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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.

Hey guys, this is my first porn story, so I hope you like it. There's plenty more chem-fueled pigginess in later chapters if you guys are into it. It was the summer after I’d graduated from high school in Dallas, Texas in the early 2000s. I’d come out a couple of years earlier, lost my virginity, and became a bit of a rebel. The thing was, no matter how hard I tried, what crazy color I died my hair, how baggy my jeans were, or how much I sneered and skulked around, I always looked like a sweet, innocent little boy. I looked maybe 15, max, but even that was pushing it. My skin was lily white and covered in freckles. I had curly strawberry blonde hair that grew out to be a big bush on the top of my head, small mouth, and big expressive blue eyes. I stood about 5’9 with a bit of a belly and the remnants of man boobs from growing up as a fat kid. When it came to guys, I had very little confidence at all. But I was horny all the time. All. The. Time. And from reading stories about older guys seducing younger guys on nifty.org, I’d learned that putting things in my ass was a hell of a good time. I’d put any kind of household object up there, tooth brushes, a wooden flute, even a small shampoo bottle once. I’d read all these stories about kinky sex that I wanted to try, but was too scared to look for or really even understand. But I did manage to meet up with a few older dudes for fun, but they didn’t turn out as hot as my fantasies were. So a week after my 18th birthday, there was a death in the family. I wasn’t particularly close to this great aunt, but my family all wanted to go pay their respects. My grandmother decided to leave me behind to run her business where she was the only employee while she was gone, and that suited me just fine. They packed up the car, and I promised to take care of her office, flashing my boyish smile. All was good. On the second or third day of me manning the place, one of her long-time customers came in. His name was James. He was about 6’1 with a lanky frame and salt and pepper hair in his late 30s or so. He wasn’t the most handsome guy, but he’d always been extra nice. I basically grew up in that office, so I’d known him for at least 10 years at that point. And every time I saw him he’d make sure to give me a big hug and would tell me jokes in the squeaky, over-animated kind of voice he had, like an extra from Mr. Rogers or something, but he always made me laugh. That day, I guess he’d been out riding his bike, because he was covered in blue lycra with a nice sized bulge in the crotch that I tried really hard not to look at for too long. I’d never noticed that James had so much going on between his legs before. “Hey, kiddo, how you doing? Where’s your grandma?” “Hiya, Mr. James!” I exclaimed. I called nearly everyone Mr. So-and-so in those days. I told him where she’d gone, but that I’d be happy to help him any way I could. He got this dark, mischievous grin for a second and said, “Oh, gosh, that’s right, isn’t it. I guess I must have forgotten! I’m so silly sometimes.” “You are silly without a doubt, Mr. James.” His voice was like a cartoon character. It was fun to have banter like we did when I was a kid, but I was clearly a grown man at this point. Mr. James seemed to have other ideas. I bristled a bit, but I was determined to prove that I was all grown up now. He demanded a hug, like always, so I got up from behind the desk and gave him one. I tried to be firm and manly to show him just how mature I was at that point, but when he wrapped his arms around me I felt this jolt go through me I’d never felt before. His grip was so soft and comforting. I felt so safe and secure there in his arms. The smell of his sweat and the lycra made my head spin. My breath was a little heavier than I would have liked, but he didn’t seem to want to let go. The hug went on a little longer than it probably should have, but then we settled back into our chairs and struck up a conversation. He was sitting right across from me with his legs spread in typical man stance. I could see the clear outline of his bulge in those blue lycra shorts, and it was making me hot as hell. The conversation was boring small talk, but he kept opening and closing his legs. And every time he did I couldn’t help but look down to watch his bulge shift and flex, and could almost see the outline of his cockhead resting just to the left of his balls. He pretended not to notice and kept the conversation going. But I just couldn’t stop looking at his package, and his dick, it just seemed to keep growing. I started to get a bit nervous, but it didn’t stop me from looking. I found myself just staring openly at the lump moving down his thigh, and the conversation trailed off. I looked up at him all sheepish for a second at having gotten caught, but he just chuckled his goofy little laugh and smiled encouragingly at me. But I was too dumbfounded to move. He looked down at his crotch and back up at me with a look of fake surprise, like he’d pulled a quarter from behind my ear and just discovered it. “Hey, hey! Look at that!” he said. Slowly he reached down, grabbed his cock, and waggled it at me with a playful little smirk. I was frozen in place, mesmerized. “So how long have you been into guys,” he asked the question so casually, but my heat leapt into my throat. “Um…a few years now,” I stammered. “A few years, huh? Well it sounds like you got started early.” “Yeah,” I said, laughing a little. “Have you been with a boy yet?” “Um…well, I lost my virginity at 15. He was 48, though, so not really a boy. And I wouldn’t say I’ve had good sex yet.” “Oh I see. That’s my precocious boy. Exploring what he wants before anyone expected. Have you ever been to a bathhouse?” “No,” I muttered, “I just turned 18 last week.” “Aw,” he said, with a little bit of disappointment, but he gave me this wolfish smile. I couldn’t believe I was being so honest with him. Something about him just made me feel like I could trust him. “Hey, kiddo, have I told you how handsome you’ve gotten?” I just blushed, not sure of what to say. “I mean you’ve always been a very cute little boy, but now you’re beautiful. Has anyone ever told you that?” They hadn’t, and it showed. I couldn’t help but beam at him, and his cock twitched. I flicked my gaze down and saw that his bulge had grown even larger. A wet spot had formed at the tip. My small mouth opened in surprise. James watched me and his goofy smile disappeared. He got serious and quiet. Suddenly he wasn’t the same old silly Mr. James I’d known all these years. There was this darkness to him I’ never seen before. Like he’d been planning to get me into a spot just like this all along, and I thought briefly about what I was getting myself into. “Let’s try something fun,” he said quietly. He got up, his cock now obscenely stretched against his hip. I could see every vein and the thick ridge of his cockhead. Methodically he strutted around the office, closing all of the blinds, his dick wobbling back and forth under the lycra, and I marveled at his transformation, how masculine he seemed, how in charge. I stumbled up from the desk and followed his lead, shutting the door and locking it. He turned to look at me with this sense of purpose in his eyes, like whatever he was about to do to me was inevitable, and I got scared. He checked himself immediately and the goofy smile came back as he flexed his cock. The wet spot got bigger. He spread his arms and did this funny little duck walk over to me that made his dick bob up and down with every lurching step. I couldn’t help but laugh and was immediately put at ease. He’d spent years perfecting the art of cheering me up. It worked every time. He came in for another big hug, his man-sized frame enfolding mine. I could feel his cock throbbing against my stomach. “Hey, kiddo,” he said as his hands slid down to hold my plump ass through my jeans. “How you doing?” “Good,” I stuttered. I was shaking like a leaf. “Goooooood,” he said in soothing tones and moved my hand onto his throbbing cock. It felt firm and full in my hand and I gave it a few little squeezes. He moaned and brought me in for a kiss, my neck straining back to accommodate his height. I felt his tongue pressing against my teeth, which was new for me. Wanting to show him just how much I’d grown up though, I just went with it. His big wet tongue invaded my mouth and explored every nook and cranny. I gagged a bit when he reached the back of my throat, but he just petted the back of my head and held me in place. Soon I was sucking on his tongue like there was no tomorrow. He pried me away and kissed down my cheek to my neck. I let out a little gasp and my whole body went rigid. It was the most amazing thing I’d felt up to this point in my life. And when he began to gently suck and lick, I couldn’t help but moan. Immediately he pulled back and laughed. Putting one of his big, hairy hands gently over my mouth. “I love your pretty little moans, kiddo, but you’ve gotta keep it quiet right now, understand?” I nodded. “Why don’t we go into the back for a while?” he said. And I hastily grabbed his hand and led him back to the little hallway where we had a tiny kitchen to the left, and the bathroom and a big pile of bird seed sacks to the right. He pushed me up against the sink and kissed ravenously. He unbuckled my jeans and they fell to the ground. My cock was harder than it had ever been in my whole life as he squatted down, took off his classes, and yanked down my briefs. My 6 inches of uncut boymeat bounced into the open and, without missing a beat, Mr. James swallowed up my entire cock in his mouth and started slurping away. If what I felt before was good, this was at least a thousand times better, and I bit my lip to keep from moaning. He reached up with his long, hairy arm and clamped his hand over my mouth while he mercilessly milked my dick for every bit of pleasure it could get. I got real close to cumming, I was right on the edge, but he pulled away as quick as he had started. He stood up and tugged me to him forcefully, spitting on his fingers and going in for another deep kiss. His fingers found my pink little boy hole and began gently circling, teasing, as he fucked my mouth with his tongue. His touch was electric on my hole and I moaned into his mouth, thrusting my hips against him. Firmly but gingerly he teased around the outside of my hole, getting each and every one of those nerve endings tickling. Then he pulled back his hands and his kiss and unzipped a pocket in his riding vest that looked to have a little sandwich baggy inside. He put two fingers deeply into his mouth, coating them thickly with spit and rummaged around in the sandwich baggy, covering them in white powder. “What’s that,” I whispered in a scared voice. “Just some special lube to help get you opened up.” ‘B-but it’s powder,” I stammered. “Don’t worry, it mixes with the spit once it’s in your hole, and then you'll start to feel really good.” And with that he shoved his finger inside me. I tried to cry out, but he planted his lips over mine as he wormed his way deeper inside me, stretching out my ring and making himself known to my tender insides. The finger burned like fire, and I tried to pull away, but he had me where he wanted me. My hole winked around his finger with the struggle and he slipped the other finger in and I gasped. My heart started beating faster in my chest, my hole started to loosen, and my horniness got ramped up more than I thought was possible. After a minute his fingers felt like magic inside me, and I unreservedly thrust my cock between his lycra clad thighs. I became acutely aware of his cock throbbing against my stomach and rubbed myself against him. “Hey kiddo, that’s my boy,” he murmured as he stretched out my hole. “That’s it.” All I could think about was how much I wanted his cock inside me. I needed it. I didn’t really like bottoming that much with actual guys, really, but I had to have his cock, and I had to have it right then. I grabbed his cock and gave it a desperate little tug. He laughed and asked if I was having a good time. “Yes, Mr. James.” I said, unintentionally mimicking the cadence I used when I was little. “Oh, good boy,” he said, his cartoony chuckle coming back. “I like that you still call me that. Now do you know what comes next, son?” “No, sir,” I said, but I really, really hoped. “Oh-ho I think you know,” he said, and twisted his fingers even deeper inside me I moaned and he withdrew his fingers. I felt so empty and scared it might be ending. “Why don’t you go get on that stack of bird seed bags, kiddo, and stick out your cute little but for me.” I giggled, and did what he asked. Once I was on all fours on the bird seed, I stuck out my ass and gave it a little shake, and Mr. James let out a low moan. I heard him spit on his hand and felt him move in behind me. He put up one leg on the birdseed next to me and soon I felt the wet tip of his cock moving up and down my crack. My whole body tensed and I stammered out, “D-d-d-do you have a condom?” “Uh-oh!” he said in a sing songy voice and kept rubbing his cock along the crack of my ass sending vibrations through my entire body. My hole was begging for his cock. “I’m fresh out of rubbers, little buddy. Do you want me to stop?” he said, swirling his hips and making my hole twitch and buck. I didn’t answer. “Because I sure will if you want me to, kiddo. Do you want me to?” Still I didn’t answer. “Huh?” he asked, poking at my hole with the head of his cock. “Huh?” he asked going deeper. “I mean…” I trailed off. He broke through the seal of my hole and sunk in deep. All seven inches of his thick cock were buried in me to the hilt, and I could feel his heartbeat through his cock in my stretched out ring. He smoothed his hands around the small of my back and leaned down to give me a kiss right between the shoulders, and I relaxed and let out a big breath. This was Mr. James, after all. He wouldn’t hurt me. “Mmmm, it seems like you might like that, I don’t know if you want me to stop, do you? Gently he made little circles in my hole with his fat cock, loosening me up. My hole burned, but it also felt better than any cock I’d ever experienced. I let out a little yelp of pleasure. “Hmmm, what was that? Did you want me to stop?” he asked, thrusting his hips in even deeper, giving me short little strokes as he ground around inside me. “Do you? Do you want me to stop?” The thrusts grew longer, and I couldn’t keep quiet anymore. “I want to hear an answer from you, little buddy, do you want me to stop, or do you want me to pound your fucking pussy?” I let out a cry of joy, pushing back on him. Trying to get more of this dick that was bringing me into a whole new world of pleasure. “That’s not good enough, kiddo. I said I wanted a fucking answer,” he said and he maneuvered himself so both his feet were on the bird seed bag, it bulged with our combined weight. He sunk his cock in as deep as it would go and leaned over to whisper in my ears. “Now, I want you to think about this and give me an answer like a good boy, okay? Can you do that for me?”. I nodded. “Now,” he said, grinding his cock in swirls, rubbing his leaking cock head against the walls of my ass. “Do you want me to stop? Or do you want me to pound. That. Pussy!” And with those last three words he would pull all the way out and slam right back in. A sound ripped from my throat. “Yes! Yes, please don’t stop!” “Stop what?” he said, back to the slow grind. “Please don’t stop p-p-p-pounding my—please don’t stop pounding my pussy,” I said, unintentionally slipping back into that little boy cadence. He groaned a deep throated groan and softly petted the back of my head. He leaned in close and licked my ear. “Then get ready.” What came next was an unrelenting assault on my hole. He fucked me deep and he fucked me hard, and he didn’t stop. He wrapped a hand over my mouth and pulled my head back so my whole back arched up, exposing my plump, lily white ass for the taking as he thrust in deep over and over. I freaked a bit and tried to buck him off, but he just held me still until I gave in to the onslaught of his cock. His breathing got faster, and his thrusts got more ragged as my hole squeezed at his thickness. “Unnnnh, little buddy, I’m gonna give you my load.” I struggled when he said this. I’d never taken a load before, and I was terrified. I always used condoms. Always. But he had me in a firm grip. His pounding kept going and going and going and I couldn’t stop the waves of pleasure he was forcing through every cell in my body. He let out a strangled cry, thrust in as far as he could go, and I felt his cock spasm over and over again. Wetness spread deep inside me, and my dick instantly got steel hard again. As he collapsed on top of me, the lycra of his riding fest sticking to my back, cock still lodged inside of me, I started to panic. Just like he always did, though, Mr. James calmed me down and we curled up together on the bags of birdseed, spoon style as he gently thrust in, rubbing his cum into the walls of my hole. With the intensity of the moment, I started to sniffle a bit, but he held me tight. “Hey, hey, kiddo. There’s no need to cry. Was that your first load?” “Yeah…” I said quietly. “Well then that was a big step you just took. I’m proud of you, little buddy. Good work. Did it feel good?” he asked as he spread his man cum around my tender insides. “Yeah…” I muttered. “Well then who gives a hot damn, is what I say. You’ve gotta embrace that inner pig I just saw, and I’d love to show you how. It’s nothing to be ashamed of. Here, why don’t we get cleaned up, kiddo.” With that we got up and got our pants back on. Mr. James pulled me in for a big hug and rubbed my back in big circles. “That was a lot of fun today, but there’s so much more I want to show you. Here’s my number in case you ever want to try going to one of those bathhouses we were talking about.” I took the slip of paper he handed to me, and gave him one more hug for the road. “Thank you, Mr. James. That was a lot of fun.” “Anytime, partner,” he said, as he walked toward the office door. “Hey, have you ever tried ecstasy,” he asked? “No, but I’ve always wanted to,” I replied. He grinned that goofy grin. “Well, then, until next time."

