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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.

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.

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.

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

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.

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.

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.

I met my ex 3 years ago online. He was completely different than anyone I had dated before. He was a tall muscular top that was very dominant both in and out of bed. I fell hard for him and found him very hard to resist. Shortly after we started dating, he took me to Steamworks in Chicago. He told me it was his fantasy to watch his bf get fucked by other guys. I was very nervous considering I had never done anything like this before. After we got settled in the room, he threw me face down on the bed and started rimming/fingering my ass. For some reason, it burnt while he was doing it. He wasn't using much lube so I just assumed it was that. After he was done, he told me to stay face down while he went and walked around. When he knocked on the door, I made sure I was in position. I started feeling really horny due to the booty bump he gave me without me knowing. After about 20 min. he knocked and I got ready. He sat down in front of me and told me to suck his cock. After telling me to keep my eyes focused on him, I felt a hand on my ass. The guy he let in started fingering me and I felt the same burn again while he was doing it. After allowing me to take a hit of poppers, the guy behind me lined his cock up to my ass and started pushing inside me. My eyes widened and my bf said everything was ok that he asked the guy if he was neg already. The guy was pretty big and once he slide all the way in, he started pounding my ass. I was really starting to loosen up at this point. I couldn't believe how much I liked what was going on. At some point, the guy must have reached around and opened the door. I was so focused on my bf that when they guy slipped out, I didn't realize that he let someone else slide in. When my bf was done watching, he fucked me several times that night. I left that night thinking the cum in my ass was his, but the two guys that fucked me, stealthed my ass while my bf enjoyed every minute. About a year into our relationship, my bf started introducing chems into our sex life. Love makes you do crazy things and I gave in to him immediately. He told me that the only way to play was bb to enhance the experience. He then told me he had been doing it for months without me knowing. We started hooking up with guys regularly on the weekend. He always watched them fuck me and I never said no to anyone he invited over. I was so fucked up by the end of the weekend that I had to start smoking on the weekdays to just stay awake. As a result, I was always horny and I started looking for other ways to get cock. During my lunch breaks, I would walk over to the cruisy bathroom down the street and suck cock or get fucked. Taking loads from anyone who was there. Afterwards, I would text my bf and tell him what I was doing. He really started to get into this and even started posting CL ads to find guys to fuck me. He would text me their addresses and tell them they would be waiting. Most of the time it was anonymous and I let these guys fuck me without ever seeing them. I couldn't stop what I was doing. The tina was starting to take hold. About 6 months ago, I was slammed for the first time. We had gone to Mans Country in Chicago and he set up a gang fuck before we got there. He told me that this would be the last time he would want me to party. I had no idea what was about to happen. After the rush, I couldn't see straight and I was beyond fucked up. For the first time ever, he reached into our bag and pulled out a hood. With my hands and legs restrained in the sling, I couldn't resist him putting it on and all I could do was mumble. Once he was done setting things up, he opened the door. I couldn't say anything. I just had to watch as guy after guy came in and fucked my ass. I had never had more than 1 or 2 guys playing around with me at one time. I was scared and horny all at the same time. Each time someone slid inside me, you could hear the wetness of the cum as my insides were lubed up. After the 3rd guy, everyone just used the cum that was leaking out of my ass as lube. I heard some of the guys talking with him about some toys they had back in their room. He told them to go get them and that he would get me ready for their return. He closed the door and never took off the hood. I couldn't say anything and I was completely under his control. He tightened the restraints and it was at that point when he said that this had been his plan all along. He had always wanted to take someone and turn them into a bb cumdump that was addicted to meth. I started to cry and he just looked at me and smiled. I craved tina and cum every day now and this was what he always wanted. He let the guys back in and they said they brought a surprise. They pulled out 4 points and said that had one for each of us. It was at that point my bf said the most surprising thing, he didn't party. I had never noticed all this time that he was getting me high and not doing it himself. He then told them that I would be more than happy to take a double slam. As they slid the needles in my arm, my bf slipped his dick in me for the last time. He came in no time and he watched me take off when the last drop was inside me. The rush was so intense and wearing a hood only intensified it. I couldn't do anything but sit there and squirm while the two guys slammed and then started playing with my ass. My bf had cum in me for the last time. He started packing up his things and told the two guys that this had always been my fantasy. He whispered in my ear goodbye and told me that he would be moving out. He left the guys enough money to renew the room when my time was up and he pulled out one last surprise before he left. Another full syringe that he told the guys was there for them to use. I watched as I was fisted and double fucked with dildos. All I did was moan in pleasure. I felt so good that I forgot what had just happened with my bf and I let the tina take over. While they were playing with my ass, I started to leak piss. They collected it in a water bottle and then proceed to give me a piss enema not only with my piss but theirs. My high only intensified as my vision was blurry and the ringing in my ears getting louder. They went and took a break for a few. When they came back they asked if I wanted to stay there or go back to their playroom at their house. For the first time in hours, the hood was unzipped and I could speak. All I could say was I didn't care. They could use me however they wanted or leave me there alone. They asked if I would try to leave if they loosened the restraints. I was so broken at this point that I said no. All I wanted was to get fucked and asked if they would help me. We got dressed and headed to their place. Fast forward to now. I quit my retail job and moved out of my apartment once I started slamming. The two guys I met at Mans Country agreed to let me stay with them as long as I paid rent and I was available to them 24/7. I earn extra money by escorting since I can't seem to hold a job. All I care about is my high and getting fucked. I never thought that I would become this person, but once I gave in, I found that nothing else really matters.

(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!!!

Rick put his penis back into his sweat pants, and then to my horror, he turned around and started walking toward an open laptop. I could see that the indicator light was on for the camera. I was freaking out as Rick hit a button on the keyboard and said, "Great job, pledge. The camera didn't miss a thing!" I begged him to delete the video, and he just laughed at me. He told me that like he said, I was accepted to the fraternity, but from now on I'm the frat bitch. If any of the frat brothers want their dicks sucked, I have to stop what I'm doing and get my lips around their cock. I started crying and pleading with him that this was a mistake and that I should be allowed to go back to my dorm and pretend this didn't happen. He played part of the video for me and said, "If you leave or refuse to suck anyone's dick then this video is going to make its way around campus." That was final; I can't transfer schools in the middle of the semester or go home because I would have to explain what happened. I pulled myself together and tried to accept that this is my life now. Maybe it won't be that bad because how many of the brother's would want another guy to suck their dick? Soon I found out that the answer is all of them... Rick also told me that starting now, I would only be allowed to wear underwear whenever I'm in the house. He allowed me to put my boxer briefs back on and then led me out into the main room. He announced my new role to the other brothers and pledges. To my dismay they started grinning and pulling dicks out of their pants. I knew then that I was in for a very long semester. They told me to get to work, so first I went over to a taller guy with dark hair. His cock looked to be about average size, so I thought that would be a good place to start. I started to stroke it, and when it got hard, I opened my mouth and felt it slide past my lips. Once I got into a rhythm, I started to think that it would be over in a few minutes without much of a problem, but then he started to thrust his hips. Pretty soon I was trying to pull off of him because his dick was gagging me badly, but Rick came over and reminded me about the video. I went back over and let him face fuck me while I silently wondered why I let Rick talk me into sucking him in the first place. Eventually he rammed against my throat and came. I could feel his cum work its way into my throat and nose and some managed to dribble out onto my chin. I tried my best to spit most of it out, but I found that it was easier to clear my throat by swallowing it. I looked up and saw 5 more dicks ready for me, so I moved onto the next brother. I later found out that his name is Trevor. Trevor's dick is huge. It must be at least eight inches and thick enough that I have trouble getting my hand around it. He also has some kind of tattoo above his cock, but I can't quite tell what it is while his shirt is on. I dropped to my knees in front of him and tried to figure out how I was going to get his dick inside my mouth. I opened up as wide as I can and started to suck on the tip. Trevor put his hands on the back of my head and told me to start using my tongue around the tip of his cock. When I didn't do it right away, he told me that it would make him cum faster. I started swirling my tongue around the head and then flicking it across his piss hole. Trevor moaned and started slowly pulling in and out. At this point I had managed to get about half of his cock into my mouth. I kept rolling my tongue around and around, and eventually I felt his cum flow into my mouth. He held my head on his cock and told me to swallow, so I did. With a wink Trevor said, "That wasn't too bad for the first time, but eventually I'll be expecting you to get the whole thing inside of you." I just looked at it in amazement. There's no way I can fit that much dick in my mouth... The next four guys seemed younger and didn't last very long. After I was done, Rick told me that I was allowed to take a short nap on the couch. I was exhausted and my knees ached from kneeling for so long, so I gladly accepted and fell asleep.

Maybe it’s time for some intense FF training...👊🏻🙏🏼👍🏻😋😉

About 45 minutes ago. One of my FB's drove-up from down south, got a hotel room, hit-up some other contacts first (I'm guessing 3-4), and I was last in line. Sloppy deal...

I am going to the April 17th SF event as a mare.

A little late on my end id February update. By Saturday night I had reached 79 loads. March's goal is breaking 100.

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.

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.”

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.

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.

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.

