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***In my mind I had the story worked out and it was further along, and this part is a bit lengthy. But don't worry, it's going to get to the bug chasing by the next part.*** Part Three I got my answer about twenty minutes later when the doorbell was ringing again. This time it was the guy I’d first talked to outside yesterday when I was looking for the man in charge. A bit younger than the rest of the crew. Sandy hair, bit of beard scruff. Tall and buff, a definite stud hunk in the making. “Hi, uh, Dan told me to see you about . . .?” he trailed off, clearly shy and perhaps a little worried that now it was his turn to be made a fool of. I looked out over his shoulder to see the guy who’d fucked me, obviously Dan, give me a little grin and a thumbs-up. I gave him a nod, and then stepped aside to let my latest sperm donor in. I was shaking my head as I closed the door, trying not to laugh at myself. This would be the third guy in a couple of days to give me a load, and I hadn’t even bothered to ask any of their names. Somehow I was okay with that, too. I felt like a prostitute that gets paid in semen. This guy was really nervous, so I knew I had my work cut out for me to get him to relax. I offered him a beer but he declined, saying he had to be back on the job in 15 minutes. No time to waste, I asked him if he wanted a blowjob or to fuck my ass. He took about 30 seconds to weight the options then, without looking me in the eyes, he said ‘fuck’, so I led him back to the bedroom. As we got in the bedroom, I could feel he was right behind me. He grabbed my hips, led me over to the bed, and guided me to just bend over. Nice, he wants to pound me from behind, he can go hard and deep that way, so I was happy. I also had a feeling that he was sort of disconnect me from him. He could pound me, but not have to see me or look at my face. Human fleshlight. I slid my shorts down over my ass and offered my hole up. I heard him fiddling with his pants, and then seconds later he was poking his dick head around my opening, but not quite hitting the mark. So I reached back and took hold of what felt like a really thick, but not too long, cock, and guided it to the bullseye. Although I didn’t see it, his dick did not feel as long as the other two guys, but was easily thicker by inches. Honestly, it was like backing up to a big butt plug -which I happen to love, so yeah me! I wiggled my ass and willed my hole to open up around him, and once a couple of inches were in, he hit the slick of cum that his buddy had left in me and the rest of his tool rushed right on it. Fuck it felt good. And full. Definitely like being plugged. I felt some stinging as my hole was stretched to capacity so quickly. “Holy fuck!” he howled. After that he just went to pounding, the only sounds in the room were the wet smacking of his hips meeting my jiggling butt, and our mingling grunts and groans. I have to say that even though he didn’t have the depth penetration of his coworkers, that thick dick was just what my ass needed. I love the stretch and his cock was sending me to heaven. His size seemed to hit me in just the right place inside and I actually found myself having a rare anal orgasm. I’ve done it only once before with a dildo, so this was a pleasant surprise. So there I was gasping and groaning my way through an anal orgasm, when I heard him say, “Jesus fuck, your ass just got all juicy around my dick. I’ve never felt anything like this before. Aw, fuck, I’m gonna cum!” He slammed me so hard and fast as his balls exploded their seed into my ass, and we were left panting and gasping for a few minutes before he finally extracted his still semi-hard dick from my used hole. He staggered back, almost shaky on his feet after such a powerful orgasm. He bent over, hands on knees, still sucking in air, and looked up at me. “That was incredible. I never came like that in my entire life. I thought I might pass out.” “Your dick is amazing. You made me have an orgasm in my ass -something hardly no men can say they’ve done to a guy.” “You can do that?” he asked me, frowning. “Oh yeah. You felt it.” “When your ass got all slick,” he noted, now standing to his full height, and pulling his pants back into place. “Fuck, that sent me over the edge. I never felt anything like that before. And no girl has ever let me fuck them hard like that. Usually I’m so thick they suck me or jerk me until I’m close, then maybe they let me in just to finish.” He didn't have to bother telling me they also made him stretch a condom on, too. “I’ve only had one anal orgasm in my life and that was with a toy -and it was years ago,” I told him as we walked back to the front door. “Seriously, if you want to fuck me again, I’d love it.” He looked at me in disbelief. “Really? It’s that easy.” “Hey, it’s not like we’re dating. You need a hole to fuck, my ass is yours. Anytime.” He was shaking his head and smiling as he walked out back to work. “You gay guys sure do have it easy,” he said to me, and then he was gone. I didn't want to tell him that this was a very rare and extreme situation I was in with his crew. Though maybe I should have to ensure that he would come back to me for more. Better if he didn't go out looking for other guys to fuck if he knew I was a sure thing. The rest of the day went by with no one ringing my bell. The construction noise quit, and I sat down and enjoyed the peace and quiet. For about five minutes. And then the doorbell rang. I figured it was a neighbour or something, so I was stunned to find Dan standing before me, smiling but nervous. I didn’t even say anything, just stepping aside and allowing him in. While he dropped onto the sofa, I got him a beer. But I sat down to enjoy the rest of my wine rather than going right to his crotch, which was rapidly on the rise. “You don’t mind that I came back?” he asked. “Nope,” I told him simply. “I told you, you can fuck me any time.” He told me that he didn’t think anyone meant any harm by what they all started with me, first with the foreman, and then with him sending the new guy in. And that I didn’t need to do anything with any of them, that it all just lucked out that I was horny and willing and the heat was keeping them all hot and bothered, too. “It’s not like I do this sort of thing all the time,” I assured him. “But I will admit that if the opportunity presents itself like it did when the boss came in, I will happily take it.” “And it’s okay that the other guys now all want a crack at that ass?” he asked with a big grin. “This all seems really . . . unreal to me.” “I’d love it. Really. I’ll just make sure that I’m ready for them.” In other words, horny, in little clothing, and already cleaned out. “You don’t want to let everyone fuck you, though. I don’t think it is safe with a couple of the guys.” I didn’t question what he meant by that, simply telling him that I could handle whatever they threw my way. He laughed, shaking his head, and called me a whore, but in a very teasing way. I responded by dropping to the floor between his legs and getting my hands into his pants to release his rock hard dick. “I like that. Use me like a whore,” I told him as I engulfed his swollen meat all the way down to his musky pubes. He threw his head back and growled. I only got to spend a few minutes sucking him this time. Evidently he was hornier now than he was earlier. He stood up, pulling me up, too, and then came around behind me, bending me down onto the sofa, where he was presented with my ass. After a couple of quick pokes to feel that I was still quite wet, he immediately jammed about half of his hard length into me. With one more push he was balls deep. From there it was just a frenzy of skin, animal sex noises, and a lot of ‘fuck yeah!’s. He blasted another load up my ass about ten minutes later, and then pulled out and sat down to finish his beer. I noticed that his dick was still standing tall, it didn’t soften even in the slightest. “I take it you’re up for going again?” I laughed. “You need to go somewhere?” he asked, now looking worried that he was overstaying his welcome. What man in his right mind would ever think anything was more important that getting used by a hot looking man like him? “Nope. I’m all yours,” I assured him. He tilted his head and eyed me. “I can go a lot. When I was in my teens I could jack-off ten times a day and still have cum to shoot by the end. And I’ve been on a sort of dry spell for a few months, so I'm crazy horny.” “I’ll take whatever your balls can give me.” “In that case, I might be here all night,” he chuckled. “Fine,” I told him confidently. And just like that, I had myself an all night fuck. And he really did fuck me all night long. Basically in every room in the house. I’ve never met a man who could fuck and cum so much and still need to keep going. I was in pig heaven! Not only did he fuck me in the kitchen, front hallway, shower, laundry room, bedroom, living room again, but after we finally did fall asleep from total exhaustion, he woke me three times through the night and dumped more loads in me every time. We both slept like babies, and in the morning I made him breakfast and told him of a route through my backyard that would take him around the block to his car so the rest of the crew wouldn’t know he spent the night. He was okay with them knowing he’d fucked me yesterday, but it made things look very different that he’d spent the night. I’m actually not even sure if that was a worry of his, but I got it into my mind that it could be a sticky situation, so I made the suggestion first. Bill showed up at my door around mid-morning wearing a shit-eating grin as he strolled into my house again. I don’t know, maybe I’m an idiot, but I just couldn’t see any reason to say no to him. Or any of them, really. I’d gotten a good look at the entire crew through the window yesterday, and they were all attractive in their own way. Even the less attractive ones were hot to me. Maybe more. And there were a couple that looked quite rough that really seemed to get my blood pressure up. “So I heard that a couple of my guys did more than just feed you their loads yesterday. You okay with that?” Bill asked, talking to me like I was one of his employees. “Of course,” I told him. Clearly he was in semi-business mode. He obviously didn’t need any sort of complaint for inappropriate behavior. “Let’s just say that you guys have put me in a mood. So while you’re here, why don’t you just let them have some fun.” He frowned and shook his head. “Really? All of them? I’ve got a fifteen man crew out there. Are you seriously telling me that you would let all of them fuck you?” “Yes,” I told him without hesitation. “You know, word got around them pretty fast. Now they’re all fucking horny and not concentrating on their work,” he said. “So tell them if they don’t get their mind on the job, they don’t get any ‘rewards’,” I suggested. “I’m off work for the next couple of weeks, so I will be available any time.” He pondered this for a bit, and then was nodding. “Okay, if I can work it, they can visit you on their breaks, so we actually get this job done. If they’re doing a really good job, then they can come over at some other point in their shift. That could take up a lot of your day.” “It’s more than fine,”I assured him, noticing how his crotch was filling out before my eyes. “I think you’re going to need a little help with that.” He looked down at his bulge and just sort of grunted. “Later. I got to get them moving,” he said, turning and heading back out, not at all worried that he was sporting major wood. “I’ll be back once I get things on track here.” With that, a plan was set. And after I heard all of the machines doing their noise for a while, Bill was back. He was already opening his pants as I opened the front door. I like a man who doesn’t waste time. “So, you like to get fucked,” he said, walking past me as I closed the door behind him. He didn’t even give me a chance to respond, quickly grabbing hold of me, spinning me around and yanking my shorts down over my ass. Within a matter of seconds he was buried in my hot ass, pounding away. “Yeah, you’re a fucking slut, aren’t you?” he growled. “Taking all of our dicks, huh? You like that? Slut?” His breath was hot on my right ear and I just love feeling a man that close while he’s fucking me. “Fuck yeah! I loved to get used like a whore. Fucking breed my ass!” I yelled back to him. It was a quick fuck, just him nailing me from behind right there in the entryway, both of our pants around our knees, rutting like animals. “Take that fucking cum, faggot!” he roared as he blasted my ass full of a very hot load of seed. We both pulled our bottoms back up, he slapped me on the butt and headed back to the door. “You might as well keep those shorts off -you’re going to be naked most of the time, anyway. Now that I know what a good fuck you are, I’ll make sure you get all the dick you can handle.” Just as he was stepping out the door he looked back at me and added, “And some maybe you can’t.” That was a bit ominous but also exciting. My dick was throbbing in my shorts and my hole was giving involuntary spasms at the thought of getting fucked again. Funny how you can go without and be mostly fine, but as soon as you get one dick in you, you want them ALL. Luckily, I didn’t have to wait long -only about 10 minutes- before my next eager construction stud was ringing my doorbell. And so it went. For the entirety of the week, I had a steady stream of horned up, sweaty, dirty, musky men in and out of my house, giving me more loads that I could keep track of. A few were really clinging to their ‘straightness’ and would only let me suck them, but for the most part the rest wanted a bit of sucking to start and then a good fuck to finish. By Thursday night I had taken on all of the crew (at least once, some had repeats) except for the three rather rough looking ones. I figured they just weren’t interested. I didn’t sweat it, either way, because Dan seemed to be more than willing to take up the slack. He showed up after the crew left on Thursday, and I figured we were going to spend the night fucking like we had the other day. Fine by me. We started in the living room with me riding his lap on the couch, taking our time for a change, and talking a little. Just actually enjoying each other's company. “So what’s the deal with those other three guys?” I asked him. “The ones who haven’t come for a turn.” I had a feeling what it was, but I wanted to be sure. Somehow the prospect only made my ass hungrier. He took on a very serious face at this point. “I don’t think you want them. They’re trouble.” “How do you mean?” “I’m not totally certain, but I’m pretty sure they’re kind of fucked up. Like into hardcore stuff. The rest of the guys are just horny. But I’ve heard those three talking sometimes and they get into some twisted shit. I think they might have some STD’s, too.” My dick was shockingly steel hard hearing him talk about those guys. I probably shouldn’t want them, given that I’ve always managed to stay safe, but the thought of them using me was turning me the fuck on. To most people those guys might look a little rough or like trouble, but to me they looked like the porn stars that I always drool over. Rough and tough, hairy, hard all over, tattoos, probably pierced, too. The total porn stud package. Just thinking about them was sending me into overdrive. And Dan noticed, too. “Fuck, you are a pig! You actually like the idea of those three fucking you?” he asked as he drove his dick harder and deeper up into me, our fuck now getting more intense. I rode him harder, too. “I know I shouldn’t,” I panted, “But the idea of it has me so hot.” “Good thing we saved them for last, then. How about I tell them to come over after shift tomorrow. Everyone cuts out early Friday, anyway. I want to come and watch, if that’s okay.” “You know you’re always welcome here,” I told him adamantly. I meant that, too. Something different was happening with Dan. I could feel it, and I’m sure that he did, too. We were not just fucking. He had taken an interest in me. I couldn’t help but wonder what he would think of me after I had a go with those three remaining guys. Would he think I’m too disgusting to fuck anymore? I pushed those thoughts out of my head. None of this had been expected, so any action is good action in my books. He slammed his beautiful cock deep into me and roared as he flooded me with more sperm. The thought of his cum in me, and those three rough looking guys fucking me with some sort of bugs, just sent me over the edge, and my dick exploded hands-free, firing a line of cum up Dan’s stomach and chest, right to his face. When we both settled down from our powerful orgasms, I saw all of the cum on Dan and leaned over and began licking it up. At first he leaned back just a little as I approached him, maybe he thought I was going to kiss him with cum on my lips? But then I started licking more cum up, trying to gather as much as possible in my mouth before I swallowed it. I managed to get his face, neck and chest cleaned while still impaled on Dan’s hard dick. And then he surprised me by grabbing me behind the neck and pulling my face to his, mashing our lips together. His tongue forced it’s way past my lips and he began licking and probing for my load. Fucking hell, I hadn’t expected this from such a butch looking man. We swapped spit and cum for at least five minutes, both of us enjoying this new intimacy, when suddenly I felt Dan’s dick throbbing in my ass again. That finally made me pull away from him. “Are you cumming again?” I asked. “I didn’t expect that, but fuck!” he yelled, riding the wave through his orgasm. “I never did anything like that before but it was so fucking hot my dick just went off.” Evidently he liked it, because he pulled me back to him and we made out for ages before he wanted to fuck again in a different room. We had definitely turned a corner and now Dan and I had gone into some other territory that I was not sure he wanted. Though he wasn’t shying away from it, either. We continued to kiss and fuck our way through the entire night again, and he added another load right before he headed out to work in the morning. That was when I knew that something was different, because he went out the front door, for all the guys to see. He still had on the same grungy clothes as the day before, but the rest of him obviously looked freshly showered. I heard the guys making dirty comments and just whooping it up that he’d spent the night fucking the whore. Hey, we both had big smiles on our faces, so who cares? I smiled to myself all day thinking Dan. Unexpectedly, I might have found something I hadn’t been looking for. Dan came in for his breaks, but we didn’t fuck, and none of the other guys came in, either. On his last break I mentioned it. “I was a little surprised that nobody came in to fuck me today since it’s the last day on site.” “Well, they all had their turns -except for Luke, Andy, and Rob for tonight.” “I guess I shouldn’t complain. I got more cock and cum this week than I have the past couple of years combined,” I laughed. I stared at him for a couple of minutes, but he was staring at the floor, deep in thought. Finally, he came to a decision. “I . . . I told the guys not to come in,” he told me, now looking me in the eyes. My stomach just sank when he said that. “What? Why? Did I do something wrong?” “No, no. Just the opposite. This has been all so weird to me, but ever since that first day I can’t stop thinking about you. I never even considered being bi before we started working here, and now I can’t even get hard thinking about a woman. I only get hard when I think about you,” he confessed. I was shocked speechless. That’s the last thing I expected to hear from him. Yes, I knew I felt a strong connection, but he just jumped in the deep end. Most men in his position would spend their time denying it, pretending nothing ever happened, pretending we’d never met. Instead, he was coming out to me -and he never even knew he was gay before this week. Right away his posture dropped and he looked insecure. “Look, you know I’ve never done this stuff before. But I fuckin’ like you. A lot. And I think you like me.” “A lot,” I pointed out, and his face split with a huge grin of relief. It sounded to me like he was talking about a relationship, so I worried that I might not get a chance to sample the last three guys, the ones I was sure had some bugs to pass my way. Or, if they do, will he be still even like me? “The guys are still going to breed me tonight, right?” My mind was swirling. Things like this just never happened to a guy like me. And this hunk, only now realizing he is gay, could have literally any man he wanted. And he was saying he wanted me. “About that. It’s still on, but I have to tell you something. When I talked to them earlier and told them you wanted their loads, they mentioned that they all have HIV. They look healthy enough, but they said to tell you that they do shoot viral loads -whatever that means. I don’t know about all of this stuff, but I’m pretty sure it means you could get sick.” I had already figured that was the case, and I was still horny as hell to get their cum in me -as evidenced by the growing tent in my shorts. “I see that doesn’t turn you off the way I thought it might,” Dan laughed. “Then it’s on,” he told me, leaning over for a quick but strong kiss before returning to finish out the workday. Shortly after 4 pm all of the equipment had been taken away, the street cleaned, and most of the workers departed. The four remaining men moved their vehicles to my driveway and entered my house for a night I was not soon to forget.