Travelling with work yesterday as I got to the hotel I opened up Grindr. Before I even got out of the car a 30 year old white guy hit me up asking if I was looking. I said yes looking to get fucked anon ass up face down bareback. He sent me a dick pic and he was about 7 in. I sent two ass pics and he said he could be there in 10 minutes. I was ass up face down with blindfold on, door propped open I heard him enter the room and undress. He got on the bed behind me rubbing my ass then grab the bottle of lube and lubed up. He slid in slow but after a minute or two started picking up the pace pounding my ass. When I heard him start to breathe heavy after about 10 minutes I told him to breed my ass and within seconds he pushed in and held it as a started cumming deep. Just before the first guy got here a 22 year old white guy message asking if I was looking and sent a dick pic. He was about 7 in. I sent one ass pic and asked if he was into bareback and he said yes and could be there in 5 minutes. While getting fucked by the first guy I got a message said he was in the parking lot. As the first guy was walking out I messaged and told him the room number and he said he was on the way up. I can hear him unbuckle and unzip his pants as he told me to slide down to the edge of the bed. He lubed up slid in and after a minute or two started to pound me pretty good and within five minutes he said I'm ready to cum and I told him to breed that fuckhole. He unleashed a pretty good load inside me as I could feel him pumping several times inside. He pulled out zipped up and left. Few minutes later I got a message from a 35 yr old athletic black guy I've hooked up with several times. he's about 8 inches nice dick. Said he was leaving work and could head right over. Before he said he loves my ass and that there's chemistry even though he's only fucked me anonymous ass up face down. I've only seen a dick pic of him. He comes in on dresses and begins to rim my ass. After a few minutes he positions behind me lubes up and slides in. He fucks me for a good 10 minutes and then pushes in and holds it as he breeds my ass. After he leaves he messages back that he hasn't cum in days. After he leaves I looked to see if I can find a 4th load before going to dinner. About 30 minutes later he messages again saying he's leaving the grocery store and wondered if I wanted a second load. I said sure. He came back and fucked my ass for about 5 minutes and then loaded my ass a second time. Four loads in 1.5 hrs. Afterwards I showered and headed to dinner.

