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***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.***

***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.

Chapter 1: Life as a Faggot Bug Chasing Cumdump The guy fucking me was brutal. His cock was destroying my ass, which was exactly how I liked it. "Take that stranger's cock you whore," my Master said. Master was staring down at me while I worshiped His cock with my mouth. I did my best to say thank you, but with how full my mouth was all that came out was a muffled response. Master knew I was trying to answer Him though, so He gave me a reassuring caress to my head. I smiled around His cock, knowing I was being a good boy. As the stranger kept hammering away, I kept focusing on the cocks up both my holes. I was getting tired, but I wanted to last longer to please Master even more. To do so, I repeated my mantra through my head: "I'm a faggot bug chasing cumdump, and my purpose is to take all loads." I was on the third repeat of my mantra when a sort of peace came over me. Physically the fuck was still a struggle, but reminding myself of my place helped me appreciate the gift Master was giving me. Because of Him we were at the Bathhouse, my place of worship for cock and cum. There was nothing I could ever do to repay him for the honor each visit gave me. "Yea, you want that poz load bitch!?" the stranger yelled, digging his nails into my ass and hammering harder. I pushed my ass further onto his poz cock, moaning in excitement and nodding my head vigorously. "Do it man! Poz my boy's ass! He needs it!" I looked up at Master, and like always was taken aback by how beautiful He was. Even after all this time, I couldn't understand why He made me His. At 6 feet 2 inches, He was a good foot taller than me. His hair was shaggy and brown, creating the perfect frame to His strong yet devilishly angelic face. His skin was creamy, covered in a dusting of hair that was always a thrill to run my hands through. His body was firm and muscular, a testament to His strength and innate dominance. But none of that compared to His most sexy feature: The red and gold biohazard symbol on his left pec. "Fuck! Here it comes bitch!" the stranger shouted before momentarily freezing. "I'm pozzing your faggot ass!" With one final slam the stranger pushed me forward, causing me to take Master's cock down to the root. My face was buried in Master's wonderfully musky crotch while the stranger pumped load after load of hot poz cum up my faggot ass. I still couldn't believe how lucky I was. This was what I lived for! Nothing felt better than being filled with cock and cum. Especially when they were poz! Moments like this always reaffirmed my deepest truth: I'm a faggot bug chasing cumdump, and my purpose is to take all loads. For a moment we were all still, basking in the high that only nasty, toxic pig breedings can give. Before long though the stranger pulled out, leaving my hole empty and gasping for cock. "Thanks man," the stranger said as he slapped my ass. "Your slut's got a nice ass there. Gotta recharge it again some time." Before I was ready to let Master's cock go from my mouth my gag reflex kicked in, causing me to push off and gasp for air. Master chuckled and slapped my face, making me momentarily stunned by the blow. Like always though that helped me focus and get control of my breath. "Yea man. Anytime. If the door's open then the whore's open for cum." Master grabbed my chin, forcing me to look up at him. "What do you say boy?" For a split second I didn't know what Master was talking about before my training kicked in. "Thank you for the poz load Sir!" I heard laughter behind me followed by footsteps. "Shit man. You've got him trained well." I beamed with pride at Master as he did the same with me. We kept staring at each other as the footsteps faded away, leaving me and Master alone for the first time since He opened my hole to the public. "Good work boy," Master said petting my head. "You thirsty?" I nodded my head excitedly, knowing what was coming next. Master placed the tip of his cock in my mouth, sighed, and let loose a stream of his wonderful piss. I gulped almost all of it down, save for a small stream that escaped my lips. After I swallowed the last of Master's piss, He pulled out and moved towards the door. "Master no!" I shouted "Please! I need more." Master chuckled as He shut the door. "Did I hear you say no boy?" Master said raising an eyebrow. "Fuck," I explained, ashamed for what I had done. Master scrunched up His face, trying to look angry but failing miserably. He laughed, jumped on top of me, and planted a deep kiss on my lips. I was stunned for a moment before melting into Master. We made out for a couple minutes before Master pulled away. With a smile he caressed my face, sending shivers through my body. "I'm sorry I said no Master," I said with as much earnestness I could muster. Master rolled his eyes and gave me a soft slap on the face. "I know you're in the headspace, but you can fucking relax now baby." For a moment I stared at Master not knowing what to do, until that feeling came. You know, the one where you're suddenly aware of your surroundings. I burst out laughing, letting go of the headspace tension I had gotten caught up in. I grabbed Kevin around the neck and pulled him into a quick peck on the lips. Sinking back into the mattress I didn't let go of him. "I'm sorry," I said. "You know how I get. I just get so cum hungry when I'm serving you." "I know," Kevin said as he maneuvered us into position, him holding me possessively as his little spoon. "But I think you're done for the day." "What!?" I said, turning my head to look around at him, putting on my best pout. "No! Please! Just one more load. I really need it!" "Well of course you need it! You're a faggot cumdump!" Kevin said. At one point in my life that would've been an insult. Now though, it was a badge of honor. I really was a faggot cumdump. A bug chasing faggot cumdump. I just didn't know how much of one I was until Kevin claimed me as his. "It's time for me to put you to bed though." "No it's not!" I said. Of course that was the exact moment my body decided it was time to yawn. Fuck! I really wanted another load, but Kevin was right. My body had reached its limit and I needed sleep. Still, even if it was time to stop being a public whore, there was at least one more load available for me to get. "Ok fine, you win." I said. Never losing contact with Kevin's skin, I maneuvered myself out of the spoon position and got on top of him, cowboy style. "I just feel bad that you didn't cum yet." I grabbed Kevin's cock and gave it a quick tug, drawing a moan out from him. "Was I a bad boy Daddy? Why didn't you cum?" I kept tugging on Kevin's cock and ground my cummy hole over it. I knew he woudn't be able to resist, and before long I got what I wanted. "You bitch," Kevin said through gritted teeth. "I'm gonna make you pay later for this. For now though get your faggot ass on my big cock and ride me!" "Yes Sir," I said with a victorious smirk. I got myself into a squatting position, lined Kevin's cock with my hole, and in one fell swoop rammed into all the way into my cum filled hole. For a brief moment my ass felt overwhelmed, but quickly the shock turned into pleasure. Never letting go of his eyes I rode Kevin for all I was worth, basking in the perverted joy raw cock always gave me. Keeping eye contact reached over across the mattress, grabbed a little brown bottle, opened it up and lifted it toward me. "Show me how much of a popper pig you are slut." Pausing my ride and bending down, I covered a nostril and took as long of an inhale as I could. I held my breathe, using the length of my mantra as a gauge. I breathed out repeated on the other nostril. The poppers rush came over me, doing its work to energize the faggot in me. Soon I was bouncing up and down, caught in a frenzy, thanking the stars above that my life revolved around cock and cum. I could've continued like this forever, but before long Kevin started matching my rhythm with thrusts into me, letting me know he was getting close. "What are you?" Kevin shouted, grabbing my neck with one hand and and back with the other, pulling me toward him. "I'm...a...fa....fa...gah...gah" I attempted to say through each throughs into my ass. "I said what are you!" Kevin shouted, elevating his voice even louder. I knew I couldn't fuck up again. "I'm ....a....fag....got....bug....chase.....ing....cum.....dump!" With a growl Kevin flipped me onto my back and hammered away. He came quickly, but his pumps were forceful. Each one felt like they were tearing up my hole, leaving a bruise I wasn't sure would go away. Kevin left no doubt he was in charge. With one final push Kevin dropped his poz seed in me, and then collapsed on top. For a moment we both struggled to catch our breath. I lay enjoying post orgasmic bliss, soaking in the moment. "So, ready for me to take you to bed now?" I looked at him, feeling completely content and sated. "Yea," I said with a chuckle. "I'm ready." "Good," Kevin said. He pushed himself up, grabbing my arm in the process and pulling me off the mattress with him. "Let's go home." I smiled, kissed him, and said the only the thing I could say. "Sounds good."

Part 2: Lost In Lust Daddies 2 and 3 quickly removed their clothes as Daddy 1 slid out of my ass. Daddy 2 was possibly in his 50’s. Nice smooth tan body. Maybe a touch over 6 feet tall. And a gorgeous 9 inch cock that was much thicker than Daddy 1. He quickly filled my ass and the pain at first hurt like hell. Daddy 3 had removed his clothes as well and shut me up by ramming his cock down my throat. Daddy 3 was around 50 with a small frame. Nice 7 inch cock that was average thickness. As I was being spit roasted Daddy 1 grabbed his phone and started filming us. For some reason knowing I was being filmed sent me over the edge and I squirted the last neg load of my life. Daddy 2 really took his time with his fucking which by now had me moaning around Daddy 3’s cock. This sent Daddy 3 over the edge and he squirted a nice thick load down my throat. A few minutes later Daddy 2 announced he was about to cum and Daddy 1 focused his phone camera on my ass while Daddy 2 erupted up my ass. When Daddy 2 pulled out Daddy 3 inserted a huge butt plug up my ass to keep both loads in. I just laid on the floor exhausted and fulfilled while all 3 Daddies recuperated. One of them ordered pizza and as soon as it arrived they had me answer the door nude. It was a lady driver who just looked at me and laughed. I didn’t feel embarrassed. I felt proud that I had satisfied these 3 Daddies.

Rod thought it must be time for a shower, but Jerry led him into the bedroom. The bed had a rubber sheets and the restraints on the four corners. He followed Jerry's instructions to lie down. Rod's dick was rock hard. He almost prayed for Jerry to work on it. Jerry secured Rod's arms and legs. Rod's dick was so hurt, it was leaking, Jerry couldn't miss it. Jerry produced his pouch of sounds. Starting with the smallest he inserted it needing no lube on account of the flow of precum. Slowly Jerry worked his way thru them all, but he noticed small tears around Jerry's urethra. "Rod, what is this? Jerry asked. Jerry said he had been trying to look inside all day. Rod was thrilled. He knew what would happen the next visit, but back to the business at hand. He produced a bulb shaped device with a stalk and wires coming from the stalk. He inserted it in Rod's dick until only the wires protruded. He then attached a couple of leads to his balls and his cock. All were wired to Jerry's tens unit. Jerry started slow. Giving just a nice amount of current. Rod moaned in pleasure. He was about to ask for more when his body jolted. Jerry had give him a big dose. Rod breathed hard, panted for a while. Jerry slowly increased the current until Rod could hear the buzz. He left it there while he prepared his next job. Rod moaned away. Jerry returned with a clippers He sculpted Rod's really thick bush into a small vee with a sweet trail leading up to his navel. He shaved the hair from Rod's chest. Rod would have been happy to let Jerry shave his entire body if the electric stimulation kept up. He produced soap and blade and shaved all around his masterpiece. Rod was nice a piece of art. Jerry's art. He never complained once. Jerry made a mental note. Jerry abruptly turned off the tens unit. Rod let out a gasp and almost asked Jerry to turn it back on, but kept quiet. Jerry removed the electrics, and began edging Rod, bringing him close and denying him release. Over and over again. Rod would raise almost off the bed with desire, but Jerry would quit. He told Rod if he were to cum before Jerry told him he could, Jerry would throw him out and new let him come back. Finally, Jerry quit. Rod said, "Please, Jerry!" Jerry said, "I didn't tell you you could cum and to make sure you don't unless I tell you you can, I have this." Jerry fitted the first ring around Rod's big balls. Then the next ring and fastened them, then the cock cage, a plastic tube that made it impossible for Rod to touch himself. All Rod asked was, "How do I piss" Jerry answered, "Like a bitch, sitting down." Rod didn't respond. As Jerry pointed to the shower, Rod knew what to do. Jerry gave the guy pine tar soap, He said, "For your hair and your body." The smell was strong. Rod thought he would stink up the hardware store. When Rod came out of the shower, He used a huge towel to dry his hair and a small one for his body. His dick felt funny and the weight pulled the ring down on his balls. He came into the bedroom and found Jerry with his camera phone. Jerry took two pictures. Rod didn't complain. Jerry knew he had him. Rod dressed, and Jerry ushered him out the door. Rod almost skipped to the hardware store. When he went in, Mr Higgins said pine tar. You have a skin problem, Rod. Just a little rash, Mr Higgins, nothing to worry about. Mr Higgins told him good night and Rod took over. He waited on a few customers. It was almost quitting time when Jerry appeared. Rod turned the sign to closed, and they headed to the back room. Jerry told Rod to piss. Rod did. Jerry then inserted a tube thru the cockcage and screwed it in, then the screw in plug. Jerry said, "Rod you may take the plug out to piss in the morning. Then screw it back in. You won't piss again, until you are with me." Rod presented the cage cock willingly. "When will that " Rod asked. "After work tomorrow, "Jerry answered. They parted. Each went his own way. Rod wondering how the cage would feel all night and all day. If it hurt he might like it even more. Jerry thinking that he had to get the cauterizing scalpel from the ambulance. More to come

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.