Here I am in the middle of pledging into a fraternity wondering why I let it get this far in the first place.... One month ago I was just a freshman moving into the dorms; when I finished unpacking and said goodbye to my parents, it set in that I was on my own for the first time ever. I was always what the jerks in high school referred to as a "nerd." I always kept my grades up and was somewhat of a loner. When it came time to pick colleges, I was the only one of my few friends to choose an out of state school. For the first couple of weeks, I just attended my classes and then went back to the dorm to study and sleep; then one day I saw a flyer for a fraternity. It said that they were accepting new members and freshman are welcome to apply. I decided that I was tired of being on my own, and maybe joining a frat would help me find a group of guys to hang out with. The application included a letter about why we wanted to join the fraternity and then a "pledge weekend" where we lived in the frat house for the weekend and the older brothers would decide if we would be allowed to join. That brings to me where I am now - in the frat house with one of the older members, Rick. When we arrived for the weekend, each of us was assigned a brother who we were told to listen to for the weekend, and ultimately, they would decide whether or not we could get in. The first thing Rick did was take me into a bedroom and close the door. "Alright pledge, strip," he said in a commanding voice. I just stared at him; I knew that sometimes fraternities would make pledges embarrass themselves to get in, so I decided that it was normal. I took off my clothes, except my underwear and set them against the wall to my right. I stood there uncomfortably while Rick looked me up and down. I'm a skinny guy with almost no muscle, and I was extremely intimidated by Rick, who had clearly spent time in the weight room. "I said strip; that means all the way pledge," said Rick. I took off my underwear, revealing my soft dick. At this point I was starting to panic, but I really wanted to get into the fraternity. Rick took a step toward me. "Ok pledge. Your first task is to show how well you are willing to take care of the brothers in this fraternity. You are going to get down on your knees and take care of my cock." My mind was racing... Does he really want me to touch, or even worse, suck his cock? I tried to argue saying, "I can't do that... I'm not gay!" Rick told me that the only way I would be allowed in the frat was if I sucked his dick, otherwise I could leave right now. While I was considering my options, he added that nobody else would know; I could just do it once, and then he would be sure to let me in the fraternity. Reluctantly I agreed and kneeled on the floor in front of Rick while he pulled his cock out of his sweat pants. I tried to keep myself from gagging as I slowly moved my face toward the tip. I stuck out my tongue and licked the head; it was salty, but not completely unpleasant. I decided to do what I can to get this over as fast as possible. I wrapped my lips around Rick's cock and started moving my head up and down the shaft. After a while, Rick starting thrusting his hips in time with my head. He grabbed my head and sped up until he came in my mouth. The cum was thick, like mucus, but it didn't have that strong of a flavor. I pulled off of his cock and spit the cum out onto the floor. "See, that wasn't so bad, was it?" said Rick with a grin. All I could think about was at least that was all I had to do to get into the fraternity. I made it, and now the rest of the weekend should be pretty easy...

Part 20 - February 2020 During the summer of 2019 Byron and Stefan married in a quiet ceremony in Malvern. Only family and close friends were invited to the unconventional wedding of a straight guy to an openly gay one. It mattered not to them about sex, it was love that held them together so strongly. Byron had started medication and within two months was undetectable, Stefan helped Byron through the first two weeks suffering bad side effects until his body adjusted to the drugs in his system. Sam, Darren and Stefan were off to visit Byron who was doing a 3 month sold out run on Broadway with Stefan's mother Louise. Three months ago Byron had won the Olivier award for best actor in a musical propelling him to fame amongst the theatre set. He was now fielding job offers for movies turning them down as his first love was still dance. Sam hadn't faired to bad either having agreed to appear in a few shows at Covent Garden, when it was announced tickets had sold out that day, he too was becoming a big box office draw for ballet lovers from all over Europe who had seen him touring a few yeas ago. His biggest love in life though was Darren, they had been photographed together publicly at events during the year. The past year had been strange for Darren not only had his life changed but within 3 months of working as assistant production he went to production manager with a massive pay rise. He was good at his job and seemed to have a very good eye and a natural flair at this work. After 7 months he was head hunted by another theatre group as their director of production, he found it hard having to manage the group of staff at first and with Stefan's help and guidance he overcame those challenges. His body had changed from working out with Sam and Michael, his muscles showed more definition, easing up on the workouts in the later part of the year happy with how his body looked. The biggest change was that many of the gay or bi cast loved working and flirting with him. A couple of times some high profile stars tried to kiss Darren failing miserably. The only two people privileged to that access were Sam and Byron. By December 2019 Darren was getting offers from theatres to come in and run productions that paid stupid amounts of money, tempting as it was he liked working for the three theatres in the group and as a bonus they happened to be showing the top musicals in the west end. Sam and Darren would often go to the Surrey countryside to visit Sam's parents when they needed to get away from their now hectic lives. Michael still flirted outrageously with Darren whenever the opportunity presented itself. Sam and he had become good friends with Michael and Tony and the relationship stayed as friends nothing more. Sam was Darren's everything and apart from Byron being allowed in the bed they closed their relationship, seen by many how serious the two had become. Over Christmas Darren had proposed to Sam unexpectantly and they both now wore engagement rings with a date set in August 2020, the ceremony was to take place in Sam's hometown with just a selected few guests. Darren rushed around the flat "I know where I put it" he called out running back to the kitchen. Sam stood there laughing unable to control himself "Come on we will be late" he called after him. "Found it" Darren said looking relieved and waving his passport. Sam rolled his eyes "I told you to find it yesterday" he smiled walking towards Darren and kissing him. Darren held him in a long kiss before pushing Sam away "Come on or we will be late" he said mocking Sam. "You will pay for that later" Sam replied chuckling. Darren pulled the handle of his suitcase up tilting it ready to leave "Oh no, you will!" he exclaimed laughing. Locking the door behind them they left the and down in the elevator to the waiting car that was taking them to the airport. Having never flown or even been near an airport before Darren was excited but also sick with nerves unsure what to really expect. He was also excited to be spending the week in New York. Stefan arranged all their travel plans and the car arrived at Heathrow Terminal 3 then drove up to a barrier that opened, the car passed through and Darren watched the barrier behind them close then the one in front open. The car proceeded up the ramp under the cover of the building and in to a small circular drop off zone, he could make out the words inside the small reception area Upper Class Wing. They were greeted exiting the car and Whisked through check-in and in to the clubhouse lounge where they met up with Stefan. After a cool reception when they first met up again Darren and Stefan had become friends, finally putting their past behind them. Byron was at the airport to meet the guys when they arrived and spent the afternoon with them before heading off to the theatre. By early evening they arrived outside the theatre and Darren was amazed to see all the publicity strewn across the front with large pictures of Byron and Stefan's mother on stage. It was like a surreal experience seeing Byron do what he was now famous for. Sam put his arm around Darren's shoulder whilst he looked at the posters. They turned hearing Stefan calling to them to hurry up, they caught a glimpse of famous movie stars entering the theatre having their photos taken by the press. Byron had warned them it was the same every night with the press since word got out that New York's elite attended the show. Sam took Darren's hand and walked with him towards the entrance, suddenly his name was called out to stop. Sam had never performed on Broadway, he was famous amongst the arts in his own right and photographers recognised him arriving. The photographers took pictures of Sam and Darren still holding hands, they paused for a moment then walked in to be met by the theatre manager Rosie who escorted them to their seats. She completely stumped Darren knowing who he was and complimented him on managing the shows so brilliantly in the west end. Sam quite happy for once to be a back seat looker proud of his man. New York was an amazing experience for Darren. Two nights Sam and Darren spent with Byron having sex were incredible, he had to slap himself as he fucked Byron who was facing the window overlooking the lights of Manhattan. Darren still couldn't quite believe he was here, looking off to the distant views of the skyline. He looked over at the smile on Sam's face watching Byron and him, Sam mouthed the words to Darren 'Your next' rubbing his cock. Darren grinned and wriggled his ass and Byron moaned. Sam had finally fucked Darren two weeks ago, a moment of intense pleasure that seemed to bring the love between them full circle. On the fourth night Stefan and Byron returned to their suite at the hotel. Stefan undressed and laid on the bed waiting for Byron to finish showering. Returning to the bedroom Byron climbed on the bed into Stefan's arms and kissed him lovingly for several minutes. Slowly he begun to work his way down Stefan's body, his chin hitting the solidness of Stefan's erection. Gently he caressed the shaft with his tongue working up to the head and finally engulfing him completely. Stefan moaned laying his head back on the pillow, his hand stroking Byron's head. Somehow he felt distant, he loved the oral sex Byron would perform on him, yet strangely he felt incomplete like something was missing. Stefan raised his head and looked down at Byron who glanced up, it was like his eyes were smiling up at him. He loved the man so deeply that it was hard to explain how and even why he had ever felt this way towards Byron. He gasped nearly rolling his eyes back seeing him go down all the way. His curiosity and finally got the better of him. So what he thought I love him. Byron stopped sucking and looked at Stefan who seemed to staring at him expressionless. Byron was about to say something but Stefan leaned forward and pulled him on to his back. Unsure what was going through Stefan's mind at this moment he looked a little concerningly at him. Byron watched Stefan kneeling up running his hand down Byron's leg, diligently Stefan watched his hand and pulled Byron's leg further away from the other. His hand moved over his cock and balls slipping downwards until he caressed Byron's hole. Looking up at Byron's face he saw a look a worry. Stefan leaned forward and kissed Byron to reinforce that nothing was wrong, doing so his legs moved and slipped in between Byron's. He had watched Sam fuck Byron enough times to roughly know what to do lifting Byron's legs he spat on his hole gently and nursed his saliva in with his finger. Byron laid there quietly watching him, moaning a little feeling his hole getting slick from the saliva he briefly closed his eyes and felt the bed move. When he opened them Stefan was inches away from his face, Byron raised a hand and stroked the side of Stefan's face leaning up he kissed him softly then rested his head back down on the pillow. Stefan rubbed his cock a couple of time allowing the foreskin to roll over the head dispersing his pre-cum evenly. He took one last look at Byron then positioned the head against his hole and pushed gently. Stefan's nerves tingled feeling the his cock entering Byron, it felt different there was no mistaking that. It also felt tempting with the resistance the more he pushed, he gasped feeling at least a couple of inches had now entered Byron. His ass seemed to grab hold of his cock sending waves of pleasurable sensations up through his shaft dispersing in his body. He felt the hands of Byron on his shoulders gently massaging and stroking. Byron was looking at him 'Are you sure?' he asked Stefan quietly. Stefan looked down at him and half smiled pushing a little more feeling Byron's hands holding his shoulders tightly, he moaned pushing his chest up 'oh god' he mumbled. For Stefan it appeared to take ages before he found he could push no further, realising he had penetrated his lover. Byron clasped his hands around Stefan's neck pulling him forward to kiss. The natural instinct of man took over to breed, Stefan began to slowly fuck Byron. The feeling he had was unlike anything else he had experienced before, there was no condom just the feeling of his naked cock touching the inside of Byron. All these thought running through his head triggered his whole body and increase the intensity of his fucking. Byron moaned unable to contain himself and completely lost in state of lust and desire for this man, feeling every inch of Stefan inside him, his toes curled his cock began ejaculating in strong contractions blasting his cum up across his chest. His ass muscles contracting and Stefan fucked faster groaning and looking Byron in the eye 'fuck' he yelled lifting his head up, body pushing harder against Byron. He thrusted faster, his cock firing on all cylinders with no barrier to stop it, it planted deep in to Byron's body. Stefan continued fucking until his body began to relax, collapsing forward into Byron's arms they kissed. Stefan laid his head on the pillow watching Byron lovingly and stroking his arm. "What was that for?" Byron asked in amazement. Stefan smiled "I don't know, it was like my body wanted me to do it" he replied "like something was missing". Byron stroked his face "And did you find what was missing?" he asked. "Oh yes, you" Stefan replied rubbing his nose against Byron's. Byron chuckled and parted his lips kissing Stefan their arms wrapped around each other holding each other tightly. Stefan never identified himself as gay or straight, not wanting to be labelled he only identified himself as non binary. The fact he was married to the man he loved most in the world was a private matter between their families. After several months and once he was confident about sex with a man, Stefan finally got to have sex with Sam. As mush as he wanted to fuck Darren he took one look at Stefan's cock and said no way!. Over the years Stefan and Byron would return to New York and celebrate the anniversary of their sex, it was a little quirk that Sam and Darren found funny but happily they travelled with them to celebrate. The four of them increasingly found themselves bound by a natural love and deep friendship for each other. Their history and past laid to rest.