Please ignore any random spelling errors or odd punctuation my iPad key bored is horrible haha. Everyone remembers the first time they stepp out and play with someone else.... I was a married 28 year old living in a new city. My husband had been relocated by his employer and his new job had him traveling three times a month to different parts of the country. Life was great for us. We had been married for six years, his job provided us with plenty of perks, and we were happily monogamous. Seattle was everything we had heard, amazing food, great views, and plenty of eye candy. The only downfall of his new job was he never had time to go out, so our friend pool was super shallow. Each time he went out of town I found myself stuck at home and bored out of my mind. I had yet to find a new job, so my days at home consisted of me watching Netflix, binging on porn, and eating whatever I wanted. We weren’t gym god gays at all. The husband was a typical midwestern guy with blonde hair, blue eyes, and a towering height of six foot 3. He weighed a little over 260 lbs, and was the definition of a bear. I on the other hand was a 5 foot 7 furry brown haired cub. Not really fat, but a nice mixture of husky, and the remains of muscles from my teenage years playing football in high school. Our sex life was the standard married sex life. We fucked twice a week and always in the same position. Even though my husband was a big bear, he was the biggest bottom ever. He rarely fucked me and when he did he was never able to cum in my ass like I craved. In the six years of our marriage, he was only able to breed me once and that took me riding him while he did nothing. Super exciting right? We had been in Seattle for a little over a month, and we hadn’t had sex since we moved. Jack was busy working almost everyday, and he didn’t get home until well after 7 pm. Each night I would greet him with a glass of wine and dinner in hopes he would be in the mood. Each night it was the same answer. “I’m so tired, lets have sex tomorrow morning.” Each morning passed and here I was sexless and frustrated. Each passing day allowed my mind to wander more and more. I was starting to notice more guys when ever I went out, and I caught myself going grocery shopping at stores in the gay district. II never planned to do anything outside of the house, but as we all know, our dicks will lead us to doing crazy things. Jack had just left for a two week trip to Boston, and I finally had it. A little flirting on an app wouldn’t be considered cheating right? We had downloaded scruff when we moved in hopes that it would gain us some friends to explore town with. Jack did not know however that I had also downloaded Growlr, and set up a profile with just some body shots. I had used this a few times to dirty chat with guys, trade pictures, and jack off when he wasn’t home. It’s was an absolute rush to chat with someone who didn’t know me and see what they would do to me. I always focused on guys that were from out of town in hopes that they would never see me in real life. I knew jack would kill me if we ran into a guy on the street that I had sexed with. Jack had been gone for five days, and my diick was constantly hard. No matter how many times I jacked off I was still horny as fuck. It was 8 pm on a a Friday night when I jumped in the shower. I knew I was going to have some fun with some of our toys and I wanted to be nice and clean. I had logged on to growler and woofed a few guys before showering. As a scrubbed down my body fur I heard the familiar noise of an incoming message. The noise caused my dick to rise instantly. By the end of my shower I was clean and ready to have night in with me, my poppers, and a 10 inch dildo named Stan. II dried off, grabbed my phone and went to lay down on my bed. Not only had I received a message, the guy had unlocked his pics, and sent me a few more. We exchanged the normal, hey....what’s up....horny? Conversation. He told me his name,that was in town on business, and asked if I ever played with married guys on the DL. When I read this I started to leak precum. I told him that I was also married and that my husband was out of town and that we were also monogamous. The conversation kept going normallly until he asked me if I got off on cheating. This wa something I had never really thought about, but as I laid there stroking my dick I realized that I was really getting into the idea of it. “It’s somthing I hadn’t really ever thought of. We have been monogamous our entire relationship” ”Same. Well he thinks we have been. I started playing around when I traveled a few months ago and the rush of a new dick is insane.” ”Oh really? Don’t you feel guilty?” ”I did at first. But then when I bred the second guy I played with that all went out the door!” When I read the word bred, I felt an orgasm building. But instead of shooting I stopped jacking off and took a deep breath. I thought to myself that maybe I should just delete the app and go to bed. I wasn’t about to go cheat on my man and take a strangers load. II slowly typed a message back with shaking fingers. “Oh wow. Don’t you worry about catching something? “ ”Nah...as a top its rare to get an STD that isn’t treatable with something, and I only fuck neg guys.” ”I guess that makes sense.” Our conversation continued, and we kept sending pics back and forth. Paul was totally my type. He was a ginger bear in his early 40s with a ton of body hair and a thick uncut cock. It was when he started to send pictures of him breeding a guy that I felt the start of an orgasm coming on. I stopped jacking off and we continued to chat. “So Chris, doo you think I could get a face picture?” ”Uh....I don’t really send those since my man doesn’t know I have this app.” ”Oh, cmon, I’m not from here, im a cheater myself and I wouldn’t show anyone. Be a good son and show daddy a face pic.” That was it. He had found my weak spot calling me son. Without realizing what I was doing, I held my phone above me and took a picture that showed my fave and my furry body. The moment I hit send I felt a twinge in my stomach. What was I doing? I took another deep breath and heard a message alert tone. ”Damn son...you are one cute fucking cub. I love the beard and those eyes just suck you in. Dont you wanna be a goood boy and come ride daddy’s cock? I mean, it says were only .2 miles from each other. So my airbnb must be pretty close.” Damn, the guy was super close and was now calling me son. I could feel my dick starting to take over my mind. Would meeting the guy really be that bad? I mean, maybe I could have him over for a glass of wine? ”Oh you’re a bad daddy! Trying to get me to cheat.” ”Son, I think you’ve already made the decision. You sent me a face in after all.” He was right. The fact I had sent him a face pic and called him daddy had told him that I wanted his dick inside of me. My ass twitch at the thought of taking his thick uncut cock raw. ”Son, wouldn’t it be hot to be bred in the bed you share with your man? Wouldn’t it be sexy to take your daddy’s load while you bite his pillow? Trust me, a night of me fucking you and you’ll never forget me...ever.” ”That does sound hot...I haven’t ever thought that cheating on my husband would ever be something I would do....” ”See son, your already becoming ok with the idea of taking my dick bareback and letting me give you what you’ve always wanted a needed.” ”Would you be ok with coming here and having some wine and just seeing what happens? I mean, if we just jack off next to each other that’s just as fun right?” “Sure son, I love a good wine, and I love looking at a cub jacking off. When can I come over? I froze before I wrote the next message. Was I really about to invite a guy over and possibly have sex with him? I slowly typed my next messsage and took a minute before I hit send. “you can com over now. I just showered and have a few bottles of red already out. Here’s my address.” ”Looks likewise only a five minute walk son. I’m on my way.” When he sent this my dick hardened to the point of it hurting. I had just invited over a guy that wanted to pump a load into me. I quickly ran downstairs and opened a bottle of wine and chugged down half of it. I knew I needed liquid courage too do what I was about to do. Before I knew it I heard a knock at the door. As I went to answer it I realized that I was naked, great I thought to myself. What a way to answer the door. Paul stood at the door wearing gym shorts and a sweatshirt. I could see he didn’t have a shirt on under it and I guessed he was camando as well. “Wow son, what a way to greet your daddy!” I went to cover my junk and I blushed. ”YEah...I was jacking off in bed when you messaged me. I can throw on some underwear if you like.” ”Up to you. Though I wouldn’t mind seeing you in a jock if you have one. “ He smacked my ass as he entered the door. “Wow. What a nice place you have!” I heard him call as I ran upstairs for a jock. ”Yeah, we just moved here a few months ago” I called back down as I grabbed a jock and slid it on. “The husband works for a big company and they offered to give us a package that included money to move into a place. “ By the time I finished saying this I was back downstairs. ”Oh woof son, that jock looks great on you! You might be one of the harriest cubs Ive ever seen!” I could see him looking me up and down. I could also also see his dick rising in his gym shorts. “Why thanks Paul...erm, daddy” This sentence sealed the deal. I knew that by the end of the night I was going to have a naked man in my house that wasn’t my husband. “Would you like a glass of wine?” I asked as I poured myself some. I could feel the wine I chugged earlier taking over my mind and lowering my inhabiitions. ”Yes please! I had a long day of travel and a glass or four sounds great!” He said this while walking into the kichen. He ended up behind me and slowly moved his arms around me. I could feel his dick rubbing my ass I knew that by the end of the night we would be doing more then just jacking off. He slowly rubbed he hands on my furry stomach and down to my bulging pouch. “Wow son, someone is excited to see daddy!” I could feel his hands all over me. With each pass I grew hornier and hornier. I threw back my glass of wine, and slowly ground my ass into his dick. “It also looks like you want daddy’s dick up that furry ass.” He said this in a growling low voice right behind my ear. I could feel every breath of his on my neck. He grabbed two bottles of wine from the counter and asked me to lead him to our bedroom. My mind was racing as we walked upstairs. I was leading a man to our bedroom, and I knew I was about to do something irreversible. The moment we got into the rooom he tossed back the remaining wine from one bottle and sat them both down on the nightstand. He them looked at me directly in the eyes and I just melted. He slowly walked to me, grabbed my face and started to kiss me. The moment his tongue entered my mouth he had me. Jack was not a fan of kissing and I loved it. I felt Paul wrap his thick arms around me as we fell onto the bed. “Is this the bed you share with your husband son?” He asked me as he laid on top of me. His weight felt perfect on me and I could feel wet spots on both of us. “ Is this the bed daddy’s gonna breed you in? Your husband isn’t here to tell you to stop. But don’t worry, daddy is a better top that he is and ill fuck you better then he ever has.” We continued to kiss and grind against each other. “Yes daddy, this is our bed.” I said in a muffled tone. His mouth continued to kiss me. I felt one of his hands move down to his shorts and in one motion he ripped them off. His cock came out and popped down on my stomach. II could feel the head of his dick ooozing precum. He scooped it up and slowly moved it towards my ass. “Might as well get you lubed up a little son. Natures lube is the best for daddy to breed his son with. “ I felt his fingers part my cheaks and rub his precum on my hairy hole. “Mmmmm. Son I can feel your hole twitch” as he said this he leaked more and more precum until my stomach was soaked. For ten minutes he worked more and more of it into my ass until he was able to successfully get three fingers up me. By this time my hole was open and sloppy with his juice. I groaned and said, “Daddy that feels so good. You’re precum inside of me makes me feel so slutty.” ”You are a slut son. You’re letting daddy work his pre into you on the bed you share with your man. You’re a cheater just like your dad. “ As he said this her worked one more finger up me and he began to massage my prostrate. With each rub I moaned and moaned. He could tell that I was a bottom in need of a real man. I felt him move and he passed me the bottle of poppers from the nightstand. “ Here son take a few hits. Daddy wants to see you piggy out when I start to rub my dick.” I took the poppers, opened them up and inhaled the fumes. between the wine and the poppers I was in heaven. Daddy looked at me and chuckled, “now there’s the little piggy cub I knew you were. Your eyes look soo fucked up. Ready for my cock son?” The poppers had hit me. “Yeah daddy, give me that raw dick. Fuck a load into me. Fuck me better then my husband could ever do!” I screamed these. Words out as Paul rubbed his cock on my hole. I could feel my ring release as he slowly slid in. He was so thick that I had to take one more hit. Thankfully he had worked my hole with his precum before his assault. Inch by inch he entered me. I was feeling feelings that I hadn’t felt in years. It felt like minutes had passed when he was balls deep in me. Here I was, a married man, with a bear inside me raw....and he wasn’t my husband Daddy slowly rocked back and forth. With each rock he looked at me, “Take a few more hits son. Let your inner dick pig come out. Show daddy how much you want his gift. Show daddy that you want him to change you forever!” I took three more hits and let them roll over me. As they hit I moaned out, “Daddy fuck me. Breed me. Give me your seed!” My mind was gone. I was no longer the good husband. I was a bottom pig begging for my dads cum. “That’s it boy. Keep taking those hit. Beg me for my gift, beg me for my cum” I could see sweat dripping down his face and onto me. He looked me in the eyes as he lowered himself. As he continued to breed me, he kissed my neck and then slowly moved up to my ear. Withe a gentle bit he asked me a question, “does my son know his daddy is a gifter?” I froze. I had read things about gifters and what that meant. “Take another hit son, let daddy give you the gift that you known you’ve wanted. Once you get my gift you’ll be able to have sex with anyone.” He kissed me again and grabbed the poppers. Instead of having me huff them he soaked his gym shorts with them and held them to my face. I could smell the poppers and his sweat, I could smell the man who was fucking me, and I could smell my ultimate demise. With each smell my ass lossened more, and daddy fucked me harder and harder. I could’ve stopped him, but I wanted his load. “That’s it son. Let daddy breed you and change you forever. I can feel your ass wanting it. “ We were both sweating and I was in a popper high. Minutes of fucking went by when I saw him close his eyes and tense up. I could also feel his dick harden and I knew what was about to happen. “Son! You’re getting it. Your getting it! What a good boy! Take my poz cum!” As I felt him cum in me I grabbed his ass and pulled him in as deep as he could he go. The deed was done and with a few more thrusts I shot my load all over us. our room smelled like sweat and cum and I didn’t care. Daddy pulled out of me and fell to the bed next to me. Laying on my husbands pillow I looked down at his dick and saw a mixture of cum, spots of blood, and ass juice. He saw me looking and said, “Looks like your gonna be just like daddy after all. I always knew you’d take after my side of the family,” With that he rolled over, grabbed me and we drifted off to sleep. 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My boyfriend is incredibly cute. I love his perky ass and his toned torso. He's got Mediterranean roots and has tanned skin all over. His brown curly hair perches about his 7” uncut cock like a bird's nest, if you know what I mean. He's got low-hanging balls and blue-green eyes. Even though he's nearly thirty now, he's still a twink who could pass for twenty. He's a looker and never has to work out to stay in shape. A few months ago, I started going to a gym. I wanted to tighten up my body a bit and thought I wouldn't mind checking out some muscled guys in the locker room and showers... My schedule was pretty regular, and I often worked out at the same time as a really sexy hunk of a guy. After a few weeks of nodding at each other across the treadmill or bending over the same bench to tie our shoes, Mitch introduced himself to me. He was gorgeous. About six foot tall, with massive arms and a wide flat furry chest. I had only seen him with his shirt off, but I suspected he was packing a nice set of equipment in his shorts... Buzzed blond hair and blue eyes. Delicious. He told me he was in his last year of art school. We chatted it up and he invited me to lunch one weekend. I thought he was asking me out, so I told him about my boyfriend. After all, I didn't want to lead this stud on! To my surprise, he grinned and said, “The more the merrier! I'll invite my boyfriend too!” The weekend rolled around and I headed to the bar with my boyfriend to hang out with Mitch and his boyfriend. Mitch's boyfriend, Carl, was a bit older, maybe thirty, like my boyfriend, and worked in a bank. He was well-dressed, and although much smaller than Mitch, was clearly in good shape too. His fitted business shirt practically clung to his slim chest and abs. We ordered a lunch special that came with unlimited mimosas. After the third round, the conversation turned inevitably to sex. I proudly held my boyfriend's hand across the table and told Mitch and Carl about how proud we were to have a monogamous relationship. Carl smiled and said that he wished he could have that with Mitch. I was confused. Mitch abruptly changed the subject to his art studies, photography and painting. He told us about a new series of photos showing nude couples in intimate moments. He had photographed lesbian couples embracing, straight couples having foreplay, and a few gay couples 69'ing or rimming. It sounded pretty hot to me and my boyfriend and we told Mitch that we'd love to see them. My boyfriend piped up that he wouldn't mind posing together if he'd have us! I could tell that Carl was a little unsure at the prospect, but I was happy to see my boyfriend comfortable enough in our relationship to volunteer to explore it in front of a camera. After another mimosa, we decided to head to Mitch's studio classroom after a work out the next day. The next morning, my boyfriend slept in a bit. We made plans to pick him up after a workout, and I headed to the gym. I was there promptly at 9AM when the doors opened, and saw Mitch a few minutes later. After a half hour on the treadmill, he offered to spot me on the barbell bench. I guess I was feeling cocky, or maybe I was distracted by Mitch's huge bulge in his shorts, but I took on too much weight and Mitch wasn't fast enough to keep the weight from slamming in to my face. If he hadn't caught it when he did, it really might have hurt me! As it was, after a few minutes, even with an ice pack, my right eye was black and blue and so puffy it was nearly closed. I felt awful, knowing that we were supposed to have a photoshoot right after the workout. Mitch got a second ice pack for me and helped me to the locker room where we changed to head out and pick up my boyfriend. In the car, Mitch told me that we could reschedule if I didn't want to pose with a black eye. I didn't want to postpone, so he proposed another idea; maybe Carl could pose with my boyfriend instead. I thought about it and decided that would be fine if it was ok with everyone involved. Mitch called Carl, who was surprisingly keen on the idea, and I called my boyfriend, who was excited, maybe even a bit too excited... Mitch also promised me some prescription painkillers that he had in his gym bag. About an hour later, I had taken a few too many painkillers and had a fresh icepack on my face. Mitch had the camera and lights set up. My boyfriend stripped off his clothes and waited in a robe for Carl to be ready. When Carl showed up, he gave Mitch a huge sloppy kiss and untied his robe, dropping it to the floor. Even with only one eye, I could see his massive tool hanging down, at least seven inches and he was totally soft. His pubes and balls were trimmed close and I noticed that he had a piercing between his balls and his hairy ass. My boyfriend was practically drooling and his cock was rock hard and poking straight out. I sat there doped up as Mitch posed them, with my boyfriend leaning over a chair and Carl behind him with his huge hardening cock laying against his ass. It was then, with Carl bent over away from me that I saw it. A four-inch wide biohazard tattoo above his asscrack. I realized that Carl was POZ! Mitch saw me staring at this POZ guy whose bare cock was hardening and starting to drip precum into my boyfriend's bare asshole. He comforted me and told me not to worry about anything and handed Carl a condom. Carl snickered a bit and unwrapped it, rolling it down onto his now-throbbing cock. My boyfriend knelt down and watched as he did so, not having seen the tattoo or realizing why Carl was bagging up. My boyfriend smiled at me and said, “Since he's safe, maybe we could get a few photos with him teasing my ass with his cock!” Mitch nodded and grunted approval. I figured that it couldn't hurt. Even though Carl was POZ, he was wearing a condom, and it was only for a photos, so I figured Carl wouldn't fuck him for real or anything. Mitch checked on me to make sure I was ok with everything, and he noted that I was getting hard. He told me that I could jerk off if I wanted, that my horniness would only make the pictures hotter. I was feeling groggy from one too many pain pills, and let him unbutton my fly and fish out my cock. Mitch knelt in front of me and shoved my pants down to my knees. As he stood up, he whispered to me that he didn't have a sexual relationship with Carl since he got POZZED, but they often got together with other “mixed” couples to fool around. I started to wonder if Mitch had planned this all along. Mitch got back to his camera, zooming in on Carl sitting down and aiming his hard cock straight up. My boyfriend straddled him, facing us, and the camera, and lowered himself down so that his ass was perched right above Carl's wrapped POZ cock. Mitch was springing sizable wood in his shorts and shucked them off. His cock was springing around right at my eye level as I watched his POZ boyfriend's cock teasing my boyfriend's hole. “How about just the tip,” my boyfriend asked as he forced Carl's rubbered-up mushroom head into his asscheeks. Mitch and I nodded in approval. I realized that my boyfriend had no idea that the dick about to invade his hole was carrying toxic seed, even if it was bagged up. Mitch started to wank as my boyfriend sank lower and lower. First two inches, then four, then six. When he was balls deep, my boyfriend raised himself up. He was relatively composed for having just mounted a thick rubbered-up tool with no lube except for his own ass juices. “Got any lube?,” he asked as he raised up off of Carl's sheathed cock. Mitch said that he didn't, as he had planned on a few intimate poses, not actual ass-fucking. My boyfriend shrugged and pulled Carl's condom off. Before I could react, he had sunk all the way back down onto Carl's bare POZ cock. In one move, we had gone from monogamous to him taking bare cock, POZ bare cock. Mitch told him to hold that pose and react like he was getting fucked bareback. My boyfriend threw back his head and started moaning. Mitch directed him to pull halfway off of Carl's dick so it would look like a fucking action shot. My boyfriend gladly obliged and slid upwards about four inches. Carl wrapped his hands around my boyfriend's hips, helping to hold him still as his knees started quivering. Carl nuzzled his neck and started kissing his shoulder. They held the pose for a few moments, “YES!,” Mitch shouted. “This is what I'm after! Now, Carl, keep kissing him, and lower him down so it looks like you're about to cum in his hole!” Carl raised his hips as my boyfriend lowered himself down, now full to the hilt with bare POZ cock. Carl wrapped his hand around my boyfriend's hard cock as he swiveled his hips a bit. They weren't “fucking” exactly, but I could tell that his cock was moving around in my boyfriend's hole. I was dry-mouthed and the room was full of the sound of camera clicks and deep breathing. Mitch was fisting his hard-on with his left hand while firing the camera with his right. “Got what I need, boys! I think we're done with the shoot.” My boyfriend looked right at me as if to say, “Really? This was just getting good!” And he started to pull off. Carl tightened his grip on my boyfriend's waist and held him still. “Mitch might be finished, but I'm not! He won't let me fuck him anymore. Won't you help me out? Your bare tight ass has gotten me so close...” My boyfriend pulled off of Carl's dick and I was relieved to know that he wouldn't be headed home with an asshole dripping POZ cum. Imagine my surprise when he swiveled around so he was facing Carl and sat right down on his cock again. “Lighten up,” my boyfriend said. “You want to fool around with Mitch, don't you? Well, now is your chance!” I knew he had a point, but I also knew that Carl was POZ and he didn't! I was dumbfounded, partially by the painkillers, and partially by the live sex show happening a few feet away from me. Mitch wrapped his hand around my throbbing cock, smearing my precum all over and then fingered some into his ass. He lowered himself onto my dick, facing away from me, watching the scene too. His muscular jock ass felt so good as it wrapped around my cock. Mitch was groaning and talking really dirty, “You gonna breed my ass? Gonna give me your load, you sick fucker? You filthy pig. Gonna seed me good???” That really got me going, and with the hot scene playing out in front of us, he must have fucked himself on my cock for no more than two or three minutes before I fired off into his ass. “Yeah. Give me that load! Breed me good! Fuck yeah!!!!!” Carl looked right at me. “My turn now. You seed my man, I seed your's!” He maintained eye contact with me as he thrust over and over into my boyfriend's bare ass, shooting his toxic cum deep into my boyfriend's bare unprotected ass. Without moving Mitch's ass one bit, I felt my cock spasm as I shot another load deep into Mitch's guts. Mitch and my boyfriend pulled off of our cocks and started kissing. Carl kissed me and wiped his cummy cock off with his hand. He spun me around and wiped some of his POZ seed onto and into my hole. Mitch got to his knees and licked his lover's load out of my ass and then moved onto my boyfriend's ass, licking out as much as possible. When he had a good mouthful of POZ seed, he positioned me on elbows next to my boyfriend. He went from hole to hole working that seed into both of our asses. I wondered what the chances of both of us getting POZZED from Carl's seed being forced into our asses. What Mitch didn't tell me until later when we were getting dressed was that he set the camera on auto mode and had kept it focused on the whole scene when he stopped shooting. It took a photo every five seconds until my boyfriend and I both had asses dripping full of POZ cum. A few weeks later, I ran into Mitch at the gym. He had a disc of all of the photos and asked how me and my boyfriend were doing. Truth be told, my boyfriend had been hornier than ever and then suddenly came down with a really nasty cold. It didn't dawn on me until that very moment that my boyfriend's cold might be the fuck flu. If so, we had one helluva sexy time POZZING him and I was sort of glad it was all captured on film. My boyfriend and I got tested and were frankly shocked when the results came back neg. Turns out he just had the flu. I phoned Mitch to tell him and he told me not to worry... Ending A: Mitch went on to say that he was starting a new series inspired by our shoot. NEG guys knowingly or un-knowingly taking raw POZ cum. He said he'd love to have us as models before and after our conversions if we were game. He also said that he was taking Carl's POZ loads regularly now and photographing every time they fucked so that he would be sure to capture it on film when he finally did convert. Ending B: Mitch went on to confess that the whole thing was part of his art project. Carl was in fact still NEG, even if he was a bit of a chaser. The biohaz tattoo was only temporary and Mitch was fascinated by how many couples were willing to fool around with him. He had fucked girls, guys, and trans holes and never pulled out. No one had asked him to. He knew that one day Carl really would be POZ and that tattoo would be real, and he would be photographing every time they fucked so that he would be sure to capture it on film when he finally did convert. __________ Nothing would please me more than to see some of you guys take this story and run with it. I leave it in someone else's hand to see what happens to this storyline...

