, conversation is rarely one of the things that occurs in a place like this. I occasionally frequent the local "bathhouse," this one billed at a gym and club. It has the usual universal gym machine that only gets used by guys quickly trying to pump up, a TV room showing porn movies, and about 50 or so small cubicles with locker, platform bed, and door. I hadn't been there more than 30 minutes and had already fucked the hell out of some tight little guy who had shot his wad in the process and left. Unfortunately - or maybe fortunately - I hadn't dropped my load. I had talked to a guy in the shower who was refreshing himself after some dude tried to suck him dry, he said. He was an older guy decent shape, but not a turn on. He went back to his cube where I found him and was now talking to him. Strictly platonic, though he did occasional adjust his cock under his towel as he sat on his bed. I had actually noticed the cute little blond guy before as I made my first round of the club. He was a little dream, slender, not especially muscled up but still with a nice build, blond as the noon day sun, and a face that could be a model anywhere. There were more than me checking this little prize out as he walked around. Somehow, I sensed this guy had an "attitude." Now, standing in the doorway and talking to Jim, I noticed him walk by, glance at me and peer into the room. I smiled. On his second pass, I said hello, and he stopped just long enough to me to reach out and stroke his back down across his towel-covered little ass. "Nice." I said. "Yeah," he said. "Everybody is trying to get me!" "And were they successful?" I asked. "Not a chance with this crowd. I don't screw around with anybody." I smiled as I kept stroking his back. Then I took his other hand and slid it down to my crotch, letting him feel the size of my growing cock. He looked down as his eyes widened. I glanced at the guy in the room and picked up the imperceptible nod and glint in his eyes. Then in one seamless motion, I moved into the cubicle drawing the little blond with me, shutting the door. He didn't resist. And at this point, all conversation had ended. I pulled the little guy close to me and let my lips pass his to judge his willingness. And they were willing. My tongue probed deeply down his throat, the location that soon would be filled with more than my tongue. I pulled him back and pushed him down to his knees so he could see that bulging tent in my towel. I undid my towel, letting my hard cock spring forward, right into the little guy's face. He didn't hesitate and forced his mouth over the massive head of that heated rod. He was doing pretty well in starting on about eight and a half inches of cock that could probably cut steel at this point. Oh, yes, that's a thick eight and a half inches by the ruler....and on a couple of occasions in a hot group, has even cracked the nine plus inch barrier. That baby is attached to a pretty good body - 6'1", 195 pounds. I've kept in damn good shape, continuing working out from my days when I played college football ten years ago. I'm not bad looking and usually don't suffer from lack of attention, though I must admit - and have been told - I'm a pretty decent, considerate guy. Blondie was sucking like hell, gagging at about half way. I could tell he wasn't the greatest cocksucker I've had. I held the back of his little blond head as I fucked his face, stopping just when I sensed he could take no more. Jim, the guy whose room we were in, reached over and stopped his bobbing head still for a minute as he held a bottle of poppers under his nose. Gasping for air, he breathed deep. Jim looked at me and I smiled, knowing the fury that was soon to come. And it did. When those poppers hit the little blond guy, he went crazy, trying desperately to consume as much saliva-covered cock as he could. I just leaned back and let him work, enjoying the incredible pleasure - both physically and psychologically - on having this sweet little sucking machine on the end of my meat. The most blondie got down his throat was about three-fourths of that rock hard cock. I remained passive as not to hurt him, letting him take as much as he could. Jim, meanwhile, was sitting on the edge of his bed stroking a raging hard, keeping the poppers handy. After another deep intake of poppers, I reached down and literally pulled blondie's head off my cock and turned him toward Jim. With the attack of the poppers raging through his brain, he just continued from one hard cock to the other. Now Jim's cock was an average six plus inches and blondie could take that baby all the way down to the base, and that he did. As he bent over Jim, he exposed his beautiful little ass to me. I slid my hand across the white glowing little cheeks, slipping my hand between the crack. I almost missed feeling his little hole it was so incredibly tight. I dropped down to my knees now, spreading those cheeks apart, and letting my tongue circle that tender little target, causing shudders to run through his body. His body arched back, willingly giving me full access to my objective. My tongue finally dented that little rosebud, letting me feeling him tense and relax as I kept bombarding what was becoming his hole now. His ass was completely shiny with saliva as I eased one finger into that little spot. Going gently - easing in a bit and then pulling back, only to return a little deeper - and alternating with my probing tongue, Ifelt his ass begin to unconsciously beg for more. Finally, I got one finger completely up his tight little hole, finger-fucking him as I felt it become accustomed to that intruder. I stood up now, seeing his blond head bobbing up and down on Jim's cock, Jim's thumb covering a bottle of ready poppers. I pulled my finger out of his hole only to be replaced with my thumb. Another top had taught me this trick years ago. It was just another step up in size as I felt his little body arch up as something larger entered his hole. I started my thumb fucking his hole, pushing in deeply to let the joint stretch his little ring. My other two fingers slipped down on either side of his tight little nuts and small cock, giving leverage and stimulating those little bags of sensation. That also let my thumb drive in and massage the prostate, that internal gland that few know is the center of pleasure. His ass was beginning to go crazy. It was time. I had already opened his tight little ass with two big fingers and loosened it up further with a probing thumb that could have gotten any guy off. I looked at Jim and nodded. He held the poppers under blondie's nose again, this time forcing him to take three long breaths. After grabbing Jim's lube, I pointed my slick cock right at that reddening hole, and let the one-eyed monster slide back across his crack. I felt him tense a bit, but the poppers were beginning to react. I pushed and the head finally made it inside his first ring. I looked down and saw that stretched hole finally covering the edge of that cockhead. I probed a little further, mentally glad that I had loosened his hole before I attempted to fuck him. He arched his back as the pain shot through his body. But I pulled back, stroking gently in the area I had opened up. He had quit sucking now, and had just buried his head on the pillow next to Jim. The poppers had full control over his body now, creating a demand that he couldn't deny, even with any associated pain. I felt his ass rotate and cautiously thrust back. I gave him more, each time going in a bit deeper. He moaned. I looked down and saw I had just about my whole hard rod pegged deep in his stretched hole. I smiled now, knowing I had his ass in complete control and that now the fucking would begin. He arched his back as a couple of more strokes got almost the whole cock into his ass. I pushed him back down and slid in and out a couple of times more, knowing that any pain would subside and give him a feeling of warmth. When I felt he was relaxed enough, I started nice slow stroking, hearing him moan even more. He seemed to relax now, turning his body and glorious ass over to my control. I held his hips as I long-dicked his sweet hole, pulling that glistening cock almost all the way out and then steadily sliding it back in. This continued for a few minutes as I began to pick up speed. Jim was watching wide-eyed, his hand stroking his cock. I motioned for Jim to do his task, and he held the poppers under blondie's nose once again. This time, I took a long hit of poppers, knowing what the wonderful results would be. The poppers took hold of both of our bodies at about the same time. I felt him tense as his insides surrounded my cock. I felt a roaring building in my own sweat-covered body now. I slapped my hands on each of his cheeks, a thumb on each side spreading open that beautiful crack, exposing his stretched hole that was gaining experience fast. As the poppers hit, I slammed the whole length of cock up his ass, causing a muffled cry of terror as that baby took complete control. I would pull back and drive in that insatiable cock in what I thought must be the sweetest ass in the world. I rotated that baby, churning the complete insides of my collapsed partner. I leaned across his back, pulling his non-resisting little body into my hard muscles as I fucked his hole with short but deep little strokes, giving him the pleasure that any bottom guy craves. He virtually gave no resistance now, almost being a collapsed piece of hot flesh serving as a container for my hungry meat. And did that baby feed! I must have fucked his ass for a good half hour as Jim watched in unbelief. I fucked blondie every way imaginable! I turned the little guy on his back and remounted his ass, this time flipping his legs over my broad shoulders as my cock had full access to his well-fucked hole. I long-dicked him continually, driving that monster right up to the limits, feeling those tight little cheeks nestled right into my crotch. I moved forward, forcing his ass up even higher as my cock just simply acted as a battering ram, pumping in and out like an oil well pump! His head was thrashing about as he took cock like a champ! I turned him back over so he was leaning across the bed, his hole now fully opened. I re-entered his sweet little ass in one full thrust, now causing only a continued moan as he buried his head again in the pillow. Jim gave both of us a shot of poppers which I knew would be my last. I wasn't going to hold back much longer. As the poppers again hit both of our bodies, I drove in with a final hunger, letting that great cockhead feed deep inside this hot little body. I grabbed his hips for leverage as I started to hit the Big O. He was screaming into his pillow as that massive cock tore into his ass repeatedly, scoring direct hits into parts this little guy didn't know existed. That pulsating cock poured out massive amounts of boiling juice, coating his insides with all that cockhead spit out into him. It lasted what I though was a century - and wished it had been - but I knew was less than a minute. It was probably 45 seconds of pure emotional and physical pleasure, satisfying the primordial urges that we have all had since the beginning of mankind. As I came down from that incredible climax and the poppers began to loosen their effect, I kept stroking in and out of his ass, now with a steady rhythm. I looked at Jim who was staring in amazement, still stroking his cock. I motioned him over as he stepped into the saddle where I had opened up a wonderful love pit. He started fucking, sliding effortlessly into that well-fucked hole that was fully lubed with a hot load of cum. Blondie just kept his head down in the pillow, letting this new cock take whatever it wanted from the remainder of his hole. I stepped around Jim who was now fucking like a machine. I opened the door a crack and found about several guys standing there. They had been listening intently to the sexual sounds of conquest coming through the door. I smiled as I stood in the door, my towel again wrapped around my sweat-covered body. I motioned for the two best looking bodies to step inside. Others crowded around to get a view, but I held control of the door. Still, they could see Jim fucking this sweet little blond ass while the other two guys now inside lubed up their hard cocks. I pulled the door shut, hearing it click with the secured lock and headed off to the showers. I smiled, knowing that this would be one humbled guy, a literal whore now, his arrogance replaced with more cocks than most guys get in a couple of months.

cock & balls shouldn't smell like soap or cologne they should smell like cock & balls unshaved balls smell better

This going to be a great weekend to become poz for him

Need a load tonight

Hahaha! They really love getting fucked "doggy"style. l'm not surprised by that or the thirst for bug juice , I'm just surprised how much she brags about it. NO shame whatsoever. lt's so nasty it's hot. l like that she's not in chastity and STILL never uses her useless cock. Her cock cage is even hotter cause it's mental. She's not so much a faggot as a female with an ornamental cock.

Having the doorman in a hotel come up to my room to drop a load in me after he watched several guys come and go. Being texted by a top that he needs a hole and you've don't remember him but tell him right away to come fuck you. Seeing a neighbor's shock when he asks about the cars coming and going but then you get his horny load later that night.

