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The Well-Hung POZ Twink Breeds My Boy My boy and I love to get him fucked by other guys. There’s something so sexy about him submitting to a big cock. The need to feel it stretching him open and filling him with seed is too much to resist. I love to help him get ready to get dicked down, rimming his hole, fingering lube inside, blowing a buddy’s cock to full hardness, and even slipping it right inside him. I only let him get fucked raw and really love laying down underneath so I can fuck-lick right at his ass while he’s getting pounded. I’ve cleaned up many tops’ cummy dicks after they breed my boy. I enjoy fucking their seed deeper into his slutty opened hole, and Iove eating cum out of him. We’re a good fit. Sometimes I find guys to breed my boy, and sometimes he seeks them out. We were at a bar a few weeks ago and this sexy pretty twink starting grinning at us. My boy sauntered over and chatted him up. I got hard as my boy put his arms around the twink and I watched as the twink licked his fingers then slid his hands down my boy’s jeans. I knew he was fingering my boy when my boy threw his head back. I picked up the tab for all our drinks. When I turned to where they’d been standing, they were gone. I ducked out to the street an didn’t see them. I made my way back to the bathroom and heard the unmistakable sounds of fucking from the stall. I knocked and heard the twink moan as my boy shouted, ‘we’ll be right out!’ I stood guard at the door while this twink pounded my boy. I heard the twink tell my boy he was about to cum and the sound of skin on skin smacking until the twink shot his load, hopefully deep into my boy’s hungry pussy. A few minutes later, they both appeared, flushed and grinning. The three of us left the bar, both me and the twink squeezing my boy’s ass. I wanted to see if there was a wet spot of fresh cum dripping out, so I let them walk a few steps ahead of me. No sign of anything. I asked them if they were done. The twink said he was good for another load and my boy smiled. We piled into my car. I drove as they hopped in the back seat, making out with each other the whole drive home. We were all hard as we entered our living room. My boy made us all a round of vodka sodas. I took the time to get to know the twink a little. His name was Brian, and he thanked me for letting him fuck my boy back at the bar. I asked if he bred him, and he looked at the floor. I told him, ‘hey, stud. I’m into it. You can breed him, especially if I get sloppy seconds!’ He avoided eye contact and told me that he hadn’t fucked raw since he converted. I realized he was POZ. ‘Does my boy know?’ He shook his head. ‘Did you raw fuck him in the bathroom?’ He shook his head again. He’d bagged up and fucked my boy with spit as lube. I knew my boy’s hole would be ragged from a relatively dry fuck. I had a naughty idea. ‘It’s cool man. My boy has a PrEP prescription. And he likes to be filled up. So no worries.’ What Brian didn’t know that my boy decided to go off PrEP a few months ago after some unusual liver function results at his last testing. Brian told me he’d be cool breeding my boy. I grinned. Just then, my boy came back with our drinks. He’d poured doubles and we all drank them down quickly. My boy sat between me and the twink. The three of us made out and groped each other. I got on my knees and shimmied their pants down. I blew the twink’s eight-inch fat cut dick and got it nice and slippery. My boy got on his hand and knees sideways on the couch and blew Brian as I ate his tender hole. It was pink and open from their dry protected first fuck. I lapped at my boy’s ass, smearing my copious precum into him. ‘Boy, this nice twink is going to fuck you now. Raw.’ My boy eagerly nodded and pulled his mouth off of Brian’s dick. Facing me, he straddled Brian’s lap. I spit onto that big raw POZ cock and slipped it inside my boy’s hole. The sight of him slipping right down on that dick must have made me beam. My boy groaned as he adjusted to his girth and sat all the way down on it. I leaned forward lapping at his stretched-out ass lips, then suckling Brian’s big balls. My boy started riding and threw his head back in ecstasy. ‘This is so much better raw!,’ he shouted. He rode Brian until his legs were tired and pulled off. I sucked Brian’s cock down my throat. I tasted the familiar tinny flavor of cum mixed with raw hole. My boy bent over the arm of the sofa and spread his cheeks wide. Brian told me to take over for a minute. I slid right into my boy, making him more slippery as I oozed precum into his guts. Brian wiped the sweat from his brow and took my place. I got on the sofa and cradled my boy’s head as he took Brian’s forceful pounding. This skinny twink could really fuck, and he railed my boy for like ten minutes without stopping. He needed a bit of a break and went to the bathroom to take a piss. My boy and I 69ed on the floor. I lapped at my boy’s balls and hole. I knew I wanted my face right there as the twink filled him up. Brian came back and slid right back inside. After a few pumps, his big dick returned to full hardness and he really hammered my boy’s hole. I knew he was about to cum and pulled told my boy, ‘Get ready. He’s going to fill you up, with POZ seed!’ My boy pulled off my dick and moaned, ‘YES! YES! Please fill me up. Fill me up with your POZ cum! Give IT to me!!!’ Brian roared as he bred my boy as deeply as he could. My tongue was right there as white globs leaked out at the base of his cock. I lapped at the fresh cum and swallowed it down. They caught their breath and eventually Brian’s softening rod slipped out of my boy. A flood of seed poured out of my boy’s guts. Tinged ever so slightly pink, I swallowed it down. Brian slapped his cummy dick against my boy’s ass and my tongue. I made sure to not miss a drop. He got dressed and hopped in a cab, but not before entering his number in my phone. I texted him after he left, with pics of me breeding my boy’s loose used hole. He promised to text me the next time he needed to lose a load.

