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Continued from: On the Thursday I got a text from Paul to ask if he could see me for an hour. We met on Rhyl promenade and he took me back to his house. He explained that I should be shaved for tomorrow night as some guys liked that. He also said they would probably be filming me and asked if I minded. I actually loved the thought of this being filmed so I told him I'd love it. He asked if I minded it being passed around to other guys after, and I said no -- the thought of guys wanking off as they watched me get used was a massive turn on! Within about 15 minutes he had shaved my pubes and used a cream to get rid of any hairs around my cock, balls and ass. He said I now looked young and hot! I asked how many men and he said he didn't know. Lots said they would come but never show on the night. He also gave me something to wear -- a tiny pair of shorts. I tried them on and they were so slutty, whore! Silky, skin tight, ridiculously short. He said I had to wear them tomorrow and that I should come out the hotel in them -- he allowed me a pair of sandals too! I took them off and stood naked in front of him. He said oh fuck and turned me round and threw me on the sofa. He was about to fuck me but stopped and said I should rest my ass for tomorrow. I turned around and gave him a loving blowjob, this time I really tasted the spunk as he came in my mouth. He then told me to give myself an enema at the hotel On the Friday morning before he picked me up. This was no problem as I had en-suite in my room. I said I could do that. I got dressed put the shorts in my pocket and he dropped me off at the hotel. It was Friday 11pm. My parents had gone to bed and I was sat in my room waiting. Paul texted me and said he'd be there in 15 minutes. I put the shorts on and crept out. As I left the hotel 2 guests came in. God what did they think. A boy dressed in a tiny pair of shorts, leaving the hotel at this time of night. !! A boy they'd seen all holiday with his parents! Oh well -- no turning back now. Paul flashed his car lights and I got in. He smiled approvingly and squeezed my cock. OK- lets get going. I soon realised we weren't going to Paul's house and looked at him. He explained his house was too small -- we had to go to a friend's house instead -- he said his name was Aubrey. I knew him -- he was the manager of the theatre there. A guy in his 50's, swept back hair -- looked a bit of a dirty old man. I asked again how many guys?? Paul smiled and said you'll see!! We arrived at Aubrey's house a large detached old house about 20 minutes outside Rhyl. Immediately I noticed how many cars were parked on his large driveway. At least 10 cars I counted as Paul and I walked to the door. Aubrey let us in and said I looked better in the flesh than on video! So they'd been showing me off then! We went inside and Aubrey took us to a doorway at the back of the house. It opened and I stood in shock!!!! The room was huge -- as big as 4 normal sized living rooms, but it was still a tight fit. Looking back at me were what must have been 50 men! Fucking hell !!!! I thought 10 -- 12 maybe -- I could handle that -- but Christ!!! Oh god -- I couldn't take on 50 in one night. I said to Paul there must be 50 men here!!!! He said 53 actually -- might be some more later too. I asked him who these guys were and he told me friends of friends, and Aubrey had an awful lot of contacts. He was an Entertainment Agent and knew loads of showbiz guys. He also handled male strippers, and there were 4 of them here. I looked around the room and felt like a rabbit surrounded by hungry wolves. Every guy was looking at me -- almost drooling! I looked on a wall and a huge TV screen was showing some very nasty porn -- young men being abused by older guys, again all homemade stuff. A small stage was in the top half of the room, and there was a bench like device on it and a sort of hammock held by metal chains. Paul pulled me close and said I might not see much of you tonight, but I want you to perform for me. I want you to please me. Aubrey came over with a can of cider and 6 blue tablets. He told me to swallow them with the cider. I asked what they were and he said swallow and I'll tell you. I did what I was told and he told me they were Viagra. It would make sure I stayed horny through the night. My cock was already hard against my tummy and I didn't think I needed them. He also said there was something in the cider to relax me -- someone said it was probably "k" -- but I didn't know what that meant -- Paul told me it would make it easier to take the cocks, so that seemed fine. Aubrey pulled me to him and we kissed deeply. His hands were all over me and Paul started pulling down my shorts. I was then naked in front of 53 men. A 18 year old boy, looking innocent, completely at their mercy. Aubrey broke loose and called for the strippers. 4 men came over, 2 black, 2 white. Each one built like rugby players. They clearly worked hard on their bodies. They were all over 6ft tall, with arms thicker than my legs, and thighs thicker than my body. They were all around 25-30 and fucking gorgeous! They wore posing pouches that barely hid the cocks inside. Aubrey explained that I would take on all 4 guys as the start of the evening's entertainment My cock had gone so ridiculously hard, and the Viagra hadn't even kicked in yet. Paul lit a joint and passed it to me. I took 3 long draws and gave myself to these 4 men. I was led to the stage. I was pushed to my knees and surrounded by the 4 men. They pulled away their pouches and revealed 4 monster cocks. I mean huge! I doubt one of them was less than 10 inches, and one black guy was known as "footlong". I could see why! I started my evening's work. I took turns sucking and wanking them, struggling to get my mouth and hand around them. Aubrey announced to everyone that I was a Virgin (LIAR!) and that I was there to please everyone in every way possible. The crowd of men really looked ready to eat me. The testosterone was almost visible! Meanwhile, I was on my knees, trying desperately to entertain 4 huge male strippers. My cock was harder than it had ever been -- almost painful -- and I was on the verge of cumming without even touching it. Aubrey seemed to know this and I was helped onto the swinging hammock. As I was laid into it he produced a sort of leather strap that was tied around my cock and balls and then clipped shut. I looked at him and he said with a dirty evil grin "That's to stop you cumming". The hammock was swinging and the two white guys stood at each end. I gripped the chains by my hands and leant my head back. This was gonna be like my first dp. As I leaned back the white guy's cock came into view. It was as big as "30" from my previous party. The guy at the other end was ramming 2 fingers inside my boy cunt. I felt no pain. The drugs had seen to that. I just felt immense pleasure as he finger fucked me. The guy at my mouth was swinging the hammock and making me take more and more of his cock with each swing. He kept some of it in my mouth each time so it didn't pop out. He was REALLY hard and it would have sprung up to his belly otherwise. I think there was a lot of drugs around that night. The guy frigging my bum had now got 3 fingers in my and was thrashing them in and out at manic speed. I knew I wanted to cum but I physically couldn't -- all I did was feel more and more horny. The Viagra and weed had really kicked in by now and I felt so seriously sexy that I wanted to take every one of those guys on and let them do whatever filthy perverted kinky act they wanted on me. Finally the finger fucker pulled them out, and literally threw 10 inches of thick hard white cock inside my body. I hardly made a noise, just a very satisfied groan. For 10 minutes I was swung back and forth between 20 inches of cock in a dreamlike blissful state. They were obviously trying to make me suffer but I was in heaven. I'd instinctively mastered deep throating and my bum really did seem to naturally accept cock Eventually the two guys couldn't hold back any longer and two cocks spurted two massive loads of cum inside my body. I swallowed the mouthful easily and my ass seemed to suck up the huge dump of cum that spewed inside it. They looked disappointed as they stepped down, but the 2 black guys who replaced them were serious cocks. Footlong was at my ass and his mate who wasn't far behind was at my face. No preparation for these guys, they just thrust their weapons into my 2 hungry gaping holes. Again I took the cock in my ass easily -- I really don't know how I could have done this, except for all the training I did was I was younger, and the drugs helped. The guy at my mouth though had other ideas. My wrists and ankles had been handcuffed to the chains so I was just a helpless body unable to move or escape. This guy then started slowwwwwly pushing his cock down my throat. So slow that I couldn't take my breaths. I was panicking, but he just kept pushing it deeper. Then he was buried fully in my throat. His pubes against my face. He held it there, I wanted to get up and escape but I had no chance. I could hear the guys cheering as they watched this monster cock buried deep in my throat, while footlong fucked me like an animal. Eventually the guy in my throat withdrew and I gasped, my face getting covered in thick white goo from my throat. This was repeated several times, almost choking me, but withdrawing just in time. Footlong was screaming at me telling me I should be crying in pain with his cock, and I just looked up to him and smiled and said, "deeper, harder big boy".. He said "you'll regret that"!!!, and he started pummelling my ass and slapping my belly and nipples. Eventually he couldn't hold back and what felt like a gallon of black man cum shot inside my ass. The other guy obviously wanted my ass to, so he replaced him and fucked me for 5 minutes till he came too. I was swinging in this hammock, grinning blissfully, cum dripping from my bum and my face covered in white goo. But the evening hadn't even started yet! I think my performance had warmed the crowd up perfectly. A camera aimed at the stage was displaying everything on the huge screen on the side wall. My poor cock was straining to cum, but the leather band stopped it. Another spliff was produced and I inhaled deeply, sucking in the sweet taste and feeling it hit my head almost immediately. Someone threw two more Viagra down my throat and 3 E's. God they were getting me seriously fucked up. I was taken down from the hammock and strapped onto the bench. This was designed to make the "victim" have his bum pushed high into the air at the perfect level for a guy to fuck him. Aubrey said I would be strapped down on it for 2 hours minimum and be fucked by as many men as possible during that time. As the handcuffs were attached and the metal bat that spread my legs was fitted, I found myself almost spread-eagled on a leather bench, my cock rubbing against the rough leather and my bum stuck high in the air. Me first I think said Aubrey and he drove his cock inside me. All the time as he fucked me my cock rubbed against the leather, stimulating it, and teasing it. I really needed to cum but still couldn't. The e's took effect and I genuinely felt I loved everyone one of those men in the room, even though all I was to them was some pretty little boy to abuse. Aubrey fucked me well enough for an old man and came inside me. I could hear conversations between the guys about whether they'd go bareback or use a condom, most said bareback. A bowl had been placed below my bum to catch the cum that was oozing out of my bum. After Aubrey I lost track of who fucked me. I didn't know them anyway. Didn't know their names, and never would.!! They were just cocks to fuck me and I loved it. As I lay there, strapped down for 2 hours, I knew this was what I wanted- I loved being used like this. Cock after cock came in me -- each one I fell in love with -- I genuinely loved every man who came in me. I was having "mind cums"-cumdump where I felt I was cumming, even though I really wasn't. The bowl was getting fuller, as the guys replaced each other. Hardly anyone spoke. Maybe they felt guilty about using a boy like this, maybe they wanted to concentrate -- I don't know. I just know that after 2 hours I had managed to take 40 cocks. There will still more who needed me, so Aubrey asked if I would mind staying there for the rest. There were actually another 15 guys who needed me. Of the 53 guys originally, I'd taken the 4 strippers, and 40 on the bench, and 6 more guys had shown up during my show. About an hour later all 59 men there had fucked me -- the white stripper who had cum in my mouth originally finished the show. 59 men!! Some had used condoms but only a few -- maybe 6 -- and anyway they had emptied their loads into the bowl, which now was looking very full. I collapsed on the bench, but found myself being untied. I squatted overt the bowl and shatted out the rest of the cum. A few streaks of red were in it, but that was understandable, my arse had been fucked constantly for almost 4 hours now, so some blood was expected. Two guys dragged me to the front of the stage and stuck a funnel in my mouth. The bowl was lifted and the contents poured down into the funnel. I tilted my head back and swallowed the thick white spunk. The audience cheered as I swallowed the last drop. Aubrey said I could have half an hour break. Some guys left at this point and I found Paul and snuggled up to him. He unlocked the leather grip on my cock and balls, caressed my cock gently. I had scraped it quite badly against the leather and Paul said that will hurt in the morning. I kissed him and said a lot of me will hurt in the morning. We smoked a spliff together, and he gave me another laced drink. He looked at me and said -- you realise it will get pretty kinky now? I thought 59 men gang banging a boy was kinky, but he looked VERY serious. Before he could say more Aubrey grabbed me and dragged me back on stage where a paddling pool had appeared. I knew what this meant -- mass golden showers. Sure enough I was surrounded by guys and pissed on. As I opened my mouth to swallow. Aubrey said "where the fuck is the leather grip?" He sounded furious. He knew I would be able to cum and he really wasn't going to let that happen. Paul gave it to him and Aubrey told the guys to stop pissing as he re-applied the thing to me. Aubrey looked furious at me. "You fucking faggot bitch -- thought you could get away with that did you?" and he slapped me hard across the face. There were a few cries of "Yeahhhh" as they clearly enjoyed him slap me. So he slapped me again, and again. "get him back on the bench" said Aubrey. I was lifted up and tied down again, this time face up, my arms pulled back behind me. Aubrey appeared with what I discovered was a riding crop. He threw another to Paul and another to Uncle Joey, and one more to some guy -- turns out he was a headmaster Aubrey spoke "Paul, Joey -- take his chest and belly- We'll look after his cock and balls" Oh my god -- they were going to whip me with riding crops! That's why Paul had filled me full of drugs -- to help me! Oh thank you Paul -- I looked lovingly up at him as he brought his crop down hard on my belly. Joey did the same on my right nipple. Paul looked magnificent -- stark naked, his cock hard in his left hand and a whip in his right, wanking as he whipped me. Aubrey and his friend brought their weapons down on my cock and balls. I screamed and screamed. I looked up at Paul. He was whipping me hard too now. All 4 of them whipped me for 5 minutes until by body was red. I was then flipped over and tied down again. This time the 4 of them whipped my bum. Aubrey came around to my face and spat in my mouth -- he looked really evil. You probably won't ever get out of here" he said -- and I believed him!!

Part 2 I’d watched my son, Ben and his boyfriend Jeremy, all night and I’d stayed rock hard. Ben couldn’t get enough cock and it looked like his boyfriend didn’t satisfy him because there were so many videos of him with strangers of all ages. I particularly liked a regular muscle couple in their mid-thirties who, besides being ripped and pierced, had bio-hazard tattoos and big fat dicks. They were very adept at ravaging my young sons’ cunt and mouth in equal measure. Ben couldn’t get enough and enjoyed swallowing load after load from them, felchin it from one bf’s cunt or having it licked out of his so he could have it fed back to him. Piss chasers, fists and arms invaded him and all the time his cock remained hard, begging them to breed him. I knew what that meant, I’d said it myself many times, right up until I got knocked up. Finally, having blown yet another river of cum, I decided I had to help my son and his bf convert, if they hadn’t already. My mind was buzzing from the revelations about my son. My balls ached from ejaculating so much but my mind was made up, I intended to get my slut son and his boyfriend pozzed. Luckily for me, it wasn’t long before a window of opportunity presented itself. Just a week later, it was early evening and my apartment door bell buzzed. I opened the door to find Ben standing there with tear stained face. He took one look at me and burst into tears again and flung himself towards me. I grabbed him and hugged him, shutting the door. “What’s wrong?” I asked, genuinely concerned. “Jez and I had a big fight and I walked out” He managed to say between sobs. I took him through to the lounge and sat him down and fetched a bottle of Brandy. Pouring him and myself a glass, I sat down next to him while he relayed the whole story of his and Jeremy’s falling out. I smiled to myself because it was over something petty and yet all I could do was picture my boy ecstatically riding his boyfriend’s cock. Finally, after our fourth glass I told him he could stay here for as long as he needed while they sort things out. He hugged and thanked me with the effects of the Brandy already evident. At that moment the door bell buzzed again. “Fuck” I said, suddenly seeing the time. “What is it Dad?” Ben slurred. “It’s Thursday night, I have a regular weekly massage booked” I said. Ben grinned, “I could do with one of those” I looked at my boy then a dark thought occurred, the masseur I used was not only fit as fuck and hung, he was poz too. Thinking quickly, “I tell you what, you need it more than me so why not go shower and I’ll get him to do you”. The last part of that statement made me hard knowing that Ben would be getting nailed with toxic cum. Ben’s face lit up and he hugged me again then got up to go shower. I answered the door and there stood Mike, my black 28 year old masseuse stud. We hugged and kissed, and I let him past me. He always looked so hot in the sports kit he wore and I was so looking forward to a good hard massage and even harder fuck, but once inside I told him of Ben and the plan. Mike grinned, “Seriously, you want me to fuck your son raw?” he asked in his deep, gravely voice. “I do.” I grinned back. “breed him good, make him yours” I said placing my hand on Mike’s obviously swelling monster cock. I rubbed it through his sweatpants and felt it harden to my touch. I’d ridden Mike’s nine inches plenty of times and it never failed to make me howl with intense pleasure. Mike smiled and just as I withdrew my hand, my handsome and totally effeminate son walked in. Towel wrapped round his head and wearing a dressing gown. He still looked achingly fuckable. He took one look at Mike and his face lit up. Mike was 6ft 6” and towered over Ben. “Mike, this is my son Ben.” I said introducing him. Mike lifted his strong muscular arm and offered his hand to Ben, who took it and shook it. His hand looked dainty against Mike’s. “Mike, use the guest room. It’s all set up” I said. Mike knew what that meant and winked at me, although Ben had no idea. It was an ordinary bedroom with a good firm king size bed, but it also had the addition of hidden cameras covering the bed from multiple angles. I’d be sat in the lounge with the 65” flat screen and watch all the action as it unfolded. Mike led Ben off and I sat down infront of the TV and tuned to the home made porn channel! Ben and Mike entered the guest bedroom with the bed centered on screen. I had multiple angles I could switch between and watched Mike instruct Ben to get comfortable on the bed. I could hear everything clearly and watched as my beautiful boy disrobed and removed the towel around his head. He was already rock hard and Mike commented on his nice cock as Ben grinned and got on the bed, laying down on his front. Ben watched as Mike got undressed and audibly moaned loudly as he caught sight of Mike’s placid megacock. Mike has an awesome body and it wasn’t long before he was knelt besides my naked boy, oiling his bare flesh and using great pressure to arouse my son as he worked his young body. Mike’s arms and stomach muscles looked amazing as they flexed while he performed the massage. I had my cock out and in hand while I sipped brandy, watching as Mike got quite rough with him before finally fingering his cunt. Ben moaned loudly while Mike used one hand to play with his hole and the other to slowly wank his now rock hard monster. It didn’t take long for Ben to ask to be fucked, and slowly I watched Mike move to straddle Ben, aiming his rigid rod towards my boys hole. Ben cried out as Mike gripped him and began to invade his cunt, moaning more loudly as Mike pushed deep inside my boy. Finally, with his massive cock buried in Ben fully, and holding his massive frame over the boy with two huge arms, Mike began fucking. Slowly at first but rapidly speeding up, Ben began to cry out from both the pleasure and pain. I watched Mike fuck my son for nearly half an hour, throwing him around the bed like a rag doll. He’d grip him by the throat and throttle him while he fucked him missionary, then with Mike underneath he'd slap his face while he plowed his hole. Sometimes he’d pull out and force as much of his cock into Ben’s throat as he could take; and he could take a lot, then continued to face fuck him. He’d grip his hair and pull tight while slapping his face, ass and cock. He was physically abusing my boy and raping his cunt with such force, and yet all the time, my boy begged for more. Finally, as Mike grew close to climaxing while pounding Ben from behind, and facing one camera perfectly, Mike pushed him flat on the bed, gripped Ben round the throat with one of his massive arms and went into overdrive. My boys expression was shear pleasure, but I’ve been in that same position and know Mike’s cock was ripping my boys cunt like a bastard while all the time Mike was cutting off my oxygen supply. Mike was close, and as I watched their faces, he whispered something in Ben’s ear who then momentarily faltered, before Mike roared loudly as his cock exploded into Ben’s guts. They were both sweating like pigs and breathing heavily, but Ben was in ecstasy. Mike looked like he’d just finished a particularly heavy workout and after a few more minutes of making sure he’d pumped all his poison sploodge deep inside my boys cunt, he pulled out. I’d watched all the action unfold and as they climaxed, I came too. I gently stroked the last few spurts as I watched Mike present his cum covered cock to Ben and made him lick it clean. After Mike withdrew his cock, he slapped Ben hard in the face, who just lay there, exhausted and satisfied while Mike turned, picked up his clothes and left the room. I got up and licked my cum covered hand just as Mike entered the room. He grinned at me and began to dress. “He’s hot” Mike said as he zipped up his hooded top. “Reminds me of you” He continued grinning. I smiled and we kissed again. I led him to the front door and opened it. As he went to leave I remembered something. “What did you whisper to him?” I asked. Mike turned back, grinning at me, “I told him I’d scratched him to make him bleed because you’d asked me to poz him” I smiled back at him and he left.

Once inside I'm escorted to a birthing chair that will spread my legs apart and bent back. The straps are attached to my legs, arms, and waist so I can't move. The 2 men are hot looking like weight lifters but I noticed is they are eunuchs with their balls cut off. They take a device like they use for a cows milking machine and attach it to my dick, then lower a fuck machine to my head with a dick on it and shove it to my mouth, they make sure my ass will be taken care of with a fuck machine. I feel a prick in my arm and this is a heavy slam and coughing with a dick in your mouth is a bit much. Then as I stop coughing they turn on the machines, they say soon he will be blooming a rose. I have no Idea what they are talking about a blooming a rose, as they vary the speed to when it comfortable to is feel I'm being split apart. I know the lube they are using a lube that has a lot of Tina in it and that makes it bearable. They stop every so often and but a bigger dildo on the fuck machine in my ass. They are both massaging my nipples then put a small milking machine on them, I know what a cow is going through when they get milked. They are talking that this is the last dildo that they have for my ass hole and it feels so numb , what ever cum or piss I had in my body is in a container, my jaw is hurting I can see my nipples are so stretched and deformed. When they stop I realize this is all being filmed and so weak they ask me to shit and when I do they are laughing as they take a picture then show me that I have a rose bud ass hole. They pick me up and take me to a room with a bed and then I realize how fuckup I am as they give me a shot and the light go out.

I’m going off PrEP to give my body a break from it. Since every public place is closed down I won’t be playing much except for at home.

I have no idea why married or straight/curious guys always flock to me, but they do. It must be the big, thick white ass? (See my profile if you don’t believe me....🤷🏻‍♂️) Anyway, here’s how I threw my feet in the air for a recent BBC, and found out he’s married afterwards... We had been chatting for quite some time. Super great guy. Funny and easy to talk to. He told me he’s straight and curious. He’s tried to fuck one other guy but he couldn’t handle it. I always prefer taking time to get to know someone a bit before throwing my feet in the air. It has to be the right vibe, and this BBC and I vibed hard. He told me he’d pick me up and bring me to his place when we finally decided to meet. I go over, we hang for a bit, chat since it’s our first time meeting in person and then move into the bedroom. He immediately tells me to “show him my white pussy.” His vibe changed immediately as we hit that bedroom. I get on all fours on the bed and shake my ass for him. He stands above me, jerking off a bit. Getting hard. His black cock grows to a big size I wasn’t expecting and I tell him that he’s bigger than I thought. He swears it’s “not that big” but I beg to differ. His cock is dark, thick, cut, a nice head on it. He doesn’t want it sucked, he just wants my “white pussy.” Fine by me. He orders me to get on my back and throw my feet in the air. I follow orders. To my surprise he moves in closer and begins kissing my feet. He licks them, sucks my toes, puts them in his face. He says he’s always wanted a white guys feet in his face and I’m more than happy to oblige. He tells me my feet are “gorgeous” and he continues to kiss them. This makes his BBC swell even harder and bigger. He asks if I’m ready and I say yes, he spits on my hole and his cock and he slowly slides himself in. For the first minute or two he was gentle, holding me by the ankles and continuing to kiss my feet as he slowly stretched my tight white ass open. He says “you ready?” I’m confused and respond with “for what?” & he says “this...” He immediately starts pounding me. Fucking slamming me, HARD. It feels amazing. I feel like such a slut taking a big black dick like that. I’m in heaven. He’s still holding me firmly by the ankles and spreading my legs super wide. I swear the bed was going to break from the thrusts, but it didn’t. I took that cock like a champ. He fucked me for a good 20 minutes until he said “I’m going to cum.” His cock got even harder and my toes spasmed uncontrollably until I feel his cock pulse inside me and his cum filled my hole. We lay there for a minute and laughed. As I’m leaving, I walk by a hallway and notice all the pictures on the wall. He says, “you won’t tell my wife, right?” I was a bit shocked he wouldn’t mention this beforehand, but no. I won’t be telling his wife. I’m now going to be his white pussy on the side... 🤷🏻‍♂️

As Bill spurted up me with a satisfied sigh, we heard footseps on the stairs and Peter appeared. He grinned and blushed as he saw Bill finishing in my arse. "That's better!" Bill said, sliding his cock out of me. "You alright, Peter?" He said. "Timmy tells me you've been meeting the regulars." Peter nodded and Bill beckoned him over. "Show us your arse, then>" Peter bent over the counter and Bill spread his buttocks. His arsehole was swollen, wet with lube and dripping cum. "Dirty sods, aren't they?" Laughed Bill. He took an old rag from beneath the desk and wiped Peter's bum, then sniffed the rag and sighed. "Smells sweet!" Peter straightened up and looked at me. "I couldn't help it." He whispered " They gave me something to sniff, then it felt so good to feel them in me. And they didn't use condoms." Bill ruffled his hair. "Course not, Peter. We're all friends here. You've got a belly full of dirty babies now. I wondered whose you are carrying?" Peter paled and looked shocked. But his stubby cock was rock hard and I knew his descent into depravity had begun. Bill saw it too and came round the desk. He bent over and we both saw his sagging hole in the brown crease. It was wet with lube, and surrounded by a cluster of angry red warts. "Have you ever fucked someone, Peter?" I said. He shook his head, and cvould not take his eyes off Bills inviting, dirty hole. I pushed him forward, grasped his cock, and guided him into place. He gasped as his cock sank into Bill's rectum and his eyes opened wide. "Oh!!" He gasped and then began to thrust furiously "It's coming out of me!" I stroked his bum as he shuddered and jerked, spurting his sweet cum up Bill's arse. "There, there. " I said. " Welcoime to our little club."