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Part 19 - March 2019 The first month of his job Darren had shadowed and learnt the ropes around several theatres all owned by the same group. Keeping his head down and impressing the production manager who hired him, he wasn't afraid of hard work and didn't shy away from any task. during the third week of March he was allowed to run a dress rehearsal of a show whilst being monitored. Sam was busy teaching and rehearsing with Byron for Top Hat in the studio and due to the day time hours they were keeping Byron didn't cross paths with Darren. Byron was happy for Sam and enjoyed listening to how much he was in love with Darren and how he had won his parents over. Kurt was back in America for a few weeks and Sam had decided to cool things off with him since he got everything with his boyfriend who had certainly got better at sex. Darren would work out early morning with Sam in the gym and he was now being able to go for longer, several times a week they would meet Michael, where as Tony only worked out at weekends. Michael loved flirting with Darren and always helped him out on the weight bench. Darren sat there waiting for Sam to finish his run on the treadmill when Tony appeared and kiss Michael before heading off to work and inviting Sam and Darren for dinner on Saturday. Sam gave a thumbs up still running and Darren laughed and said yes along as Michael stopped flirting with him jokingly. Tony laughed and told Darren he had no hope that happening slapping Michael's ass he walked out. The Wednesday turned out to be a fairly ordinary day for Darren, he was walking back to the flat having finished earlier than expected. Riding up in the elevator and exiting walking along the corridor he unlocked the door and could hear voices coming from the lounge, quietly he closed the front door. "In here" Sam called and walked out of the lounge smiling. Darren looked nervous "Sorry I should have called to let you know" he said watching Sam walk towards him. Sam kissed him "Come on, time to put your past behind you" he said holding Darren's hand walking to the lounge. Darren walked in and looked at Byron sat there in shorts and no shirt "Byron" he said. Byron stood up and walked over to Darren "Great to see you Darren" he said hugging him. Sam looked worried at Darren's cool reaction "You okay?" he asked. Darren nodded "I think so" he said looking at Sam then Byron "Payback time!" he remarked. Sam looked confused "Darren here said he wanted to fuck me" Byron said seeing Sam's face. "I should warn you Byron, he is fucking good" Sam said chuckling "only condition is that I can watch". Darren looked at Sam and squeezed his ass "Don't worry you will be up next mind you" he said. Sam shook his head coyly "Maybe tonight I can fuck you?" he asked. Darren opened his eyes wide "But I thought you liked getting it?" he said confusingly. "I do" Sam laughed "but I like to fuck as well" he replied seeing a smile on Darren's face. Byron took hold of Darren's other hand "Let's get this over with" he said dragging Darren to the bedroom. Darren felt Sam gently pushing him almost like he was saying that sex with Byron was approved. He looked at Byron and his head telling him that finally he would get revenge, his heart though was on a different wave length being in the moment. Suddenly he stood in the bedroom where Byron undressed, Darren looked at his remarkable body and could see now how he had overpowered him that day. His chest mostly smooth apart from a faint line of hair running down the centre of his body to a trimmed pubic hair region. His arms went up in the air feeling Byron taking his top off, Darren gasped quietly feeling the lips of Byron's mouth kissing his chest and nipples, his hands caressed the side of Darren's body moving lower and lower and slipping inside his jeans popping the buttons open one by one. Falling to the floor Darren stepped out of his jeans and underwear, he placed his hands on Byron's shoulders and pushed him down to his knees guiding his cock towards Byron's mouth. Byron couldn't believe how big Darren was coming face to face with his cock and pressing against his lips, happily he opened his mouth tasting Darren then slipping his mouth down further on the shaft. Darren looked up at the ceiling 'oh fuck' he said feeling the warm moistness of Byron's mouth devouring his cock, expertly applying the right amount of pressure he finally looked down to see Byron staring up at him with his mouth full of cock. Sam laid on the bed playing with his cock watching 'good isn't he?' he said to Darren who simply nodded unable to form words through the pleasure he felt. The cool air rushed around his cock feeling the tongue working back up his body. Neither spoke instead they kissed for several moments until Darren pulled back spinning Byron around pushing him on the bed. Byron heard him spitting and felt the saliva running down his crack, immediately his cock followed prodding at Byron's hole easing it open. Byron laid there helpless. Moaning and looking up at Sam who was smiling and rubbing his cock, Byron pushed his ass up taking more of Darren's cock inside him. Taking the cue Darren pushed down harder deeper and deeper inside he went, giving two then three hard thrusts he watched Byron's hands gripping the duvet and moaning louder 'shit' Byron yelped feeling the intense thrusting, Darren eased up for a moment 'Shut up and take it like a good bitch' he said smirking then ground his cock hard against Byron's ass. Placing his hands on Byron's lower back holding him down on the bed there was no mistaking that Darren was going to fuck Byron and fuck him hard. Darren was surprised how turned on Byron was showing, gone was all the hatred for him. Instead he produced long assertive strokes that caught Byron off guard and he laid there revelling in enjoyment. Byron raised his head and looked over his shoulder at Darren smiling at him. Darren smirked and gently slapped Byron's ass several times 'holy fuck' he mumbled burying his head back in the duvet moaning louder from each of the deep penetrating thrusts coming from Darren's cock. Sam resisted as long as possible before clambering across the bed and grabbing Byron by his hair raising his head then pushing his cock in to Byron's mouth. Darren leaned over and pulled Sam closer and kissed him, his breathing was erratic trying to control his orgasm, unable to believe he was involved in a threesome with these two hot guys. Sam broke the kiss moaning from Byron working his cock hard, he looked Darren in the eye 'love you so much' he whispered then cried out 'fuck'. Sam looked down gripping hold of Darren's shoulder hard, his cock ejaculating it's load in to Byron's mouth. Quickly Sam knelt down and kissed Byron taking his cum of Byron's mouth, Darren watched Sam kneeling up again with cum dribbling down his chin and kissed Darren by surprise. Darren tasted it finding it weird to start with but he quickly licked at Sam's tongue their lips closing tight to each other. Byron twisted and sought Sam's still rock hard cock in his mouth. Darren felt Sam raise his body kissing harder and causing Darren to jolt forward twice, Byron cried out 'fuck yes' filled the room. Darren powered his hips down hard and held his cock deep inside Byron unloading multiple volleys of his seed in to him. Sam smiled and kissed Darren then allowed him to collapse forward pinning Byron firmly down embedded on his cock. He knew exactly how Byron felt from the first time he got fucked by Darren. Laughing he laid on the bed and looked at Byron who was grinning, Sam was still horny and need to leash another load out. "What do you think of my boyfriend then?" Sam asked chuckling. Byron shook his head "I couldn't take that every night" he replied still pushing his ass up on to Darren's cock. Darren bit Byron on the neck lightly "Was it to much for you?" he asked. Byron turned his head to look at Darren "Almost, do you forgive me?" he asked. Sam chuckled "Kiss and make up please" he asked them both. Darren leaned forward and kissed Byron "You are nearly forgiven" he said "I will have to fuck you again". Byron giggled "I would like that Darren" he replied. Sam stood up off the bed "Byron is staying the night Darren, would you like him to sleep in here with us?". Darren slowly extracted his cock "If you are okay with that" he said "but I want you tonight as well". Sam walked around and kissed him "Like you need to ask" he replied. Suddenly he found himself falling back on the bed, giggling he quickly realised that Darren was licking his body working his way up 'Fuck this is hot' Byron remarked. Sam saw his legs looming towards his face then arched his back almost squealing, Darren licked and probed Sam's hole with his tongue and spat on it then raised his body up holding Sam's legs over his shoulders. Sam looked up in to Darren's eyes and caressed the side of his face, he suddenly gasped and moaned feeling his hole opening for Darren's cock, it seemed to glide in softly and deep until he could go no further. Steadily he built up pace and intensity loving how Sam reacted looking deep in to his eyes. Even Byron could see the incredible spark of love between them. Sam pulled Darren's head down closer to his own and Darren kissed him quickly then looked him in the eye again 'I love you' he said quietly in between taking breaths knowing his orgasm was quickly building. Sam leaned up and kissed Darren tenderly and put his arms around Darren's neck holding him close. His pace changed in to deep, fast but gentle fucking. Sam felt the change and the twitching starting in Darren's cock 'oh yes, oh Darren' he almost pleaded rolling his head back as Darren thrusted in and held his cock deep allowing his love to pass in to his boyfriend. Darren buried his head against Sam's chest riding out his orgasm, his body jolted like an electric shock was running through him. He kissed Sam's neck and finally his mouth then extracted his cock almost stumbling going lightheaded from standing up to too quickly then laughed gaining his composure. Sam just laid there looking at the ceiling with the biggest grin on his face. "That's both of you banged up" Darren proudly said rubbing his cock. Sam lifted his head and looked at Byron "You mind if I..." Sam was about to ask Darren. "Of course you can" Darren said giving Byron's dick a rub "I will go make dinner after I shower". Darren disappeared in to the bathroom hearing the unmistakable sexual moan from Byron, he peered back and saw Sam burying his cock deep in to Byron in one movement. Darren watched for a moment before stepping in to the shower. Byron knew how to work Sam's cock. Rewarded as Sam began pounding away at Byron like a crazed animal, the moans coming in quick succession from the continuous onslaught from Sam. Darren dried himself and could still hear Sam going at him he walked back in to the bedroom almost astonished at how hard Sam was drilling him. His arrival coincided with Sam orgasm as he pushed down harder, watching Byron's face flushed his eyes almost rolling back in his head taking Sam's load that mixed in with Darren's. Sam rolled on to his back breathing heavily and smiling at Darren. "No way are you doing that to me!" Darren remarked "hell you can fuck" he said shaking his head. Sam felt the bed moving as Byron got on his knees "You need to try it Darren" Byron said. He climbed in between Sam's legs and lifted them up "My turn now" Byron said grinning. Darren watched the two muscled bodies going at it again and left them to it. Strangely he found it overly enticing knowing that the three of them could have sex like this and it didn't seem to bother him. Even though Byron was there Sam still focused on Darren which showed how much he really did love him. Darren had dinner nearly ready when Sam appeared wearing his shorts and socks giving Darren a very loving kiss then laid the table for dinner. Byron appeared with his hair still damp and he walked over to Darren and kissed him just as lovingly then rested his head on his shoulder for a few moments. Darren put his arm around Byron and kissed his forehead 'I forgive you but can you forgive me?' he asked quietly, Byron hugged him harder 'Yes' he replied and kissed Darren again. The evening went by with Sam letting Darren and Byron doing most of the talking and finally they got to know each other properly. Half expecting the night in bed to end up being a torrent of sexual activity it was quite the opposite, Darren got his way with Sam and also took Byron's cock in his mouth trying to suck it whilst fucking Sam. It took him a while to get the balance right and successfully blew Byron off, taking his mouth away since he wasn't ready for a mouth full of cum. He felt splatters of Byron's cum hitting his chin and dripping down on to Sam underneath him. Darren laid down on the bed like a child in a candy shop, he never expected that real gay life would be such an adventure. Byron and Sam cuddled up next to him in the darkness, hands touching and gently caressing each other. The bond that seemed to have formed that night between the three of them grew and grew over the years. The love that grew between Darren and Byron never faded, but no where near the scale of love he had for Sam.

One thing you could do is pay a little more attention and not put your personal ad right below a message that reads "This section is for FICTION."