I always wanted to belong. To something. I never knew what it was and I was always a loner, you know, the socially awkward kind, the weird kid at school who everyone avoided. I did well at school, graduated, got a good job, everything you were told to do right? After all that I still never felt like I belonged anywhere. Why do I come out with all this right now and when does it become interesting? Well you see I'm in a dark room, it's quiet, the only thing I can hear is the sound of my own breath and the thumping of my heart beating hard and fast and my mind tumbling over and over the thoughts of my path to where I am right now. There's a noise. Footsteps, barefoot on a tiled floor, a gentle not unpleasant sound. The first sounds I'd heard beyond the gentle hum of the air con and the faint street noise coming from somewhere above me. The footsteps halted, I knew they were by the door of my room, I could see very little other than the floor as I was lying face down, bent over, with my feet touching the floor. Whatever light that was able to make it's way into my room was largely blocked by what was about to be my first step into a new world. I felt his legs pressed against mine, I felt two hands on my back, resting gently, they lifted slowly but returned with an audible slap making me buck and let out a grunt, maybe a scream, I'm not sure. I found my arms held in place, then the pressure of his whole body pressed against mine. I could feel his weight, he was not a small man, and I knew instantly the feeling of copious amounts of hair brushing my body. Something was whispered in my ear, I didn't hear it, it didn't matter to me anyway, I wanted one thing and right now, this man was it. He stood up, I was released and could breath again. I felt a single hand on my ass cheek, his thumb rubbing, exploring along my crack. I heard him spit then moments later felt the sticky liquid flow down between my cheeks. His thumb rubbed across my hole back and forth, working his spit around and around until he slipped a finger in. I let out a quiet, virtually inaudible "mmmmm" as he pulled his finger out. The tip of his cock rubbed across my hole, I heard him spit again, into his hand I guessed as his cock pulled away, but returned just as quickly, presumably carrying more of the home made lube. There seemed a pause in time, everything stopped momentarily, before I felt pressure against my hole. "Take it all", his low deep voice growled. I felt the head of his cock push it way through then within seconds he was buried deep. The shock of what felt like his massive length making it's own hole drove all the breath from my lungs, I gasped, gasps of ecstasy, as he help my hips and began pulling away and then burying his cock again, thrust after thrust after thrust. Each time he buried deep I could feel his massive mound of pubic hair brushing my crack, and with each thrust, the air was pushed from my lungs and as quickly as I could gasp it back in, the next thrust took it away again. I had no concept of time at this point, was it 5 minutes, or 50, it didn't matter, but suddenly the thrusting changed, this big man shook like a tree in the wind and with a cry out of "take my load, take it" he bucked several times and my ass received its first ever load. My new, yet unknown friend pulled away, he gently patted my on the back and walked away. I led there still and solitary for a few moments. "Job done", I thought to my self. An involuntary "Yes!" cried out from within me, as felt I belonged for the first time. Did my cry attract attention, i thought the open door did that and I was right. I wasn't sure of my next move, so I just stayed where I was.