I was on BBRT and had been watching his profile off and on for the last hour. "Daddy seeks boy to use and share." Seemed like a no-brainer to this horny pup so I messaged him and unlocked my pics. He responded a few minutes later with a simple sentence "I wanna own you." We quickly exchanged messages and he agreed to meet me at Steamworks. He asked if I partied, to which I replied I was just a pot head. He replied simply "Cool" and suggested I bring a joint or two, to which I agreed. An hour later I was buying a fresh bottle of poppers when my cell went off. It was a room number in the baths which I recognized as one of the sling rooms. I quickly ran across the street after leaving the store and headed into Steamy's. It was an easy in. I got a basic room to store my stuff, showered and put on my maple leaf jock, and headed to the designated room and knocked on the door. The guy who opened the door looked nothing like the sexy Daddy with whom I had chatted online. Instead of a 6'2, 260 pound grey bearded stocky Daddy with a seven inch club for a cock, there was a cub. A very sexy 6'4 stocky cub in a leather harness with the widest cock I had ever seen. I couldn't take my eyes off his cock as it was obscenely large. "Hi boy, your Dad's in here." Sure enough the Daddy Bear for whom I was looking to play was on the bed wearing a identical leather harness to that worn by the stocky cub, except that the Daddy Bear was also wearing a master's cap and boots. I entered the room and the cub said his name was Locke, and that he was Sir Ian's buddy. Sir Ian got off the bed and walked over to us and we all started talking for a minute. As I offered to fire up one of the joints I bought. We exchanged the basics as I checked out how he set up the room. There was lube and a few bottles of water and these two furry guys. I was getting buzzed and it showed. Sir Ian started kissing me and forcing air down my throat. As he did this Locke got behind me and was fingering spit soaked finger into my hole. I was in paradise. Then I heard one of those torch lighters behind me and then Locke turned me around and blew a lung full of smoke into me as he kissed me. It tasted really strange but I went with it. We blew the smoke back and forth between us for about 45 seconds. Ian apparently re-lit the pipe because I heard the torch and soon he spun me around and he also swapped smoke with me. After that something hit me, because I was soaring and hot. Ian laid me in the sling as I saw that the pipe they were smoking from wasn’t a pot pipe but a glass pipe filled with white smoke. I asked what it was and Ian said it was Tina. I smiled and said I had never done it. He said I was in for a treat because Locke was had access to an excellent supplier, and as long as I wanted to be in the sling I could have all I wanted. He continued saying that Locke wanted to fuck me first and as often as he liked, that Locke enjoyed breaking in guys' asses. As we did this exchange Locke’s cock started getting hard. It was really the biggest cock I had ever seen. It was now rock hard and looked like a mushroomed capped can of hair spray. It was ten inches long and as wide around as coke can. They both smiled as I stared in disbelief, and said I doubted I could accommodate his cock. But I reached into my jock, grabbed my poppers and said "I wanted to try, Sir," promising to be a good pup and make both of them happy. Those were my last words before the big cub kneeled between my legs and started eating my ass like he was a starved man. Sir Ian came up to my head and started working my nipples while telling me what a great slut I was gonna be and how tonight he was my daddy and I was going to be the best pig in tubs. He lit the pipe again and this time he held it for me to use. I took a deep hit and began kissing Sir, all the while swapping the smoke. About then I felt air on my ass, followed by cool lube being rubbed over my twitching wet hole. I heard Locke say "Poppers" and my new daddy grabbed my bottle and held them under my nose as Locke lined up his raw cock to my hungry hole. I took a big hit of the poppers even though the T and breath control was already starting to launch me higher. Sir and Locke exchanged a smile as Locke pushed into my hole.

I really like this PA, I wonder if anyone would take this up their shitter.

Here’s my take... if you’re going to record it, do it well. The tube sites are filled with some really poor excuses for these highly-specialized videos that claim to focus on a life-changing event. In fact, I doubt many of them are authentic. This is an important occasion and if it gets documented on video, it should be recorded accordingly.

Day 1, Pt 8 Chris did as he was told and felt two fingers probing his hole. The last load from Colin was still in there but the other two had been absorbed hours earlier. PJ rubbed the tip of his fat seven incher over Chris’ hole and then pushed in. Chris took a deep breath as the shaft stretched his hole open. PJ’s cock was an inch longer and fifty percent thicker than Colin’s and that had been the only cock in him for at least a month. Once Chris got used to the thickness, he really liked how PJ fucked. He had a confidence in his strokes and would speed up and slow down based on how close he got to shooting. After a good twenty minutes, a whistle came from the campfire area and PJ started hammering Chris’ ass. Less than thirty seconds later he shoved in and pumped a huge load into Chris’ guts. He pulled out and said “suck me, quick.” Chris quickly turned around and took the cum covered cock into his mouth. PJ started to face fuck Chris just as Ken walked up. “Whatcha doing back here?” Ken asked. “Just getting some head. We didn’t want to wake up Colin and I like gagging the motherfucker” PJ replied. On cue, Chris went down all the way and faked gagging. “OK. Just remember the rules. Tomorrow you can fuck his brains out, not tonight” Ken said as he walked back to the campfire. Once Ken was far enough away, PJ let go of Chris’ head and smiled down at him. “Thanks for covering for me, bud. And the fuck too” PJ said quietly. He pulled Chris to his feet and hugged him from behind, whispering in Chris’ ear “It might be premature, but welcome to the club.” The group slowly came back to sit around the fire. They drank some more and then started to drift off to their tents. Eric walked up to Colin and gave him a stiff nudge. “You gonna take care of your newbie or do you want to sleep and let us to do it for you?” Eric said. “Fuck no” Colin said wearily. He called Chris over and the two disappeared inside their tent. Colin rolled Chris on to his stomach and straddled him. He stroked his cock for a few minutes trying to get it hard enough to fuck. He finally stuffed it into Chris’ hole muttering “Damn, I gave you a huge load last time.” Chris thought “This is almost as bad as the first fuck” as Colin plowed into his sloppy hole. After a few more minutes, Colin shoved in and groaned. Chris wasn’t sure if Colin actually came or just faked it for everyone else. He got the marker out of his shorts and added another tick to Chris’ shoulder and then rolled over on to his sleeping bag. Marks on Chris's back: ////

I don't bareback fuck many dudes but recently I was all riled up and wanted to felch my own huge five day load from my male sub bottoms' ass. I was definitely gonna do it I bragged. Mmmmm can't wait to eat my cum from your gaping ass I said. So I cum on and just inside his hole. Thick creamy white cum. He said are you gonna eat it? I said nah. Fail! Next time we agreed I won't have a choice. He will simply and forcefully if necessary sit on my face so I HAVE to eat that fresh hot cum from his gaping fucked hole. Can't wait.

I am not a fan of foreplay. I prefer to start with oral SEX (sucking his cock) followed by anal sex. It's all sex, because it's all about directly stimulating a cock.

very nice need more

Going to the website today, I found this message I copied and will paste, typo included: "In an unexpected turn of events in the days leading up to our closing, our situation changed and we are now actually able to stay open. The steam room is fixed, as is everything else that we can fix! We are working on keeping the club as clean and in good repair as possible. Thank you for being a part of this rollercoaster with is." [think before following links] http://crewclub.net/

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'd definitely prefer it in my ass, but then I have the best of both worlds by fingering some out and eating it.

Im my ass Want shit babies

Thank you

For me, sucking cock is foreplay. I want your babies deep in my cunt.

I have often talked about blowing my uncle (father's slightly younger brother) who was a big drinker and passed out at our place many weekends. But I loved thinking about this and remembered a time when I was about 16 living on the streets of Calgary / rentboy and this real old homeless dude just up and asked me to blow him. I asked how old he was and he said 75 and his birthday and he wanted head. I was all cocky as shit and said = hey old man if you can get it hard ill suck it free! His cock was definitely avg in all ways but hard so what the hell - he came more than i remember anyone else coming and after i asked if he had pissed some but he siad he had always cum that much. Never saw him again but boy did I go deep down the rabbit hole of free sex for all old homeless guys. But thats another story lol

Fucking HOT! Sounds like a fun weekend ahead for sure!

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

All this wonderful PC crap is nice. But if you are so concerned, why would you even think of barebacking? Just because a guy tells you he's neg, doesn’t make it so. He may not know. He might be lying. So if you are having sex without condoms, all you self-righteous dudes out there had better realize that you are on a suicide mission to hell, just like the guy I fucked at the club last week. After an unproductive 3-way in the steam room, I saw this cute kid, maybe late 20's, lying in his room with the door open. After a moment’s hesitation, I entered, and closed the door behind me. We started kissing and groping and sucking. And not being one to beat around the bush I pushed him over on his stomach and started to eat his hole. But when he sensed I was about to slide my dick in him, he asked, "Are you safe?" “Of course.” Stupid question—because my sexual necessities always render truth irrelevant. And just to give my answer more legitimacy, I asked, “Are you?” “Yeah. But don't cum in me, OK?" "Sure, no problem.” Falsehood no. 2. But after a couple dozen episodes, you get a pretty good idea of what works and what doesn’t. I shoved my cock in him and started to screw him slow and deep. Just being inside his tight sweet neg hole made all that deception worthwhile. I knew I’d do whatever it took to poz his neg ass. I was ready for some serious fucking, so I pulled the popper bottle out of my sock and held it under his nose. Inhale deeply, man, I thought to myself. Take a deep whiff. Make it easy on yourself. Because it’s going to happen, regardless. And after it’s over you won’t feel a thing. At least not for a couple of weeks. I must have fucked him silly. It had been a week for me, and I really needed to get off. I started out doing him on his stomach, then with his legs on my shoulders, then doggie style, with him bent over the bed. He was whimpering and moaning and really getting into it. I wondered, if I had told him I was poz right then, if it would have made any difference. Probably so, but I am not one to quibble with details, nor to poison another guy’s good time. All I could think of was that week’s worth the pent-up jizz accumulated in my groin, just waiting to spew out into his beautiful neg hole. And the thought of pozzing him got the dirty sperm boiling in my balls. I pulled out all the way so I could plunge back in and maybe bust a couple of capillaries, assuring some permanence to an otherwise fleeting act of copulation. But when I shoved back in, my poz jizz started pulsing into him. Like a gusher, my ejaculations seemed to go on forever. When at last the spasms ceased, I kissed him deeply and relaxed my hold on him. "Did you cum in me?" "Yeah, it was just too hot!" I kissed him again, and he wrapped his arms around me. Sweet boy. I hope it takes.

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.

I know the one thing you should do is that after they fuck you and deposit the load in your hold and pull out is to turn around and clean their dick with your mouth. As a way to thank them and get them ready for the next one, they might fuck.