I’m a total slut whore, I’m good at it and I’m proud of it... 😈❤️ The men, tops who's fuck me absolutely they can noted that without any admitting from me, without saying any things!! They will know from that moment found me on all fours lying naked, face down and ass up with semen leaking out of my pussy, allowing to them use my holes like a whore so they can experience the ultimate in physical pleasure !

Toronto is on the verge of a shutdown. I am stopping altogether. How can I do anything but that? Even if I was to ignore the risk to myself, so many of my partners past and present fall in at least one high-risk group that it would be unconscionable for me to put them--and theirs--at risk.

Mike had been with his GF Megan for over a year and he had been asking her to do a three way and she refused to bring another girl into it but did agree to invite a guy over. Mike reluctantly agree but they finally decided that they would get a hotel room out of town and set up a met. Living in Minneapolis they rented a room in Saint Paul for the weekend and set up a meet. Megan picked a guy who was tall at 6'6 and muscled weighting 220 pounds and hung 9.5 thick uncut. Mike was a little intimidated he was good looking at 5'11 150 runners body and a bubble ass and packing 8" but Mike agreed in hopes that she would give him a three way down the road with another girl of his choice. The weekend finally arrive, Mike got home and got ready for the trip. They had both packed light and planned to meet Andre in the hotel bar. Megan told Mike that Andre wants to see her eat his ass and she gave him a enema to clean out. He frowned but went ahead and cleaned out and showered up and when he came out there was a jock laid out for him to wear it was bright and showed off his ass and his bulge. He slipped It on and it made his dick hard. She had his best pair of jeans and a tight shirt for him to wear and get got dress, She put on a tight top and a short skirt with no underwear. Megan gave Mike a huge kiss and told him this was the hottest thing ever. They left the room and headed down to meet Andre. Andre was a brick shit house, he gave Megan a big hug and kiss right in front of me, He shook my hand and then pointed to a booth in back and Andrea watched as Mike walked away with his hot tight straight boy ass pronounced in his jeans. Megan had not told Mike that Andre was BI and Mike had never asked. They picked a table and Andre asked what they wanted to drink and went the bar and ordered, He put some G in both Megan and Mike's drinks a half a cap in Megan and a entire cap in Mike's and headed back. He sat nest to Megan as they sipped their drinks Mike made a funny face and Andre said lets down these and go up to the room. They all three did and they made their way to the room. Once they got in Andre told Megan to undress while Mike and I watch. Mike sat down on the sofa first and looked like the g was started to hit and Andre sat right next to him. Mike though he was a little too close but before he could move Andre put his arm on his shoulder and Megan began to undress. Feeling her slutty side come out once she was naked Andre told her to come feel his cock. it was already hard and pressed against the fabric of his mesh pants showing the outline. He turned to Mike who was fading and said bro, watch your girl feel my big dick. Andre grabbed Mike's hand and placed it on his dick as he pulled Megan up and they made out. Mike did not immediately get into it but after five rubs back and fourth Andre took his hand off Mike's and Mike kept rubbing Andre's big dick. Andre pulled the button on his pants and all the buttons down and pilled them back enough that his dick white underwear was exposed and the wet spot at his left leg where the head was resting. Mike stopped rubbing for a moment and Andre grabbed his hand and rubbed his dick some more with Mike's hand and then pulled back and Mike rubbed away. Harder than before, Andre told Megan to got pulled Mike's dick out and suck his cock. As she was moving over he pulled his underwear down exposing his thick dick while Mike grabbed it and jacked it in his hand while Megan sucked his dick and Andre turned to Mike and Kissed him and to Andre's surprise Mike kissed him back. Andre broke the kiss and pulled his lips away from Mike about an inch and Mike leaned back in and started kissing Andre again. Andre kept one hand on Megan's head pushing her onto Mike's cock while he make out with Mike as Mike jacked and made Andre's big uncut cock leak precum. Andre broke off the kiss and grabbed Mike's hand and rested it on Mike's leg and he told Megan to hop on the bed and get ready for Mike to return the favor and eat her out. Megan hopped up and got on the bed and spread her legs and started rubbing her wet pussy and Mike started to get up and Andre had to steady him and helped him pull off his shirt and slip put of his pants and he crawled on the bed still in his jock with his dick out the side. Megan and slipped it to the side when she was sucking him earlier. He started eating her out and she moaned. Andre admired that virgin ass of Mike's and got up on the bed and spread his checks and licked his man cunt and Mike stopped eating Megan and tightened his ass checks and moaned and Megan pushed his head down and he relaxed and began eating her out as Andre tongued and tongue fucked his tight little hole. Andre got up and grabbed his pants while looking back at that sweet little hole and pulled out a couple shards and a little lube packet and went back to eating Mike's hole and then lubed it up and slide a finger in him, Mike tightened up but kept eating Megan and she was moaning like she was going to cum. Andre slipped a shard in and then the second before Megan came and Mike moved off her pussy and while the rocks were being absorbed Megan came hard and Mike licked and lapped it up. Andre leaned down and kissed her and while Mike's man pussy was coming alive. Andre broke off the kiss and told Mike to go sit in the chair, he was going to fuck his girlfriend. Mike did and Andre positioned Megan so she could not see Mike, He sat in the chair and he was flying. He rubbed his dick and played with his balls as Andre slowly spread his Girls pussy with his big fat dick and she moaned like she has never for Mike. Andre watched Mike as he got lost in his own sensations and his fingers traced down to his ass hole. He jacked his dick while rubbing his man cunt. Andre watched as his new boy was so lost in touching his hole his focus was entirely on himself and not on his girl who was about to cum for the second time all over Andre's huge dick.

It depends on the guy. You can always tell... Some guys are total pigs, and for those guys I absolutely let them know what a cumslut I am, I turn them on by talking about the last cum-union I went to or last gangbang I went to. Or if I am in a place like that I tell them how many loads are inside me and how much I want their DNA inside me. However, lots of times I meet guys at a hotel pool, bar, out at a club, airport etc. I try to come on to all of them and if there is a chance, I get them to fuck me or at least I get their load in my mouth. Many of those guys are looking for the "boyfriend experience" or actually thinking they would want a relationship with me. For those guys I play out their fantasy for them and I dont tell them that I am a cum slut. I am a bottom and my job is to make my.top happy, however he wishes... Even if its making him think I only want his cock for the rest of my life.

Part Four In the bedroom, Dan set a chair up next to the foot of the bed where he could sit back and relax and watch all of the action while sipping a cold beer. The three men had come prepared -evidently one of them ran home on a break to collect a few necessities. First up was a blindfold. They told me that it didn't matter if I could see them or not, and they had a few surprises in store. I glanced quickly at Dan and, from the look on his face, he was a little uncomfortable. I was instructed onto all 4’s in the middle of the bed. I felt the cool wetness of some lube being smeared around my hole, and then shoved in with first one, then two, then three fingers. They prodded and twisted, and I felt they were definitely trying to scratch me up for their virus to enter my body. I was so horny I didn’t say a word or yelp from the little sharp pains every time they nicked me. Once the fingers were removed I heard Dan speak for the first time. “What the fuck is that for?” From his tone I could tell he was concerned. “We’re gonna brush that ass inside to get it a little raw for our toxic loads." Surprise number one, I guess. "That alright with you, whore?” he asked me. “You act like a slut all week, you get treated like a slut.” That was a little ominous and I began to wonder just what I thought I was doing here. Getting fucked by an entire crew of construction workers was extreme enough for me. But this? What was I thinking? But I wasn’t thinking. My hormones had completely taken control. And in that moment I really needed to feel used again. “Just please fuck me,” I begged. I was in heat! I’d gotten used to regular dicking all week and today had been agony, my only fuck from Dan before he started work. I heard Dan laugh. “I guess you better do what the slut says.” I felt what was probably a not-so-small bottle brush being shoved into my hole. Given that I’d been pounded so much this week, my hole was pretty open by now, so without it squeezing shut and offering resistance, the brush actually stimulated my hole. It’s not like it would tear me so much as rough me up -which was fine by me. It felt good, nonetheless. And I started backing my ass up to it, and then fucking myself with it. The three poz construction workers laughed at me. “Jesus, I never seen a slut fucking himself with the brush before and like it. This pig likes it -look at his dick. Hard as rock and dripping precum.” “Yeah, this pig needs our seed in him bad. You don’t get to be that slutty without joining the club,” another of them said. “What club?” Dan asked. “The biohazard club. For poz guys -we get to fuck anyone we want, any time, anywhere. Never worry about condoms or other bugs. It’s all inside us and we love spreading the seed.” “Fuck,” was all I heard from Dan’s side of the room, and it was more of an aside comment. I don’t think he was turned on anymore. That was more than enough chit-chat for all of us, and the guy who had control of the bottle brush slid it out of my ass and immediately thrust his entire length into me. Fuck it felt good! A nice dick to start the night, about 6 ½ or 7 inches, I’d say. Decent thickness but not too thick. The kind of dick you could ride hard and be happy to take any time of the day or night. He grabbed hold of my hips and just set to fucking, balls deep in and then almost all the way out. Repeat. Again and again. He didn’t vary his strokes or change position. He was a man on a mission and his mission was to deliver a deadly dose of cock venom into my guts. The other guys stood behind where they could watch, cheering him on, demanding he blast his nut into me so they could have their turn. He snorted through his nose, rammed me extra hard and fast a few times, and then shoved in hard and deep. Standing totally still, making a combo growl/snort through his nose, his dick throbbed and throbbed inside my ass, pumping me with his poz cum. That first load felt so good, I swear I felt every drop of it enter me. And he held still, draining his balls, for over a minute. I knew I’d passed the turning point and there was no going back. In that moment I was too horny to care, anyway. Finally he eased his sensitive cock out of my ass, immediately replaced by the second fucker of the night. His dick was about the same length as the first but much thicker. It took a little pressure to get my ass to yawn open big enough to allow him to start entering me. I could almost feel the first fucker standing off to the side. Dan commented, “Dude, your dick is all . . . it’s all bloody.” He sounded mortified. Seconds later I heard him murmur, “I’ve got to get out of here.” Seconds later I heard the bedroom door click shut behind him. Dan I don’t know what I am doing here. I don’t know what I’m doing all this week. Before coming here I never would have thought of any of this. Sex with other men? One time in that ass is all it took to mess me up. But these guys? They’re too much. This is all too much. The rest of the crew just got sucked or fucked and were out for a good time, to pump his ass full of loads. But these guys? It’s like they’re on a mission. They’re not fucking for pleasure. They’re fucking with purpose. They’re deliberately making his ass susceptible to their diseases. What the fuck? What am I doing here? When Dan saw that big bloody dick coming out of that destroyed ass, his dick was hard as rock. But his stomach dropped down somewhere in the vicinity of his toes. He couldn’t handle it, so he quickly made his excuses and disappeared out the door. Back to our regularly scheduled program . . . I felt my stomach plummet for a moment. Dan thought I was too slutty now. He wouldn’t want anything to do with me. The low feelings didn’t stick around long, though, as the second cock began to penetrate further into me, stretching my opening at an almost painfully slow pace. This guy didn’t just slam into me all the way. He took his time, which he seemed to savour, anyway. He loved feeling my tunnel opening up for every inch he shoved inside of me. “Mmm, that’s it, baby, open that bitch hole up for this fat dick. Tell me you love it and you want every drop of what I got.” “I fucking want it all in me!” I yelled, shoving myself backwards, raping my own ass with his thick dick. It hurt but in the best possible way. “Fuckin’ cum hungry slut can’t wait to get this meat inside. Take it, bitch! Love that big fat dick.” As he bottomed out in my ass and started fucking slowly, the first breeder crawled onto the bed in front of me and yanked the blindfold off. “Fuck this,” he said, tossing the blindfold aside. “I don’t care that you’re seeing us. You already got me in you -and begged for it!” They were all sexy guys, each in a different way. This one was probably the shortest of the entire crew -which doesn’t mean too much. He’s still taller than most people, just not over six feet like the rest of them. His face was a little rough looking, but none of these guys was in his 20’s anymore. They’ve all lived and partied hard. Regardless, he’s good looking no matter what. He shimmied closer to me to have me lick his cock clean while the other man worked at speeding up his thrusts now that my ass had swallowed him up entirely. The dick in my mouth tasted of blood and cum. Quite a lot of blood from the look of the dick. It was darker than pink, but not too bad. Somehow knowing that I was bleeding around them really made me horny, and I sucked that dick better than I ever sucked anyone before. And he noticed. “Good dick sucker. He’s getting me hard again. I’m gonna have to nail that ass again after you guys have your turn.” I was in a total body high at this point. Between the cumtastic dick in my mouth, the amazing sloppy mess that my ass had become, and the big dick now pounding me, I was on cloud 9. The dick in my ass sped up, slowed down, sped up again. He liked to vary his strokes, which was quite enjoyable. The slower he would enter me, the better it was to focus on every ridge and ripple of his cock. The sensations were incredible. The guy in my mouth eventually pulled away and went back behind me with the others to watch my hole being pulverised. It was only a few minutes later that my fucker yelled, “Here it fuckin’ comes, faggot! Take that toxic load, whore!”. His slams were really frantic and hard. Some guys shove in and drain their balls, but this guy fucked harder and faster all throughout his orgasm, his dick working the loads into my ass walls and my bloodstream. The reality of it really sunk in, then. I am going to get infected with HIV tonight. I still felt so horny I didn’t bother to question it. Sure, some part of my brain was probably trying to get my attention and ask if I’d thought this through. I didn’t have to. I knew this is what I needed. His cock eventually slithered out of my used hole and I felt the bed shift as he got off and the last guy took his place. The new guy had a cock very similar to the last, so he kept my hole feeling stuffed as he worked his entire length into me. In the meantime, his predecessor came around for me to lick his cock clean. More cum and bloody streaks, but I did not hesitate. It all still tasted yummy! “Come on, guys, we need to trash this pig hole,” my fucker said. He was working up a good rhythm now, my slack hole slurping over his cock with every plunge into my depths. This is what some asses were made for -and mine certainly was! Seconds later I felt more pressure at my hole. My first fucker had slipped underneath me, and I thought maybe he was trying to finger me along with the dick, but it turned out to be his cock. He had said he wanted to fuck me again, and they were determined to trash my hole, so I guess double-dicking me was the next logical step. Not that my ass was in agreement. Involuntarily, I found my hole was clamping down hard to try and keep him out. One big dick in my butt was enough. Or so I thought. I guess my ass was slick enough with lube, cum, and blood, that somehow he managed to pop his head in. I let out a gasp from shock and pain. I knew that if their bottle brush hadn’t done enough damage, the double penetration sure did. I was torn -literally. “Fuck, it hurts,” I breathed through clenched teeth. “That’s a lot of dick in me,” I added, going into some relaxation breathing. They took turns plunging into me, sliding along each other's cocks in the process, a nice added stimulation for them, I guess. And then they got into a groove with them both fucking me simultaneously, which really stretched me open and made me feel FULL. Every plunge literally fucked the air from my lungs. It felt like I was being punched in the gut, and the impact travelled right up to my throat. There was so much going on back there, they didn’t last long together. Within ten minutes both men announced they were shooting their loads in me, and I felt red hot liquid splashing my insides. It was hot and stung from all of the exposed tears in my hole. I was going to be feeling this breeding session for days to come. They all stood behind me, whistling, and apparently taking pictures of their handy work. The guy who hadn’t just been in me came around and held his phone out for me to see. All around my hole and down the back of my legs, I was slick with pink cum and some bolder streaks of blood. My hole was gaping wide open and you could actually see inside me. Fucking unreal! While I was distracted looking at the phone, I felt one of the guys shove what must have been a very long, very thick snake-like dildo up my hole. It stretched me and penetrated me deep. He pushed it in deep, then yanked hard almost all the way out. And then he pushed it deeper the next time. "Got to work those toxic loads in you, man. Get them in nice and deep so they don't ever want to come out." A few more minutes of this exquisite torture and he yanked it out hard. These guys weren't out to make me feel good, not really. They didn't care that they were damaging my asshole. They wanted me damaged, destroyed, broken in. Receptive to their virus. The guy taking pictures tossed his phone down on the bed beside me and then asked, “Ready for round 2?” right before painfully jabbing his big dick into my slack hole. Even with the heavy use it hurt. But I still backed up onto him. While the first fucker had already gone for round two, he was more than happy to go for round three after the other two delivered their deadly loads in me. I’d never felt so exhausted and used up. We were all drenched in sweat, and my bedroom absolutely stank of sweat and cum. “Let us know if that takes, faggot,” one of the other guys said, while they all got their clothes back on. “If it doesn’t, we’ll have a repeat. And maybe bring along a few other friends who have higher viral loads than us.” One of the other guys piped in just then. “Fuck that -we will be back. Your ass will never be the same. We’re gonna keep pumping that trashed hole until you get sick. And then we’ll pump it some more. That’s when your immune system is good and low. Great time to take more toxic loads.” He gave me a stinging slap on my ass and added, “Sleep well, slut.” At that, they all quietly left. I heard the front door click closed behind them, but I was so exhausted I couldn’t get up just yet to lock it. And then I couldn’t help it, I collapsed on the bed and drifted off to sleep, laying there completely naked, my lower half drenched in sweat and cum and blood. I must have been a sight. Dan As soon as I left the house I jumped in my truck and took off. But I was so confused I didn’t know where to go. Plus my dick was still hard as fucking rock in my pants. I had to adjust myself a couple of times and finally couldn’t take it anymore and had to open my pants for some relief. I just hoped I didn’t get pulled over for some reason. I found myself only driving a few blocks away before circling back. On the second turn around the neighbourhood I pulled into the parking lot of a convenience store to collect my thoughts. All I could think about was the slut back at the house. And even though I felt disgusted by what I’d left going on back there, my cock just wouldn’t deflate. If anything it was harder than ever. And leaking crazy amounts of precum. I was a mess. Without thinking I began swiping up the puddles of precum from my crotch and stomach, and then licked it from my fingers. I’d never even considered that before, but it actually tasted good. And it made my dick throb more now that I was thinking about licking up my own juices. And then the thought of juices brought my mind right back to where this all started. The slut. My stomach was still somewhere down in my feet, but I knew where I needed to be. I started the truck again and drove. The conclusion of the evening of debauchery . . . While I was asleep, a part of me was still conscious enough to be thinking about everything I’d done this week. How low I’d sunk. If anyone who knows me knew that I’d let an entire construction crew breed me -repeatedly!- they would be mortified. But somehow I just couldn’t bring myself to regret it. It’s like that was the missing part in my life. I’d always harboured feelings of wanting to be used by multiple men, but never acted on it before. Not to this extent. But it felt natural. This is what I was meant to be. A cumdump. Probably a diseased one now, but even that thought didn’t deter me the way it might have a week ago. As these thoughts registered, I found myself coming more awake. And that’s when I felt the bed shifted from the weight of someone laying down behind me. Seconds later a hard cock slipped into my sloppy ass, and I felt a kiss on the side of my neck. “Sorry I took off like that,” Dan said. “I had some thinking to do,” he added as he slowly pumped me while we both lay on our sides. “And?” I asked, my heart and stomach both doing flip-flops. “And I’m right where I need to be,” he replied before driving his hard cock into me balls-deep. It’s where I wanted him to be, too. The End (for now) . . . Or Just The Beginning . . .