I wake up feeling the bed rustle and hear heavy breathing. I’m no longer wrapped around my boy, but hugging a pillow. It’s right in my face, blocking any view. It’s still daytime, though, and our room is well lit. I remain still as I become coherent. My dick is rock hard, as always when I wake up. I begin to make sense of what’s going on - Martin is no doubt trying to fuck my boy again. My stomach drops. Jealously starts to kick in.. thinking about Martin owning Ryan, stretching his hole to the point of no return, and filling his guts. We’re not even on prep. Ryan’s being so risky. My jealous anxious pit in my stomach makes my dick flex harder. Why the hell is it turning me on? It’s silent in the room aside from their breathing and the soft rustling of sheets. I slowly push the pillow down to get a peak. Ryan is face down with Martin laying fully on his back. Martins right arm is around Ryans neck. Martin is kissing the back of Ryans neck and ear. Ryan strains to breath and lightly moans. Martin is slowly thrusting while flexing his arm thats around Ryans neck, to hold him in place as he sinks deeper into his ass. Martin whispers into my boys ear “you want more of my cum? The entirety of my 4 day load?” Ryan whispers back “yes, I want all of it.” I can’t believe what I’m hearing. This is too much. Then Martin turns his head and looks at me right in the eyes. An evil smirk comes across his face and he thrusts more violently and deeper. Ryan moans “aahh” in mixed pain and pleasure. Ryan surely feels Martins dick deep in his stomach and his hole ripping. I behind to fist my dick and jack off. I can’t help but stroke. As Martin starts to pick up pace, he barks at me “Tom, come get a better view from behind me.” I quickly crawl off the bed and stand behind them. My gaze starts at Martins muscular furry ass cheeks flexing while he digs in, as he pulls back I see his dark pink ass hole through his thick black fur and his massive bull balls hanging below. He slows his thrusts and as he pulls back, I can see how taught Ryans hole is around his soda-can thick shaft. He continues to pull out, all the way out. Ryan exhales in relief. Ryans hole gapes and looks like it’s breathing. It’s more red than I’ve ever seen. Martins uncut meat is rock hard and is also red. It’s blood. As Martin thrusts a bit, poking his dick head around he smears Ryans ass blood around on Ryans inner thighs. “Tom, put me back in. Feel my dick fill Ryan.” I’m fisting my dick with my left hand while I guide his blood and cum-slick dick back into Ryans raw hole. I watch the foreskin slowly roll back onto the Martins shaft as his bare dick head disappears into my boys guts. I caress Martins huge balls as they tighten. Ryan cries out again “uhhh oh fuck.” I feel Ryan push his ass up to swallow more of Martins dick. I’m so close to cumming, I have to stop jerking myself and look away from the hole. My gaze wanders up Martins beefy, animalistic back. Then I notice a dark red circular tattoo hidden under his fur, sprawling across his right shoulder blade. It’s a giant biohazard sign with what depicts blood dripping from the sharp points. Does this mean Martin positive? He’s already fucked one massive load in Ryan and about to another into his raw fertile ass. Martin says to me “How’s the view? You know my dna will always be with him.” Is this poz talk? Ryan has no idea. It’s already too late, I can’t stop them. Martin growls right into Ryans ear “You want my seed?” Ryan quietly responds “Yes, always.” Martin picks up his pace thrusting and moans “Ahhhh” I watch Martins asshole and balls flex and pump as they unload the venom. He whispers into his ear “Take it. It’s yours. Carry my dna.” Ryan pushes his ass hole back onto Martins dick, to squeeze ever drop out. Ryan cries out “ah fuck, ahh” and he cums without touching his own dick. I didn’t even realize that I was stroking this whole time, and am also set over the edge. My dick explodes harder than it ever has, jetting onto Martins ass cheek and then onto the floor. I feel my abs flexing to fully empty my balls. I can’t believe how turned on I am. I start to realized what just transpired and stand there in shock. I stare at martins massive death stick slowly exit my boys hole. Ryans hole is destroyed and gaping. A stream of white cum and blood start to pour out of his wide-open hole. I can see directly inside him, and the massive pool of cum. Martin rolls off Ryan onto his back. Ryan reaches back to feel his broken hole. He fingers himself, first with one finger, then three fingers. Is he massaging the cum into his walls? Then he brings his finger up to his mouth and tastes it. My mouth hangs open, in awe. I look over at Martin. Martin gives me the same evil smirk and raises his finger to his mouth making the “shh” sign. Martin breaks the silence “I like Ryan being filled with me.” I lay down on the bed in between them. My dick seems to still be hard. Ryan scoots his ass into my crotch and my dick starts to enter him. Ryan doesn’t even flinch, it’s like he barely notices or feels it. Ryan says to me “Let’s sleep like this. Keep it in there.” He pushed back on my dick harder. I can tell hes trying to flex his hole, but nothing is hardly happening. Is Ryan using my dick as a plug? Martin scoots up behind me, to be the big spoon, and wraps his arms all the way around both Ryan and me. Ryan lets go of my hand and holds hands with Martin. My stomach drops in jealousy of them holding hands, but my dick remains rock hard.

I’m 19 and get hit on all the time by older men, some I would nothing to do with and some I can’t wait till they are fucking me. The one who fisted for the first time is over 70 and when he is around I can get into the sling fast enough. It’s not about the age but how you act.

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

I think the key is being open and honest with yourself as well as your partner. Maybe he isn’t the perfect match. You may need someone that is like you. I play with couples that are total whores with other men but have a loving and caring relationship with each other. Men are men. We need to be what nature made us not what society thinks we should be.

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

Arse sore after a number of good poundings. Went to my usual sauna and was initially disappointed with numbers and activity. This was highlighted by the first person to actually mount me proceeded to put on a condom before pounding me mercilessly. Another guy was too impatient to be fucked and wanted me to enter me before I was fully erect. However, the sheathed guy pulled out and was immediately replaced by another guy with a large and thick cock, who continued my heavy assault of my arse but his cock was bare. I then had one of the many interruptions the sauna now irritatingly does when workers come round to clean the darkroom, thus stopping any enjoyable activity in mid flow! However, I have now found refuge in the glory hole area, where I managed to get into the far cubicle, where I was joined by a well-built guy, who after I'd sucked to a massive full erection turned me round and gave me another bare onslaught of my arse. I returned to the darkroom to attempt to fuck the guy from before now my cock was erect, but this time he mounted me and then proceeded not to move I don't get what he wanted, yes my dick was in him bare, but I wasn't going to come without some participation on hios part! Finally I received a double violation of my already sore behind. First the thick-cocked guy finished what he'd started earlier and then the guy who'd previously fucked me with a condom, applied copious lube to my anus and this time fucked me bare, coiming to a much appreciated climax.

The cravings aren't going to go away. Just do it and let yourself enjoy the moment…

Which park (roughly speaking)? I went to Westgate Park this morning before dawn rather than drive back to Gippsland when I might’ve been a little ‘worse for wear’. Good morning, it was. Got fucked and loaded by two guys.It was so good, I’m still at 80.

The dunes thing is the Maspalomas Dunes. Plenty of gay men sunbath there (nude) and have sex.

As someone who has endured an anal fissure and the surgery needed to correct it, I cannot imagine how such a piercing could be performed safely, or tolerated for the length of time required for healing, which would be extensive - you’re basically talking about developing a long fistula between the rectum and the perineum. It would be prone to constant infection and be nearly impossible to keep clean of fecal material. Plus, every bowel movement would have the tendency to force the ring to rotate outward from the anus, having the effect of trying to pull the perineum end through the fistula. Also, bear in mind that the rectum is part of the colon, i.e., an organ - piercings are not meant to pass through the walls of organs. If a person were to present at a hospital with a puncture leading from a point along the perineum to an entry into the anorectal cavity such as we see here, I suspect it would be considered a bowel perforation. To be honest, the concept is so impractical that I have to question whether this isn’t just a really good photoshop job.

just dumped my load in a poz tranny cumdump who had a few loads swimming around in her sloppy community owned fuckhole. I have fucked her many times as a boy and as a girl and can't decide which way I prefer the slut. Either way, the pussy is sweet and usually WELL lubed. Fucked her in a cute miniskirt, halter top and short brown wig

Ever since this thread and another similar one called Bottoms Who Fuck You Back were started, I've tried to pay attention to when and why I move while getting fucked. I think my previous answers are still valid, but I'd like to add one more reason it happens. One night, while I was getting fucked in a sling, I discovered I have a different type of movement that is just reflexive. The best way to describe it is to imagine a dog. If you scratch his belly, sometimes you'll touch that one spot that makes his leg move. The faster you scratch, the faster it moves. It can be funny to see but everyone likes doing it, including the dog. The point is, the dog isn't trying to move – it's just a reflex. So I was on my back in the sling and I found I was pulling my legs back sort of in rhythm to the fuck. I wasn't trying to move and couldn't move in that position, but if I were flipped over, that leg action would have me pushing back to fuck myself on the cock. It's not something intentional, not something that happens with every top or every fuck, but when things are right, you might hit a spot that makes your bitch move.

Part three. Freddy went into the room and saw the most gorgeous man he had ever seen in his life. He was the perfect man to him. Then he remembered this was no man but his God. Freddy fell to his knees and this God said, "Good, you are a quick learned. I like that. Stand up and remove your robe. You can look at me as I am the one you worship. I want you to worship not just me but all of me." Freddy disrobed and gazed upon this deity. He had Tattoos and piercings all over his body. His frame was perfect in that he had the right amount of muscles. It was his huge cock that really made Freddy gasp. It was huge. He never saw one so long and thick in his life. Even in pictures. He got hard quickly. "Oh no, none of that now." Master grabbed Freddy and pressed on a spot behind his balls. "You no longer get to decide when you get hard. I get that decision. Understand?" "Yes Master." Freddy replied. "Good, you l now that I am your unholy God. Your evil Lord. Now I will require you to wear this I instruct you to remove it. And since I have the key that will be enforced." He held up a chastity cage destined for a dick. It fit him perfectly. Almost as if the Master knew he would need it for Freddy. Master led Freddy to a bed. No it was not a bed but an examination table. It was like the one you find in OB/GYN doctor offices. "Lie on here." Freddy was told. As his master commanded Freddy obeyed. His Master positioned Freddy so his legs were in the stirrups and locked in. His hands were also tied up. Master then said to Freddy, "Do you knowingly and willingly give yourself to me. Your mind, body soul and health for all of eternity?" "Yes my most Unholy Master." Freddy replied. His life had changed so much since this morning. "Do you accept my gift?" "Yes." Master nodded in approval. He stepped away to turn off all the light in this room and turned a red light over Freddy. He then started a fire in the fireplace and inserted something into the flame. Then he grabbed a metal container and a rod with a pentagram on the top. "This is called an aspergillum. It belonged to a priest I converted. It used to be used for holy water but now I modified it and use it for something unholy." Mater started chanting in a language Freddy did not understand. he dipped the aspergillum in the container and sprinkled it on Freddy. It was sticky and tasted salty. He knew it was cum. Then Master took a knife and pierced the tip of his own left thumb. Just enough to draw blood. He then used the thumb to make a mark on Freddy. "Now it is time. You are going to get my Death Cock now." Master put his hands under Freddy's ass and pulled him as far up as his tied up body would allow. "My Demon Dick is going to give you my Toxic Gift. You will have it for the rest of your life which now is mine." Freddy was scared, excited and turned on. Master spit on his tip and started to push his Death Cock into Freddy. The spit was the only lube he was going to get. Freddy could feel his inside tearing open has Master kept forcing his Demon Dick into him. "You are nice and tight. I can feel you bleeding on me. Good. You are an open vessel to me. Your body wants what I am giving it." Freddy screamed in pain as Master pushed his whole dick inside of him. He could feel his Master's balls hitting him as Master kept thrusting and thrusting. "Do you worship me?" "With all me heart." "Do you serve me?" "YES!" "You are a good little fuck. I am enjoying this more than usual." "Thank you Master." Freddy could feel every thrust. It was like getting punched in the gut. But it was also the most wonderful feeling he had ever felt. He wished it would go on forever. "Get ready. My first shot of my Toxic Demonic Death Cum is getting ready to enter you." Freddy could feel it. He felt every bit of cum in his ass. Master was not done. He had stamina like no other. He is a God. Freddy was blessed to receive four more loads of cum from Master before he was finished. Master then took a butt plug, a small one, and inserted it as he removed the dick that had converted him. "You will keep this in until I tall you as well. I want as little of my Toxic blessings to escape as possible." Freddy was too worn out to do anything but nod. Master untied Freddy and carried him to a chair with a pitcher of water next to it. "Drink now. I want you healthy because we are not done yet. Freddy did as told. His master then said "On your knees again. Worship my Demon Dick." Freddy did that. "Kiss the tip." He did and could taste the leftover cum on it. "Kiss everyone of my tattoos." Master then removed the item from the flames. It was a branding Iron. "I only do this for the worshipers I have the most special plans for." With that the brand was applied right onto Freddy's chest, right where his heart is. Freddy endured the pain for his Master. It was the biohazard symbol with a99 in it as well. "This marks you as mine." Master then picked up Freddy again and took him to another room. In it was a tub that was filled halfway with a salty smelling liquid. Freddy was placed in. "I now baptize you in my name. I here by change your name. I shall rename you Allister. He was one of my most devoted followers." Freddy, no Allister now, was then given a piercing through his left nipple and a tattoo of a stylized plus sign on his stomach. "This is just the beginning for you. I am going to give you a sedative so you will sleep through the pain of being marked for me. Tomorrow your new life begins. As Allister fell asleep the last thing he knew was his Master, once again, fucking his ass. Well it was no longer his to control.