Day 1, Pt 4 “OK, men. Everyone knows the rules. The newbie is to be used by all of you at least once per day, after the first day. The newbie cannot refuse a request unless it is dangerous or he is otherwise busy. No one is to injure the newbie or prevent others from using the newbie. No cum is to be wasted, it must be shot inside, either orally or anally. And finally, have fun!” Ken said, the seriousness in his voice disappearing for the last sentence. They got up and headed back toward the canoes. Colin had other ideas, though. “Newbie. On your knees” Colin said. Chris looked back and realized that this was just the beginning. He pushed his shorts back off and got on all fours. A few of the other guys stopped to watch. Colin spit on Chris’ ass a couple times and then on his cock. He crouched down and forced his cock into Chris’ tight hole. Chris tried to relax, but Colin seemed to be as unskilled an ass fucker as he was a cocksucker. Finally, Colin’s cock popped inside. “More spit” Chris said and felt two more globs of spit hit his hole. Colin pulled out and shoved the spit inside, along with half of his six inch shaft. Colin sawed back and forth awkwardly and then began to pick up speed. Chris felt Colin’s hands grasp his hips and pull them back as he shoved forward. A few minutes later, Chris started to fuck himself back onto Colin’s cock. He kept waiting to hear or feel Colin getting close, but the awkward thrusting continued. After a few more minutes he gave a couple quick squeezes with his sphincter and felt Colin start to orgasm. “FUCK!” Colin screamed out as his cock started to shoot his seed into Chris’ hole. Colin pulled his cock out and pulled up his shorts. “I cum when I want to cum, newbie” Colin said. “Apparently not” Chris said as he stood up, sliding his shorts back up. He heard a few snickers from the guys that had watched him get fucked. “Hold still. I need to add my mark” Colin said, taking a sharpie out of his pocket and drawing a mark on Chris’ shoulder. Chris was surprised how being used as a bottom slut turned him on, but as his dick hardened, he felt the cage constrain it and it got painful quickly. They walked back and pushed the canoe back into the water and hopped in.

Sorry for the delay, had a bit of writers block. Hope you enjoy. Chapter 21 A couple of months later I had finally closed on my apartment so I decided to have a few friends come over to help me properly break the place in. My son Josh had come over early to help me set up the sling. Lucas and Thomas were the first to arrive. It was summer so Lucas was only wearing a pair of very short shorts and a tight tank top. It looked like he was still smooth but he was now sporting a few new tattoos. Thomas gave me a big hug and said, "thanks for inviting us, my boy's been horny all day." "Oh sorry Lucas, there won't be any fucking going on tonight." Fuck he was so cute. He got this sad look on his face and his lower lip started to quiver. "Don't believe a word he says," Josh said walking into the room. "My dad's full of shit, there will definitely be fucking going on here tonight." He was standing in front of Lucas, "damn, dad wasn't kidding you're fucking cute. I'm Josh and you must be Lucas." He grabbed Lucas's crotch and grinned. "Damn boy, are you locked away?" "Yes sir." "Fuck that's hot." He gave him a kiss then turned to Thomas, "I've heard a lot about you guys it's nice to finally meet you." "Wait, are you guys real father and son?" Thomas's mouth was hanging wide open. "Oh did I forget to mention, both of my real sons are total poz cum sluts," I said. Thomas just shook his head, "that is so fucking twisted and I'm rock hard just thinking about it." He turned to Lucas, "boy, why don't you get naked and show these nice men your new artwork. Kevin, I can't thank you enough for hooking us up with Max. That was quite the experience." I chuckled, "how many loads did he leave with?" "Honestly, I lost count." Lucas was now standing at attention naked with his dick still locked away. He had several tattoos on his chest and back. My favorite was the tramp stamp he had which said 'poz boy, property of Thomas.' I also noticed he had several bio haz tats on various places on his body. "Damn boy, what a fucking slut. You like your new ink?" "Yes sir I love them." Josh was already naked standing behind Lucas. He gave him no warning before he bent him over the back of the couch and shoved his hard dick inside his cunt. Lucas let out deep moan. "Sorry Thomas, I guess I should've asked permission first but you're boy is so fucking hot I couldn't resist." "No apology needed. That's what he's here for, use his cunt and fill him up. Isn't that right boy?" "Mmm, yes sure, thank you sir." Matty and Chris from Dr. Manning's office showed up next and were naked before the door was even closed. We'd been fucking for about an hour when Scotty and some new guy arrived. Oh this was interesting they were holding hands. "Hey Kev, love your new place. Holy shit is that my realtor Lucas?" I laughed, "yep turns out he's a complete cum whore. Thanks for recommending him." "Damn I had no idea." Thomas added, "oh this is a rather recent development. Hi I'm Thomas, Lucas's new Master." "Well damn, that's hot. I'm Scotty and this is my friend Mitch." "Just friends?" I asked looking at their joined hands. "Ahh we're still figuring that out." Brandon, Dr. Manning's nephew, had been right behind them but I was so distracted by Mitch that I totally missed him. "Yeah they may not know what's going on but everyone around them can certainly tell." "Hey Brandon, remember I can still fire you," Scotty cried out. Brandon just grinned very proud of himself. Mitch reached out to shake my hand. "Hi Kevin, it's nice to finally meet you. Scotty talks about you all the time." "Interesting as this is the first time I'm hearing anything about you. But I guess this explains why I haven't seen him in awhile." "Oh come on Kevin, it's only been a couple of weeks since we last saw each other," Scotty said while playfully hitting me on the shoulder. "And one of those weeks I was at a conference which, if you must know is where I hooked up with Mitch." "Hooked up indeed," Brandon snickered. "I mean met him again," he said turning a deep shade of red. "Well come on in and get naked and stick your dick in a warm wet hole." Brandon saw the sling set up in the dining room and started grinning from ear to ear. "Hot! I love pounding a neg hole in a sling. Please tell me there's at least one neg boy here tonight?" "Sorry Brandon, the closest guy here to being negative would be Lucas, the guy over on the couch with Scotty's dick buired deep inside him. He officially joined the club about a month ago." "Damn I've really been itching to breed some more neg ass." I just smiled at him, "I totally understand. There's nothing better than sinking your hot poz cock deep inside a unprotected neg hole, knowing you're changing his life forever. You can always go on to all those apps and see if you can find anyone chasing and invite them over." "You sure," Brandon said but he already had his phone out. "Knock yourself out kid. I wouldn't mind pounding a neg hole myself." Brandon was grinning from ear to ear as he showed me the quick connect ad he placed on bbrts. 'Group of horny toxic tops looking for neg guys to impregnate. Serious guys only, no pussies on PrEP.' I'd never really had much luck with those ads so I wasn't really holding out much hope, but less than ten minutes later Brandon let out a cheer. "Fuck yeah there's some hotty less than fifty feet away who's interested." A few minutes later there was a knock at the door. I smiled at Brandon and told him to do the honors. On the other side of the door stood the cutest kid. "Fuck son how old are you," I asked. "I'm 18 sir you can check my license if you want." I took a look and said, "damn son, today's your birthday. You sure about this? Every single one of us is toxic as fuck. Once you start there's no going back." "I'm sure sir, I've been dreaming about this day for years. Please sir I want the gift for my birthday." "Fuck," I said, "you heard him guys. This slut wants our gift for his birthday. Knock him up." They strapped him into the sling, Brandon dropped to his knees and started eating the kids tight smooth hole. "Oh my god that feels so amazing." "Damn kid," I said, "if you think that tongue feels good wait until he shoves his hard poz dick inside you." "Yes, yes, yes fuck me please fuck me hard. Knock me up!" Brandon looked up from in-between his legs with an evil grin on his face. He slowly stood up and placed his hard cock at the entrance to the kids neg ass. "You sure you want this boy? This is your last chance." "Please! Poz me set me free." "You got it slut." Brandon pushed his toxic dick deep inside all the while the kid was moaning and screaming in pain that soon turned to pleasure if the look on his face was anything to go by. Brandon had given me his phone to keep an eye out for any other neg guys wanting to join our little party. A cute older guy had sent him a message on his scruff profile. 'Hey, I'm probably too old for you but thought I'd take a chance. You're really hot.' Responding as Brandon I said, 'Hey, your hot yourself.' I really hated these apps, I never knew what to say. 'Thanks man, what you looking for?' 'My friends and I are looking for neg guys who aren't afraid to take a poz cock deep inside their hole and let us fill them with toxic cum.' I laughed to myself, that would send him running for the hills. 'Holy fucking shit, are you for real?' I smiled and typed, 'there are currently eight horny non medicated poz guys here looking for neg guys who know what they want.' 'Fuck! That is so hot.' 'Yeah, so you neg?' 'Yes I'm neg not on PrEP.' 'Good man. So you in or not?' 'You guys are really toxic?' 'Don't waste my time. If you cum you'll leave a changed man.' 'Address?' I typed out my address and added, 'you have ten minutes to get here starting now.' I didn't receive a response so I figured I'd either scared him off or he was frantically on his way. Nine minutes later he buzzed my apartment. When I opened the door there stood a hot muscular guy about six feet tall, trimmed beard, wearing a tank top so I could see tattoos on his shoulders running down his upper arms. He had dark blonde hair with piercing green eyes. "Holy fuck you're hot," I stammered out. He chuckled, "thanks, you're not so bad yourself but not quite what I was expecting based on your pics." I started laughing. "Sorry about that. The scruff account belongs to the guy over there pounding the kid in the sling. I'm Kevin, I was the one sending you the messages. I'm sure he'll be done shortly if you prefer his young dick buried deep inside you." "Umm okay. You guys really poz?" "Yep toxic, all except the guy in the sling but we're working on changing that." I grinned at him. "You really neg?" "Yep I am and I'm really not on PrEP either. Fuck this is so twisted, messed up, hot as fuck and my dick is rock hard." "We aim to poz," I said smiling a big cheesie grin. "There's several younger guys here who would gladly take a turn on your ass." "Actually to be honest with you, not that I'd say no to any of those hot young guys but I'm really more into guys closer to my age." "Hmm, interesting, and just how old are you?" "I'm 57." "Fuck are you serious? I'd have pegged you in your forties easily. You are so hot! I'm 52, is that too young for you?" I smirked at him. "No you little shit that's perfect. Now are we done with the small talk? Are you going to knock me up or what?"

Day 1, Pt 2 “Oh, you’re vers too?” Chris asked. Colin looked at him funny and said “No, dude. I fuck chicks. It’s just that once in a while I need some man action.” Chris realized that he might be the only true gay guy on the trip - everyone else was probably bi, even if they didn’t want to admit it. Eric, who was sitting next to Colin, turned and said “Yeah, I haven’t shot a load in over a week. You better be ready for a big one.” “Remember, day 1 he’s mine. It’s my reward for making it through last year” Colin said. He turned back to Chris and said “So, you’re a fag?” Chris chuckled. “Yeah, I’m gay. Never even fucked a girl” he replied. “Cool, you probably like to suck dick too, unlike these assholes” Colin said. They finally pulled into the canoe rental place and Steve and Ken were waiting outside an SUV. “Glad you could finally make it. Get your shit out of the truck and let’s get on the river” Ken said. They loaded up the canoes, with Ken directing where everything got put. He called out “Colin, Chris - you have canoe #5. Billy, Eric you have canoe #4. PJ and Danny have canoe #3, Steve and his son Andy have #2. My partner Les and I have canoe #1. Let’s put in and head downriver. After the fourth bend, there should be a sandbar just after the railroad bridge. Stop there.” Chris chuckled to himself and was relieved that he wasn't the only gay guy on the trip. Maybe his thoughts about Ken in a gay leather bar weren't too far from the truth. The day was heating up already and most of the guys were in swim shorts and a few had on a tank or tee as well. They paddled away, some of them looking a little rusty and taking most of the first 500 yards to get the canoes going straight. Chris was enjoying the warm sun on his body as they paddled, following the other four canoes. He yelled back to Colin, asking him to toss him a beer. “No dude. No drinking until the first stop. No nothing” Colin said. They made it to the sandbar that Ken told them to stop at and everyone beached their canoes and followed Ken down the sandbar. Ken had a sack with him that he set down in a clearing of the tall weeds.