Giving his needy asshole a few long strokes of my cock that made the chubby man moan out like the whore he was. Pushing myself up onto my knees and straightening by back I pulled his large rump higher into the air so my condom wrapped cock remained in his hairless hole. He just moaned into the pillow and gripped at the sheets as I slowly rotated my hips, stirring his bowels. Looking down at where his asshole stretched around my cock my enjoyment was lessened by the condom keeping me from going bareback in this chubby fag. Hand still gripping him by the hip I started to slowly draw out to the very tip to tease and prod at the winking hole before I plunge back in with loud grunts and groans from us both. As I start to repeat the slow, teasing fucking my hand gives one pale asscheek a slap that makes it wobble, my fingers digging in to grip it as he moans out shamelessly. My other hand gripped the base of my cock and slapped the fat head against his slightly gaping hole, the pink ring twitching and slick as if inviting me to seed it. With a groan and slid back in, my hand gripping his hip pulling him back to spear him deep. I repeated the motions, pulling out to slap his hole with my cock before sliding back in, "Fuck... your slutty ass just loves this cock, you love getting fucked, don't you fag?" His slutty moans were the best answer even before he whimpers out, "Fuck yes! Fuck my fag-hole! Fuck me hard!" Hearing him beg for my cock just made me harder as I slipped out of the needy hole. I could see it throb with each heartbeat as I ground the broad head against the slightly gaping and pink hole. I spanked him once more, making his ass jiggle and starting to leave a pink handprint where I'd struck him before, the needy slut moaning out with each strike as he presses his face into the covers. Thankful for his blindfold I used the distraction of alternating between groping spanks where I palm and grip his cheek and sliding my fat cock along his asscrack. I could hear him begging me to fuck him as he grunted and huffed like a needy pig, but I wasn't quite ready. Hooking my thumb of my free hand under the band of the condom I gave his ass a sharp spank and used the sound to disguise the snap of the condom as I tore it off quickly and dropped it off the side of the bed. I myself started to groan as I ground my now bare cock along the groove of his ass, slicking up with the copious lube. He whimpers in need under me as he feels the tip catch at his hole, the chubby man wiggling his hips slightly in their effort to get me to slide back in. With my bare, precum-oozing dick sliding across his neg hole I was feeling more bold as I groped and squeezed his ass. "Tell me again, faggot. Tell me what you want, what you need," I growled as I bend back down over him, my arm pressing against his shoulders to pin him to the bed as I slowly grind against his hole, the denial almost as tortuous to me as it was him. "F-fuck me! Fuck my ass, I'm a chubby faggot and I need you to fuck me!" he cries out, his needy words making me growl in lust at how openly and wantonly he was begging. Not needing any more invitation I lifted my hips and aimed the drooling tip of my uncovered cock at his hole that had started to close up and used my weight to drive it in to the hilt with one smooth motion. We both gasped out and moaned as I speared his asshole, my POZ cock completely bare to the hilt in the wet, sloppy hole. I could tell he didn't know I had ditched the condom, the fag only caring about getting his hole pounded. I didn't waste anymore time, the need to fuck and breed this neg hole with my toxic load welling up inside me. Still holding him down I drew my hips back until only the fat head of my uncut cock was plugging his hole before thrusting in hard. I didn't start slow either, his bed already slamming against the wall with each rutting thrust into him. Normally I was a more gentle and even considerate lover, but this mans husky frame was built for taking a hard pounding and from his moans and gasps with each thrust I could tell he loved it. The sound of his hole being stretched and lubed up by my POZ precum joined the wet slaps of my hips against his wobbling ass and our own sounds of pleasure. Just knowing I was about to stealth this needy, overly-trusting fag with my toxic load nearly had me unloading in his neg ass but I wanted to draw it out longer and enjoy it to make up for the time lost with the condom. Keeping my hand on the back of his neck possessively I stopped my thrusts and pushed myself up onto my knees, my slick cock slipping from his gaping hole with a pop. Urging him on he shuffles his knees forward to lift his ass up to my level as he was kept face down in his bed and to my delight he kept himself down as I straightened up and let go of his neck. I wished I had a camera as I looked down to where my dark, slick length was prodding at his pink, gaping hole. The sound of his nearly feminine moan was music to my ears as I slid back in at a slow pace. However as my hips bumped against his ass once I hilted myself I couldn't help it and started roughly fucking him once more, practically knocking the wind out of him from the sudden force of it. Sweat poured down my brow and back as I fucked him as hard as I could, my hands gripping his wide hips and slamming him back against each thrust to bury my POZ cock as deep as possible in his hole. Like a proper slut he just laid there and took it, the forcefulness of it surprising him at first but soon he was started to bounce his fat ass back against each thrust while his voice returned to him with loud wordless moans and groans. I didn't care if he had cum or was going to from the bareback fuck at the moment, my mind blanking of anything beyond the primal desire to thoroughly fuck a willing hole and plant my toxic seed deep into him. He was certain to have bruises from where my hands gripped him but that pain seemed a distant worry of the chub beneath me as he buried his face in his sheets and cried out. His hole suddenly squeezes down hard on me with a series of contractions as he shuddered and bucked on my cock. The increased stimulation was just enough to send me over the edge as I gave my own nearly feral growl of pleasure and thrust in one last time to the hilt and fell down on top him, trapping him underneath as I started to cum. My thick toxic seed started to paint his neg hole, my hips bucking slightly with each spurt of the hot load. My mind blank with the pleasure I ground into his hole to ensure a proper breeding, some part of my mind still relishing the fact I had just creampied a neg ass with my toxic load without them seeming to realize what happened. As we both caught our breath I recovered a bit faster and reach over toward the nightstand where I saw his phone. Still blindfolded he doesn't see or notice that I snatched it up. I nearly chuckle as I see he hadn't password locked it as I mute the sounds and open the camera. Lifting up I slowly drew my still thick and hard cock from his hole until my head pops free and I grind the wet cum staining it across the sloppy, gaping hole. Grinning I take a few pics, making sure to lean back and ensure I included my biohazard tattoo in the shots of my bare cock and cum dripping from his hole. Satisfied with myself I quickly emailed them to one of my junk emails and looked down at the chubby man where he lay motionless and panting still. Slipping from the bed I gave his ass a slap which made him give a cute little squeak of surprise, "Thanks for the fuck. Left you a gift," I started to say and felt the phone buzz in my hand and saw from the text preview something that made me smirk as I tossed it onto the bed by his head, "Looks like your next visitor is here too, hope he like me prepping you for him." The fag mumbled something but I didn't listen as I quickly scooped up my clothes and moved out of the room after kicking the condom under the bed. I didn't want to be there if he reached back and discovered his hole dripping with POZ cum as I dressed in his front living room. I was just pulling my jeans halfway up my legs when the door opens and a man steps in only to blink in surprise at me. We shared the awkward moment but I grinned and gave him a nod, the older man giving their own with a sheepish grin. His eyes traveled down to my bare cock, now softened to its more modest size and spots the tattoo on my hip. I caught the look and gave him a wink as I fully dressed, the man giving a laugh and put a finger to his lips in the universal sign of showing he wouldn't spill my secret. As I stood at the door I looked back in time to see the man drop his shirt and spot the dark shape of a biohazard sign in red ink just above the waistband of his pants as he disappeared into the fags room.

Thomas was a 21 year old college student, straight, brown eyes, brown hair, at 6’foot and a tone build and a great dick that was 9 inches hard and a tight ass, he was ladies man. He liked to party with his friends, a little T here and there, and a little coke. Thomas liked to tease his next door neighbor, Barney, who at age 53, balding and over weight, would jerk off to Thomas showing off his naked body with the curtains open. Barney would love to get his dick Into Thomas’s ass, but couldn’t figure out how. Thomas would say to him. “You wish you could fuck my ass, but the best I’ll do his give you a peep show.” Barney had been wanting Thomas since he was 18, and when Thomas caught brim jerking off to him, while watching him fuck his then girlfriend, Linda. Thomas decided to not tell his parents, but give him a show every night, he felt sorry for the old man since his partner had died. Barney knew that Thomas liked to pnp with his friends, fucking girls while high. It was a great feeling. So Barney set up a trap to get Thomas in bed, and finally get his dick into that tight ass. Planning a pnp was easy, Barney knew that Thomas’s parents were going away on vacation, Barney told Thomas this was his way of saying “thank you”, for making an old man happy. Thomas was surprised and said “Thank you, Barney.” Once Saturday night came, Thomas was ready for action, and so was Barney. “Where are the the girls?” Thomas asked. “They’ll be here within the hour” “you want some T?” Barney new Thomas would, taking a hit from the pipe. Then passing it back to Barney, who also took a hit. “Come here, Thomas, I wanted to show you something.” Thomas took a few more hits of T and followed Barney into a room that had a sling in it. “Have you ever had sex in a sling?’ Barney asked. “No” Thomas said, checking it out. Seeing that there was rope to tie wrists and feet. “That’s going to be so hot.” Thomas said. Barney, under his breath “It sure will be.” “I have some coke, if you want to have a bump.” It actually was ketamine, it would hopefully, bring Thomas down from his high from the meth, and get him to fall asleep. Thomas took three bumps, feeling tired, Barney led him to the sling, and started to take off Thomas’s clothes, till he was naked, then tied his wrists and ankles up. With Thomas out like a light, Barney got undressed himself, grabbed poppers, and placed it under Thomas’s nose, to get him semi awake. “You’re awake, I see.” “There aren’t going to be any girls coming.” “But I’ll be cumming in that tight ass of yours.” “Teasing me for all these years, now it’s time to stop and give me what I want, what I deserve.” With that, Barney shoved his dick into poor Thomas’s mouth, and being that he couldn’t move to free himself, he sucked on Barney’s hard cock. “Teasing little slut you are.” “Keep sucking on daddy’s cock, until you have it all nice and wet.” Barney finally took his dick out of the young man’s mouth. Barney began eating out his ass, opening Thomas’s tight hole. “That’s nice a lose, daddy is going to give you what every tease deserves.” With that Barney pushed his 7inch hard cock into Thomas’s now non virgin ass. “Please stop Barney.” The young man begged. “No” Barney said with his thrusting in and out of Thomas’s ass. Thomas felt Barney starting to cum in him. “Ahhh” Barney said as he felt his dick twitching inside the young man’s ass, with his loads now deep inside Thomas, Barney decided to leave him tied up in the sling. “Thomas, you are no longer a teasing little bitch.” “You’re my bitch now.” “And I did invite some friends over to unload inside you.” With that Barney had invited four friends over, who were all over the age 50, giving Thomas T while they would hold the pipe and fuck him until they dropped their loads in him. Barney would blackmail Thomas into being a cumdump. Barney had also recorded their encounter, along with the four other guys. Who all would take turns fucking and cumming inside him.

Firstly, this is a true story although I might have changed a few names and to make it read OK, I can’t remember all the conversations so a bit of poetic license. The picture on my profile is me, hello, and I’m athletically fit and work out regularly with a good firm stomach and defined six pack. I’ve also got a nice eight inch uncut cock and smooth bubble butt (which I keep hairless as I love a smooth ass). I’m 31 and HIV positive and have been since November 2013 but my conversion was not an accident, rather it came about because I wanted to get bred in style, so to speak, and I specifically hoped I would to convert after playing at a BB party which was held in early August, 2013, and which was specifically hosted for those chasing. The party had been organised by Jeremy, (Jez), a 46 year old positive guy living in Acton in West London who advertised the party on BBRT. His profile specifically stated he was positive and that he had a high viral load. If you’ve ever requested a party invitation on BBRT you’ll know that if the guy isn’t online he may take some time to come back to you. So it was on this occasion. Although when I sent my request, there were already 30 odd guys who were listed as going. Perusing the list showed guys ranging in age from 24 to 56 and since this is the real world, they weren’t all super fit studs, (sadly) or more-or-less those with whom I would want to play, but there were definitely a few guys on there that floated my boat. One in particular, a 32 year old muscle hunk named Jamie was certainly fucking hot and dangerously positive. The party requirements were for neg bottom or versatile guys and for ideally poz guys with high viral load. Undetectable guys would be invited if there was space. The poz guys also needed to be top or versatile. The party acceptance list showed that there were about 16 poz guys going and 14 neg or no status on their profile, which, of course, could mean more poz guys. Either way it looked like good odds to get knocked up. And to me, well I’m a gay guy living in London. I moved here when I was in my late teens for University and ended up staying as I love the place. Not to mention it is great for a single gay slut boy like myself who needs it as often as he can and as dirty as he can, although to be fair I’d become more and more depraved as I gotten older. I’d been barebacking totally since I was 25 having had a few fuck buds I’d do it with before then. Then I just realised I loved it raw so sauna sex became all the easier as no one really bothered with rubber in there anyway. God knows how I managed to stay neg until 29, but I did. And I knew I had taken poz loads. In fact on those few occasions where I was being fucked by a guy who had either told me upfront that he was poz, or who was sporting the bio hazard tattoo, the sex was more thrilling than any I had had before. The thrill came from the specific danger that the top could change my life for ever. It was why I knew I needed to be pozzed: so I could breed too. A few days before the party, I still not had received an acceptance to my request, and I seriously thought about cancelling my request as I was playing over the likely scenario in my mind, which led to the question 'What the fucking hell was I doing?' But I didn’t cancel and the day before the party I (and another 20 or so guys) received an acceptance, so the prospective headcount was somewhere around 50 guys with the result I found myself hoping the host had a big house. Naturally I looked over the list of attendees, and to my pleasure I found quite a few by whom I wanted to be fucked. The guys ranged in age from 20 to 60, and about 60% were listed as poz, which led me to think 'We neg boys are gonna be fucked to death. Literally'. The party was an overnight affair starting on Saturday afternoon and finishing Sunday afternoon and so the day of the party I made sure my man cunt was douched thoroughly, and I also pre-stretched, using my biggest dildo. I took the tube and arrived at the party house at 2:00 PM, an hour before the official starting time of 3:00 PM. The party house was a huge Victorian semi-detached villa with at least four floors that I could see from the street. As I approached I found several other early arriving guests who were being checked-in by a man who was ticking off names on a clipboard. Although I had downed a couple of beers before I left my house, I sensed a bit of awkwardness, so I specifically greeted the guys who were waiting in line. The guy at the door was a cute lad, mid 20’s, athletic and dressed in shorts only so you could see his nice smooth chest and pert little nipples. He was friendly with a nice smile. “Profile name?” he asked, looking me over. “I’m Adame24” I said and he looked at his clipboard. “Yep got you” he said ticking my name off. “Neg boy” he said, smiling back at me. “Not for long, I hope,” I replied, returning his smile. “Make your way in and you’ll find the dining room on the left is the locker room. Take you kit off and store your clothing in a bag then head to the lounge. It’s naked only” he instructed. “Thanks” I replied stepping past him into the hallway. “I’ll check you out later” he said, winking at me. I grinned back as I walked through the door he had identified. I presumed from his last statement he was poz and without a doubt I looked forward to taking his load. I found three other guys getting undressed as I entered and they all looked at me and grinned as I started removing clothes. I followed the guys down the hall and towards the music and chatter. The house was very big and entering the lounge it seemed long and vast and quite full of naked guys. Even allowing for the fact that the party had 50 acceptances, you could reasonably expect some wouldn’t turn up but I’d have to say there was over 40 guys there. I didn’t really know where to go at first but I saw a large table set up with drinks so headed for it, and in route I got quite a few glances from the guys, even if when squeezing past the men, my cock was somewhat timid, even if I would say even if flaccid my cock was still impressive. There were all sorts of guys here and I scanned around looking for Jamie. I hadn’t yet seen him but I did spot a few other muscled up lads, the younger guys weren’t bad either especially one who looked like a teenager and was getting plenty of stares. Some of the older guys too were doing it for me although there were some that had plainly gone to seed but none were really fat so I guessed our host had been picky in his acceptances. I felt my ass being handled and turned to see a guy of my age, he had shaved head and short stubbly beard but his bod was as taught as mine. He was hot and, judging by his semi-erect cock, he had a big one. “Hey fella” he remarked in what sounded to be an Australian accent. “Hi, you okay?” I asked as I turned to face him. “That’s one fine ass,” he replied, grinning broadly. “Thanks. You’re not so bad yourself.” “You chasing?” “I am," I replied with a smile. “Superb, mate,” he said. I notice his cock was swelling-up as we talked. “You?” I asked suspecting he was about to say what I wanted to hear. “No mate, I’m gifting” he answered, giving me a welcoming smile. I smiled while my cock got hard. Before we could do anything about it the music suddenly went silent and someone cleared his throat loudly. “Guys could I have your attention please.” I looked over as the naked bodies parted to show our host, Jez, stark naked too with a massive dick hanging between a reasonably toned body. He was a fine looking Daddy type with nice pecs and some chest hair. “Guys, welcome to my house. I’m Jez and I’ve organised this weekend’s soirée to help out a few of my negative friends and also some of my positive ones. Firstly, I love breeding and here tonight are 28 like minded guys who love to breed and pass on their DNA.” There was a few ripples of nervous laughter as he paused. “We are also joined by 16 negative boys who are totally fucked up presumably and chasing positive loads,” he continued again with a smattering of laughter. “So for the rules. You may use all but the very top floor which is roped off. All the rooms and beds are made for whatever depraved fucking you want to get up to. If you’re into piss could you do that in the bathrooms and please, no scat tonight.” He said looking towards two guys who looked away at his stare. Presumably he knew something about them we didn’t. “There’s lube all-round the house and anyone found using a condom will be asked to politely fuck off. You'll find drinks in this room and also you’ll find a stash of Viagra, poppers, tooth brushes and weed in here. If you’ve got anything harder then please feel free although please don’t burn my house down. There are towels in all the bathrooms and please shower as often as you want. We have food in the kitchen so help yourself.” “So the main event: all you neg guys are bottom or versatile so please pick up a red arm band from the table so we know who you are. Everyone else is obviously a top. And so you know, every top is not only positive but has a high viral load. A few boys clinically have AIDs. There are no undetectable guys here. Neg boys, make sure you try and take everyone’s load before you revisit guys again. You can’t refuse a cock either so get pissed and high and get horny for us breeders. Dirtier the better please. Some of us tops are versatile and I can understand a top taking cock while waiting for his erection to 'recharge', but make sure you're a top, make sure you take cock from the versatile neg boys so as not to waste any charged loads on a poz lad. Finally, tonight is about converting 16 neg fuckers into breeders. We have our duty cut out for us, boys, so let’s get dirty.” With that he finished his introductory speech and there was a polite round of applause and cheers. I turned back to the table and saw a pile of red arm bands. Slowly guys were picking them up and I did too wearing it on my right arm, my badge of shame. Negative and ready to be deflowered. The Aussie top grabbed my ass again and turning we kissed hard as he gripped my now erect cock. “Let’s find some space” he said, pulling me by my cock. He tugged me, letting go as we made our way passed bodies to an inviting leather chair in the corner. Aussie sat down and with his now erect 7 inches of thick cock pointing up he pulled me down and we kissed again. He started to jack my cock but I went down on him and took him fully in my mouth devouring his thick manhood. I licked the precum off and worked him hard while he moaned and pushed my head down hard, face fucking me a little. After a while he told me he wanted to fuck me so I swivelled round taking some lube and fingering it up my hole and smearing his cock. I slowly lowered myself down onto him as he sat there. He pushed up to meet my cunt and I felt his cock slowly penetrate my ring. I’d stretched my hole well today so I easily slid down his dick feeling him inside me. I started to lift up then dropped back down as I felt him meet my rising and falling. His cock felt good and my own banged against my stomach as I fucked him, sniffing on a bottle of poppers. We did this for a few minutes but I wanted to kiss my top so I got off, turned and knelt my legs either side of him and slid back down onto him again. Now I could kiss him which we immediately did and Aussie boy started fucking me. It felt so good being fucked and I steadied myself on the arms of the chair as he plowed my cunt. He was grunting louder and louder, “You want my poz load bitch?” he grunted through thrusts. “Fuck me, poz me “, I moaned back. He suddenly went into overdrive and fucked me fast and deep before I felt him slow and groan loudly. He held me hard on his shaft as I felt his cock twitch in me. His highly toxic load was pumping deep in my guts. We kissed hard while he kept his cock inside me making sure I got every drop. Finally we broke the kiss and I got off him. I could feel drips coming down my leg and reaching down I wiped it up with my hand. Looking at the liquid on my fingers I licked them clean savouring his and my juices. “Dirty bitch” he said grinning at me. “Fuck you later” and with that he got up and walked off. I got back to the table and watched a number of guys fucking before I saw my next breeder coming towards me. It was a younger guy of early twenties and he wasn’t what you’d call fit but he was good looking and smooth. His cock looked to be 6 inches or so and quite thick. “Follow me” he said, which I did obligingly We walked out the lounge and upstairs, I could hear fucking going on everywhere with moans, grunts, smacking and screams audible from every direction. My next top led me to a small room which had two floor mats. Two guys were already on one fucking like mad and he pulled me down on the other. No small talk, he knew what he wanted and pushed me on my back, lifting my legs up to expose my hole. He had lubed his cock and was plunging it into me within moments. I lay back watching him fuck me, his face was emotionless and he stared into my eyes pumping in and out of me. I grabbed his face and pulled it down and we kissed hard, our tongues dueling together.“Fuck me baby.” I moaned at him biting his bottom lip. He doubled his efforts and was hammering away at me for ages. The two guys besides us had obviously cum and they got up only to be replaced by another couple. Usually I like plenty of positions if I’m being fucked this long but he seemed to like missionary best and after a while I could sense he was close. “You want my toxic cum?” he asked me through gritted teeth. “Yes baby” I replied “Breed me” He pumped what must have been a heavy load in my ass as he came with a long, loud moan, cumming hard. I could feel him inside me. We lay together for a few more minutes, his heart was pumping so fast and his cock stayed inside my cunt. Finally he got of me and without a kiss said, “Thanks” and left the room. I felt like such a slut but to the side I could see the two guys in their thirties fucking missionary too. I lay still and watched the guy on his back getting fucked and he saw me grinning with beckoning eyes. I moved over and we started kissing while the top was fucking him. He tasted of smoke but it was hot to French kiss him while his ass hole was being invaded by another lad. I heard the door open and looking up another guy had poked his head round, he saw my available ass hole and was down with me in moments. I carried on kissing the guy and felt my legs being lifted and a new cock invading my hole. This felt bigger and I turned to look at the guy now about to fuck me, he was 40's, OK build, bit hairy but clearly a good size cock on him. He also had a few bruises on his skin and deep sores which I guessed could mean he was one of the guys with Aids. I turned back to the lad being fucked and we continued kissing as I felt the first thrusts in me. For a few minutes we were both being fucked and I carried on with the hottie while being fucked by the older guy. The guy fucking him suddenly started groaning and slowed as he was clearly cumming in the guy’s ass. He grinned at us both and after a few moments pulled out and got up. The guy stayed on his back and pulled me into another kiss as my ass was getting a serious pounding now. This guy was doing a good job of stretching me and I was really enjoying his efforts. Finally after a few more minutes he started to slow and moan and looking round he came in me. I could feel his cock twitch as he dumped his load. “I hope you like Aids” he said as he pulled out of me. I looked round and thanked him as he left the two of us. “Lick me out” the guy lying next to me said. I grinned and went down on his sloppy ass hole, it was quite full of spunk and there was blood mixed in the residue dripping out. I feltched the guy. I do love licking loads out of used sloppy ass holes. He must have had a few loads in there as I got quite a mouth full. I didn’t swallow immediately and we ended up snowballing the toxic spluge together and sharing. “Do me” I said and he did the same for me, licking me clean. Again we kissed and snowballed. “You just bottom?” he said finally breaking the kiss. “No I top too” I said grinning back. “Cool lets meet later I’d love you inside me” he said and with that we kissed and got up, looking for more poz boys. I went back to the lounge and grabbed another beer, there were less guys in here now but still plenty of fucking going on. I grabbed another bottle of poppers and a tooth brush. The latter was there to rough the anal passage up so we’d bleed and help the virus invade our blood stream. I needed to know tonight was worth it so I decided to make certain. The rest of the afternoon and evening blurred into a right royal fuck session with various highs and a few lows. The highs were getting double penetrated by the host and his fuck slut boyfriend who turned about to be the fit lad on the door I’d met earlier. They were really hot and stretched me so wide on their big double bed. I got fucked by a nice toned black guy while I took a quick shower and was happy to down a few guys piss while they came in to use the toilet. Black cock fucking my ass and guys depositing their piss in my mouth. Of course I did get a bit spit roasted too. But the pièce de résistance came around 11pm when Jamie suddenly honed into view. I hadn’t seen this fucking stud all night so maybe he turned up late but he saw me, came straight towards me, grabbed me and we were kissing hard without saying a word to each other. His muscular arms were gripping me hard. I could feel his fat dick between us. “Come” he said in a deep voice. I got dragged to a bedroom and luckily the bed had just been vacated so he threw me backwards on the wet sheets. He pulled my legs up and went down on my exposed sloppy ass hole. His tongue was inside me faster than a ferret up a drain pipe. He was eating me out so good, with fingers invading me too. I wanked my cock as he rimmed me. Finally he came up for air, pulled me towards him roughly and then spat the spludge into my face and mouth. Then started licking it off before kissing me hard again. We shared it between us but this guy was in total control and was holding me down as he kissed me. He bit my lip too and was on my nipples painfully biting them. I like rough but this guy was going to be leaving marks, I could tell. His fat dick kept banging my stomach and I was so horny to feel it inside me but Jamie was in control of me. I gripped his tight and pert bum cheeks forcing him down onto me and lifting my legs to expose my cunt to his cock. He didn’t need asking twice, he pulled up, grabbed my legs and pushed them towards my chest, then aimed his fat dick at my hole and pushed straight in. He didn’t even wait and luckily I was loose enough to accommodate him, just. He still hurt though and I actually screamed out. “Shut it bitch” he commanded and I fell silent and bit my lip. He went into hammer drive pretty quickly too and was fucking me deep and fast. I just about kept up but since he was slapping my face and squeezing my throat, slowly shutting of my oxygen, I had other things to think about too. I was so turned on and honestly a little scared but too horny to care. He kept on plowing my ass hard and although I was having difficulty drawing breath I was enjoying it so much. He finally let go of my throat so I could breathe then pulled out. Flipped me over on my front and dragged me onto all fours towards his cock then plowed back into me and carried on fucking me. He got deeper if anything and I was in heaven as he hit all my spots. I heard the door open and some guys came in but Jamie told them to watch only or fuck off. It seemed I was his bitch and he didn’t want to share. The guys stayed and watched Jamie continued to pummel my cunt and was slapping my ass so hard, I knew I’d have hand marks for weeks. No word of a lie, over the next hour ish, he fucked me in so many positions taking ages to cum. He was amazing and just kept going, we did get a bit of an audience although I noticed it turned into guys fucking around us. When he eventually came I was riding him on his back as he practically pulled my nipples off. He groaned loudly as he pumped his jizz in me and I crashed down on his cock to squeeze every drop out of him. It was the most amazing fuck and honestly he’s up there as one of the best tops I ever fucked. A real stallion. I collapsed on top of his sweaty body and lay there feeling him breathing fast. He pulled my face to his and we kissed long and hard again. Now that he’d cum he’d turned into a lover boy and we lay kissing for ages, feeling each other. Finally I got off his dick which was still in me. He was still hard too but the rules said we had to take cock from everyone before repeats. I must admit I was ready to go again but he pushed me off and said later. I was a bit disappointed but only for a micro second as two other guys were clambering on the bed next to me and were clearly about to rape me too. I kept fucking until about 5am but there were a few guys flagging by now with couples snoozing together after presumably fucking first. I think I’d had about 15 loads by now and had cum a few times. I’d used the tooth brush to rough up my ass a couple of times too or if truth be told I’d used any I found lying around of which they all had blood on them already. My cunt was certainly loose and sore by now but I saw a space on the settee in the lounge and sat down for a quick nap. No sooner had I closed my eyes than my cock was being sucked and looking down I saw the guy I’d feltched earlier staring up at me with his lips round my shaft. He had a couple of fingers in my cunt too but I knew he wanted to ride me and after a while of sucking me he knelt over me and slid down on my cock. I hadn’t topped all night so it felt great to fuck him. We kissed loads and I liked gripping his throat and squeezing as I tweaked his nipples hard. He didn’t complain and we fucked for ages. I got him on all fours at one point and was slapping his ass with gay abandon. After finally dumping my load down his throat, as he wanted to taste me, we collapsed in a hot sweaty mass and ended up sleeping together for a while. I woke up with him at 8 and he kissed me and left to find someone else to breed him. I got some quick breakfast and couldn’t even manage that without getting a blow job from a cute 20 year old lad who was neg too. I told him to take his arm band off and we found a spot so I could fuck him, he was just too cute to resist. The rest of the morning I needed to make sure I got a few more loads and I couldn’t remember everyone who’d fucked me (with a few exceptions) so I just took what came my way. Now that’s a real slut for you! I took another six loads by midday but there was a definite air of finality by now as I suspected the tops were tiring and so by 2pm Jez called to everyone to come back to the lounge and slowly guys did. “OK guys, we’ll call it a day. All you neg boys please let me know your test results and I’ll post to everyone to see how many we converted. I hope you all get what you deserve you dirty fuckers” he said grinning. There was another round of applause and that was that. So here’s the thing, I know I took two dirty loads a week before the party. Yep I should probably have said that at the beginning but in my book it was this party that changed my life. Three weeks later I actually got fuck flu which I thought was a myth but I was ill for a week and sweated so bad. My glands were swollen for ages, I just couldn’t get right. I got tested in October and got a text message from the clinic on November 12th 2013 to say I was positive. Epilogue – Happy to say I met up with Jamie again and again and again. He’s so fucking hot. I’m also breeding my pretty little ass off although I’m currently undetectable.