Vent Piece, buuuuut, I'm bored and want to ignore my responsibilities. So, made a poll and shit. For the past 6 years, I have been interested in older men. And, to be honest..... I'm kinda losing interest in both having sex, being intimate and even being romantic with guys in general (more particularly older men). Here's my dilemma, and this goes into the poll: Do Older Men really want younger guys? It seems to be a dumb question. After all, we always see "Daddy Pounds Boi" on Pornhub and such, and twinks a plenty riding Daddies and such. But, do Older Men really want younger guys? By "Older" I mean men who are in their 40's and up. And, here's where my questioning comes into play: There are 3 main problems I tend to see with older guys who claim to want younger guys, but end up not doing anything to keep the ball rolling. SCENARIO 1: FALSE SEXUAL DESIRE This may sound weird, but the amount of Older Men/Daddies who kind of exaggerate their need for sex is really amazing. Top Daddies will say they wanna fuck for hours, and go multiple times... But, all that happens is they just stay still, do nothing, throw in the dick, pump, then just pretend the sex never happened. They don't want head again, they don't wanna go another round - hell, not even want to tease their cocks. They just wanna pull the card of "I'm all business" without saying anything. They promised intrigue and adventure, but all that's happened was basic handshake and awkward silence. Nothing.... Fun. Or, hell - Older Bottoms. In this scenario, they beg for cock. Desiring the means of multiple sessions, desiring hard fucking, and so on so forth. But, take down your pants, and they can't even have the will power to suck the head longer than 1 second. What was promised as a means to be pounded and to have passionate kissing, sweat and pleasure for both, is just mindless groans of "I can't do this - it's too big, or I'm not in the mood." (6 inches is apparently too big to jerk off.... Yeah, not joking) A real life example of this is recently. Now, I'm a 24 year old Vers Top who basically went on a trip just to fuck an older bottom (yes, I went on a trip... For that ass.... Though, he did pay for the ride, but it was his idea). Went there to pound him, give him kisses, attention, rim jobs and so on so forth - but NOPE. He just was radio silent, and didn't want me to have my cock anywhere near him. Now, mind you he was busy with work, and I get that. But, no passion even in the pecks we gave each other, no glances at my naked body, or anything. We knew each other for a while now, and talked on the phone everyday, with him wanting to get fucked by multiple younger guys. But, here comes a 6ft. lean pretty boy with a cock ready to fuck him raw, and recently tested all clear - and here he is not wanting to talk to me, but messaging other guys - guys his own age/slightly younger. This scenario usually comes as the older guy wanting the idea of sex, but not wanting the reality of it, nor desiring it. And this happens the most. SCENARIO 2: DEPENDENCE ON EMOTIONAL VALIDITY It is true that older men are judged by ageist means in the gay community. However, the amount of older men wanting me to be their source of sexual validity, and means of a therapist is rather off putting to say the least. When an older man sends 89 paragraphs of why they're into me, and it's mostly because they feel like they have nothing to live for, and that if they don't have a partner then they're failures, and that it's society's fault for their tooth suddenly missing - it, just..... No. The gay community is judgy, yes - but, that doesn't justify someone trying to pressure me into a relationship. Not only is pressuring bad (yes, I have to say this) , but their mind is not on my well-being or such, but rather on their means of "oh, I'm not lonely anymore, and now that I have a younger guy in my life, I can put all my emotional issues and problems on him to fix it, rather than change as a person, because look - have a relationship now." This of course (if I even entertain this notion), they don't engage in conversations, nor really want to even have sex. Just just kinda waddle in their own emotionally driven and vaguely worded filth for hours, until they just stop talking to you ever again. And, surprise surprise - they then go back to looking at older men as opposed to younger guys. When I leave, though, they'll beg for cock/ass or whatever, but, when I'm there - radio silence. An example of this was one guy demanded I showed up at his place to fuck his hole. So, being horny as hell and a bit tired of studying - off I went. And as soon as I showed up, cock ready at hand, he just kinda off-handily told me to put it away and started talking about why he feels unlucky about life, and why no one attractive wants to have sex with him...... Nice. By then asking me to marry him (sure, that's a good segment) he then went to his kitchen/living room to jerk off to Daddy solo's and didn't even notice me leave. Nice. SCENARIO 3: YOU FIX YOURSELF TO MEET MY STANDARDS The rule in any relationship is to understand and help your partner - not blind yourself with their excuses, and fix them. As someone who has dated older men, who claim to be blunt - not caring about feelings - all about the facts....... They're just kinda..... Passive aggressive and shit. Now, look, I'll admit, I hate conflict - I'll avoid it by any costs. But, I will address the issue in the room. Politely, probably too nicely - but, it's addressed clearly and properly. The men I dated (51 (18 at the time), 39 (18), 26(19), 49 (19), 54 (20), and 49 (23)) just kind of did the same thing - which was act like everything was fine and dandy, but then out of nowhere started to yell and accuse me of things I never did. And these issues, well... I guess if I did enough mental gymnastics, I can see where they're coming from. But, it all amounts to them saying the same shit: "You're too horny, you're too naive, and you're too stupid/unable to take anything seriously."..... Um, honey... I'm 19 or so lol Not saying that any behavior that is toxic is justifiable by age (GOD, NO, I AM NOT SAYING THAT, CUZ' PREACH), but I'm young with hormones (supposedly), I don't know how to properly handle every sense of taxing, car work or means of credit values (I'm in college and too busy with tests about philosophy and math to ever even learn how to change my own oil) and I'm happy to be around someone I like, so, of course I'm gonna be happy - which could come off as not being "serious." Though, I'll let that one slid under the radar. But, every one of those complaints usually are solved by, ohhh, I don't know - dating someone who has some experience or two? it just baffles me. I'm willing to understands emotions, have very well constructed conversations, and clearly I wanna fuck like crazy, but..... It just seems that older men don't really want younger guys... Well, unless their rich, knows how to fix their own car, never make jokes, keep quiet, and be able to mentally read their mind. Also, being a 5 star therapist with an Oprah Sticker of Approval - That's a keeper, hun. So, yes, I know NOT ALL OLDER MEN ARE LIKE THIS.... But.... Gorge', I'm gonna level with you. I'm thinking of just throwing in the towel and being completely straight, or just ace. Ace is more financially stable. Who needs to be a Sugar Son for a House Daddy, when you can just be a rich twink with a 5 star fleshlight? It's Aba-dick-ian Fitch (mwah). But, it's just kinda getting me back into my reclusive tendencies. Tendencies where I just kind of think no one really wants dick, that it's all a lie, and that there's no point in going after guys in the first place. Every compliment is a lie, every wink is tease and every gesture is a joke.... And well, my hopes are just the punchline...... Oh fuck that hurt typing that shit out. Damn...... Might actually be an artist or something, fuck, fam'. LITerature (BAM). But, the thing is, I just kinda feel like older men are just kinda wanting younger guys as a means of a trophy, more so than genuinely want them. With me, I realise that there's possibly going to be a political, emotional, and mental disconnect. And, it's not because they're older than me, but because they're an individual. But, despite all that, I get familiar with older shows, music and such, and still make good jokes in person. I try to expand my horizons and means to understand them, and accept them for who they are... And well, they just seem not to want to do the same. Just be stuck on a loop. But what do you guys think? You think older men want younger guys? Do you think it's possible? No? Or think I should have a brick to the head because I'm culturally appropriating drag queen culture? Leave your thoughts down below as I finish drinking this drink that definitely not piss..... It is most certainly not piss.... I hope the fuck it's not piss..... Well, fuck.

At first the title doesn't sound that out of the ordinary... But I do HIV testing @ the local Sex Club/Bathhouse. This afternoon I noticed this cute cub like 20 something hanging obviously with his "daddy" of about 60 ( he was nothing special) I tested the 26 yo first and when I gave him his negative result the hug turned into making out and I felt a very FAT average length cut cock get very hard. I sucked him a bit and he asked when I was done. And said he'd wait around. During the next couple hours I tested the Daddy too, and the cub asked if he could watch... I said sure, I finished and met them at their room... It didn't take much time, i dropped my shorts, sucked the cub a bit and go doggy on the bed. I had pre lubed and he slid in slowly but easily. He fucked me slow & fast for about 15 minutes, Daddy was enjoying the show and rubbed my back and ass as his boy fucked me. we moved further up the bed and I started to ask if he'd give me his load... Asked me to beg for it which I did and was soon rewarded. I don't often do this on work hours ( well it was after) and it was HOT. They return to Upstate NY tomorrow morning.

Are you kidding me!!😑 Who's the fuck care about if our throat gonna ravage or if it's hurt and what faggots bitches wants!! All It's depend on the alpha tops and their needs. If they want to ravage my dirty slutty throat hole for sure they can do it. Faggots born to be serve and used without fucking complain.

I was in junior high living in Queens. By my parents place was a big park and I was there once with a gay friend from school. It started getting dark out and he said casually that we should get out of there because around this time the park became very cruisy. At the time i didnt know what that meant and after he explained it to me I couldn’t get it out of my head that men went to the park to hookup in public! One day I told my parents i was going to go for a run, which wasn’t usual for me but I convinced them It was a new thing I was trying out. I remember wearing a pair of gym shorts that had a liner in them to hold your junk in place and a loose tank top. I jogged on over to the park and kept jogging along the paved trails. then the sun started to set and I remember being nervous thinking about all the Law and Order episodes that started with some dumb chick jogging in the park at night and decided to head out of there. But before I did this tall Latino man came out from a wooded trail right in front of me. he was kind of the working daddy type, tall a little burly not muscled or fat just well built. He sized me up, smiled and winked at me then nodded in the direction of the wooded trail he had just came from. i knew I should go but my dick was straining in my shorts and I was compelled to follow him, so i did. He never looked back and kept walking through the path and I just followed trying to be as silent as possible. My heart was beating so fast and my legs were shaking, I remember being so scared but I also never turned away. Finally he reached a large tree and walked behind it. I followed him and he was leaning on the tree rubbing his cock through his jeans. He motioned for me to get closer and I did. Then he took my hand and placed it firmly on his crotch. I had never touched an adult mans cock before and couldnt believe I was now. I started to stroke his hardness through his jeans and it felt think and meaty and warm. Then the man procured a small brown bottle uncapped it and took a few long sniffs from each nostril. He asked me if I wanted some but didn;t wait for my answer and put the bottle to my nose holding one nostril shut with his other finger. I inhaled three long hits of poppers for the first time. My body went hot and I was light headed but I immediately sank to my knees and started to lick the his cock through his jeans. He unbuckled his jeans and out plopped a large uncut brown dick. I remember it was darker than the rest of body. He hit me in the face with it a few times then rubbed its leaking head across my lips. I remember thinking it tasted amazing, sticky and warm and sweet and salty all at once. I opened my mouth and he held his cock on my tongue brining the bottle to my nose again. This time I just took the hits myself in each nostril just as he had and then i was lost. I breathed in his musk and sank my mouth down on that warm veiny brown cock and started sucking. I never took my eyes off his and he just kept nodding says “thats it papi, yeah thats it. Suck my cock papi.” And I did I kept sucking in a trance running my tongue all over his the underside of his veiny cock and sucking the smooth shiny head getting my tongue in his piss slit. Every time he moaned I was exhilarated, I couldn;t belive I was finally doing this, I was sucking cock and it felt so right, so perfect. Then we heard a twig snap and he jumped around to see who was there. Fairly close to us was a black guy, maybe in his 40’s who was also running his dick through his pants. i tried to get up but the man pulled his dick out again and firmly held my shoulder down keeping me on my knees. He made me take another hit of poppers and and then guided his cock back into my mouth. I was freaked out knowing there was someone watching us but the guy i was sucking was definitely stronger than me. i was 5’5” maybe 110lbs of nothing compared to him. So I watched as well as I could from an angle as the black man got closer . I realized he was stroking his dick too and it was very very long, I could’t Tell then how long it really was but now I’m guessing maybe 9 inches. it has a downward curve and his bald were super long too. He got right next to the Latino guy who just took the black mans cock in his hand and stroked it whil i stayed on the Latino guys cock. The black man said “daaaamn” in a real low deep voice, “he yours?” He asked. “No, just found him cruising for dick.” The Latino daddy replied. He kept on with his “yes papi, suck me papi” and between the poppers and the two cocks in my face I relaxed and just let this man enjoy my mouth. He started to thrust into my throat and grabbed my hair. He was fucking my throat now and my eyes were watering and i gagged a bunch with spit flowing out the sides of my mouth down my chin and the black guys kept says “daaaamn” and then Latino guy’s breathing grew more rapid and he thrust harder into my throat. i was getting scared because he was getting more and more rough with my face but I stayed there afraid to get up and run. Suddenly the Latino man grunted hard saying “Yes papi, swallow it. Swallow it” and i felt rope after rope of cum fill my mouth. at first I though oh fuck I have to spit this out but I felt another set of hands, the black guy’s on the back of my head holding me in place and the Latino guy made me hit poppers again while I was drowning in his sperm. So i swallowed it, my head spinning and my jaw aching, but i swallowed it. the Latino guy pulled his cock out of my mouth and wiped it on my face. He bent down and kissed me pushing his tongue into my mouth. “Thanks papi” he said, and then he pushed the poppers into my hand, “there are for you.” He said after he zipped up and walked away. I was going to get up and off my knees but the black man stopped me. “Take another hit of those poppers boy, you got more cock to suck.” I couldn’t believe this was what i was doing. A junior high kid sucking cock for the first time. I loved how slutty i felt, i had swallowed my first load of cum, sucked my first cock and it was an adult strangers in a park. And here I was on my knees about to suck another stranger, some black guy and I was thrilled. I felt so good, so happy, so fulfilled. Right there, staring at that black stranger’s big dick I took another hit of poppers just as he told me to. He said “Daaamn” again as I swallowed my second ever dick. I knew I wouldn’t leave until his load was down my throat too. And I knew that if another man showed up, I’d probably suck him too. That night I got home at 8:30. I had been gone for three hours and i kissed my mom with the same mouth that sucked two strangers off in the park. “Did you enjoy your jog?” She asked me. ”Yeah it was awesome, I’m definitely going for a run tomorrow night too.”