Day 1, Pt 1 The alarm went off at 2am and Chris crawled out of bed. He showered, brushed his teeth and looked at himself in the mirror. He hadn’t shaved since Friday and he liked the scruffy look. His ex had tried to keep him looking as twink-like as possible and now he was done making sure he looked like someone else wanted him to. His chest was itching a bit since he had stopped shaving it too, the day he told his ex Tim to “fuck off and get out.” His five foot nine body was filling out a little and while not muscled, he was toned from his erratic gym visits. His brown hair was cut like he wanted it, the only thing he insisted on doing his way instead of his ex’s desires. His legs were covered in a light coating of hair but his ass was mostly smooth. There was some hair inside his crack which his ex always wanted shaved, but finally gave up asking after two years. Chris noticed his cock was still partially stiff. He didn’t know if it was the excitement of the trip or whether he was just horny. “Probably both. Too bad I’ll be bottoming the next few days. I could really use a hot ass to fuck” he thought. He walked back to the bedroom and pulled on a pair of board shorts and then some baggy cargo pants over them. He pulled on a t-shirt and slid into a pair of old tennis shoes. “I can put the sport sandals or water shoes on when we get to the river” he said to himself. He put a few things in an old backpack that he could leave in the van while they were canoeing. Right at 3am, the van pulled up in front of his apartment building and Chris tossed his stuff in the back. He hopped in, finding that they left the last row of seats for him. “Perfect, I can sleep on the drive up” Chris thought. They bounced through the city streets and finally got on the highway. The music was blaring and everyone seemed to be talking as Chris realized his hopes of sleeping were gone. He looked Colin over and wasn’t sure what to make of him. Was he gay? bi? experimenting? Colin was a few years younger than Chris and about his same height but with 20 more pounds. His dark brown hair hung down over his eyes and ears, his face was plain and he looked like he was stoned. Colin turned back to Chris and said “It’ll be good not being the newbie this year. I’m sure you’ll have fun but I like to fuck too much.”

Last night. There's this park near my place that I love to go down to at night, strip naked, wander around and then find somewhere to jerk off. Last night I was down there. It was pretty late so I'd left my clothes in my car and and was sitting there jerking my cock on a seat by the lake. I got this Grindr notification from this random young black dude who was visiting the area. He was super close. Asking me where I was I said "by the lake, naked. Come fuck me" A couple of mins later this naked black dude walked up with a rock hard, throbbing 11inch cock. He proceedes to bend me over the bench and smash 2 loads into me, before walking away. Didn't say a word to me the whole time.

Presumably (though you give no reference) you're referring to the preprint referenced (without a working link) by @ff-whole. Which has since been retracted. And which is in fact the work that the paper I linked to refutes. Yeah, I read that. It's full of problems. Which are nicely explained in the paper I linked. Which is why I linked it. SMH.

Day 1, Pt 3 “Newbie, over here” Ken said pointing to a spot in front of him. Chris walked over to the spot and Colin was right behind him. The rest of the group circled around them, waiting for Ken to talk. “You already know that you are designated fuckee for this trip. You will service the rest of us whenever WE want. You are not allowed to fuck or masturbate. Due to some issues from last year, I made a change to make sure that there are no violations of this rule. You have Colin to thank for this. So… Drop your shorts” Ken said. Chris pushed his board shorts down and stepped out of them. Ken reached up and held Chris’ cock in his hand and then reached into the bag. He fished out a cage and held it up, checking to see if it would fit correctly. He pulled out a second, slightly larger one and muttered “that’s better.” Tossing the first one back into the bag, Ken said “Colin, on your knees. Suck this boy off and swallow his last load of the trip.” Colin turned pale as everyone stared at him. “NOW!” Ken barked. Colin sunk to his knees and tentatively put his lips around the hardening shaft. Chris laughed to himself, remembering Colin’s earlier comments in the van. It was a bad blowjob and Chris really couldn’t remember having gotten a worse one in his life. He reached down to stroke himself off and Ken barked out “NO! He needs to do this on his own, even if we are here all day and night.” Everyone seemed to grumble and started heckling Colin. After another ten minutes of Colin slobbering over his cock and not getting him to cum, Chris reached down and started to face fuck Colin. Ken didn’t seem to mind this and didn’t stop him. He heard Colin start to gag as his stiff cock punched into his throat. Another few minutes and Chris could feel the cum start to rise from his balls. Chris was torn - should he fill Colin’s mouth full of his cum or shoot it right down his throat? He decided that Colin’s poor sucking skills earned him a mouthful of jizz which he would probably hate. As soon as his cock started spurting, he held Colin’s head so that the spray was coating his mouth. Most of the guys seemed to be cheering him on, but the look in Colin’s eyes told him he would pay for this later. Once Colin had swallowed all of Chris’ seed and Chris’ cock had deflated, Ken put the cage on his cock. He had seen them in porn flicks and he actually didn’t mind having his cock locked up since he couldn't fuck anyway, as long as it came off at the end of the trip.

Intro 3 The following Friday, Chris’ phone rang. It was Steve - “Chris, can you come to my office for a few minutes?” “Sure thing” Chris replied and went back to the production area. He knocked on Steve’s door and went inside. “Close the door, please” Steve said. “Ken reminded me of one thing we forgot to tell you and a question to ask. Uh… Its really hard to deal with condoms on a trip like this since we need to collect all the trash we make, so everyone fucks raw” Steve said. "Oh… uh… yeah, I guess that makes sense. My ex and I used to fuck bareback too, well until I found out he was cheating on me” Chris replied. “Obviously, since you’re the new guy, we need to make sure that you don’t have anything that the rest of us can catch” Steve said. “I just got tested so I’m ok. It’s good to know you guys check this stuff out. It reminds me of the stuff I need to deal with when I start dating again” Chris said. “Yeah, you can’t be too careful. You might want to think about getting on prep after the trip, that way there’s one less thing to worry about. Can you swab your gums with this test kit just to be sure?” Steve said. “Uh… ok. Yeah, prep is probably a good idea since I want to be a lot more active than I have been” Chris said as he took the stick and swabbed before handing it back to Steve. “Thanks. 1 week to go. By the way, you ended up in the van with PJ, Danny, Eric and Colin who will be your tent mate. He was last year’s newbie so he can answer any questions you might have” Steve explained. “Eric? As in that Eric?” Chris said, pointing toward the production area. “Yeah, that one. A friend of his is going too, but he’s meeting us there since he lives near the river” Steve replied. As soon as Chris left his office and he had the test results, Steve sent a message to Ken - “newbie neg, no prep.” The week went by quickly and Chris got several messages telling him what to bring, all of which seemed normal for a summer time camping trip. He bought a few things like a new sleeping bag, bug spray, and sunscreen. The rest of the stuff like swimsuits, t-shirts, sweatpants and a rain poncho he already had. He added a douche bulb so he could clean out, since he didn’t like bottoming with a dirty hole. Danny dropped off a dry sack on Friday and told him everything he brought along needed to fit inside it. “Be ready at 3am on Monday morning. We’ll pick you up at your place” Danny said, grinning at Chris.

***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.***

Last week i soent a few days in Tulsa Oklahomas and over 3 nights i collected a total of 20 loads. I stayed at a cheap motel, posted ads on the usual bbrt, gridr, amd tried community under craigslist. My second night i got a message from. A guy whom said he was finishing his shift as a trucker and needed to unload. So i sent him my room number, told him id be ass in. Air waiting and that a guy had already bred me an hour or so before. 20 mins later he wasnt showing so i walked over to the window to watch out for him, 2 mins later in walked this husky daddy who was about 50. Mayne 6'1", belly (which i love), a small amount of fascial hair. He said, "get ready to suck some dick boy"...so i did. as he unsipped and i approached his crotch, i was amazed by its thickness but more beautiful were the thick full sack of balls he was carrying. This next thing may gross others out but i loved it. His crotch smelled so bad, like piss ans sweat. Coukd tell he had been oj the road all day. I dove rigth in, started lickmg him and it grew very nicely. after a bit i went between his legs and licked and sucked on his bull balls. They were smooth, and started smelling better with my saliva oj them. He was moaning and kept telling me that fags know how to suck the best. next this, i stood up, bent over the best and to my surprisse he grapped my nipples and sucked on them telling me his wifes titties were much smaller and loves a milk filled boy. He them spit on my hole, and slid in slowly. He was balls deep and moaned telling me the pussy was so sweet.... He then pounded me nicely and before cumming told me to get back on my knees and suck "more of daddies trucker cock". Now his dick was sweat, funk amd cum and best of all my ass juices. I was in heaven.... the night ended by him ramming it in me a few more times ans unloading. He thanked me, washed off and got dressed. As a gentleman, i walked him to the door and the light from the hallway revealed a deformed faced man, with a crooked eye, and best of all these hideous boils on his head. He was so nasty, i invited him back the next night amd he gave me two loads in next visit.... i love beign a slut bottom for the ugliest fuckers ever.....

Notice: The author does not consent to anyone using the characters or plot line of this story for any derived work, whether the author is still active on this site or not. They are not abandoned nor placed in the public domain. This is a fictional story. It never happened and any similarity to any real life happenings is coincidence. Intro 1 It was late on a Friday afternoon and Chris had to run some designs back to the production area. He grabbed the folder and headed back knowing he would get at least a few lewd comments. He was a little surprised when all he got were regular “Hi Chris” and “How ya doin, Chris?” He wondered if everyone knew that he had broken up with his boyfriend earlier that week and were being overly polite. Chris was out to his co-workers and it seemed that no one had an issue with it, unlike his last job. He walked into Steve’s office and said “Hi Steve, here are the final designs for the Johnson project. Let me know when you can schedule it so I can let the client know.” “Sure thing, Chris. Thanks for getting those changes done so quick” Steve replied. “No problem” Chris said and turned to go back to his desk. “Hey, Chris. A few of us are heading over to the Grey Owl Pub after work if you want to join us” Steve said. Chris stopped and turned back, thinking about it a few seconds before saying “Ah, OK. I might stop by. Nothing else to do tonight.” Chris finished the rest of his work that afternoon and looked up to see 5:40PM on his computer clock. He put everything away and grabbed his nearly empty backpack. He walked out the door and stopped. “Left to the bar or right to the train?” he thought. Turning left, he told himself that a pint or two couldn’t hurt. He walked into the pub and looked around for the guys from work. Steve, Danny & PJ (two more of Steve’s workers) and another guy who seemed to be close to Steve’s age were at a table in the corner. If it had been a gay bar, Chris would have assumed it was two daddies and their boys, but it wasn’t and he knew Steve was divorced with a son who was about five years younger than Chris’s 28 years. He walked up to the table to say ‘hi’ and see if anyone else needed a drink. Everyone said their “hi’s” and Steve introduced the stranger as a friend of his, Ken. PJ put his arm around Chris’ shoulder and said “I heard you had a rough week. Let me get you a beer.” “Thanks, PJ. A pint of IPA, please” Chris replied. As PJ headed to the bar, Chris felt PJ’s hand rub down his back and across his ass. He wasn’t sure if he should read anything into it or if it was an accident. PJ came back from the bar and set a pint down in front of Chris. He raised his glass and said “To Fridays” as a toast. Everyone tapped their glasses and took a sip. Chris felt PJ’s arm around his back and his hand resting on his hip. It was a little tight to fit five at the small round table, but this seemed a bit unnecessary. He looked at PJ and PJ smiled back at him. The conversation seemed to be all over the place - what everyone was doing that weekend, the baseball standings, the new blonde receptionist, etc. When there was a lull in the conversation Ken turned to Steve and said “Have you found someone to take the last spot on the trip? We only have two weeks until we leave.” “No, not yet. It’s hard to find someone that’s into that mix of activities and can get away for four days” Steve said. Everyone but Chris laughed and Chris wondered what was so funny. PJ squeezed Chris gently and said “How about you, Chris? Do you like canoeing and camping?” Steve looked at PJ with a stern look and then back at Chris, smiling before he said “Well?” “Uh… My ex only liked four and five star places so I haven’t camped in a few years. I used to kayak some in college, but that’s been over six years too. Why?” asked Chris. “We have a yearly canoe trip that some of us do. It’s a private trip and we like to keep the details secret. No one can tell anyone what happens, except each other, obviously. If we tell you a little bit, can you promise that you’ll keep it between us?” Steve asked Chris. “Yeah, sure” Chris replied, now curious as to what a bunch of straight guys camping would want to keep secret. “We drive up early in the morning and then load the canoes. It takes four days to get to the end where they pick us up and drive us back to our cars. We camp on sandbars in the river, a couple guys are in charge of food, a couple take care of stuff to drink. We all have fun, party, and… uh…" Ken said looking around to see if anyone was within earshot "and fuck" Ken said.

Day 1, Pt 6 The three canoes meandered down the river. There didn’t seem to be any urgency to get somewhere and Chris realized why they were taking four days to do what the sign at the canoe rental place said was a two day run. After an hour, they passed another sandbar and there was a canoe beached on the shore. Chris looked around and saw PJ’s head poking above the weeds. He steered the canoe to the side to get a better look and soon saw Danny bent over, taking PJ’s cock in his thick ass. Chris heard PJ yell out “I’m breeding that ____ ass.” He couldn’t hear the one word since a bird let out a loud squawk, but wondered what it was - Hot? Hungry? Tight? With the show over, Chris and Colin paddled down the river until they came across Ken and Les on another sandbar. Chris liked watching the older guys fuck with the energy of much younger guys. Les was pounding his partner and it seemed that Ken was fucking back too. Once again there was a noise that obscured some of what Les said, this time it was a splash from Colin’s paddle. Chris thought it sounded like “Take that fuckin hot seed” but thought there might be another syllable. Another hour down the river, the beer had taken its toll and needed an escape. Colin steered over toward the shallow part of the river and beached the canoe on the sand. “You drink piss, faggot?” Colin asked. “Nah, never tried it” Chris replied. “Now’s the time, then. On your knees in the river and hold on to the canoe or you’re swimming after it.” Chris climbed out of the canoe and kneeled down in the shallow water. Holding on to the canoe with one hand, he watched Colin approach and pull down the front of his shorts. Chris opened his mouth and looked up at Colin who had a devilish grin on his face. Chris had see it done in porn and had wondered what it was like. Now was his chance. Colin started to pee and as the stream got stronger he aimed it at Chris’ head. Some hit his mouth and some covered his face. Chris tried to swallow what he could get in his mouth but realized he really preferred to feel it cascade over his body. He dropped his head and felt the piss soak his hair and then dribble down his body into the river. Again, his cock started to stiffen and fill the cage. He gritted his teeth and willed his cock to soften. When the stream ended, Chris heard clapping and looked up to see Ken and Les clapping their approval. “Good job, boys” they said and then headed downriver.