Part Two. Freddy was not sure what to do next. His first thought was to run away and get out of there. He was not here to any of this. Just have a little fun and then go home. "Kid, this is what you want. You just never knew it." Freddy nodded. "Kid I want you to show you something." Seth removed his shirt to reveal his own biohazard tattoos. It was located on his right ass cheek. "My Master gave me both gifts. He gave me this tattoo and he gave me the wonderful gift of pozzing me. Getting HIV was the second best thing to happen to me. The first was becoming a follower of Master. He is my God. I am not his only follower. He had pozzed, blessed and baptized many worshipers. I truly believe you were divinly brought to me so I could introduce you to him. He will give you what you are missing in your life, in more ways than one. Now, go get dressed and meet me up front." Freddy said "Okay." As he was leaving the man who said to not go into that area before just shook his head and had a look on his face to showed that he thought Freddy was wrong. A streak of defiance hit him. "Go fuck yourself and mind your own fucking business." The man behind the counter shook Freddy's hand and whispered to him, "Welcome to the family. He is a God worthy of worship." Seth had his car all ready when Freddy walked out. "Hop in." They drove to a house about an hour away. Seth told him that this was his house. He needed to do some things to Freddy first. "Master wants new converts to be a certain way when someone brings them to Him. First get naked because I am going to give you an enema then you need to take a shower and shave off all the hair on your body except for your head and eyebrows. There are plenty of razors and if you need help I will do so. Also, make sure you scrub your pits. Master hates deodorant and perfumes. Natural smells only." Freddy did as he was instructed. Shaving his legs proved problematic and Seth helped. Seth rubbed some kind of lotion that had no smell on him. "This will soften your skin and make sure you get no razor bumps." When they were done Freddy was handed some new clothes. They looked like religious garb. In one of the pockets he found a bag containing his wallet, keys, phone and $250 dollars in cash. Freddy forgot that was promised to him for his camera work. "Now that you are clean on the inside and outside we are ready to meet our Master." Seth drove him a few blocks away to a house that looked like any typical suburban home. Except when they got inside it took on a completely different feel. It was dark and lit by a few candles. Freddy was led to a set of double doors. "Leave the bag with your stuff in it that basket over there." As he did his Seth said, "I will be back when you are done." A voiced said, "Enter." So Freddy did just that. Now he was going to meet his new God. Part Three soon

Back in the 1960s-1970s, my dad and uncle were volunteer firemen. From time I was a kid, I had the run of the place whenever I went with them. Sitting in one fire truck to the next. I would walk around by myself. There were showers, and pool tables, and other things in the rec hall upstairs. As I got older and more curious, I would find guys paying attention to me and letting me catch them in the showers or up in the rec room alone looking for fun. Over the years, I probably j/o suck/ got sucked by close to ten firemen during my hs years

I think I love being locked up in a sling is that I have no real control over who fucks me or how they fuck me. I’m completely at the mercy of who put me in the sling and who’s fucking me. I also love being blindfolded in the sling and not being able to see but only feel who’s fucking me. I go a regular party where I usually end up taking a turn in the sling at least once during the night, it’s so hot and I always leave leaking and used.

I love pissing down a faggots throat just to remind it what a subhuman whore it is and let it know that I don't have any respect for it. Like all the other men, I'm just using the bitch. Difference is l don't pretend to think its anything but another cumdump.

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

I don't do it to punish them. I do it to remind them what they are. Submissive fucktoys and cumholes that I can do whatever I want to. I also do it because it's fun to beat a cumdump and then make it beg for my cock, piss down its throat and make it thank me, make it beg me to strangle it unconscious then choke them out and wake them up with my forearm up their ass.

I was really nervous. I suppose a gangbang with strangers was fundamentally different than being a cumdump for people I . . . sort of knew. Of course the ten or twelve I was told would be there might turn out to be more. I was wondering how many more it would take for me to decide I wanted to stop. I had been used by five guys before, some of them used me in the mouth as well as the ass. Four was more common at Alpha house, if I stayed for a whole six hour shift. The blow jobs were mostly to get guys hard, and didn’t include a lot of hard facefucking. I was sure I didn’t want to take on forty guys, or anything like that. Especially since these were all fairly young guys; under twenty six, was what I was told. At that age a lot of them would go twice, and a few three times. So, even 12 guys might be way more than I have ever done in a night. My invitation said come to the front door, and ask if anyone here wanted to fuck my face, or ass. If they said yes, I should say “Thank you sir.” (Evidently, not the creative writing department.) I got there right at the time it said on the invitation, 8:30. I knocked on the door. It took a while for someone to answer. Since I hadn’t actually seen the guy who came to Alpha house, it really didn’t matter who answered. It was a fairly ordinary looking college age kid. He said, “Yeah?” “Sir, does anyone here want to fuck my face, or my ass?” I asked. Their party, their script, I figured. “Someone tell Jerry his faggot’s here!” The kid said, and stepped aside slightly. I stepped in, going no further than the entryway. I wasn’t sure if I was suppose to thank the kid, so I decided silence was at least minimally respectful. Everyone in the front room was staring directly at me. Almost everyone was male, but there were a few girls in the room, which wasn’t really crowded. The kid who answered the door seemed to feel like he was finished, and wandered away. It seemed a fairly long time, but that might have been nerves. It might have been because everyone had stopped talking, and were now speaking in whispers to each other. One of the guys walked up to me, and said rather loudly, “Hey, Cuntface! Glad to see you’re on time, let's get you started.” He turned me toward the other side of the room, and walked behind me, pushing me ahead of him. We went into the next room, and then into an open area off the main hallway. There were a few padded chairs, and the back of one of them had a beach towel draped over it. The guy must have been Jerry, which made me his faggot. “Gimme your clothes, I'll put them in the closet for you, while you’re busy getting gang banged.” A group of guys had followed us from the front room, seven or eight of them, not counting Jerry. Everyone watched while I took off my clothes, and gave them to Jerry. I handed him the tube of lube I had brought, before the clothes. Jerry left me standing there, and walked out of the room. He came back almost immediately, I suppose the closet was in the next room. He put the tube of lube on the table next to the towel draped chair. My ass was already pretty well lubed up. “Okay, guys!” Jerry called out, “blowjobs on the left, butt fucks on the right.” I could see that Jerry had never done this before. The chair was too high for anyone under 6’2 to use for fucking with me bent over it from behind, and if I did that, the guys I was sucking off would be ten or twelve inches away from my mouth, standing in front, or sitting in the chair, with me hanging over their shoulder. Guys kneeling on the chair might be able fuck my ass, if they were pretty agile. Then the blowjobs would be for the six foot guys, and would require a lot of effort to, well, fuck up into my face. “Can I kneel in front of the chair, and then take guys in my ass from behind me?” I finally said, after no one else could figure out how to do this. One of the group decided to move the towel, dropped his pants to his ankles, and sat down. I was sucking the first cock while the rest of them started lining up for their turns. It still wasn’t going smoothly, but at least I didn’t have to talk about it. The first guy was really eager, and wasn’t interested in a lot of tongue action. He grabbed my head in both hands and went down my throat hard and fast right from the start. He was rock hard, and I could already feel his legs trembling. I felt someone grab my hips, and knew I was about to get the first guy in my ass, and the guy in my mouth started grunting. There really wasn’t any time with both guys fucking, since the first one came before the one behind me got his cock hard enough to go in. It was pretty much the same for the first four or five guys. I was getting ass fucked for a while, then face fucked. With a lot of talk about the chair. I was out of the loop on advice. Someone finally got everyone to quit trying to use the chair. The two guys who used me first after that were really big, strong guys. Football types. They held me with their hands on my armpits, and hips, and worked together. Hard thrusting both cocks in and then pulling out. They both lasted a fairly long time before getting out of sync as they got ready to cum. It was a little painful, but I wanted it to go on, and hoped the rest of them were learning something. Pretty much the best part was the way they tossed me aside after they finished cumming. I was a whole lot less worried about there being too many of them. I wanted more, so far, and there were only about six guys left in the room.

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

Fuck yeah...absolutely luv sweaty ball sacks, cocks, pits, feet, fuck soxs, boots, sneaks...snif, snif, lick, slurp...kiks and chucks!! Opens my hole wide and gets me sooooo horned for hot, sizzlin man SEX!!!