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

Daddy’s Cuntboy Part 7 Soon after that first session, the three of us settled into a routine...Daddy and his two boys. About a month or so later, I had another day of firsts. I’ll never forget that day... Daddy had called me at work telling me to come over straight from work, “You can clean up here, cuntboy.” Luckily, he called about 30 minutes before I was leaving so I dropped everything and left work. I entered Daddy’s house stripping down to a yellow jockstrap which I now wore at all times. Daddy had ordered me to throw all my other underwear away after our first session and only wear yellow jockstraps. I noticed a note taped to the mirror: “Cuntboy, we’re in the dungeon.” I checked myself in the hallway mirror after putting on my harness and collar. Grabbing my pecs and pulling my tits I groaned, knowing this was the gear that I would be wearing when I was at Daddy’s house. My cunt would always be available for Daddy and my alpha’s use. I walked down the hallway into the dungeon and saw them...Daddy and puppy on the bed. Daddy, harnessed as usual, sat back on the bed watching tv as puppy, down between his legs, serviced his hard cock. Seeing me, Daddy waved me in, “Strip cuntboy. Since you’re coming straight from work, puppy’s gonna clean you out and get you ready.” On hearing this, puppy released Daddy’s cock and came to me with a huge grin. “You ever have anyone clean you out cuntboy?” I hadn’t... “MMMM...” puppy moaned as he grabbed my pecs massaging them while I took off my harness. “The jockstrap, cuntboy. Show me your cunt,” puppy commanded. Turning around, I pulled down my jockstrap and bent over showing my cunt. “Fuck yeah, cuntboy nice and smooth,” puppy said approvingly as he inspected me. I had begun to keep my body shaved. “Your cunt lips are looking a little puffy.” He took a quick bite of them. “It’ll take a lot of work to get them to where they’ll be like mine. That's if Daddy decides,” puppy laughed. Imagining having those obscene cunt lips, my cunt lips pulsed, and I let out a sigh. “OK boys, get in the shower,” Daddy laughed, “Puppy, time enough for that later.” Pulling me up to face him, puppy obeyed. “OK cuntboy, help me out of my gear.” Puppy lifted his arms and his muscled pecs rose. My nose quickly took in the familiar testosterone laden scent his pits emitted. I couldn’t resist and I dove into those shaved pits. “Fuck yeah cuntboy, fucking gonna mark my cuntboy with my scent. Clean my pits!” puppy ordered. I began devouring his scent...making sure my lapping tongue explored every gland of my alpha’s pits. Puppy reached over around with his right hand and held my head firmly, “Fuck yeah, cuntboy! Taste my scent!” After a bit of pit worshipping, puppy pushed me back. “Let’s check you out, cuntboy.” Grabbing my head, he began sniffing my face. “Aww fuck yeah, Daddy! Fucking cuntboy’s got my fucking scent on him,” puppy laughed. Satisfied that I had been marked, puppy took me by the shoulders, pushed me down to my knees and pulled my face into his red jock. “OK cuntboy, take off my jock.” I was now in my element...a cuntboy on his knees between his alpha’s legs. I greedily took in scent of puppy’s crotch as I began to chew on the pouch knowing what was contained within...a fat uncut cock. Pulling the jockstrap down, his beautiful cock struck my face. I moaned as my cunt lips pulsed with the memory of puppy’s cock fucking me. Grabbing his smooth balls...feeling the fullness that I knew they contained...I took his cock into my mouth. Suckling his cock, I felt puppy hesitate. “OK cuntboy, we gotta stop and get you clean,” puppy chuckled and pulled me up. I was disappointed at having to release puppy’s cock but I knew I’d be servicing it again soon. “Cuntboy, you’re lubed right?” puppy asked as he checked my cunt with his right hand, verifying what we knew to be Daddy’s order whenever we were over. Since I hadn’t cleaned out, I had been unsure if I should but I had snuck into the mens room at work and lubed my cunt. I arched my back presenting my cunt acknowledging my training. Now that we both had stripped, puppy led me to the black tiled shower area. Daddy had thought of everything when he designed the dungeon. Puppy motioned to the ledge on one side of the shower area, “OK cuntboy, hop get up there on all fours.“ Puppy slapped my ass and I obeyed. Climbing onto the ledge, I dropped to my hands and knees feeling the cool tiles on my skin as puppy reached up to the shower head. Turning on the water, puppy adjusted the temp as the water ran through the shower head. Once satisfied that the water was the right temperature, puppy grabbed the attached shower shot. “OK cuntboy, arch your back. Present that cunt to your alpha,” puppy commanded placing his hand on my lower back and inserting the shower shot into my cunt...I moaned...as my cunt lips spread open to accept the nozzle. “OK here it comes, cuntboy,” puppy announced as he switched the water to the nozzle.” I felt the warm water fill my cunt. “Fucking beautiful cuntboy.” puppy calmly said as he rubbed my back. “Let me know when you’ve had enough.” I could feel my stomach extend a bit and I nodded when I had reached my limit. Puppy switched the nozzle off and removed it from my cunt. “OK cuntboy, hold it,” puppy directed me as he began to rub my stomach. After a few minutes, it was time to empty. “OK cuntboy, get over to the drain in the corner.” Holding the contents of my cunt, I got off the ledge and went over to the drain and emptied out. “We’re almost there cuntboy...back on the ledge,” puppy smiled. As I climbed back on the ledge, I heard a single ring. It was the front door intercom. At the sound, both of us looked at Daddy as he rose to check who was at the door since the dungeon also had access to the system. A few seconds later, there were two rings. On the third, Daddy answered. “Yup, be right there,” Daddy responded. “OK boys, continue. We got a delivery,” Daddy smiled, gave puppy a wink and walked out of the dungeon. Puppy and I continued the process making until we were sure I was clean. “Ok cuntboy, we gotta get geared up," puppy smiled as he threw me a towel and we dried off. After putting on my collar and harness, I looked for my jockstrap but I couldn’t find it. I continued searching the dungeon floor looking for it as puppy geared up. “What’s the matter cuntboy?” puppy asked as he adjusted his cock and balls in his red jock. Fuck, I loved the sight of his straining bulge barely covered by the red pouch. “I can’t find my jock, puppy.” I answered. Puppy smiled and walked over to the shelves and pulled something off the top shelf. “That’s cause Daddy took it. I got you a swimmer jock, like mine. I told you I’d get you one.” Puppy walked over to me and knelt, “Step in cuntboy, you earned it.” I stepped into the jock as puppy held it. As puppy pulled the jock up over my thighs, he took my cock in his mouth. “Aw fuck, puppy!” I gasped feeling his warm mouth engulf my cock, “Thank you!” Puppy released my cock, kissed the head and pulled up my new yellow jock covering my now engorged cock. “Fist and Piss for Daddy,” puppy smiled. Puppy grabbed a couple of leashes and placed one on my collar and one on his. Grabbing the lube, puppy reminded me, “Bend over cuntboy...lube time.” Puppy began teasing my cunt lips with two lube covered fingers and prepped my cunt. “Let’s go cuntboy,” he commanded and pulled my leash. I groaned, knowing my alpha was now in charge. I followed puppy out of the dungeon and down the hall into the living room. At the entrance, I heard several voices and hesitated. Noticing my hesitation, puppy simply stated, “Cuntboy, you’re in Daddy’s house. You know the rules. You’re a cuntboy and will always present yourself like that in his house.” I nodded and followed. Entering the room, I noticed two guys on the sofa having a beer. The younger was in his late 20s, blond, 5’10”, 165 lbs and the other was taller, 6’, black hair, 200 lbs of muscle and a couple of years older. Part of me expected them to be geared up in leather but both were dressed casually...tshirt, jeans and sneakers. In front of them on the coffee table were four lines, a couple of straws and a bag of T. Then I noticed Daddy sipping a beer in his chair across from them wearing nothing but his harness and boots. I moaned as I saw his cock nestled between his balls between his outstretched legs. I shouldn’t have been surprised, Daddy was home so he dressed as he wanted no matter who came over...same as puppy and I had our gear on while at Daddy’s house. Noticing that I was now wearing a yellow swimmer jock, Daddy smiled, “I see puppy gave you your present cuntboy. There’s more of them. You can toss the others.” I proudly stood, “Yes, Daddy.” Come here boys,” Daddy ordered. “Guys, you know puppy. This here’s cuntboy.” “Cuntboy?” said the blond perking up. “Yup, cuntboy,” Daddy chuckled. “He’s got a beautiful deep cunt. That right cuntboy?” “Yeah Daddy,” I quickly responded, “my cunt‘s always ready for cock.” “Cuntboy, this is MIke. He’s my go to for our party favors. That’s Chris, he’s with Mike,” Daddy matter-of-factly stated. Mike, noticing that puppy and I wore similar gear...collar, piped bulldog harness and swimmer jock...puppy in red and me in yellow...laughed, “So you got yourself another one?” “Yup, cuntboy’s my piss pig,” Daddy proudly stated as he motioned us to his side. We dropped to our knees, crawled over to each side of Daddy and sat back on our knees. “He takes my and puppy’s piss. A fucking urinal.” Daddy proudly announced as he grabbed our leashes and held them. I growled. Releasing our leashes, Daddy offered us the lines, “Ok boys, Mike brought us some replenishments. There’s two for each of you to try. We’ve already sampled it. Let me know what you think.” Puppy and I crawled over, took a straw and inhaled our lines. Giving his approval, puppy nodded, “Fucking good shit, Daddy...” I instantly felt it hit my cunt and could only smile as my cunt lips throbbed. Satisfied, Daddy called us back to his side. Grabbing the back of my neck, Daddy pulled me towards him and whispered in my ear, ”Cuntboy, Mike’s straight but I think he could use a blowjob. He brought us some good shit. What do you think?” I moaned as the combination of the T radiating in my cunt and knowing that I was being whored out by my Daddy kicked me into high gear. “Why don’t you ask him if he’d like Daddy’s cuntboy to blow him. Go on.” I looked over at Mike who was smiling by this time. I knew what I had to do, but more so, what I wanted to do. I crawled over to Mike, “Mike, thanks. I want to suck your cock to thank you. Please let me suck it,” I pleaded. Mike spread his legs and I could see his growing bulge in his crotch, “Yeah cuntboy...sounds good. I got a two-day load. But I have to know that you want it...not just cause you’ve been told to blow me. I got some ethics,” he laughed. “Show me how much you want my cock, cuntboy.” I growled and began chewing on Mike’s crotch as I took in the scent of sweat and piss from the denim. Finding the zipper with my tongue, I took hold of it with my teeth and pulled down. Mike quickly undid his jeans and pushed it down to his ankles. “Go on cuntboy, suck my cock,” he ordered slapping his hardening cut cock against my face. I had to have his cock...I didn’t need Mike ordering me to do it. The knowledge that I needed cock and that I was being whored out by my Daddy was all that mattered...I took in his cock. Tasting the slight saltiness from his last piss, I moaned. My new piss addiction was triggered. Since our first time, I had been taking all of Daddy and puppy’s piss during our sessions. I craved it now to the point I’d even sometimes piss into my hand in the mens room at work and lick it up. Mike’s hands grabbed my head and plunged his cock into my throat as I began to stroke the underside of his leaking cock with my tongue. “Shit...fucking good cocksucker,” Mike gasped and began to face fuck me. Noticing Chris’ bulge, Daddy smiled, “Puppy, why don’t you help out Chris there? I don’t want him to feel left out.” “Aww fuck yeah,” Chris moaned as he undid his jeans and pushed them down to give puppy quick access to his hard cock. Puppy eagerly crawled over to service Chris’s cock and took it right down. It was obvious that puppy had serviced Chris before. “Fuck yeah, puppy...fucking good cocksucker. Take my cock!” Daddy, cradling his balls, sat there watching his two boys being whored out. “Good boys. Take care of them. We got some good product.” There we were, puppy and I, servicing Daddy’s dealer and muscleman. The room filled with the sound of cocksucking...slurping, moaning. I kept sucking...getting hotter as the chems continued streaming through my body. Mike’s hands pressed my head forcing his hard cock deeper down my throat until his balls were hard against my chin...I groaned. Feeling his entire cock engulfed, Mike grabbed hold of my leash and began humping my face. Suddenly, I felt Mike’s body tense and I pulled back a bit off his cock...I wanted to taste his cum. “AWWW FUCK!” Mike exclaimed as he shot his load into my mouth, “TAKE MY FUCKING LOAD CUNTBOY!” I moaned feeling Mike’s cum shoot into my mouth and fill it. Savoring the taste, I closed my lips tighter around Mike’s cock as he pulled it out making sure I took every drop in as I swallowed. Knowing my job was done, I backed away from Mike and returned to Daddy’s side and took in the sight of puppy. There was my alpha, kneeling in front of Chris...his beautiful engorged cunt lips exposed. I watched puppy’s hands rubbing up and down Chris’ legs as puppy’s head boobed up and down Chris’ cock. “Fuck yeah, Daddy!” I moaned as I saw puppy engulf Chris’s entire cock to the root and hold it there. Here was my alpha...the man I serviced...sucking another man’s cock. I knew my place...cuntboy. Chris began to rub puppy’s back with one hand as his other hand rested on the back of puppy’s neck. I couldn’t look away. Chris grabbed the back of puppy’s head with both hands and began to quickly fuck his face. “AW FUUUCK!” Chris moaned as his hips thrust upwards with a sudden jerk and shot into puppy’s mouth. As Chris sat back, puppy noisily licked the last drops of cum from Chris’ cock. Satisfied, puppy turned. Opening his mouth showing me a wad of cum, he gave me a wink, swallowed and returned to Daddy’s side. Grabbing me by the collar, Daddy chuckled. “So, what do you think of my cuntboy, Mike?” “Fuck yeah. You got a good one there,” Mike readily complemented me. Grabbing his cock, Mike smiled, “So... about the piss...that part of today’s deal?” Daddy laughed, “Of course, cuntboy’s always up for piss....aren’t you?” “Fuck yeah! Daddy,” I growled. Daddy released me. I quickly crawled back between Mike’s legs and opened my mouth...I had a taste of Mike’s stale piss and I wanted more...I needed more. “Fuck yeah...fucking urinal,” Pointing his cock into my open mouth, Mike moaned and let go of his beer and chemmed up piss. The warm piss began filling my mouth and I started the measured swallowing to prevent any spillage that Daddy and puppy had trained me on. I was a urinal...trained to take it all. “Fuck, cuntboy,” puppy urged me on, “Hot from the tap!” The piss kept coming...it seemed like an eternity as I kept guzzling it down. As the flow finally started to subside...I opened my throat wide and took the last of Mike’s piss down. “Keep that mouth open cuntboy,” Mike ordered as he shook his cock and the last drops hit my face. Rubbing his cock, “Fuck man...I gotta piss soon!” Chris moaned. Without a second thought, I moved over to Chris...getting my first close-up look of Chris’s enormous cock. “Good cuntboy,” Daddy nodded approvingly. I had to have a taste of this cock. Moving closer to my waiting mouth, Chris placed his cock on my outstretched tongue. Feeling the weight and girth, I engulfed the massive head. “Shit yeah!” Chris moaned as I began working it. After a bit, Chris pulled out as the first yellow drops exited his piss slit. “Drink boy!” Chris commanded. As the piss poured from his cock, I began to swallow. “Yeah! Take it all cuntboy!” puppy encouraged me as he watched me take the piss. Chris moved back a bit on the sofa and the stream of piss arched into my willing mouth. Sensing Chris’s bladder was emptying, I moved forward and took his cock back in my mouth sucking the last drops out of his piss slit. “FUUUUCK!” Chris moaned...holding my head on his cock. After a bit, he released my head...I sat back on my haunches in front of him...wiped the piss from my lips with the back of my hand and licked it clean. Returning to Daddy’s side, I moaned...thanking them for the piss. Laughing, Daddy clapped, “What a fucking good show boys! Why don’t you head back to the dungeon. Mike and I gotta finish our business.“ Grabbing my leash, puppy stood up. I started to rise but puppy gave me a stern look and I lowered myself. “Stay down cuntboy,” my alpha ordered as he led me crawling out of the room. At the door of the dungeon, puppy stopped and lowered himself. “Fuck yeah...cuntboy...your first time being whored out for T,” puppy announced as he his lips met mine.