Day 1, Pt 5 They paddled downstream about an hour and Colin called from the back of the canoe “take a left after the next sandbar.” They turned after the end of the sand bar, then across the river and then back upstream on the other side. Chris saw two canoes beached on an inlet and two guys were bent over one canoe. Chris looked closer and one was Steve’s son Andy and the other was his co-worker Eric. Andy was a few inches shorter than Chris and was thin with medium length wavy light brown hair. As they got closer, Chris noticed his pale body was smooth with no hair on it that he could see and he had a nice firm butt. A decent sized cock hung between his legs. Eric was a contrast to Andy. He had darker skin from his Filipino heritage and was nearing six foot tall. His pecs were covered in a trimmed layer of fur that lead down to his plump seven inches of cock. He was nicely muscled from working in the warehouse lifting boxes all day. His friend Billy was a redneck and looked the part. He was tall and lanky with a mop of blond hair and several bad tattoos scattered over his arms. The baggy shorts hid his best asset - nine inches of thin, veiny cock. “You see those guys? Take your position. I’ll take care of the canoe” Colin told Chris. Chris got out of the canoe and walked through the shallow water over to Steve and Andy’s canoe. He pulled off his shorts and grabbed the gunnel, bending over and then looking down the canoe at Andy and Eric. Andy looked at him and winked as his dad walked up behind him and kneeled. Chris was aroused watching Steve start to eat out his son's ass but then his cock filled the cage and the pain started again. He bent over a bit further and saw Billy spit on Eric’s ass a few times and then plunged his cock deep inside. From the ease that Eric took Billy's long cock he figured that Eric had taken it dozens of times before. Colin walked up behind Chris and said “You’re gonna pay for earlier.” Chris prepared for another bad fuck and relaxed his hole. Colin spit on his butt, most of the saliva missing Chris’s pucker and then rubbed some spit on his cock. He pushed into Chris’s waiting hole and soon was all the way in. “This is much better than last time. Maybe he was trying to show off, since he had an audience” Chris thought. Chris started to enjoy Colin plowing his bare cock into his hole, churning up the cum from their last fuck. He looked over and watched Steve drill his son’s ass and Andy beg “Fuck me harder” and “Breed my ass, dad.” Further down he could hear grunting and groaning from Billy and Eric, but couldn’t see them fuck, which he really wanted to. “Next time, get on the other side of the boat, stupid” Chris said to himself. Colin slowed his pace way down and then start to just thrust in hard and slowly pull back. Each thrust pushed the canoe away a few inches as Chris tried to steady himself. Next to them he heard Steve yell out “Fuuuck! Take daddy’s hot load Andy.” Further down, all he heard was Billy and Eric grunting louder than before. Colin slammed in one last time and Chris could feel his cock swell and then start to pulse. He felt the warmth of Colin’s load fill him up and thought “maybe Colin’s not such a bad fuck, after all.” Colin pulled his cock out, stood and started to walk back to the canoe telling Chris “You’re fucked now, faggot.” Chris put his shorts back on and walked over to the canoe. As he got there Colin said “Turn around, faggot. I need to mark your back.” As Chris stood there waiting for Colin to mark him, he felt the cum drip down his leg. It was a feeling that he hadn’t felt in a long time and it really excited him until he felt the cage dig into his expanding cock.

As many want to know who will give them their Poz load, with Brad looking so skinny Mr. Benson ask me to take Brad to the tattoo show. When we get there the tattoo artist knows exactly what to do. Brad will get a big Bio Hazard tattoo on his back, scorpion across his chest, the letters POZ on his stomach. This will make for great filming of Brad as he fucks the willing chasers. A session with Brad goes like this. When the chaser see Brad they are shock to see someone so young who is POZ with so many tattoos. Brad is prepared with a good slam and his dick gets an injection of caverject to keep his dick hard for up to 4 hours. The bottoms who are begging to become pregnant get a booty bump and their holes get a work out with a tooth brush so the POZ load with get into their blood stream faster. The bottoms get a guarantee that if they don't become POZ in 6 months they can come back for another session with Brad. Brad life is very busy as he is seeing 3-4 chasers per day and is always exhausted as he gets very little sleep as he is also given drugs to keep him awake. Brad confides in me what's to become of him as he can't go home as his family don't want a POZ faggot living in their home, he can't go back to school and he does not know how long he will be able to keep doing this as he is starting to love hear the chasers scream for his POZ loads, the way they look at him with envy as the one who is about to POZ them and the drugs as they make him feel so alive. Me some how being POZ has not had that much effect on my body as my VL and CD is staying the same. Mr. Benson has me playing the part of a young boy even though I'm 18 my body looks much younger. So the tops are told I'm negative and the can POZ me or give me any of their STDs to me. Many want me fuckup on Tina and other drugs which is great for me. The best times is when its a gang bang with 4 or more as I love sucking a dick after it dumps a load in my hole I get to clean it off. A lot of times I also get fisted and the more they do it the more I like it as one day I want to have one of those Rose Bud holes that never close. After some time my hole is really been stretched as you can't pass off that I'm a virgin any more. Mr. benson decides it is time I get some jewelry like his associates have. Mr. benson takes me to really scary place and the people there all have piercings on their face, ears with these big holes in them. I'm taken to the room that looks like an operating room. The first pierce my right ear and it's nothing, then they lay me down and the piercer grabs my dick and is drawing a line and tells me don't get hard from his stimulation, I see this big needle he tells me to inhale real deep and exhale, as I'm exhaling I fell this sharp pain in the head of my dick and it is over. Next is the nose ring and that hurt like a MOTHER FUCKER as I was seeing stars. Next is the nipples and since I have very sensitive nipples I wonder how they will feel, I did not have to wait long and I thought getting the nose ring was painful getting the nipples pierced was a lot worse as I was begging Mr. benson not to pierce the other one as he just laugh right before the other one was pierced. I stand up and look in the mirror and see the 5ft 7 120 lbs skinny with this beautiful jewelry on and I like what I am seeing. I know my dick will be out of action for a while so the P. A. can heal. I thought all the pain was over as I was told the drink a lot of water so the blood in my pee hole will come out. I now have to sit down to pee like a bitch does and the first time I pee it's like getting pierced again. I love my brother piercings so 3 years ago he took me to get some piercings at Pure Body Arts on Broadway. So what I described above is how it felt for me. Today I have 4 gauge P. A. 10 gauge either rings or straight bars on my nipples. Nose ring is a 8 gauge and my right ear is a peace symbol.

Rod woke with a start. It was Wednesday morning. He didn't work Wednesdays. He worked out and went to church. Oh no, how would he handle the situation. All thru his morning routine, Rod thought of how he'd get to Jerry. His piss tasted so good. But he needed more. Rod had to have it. Jerry would give it, but how and where. Drying after the shower wasn't easy. The cage held water. He used the hair dryer. The heat felt good at first but the plastic heated up and then, oh, Rod's big dick tried to get hard. Trapped in the cage there was no way. He hoped it was dry enough not to leak. He dressed had breakfast, took mom kiss, gave her a peck, Said he see dad at church and was off for school. As soon as he was around the corner, he called Jerry saying he didn't work as it was Wednesday. He went to church. Jerry said, "Boy, rush thru your gym rountine and come straight here, no shower after gym. Come in gym clothes." Rod agreed. Rod wanted him hot and ready. Rod knew just what to do. By the time school was out, Rod knew he had to piss, but he had orders, so he suffered. It was hell going thru the gym routine with a totally full bladder, but he made it. He grabbed his street clothes folded them carefully and put them in his gymbag. On the way to Jerry's, he couldn't help it, he broke into a run. When he reached Jerry's the door was adjar. Rod let himself in, he called to Jerry. Jerry said, "Lock the door and get your clothes off right there, I'm in the bedroom. I want you bare-assed when you come in here.!" Excited, Rod stripped his wet clothes off. When he stepped into the bedroom the setup was the same. He said, "Jerry, I've go to piss and bad so bad." Jerry took him to the bathroom and stood him in the shower tole him to kneel, With Jerry's cock in his mouth the flow started, Rod swallowed and swallowed. He thought the flow would never stop. When he thought he would pass out, the piss stopped. Rod gasped for air. Jerry said, "Now, unscrew the plug and let it flow, boy. I hope it pools in the tub." Wait, Jerry plopped in the drain plug. Rod would be kneeling in his own piss. It was a new experience for the 18 year old. After a very long time, Rod's bladder was empty. Jerry put a collar on Rod, a nice metal one and locked it in place with a padlock. He used his phone to take 3 pictures, kneeling, standing, and with one leg on the tub side showing off the cage. All Jerry said was, "Bed. Assume the position." Jerry didn't have to ask twice. Rod waited as Jerry fastened the restraints. Jerry produced two small pumps, played with Rod's nipples to get them to stand covered them with the pumps and pumped them up. It was a strange feeling for Rod, but he liked it. Then Jerry produced a little brown bottle. He opened it, held it under Rod's nose one nostril at a time and told him to take four deep ones in each nostril. Rod did. Jerry removed the cockcage and Rod was disappointed. He liked it. Then Jerry produced a spray can of Lidocaine. He sprayed Rod's cock, waited and sprayed it again. He used a pin to prick the head. No response. Jerry examined the little tears around the piss slit carefully. Out came the scalpel. Rod was shocked the he wasn't afraid, not at all. Jerry cut at both the long ends of the slit. There was not blood since the blade cauterized as it cut. He worked on both ends three times. He reached in his bad and pulled out what looked like a small funnel. He inserted it to keep the slits from healing together. Now just a little tape. Jerry pulled out his phone and took 3 more pictures. Rod was smiling. Jerry looked at his boy, yes HIS BOY. Rod now belonged to him. He knew it. He said, "Rod, this is going to hurt but you will thank me later." He began squeezing Rod's balls. After 5 minutes, he pulled out a leather tawse and gave the balls 10 slaps each. He then produced some garden cord. He wrapped one ball, then the other separating them. He tied the cord off and singed the ends so the knot could not be untied. Rod didn't complain. He released all Rod's restraints. Took off the metal collar, told Rod to shower. He was to go to church like that. What Rod didn't know was the water would cause the cord to shrink as it dried. If his balls didn't hurt now, they really would be morning and Rod wouldn't get the rope off until after work. All thru church, Rod could feel the cord tighten. It wasn't unpleasant. Rod thought he liked it. By morning those balls were pulled tight in the edge of the sacks. Rod followed his usual routine being careful not to unseat the funnel. He packed his gym clothes, grabbed his books and headed downstairs. Breakfast was ready. The usual breakfast. The usual kisses and out the door for school All day long those balls rubbed against the pants. Rod knew or at least felt people could see them. That made his cock hard. He would have to go to the gym, shower, go to work, and go to Jerry's before there would be any change. Another shower would mean the rope would shrink again. Oh, well. Being with Jerry was worth the aggravation. More to cum, stay tuned. Rod is going to be taking cock again, Jerry's and others

No, it doesn't. It contains genetic sequences that are similar to some sequences in individual strains of HIV-1... in parts of its genome that are highly variable. And similar sequences are present in many other species of animals and viruses. If y'all conspiracy theorist followers would like the details, look here: [think before following links] https://www.tandfonline.com/doi/full/10.1080/22221751.2020.1727299 Just one pretty important quote: "These results clearly show that three out of four of these inserts naturally exist in three bat CoV viruses before 2019-nCoV was identified. This undoubtedly refutes the possibility that 2019-nCoV is generated through obtaining gene fragments from the HIV-1 genome."

As we get up from the table, we both tuck our hard dicks under our waistbands. Although I want his load, I am not prepared to bottom and would never put myself in a position to bottom unprepared. Then a vision of Ryan being pinned down while Martin injects a thick load into him flashes in my mind. I’ve always been uneasy about the idea of having a threesome but for some reason this idea is turning me on. “Let’s go back to my place and see if Ryan wants to get naked.” “Do you have any pictures of him?” As we walk show him a few pictures and surprise myself by showing him his nudes and hole pic. He deeply growls “Mmm yes. I’m looking forward to meeting him.” We enter the my apartments front door. “Hey babe, I brought Martin over. As we kick off our shoes, Ryan comes to greet us. I see his eyes widen in surprise at how sexy Martin is. Ryan scans his body and takes a moment longer on his crock and I think notices the wet spot from his precum. Ryan goes in for handshake and Martin pulls him in for a strong hug. Ryan hugs back. Martin pulls his lower back into his waist. I can tell Ryan is a bit freaked out and breaks away. He looks at blushing me and nervously and says “good hug.” I can see Martins budge is already growing again. All three of us don’t wear much deodorant and it seems both the temperature in our entryway and our body orders fill the room. “Yeah, he does. You can hug him again is you want.” Ryan gives me a small smile. I can tell he’s in heaven. “Mmm, sure.” As he turns back to Martin. Martin grabs the back of his neck with his right hand and pulls him in for a kiss. His left hand immediately goes into the back of Ryans shorts, straight for his hole. Ryan gives in completely. I go up behind Ryan and start to kiss the back of his neck. I wrap by hands around both of them and pull us all closer. Martin pulls down Ryans shorts, exposing his ass, and then brings his left hand up to my mouth and jams his index, middle and ring finger to the back of my tongue. I suck and cover them in spit. He goes back to Ryan’s hole. Ryan flinches a bit and moans into Martin’s mouth. I know his fingers have breached his sphincter. I can’t believe how much this all turns me on. My dick is rock hard and won’t stop flexing. I reach around Ryan and feel his dick. It’s also rock hard and leaking precum. As I slowly jack him, I can feel that Ryan is jacking Martin. “Lets take this to the bedroom” I suggest. As we walk to the bedroom we all disrobe. Martin makes it onto the bed first, and lays down on his back. Ryan follows his, crawling on all fours, and begins to suck on his dick. I’m last and presented with my boyfriends spit wet hole. I dive in with my mouth and tongue. Martin is grabbing the sides of Ryan’s head with both hands and trying to jam as much of his massive uncut meat into Ryans mouth. I can feel Ryans sphincter with my tongue tighten each time Martin thrusts. “Ryan, don't move. Tom, let’s swap spots.” He commands. We shuffle around. My boy starts to suck my dick harder that he has in ages. He licks my thighs and massages my aching balls with his tongue. Martin is upright on his knees aiming his slick, wet dickhead at my boys hole. He drips a huge wad of spit right on to my boys hole. The room is filled with smell of spit and our BO. Martin rubs up and down my boys hole and begins to rock forward. His dick is big enough to ruin my boys hole for ever. Ryan moans in pain but arches his back harder. As Martin slowly starting to rock deeper I watch his furry abs flexing. Again I notice that he’s lost height, his ribs at more visible. His cheeks are a bit more boney. I snap back to reality, thinking about how unsafe this is.. Then my boy deep throats my dick, down to my balls and my eyes uncontrollably roll back into my head. I open and watch Martin starting to rock deeper, bottoming out inside my boys ass. I can only imagine how stretched out his hole is. It’s surly ripping. Martin deeply moans “mmmI’m getting close.. you want my load?” My boy just moans and reaches back to pulls Martins leg into him. I feel my balls tense as well. “I’m about to cum also.” Martin growls, gripping Ryans waist hard, and thrusts into my boy. He’s injecting him as deeper than I can image. He keeps growling and thrusting. I erupt as well and pull my boys head all the way down onto my dick. My cum jets down his throat. Ryans starts to moan as well as both of our dicks are fully impaired. He’s cumming onto the bed without touching his dick. Martin slowly pulls out and flops on the bed and says to me “I hadn’t cum in the last 4 days. Your boy is definitely be pregnant.” My boyfriend responds “I’m happy to carry your babies.” We chuckle and all lay down on the bed, spooning. I am the big spoon, my boy is in the middle, and Martin is laying on his back. As my boy pushes his ass to my crotch, I reach down and feel his hole. It's still gaping and so wet. I can feel the jizz leaking out. We all drift off to sleep covered in sweat and spit, and my boy fully loaded.