lol yupp. There was so much cum in the slut that it was dripping down my balls while I fucked her so I got the bitch to lick the cum off my balls when she sucked my cock clean after I was finished using that swampy fuckhole. The whore actually reeked like cum and had a streak of dry cum on her face. Bitches panties were soaked with jizz in the pussy area. I'm lowkey impressed some faggots will actually leave the house and walk around in public dressed like such an obvious cumdump. Daddy must be so proud. lmao

Justin was a bit dazed and his eyes had to adjust when he went outside but he headed home and knew he needed to get ready for the straight guy who was coming yet tonight. He got home and had some time and got on BBRT. He had well over 100 messages and he opened the first, he read it. Boy, you did a really good job tonight at the bookstore, it is always hot to find a young boy who knows that his holes are for big dirty dick and backs up his ass and just lets a hot hung guy fuck and blow his dirty load in you.. You need to be at the bookstore tomorrow at 11 AM. Same middle booth will be empty for you! I will have you out of there in time to get to your audition for the gangbang. I know they are going to pick you having had my dick in that sweet ass of yours. Justin sent back and email and that read - I will be there, 11 Am. Then Justin went to look at his profile, it had nothing in his status, said he was a top and the description read looking for a boyfriend, all bottom who likes being shared with other men. Justin thought, I would like to be his boyfriend he is so nice and hot and he thought of that big curved dick. The next email and the one after it were BBC's both poz and telling Justin they need to fuck his hot little neg hole. He saved and then ten more poz emails from hot dick then he deleted four and then an email from a young guy. His message stated that he was coming into town next week and looking to be with a guy like Justin. Wondered if he could help him learn about sex. Justin responded he wanted to meet when he got to town. He looks at his profile and nothing was marked but his pictures showed a tall lean guy with a big dick. Justin was salivating. He looked at his watch and needed to get ready for the straight guy. He hopped in the shower and cleaned up and then grabbed another drink. He then went back to BBRT and send D a message. Hey, you said you had some more supplies hidden around my place can you help me out. I could use a couple. Five minutes later as Justin went through more emails D responded. You have two rocks in the nightstand to the right of your bed. Good slut boy! Justin quickly went to the dresser and took the two rocks and slide them deep in his hole. Just started to feel better, and he went back to BBRT. He opened an email from the guy who wanted him to come to try out for the gangbang. The email read. This is to confirm that you are one of two who are still in the running to the guest of honor at our gangbang. Each bottom must take a rapid HIV test and pass it as neg to be in the running. The third bottom tested positive and can no longer be considered for the party. The tops who are coming are very excited and have told us from the body pics we shared on our flyers that they would prefer your jock body and fine ass to be the bottom so make sure you are the address below at 2 PM tomorrow. Be cleaned out and ready. Justin rubbed his balls and cock and thought how fun that sounded and he knew he was neg so it sounded like they would pick him. He shot an email back and said, I am neg so no worries there and yes I will be there at 2. He was ready for his straight guy and soon an email came in from him. I will be there shortly, make sure you have a blindfold on and lay on the edge of the bed with your head with your head were your feet would normally go and do not move once I enter the room. Got it? Just shot back and email quickly and said yes Sir. The straight guy sent back an email and said 10 minutes. Leave the door unlocked. Justin went to the door and made sure it was unlocked and he grabbed his last drink from the fridge and drank it down. He then got on the bed as instructed and put the blindfold on while he lay flying and spinning. He heard the door and then felt a rag on his nose and he was passed out a minute later. Dan had come over to rig him up. He restrained his legs and arms and took his arm and tied it off and gave him his first point. and removed the rope. The boy tried to shoot off the bed but his restrained arms kept him in place. He was breathing heavy and moaning as Dan grabbed his cock and balls and pulled them out from the jock strap. He rubbed and played with his boy dick and aching balls and Justin moaned and tried to move. That little dick kept oozing precum and then Dan heard his straight buddy come in. Your fag whore is ready, he just took a point and I left five more on the nightstand. Use all you want if you have left overs you can drop them off. I also filled the fridge again with G so feed him what he needs for your use. Dad grabbed the kids balls and crushed them in his hands and he let out a cry and he quickly let go. If he give your any trouble this will always get his attention. Dad headed for the door and soon they both heard the door close behind them.

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.

Yes, older guys like younger, but the two age groups can view things differently and both parties should try to understand where the other is coming from. Being older, I've learned that my FB's are valuable, they won't be around forever, and it's OK to like them without wanting to be BF's. That said, most of my FB's are younger, they often want an impersonal, sexually-focused association, and are turned-off by friendly, G-rated interactions of any kind. They also expect me to keep-up, so it's important for older men not to inflate their prowess and make promises they can't keep, and for younger guys not to assume an older guy's friendliness is necessarily an attempt to get closer, we just know your value, sometime's we get excited about it and it shows. In my view, these are minor considerations when compared to sexual compatibility, which is what really matters.

The Couple in my life… (part 1) I met this couple online and I was chatting with one of them, true bear, fur all over, hung, beard, stocky, gorgeous. We chatted off and on for several months when he asked if I wanted to meet, of course I said yes without hesitation. They were looking for a third but he wanted to meet me alone first to get to know me before introducing me to his partner, who was a bit older but just as sexy and hot. I met him after work one evening at a local coffee place. I got there first, he walked in and he was so much hotter than in pics. We talked for a few hours and he had to take off because he had an early morning but told me he wanted to meet up again. So we made plans to meet at his office the next day and then go back to his place to have dinner and hang out, his partner was away for the week so it was cool. I met him at his office and he told me to follow him. We arrived at his house and I made sure I had my condoms packed in my wallet just in case the night went where I wanted it. He gave me a tour and there was one room he skipped over. I didn’t think much of it and then he said it was just an empty bedroom for storage. We went back downstairs and he started to prep dinner and poured some wine for us. This led to opening another bottle, and another. We were both pretty lit by the time dinner was ready. Just before dinner was ready he came over and asked what I was into, I explained I am open to anything and a bottom. He got a big grin on his face, leaned in and kissed me. We kissed for a few minutes, he pulled away and said, this will be fun. He then served up dinner and we continued talking. He asked if I was sub and replied, I can be. Then he asked if I liked enhancements, I asked what kind, he said, poppers, pot, meth, coke, I replied that I loved poppers, pot does nothing for me and I have never tried meth or coke. Are you open to trying he asked, I replied, sure. He got a big grin and said, awesome! Let’s move to the couch…. We get on the couch and start making out hard. He asks me do I like bareback and say no, I have condoms with me. He says ok and make out some more and then he tells me to get upstairs… I reply with a yes sir… He orders me to strip down then to strip him, his body is amazing, and I rub it and kiss it all over. He tells me to get on the bed on all fours and walks out of the room. He comes back and quickly slips a hood on my head. I try to fight and he just holds me down. He whispers in my ear, remember you told me you were sub, now your mine…. I just replied, yes sir. He starts to finger my hole hard, it feels like it’s getting cut up. He pulls his fingers out and shoves them in my mouth to clean them off. I oblige. Then I feel something hard against my hole, it scratches as it gets pushed in, he says, this should relax you some. I asked what the fuck are you giving me, he just leaned in and says shhhhh, its ok. Then tells me to get up on my feet. I can’t see a thing so I carefully get up and stand there; he takes my arm and starts to lead me somewhere. I allow him and don’t ask where we are going, I hear a door creak open and it’s very warm in the room and smells weird. The floor is rubbery and he leads me into the room and then turns me around and tells me to sit up into what’s behind me. I have trouble to he helps me and its cold and feels like its hanging, like a swing. He helps me adjust in the seat and then grabs my arm and I feel him handcuff it to something, and then grabs the other and does the same, then my feet are lifted and locked in place. Good boy he replies. He pulls off the hood and there is a mirror above me, I look around and see that I am in a sling. I am feeling kinda high now and getting very horny. He turns on the other lights and I see all kinds of things, dildos, whips, flogs, the room is a dungeon, this is the room he didn’t show me earlier. He walks over and kisses me, I get a full view of his cock, so not what he said, it’s bigger! And has a 000 gauge piercing. He pulls off the kiss and asks where are my condoms, I reply they were in my pants pocket, and I brought the magnums. He walks into the other room and comes back with my pants and reaches in and pulls out the sleeve of 5 condoms. He looks and me and says, were you expecting to use all these? I chuckle and say, not all of them… he laughs back and says, I’m not going to use any of them.. I look at him puzzled. He walks over to a drawer, pulls out a scissor and cuts all the condoms in half, I don’t use condoms remember, he replies. You want to be our boy then you do it the way we want. You actually will be mine to start, hence why you are here alone with me. He says, I am going to mark you as mine. Mark me? I reply, yes, I am going to fuck you all night and poz you up! I reply no way and start to squirm. Don’t worry boy, you are already on your way. Your hole is nice and raw and I plan on fucking you and dropping my loads in you all night. With that he takes a rag, dumps some poppers into it and wraps the rag around my nose, holding it in place with a ball gag in my mouth. My head starts too spin and he then puts a belt around my arm and pulls out a syringe. I see it’s filled with liquid. He wraps a rubber strap around his arm, injects some of the liquid and pulls some blood out, gives me a wink and says welcome to the family and finds a vein in my arm and inserts the needle, I watch him pull some blood, mixing his and mine together and then jams the contents into my arm. Welcome to the club baby. He pulls the needle out and releases the belt, I feel an instant rush and start to cough and I feel like I’m going to pass out. He walks around and is down by my ass, and says, you ready boy? I just start begging to be fucked. He says, good boy and rams his cock all the way in.. He starts to fuck me hard and keeps say, daddy loves my boys ass… within a few minutes he shoots a huge load in my hole. I beg for more, he just keeps fucking me, he dropped 4 loads in me in an hour. He pulls out, walks over to my head and kisses me. How is boy feeling he asks, I reply, I want more. Fuck me more I beg. He laughs, in time baby. He grabs the strap, hits me full force across my ass, and then wraps it around my arm again. He says, this will help you rest a bit, and then you will be ready for more. He gets another syringe and finds a vein and injects all the contents. He leans in and kisses me and says, get some rest baby boy, you will have a long night. He walks to the wall, getting a big butt plug and shoves it into my ass. I don’t want anything leaking out while your resting, winks and walks out. I look up and see the mirror and see myself laying there. In my haze, I look around and see cameras on the walls, I pass out. More to come……

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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."