A few little things I enjoy about being a cumdump: -Rushing to a dinner on a biz trip after being bred and having no time to clean up...and the awesome slippery feeling of my freshly fucked hole and the cum running out of me as I sit with my Associates -Being fucked and bred in the play room of a gay resort, only to have the Top say, “Wait right there...I’m going to send my boyfriend in to fuck you”...and to have the BF fuck and breed me just minutes later -Having a hot, scruffy guy at Burning Man reach down into my pants after he learns I love to bottom and having him get super hard and exclaim, “Oh, fuck! You let guys cum inside of you?” when he fingers my cummed up hole

So the older big bearded bear Earl, who fucked me at last weekend's party, invited me over on Saturday evening, for some dinner and fucking. He lives in a rural area, so I had to drive about 45 minutes to get there. He greets me at the door wearing jeans, boots, and a leather harness only. His gray beard looked even bigger than before, hanging down past his nipples and onto his very large belly. I found this really sexy. He tells me to get naked, and walks into the kitchen. I strip quickly, and stand there in the living room naked with my boner sticking out. He walks back in the room, hands me a cocktail, and tells me to drink it all. I do, hand him back the empty glass, and feel a nice bourbon buzz kicking in. He takes me to the bedroom and has me suck his fat cock as I'm sitting on his bed. My head is getting a bit dizzy and I'm feeling like I'm on valium and ecstasy or something. Kinda just out of it, but feeling very relaxed and docile. I noticed as I'm sucking Earl my hard-on disappeared despite me being really turned on. After 10 minutes or so of sucking his cock, he pulls out his cock, smacks my face with it, and asks me how that drink is treating me. I just look up at him, not wanting to talk, and give him a dazed smile. "Good pig" he says and helps me onto all fours on the edge of the bed. I feel him lube me up, and sliding his fingers in and out of my hole without any resistance. I'm so relaxed and feeling good I almost don't care what he's doing back there. Earl keeps calling me his little pig, and working my 'bear pussy'. I feel his thick cock slide in, no pain or resistance like last weekend. Now I know for sure he put something in my drink, cuz his cock should be causing at least some discomfort at first, but he slid it in like it was the 6 th fat cock I'd had that night. Earl slow fucked me for the next 20 minutes, holding my hips and telling me he loved my sloppy loose hole. I let him do whatever he wanted, happy to let him use me. My cock was soft as could be, which also made him happy. He checked it a few times as he fucked me, and called me a good pig each time he felt it wasn't hard. When he finally came, he held his cock deep inside and said I got a week's worth. He has me lay flat on my stomach, and tells me to relax, which I of course do. I don't remember too much more, cept I know other men came in the dark room and fucked me. Maybe four, but definitely three. Then lastly was Earl again. By that time my cock was able to get hard again and he told me to jerk off as he fucked me. I shot my load on the sheets and passed out til morning. When I woke up, Earl was spooning behind me, and I had an overwhelming need to pass gas, and when I did I felt a rush of cum come flooding out of me. I reached back to feel it, but Earl grabbed my hand and quickly slid his morning wood in my ass. He nutted in a few minutes, then fell back asleep, holding me in place for another hour. Earl sent me on my way after a quick breakfast. He offered no explanation as to what happened or who those other men were. I didn't ask either. It was a pretty hot scene I'd like to do again sometime.

Went to a party last night, hosted by some friends who are bears and into other hairy men. It was a pretty tame get together, despite them having a nice basement area with a sling and fuck bench. Maybe 12 folks, most of them I hadn't seen before, so that was nice. In the whole house, you're only allowed to smoke in the basement area, so I had gone there a few times with my pipe throughout the evening, always by myself as no one else was a smoker. So I'm sitting with my pipe and my bourbon over in the corner of the room, when in walks one of the guys I didn't know. He's about 55, 6 ft and lean, really thick salt n pepper beard. I'd seen him upstairs, but his much younger bf was at his side ever minute. So I start chatting with him, and instantly can tell he's had plenty to drink. I ask where the bf was, and hear he left as he had to work in the morning. I say too bad, but hey plenty of fun to be had still. He laughs and starts rubbing my beard and bald head, and tells me my pipe is sexy. I rub his crotch and tell him I think he's sexy all over. A few drunken minutes later, I'm sucking his 8" cock as I'm stripping naked. He has me lay on the fuck bench, and starts rubbing my ass and fingering my hole. He says he wants to fuck me, and I tell him he can, but I want it raw. He liked that plan, and quickly lubed my ass with a tube sitting on the stand. He opens me up nice n slow, then starts fucking me steady and deep. It was a perfect position and my prostate was getting a massage like it hadn't had in a while. He tells me he's close, and asks me where I want his load, and I tell him as deep as he can plant it. A few strokes later he's grabbing my hips and seeding me. He gives me a few more strokes, then slides out. Then, oddly enough, he zips up and just leaves the room. (Found out later from my friends he is poz, and also in a 'closed' relationship...lol) So I'm resting up on the fuck bench, feeling like a whore that didn't get paid, when another of the party guests walks into the room. He was a big ole bear, maybe 5-10 and 300 lbs, with a long gray beard that went down to his belly. He walks over to me at the bench and starts rubbing my ass, asking if I had a good time. Before I can answer he has a finger in my cummy ass, and starts finger fucking me. It feels really good, and I clamp down on it, to which he responds by telling me he loves sloppy seconds. His finger slips out, and is quickly replaced by a really fat cock he just shoves in my hole balls deep all at once. I jerk forward a bit as he's much thicker than the last guy. He grabs my hips and pulls me back forcefully. He starts fucking me fast, telling me to be a good whore for him. It hurt like hell for the first minute, but then I got used to it some as he kept up the fucking, and my cock was leaking like crazy. He pulls out and tells me to get on my back. I roll over and he takes my ankles and puts em on his shoulders. He's shirtless now and he slides his cock back in my hole, and his hairy belly is hitting my ballsack as he fucks in. I reach up and start working his nipples, and he fucks harder and tells me to coax his load out. I clamp my ass as much as I can given his large size, and tug harder at his nipples, begging for him to knock me up. That did the trick- as he let out a moan and gave me three hard thrusts then just stayed buried inside me. He grinned down at me and took my cock in his hand and jerked me off, his cock still inside me. I came fast, coating my belly, chest, and a few strands even hitting my beard. Damn that was hot. Now this guy didn't run out like the last one. He helped me get dressed, then we sat and shot the breeze down in basement, finishing our drinks and me having another pipe. He's planning on coming over this week one evening, and said with no alcohol, he'll be planning on giving me two of his loads.

Friday taken For one moment I was empty at both ends, the sweat was pouring off me and I as catching me breath when I heard the sounds of cloths being taken off and a gruff voice loudly proclaim it was his turn to won me. Looking to my left I saw a mountain of a man. The kind of guy who look fat but you know it is all muscle and strength. Covered in dense hair he lifted me up and sat my bare ass on the trunk. “First you are going to learn to clean me fucker” With that he raised his arm and the scent of his body hit me, he grabbed the back of my head and roughly pulled it into his dense furry pit. The smell overwhelmed me and something inside of me broke. A mewling sound escaped my lips as my tongue instinctively began to lap and the wet hairs under his arms. Tasting the acrid and sweetness of his essences. Being that close it filled me pervaded my mind and wrapped my up. Before I knew what i was doing I had both arms around his massive shoulders and was forcing myself into his pit and humping his legs. “Good boy” he purred and stroke my hair. The calming motions setting me further into my new mental state of service. Wanting to make him happy. He grabbed my hair again and pulled me away, a rumbling chuckle escaped his lips as my face must have shown my disappointment and being denied what I wanted. Then I realized it was time for the other side and I dove in and began to worship him again licking every inch of his pits coating my face in his musky scent. “Ok boy your turn now, want to get me fucking Poz Daddy dick in that hole” He laid me down on my back and I raised my legs, in a surprise move he swooped down and started eating my hole. Nibbling on my already puffy cunt lips, making me moan and gasp as he sucked and bit and chewed my hole. Precum leaked from my cock soaking my drenched jockstrap. He then raised up and leaned forward, hic cockhead touching my swollen sore hole. I didn’t care I knew I wanted him in me. Looking me in the eyes he place both my arms on his shoulder and reached under me. Laying his mouth over mine he pushed the sucked cum from my ass into my mouth along with his tongue, at the same time lifting me from the ground I pulled myself towards him. His cock sank in one deep thrust all the way in further than anyone so far, feel my already stretched hole tray to accommodate his mass I moaned, screamed , sighed in a mix of pleasure pain and ownership. He began to bounce me on his lap thrusting deep in me lodging his cock so far, so good. “Tell me what you want boy” “I want you to fuck me and fill me with your fucking cum” “What kind of cum boy, say it for your poz daddy let him know you want him to be the one” “I want your poz com I want you to knock me up , I want you to be my poz daddy” “Good fuck toy good boy. Cmon boy keep it up, make daddy want to give you his deadly babies” The litany kept spilling from my mouth as our bodies got hotter and sweater, dripping down both of us. I bean to lick his neck and face like a dog. He held my waist and shove his face in my pit and began licking. I have never felt that before , I arched my back in pleasure. His thrust got faster and faster pounding my already ragged hole. I heard whispers around us and panting. “Im close boy gonna flood your hole with my babies, cum for me boy” Having not come yet I grabbed my stiff cock and began jacking it. The sounds of men doing the same was all around me. His thrust were animalistic now. A growl bean in his chest and came from his mouth like a roar as his cock grew even lager and began to throb, I could feel his cum as I reached my own orgasms, jizz shooting form my cock and rain down on my chest ace and all over tm Poz Daddy, more cum than I thought I could make until I realized we were surrounded by erupting cocks, raining their cum down on our bodies. Baptizing us in their diseased seed. The intensity of the orgasm pushed me over the edge, my vision grew fuzzy and I felt strong arms wrap around me as I went limp and the world went black…….