***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.

There used to be a lot of them in the neighborhood, but not anymore so I've really stopped going out. There is a bar left in the East Village in Manhattan that is still notorious for its unadulterated back room fun. Last weekend I got really horny and the BF was out somewhere I decided I wanted some dick (many dicks, really) so I went to check it out. I forgot how much I love walking into a tightly packed, dimly lit, hot room of sweaty men all there for getting off. I'm a thin guy so I tend to get shoved around in a crowd. I've learned to just go with it, like crowd surfing. I love that feeling of being pushed around and groped with no real control. It was only a few minutes before hands had ripped my pants open and my cock was getting grabbed and my ass fingered. A few minuted more until I was forced down on my knees on the filthy floor and got the first dick in my mouth. I have no idea who. I know it was a big black dick. He came pretty fast in my mouth. I love how once you're down like that, they see you're willing to suck any cock. As soon as that first guy came I realized there were four more hard ones around me. I spent about 20 minutes sucking, swallowing another load in there out of the maybe 6 or 7 guys I sucked. At that point I got up of my knees, still sucking an Asian boy's dick, but presenting my ass. I've found that in a room like that, if I pull my pants down while I bend over to suck a dick, guys will start to play with my hole pretty quickly. When they realize I'm not stopping them, they usually start to finger me more aggressively which generally turns to fucking. I love not turning around to see who it is. Guys notice that and realize in just there for dick...any dick. Sure enough it only took about 5 minutes for me to feel the first cock head against my hole. I reached back to spread my ass and he was in me fast. He started fucking hard and that got the guy in my mouth turned on enough to cum. Then the guy in my ass shot inside, giving me enough cum-lube for the next. I dunno how many cocks I sucked that night, but three more guys did fuck me. I should go there more. I was still so horny the next night that I went to one of Manhattan's last bathhouses where I also hadn't been in years, but I'll tell that one later.

(This story is pure fictional) Part I : Who’s next?! Joey is only 21 and made a fortune with posting videos YouTube. For more than 4 years, mostly teenage girls have watched him doing stupid stunts and pranks without his shirt on. His followers fantasize about him, his muscled bronzed torso, his long blond hair and piercing blue eyes. What they don’t know is that Joey also has a depraved dark side. In the last 2 years he created a gang of 9 fit, hung boys between 18 and 21, and together they prey on mostly hot, straight boys to convert them and add to his gang. 2 boys started gay and 7 boys are straight/bi guys that got converted into predators with a high vl. All boys share the same pozz dna that they got from Joey. (How Joey got pozzed and depraved, I will explain in a later story.j Joey and his gang are chilling at the skate park, when a voice asked, “Are you that Joey guy from the videos”. Joey turns around and looks in to the eyes one of the most gorgeous guys he seen. “Yes i am!” Joey replies. “My ex-girlfriend, the whore, is a big fan. So if i can make a photo together then the bitch will be fucking jealous!” the boy says. “Sure,” Joey replies and takes his pose. “Thanks! Have a great day” says the boy. “Wait! … You look like a cool dude, soon do you want to join us?” Joey answers. The boy says “Sure! I’m Omar”. “Omar, you’re not really dressed for hanging out?!” Joey tells him. Omar answers him and says “I know I just got off from work!”. “Get the backpack” Joey orders the boys. One of the boys hands him the bag and Joey takes out a short and a shirt, hands them to Omar and says “Keep it!”. Omar stutters and says “Thanks! But these are very expensive”. “Not for me!” He smiles and then orders Omar to put them on. This will give Joey a chance to admire the Moroccan boy. Omar removes his shirt and trousers without showing any shame. The boys see his light-colored hairless athletic body and a huge limp cock between his legs. Joey says “why would your girlfriend leave that donkey dick?!”. “I kicked her out because she didn’t want to try anal!” Omar replies laughing. All the boys start laughing. “A fan offered to be my and my boys personal slut this evening. She is hot and a total whore. Definitely in to anal and dp. Do you want to join us in my penthouse in fucking her all night!” Joey asks him out of the blue. “Hell! Yeah!” Omar replies, not knowing that there is no fan and that he’s going to be the bitch that get fucked all night. Omar’s life will change forever. Part II : Getting him high The boys arrive at Joey penthouse and start taking of their shirts. “Get comfortable! Want a drink?” Joey asks. “Yes please!” Omar says while taking of his shirt and takes place on the big leather sofa. Joey hands Omar his drink and takes a big gulp of his own. The boys all take a seat in the big living room and start drinking. Omar takes his first gulp of the very sweet beverage not knowing that the taste is to mask the G that is added. All boys drink the same G-laced concoction. One of the boys starts handing out pills. “Viagra! So you can keep a hard-on all night!” Joey explains. The boy hands Omar his pill - a fake one that does nothing. The rest of the boys swallow their real pills while Omar swallows his fake one. They going to reprogram him by making him into a willing bottom for all their pozz loads. His big dick will come in handy the next time they convert a boy. Joey puts his drink down and says “Let’s get in the mood… she will be here in approx 45 minutes… Let’s welcome her with a parade of big hard dicks.”. A huge screen slowly drops down from the ceiling and the lights get dimmed. Trance music begins to play and on the big screen straight porn starts to play. Within a few minutes all boys are rubbing their hardening dicks. Joey gets out a pipe with Tina and starts heating it and takes some hits. Omar’s head begins to feel light and starts staring at Joey smoking his pipe. “Wanna try? It get you so damn horny. We all love this shit!” Joey asks. Omar nodds and Joey starts heating the pipe, put it between Omar lips and orders him to take a deep hit. “Keep it in for 1, 2, 3, 4, 5… and exhale!” Joey tells Omar. A big cloud of smoke leaves Omar’s mouth while the T starts to cloud Omar’s mind. “Take another bigger one” Joey orders Omar. The whole procedure repeats itself several time. Joey knows now that he can start the conversion. The porn switches to young raunchy guys fucking and seeding a small boy. Omar is looking at it and starts to get horny. The T has a firm grip on him. Joey begins to kiss Omar’s neck and begins working up. Their eyes meet, their lips touch and they begin to kiss. Four other boys get closer. They remove Omar’s shorts and a half stiff dick begins is in reach. One boys swallows the big dick whole, Omar starts to moan while locked in a deep kiss. Omar’s big dick starts to harden and filling the boy his throat. Two other boys lift up Omar’s legs and with the other hand they start pinching his nipples softly. Omar moans louder as the boy that’s sucking the cock lubes up finger and begins working it up Omar’s ass. Omar starts moaning deeper and his ass starts relaxing. Then the boy takes out his finger and takes a big shard of tina and begins working it deep in Omar’s ass. A burning sensation fills Omar’s ass, slowly it turns in to a warm feeling that covers his body. When the T reaches his brain he surrenders to this new horny state of mind. Joey stops kissing him. “You are so hot! I want you to join me. Quit that stupid job. Like these boys, I can give you everything you desire.” Joey whispers in his ear. Omar nods. Joey continues and says “In exchange I only ask one thing and that is that you do what I ask you… I don’t want to hear NO! Deal?”. Omar nodds again. “Okay! Just sit back and enjoy the ride!” Joey grins. Omar doesn’t understand. Joey drops his short and a dick bigger than Omar pops out. “Grab his arms” he orders 2 other boys, while kneeling in front of Omar’s spread ass. He starts lubing up his dick and placing the tip at Omar’s ass-lips. Omar realises what is about to happen and opens his mouth “N…”. ‘Smack’. Joey hit Omar hard across his face. “I told you… don’t say NO!” Joey says with a loud firm voice. Before Omar can say something else Joey begins to push his huge cock in that virgin ass. Omar starts screaming while the cock splits him in half. “Yeah! I like destroying tight straight asses” Joey grunts. After a few minutes Joey is ball deep inside Omar. The screams fade. Omar’s ass starts to accept the big dick filling him. “Strap!” Joey orders. Two boys stretch Omar’s arm while a third ties it of. Omar feels a fast stab in his arm. “Ready for you new life?!” Joey asks while the strap gets released. A warm feeling takes over Omar’s body, he starts to cough, and his brain gets overloaded by new hot feelings. The ass starts to relax and this is Joey’s signal to start pulling back. When the big cock is nearly out he plunges it back in. Omar gasps for air. Joey starts pumping the ass that get’s looser with every stroke. Joey starts asking questions like “YOU LOVE IT?”, “YOU WANT IT HARD?”, “ARE YOU MY SLUT?”. All get answered with a load moan. “BEG FOR IT!” Joey orders. “Please, give it to me hard. I’m your slut. I love it so much!” Omar moans. “I want to cum deep in you… Breed you… make you one of us!” says Joey. Omar replies with “YESSSSS! I WANT IT SO BAD!”. “Are you filming this? i want to see the look in his eyes when it hits home!” Joey ask the boys. Omar looks confused. “Yeah! We document all conversions… We all have a video with us accepting our new life!” Joey says before he lets out a big grunt. His cock begins to pump an enormous flow of cum inside Omar. “Feel the cum filling you up. Not long now before my dna is entering your bloodstream. Poisoning your blood with the gift i once got!”. Omar eyes are wide open. He begins to struggle. ‘Smack’. Again Joey slaps his face saying “to late now”. He begins to pump his big cock inside the ass again. Harder and harder. Omar moans loud while the cum drips out his ass with each stroke. Again a load grunt and Joey starts to fill the ass with a second big load. Then he pulls out his cum dripping. “He’s ready for your filthy pozz seed” Joey says laughing. The boys give Omar a second slam before fucking him one by one. After the last boy a huge puddle of cum is laying on the floor under Omar’s ass. The ass is wide open and dripping cum. Part III : CUMMING SOON!!!

Hi I know this isn’t that big for others but I wanted to share this. Today I chucked out the last few condoms I had. I’m no longer going to buy any.

Gettin outta class always gets me horny 😏

I just took a load in an alley right downtown from a homeless guy with a big dick who fucks me semi regularly in the summer. took me behind a dumpster, classic alley breeding style, pulled down my tights and bent me over with my hands against the dumpster and railed me for about five minutes. we were only semi-hidden. if anyone walked by they definitely could have seen me getting fucked. same with anyone coming out the back door of the restaurant he fucked me behind. and I'm pretty sure we were on a security camera lol but I don't care. I got another load. he noticed right away that I had cum in my ass from a few apt pump and dumps. told me "I always enjoy your sloppy cunt. its hard to find a whore that keeps her pussy this messy."I always say the best way to let guys know you're a cumdump is to let them watch you get fucked or always have cum in your ass when guys wanna fuck a real piggy.

Fucking virgins is the most overrated thing in all of gay sex. It's hot to know, later on, that you were the first, but in the moment it's always awkward. It's never a good fuck. "The body must learn to accept what the mind craves" -- truer words have rarely been spoken about the popping of cherries. They've been stroking to the idea of a man's cock in their ass for years, and they've probably taken everything from fingers to carrots to dildos, but they don't know that it's going to hurt the first few times they actually get fucked. All that said, I like having him face down with a pillow under his ass. Some might think it's good to have him ride you, because he's in control, but a first-time bottom really shouldn't be in control at all. If you're really lucky, he might enjoy it, but he probably won't. A few days later, though, he'll probably be begging for it.

Intro 2 Chris’s jaw dropped as he heard the last word. He looked around the table trying to imagine them all fucking. He always thought that PJ was cute - from his dark red hair, bushy beard, and muscled arms down to his bubble butt and thick legs. He never really had looked at Danny too closely since he really wasn’t his type - a mid-thirties bear with dark hair that seemed to be everywhere. Steve was a tall late forties dad who kept himself in decent shape but other than a few tattoos was pretty bland. He was pretty sure that all of his co-workers were straight as an arrow. Ken had a shaved head, trimmed beard that had some gray in it and a muscled upper body. Chris could see that Ken had both arms covered to the wrist with ink and several piercings in his ears. He could easily envision Ken at a gay leather bar, but those weren’t the types of places that he hung out at. “It’s all guys, right?” Chris asked after a moment. “Yeah, you got a problem with that?” Danny asked, grinning. “Hell, no. I’m just surprised. I didn’t think you guys went that way” Chris replied. He heard a couple guys chuckle. “There’s one thing… If you go, you would be the newbie and that means that you haven’t earned the right to fuck. Only get fucked. I don’t know what you prefer so that might be a deal breaker” Steve said. “No, I’m vers so that’s not a problem” Chris said, surprising himself at how easy it was to tell his co-workers how he fucked. They had taken a big chance telling him about them fucking, so this seemed insignificant. “So, are you interested?” Steve asked. “Yeah, I think so… I kinda need to move on in my life and do new things. I hope it doesn’t turn into Deliverance though, hehe. I just need to ask my boss on Monday if I can have the time off” replied Chris, wondering if he was making a hasty decision. It did seem to be a good way to forget about his ex. He felt PJ squeeze his ass cheek a couple times and his cock twitched. “Don’t worry about that. I’ll take care of it. Now, remember, no word to anyone else at work about this. If anyone asks, you’re going camping with some friends, OK?” Steve said. “I understand” Chris answered. PJ and Danny went to the bar and came back with a round of drinks. They made a toast to the trip. PJ leaned in and said “You’re gonna have a great time, I know it. It’s gonna be a trip to remember.”