Ch.9 Kneeling in the hot soothing water I could have stayed there sucking his cock for ever. Well a long time anyway. He had other ideas. Clearly he had been enjoying the starter but was hungry for much more. He pulls my head back and kisses me again freeing his cock from between my lips. His hands slide down from my head to my shoulders and he pushes me backwards until I am standing in the centre of the pool. He turns me and pushes me down until I am bent in front of him, my hands on the side of the pool gripping the edge in anticipation of what is to come. “From what I heard you’re a cum hungry slut so I want you to know two things before I start.” I think I tried to stand at this but I felt his hand on my shoulder pushing me down with surprising strength. “One. I’m not going to go easy on you. But I promise you’ll want more by the time I’m done with you.” As he says this his fingers are already teasing and probing my hole and I am softly thrusting my hips at his touch. “Two. I already know you take all loads so mine will be nothing new to you. Ready for my poz dick boy?” He wasn’t asking so much as telling me his status. Before he has finished talking his cock head is already pressed hard against my arsehole and I can feel myself opening. Fuck he is big though. Especially with no warm up. I am panting and desperately trying to push down, to relax my hole. I want to be fucked but I don’t want to be ripped apart. He keeps pressing forwards. My hole springs around the head of his fat dick and I groan at the full sensation. He keeps up the pressure and more of that cock is pushed into me forcing my channel to widen. “Fuck! Its too much! I can’t. I can’t!” I am sobbing as he presses even more into me. At the moment its just pain. Deep internal and inescapable. I know I’ve been used and pounded before but that was after serious warming up. This is my warm up. His huge dick making its own path inside me. My fingers are pressed hard into the side of the hot tub. And for a few minutes the only sounds are the bubbling of the water and my pained gasps as inch by inch this man makes me take his whole length. With my eyes screwed shut every sensation seems amplified and the throbbing from my anal walls is everything I can concentrate on. So when I feel his breath on my neck And his hips pressing me from behind I am in no doubt that he is all the way inside me. “There you go. Now we can have some fun.” The feeling as he pulls backwards out of my stretched arse is so hard to describe adequately. My hole is gripping him as he withdraws and I am pushing down trying to open up to make his passage easier. I know I am moaning and sweating with the effort but at no point do I even try to move away. As I feel the ridge of his cock head pulling at my ring he suddenly shoves forward and starts filling me again. I groan as he shoves at least half his length into me. To stop myself being thrown forward into the side of the tub I have to push back, back against him, all the way back onto his mammoth cock. “Yeah that’s the way boy! Make yourself take it all.” Like I have a choice now! Like I was ever going to refuse. Even through the pain that is still radiating from my spread fuckhole I can feel the pulsing pleasure that is beginning to reveal itself every time his thick tool rubs across my prostate. With every thrust from him I am pushing back and shove after shove his movements become easier, faster. Beneath me I can feel my cock growing harder as I squeeze and push my anal walls around the invading dick. Before long he is fucking me, hard deep fucking that I am taking and welcoming. The water splashes around us with each pounding of my hole and we are both grunting with the heat and exertion. “I knew you’d love it boy!” “So fucking big, so fucking big!” My response is all I can manage, rational thought is being fucked out of me again and I am reduced to a hole for men to enjoy. My cock is bouncing and pulsing in the water as my arsehole is turned into another man’s cumdump. The pain from my initial opening is all but gone and even that has become part of the pleasure. Knowing my cunt is so full, so stretched and bringing pleasure to this amazing cock has my eyes rolling. He speeds up and his hands are kneading my cheeks harder and I can tell he’s going to unload everything into me. “Do it!” I yell as I push myself onto him meeting his thrusts. “You want it don’t you boy?” “Fuck yes! Fill me up! KNOCK ME UP’” He jams into me all the way, then a slight withdraw, before short jabbing pumps push his spasming cock to coat my insides with his thick infected spunk. For my part I keep clenching my hole and pushing onto him to milk every drop from his heavy balls. His hands are rubbing up and down my back as we both hold there panting in the after fuck glow. As he recollects himself he pulls out of me and I nearly collapse. I manage to sit at the edge of the pool feeling almost weightless as the water flows around me. I don’t even realise he has climbed out of the pool before he says from the doorway, “I’ll look for you later, I think you’ll be wanting some more of this before you’re done for the night.” I smile stupidly as he gestures to his soft, but still sizeable cock. I am still trembling from his fucking. There’s just no way I can say no.

Ch.2 I’m not waiting long before I feel hands on my head making me face forward. I am lifted until on my hands and knees and facing a fairly thick set of legs with a thick cock jutting from between them. The head is leaking precum which has soaked all around his thick foreskin. I lick my lips unconsciously and lean forward. I run my tongue all around that cock head revelling in the flavour of his juices. I flick my tongue around the tip and his piss-slit before worming under that foreskin to tease around his glans. He begins to buck as I work the sensitive cockhead causing him to push into my mouth. I don’t hesitate and begin to suck him hungrily. He grabs my head on either side and starts a fucking motion. I start to moan around his dick to cause vibration through his shaft and he grunts at my efforts to please him. “Fucking good cocksucker, watched you take that load just now. Knew you’d want some more spunk in you.” As he says this I feel another pair of hands on my arse spreading me. I try to brace myself for the fucking to come but instead I feel warmth and then the sensation of my hole being licked. My eyes roll in pleasure as I am rimmed. The cock in my mouth keeps up its relentless pace and I am really moaning now as I feel fingers shoved into me. “Just wanted to make sure you were good and open. We’re both pretty thick.” The voice from behind me was a little muffled but I processed the intent and was thankful for the consideration. Even though I had just been fucked if the guy behind me was anything like the guy currently using my mouth it was going to stretch me. Moments later I feel the shifting as the guy behind me, satisfied that I was open enough, moves himself into position. The thick, blunt head that presses to my ring and forces through in a swift fashion would have had me shouting if I wasn’t already gagged with cock. It doesn’t really hurt, other than in that good way that comes from being stretched, but I feel unready as they both begin to match thrusts inside me. Filled at either end, my hips and head being held I have no choice but to go with it and ride it out. Not that I’m complaining. On the contrary I’m moaning like a total slut being stretched, fucked and used by two very thick cocked guys either one of which could probably lift me one handed. It is wonderful and I am completely gone. I’m not driving anymore. Need is. Lust is. These two amazing fuckers are. I know my arse is going to be gaped after this, the pounding that has built up behind me is punishing my behind in the best ways I can imagine. The long thrusts in and out of me in constant rhythm have my own cock bouncing under me and dripping precum like crazy. The slide and stretch that pulls at my anal muscles then keeps rocking my prostate has me bucking my hips like the keenest bitch. All the while I am drooling and moaning around the buddy who is using my mouth like his favourite wank toy. “Fuck this cunt is good.” “I know. Bitch can suck too.” “You close? Or you wanna swap?” “Happy to change it up, I want to try everything this fucker has before we breed him.” I can hear the words and in some way I understand whats happening as they both suddenly withdraw and leave me panting on the bench. A moaning sticky mess. They are quick to swap ends though and I am very quickly pulled back how they want me. With no time to relax or even say anything they both drive into me. I taste myself on the cock now filling my mouth holding my jaw wide. My tongue flicks around the shaft as the guy, who just seconds ago was stretching out my arsehole, begins to push into my throat. Trying to accommodate him my focus is lost as I am pushed forward by the guy behind me as he rams himself home. I am again a fuck tube for them both. I swear their cocks are almost identical. I feel stretched in practically the same way at either end as they pick up their pace. The hammering at my backdoor has me once again groaning in total pleasure around the cock making me gag and I feel my whole body shudder as they use me for their enjoyment. “Both of us are going to cum up your cunt.” “Yeah, we figured you were here for loads when we saw you bouncing on that cock earlier.” “Going to soak you with spunk you dirty slut.” “You know it’s what you want.” I know they were talking to me, I know it was all true. I do want it. It’s the only thing that matters. I need their cum mixing inside me. Even as they are talking I am nodding in agreement, unable to form any words around the impressive cock stretching my lips. “I reckon there’s a good few here tonight who’ll want to add to that cumdump hole.” “Fuck yes, you come in here and start taking loads you’ll definitely get noticed.” “No way you leave without being properly bred you dirty cunt.” I was moaning incoherently as they pound me harder. Their dirty talking turning me on but becoming darker as they fucked me more and more. Maybe it’s just cum talk. Saying the nastiest things to push each other over the edge. As their pleasure builds so they lose the normal internal censor. “Fuck yes! Building up a nice dirty load for your hole you fucking slut.” The guy fucking my arse wasn’t quiet he was pretty much yells this as he drive his thick shaft into my sloppy hole. It feels so good I can’t even try to pull away. But it’s pretty obvious they intend to make me take more than cum from them. “Fuck him harder.” The guy in my mouth is holding my head firmly as his mate slams into me over and over. “Tear that hole up good for your spunk!” “Oh yes going to knock you up bitch.” I was still rocking my hips. The pleasure is undeniable and with no way out I have to take his cock. And his cum. He groans as he shoves into me. I feel his cock pulsing as he squeezes my hips. “Fuck, oh fuck. Cumming you cunt. Breeding you!” I can’t help it. I moan around the cock in my mouth again. It does feel good and I love the sensation. I guess I just never expected to be used so thoroughly and in such plain sight. The cock is pulled from my arse and I start to slump on the bench. But I am held in place as the guy at my head moves behind me and jams his cock back into my fuckhole. “Oh fuck!” It’s all I can manage as I am again subjected to a pounding fuck. The guy who had just unloaded inside me has walked up to my head and knelt in front of me. Holding my head he looks into my eyes and grins. I am mumbling as I am taking his buddy’s cock hard and fast but he just talks to me. “Yeah we’re both poz. Both unmedicated and we’ve both fucked you hard. Plus from what I’ve seen behind you there’s quite a crowd who wanted to see what all the noise was and from all of the stroking going on quite a few want to add to the spunk filling inside you.” “I don’t..” “Shhh. Yes you do. You know you came in here tonight looking to get fucked and now you will be. By the time you leave here you will definitely be knocked up so you might as well enjoy it. It certainly looks like you have been so far.” As he finishes talking he reaches under me and squeezes my leaking dick. As he did this his mate fucked hard into me a few more times then roared as his climax took him over. My hole swallows his cock and his cum while I push my face into the bench yelling in my own pleasure. I hear a smattering of applause from around the room and I raise my head to see at least a dozen guys watching these two congratulating themselves on their very thorough breeding of me. As the two disappear out of the room several of the onlookers step forward and surround the bench. I realise I haven’t even moved. I’m still on my hands and knees presenting my well fucked arse to the crowd. I might as well have sent out invitations.

Part 2 *** Sorry this took so long to post guys! I hope you enjoy!!*** The sound of my phone ringing woke me from a dead sleep. Eyes still closed I grabbed it and saw that Jack was calling and had tried calling me multiple times. I shook my head a few times to clear the fog and answered. My throat was dry as hell and my voice sounded raspy. "Morning babe. Sorry I missed your calls. I had a few too many glasses of wine last night haha." "Awww, I'm sorry babe. I'm slightly hungover as well. Dane and I were with new clients and they decided that we should open up some 20 year old bourbon..." "Oh wow! that must've been amaz..." Before I could finish I felt the bed move and looked over my shoulder. I was looking a burly naked ginger bear sleeping on my husbands pillow. "uhh, can I call you back? I think I'm going to vomit!" I quickly hung up before Jack could answer. As I sat my phone down on the nightstand the previous nights events rolled back into my mind. I had cheated on my husband with another married bear. We had unprotected sex, and he was poz. What did I do? As I was processing everything, the man started to stir. We made eye contact and that caused more and more details to flood my mind. The feeling of his raw cock, him on top of me, him flooding my ass with cum, everything that I wanted, I got last night. I must've had a look on my face because the man let out a deep chuckle and started to talk. "You look like you don't remember much from last son. Don't you remember begging daddy to put a load deep in your cheating ass?" He threw me a devilish smile and winked. I could feel myself melt and he could tell I was in his clutches. "Why don't you come over and cuddle daddy some. We can talk about what happened last night." My body took over and I slowly pressed against the ginger bear in my bed. As he told me more and more about what happened last night I quickly became aroused. My hands instantly went to hide my growing erection. "Son, don't hide that. I'm hard too. Feel the cock that knocked you up in the bed you share with your man." He grabbed my hand and held it against his hardening shaft. "See how much you turn daddy on? Feel that precum slowly leaking out?" I felt his precum on my hands and instinctively took it to my lips. "Good boy... But don't you know that my precum is made to go in your hole? Daddy loves to work it into a hairy cub ass like yours." My hole started to twitch with hunger. "Uhh...daddy....are you really poz?" My voice was shaking as I asked him this important question. I felt his hand reach down to his cock, and the next thing I knew he was pressing his precum into my ass. "Son, yes I am. Are you ok with this?" I felt him work his finger in deeper and deeper. Deep down I was in shock, but at the surface I was a horny cub getting fingered by a toxic daddy. "I know that it can be scary the first time you take a poz load," he said as he stroke my prostate. "Once you take the first one you'll start to crave another." He slowly moved towards me and started to kiss me. His tongue darted into my mouth at the same time he added another finger to my ass. My body shook with pleasure, as he worked more precum into my opening hole. With each stroke he got closer and closer to me craving his cock. "Does cubby want daddy to show him what a second poz load feels like?" All I could was moan and grind my ass onto his fingers. Daddy must've sensed what I wanted because he quickly grabbed the poppers from the nightstand and held them to my nose. "Take a few hits son. Let that piggy cub come back out. Show daddy that you need him to knock you up." The poppers hit me hard and I melted into daddy's hairy chest. "Fuck...me....dad." I said between my popper induced deep breaths. Daddy didn't need any invitation. He swiftly got me on my back, legs up in the air, his dripping cock rubbing my hole. Before I knew what was happening I felt the poppers back under my nose. "Now, son, I want you to take five deep hits. I want to feel your hole opening as I slide my cock into your ass. I want you to think about all the times your husband didn't fuck you and how daddy will fuck you whenever you want." As I took each big hit, I felt daddy slowly slide into my unprotected hole. All of my inhibitions went out the door as I accepted a poz cock. "Good boy....Daddy is going to pump his cum deep in you. Daddy wants to make you just like him." By the time I took my last hit, daddy was thrusting my ass as hard as he could. He had a look of pure sexual lust on his face. His body was glistening with sweat and his cock was getting harder and harder. "Baby boy, your cheating hole feels so good gripping my cock. Who's cock is better? Mine or your husband? Tell me son, tell me." His cock was balls deep in me when he looked right in my eyes and shouted, "son, tell me that I fuck you better then your husband!" his eyes rolled back and he started too slam my ass harder. "Your cock is better dad! Its thicker, and better than my mans small cock!!" I screamed this as I grabbed his back with my legs trying to get him deeper in my ass. "You can give me things he cant! Fuck me daddy. Take my cheating ass and fucking poz me up!!" The poppers had turned me into the cheating pig that was discovered last night. Daddy could sense this and with his free hand he started to choke my throat. The moment he closed my windpipe down I started to cum. "Yeah, you little pig! Shoot that neg cum!!! Grrrr, your ass is pulsating!" My orgasm lasted for what felt like 20 minutes. The moment I felt it start to slow I locked eyes with my ginger bear. "Fuck son. Daddys cumming! Daddys knocking up your cheating ass right.....right....right now!" He let out a wild grunt and scream as I felt his dick pulsate in my ass. His dick was as deep as it could go and it felt like he was unloading a gallon of toxic jizz. I was in heaven and in hell at the same time. Before I could say anything daddy fell on top of me and started to kiss me again and in between kisses he said, "Than you son for letting me take your poz virginity. Thank you for letting me show you how sex should be. You ass is mine now." The weight of his body mixed with my load was one of the most erotic feelings I've ever experienced. Twenty minutes passed before he got off of me. We both got out of bed and admired the messy sheets. The combination of cum, sweat and blood from my ass made my dick twitch, as well as made my mind race. I now had two huge poz loads deep in my guts. I had cheated on Jack with the same man in less then 12 hours. My face must've had a worried look on it because I felt an arm go around me. I nuzzled into the sweaty pits of the ginger daddy and took in the smell. In less then a day I went from a devoted husband, to a chasing, cheating, bottom pig. Jack was gone for another two weeks and I wondered what other mischief I was going to get into....