Friday evening After waking up for the second time that day I felt sore, used and confused, I was now divorce with some sex workers poz load in my ass. My head swum at what that mean, I couldn’t even digest what was going on in my life it was all just too much to handle at once. It was around 6 pm when the fog cleared enough in my head to think of anything to do, the first thing that popped in was the mundane task of getting the mail. Simple enough thing and easily done….small steps I guess. I opened my front door and there was another supplement delivery form next door, this time with a note. “Ran into your ex as we were leaving, sorry to hear neighbor. Mixed these up figure you might want to just get a run in and clear your mind. Let us know if we can help” There were a total of six bottle altogether and this time they were a much darker yellow brownish tinge, I wonder if they made them extra strength knowing I need a boost. Forgetting about the mail I grab the gift and went inside putting 5 in the fridge and, thinking that a run sound like a good idea started drinking one. Gah these must be stronger they tasted a lot more acrid, the pleasant warmth filled my belly and I went upstairs to put on my running gear. Once I had my blank jock and tank top on I grabbed my big butt plug and worked it in my hole. Didn’t want cum leaking down my leg on a trail. Then stepped in my shorts and shoes. I know they said only drink one and these were made stronger it seems but with the day I was having I grabbed a second one from the fridge and quick chugged it. And just like that I was off. I took the same way that Tom and Mike and shown me the other day, my wind was really good and soon sweat was dripping of my body and my tank was soaked. Those water bottles really did the trick though, between the running and the supplements my mind was clearing up, letting me focus just on my running and movement, of course this also meant the movement of the plug in my ass which felt amazing as it was worked around. Working my way through the woods I followed the same trail as before and found my way over to the highschool. There I did some stretches and then some pushups and squats just for some muscle work. Having drank two bottle I started to feel like I had to piss so turned around and started back down the path. It was about 7 at this time and the sun was still up but on the horizon heading towards night. Jogging along the urge to piss for more and more urgent, not helped any by the plug in my hole. I was about half way through the woods when I noticed an off shoot and decided to chance it and take a quick piss. I slowed to a walked and walked the meandering path in a bit. It came to what looked like a bit of a clearing, I quickly pulled my short down ad bit and fished my cock out. Took awhile to get a stream going as I was half hard but once it started damn that felt good, man I must had had to go more than I thought I was pissing for a good minute when I heard a noise behind me. Startled I turned and saw an older guy come through the trail. He was maybe like 50s decent shaped dressed similar to mem he looked down at my pissing cock and then back up and me and winked. With that he went a bit away from me and started to piss as well. Fuck that was close , thank god he was just int eh same spot as I was. Unfortunately his appearance my my cock go hard again and I had to strain to get my flow started. Suddenly I jumped as I felt his hot breath on my ear “Need help with that?” Without a word or asking his hand reached around and grabbed my cock, instinct and my inner slut took over as moaned and leaned into his body. He smelled of sweat from running and it was like poppers, I moaned as he worked my shaft and his mouth nibbled on my ear. “Haven’t seen you in here before, you must be new. Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you. Would you like that? Want Daddy to take care of you Son” “Oh yes please” I gaped breathlessly as his hand worked me slowly making me writhe against him, his other hand reached down the waist band on my shorts cupping my and agoign to my hole. “Fuck what do we have here, must be my lucky day. Bend over boy” His tone made me do as he said and without a thought in my head I bent forward. He pull my shorts all the way down showing my ass and the handle of the plug. “MMmmmmm jackpot, fucking slut bottom boy running with a plug in his ass. We are going to have some fun. Stay just like that boy.” He backed away a bit and I turned to see him taking a pic with his cam and typing into his phone, I started to straighten up and he was on me, turned me around and slapped me hard across the face. I saw stars and before I could regain my composure he pushed me to the ground and whipped his cock out. “Suck that cock slut boy” His cock wasn’t that big but it was uncut, sticking out of a silvered bush. My mouth watered and I stuck my tongue out and licked under the foreskin tasting his sweat, piss and precum. I moaned around his cock and began to take more and more of it into me. My Daddy threw his head back and lifted his arms showing dense pit fur. I hint of humiliation hit me as I realized I was still hairless from the neck down. I heard a rustling coming from the trail and Daddy just looked down and smiled at me. Through the break in the trees came two younger guys about college age, they looked similar enough that they must be brothers. “Glad you could join me, look what I found sons” My eyes grew big as it hit me, these were this guys kids and he had texted them to help in using me. The short of the two came around back and lifted me up still bent over blowing his father. He grabbed the plug and pulled it out in one quick motion . My muffled scream not stopping anything as the first son shoved his cock in my hole and started fucking me. Being young he didn’t last one and grunted adding more cum to my ass. He pulled out and his brother took his place, his cock was thick and a moaned as it hit my prostate making my own cock leak into my jock. At this point his father started to speed up the abuse of my mouth and I could hear his breathing picking up. His son redoubled his effort and the two flooded me at the same time. The father’s cum was sweet and I gobbled it down as I fell the older son fill my hole with a second load. “Good job boys should be fun for the rest. Lets go” Spent I dropped to my knees as the three put themselves back together. My hole felt empty and I grabbed the buttplug and started working it back in my hole. It felt so good I started fucking my hole with it bouncing on it sweat dripping form me , my eye glazed over I watch as the three left the clearing. I sat back down on my heels wondering what to do when I heard someone approach again. The guy that came through the clearing was about my age but very much not a runner. He wasn’t fat but not in great shape. He leered at me and smiled, grabbing his crotch. My mouth watered and I zeroed in on it as he unzipped and pulled out a decent sized dick and walked it over to me. Without thinking I started sucking, wanting more cum needing to get more in me. A bottle of poppers was placed at my nose and I took a big hit, then another, then another. Y head swam as I sucked harder and hard. The guy moaned and thrust his cock dripping precum in my mouth. Hands again grabbed my ass and lifted me. Someone else must have come into the clearing. I felt the plug pulled from my ass, my tank was pulled from me and the plug was place in that on the ground. A cock lined up and shove in me. It felt great, sliding in my worn hole I moaned around the cock in my mouth as the man shot his cum. It was bitter and watery but I swallowed it down. He stepped away and was replaced by another cock. I no longer noticed the guys just the cock. I was in a daze, I felt horrid and dirty thinking of sucking all these dicks without knowing the guy, without being attracted to them. The guy using my mouth had a belly that would hit my forehead with each thrust. The guy in my ass grunted and I felt his cum added to my hole. At this point I stood up and needed a breather. The light was fading but I could make out a couple more guys, no one I would have picked up at the bar. A hand came around my chest and the bottle was placed to my nose. I heard the command breathe……and I did. The bottle was held there as I inhaled forcing me to take hit after hit, my head swam and my breathing increased. “There you go, that’s the ticket now bend back over and let us finish shooting our dirty loads in that hole. You know you want it slut boy “ I leaned over and grabbed my ankle as another cock entered me. A sigh escaped my lips and the rocking continued. The slapping fo their flesh against my ass. Working the loads deep in me. Tears formed at my eyes as the man grunted cumming in me and slapped my ass hard “Who wants to knock this cunt up next”………..

Wednesday Night I made it to the gym and head to the locker room, I needed to change into different shoes, mainly because I hate tracking dirt all over the gym from outside. Went to my locker open it up and staring at me were two water bottles. I know I hadn’t put them there and there was a not attached to one that said “Drink Me”. These ones looked slightly different from the usually ones, they had a tinge of almost dark brown yellow, I figured they must just be a stronger formula. I grabbed one and brought it to my lips. It was warm from being in the locker and tasted a bit acrid but I just chugged it right down and kept going until the bottle was empty. Feel a bit of a flush I head out to the gym floor and over to the free weights. While walking over I noticed Cashier from the porn shop doing cardio on the treadmill, I don’t remember him being part of my gym but I smiled and nodded hello on my way past. He gave a slight nod and a smirk and kept running. The sweat was pouring form his body into his black tank and shorts. Over in the free weight area I started with some light curls and then some flys to working my upper body hard. Seated arms raises and some triceps flex. Did some skull crushers and by that time almost an hour had past. I didn’t see cashier in the cardio area anymore and I was feeling a bit sore. Since the butt plug was still in my ass I know I was going to do any squats. As it was the motions I had been going through and the hard bench had worked the plug in my hole pretty well. A noticeable bulge was sneaking down my shorts. Back in the locker room I decided relaxing stint in the steam room would be a great idea. I went to my locker and took off my clothes and noticed a message on my phone. I checked into my voicemail and heard that voice again, my mind was fuzzy, sweat broke out all over my body, my cock pulsed and dripped precum before the end. “Thank you sir” escaped my lips and I grabbed the other bottle and drained it before wrapping a towel around my waist and making my way to the steam room. Once inside the steam was tick as fuck today, I could barely make out the other side of the room. My bare feet slapped against the wet tiles as I made my way to the back and pulled my towel off to slay it down on the bench. The door to the room opened and I saw a tall shape coming towards me. I smiled when I saw it was the Cashier, his body swollen form his workout. I stood up to greet him and he leaned in, whisper things in my ear I can’t recall, it all came out so fast. He pulled away and I nodded knowing what to do. I turned around and got on my knees and present my plug. His hand roved all over my hairless body, grasping the plug firmly in his hand he started to pull. A moan escaped m lips and I bit my hand trying not to make any noise. Finally the pug came out of my hole with an audible plop noise and a sigh escaped my lips. My hand crept back feeling my hole, what once had been tight now stayed open, gaping as if waiting to be filled. A finger slide around the outside of the hole and a moan escaped my lips. The cashier leaned on my back; I could feel his sweat on me, his caged metal cock pressing against my hole. He whispered in my ear again and my world started to fade. The last clear image was of 6 guys coming out of the steam before everything went black……. Thursday Morning I woke up in my bed slightly disoriented not knowing how I got home last night. All I remember was going into the steam room and seeing the Cashier and then everything got very fuzzy. My hand glided down my smooth body, tweaking my nipples making a moan starting my my chest and emerge from my parted lips. I shifted my body and felt something move. Looking down my hand looked different and I couldn’t figure out why, but it looked very strange. I slowly got up from my bed and gasp and I felt the shift happen in my ass again. Making my way to the bathroom I turned around expecting to see the safety catch for my plug and instead found a loop of rope. Grabbing hold of it I begin to pull with my hand while pushing with my ass muscled. A giant read ball popped out making my cock drip and a sigh issue form my lips. I kept pulling and another popped out, the sensation was incredible. The benwa balls were rubbing across my prostate as each one slid from my stretched hole. I was starting to feel empty again. The 5th ball popped out and still rope was in my ass. I pull slowly and felt something squishy sliding out. And stared in amazement, tied at the end was a condom full of cum. I wasn’t sure how many guy contributed to it but I knew what I had to do. I grabbed the scissors for the bathroom sink, snipped the condom and poured the whole contents into my mouth. Savoring all the loads as then slid down my throat, tasting the different mingled flavors. Something was still weird there was a light string almost like dental floss still attached to the end of the benwa balls. I pulled the string carefully I didn’t even feel it in my gaping hole. Something popped out of my ass and swung from the end of the string. Looking down in horror I realized then why my hand looked odd and different. Attached to the string behind the condom full of who know whose loads, was my wedding ring…….