PART 8 I caught my breath and leaned up to a sitting position, as he climbed off me. The panic was setting in, but it wasn’t quite as bad. I had known. And I had done it anyways. I think it was guilt more than panic maybe. This guy had HIV! And now twice somehow I had given in and risked my life for his cock. That realization hit me like a freight train. Rising slowly on somewhat shaky legs, I quietly dressed, although even then I couldn’t help but staring at Tom. I had to admit, he was like my perfect idea of a man. Just looking at him flustered me. And factor into the equation his huge cock. His truly magnificent cut cock that got so hard and leaked so much precum. With all that precum, I knew he must shoot a lot of cum. That thought had both frightened me and made me cum many times in the last week. God, he was just so hot. Looking at him, no wonder I felt so powerless to stop doing what we had done now twice. And he liked me. He had even said I had the best hole ever. I wanted to be his best hole, this sexy older guy who was all but old enough to be my Dad. Tom hadn’t spoken and stood there with a bemused smile, as I stared at him. Finally he broke the silence, commenting "I'm flattered you can’t stop staring at me, Chris. I like it a lot. Just as I like you a lot.” My reply "I really like you too," was spontaneous. I was going deeper into my guilt and shame mode and trying to leave, but his naked body kept pulling me back into lust territory. The back and forth was hard to take, to be honest. Feeling guilty for wanting something you like so much. Because I wanted him. I wanted him so bad. “Tomorrow is Saturday. I think my sexy boy should go get a good night's sleep and come back tomorrow morning. Tonight I just had to have you right away, but tomorrow we could take our time. I have things to show you still, Chris. Things that will make you feel so good. Come over at around 11:00 A.M., okay?” I don’t know if he saw it right away or my silence was his tip or the look on my face, but I was so torn. The idea of saying yes seemed crazy. The idea of saying no left me wondering if I even could. He came closer and began to whisper, “I can see my sexy boy is worried. I hate to see you worry about doing what you were meant to do. Just doing what feels right for YOU. When I am inside you and it’s just my skin against yours, it feels so special. And when I cum....” He didn’t finish, he didn’t have to. We both knew what his cum meant, what me taking it represented. The bond of taking him like that, it was powerful. I was so wrapped up in a million swirling thoughts that when my lips moved, it took me a second to catch up. “I’ll... I’ll be here in the morning,” I said quietly. He smiled and walked me out of our playroom as he called it, and down the stairs to the door. Just before I grabbed the knob of the front door, he spun me around and kissed me deeply. “My sexy little boy. My super sexy little bottom boy. I’m going to show you so many things. I want to be your teacher so badly.” Oh my god. I was hard again. The kiss, his words, the passion he felt towards having sex with me. I wanted to be his student. I knew it was wrong, that I should be running. But what we had done already was the best feeling I had ever had, and left me feeling both the sexiest the most hungry for cock I had ever felt. He inspired such a need. And there he was, so good at making me just want him. “I can’t wait to see you tomorrow,” I blurted. His smile grew. “Get some sleep. I want you ready to go tomorrow. I can’t wait to taste that’s boy hole again,” he whispered as I walked out the door. “Thanks,” I said. He looked at me and cocked his head, “For what, sexy?” he asked. “For... for fucking me like that again. It feels so good without a condom. I just never knew it could feel so good.” “Oh Chris, we haven’t even begun. And I love you love it so much. And you are definitely getting more in just a few hours aren’t you?” he said in a low voice. Again, the most enthusiastic nodding of my life. What the hell was i doing, I thought as I walked back to my apartment. I knew I could sneak in without having to talk to my mom, which was good since I had had rock hard boner since my little door talk with Tom. And besides, a million thoughts were swirling in my brain, most of them were of guilt. And some were of the variety 'What the hell are you doing?'. The word HIV floated around and around. I was scared and guilty and confused. And horny. As I stripped off and got in my bed, I had no desire to wash away the sex. My finger went to my hole and rubbed and fingered my cummy, used hole. As I stroked myself, the only thought that mattered was the idea of Tom's cock pulsing and throbbing as it shot rope after rope of sperm into my guts. As my mind envisioned Tom blowing his load in my ass I shot a load all over myself. I drifted off to sleep a cummy, confused mess, but knowing also that I wasn’t chickening out. I was going back in the morning.

After spending some time posting Craigslist advertisements and the usual BBRT hookups, I finally got a couple regular fuck buds. One in particular is this short black muscle head who works close to my house. The way our schedules worked out, we played fairly regularly on Friday afternoons. I had let him fuck me probably three or four times before I even bothered to ask him about his status. It was a very easy and hot conversation. "So not that it matters because I'm obviously a cum pig who barebacks, but what kinda loads have you been giving me, man?" "I'm positive. Obviously I'm healthy and take care of my self but I've never been on meds or had any issues. Of course I ain't even gotta ask about you." "Man believe it or not, I'm just an old school negative not on prep cum dump." Giving me a broad "That's fucking hot," he dressed and left. The next week as we began playing, I took the chance and specifically asking him for his charged load. He never said a word but simply pumped me harder. Just knowing that I had been taking charged up loads from him made me want him to fuck me more and more. The next week I found myself increasingly fucking horny, so in anticipation of my next play session with him, I collected my own cum in a jar for my poz fuck bud to use on my hole. By the time Friday rolled around, and after confirming he would be able to play, I posted some advertisements to see how much cum I could actually get before he arrived. A really cute Mexican guy breed me around noon before my short muscle fucker arrived at 1:30. I had frozen seven of my own cum loads into an ice cube, which he promptly inserted into my pig hole. I was really surprised the cumsicle wasn't more frigid and uncomfortable than it was. But he had an amazing time fucking all of that cum into my ass. When my poz muscle buddy had breed me and left, I checked my BBRT and had an email from a hot older muscle Daddy. He was a road worker and was in my area and asked if I wanted to fuck. "Fuck yeah, I absolutely want your load," I replied as I emailed him my address and phone number, suggesting "Why not cum get a piece just as soon as you can get away from work?" More than an hour passed before he arrived, during which time I had nine loads of cum in my ass, but good lord was it worth it as, no sooner had the muscle Daddy learned of the cum load than he announced he wanted to felch my cummy ass until it was good and oozing cum - before he slid his Daddy dick all the way in, presumably without any effort at all. "Fuck, man, I love fucking a dirty loose whore like you. I wish you were still negative so I could knock you up right now. I'm cycling off my meds and it would be fucking hot to give you my dirty strain up your shit hole." I groaned in ecstasy "I haven't tested poz yet Daddy." Sliding out of my ass, he responded "Wow are you fucking serious right now boy?" "Yeah, Daddy, I'm a cum pig who takes loads. I'm not specifically bug chasing, but then I wasn't doing anything at all to stay negative. Besides, poz Daddy cum up my ass is a huge fetish for me," I explained. "Bend your dirty fuck hole back over then, whore," he demanded. When he slid back in I grunted "Ah, fuck, fuckin' give me that poz Daddy dick!" "No, pig, you know what the fuck you're getting. Call it what it is, boy. You're getting HIV cock right now, fucker. Raw and fully charged right up your shit hole." About three weeks later I was randomly out at a bathhouse and in the lobby was a table providing free test kits. Taking one of the kits, I returned to my room, swabbed my mouth, and played with my dick for a full 20 minutes until my phone alarm went off. The test was finished. I had tested HIV+ sitting alone and naked on a dirty mattress in a bath house, feeling more horny than I had ever been in my entire life. Unfortunately given how tired and tweeked-out most of the guys were, I ended-up jacking off and then going home, getting my dog and walking around Capital Hill all night thinking about how hot it was to actually be a dirty fuck whore.