Daddy’s Cuntboy Part 14 Fuck! I was confused! The cuntpup in me savored the feel of puppy holding me... but it was so new. Sure, he had held me in his arms like this before... but... I consciously felt my 12-inch tail against his hard abs... the plug pushing deeper into my cunt. Pulsing, my cunt grasped the large plug tighter until it began to move, sliding against his hard sweat soaked six pack. Taking a hard bite on the nape of my neck, puppy growled. “Fuck cuntpup... I like it!” I began to whimper as his paws moved my head down to his crotch, positioning me in front of him. “Arff! Arff!” I barked... my tail now wagging wildly... not wanting to leave this mindset. “Good cuntpup!” puppy laughed as I began sniffing his sweat soaked jock. I growled... his cock hardening in my mouth as I chewed on the red mesh fabric. He pushed up... signaling me to take his uncut cock to the hilt. I wanted to tell him that I wanted my alpha’s cock to feed me his piss... but all that came out was a whimper. Pushing my head back, he released his hard cock. I continued whimpering... seeing his pulsating thick shaft... his cockhead escaping the confines of his foreskin. “Feed cuntpup,” puppy tenderly ordered. “Feed on your alpha’s piss.” With a loud moan, I took his cock into my mouth until my lips met his smooth crotch. “Fucking piss pup!” puppy groaned as he let loose a torrent of golden piss down my throat. Fuck! I was where I wanted to be... the stream of warm chem piss continued down my throat and I worked my throat muscles to milk it all from my alpha’s cock. “Hold that last part cuntpup,” puppy smiled, pulling out of my throat and filling my mouth. “Good boy,” he said, moving to kiss me. It was a deep piss filled kiss... the piss moving back and forth between our mouths as our tongues clashed until puppy sucked it all into his mouth. Seeing him holding in his mouth... I began lapping at his face... like a starving piss pup... feeding on the piss and spit that had escaped our mouths and covered our skin. Suddenly, puppy pushed me down with his paws and jumped on top of me. Opening my mouth, he released the piss. A load moan escaped my throat as the hot chem piss flowed from his mouth into mine spilling over my face. “Fucking cuntpup...” puppy smiled and moved into me. With our lips locked, puppy slowly moved his paws down my shaved chest, over my harness... taking hold of my hard pecs, he moved down to my yellow jock and gently massaged my engorged cock and balls sliding it down. Releasing his kiss, puppy glaced down at my sac, “Fucking beautiful,” he sighed and took hold of it. Looking deep into my eyes, “Fucking cuntpup... ” he kissed me. I whimpered... I was so happy. Out of the blue, we heard the dungeon door open... we stopped, hearing the sounds of conversation... Daddy had returned and he wasn’t alone. “Fucking pups! Can’t leave them alone for a minute.” Daddy laughed. “Pups... come!” he ordered and we instantly dropped on the floor and crawled over to them. “Hey puppy,” Daddy’s friend smiled as he moved to puppy and began exploring my alpha’s body with his hands. “Good boy!” he continued as puppy began to playfully nip at his hand. I instinctively cowered at this stranger. I was in awe of this 6’4” silver-haired tatted up muscle god in front of me. He wore his hair in a military buzz. He stood there shirtless, booted in tight leather chaps surrounding his muscular legs. The tats were incredible... seemingly flowing up and down his arms onto his back and torso. My mouth began to salivate... His thick pierced cock... nestled against a pair of swollen cum-filled balls surrounded by a massive metal cock ring... dangled between his legs. Thick tit rings shone against his silver dusted rock-hard torso. He smiled... “Eric, this is cuntboy... ” Daddy corrected himself chuckling... “Seems like that may change... he’s cuntpup for now.” Hearing this... Eric smiled and held out his hand to me. "Damn, cuntpup, I'm gonna have fun with you, tonight," he grinned. I crawled over to him, sniffed the back of his hand and began sucking on his fingers. I gasped as I watched Eric’s cock rise and expand... my cunt lips began to throb... wanting to feel that thick metal ring invading my cunt. “Good boy,” Daddy nodded approvingly motioning me to the fuck bench. Releasing Eric’s fingers, I jumped on the bench... positioning myself on all fours, I offered my cunt. Grunting, Eric began to examine me with his strong hands... running them over my shaved body. “Fucking beautiful skin... no blemishes.” he commented as he continued. “A couple of days of fasting will give him a sleek look. You ever consider showing him?” I didn’t understand and looked at Daddy. Smiling, Daddy chuckled as puppy jealously growled. “I’ve thought about it... but wasn’t sure if he’d pup.” Pulling the pouch of my jock to the side Eric nodded, he took hold of my ball sac and grabbed hold of the guiche rings. “Nice... how often do you infuse?” he asked, feeling the heft of my sac. I spread my legs allowing my sac to hang loosely between my thighs. Grabbing a glass pipe and filling it with shards of Tina, Daddy laughed, “Every couple of days to keep it noticeable... unless I decide he’s not going anywhere.” Daddy placed the pipe against Eric’s lips and lit the torch, feeding him a series of hits. “MMMMM, I’d like to see that.” Eric sighed, as the billowing clouds escaped his mouth. Feeling the effects of the chems, he approached my face and stood, spreading his legs. I stared at Eric’s thick cock... the shining silver ring jutting out of his piss slit bobbed up and down to the beat of his heart. It began to thicken... With my eyes locked on the cock, Daddy gently guided my salivating mouth towards the object of my desire. “Fucking whore,” puppy snarled. Acknowledging my Daddy, I licked my lips and opened my mouth. Closing my eyes, I slid my lips over the head... feeling the warm metal ring hit my tongue and I played with the ring, pulling and pushing it with my tongue. I continued devouring the massive cock down to the root. I swallowed, allowing my throat to expand as the cock arched at the back of my throat and settled in deep. Feeling Daddy’s hand against my neck, I stroked the underside of the shaft with my tongue... covering it with spit... I felt his pre-cum dripping down my throat. Feeling me worshipping his cock, Eric began to slowly face fuck me and I opened my eyes to the long, thick shaft moving in and out of my mouth. I struggled to feed. I whimpered... I wanted it, needed it... “Fuck yeah, fucking hot mouth on this one. Maybe even better than puppy’s” he laughed as puppy growled. He grabbed my head and continued thrusting... “Take it cunt... fuck yeah!” I struggled... I wasn’t used to the ring hitting the back of my throat. After a series of hard thrusts, I felt his cock convulse as he released a torrent of cum the slit of his pierced cock exploded in the back of my mouth and streamed down my throat. I swallowed his cum and moaned happily as it filled my stomach and closed my lips around his fat cock as he pulled out. I wanted every drop of this man’s cum in me. Daddy handed Eric the pipe and he took another hit. Leaning into me, he blew a thick cloud into my mouth and I inhaled. Going in for a kiss, I moaned and we began devouring each other as the thick cloud escaped from my nose. I moaned... feeling his tongue explore my mouth with hard pointed thrusts. Retreating, Eric bit my lips and I went wild with the combination of the cloud and the masculinity of this god. I began barking loudly until he slipped his cock back down my throat and I settled down... I knew what was coming... My throat muscles contracted, surrounding his thick shaft as I felt the warm acrid piss flow from his cock into my belly. The flow continued... I started to hesitate... I didn’t know if I could take it all! Laughing, Eric grabbed the back of my head and shoved his cock to the root and held my nose. “Fucking cunt! You’re not getting off of it until you take every last drop!” For a minute, I thought I was going to drown in this muscle god’s piss until I felt puppy’s paws on my shoulders. “Drink cuntpup. It’s what you need.” he said tenderly as I felt my stomach extending from the massive flow. Feeling the last drops of piss exit his cock, Eric released my nose allowing me to breathe, and pulled out as my lips lapped the last drops of piss. Satisfied, Eric took hold of the pipe and took another hit. At the same time, puppy left my side and crawled to him and sat up on his haunches. “Please,” puppy begged... the hunger took over. “Fucking crystal pup,” Eric smirked, placing the pipe against puppy’s lips, feeding him a long series of hits. Grabbing puppy’s collar, Eric led him Daddy’s chair and he sat down... positioning puppy between his legs. Grabbing his cock, Eric teased puppy, motioning my alpha to service. “Good puppy, let’s relax a bit... get my cock ready for cuntpup.” Moaning, puppy began servicing the cock that was going into my cunt. “Fucking spun out cuntpup,” Daddy snarled as he took hold of my head. “I promised Eric your cunt, you want it?” he whispered in my ear. “GRRRRR!” I enthusiastically responded. “Thought so,” he chuckled and threw me over his shoulder and tossed me on the bed. Grabbing the pipe, he lit it and took a hit... he stood before me with a questioning look. I moaned... Taking the pipe from Daddy, I took a couple of hits eagerly inhaling the white clouds. Handing the pipe back to Daddy, he climbed onto the bed and took another hit as I slid between his legs and began nursing on his right tit. “Fucking cunt!” he laughed. I increased the pressure on his tit with my teeth. “AWWW FUUUCK!” Daddy roared, grabbing my head and pulling me into his massive pec until I couldn’t breathe. I was suffocating... I panicked and began to push away from my Daddy. Seeing my reaction, he released me. Dazed from the lack of oxygen and the crystal, I sat up and sucked at the pipe he was lighting for me. I inhaled... basking in the rush of the chems now flowing in my veins, I felt his hand work its way down my back until I felt my plug roughly pulled out of my cunt... I yelped and immediately felt my exposed cunt lips throb with a hunger to be fed. It needed to be fed... Feeling the intense quivering of my cunt, I felt two of Daddy’s fingers invade my cunt. I moaned as he reached to the side table and grabbed the chem laced lube. Slathering the lube over his fingers, he returned to my cunt and I felt his fingers slide past my cunt lips and extend... manipulating the walls of my cunt. “You like Daddy inside you?” he snarled. I growled... begging for him to continue. My cunt was on fire and pleading for his hand. He continued fucking me with his fingers. Taking a deep breath, I nodded... I needed his fist in me. My cunt opened up, inviting him to enter me. I gasped as his entire hand entered my cunt and pushed it towards his hand, indicating the desire for his arm. My cunt was insatiable... Slowly the onslaught continued, pausing to let my cunt accept the depth of his arm. “Yes!” I moaned, the first words out of my mouth since I felt the pup in me emerge. “Fuck me! Fuck my cunt... fuck my hungry cunt with your arm!” Pulling out quickly to his wrist, Daddy quickly plunged his arm back in... repeating this action, he began fucking me with his arm, inching his way deeper into my body. Deeper he continued with every thrust... “You want Daddy to give you more... can you take more? Fucking cunt...” He continued. “PLEASE!” was all I could manage to say as the rapid strokes of his arm rubbed against my prostate sending me over the edge. “FUUUCK! CUUUUUNTBOY!” I yelled as began shuddering and moaning from the anal orgasm his fisting had produced. Grabbing my engorged jock pouch and slapping it with a dismissive grunt, Daddy laughed, “Fucking nothing but a cunt on you.” It was true... I wasn’t meant to be cuntpup... I was cuntboy. Pausing, he made tiny movements in my cunt. I continued moaning... feeling those fingers moving within my cunt until I felt him pull out and his fingers began caressing my bloated cunt lips allowing me to relax. "Give me a hit," he instructed, "and then take another hit for yourself." I passed him the pipe and heard him inhale for a few seconds. Staring deeply into my eyes, he passed the pipe back to me and I did the same. Holding in the clouds, he moved to my cunt... his lips barely touching my cunt lips. I moaned... feeling the tip of his tongue slide against my cunt lips and he released the warm clouds into my cunt. “Fuck!!!!” I yelled feeling the heat of his chemmed breath hit me. Inserting his tongue... I began squirming as it went into my wet moist cunt. Exploring my cunt with his tongue, Daddy moaned as he fed on my cunt juices. He would occasionally pull out... teasing my bloated cunt lips with the tip of his tongue. By this point, I was so open... my cunt dripped... offering its essence to my Daddy. Eventually, Daddy rose and smiled. “Fucking gape,” he groaned as I pulled my cunt lips apart feeling the slick folds of my rosebud slide out. “That feel good, cuntboy?” he asked gently massaging the dark pink rosebud. “Fuck yeah, Daddy.” I smiled, “Daddy’s cuntboy... Thank you, Daddy.” Sitting back, I saw my reflection in the mirror. I groaned as I spread my thighs... from the mirror I could see my cunt lips protruding more than ever before... Daddy smiled and I caught his gaze in the reflection. “So, it’s cuntboy?” Daddy asked. “Yes, Daddy.” I answered enthusiastically, fingering my sloppy cunt. He nodded. “So... cuntboy...” Eric grunted, holding puppy’s mouth inches from his hard cock. Pushing puppy aside, he rose from the leather chair and walked towards the bed smiling... his hard silver tipped cock leading him to my hungry cunt. “Fuck me...” I begged, feeling his strong arms pick me up off the bed. “Fucking cuntpig...” he growled. Walking me to the sling, he laid me gently onto the sling and secured my ankles to the chains, exposing my wrecked cunt, and fastened my wrists. Seeing Eric taking control of me, Daddy motioned puppy to the bed and lifted his arm. “Get the fuck over here puppy.” Jumping on the bed, puppy moved to the offered pit, inhaling. Lapping at the drops of sweat dripping from the hairy pit, puppy’s hunger intensified... swallowing all he could find. Handing the pipe to puppy, Daddy lit the torch. “Take some hits, puppy... like the greedy methpup you are.” Happily, puppy sucked on the pipe. Leaning into Daddy’s cock, he began blowing thick clouds of white smoke on the thick shaft before taking it down to the root. Totally consumed with Daddy and puppy, I gasped in shock, not expecting Eric’s sudden brutal attack on my cunt with his cock. “Take it, cuntboy! Take my fucking cock up your sloppy cunt!” he grunted. With the pain converted to pleasure, I pleaded for him to fuck me harder. He responded, raising his assault to a higher level. As the fucking grew more aggressive, the sounds of the clanking chains filled the room as a stream of degrading obscenities escaped his mouth. The sweat began pouring off of him... covering his taught muscles. I was in heat... I desperately wanted this man’s cum in me and I began bucking... forcing my cunt to take every thick inch of Eric’s cock in me. “That feel good cuntboy? Fucking fat cock feeding that sloppy cunt...” Eric growled. “Fuck yes!” I yelled, feeling the thick metal cockring hit my cunt lips as his balls slapped against my ass cheeks. “I’m gonna fucking fill you, cuntboy!” he yelled, “You want that? You want my fucking cum in you?” “YES!” FUCKING FILL ME!” I cried out, feeling his cock expand even more. Going over the edge, he snarled, “You fucking cunt!” and cried out as balls spewed a torrent white hot ropes of cum up my cunt. "Fuck yes!!" I screamed, his cum filling my cunt, saturating it. “So, what do you think of my cuntboy, Eric?” Daddy playfully asked as puppy continued to devour every inch of his swollen cock. “Fuck yeah! How much for this cunt?” Eric grunted, as my cunt continued milking his cock. “Not for sale,” Daddy replied holding the pipe up. “But for this shit... you can use him anytime.” Placing one of his hands on the back of puppy’s head while he sucked, Daddy took a hit of the pipe and blew the white clouds down onto puppy. It suddenly hit me... I was being whored out... Removing his cock from my cunt, Eric nodded and walked around, positioning his dripping cock in front of my face. Slapping his cock against my face, he laughed, “Still hungry cuntpig?” I moaned, opening my mouth. “Yeah, you want to taste my cum... want that don’t cha? Daddy’s fucking cunt whore...” I was in heaven. “Uh huh...” I babbled in a chemmed haze and took it in. “That’s it... clean it off cuntboy... you taste your cunt juices covering my cock?” Eric continued. “Uh huh,“ I mumbled, tasting the saltiness of his cum mixed with my chemmed up cunt juices. With his cock now clean, he pulled out and kissed me. “Thank you,” I smiled, licking my lips. I had reason to thank him several more times that night. After all, I had to pay for the chems... I was Daddy’s chemwhore.