Hey everybody, I'm glad you guys are digging the story. I've got plenty more where this came from with this storyline if you're into it. Hope you enjoy part 2! So, a few weeks passed after Mr. James fucked me silly in the back of my grandmother’s office. Things returned to normal for the most part, but every time my cock would get hard, I’d think about Mr. James and what he did. Late at night, I would lay in my bunk bed and fantasize about going to the bathhouse with him. I thought about rolling with him and how good it would feel. That always got my hole to twitch. And then there was my hole. Mr. James had called it a pussy, and I’d never really thought of it that way. When he did at first, I was kind of grossed out, but the more I would rub my fingers around it, the hungrier it got to have his cock again, and I thought that maybe he knew more than I did about this. Maybe I did have a pussy after all. But most of all, I thought about his cum. For the whole rest of the day that he’d fucked me, I’d felt it inside all wet and sticky trying to ooze out my battered hole. And when I got home I found my favorite makeshift dildo and went to town smearing his nut as deep inside me as I could get it. I’d always used condoms before, and I was such a stickler about not wanting to catch anything, but during those late night moments in bed, I knew I needed more of his cum shooting inside me. It was just a matter of time. Finally, I worked up the courage to use the number I kept in my wallet. I bit down my nerves, and gave him a call. My heart was pounding, and I sat with my legs crossed to squeeze down my hardon as the phone rang. The other line picked up and a gruff male voice answered. “Uh, Mr. James?” “Oh, hiya, kiddo! How’s the day treating ya?” he said, immediately switching to that oversized cartoon voice he always used with me. “I’m good,” I said, and that seemed to be the extent of the words that would come out of my mouth at that point. “Oh, good, good. Have you been thinking about what we talked about last time I saw you?” “Yessir.” “Ah, well, then I’m glad you worked up the balls to say something. I’ve always said you can do amazing things if you put your mind to it, little buddy.” A shiver went through me when he said this, like some kind of horny premonition. I chuckled softly, but the silence came right back. “Well tell you what, why don’t we make this easy. What are you doing Friday night?” “Nothing.” It was two days away, and my dick ached at the thought of having to wait that long. Mr. James knew what he was doing, though, so I needed to follow his lead. “Good. Why don’t you swing by my place around 7. We’ll get ready and get a little relaxed and see where things go from there, how does that sound?” “Great,” I said, my voice cracking with a bit of relief. I cleared my throat and thanked him. He gave me his address, and we got off the phone. My whole body was flushed with horniness. I’d done it. I was about to do it, try something I’d never thought I would. It was going to be a long wait until Friday. The day finally came, and I made sure I was showered up and as ready for anything as I could have possibly been. I put on a black t-shirt, my tightest white briefs, and my baggiest jeans, and drove to his house. The drive took over an hour, and I was scared shitless the whole way, but there wasn’t much in the world that could keep me from having an adventure with Mr. James that night. I managed to pull up in front of his big stone-worked house right at 7. My legs shook when I got out of the car, and my hands were trembling uncontrollably. I could have called it all off right then, but I took a deep breath and rang the doorbell. Mr. James answered almost right away wearing nothing but a musty looking red jock and black motorcycle boots. I guess I should have realized this before, but he was one hairy guy. His entire 6’1 frame was covered in dark hair, and the jock sagged with the heaviness of his bulge. Right above the waistline on his jock was a tattoo of a biohazard symbol like you’d see in a doctor’s office. It looked so cool! “Hiya, little buddy. Your evening awaits,” he said with a little mock bow ushering me inside. I chuckled and stepped through the door. He had a big living room to the right with several comfy looking sofas and a big coffee table with a weird looking glass pipe on top of it. “Come on, get comfortable. No need to be shy here, kiddo.” He took a hold of my hand and drew me in for a gentle kiss. I melted into him as he unbuckled my pants. I was losing myself in his kiss while he was working my shirt up toward my head. He laughed a bit and pushed be back. “Hold on, partner. Let’s get you undressed and then we can get to business. We’ve got all night.” I pulled my shirt off and stepped out of my jeans and Mr. James let out a gasp. “White briefs? My beautiful boy, how did you know they were my favorite? Let’s just keep those on you. Now where were we?” He pulled me in again, and I opened my mouth ready to take in his big man-sized tongue. He came in close but stopped short of actually kissing me, holding my head in his hand and reaching up to cup one of my boy boobs in the other. I grunted a bit, sensitive about my doughy body. “Mmmm, such a beautiful boy. I love your body,” he said, as he made little circles around my nipple with his thumb. I couldn’t help but blush. No one had ever said that to me before, and I knew I’d do anything I could to make Mr. James happy. At first the nipple play felt just like touching any other part of me, but soon I felt this pulsing building in my nipple and moving straight down to my ass. The more he tweaked and massaged, the more on fire I became. He gave it a good pinch, and I let out a little whimper looking into his eyes that had become like steel. Then he kissed me deep and hard before I could protest, and I felt myself give over to him. After a few minutes, he pulled away. The front of his jock was tented and wet. He took a finger and dabbed at the precum oozing through fabric and brought it to his lips with a smack. “Tell you what, why don’t we go relax a bit and plan out the night.” I followed him over to the living room, where we plopped on couches opposite one another. “Do you smoke?” he asked. “Cigarettes?” I asked, worried about a lecture coming on. Mr. James just laughed his funny cartoon laugh. “No, silly boy. I’m not talking about cigarettes. Have you ever heard of Tina?” I shook my head no. “What does it do?” I asked nervously. I’d smoked pot a time or two, but never anything harder than that “Well, that’s a good question, kiddo. You see it makes everything a little brighter, a little better. You feel a bit like a superhero to be honest, and it makes sex the best thing you’ll ever experience in your life.” “Oh. Oh wow.” “Yes, wow. And what I happen to have here in this very pipe is grade A Tina just for us, little buddy. Tell me, do you want to unlock the pig boy I saw inside you the other day?” I nodded slowly. “Yes. Please, Mr. James. I want you to show me how.” “Ok, kiddo, let me show you how it goes,” he said with his characteristic goofy flair. “This here is a pipe. Now I assume you’ve smoked before, but not quite like this, am I right?” I nodded. “That’s my boy! See you’re already halfway there. Now this is how it’s done. I’m going to light this torch here, and when the crystals start to melt it’s going to get all smoky inside, and that’s where those pretty little bow lips come in.” I couldn’t help but let out a giggle. I couldn’t believe I actually giggled. “Once that smoke gets going I want you to suck in light and steady until I tell you to stop. You got it? Can you do that? I knew you could. Ok, let’s get started.” Just like he said, he lit the torch and the crystals melted. Whispy smoke filled the bowl, and he offered me the pipe. I wrapped my lips around the end and started sucking slowly. I kept going for what seemed like forever, until I was about to burst, when he told me I could stop. I let out a huge cough a giant cloud of smoke. That stuff tasted just awful, but immediately I felt as if I’d found a power up in a video game. I felt stronger, the light seemed brighter, and it seemed like my whole body was humming, particularly my pink little hole. He gave me some encouragement, and we passed the bowl back and forth a few times until I was flying high. He set the pipe down on the coffee table with one of his little chuckles, raised his arms above his head and flopped down into the cushions of the sofa. Both boots were flat on the floor so his bulge was thrust up obscenely, and I had no trouble seeing that he was rock hard. “So, little buddy, how you feeling? Isn’t this stuff great?” He looked at me with what seemed like love and mischief. The Mr. James I’d always known, but so much more. “Oooooh yeaaaaaaaah.” We both laughed, and he adjusted his leaking bulge. “So, you liked it when I opened up your pussy the other day, huh?” My expression changed, and he took notice. “Aw, you don’t like your pretty little hole getting called a pussy? You don’t like your little boy butt getting called a pussy, is that it?” He said playfully, reaching over to my couch to tickle me. “Mr. Jaaaames!” I laughed. “Well that’s what it is, kiddo, a pussy,” he said, leaning back into the super chilled out position he was in before. “A bright beautiful pussy, and I’m going to do everything I can to convince you. Ok?” “Ok, I guess.” “You guess? Do you trust me, buddy?” “Yes,” I said, without a second thought. “Are you willing to do anything I ask? All we want to do tonight is make each other feel good.” He had this intensity that I’d never seen before. His eyes were gleaming. I felt like I was about to sell my soul or something. I thought for a bit. Everything I wanted was just a word away. My senses were reeling. It all felt too vivid to be real, but it was. “Yessir, I’m ready.” “That’s all I needed to hear. I knew you would be just a perfect boy for me, little buddy. I’ve always known since the first day I laid eyes on you when you were a little thing. All you need to do is let go, little buddy. Enjoy the ride, and I promise we’ll have an amazing adventure together." With that, packed us another bowl and laid back on his couch in the reclining position, thrusting out his crotch. “Why don’t you come here and sit on my lap, kiddo,” he said patting his leg. Wordlessly, my ears thumping in my head and my skin all tingly from the Tina, I went over to him and straddled his pelvis. He let his cock loose from his jock, and I felt it thwack against my underwear clad butt. Feeling his dick touch me brought be back to my senses with a shock, and I moaned. I couldn’t wait to get that monster back inside me, stretching me, filling every little bit of me up with cock. “That’s it, kiddo, just let go.” He rubbed his hands all over my body, resting on my ass. Without a pause, he ripped them open, leaving a gaping hole in the back. I moaned and scooted my ass back to get his cock closer to my hole. Mr. James spread apart my lily white cheeks, propped his cock up against my hole and grabbed the pipe next to him. “I don’t think you’re quite ready for my cock just yet,” he said as he lit the torch. “I wanna see you positively fucked up, kiddo,” he said with a wink. I took in a deep hit and felt my hole loosening around his cock, bit by bit. His thick head made an indentation in my sphincter. The smoke lit me up inside, and suddenly all I could focus on was the tightness slipping from my hole and how much I wanted his cock buried deep inside me. “That’s it,” he said. “Good boy. Let the smoke take you over. Let it let you give me that pussy, little buddy. Yeah, open up for Mr. James. Open up real wide.” His head popped in me with a jolt, and we both gasped. He got me to take another big hit, and my head was spinning like crazy. I started to sink down on his cock and he took one of my nipples into his mouth and started slurping. My mouth hung open and I moaned loudly, catching myself, but burying my hole on his 7 inch cock right down to the root. “Yeah, baby boy, that’s it. Let yourself go. Make any kind of noise you want while you take my cock,” he said. My hole was feeling really jittery, and it seemed like Mr. James’s cock was the only thing that could make it go away. I slid up on his shaft so just the head was left inside me and made little swirls with my hips. Mr. James bit down on my tit and I slid all the way down on his shaft. He reach up a hand and began tweaking my other nipple as he sucked, and my hole twitched along with him. My head thrashed around wildly. Out of control. That connection between my nipples and my hole was like a full blown electric current now. I was in a frenzy for cock. For cum. He touched my face with one hand and moved me back to make eye contact. I could barely focus on him, but I saw his big goofy smile and all seemed well again. “Hey, kiddo, look at me. Look at me. There you go. That’s my boy. I think you’re ready now. Show me how much you want me to take over that pussy, kiddo. Ride my cock and show me.” I took in a deep, shuddering breath. Mr. James was right, I did feel like a super hero. A super hero built for fucking. I grabbed at his cock with my hole and rotated my hips. I felt his precum oozing into me, and all I wanted was more. So I raised myself up, sank all the way down and began milking his cock for all I was worth. Root to tip and back again. Mr. James let out a low, unrestrained grunt. “That’s good, baby boy. Show me how much you want my cock.” He wrapped his arms around my waist, and I leaned back into his cock. It stretched me from a whole new angle and for a second I thought I would burst. I felt a sharp pain, but nothing was too good for Mr. James, so I bit my lip and ground into him until all I felt was his cock filling me up. I bounced myself on him, increasing my pace. The more I bounced, the better it felt, and soon I was jackrabbiting myself on his steel hard cock, and he started playing with my titties. “Tell me how much you love your pussy, kiddo. Tell me.” “I love it Mr. James. I love my pussy, and I looooove your cock. Please. Please. Please. Oh, fuck I love my pussy. Thank you for making me feel good. Thank you for—“ He crushed his mouth against mine, and took control. He held me against him and pounded into me so hard I thought my pussy would rip open. I tried to tighten up to protect myself, the ferocity he fucked me with ripped away any control I might have had. Panting there against his chest, I felt a spot deep in my pussy Mr. James was hitting. pleasure radiated from that spot to my whole body, and I felt myself start to shake. Mr. James kept fucking me hard and deep and relentless. “Give it to me. Give me that pussy, baby boy. Give it up.” And I did. The pleasure took me over. My muscles twisted up in knots as our bodies slapped together ratcheting up the tension in my pussy more and more with each thrust until everything holding me back seemed to burst open and I let out a primal yell like I’d never imaged I could make. I held onto Mr. James for dear life as wave after wave of pleasure shot through me. I shook uncontrollably. “Ilovemypussyilovemypussyilovemypussy…” was all I could say. “Let that pussy cum, baby. Just let it happen. This is why you give your pussy to men, because they can make it cum for you. As the waves subsided I felt him flex his cock inside me over and over. What I imagined as a river of precum was flowing right into my pussy, and I couldn’t be happier. I collapsed onto Mr. James’s chest a sweaty mess, and he wrapped me up in is arms, kissing the top of my head. The front of my ripped white briefs were soaked, but it didn’t feel like cum. I reached down to touch myself. It definitely wasn’t cum. “Don’t worry about your boy-clit right now, baby boy. Your clitty hasn’t cum yet. That’s just a fuckload of precum.” I was still catching my breath, and Mr. James held me tight against his chest while I did, making big circles against my skin with one hand. And he never stopped grinding his fat dick into my new pussy, painting my insides with his fuck juice while he made cooing shooshy noises at me. “How did that feel, little buddy, did it feel good?” he said in a low, comforting voice. “Mmmmore please,” was all I could get out since my head was still buzzing so fast. Mr. James laughed really loud and I felt his cock flex inside me. That made me giggle. “Well that was really hot to watch, kiddo. You done good. Just thinking about is making me leak like a faucet in your little pussy right now.” He tickled me a bit, and I giggled some more and flexed my hole around his cock. “I know, I can feel it. It feels soooooo gooooood, Mr. James.” “It does, does it?” “Yeah. Wanna feel you cum in me.” “Oh-ho! Do you now? Well why don’t you lean back, baby boy. Let’s talk for a bit. Here, why don’t you suck on this pipe for a little bit.” “Oh, Mr. James, I don’t think I should. I’m real fuckeded up.” “Ha! I know you are, baby boy. But nearly high enough for Mr. James. You don’t want to disappoint me now, do you?” Of course I didn’t, so I settled all the way down on his cock, brought the pipe to my lips and sucked while he held up the torch. “Do you see this tattoo here, kiddo?” he said, pointing to the biohazard tattoo just above his jock line. “Do you know what it means?” “Biohazard,” I said, and he smiled his big goofy smile. “Biohazard, that’s right. And do you know what it means when a man has a biohazard tattoo, little buddy?” I shook my head no. “Well, it means that he’s HIV positive,” he said in this very school teacher kind of way. I tensed up immediately and let out a big cloud of smoke. It couldn’t be true! This couldn’t be real. I started feeling afraid, so I clenched my pussy around Mr. James’s cock and ground myself against him to make myself feel better. Mr. James just nodded and lit the pipe again. “Now I know that’s a bit of a shock, isn’t it.” “Yeah…” “But you trust me, don’t you?” he said, taking the pipe away. “Of course I do, Mr James. Always.” He took a wrist in each hand and brought my arms down against my sides. “Well then I’m going to tell you a little secret, ok? Ok? Tonight, baby boy, I’m going to give you HIV. Hush! No, no, no, you’re not going anywhere now, kiddo.” He said and held me tight. I couldn’t get away if I tried. “Hey, hey, kiddo, you want my cock don’t you?” I nodded yes. “And you want my cum, don’t you? Again, I nodded. “But you don’t want my HIV, do you?” I shook my head no, tears gathering in my eyes. “Well, they’re a package deal, kid. Do you want my cock?” He used my arms as leverage to impale me even deeper on his thick fuck stick. “Yeeeesss!” I cried out. “Do you want me to pull out? Do you want me to stop?” “No, please no!” “I could if you want, little buddy.” “Don’t do it Mr. James. I need your cock in my pussy!” “Well, ok. If that’s what you want, buddy, I’ll keep my cock in you. But if I do you this favor, then I’m gonna have to coat the inside of that little pussy of yours with my toxic cum, ok? It’s only fair.” I huffed a bit, but in that moment, I needed his cock more than anything else on earth. “It’s only fair, kiddo.” He said in a matter-of-fact tone. “Ok.” I said quietly. “That’s settled then. Now let’s get you into position. Here, get your hands on the floor, but keep your little but propped up on the couch.” I did as he asked. Withdrawing his cock from my ass took a bit of coaxing, but I got into position, ass pointed toward the ceiling and hanging a bit off the couch, while I propped myself up on the floor. I rested my head on the carpet. Mr. James got on either side of my ass and squatted, pointing his dick right at the entrance to my pussy, but just holding it there. “Alright, kiddo. Get that pussy ready to get pounded.” With that, he shoved his entire dick inside me and I let out an animal howl into the carpet. “Yeah, you like my fat poz cock, don’t you?” He said as he mercilessly pounded my pussy. All I could do was let out a long moan that vibrated with the impacts of his thrusts. “You like my cock. It’s better than any cock you’ve ever had in your life, boy, and do you know why?” he said, pushing my lower back to grind my face in the carpet. “Because this is a poz cock, and they always feel better. Don’t they?” I moaned my ascent. “Don’t they,” he said. I twisted my neck around to look at him. “Yes. Yesssss.” “Good, now tell me what you want.” “Your big. Poz. Cock. Mr. Jaaaaaaaaaaggghhhhhhhhh—“ he really started pounding and it co “And that poz cum?” “Gimme your poz cummmmmnnnnnnnn” “Here it cums, baby boy.” He thrust himself into me so hard my face skidded on the carpet. His cock swelled to twice its normal thickness stretching my pussy to the limit. He let out a deep yell and I felt every jet he sprayed my insides with rope after rope after rope of thick cum. I squeeze down to milk every drop. With his cock still embedded in me he pushed me off the couch like a plow and laid himself down on my back. I could feel his cum oozing deeper inside me, and it was the best feeling in the world. “You’re going to be my poz baby boy, aren’t you?” I honestly didn’t know what he was talking about, but as long as I had his cock in my hole, any cock, I would be just fine. “Now what do you think about that bathhouse?” I let out a tired, but excited yay, punching the air with a weary fist. Mr. James laughed. “Great, but first we need to rid of all this nasty hair. You’re too pretty to be that hairy.” I agreed, and my hole twitched in anticipation.