PART 5 Everything went into overdrive and I felt a surge of lust go through me like I had never experienced. And my was throbbing yes, but my hole was spasming and just felt so, so... hungry. Tom looked down at me, “You like poppers Chris?” “Fuck this is so... oh my god,” was all I could get out. “You should see the way your hole is just going crazy. It looks so sexy convulsing like that," he remarked with a smile. “Please lick it again. I want to feel it so bad. My butt, it’s just, holy shit, I never felt like this before,” I sputtered. My entire focus seemed to be on my hole. I knew my dick was hard, but I didn’t care. I just needed his attention on my hole again. “Chris, I can’t lick it now, I put that lube on and it doesn’t taste that good.” He edged closer to me and handed me the bottle again. I automatically did two deep breaths in each nostril. I was just flying now. And he came in and pointed his rock hard cock, with precum dripping from its head, and slowly began rubbing my exposed hole with his cockhead. And oh fuck it felt good. I ground my ass against his cock, bucking and teasing, but he just teased back. He was so good at it, driving me further and further over the edge. The thought that he didn’t have a condom on registered but he wasn’t fucking me, so I dismissed it immediately. Besides, it felt so fucking good. He seemed to sense when the poppers started to fade and urged me on again. “Three hits, Chris. Three hits in each nostril. Or else, no more hole-rubbing,” he whispered. I wasted no time hitting each nostril with three deep pulls from my new friend, this little brown bottle. He went back to work teasing my hole as I writhed and tried to stay still, when it felt so good that I just wanted more. He was so subtle that I barely felt him increasing the pressure against my hole. And his teasing got more pronounced,as he focused on the center of my hole. Slowly and surely, he increased the pressure and it was now impossible to deny the gentle burrowing of his cock. But it was okay. He wasn’t fucking me. My breath was coming out in sharp gasps by now and it all felt so good. When he said “Four times, Chris. Four big hits on each side. Do it. Do it my sexy little boy,” I immediately complied. And I was already so spun. And those last hits broke my final will. I didn’t even realize it had happened til after it had happened. It was like my body made the decision for me. About thirty seconds after those four hits on each side, with his firm pressure against my hole and his cock already burrowing into my opening, I literally heaved myself up and impaled myself onto his cock. The head popped through my ring and two inches of hard raw shaft followed. He held me firm. I didn’t take anymore cock in me, but he wasnt gonna let me back off either. I half screamed and half moaned. The burn of pain in my ass subsiding already. “There’s my little bottom boy. I knew you’d show yourself. Such a tight hole. A hungry tight hole,” he whispered. And he was now working more of his cock in, pushing me to take it but not trying to hurt me. “Hit the bottle again sexy. Hit those poppers and let that little hole relax,” he murmurred. I know I did hit the poppers over and over,but lost count of how much each time. And by now there was zero denying that he was fucking me. His cock was sliding in and out and he worked it deeper and deeper. Nothing had ever felt this good. Then I remembered he wasn’t wearing a condom. “Tom, what about, what about condoms?” I got out between gasps. “I don’t have any sexy. Besides it feels so good like this. Skin to skin,” was his reply. And it did feel so good. And he was going even deeper and fucking me more aggressively and the poppers... I lost it. “Don’t stop. Don’t stop. Feels so good. So good. Big fucking cock so good,” I babbled. And then he was whispering in my ear, “Your hole is so hungry I can feel it, like you are pulling me inside you. I’m almost balls deep. You know what’s gonna happen when I am buried all the way inside you? I’m gonna cum. Deep up in you. And you are gonna let me aren’t you?” I was grunting and gave no sign of discouragement, but that wasn’t enough. He continued, “ Say it. Say it’s okay for me to cum inside you. I’m not gonna let you have it if you don’t ask for it.” I didn’t even think about it. I was facing a primal need that immediately rendered my decision. “Cum in me, Tom, I want you. Give my your load inside my ass," I managed to get out as he was so close to bottoming out in me. “Oh yeah, fuck yeah, I'm so close so close to filling your hole up with cum. Take it. Take that big dick. Earn that cum load,” he whispered. With a last hit if poppers, I finally blossomed and he sank that last bit into my boy hole. It hurt in that good way that instantly made me want to feel again again. He was delivering short hard strokes with the result he was balls-deep in my ass. "Oh fuck yeah. Gonna give it to you. Gonna fucking cum. Fucking fill you up. Yeah yeah FUCK YEAH, take that fucking load. Take that fucking hot cum. Oh, fuck,” he groaned in a deep voice. “Oh god. Oh god,” was all I could get out. Over and over. In the back of my brain I realized my torso was dripping with cum - a load I had blown, but which I somehow hadn't realized when I was actually cumming. The feeling of my hole being fucked so deeply had overwhelmed my orgasm. My cock hadn’t mattered compared to the ecstasy of my asshole. “Please stay in me,” I whispered. He looked down at me and announced "You are the sexiest boy I have ever fucked. I swear your hole NEEDED dick. And cum. It needed that too didn’t it sexy boy?” A s I started to come down, the alarms went off in my head. Holy fuck, this guy came in me. And it felt like he came a lot too. I had no idea if he was safe or anything. I slowly backed off his cock, which fell out of my hole with a plop. I was losing that fuck high quickly. How could I have lost control like this? Because he was so fucking sexy, I answered myself. And those poppers. It made me feel like I had to have his dick in me. My body needed it so bad it override my brain. I started to back off him and got up on very very shaky legs to find my clothes. I was a little embarrassed now that I had acted slutty and lost control and I had even asked him to cum in me. I asked him too! Apparently Tom could sense my developing freak and reassured me, “ Hey sexy, I know that was a lot at once. I am so happy I met you though. You are so hot. And I would love to do this again and again. It can be our secret, if you want. But I hope you want more. And the look in your eyes says you do.” By now I had my shorts and shirt on. I knew I had to ask. And I was so scared as I quietly asked “Tom, are you... are you safe?” He looked at me and patted the bed to sit down next to him, asking with a slight smile "Safe? What does that mean? Was I gentle not to hurt you? If that’s what you mean, yes. Or do you mean something else?” He was gonna make me say it. "Meaning HIV," came my whispered reply. “Chris, I want you to think about what we just did. Think about how much you liked it. How badly YOU wanted it to happen. How it just got better and better. Like you always dreamed man sex could be. And I have more to show you and more to share. And you will be back. Maybe in a day. Or a week. Or two. But you are gonna come back here for more man sex with me. And it’s going to be raw like now. And you will ask me to cum in you again. You will even beg. And to answer your question, yes I am HIV positive. And yes, you took a huge load of my cum.” His gentle smile never faded. I don’t remember my reply. It was all about getting out at that moment. I am sure I said goodbye as I left as quickly as I could. I stumbled on still rubbery legs to my place, extremely aware of the wetness in my hole and asscrack. His semen was slowly leaking out of me. I shut the door behind me and locked it, made it to my room and fell on my bed. My head was spinning. HIV positive cum was inside my ass. What was I gonna do? And then his speech at the end. As if I'd ever do that again! But as my thoughts continued to unfold for every ten fearful 'Oh fucks!', there was a long thought of the knowledge I had just had sex that was so amazing I didn’t even think it was possible. But there was no way I was ever doing it again. No way.