I needed to nut but wasn't interested in the online chase so I went to a dirty bookstore in Manchester where there's glory holes. First person sucked ok but started jerking me instead of continuing sucking. What's the point? I went to a different booth. Guy started sucking me then spun around and backed his ass up to the glory. I'm usually not one for fucking anonymously. Married men are more my thing. But that ass felt good so I start fucking away. I wasn't long in his ass before he got loaded up. I zipped up and went on my merry way.

I go to a place not far from Alpha House for breakfast most mornings. I was there a few days ago, and the two guys that I met at the gang bang were there when I walked in. I was sort of surprised, really. I didn’t say anything to them, but couldn’t avoid looking at them. The bigger of the two got up, and came over to me, leaving his friend at one of those circular booths, where you get in one side or the other, and have to slide around to get to the back. He leaned over close to me and said, “Hey Cuntface, come on over and have breakfast with us.” I hesitated a bit, but he was speaking quietly and after all, Cuntface was the only name he ever heard for me. I nodded my head without speaking, and went with him. “Hey, look who’s here having breakfast!” He said to his buddy. He indicated that I should have a seat, and I moved into the open end of the table. He sat down beside me, leaving me to slide over toward his friend, and he slid on in and around staying very close, until I was right in between them both, with one pressing against either side of me. The waitress came over to the table, and he said, “Put our friend’s breakfast on our check.” I ordered coffee, and he told me “I’m really glad to see you. I have been wondering if I ever would get another chance to get my cock sucked that good.” I glanced up, but the waitress was far enough away that I didn’t think she heard what he said. He then reached down and took my left hand and put it on his crotch, rubbing it a bit with my hand. I felt him getting hard as he did it. “Me and Billy want to talk to you about our new place.” “You don’t live at the dorm?” I asked. He let my hand go, but I found myself holding on to his hard cock, even after he let go. He was sitting so close, and Billy was so close on the other side that I couldn’t move at all. Billy reached down with his hand and felt my crotch, and started to squeeze my cock. He was squeezing it pretty hard, which made me grunt. He let go part way, and smiled at me. “Do that again, if you want me keep it up.” He said, and then got a better grip, and squeezed even harder. It was more a moan this time, instead of a grunt, but Billy seemed to find that to be an indication that I wanted him to do it more, and evidently harder too. “Okay, if you want to play right now, why don’t we go over to our place, and you can try having breakfast there.” Bobby said. He took out some money, and left a fairly nice tip on the table. He slid into me, and pressed me even harder against Billy. “You gonna drag him out by his wee-wee, Billy?” For a second, I thought Billy was going to actually do it, as he pulled my cock, and started sliding out of the booth. He let go as the waitress arrived with a coffee pot, and I remembered to let go of Bobby’s cock as I slid out after Billy. Bobby looked up at her and said “Keep the tip. We just realized we forgot to feed our wiener hound before leaving him alone at home.” We went out to the parking lot, and Bobby asked if I wanted to drive my car to their place, or ride with them in their van. Billy said “He can start sucking me off right now if you drive, right Cuntface?” “I don’t have a car.” I said. Billy looked at me. “So?” Billy said. “Yes.” I said. “I can start now.” Bobby interrupted, and said “Billy, it’s a five minute drive. Be patient.” We arrived at their van. “I have something I need you to listen to, and I know you won’t be thinking straight with Billy’s big dick in you. So, wait for a few minutes, and see the place, and listen to my offer.” He said to me. “Billy, you sit up front, and let the cumdump sit in the back seat and listen.” As he drove, Bobby explained “We rented an apartment. Actually my folks rented it, and we get to live there. It’s a two bedroom, with a den. Big den, and we figured you could live in there as your bedroom. You get to live rent free, and we’ll fuck you in both your holes too! Not to mention, you can still go to your Fuck House a couple of times a week like you do now.” Billy turned around and looked at me. “You take my cock anytime I want, right? For as long as I want?” I nodded. Bobby went on, “You do us, and you get to do our friends too, if they come over to visit. We’ll get Jerry to help us build one of those fuck horses he told us about, and you can be ready for fucking and sucking every dick in the place. You stay buck naked, all the time. Hell, it’ll save you a lot on laundry. I like a blow job first thing in the morning, Billy will fuck your ass pretty much every day, sometimes more. All that, and it’s rent free!” I mumbled some things about not having enough money to pay movers. “Hey, no problem,” promised Bobby, “I’ll tell e’m you’ll suck or take a load up your ass from anyone who brings a piece of furniture or a few boxes from your old place, and you’ll be moved in in a couple of days. You want me to arrange that with the guys from the dorm?” “Oh. Uh, I guess so. I’m on a month to month lease, until the end of next month.” I said uncertainly. This was all happening really fast. Bobby turned into an apartment complex less than a mile from Alpha House. He parked in a numbered space, and jumped out, Billy got out, opened the back door, and watched me as I got out. Bobby went ahead and Billy pushed himself up against me from behind. “You take it up the ass for as long as I want, any time I want, every time; right?” “Yes.” I said. “You in a big hurry, Billy?” Bobby laughed. “You want to fuck his ass right here at the front door, or should we get him inside, and naked first?” We walked up the stairs to the first floor, and went into the first apartment door, which opened with a button code.

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.

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

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

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

It's 8am on Saturday. I reply "Hey there, yep. You coming to town?" I remember the last time we fucked. He kissed passionately, throat fucked me until my throat was raw, sat of my face while edging me, slowly stretched my hole around his fat dick, and then bred me so deep I felt his jets in stomach. I didn't even shower after the last time we fucked because his sweat on me and cum in me kept me turned on throughout the day. As my thoughts raced, he replied "Arrived yesterday. Let's hang. It's been too long." We stopped hanging when I started dating Ryan about a year ago. Ryan and I are monogamous and decided to go off prep because we feel so secure. As I thought about what I should say, Ryan shifted and it snapped me back to the present moment. I replied "Although hanging like old times would be fun, I am dating someone. I'm happy to show you around and or hang if you're cool with keeping it non-sexual?" "Congrats. Sure! How about coffee this morning?" As I rolled back over and wrapped back around Ryan and can tell he's waking up. "You interested in getting a coffee with one of my friends visiting from NYC?" "Nope. Go. I'm gonna to sleep in." I respond to Martin "Coffee it is. Let meet at the MCA coffee shop in 15 min." My heart races as I quickly clean up, throw sweats on and dash out the door. As I walk I keep thinking about how his spit, uncut dick, and precum tastes and feel the blood pumping to my dick. It dawns on me that I never tasted his cum, because it was always injected so deep in my ass.. I laugh to myself and am now fully hard and tuck my dick up. He's already there when I walk in. He looks nearly the same, very muscular, but maybe lost a little weight. He still has a bushy black beard, buzzed hair, and caramel skin. He's stands up to greet me, he's wearing black sweatpants and it looks like he's sporting a little wood also. We bear hug. He grabs and rubs my muscular back as he grinds his fat bulge against my throbbing tucked hard on. I rub his back as well. Through his shirt I feel his defined back muscles covered in fur. He chuckles as we embrace and grind for an awkwardly long time. It's clear we want to fuck. His first question "Have you and your BF had a third yet?" We both laugh. I reply "It honestly hasn't come up yet. We've been fucking like rabbits.. I am all top. But I would be game to double team him if he's into it." As we make small talk, I pat his thigh when commenting on how good he looks. He quickly grabs my wrist and holds my hand there. I don't protest. My heart thumps and my dick fills with blood as I rub up into his crotch. Right before I touch his dick, he grabs my hand and guides it behind the top of his sweatpants and down past the bottom of his balls to his hole, knowing I'll take my time on the way back up. He's fully hard also. I forgot how hairy and big his balls and dick are. He guides my hand to slowly rub up and down a bit. I grip his shaft as his strong hand around mine. He squeezes it up to the top of his slick dick head. I'm melting and light-headed from my heart pounding. He guides my hand to pinch off a pool of precum and raises it up to my mouth. So much precum. I lick it off. He shoves my fingers in my mouth and I taste his sweaty man funk along with the salty fluid. My dick is now throbbing. "Good boy.. Now let's find a good place for this load."

Please be gentle this is my first story: Park Toilets, The First Visit After having had two girlfriends, at the age of 30 I was starting to explore my bi side by chasing cock in public toilets and I was starting to realise I enjoyed sex with guys far more than I had with females. Sex with guys I found to be much more intense and also appealed to my nasty side. In a gay bar one day I overheard two guys talking about some toilets in a park on the other side of town that had been closed down three years ago and were now overgrown. Apparently someone had forced open the door and the toilets which were well hidden were now being used by the more sleazy type of guys, especially after it got dark as there was no lighting in there. One guy saying that mostly older guys some of whom were HIV used these toilets and that he had heard that hardly anyone in there ever used a condom. Now I was still new to sex with guys and had only been fucked twice, both times I had insisted on the other guy wearing a condom as I did not want to catch anything and on hearing the way guys behaved in these toilets I was somewhat disgusted. However after a couple of weeks my mind kept returning to what the two guys in the bar had said and each time I thought about what was going on in the toilets I was not as disgusted as the previous time. Although I would not admit it to myself after a month I was getting turned on by the thought of the nastiness of the guys in there, fucking strangers bareback etc., I felt my cock twitch each time I thought about what guys were doing in there and decided I would visit the toilets just to have a look. So with a day off work I decided to go to the other side of town and see if the stories were true. Arriving at the park mid afternoon it took me some time to find the toilets as they were quite overgrown, but someone had made a small gap in the hedge for guys to climb through. I went in through the half open door, which was bent over and wedged and before I could take anything in, the most revolting smell of stale piss hit me. It was obvious that guys still used the toilets but there was now no water to clean them. Going in round the corner of the toilets I saw there was a long floor trough and three cubicles, all of which had their doors smashed, but there was no one was inside. I breathed both a sigh of relief and of disappointment at finding the toilets empty, at this stage I was still not sure what I wanted if anything, but the nastiness of the place did have an attraction to my more depraved twisted side. I hung round for about 20 minutes, but with no one coming in I got bored and decided to leave and found a nearby bar. After having had three pints I was feeling slightly tipsy and hornier than ever. I walked out of the bar intending to get a taxi back home, but found myself walking back towards the park. It was almost dark as I re-entered the park and in the dark struggled to find the gap in the hedge, having found the gap I went back into the now dark toilets and sensed more than saw two bodies at the far end. I slowly edged towards the two bodies and as I got close in the dim moonlight I saw both guys were naked. They were both kissing each other as they wanked each others cocks. Looking closer at the two guys I shuddered as I saw they were both unattractive, their bodies looked drained and obviously both guys were over 60 years of age. Despite my disgust at these two ugly old farts, I couldn't stop my cock getting hard at the nastiness of the situation of two old naked men having sex in the most disgusting toilets I had ever been in. As I was watching the two guys one beckoned to me and then put his hand around my head and started to kiss me, gently at first, but then started sticking his tongue down my throat. I couldn't believe how hot and horny this felt and despite his age I just couldn't stop myself from returning his tongue action. The other guy started to strip off my clothes and before I really thought about it all my clothes were on the top of theirs and here I was a 30 year old man naked with two naked decrepit old guys over twice my age. But amazingly despite their outward looks of tired drained old bodies both had really big, hard and horny looking cocks, which I was soon sucking. As I was bent over sucking one of the guy's cocks, the other guy started to rub his cockhead over my brown hole, this was the first time I had felt a bare cock rub my hole and I loved the sensation it gave me. He then started to work one then two fingers up inside me and I realised he was getting my hole loosened to fuck me, I did stop sucking the other guy's cock and turned and told him I would only be fucked with a condom, to which he replied that he didn't have a condom and that he would just play around and once again started rubbing his cock over my hole. The guy whose cock I was sucking handed me a bottle, I had heard of poppers but never used them, but with the nastiness of the situation this seemed the perfect time to try them. Wow, I could not believe the buzz they gave me, as the guy behind me said "Don't panic I am just pushing it in an inch so you can see how bare cock feels" and with that he sunk his cockhead an inch or maybe a bit more into my unprotected cunt. I was given another hit of the poppers as the guy behind kept moving his large cockhead in and out of me and any pain I had originally felt soon disappeared and I was starting to enjoy the feel of his old cock inside me as he pushed even more of his large cock into me. I was both excited and afraid at the thought of having unprotected sex and said to him "What ever you do, please don't cum inside me". He replied "Don't worry I wont" and started thrusting a bit faster in me. As I continued sucking the cock of the guy in front of me, he started to piss straight into my mouth, which I began to swallow. Piss as much as anything gets me horny and with the nastiness of the place, being fucked by a dirty old man and kept being given poppers I was getting to the point where I lost all my inhibitions. I could feel the guy behind me speeding up, in a moment of sanity I asked him whether he was neg or poz, he replied, "I'm poz". The guy in front immediately gave me another hit on the poppers and I could not believe myself when I said, "Do whatever you want, I have gone past caring". The old guy fucking me said, "Do you want my poz load in you". I shouted back, "Infect me if you want, shoot your poz cum deep inside me, knock me up, I want to be pozzed" and with that I heard him groan and moan and felt his cum shooting inside my unprotected body. It was less than a week before I returned to the toilets looking for more nasty fun.

So I’d really appreciate your insight and ideas with something I’m struggling with right now. I’m a regular guy, good job, house, partner of 15 years. Loads going for me you might say. My partner and I have been open for a few years and I was cheating way before that. I was always safe, obsessively so. If I ever had a broken condom or something I’d get pep and take it a month etc. I was paranoid about getting HIV. Over the last year or so I’ve completely turned the other way and have started being a no loads refused cumdump. This year alone in 2020 so far I’ve been with 85 men and been bred off anyone who has offered. I don’t know what’s changed or why I’m putting myself in this position. All I know is that I can’t bring myself to have safe sex anymore even when I tell myself I must. some of the guys who have bred me have been ugly, abusive, violent etc but I still take their load. I only feel useful when a man is seeding me. Of course they all quickly pull up their trousers and leave me alone when they’re done so I go hunting for the next man to show me interest. why is this? Any ideas guys? Should I carry on or get help? thanks

I remember the day I too you to get pierced as your eyes were on the one piercing you. Yes he was hot looking.