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 😈

i wouldent care i would hope that the more guys that would see it the more would want to pump there DNA -in my gutd

Part-2 FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK !!!!!! I was gonna scream as the head of his cock forced my hole open but instead Sir Ian was holding the bottle of poppers under my nose so when I inhaled to scream I took the biggest hit of poppers in my life right before Locke’s fat cock head and several inches of his shaft slid into my over stuffed hole. Man his cock was wide. I’ve been fisted a few times and this felt damn near close to that. I bit my lip and felt tears starting to run down my face when Locke leaned forward and growled in my mouth as he started to kiss me. We were playing tongue hockey when I felt something wet slide into my mouth and his tongue forced it down my throat. He slid another few inches of cock into my ass as he straightened up and smiled “You’re doing good pup. That tab I just forced down your throat is “E.” You’ll like it and my cock in just a few, but damn boy, your ass is tight.” I could only whimper and twist in the sling as half his cock was up my stretched and impaled ass. Ian came from behind me and stood next to Locke and they started kissing. He smiled at me also. “Locke has one of the biggest cocks I’ve seen in the world, and I traveled a lot, so I know what I'm talking about. Relax and go with it. Keep using the poppers because you’re getting the stretching of a lifetime, boy. We’re gonna keep you high and full until you’re ruined for other guys. Locke needs a new fuck toy and I need a boy for the night. The fact you could take that much on just a few puffs of T and some poppers means you have definite talent . Tonight boy your ass and limits will be shattered, you’ll be our drugged fuck pup." On that note my ass relaxed as I felt even warmer and my body felt as if I was sliding backwards even though I was just rocking in the sling. I felt drool coming out the side of my mouth. I wanted to speak to say I was "Yes, sir" but instead all I could focus on was Locke’s balls pressed against my ass. I looked up and Sir Ian locked eyes with me and nodded as Locke began to slide his cock out of my hole he stopped at the head and slowly pushed in again. This time I felt the whole thing every inch every vein from tip to balls. All I could do was moan and drool and look into the eyes of the man who was letting his buddy turn my ass inside out with his huge cock. The drugs and the fucking were starting to hit me together as Locke picked up his pace and braced his legs to give himself the leverage he needed to fuck the way he liked to fuck. “Fucking sweet ass this boy has, Ian. Are you sure don’t want to keep him after we’re done?” “I was just thinking that too man, I've never seen a boy take your cock on the first try and not only did he keep from screaming but he bit his own damn lip to keep from doing it… he may just be man enough to be my pup regularly. But first let get him a good size booty bump ready to go with that load you’re working on.” I was going to say "No, that I didn't want any more drugs', but when I opened my mouth Locke began slam fucking me hard. I was back to whimpering every time he bottom out in my hole. It was intense, painful and fucking incredible. I looked up in the mirror above me to see his cock fucking in and out of my ass and for a minute I thought his cock was bigger until I realized it was my ass. HOLY FUCK!!!! Every time he would pull out my ass lips would come with his cock. He was prolapsing my hole and wrecking me with every stroke. My ass clung to his bloated cock and wouldn’t let go. He was literally turning my hole inside out. It was the single hottest fuck I had ever seen in my life and it was happening to me! I watched as Sir Ian came close with what appeared to be a ball of white cream. He came up beside Locke and handed him the ball. Afterwards Sir Ian came back around to my head and grabbed my legs and pulled them all the way back over my head as Locke continued ruining my hole. All of a sudden he pulled his entire shaft out of my hole and rammed back into me so deep I was sure he had ruptured something inside me. I screamed for half a second before Sir Ian’s hand was over my mouth and nose cutting off my scream and air. He looked into my pained and panic’d eyes. “Don’t worry pup. You’ll get use to it Locke can regularly fuck two or three times a day. While your hole is hurting now, after he’s done loading that sweet poz hole of yours up with his seed, he’s gonna push that ball of frozen Crisco in your ass and you’ll begin to feel brand new as it melts inside your guts. “ Oh and Locke is poz like you - sorta.” I looked from my new master to my possible future owner and Locke smiled at me. “He means sorta pup because my viral load is off the charts, its higher and more toxic than guys with full blown AIDS.” I was in shock and in pain but the pleasure of my ass being filled with his seed was physically and mentally overwhelming. Then as he pulled his cock out I could feel my ass spasming and chewing on his cock until the head popped out. True to Sir Ian’s word, not a single drop of cum escaped my ass because the second the head popped out, he began pushing the ball of Crisco into my gaping hole. It was amazing like watching a snowball disappear into a cave. The contrast of my black ass and pink raw hole to his white fingers and the Crisco ball had my cock getting hard again. Sir Ian leaned over and blew more smoke in my mouth. I felt part of Locke’s hand snake up my hole to plant the ball even deeper inside. The ball of Crisco felt cool and numbed the pain. I suppose the lungful of Tina had me sinking back into a relaxed state even as Locke twisted and twirled his fingers in my ravaged hole. Sir Ian commented “That’s enough fucker. Go to work and let me get this pup ready for round two. I haven't given him to you yet." As Sir Ian gave the instructions to Locke, he also handed me the pipe and the torch. Locke agreed, reached over to grab his towel and began to head for the door. The Big Cub looked back and smiled at me and said "Be a good pup and make Sir Ian happy and I'll have a really sweet surprise for you when I return." All I could do was meekly say “Yes, Sir” as I began inhaling more smoke from the pipe.

I sat at the bar with my girlfriend, Lucy, sipping an IPA. Behind us, an indie rock band thrashed out the last song of its set while the crowd cheered drunkenly. Lucy leaned back against the wooden counter watching them, swirling the half-melted dregs of her whiskey. In the dim light of the bar, her pale skin glowed milky white. Her long red hair was twisted back in a messy bun, and several strands hung in her face. She flicked them back absently before glancing at me, a smile curling her lips. “Quit staring at me,” she shouted over the music. “I can’t help it,” I shouted back. “You’re the most beautiful girl in here.” She punched me lightly on the shoulder, her freckled cheeks flushing pink, before turning back to the band. The song ended in a clatter of drums and bass, and applause filled the small space as the band took a bow, then headed off stage. “Well, aren’t you just a pretty little thing.” I turned to see a large, muscular man bending over my girlfriend, tucking a strand of her red hair behind her ear. Arousal stirred in me at the sight of his bulging biceps, but I shook it away. “Hey,” I said, touching his shoulder. “That’s my girlfriend.” “Look at this,” he said, his gaze swinging between us before he glanced over his shoulder. “Two pretty little things.” Another buff man came to join him, and they stood side by side, surveying me and my girlfriend. “Aren’t you just a sight for sore eyes,” the second man said. A predatory grin curled his lips, and he stuck out his hand. “I’m Mark,” he said, shaking my hand with a firm grip, and nodded at the other guy. “That’s Jack.” “Neal,” I said, “And this is Lucy.” Mark leaned close to me, heat emanating off his muscular body. “Could we buy you two a couple drinks?” I licked my lips, glancing at Lucy. She was gazing up at Jack with something akin to amazement. She caught me looking and, blushing, shrugged. “Sure,” I said. “Why not?” A couple drinks later, they came back to our place, their muscular bulk filling our small apartment like two bulls in a china shop. “You guys have never done this before,” Mark said, leaning against the kitchen counter as I poured four glasses of wine. It wasn’t a question. “No,” I said softly. “I mean, we’ve talked about it, but I didn’t think—we didn’t think anything would ever happen.” He grinned, another predatory smile. “You’ll like it,” he said. “I can tell.” He helped me carry the wine into the living room, where Jack was siting next to Lucy. His arm rested casually over the back of the couch, but his fingers were tracing circles across her upper arm, making her flush. She accepted the glass of wine and drank it quickly. When she set the empty glass on the coffee table, her eyes met mine, questioning. I nodded, and an excited grin curled her lips. “Enough drinks,” Jack said suddenly, standing up. “I’m ready for the main course.” He bent and picked up Lucy, throwing her over his shoulder. She shrieked with laughter, beating her fists on his back as he carried her into the bedroom. “Come on,” Mark said, shooting me a wink. “I want to watch them.” I walked nervously to the bedroom after them, where Jack was peeling off Lucy’s blue dress. She flopped back onto the mattress breathlessly, wearing only her bra and panties. With a growl, he climbed on top of her, kissing his way up her stomach to her throat, then captured her lips with his. I watched them silently, frozen in the doorway, a mixture of envy and arousal flooding through me. Arms wrapped around my waist from behind, and I jumped, turning to face Mark. He cupped my face in his big hands, brushing one thumb over my lips. “Relax,” he said, then dipped his head to kiss me. His lips brushed mine lightly at first, just a whisper of skin on skin, then returned with more force. He kissed me firmly, insistently, his tongue sliding into my mouth as his hands caught the hem of my shirt. Pulling away for a breath, he pulled my button-up shirt over my head, dropping it on the floor behind him, then kissed me again. I had never kissed a man before, and his lips were firmer than I was expecting, less pliant than Lucy’s. At the same time, he was more aggressive, and I felt my cock stiffen as he ran his hands down my bare back, pulling me against him. I wrapped my arms tentatively around him, feeling his muscular back flex through his thin t-shirt, then slid my hands down to his waist. He broke away from me, breathing hard. “Strip,” he commanded. Wordlessly, I kicked off my shoes and, with trembling fingers, unbuttoned my pants, pushing them over my narrow hips with my boxers. At the same time, he peeled off his t-shirt in one swift motion, then dropped his jeans. He wasn’t wearing any underwear, and his long, thick cock sprang free, bobbing between his muscular thighs. I stared at it, my heart pounding, and unconsciously licked my lips. He caught my gaze and laughed. “Get on your knees,” he said, a hungry smile curling his lips. My breath caught in my throat, and before I could second guess myself, I sank to my knees at his feet. His cock pulsed before my face, throbbing and already dripping pre-cum. Biting my lip nervously, I looked at his cock with trepidation. Would that even fit in my mouth? I rose on my knees and kissed it tentatively, my lips brushing the hot skin. Slick pre-cum beaded at the tip, and I licked it off, tasting the sweet, salty evidence of his arousal. Much to my surprise, it tasted good, and I circled my tongue around the swollen head, then ran it down the veined sides. With a low groan, I licked up the throbbing shaft, feeling blood pulsing through the upraised veins, then wrapped my lips around the swollen head and swirled my tongue around it in circles. Opening my mouth wide, I sucked the tip of his thick cock between my lips, caressing the underside with my tongue, then bobbed my head up and down. Only half of the thick shaft disappeared into my mouth before the tip bumped against the back of my throat. I coughed and gripped the bottom half of his cock in one hand, jerking him as I bobbed my head up and down. His hands tangled in my short hair, guiding my movements, and I moaned deep in my throat, sucking on his cock as he groaned with pleasure. As he thrust into my mouth, the head of his cock pushed against the back of my throat. Rising onto my knees, I relaxed my throat, easing his shaft down my esophagus. “Good boy,” he growled. “Just like that.” Holding my breath, I thrust his cock deep into my throat over and over again, making tears stream from my eyes. My hard cock pulsed, pleasure rolling through me as I choked on his cock, and I reached down to stroke my stiff erection. Wrapping my fingers around my throbbing dick, I whimpered around Mark’s cock, feeling a climax fast approaching. With my free hand, I dug my fingers into his thighs, swallowing as much of his length as I could, my throat constricting around his shaft. “You’ve got a real good cocksucker for a boyfriend,” Mark said to Lucy, twisting his fingers in my hair. Jack grunted, and I could hear sloppy, wet sounds coming from his direction. “His girlfriend is pretty fucking talented too.” His words sent another stab of pleasure through me, and I redoubled my efforts, sliding Mark’s cock in and out of my mouth. At the same time, I gripped my dick, jerking it quickly. “Ah fuck, Neal, you’re going to make me cum.” Mark dragged me off his cock and pulled my hair back, forcing me to look up at him. “You having fun, lover boy?” I nodded, licking my lips, my cock aching with desire. “You want me to fuck you?” I looked over at my girlfriend, Jack’s hands buried in her hair as he fucked her mouth with rough strokes. I turned back to Mark, taking in his muscular chest, the stubble on his cheeks, the creases in the corner of his eyes as he studied me with intensity. I nodded again, my mouth dry. A slow, hungry smile curled his lips. He took my hand and helped me to my feet. “Get on the bed,” he said, his eyes gleaming with desire. I obeyed, crossing the room to lay beside my girlfriend as she sucked another man’s cock. Jack pulled his cock out of her mouth with a wet pop, and she moaned softly, her cheeks flushed. Turning her head, she opened her eyes, catching my gaze. A breathless, giddy smile curled her lips, and my heart swelled with affection and desire. At the same time, Mark slid one hand up my leg and spread my thighs, his touch sending fire racing through my veins. My body tight with anticipation and lust, I moaned as his fingers traced a line up my inner thigh, stroking light circles around the sensitive skin of my ball sack, before wrapping his hand around my shaft. Using the pad of his thumb, he smeared a bead of pre-cum over the head of my cock, my arousal slick and wet on his fingers. “Oh god,” I said softly, pleasure spiking through me. Beside us, Jack slid two fingers into Lucy’s dripping pussy, stroking her clit with his thumb. She moaned helplessly, her hips rising to meet his touch, and the sight sent desire spiking through me, making my cock jerk in Mark’s hand. He released my shaft, a taunting smile on his face. His fingers lightly stroked the lines of my hips again, tickling the swell of my testicles, and teased up the sides of my veined shaft. At his touch, my cock pulsed and jumped, desperate for more. “Are you close?” he asked. Although his fingertips were barely grazing my skin, the sensation sent fire through my veins, and I nodded, unable to take my eyes off his muscular body. I just needed him to touch me a tiny bit more to send me over the edge. As if reading my thoughts, he circled the tip of my dick with his fingers, using the pre-cum to slick the surface. It was almost enough—I felt my orgasm swell, balls tightening, muscles spasming—and he jerked his hand away, leaving me trembling on the precipice. “Not yet, lover boy,” he said, smiling cruelly. “I’m going to fuck you first.” Mark grabbed my legs and dragged my hips to the edge of the bed, pushing my knees against my chest. Between my thighs, my neglected cock was hard and throbbing, pre-cum dripping out and onto my stomach. . Without missing a beat, Jack caught both of Lucy’s legs, spreading her legs wide, and exposed her open pussy and the tight, puckered hole of her ass. Standing side by side, he and Mark looked like a wall of pure muscle, and their cocks were both enormous. As I watched, Jack thrust into my girlfriend’s pussy, making her cry out in pleasure, her eyes squeezed shut. Gripping his shaft, Mark lined the swollen, mushroom head of his cock up against my virgin asshole and slid it back and forth, pressing the tip against my hole as I moaned. “You ready for this, handsome?” he taunted playfully. “God, please,” I begged, “I want to feel you inside me.” He pushed forward with slow, steady pressure, the head of his cock pressing against my puckered hole painfully before the tight ring of muscles relaxed, letting him in. I groaned, feeling my sphincter stretched wide, as he slid into my ass inch by inch. “You like that?” he grunted “You like feeling my cock up your ass?” “Fuck,” I whimpered, “it feels so good. I can’t take it.” “You’ll take it,” he promised, and with a final thrust, his hips met mine, his balls resting against my ass. “God,” I moaned, feeling my ass ripple and clench around him. Mark held still, letting me adjust to his girth, before starting to thrust in tiny motions. “Think that’s pretty sexy, don’t you,” Jack asked Lucy, rubbing two fingers over her slippery clit. I turned my head and saw her staring at me, her mouth panting open. “Yeah,” she breathed. “That’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.” “Good,” he said, pulling out of her wet pussy, “because it’s about to be your turn.” He pressed the huge, mushroom head of his thick cock against her asshole and began pushing. Already well lubed with her slick pussy juices, he slid inside her easily, the long shaft disappearing inch by inch into her petite ass. With two rough fingers, he rubbed her stiff, swollen clit, flicking the nub back and forth. She arched up against him, inadvertently pushing him deeper inside her, and moaned with pleasure. “Oh my god,” she whimpered, her eyes opening wide as she looked at me, “it’s so big. I can’t believe it’s so big and it’s inside my ass.” Reaching across the mattress, I found her hand and squeezed it. She smiled at me, her eyes filled with desire and love, then cried out again. “Oh fuck,” she wailed. “Oh my god, it’s so big!” As she groaned with pleasure, Mark began fucking me faster, his long cock sliding in and out of my ass with piercing strokes, plunging deep inside me with every thrust. I clenched her hand and watched Jack, his face contorting as he fucked my girlfriend’s ass beside me. She moaned, arching her back as he pounded into her, fucking her tight ass. “Yeah,” Jack growled, “you like getting fucked with your boyfriend? You like being a pair of holes for us?” “Oh god, yes,” she moaned, the words garbled as she writhed against him. “You know,” he said casually, “I think I want a piece of your boyfriend’s ass too.” He slid his thick cock out of her ass with a pop, nudging Mark. “Hey, I’ll trade you.” Mark grinned, pulling out of me, and they switched places. Jack spit on my flexing asshole, rubbing the saliva around with two rough fingers, then thrust his cock into my ass, sheathing himself inside me with one swift motion. I arched my back, moaning in pleasure, as he pounded into me, filling my ass with his thick cock meat. Lucy watched with wide eyes, her eyes glazed with lust, as I shuddered around Jack’s cock. Spreading her pale thighs, Mark lined the rounded tip of his massive cock with her tight asshole and pushed inside her. She moaned, arching her back as he filled her, his cock disappearing inch by inch into her ass. Grasping her narrow hips, he spread her rounded cheeks, her asshole stretching obscenely around his dick. “I think I’m gonna breed you,” he growled, flicking her clit with two fingers. “Think I’m gonna fill you up with my seed and breed you. You and your sweet little boyfriend. I want to see your skinny little tummies all fat with our babies.” “What do you think about that, pretty boy?” Jack asked, his fingers digging into my hips as he fucked my ass. “God yes,” I panted, my cock throbbing painfully between my legs. “Where do you want me to cum?” Mark demanded, burying his cock deep inside my girlfriend. “C-cum in my pussy,” Lucy wailed. “Breed me, make me your little slut!” “Ah, fuck,” he grunted. He pulled out of her ass as the first jet of cum sprayed out across her flat belly, then buried his cock deep in her pussy, unloading the rest of his cum inside her, filling her womb with his frothy cream. She screamed in pleasure, bucking against him wildly, her legs shaking as she came hard. At the same time, Jack wrapped his hand around my dick, stroking me firmly as he pounded my ass, sawing his thick dick in and out of me. “Oh fuck,” I whimpered, pleasure peaking in every cell of my body. “Oh fuck, I’m cumming!” My voice rose in a wail as my orgasm crested, making me shudder and arch against Jack’s cock, forcing it deeper into my ass. My clenching muscles brought him right up to the edge and he gripped my hips tightly. “What about you, pretty boy? Where do you want me to cum?” he growled. “Please,” I choked out, still wracked with spasms. “Come inside me. I want to feel your cum filling me up.” Clutching my waist, he buried his cock deep inside me as he stiffened, his sperm pumping into my tight ass. With a groan, he pulled out, and a last jet of cum splashed against my gaping asshole, the thick rope of cream smearing across my tender skin. His huge cock was still half hard, glistening in the light as he flopped beside me, panting for breath. With a shuddering groan, Mark pulled out of Lucy’s pussy with a grunt, wiping his slick cock on her pale ass. Lucy sagged beside me, still trembling uncontrollably, as he collapsed on her other side. Lifting my head, I could see the milky cream of his cum dripping out of her pulsing pussy, and an exhausted smile crossed my face. I looked at my girlfriend, her pale cheeks still flushed with lust, and felt closer to her than ever before. She met my eyes, and, rolling onto her side, gave me a tender kiss. Mark wrapped one arm around her waist, his hand resting on my hip, and Jack took it, their fingers interlacing. I felt Jack roll to spoon me, his muscular warmth pressed against my back, and the four of us drifted to sleep in contented exhaustion.