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Previously... I held my aching jaw, my teeth felt loose, but luckily he hadn’t split my lip. I’m like a fox terrier when cornered and I’ve got a nasty snap of my own, so I looked up at him defiantly and spat out a fucking brilliant retort known to all punched journos… “Can I quote you on that?” He lunged for me. Right so... Simon stepped in and held Tadhg back one-handedly. He may have packed a decent left hook for a southerner, but I guessed the slim pretty boy was no match for the muscular silver fox. Now as ye might remember, I’d recently cast… aspersions on Tadhg and Orson’s marriage in the last big push for gay marriage in the north, where once again Orson’s party’s alliance with other major parties fell apart. I may have used my journalistic cunning to see a fight brewing and get my best no-nonsense photographer Joanne to follow them out back to their car to get a good pic of them fighting. It was a triumph of a front page and had the title “Not all sunshine and rainbows; Gay split in party vote!” using the recently wed couple as a metaphor if you will. No doubt that was a bitter pill for poor Tadhg who I’d only met and flirted with a half hour before. But I was ruthless, and glad to get any dig in at Orson Adams I could get. The fucker’d been against me since we first met in college, constantly giving little digs in the LGBTQ society room about greedy polyamorists not supporting the cause – I being one of a lovely foursome at the time. Anyways, long story short – Orson and I had a beef, and Tadhg got caught in the crossfire. Only thing is Tadhg was the one nursing all the resentment – the only emotion I make out from Orson was pure shock. Mind you, I wasn’t in the best of states myself – my ass cheeks felt like they’d have blisters on them tomorrow, but yet were glowing warmly – I could almost feel I could understand S&M properly for the first time. My sphincter felt sore and warm and I was dreading the fact that I may have been booty bumped just seconds ago by Alan Slater – one of sons of the leading developer families of the north and one of many people with a lot to lose, should I start blabbing. I needed to clear this up, and quick, who knew how long before I was turned into a quivering cum-slut mess or worse – I did not feel safe right now. “Everyone just calm the fuck down for a second” I yelled. I beat a hasty retreat into the other guest bedroom, where Theo and Gavin were smoking a very cozy looking joint, but I hadn’t any time to even think about that. I grabbed my phone while they stood up looking at me and my baboon-arse in concern. “Here you guys, c’mere with me for a sec. The cat’s out of the bag and I gotta explain some things” Back in the hall, the two couples waited. I guess everyone else was giving the area a wide berth. I came back with the lads in tow. Opening up my phone with the M symbol (yeah I guess I really should change that) I went to the videos to look for the video Simon and I’d made – our mutually assured destruction vid where we’re both visible doing drugs and fucking. “Alright guys here’s the thing – I came over here tonight cause I’d a big bag of MDMA at home and Simon was looking for some. When I got here, I didn’t know anything about who was here and what was going on, and while I was upstairs with Simon, he figured out who I was and told me I’d have to either leave or swear myself to secrecy. Since I wanted to stay, he made me make myself vulnerable to losing my job by making a sex vid with him where we’re both doing drugs and we both filmed it and called it our mutually assured destruction. I’m still looking for that video so I can show you, but believe me, it’s equally bad for both me and Simon and neither of us would want anyone having it” To be fair to the six lads they let me say my piece as I looked desperately through my phone, aware of the ticking clock – their patience and whatever the fuck Slater decided to spike me with… Time was running very short. Tadhg impatiently started tapping his foot. “Well come on with it. Where’s this shitty sex-video?” Orson stared at me, still in shock. Slater looked over at me holding the dog-snout in his hand expectantly… Where the fuck was it? I went through all my file systems… I looked at Simon. He was smirking. Oh shit! I looked again down through my phone’s video files. Simon looked at me expectantly. The file wasn’t there! He saw my look of horror, smiled and said “oh come on Mike, where’s the fun in living by the books all safe and shit?” “You Bastard! You said mutually assured destruction!” This was bad. Even if Simon managed to send a still of me snorting a line to my work, I’d be tossed out quicker than a gay kid from a DUP household (sorry – I lean on terrible jokes when I’m terrified). Theo put his hand on my shoulder “What seems to be problem lads?” I couldn’t believe I was in a situation, where my dodgy hot-as-fuck but would-break-your-legs-easily dealer Theo was the centre of calm and stability. It was weird enough that he was still here, although I’m sure he’d been called to many crazy parties. “As I said. Simon knows I write for the papers, so he got me to promise not to reveal anything by filming a sextape with us both doing a line of MDMA and fucking. Only I made sure I filmed it too. And the fucker’s gone and deleted my copy.” Theo looked over at Simon as Gavin passed him back his joint. Taking a long sharp drag, he cocked his head to side and said “Ah here now lad. You gotta play fair” He took another drag out of his joint and walked over to stand right in Simon’s face. “Y’see Belfast is really small”, he blew a huge cloud of weed smoke in Simon’s face, “too small to be stupid cunt. There’s a lot of cunts here, but they’re all sharp as me like, and they all fucking know who you are anyways. You’re the lad who got me Uncle out of the Maze – remember Hoagie Duggan?” Simon stiffened and went pale, “You’re Hoagie’s nephew…” “Too right I am, and you know then about what happened to the stupid cunts who pissed him off.” Simon gulped and nodded. The atmosphere in the room was intense. Only Tadhg who as a southerner could be excused for not knowing that one of the wildest dogs the IRA used to employ back in the Troubles to… believe it or not, clear up drug-dealers from Republican communities in the “Direct Action Against Drugs” hit squads, was Theo’s uncle. Of course it was always said that the squads were just a way of clearing the competition, and Hoagie was known to be the best at it. Back in the nineties rumours constantly circulated of him taking suspected drug-dealers up the Mourne mountains, shooting their kneecaps off and letting them crawl home. It made sense that his family would fill the market gap. Theo allowed the silence to build… as he stood right in front of Simon, calmly staring straight into his eyes. “…so you’d better delete whatever you have on this kid, and don’t let me hear you went back on your word now.” He stepped back and smiled at all four. My head was starting to feel dizzy. Was this really just fucking happening? Or had I just imagined the whole thing while off my tits on LSD or whatever the hell was in my ass? What the hell was in my ass? I looked over to Slater – “Theo, can you ask him what he put in me” and I said this, it was getting harder to focus… The couples all spread out. Oh no, wait that was cause I was getting double vision. The next bit’s a bit choppy, but as Slater laughed and said “ketamine”, Theo grabbed me and pulled me into the master bedroom and through to the en-suite bathroom. Inside was Iain who was once again trying to mount “Hugo” (the giant black dildo) with someone else lying on the ground watching it all - I could just see their legs from where I was propped up. Theo grabbed them both and said “alright, you there, big lad… yeah you on the dildo. Here’s the deal. You’re now in charge of Mike – keep him from going into a K-hole and when he’s a bit more lucid, tell him to get the fuck out this fucked up place. Iain, in his over-muscled clumsiness, stumbled off the dildo and crashed into the wall. Theo rolled his eyes and looked to the other fella. “Oi – you. Wakey wakey.” I heard him slap the lad’s face a little. The guy turned from the pile of muscle that was Iain, to speak with my tatted guardian angel. “Whadya want” the mystery fella asked. “I’m now giving you the trip-sitting duty”. Just take care of Mike here till he can stand up and count to ten ok?” The lad sat up and I could see some of his shoulder now = he was young enough- at this point I felt I was seeing this from behind one of those one-sided mirrors in a police station interrogation room. Nothing felt real about it. “Thanks Theo”, I managed to keep control of myself to say. Theo looked at me and said “I’ll leave Gavin here to keep an eye on ya too lad, but I’ve got to go. You get any flack from any of them you let me know. Now let this fella take care of ya – hey, lad? What’s yer name?” “You can call me Kurk”

Previously... I reached into the cubicle and grasped Padraic’s hand. “I’m here for you now lad, what do you need?” “I need to get more fucked up. After all, Everest has snow right?” I laughed, “I’m right on it!” Right so... I backed out of the room and almost collided with Alan Slater coming in to freshen up. He grabbed me by my dog collar, pulled my snout off and dragged me into a near suffocating kiss, scratching his trimmed beard all against my unshaven face. I’d no time to react to his full-on assault. Looking me dead in the eyes he said “so who’s your master, wee pup?” He tasted of Sven – cum and liquorice. Looking down at my empty tray, he reached under and started stroking my cock. His slim but defined runner's chest fit in all the right places of the harness he was wearing. He looked back at me with a scowl, then clenched his fist tightly round my half-hard cock and spat in my face. “I asked you a question pup! Who’s got your leash?” I could hear a muffled whimper from Padraic and the lads behind me as they continued DP-ing oblivious to the aggressiveness of Slater. Maybe they were as shocked as I was or thought it was a joke or something. Where the fuck did this personality change come from? Last thing I remembered was Slater feeding me his pierced cock downstairs. Was this just a bit more extreme role play, or did I transgress some unwritten pup-slave code? Shit maybe I should’ve researched it a bit more… Well, we were all playing a role here. I nodded and pointed in the direction of the master bedroom. Slater moved his hand to my collar (thank god) and taking the tray in his other hand, he gestured with it out the door, then said “well pup, lead the way!” I started to walk, and got jerked back in a strangle-hold. My fuckin neck! “I said, lead the way…PUP!” I swallowed, the pain and tightness around my throat had heightened all my senses. I felt a Slater’s breath on my neck, and it clicked then –I knew what he wanted. I lowered myself slowly to my hands and knees. I could hear someone else’s sharp intake of breath from the hallway. I started to “walk” out of the bathroom as a dog. Slater let my collar go and then in a short sharp two second “rat-tat” burst, painfully smacked both my pale arse-cheeks. “Good puppy. Gonna have to teach you some manners! Now stop!” I halted, halfway between the bathroom and the upstairs landing. Because of the mask, I couldn’t see too much in my peripheral vision when also in an all-fours position. I more sensed than saw that there were people watching the corridor. Slap! Slap! He smacked me painfully again. My ass-cheeks were tingling now. Slater spoke to the crowd gathering – “now normally I wouldn’t dream to discipline another man’s animal” Slap! Slap! Aw fuck, I whimpered with the sting of those slaps. “But there’s one rule in this place! You don’t fuck another man’s dog, not without his permission” Slap! Slap! Whack!!! Slater was laying into my rosy-red arse with my own snout from my mask. He was literally using my mask’s mouth on my ass… There was something almost poetic about that – or there would be if my ass didn’t feel like it was on fire! Slater shoved me out the bathroom door and closed it behind us, I heard Jay and Karl burst out in peals of nervous laughter… …fuckers! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Fuck! That was four in succession! My ass was white hot in pain! Outside I was about to pull my mask off and tell Slater to go fuck himself, when I saw that some of the fascinated onlookers included the perfect political couple Orson and Tadhg. Fuck me! Slater squatted beside me and grabbed my collar. His rock-hard pierced cock was sticking out from his addicted jockstrap – he was fuckin loving this! Slater continued, “here’s the deal, little pup. You fucked my pup…”, his hand caressed my stinging arse cheeks and then he instantly switched from caressing my burning ass cheek to grabbing it painfully, “I get to fuck you!” I tried to yelp as he gripped my reddened flesh, but his hold on my leather collar was starting to strangle me a bit. I coughed and spluttered as Slater used the collar to guide my mouth over his cock and feed it to me. I didn’t even try not taking it in, unwilling as I was. I was too scared of chipping a tooth. Alan gave me no time to adjust before shoving my head down the length of his cock. I started gagging and wheezing. He shoved it past my gag reflex, his metal ring pushing hard against my drug-dried-up throat. I retched but there was nothing to come up. I couldn’t even vomit with the amount of uppers I was on right now. I kept hearing him say “you’ve (thrust) been (thrust) a very (thrust) bad (thrust) boy (thrust)”. My mouth felt raw, the inside of the mask was wet with snot and tears. “Alan babe, what the fuck are you doing to Dealer Dog?” Simon’s voice. I hadn’t heard the bedroom door open what with all the deepthroating and choking noises. “Is he yours babe? Where’s his leash?” I don’t remember Sandy wearing a leash? Though, now that I think about it, there was a pile of leather stuff beside the couch. Still tho – What the actual fuck? I could barely breathe what with the mask and the cock in me. “Well I guess he’s my property, for tonight at least, what of it?” I heard some rummaging as Simon’s voice got distant for a second and then came back again. I then felt a click on my collar and Slater pulled his cock out of my mouth and stood up. I could breathe again. “Thanks Simon. I’ve told you this so many times dear, if you’ve a pup, you need to train em hard – they’re not just for sex parties or Christmas. This one was sniffing around where he didn’t belong” He pulled the now-connected leash and dragged me further into the hall. My red rosy arse cheeks were up in the air for everyone to see. Slap! Slap! Even rosier now! “Love, I saw it on the security system. You mean to tell me that him fucking you and the bartender and Alexander, wasn’t welcome?” “Hun, you know I prefer you to call him by his pup-name tonight. It’s Sandy. And yes it was fun, but he should have asked, I barely got a word out of him before he was dick deep in the lad.” Slap! Slap! Fuck – he was really walloping my cheeks with that dog snout. Thank fuck then that Simon was gonna defend me. Still on all fours, I felt, more than saw, him come over, but looked up to see the silver fox… pull Alan Slater in for a snog? Uh oh… Simon broke off the kiss and started, “love, I know you have a very strict code of what pups can do and I think…. You’re right. That was totally improper behaviour. I told him before, if he dishes it, he should be able to take it. What can he do to make it up to you? How many spanks does he owe you still?” Wait what was going on here? I thought Sandy was Slater’s fella? But Simon and Slater seemed awfully close and not just sexually – there was an easy rhythm to their speech, like they were… boyfriends? “Darlin, this one has offended me.” Slap! Whack! That duo hit the edges of my leather chaps – the stinging was intense in the difference between my protected and unprotected skin. “He needs proper training. In the red room” My mind raced as I stared at the hardwood floors. Red room? I think that was the colour of the first bedroom – where the dom eastern European lad was fisting that other silver daddy type? “Mircko and Lee are still in there I think” Slap! Slap! Fuck – that sting hit the original slap-spot in the middle of both cheeks. Orson would tell me later they’d both turned bright red at this point. Slater finished his spanking with a painful yank of my leash in the direction of the guest bedroom “Good then, two perfect lads to help me train this lad” Simon asked “what do you have in mind?” Slater reached down and grabbed my ass with one hand, reaching in his middle finger to my pucker, roughly pressing against it. The sensation was intense, but not all unpleasant – really heightened and sensitive – like your bell-end after cumming. He shoved a lubed but still gritty finger, one knuckle, then the second knuckle, deep in me. “Oh maybe some stretching exercises, a sling gangbang. He’s very tight. I wonder how long it’d take to make that rosebud blossom?” WTF? This was not ok. I grunted and tried to pull away. He rammed his finger deeper. My guts felt raw. There was a burning sensation deep in my hole. He pulled his finger out. Slap! Slap! Aw fuck – the sensitivity of that was making white spots appear on the edge of my vision! As my vision normalised, I made up my mind. I may be a lot of things, but noone could ever call me naïve. I’ve seen a couple of fisting flicks in my time, and I know what a blossom is. And there is no way in hell that I was gonna get one of those – I was still barely getting fucked, and Simon knew this… I yanked back against Slater’s pull “Now Alan, this one is a special case. Doesn’t like being fucked” “A pup that doesn’t take direction, ah darlin, is this a special birthday present?” Simon chuckled and added “well you can try all you want but I couldn’t keep my dick in it for more than five seconds”. Slater tugged on me again, “well he seems to be good at getting other unwilling lads to bottom, so let’s see what I can do?” Oh fuck – did he know I booty bumped Sven? There was no way I was gonna let myself be tied to a sling and drug fucked out of it till I wake up in an emergency ward – like ugly Eoghan. Fuck that! And what the fuck did he do to my asshole, it felt as raw as the rest of my ass. No way was I gonna be their guinea pig for some crazy fisting toys or who knows what kinda drug in the “red room”. I may be naïve, but I also knew that BDSM relationships were not about force – this was something else. He fuckin knew about me – someone must’ve told him. I needed to get out of this. I stood up and reached for my mask. Simon snapped at me “Dealer-dog, what are you doing?” “Simon I did not sign up for this”. I unsnapped the first buttons. “Deale… Mike, I’d like you to keep it on”. Slater interjected. “Love have I taught you nothing? Don’t request, demand! Dealer dog – Don’t take that thing off your face!” I pulled off the mask, wiped the sweat and gunk from my eyes, looked Slater dead in the eyes and replied, loud enough for all in the hall to hear, “you can call me by my name. You obviously know it”. A new voice entered the fray “It’s Mike; Mike McAllister, Irish Sun journalist.” I looked over to see Tadhg staring angrily at me, his bright blues eyes flashing, while beside him Orson’s mouth dropped in recognition. He continued bitterly, looking past me at Simon, “I told Alan. We’ve a fucking sneak in our midst. A scumbag paparazzo. Don’t trust a fucking word he says” “So what are you gonna do Tadhg? Are you and Slater gonna rape me? Is that what’s happening now? Cause I didn’t come here to write a story, you can ask Simon. But it sounds like you’re giving me another scoop” With that, he pulled back his hand, and the next part for me, happened in slow motion. He slowly formed a fist and next thing, stars! He’d clocked me, right in the jaw. “I guess we’re not all sunshine and rainbows eh?” I held my aching jaw, my teeth felt loose, but luckily he hadn’t split my lip. I’m like a fox terrier when cornered and I’ve got a nasty snap of my own, so I looked up at him defiantly and spat out a fucking brilliant retort known to all punched journos… “Can I quote you on that?” He lunged for me.