I was 18, on holiday in North Wales with my parents. We had over a couple of years befriended a couple of guys who were entertainers around the clubs there called Paul and Danny. Not great friends, but they'd always chat with Mom Dad and me when they saw us. Now at 18 I was still pretty innocent, I knew about sex, I'd seen porn, and I was curious about gay sex, but had never done anything with anyone. I had played with myself, a lot -- even experimenting with anal with a rounded metal tube I'd got hold of. I loved fucking myself with it -- it was only just thicker than a finger but it felt great. It also prepared me well for that holiday in Wales! I know I looked cute -- seeing the photographs at that time I can see why Paul and Danny took an interest. Long blonde hair, green eyes, meaty but not fat, and looked fantastic in tight jeans which I always wore. My cock was around 6 inches (a lot more now!), and at 18 I had barely started sprouting pubic hair. Basically, if guys liked blonde cute teen boys -- well, that was me. One evening Paul was chatting with Mom and Dad and as I walked over he said: "I see you like pool Richie -- we have a pool table at our house -- would you like to come over and play sometime?" I think I got the picture straight away. Paul was fucking sexy. About 40, tight jeans, shirt undone to show a hairy chest -- really fit looking. Of-course "I said yes" and as Danny walked over we were already agreeing a time and day -- Thursday at around 12 mid day. Danny was mid 40's very slim, came across as nice but always had an edge to him. That night Mom said "Do you think he meant all of us or just you?" I blurted out "Just me" a bit too quickly. Paul and Danny had another guy staying with them at the time called Andrew, so I knew it would be me and 3 guys. My heart was skipping when I rang their door that Thursday. I'd worn my tightest jeans, t-shirt and trainers. Paul invited me in and sat me down on the sofa. Paul was in an armchair, and Andrew came walking in from the kitchen. "So, wanna see our pool table?" said Paul, and he invited me into the backroom, which did indeed have a pool table. After a bit of chat we were playing -- innocently. Then Danny said lets play strip pool! This meant we took turns at shots and every time you missed you had to take something off! This got me tingling! I had a good idea what they wanted from me, but would they really seduce a 18 yo? It soon became clear they were hustlers, potting balls and leaving me nothing. I was soon down to my jeans. I missed again, and I had to strip -- I unbuttonned and unzipped with 3 pairs of eyes on me. I was then naked in front of 3 men between 35 and 45, my cock hard against my belly and they were all still fully clothed! "Nice cock" said Paul. "Well you lost -- shall we go back to the front room?" I went to pick up my clothes but Danny said I wouldn't be needing them. I sat on a sofa, Paul one side of me, Danny the other. Andrew put on the TV and on came a VERY hard core porn vid. A boy -- about my age, sucking a much older guy's cock while a black guy fucked the boy's ass. The guy getting the blow job was gagging the boy, ramming his cock down his throat and the black guy, who's cock must have been 10 inches and fucking thick, was slamming into the boy like his life depended on it. Paul and Danny were stroking my thighs -- my cock twitched with the excitement of all this. "Like the vid?" Paul asked and I smiled and said "oooh yes". Almost together they grabbed one of my hands each and directed them to their cocks. I stroked them through their jeans feeling them get harder. The scene on the video ended as both men came over the boy's face. A second scene started, this time a little blonde boy - possibly a bit younger than me was tied down on all 4's on a bed and was being fucked one after the other by around 10 guys. I LOVED this one! It looked homemade. Andrew lit a joint and passed it around. I'd never smoked one before and almost immediately I felt the effects. Paul unzipped his cock and I started wanking him. Everyone was almost silent as this happened. It felt unreal. I was a 18 year old boy, naked, 2 men stroking my body and I was wanking a guy's cock. Make that 2 cocks as Danny wanted the same. Then Paul spoke to me: "I think you are fucking beautiful -- we've wanted you for 2 years now and we're gonna finally have you" Then we kissed, his tongue inside my mouth, my head swimming as Danny wanked me. Andrew had got a camcorder and was filming it -- I can recall it so well as I've seen the film enough times! Paul told me to suck him. I'd never sucked cock before, but I got on all 4's on the sofa and slowly took his cock into my mouth and sucked like I thought how I would like it. I could smell his body spray and I inhaled deeply. Paul's cock was fantastic -- thick black pubes and a 9 inch cock, thick, and very very hard. I loved it -- I was sucking deep, bobbing my head up and down quickly, and he said "Slowly Richie -- no rush" My ass was in the air, and Danny was fingering me, he had dug out some lube and was easily pushing his finger into me. Paul and Danny spoke more to each other than me: "Danny -- can he take it?" "Needs washing out" "quick enema then?" Clearly my bum needed clearing, so long story short -- vid stopped, I was taken upstairs and within 10 minutes I'd had my first enema via a shower hose. It wasn't much fun, but I was now "ready" We continued on the sofa, me sucking Paul, Danny with 2 fingers in me now. "You want him first? Said Danny" "Fucking right I do" said Paul, and soon they'd swapped places. They told me to turn over so that I was on my back, and pushed up the sofa so my head was almost hanging over the edge. Paul asked if I'd ever been fucked and I admitted I hadn't. He smiled and said it might hurt but it would pass. I felt ready for him anyway. All my practice at home had partly prepared me for this. It was going to happen, and wow -- 3 men and me!! Paul held my legs wide apart and smeared more KY on his cock so it was glistening. Andrew got close in with the camcorder. I looked fantastic -- My soft body lying on the sofa, my ribcage showing and my belly pit sunken in. My plump things being held apart my Paul and Danny, and Paul looming over me like an animal. He began to rub his cock against my ass, lubing it with his precum. Then Danny and Andrew started encouraging him. Telling him to fuck me. Paul held his cock against my ass and pushed. Christ!!! That metal tube and Danny's fingers hadn't prepared me for this!. God it felt like I was splitting apart. Paul grunted as he started working his 9 inches into me. I was panting and groaning and my head was dropping back over the sofa's edge. Before I knew it Danny's cock had appeared at my face and he made it clear what he wanted. I opened my mouth and he pushed his cock into it. Paul was gradually slowlly getting every inch into me. I couldn't believe I had a man's cock inside my body. I was 18 year old and a grown man had his cock inside my bum. Again their conversation was around me -- not at me. Danny asking if I was tight, Paul confirming it. Andrew telling them both to get more cock inside me. It felt wonderfully seedy and nasty. Danny eventually spoke to me -- "Richie -- breathe in now". As I did he thrust his whole cock down my throat. I panicked and gagged, spluttering all over him. This just excited him even more. Paul told him to it again and told me to breathe through my nose. Danny did it again, and this time I took him inside my throat for a few seconds before he pulled out. Now I had the hang of it. Danny would thrust deep, I'd breathe in, opening my throat and he began throat fucking me properly. Paul was by now slamming all 9 inches into my bum and was about to cum. Paul and Danny again spoke over me. "Ready mate?" Yep" "Gonna cum" "Fuck yes" and with that Paul's cock grew even more inside me and started shooting his cum inside my bowels. It felt boiling hot and I could feel it pulse out of his cock with each spurt. Danny then thrust his cock insoide my throat and held it there. His cum shot down my throat and he came for ages. I was starting to choke but they just held me there -- not letting me away as Danny shot inside me. Eventually they pulled out and Paul took the cam as Andrew flipped me over and fucked me from behind. His cock was smaller than Paul's and it slipped inside me easily. He slapped my ass as he fucked me and after about 5 minutes he shot his load in me too. God!!! An hour ago I was a virgin and I'd taken 2 men in my bum and deep throated another. We all lay/sat back and Andrew put the video on and we watched it all happen again. "You don't mind if we show this to our friends do you Rich" asked Paul. I smiled and said he could show it to whoever he wants. He asked what if they wanted to do more than watch me and I'd be happy to meet them! I know for a fact the film got very widely distributed and I think thousands of men have seen me getting used over the years. Paul said he really should have used a condom as we watched him cum in me, but I said I liked feeling the cum inside me. That's when the doorbell rang.!! Part 2 to follow.....

rough dirty guys who treat me like a fucking whore. Guys who I can tell have no respect for me and think I'm nothing but a disgusting bugged up faggotwhore. who will spit in my face, strangle me, ash their cigarette in my mouth, piss on me, pass me around, whore me out and tell me what a worthless cumdumpster I am.

Last night I had a really powerful moment that I feel put everything into perspective for me as a bottom. For the last 3 months I've been seeing three roommates that I met on grindr. They just live a few blocks over from me - the oldest one is in his late 40's and super hung and the other two are 18 and 27 and are both hung, too. I know I got lucky by meeting them and it's a daily thing for me to go over to their house and spend time. Lately I've been having strong feelings for the oldest one. I call him big daddy and he calls me his little prince. It just makes my heart flutter when he holds me and he does little things that make me smile. Last week he let me keep his doo rag while he was at work and yesterday he washed my car for me when the sun came out. I think the other two have noticed how he treats me and were starting to feel bad about it so I made it a point to spend some alone time with each of them. I want to give them my full attention and make sure they're satisfied before I go to see my big daddy. I was over there yesterday and had a nice makeout session with the 27 year old. I played with his dick and gave him some head to get him hard. Right away I appreciated how big he was and then looked down at my soft little dick. Eventually he flipped me over and ate me out before he lubed me up and fucked me. While my stud was fucking me, big daddy came into the room and just watched from the door. He was playing with himself while he watched me get railed. He waited for my stud to finish, then he came to the bed and laid down next to me so we could makeout while my stud sat on the side of the bed and watched. While we were kissing I ran my fingers along the length of his dick, then pushed my crotch up to his to show off the difference in size. I don't know why it meant so much to me but it felt like the most important thing in the world for them to see how much bigger their dicks were than mine. My dick is always soft and when I get super horny it goes into the skin while my ass shivers. After that he rolled me on my back and put more lube in my ass, then he took his turn piping me down. While he was hammering my cunt the only thing I could concentrate on was the size of their dicks compared to mine and it made me orgasm hard. After I took his load the youngest one came in and we fucked while the older two talked about how proud I was to show off my little dick. It made me feel so feminine and complete that they were talking about me that way. Big daddy pointed out that my softie wasn't even as big as the end of their thumbs and it made me orgasm again. After I took that last load we spent the rest of the night walking around naked. I feel like I was in my proper place as a bottom with my satisfied ass on display while my small dick was hiding in its skin and in my pubes. I spent the night with big daddy and felt complete knowing that I'd brought attention to the huge difference in our dick sizes.

I remember one guy who was fucking me started asking questions. What's the most guys who'd fucked me, he asked. Sixteen, I admitted sheepishly. Fuck, he said, and he exploded inside me. [EG]

Part 3 is available here as it contains chemsex elements:

Richard Locke, I forgot that name over the years. He was a sexy fucking man !

Danny put on a dressing gown and went to answer the door. Oh shit -- what if Mom and Dad had turned up! I panicked for a while, but Paul held my thigh and smiled at me. Danny returned with 2 more men. One was "Uncle Joey" -a kids entertainer I'd seen around here for years. He was about 65- grey hair, small, pot bellied, and with him was a guy I didn't recognise. He was much younger -- about 30 -- and I never learnt his name! Joey looked at me and said "I see what you mean! He's lovely". Paul told me to go and say hello to Joey so I stood up and kissed Joey fully -- swapping tongues. He felt me ass and shoved a finger inside me and said that he could tell I'd already started being fucked! He pulled his finger out and it was covered in Paul and Andrew's cum. He held it to my mouth and I sucked it off. The "other guy" -- lets call him "30" had come up behind me and was kneading my ass cheeks and biting my neck. I was a sandwich between two very horny guys. I could feel their cocks hardening against me and knew I was about to start round 2. I was pushed down to my knees. Andrew started with his camcorder again. Joey pulled out a smallish cock -- 6 inches and not quite hard. I began sucking him deeply, bobbing my head back and forth as I knelt in front of him. "30" was stripping naked and he was fucking gorgeous! Really fit body, shaved pubes and a cock that was even bigger than Paul's. I wanked him as I sucked Joey. Paul passed another joint around and they gave me a good hit on it. I began swapping Joey and 30's cocks wanking one as I sucked another. Paul and Danny sat wanking their cocks with Andrew filming it. Joey sat on a sofa and told me to come and suck him. I knelt in front and carried on sucking him. 30 got behind me and began forcing that monster inside me. I tried to scream! but Joey held my head down on his cock and said: "Shut the fuck up you little bitch".!! Joey wasn't such a nice guy after all -- he liked it rough. 30 was the perfect partner for him -- he liked to be rough too. I looked over at Paul --I thought he might step in, but he just sat there, smiling and wanking a now VERY hard cock. Danny told Joey to treat me like a slut.! 30 was now forcing more cock into me. Even Andrew whispered "Jesus" as he filmed it. My little asshole was being stretched by this monster cock and there was no way of escaping it. Joey was now skull fucking me, not gently like Danny, but really grabbing my head and slamming it up and down on his now much harder cock. 30 was just forcing his cock into me. My insides felt like they were being pulled inside out as he fucked me. I gasped for air and looked up helplessly at Paul who stood up and I thought he was going to stop them. Instead he pushed my head back down on Joe's cock and held it down on it.!! Suddenly the spliff took effect and I was feeling hornier than ever. I started wiggling my ass as 30 got all 10 inches into me. Each time Joey let me up I'd say... "best you can do?" and "Do it harder". The two of them went wild on me. I was used like a rag doll fucked, gagged, slapped -- Joey loved slapping my face - and even spat on.Joe would keep leaning down -- telling me to open my mouth and he'd spit in my mouth.!! 30 just keep pummelling me until I felt that now familiar swelling and he shot his cum into me. He pulled out quickly and Paul replaced him. He fucked me for 5 minutes or so, finished, Danny got on, fucked, left, and then Andrew too. Joe eventually oozed some thin watery cum into my mouth, and gasped as he lay back on the sofa. I rolled over with cum oozing out of my bum. I'd taken 6 loads up there and it was coming out quite a lot! Paul scooped some up and offered it to my mouth and I sucked it dry. Then I did it myself, scooping cum out my arse with my fingers and drinking it down. I had taken on 5 very horny old [banned word] and satisfied them all. It was around 4pm now and I said Mom and Dad would expect me soon. I was still high as a kite though. Joey said "golden showers?" Paul said "Not yet". Joey said "NOW". I had no idea what they were talking about. I soon found out. Paul explained what they wanted to do -- basically piss on me. I had NEVER heard of this before, but as I was high, horny -- I still hadn't cum and my cock was rock hard- I was up for it. I was taken upstairs to the bathroom and helped into the bath. Andrew with his trusty camcorder bringing up the rear. I was told to kneel in the bath and masturbate. As I did Joey stood in front of me and released a jet of yellow warm piss onto my chest. 30 joined him and pissed on my cock as I wanked. Joey started aiming higher and told me to open my mouth. I did as he told me and tasted man piss for the first time. God it was vile! I choked up but Joey just laughed and carried on. Paul stepped up next and he also wanted it in my mouth. I tried again and found I liked Paul's piss more than Joey's. I started to cum. As Paul and Andrew joined the party I was being covered with 3 men's piss -- my hair, mouth, body, soaked with it as my cock shot an arc of cum into the air. I almost passed out the orgasm was that strong, and I lay in the bath panting as the last dribbles of piss dropped onto me. There was a lot of congratulations between the 5 guys and they were obviously very pleased with what had happened. Paul said I should shower and get dressed. When I came back downstairs the guys were all watching the video again. I sat on Paul's lap and we kissed. "Can we do this again?" I asked Paul smiled and asked just how many men could I handle.? I told him as many as he could get. He asked if the following Friday was good for me? I said yes. He explained it would be an all nighter -- I'd have to sneak out of the hotel where I was staying with my parents. I agreed. Paul looked at the other guys and asked how many guys could they rustle up. They immediately started texting on their mobiles! Paul said OK. We'll pick you up outside your hotel at 11.30 Friday night. I asked Paul how many guys would there be and he said it was hard to say, but probably at least 10.!! My cock hardened at the thought, and Paul noticed. OK little guy -- one more cum before you go, and be pulled my cock out and wanked me wonderfully and gently to an orgasm. I went round the other guys and kissed them sexily. Danny said "Go before you get us started again!" Before I left Paul handed me a dildo -- big one -- about 10 inches long and thicker than any cock I'd had yet, and a huge tub of Vaseline. He told me to practice with it every night to help prepare me. He said I should try to fuck myself for as long as I could, rest a day, then try the next day for a bit longer. I promised I'd try. I eventually made my way to the door and left. My ass was sore, my throat hurt and I had a week to prepare for an even bigger party than today! .................>>> 😈

Our stop in Tampa was busy for me and work, so i didn't get the chance to check out one of the 2 bathhouses. But having been overworked and only there for a short period of time, on our last night I did run out to a few places for some play. I ended up at Buddy's Adult Video where there were a few playing amongst the videos. I quickly joined in and swallowed a few cocks and played with myself. After the fuddy duddys jacked off and let me lap up some of the cum they left. And I decided that I might as well too. We were moving to the next destination the next morning, and even if I wasn't driving this time. I wanted to be alert enough to load the bus with my stuff. I pulled up Uber to order a ride back to the hotel and the wait was 22 minutes and I decided that I would hangout for a while with the amount of time I was going to wait and then try again. I cancelled the Uber went back in slowly started stroking my own cock and then he walked in. I was unsure if he was here to top or bottom. I watched him walk past the main room to one of the side video screening rooms. I let sit for about 10 minutes, as it was just the 2 of us at this time so no one else was going to be able to get to him 1st, i just wanted to not seem to eager and too desperate. After a few minutes I checked all the small screening rooms, still empty and found him in the last one. Pants down to the ground on a couch playing with a monster cock. I walked over got on my knees and asked if I could suck it he said yes. So I did. After a while he stood up to give him more leverage and me a better chance to swallow it all. And when he did it I asked if he would record me sucking his dick. He agreed and I gave him my phone. Angled it towards my face and went to town. Folks always get a better blowjob when they film me being a nasty whore pig for cum. It turns me on, and I go further and do more than I normally would. Which in this case made me work to the load to fast and too quickly after the video started he made it about 4 mintues before he came. He cleaned himself up, I showed my appreciation by jacking off to the video of me getting my life and then I went back to the hotel.

Day 4, Part 8 "Not quite. Come over here and turn around" Ken said. Chris walked over and turned his back to him. He heard Ken counting and then say "Damn, you've been a good slut. Forty five loads of cum." "Toxic loads" Chris said unemotionally. "Mmmhmm. How about we add a few more and get you to fifty? That would be a record" Ken asked. Chris pushed his shorts down before kneeling down and spreading his legs. "Who's first?" he asked. "Me, of course. Age has it's advantages" Ken said. Ken kneeled behind Chris and pushed his cock against Chris's hole and in, slowly descending until he was balls deep. "Fuck, this is a sweet hole. I'm gonna want to feel it when the fever hits. It's the hottest time to fuck a guy" Ken said as he began to rock his hips. Chris looked around and the rest of the group was watching Ken fuck him. Two weeks earlier he would have been embarrassed to be seen like this and now it turned him on. Ken fucked a little harder, wrapping his muscled arm around Chris's chest. "Ready for some more, poz boy?" Ken said as his thrusts became hard and deliberate. "Yes, sir. Thank you, sir" Chris said right before Ken plowed in deep and his cock began to shoot out jets of charged cum into Chris's guts. Ken slowly released Chris and pulled out. He looked around and pointed at Andy. "Oldest to youngest, hehe" Ken said as Andy approached. Andy scooped up some cum dripping out of Chris's hole, rubbed it over his dick and stuck it in quick. Chris grunted and then flexed his hole around Andy's cock. Andy plowed in and out, feeling Ken's load coat his cock as he worked it into the walls of Chris's chute. Chris moaned as he felt the long strokes pump into his ass. Andy leaned in and whispered to Chris "You're gonna beat my record, you dick" then laughed before adding "Dad told me I have to take care of you when you convert, just be ready to get fucked a lot too." Chris moaned and pushed his ass back, taking Andy's cock all the way and squeezing it with his ass. Andy started to fuck faster and then rammed in, adding his jizz to Ken's. "And now son to father" Steve said as he took Andy's place. Steve fucked quickly, knowing they didn't have a lot of time to get to the pickup point. Dumping his load, Les came up. "Father to daddy, I guess" he said chuckling. Les had been stroking a while and it didn't take long for him to thrust in and dump another load into Chris's hole. Ken said "One more and make it quick" and Eric walked up to Chris and knelt down. "Fuck, that looks hot" he said, pushing his cock into the cum leaking hole. After a few strokes, Eric started to hammer into Chris's ass. He grabbed on to Chris's shoulders, pulling him tight and humped a few more times before he shot the first of several ropes of cum deep into Chris's cunt.