Part 6 - Day 3 At Sea He woke and rolled over on to his stomach looking at the time then rolling on to his back again. Staying like that for a few minutes Luca then jumped out of bed, he was showered and dressed in twenty minutes and went down to breakfast in the Duchess Grill this morning. His parents were already enjoying their breakfast, only James and Liam were sat at the other table in conversation with his mother and father. He was having quite a bit of luck this morning avoiding Ramon and Brad. As much as Luca tried to engage with Liam he still found that Liam showed little interest. He had no way of knowing that this was Liam's way of getting Luca pulled in and he knew it was working. Luca ordered his breakfast "What are you planning to do today?" his father asked when he finished ordering. "Probably go for a run around 11am if your interested?" Luca replied looking at his father. "Yes sounds good, we have the wine tasting at 1pm" Gio replied asking for more coffee. Luca shook his head "No, I got tipsy last time" he said laughing "does that mean party tonight?". Gio laughed and nodded, Luca hated this part of the cruise. His parents always hosted a cocktail party in the evening after the wine tasting in their suite. James listening to their conversation decided he would go to the gym at the same time hoping that Luca would stay on a bit after his father left. Liam stood up and spoke to Luca's parents "Thank you for the invite tonight we will see you at 7pm". Sarah smiled "Yes, although I expect Luca will do his usual and come down 10 minutes before it finishes" she said chuckling. Luca rolled his eyes laughing "Unless I am commanded to attend" he said smiling at Liam waiting for a response. "You are never commanded to appear Luca" Gio replied chuckling "just make an appearance before it finishes". Luca spent an hour walking around the decks and shops then back to his suite to change for the gym meeting his father there they started on a five mile run together. James slipped one of his condoms into his shorts and headed to the gym having given the others the slip. Brad and Oliver had already been to the gym earlier so he knew he wouldn't have to worry about them hovering around. Walking in it was pretty deserted since the weather was so nice, just a few ladies working out and on two running machines were Luca and his father. He quietly worked out for an hour until he saw Gio and Luca running down the speed and stopping. Gio waved to James spotting him on the weights. "You done here Luca I am heading back?" Gio asked towelling his face. Luca took a sip of water "A few more minutes then I will hit the steam room". "Okay" Gio said picking up his water bottle "Will see you this evening" he gave his son a sweaty hug and left. James left the weights and went to the changing room grabbing a fresh towel he undressed and slipped the condom in the fold of the towel and went to the steam room. It was deserted coming up to lunchtime, most of the guests would be heading for food so now was ideal, he only hoped that Luca was indeed going to come. He laid back and enjoyed the aromas of the sandalwood in the male steam room. He looked up hearing the door open and the unmistakable figure of Luca entering taking a seat on the far side away from him. "Finished your work out?" James asked through the mist. Luca couldn't quite see who it was "Who is that?". James shifted around coming in to view "Oh it's you" Luca said feeling a little relieved. James smiled and moved closer "Alone at last" he quietly said with his hand running along Luca's leg. Luca gasped sharply opening his eyes wide and looking at James, he felt powerless listening to and staring at James. Drawn to him he happily allowed James to run his hand up inside his towel cupping his balls and working further down towards his ass. Luca moaned softly, totally aroused he leaned forward and kissed James catching him by surprise. James reciprocated and kissed Luca back hard spearing him with his tongue and kissing him for all his worth. Luca's towel fell away and James grabbed Luca's hand putting it on his cock 'you want that Luca' he asked not waiting for him to respond instead he kissed him hard again. Luca nodded unable to speak with a mouth full James tongue and saliva sloshing around in his mouth. Luca undid the towel exposing James's cock, he gently stroked and rubbed it feeling the precum surfacing quickly. James stood up and retrieved the condom and tore it open. Luca needed no persuading, the heat and scent in the steam room added to the sexual moment. Guided by James he kneeled on the bench and felt the warm saliva dropping on to his hole followed by James's fingers working it in. Luca was thankful that at least he was playing safe, he felt so horny after his exercising. James slipped the condom over his shaft, the pin pricks at the end were indistinguishable to the naked eye. Lining up his cock James gently pushed against Luca's tight hole 'fuck Luca I will come quick your so tight' he said causing Luca to wince and cry in to his towel, he continued jabbing his cock in hard. He stopped and allowed Luca to adjust before pushing again until he was deep inside. Luca whimpered but begged to be fucked. Pulling his cock half out James began to fuck Luca steadily with only half his cock inside. The only thing running through James's head right now was the $10k and breeding this sexy guy. Luca raised his head and James grabbed him around the neck leaning forward they kissed and tongued eagerly for a moment before James let go and went back to the work in hand. Taking a quick look behind him at the door, there was no sign of anyone 'yeah you want fucking Luca?' he asked seeing him nod and hearing the moans. James pushed the full length in and began fucking Luca harder and deeper, one hand holding his waist the other on the shoulder to stop him moving to far forward. Luca was stifling his moans each one getting louder and longer from the intense deep thrusting his ass was receiving. It was by the far the most incredible fuck he ever experienced, none of his previous came anywhere near close to how he was feeling. His mouth full of towel starring at the wall in front of him eyes open wide, James was well versed in fucking giving Luca an ass shattering fuck. Behind him he heard James grunting louder building up his orgasm. Luca was getting to the point where he couldn't take any more, his hand trying to push James off for a moment. James held on to Luca tighter 'if you make me stop we are going to have to start again' he rasped at Luca. Replacing his hand Luca bit down on the towel closing his eyes tight trying to stop himself from moaning loudly, his ass beginning to feel sore for the relentlessness of James. Suddenly he felt James collapse on top, his arms circled around Luca's waist holding him deep on his cock. Luca placed his arm on the slimly wall to stop his head banging against it. The hold on his waist was tight and he felt the pulsing contractions in James's cock. He breathed heavily against Luca's neck moaning and jolting forward deeper, the arms circled around him almost lifting Luca off the bench. James released his hold and stood up right, slowly he pulling his cock out. Looking down there was only a small amount of cum still in the tip of the condom, the rest has been successfully and deviously planted in to Luca. James picked up his towel and slapped Luca's ass hard leaving a red mark 'fuck that was good' James said and left the steam room with Luca still kneeling on all fours. Luca looked around 'selfish bastard' he muttered rather louder than he intended to. He hadn't climaxed and was already coming down his aroused state, wrapping his towel around him he stayed a little longer in the steam angry at James. Luca calmed realising that James probably didn't want to get caught having sex in a public place, come to think of it neither did he. Still it gave the sex an exciting edge and trill thinking they could have been caught. Luca stood up and left the steam room and took a quick shower in the deserted changing room. Walking past the gym again he bumped in to Andre who smiled tapping his watch and winked at him. Despite no longer feeling the urge for sex right now he just didn't know where his desire for Andre came from, he was a sex bomb in his eyes as he was looking forward to his massage again today. Luca spent the time laying out on his balcony rather than the terrace, he looked down