There was no more pain, I was moaning n wiggling my cock hungry fuckhole on his rod, moaning n begging him to fuck me. The combination of Jon's dick buried in my ass, all the dicks surrounding me n hands all over me had me in heaven, I started sucking the 1st dick I saw n !jacking any cock my hand found. Oh yeah! Jon said, u are a nasty lil cock crazed, cum thirsty lil slut who's about to get what uve been begging for all night. He pulled out, I whimpered wanting that dick back where it belonged, begging, please stick ur dick back in me! I was looking in the camera, the crowd erupted in applause as he drove that dick in my cock starved pussy balls deep n I yelled out loud, as he folded me in half as far as he could go. He bottomed out n our lips were an inch apart as he looked deep in my eyes n said, yeah I knew what u wanted the is cock all night, n teased all us all. Now ur going to be our lil whore, who craves cock, cum n to get high. He was punctuating each word long dicking me, making me moan loud as he slammed it balls deep. Erik who's dick was in my face, said, that's what u want isn't it? To be used by as many guys as u can as our cumthirsty cumdump, we watched u suck those 2 in the be n moan like a whore when they fed u their loads. We coulda whored u out there but we were asked to leave cuz u caused a line up in there wanting all cummers. Here, we can have ur slutty ass naked, high AF n getting as loud as uwant cuz its sound proof here. I couldn't take anymore as I was a moaning, cock hungry manslut as I was getting what I wanted n seeing n hearing it on the big screen me being skerered from both ends, moaning muffled by Erik's thick cock filling my throat as a hungrily sucked it as Jon was now pounding me so deep n hard I sucked the dick harder n faster n jacking the dicks in my hands faster. Omg I'm gonna feed u more cum but I want the camera to catch u open wide n swallow it all like the cumslut u are! The camera guy did it where I watched as I pumped n licked erik s dick like crazy. I never wanted cum more than when I watched on screen as I drained every drop of his massive load into my hungry mouth. The guys went wild as I drained his balls into my cum starved mouth n throat. As I was doing that Jon was so turned on when I finished w Erik's load, he said, damn he's even more cum hungry now, u want mine too? I said no, I want to feel that hot load breeding me! I love it, then getting it ate out of my ass n shared in a deep kiss. That's when he proceeded to really pound me, rubbing my prostate n making me scream n beg him to tear my tweeking ass up! He then grabbed my shoulders n slammed me into his thrusts. I was a moaning, dirty lil fag as I said I want all the cock n cum in me! Jon kissed me deep as he had me quaking, my toes in perma curl n wanting more dick to suck dry. Just then one of the dicks I was pumping moaned he had another huge load for the cum craving lil fag. I went crazy again as I watched me milking his dick dry as the cum splashed down my throat.

Part 2 We got to their house, followed by 3 more carloads of guys. It seems you've gained a following, our parties are real popular but there's more than usual. We went inside n down to the basement, there were slings, a huge big screen TV w a bunch of pillows on the floor. We got higher, I was spun majorly as the room filled up w guys. Taylor put in a DVD n the newsman was replaced w a mass of naked men sucking n fucking n moaning. My eyes were glued to the screen when I felt my clothes being stripped n hands on my body. Taylor n Jon were all over me, I was being groped by everybody, booty bumps shoved in my ass n I was about to lose control. Taylor whispered, ur ass is ours, we all want a piece of u.

The pig will out - part 2 When I got home, I panicked about what I'd done and the fact that I had unprotected sex with strangers I couldn't even see. I swore to keep away from that place and for a couple of weeks I was a good boy. I was very stressed in case I came down with the fuck 'flu, but after a couple of weeks it kinda receded into the background, and I found myself really horny and felt the need for sex really bad. One night, almost without thinking, I found myself in the car next to the playing field, almost as if my body needed to breed and was taking over my rational mind, even as my rational mind was saying 'Oh, you've done it once and everything is okay. You can do it again and get away with it.' I got out of the car and went over to the old public toilet. It seemed pretty quiet, but when I stepped inside it was full of bodies, and the darkness was full of the smells of sweat, piss and spunk. Immediately, hands reached for my body, grabbing the bulge in my jeans and pulling at my belt. Dry, urgent whispered voices, surrounded me as guys pulled off my tee shirt and dragged my trousers and underwear down. "Fuck, yeah, nice body," someone breathed. "Gonna get fucked tonight, boy?" whispered another, as a wet mouth engulfed my cock. I stepped out of my clothing and stood naked in the darkness, which seemed to excite the crowd of men around me, who jostled each other to suck my cock, explore my arse, and plunge their tongues into my mouth. Poppers were thrust under my nose, and in the chemical rush, two thoughts crossed my mind, first, that the guys were barely men, they were more like demons in the darkness, wanting to spread their seed and damning anyone who came into their clutches, and second, how incredibly excited I was at the extent of my depravity. "Get 'im bent over!" someone said with an evil chuckle, "Fuck the bitch." I was pulled firmly into the rear of the toilet and shoved into a cubicle. I couldn't see virtually anything, but apparently a man was already sitting on the pan and I positioned so his fat, stiffening cock was against my mouth. I felt his fingers separate my lips, and his cock slid into my mouth. Eager fingers were spreading my arse and I felt the familiar cold, slippery lube being applied. The man seated on the pan bent low and stuck a bottle of poppers under my nose, hissing "Well now, what have we here? Dirty little bitch," adding a laugh that sounded like dry leaves on a pavement. I felt hands holding me open and then the first cock began to force itself into me, the head widening my hole, and then slipping into me with a rush. I groaned as I was fucked, holding onto the thighs of the man sitting before me, while I greedily sucked on his cock. Then I heard the man in my arse grunting, and felt his cock throb as he came. He withdrew his cock roughly, and someone else's rough finger was thrust into me, who briefly explored my hole, and then excitedly asked "Oh yeah, he's wet. Who's next?" A thick, slimey cock slid up me, and a huge belly rested on my back as a fat troll got in the saddle and began to fuck my arse. After two or three minutes, his thrusts became more urgent, and then he pushed hard against me and groaned loudly as he shot his spunk into my dripping hole. Suddenly, a lighter flared as the man seated on the toilet lit a cigarette, even as I kept sucking his cock. I managed to catch a glimpse of his thin, wasted face, his sunken cheeks and the sores around the mouth. The man's eyes, however, were his most striking feature. They seemed to suggest they were as old as time and utterly pitiless in the intensity with which he bored into my soul. "Welcome to the brotherhood," he grinned, as his cock began to spurt in my mouth, adding "Dirty seed for a dirty boy!" I knew then I was lost forever....