Earlier in this thread I mentioned that the condom is more of an obstruction for the guy fucking because for him the pleasure comes from the friction of his cock against the walls of the hole. The condom ruins all that for the guy topping. I find that for the guy bottoming the thrill of raw sex is more of a mental one. What's exciting about getting bred is not a physical sensation but a mental one. The rubbing of the condom against my hole was something that bothered me too much and in terms of the fucking itself, the feeling of a free cock going in and out is so much better physically, not a mental one. Even more so for the guy topping. But during the breeding itself the condom reduces more the pleasure of the guy cumming than the guy bottoming. As I said before, one of the reasons I enjoy bottoming bareback is because I know that the guy about to cum and while shoots inside my hole is experiencing an emotional/physical excitement and my hole is providing the pleasure and will be the place to dump their load. Very exciting for most guys who like getting bred, but it's all in our heads.

lmao there isn't enough Prep in the world to keep a little whore like this boy neg. l wonder how many loads of full-blown AIDS cum that bitch has taken in that sloppy pussy

I am not worried because if someone is watching bareback porn then they are just like us!

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.:)

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.

this is priceless advice

Chatted with a nice looking hairy daddy on scruff in the airport today... We both liked what we saw, so we decided to find each other and hang out. Horniness and spontaneity got the best of us despite us being in a high traffic area, so we tried to be as discreet as possible ducking into a locking family restroom. Once the door locked, we were all over each other. Tongue wrestling, him sucking me, me sucking him and playing with his nips... Didn't have a lot of time, so pretty shortly after, he had me bent over the baby changing table ramming his fat raw cock in and out of me. A couple minutes later, he picked up the pace and blew his load in my guts. Then we made discreet staggered exits from the bathroom and I took his hot dad cum all the way back home.

I was 14 when my friend’s dad got me to suck his dick. I’d stop by after school when my friend was with his mom (parents were divorced) and suck him off regularly. One afternoon he bent me over the couch and sodomized me - he got all the way in that first time - bb too. I remember it hurt so fucking bad but deep down I wanted it, liked it. I was dizzy walking home, in a daze, and I was never the same after.

Sorry, I only do whole teams.

Daddy’s Cuntboy Part 10 The three of us relaxed for a bit... puppy and I connected to our Daddy as he gently massaged our cunts. I glanced up at puppy’s image in the mirror... I studied his body... his massive defined pecs and ripped abs... a fucking alpha male... but, at the same time, his purpose was to serve the man who now controlled our cunts. I smiled... As I watched puppy, I felt a jolt of pleasure in my entire body. The movements in my cunt intensified, and my cunt walls throbbed in pleasure from the stimulation of Daddy’s outstretched fingers. With each throb, the vibrations rippled across my entire body. I began bucking... moaning every time my ball sack hit Daddy’s wrist... I was overwhelmed, lost in the moment and time seemed to stop... My eyes locked onto puppy’s. “Shit yeah, cuntboy,” puppy growled, “ride that wrist... take it! Fucking cuntboy!” I continued fucking myself on Daddy’s wrist until I felt Daddy’s fingers begin collapsing inside my cunt and the outward pressure on my cunt lips began. “AWWW FUCK!” puppy moaned as Daddy released his hold on us. With an unspoken command, puppy displayed his cunt to me... positioning it at my lips. “Cuntboy, LICK!” Daddy commanded and I began to feed... my tongue digging deep into puppy’s swollen juicy cunt, exploring the saturated walls of his chemmed up cunt... and fed on my alpha. Feeling Daddy rise from the bed, puppy and I separated. "You fucking love being a cuntboy, don’t you?” Daddy smiled. "Fuck yeah!" I answered contentedly as the lube and cunt juices dripped from my chin. "It’s what I live for now... complete submission. I love it when you and puppy use and control me!" He nodded and motioned me off the bed. I dropped to the floor onto all fours and he fastened a yellow leash to my collar. I moaned as he held it if front of me and I began to drool. “This is now yours cuntboy and puppy...this one is yours.,” Daddy chuckled as he produced a red version and puppy dropped next to me. Fastening red leash, Daddy led us both to the large “X” shaped cross near the opposite wall and released puppy, leaving him to observe. Releasing my leash, Daddy stood me up against the cross, nudging my feet apart until they were positioned with the lower half of the X. Kneeling in front of me, he attached my ankles to the bottoms of the cross making sure I could not move my feet. My legs were spread widely but not too uncomfortable that I wouldn’t be able to remain there for an extended period. As Daddy rose, he slid his hands up my torso... examining my body... sending shivers throughout my body. He lifted my arms and pushed them back against the upper half of the cross and restrained my wrists... securing me to the cross. I groaned as the musk of his pits hit my nostrils. I couldn’t move. I stood there, my back against the cross section of the cross’ timbers... cunt exposed from behind. My pecs and saline infused pouch pushing out. Daddy returned to puppy’s side. Studying me, Daddy’s head tilted. “Take a look at our cuntboy, puppy,” Daddy commanded as he leant down into puppy’s ear and whispered. Puppy rose. “On second thought cuntboy, I want that ball sack of yours bigger.” Daddy announced and I began moaning... My desperation showing, I struggled... He stood there... his booted legs spread, his ringed tits sparkling on his tautly harnessed pecs. My mouth opened as my eyes settled in on his thick dripping cock... I saw puppy walk into my line of sight... cutting off my jockstrap, puppy held my ball sack... feeling its weight. He smiled and began to swab the antiseptic. Daddy walked up behind him, ready to continue my infusion. “Please! Fucking pump it up!” I begged, feeling the needle enter my sack again. Daddy released the saline allowing for a slow release and the slight burning returned. I trembled... I was strapped to the cross... a totally different feeling than being in the sling. Daddy held my face, “Relax cuntboy. Feel your sack expanding... This is what you have become... a reflection of my desires.” He turned and walked to puppy. Daddy moved to puppy’s waiting mouth and rested his cockhead on the outstretched tongue. As soon as he felt the veined cock, puppy engulfed it deep into his mouth. “Good boy,” Daddy growled as puppy began breathing through his nose... feeling his throat contract around the thick cock shaft. Daddy withdrew his cock from its warm host. “Drink boy!” Daddy ordered. A strong yellow stream of chem piss came rushing from Daddy’s piss slit and puppy began guzzling. “Take it fucker!” Daddy encouraged as he took a step back and the stream of piss arched into puppy’s open mouth... the gulping increased as Daddy continued to empty his bladder into puppy’s gullet. I kept watching... my throat muscles contracting, reliving my role as their urinal. The torrent subsiding, Daddy took a step towards puppy... shaking the last drops off his cock... “That’s it boy... clean Daddy’s cock.” Daddy smiled down at puppy and attached his leash. “Stay...” he ordered as walked past me to the wall. Suddenly, a bright light shone on me... bright enough to keep me from seeing the rest of the dungeon. “OK cuntboy, relax and concentrate on that sack.” Daddy chuckled as he moved in front of me. With the light, all I could see was the black outline of his body. Suddenly, all went black... and I panicked. “Relax cuntboy...” Daddy tried to calm me as he tightened the blindfold leaving me completely blind. “Deep breaths, cuntboy...” Taking deep breaths, I tried to calm down... feeling Daddy’s hands on my pecs. “That’s my cuntboy,” Daddy praised me... preparing me for the next step. Then I felt it...Daddy inserting a pair of industrial ear plugs into my ears. My sight and hearing were cut off and I felt Daddy embrace me with his strong arms. I kept taking deep breaths concentrating on Daddy’s embrace until I began to relax. Feeling that I was safe, Daddy slowly released me and inserted the pipe into my mouth. Feeling the heat emanating from the torch on the pipe, I inhaled... the warmth of the cloud filling my lungs. Again, the pipe met my lips... After a few, not knowing what was happening, I went into my own headspace... remembering my first session with Daddy and puppy... everything that had come after that first night. “FUCCCK!” I hissed, as the chems renewed the rush and I realized that I was now just a fucking object in the dungeon... put on display as my body was being transformed for my Daddy’s pleasure... I didn’t know how long I was like that. It could have been a few minutes... but it felt like a lifetime. I couldn’t see what was happening but I could feel the pressure and weight increasing between my legs. My sack began to ache from the stretched-out skin... I began worrying that my sack would burst. “Daddy... please!” I whimpered. All of a sudden, Daddy removed my blindfold and instinctively squinted, trying to avoid the spotlights. I slowly opened my eyes, noticing that the room was only enveloped a red hue and my eyes began to adjust. I gazed on my smiling Daddy. “Welcome back cuntboy,” Daddy greeted me as he took out the earplugs. Removing the needle, Daddy chuckled and released me from the cross, “So how does it feel?” Stepping away from the cross, my legs moved together. “AWWW FUCK!” I exclaimed as I felt my huge sack slide forward as my body leaned back to balance myself. I let out a soft groan. “SHIT YEAH! CUNTBOY! TAKE A FUCKING LOOK AT YOURSELF!” I heard puppy yell... calling me over to the mirror. I made my way to puppy... no, I waddled... the mound between my legs forcing me legs apart...bow legged. My mouth dropped and stared in disbelief. There I was... a fucking freak! I stood there amazed... seeing a melon sized ball sack hanging down low... the skin stretched taut. “FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!” I kept repeating... knowing that deep inside, I had always wanted this. I had jacked off so many times in high school... fantasizing about walking into the showers... dropping to my knees as my full balls hung down... offering myself to every cock. I turned to Daddy. “Please Daddy,” I begged. “Fuck me!” Daddy just smiled and walked towards me... his engorged cock leading him to his cuntboy. I dropped on all fours... my knees extended allowing my sack to hang freely and I offered him my cunt... Daddy moved behind me positioning himself between my outstretched legs, rubbing his hands up and down my back. “Fucking beautiful cuntboy. Tell me what you want.”… I moaned... “Please!” I continued. “Feed my cunt!”... as my cunt lips ached to take Daddy’s fat cock inside me. Daddy took a hit long hit from the pipe as he spread my cunt lips wide. Drawing a second hit, Daddy blew the chem cloud into my cunt. My body spasmed... feeling my Daddy’s tongue against my hungry cunt. Daddy darted his tongue in and out... chewing my cunt lips and shoving his tongue in as deep as he could. I was in my own world... my cock leaking onto my engorged balls. My cunt lips quivered as I felt Daddy’s cock press up against them. Without warning, he plunged his entire shaft deep inside my cunt hitting my prostate. “FUCK!” I yelled as Daddy grabbed the back of harness, pulling me up to his chest, and began to pound my cunt. My head began to swim. “Take Daddy’s cock cuntboy! Fucking whore!” he yelled... driving deeper into me with every thrust. I let go a chem induced rant, “Fuck yeah Daddy... fuck your meth whore... fucking need cock... fucking cunt!“ He kept up the hard fucking and pounding of my prostate until I started to cum... causing my cunt lips to grasp and tightened around his shaft. With a final deep, hard thrust, Daddy plunged his cock all the way in and let out a torrent of hot cum... coating the inside of my cunt. “Fuck yeah!” I moaned contentedly. Pulling out, Daddy slapped my ass and stood in front of me, presenting his dripping cock. “Clean, cuntboy.” he ordered... without hesitation, I took his cock into my mouth... tasting the mixture of cunt slime as I obeyed my Daddy’s command. Satisfied, Daddy patted my head and walked away. “Now put on that jockstrap,” he ordered... pointing to the yellow jock on tossed against the mirrored wall. “When it’s on... back on the floor.” I grabbed the jockstrap and quickly rose to put it on. The feeling was incredible... the massive weight of the sack pulling on my groin caused me to slightly hunch over as I pulled it on. “Fuck” I mumbled, trying to adjust myself. I stood there staring... the waistband barely covering my cockhead... my exposed cock shaft extending from my groin. I smiled... knowing that it would last for a while. I wasn’t going anywhere. Noticing puppy crawling to me, I turned and dropped to my knees to greet my alpha. I sat back, my ass cheeks resting on the heels of my feet and adjusted my legs to allow my sack to hang free... Holding it in both of my hands, I proudly presented it to him. Drawing closer, puppy’s hands began examining the obscene mass and grunted an approval as he began licking along the length of my exposed shaft. My hips bucked and my cock sprung from its confines. “Take it puppy...Piss...I gotta piss,” I pleaded... the pressure on bladder hitting me... Puppy held my cock in his mouth and nodded... giving me permission to release a torrent of chem piss into my alpha’s waiting mouth. “MMMMMM...” I growled... knowing puppy hardly took my piss... I was his urinal... After having his fill of my piss, puppy sat back, mimicking my position, our knees touching. I took in the sight of my alpha... his hard pecs rising and falling. My gaze moved downward seeing his sculpted torso until my eyes landed on his full pouch. It wasn’t pumped like mine... no modifications... his was the product of exceptional genes. “My cuntboy,” puppy sighed and leaned forward... Taking my right tit in his mouth, he began chewing. “Harder!” I begged... grabbing his head and pushing it deeper into my chest. “HARDER!” My body began to shake... feeling the pleasure of my tit connect to my cunt... Releasing my tit, puppy began devouring me... tongues clashing, our hands exploring every bit of each other’s body. I couldn’t get enough of my alpha... I needed him to fuck me and I flipped... presenting my cunt. Letting out a loud growl, “HUNGRY CUNT!” puppy shoved his cock into me and pulled me up... my back against his pecs feeling his uncut cock fill my cunt. We stayed like that for a bit... until I saw our reflection in the mirror... My head exploded, “HOLY FUCK!” I yelled... pulling myself away from puppy and looked down at my right tit... the ring was gone. I freaked out... trying to look for it. Immediately realizing what he had done, puppy grabbed hold of me. “It’s ok cuntboy... it’s ok.” I stared down at my bloody tit... shaking my head... I couldn’t believe what had just happened. “Relax cuntboy...” puppy, examining my tit, tried to calm me down. I looked at Daddy, trying to understand what had happened... he came, stood behind me and held my shoulders. I stared, opened mouthed, into puppy’s dilated eyes. Suddenly... puppy groaned and went for my tit... his tongue lapping up my blood... “FUUCK!” I growled... I was so fuckin spun that I didn’t care anymore... I just sat there... feeling my alpha feeding on my bloody tit. “Shit yeah...” Daddy groaned. Falling to his knees behind me, he lifted my hips, pushing his shaft in to the hilt. “Fucking cunt...” and I rode Daddy’s cock as puppy sat back. “Cunt,” puppy smiled and rose with an evil grin. Leaning over me, he let out a red tinged trail of spit. I moaned, immediately swallowing the offering that my alpha offered. “Now me,” Daddy ordered and puppy moved to him... repeating the ritual with our Daddy. We were complete... My body was the vessel of their essences, their cum and piss. My life force... my blood... had been accepted into their bodies,

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