Day 4, Part 7 "That's for breeding my ass full of poz loads the first day and not telling me, asshole" Chris said. He wiggled his finger around, finding Colin's prostate and began prodding it with his finger. With his other hand he reached around and pinched Colin's nipple. He worked both over while he heard Colin grunt and yell out "FUCK! SHIT! Oh my gawd that hurts! Please... stop!" "You're probably close... maybe another minute or two" Chris said, feeling Colin's body writhe around him. He decided to taunt Colin a little and said into his ear "That had to be hot watching a straight guy like you get your ass fucked by some queers last year. All that toxic cum soaking into your virgin ass? I fuckin' would have loved to watch that." He chuckled to himself and added "Now you're all pozzed up and you can't even shoot your load. You're a sorry sack of shit." He kept working Colin over a minute more and then said "I'm getting bored, fuckin shoot that bugged up cum so we can finish the trip." He pushed a second finger in, twisted and flicked them back and forth until he heard Colin alternate between growling and whimpering. Chris looked down and watched a thick rope of cum ooze out of his cock into the sand. Another rope came out as Colin's body trembled. He could see Colin's cock pressed tightly against the cage, the throbbing visible through the cage. After almost a minute of Colin's painful orgasm, Chris felt Colin's body go limp. He pulled his fingers out and watched Colin fall to his knees, shaking and gasping for air. "Get back in the canoe, shitbag. If you aren't nice to me the rest of the trip, I'm telling them you wasted another load" Chris said, walking to the canoe. They paddled silently down the river until Colin said somberly "My dick is finally soft. Thanks." Chris smiled and kept paddling. They came around a bend and saw everyone on a sandbar. The two headed over and got out of the canoe. "Are we done?" Chris asked, looking around.

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

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fuck yeah! most of the guys who fuck me love the fact that I'm such a dirty nasty slut that takes anonymous loads from a ton of strangers. guys tell me they love thinking about how many men have blown their loads in me before them. plus I think when you're a publicly used cumdumpster like me everyone knows you're a dirty slut. I laugh when im laying in a bathhouse sling blindfolded with cum dripping from my gaped out hole taking on guy after guy and guys ask me if im clean. I always tell them im not clean, im a dirty bareback cumdumpster

I just assume any bathhouse cumdump is a dirty pozzed up whore because they usually are. That's why they are naked in a bathhouse taking loads from strangers.

Hey guys. I've spent quite some time here enjoying the stories and decided to add one of my own. It's based on my experiences and hope you like it. I walked up to the door knowing what I was in store for. I had been messaging him for a few weeks now and telling him my darkest desires. Over that time, I told him about how I wanted to give myself over. How I needed it. I wanted to be controlled…become a cuntboy. Yeah that’s right…a cuntboy. I remember the first time I heard someone call himself a pussyboy. It stuck with me; but yet, it wasn’t what I felt until I heard someone refer to their hole as a cunt. Yeah, a cunt…that was what it was. I wanted to be a cuntboy. I have to admit, there have been quite a few guys that were turned off once I mentioned it. I would bring it while messaging with Daddies who were interested in getting together as a sort of litmus test and most of the time that ended it. But this Daddy didn’t blink, so to speak, when I mentioned it during the first round of messages. In fact, he seemed more interested in meeting me after that. I told him what I was into…verbal, piss, tit torture, flogging, roleplay, spit, leather, rubber and control among others. He asked me if I had experienced Tina. I had quite a few times. It allowed me to give over to the pig in me. We continued messaging, including pics, for a week or so. Then came the day that he asked me if I was ready to meet. I didn’t hesitate. I immediately replied with a “Yes! When?” The next thing he did was send me his phone number. I grabbed my phone. I heard his deep voice. “Hello.” I hesitated then drew a breath. “Hello Daddy. It’s me, cuntboy.” He chuckled and I heard him smile. “Hi cuntboy. How are you? Can you be at my place in three hours? I just sent you the address. But first, you need to shave yourself down. I want your body smooth from the neck down. After that clean yourself out a couple of times and lube your cunt. I want you jock-strapped and ready to service me.” “Yes, Daddy.” I answered. I had always kept myself trimmed so it wouldn’t be too much to completely shave myself down. “Good boy,” I’ll see you then. I was hesitant as I walked up to the door three hours later and knocked. I had prepared just as he ordered. I had shaved my cunt smooth and had cleaned myself out several times in preparation for his cum. As he opened the door, I saw him...my Daddy. As he stepped back, he stood with his legs spread apart and arms crossed. He was in his 40’s, 6’1”, 210 lbs. with black hair, piercing blue eyes and a dark scruff on his face. I took in the sight of my Daddy...booted, wearing a leather harness and jockstrap. The four straps of his harness, two over his shoulders and two around his ribs were tightly wrapped around his muscular chest joined with a shiny metal ring in between his pecs. I noticed the straps around his ribs seem to push up his chest a bit showing off his pierced tits. His leather jockstrap was bursting at the seams from his cock and balls. His polished boots gleamed as the hallway light fell on them. The first words out of his mouth were, “Strip cuntboy. From now on, you’ll be ready for my cock at all times. Fold those clothes and put them next to the door on top of your shoes.” I kicked off my shoes and shivered as I pulled my t-shirt off. I didn’t know why; but I was nervous. As I undid my belt and pulled my jeans down, he came up to me and held me tight. “It’s ok cuntboy, Daddy’s here. Now put those away. You won’t be needing them anytime soon.” I neatly folded my jeans and t-shirt, grabbed my sneakers and placed them in the corner of the entryway. As I turned around, I saw Daddy smile. A black leather collar was in his right hand. “Remember what you told me cuntboy?” “Yes, Daddy. I told you I loved the feeling of a tight collar around my neck.” As he walked toward me, I fell to my knees ready to accept what that collar meant. “You will be collared and jock-strapped while you are here. Understand boy? Every time you enter this house, you will strip down the minute you enter. I want your cunt ready to take my cock at all times. You will then kneel and wait for me to place this collar around your neck.” As he neared me, I saw a shiny metal tag on the collar. Daddy noticed my look. “That’s for you cuntboy. A tag so everyone will know what you are.” He held the tag in his left hand to show me. “It says cuntboy. I had it made after the first chat we had.” Then I felt it. The leather collar going against my neck, tightened and locked. “Daddy…I’m your fucking cuntboy,” I moaned. Daddy chuckled, “Now let me see my cuntboy. Stand up.” There I stood…legs apart, hands behind my back and my eyes down…32 years old, standing at 5’11”, 165 lbs. with short brown hair and green eyes awaiting his approval. My tits were pierced with silver rings that shone against my pecs. I wanted this so much but my cock stayed limp in my yellow SafeTGard jockstrap due to my nervousness. “Yellow huh? Good boy. Turn around and show me your cunt. Are you smooth?” I turned, bent over and spread my ass cheeks. I heard him approach. Suddenly, I felt his hands begin to inspect my cunt. His fingers neared my cunt lips as I began to get hard. I could feel my cock come alive as my cunt lips became sensitized to my Daddy’s touch. His fingers went lower and I felt him grab the two guiche rings and pull on them. I moaned again. Then he let go. “Good boy, you did a good job. And I see you’re getting relaxed. Your cock is growing. Very nice. But you know that you are to concentrate on my cock, right cuntboy? Your cock doesn’t matter.” “Yes, Daddy.” I responded as he smacked my ass cheeks and told me to stand straight. Daddy then attached a leash to my collar and pulled. “Come on boy. It’s time you service your Daddy.” There I was...a cuntboy collard and jock-strapped being led into the house by a leash. We walked through the house passing the living room and down the hall. As we walked, down the hallway, I shivered again for some unknown reason. “It’s ok cuntboy. Breathe deep. You’ll be fine. Trust me.” Daddy reassured me. I felt my leash tighten as pulled me to him. Again, I felt his strong arms around me as his hands moved down to my cunt. As his fingers moved to my cunt lips and gently massaged them, I relaxed. “You’re doing fine boy. We’re almost there.” As we reached the door, Daddy stopped and looked at me. “Cuntboy, in this room you will always be safe. I will push your limits and there will be things that you may never have thought you’d do. In time, you will discover parts of yourself that you haven’t imagined.” Daddy opened the door and led me in. A red tinged light shown throughout a room painted a matte black on the walls and ceiling. The black vinyl flooring completed the color scheme of the room. The scent of leather, piss and cum from previous encounters filled the air as I took in the sights. Off to one corner I could see a black tile open shower unit with two shower heads. The glistening metal of the attached shower shots sparkled as they contrasted against the black tiles. Opposite that, lengths of chain shone from a leather sling hanging from the ceiling beams. Mirrors were placed on the walls and ceiling forming the sling’s corner of the to ensure both participants would see each other’s view as they fucked. Off to the side, play toys were lined up on shelves…whips, plugs, floggers, tit clamps, masks and such. Then there was the bed. A large black metal four poster bed covered in black rubber sheets. From the frame and posts hung chains and cuffs ready to restrain at Daddy’s desire. A large flat-screen tv was mounted on the wall visible from every angle of the dungeon. Scenes of leather clad men fucking, sucking, pissing and fisting were playing…all reflecting what had gone on in this room. My cock had never been as hard as it rose above my jockstrap’s waistband and began to leak. I was in heaven. Daddy laughed as he noticed my pre-cum leaking and soaking my jock. He wiped his finger against my cockhead and brought it to his lips as he looked me in the eyes. I watched him wipe it on his lips as he said, “Go ahead cuntboy, taste yourself.” He wrapped his strong arms around me and I felt his harness against my chest as our tit rings hit. My tongue went wild…licking and consuming the pre-cum mixed with my Daddy’s spit until it was gone. “OK boy. Let’s get started.” he laughed. Daddy led me by my leash over to the table next to the bed. On the table I could see a cut straw and some six white lines lined up. “I like it old school to begin,” he chuckled. “You first, cuntboy. I want you flying. I want your cunt to take over. We’ll have those to start with.” “Yes, Daddy,” I responded. I bent down, grabbed the straw, and snorted a line. As I straightened up, I felt the initial sting of the crystals hit my nasal membrane. “Another cuntboy,” Daddy ordered, “Now.” The second was a snap. I could feel my skin begin to tingle. All these feeling came rushing in. Suddenly, I could feel the warm hunger begin deep inside me as I watched my Daddy do a couple of lines. “How you feeling cuntboy?” he asked. The ache took over. “Fucking hot Daddy. I need cock!” I begged as my cunt began to ache. Daddy pulled down on my leash and forced me to my knees. “Ok, cuntboy. Enough for now. The night is young. Down on your knees. It’s time to service Daddy.” He pushed my face to his engorged jockstrap as I dropped to my knees. “Lick it cuntboy. Show me how much you need my cock.” I began licking the leather, feeling his cock pulse within the enclosed pouch as I took in the scent of piss and cum soaked leather. I moaned as the craving intensified in my cunt. I wanted to feel his cock inside me stretching out my cunt lips as he fucked me. I needed it…more than anything at the moment. I needed to feel his cum feeding my cunt. “That’s it cuntboy. Show me how much you want this. A cuntboy belongs between a man’s legs.” “Fuck yeah, Daddy! I’m your fucking cuntboy. Fucking cum hungry cuntboy.” I moaned as I continued worshipping his leather clad cock as the Tina took over my body. “You ready for my cock, cuntboy?” he laughed. “Tell me. You want my cock?” “Yes, Daddy. Please!” I moaned as I continued feeling the outline of his cock through the leather with my tongue. Suddenly, I felt Daddy’s hand on my shoulders and he pushed me back until my leash pulled tightly on my collar. I began to panic. I needed him. I needed his cock. Daddy saw the look in my eyes. “Don’t worry cuntboy.” He smiled as he pulled me up by my leash and led me back to the table, “You’’ll be servicing my cock but first let’s do another line. I want my cuntboy flying.” I quickly inhaled the line into me. As I was about to release the straw, an urge overcame me and I took the other one. Daddy laughed as he opened the drawer, pulled out a metal container. He removed a small bag and placed another line on the table. “Ah, my cuntboy is getting there. Good thing there’s more.” Daddy grabbed his leather clad bulge and squeezed...slowly removing the codpiece from his jock with both hands as I heard the snaps give way as he threw it aside. There it was…my Daddy’s thick cock jutting out. I stared at it as it pulsed…his PA rising and falling to the rhythm of his heartbeat as my mouth watered and my cunt ached…the thick veins on his shaft promising that my cunt lips would feel it as his cock entered my cunt. Then there were his balls…large and full of the cum I craved. “There it is cuntboy. Worship it. Show me you’re worthy of Daddy’s cock.” He demanded. I groaned loudly staring at my Daddy’s cock as I prepared for it to enter my mouth. I licked my lips and opened wide. I felt the metal ring, warm from my Daddy’s body, slide over my tongue as the shaft invaded my mouth and hit the back of my throat. I gagged slightly. As it continued down my throat, I willed my throat to expand and take it all. “Look at me cuntboy. I want to see your eyes as you take my cock.” Daddy ordered. “Blink twice to let me know you understand me and will obey.” I blinked twice knowing that I wanted to obey and serve my Daddy. His shaft continued entering as I began to breathe through my nose so I wouldn’t choke and be able to keep his cock in me. I felt his hands holding my collar as I felt the root of his cock on my lips. I had my Daddy’s complete cock in me. I was Daddy’s cuntboy servicing his cock and surrounding it with my spit and slime. I was in heaven as my Daddy’s cock was pulsing down my throat. We stayed like that for a while…Daddy stroking my face and chin encouraging me. “Good cuntboy. Hold it. That’s a good boy. Breathe. Breathe. You can do it. Don’t suck...just keep it there. I’m gonna train you to keep my cock warm in your mouth all night long. In the morning, you’ll take my piss before releasing my cock. You’d like that wouldn’t you cuntboy?” My eyes were fixed at his face. I wanted to let him know that I needed his fluids, his cum and piss in me. All the while, my cunt was radiating a desire and hunger. As I held his cock in my mouth, I could feel the hunger getting stronger and stronger…the need to be fed. “Now suck Daddy’s cock, boy. I know you want it.” I instinctively began to suck as I moaned. My tongue explored every inch of the cock I was allowed to worship...from the root...up past the pulsing veins...to the warm metal ring that topped his cock and back down. He moaned loudly as my lips closed around the thick root while my throat constricted around his cock. My spit worked to coat it for my hungry cunt. I pulled back and gently scraped my teeth along the shaft all the way to the head before grasping the ring with a tug and diving back down to repeat the worship of my Daddy’s cock. Suddenly, I felt his hands firmly grab both sides of my head and I felt him forcibly push himself in and out of my mouth again and again. He began to fuck my face. “Relax that throat, cuntboy. That’s it.” I relaxed my throat and eagerly accepted my place as his cuntboy...an instrument to satisfy my Daddy’s lust. He gripped my head harder as he began to slow the thrusts but the intensity of them remained. I knew what was coming. I was craving it...his cum....his fluids. “Getting close boy. Don’t worry. I’ll be feeding that cunt of yours too. This is only the first feeding you’ll get tonight.” As he pulled out, he held my head firmly with his cockhead on my tongue. I felt his cock spasm and I began to milk his cock for all it was worth. “Fuck cuntboy! Take my cum!” Daddy yelled as the cum gushed into my mouth as I tried not to spill a drop. “Don’t swallow it boy!” he ordered, “Just hold it there for now.” I hesitated. I could taste the delicious cum. I wanted his cum and have it become a part of me. “Show me boy. Show Daddy how much cum you milked from his cock.” I began to open my mouth but felt the cum begin to spill out. I paused but then lifted my chin and I opened my mouth presenting the load of cum that I had received as I looked dutifully into his eyes. “Beautiful cuntboy...Now swallow. Taste your Daddy’s cum. Look at me.” Our eyes remained fixed as I swallowed. I felt the cum as it slid down my throat and I opened my mouth to show Daddy that I had taken all of it into me. “Good boy,” he laughed. “That was a great start. How’s that cunt of yours doing? Is it getting hungry?” My backside began to move rhythmically as he gently held my head. I couldn’t control it. My instincts had kicked in. “I see your cunt needs feeding.” Daddy laughed. “It won’t take long to get me ready to fuck you. But before that happens, I need my cuntboy to take my piss. I want you even more fucked up when you take my cock. But first, you need to clean my cock.” My mouth eagerly reached for his cock to devour the remains of his cum. My tongue worked his cock as he made encouraging sounds. Once he was satisfied that I had completed my duties, he released my head. As he pulled out, an emptiness overtook me. I longed to feel his entire shaft in my warm mouth and down my throat again. “Yeah cuntpig, time to feed on Daddy’s piss, but don’t swallow all of it boy.” Daddy’s veined cock glistened with my spit and throat slime as I kept my mouth open for his piss. I looked up into his eyes with a hunger as my mouth filled with the taste of his chemmed up piss and I swallowed but making sure I left some in my mouth at all times. When Daddy finished pissing, he pulled me up by my leash. “Give me some of that chem piss, boy.” Placing his lips to mine, I fed him the remaining chem piss. “How was that?” he asked, “You like my piss, cuntboy?” “Fuck yeah! Daddy!” I smiled as I wiped the remaining drops of his piss and spit from my lips with my hand and greedily licked it up. “Good, cause I’ll be feeding it to you every day. You’ll be my urinal from now on cuntboy. Now it’s time to see how hungry that cunt is.”

Did he really just say what I thought he said….”Oh fuck that’s good”….he…er…he said he knew my son…”Fuck me harder”…..he knew the kid in the photo next to my bed….”AHHH FUCCKK YEAH HARDER..”…he’d fucked him a few weeks ago…”Oh god, go deeper”…he’d fucked my son…HE’D FUCKED MY SON!! “Wait, wait” I said pushing him up..he was fucking hot and was doing a great job of stretching my cunt…”You fucked him” I said pointing to the picture. He stopped, ripped, sweaty and panting, pushing up and looked at the photograph, “Yeah, hot kid, fucked him and some other lad.” He suddenly looked at me as puzzled as I was, “He a friend?” He asked as I leaned up to grab the photo. “He’s my son” I replied. The hot stud who’d been ploughing me missionary, suddenly grinned at me. “Sweet, I’ve fucked the Father and Son” I have to admit it sounded hot too, “Did he know you were poz?” I asked with a sudden sinking feeling. “Yeah, first thing they asked. Wanted to know if I was toxic, they wanted breeding” He grinned back, “Concerned for your son?” he said gently thrusting back into me. I breathed in as he entered me, “A little, but I think he’s on Prep.” I said suddenly full of mixed emotions for the well being of my only son and the thought of this hot stud breeding him. “Well they said they weren’t and wanted pozzing. They begged me for my poison load” He smirked and began to fuck me hard again. The thought of fucking the father and the son had clearly excited him. If truth be told, it did me too. We fucked hard for another hour before he finally shot his poz load down my throat. He ate mine and we kissed for a while longer. “I’m undetectable anyway, so no chanced of infecting your boy” He smirked as I led him to the door of my apartment. It was 3am and this Grindr fuck stud had been just what I needed. Hung, muscular and total top who just happened to be HIV+. “I never asked what status you were?” He said as I stood naked with my front door wide open. “I’m HIV+ too and high viral load at the moment” I grinned. The stud smiled back, “Sweet” as I closed the door on him. I had a lot to absorb besides the Grindr studs cum in my stomach. My teenage son was chasing. I wasn’t sure how I felt about that. It would be hard to criticize him since I’d been incredibly promiscuous all my life and finally succumbed to the bug when I was 32 after riding any toxic cock I could find. Now at the ripe old age of 38, I was toned, with a shaved head and short, trimmed beard. I still had a six pack, defined arms and muscular pecs with pert little nipples. I also kept my upper body smooth showing off my hairless balls and 8.5” uncut cock. I was an above average DILF and Grindr was my haunt. Unsuspecting and naïve slutty bottoms my prey. Speaking of which, my phone let out a Grindr growl. I walked back into my living room and grabbed the phone. It was a notification from the stud who’d just left. 'Forgot. I met your son and his bf on Twitter. They have a JustForFans account. You may want to check it out', he wrote. I clicked the link and sure enough my naked son Ben and his other half, Jeremy popped up. Both were grinning with cum covered faces. For the rest of the night I sat naked on the couch watching my beautiful boy being used by so many different men. I’d been so proud of him as he grew to manhood. I’d fathered him when I was 20, during my bisexual phase. I’d been so happy when he came out as gay at the age of 14, although he was overtly effeminate so it wasn’t exactly a shock. Nor was finding him sucking the dick of an older brother of one of his school friends in his bedroom one Christmas I’d come to visit. Now he was grown, with short dark hair and a beautifully proportioned tight body. Defined six pack, pert little nipples, smooth, unblemished skin. A fabulous ass and his fathers big dick, which like mine, remained hard and leaked copious amounts of precum all the time he was being fucked. I hadn’t actually seen him top once, so he was obviously a bottom who loved being stretched wide, either by one or two cocks, or a fist. There were plenty of clips of him taking massive dildos and some monster manhood's too. His boyfriend Jeremy was also a stunning boy. 19 years of age and was at the same dance school as Ben. He was a few inches taller and skinnier, but his fat dick was inside Ben as often as he could be, it would seem. I’d met him a few times and liked him because he made my boy happy. Now I could see why and their depraved love life was equal to my own. The two of them were utter sluts. Watching my boy felch cum out of his bf’s freshly seeded cunt and then share it with him. He was equally adept with being pissed on and drank much of what he was given. Perhaps his best videos were of older men using him in every position. Clearly like me, Ben loved older guys and would whimper and moan as he was abused. He loved being tied up and slapped around. Verbal and physical humiliation made him very happy with his erect cock bouncing up and down in every scene. It was strange, but I realised I’d been wanking my fat dick for ages as I watched my boy being fucked by countless men. Knowing that he was chasing was also making me horny as fuck.