After I got another load from Brad, we were soaking wet and funky. Justin suggested we go get showered off, which was exactly what we needed. Although I was holding on two the three poz loads that had just been pumped into me, and I wasn't going to lose them. A good shower was exactly what the three of us needed after such a ground-breaking afternoon. We dried off and went to get new towels, throwing them in the bin and then asking for new towels. Brad got one for himself and one for Justin. When I asked for mine, Brad told the attendant that I didn't need one, and he steered me back upstairs towards the room. I asked, "What's going on?" Brad replied "Since you broke your poz cherry today, we should see if you can get some more charged loads up your hole - and we can't advertise it if you're wearing a towel." At this remark all three of us started to sprout wood. This was definitely going to be interesting. We went up to the second floor where Brad and Justin walked me around the hallways. As we passed the water fountain I paused to get a quick drink. Three guys were standing in the immediate vicinity. Justin separated my ass-cheeks inviting the guys to "Get a look at this, guys. Freshly bred butt-hole," finishing-up with a sharp slap to my ass. I was, of course, startled as hell, and in the process began to loose some of the cum I had been consciously holding back. 'Fuck', I thought, 'here I am with cum running down my legs'. Two of the guys just smiled and walked on, but the third, a guy in his 30's started stroking his cock under his towel. Brad completed the invitation saying "If you want a piece of that, stop by Room 213 and ask for Rik!" I was being pimped out by the two guys that bred me! How humiliating ... but also kinda hot! We were all still sprouting wood, so we were all getting off on this. And I still had nothing covering me. Brad said, "Come on, let's walk around." The three of us went to the multi-level video room next. Once our eyes adjusted to the dim lighting, there were around six guys watching the porn. But my two pimps were going to change their focus. Justin looked at Brad and said, "I think we need to show our slut off!" Brad smiled and said, "Great idea." "What do you guys have in mind?" I asked. Justin stepped up to me and gave me a big, French kiss saying "Let's have some fun!" With that he led me to one of the risers and had me get on my hands and knees, so my asshole was at a perfect level for his cock. Justin didn't ask Brad at this point, he just worked his pierced cock up my hole again - in front of the other guys. Brad was working his cock under his towel, enjoying Justin's perverted exhibitionism. Justin, meanwhile, was slowly fucking my ass. Clearly he wasn't looking to get off, but publicize ownership of my fuckhole - if only for the afternoon. A couple guys moved closer towards us to get a better view, which was, of course, exactly what Justin was planning. In a completely audible voice he remarked "Brad, this slut still feels good after we pozzed his hole. Stick your cock up his ass and feel for yourself." As he withdrew he asked me "Hey, Rik, how’s your hole now?" But before I could think of a clever reply Justin had fully withdrawn, stepped away, and, giving me a sharp slap, held my cheeks apart as Brad stepped forward, draped his towel over my head, and slid his poz cock up my ass. "Yeah, you'll like this freshly pozzed hole," Justin grunted. Brad fucked away for several minutes, and while so doing, Justin asked "Doesn't he feel good?" (I can only assume Justin was playing poz whore master for the audience.) "Yeah, I should have pozzed him back when I converted. This slut would have loved it," Brad commented. Crap! Did Brad really mean that? I started out that morning with my boyfriend and his friend, and now I'm their freshly pozzed towel rack and cumdump. If this wasn't humiliating enough, I started feeling several hands feeling my body. Looking down, I could see five pair of feet around me. Guys were feeling my chest, cock, ass and Brad's cock as it slowly worked my hole. I heard Brad ask "You want to fuck my slut? You've gotta big dick. He'll love it." Brad pulled out and I felt two fingers slide into my asshole. I certainly didn't know whose fingers they were - I was not in a position to explore who-was-who. Nor, to be honest, did I want or care to find out. I watched Brad's feet step away as another guy got into position. I waited to feel a new cock ... and then saw a condom wrapper fall to the floor. Justin intervened saying "Dude, this slut is deathly allergic to condoms. He can only be fucked bare." I kinda laughed at Justin's quick thinking. Nicely played, Justin. I saw the guy step back, remarking "I only fuck with condoms ... sorry." Brad replied "No problem," and with that the guy walked away. Another guy said, "I'll fuck your slut!" Brad said, "Have at it!" The new guy threw his towel over my head as well and got in position behind my hole. Justin said, "We're looking for charged loads for our slut here, you got one?" The new guy said, "Yeah, I've been poz for a while, and I'm happy to share my strain with your slut!" Brad said, "Excellent, give him your load!" The new guy slammed his cock inside my ass and I just about lost my breath. Holy shit he was big! The new guy commented "Damn, his hole is full of cum. I love messy sluts!" And with that by way of introduction he fucked my ass, surrounded by a whole group of guys, giving the impression I was the last available piece of ass on the planet. I couldn't see much of anything, especially since now a couple of smelly towels were draped over my head, but suddenly Brad slid beneath the towels, wiggling close so he could kiss me while I was getting fucked. Then I felt his legs stretch out next to my right torso. He let out a soft moan of pleasure. "Are you getting fucked?" I asked. "Yeah, Justin still hasn't had a chance to breed me with his toxic cum yet and I want it really bad. Do you feel like a bugchasing cum dump whore now?" I managed to say "Fuck yeah, and oh God, I love you!" Then he pulled my head down and started making out with me again. We were both getting bred by poz guys, and I had no idea how toxic the fuck was going to be - and didn't care. "I'm gonna cum now!" announced the guy fucking my ass. I didn't know what he looked like, and was fairly sure he hadn't actually gotten any sight of me, but it didn't matter: at that very moment he was sperming my asshole. "Fuck, you just get bred!" was his parting comment as he slowly withdrew from my ass, giving me an appreciative tap on the ass. At this point poz cum was running out of my gaping asshole and various guys in the video room were sliding their fingers in and out of my battered hole. It didn't matter how much is in my bank account or what kind of car I drove. To the men I was a piece of meat, just for their pleasure. I could tell that Justin's fuck strokes were getting harder, as Brad's body was bouncing back and forth from the fucking. Justin was going to cum soon, and Brad was going to share the virus strain that had just gone into my body. I was stroking Brad's nipples, and telling him how hot he must look getting fucked in the middle of all these guys. Justin started grunting and breathing hard and then announced "I'm cumming up your ass, dude! Here it comes!" Brad's eyes rolled in the back of his head in ecstasy. Justin was totally turned on by finally getting the sex that his neg boyfriend wasn't giving him, and he got to breed his first neg hole and the poz hole of his support group buddy. And for Brad and me, well, we had taken poz loads side-by-side from two different poz guys. And we couldn't have been happier.