I think all white boys need to get bred by black guys.It would do wonders in reducing the distance and acrimony between the races.:)

Your description is spot on, bud! "The body must learn to accept what the mind craves...", and vice-versa. I was exclusively a top until mid-life, but inside always knew I was sub, and wanted to be fucked. But it was always too painful. Then almost 20 years ago my ex- said one day, "I'm going to fuck you." We were out at his house in Palm Springs, by the pool, under the blazing sun. I was on my back on a chaise. He came up and started working my tits (my control knobs), lubed my hole, and poppered me. But each time he'd try to mount it would hurt and I would shout. Finally he said, 'well if you're going to scream this much forget about it.' It was then that I knew I had to have it, had to take it, needed to have him in me. We worked at it again and finally, painfully, he penetrated me fully. I was in ecstasy (and agony), but we'd done it. He fucked me so good that day. From thereon I have converted into a total bottom fulfilling the role that I know I was truly meant for - accepting cocks, receiving their seed, and being bred. Love it. Oink!

I don't accept the premise of this statement. The implication that white bottoms are *settling* for (hung) black tops because they can't get hung white tops really bothers me. If you just look at the pool of tops, some are available and some are already engaged. Bottoms without any bullshit racial preference who are looking for tops get to consider the whole pool. What is true, I think, is that black men face rejection based on race all the time. Framing white bottoms as lowering their sights from white tops to black tops reeks of unconscious racism to me.

this act must operate on several levels that include the mind body and even soul of the man who is being bred for the first time.He has undoubtably thought about it a great deal,and understands at some level this is an experience he needs to go thru.In an attempt to gain some control over the process they may go to a bath,or gay bar or even an adult bookstore hoping to get bred by some annonymous stranger,and drugs alcohol and poppers may influence that moment.The top may be totally unaware they are popping a young man's cherry,Whatever the scene the basics remain the body must learn to accept what the mind craves...and that is the real barrier that must be pierced.we were not born knowing how to fuck,that all must be learned.Those of us seduced at a young age tend not to have much of this inner turmoil because we are bred at an age where we are dicovering our bodies and the ass as a true sex organ simply gets associated and valued along with everything else on an equal footing because it all gets woken up at the same time in our lives.So the variables involved depend on the needs on the bottom to be bred...and whether he is in bed with a man he knows and trusts to be patient or is drunk stoned and in a back booth at the local adult video arcade with his pants down a strange mans hand over his mouth feeding him poppers as a hard cock spears into him,the education is the same,only the scene is different.After the big event he will know he has done it,and a sense of achievement and satisfaction will last for days,assuring he will do it again and again,I like topping a new guy facing me,so I can see the conflict of fear and determination in his face as I press into him,His eyes seek mine for a bit of re-assurance...and the little smile when he realizes I am ejaculating inside him.These moments I treasure.:)

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.

When Rod arrived at Jerry's place, he was pretty sweaty. He knew he probably smelled and his dick stood at attention as he ran the door buzzer. Rog opened the door wearing just lounge pants. Jerry slept naked, but felt he should have something on when Rod arrived. What Rod didn't know was that the sweating figure in front of him made Jerry even hornier. He wanted to do all kinds of bad things to Rod. He was beginning to understand that Rod wanted that too. Jerry thought to himself, I need to set some rules for this guy. Jerry motioned him in. Strip, was the order that Jerry barked. Rod did as fast as he could. Shower was the next order. Rod complied but Jerry didn't turn on the water. He stepped out of his lounge pants and put his cock to Rod's waiting lips. "Spill a drop and you will get no more!" Jerry ordered. He let flow and Jerry struggled. It just kept coming. Rod thought he might pass out. When the flow ended, Rod had taken it all" Lost 5 paragraphs, will post them as rewritten

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

Bunch of views and No replies..I thought everyone here might be chub haters but someone sent me a message about Mckay Bay Park. Thanks I took a couple loads yesterday afternoon and going back later today.

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

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.

My first BBC was a tall blk guy round my age with blk beauty over 8 inches was at a bathhouse in Houston Texas was showering with my fat belly n ass and he saw me look at his dick as he passed through the shower he grabmy hand led me to the bench in a dark room pushed me over the bench lined his dick up on my hole and rested the tip in between my fat ass Cheeks and slowly started pushing through my hole I flinched a little and he tossed me some jungle juice poppers. I snorted about four hits like a good fat pick he started sinking his fat BBC bull cock in me me and proceeded to breed my fat ass for the next 30 minutes he grunted like a bull when he dropped his black seed in me. We never said a word I just look back and smiling. He slapped my ass and walked a way my knees were so feeling weak I was a fat sweaty mess bent over this bench before I could move another older black top walked up I just looked back and saw him line his duck up with my ass and he pushed me down he slid a lonnger but thinner black cock in me and fucked the first dudes look ad even deeper in my fat chub man pussy. he used my well lubed hole for a good twenty minutes making me moan when he'd slide past my second ring I'd biuck and swirl like pig when he punched that second ring he made my lil chub dick cum as he grunted he calls me a fat said and breed my fat chub hole. he pulled out and left after dropping his seed. I made my way to my room about ten minutes later to just lay there after my first black raw cock in a bathhouse.

I started to wake as he was lifting me out of the sling. I was still soring still in some other place and this man who had just totally claimed my ass was now sitting me down on the bed as he moved stuff around and was praising me. “You did damn good pup, I would’ve been scared except your dick stayed rock hard and kept leaking even as your eyes rolled up into the back of your head.” I couldn’t focus the drugs and his demeanor had me caught off guard. “Boy stop day dreaming lets hit the showers get you cleaned out and both of us need a good rinsing off.” We made our way to the shower catching looks from a few people. Once we got there he handed me a douche ball and said he prefilled it special for me and not to lock the door of the toilet he would stand watch. I expelled all the chem. Piss in a rush it was good I was empty…but FUCK I was empty. I rinse off a bits the grabbe d the douche all and squeezed it all end. It was warm and I felt even warmer as it ignited my ass and body I was feeling dizzy when Sir Ian looked in on me smiling I looked up like a kicked puppy as my ass open involuntarily and it felt like everything I had ever ate came rushing out and. He said it was a herbal flush mixed with a generous portion of T and it would clean me good and keep me high. “You’re a good pup you took that booty bump like a champ now I have a treat for you.” He scooped me up and drug me into the showers. Once inside he turned it on super warm and began washing me and playing with my ass all at the same time. It was super sensitivity as I held on to the pipes and keep the water running while he washed my ass and back and pits all the while teasing my nipples or wrok 2 or 3 fingers into my soapy hole. There were guys standing at the trough watching and end the tv room watching as he made moan and wimper like a total whore boy it was amazing. I felt a rush of warmth wash over me as he grabbed my hair and forced my ass up as he stood behind me. Here on public display he rammed his cock in my ass. He fucked me hard and steady until I was gibbering like an idiot. I feel his body jerk a bit then realize he waving someone in. see a pair of dark legs and realize its one of the regular guys I see here all the time. They exchange pleasantries as he offers my mouth for the guy to fuck which he does. His cock is long and thick and I choke and gag on every stroke. Turns out this guy is some sorta porn star Sir Ian is letting him know that I’m open for business tonight and my ass is free to anyone with a good size load. My ass and throat are soon filled and all I can manage to do is keep my balance. I feel myself going in to a total cock haze and still there is a crowd of guys watching. Sir Ian writes our room number on the shower wall before pulling me off the guys cock. I thank him as I’m pulled back into the water and then we rinse one more time and head back to the room. A few guys followed us and he let them know it be a few minutes. “Got to get his hole lubed up again fellas be a minute.”. And soon we were in the room. He was handing me a bottle of water and said drink all of it. I did and hell didn’t realize how thirsty I was. “you’ve been really good pup and now that I’ve opened you up pretty deep lets get you’re hole filled with cum. Lets see how much your s ass will hold. But first we’re gonna smoke a joint and get you back good and relaxed.” He reached into the drawer and pulled out two joints. He handed me one and lit the other for himself before leaning in to spark mine with his. He pushed me around and said relax smoke ad let me get you lubed up. It was good shit and after the second hit my buzz was 3x intensified but didn’t feel as jittery. And my ass was in total heaven he had 3 fingers from each hand massaging my ass and my ring was going crazy. “Ok pup I want you in that sling now.” I was there in a hot minute. I had a bottle of poppers in my hand and he was grabbing something out of the drawer they were leather strips and a blind fold. “OK pup since you are gonna take all loads no matter what you don’t really need to see faces. And I don’t want you cock flying off so we’re gonna bind that up also, you’re body is mine and I’m a generous Daddy.” I smiled but he could see I was nervous. He said no worries take this as he handed me another “E” I swallowed it down as he kissed me this time I swallowed the pill and his spit . it was awesome and I was and its was a long kiss but it had to end. He put two fingers up to my slimey hole and the sunk in both with his thumb tucked underneath. I moaned and sniffed poppers. As the bottle left my nose I heard Sir Ian walk over and open the door. I was blind, hard with an open ass dripping lube. I felt a cock press up against my ass and then sink in all the way to the balls. I moan and growled and realized it was Sir Ian when he told me to work his nipples after taking some poppers. He fucked me hard and deep right from the start all the time saying what a good puppy I was and saying how he wanted to fuck my cream filled cunt after everybody had got a chance at my hole. He wanted to watch me being fucked by every and anyone and me loving it since I had no idea who’s cock was in me. Just a nice cock with a big load to fill my open hole up. His dirty talk and his constant pounding would have made me cum if not for the fact he tied my cock and balls off. Instead my ass was dilating and opening more. I felt the pressure again like my ass was gonna explode and that’s just what it did as I moan and my ass opened out on his cock. I heard a guy at the door say "DAMN!!" as my hole opened and closed in spasms sucking his cock like a trained pet. This had him cursing and piston fucking me until he shot his load as deep as he could. I was panting and moaning as he fucked his way through both our orgasms. My ass sucked up his cum and wanted more. I’m not sure how long he fucked me all i know is I had inhaled half a bottle of poppers and spilt some which he wiped up . but I do know it was only a few words and a minute after he pulled his cock out that I felt another one slam into me.