several times and saw James laughing and chatting at the pool with Oliver, Brad and Liam. Ramon came out on to the balcony and brought Luca a cold drink then stood chatting to him. Brad seeing this smirked and was sure Luca was doing something with his butler, he couldn't blame him as the certainly looked fit and sexy. The Mediterranean in Luca was beginning to come out the more he sat in the sun, it was like a metamorphosis developing a very natural looking tan. At 5pm Andre appeared at the door of the spa lounge and escorted Luca to the treatment room, he nodded for Luca to get on the table whilst he prepared the oils. Andre stroked Luca's head 'Same as yesterday?' he asked running his hands down Luca's neck and back 'yes' Luca replied. Andre chuckled massaging Luca hearing him moaning freely and muttering 'oh yes' the deeper he worked Luca's muscles. Today the massage was just as incredible but it definitely had a more sensual edge to it. He felt the warm oil being tickled on his lower back, Andre rubbed the oil over his buttocks and fingered his hole gently. His toes wriggled from excitement, Andre climbed on to the bed and laid on top of Luca, slowly and teasingly rubbing his cock over Luca's hole. Gently he pushed allowing the head to penetrate, Luca gasped and moaned his head held down by Andre preventing him from moving too much. His ass still sore from earlier, he wanted to cry out in pain but held himself together until Andre was deep inside and begun his gentle fucking. Soothed by the sexual feeling of Andre's body on top of him, he let himself go and managed to lift his head kissing Andre passionately. They laid joined together for 15 minutes, Andre grinding and pleasuring Luca, his body tingling he quickly pulled out of Luca and ejaculated over Luca's back. Leaning over to grab some tissues he cleared up the mess from Luca's back and left side where his cum was dribbled down. Andre then stopped, he was looking down at Luca's ass. "Did you have sex with someone else today?" Andre asked climbing off Luca. Luca feeling embarrassed looked at Andre "Yes a guest" he replied sheepishly "How..." he paused "how do you know?". Andre smiled "You have cum in your ass a little has seeped out". Luca looked strangely at Andre "They wore a condom I saw them put it on". "It either broke or you were stealthed" Andre said cleaning up the mess around his hole. Luca sat up on the bench "Tampered condom?" he asked "but I saw the condom after there was cum in it". Andre laid Luca down on his back rubbing oil across his chest "Oldest trick in the book". Luca looked concerned but soon forgot as soon as Andre began touching him, his body now enjoying the hands of Andre massaging him again. He loved looking at his perfect body whilst his hand gently caressed Andre's cock through the trousers he put back on. Andre smiled down at him, they kissed several times until his hour was up. Luca declined a massage for the following day, Andre escorted Luca to the spa exit smiling at him saying goodbye. Luca peered in to his parent's suite and saw Ramon and a waiter setting up the cocktail party, still dressed in shorts and t-shirt he went up the stairs and spent some time chatting to his parents as they dressed. Luca went back to his suite and closed the interconnecting door. In his head the thought of James and did he really stealth him deliberately in the steam room on purpose. He couldn't even imagine how to bring the subject up with him for fear of the other guys finding out, and yes, then there was Brad threatening to tell his parents about Ramon. Silly he told himself, Brad had no proof if anything was taking place. He could hear guests arriving next door hearing the chatter getting louder from more people arriving. Luca went upstairs and ran a bath, stripping off he climbed in and relaxed, slowly washing the oils off his body playing with his cock thinking of Andre. It was a very surreal strange feeling, he actually felt more connected with Andre during sex. He knew it was down to Andre not wearing a condom and how different it felt and how much more of a turn on it was. Suddenly he sat up in the bath, his neck, chin and lips received the full force of his ejaculation. Giggling he cleaned himself up, even for Luca this was a new low, sitting in a bath with his own cum in the water. Drying himself off and walking in to the bedroom it was already 7.30pm, he grabbed some underwear and socks then found a shirt to wear. "Good evening" Ramon called entering the suite and climbing the stairs. "Evening Ramon" Luca replied sitting on the bed buttoning up his shirt and looked over when he appeared. Ramon grinned reaching the top of the stairs "Can I turn down your bed Luca?". Luca nodded and stood up "Of course" he replied but Ramon grabbed his arm "No Ramon, I am not in the mood". Ramon looked at Luca "Well I am" he said dragging Luca to the dressing room. Luca tried to protest but Ramon kissed him silencing his words, unlike the other kisses this one was more of a real kiss that lasted several minutes. He felt the hands pushing his shoulders down, resistance crumbling he fell to his knees and took Ramon's cock out and got to work. Brad casually walked over to Sarah "Is Luca attending the party?". "Not sure Brad, he might appear just before the end" she replied "See if you can drag him here for a drink". Brad laughed "Through there?" he asked pointing to the door watching Sarah nod. Brad put his glass down and opened the door closing it behind him, he stood there for a moment but could hear nothing. Luca he called out in a hushed tone climbing the stairs listening, faintly he could hear moaning coming from the partly closed sliding doors in to the dressing room. Walking over and peering through the little gap he could see Luca on his knees and two hands holding his head. Brad slid the doors open "Busted" he announced seeing the look of fright on Luca and shock on Ramon's face. Luca stopped sucking "I didn't tell you to stop" Ramon said forcing Luca to continue seeing the smile on Brad's face. Brad leaned against the door frame watching "Slap his head if he isn't doing it right" he suggested to Ramon. "Ahh yes" Ramon said holding Luca's head still ejaculating in to his mouth looking down at him. Brad smiled "Nice job Luca" he said watching Ramon put his cock away and return to turning down the bed. Luca stood up "What the fuck are you doing in here?" he asked sounding angry and worried. Brad moved towards Luca "Taking you to the party, shame we don't have time for you to blow me". "You have a very talented mouth Luca" Brad said standing in front of Luca "I can't wait until you put it around my cock" he laughed. Luca stood there unable to say anything, he tuned and grabbed trousers and put them on. He couldn't face Brad knowing that he was now stuck with having to do what Brad wanted otherwise he would tell his parents. Luca felt like a slut trying to dress, he just couldn't keep his eyes off Brad though, questioning if he did fancy him and if so maybe it wasn't a bad thing. Ramon appeared advising he was heading back to party, Brad put his arm across preventing Luca from leaving. Luca looked at Brad and his wicked grin, he moved closer to Brad who quickly put his arm around Luca. Their lips touched then parted, madly kissing each other aggressively like they both wanted it. Luca tried to play it cool wanting Brad so badly now, could it be that he reminded him so much of Mark and the time lost at university? Luca put his shoes on and looked up at Brad "You won't tell my parents anything?". "I don't think I will need tell them" Brad replied smiling and stroking Luca's face "Ready?". Luca stood up "If I must" he said "you have no idea how much I hate these parties". Luca knew what Brad meant, they had one more quick kiss then went downstairs. Brad and Luca walked in to the party to the delight of his parents. He joined them for a glass of champagne and kept looking at Brad who carried on as if nothing had happened. The other three guys smiled at Luca when he arrived at the party, Luca had no idea that James had told the rest of the guys of their steamy sex earlier that day claiming his reward. Luca gave James a few glances during dinner, another surprise Luca hadn't expected was they all dined together on one table. Brad used the entire meal to play footsie with Luca, he was in very good spirit and on form with his humour, driven on knowing that Luca was responding to him.