I'll aways remember the first time I watched a scene from Treasure Island Media. It was two brothers who describe how fooling around in HIgh School turned into an intensely primal expression of their love and their bond. Then we get to watch brother breed brother. Watching that unearthed the most intense and primal sexual feelings, as if sex was colors, and I had rediscovered them, not just for being a hot scene, but for activating a more intense, more primal sexuality. But it was also a double edged sword. The idea of being in porn was both something I wanted deeply, but felt impossible because I believed that I was fundamentally unattractive. So you can imagine that I was more than a little bit surprised when their casting department reached out to me, and asked me to fill out an applicant to be a model. I thought it must be a prank. It wasn't until after the interview that I realized it actually fucking happened. I had just interviewed with Treasure Island Media to be a porn star. It was one of the best things I've ever done in my life.

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.

Had a little time yesterday morning so put on a jock and went on a tour of east Portland bookstores. Don’t get out there often. Came home with 3 loads dropping out of my hole and I gave 1 First was at Liberated World. Sucked this kinda sketchy guy through a gh who made it clear he wanted in my ass. Turned around and took his cock, then sucked a cock coming through the other adjoining gh. He was a verbal fucker so everyone in the place knew I was taking loads. He shot a good size load. Second was at the same place, turned around so the second cock was in my ass. Black guy. Decent cock. Worked me a while and I felt him tensing up and shooting. Wish he had been a little louder though. Third was at Peeps... a hipster guy who played with my ass for a while through the hole but after he slid in, he was only good for a few strokes before he shot. Oh well. Got his cum. Then went to Taboo and hung out in the back. This runner looking dude came in and signaled me into an adjoining booth. He gave a pretty good bj. I fed him poppers through the hole because I wanted his hole, and he gave it to me. Super tight, hadn’t been bred in a long time. Eventually I bred him deep and loud, and he seemed irritated that I came inside him. He asked me if I was poz and I just walked out...

Blonde And Stupid – Two Christian Boys Dragged Down (Part 02) ** Please remember to ‘like’ the story if you enjoyed it. Feel free to comment or to contact me via mail. Thx. ** Ryan was so excited. He thought of all the handsome and masculine jocks and his ass was tingling. Ben saw things differently. He was also horny, but he was more carefully and a bit scared too. What if their parents would find out, that they were gay. How would they react? What if they would change their behavior. He didn’t want to act like a sissy. Right now they lived a peaceful life. A little bit undercover. Maybe they were not happy all the time, but… it was a good and easy life. They had average grades at school. It wasn’t too hard to get good results at school, maybe because of their looks. Of course they got also teased from the members of the different sports teams, because they weren’t so much into the boy stuff. Girls, on the other hand, would adore the teens. Everything would change, if they decided to open up and come out of the closet. Ryan tried to calm his pal down. “No one said, we need to come out to our parents or our friends. Just let us experience some fun and meet some guys who are willing to help us and feed us some cock” “Nothing happens without a price. If we do one thing, it will trigger another. That’s what I’m afraid of” Ben answered. “You are thinking too much with your brain. Start thinking with your ass…” Ryan said and farted loudly. Ben threw his pillow towards Ryan and both guys laughed merrily. The next day was an ordinary Saturday. They went downtown and did some shopping. They met some of Ryan’s female friends at Starbucks. Then they returned home and had lunch with Ryan’s parents. In the afternoon they watched some stuff on TV to kill some time. Both guys had to admit, that they kept thinking of the big cocks they had seen last night on Skype. Ryan’s parents were invited that evening and told his son and Ben, they would be home way after midnight. So the lads were all alone, when they started their computer and opened Skype. Soon they received a request and accepted the call. This time they had their cam turned to them and they smiled, when they saw the jocks from last night. These guys seemed to be in their mid-twenties. Ryan liked that. He felt more open to them, because the age gap wasn’t too big. “Oh… Only three guys tonight?” Ryan looked disappointed. “We thought it would be better to talk to you in a moderated number. You guys are too hot. We are a bunch of horny fuckers. If eight hard cocks are on this side, we won’t be able to talk to you in a decent way” the guy on the other side said. Both boys wore only shirts and tight underwear. “So what are your names?” he asked. “I am Ryan and this is Ben. We are both friends. We met on the internet and know each other only for a short while. But we became very close” Ryan answered. “Understandable. Two fags giving each other support and rubbing their dicks together. You surely sniff at each other’s asses.” Biohazard1 replied. Ben was a bit intimidated by those rude words, but Ryan was turned on by that and already massaged the cock in his briefs. “You said you live in Marcon?” one guy asked. “Well… I do. I live with my parents… Ben lives in Rome… also with his parents.” Ryan chatted. “And you two are virgins? How come? You are two nice looking faggots” one guy expressed. “It is not so easy. Our parents wouldn’t approve. They are heavily engaged in our churches and we don’t want to hurt them….” Ben answered. They described the situation at their schools also and mentioned the names of the schools nonchalantly. “Your parents won’t have to know, that you let your faggot asses get fucked by some horny jocks….” another guy mentioned. “How come you haven’t fucked each other yet? Can’t you get a hard on, if you are supposed to be an active fucker?” someone wanted to know. “Well… we both want to be… pure bottoms and we talked about it a lot. We tried some things, but that was limited to kissing each other and jerking off a lot.” Ryan sighs. “So you fags want to be used as cheap fuck holes. You need your cunts stretched beyond repair. We can do this for you, you know?” Biohazard1 explained. “But you know, we must be sure, that you are not just fakes. You got to prove to us, that you are really fags and that you really want our cocks” The three jocks muted their microphone and discussed the situation obviously. While both lads stared at the screen, two guys got up and opened their jeans slowly. They hauled their dicks out of their pants and started stroking their cocks, while being heavily engaged into a disputation. Ben and Ryan were hypnotized, just viewing the big hunks stroking their tools slowly. “We’re back. So do you dare to prove your seriousness?” Biohhazard1 asked. “Yeah…. yeah…. we will do anything, to prove we are sincerely.” “Okay…. Ryan. Go to the room, where your mom keeps all the dirty laundry and get the box to your room. Go and get it NOW” the guys ordered. Ryan couldn’t imagine why he should pick up this box and get it into his room, but he followed the order. Then they guys told him to pick up every dirty laundry out of the box and show it to them. There appeared socks, trousers, shirts… every time he pulled something up, he had to show it in front of the camera and drop it to the floor. Then Ryan picked up a white brief out of the box with only two fingers. “What’s that? Biohazard wanted to know. “My dad’s underpants” said Ryan and wanted to drop the dirty thing also, but the guys told them to stop. They wanted to get ea closer look and so Ryan held the briefs in front of the cam. “Are there piss stains on that underwear or is it dried cum?” Biohazard1 wanted to know. “It looks like piss…” he added. Ryan shrugged his shoulders. “I don’t know… “ he simply answered. “Then find it out. Sniff at it…” Biohazard1 ordered. “I can’t sniff at it. That’s disgusting… it’s from my dad!” he whined. “Pull the underpants over your head. The front of it should be over your nose and mouth. If you don’t do it now, we will our conversation with you guys.” Biohazard1 threatened. Ryan looked in panic to Ben. Ben seemed to be happy, it wasn’t him who had to smell at the underwear. “I am counting to 3…. if you are not wearing the fucking thing over your face and inhale your fathers scent, we will log off. 1…… 2…… aaaand….” the guy counted. Ryan’s eyes spoke volumes of despair but he pulled the white briefs over his head and wore it as requested. Ben was disgusted but the guys on the other side of the cam cheered loudly. “Well done bitch. How does it smell? Do you enjoy your daddies smell?” Ryan had a tight feeling in his chest, but tried to inhale deeply. “I… I don’t know. It smells sweaty” “Why don’t you lick the pants from the inside. This way you can tell us more about the consistency. We would still like to know, if it is piss or dried semen. Maybe both?” they laughed hysterically. The boy retched. The idea of touching the underwear with his tongue, where his dad usually had his dick in, made him sick to the stomach. “You better start licking now. Make it all wet and tell us about how it tastes….” the three guys ordered. All of the sudden they saw how something poked against the fabric from the inside. Ryan truly started licking the undies. “Damn… make it really wet. Use your spit to soak the encrusted stuff. Get the whole flavor you dirty bitch.” the leader of the pack growled. Ben was petrified when he heard his name suddenly. “Hey Ben. Why don’t you help your boyfriend a little bit. Go and use your faggot tongue and start making out with him.” “I don’t understand…” Ben cried. “Lick the pants from the outside. Help him with your spit and do some french-kissing. Your tongues won’t ever meet, since the textile will always separate you. Give him nice and wet kisses – NOW” Ben shivered and moved closer to Ryan. He closed his eyes in fear and started to flinch his tongue against Ryan’s tongue. ‘Are you recording all this shit?’ one of the jocks whispered to the other. ‘Of course I am – this is just too hot man’ he replied. This went on for quite a while, until the hunks had enough fun. Both boys seemed out of breath and had glowing cheeks. “Well… what was it now?” the three guys still wanted to know. “I think it was piss” said Ben. “Yeah, but it was really encrusted from the inside. I guess it was cum also” said Ryan and looked totally unhappy. “Don’t be so shy. What do you think? As faggots you will do other stuff, which will humiliate you even more, just because it is your job. This was nothing!” Biohazard1 stated to them. “Maybe both of you will mouthwash your dad’s underwear continuously. Wouldn’t that be nice? Is it clean now?” he asked. Ryan looked at it silently. “There are no stains anymore” he replied softly. “Get up whores….” Both boys got up and revealed, they had built small tents in their shorts. “That’s what I guessed. You are little perverts. I knew it all along… 100 % FAGGOTS!” With that the connection was interrupted. Ben and Ryan looked at each other desperately. A message came through. ‘Be here tomorrow night at the same time’ Ben looked at Ryan and asked him, if there was another dirty underwear from his dad in the laundry box. Ryan nodded slowly. This time Ben pulled it over his head and both boys repeated the procedure, but this time they jacked off violently. It was for both boys the strongest orgasm they had ever experienced.

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…….