Part-3 The door opened and closed. The big cub left me alone with Sir Ian. Here I was, higher than I had ever been, more open than I had ever been. And here I was in a sling with my hole partially gaping open while an all-but complete stranger smiled at me like a Great White Shark eyeing a lone seal pup. My God that’s exactly what I was: food for his libido. I was his pup, his meal. His totally-fucked up, fucked-out play thing, a role with which I was happy and content. And this was only the start. “How you doing pup? Are you in there?” His voice brought me back from turning inwards his fingers in my hole had my full attention. “I know the T is new to you. How are you pup? I need you to talk, and more than that I need you to hydrate, so stay there and open your mouth.” I did as told as he climbed-up on the bed, positioned himself over my head, and knelt down, lowering his cock into my mouth. The sensation of his cock sliding across the roof of my mouth and into the entrance of my throat was heavenly: I felt very, very used. Now, I’m not big on swallowing piss but I was high and I really wanted to please this man, so when he grabbed my arms and said “Work my tits. I’ll piss and you drink as much as you can. If you drink it all you’ll be good for a while. If you can’t that’s fine. It's your first time with me. Also, if the flow is too much, ease off my tits. If you need me to stop, then let go of my tits. OK?” I nodded my head which made his heavy nut sack roll against my forehead. Man this was hot and so was his piss. It went straight down into my throat along with the head of his cock. He was getting hard as he pissed. From this angle I saw his shaft, his salt and pepper pubes and then up his chest and straight across his chest which I was working steadily and into those Eyes again. Why did he keep watching me so close? The more I looked into his eyes the smaller I felt and the more I wanted him to take control of me. If he didn’t stop making eye contact with me I was gonna lose myself. Is this how pimps turn their hoes out, am I that weak? Do I need this instead of wanting it? My mind was working overtime again and my body was totally relaxed . So relaxed I didn’t realized he had stop pissing down my throat until his balls where smacking into my eye brows. He was throat fucking me in the sling and smiling as I moaned around his cock and worked his nipples even harder. I was a pup on a mission, I needed his seed, I needed this man’s DNA in me. This man was the alpha dog I was meant for. It was the drugs and it was him. He had taken me down a path I didn’t know existed and I was following him like a faithful puppy, trusting and happy. He leaned over gagging me with his cock and placing some fingers in my hole. I didn’t know how much of his hand was in me but it felt like a lot. He had complete control of both my holes and the lack of oxygen was beginning to become noticeable and then it hit. Another rush of warmth spreading from my stomach out to my ass and head. My toes curled my ears rang my legs bucked in the sling as he layed his weight on me burying his cock in me as he sensed my surrender to the chem Piss and began applying pressure to my already stuffed ass. I knew this feeling, like I was gonna piss. Like my ass was gonna rip apart, like Locke’s monster cock but instead it was Sir Ian’s fist that was fucking my pup hole. I couldn’t move. We just Swung ad hung there both of us in the sling. I gasped for air around his cock, and his hand twisted into my hole and my cock became rock hard. My bucking had us swinging slowly I was afraid our weight would break the sling but it didn’t, we just lazily swung back and forth. IT was amazing it was incredible we just swung as he fisted me for what seemed like forever. The rhythm of the sling matched the bass of the music in the background. His hand rubbed against my prostate every few seconds and his cock leaked a steady stream of precum which I sucked and savored. I lost all track of time and simply focused on his cock and his breathing how our breaths mirrored each other. “That’s a good pup. You’re one of the best” I told you, you would get a reward if you drank it all and here it is pup look in the mirror to your left.” He started to lift his chest off me and I caught his eyes in the mirror to the side of us and looked down his arm and noticed it ended at the elbow. Where was the rest of his arm? Where was my surprise? Where was HOLY FUCKING DADDY!!!!! I lost it he had his entire forearm up the elbow in my hungry hole and I hadn’t noticed. He was deeper in me than anyone ever had been and hopefully would be again, this man was MY GOD and that’s the only thing I could think as he smiled and began to pull out. I watched it all. He took his time and kept watching me as I watched him easing his entire arm out of my ass. He got all the way to the edge of his wrist and felt his hand still balled into a fist just inside my hole. I wa embarrassed and ashamed I hadn’t cleaned that far and had no idea how to. It broke me totally and I started to cry, tears came down my face and he spoke softly as he sensed my mood change. “Don’t worry pup we can take a break and we will but first I need my knot back.” His knot? “You’re an amazing pup and my fist in your ass is like a real stud dog knotted to his bitch. I’m not gonna unball my fist you’re gonna open and push it out, like a good bitch pup. I know you can I know your ass now. Every curve every angle and its mine, you’re mine. Now be a good pup and let me drag my knot out of your hungry cunt” I pushed and pushed and there it was his hand was easing out my ass and just as it came out, before I could breathe a sigh of relief he pushed it back in making me buck and the sling sway a bit more. He smiled as a mix of cum and piss oozed out my ass and all i could see and focus on was his eyes as i began to pass out.

Here is my first try and writing a story. I am an only child. I always wanted an older brother. My dad traveled a lot on business, and so I thought a older brother could have filled in that void, someone to hang out with, play catch with, and generally a big brother who would 'show me the ropes' (hmmm looking back on things now, Freud would have fun with that last sentence). My father was also an only child, so I had no cousins on that side of the family, and my mom only had one sister, who had two girls, a few years younger than me, which wasn't what I was looking for either. So I didn't really have any cousins with whom to hang out, either. As I grew older and started finding porn, I discovered 'family' stories always made me horny. Not the father-son stories, but the stories that feature brothers who fuck with each other would (and still do) get me rock hard. These tended to fall into two camps: the loving older brother who takes his little brother under his wing and teaches about sex, - how to jerk off, and eventually how to suck cock and even get fucked, and the other type is the more sadistic older brother who basically rapes his little brother, makes him his slave and cum dump and then whores him out to his friends on the foot ball team. I found both of these scenarios really hot. I would have been happy with either kind of brother. I can't count the number of times I jerked off thinking about my older brother's cock in my ass. I'm not being immodest when I say I am kind of hot, - just repeating what guys have told me. I'm 28, 5'9"with a tight lean build, with black hair, blues eyes, a little fur on my chest with a treasure trail down to a nice big black bush, a smooth ass, hairy crack and then nice hairy legs. I have a nice size cock, and I am lucky enough to be one of those guys whose cock is a nice size even when soft, so I get noticed in the locker room. When hard, my cock is a bit over 7" with a nice mushroom head, so lots of guys like sucking my cock, and I get lots of offers to fuck, and I've have taken up guys on some of those offers, but I have always been a bottom (the little brothers in those stories were always the bottom for their big brother) so I am happiest on my knees sucking cock or on my back getting fucked. I have never had problems finding guys for sex, but never found the 'right' guy. I've dates some but it never worked out. My fault - they were never the big brother for whom I was looking. After a few mediocre hook ups, and a few where the guy didn't get the hint to leave afterwards. (I'm a mid-westerner I'm perhaps a too polite, or is it that being a natural bottom I'm just not forceful enough to come out and say, "that was a really boring fuck, maybe you should leave now"). Then I discovered the baths. At the baths no one is expecting to spend the night and have you make breakfast the next morning. And if a fuck is only okay, well a better one might be right around the corner. Which, sorry for that long preamble, gets me to the point of my story. I have always played safe.... I mean would suck and swallow (I do love the taste of cum) but I would never let a guy fuck me without a condom. Now, we all have a 'search image' of the kind of guy we find hot. For me, as I explained, I have been on the search for my 'older brother', so it's no surprise I've long been attracted to guys who were a a few years older than my age, but who look kind of like me (e.g., black hair, blue eyes, some fur), but they seem to be a bit few and far between in Minnesota, the land of the blonde haired Scandinavian, where I lived back then. Don't get me wrong, they are hot - most of the local guys simply don't look like they could be my big brother. Everything changed when I had to go down to Chicago on business. My meetings started on Monday, so I flew down Friday after work so I could explore the city, which has some great museums and wonderful architecture - and yes, I had heard the baths down there were hot, and so it was no surprise that I sought-out and checked into one of the bath houses. I had been there about two hours , I had had some fun... sucked off two guys, when I saw HIM. I guess he was around 32, about 6'2" about 20 lbs of muscle heavier than I, black hair, blue eyes, a nice thatch of black hair across his hard pecs, a trail down the middle of his abs, and nice strong hairy legs. His towel was slung low around his hips, so that the top of his bush was coming over the top, and I could see the outline of his big fat cut cock against his towel. I literally became weak in the knees..... it looked like we came out of the same gene pool.... he was just a bigger slightly hairier 4 year older version of me. I wanted him. I NEEDED him. I didn't care if he was gentle and romantic or tied me up and raped me. Either 'type' pf big brother would do. I needed to taste his cock and feel him inside my ass. The only problem was that he was with this skinny blonde twink. Now, the kid was cute, but - well maybe it was just a one off. Maybe he wasn't 'into' smooth blondes, so I am kind of ashamed to admit this, but I started stalking him around the baths. Much to my dismay I noticed most of the guys he fooled around with were twinks, but I held out hope that while he had fooled around with a bunch of the twinks over the next hour, he didn't take anyone back to his room. So I got to see his cock as various twinks sucked on it for him. It was beautiful enough when outlined through his towel. When I saw it uncovered ....damn.... a massive black bush, low hanging hairy balls, and hard, it was about 8-1/2 a perfectly straight, a fat veiny cock with a big mushroom head. Finally, when he was in the steam room I got up the courage to try and get closer. He was on the top tiled bench, naked, legs spread slightly, his cock, in that wonderful 'not soft not fully hard' stage, just nice and plump hanging over his balls. He was leaning against the wall, his eyes closed. Sweat from the steam room, trickled down his fury chest, down into his pubes. I screwed up my courage and slid a bit closer to him and then reached out and brushed his chest with my finger tips. He gave a 'mmmm', that invited me to go a bit further and so I leaned in to gently take his nipple into my mouth. As I gently flicking it with my tongue he let out a longer moan, and then I felt one of his strong hand on the back of my head pushing me down to his cock. I slid my tongue down his chest, tasting his sweat as I went, down to his bush and inhaled, my cock twitched, my senses were on overload. Finally after all these years I was tasting, smelling, and feeling my 'big brother' (just like in those stories where the sweaty big brother comes home from football practice and makes his little brother service him). As I took the head of his cock in my mouth I could feel it stir and grow stiffer. He let out a slightly longer contented moan and he thrust his hips up slightly. He kept his one hand on the back of my head while I felt the other slide down my back to my ass, which by now had a nice slippery sheen of sweat. His had massaged my smooth ass cheeks for a bit and then started to explore my hairy crack. The hair was slicked down due to the sweat, but he found the longer hair right around my hole and started playing with it, pulling on it a bit and I moaned around his cock which was now fully hard and lodged down my throat. When his finger started entering into my hole I lifted my ass up, almost fucking myself on his finger and started to whimper when he found my prostrate, I sucked his cock and he worked my slippery butt for a while. I was in heaven, my 'big brother' was as hot and sexy as I had fantasized. His fat cock was in my mouth and I could taste his sweat and the precum that was leaking out of his piss slit. My nose was buried in his bush, his fingers fucking my ass. Then he grabbed my hair and pulled me off of his cock, but instead of saying 'thanks I think need to take a break' and ending it - as I had seen him do with the twinks earlier in the evening, he brought me up to his face and kissed me. His tongue probed deeply into my mouth, like he wanted to fuck my mouth with it. It was a forceful kiss, but with a hunger behind it, as if he needed me as much as I needed him. When he finally broke off, he was smiling. "You kiss as nicely as you suck. I don't like to fuck guys who don't know how to kiss, so are you really a bottom? Do you want to get fucked? Or do you just suck?" I quietly replied "Trust me, I am a total bottom. I love to suck but I really love to get fucked and you don't know how much I want your cock in me right now. I will do anything you want if you will fuck me." He smiled wider. "Nice. I like a nice hungry bottom. Its not very comfortable fucking on this tile, so let's shower off and go someplace more comfortable." I followed him into the shower room, and we both took a quick rinse next to each other and then toweled off. As I was about to wrap my towel around my waist he took it from me, and throwing it and his towel over his shoulder, he lead me naked into the orgy room. I was disappointed that we were not going back to his room, as I would have loved an intense one-on-one, but if he wanted an audience, I would do what ever it took to get his cock in my ass. There was a bowl of condoms by the entrance to the orgy room but he didn't take one. The room had a wide continuous carpeted platform around three sides of the room. Much of the platform was already full with other couples and groups going at it, so he lead me over to the corner that was more-or-less empty. Then he turned me around and as he pushed me down onto the platform I noticed one of the twinks with whom 'my brother' had played earlier in the night was also on his back getting fucked by a big black guy. As 'my brother" pushed me down, I naturally spread my legs as he lay down on top of me. I could feel his hard cock against my ass as he kissed me again. Again it was a forceful, hungry kiss. I could feel his rough 5 o'clock shadow rub against my face. (I had shaved when cleaning up at the hotel before I had come so my face was nice and smooth). While we kissed our hands explored each other's body. When we finally came up for air, he took one hand and started to align his cock with my hole and started to push in. "Wait, get a condom," I murmured. He paused, clearly startled, and replied "What happened to 'I'll do anything'? I thought you were a good bottom and wanted to get fucked." "I'm a bottom and I love getting fucked, and I have NEVER wanted to get fucked by anyone more than you. Please, fuck me, but please let me get a condom." He sighed and got up and walked away, I was devastated. But he stopped by the door where the bowl of condoms were, picked one up and walked back. He leaned down and kissed me, a little more gently this time "Listen, you are really hot, and I really want to fuck you, and you are an amazing cock sucker. Clearly you have been trained well, but you need more training on getting fucked. A bottom's job is to make the top's cock feel as amazing as possible. That's what you are here for." He turned and motioned to look at his friend who was next to us who had been getting fucked by the black guy when we came in. The black guy was now in the act of withdrawing his bare cock out of the kid's ass. I knew about 'barebacking' but had never seen it, never even seen a BB porn movie. All I knew about 'unprotected sex' was the horror stories we had been taught in sex ed class in school. So the sight of seeing a guy pull his raw cock out of the kid's ass was a shock - and, of course, very exciting. I could see a few drips of cum on the cock. The kid sat up, took the cock into his mouth and cleaned it off, smiled and said "Thanks Darryl.... that was hot." I was shocked. "Now see, Zach is a well trained bottom, HE knows how to give total pleasure, don't you Zach?" Zach smiled and moved over closer to us. "Well, I had a very good teacher" he said with a wicked grin on his face. "Well class is back in session." He motioned to my cock which gone soft during this discussion and said "Get it ready for the experiment." Zach smiled and leaned down and started sucking, while my 'brother leaned in and once more fucked my mouth with his tongue. I was rock hard in seconds. Once I was hard again Zach opened the condom and rolled it on my cock and before I knew what was happening sat on my cock. My 'brother' leaned in and said "that feels nice doesn't it? A nice ass on your cock?" "Yeah, it does." He nodded and Zach got up and ripped the condom off my cock and before I knew what was happening he sat back down on it and started riding my cock. "Now," my 'brother' said and he leaned in so just Zach and I could hear what he was saying, "Doesn't that feel a LOT better on your cock? I know you see the advertising about how thin brand x condom is, how 'natural' it feels? Bullshit, no matter how thin the condom is, no mater what special lube you use, it totally kills the sensation, and it creates a barrier. Sex should be about sharing, connecting. Blow jobs are great, but real sex is fucking. That's how real men have sex. Fucking. Fucking raw. Breeding is what it is all about. With the condom on, yeah, Zach's ass is a sweet fuck, but you couldn't feel just how sweet and velvety smooth his ass walls are. You couldn't feel the the other loads of cum already in his ass, could you?" The whole time he was giving me this lecture, Zach was riding my raw cock, and nibbling on my other ear lobe. Then Zach whispered "Do it, give in. You know you want to. If you are really going to be a bottom you need to join the brotherhood. Please? You will Love Chris' cock. He's a great guy and he gives the best fuck. Let him breed you." With that, Chris, my 'brother', who's name I now knew, leaned in and kissed me, deep, with that hunger that had captured me earlier. "Do it" Zack whispered. My head was spinning. Zach's ass felt amazing on my cock, and it was a million time better without the condom than it was when I was wearing a condom. Who knew that fucking could feel this good? Maybe I would fuck guys more often, but it was 'unsafe' 'risky' 'dangerous' - but it felt SOOOO good! "So how about it bro?" Chris asked. "You got me all hot and bothered. Will you let me fuck you, or do I have to find some 'real' bottom to fuck?" That 'bro' broke down the final barrier. I turned to look at him, looking into his blue eyes was like looking into a mirror. I had been looking for him for so long I couldn't let him walk away. I had jerked off too many times to this scene. Here was my big brother who wanted to teach his 'little bro' about sex, how to be a better bottom, how totally please him. I mean damn. I always prided myself on giving guys a great fuck. I knew my ass is talented. That I could really milk a cock, but here was Zach showing me that I had only been giving half the pleasure that I could have been giving the tops who fucked me - that up to now, I had not been a 'real' bottom. I knew I had to do it - at least once. Just this once would be okay, I thought. It can't be that risky. Chris seemed like a total top. Sure, he wasn't a bottom. It would be safe. Just this once. "Please little bro. Please, I really want to fuck you." "Do it. Let Chris fuck you. It will be amazing." "Yes" I answered. "Yes, what?" "Please Chris, fuck me." "And....?" "Don't use a condom" I said. Zach immediately rose off my cock and I 'assumed the position' on my back, legs up, and took my hands and spread my smooth ass cheeks to expose my hairy crack and hungry fuck hole. "Are you sure?" Chris asked as he positioned his fat mushroom against my hole and started to nudge his way in, just a little. "Yes, fuck me." As I felt his raw cock enter me, the final wall of resistance was broken. "Fuck me, fuck me raw and breed me. Bareback me" I pleaded looking straight into his eyes, adding a simple command: "Use me." He started slowly, almost tenderly, just like the 'nice' older brother in all of those stories. But as the fuck went along my moans and pleadings to be breed and fucked raw became increasingly urgent, and he responded by fucking faster, harder, and rougher, pinning my wrists down over my head. He frequently kissed me hard and deep, and then would move over and lick out my furry pit, then bite down hard on the muscle that runs along the top of the pit, connects the pec to the bicep, trailing his tongue up my neck, whispering in my ear how "Good your ass feels on my raw cock" and how much "I love the feeling of my bare dick in your ass" and "How fucking great it feels to bareback you." Then sliding his tongue down along my neck licking, he would sucking on that curve where the neck meets the shoulder and then bite down hard. I was going crazy, moaning, begging him to fuck me harder. Begging for his cum. I wrapped my hairy legs around his waist, holding him in, afraid he would escape. The whole time Chris was fucking me Zach was right there, serving as our cheer-leader, whispering encouragement into my ear: "Take it, take his raw cock, milk all his cum out of hairy balls, drain them, Didn't I tell you he was the best fuck? Don"t you love his raw cock filling your ass?" Even with the hard rough fuck Chris was giving me, I could feel when he was getting close. His thrusts into my ass became more urgent, more jerky, he looked me in the eyes, "Are you ready for your first load?" "YES. Breed me! Give me your load. I want your cum inside me,,,, BREED MEEE!!!" "FUUUUUCCCK, take IT!!!!!. TAKE IIIT! " It was amazing. I had been fucked a lot before this, but even when I had been fucked by boyfriends, where there had been at least some, even if not long lived, 'emotional connection', I had never felt anything like this experience. I could feel Chris's cock erupting inside if me. I looked Chris in the face as he came - just as I had looked into the face of so many guys who had come in my ass, but his face was different from all the others. Not because he was my 'long lost brother' of my dreams, but because his pleasure seemed more intense, and I realized that was what I craved: to give that level of intense pleasure to a man. Yeah, fucking Zach raw had been hot, but I was a bottom, and I realized THIS is was my purpose in life. My ass spasmed as he came inside me. "Welcome to the club" Zach whispered into my ear as Chris kissed me and pulled slowly out of me. While we had started off trying to be quiet, it had ended up a rather loud verbal fuck. As my focus shifted from Chis I realized several guys were standing around us watching us. None were wearing any towels off, and each guy was stroking his hard cock. Chris, moved to a sitting position, still trying to catch his breath after the fuck. As he leaned his back against the wall he looked at me and then at the men. "So, my little bro here just took his first raw load, who wants to be his second?" - To be continued -