So my roommate and I had always had an agreement that throughout the day that we were together in the 2 bedroom house we shared whoever fell asleep before the other would get tied up and slammed and get fucked while sleeping and that there was no way out of it. But it wasn't just going to be the roommate doing the fucking we agreed that the other had to hit up anyone on Grindr or any other gay hookup website or app and get as many guys as we could over to breed the sleeper. We were both Poz so we didn't care about anyone's status and if they partied it would make it better. Jeremy and I were both 19 and since we were always together in school and both on the swim team we both had similar builds. We both stood at 6ft and both had a nice swimmers six pack. I had nice thick 7 inch cock and Jeremy had a similar thick but 6 inch cock and we loved sucking on them when we were together. This night we were both out seperatly at different parties and I was the first to make it home. I walked in and went straight to the bathroom to wash off all the funky odores I got on me with all the girls that kept rubbing all over me. I was upset that I wasn't bringing home any of the guys to fuck me and really wasn't in the mood to jack off so as soon as I was out of the shower I just decided to turn in for the night and sleep all this day away. Jeremy It was three am and I stumbled in the door with the six guys that wanted to come home with me to fuck and I could see my roommates shoes by the front door so I knew he was home. I smiled and whispered for the other guys to be quite as I tip toed to my roommates room where I found him sound asleep on his belly with his as showing and slightly snoring. As per our agreed rules I went to the guys and told them all to strip their clothes at the door and explained to them what out agreement was. They all grinned ear to ear when they heard that and they all quickly got out of their clothes. I took mine off as well and made sure to grab the syringe full of Tina and the Tina laced lube I had brought with me and we all crept to my roommates room to get ready. Once in his room I quietly got the ropes from under his bed and started tying his wrist and ankles to his bed posts. Once they were secure I checked on him and he was still snoring soundly so I knew we could move on to the next part. I grabbed the syringe and the tourniquet and started to wrap it around his arm and passed the Tina laced lube to the guy with the biggest cock and whispered to him to plunge right into his ass as I plunged down on the needle. He nodded and got himself ready as I inserted the needle with no problem into his arm. I pulled back on the plunger and it filled nicely with blood signaling it was ready. I looked over at the big guy ready to fuck my roomy and he was aimed right at his hole with the other guys spreading his ass to help. I gave him the thumbs up and whispered if they were both lubed and ready and he smiled and gave a thumbs up as well. Ok I whispered and said on the count of there, 3 2 1. Right after one I plunged down on the needle and the guy slammed down into my roommates hole causing him to jolt up and scream in pain and surprise. More to cum little piggies

I like all day fucks. Fuck, cuddle, rape, cuddle fuck some more. This is why I like whores so much.