This is my first story, which is an embellishment of how I actually started barebacking after my wife left me. It you guys like it there is lots more to the story I've also included a picture of me wearing the exact glass plug I talk about in the story. Enjoy. Part 1. I’d never felt worse in my life. My wife had admitted to cheating on me, and at the end of a horrible week trying to reconcile things with her she told me she wanted a divorce and was going to stay with her parents. "I can't wear this anymore," she said as she slipped off her wedding ring and set it on the table by the entryway. Then she was gone. That was two days ago. I was depressed and suicidal, and had started drinking early in the day. As the hours went by my swirling mix of emotions manifested in a strange depraved horniness. “Fuck it,” I thought. I’d always wanted to do it, why not? I’d long had a fantasy of being fucked anonymously, and taking a raw load of cum in my ass. Despite having a number of discrete hook ups over the years I’d never done it because I was terrified of getting an STD. Yet, I kept coming back to these homemade videos of Craigslist encounters where a submissive bottom became a cumdump for strangers. I couldn’t get that scene out of my head: blindfolded, helpless while a random stud shoved his cock in raw, using the bottom like an object. Countless nights I had lain in bed and jacked off to that fantasy while my wife slept next to me. I felt like I was built to be a cumdump. I had a naturally round and smooth ass. I worked out frequently at the gym down the street and got lots of lingering looks from the older Daddy types. I was only 28, still young enough I still advertised myself as a ‘college boy’ in Craigslist ads. Plus, although in public I acted like the stereotypical aggressive white male, I secretly craved domination. No one would ever guess – unless they saw my internet search history- that my fantasies were borderline sissy. In my depressed state I’d downed half a bottle of shitty rum and my entire body was feeling hot. My inhibitions were quickly evaporating. I sat at my laptop and typed out a Craigslist ad with one hand while my other jacked my smallish circumcised cock: College cumdump looking for anon sex. Smooth thick college booty looking to host anon tops ASAP. Walk in, fuck me, cum and leave. My blood rushing, I posted some photos of my ass that I kept hidden away in a folder on my hard drive. In one, I had my wife’s glass butt plug inserted and you could see straight into my gaped hole. In another, my hole was stretched around a thick cucumber. Such is the sex life of closeted married guys, relegated to using makeshift toys or using those of our wives. I posted the ad, and went to the bathroom to clean up. Even though I hadn’t had many anal experiences, I knew all about getting clean inside. I found a water bottle worked fine for enemas (could never have anything proper in case the wife found it) even though it scratched up my hole a bit. I didn’t even care really. As drunk as I was I felt nothing but pleasure as I shoved the corkscrew nose of the bottle into myself and started to purge. In between cleanings I gave everything a good shave, dick, balls, ass, thighs. I loved running my hands over my freshly shaved skin. Being smooth like that made me feel emasculated. I gave my thick ass a slap and moaned with desire. I was prepping myself to be used by whoever came as a public cumdump slut. Hell, I was depressed and thinking about killing myself anyway, what did it matter if I let some anonymous men use me as a piece of fuckmeat? I checked my ad and saw I already had a few responses. Most didn't seem legit, but one guy replied with a picture showing a nice thick uncircumcised Mexican cock. There were lots of Mexicans where I was, since it was sort of a sanctuary town. The sight of his meaty brown cock made me clinch my ass with anticipation. He was 5'11, thin but fit, had lots of tattoos. It never surprises me how many guys will use their real email addresses and names for a 'discrete' craigslist encounter. The name 'Isaiah Rodriguez' was in the header. He said he was straight and just wanted a hole to dump into. Out of curiosity, since the city was only 100,000 or so, I googled his name and didn't have much trouble finding him since he'd apparently been arrested recently. Drugs and assault. Seeing his face in the google images search, he definitely looked like the type who'd fuck you up if you pissed him off. Recently released from prison from a felony conviction. But fuck it all anyway. I was going to be his bitch. I sent him my apartment number and he said he was on his way and that he wanted it dark so he could fuck me anonymously. The rush of doing something so risky had me flying. I would never normally hook up with a guy like this, but my depressed state twisted my fears into desires. I was a beta and he was an alpha. It was his right to conquer a submissive bitch like me, a little beta who couldn't even keep his wife from straying. I placed a blanket down on the linoleum of the entryway, along with a bottle of lube and a black scarf that was to be my blindfold. Then I went and turned off all the lights until it was pitch black in the apartment and returned to my place in front of the door. In the darkness I wrapped the scarf around my face, covering my eyes, and tied it snuggly behind my head. I got on all fours in front of the door and popped my ass just like a good bitch should. I shivered as the cool air shriveled my testicles. The only sound I could hear was my own breathing and a dull hum of traffic passing outside. Eventually, I heard a car's engine approach and then park outside. A few moments later, footsteps. Then, the door opening. I held my breath as the cold air swept in, rushing over my puckered pussy. He didn't say a word as he entered and closed the door behind him. He got down on his knees behind me and felt my smooth ass. His finger stopped when he found my hole, and he started fingering me roughly. I moaned as he molested me. After a minute or so I heard the clank of his belt unbuckle as he undid his pants and I suddenly felt his warm cockhead at my hole. In all my years sneaking around and being a closeted faggot, I'd never taken a cock raw. I was finally living out my fantasy! I reached back and handed him the bottle of lube. He took it and squirted it on his cock and rubbed some into my puckering hole. "You're gonna take my cock, whiteboy," he told me as he positioned himself behind me. He grabbed my hips and thrust into me, sending burning pain shooting through my asshole. FUCK. I clenched my teeth, whimpering as he resized me. hadn't warmed up at all before, and his thick Mexican cock was tearing me open! Just his head was able to get in at first, but after a few more thrusts he was hitting deeper and deeper until every inch of his meaty cock was stuffed into me. "Fuck ya, bitch," he sighed when his cock and sunk into me fully. He slapped my ass and proceeded to fuck me. I'd never been fucked so roughly before. He clearly only cared about his own pleasure. Soon my tight hole surrendered to his pounding and I began to loosen up enough to enjoy it. o doubt about it, this must be how it feels to be a bitch. I was like a rag doll as he shoved into me doggystyle, a total stranger barebacking me without ever seeing his face. Suddenly he grunted and thrust into me extra deep. I warmth spread inside me as I groaned in pleasure. Fuck, he'd done it. He blasted into me without even a warning. Breathing heavily, he commanded "Stay face down, until after I leave, bitch," and, as he withdrew his cock from my ass he added "I don't want you seeing who I am, faggot." I nodded, even though it was dark. A few seconds later the cold air rushed in as he opened and closed the door, and he was gone. "Oh my god," I moaned in ecstasy, slipping my blindfold up. "I just got bred like a bitch." I felt filthy and used. I reached back between my legs and felt my tender hole. I could feel his warm cream dripping out of me. Fuck, how much had he cum? I didn't want to lose it, so I crawled into the bedroom to the box where my wife kept her dirty toys and found the giant glass butt plug. I'd gotten it for her for Valentine's day, but it had been way too large for her and she wasn't that into anal play. But now here I was inserting the cool glass into my own hole. With the cum it slid into me rather easily until I got to its widest part. Fuck it felt good to feel the cool glass against my burning, pummeled pussy. I sat back on the plug and bounced up and down. I didn't even touch my cock as it flopped around. I was a total bitch tonight and I was only going to get pleasure through my hole. I groaned as the huge glass plug stretched me even wider than the Mexican's cock had, until finally I couldn't take it any longer. I didn't give a fuck if it was going to hurt... I sat down full on it and shoved it in. A brief feeling of shock swept over me as I felt the plug's huge circumference pass through me, and then instant relief as my guts sucked it in. Holy fuck, that was amazing. I'd only ever had the plug inside me once before when I'd taken those pictures I'd posted in my Craigslist ad. This thought made me want to see something. Standing, I waddled with the uncomfortably large plug to the bathroom and turned on the light. Facing away from the mirror, I turned my head far enough to get a glimpse of my gaped ass in the mirror. "Fuck..." I moaned as I saw it. With the glass window into my ass I could see the white spew coating my guts. I bent over further and snapped a few pictures on my cellphone. I returned to my laptop to see if I had any more responses, and my greedy hole tightened around my plug as I saw all the cocks which were lined up, eager to fuck me. And so I did what a cumdump is supposed to do. I messaged two more guys my address and put my blindfold back on, patiently waiting to accept any cock that came through the door. I didn't have to wait long. A bigger guy who sounded white showed up a few minutes later. I was disappointed when I heard the sound of a condom wrapper, but he had a thick cock and fucked me hard. After him there was another Mexican guy, an older one this time. Basically couldn't speak any English and had a smaller cock, but he at least fucked me bare and dumped his load on the pile. When he left, I reinserted my wife's butt plug to keep the cum from dripping out. "Damn," I thought. These guys had been fun, but were nothing compared to the first alpha who had fucked me. I went and took a few more swigs of my shitty rum to keep my buzz up. I wanted the next guy to be a really good fuck, someone who would really dominate me. By now the emails had piled up and I could afford to be a bit choosier. One message caught my eye. It was from 'Sir.' I clicked the email and was greeted with a faceless body shot of a muscular older dom with a massively thick cock dripping precum. The email read "Bitch, Daddy knows what boys like you need. I've got a five-day load that needs dumped in a sweet boy hole. Only reply if you want to submit fully and be owned." A chill passed through me as I read his words. This guy had tried to contact me before. Months ago I'd posted an ad while my wife was out of town to suck some cock. We'd exchanged some emails but he had seemed way too intense and I flaked on him. But I distinctly remember jacking off later that night thinking about being impaled on that thick daddy cock. Submit fully? I didn't know what he was talking about, but right now it seemed like that's what I was meant for. I was already suicidal so what the fuck was there to be scared of anymore anyway? "I'll submit to you in anyway you want, Sir. I'm at 606 Sage Blvd," I replied, and resumed my proper position on my hands and knees in front of the door. My most recent swig of alcohol was rushing to my brain now. Fuck, the room was spinning in the darkness. I had been fearless before, even when I knew a convicted felon was coming over to breed me, but now a feeling of uneasiness was setting in. Had I just surpassed the good vibe buzz of my alcohol? The rush of being fucked by so many strangers was leaving, and now I started to feel cold as I crouched naked on the floor on my hands and knees, willing boy pussy in the air. What the fuck was I doing? This guy seemed even more unsafe than the Mexican gangbanger. But there was no time to reassess the situation, because there were already footsteps outside my door. Sir was here. I held my breath as the door opened and I heard the sound of heavy footsteps. "Good boy," said a deep voice. Then I heard him chuckle. "Pop your ass for Daddy," he said, stepping down onto my back with his boot heel. I immediately complied. "Yes sir." He started feeling up my ass, sighing approval. He found my glass plug, which was still inserted, and traced his rough fingertips around it. "Looks like you finally took the plunge, faggot. How many loads you got in there?" "Two loads, Sir." "Mmm good boy. Well now you're going to take the most important load of your life, bitch." I didn't know what he was talking about. "Spread your ass open for Daddy, let me see this slutty hole of yours." I placed my face into the blanket and reached back with both hands, spreading my ass. "So you're married, huh?" he said. Fuck. He must have seen my wedding ring! I was so used to wearing it I didn't even think to take it off before the fuckfest began. He slapped my ass hard. "I asked you a question, bitch!" I cringed from the sting and cried, "Yes sir! Yes, I'm married." He chuckled again and said, "Well this might be a two-for-one, then." He reached up to my ass and tugged on the sizeable plug. I moaned as he pulled it to its widest point and held it there, gaping my ass. "From husband to cumdump," he laughed. "Well faggot, you've got some making up to do," he said as he sunk the plug back up inside me. "You stood me up once before. You were supposed to give me that sweet faggot mouth of yours and you flaked out, remember?" "I'm sorry, Sir, I don't know what you mean," I said, but in truth I did remember. Suddenly he slapped me across the face, and I recoiled shock. Blindfolded and dark as it was, I was completely helpless to his assault. "Don't fucking lie, bitch. Now sit up here on your knees. I want those faggot lips wrapped around my cock." Jesus, with every word that came out of his mouth there was no choice but to comply. I sat up on my knees and he stood in front of me, guiding my mouth to his crotch. I reached up to undo his pants, and he slapped me again. "No hands, bitch. Prove how much of a fag boy you are. Use your faggot mouth to get my cock out." I did as he commanded, and used my teeth to bite his pants and, with some effort, I unbuttoned his jeans. "That's it faggot, show me how badly you want to serve me. I'm gonna own you now boy. Those dick sucking lips of yours belong to me now. You’re just fuckmeat to me." I was able to bite and pull apart his fly, and then finally gained access to the elastic band of his briefs. A new feeling was stirring inside of me. I'd been nervous at first, but there was something incredibly erotic about his dominating presence and being told exactly what to do. He was reminding me of what a beta male I truly was. I tugged down on his briefs with my teeth and received the reward of his half hard dick flopping against my face. It was freshly showered and had the stubble of a somewhat recent shave. He guided the head of his cock into my mouth. Holy fuck! His cock head was massive. Was it just because I was blindfolded and had lost my perception of size? He kept pushing in, groaning as more and more inches of his cock entered, and my mouth was stretched wider and wider. "Yaaaa, you like Daddy's horse cock, boy?" "Mphhhh-gugugg," I gagged, with his dick still in my mouth. "Mmm, well play time is over. I'm going to give your tonsils a good fucking. Keep your hands to your side. If you even try to reach up I'll slap the shit out of you." I gurgled in agreement. Sir grabbed both my ears as handles and pulled me further down on his massive cock. "Fuckkkk," he moaned. "Your wife doesn't know you suck dick, does she?" I shook my head and he chuckled. "I wonder what she'd say if she could see her faggot husband with a cock down his throat right now?" Fuck... I could never live it down if that happened and she found out. She already hated my guts. I'm sure she'd tell every fucking person we know, including that cunt sister of hers. "It's okay little boy, you keep doing a good job on Daddy's cock and I won't say a word. Now let that dick go all the way down your throat like a good bitch." He pulled my head all the way down and his massive cockhead stretched open my throat and went down my esophagus. I immediate gagged and tried to pull off, but his iron grip held me in place. He started fucking my throat mercilessly, his voice becoming threatening. "Hey, bitch, right down your fuckin' faggot throat. Bet you suck dick better than your wife does, you know that? I bet your wife has never sucked your pathetic little dick like you're sucking mine now." It was true. Despite that his dick was much more massive than mine, she'd never had much interest in giving me blowjobs, much less deep throating. "Hold it right there, fag," he said with his huge dick fully in my throat. My eyes were streaming and I was on the verge of puking. Through my blindfold it got momentarily brighter. "Say, 'I suck dick better than my wife," he ordered me. Of course, I couldn't say anything with his cock lodged in my throat, but I grunted out the phrase anyway, which simply emerged as gargled spit. He chuckled in approval. "Alright, you got my horse cock ready to fuck you boy," Daddy said with satisfaction. "I've got a special reward for you now." I heard what sounded like a plastic 'pop' and then sensed an acetone-like smell. He grabbed my face and tilted it upwards, pulling the blindfold down just a bit on my forehead. I then felt the pointed tip of a sharpie as he started writing. "There, it says 'CUMDUMP' on your face, boy, with permanent marker. I wonder what you wife will say when she sees it?" Fuck, this guy was totally mindfucking me. A twinge of horrible guilty pleasure pulsed in my cock at the humiliation this guy was dragging me through, especially when my wife was in the midst of divorcing me. "Speaking of your wife, I think I know the best way to break a sissy bitch like you in. Where are your wife's panties?" "Wha-? Her panties?" "Her panties, faggot. Where does she keep them. In a drawer?" "I... Yes sir. To the right... is the bedroom. They're in the top drawer of the dresser." I heard him walk past me and creak open the bedroom door. He rummaged around before returning a few moments later. "Put these on, faggot," he said as he threw a pair of lacy panties in my face. I'm going to prove you're not even a real man. I'm going to fuck you like a bitch in your wife's panties... fuck you way better and harder than you could ever fuck her with your worthless boy cock." I swallowed down the lump in my throat. This isn't how I planned it to go. The guys were just supposed to stay in the entryway with me, fuck and leave. I cringed at how many personal and revealing things he must have just seen walking into the bedroom like that. But I also knew that if I hesitated to put on my wife's panties that Daddy was going to slap me in the face. I shimmied into the panties and discovered it was a thong, which slid snugly up between my ass cheeks. "Ha ha, there you go, now you're looking like a proper sissy faggot," Daddy laughed, giving my smooth ass a slap. "You feeling humiliated yet, boy? Are you an owned sissy cumdump?" "Yes, Sir! I'm an owned sissy faggot cumdump!" Daddy pushed me back onto all fours and grunted approval. "Yes you are boy, yes you are..." Again, there was a momentary brightness, followed by a chuckle. He grabbed the plug and pulled it from my hole, continuing to chuckle. "This is just perfect," he said, almost under his breath. I then felt him probe my hole with his rough finger. He finger fucked me, which wasn't really necessary since the three previous cocks and the plug had gaped me considerably. I felt a bit of pain as he molested my hole, which I was surprised by because with the amount of alcohol I'd consumed most of my body felt pretty numb. After a little while he positioned himself behind me, and spit on his cock. "Here it comes you little bitch. This horse cock is going to change you forever." He pulled my thong to the side and pushed the head of his cock into my hole. Pain instantly shot through me. FUCK his size made the Mexican guy seem tiny. "Don't run from it bitch. Make your wife proud and slide your slutty hole down on my cock while you're wearing her panties. Don’t you want to make your wife proud of what a good little whore you are?" "Oh fuck, Daddy! Yes, I want to make my wife proud and be a good whore!" I cried out as his huge cock resized me. Every inch that penetrated brought new waves of pleasure and pain until he was fully inside me. Then there was that sharp poking again, a jabbing pain almost but this time coming from deeper in my intestines. Daddy started fucking me, training my boy hole to take his massive cock. His voice got deeper as he fucked. He reached down and grabbed my balls in a crushing grip. "Yeah, I own these," he growled. "I own your little sissy cock and balls. I own your faggot mouth... and I own.. YOUR HOLE!" He thrust extra deep suddenly and more of the jabbing pain came. "Yes Sir, you own it all! I'm just your faggot cumdump to use how you want!" My hole had somehow adjusted to his massive cock and he was now fucking me in deep strokes, pummeling my prostate and beyond with his huge dick. "I want you to beg me for my seed, boy. I want you to beg me to knock you up while you're wearing your wife's cute little panties." "Please Daddy! Please knock me up! I want your cum, Daddy, please let me have it!" "I'm gonna get you pregnant, boy. You're gonna be my bitch and have my babies." "YES PLEASE SIR, PLEASE!!! I’LL HAVE YOUR BABIES!!" "FUCK yeah, boy. Just remember when you're trying to scrub that marker off your face later..." he was saying between thrusts, "you... begged for me to give you this...AAAAAAHHHH!" He grabbed my hips and thrust deeply, pushing me forward with my face to the floor as he shot his superior alpha load into my inferior beta cunt. His massive cock was shoved so deeply into me I thought he was going to rip through my intestines. The warm cream was spreading all inside me, more than the previous two loads combined. "Fuuuuck boy, you just really got fucked you know that?" he panted, holding his cock fully buried in me. "I really own you now boy, no going back. You're a faggot for life now." He withdrew his cock, and then I felt the smooth glass of the butt plug being shoved back into me. "Let that marinate inside you, boy. You're just a fucktoy now. This isn't the last time I'm going to use your fuckmeat. Whenever I tell you to you'll have that cunt ready for me. You'll wear what I tell you to. You do what I tell you to." I heard him zipping back up, and I just stayed face down enjoying the feeling of being a well-used cumdump. I'd definitely found my purpose in life. This parading around pretending to be an alpha had been so exhausting and phony. No doubt about it, I was a true beta and a cumdump meant to be used as a hole for real men. As Daddy's cum soaked into my guts I felt completely emasculated. Of course my wife had cheated on me and was going to leave me. I was a dumb cock sucking faggot that just allowed four strangers to fuck me. She wanted a real alpha, not the pathetic beta sissy who had just taken a load while wearing a pair of her panties. "Almost forgot," Daddy said, and I heard the familiar 'pop' of him opening his Sharpie. He wrote something small just above my tailbone, then gave my ass a slap, remarking "Enjoy that load bitch. Check your email in a bit," as he opened the door and was gone. I waited a few seconds in the darkness as I tried to process all that had just happened. "Holy fuck," I said out loud. For the first time since I'd started my night as a cumdump I reached to my cock, and could understand how small it was compared to the real man that had just fucked me. It didn't even seem worth jacking it. I was full of cum and felt completely satisfied. Dazed, I stood up and removed my blindfold. I was surprised to find that I could actually see a little bit in the dark apartment since my eyes had adjusted. I turned on the light and staggered to the bathroom mirror. My throat was burning from the rough fucking he had given my tonsils. Looking in the mirror I saw 'CUMDUMP' written across my forehead, which as of tonight was now 100% true. I then recognized the purple thong I was wearing. It had been the special lingerie my wife had worn during our honeymoon a few years earlier. One of my sexiest photos of her was her wearing this thong, bent over on all fours.... and now that had been the exact scene I'd reenacted for the stranger who had just dumped a five day load into my guts. It did make my ass look very plump and fuckable 'though. Remembering he had also written something on my back. I turned and looked over my shoulder and saw that it was simply a small plus sign. What the fuck did it mean? I was exhausted and I knew I should probably go to sleep. The hangover was going to be horrible as it was. I quickly picked up from my fuckfest, folded up the blanket and put the lube away. That's when I noticed the entryway table, or I should say, what was missing from it. "FUCK," I exclaimed with my raspy, throat-fucked voice. My wife's ring was gone. "You gotta be fucking kidding me," I said. I looked around the table to see if maybe it had gotten knocked off, but sure enough it was gone. "Holy fucking shit," I said in disbelief. Guilt and resentment instantly set in. You dumbfuck, what were you thinking. You should have been thinking about how to fix your marriage instead of playing out your gay fucking fantasies. I honestly had no fucking idea what I was going to do. It was probably the Mexican fucker who took it... god damn it... I sat down to my laptop to shut it off, when I remembered that the guy had told me to check my email in a bit. I remembered everything he'd said at the end, how he owned me, and he was going to fuck me more. "Fuck that," I scoffed. Guy was fucking crazy. It was hot to do once, but I was never going to see that guy again. Still, out of curiosity I checked my email. Sure enough, there was an email from him. I opened it to simply find a link to a craigslist ad.... I clicked it and was instantly mortified at what I saw. My face, blindfolded, a massive dick in my mouth.... Then the second one, me bent over, wearing my wife's honeymoon thong with her glass butt plug inserted in my ass, holding in the loads of strangers who had bred me.... holy shit. The table behind you could clearly see our wedding photos! There wasn't even a question as to who it was. I was completely exposed in the pictures, completely emasculated and humiliated for anyone to see who clicked on the ad. There was no way anyone who knew me wouldn't immediately identify me. The text said simply 'This married husband is now an owned cumdump. The cumdump lives at 606 Sage Boulevard and will happily wear its wife's panties while you breed it.' Oh my god. This can't be happening. I clicked on the ad and typed out a reply as fast as I could. I begged him to take down the ad. I couldn't be exposed like that. Please, I would do anything! Just take the fucking ad down. A cold, dreading sweat started to form on my brow. What was I going to do? If ANYONE saw this there would be no coming back from it. My friends, my work, everyone would know. My wife would know! Would I face charges for letting a man play with her underwear, for wearing them without her permission? Fuck fuck fuck! And then there was a reply: Sure, I'll take the ad down. Just understand that I own you now. Tomorrow at 9 PM you'll meet me in front of your door blindfolded just like you were tonight for another breeding session. You will wear another pair of your wife's panties. I think pink would look good on a sissy bitch like you. Well, the good news was my wife wasn't coming home anytime soon... I replied 'THANK YOU! Yes, I'll do whatever you want. And please, did you take the wedding ring that was on the table? Please, I'm begging you if you did, can I please have it back? It's not even worth anything, it's a fake diamond'. I had never admitted that to anyone. I was such a beta I couldn't even get my wife a real ring. His reply was short, if ambiguous 'Haha, you still haven't found it?' Found it? What the fuck was he talking about? Then something dawned on me. I reached back and slowly pulled the big glass plug out of my ass. A thick dollup of cum dripped out and onto my thigh. I inserted my finger and reached up inside myself. Probing around the cum-slicked ruined hole that was now my resized cunt, I encountered a metal circle, now warmed by the heat of my guts. Oh my god, I thought as I pulled out my wife's wedding ring out of my ass. He’d fucked it into me from the very start. The sharp edges had sliced me up pretty good inside and my hole was now incredibly tender. The normally clear glass of the fake diamond was tinged with red, and cum from three strangers dripped off it. The jabbing pain as he'd fucked me.... So this is what it was like to be completely owned, to be a true cumdump. I reached back and put the ring back inside me, followed by my wife's butt plug. Then I crawled into my empty bed that was meant for two people, and cried myself softly to sleep as the toxic load seeped into the fresh cuts that had been carved inside me by my wife’s own wedding ring.