Part II. Bobby and Dylan led us into Alex’ store. Racks of all kinds of sexy gym wear and underwear were all over the walls. Alex appeared from the back room as Bobby and Dylan were picking out things for my boy to try on. “Fresh meat?” he joked as he walked toward us. Alex must have been over six feet tall. His muscular frame and hairy chest bulged out of a tight tank top, with his belly bulging out slightly. He was wearing jeans that showed off his dick snaking down his right leg. Our friends explained the situation, and Alex said he was happy to help, and very straight forward. My boy would take one load for each pair of underwear. I whispered to my boy and our friends, “Taking loads from you guys is one thing, but a stranger?” “Relax,” Dylan said. “He won’t catch anything from Alex that he hasn’t already caught from us.” The winked at each other, then went back to checking out underwear. Alex measured my boy and led him to a fitting room. We made small talk as my boy tried on the first pair, some shiny stretchy briefs. Alex arranged some chairs, and when my boy came out, he told him to dance for us, Alex had my boy grinding into his crotch before telling him to service us all. He ground against me for a moment before moving on to Dylan and Bobby. He told my boy that his shiny briefs were not revealing enough to make big tips, and had him strip naked before trying on a bright yellow thong bikini. My boy pulled on the new bikini and sat right down onto Alex’ lap. He was gyrating when he realized that Alex had unbuttoned his fly and his huge horsecock had snuck out of his jockstrap. He groaned as he rubbed his barely-covered ass against Alex’ huge uncut dick. Dylan and Bobby were so turned on that they had fished out their own cocks and were jerking each other. My boy skipped me and lowered himself on to Bobby’s dick. Dylan reached over and freed my boy’s own hard drooling cock from the bikini briefs. When my boy got up to lower himself onto Dylan’s lap, I saw that his asscrack was wet with precum and nearly see-through. After grinding on Dylan for a minute or so, Alex got up and stood my boy up. He worked the briefs off and brought him a leather jockstrap. As soon as the straps framed my boy’s precummy ass, Alex forced him down onto Bobby’s dick. It was so wet that it slid right up my boy’s ass. Bobby raised and lowered my boy on his cock as he groaned with pleasure. He shot his load in my boy’s guts before pulling out. Alex guided my boy onto Dylan’s dick next. After stabbing a few times, Alex ordered me to guide Dylan’s cock into my boy. Not that I hadn’t done that before, but it was new with Alex in the picture. Alex twisted my boy’s nips as my boy fucked himself up and down on Dylan’s dick. Dylan didn’t last long and filled up my boy with his load. As soon as Dylan caught his breath, Alex yanked my boy down onto his bare cock. With two loads lubing him up, he was sloppy and ready for it. My boy threw his head back, eyes rolling around, as he rode Alex. He took that raw dick like a champ, and was quickly rewarded with his third load of the night. I watched as Alex’ big hairy balls clenched up, knowing he was flooding my boy’s guts with his seed. I was so horny that I came almost immediately without even touching my dick. Alex suggested we all rinse off a little before heading to the strip club to share my boy’s goods for the night. He had a private shower in his office and let my boy shower first saying, ‘Make sure your hole looks fresh, but keep those loads in you. They’ll keep you lubed up for later!” My boy hopped in the tiny stall and started rinsing off his sweat as the rest of us undressed. My heart stopped when Alex peeled off his tight shirt. There, between his shoulder blades was a huge biohazard tattoo. I knew my boy had POZ cum in his ass. My boy hopped out and started toweling off as Alex got in the shower. I pointed out Alex’ tattoo, and my boy just shrugged. I pointed it out to Dylan and Bobby and they grinned. Bobby started fingering my boy’s ass and said, “Alex started giving us POZ seed months ago.” Dylan grabbed his cummy cock and shook it at me, “We converted before the four of us even started playing together!” It dawned on me that we had been playing raw with two POZ guys for months and had never thought to get tested. Alex knew what we were talking about and put his big paws on my shoulders. “Calm down man. You and your boy are sluts. You’ve been taking POZ cum for months. You might both already be POZ and not know it.” Alex continued, “Starting tonight, we’re gonna whore out your boy’s ass to anyone. If he didn’t get his first three POZ load tonight, he’d just get them from someone else.” My boy just grinned. “Besides, we’ve all got a long night ahead of us!” To be continued...

I could not believe what I was seeing. My boyfriend was stripped naked on a mattress surrounded by six guys with cameras, and next to him was a POZ guy with a massive dripping cock. Our frat boy host whispered in my ear, “You okay with this?” I just nodded, certain that my boyfriend would get off on simulated sex with Tom and that I would get to fuck the hell out of him when we got home. I heard one of the guys taking photos to a friend, “Whoah! This is crazy. Think we'll get to shoot a conversion tonight?” Bobby was holding Tom's throbbing cock to his mouth. He looked at me for approval. I nodded, thinking I was letting him know I was ok with him just holding it. As soon as I nodded, Bobby opened his jaw wider and lowered his mouth onto Tom's slimy POZ cock. He managed to swallow it practically to his hairy balls. I figured it was ok for him to just blow this guy. I had read somewhere that it's hard to get POZZED just from a blowjob. The rest of the photographers were close as my boy swallowed down Tom's cock and slurped down his juices. Tom had his hands wrapped around Bobby's head, controlling him. He smiled at me and said, “Hey man. Thanks for this. We'll only take this as far as YOU want, ok?” I nodded again. Somehow I trusted him. I looked up, still nodding as I saw the frat boy host unbuckling his shorts. He must have thought I was nodding at him. He gave me a thumbs up as he shucked his underwear and freed his cock. I remembered what he had told me that sometimes orgies happened, but only when everyone was comfortable with it... For the meantime, the rest of the guys were still clothed, and snapping away. Bobby pulled off of Tom's cock and gave him a huge sloppy kiss. I could see Tom's shiny toxic precum all over Bobby's face and chin. Tom threw him back onto his shoulders and went to work on his cock, swallowing it to the root in one gulp. Bobby's eyes were closed and he threw his head back with a moan. Our frat boy host positioned his balls over Bobby's mouth and lowered them. He looked up at me and grinned. I was stupefied, frozen with lust, fear, and jealousy, as Bobby started slurping on his low hangers, his own cock disappearing down Tom's throat. Tom flipped Bobby over onto his hands and knees and started working his hole. Bobby was supporting himself with his hands as the frat boy slid his slimy cock in and out of my boyfriend's mouth. Tom started by spreading Bobby's asscheeks apart and then working in a finger or two. I wanted to make sure he wasn't tearing up Bobby's hole so I leaned in close and took a few photos. I asked Tom, “You're not going to fuck him, are you?” “Naw man. Not unless he asks me to...” Whew... “Hey guys,” Tom asked, “does someone want to bring me the toys? Maybe I can take care of his hole without POZZING him...” Bobby groaned something, but since his mouth was full of the frat boy's thick cock, no one understood it. Someone handed Tom a leather doctor's bag full of dildos. He started to wipe his precum all over one of them to lube it up, and I shook my head no. He frowned and got a bottle of KY out and squirted it all over Bobby's ass. He worked a 4” butt plug into Bobby's ass, and then a 6”, and an 8”. I had never seen his hole so opened-up. The frat boy groaned, “I'm gonna blow! I'm NEG. Can I cum in him?!?” I nodded, thinking he was going to cum in Bobby's mouth, but instead, he spun Bobby around, pulled out the 8” dildo, and slid into his bare hole. He thrusted all the way in as Bobby thrashed in a mix of pain and pleasure. “Yeah, slut. Take my cum!!!” His hips slammed against my boyfriend's ass over and over as he emptied his load into Bobby's guts. He pulled out slowly as the guys kept clicking their cameras. My boy laid down with his ass hanging over the edge of the mattress and spread his cheeks. The frat boy's load was dripping out. Tom hopped up saying, “Hey guys! I can pose like it's my load dripping out! It would look just like he's been POZZED!!!” He lined up his cock against Bobby's cummy ass and jerked it a bit. The guys were practically salivating as they snapped away. With so much lube on his ass from the dildo fucking and the frat boy's load, it was easy for Tom to slide his raw POZ dick up and down Bobby's crack. Bobby was squirming all over, trying to turn his head around to see this POZ cock teasing his hole. Tom started jerking his cock, lining it up with Bobby's asshole. He grinned at me, “How about just the head, man? Help a bro out. Promise I won't cum in him... And it will make for some super hot pics” I nodded, unbelievably turned on as my stomach tied itself into knots. Tom grabbed his dick and worked it deeper into the crack, thrusting his hips back and forwards. It really did look like they were fucking. He worked the tip of his mushroom head between Bobby's jiggling cheeks as Bobby pushed back against him. I'm sure the head popped in a few times. It took a lot of self-restraint for him to not just sink it in, and from the way Bobby was squealing, I am sure he would not have stopped him. My mouth had gone dry and the only sounds I could hear were the clicking of the cameras and the sweaty sound of skin on skin as Tom sunk the tip of his POZ cock into my boy's bare ass. Bobby turned his head over to me, his eyes darting to Tom's. “How about just a few inches. Not fucking or anything, just so we can get some stills where it looks like he's pounding my hole. Maybe Tom can pose so it looks like he's even breeding me!” Again, I nodded. Tom sunk his horse cock very slowly into my boyfriend. He threw his head back. He was shaking a little and I could tell he was trying so hard not to fuck Bobby's brains out. “I gotta pull out man. It's been so long since a guy let me fuck him. I'm gonna shoot!” With that, Bobby pushed back against Tom's groin and fucked himself on Tom's dick a few times and then lunged forward as he shot his own load, without even touching his cock. Tom grabbed his tool and jerked it a few times, sending volley after volley of molten cum across my boy's back and ass. Bobby spread his cheeks wide as Tom kept cumming and cumming. His winking asshole must have caught a few droplets, and the guys crowded in to get close-ups. Bobby's fingers spread his ass wide as Tom's toxic load seeped down his cheeks and closer and closer to his ass. He wooshed his fingers around in the toxic puddle around his hole getting them slick with poison. Then, he sunk his cummy fingers into his ass, holding still as the guys kept their cameras clicking. I was so dizzy I felt like I was about to pass out. Bobby rolled over onto his back and kept working his cummy fingers and out of his stretched-out hole as I fainted. To be continued...

It was my first time going to this party. While it wasn't advertised as a bareback party, I assumed some of the guys would fuck raw. Arriving at the front door, my stomach lurched with anticipation as I rang the door bell, honestly not sure if I really wanted to go through with this, however at that second the door opened and a hot boy of 6' maybe 160 pounds was standing in the doorway, his hard cock stuffed into a pair of tight undies. "Hi, there," he said as he gave me a quick kiss. I responded by groping him. I get undressed in the main room, I feel all these eyes on my 28 year old, 5' 9" 160 pound body. My cock immediately sprang to attention. Grabbing my poppers, I stepped into the main room, my 6 1/2 inch CEO leading the way. It was somewhat dark, still I could hear moans and grunts, as well as the sounds of cocks being sucked down a throat or two, but it I didn't get the impression anyone was fucking. A bit disappointed I stood in the midst of the attendees, as I stroked myself, watching the show. Directly in front of me was a big daddy who was facing a kneeling boy who was busy sucking daddy's cock. Daddy looked over, took my cock into his paw, and stroked me. Moving a bit closer to Daddy, I was not unhappy when Daddy pulled his boy off his cock and shoves his mouth down on me. The cocksucker's mouth was hot, wet and warm and man, he was an expert at deep-throating! Taking a hit of poppers, I felt Daddy come up behind me as he slid his big rigid cock against my crack. At this point the cocksucker's efforts felt real good, especially since a cock was probing my crack. Taking another big hit off my poppers, I felt Daddy's cock head rubbing my hole, trying to punch through. Daddy spat on his cock and tried again as the cocksucker reached between my legs and guided Daddy's big cock to my hole. Daddy's cockhead felt extra slick, which made me wonder of the cocksucker had added some of his spit (or precum) to make Daddy's entrance less difficult. Again I hit my poppers, and as I did so, Daddy's cock slid into my hole. Fuck, it felt so good. Reaching back, I gave his cock a feel, confirming Daddy was fucking me bare. I could knew he was deep into my body. Part of me wanted to panic and I likely made some move to slid off of Daddy, but the cocksucker wedged me into position so I couldn't extract myself. Daddy meanwhile whispered "Man, your ass feels amazing. My cock loves you," as he also encouraged me to take a few more hits of poppers. At this point I was super hard from the guy sucking me and getting really wet and loose from the cock sliding up my ass. While I was somewhat conflicted, but pleasure won out as the Daddy fucking me was really hitting my prostate and I almost came down the throat of the guy blowing me. Nevertheless I managed to hold off until I heard Daddy moan. Quite involuntarily my hole tightened which caused Daddy to again moan as he pulled my body in tight as his cock throbbed in my ass. I (and my ass) felt warm and fulfilled. This was something I had never done, I had never had a raw cock up my hole, nor had I ever actually been loaded. Immediately I recognized what I had been missing all these years. No sooner had Daddy withdrawn when the guy who had been sucking my cock took Daddy's place, sliding in without missing a beat. I remember thinking 'For a cocksucker this guy sure knows how to top', and after scarcely six strokes I felt his load join the Daddy's load. Yeah, the cocksucker had shot a huge load up my ass, so much that when he withdrew his cock was covered in slime and cum and ass juices were oozing down my thigh. Shaken a bit, and definitely high from the poppers, I slowly walked out of the room looking to grab a quick smoke, even as I noticed the atmosphere of the party was picking up. Noticing there wasn't a condom in sight, I commented as much to the houseboy. Laughing, he explained "The regular party was earlier this evening. It turned into a raw party around 11:00." It occurred to me his explanation made some sense, as earlier in the evening no one had been fucking, whereas, as best I could figure, I had been fucked by Daddy precisely at 11:00. As I thought about the houseboy's explanation when I felt fingers exploring my hole. It was the houseboy, sporting a big grin as he felt the loads up my ass. His eight incher was brushing against my thigh as he whispered "Your ass is wet and hot. Let me add my load." At this point I figured I was in for a penny, so I might as well go in for a pound, so I gestured towards the party room and moved in that direction. The houseboy's finger slid out of my hole but he made a show of licking it. My cock got even harder. As I walked in the room the mood had changed and guys were fucking and sucking like no tomorrow. Hearing a groan, I turned my head to see a guy's ass tremble as he unloaded in a hot Latin guy. I also heard the top whisper "Enjoy that dirty load," as he withdrew, stepping aside as another man took his place. All I could think was "I'm glad that isn't me." My senses were brought back to reality when I felt the houseboy come up behind me as he slid the head of his cock into my hole. Sliding back, I relished the sensation of his large balls on my ass. At that point he proceeded to ram me. His balls slapped my ass and I couldn't hold back and rammed back on his cock and tighten my hole. I guess I liked the loads squirting around and knowing I was getting this guy off. I feel his cock get harder and he groaned as he filled me up with his load. As he pulled out he said "I forgot to mention. This is also a pozzing party." With that he slapped my ass and walked out. With this realization I freaked but was harder than ever. I look over and that Latin guy was getting creamed again. Once the guy finished I walked over, scooped some of the cum from my ass, lubed my cock and rammed it in the guy. His hole was sloppy and wet. I just went for it and kept fucking. It didn't take me long and I just let loose with a huge load. I pulled out and saw my cock was covered in cum. After cleaning up my cock I went to my hole. Worried, I saw it was leaking pink cum. While freaked, I quickly accepted the reality of what I wanted, indeed what I was meant for. Three months later I tested poz. Since then I have been going to this party every weekend.