While stuck inside and organizing things on my computer, I found this chapter two-thirds finished from 6 or so years ago. I finished it up and here it is. Hope you enjoy. RR MAC MEN 9: GETAWAY CAR After the fan-fucking-tastic foursome with Angel, Hassan and Marcus, I need to get some energy back. As I walk through the pulsating sea of fuckstuds to the lobby, I can’t believe how much my body throbs. I’m going to be so sore tomorrow. Of course, I don’t want tomorrow to come. Oh wait, it is tomorrow. My plan is to head to the lobby area, knock back a Red Bull, let my balls churn up some more cum then dive back into the breed-n-seed-fest. As I wait in line at the bar, I hear two men talking behind me. The deeper voiced of the two is telling his buddy about the new car he just bought. “Of course, I had the get the leather seats,” he says. Wait, I’ve heard this guy’s voice before. “I even asked the hunk who sold it to me if the seats were sperm resistant,” he continues. Fuck, I know that voice. “I said it right to his face. Of course, this was after I blasted hit guts with my man-sperm in the breakroom.” The word sperm is what tips me off. It’s gotta be Damien Silver from Knightbreeders, the dirtiest talking, most cum-obsessed spunk-swapper in all of porn. I turn halfway around to try and get a look at his face. The guy’s ruggedly handsome, with several day’s worth of scruff. It looks like it could be Damien but Damien always wears a mask in his videos so I can’t be sure. I’ve always wondered why he always wears the mask. I like to imagine that in addition shooting and starring in cum-swap videos, he has a more “respectable” job, like working for a politician, or as a policeman or teaching high school. Maybe he coaches a sports team at some religious university and runs around all day in tight coaching shorts, putting horny college age studs through their paces. Then he goes home and spends his nights making fuck flicks where he uses his filthy mind and his talent for dirty talk to celebrate his lifestyle choice as an unabashed barebacker. “Get me a water,” says the friend. “I’m going to run to the restroom.” The friend leaves and the man I think is Damien Silver is on his own. Now’s my chance and yet I suddenly feel shy, starstruck. ‘You’ve shot so much spunk to this fucker’s videos,’ I imagine Angel saying to me. ‘Grow a pair and make a move.’ “Congrats on the new car,” I say. “Couldn’t help but overhear.” “Thanks, sexy,” he says before turning around and sizing me up. “It’s my first new car in quite a while.” It’s strange to see this guy’s full face. You can tell he’s handsome from his videos but he’s even more striking without the mask. But it’s all about that voice. It’s Damien. I’d bet money on it. “I think I probably helped pay for that car,” I say, then flash a goofy smile. “That is, if you are who I think you are.” Damien smiles, grabs my hand and says, “Come with me?” “Wait,” I say as follow him through the lobby, “are you spelling that C-U-M or C-O-M-E?” “Yes,” he says. “I knew it was you by your voice,” I remark as he leads me down a dark hallway. “Oh yeah?” he growls. “Yeah. I really love the way you get into the whole mindset of it, you know.” “You mean, when I say stuff like, ‘You’re gonna fuck me bareback, right? Always, bareback. Taking seed and giving seed, right? Always. We live to take sperm, right?’ Stuff like that?” “Yes,” I say. He stops walking at a door then turns back to me. My cock head brushes against his jock, which is threadbare, cum-stained and packed. “You wanna see my new wheels?” he asks. “Sure but we can’t walk outside like this, can me?” “Ron lets me park in the enclosed, private lot,” he explains before open the door to a small parking lot lit by a single red bulb. A few cars are there and it’s obvious which one is his; it’s the gleaming silver Jaguar convertible with the dealer sticker still on it. “Oh my God,” I say. “This is gorgeous. It suits you, man.” He doesn’t say thank you. He steps right in front of me, gets his face inches away from mine and says, “You like the way I talk, right?” He leans into my body so my exposed ass rests against the driver’s side door. “Fuck yeah,” I say, bringing my hands up along his arms and squeezing his triceps. “You have a really sexy voice, deep and masculine, but it’s more the things you say, the way you talk…about barebacking and breeding, taking and giving cum. It’s like your religion. I can’t even tell you how many loads I’ve shot to you.” “Got one more in you?” he asks. “For you, yes,” I say, reaching around to cup his ass. “No one’s bred me in my car yet,” he says. “You want to help me break it in.” “Fuck, yeah,” I say. “And you like dirty talk, huh?” he asks. “Oh yeah,” I say. “I hate it in porn when they’ve got some music going on so you can’t hear the fuck sounds and the hot talk. The worst is when they have the TV on.” “Right?” he says. “What the fuck is that about?” “If I wanted to watch Jeopardy, I’d be watching Jeopardy.” “Can you dish it out, too?” he asks. “The fuck-talk?” “I don’t do it professionally, like you do, but I’ll try…” I turn him around and pull him back so my hard cock is pressed against his crack, “to rise to the occasion.” “Hot,” he says, grinding against me. “So here’s how it’s going to work: You’re going to sit in the passenger seat. I’m going to suck your hot cock until it’s ready to fuck.” “That should take at about two seconds,” I say, contracting my groin muscles so my hard leaking dick bobs in the air. “Then I’m going to sit on your dick. You don’t have to do much, movement wise. Just let me ride you while we have a simple, quiet conversation.” “Fuck yes,” I say. He opens the door and I sit my bare ass down on the cool leather seat. He kneels on the ground and starts to nurse my cock with his mouth. His slow smooth suck-strokes feel so good on my dick, which has already had a major workout tonight. As I relax into the blow job, I feel a gob of cum—God knows whose--ooze from my fuckhole. “Oh shit,” I say, a bit panicked. “Everything all right?” Damien says, looking up at me. “I got a bunch loads in me and I think some is oozing out onto your brand new seat,” I say anxiously. “You say that like it wasn’t part of my plan, ” he says. “Relax, I want you to let it ooze. I want this car to reek of cum. I want it to be my fucking Cummobile.” “You should get that for your license plate,” I suggest. Damien laughs, then he stands up and straddles me, grabs my face and looks me dead in the eyes. “Do it. Let it out, fucker. Let’s add a topnote of fuckspunk to the unmistakable new car smell.” It takes me a moment to relax my hole. “Open up and let it ooze out. Do it. Soak that seat, stud.” And I do. Damien kisses me hard while I let the loads of Marcus and Hassan and Lito snake out of me until I’m sitting in big cum puddle. Damien takes a big inhale. “Fuck, smell those men.” “I gotta breed you, fucker,” I say. “Put that hole down on my cock.” Without taking his eyes off mine, Damien lifts his ass up a few inches. Then his hole sinks onto my glistening cockhead like it’s a heat-seeking missile, which in a way it is. As he slides down onto my lap and I feel my shaft slide along his fuckstud asswalls, walls that have been whitewashed countless times. As a younger man, scared with little confidence, I used to look down on men that were promiscuous. Now, I revere them. From here on, Damien slowly grinds his hole on my cock while we talk to each other, our voices soft but insistent, like a hypnotist leading a subject into a trance. “Fuck, that’s smooth,” I say. “And thirsty, maybe the thirstiest ass I’ve ever fucked. What’s it thirsty for, pig?” “Sperm,” he says. “Always.” “You’re addicted to it, aren’t you? You need it like vampires need blood.” “It’s the first thing I think about in the morning and the last thing I think about at night.” “Because you always fall asleep fingering a loaded hole.” “A multi-loaded hole. What’s that wet squelching sound, Randy? I think it’s coming from you.” “It’s my hot hungry ass sliding around,” I say. “Sliding around in what?” he wonders. “A puddle of cum…from I don’t know how many guys?” “You don’t know how many?” “If I thought about it, I could give you a number…but I don’t really feel like doing math right now.” “You gotta track your loads, man. So you can always keep growing as a bareback fucker.” Without coming off my dick, Damien twists around, opens the glove compartment and pulls out a small ziplock bag. He pulls from it a silver chain with matching cylinder at the end of it. He drapes it over my head. “For poppers?” I ask. “Looks like it, but no. This is the part that’s genius,” Damien says, holding up the cylinder between our faces. “Check it out.” On the side of the cylinder are four revolving number wheels, like you’d see on a combination padlock. “This is to keep track of your loads. I wear two. The black one is loads I planted in an ass…and the silver one is loads planted in my ass. “There are four digits on here,” I observe. “That would be like a thousand loads.” “Three a day,” he shrugs. “Totally doable for a hot stud like you.” “These are really cool,” I say. “Where can I buy one?” “I’m going to start selling them on my website soon but you get one free for coming in my ass.” He bottoms out on my dick, then rocks slowly back and forth. “Look at me, just assuming I’m getting your load.” “Oh you’re getting it,” I say, trying not to pass the point of no return. “You’re gonna get seeded real soon…right here in this car. This beautiful, respectable car that would be right at home in a Pride parade, carrying the mayor or some happy old lesbian couple that’s been together 50 years.” “Or you and I could be in the Bareback Pride Parade,” he says. “We swap seed back and forth all the way down the parade route.” “And there’s a big float behind us with slings and fuck benches and guys all over it, fucking to cum,” I add. “And dick-addicted twinks with cum leaking from their battered holes are handing out fliers for Shudder to all the hot guys on the street.” “And the guys along the sidewalk all have their cocks out and as they see you building up steam to blast in my hole, they all start chanting, ‘Breed it!’ Breed it!” That image sends me right over the edge. “Ah fuck, stud, I’m cumming in your guts!” “Fuck yes, pig! Do it, man! Give me that hot load of sperm! Seed me!” My balls contract and I spurt cum for what seems like a full minute. “Damnnnn!” I groan. “Take it man! Take every fucking drop of my spermload!” Damien hunches over so his face is next to mine. When I finally stop shuddering. He sticks his tongue in my mouth and holds it there for me to suck on. As he starts to dismount, I come back to my senses. “Jesus Christ, dude, that was amazing,” I say. “But I still kind of feel bad about your car seat.” “Don’t man,” he says, pulling me to my feet. “I want my seats cum streaked and the dealership don’t offer it.” “Are you sure you’re not gonna regret it?” I say. “Come here,” he says, taking me by the hand and leading me around to the driver’s side. He sits in the driver’s seat and closes the door, then pulls my face down to his. “You want me to let your load out?” he asks. “Make the seats match?” “If you want to…” I say, tentatively. “That half-ass bullshit ain’t gonna fly,” he chides. “Tell me to let your load out.” I grab his face in my hands and lean down to his ear. “Let my babies out,” I taunt through gritted teeth. “Relax that legendary cooze and let my fuckseed slide out. I want people to able to smell the loads a mile away.” I pull away and look at Damien…who just smiles as his hole opens up and releases it’s hard-earned haul. When he gets out of the car, I’m surprised and how much fucking jizz is on the seat. “That can’t be all me?” I say. “It is, dude,” he says. “You got me right after I walked in.” “Wow,” I say, starring down at the puddle. I can’t believe I was able to deliver that big of a load 5 hours into the party. Angel’s right…once you commit to being an insatiable seedswapper, your body has a way of rising to the occasion. Damien gives me one last deep kiss, then pulls the chain away from my neck and turns counter from 0000 to 0001. The he stands back and looks my up and down admiringly. It makes me feel like a fucking god. “Hold on,” he says, then turns and reaches both hands into the car. When he pulls them out, they’re both dripping with cum. “My leather’s streaked with cum,” he says. “Yours should be, too.” And then he kneels in front of me and drags his cum-soaked palms down the legs of my chaps…streaking them with chunky white cum. “That’s better,” he says.