I Love My Daddy Bear I love my Daddy bear! Here’s how I met him: I had broken up with my last dad after yet another abusive relationship. I went to a local bareback party so I could at least have some sex after being alone for quite some time. I was bent over a railing, one of a group of bottoms, and the tops were going down the line, trying us on, and if they liked one, they’d take him over to the sling or a mat on the floor. So I felt lots of cocks slide into my hole and fuck me a little, then they would pull out and a little later another would slide in. Usually I couldn’t turn around enough to get a good look at the men that were fucking me and the other guys around me. I felt this nice thick piece of meat plug me and fuck me for a while, and he said “Nice hole!” and pulled out and slipped into the guy on my right. As I was going to look up to see what he looked like, a rough top got me by the neck and pushed me down and began to ram his cock up my ass. Fortunately that didn’t last long, as he went on to abuse the man next to me. After that I stood up and went to the john to piss. Then I saw the sling was open, so I climbed in to see what I could get. Again I had an assortment of men fuck my ass, mostly small dick tops that thought they were good fuckers, but they really were not, though I would never tell them that. I urged them on, deeper, harder, but I was really getting the dregs of the party and was about to get out of the sling and give up and go home. Then this distinguished looking polar bear Daddy with a big white beard strode up to me and slid a very thick cock up my well-greased chute and said “You’re that nice hole from over there,” pointing to where I had been bent over. I was in that state of relishing a wonderful sexual experience, so I could barely speak, but I nodded yes, and he began to fuck me good. I’ve had good fuckers but mostly bad, and when you have mostly bad you really know a good one. This was a good fucker because he wasn’t just getting his rocks off in my ass; he was watching my face and smiling when he saw from my face that he was hitting a good place. And he wasn’t just ramming his shaft into my hole, he was just barely penetrating me several times and then sliding all the way home, full shaft, and holding it there just long enough to see me inhale and grab his cock with my ass muscles. This was not a fuck; this was having sex. “You do have a nice hole, Son, and you’re a good fuck!” “Sir, make it better for both of us, breed my ass!” He pulled me up tight against him and grabbed one of my hands in each of his and put them on his nips. “Work my nips, Son, and I’ll plow your ass open!” I worked his nips and it was like I had flipped a switch. He began fucking me hard enough to breed ass. I couldn’t help but gasp “OH GOD!” and that got attention, and soon a small crowd was watching this man fuck my ass. If I would slack off his nips, he would slack off the fuck, and if I would pinch, he would plow me open. When I thought I couldn’t take this pounding any longer I pinched so hard I thought I must be hurting him, and that was when I felt his shaft get even thicker and hotter inside my ass. I bit down on him as best I could, and I swear I felt every spasm when he let loose a stream of hot jizz in my ass. “Holy shit, I’m cumming!” he shouted, but I already knew that. “Breed his ass, show that boy what a real man feels like, fuck that cumhole!” all the men around us were shouting. He really pounded his load far up my hole before he finally stopped and held position with me almost vertical in sling. Sweat was dripping off his nose into his beard. “Nice job, good fuck, great work!” the men were saying. He was staring me right in the eye; it was almost scary. Then he backed me down and gently pulled out and I heard cum hit the floor under the sling. He helped me out of the sling and while I was trying to get my breath and see if I could still walk, he said “let’s go take a shower, Son”, and he took my hand and led me over to the showers. The shower sure felt good after all that sex. I was letting the spray hit me full in the face when I felt his arms around me and his cock probing at my hole. I bent slightly and let him back into my ass, and he kissed the back of my neck and worked my nips while he fucked me standing up. “Want to clean that cum out of your ass?” he asked me. I had no idea what he meant, but I said “Sure!” Then I felt a very warm feeling inside and realized he was giving me a piss enema to clean out my ass. When I felt him stop, he said, “When I pull out you walk over to the commode and sit down and let it out, and then come back here to rinse it off”. I tried to keep my ass together, but there was no way, I had been fucked open first and then had that big cock up my ass again, so I dribbled piss and cum all the way to the stall where I sat down and let it all out. I didn’t bother wiping, as I was going right back to the shower. I joined Daddy bear there and he kissed me under the shower, and it was just wonderful, one of those scenes you see on TV where you meet your true love. He washed my ass clean for me, and played with it, shoving his fingers up it to be sure it was clean. We went back to the lockers and I was hoping he would ask, and he did. “Would you like to come home with me tonight?” I think he could see the answer in my smile. “I’d like that very much, Daddy.” “My name is Jerry, but in private you can call me Daddy.” “I’m Alan, but I’d like to be son or boy to you.” “Exactly,” he said. I followed him home in my car. When we got to his place we took up where we left off. He likes to kiss and make out as much as I do, so we made up for what we had missed at the bareback party and spent a long time kissing before I even wrapped my lips around his dick. I consider myself an expert cocksucker, and he told me I was, and I was relishing every inch of that nice thick cock. I don’t like the long thin ones in my mouth or ass, as they hurt, and the real thick ones are also difficult in each end. This one was thick, but just the perfect length to fit in my mouth, and I knew already how it fit in my ass. I think we tried every position that night. We were making out and he rolled me over while we were kissing and I wrapped my legs around his hips, and his cock found my hole without having to show it the way. I think I like that position the best, so you can kiss while you feel that big tool inside you, stroking, working up to a big fuck. I also like sitting on it, cause you can kiss that way, but in either position we would get to the point where the fuck takes over and he would have to roll me onto my tummy and mount me. I so enjoy the weight of a man on top of me, such pleasant warmth. And with Daddy, that weight just pushes his dick in deeper. I lost track of time that night and don’t remember how I fell asleep, but I was awakened by a dick probing for my hole. I realized then that Daddy had his arms around me and his dick was interested, so I opened up my ass a little, and he slid home. I believe I had a load or two of his cum still in me at that point. He fucked me until we both fell asleep in that embrace. I woke with bright sunlight peeking in around the curtains, when his cock again wanted back in, so I again opened up, and this time he was really awake, and shortly he rolled me over and mounted me, and gave me another wonderful fuck. He was not rough; he just needed to get his rocks off, and I can’t lie and say I didn’t enjoy taking his load. It didn’t take long, after all that fucking last night, and after he planted his load and his cock deflated, he pulled me on top of him and we kissed and made out till my dick was about to explode. Again he rolled me over, but this time it was to suck my cock. He’s good at it, too, and I was so turned on it didn’t take long for me to blow, and he swallowed it all and let my cock deflate in his mouth. He didn’t keep sucking like some men do, which hurts, but just gently let it release the very last drops and then tongued the slit till I was totally drained. We lay there in the afterglow of more great sex, till I finally had to tell him I had to piss. He did, too, so we went in and both emptied our bladders together and then showered together, with him cleaning my ass for me. Then it was breakfast time, and he made me steak and eggs. I told him I could cook, but he insisted, and it was very good. We did a lot of handholding and kissing while we ate. I had a hope about where this was going. After breakfast he took me on a tour of the house, including the dungeon downstairs. I had never seen a St. Andrew’s cross, so he demonstrated it with me as the subject, and I’ve never done any of the things he introduced me to. I couldn’t imagine being restrained while being flogged, but he showed me how soft the flogger was and how it could be used without leaving marks. I was just beginning to discover that light pain could be a pleasant thing. Then he invited me to take a ride in his sling, complete with springs, so the sling moved easily with you. And there were mirrors on the ceiling and walls so I could watch myself get fucked, like I was in a porn movie. Then he lit a cigar, which I discovered is one of his great pleasures, and he showed me how he enjoys smoking as well as using the cherry of the cigar on his bottom’s body. I had never been into CBT, so again this was all new to me. He was just demonstrating and not really hurting me, yet, but he sure was having fun. Since he was fucking me to demonstrate, he decided to give me a good ride, and it was every bit as good as it was at the bareback party, plus the smell of his cigar, which got awfully close to my face when he bent over to breed my ass. When he pulled out he also pulled out a little shit, and I was embarrassed because I had not cleaned out, but he said, “When you fuck a shithole, sometimes you get a little shit, get over it!” He had a puppy pad under the sling that caught it, and he just folded that up and put it in the covered trashcan he kept there for just such reasons. After this we had to take another shower, and you know what that was like; my ass was cleaned out with piss again. He suggested a nap before lunch, and it didn’t take much talking to get me in his bed again. He is just so damn much fun to be with and such and good kisser and hugger. We fell asleep with his arms around me, and I was so happy. Guess what he wanted to do when we woke up? That man is a fucking animal, and that’s one of the things I love about him. His cock just feels so right when it is buried in my ass. I know we are meant for one another. Lunch was BLT sandwiches, and it was over lunch that we got serious. Luckily it was he that suggested I move in with him, and as soon as I could arrange it, I did. I have never been so happy. When he comes home from work I greet him with a cigar, and as he lights up, I unzip his pants and make oral love to that magnificent piece of meat, as it comes to life in my mouth. If it has been a hard day, he will tell me to bend over the arm of the chair and he will penetrate my cleaned out ass (I learned early on to be ready when he comes home) and use me for our pleasure. If he has had a good day, he will just enjoy a blow job and then pull me up and give me a smoky kiss and tell me to relax. I’ll sit beside him on the couch and he’ll rest his arm on my leg. After supper we will watch TV or read until time for bed, unless he is in a real playful mood, in which case we will go downstairs and explore some facet of physical pleasure that we have not yet tried. If not, when we go to bed, it is a rare night that he is tired and just goes to sleep with his arm around me. Usually I will suck him up and we will try all the various positions until he breeds me and I get to sleep with his jizz in my hole. I do have to wash the sheets a lot, but it is worth it. And at times he invites friends over to play downstairs. Sometimes it will be a couple, or sometimes a larger group. He always has to show off what a great bottom I am first, as he likes to start and end every play session with his dick in my ass. I couldn’t ask for more. Every friend of his that has taken me has been enjoyable, but it’s not the same. Some of his daddy friends are great fuckers, but I still prefer his cock. And the boys I chat with are so jealous. Some of them are versatile, and I can be when I have to, and we will play together while the dads chat and compare notes. I am very fortunate to be in this position. And my position is under my Daddy, whenever he wants me, which is often. And that’s just how I like it. I have never felt a man inside me that fits so well or feels so right. And he loves to kiss and make out, so it’s not just sex, it is love that includes sex. Now that I know what turns him on and he knows what I like, we fulfill each other’s needs so well. The other boys tell me that they see it when we are fucking in front of them. They have sex with their daddies, and some of them love their daddies, but some are just along for the ride. It’s a great ride I am on, and I love it and him. I hope it lasts as long as possible. I love my Daddy bear! Jerry Prince RawTopDad@aol.com August 2, 2011