A few months ago, I blogged about hooking up with an ostensibly straight young bloke who was the boyfriend of the sister of one of my dealer’s. Since then, I’d been helping him out with his rent at the hostel he’s been staying at but it wasn’t much good for hooking up. We’d hooked up a few times at venues and hotels and he’d stayed at the farm for a few days once. The place in town I’d been sharing since I’d moved to the farm wasn’t feasible given my friends were there too so I decided to lease an apartment. Overlooking the city skyline, pretty modern, two (and a half) bedrooms. Nice ‘get’ really. When Tard first came over, I hadn’t told him I’d leased it long-term and was thinking of inviting him to live in the spare bedroom; obviously the idea of leaving him alone here three days a week most weeks worried me a little. But I intended that first time to stay in the city for at least the week and see how it went. I think I asked him if he wanted to move in on a trial basis the next morning as he was fucking me. We sealed the deal by me flipping him onto his back, sharing a slam and me slam fucking him. It’s been a few months now and, in all honesty, it’s working out better than I’d hoped. We’re not in a relationship but we are living together in every sense except that neither of us expect fidelity. Tard was essentially homeless when we first ‘got together’ so I offered him to share my new place. From the day he moved in, he’s made it clear he prefers to sleep with me in my bedroom even though he has his own room. So far, I’m loving the arrangement. For a kid who basically left home when he was 14 and has lived on and off the streets since then; who became a father himself at 14 or 15 and again at 19 (he’s just announced that his girlfriend of sorts is four months pregnant and she’s intending to keep the kid), who’s spent some time in both juvenile detention and in an adult prison; and who’s supported himself and his drug habit by selling his body since he was young, he’s surprisingly ‘together’ at least in relation to me. He asked me if I minded if he took up escorting again to support himself and his kids and, of course, his drug habit; we talked about it for a long time as I wanted him to be certain that it wouldn’t affect his sense of self. He was more concerned about “sponging” off me. So I’ve been actively helping him establish himself as an escort (versatile and, yes, he works bare and seems literally to have no limits to what services he’s willing to offer) and I must admit it’s been incredibly hot watching a few of his ‘appointments’ with his clients. I filmed a couple of the sessions for him with the clients and I must admit that Tard and I have fucked to the vids already. I booked a session for him with a couple of escorts I’ve regularly hired and they’ve really taken him under their wings. He’s had a couple of bookings with them already and the three of them have done two amateur porn scenes with him mostly getting fucked. One took Tard to a gangbang in Sydney to introduce him to some of his clients and not only did he do very well, he was booked for a breeding party a couple of weekends ago which ended up being three days wired, with his legs open, taking multiple loads. According to the escort who organised it for us, there were some poz tops there; it’s hard to tell on the vid but he’s pretty sure a few poz loads were pounded into Tardy. And he’s decided that’s going to be his focus in escorting; cumdump at bareback parties, with an especial openness towards poz tops breeding negative holes like his. (He’s already persuaded two of his straight mates to be straight cumdumps with him and he does seem to have a talent for identifying straight men who might be interested. (He loves playing with other straight guys and teaching them the wonders of wired gay fucking.) Last Friday week, he brought two young blokes home (from his outreach centre) and we ended up having sex with them; one fucked Tard brutally and we all ended up fucking the younger one. That one’s proven a real cutie.

Fuck, great chapter...always so hot!

Where I live almost all the total tops are black guys and I really have to work on being able to satisfy them without being in pain. Most of them have been really cool and patient with stretching me to fit and giving me breaks by switching to my mouth. It’s been such a nice surprise when I’ve struggled to handle a guy but he’ll want to see me again and give my ass another chance. One of my regulars was so thick that I could barely do it when his friend set us up but then he wanted to see me again and we set it up in advance so I had a couple nights to play with butt toys and prepare. When he came over he was able to spend hours inside me and gave me three loads and I just felt so happy seeing him orgasm in me and showing him how much I worked on my butthole and how bad I wanted him to like putting his big penis inside me

Not quite the end....

I always liked the taste of sperm. I licked my stepfather's first when I was 9, he had ejaculated on my bed

Just discovered one of those who bred me was a fellow BZ member.

At the moment this site isn't really a hookup site. Ergo, finding a profile isn't really the point of the site. That said, the new platform will have hoookup site features which will start getting rolled in a month or two. I just need to get taxes filed, etc. then I'll have some time.

Awesome story here. So easy to see how we all can let our hard cocks make decisions for us! Some times we all need to just give in and enjoy the moment.

Young Ben is such a lucky boy...tied up in a gay bar's urinal taking raw cock and toxic Poz loads...a gay boy's paradise...Poz at the age of 18...soon to be "adopted" by a hung Poz daddy...tatted, pierced, caged, collared...and taking raw cock 24/7!!

My first time I didn't have a choice. Ass up chest flat. Made me a complete whore bottom for him. I stopped having sex with women.