I have never been into bug chasing. I understand some of the psychology behind it but it still doesn't sit well with me. That being said I am glad this difficult topic is being brought up and discussed.

Was out walking back from the shop late last night and got this message from a guy on Grindr, he was close. Sent his location and turns out he was in an alleyway that just between some houses. He told me to strip naked before entering the alleyway. I got naked and as I walked up, I encountered this tall naked guy of about 23. He was muscyl and had at least a 9inch cock. As I approached he was jerking it furiously. Dropped to my knees and started sucking him off and then he started to piss. I guzzled it down, making sure I swallow every drop, then got me against the fence and absolutely smashed me. Dumped inside me the biggest load I've had in a while. Then he just pulled out and walked off

Personally I love that people are highlighting the hypocrisy with their own comments. Chasing an incurable virus is somehow “hot” but when you turn the narrative to the current viral outbreak, suddenly that’s too far. this is Precisely why I wrote this fictional story.

“So...what’s your status? Have you been tested?” ”Yeah, man - I’m poz but undetectable.” ”No! I’m asking if you have coronavirus. Who cares if you’re poz right now?”

Again this is why dating sluts is beneficial. Had a buddy that would do this and go to the saunas and then we would hookup to fuck. His hole was always sloppy and gapping, fucking loved it

I’ve been sexting with the cute sleazy vers twink about all the nasty stuff we’re gonna do after. Kinda like partners in crime keeping one another sane rn. Starting with breeding each other in public, collecting loads with one another, separately for one another. We’re sharing the guys we’re lining up individually over apps rn etc. Probably host an orgy in my apartment...cumdump night at very least, for sure. Awesome how a ton of past hookups are getting horny as hell and coming out of the woodwork for more. Can’t wait!

It gives me a total rush, knowing I'm accepting another, totally unknown dude's RAW COCK deep inside me, his throbbing manhood casually oozing precum, and then blasting his pulsing squirts of DNA in me. My ass clenches up and I milk the last pulses of jizz out of him and expect to get good YELP reviews if those were given to sluts in the local circles! The thought of some stranger's musky seed being absorbed by me, enjoying every moment of it, fearless and willful, and with my ass cum-hungry, the total package of emotions gives me an electrifying rush, an un-explainable 'tingling'. FINALLY, I have become a genuine member of the brotherhood. Another notch on my belt! The more I'm being seen taking several dicks from random guys at sex-parties, the mare it excites me. Knowing that the word is out that I'm a TOTAL SLUT! No more Mister 'Nice Guy'. Take a number, and I'll take your load!

I almost died when I became Poz and it effected my immune system so this I want no part of.

The main thing to remember is it doesn't matter what cumdumps want or like or enjoy. Faggots exist to be used by men as fucktoys and sub-human fleshlights. A cumdump is nothing more than a breeding animal and a cocksucker. Men can use one however they want without pretending to give a fuck about it as a person. important to remember that a cumdump is an it, not a he or a she.

I so can relate man. That was me all through my teens and early 20's. I got rejected a lot because of my size or laughed at because some guys thought I was a freak. Was even told by one of my girlfriend that my dick was only good for loose whores. I've learn to own it but hasn't been all a bed or roses. It may sounds like it's nothing, but I think we all have our own cross to bear especially dealing with body image and self esteem. So becareful thinking the grass is greener on the other side it rarely is.

I'm in the same boat as @find91, I understand the psychology, don't share it myself, and struggle with the ethics of it. It must be discussed. Selfishly, I'd like everyone to be safe and well and survive this pandemic. If you do, there is a much better chance I'll have the pleasure of feeling you release your seed deep in my cunt, or get to see you service cock by my side. 😏

This is perfect. My cunt is just about to become a yearling and, in that time, it's taken over 160 loads from 20 men. It doesn't sound like much in the grand slut-cycle of life, but in many ways I've been fortunate. The men I've connected with most strongly are all long-fucking multi-cummers, and within that group the most strongly with the most hung. It's not just for the reasons you might think though. I started to hear and learn two things from multiple men. After men came once inside me, they were still rock hard but pulled out of me. When I asked them why they did that, they told me that most bottoms can only take one fuck and one load from them. This really bewildered and surprised me. I told them that one of my favorite things is to be cum fucked and that I'd really like them to stay inside me as long as they'd like and cum as much as they'd like. They seemed surprised but very pleased and all mounted up for a longer cunting. I also had several men "warn" me about the size of their dick, and not in a humble-brag you're-gonna-love-this way, but in a it-won't-fit-you'll-be-hurt-and-I'll-be-disappointed way. Fortunately, my novice cunt had encountered a man who didn't warn me, but just expected me to surrender my hole and take his dick. So, I did. Only afterwards did I realize how much dick I took. I think this taught me to focus on the man fucking me, and not so much on the dick or mechanics of fucking. When a great man and I started considering getting together, he circumspectly implied he was big. When I said it would be okay, he told me about the last three guys who couldn't even get him half inside them. Again, I said it would be okay and, when we got together, it was. With my submissive and service oriented nature, I've naturally gravitated to the least well served breeders based on my own experience. Pleasing them when they have been disappointed before makes me feel like a good (cunt) boy. I've even started to think about my cunt as a utility that men need to be able to expect to be there for them when they need it. For example, over a whole day or night... All this to frame how and why taking dick and seed in my cunt for as long as a man needs has become a calling.

Normally my sessions doesn't last less than four hours of FFisting (that is way my sessions are so long: deep cleaning and preparation deserve at least fours hours of FFun), Fuck, Cuddle, Rape and again... All weekend long sessions are the best with the sloppy n' gaping hole already cleaned and cum lubed by the night before but still hungry for more...

While I may not be a cumslut yet (working on it) I do know that my purpose, and that of my hole is to accept the cocks of Alpha Tops who have a natural manimal need to breed. I consider it my duty to receive their gift and serve as the chalice for their Sacred Seed. Hail Priapus. Oink!

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.

I forgot to add to my last post something I have said many times in this forum. If you are a top and shit happens, remember you are playing with an asshole...shit happens. Be respectful. The last thing a bottom wants is a messy fuck...unless you’re into scat. Bottoms don’t purposely shit on your cock. If you can’t handle it, then quit fucking.

I’ve gone off PrEP also but it’s because I scared of the long term damage it does to your body. I have been on PrEP since I turned 15 I’m 19 now.