Part 1: “So… fancy a fuck?” I almost dropped my scotch on myself. “Excuse me…?” The young man sitting next to me at the hotel bar gave me a little smile. It was a gorgeous smile and he knew it. The long bangs of his black hair partially covered his green eyes. “Why sit alone in a hotel bar? I can think of better ways to spend an evening.” Perhaps I’m getting ahead of myself. Let me back up a bit. I travel a lot for work and this trip had taken me to Birmingham, England, which is only about 70 miles south of Manchester, where my husband and I live, but as there are very few straight roads in England, it is almost an 85 mile drive, which, in bad traffic on the M6, can result in a two or three hour drive. So I was staying in a hotel in the city centre, (downtown to my American friends), of Birmingham for a couple nights. I had dropped my jacket off in the room but hadn’t even taken off my tie before heading to the hotel bar. The bar was fairly empty and the staff were busy playing on their cell phones when they weren’t getting a drink for someone. I had already downed a couple scotches in maybe 40 minutes when the young man had sat next to me, introduced himself as Jordan, and struck up a conversation. He wasn’t quite a twink… he was masculine with a firm body suggesting he spent a generous amount of time working out… but he was young. I guessed 22 maybe 24, (roughly half of my 42 years), and dressed smart but casual in an untucked black button up shirt and black jeans. I do work out and keep myself fit. My blonde hair, kept short to project a conservative image at work, and blue eyes are clear indications of my family’s Nordic background although we’ve lived in the UK for generations. I guess I look good for my age. I could probably pass for 38 or so (yeah, I moisturize <lol>) but I’m definitely not used to younger guys coming up to me in bars. I told him my name, Eric, but I didn’t think much of it. Just another guy in a hotel bar passing the time. But as we chatted, Jordan slowly moved closer until his leg was against mine. I’m married… happily so. Well, more or less happily. I mean… you know… I love my husband. Brian and I met five years ago and quickly became best friends. Six months later, we took a holiday together and our relationship bloomed into something more. We have been together - and monogamous - ever since. I’m not saying the spark has gone out but we don’t have sex that often any more. And when we do, I always end up on top despite my having been more of a bottom before. If I was being honest, I would admit that we have settled down into a very quiet existence… and by quiet I mean mundane, routine, and - yes - boring. When Jordan put his hand on my knee, though, I didn’t pull away. He was gorgeous and we were just talking. No harm right? He bought us both a drink. A bit later I bought the next round… after all, fair is fair. I can’t hold my liquor like I did when I was younger so I was pretty relaxed by this point. He got me talking about my life. Jordan was so friendly and such a good listener I found myself telling him about my husband, about our life together, about where we lived, about where I worked. On and on. And all this time, his hand gently rubbed my thigh… working closer and closer to my crotch. It felt so nice, I didn’t stop him, even as I hoped he wouldn’t notice I had gotten hard. 
When his hand rested on my crotch, though, he didn’t seem surprised at all. He rubbed me gently and I moaned in spite of myself. I had to stop this, it was getting out of hand. I picked up glass to take a sip… and that was when he asked me that question: “So… fancy a fuck?” His hand rubbing my cock gently through my trousers. His beautiful face close enough that I could feel his breath on my cheek. His body so close and firm. And the warm glow of alcohol in my veins. In that moment, my husband felt so far away and the idea of going back to my room alone felt so cold. “Excuse me?" “Why sit alone in a hotel bar? I can think of better ways to spend an evening.” My mouth was dry. I couldn’t form any words. So I just nodded. “Good.” Jordan smiled and I swear I felt flutters in my stomach. He stood and waited for me to do the same. I was surprised to realise he was so much taller than me… at least 6-2 to my 5 foot 10. I staggered a bit as I slipped of the stool but Justin caught me. I honestly hadn't realised I was so drunk. “Let’s get you back upstairs, Eric,” he said once I had my balance, slipping his arm around me possessively, his hand resting on my ass, and guided me to the lobby. I may have heard a snigger from the bar staff but couldn’t be bothered to pay attention. Jordan’s quiet self-assurance was even more arousing than his hand had been on my dick. I could have melted into him right there as we crossed the lobby. Within minutes we were entering my room, and no sooner had the door closed when he bent forward and kissed me. Passionately. Arousingly. His tongue slipped between my lips. The first kiss from someone other than my husband in years. His hands slid down my back and brushed my ass. My body trembled. He took my right hand and pulled it to his crotch. I could feel his hard dick straining inside his jeans. My fingers traced what was obviously a very big dick. “That’s for you tonight, baby,” he said, adding "I'm gonna give you all of it.” I moaned into our kiss. “You want that don’t you? You want that cock? Tell me you want it.” “Yeah… please.” I managed to whisper. “Fuck yeah. Nine inches, all for you tonight.” He broke off the kiss, steering me over to the king size bed and had me sit on the edge. He slipped my tie off then began unbuttoning my shirt, casually tossing both aside. I tried to unbutton his shirt off but he slapped my hands away. He pulled my shoes off and then my socks. “Stand up.” I stood and his hands unfastened my belt and then slipped my slacks down to the floor. I stood before him in just my pants (my underwear to my American friends). I keep my chest trimmed but not shaved and, as I mentioned before, I do try to stay fit. Jordan stepped back and looked me over appreciatively. “Not bad. Not bad at all.” His fingers caressed my nipples then trailed down my chest, brushing my dick - still hard and straining in my white briefs, a wet spot growing on the front where my precum was seeping through the material - then reaching back around and sliding inside the waist band and caressing my ass. I felt myself melt into his chest. “Yeah… that’s what you like, isn’t it? You like having that ass played with.” “Uh huh.” I said drunkenly. I felt him pull my briefs down and they slid to the floor with my slacks, my dick bouncing up as it was freed. I was completely naked and Jordan completely dressed. He kicked my clothes away and pulled me tight against him. His hands groped my ass and his fingers teased my crack as his tongue found its way back into my mouth. His fingers were circling my hole. “Fuck you are tight. How long has it been since you got fucked?” 
“Over four and a half years.” I whispered. “Shit. Don’t worry… we’ll take care of that tonight.” His finger pressed against the hole and pushed. My ass opened and allowed his digit to slide in. “Oh yeah… you know what you want, don’t you?” He was so fucking sexy, so self-assured, and I really did want to get fucked. I surrendered myself to him… to this twenty something stud. “Yes. Please fuck me. I want you inside me.” His hands were on my shoulders, pushing me down. I dropped to my knees in front of him. He unzipped his jeans and fished that long dick out without unbuttoning his jeans. I had no doubt that it was every bit of 9 inches as he had said and very thick. “Why don’t you get a closer look first?” His hand on the back of my head pulled me towards that hard shaft. I opened my mouth and he slipped past my lips. The first cock, other than my husband’s, to fill my mouth in years. Jordan’s cock was an entirely different experience. Brian has a great cock, but this monster put him to shame. Jordan’s hot young body was firmer than Brian’s. He smelt different and tasted different. It was so intoxicating. His cock slid in and out of my mouth, drifting deeper, and he eased into my throat. “That’s it.” He cooed above me. “You are such a good cocksucker.” I couldn’t talk with my mouth and throat filled with his meat, of course, but a low moan escaped from deep inside me. His thrusts were rougher now. He was using my mouth, not allowing me to suck or control the blow job. “You look amazing with that cock sliding in and out of your mouth.” I heard a click and glanced up to see him holding a mobile phone above me, snapping pictures of my his cock sliding into my mouth. Oh fuck.. some part of my deep inside knew this wasn’t good but I was too caught up to stop him. So he just kept fucking my face for several more minutes. I could taste his pre-cum coating my tongue and mouth. Finally though, he slipped out and took a step back. “Why don’t you get on all fours on the bed? Let me get a good look at that ass.” I scrambled off my knees and climbed on the bed. Facing the wall and presenting my ass to him. I felt his breath on my butt. His hands parted my ass cheeks. And then his lips and tongue were on my hole. He was like a madman. Licking, slipping his tongue inside me, even little nibbles on the sensitive sphincter that made me jump. My ass was quickly dripping with his saliva. As he ate my ass, he guided me until I had turned to face the mirror over the desk with him behind me. I could see him, still dressed with his amazing hard cock sticking out of his fly, with his face buried in my hole. I was panting and starting to sweat when he stood up behind me. It was time. Jordan didn’t ask if I was ready. He didn’t whisper any sweet-nothings in my ear. There was no pretence of being gentle. He spit on my sphincter and on his cock. His cock was at my hole, his hands gripped my thighs and pulled me back slightly. His cock pushing forward, defeating my body’s natural resistance, forcing it’s way inside me, piercing my barrier. Monogamy forced aside by his big tool. It was painful, so painful, but I did not want him to stop. “Oh, god yes, fuck me. Please fuck me.” “You are so tight, baby.” He said. “But when I’m done you will be nice and stretched out.” He thrust hard into me again, as if to prove his point. Another inch slid inside me, then another, and another. He was relentless in driving deeper inside me. Merciless. And so very fucking fantastic. This twenty-something stud was fucking me, using me, tearing up my hole… and I liked it. I started at his reflection in the mirror, his body undulating behind me. Sensual. Confident. Determined. Gorgeous. He pulled his cock all the way out. My hole trembled and tried to close. But he slammed back into my hole and I was impaled again. I cried out. Again. And Again. Deeper each time. I watched in the mirror in front of me, seeing his whole body thrusting when he pumped inside me. He had his phone in his hand again, recording our fuck. Me on all fours, him behind me, pounding me. Alternating between close-ups of his dick in my hole and our reflection in the mirror: me on all fours facing the mirror, pounding me from behind. “Yeah.. you are loosening up for me, baby. Fuck… you are such a slut! You like this don’t you… you like it rough. Like me using your ass like a pussy?” “Oh Christ!” I moaned, words flowing out of my mouth without thought. “You feel so good in me. I’m your slut!” “Oh yeah, baby. I’m going to breed that hole really good. Gonna fill you up! Tell me how much you want that.” Breed? I’m no idiot. I know what the phrase means. My heart stopped in my chest as I realised there had been no discussion of condoms, of status. My head was swimming but felt an instinctive panic. I tried to pull away but his grip on my thighs held me tight. “Here is comes, bitch… I’m coming!!” And he was. I could feel that massive member swell inside me. His thrusts barely slowed. And volley after volley of seed fired inside me, filling me up with his dick slime. Finally his dick softened and slid from my ass. I could feel a trickle of his cum leak out and drip down the back of my balls. I could hear the camera clicking again. I was in shock… realisation about what i had done dawning on me. He had fucked me, without a condom, and come inside me. “That was hot…. you have a great ass.” Jordan told me. He was kissing me again. I still hadn’t come and I quickly realised he wasn’t done yet either. I didn’t protest as I felt his cock getting hard again. ** I woke up the next morning, my head feeling like it was about to explode (I really hate hangovers). Jordan was gone. He had shot a least two more loads up my ass before we fell asleep… him still fully dressed, me naked as the day I was born. Now, in the light of the morning, I thought about Brian - about how I had betrayed him - and I felt so ashamed. Jordan had left me a note telling me how much fun he had and hoped my business trip was a success. There was no number or last name on the note, so I assumed this was a one time thing. I can’t believe I was so wrong. 
 --- More to cum (so to speak). Plan is 1 chapter per day this week (plus epilogue).

So, I’m fresh back from my first proper sex vacation to that European gay winter mecca of choice: Gran Canaria. Mostly I whored myself in cruise bars and sex clubs, where apart from one naked event, I wore a jock. I like to think this gives out the message that my cock is off limits but my arse is up for grabs. Anyway, as any good cumdump will know, after a few fucks some of the semen deposited will start to leak out and collect in the bottom part of the jock, soaking into the fabric. In fact, just how wet it gets down there can be a good indicator of how many loads have been taken. I don’t know what my load count was over the five nights I was there. I’m guessing somewhere between 60 and 80. It’s shame my jock can’t talk- it must now contain traces of the DNA of all the men who came inside me: if only I could get it analysed, I could get a true load count! Anyway, my question now to you guys is, should I wash it or not? I’m tempted to keep it as a trophy and a permanent tribute to all the men who loaded me- it wasn’t expensive, I can just get another one. Interested to see how many of you think that’s hot, and how many think: “Ewww, gross! Get it in the washing machine right away!”

Gonna be in Dallas March 26-29 taking loads. No load refused! I'll post where when I get there. Will probably be staying in gayborhood.

Thursday morning, I got together with a guy I had been playing with before my LGV scare last year. J is a handsome person, tall and lithe with a flat stomach, and a very nice person too. He is also a fantastic lover, getting his average dick into me with spit alone and fucking me until we both came, he inside me and me on my chest. I am so glad I was able to meet up with him. Thursday afternoon, I headed over to the Black Eagle, to meet with another long-time partner, sharing beers before we went to the darkroom. He did not get into me--half a pill of Cialis was enough--but we did have a lot of fun playing together. I stayed a bit longer and met with other people who had drifted up there, trading oral with different people. I did get fucked with a condom, by a guy with a nice thick dick a bit more than six inches long. (I'm happy with that, BTW; I reserve condomless sex for people I know who are undetectable or on PrEP.) Saturday evening after work, I went to Fukd. The crowd was smaller than the organizers had expected, but there was still a crowd; Dolf Dietrich was a draw. I also ended up playing with a few people myself, topping two people including Dolf and performing a lot of oral. (I did manage to swallow some big dicks.) For the next while, the coronavirus is going to sharply limit my play. I am very wary about the idea of transmitting the virus to the partners I have who fall in different risk groups, to say nothing of other people, to say nothing of the risk to me. Still, at least I had fun.

Speaking as a negative guy who has happily been fucked by poz guys (and vice versa), I have no problem with this. I have even been fucked bare by poz guys; they have even given me their loads. The big concern, I suppose, is that I am doing this because I know the science of undetectability. Condomless sex with undetectable guys is just another form of safer sex, if one I would have had difficulty imagining a decade ago. I suppose another issue is that my undetectable partners know where I am coming from. Very few of any of the poz people I play with would do this if they thought I was trying to get infected from them. Never mind that undetectable guys cannot pass on HIV, they just do not want to hurt other people this way.

I'm mostly top, but I like telling the guys that I meet that I fuck a lot of different guys, that I've fucked around 60 different guys this year so far and want to fuck plenty more Most of the bottoms like to know that I'm experienced and that I know what I'm doing 100% raw of course

It is a lot safer that way. Trust me, you will see in the next couple of weeks what will happen in France, Spain and UK.

Are you alone? Absolutely not! When I was a teen, I remember 'forgetting' various items of my rugby kit on purpose so I got to use something from the lost and found. These days, I've always had a superstition that some of my jocks were "lucky" and washing them kills off the magic that makes them lucky. Daft, I know.

Definitely Sailor in the Wild (1983). Especially when smaller, slender, Brian Thompson is fucking muscle stud, Bill Henson, pulls out, shoots on his ass cheeks, then shoves his cock back in and continues fucking. A rare occurrence in early eighties porn. [think before following links] https://xhamster.com/videos/sailor-ranger-vintage-bb-795903?from=share_mail

hey sTud!

I dropped by one of the local saunas during their busy Sunday afternoon fuck fests to see what it was going to be like. Unfortunately, this seems to make people (including me!) more picky about who they'll fuck for some reason..? Anyway, there wasn't a whole lot on offer that was my taste - a nice looking tanned / athletic guy was taking raw cock in the steam room (a really hard place to cum I've found), so I had a few minutes inside his ass before he slid off to try the next bare cock ... I continued to walk around a bit and heard someone being pounded in the maze (which is a darker area of the premises) so I decided to take a look. There was only a small crowd and I could see that a smooth, fairly young, Indian bottom was getting fucked pretty hard ... he was crouching on a bench with his head down and hole presented for comfortable access. The top that was fucking him eventually decided to take a break and most of the crowd left with him ... maybe they were other bottoms wanting his cock/load..? I stayed thinking that I might like to slide inside that hole as the bottom remained in position 🙂 As I approached him, another older Latin guy (probably mid 40's) grabbed at my crotch (I was hard) and turned around to offer his hole ... climbing up onto the bench to the left of the Indian bottom and presenting his hole. I really like Latin bottoms - they're totally hot, but this guy didn't really do it for me as he was quite aggressively pushing others out of the way. So I took off my towel and slide inside the Indian bottom and started fucking him ... not a bad bottom, and his ass was somewhat loose from fucking although I couldn't feel any cum in his recently fucked hole. As I was pounding away, the Latin guy got his right foot and looped it around my thigh and tried to pull me towards his hole. I brushed off his foot a couple of times and kept fucking the Indian who was quite a responsive bottom (although his hole didn't feel that great). After a couple more invitations, I thought "why not" and slipped out of the Indian guy and started fucking the Latin guy: he had a much nicer hole and was also more active than the Indian guy - using his ass muscle to suck away at my cock as I pounded him. I spent about 10 minutes switching back/forth between the Latin & the Indian bottom as the crowd had mostly left (or weren't tops) as I felt my load building. Switching between the bottoms delayed me blasting by a bit, but eventually I unloaded inside the Indian bottom who put us arm back to pull me in (and keep me in) as I below into his hole. The Latin bottom stayed in position so I pulled out of the Indian guy and then slipped back inside him before donating load #2 to the more experienced of the pair. Been a while since I done that ... not the usual guys that I get to fuck, and both great bottoms to switch between!

Day 4, Part 6 Danny savored a few moments of his cock deep inside Chris's no longer tight hole. He pulled out and no one else was waiting for Chris's ass. Chris got up and pulled his shorts on. He smiled at everyone and walked back to the canoe. Colin walked up and helped get the stern end in and yelled out "FUCK!" as he got in the canoe, the cage still digging into his cock. The group paddled down the river, Colin and Chris falling behind as Colin fidgeted and complained about the cage. Chris chuckled at Colin's predicament and then got an idea. "Just think of something gross like your mom's pussy, that should get your cock to go down" Chris said back to Colin. "I've fuckin tried that, asshole" Colin replied, pain and anger in his voice. "Uh... I got an idea" Chris said, steering the canoe to a small island. They got out and tied the canoe off. Chris looked around and found a few bushes that would hide them from the river and walked behind them. "Come here and drop your shorts. We're gonna fuck a load out of you" Chris said with a grin. "No fuckin' way. I don't take dick anymore" Colin said, staring back at him. "I can't fuck with my cock in this cage, I'll finger fuck you. There will be a little more pain but once you shoot your load you should be ok" Chris explained. Another jolt of pain seered through Colin's dick and he shook his head, not believing what he was about to do. "Make it quick" Colin said. Chris licked his finger and jabbed it into Colin's tight hole. "FUCK!!!! I thought you fags knew how to buttfuck!" Colin yelled out.

Day 4, Part 5 Rope after rope of cum pumped into Chris's ass and Chris moaned loudly. PJ smiled, surprised that he didn't hear any protests from Chris. Once all of his cum was deep inside Chris's ass, he slowly pulled out and stared deep into Chris's eyes. Everyone looked down at the pair, knowing that Chris was now a willing convert to their group. "I want your first charged load" PJ said as he pulled his dick out of Chris's ass. "Who missed dropping his seed in Chris this morning?" Steve asked. Everyone looked around at each other until Andy said "Me." Andy kneeled down, dragging his cock in the sand and pressed it to Chris's hole. Their eyes connected, Andy grinning evilly as his cock thrust into Chris's bleeding hole. Chris screamed out as waves of pain ripped through his body. "Wreck and breed. That's what they told me a couple years ago. You might be my favorite one to do it to" Andy said to Chris, looking back at him. His cock thrust into Chris's hole harder and deeper until Chris's pain slowly vanished. Chris smiled back and told Andy "Breed me!" Andy thrusted in over and over, smiling back at Chris until he slammed in one more time, shooting ropes of viral cum into Chris. Once the last pulse shot out, Andy pulled his cock out and stood up, only saying "Thanks." Steve walked over and said "That's my boy" before patting Andy on the shoulder. Chris looked around and no one seemed to be moving in, so he dropped his legs back down to the ground. As soon as he did, Danny came up to Chris, giving his cock another stroke. "What's one more dirty load" Danny said, kneeling down, pushing Chris's legs back and stuffing his cock into Chris's ass. Danny prefered this position and looked into Chris's eyes as he plowed in, drilling Chris's ass for almost fifteen minutes. Pushing him back on his shoulders, the thrusts got more urgent and soon Danny was shooting his load into Chris's wrecked hole.

I heard the door open as i bent over the couch naked, lubed and blindfolded. Waiting pariently in the darkness i hear a shirt come off, then a zipper and pants being dtopped on the floor. My cock was hard and dripping precome. A hand touched my ass and then slid along my crack to feel my cum filled ass. Involuntarily i moaned as he put a couple fingers into my ass and then bent over me to whisper close to my ear "I'm going to breed your ass, whore". I barely felt his cock against my hole before he pushed hard into me in one motion. He was thick and i gasped at the sudden pain. He just laughed and started fucking me hard and slapping my ass. Holding some poppers under my nose i took a long whiff as he asked me what i wanted. I told him to fuck me hard. He said he didn't hear me so i shouted loud to fuck my ass and use me. He pounded me hard and then i heard him grunt and his cock was riding my ass with a new slick load of cum. Without saying anything else he got dressed. When i got up i realized he had left the door wide open so it was possible my neighbors heard me telling him to fuck. I LOVE anon fucks like this!

One of my current fuckbuddies came inside me six times without stopping a few hours ago. Loads are still inside. I take pics next time.

That's right slut-boy, they know...