After I had left the dance club, and I was horny, and while I knew I was going to get off, I didn’t know how or where. The dance club my friends and I had gone to shares a parking lot with the big gay gym, a sex clubs, Adult toy and video store/arcade, a gay strip club and a leather/uniform club. Finding gay men wasn’t the problem. I had on some sexy jeans, biker boots and a black leather belt, but my shirt had fallen out of my pocket and was drenched in bar funk. I put the shirt on and walked into the adult toy and video store and was looking for a plain T-shirt or something. I checked out a display of rubber gear -- tank tops, shirts, shorts, pants, chaps, and jockstraps, and one of the salesmen asked if I needed help. He was a sexy muscle cub in work boots and jeans and he turned his nose and said “Dude, you gotta throw that shirt away – it smells, and not like hot man funk!” In the light I could see all sorts of stains and it did smell! I tossed the shirt aside, and shopped shirtless. I saw some of the other customers checking the scene out. He went through the rack and found a black sleeveless V neck rubber shirt that looked way too small. The cub and I struggled to get me into it. The shirt was tight and showed every bump and curve, but it was sexy. When I said I would take it he asked if I needed anything else. I grabbed some lube, a cock ring. He came up and asked if I was going to a party, hooking up or one of the clubs? I decided the spot to hit that night was the sex club. He reminded me that it was gear night, so I would have to get down to my underwear…and I was commando. The cub chuckled and handed me a black rubber jockstrap, and two rubber arm bands for my biceps. I paid for it all, put it on in the dressing room, and bolted out the door. The rubber jock rubbed against my jeans and felt strange. I felt sexy and was even hornier than before, and jogged to the club. I got checked out in line by some of the guys before and after me, and I was getting hard. There was a sexy couple from my gym behind me, and they were openly checking me out, rubbing their bulging jeans and whispering to each other. I paid my entry and the clerk gave me a bag for my clothes, and I went to change. It took a minute to get boots and the rest off, and back on, but when done, I looked pretty hot. My stiffening cock protruded in the jock, my chest, abs and back rippled under the muscle shirt, and my ass was open in the jock. I put my claim ticket and favors in my boot and took my first lap around. I saw familiar faces, a few casual friends, but a lot of guys I didn’t know. The place was busy! Twinks, frat boys, muscle studs, black, Latino, asian and white. Everyone was in briefs, jock straps, thongs, or a few were in bad boxers. I went to the video room first, and stood against the wall and watched. I had an older guy come over and start rubbing my bulge. I wasn’t attracted to him, but let him get me harder. I thanked him, and he slapped my ass which felt so good. I went to the row booths with the glory holes to lube my hole up, and was immediately offered a mouth for my cock. I let the willing sucker lick my rubber jock and he was moaning so loud! I pulled my cock out and he swallowed me in one gulp. While I was getting serviced at one hole, another guy reached in and was massaging my ass. His fingers played with my hole and he pulled my hole to his mouth. He rimmed me for all I was worth. I dropped to my knees and a nice sized cut 7 inch cock came through the hole. I sucked on it, and took the elbow grease and lubed up my hole. He started to buck and shot into my mouth! He was swearing – I guess he came too quickly and he bolted. I waited for some new neighbors, but it was kinda quiet there, so I bolted for the dark room! My cock was hard, my ass was licked and lubed, and I wanted to play. As I walked toward the room, I could hear some guys moaning and slapping of skin on skin! I noticed the cute muscle gym couple were ahead of me and heading in the same direction. They both had on sneakers, an Andrew Christian Electric Air Jock w/ Show-It Tech in bright blue and neon trim, and baseball caps. One had the cap on straight and his hand was on the shoulder of the other, who wore his cap backward. They were both really cute and definitely had a wild side. One was taller, black hair, greying temples, cleft chin, and deep dark eyes. The smaller of the two was very fair – a ginger – and a bit more slight of frame. The ginger’s backward cap told me he was in the mood to suck cock! They stopped before entering the play room and spoke to each other, when I passed to get in the room, I ran my hand down their smooth and rippling chests and abs, and lingered on their bulges. I walked into the dark room and took a second for my eyes to adjust. When they did I was in the middle of the room. The sling was occupied. There were 20+ guys on their knees, bent over railings and benches, circle jerking, sucking, and some empty BDSM equipment like a St. Andrews Cross and cage! Immediately a guy came up and started rubbing my straining cock. I reached for his. He had an 8 inch uncut thick cock and I dropped and started sucking him. Others came around and circled me, so I went from cock to cock around the circle for a bit, and I heard the 8 incher start to huff and puff. I swallowed his cock to the root as he unloaded into my mouth. I stopped servicing the others because I didn’t want a cum shower -- yet! I stood back against the wall and my sexy Andrew Christian Jock Strap Couple (Barry and Michael) came in. It took a minute for them to get their bearings, but they were immediately groped by unknown men. Barry, the taller guy, spread his feet to shoulder’s width, and reached for the ceiling. There were men’s hands, mouths, and dripping cocks all over him. Michael, was on his knees rimming Barry’s ass! I liked this scene. A guy pulled out Barry’s cock and sucked on it good and hard. Barry grabbed Michael’s head and pushed it into his hole and the guy sucking his dick onto his cock for a good while and I thought he was going to cum, but Michael, stood and pulled them away. Michael, whispered in Barry’s ear and they left the room! DAMMIT Where were they going! They walked past me and as he went by Barry pinched my nipple! I followed them toward the canteen, but lost them. I stood against the wall outside a play room that had glory holes encircling it. I saw some sexy guys heading to the booths and I went into the room. There was a fuck bench in the middle and 3 glory holes. I stood in the middle of the room and rubbed on my rubber covered cock. Immediately a cock came through. I was on my knees and sucked. Then a second cock came through a different hole, so I sucked that, and then I saw some light and when I bent down to look in the hole I realized it was Barry and Michael in the third booth! Michael was on his knees and grabbed my head and pulled me to kiss him. He french-kissed me so deeply! I could taste the cum he had swallowed, and he could taste my cum souvenir! I stood, pulled my jock down and Michael’s face came through the hole to start sucking my cock. I noticed the other cocks in the glory holes were aching so I reached and tried to hand job them, but also focused on the talented tongue swirling around my cock! I also felt hands tracing my arms to my back to my ass very gently. I was then kissed behind my neck and felt the weight of some guy. When I looked back it was Barry! He had come around and was touching me all over. He started kissing me over my right shoulder as he rubbed his cock against my ass! He whispered that he was gonna fuck me while Michael services me through the hole. And I breathed “FUCK YEAH!” I grabbed some elbow grease and pulled his jock down releasing his beautiful 7+ inch cut cock. He said he and Michael play raw and I said “skin all in!” He started kissing me as I lubed up his cock and he entered me. Slowly, and steady! I was ready for cock, and Michael was working my cock through the hole! Barry pushed my hips against the glory hole, pushed his bare cock in, balls deep and leaned back with his hands on my shoulders… It looked hot and we started to get an audience. Some guy kept pinching my nipples and even though I pushed his hand away, kept at it. Barry had hands all over him too, so he pulled out and grabbed the back of my jock and pulled me to Michaels room! When we got there, the door was open and there was a sexy frat boy massaging Michael’s ass as he bent over sucking a new cock through the glory hole. The young guy, Steve, had on a red mesh N2N jockstrap and Boots was really hard. He asked Barry if he could fuck his boyfriend, and Barry grabbed the guy’s cock and helped guide him to Michael’s hole. He shoved the cock into Michael’s ass still covered in the mesh jock! He pushed me over and I was facing the glory hole next to Michael. Barry plowed in me. He told Michael and me to suck those cocks that came through those glory holes, and we did! The frat boy and Barry were kissing while fucking Michael and me, and I loved it, but the frat boy wanted my ass too! He pulled out of Michael, came to my face and kissed me and asked if he could fuck me. He said he was getting close and I begged him to fuck til he bred me. Steve, pulled down his jock, glopped on some lube and entered me. He was fucking me hard with his thighs slapping against my hamstrings. Michael and Barry were talking and leaned over and spoke to Steve. He stopped fucking me and pulled out so I stood and they said we were going to their place. We all checked out, got dressed, exchanged numbers and addresses, and caravanned to Barry and Michael’s home. What a place that was. It was only a 15 minute drive from the club, and as soon as we got there we went downstairs into a finished basement/office. Michael pulled out some Powerade, party favors, some snacks and towels. Barry worked for a few minutes turning on the electronics – music, lighting, porn on the TV, computers up and online, and the play room was stocked with a sling, fuck benches, lube and toys! Steve and I undressed and put our respective things in a bin, and then started to get revved up again with some favors of our own and supplied by our hosts! Barry ushered us into the play room and pointed out where the cameras were so that if we didn’t want our faces shown as we cam2cam/recorded, to face away. HOT! Barry immediately posted on barebackrt.com and dudesnude that we were inviting hot guys to reach out. We agreed, PNP, BB, no drama, videos and pics are going to be taken! We had a couple reach out and we agreed to invite them over. As we were rejuvenating, chatting and beginning to play the couple arrived. They were both in their 20’s, a couple that liked an open relationship, and had a jock gear/spandex fetish! They both had jeans & T-shirts on when they walked in, but were immediately stripping and showed a sheer wrestling singlet and the other had on N2N running tights and a cock ring! Their sexy gear turned us all on, and we wanted to join them in spandex. Barry and Michael pulled out their collection, and I had a few bikinis and thongs in my gym bag in the car, so we all geared up, turned on the web cam and started performing on Skype. I was feeling kind of high, my cock was growing, and I wanted to play. I dug through Barry and Michael’s gear collection and found an orange FT Grunge Amour Jock and I liked how it looked with my rubber armbands! The two young guys were named Mark and Pete! They came over to me. Mark grabbed my head and kissed me, while Pete explored my body with his mouth and hands. I felt him chomp down on my nips, to then realize he had snake bite suction cups! Barry came over and tied my wrists to some straps suspended from the ceiling. He kissed Mark and pushed him down to kneel in front of me. Mark pulled out my cock and was joined by Michael. I saw Barry and Pete talking and looking at a monitor, then thy adjusted the lights… I forgot we were camming for everyone on skype. Pete grabbed Mark and Michael off my cock and started slapping their hard cocks with his hand. He had Mark rim Michael while Michael was sucking his cock. ALL going on in front of me, but I was still tied up. Only in rubber arm bands and a cock ring! Barry grabbed a riding crop and smacked the yellow suction cups on my engorging nipples. He had requests from online viewers to suck me. Have me suck him. Us to fuck. So Barry turned me around and had my back facing the camera. He had me spread my legs and got out the elbow grease. Barry started rimming me up and I was really being vocal. Telling him I wanted him in me first. That I only want his bare cock. He started spanking my ass and then, he pushed into me. He fucked me good and hard – long deep slow strokes! Mark had come over and pulled the cups off my rock hard nips and licked… nipples, to abs, to navel, to cock to Barry’s cock going in and out of my ass. Steve had disappeared for a bit while he watched the action on the monitor. He came in and grabbed a bench and put it under the sling. He pulled Mark and Pete to the sling and pushed Mark onto it and adjusted his feet in the stirrups. He ensured that the camera could see the play as he and Pete rimmed Mark and lubed him up. Pete slid onto the bench under the sling and entered his boyfriend in one push. Steve got really hard and after Pete was in, he made his entry. Michael was fucking Mark’s face while he rode two cocks in the sling. Barry left me tied up, and played with my nipples, and cock and got me super hard. I was shocked when he turned around and guided my cock into his hole! He bent over at the waist and started bobbing on my cock. I tried to push into him, but he was fucking himself on my cock…not me fucking him. Out of no where, I felt my cock stiffen as waves of pleasure rolled over me. Barry rode me harder and harder until I started cumming in him, while I moaned and gasped. Michael, came over and licked the spot where my cock was entering his ass. As I came he licked my cum from his partner’s hole. Barry, jumped off my cock and came around and pushed into me furiously and he started cumming too. When he was done, Michael ate his cum from my ass, and Barry kissed me. The other three guys played for a while more, then they took a break. I was untied, and we stopped to watch the video and chat online. Steve bolted because of work the next day, but Pete and Michael hung out. We prepped for round three by recruiting more guys from BBRT to come over. We had around three more rounds before calling it quits and heading home.

In a couple of days I was feeling better and the rash was fading, so I decided I was well enough to put a shift in at the sauna. As I was putting on my jacket, mum appeared and said "Swing by Peter's house and take him with you, Timmy" "What for?" I said. “I had a word with his mum. He needs some pocket money." She gave me a sly wink. "She reckons he's ready and Bill's happy to take him on." I was surprised. I knew Peter from college. He was a small, plump guy with short blond hair and was very shy, turning as red as a beetroot when anyone talked to him. His mum might think he was "ready" but I wondered if he knew what he was getting into. I called round and he shouted goodbye, then blushed furiously. “Hi Timmy," He said. I smiled and said. "Hi. You ready?" He nodded and we set off. "Do you know anything about this place?" He shook his head. "Only that it’s a sauna for men and might be able to help out." I smirked to myself, noting his plump arse filling his jeans and thought he would get more than he bargained for. Bill let us in. "Hi Timmy, glad you're feeling better. You must be Peter." The young man blushed and nodded, then his eyes widened like saucers as Sid wandered out from the changing room, stark naked and sporting a huge hard-on. "Who's this?” He grinned, making no attempt to hide his swollen cock. "This is Peter; he's come to help out like Timmy." Sid gave an evil grin. "Well, I look forward to it!" Then he wandered off. Bill indicated the office and said "Leave your clothes in there and Timmy will show you round." "Our..our clothes?" Asked Peter, blushing again. "Sure," Said Bill. "This is a sauna. Everyone gets naked here. I'm only wearing shorts in case the door opens. Off you go." I led Peter into the office and began to strip. He took off his tee shirt and jeans and stood in his underwear. His body was smooth and plump, and I could see his erection through his underpants. I stripped off and saw him staring at my cock. "Well?" I said." We're all men together here. Let's see it." He blushed and lowered his pants. His cock sprang up. It wasn't long, but was very fat and stubby below his soft belly. "There you go," I said. I reached for an old tube of lube, squeezed some out and rubbed it into my arsehole. I noticed him looking at the rash on my torso, but he was too polite to ask what it was. He'd soon find out! "Wh..what's that for?" He asked, indicating the lube. "C'mon. I'll show you." We went out, and Bill eyed him up and down. "Nice! There's plenty in today, Timmy. So take a bag and go empty some bins. Show Peter around." It was cute the way he placed his hands over his swollen cock. I took a bag and said "Let's go upstairs” I led the way up the narrow stairs, heading to the lounge. Inside, Sid, Arthur and a couple of other regulars were sat on sofas watching a porn movie on the TV. “Welcome back!” Said Arthur, stroking his glistening cock as he watched the screen “who’s this?” As he spoke, he took my wrist and guided me to my knees on the sofa. “ This is Peter,” I replied as he got slowly off the sofa and got behind me “ He’s come to help out..ooof! That’s good!” I gasped as his heavy cock slid easily up me. “Yeah,” He said, grunting like a pig. “I need to dump my load.” I looked across and saw Peter staring in shock as he watched me being buggered, but his cock was stiff as a poker and drooling precum as looked at Arthur’s wrinkled buttocks driving in and out. “Here it comes!” He grunted and I felt his cock swell and throb as he spurted up me. “Oh my!” I heard Peter say as Arthur pulled out and he saw a drool of cum leak from my hole. I got up as the others laughed at Peter’s face, emptied the bin and guided him back downstairs. We went into the empty changing room and I smiled at him. “You enjoyed that didn’t you? He blushed and nodded. “Yes,” he whispered. “It was very exciting.” Then he looked slyly at me “But shouldn’t you use a condom? It’s risky isn’t it? I grinned. “Yep. But it’s too late for me to worry about that! I’ve been bred by everyone here and I’m well pregnant by now.” He gasped and I saw realisation cross his face. “If you are worried about that, you’d better go. Unless you want to get knocked up. They like to bareback and breed. They’re a dirty bunch.” He didn’t say anything as we went back to the front desk. Bill was talking to one of the regulars I hadn’t seen for a while, a short, muscular guy with a pot belly and spindly legs. “Need another bag.” I said and got one from the office. “Still need to check the rooms upstairs.” “I need a coffee, first.” Said Bill. Bill took the bag and gave it to Peter. “You do it while Timmy makes the coffee,” He said. Bill smiled and winked at the muscular guy. Peter looked nervous, then blushed and his hand shook as he took the bag. “Go on,” said Bill. “It’s your turn now.” Not meeting my eyes, Peter turned and went upstairs. The muscular guy watched Peter’s ample bottom as he went, and licked his lips. For the first time, I noticed the biohazard tattoo on his hip. “Think I’ll go and watch some TV!” He said and sauntered off upstairs. Bill smiled at me. “Give it 10 minutes, then go check on him.” He said. “But I bet they’ll have got up him in 5!” I made Bill’s coffee. He was on the phone, so I decided to go upstairs. There was no sign of Peter, but there was a powerful smell of poppers. Sid and Arthur came out of the TV room with Peter between them. His face was flushed and he was breathing heavily and his eyes were closed. “Come and have a lie down.” Arthur said. “Bill won’t mind.” He winked at me. “He’s a bit poppered up!” They disappeared into the sling room, followed by the muscular guy and the rest of the trolls from the TV room. I followed, and watched as they got him into the sling. Arthur pressed a brown bottle under his nose. He gasped, shuddered and sagged into the leather seat as Sid and the muscular gut raised his legs and put his feet into the stirrups. “There you go. Just relax. We’ve got a gift for you.” Said the muscular guy in a hoarse whisper. I leant against the door and watched as Peter was trussed up and readied for action. The muscular guy tore open a sachet of lube and rubbed it into Peter’s arsehole, making him gasp as his finger ploughed up him “Tight!” He laughed, rubbing his erect cock which was red and inflamed with a distinct sore glistening wetly on the fat head. Then he got between Peter’s legs and I craned forward to watch him begin to slide his cock into my friend’s hole. “Oooh! It’s too big!” Peter gasped as the diseased head began to open him up, but Arthur clamped the bottle to his nostrils and as he sniffed the man drove his cock up him in one smooth movement until he was balls deep. “OH!” I heard Peter gasp, and then the man began to thrust slowly, even gently in and out until Peter sagged in surrender. “There you go!” He whispered. “What your hole is for, you slut” He began to thrust harder as the others urged him on. “I’m going to cum!” He grunted. Arthur bent forward and kissed Peter and held him tight as the man thrust and thrust then shuddered and gasped as he orgasmed. I watched his shuddering body and felt my cock grow hard as I saw Peter being filled with dirty cum. “That’s better!” He said, and stood back. I watched his cock flop out of Peter’s dark, lubricated slit. “Who’s next?” He whispered. Arthur didn’t need an invitation. He scuttled round the sling on his old legs, his cock grasped in his wrinkled fist and got between Peter’s plump thighs. Peter gasped as Arthur entered him, his slack buttocks rippling as he began to fuck. “Gor! Nice!” He gasped. “Gonna knock him up good.” It didn’t take long for him to cum. As he stood back, there was a scramble for access and then an old, fat man with blotches on his fat thighs got into position and slid his cock home with a satisfied sigh. I left them to it. Emptying the rest of the bins as I heard Peter groaning as the group took their turn. I went downstairs and Bill looked up “Well?” He said. “You were right – only took five minutes!” “Great.” He replied, pulling me behind the counter and dropping his shorts. His hips and thighs were covered in a nasty rash “Your fault.” He said with a grin then bent me over the counter and began to fuck me as he whispered filth in my ear…

I've moved up to level 6 as I actively contacted loads of positive members of the BBrt based in London and expect to be pozzed by a 650.00vl this Thursday.

Off the top of my head, three reasons come to mind: Physical Discomfort. I am not a gymnast, yoga master, or bendy toy. If I'm put in a position with one leg behind my head while bending backward on the edge of a couch, I'm probably not going to be able to hold it long. Also, the position, the curve of the penis, and/or a lack of lube can cause a lot of internal discomfort where you just have to move. Rhythm and Technique. Everyone has a different rhythm, everyone enjoys a different technique. Some tops speed up when they're ready to cum while others slow down. Some like bottoms that squirm and moan, others want bottoms to stay still. If you are with someone you've never fucked with before, there can be some miscommunication while you learn the other's likes. If the top isn't cumming, the bottom may think he needs to change something to get you off. It's what they do in porn. Humans learn through imitation and repetition. However, unless you are at an orgy and take notes on everyone's technique, there aren't any role models for how to have sex except porn. Sometimes a top or bottom can try to emulate what he's seen in a video instead of reading signals from his partner. If your bottom is moving my advise is to pick a posture that's not too extreme so your bottom has the endurance to hold it, and, if you have a bottom that you don't think is reading you correctly, just tell him what you want. Telling him: "Stay there. Don't move." tells him everything he needs to know. Oh yeah, there is one more thing. A bottom can intentionally move to break your stride just to make the fuck last longer.

This is my understanding as well (having read a number of reputable sources on the topic). There's something about Truvada-resistance that means that people don't stay Truvada-resistant for long. My guess is that the mutation isn't stable and it mutates to something else that's not Truvada-resistant. Or it's a weaker strain that loses out to non-Truvada-resistant strains when it encounters them. The fact that Truvada-resistant strains are rare and/or weak is one of the reasons why Truvada was chosen for PrEP. Now, as to the question about are we on the brink of another apocalypse… IMHO, yes, in so many ways. But it's not a uniquely gay thing. I really think kids today will see millions of people die in their lifetimes from the effects of climate change. All the evidence points to something close to a mass extinction of humans in the next few hundred years. As far as something like another AIDS crisis – I don't think it will be because PrEP fails. Antibiotic-resistant STDs are the most likely candidate for the next big thing since there are already cases of it happening. But what made HIV/AIDS unique was HIV's long incubation period. In other words HIV had spread widely by the time anyone realized it was happening in 1981. That's not the case with antibiotic-resistant STDs. People know about them pretty quickly. They affect a few people and can generally be isolated. So I'm guessing the worst case is a sex party with hundreds of guys, and a big majority of them die, as well as a big majority of the people they had sex with the days after the party. That's horrible, but it's hundreds of people, not thousands or millions. That said, yes, something completely new could appear (like HIV did). But worrying about that is living your life in fear – which is generally a really bad idea.

I am so hard reading comments here. I chased. Took me 6.5 years and I am as thrilled today as I was my first test as poz. When I was dating my second BF, He fucked me raw for two weeks before telling me. I instantly decided life was too short for bad sex, threw away all my condoms, and began the chase. I have four men who are convinced they carry my strain. I stealth. A fave activity has always been to pull the condom between thrusts and act like I was removing it when I was done fucking them by making it snap. The few who recognized the change in sensation would always thrust harder against me. I take meds holidays to infect and wish I could live off meds, but opportunistic infections slow my fucking down. STD's are the job hazard, but I don't care if you tell me you have syphillus. If you're hot and I wanna fuck you, we'll fuck. Someone said it was a duty to spread it and as a Satanist, I agree. Gay sex and HIV are the two best tools to corrupt a xian away from the tyranny of the bible and into true joyous living. There is a sick thrill that it is deadly untreated, but c'mon, you all have some little sick thrill fantasy that you don't discuss because it is socially unacceptable. Accept yourself and own your desired. It i liberating.

hell yes! i was trained early that as a pussyboy and a cumdump its my duty to suck any mans cock or get fucked bareback by any guy that wants to use a faggot to get off.doesnt matter what my preferences are or looks, age, race, cocksize or status.faggots like me were born to take loads.i am a human fleshlight and my fuckhole belongs to all men.no questions asked.you dont have to flatter me or speak to me at all. and i dont need to see pics know your name(i know breeders dont care what my name is) or ever see what the guys fucking me even look like.thats why i take loads on darkroom fuckbenches and blindfolded in the public sling.it shows how ANYONE can fuck me no matter what they look like.having guys tell you what worthless trash you are is half the fun!being used and degraded is the best.

I haven't posted in this forum in awhile so here's a couple of pics just for the hell of it. Chem piss most definitely preferred.

5pm hit on that fateful day 6 years ago, and I couldn't resist taking one last look at David before I left. He was sound asleep, but he looked worse than when I saw him earlier that day. He was having a fitful, disturbed sleep, and my cock stirred as I watched. My phone buzzed, a pic from the boyfriend: 'Just finished at the gym - horny. Hurry up! :p' Fuck. My cock was raging all the way home, thinking about how hard I was going to fuck him, as well as how hard David had made me. As I went through the door, I didn't even speak as I pushed him against the wall. I turned him around, slipped down his shorts and slid my cock into his tight hole. 10 minutes of frantic fucking later and the boyfriend was well and truly bred. We fucked again that night as we got to bed, and I have to admit my mind wandered to David more than once. After a busy week, I have to admit that I didn't get to have much time with David. We had three deaths that first week, all older ladies, and I have to admit that working at the hospice was taking its toll. I hated my old boss for sending me here, and was looking forward to my next rotation. I had headed in one Sunday morning, bleary eyed, and in desperate need of coffee. The boss came over. "Mr. Pearce has asked for you. I have to admit that I very much doubt he has long left. If he survives the night, it'll be a miracle". I was stunned, and I have to admit that it gave me pause for thought. "Why does he want me?" She looked over her mousy glasses with her mousy eyes. "I don't know, but I'd like you to stay with him today. It's just me and you in but the rest of the patients are stable". I headed to David's room and knocked. He looked dreadful, but he managed to lift a hand and beckon me in. "Th - thank - thank you for... coming" he managed to wheeze. I dispensed with the gloves and sat down next to him, holding his skeletal hand. "How are you David?" He looked at me for a while and smiled. "Ready for the end". He seemed at peace, which was good, but I was surprised. "Are you scared?" He seemed to think about it for a moment. "No, I made my decision and I don't regret it". He winced in pain, and I smoothed what little hair he had left. We sat in silence for a while, my semi-hard cock making me blush. How could I be turned on by a man who was suffering like this? None of it made sense, but David's condition was what I had dreamed for myself so many nights with my cock in my hand. The door opening startled me, but as the boss walked in she didn't seem to notice. "I'm heading out to lunch, please bleep me if you need anything. Nurse Bateman will stay with you Mr. Pearce". She looked at my hand, holding David's. "Gloves, Nurse Bateman," she stayed sternly as she headed out of the room. "She's right," said David. "You should wear gloves near me, I'm toxic". I shook my head. "I don't want to wear gloves". He smiled wickedly. "Not afraid of the bug then?" I paused for a second. "In fact, the bug turns me on more than anything". He looked at me slyly, his grin betraying his cracked and toothless gums. "Oh, so you're a chaser then?" I'd never described myself as a chaser before, but I decided that now was as good a time as ever to seal my own fate. "Yes, I am". I put my hand onto his stomach, feeling it heaving slowly under the blanket. I worked my hand down slightly, towards his cock, and as my hand brushed it I could feel it pulsing, rock hard and straining against the blanket. "Are you- are you sure? A young, healthy boy like you, this strain will eat you alive". My cock jumped, and I nodded as I rubbed his cock through the blanket. "I want it". He smiled at me. "Strip for me - sl-slowly". I stood up, and took off my tunic. He gasped as he saw my skintight t-shirt, and he moaned slightly as I peeled it off slowly. I kicked off my shoes and then undid my pants. I peeled them off slowly, and stood back up, the cold of the room making me shiver slightly as I stood in my black briefs. I turned around, and pushed down my briefs, bending over as I took them off. I could hear David playing with himself as he watched, and as I turned back around he had pushed off the blanket and had his cock in his hand. It was rancid, and I could smell it from the middle of the room. It was covered in lesions, and sores, and puss filled blobs. The boss was right, David definitely had other STIs. Gonorrhea for certain, as well as herpes. I suddenly felt strange. My healthy body, which I had looked after for so long, was about to be corrupted. I was at the height of health and fitness, and I was about to destroy it all. A voice was screaming at me, telling me to put my clothes back on and leave, but my cock was pulling me forward. I climbed onto the bed, and took David's cock in my hand. A pus filled bulb popped as I stroked it, and I took the pus into my hand and fingered it into my hole. I was invading my body with disease, and my cock strained harder than it had ever been before. David looked at my body hungrily. "You are stunning". I smiled as I shuffled forward, taking his hands and putting them onto my chest. "Enjoy my body," I said, as I lined his raging cock up against my ass. This was it. No turning back after this. I was about to seal my fate. I was about to introduce a fast-acting HIV strain into my body. It was going to feed on me, my body the perfect vessel for such a deadly disease to do its work. I shook as I took the plunge, sliding down onto David's shaft. I could feel the swollen head pushing into me, and as my hole gave way I felt another pus bulb pop. The pus made it easier for the cock to slide into me, and I reached around, taking the pus and rubbing it along my cock and into my slit, making sure it infected me all over my tool. David moaned as he fondled my body, and I rocked up and down on his cock gently. "Are- you-you- sure?" I nodded silently, and moaned as I clamped down on his cock. His head was rolling around, lost in sexual ecstasy, I was frantically beating my cock, excited to shoot my last neg load all over David. I knew that he would enjoy that. I worked more of the pus into my cock, rubbing my hands over his lesions and then over my body. I was lost in it - I wanted disease. I wanted infection. I wanted my perfect, healthy body to be destroyed. And I wanted to do what I suspect had been David's work and spread it as much as possible. I was grinding on David now, my body making hard, rhythmic movements as his diseased cock impaled me. "I'm close - are... you sure?" I looked deep into his eyes. "Yes, please, please, cum in my fucking hole!" He grinned, fondling my body harder as he started to moan louder. "Oh fuck..." he said. "Oh fuck this is it". I rubbed my cock harder than I'd ever rubbed it before. "Please yes! Oh please, fucking cum in me! Cum in my hole!" His head lolled around, and his hands clamped down on my pecs as he screamed. "I'm cumming!" My last ever neg load spurted out of my cock as David shot my death sentence up my hole. I felt his cock spasm as his toxic cum poured into my guts, and my cock continued to explode as billions of viruses flooded into me. I leaned down to kiss David, a long, deep kiss, making sure I rubbed my lips and tongue over his huge, seeping cold sore. We lay for a few minutes, him stroking my hair as I let his cum pool inside me. I realized that the boss could come in any minute, so I climbed off of David, cum pouring out of me. I caught as much of it as I could and fingered it back into my hole as I headed over to the bathroom at the side of the room. I splashed my face with cold water and washed my hands. I took a good look at myself in the mirror. 'Fuck' I thought. I could feel my cock hardening again as I thought about what had just happened, but I knew I had to get back to being a nurse - unfortunately. I went back into the room and gently cleaned David up, tucking him back in. He smiled at me wistfully, and I quickly got dressed. "Thank you David - thank you". I pulled my t-shirt back over my head. "I hope you enjoyed that as much as I did". I put my tunic back on and made sure I looked presentable. "Is there anything I can get for you David?" David?" My heart sank as I realized he had passed away...

Nothing like getting spun and loaded at the baths. The more tweaked you get, the sloppier your hole is when you stumble out. Please give us more, this is great.

It wasn't my first black dick, but one night in a park I see this guy rubbing himself through his jeans under the trees (couldn't see his face well). I went over knelt down to suck him. He took it out and I saw he was older--I didn't care, here's a fat dick and I was hungry. I started sucking and he reached to feel my ass. I opened my pants to give him access, and he spit on his fingers wetting my hole. Soon he was fucking me. Other younger guys were looking at us kinda surprised I'd let him fuck me but it was all about the dick. He came deep long and hard, huge load. I thanked him, he walked away, and the 2 younger guys that watched felt my hole, asked if he bred me, then started fucking me and breeding. About 25 minutes and three loads later I walked home. One of the guys kept saying "you let the old guy fuck you" and I kept saying I like taking dick and he could fuck me every night as long as I get cum in my ass.

So true!

proud, not on meds, toxic perv pig bruder here. into getting lots of loads highly toxic and resistant! ONLY INTO AIDS FUCKING, GETTING AIDS FUCKED AND SWAPPING THE STRAINS PROUDLY!

Part 2 I sent back a response begging for another way out, but only received one response, “This account has been deleted.” I sat there starting at the message, thinking this was just some really disgusting joke, or that I was having a nightmare. But it seemed to be too real for it to be a joke. I saw the picture again, and the audio file. I tried negotiating with myself, trying to figure out any other way out of this. I couldn’t think of anything that would work, that would prevent the video from getting out. I also knew that if my coach found out, I’d be kicked off the team and lose my scholarship. The coach was a real right-wing freak and he’d drum me out faster than I could beg for a chance. As the minutes dragged by, I came to the realization that my only option was going to be to show up at the rest stop and beg the guy face to face to not do this. I had no desire to get fucked, to lose my virginity to some random guy in a smelly restroom at a freeway rest stop. I looked at the clock and it was almost 6:00pm. I knew that, from reading stories, I needed to clean my ass out, so I went and got an enema kit, and spent the next hour cleaning my ass out until my guts hurt, but the water was clear. Putting on my jockstrap, I dressed in a t-shirt and sweatpants and slowly trudged to the car. The thoughts going through my head were words to use to beg the guy or to think of how much money I could scrounge up to try and buy my way out. Neither of those seemed to be a viable option. Without really noticing the drive, I was pulling into the rest stop at 9:25 and parking in the last available spot. There seemed to be more cars tonight then I had ever noticed before and all the truck spots were filled as well. At 9:30, I walked in to the restroom and found two urinals occupied, and one stall open. The guys at the urinals looked at me as I walked in, then looked back down. I walked to the handicap stall and saw a brown paper bag in the corner. I closed and locked the door, and leaned back against it. I had not seen the guy from the other night, so knew there was no way out. It seemed like an hour, but in two seconds I had picked up and opened the bag. On the top was a slip of paper, which I took out. Typed and printed on the paper was the following message: “Hello you little fucking prude. I see that my earlier message was something you chose to follow directions on. Did you like the picture and the audio? Trust me when I say that the audio is even better when it’s on screen cumming out of your mouth. Now, I hope you followed my instruction and wore a jockstrap, because it will really make getting into that fine hairy pussy of yours a little easier. In the bag you will find three things, which you will be wearing for the next few minutes: a blindfold, a ball gag, and a pair of handcuffs. All three will be so that you don’t do anything stupid while you’re earning your way out of this. First, you’re going to strip down to your shoes and jockstrap and put the clothes in the bag. Next, you will insert the ball gag into your cocksucking mouth which I’ve already learned is very talented. Next, you will attach one of the cuffs to the wrist of your choice. You’ll then unlock and open the stall door all the way. Finally you will put the blindfold on and face the wall with the hand rail, so that hot ass is facing the doorway. Once that is all done, you will stand like that and wait for further instruction.” I heard guys come in, piss and leave while I was reading this. For a moment, I thought about putting the bag down and leaving, willing to take my chances. But something kept me from leaving. Fear? Or excitement? I set the bag down and stripped out of the sweats and t-shirt. I took the items out of the bag and put the clothes in. I looked at the ball gag and was disgusted by the site of teeth marks in it. Apparently this sick fuck has used it on other guys, guys who probably were into this kind of shit. I opened my mouth, put the ball in and strapped it behind my head. I looked at the cuffs and they looked like real police cuffs. I put one on my right wrist, fastening it at the first click I heard, leaving it loose. I slipped the blindfold on, placing it on my forehead for the time being. Deep in my head, I heard a voice screaming at me to stop this and get the hell out of there. I wish I had listened…

i've been a urinal at al party once. Took over 16 loads of piss in 2 hours. My belly was full! i also like all strengths of piss. As long as I know in advance i can guzzle it all down and not miss a drop.