Ben Finds Mike - as told by Ben and Brandon As told by Ben In the weeks after Brandon’s rather leading question about my cummy ass I took advantage of his work related absences to meet up every few days with Sam or Matt and Josh or all three to fuck. Even though I knew that all of them loved taking loads, they all made sure that all their loads ended up in my hole. When I commented on this one day Matt just laughed. “We take loads regularly. You have some catching up to do.” There were even a few times when Brandon was not travelling and I was “out running errands” meaning a quick fuck by the three of them and I arrived home with their loads in my ass. Brandon is very highly sexed and needs to fuck several times a day. It was almost as if he smelled the sex on me and wanted to fuck me the moment I walked in the door. I was horrified the first time as I thought he would notice that he was getting sloppy seconds or thirds but he never said anything any time he got to fuck my cum sloppy ass. The only time Sam and Matt and Josh and I didn’t get together was the week or so that I had the flu really bad. But as soon as I was feeling better I was back to taking loads. Matt even joked that he thought I was probably a fully paid up member of their fuck club by now! Since I had been enjoying group sex so much in the last few of months I wanted Brandon to share in the pleasure. When he finally told me to find someone to play with I got to work immediately. I thought of Sam, or Matt and Josh but I changed my mind as they would insist on barebacking, and Brandon was adamant that it was to be safe sex only. So I started visiting all the local hookup sites and placed an ad on CL: “Gay married couple looking for a third to spice up our sex-life. Me 27, 5’10” swimmers build, him 28 5’11” slim but muscular. Not looking for blowjobs but a fuck. 12345 zip code. Ready to play right now. ” This time it worked. It did not take long before someone took the bait and contacted me. I gave him my messenger ID and he responded immediately: Mike: “Hi, I saw your ad on CL. Married couple looking for a third” Me: “Yeah. Been married for about six months. Great sex but need some variety” Mike: “Fuck or get fucked?” Me: “Both. We are both versatile. You?” Mike: “More bottom, love it up the ass” Me: “Cool, we can work with that” Mike: “You did not say anything about safe only or BB in your ad.” Me: “Why, You BB?” Mike. “I can go either way. I let a guy fuck me with a condom if he insists, but I prefer BB. I love a load or two in my hole.” Me: “I would have preferred to say BB only in the ad.” Mike: “Why didn’t you?” Me: “My husband.” Mike: “Why?” Me: “We BB with each other but the agreement is: only safe with strangers” Me: “But I have some BB buddies who fuck me regularly that he does not know about” Mike: “COOL. A BB cheating husband” Me: “I did not think of it like that” Mike. “That’s what you are” Me: “Maybe I can cheat and “forget” the condom when I fuck you if you are OK with that” Mike: “I won’t tell. Sounds hot. It will make taking your load even better if your husband does not know about it.” Me: “Tell you what, I’ll fuck my boyfriend and when I’m close I’ll say so and then I’ll pull out and slide into you before he realizes what’s happening.” Mike: “I’ll be ready to make my move” Me: “Great. When do you want to get together?” Mike: “I all horny as hell. Later tonight perhaps? Me: “Yeah Baby” Mike: “It’s already quite late and I have to get up early tomorrow. No messing around. If I come over let’s get straight to it.” Me: “That works for me. Brandon will quickly get the idea.” Mike: “In half an hour maybe?” Me: “That will work. He is downloading porn right now. Always bareback porn. So he’ll be good and ready. I told him I’d find us someone for our first threesome.” So I gave him my phone number and our address, and he said he would be right over. As continued by Brandon. Mike arrived about twenty minutes later. He was a few years older than us, Dark haired and quite good looking. As it was a week night we pretty much got down to business immediately. Ben was obviously raring to go as the guy had barely walked in the door and he was kissing him and feeling him up. Mike responded with gusto. I suggested we go to the bedroom and we were stripped down and on the bed in a minute. Mike started working us over like a man possessed and we spent all of about five minutes sucking and licking and rubbing before Mike broke away from the action to ask “You guys are married. Do you bareback with each other?” Ben answered. “Yeah, we got tested just after we got married and have fucked raw since then.” “Fucking hot! I want to see you fuck each other raw then you can fuck me with condoms.” Ben didn’t waste a moment. “Nope. We fuck you first, but none of us cum. Then you can watch us fuck raw. Then we fuck you again and cum. Me first, I get to open you up for Brandon. Right now!” Mike needed no encouragement and went down on his hands and knees on the bed. I positioned myself in front of him so that he could suck me while Ben fucked him. Ben made a great show of slathering his cock with lube, then rubbering it up and then slicking it up with more lube before he pushed into Mike’s hole. Mike was grunting with pleasure like the true cock hound that he is. Ben started fucking harder and harder and faster and faster and then muttered something about “not able to cum like this”. I knew it was probably true as when we used condoms Ben would usually pull out and rip off the condom and jerk off onto me. Mike stopped sucking and suggested that I fuck Ben bareback so that he could watch. Ben pulled out, slid off the condom and rolled onto his back, with his ass over the edge of the bed. I moved in between his legs, spat on his hole and my dick and then thrust my way into his chute. I immediately started fucking him with long bottoming strokes so that Mike could get a good view of my raw meat fucking Ben’s ass. Mike was standing beside us fisting his dick watching my glistening cock sliding in and out of Ben’s ass. I started getting close and thrusting faster. Mike knew what was happening. “Fuck yeah, cum in his ass. Don’t pull out.” I hardly needed any encouragement from Mike, but somehow it would have been even hotter dumping a load in his tight ass instead of Ben’s. I needed a moment to recover so Ben and Mike took over. Ben was still leaning forward as Mike thrust his face between his ass cheeks and started slurping on his cummy hole. I moved around in front of Ben so he could clean my cock. After a few minutes Mike had pretty much licked Ben’s clean of all the cum and ass juices and I was starting to get hard again. I grabbed a condom and rolled it over my dick and lubed it up. I ordered Mike to stand up and when he did I moved behind him and started probing his willing hole with my dick. Ben had loosened him up nicely and I slid in easily. Ben must had been a mind reader as he moved in behind me and I became the meat in the sandwich as he slid his drooling cock into my receptive anus. I was in the middle, moving my hips forward and backward, alternately thrusting my sheathed cock deep into Mike’s ass, then withdrawing almost all the way out while simultaneously impaling myself on Ben’s bare dick. They were both trying to match my rhythm, sometimes with our bodies pressed hard together, and sometimes with Ben’s dick barely in my chute and mine barely in Mike. I could hear Ben’s breathing getting heavier as he was getting close, but because of the condom and having cum a few minutes earlier I still had a long way to go. Ben spoke “Fuck yeah, getting close. I love fucking my husband’s hole bareback and giving him a load.” Almost as if taking that as a cue, Mike stepped forward and my cock slid out of his hole. He stepped aside and back, standing alongside me. He turned to us and spoke. “Brandon, I’m not used to being fucked by such a big dick.” Let Ben fuck me again and then I’ll fuck you. Ben wasted no time. He slid his bare dick out of my ass and directly into Mike’s willing hole and started thrusting hard and fast. It took me a moment to realize that Ben was fucking Mike bareback. Ben was obviously back to his old barebacking ways and was being quite brazen about it. After having surfed the net and found “Sam” and “BBcpl4loads” I was not really surprised. I did think that he would at least keep up the pretense of safe sex when we had a threesome. After a couple of seconds I responded. “Ben, you’re bare, you don’t have a condom on. We have an agreement!” He kept on fucking furiously and after a few seconds started grunting and slamming Mike’s ass hard as he shot his load deep into Mike’s guts. Mike was grunting with pleasure as he felt Ben’s seed flood his guts. “Fuck Brandon. His ass is too tight and felt so good that I could not stop.” Mike looked at me with a grin. “I really don’t mind taking his load. In fact, I prefer it bareback.” I looked at him and Ben. By the way they were both grinning it was quite obvious that Ben’s little “slip-up” was planned. I determined to make my point. “Well, you have not cum yet and I want you to fuck me now. With a condom.” Mike was obviously hot to cum so he conceded to my request. He rolled a new condom over his dick and lubed it up generously. I went down on my hands and knees and he slowly pressed his dick against my hole. Mike muttered “it would feel better for both of us if we lost the rubber. I can almost never cum in a condom.” But continued to press into me anyway. In the six months or so that we had been married I had forgotten what it felt like being fucked by a sheathed dick. Nowhere near as pleasurable as bare, but the thought that Mike had Ben’s load in him stimulated me. Even though Mike was more of a bottom than a top, and was wearing a condom the sexual stimulus of the evening was enough that after about 10 minutes of vigorous thrusting he was able to cum. It seemed a little strange for Mike to be blowing his load in a condom while his ass was loaded with my husband’s cum. I secretly wished he was fucking me bare and blowing his load up my ass. But the way things seemed to be unfolding there would be plenty of time for that in the future. We all took a quick shower together after we were finished and Mike promised to keep in touch. I did not say anything to Ben after Mike left. I had already figured out that he had been having bareback sex on the side, but I would have expected him to “honor the agreement” at least while I was present and watching. I assumed that he just got carried away in the moment and forgot.

Discovery - as told by Brandon We’d been very happily married for a little longer than three months but I suspect we were both missing a bit of variety in our sex life. For me experiencing bareback sex with Ben was starting to lose its novelty and I was starting to think of having someone else sink their pole in my ass. (With a condom of course) Particularly as I like getting fucked by big uncut dicks and Ben’s six inch cut dick not quite fit the description. I had been away on a business trip and the Friday evening I got home Ben suggested that it might be fun to have a threesome. He had met up with his college roommate and fuckbuddy Sam who he had not seen for about two years and they talked about “all sorts of things”. We talked about it for a while, where to find guys, the “agreement” and all sorts of things like that. He even suggested that “maybe Sam would like to play” and “Sam mentioned another couple in the neighborhood that plays around”. Nothing specific came out of the conversation, but the sex we had that night was particularly good. Somehow the talk of threesomes must have stimulated both of us. Usually on a Saturday morning we would spend a lazy hour or so in bed with our first coffee of the day and end up fucking. This Saturday was different. Ben said that he had a lot of stuff he needed to do and after a quick mug and a shower he was out of the house. I thought nothing of it. He returned just in time for our Saturday afternoon nap. I was horny as always and I woke a little before he did. Actually, I probably woke him as I rolled in behind him and started grinding my already hard cock against his back. As he woke he groggily muttered. “I guess I’m going to get fucked now.” “Yeah, then you are going to fuck me. I missed getting fucked this morning.” I rolled him onto his back, lifted up his ass with a cushion and spread his legs giving me access to his hole. As I moved my face down towards his anus to give him a good rimming he stopped me and guided my mouth to his hardening dick. It was odd. Normally Ben loves me rimming his ass. He loves me sucking his dick as well but he had never before guided me away from the one towards the other. I was curious enough to ask “You don’t want me to rim you?” and he answered somewhat hesitantly “No, I want a blowjob instead”. I wondered if there was something he did not want me to find out. I went down on his cock and started working him over while starting to open him up with first one finger, then two, then three. (Not that his hole really needs opening out with the amount I fuck him) I surreptitiously stuck a finger in my mouth and tasted. I swear I could taste cum mixed in with his ass juices. Normally it only happens if I fuck him twice in one session of sex. I was pretty sure that someone else had fucked him raw earlier in the day and left a load up his chute. That was against our agreement but I found it strangely stimulating to know that he was walking around with someone else’s cum inside him. I spat on my hand and slicked up my cock. I moved forward and started pushing my way in. I looked closely at his face and saw a momentary flick of panic as my meat slid easily into his slick cum lubed hole. He knew that I knew but he did not say anything. I rammed him mercilessly slamming so hard into his ass to that he uttered a little grunt of pain each time. Cheating little slut was all I could think. Have some sex on the side was one thing but bareback was completely against the rules. I normally cum quickly but my aggressive fucking and the thought that a stranger had loaded him up earlier made me cum almost immediately. I added a massive load to the cum already in his colon. I waited a few moments before pulling out and rolling onto my back. “Now it’s your turn to fuck me.” He grabbed the lube, slicked up his cock and rolled me onto my side. He slid in behind me and was soon probing my hole with his drooling cockhead. I was so hungry for his dick that it slipped in easily. Ben put his arms around my chest. While he was slowly fucking me he was nuzzling my neck and sucking on my earlobe. One of his favorite positions to fuck and I was not going to object. I found myself strangely excited by the thought that he had stranger’s seed mixed with mine brewing in his bowels he fucked me. He was obviously highly stimulated as well as it did not take long before he was firing a massive load up my chute. As we lay there on the bed with Ben’s slowly softening dick still in my ass he mentioned Sam again. “We should really both get together with Sam for a threesome. We would have a really good time with him.” I did not say anything at first but thought to myself that he had probably had a good time with Sam earlier in the day. “Yeah! I’d love to fuck your ass after he has. Your ass was so slick today it felt like sloppy seconds. Did you lube up before our nap.” He looked at me with a deer-in-the-headlights expression. “Um. Ah. Yeah. Pre-lubed.” He thought a few seconds longer before adding. “With that new lube that looks like cum.” Yeah right, I thought to myself. I got to travel a lot for work over the next month or so and between this and that we never got the threesome worked out. Every couple of days Ben would mention it, whether in person or on the phone. He kept referring to Sam and the other hot couple Matt and Josh that were in the neighborhood. He made a rather cagy reference to meeting them at Sam’s and that they were really hot guys. There were a few more times during that period that his ass seemed as if it had been well fucked and fully loaded. He also started wearing a new swimsuit around the house. A typical swimmers cut brief but with a difference. The white spandex did not have a lining and I can only imagine how see-through it got when wet. Ben told me that a friend of Sam’s who has a team had a few spare suits and gave it to him. I could not imagine what sort of swim team would wear a see-through swimsuit, and I could not help notice the TeamBB blazoned across the back. Team Bare Back perhaps? Then Ben came down with a mean case of flu which put paid to any ideas of amorous encounters with strangers for a while. No sooner had Ben started feeling better than I got it. It was the worst case of flu I ever remember having. While I was sick and feeling so shitty I spent a lot of time online surfing for porn. I spent a lot of time looking at bareback sites as I have always found bareback porn more stimulating than condom porn. I joined some of the bareback hookup sites and looked at profiles of local guys. One caught my eye, BBSam4Fun. The zip code and description fitted that of Ben’s college buddy Sam. He listed his status as “don’t know, probably poz” and what he was looking for as “My place or yours, load up your hole or mine, the more cum the better. Status does not matter, just don’t tell me.” Also BBSam4Fun posted quite a few tales in the “my last load” section of the site where he had his profile. There were some really hot posts where Sam described his exploits including one that pretty much defined his attitude to life. “I was at my friends M and J for a fuck fest. They introduced me to a really hot friend J2 dressed in a black latex outfit with a biohazzard logo in red on the front. I could not keep my eyes off his massive bulge and when he stripped down and I saw what he was packing I knew he had to fuck me. He had a massive mushroom head on his 9” uncut dick. After fucking me and leaving a huge load in my ass I returned the favor. Then we both fucked the hosts, leaving a load in each. The day ended with first B and I double fucking J2, and then M and J double fucking him. He knows how to take cocks.” “J2 and I have become regular fuckbuddies. He loves my 10 incher in his hole almost as much as I love his mushroom head filling my ass. J2 says he is thinking of getting a nice discreet tattoo, on his crotch.” Then there was another post that really started me thinking. “I introduced my new bareback fuckbuddy B to M and J. B is really hot. About 5’7”, blond and blue eyed with a really muscular lean body covered with blond fur. Yum. Who would have thought that such a cutie could turn out to be such an unrepentant cum-slut. M and J started with their usual game of pretending to use condoms, but B quickly turned that around and took all our loads. Actually six loads, two from each of us. B has a boyfriend who doesn’t know he is getting fucked and taking loads.” I also found a profile for BBcpl4loads, a couple “in the neighborhood” who seemed to fit the description of M & J. What made it all start to fit together was a blog posting that they made on the same date as Sam’s fuck fest reference: “We had some hot guys over to fuck yesterday. Since we are into gear, one of the guys wore a black latex outfit with a biohazzard logo to show off his newly diagnosed status. I got fucked by his fatheaded 9” uncut dick. The other guy is a regular fuckbuddy. He says he does not know his status but is probably poz. Matt got loaded by his 10 inches. Also uncut.” I began to wonder about all sorts of things, but kept my thoughts to myself. Suspecting that Ben was having unsafe sex with poz guys is one thing, knowing for sure is another. Plus if it was true it was probably too late to change the inevitable. So I decided to snoop around on the net. His old profile on A4A was still there under BentBoy with some subtle changes. 30, 5’7” 135 lb 30w. Swimmers build. Dark blond, brown eyes. Some body hair. White. Looking for: 1-on-1 Sex, 3some/Group Sex, Misc. Fetishes. Just a fun loving guy looking to hook up. Oral is fine but if we hook up it ends up with someone getting fucked. 6”, Cut, Versatile, Anything Goes, Don’t Know. Prefer meeting at: Your place. But on one of the BB hookup sites I found a rather new profile for BBBoy that seemed somehow familiar. 30, 5’7” 135 lb 30w. Swimmers build. Dark blond, brown eyes. Some body hair. White. Looking for: 1-on-1 Sex, 3some/Group Sex, Misc. Fetishes. Just a bareback loving guy looking to hook up. Oral is fine but if we hook up it ends up with someone getting a load up their ass not their mouth. 6”, Cut, Versatile, Anything Goes, Don’t Know. Prefer meeting at: Your place. Cummy ass. TeamBB speedo. A new BB profile suspiciously like his old one that now showed his status as Don’t Know. It seemed pretty obvious that Ben was cheating on me. Not because he was screwing around behind my back because we had agreed that was OK, but because he was obviously doing it bareback. And then there was the unseasonable flu. I had barely started to feel better when Ben raised the question about threesomes again. This time I gave him a positive response. “Sure, that would be fun. I cannot remember how long it has been since I was the meat in a sandwich. Since you brought it up, you go and find him for us. Remember, safe sex only.” Whatever happened I was going to watch him very carefully.

Ben Cheats with Sam – as told by Ben As much as I love Brandon I love variety in sex and love getting fucked bareback by a big dick. Really, bareback is the only way I like it, which is why I was on PrEP when I met Brandon. I fucked around raw so much before I went on PrEP that I am surprised I never got sick. We had only been married about three months and I was already ready for another guy’s dick in my ass, preferably raw. Brandon had left on Sunday afternoon for a one week business trip. Realizing that we were out of beer I ran down to the local liquor store for a six pack. To my surprise and delight I ran into my old college roommate who had recently moved back to the neighborhood. Blond haired brown eyed muscle hunk Sam. Brandon’s 8 inch dick is amazing but Sam’s 10 incher is the biggest I have ever seen (or had fuck me). Sam is uncut, just the way I like it and he had fucked me often while we were in college, always with a condom. He always pulled out to cum, pulling off the condom to jerk off over my ass or belly. I longed to take it bare and to take his load deep up my chute, but he would have none of it, always insisting on protection. We spent a few minutes standing between the rum and the bourbon catching up on all that had happened in our lives in the few years since we had seen each other last. I could not help myself looking. Sam was even hotter than when he was in college. He had obviously been working out and was tanned and buffed. His tight jeans left nothing to the imagination and I kept looking at his bulge. He noticed. “So you’re married huh?” “Yes.” “But that doesn’t seem to stop you from eyeing my meat. Looks like you want it!” I looked at him with lust. “Yeah. Brandon and I have an agreement. Sort of a don’t ask don’t tell arrangement. We can fuck around as long as it is safe and we don’t have to tell each other. Since it’s only been a few months I have not done anything yet. With Brandon out of town I have not had a fuck for days.” I looked at his crotch again. The bulge was becoming more prominent. Sam was obviously interested in a replay of those nights in college. Sam was not quite ready to respond to the hint. “Well, I guess you’ll just have to go home and jerk off to that bareback porn you love so much. That way you won’t be cheating on your husband.” “Actually, I was thinking more on the lines on what we did in college: Drink beer, listen to music and then do what comes naturally.” Sam grinned “Yeah, remember those days? We fucked a lot. You used to try and get me drunk so that I would forget the condoms and fuck you bareback! I never did give in to you, did I?” “Nope” was my response. “And now I am married with an agreement to abide by.” Sam chuckled. “Yeah! Of course. I also have my rules, just not an agreement.” He paused and looked hard at me before continuing. “How about this: We grab some beers and go to my place. My condo is only two blocks from here. Then we can catch up on old times, drink beer and see what happens.” He looked down at the growing bulge in my pants and said “Based on what your pants are telling me I’ll take that as a yes.” We each grabbed a six pack, paid for it and headed out into the street. Sam was not kidding when he said his place was close. He told me not to bother moving my car and we were unlocking his front door in less than five minutes. So convenient, a bit more than a mile from our house! His condo was sparsely furnished as he had only recently moved in, but it had all the necessary stuff. We sat down in the living room and each of us cracked open a beer. We discussed old times and old friends and what everyone was up to. The talk was getting more and more sexual and I could see that he was getting aroused, and I was getting uncomfortably hard in my tight shorts. Sam stood up. “I’ve gotta piss. Beer is starting to work. Be back in a minute.” As he walked out of the room I marveled how good his muscular ass looked in his tight jeans. While Sam was gone I looked at the Porno DVDs lying next to the DVD player. When we were in college he refused to buy or watch any bareback porn unless it was “Pre-Condom”. Judging from the titles his tastes had changed: “Truckstop Bareback”, “Bare Gloryholes”, “Bareback Cheating Boyfriends”, Cum Loaded” and “Taking Loads: Not a Drop Wasted”. Not a condom movie in sight. Sam returned carrying a couple of hand towels, a bottle of lube and some condoms. He placed them on the coffee table near to us. “I brought some supplies, just in case we decide we need them.” he said with a smirk. I had thought the whole idea was that we were going to fuck so we did need them! He grabbed “Taking Loads: Not a Drop Wasted” and put it in the player. “He turned to me with a grin. “This is one of my favorite porn movies. I love the guys’ attitudes. They’ll take anybody’s dick in their asses.” We grabbed our beers and sat back on the couch to watch the movie. The move was set in an abandoned warehouse. Guys entered one by one and soon the stars were sucking dicks and rimming asses. The movie had barely started when Sam went down on my dick. He was still as good a cocksucker as he had been in college. I watched the movie while he worked on my dick. Quite a few of the guys in the movie had biohazzard tattoos, and soon the fucking started. First it was the biohazard guys fucking each other, and then they started randomly fucking the other guys. Sam stocked sucking and motioned me to go down on him. It was wonderful to get my mouth on his massive cock and taste his ample pre-cum after so many years. Out of the corner of my eye I could see that the movie had got to a scene where three bottoms in a line were getting fucked doggy style by three tops with biohazard tattoos. Unlike many movies this one actually had the actors speaking. While I was deep throating Sam’s massive dick and working his foreskin with my tongue I could hear the tops talking dirty were saying how they were going to load the bottoms with their poz cum. Both Sam and I were rock hard by this time and he was leaking copiously into my hungry mouth. He eased me off his dick and looked at me “Ready for some real action? I want to taste your sweet ass.” I got up and went down on the couch on all fours. Within seconds he had his face in my ass crack and was greedily slurping on my hole. I relaxed my muscles and he thrust his tongue as deep as he could go. I was drooling profusely by now leaving a slick puddle on the leather of the couch. This did not last long. “On your back” Sam ordered. I watched as he reached across to the coffee table and grabbed the bottle of lube and a condom. He squirted some on his hand and then worked one, two then three slippery fingers into my greedy hole. “You ready for this? I know you want it SO BAD.” He said with a grin, squirting some more lube onto his hand and slicking up his rock hard cock. He wiped his hand off on a towel and then lined up his drooling cock with my hole. Then he did something unexpected; he ripped open the condom packet and rolled the condom over my dick while slowly pushing his way in. There was a brief spasm of pain as his massive meat entered my chute and then extreme pleasure as his bare dick stretched my anal walls and started to slide up into my ass. “I know you’ve always wanted me to fuck you raw.” He said as he thrust in balls deep. “But I always played safe, never did what you wanted. Now I only fuck and get fucked bareback. But you can tell your husband you wore a condom when we fucked.” I burst out laughing, which just made him fuck harder and faster. I had forgotten how well he fucked and I was extremely turned on by his tight muscular body as he thrust deep into my gut. I put my hand on my sheathed dick but he grabbed my wrist and stopped me. “NO. I don’t want you to waste your cum. It belongs in an ass; my ass.” He was so turned on by the thought of fucking me bareback at last that he did not last long. “Oh fuck yeah. Fuck. I’m close. You always had the best hole to fuck but this is so much better.” With that his dick started to spasm and he slammed his crotch into my ass as he started to unload his seed as deep as possible in my colon. “Breeding your tight ass good.” He thrust hard a few more times spewing his load into my hungry cunt. It was really hard to not cum hands free in the condom as the experience was so intense. He remained deep in my gut for a few moments before he spoke. “Fuck yeah. That was hot. And I know you are so ready to cum that if you stick it in my ass you will cum even before you are all the way in. I nodded in agreement. He withdrew his still hard member from my ass and went down on his hands and knees. “Eat my ass before you fuck me” he ordered “Get it good and sloppy so we don’t need lube.” His anus was not the same as I remembered it from college. No longer a tight pucker, his puffy ass lips relaxed to reveal a gaping hole. Sam had obviously been fucked a lot since we had been together in college. As I thrust my face into his tangy crack and slid my tongue into his welcoming hole I heard him say. “Yeah, like it? Not as tight as I used to be because I love getting double-dicked. I can take it real easy now.” I gave a muffled affirmative as I tasted cum in his hole. So he had already been fucked today. He obviously knew what I was thinking. “Yeah, Matt and Josh loaded me after brunch this morning. You’re going to have a slick ride.” His ass was now nice and wet so I got ready to fuck him. I still had the condom on and my dick inside was slick with all the pre-cum that I had been leaking. I pulled it off and lined my fat cockhead up against his ring. As I slowly pushed in I got a thrill from finally getting to do something that I had wanted so many times in college; Get my bare dick in Sam’s needy hole. Sam was moaning with pleasure as I slid it all the way in and past the inner sphincter. I started thrusting slowly, pulling almost all the way out and then slamming all the way home to get as deep as I could. Sam sighed.” Fuck yeah, you have no idea how many times I wished your dick was bare when you fucked me in college”. When he said that it took me over the edge and I rammed him balls deep and started loading up his ass. “Fuck bitch, I’ve wanted this for so long: Seeding you good and hard.” In that instant a long held wish came true for both of us. We rested for a few minutes taking in the moment. As I pulled out of Sam’s sloppy hole he joked. “Wrong porn movie. Should have been the Bareback Cheating Boyfriends. One of my favorites. Except it should have been husbands.” As we were getting dressed I asked Sam what had changed his mind about barebacking. It was quite by accident he told me. “About a year ago I met this really hot couple for a threesome. They said they always fucked each other raw but we agreed that when I would fuck and get fucked it would be safe. It did not work out that way and I am sure they planned it like that. We had all fucked each other at least once, me with condoms and Matt and Josh raw with each other but none of us had cum yet even though we had been close a few times. Matt was fucking Josh while I was sucking him. He turned to Matt and said I sucked better when I was being fucked and next thing Matt slid his bare cock out of Josh and slid it up my ass. No condom this time and slick with Josh’s ass juices. It felt so fucking good. Matt must have been really close because he only thrust a few times before I felt his dick swell and he started dumping a massive load in my hole. Then Josh said that since I could not catch anything from him that I could not catch from his boyfriend he wanted to fuck me raw as well and he did. Well, that did it. It felt so incredible that by the end of the evening I had seeded them both and each had bred me twice. They admitted afterwards that they liked hooking up with safe-sex only guys and converting them to bareback in the heat of the moment. I never used a condom since and I must have been bred by more than a hundred guys. Matt and Josh go as bbcpl4loads on the internet.” I wondered about the risks Sam had been taking but I still wanted him to bareback me again. I guess I should have still been on PrEP even though I had never been as good about taking it regularly as I had been about taking loads.