I wear a yellow harness that is piss stained and reeks. Its the mark of a toilette pig and in the right setting guys seem to like knocking up such a bitch.

found this one today [think before following links] https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph5c297eea89300

Last Wednesday night I’d been out for drinks with some if the guys from work, when we were heading off home one of the guys called Al asked if he could share a cab with me cos we were going the same way. He’s a good looking 40 yr old married Turkish Cypriot bloke, 5’8” tall big stocky muscular build & shaved head. He’d been a bit touchy feely in a jokey way in the pub but thought nothing of it. When we got in the cab he made a move on me, his hand down the back of my jean feeling my arse as we kissed. I groped his dick which was growing very big. He whispered in my ear that he wanted to fuck me, when he agreed to fuck bareback I told the driver to go straight to my address asap. As soon as we got in we stripped on the way to to the bedroom but ended up taking his fat cock up my arse on the stairs! He fucked me hard & bred his big load deep in me. We eventually got to my bed where I worshiped his gorgeous hairy muscular body, he then got me on my back and fucked my brains out! He blew his second load balls deep in me then pulled out and flopped face down next to me. His big round meaty hairy arse got me very horny , I started to grope it then spread his cheeks & had a good sniff, gorgeous musty manly sweaty arse smell. I wanted to fuck it & told him I’d didn’t care that he wasn’t clean, I slipped a we lubed finger in & had af feel about, nothing in there to cause a mess. After some time opening him up my dick slipped in & I fuck my big thick load in him. He’s coming over this after for round 2! 🤤🍆💦💦

This is a valid point. The Covid-19 pandemic is no joke. In all likelihood, everyone on this forum will have some sort of personal loss associated with it. But this point is also valid. I cannot explain why this story offended me terribly despite the fact that I have jacked off to pozzing stories pretty much constantly for the last decade. It's something we all should think about a little. To that end, I think a discussion about this would be a positive thing. This thread will run as long as the discussion stays civil.

I got my stuff all packed in boxes, and I only own four pieces of furniture, aside from my computer stuff. Bobby said he can spend the weekend bringing guys over to carry stuff and make however many trips it takes to get everything there. We’ll have to wait on the computers until I get the service changed in my new place. I called the ISP I use, and they can run a separate connection in next week, and then Bobby and Billy can decide if they want to share my regular internet/TV/phone connection or not. They seem to think I pay for it with blowjobs. It really isn’t even billed to me, so I guess it might be easy to believe. It’s paid for by the people I contract with, to monitor the databases they host. The computers are mine, but most of the software on one of them belongs to the company too. One of the two just has my personal stuff on it. All the cooling and battery back up stuff belongs to me, although it was all paid for by the company. It all takes up two twenty amp circuits, which will get rewired on Monday. Bobby made a big deal out of having me ask each of the guys helping with the stuff if I could suck them off to thank them for their help. Billy told them they should make sure they get to fuck my ass too. Bobby suggested we could have another party at the dorm, so everyone would be able to watch while I paid off the movers. Everyone seemed to think it was a good idea. There was some discussion about using a bigger room than the one from last time, so more people could watch. I noticed while the discussion was going on, everyone asked Billy and Bobby about what I wanted. All this planning went on at the new place, with me naked, and kneeling in the living room. Bobby still calls me cuntface, and pats my head when he talks about what I want to do. Billy pretty much refers to me as the cumdump, or it. He doesn’t really talk to me at all. After the “movers” were all promised an all day fuck and suck they left, and Billy asked Bobby if their buddy Jerry was coming to help with moving. “Nah.” Bobby said. “He goes over to that fuck place a lot, now. I think he likes doing new fags more.” He pulled his cock out, and grabbed my head as I moved over to take it in my mouth. “I like gettin’ a cumdump trained up, so they don’t need a lot of directions.” He sat back, and I tried to do as I had learned he liked. Taking his cock all the way down, and letting him press me onto it. He sighed, and said “Nothing like a well trained, obedient faggot workin’ hard to please your cock.” I wasn’t surprised when I felt Billy’s hands on my hips, and pushed back as he rammed his cock in really hard. I guess the moan and whimper are as much a habit, now, as they are a response to pain of Billy’s huge cock spreading my asshole. I have become a well trained, and obedient faggot, and I want to encourage them to take full advantage of it.

Getting fucked by guys below your level is the mark of a true cumdump. Whenever I see a hot young guy taking loads from old trolls l know that boy is a total fucking whore and dedicated to serving men. Lt's a good way to show what a pussyboy you are and that you're such a slut you have no standards.

By now I was being given poppers to keep me going, but I really had become just a toy for them --something for them to use how they wanted, but the best was to come. Paul rushed to me and told me to drink about a pint of a specially laced drink. The whipping had stopped, but the sex had started again. More fucking in my poor ravaged cut up bum. Then Aubrey called up the two black strippers. This time footlong lay in the hammock and I was told go get on top of him. I felt his cock slide inside me, not so comfortably now like before, my poor bum had been roughed up quite badly. But what about the other guy. Once again I found myself cuffed to the chains. Then I felt hands on my ass from behind. My cheeks were pulled wide, and then I felt it -- the other guy was trying to get his cock inside me alongside Footlong! Some guys had started wanking over my face and in my mouth, some cum dropping onto footlong, and the other guy trying to double fuck me!! No, I couldn't -- surely!!! But these guys weren't stopping. Then he did it -- with a hard push his knob slipped inside me. Oh god -- I really thought I would just rip in two. He'd only just started though, and he was soon pushing slowly deeper. Deeper and deeper. I had two black cocks - almost 2ft worth buried inside my ass. This was new to the most jaded palettes. Some guys were audibly saying "Jesus" and "God -- how can they" It was a slow sensuous fuck they gave me, and probably the nearest to making love since Paul started me last week. They were grinding inside me, their cocks exploring my body, going in places nothing had been before, More poppers, another spliff, then Aubrey released my cock, he got his hand between the three writhing bodies and freed my cock. At last I felt I'd be able to cum, my cock rubbed against footlong's belly. This was the most erotic part of the whole night --not the kinkiest -- but not far off it -- but the sexiest, most sensuous part. No-one even wanted to cum in my mouth now. They all just watched, wanking their cocks, as the three of us danced in front of them. "The names Leroy" said footlong's mate as he slowly forced every last centimetre into me. I leant down and kissed footlong deeply. Leroy was nibbling my ears, both guys had their hands around my hips area. I was writhing and wriggling, encouraging them to work their cocks deeper. I felt myself cumming, and I felt as blissfully happy as I've ever felt in my life. My orgasm lasted for almost a minute- it just went on and on -- was it even a multiple orgasm? I don't know --it just was the most amazing cum I have ever had in my life.! I stayed hard -- Footlong pulled me close to his mouth and whispered that he loved me. I came again at that! Eventually Footlong and Leroy needed to cum, I felt their cocks swell inside me -- I felt their pace quicken, and they threw back their heads as they unleashed gallons of cum inside my body. I came again in 5 minutes!! We collapsed in a heap and the crowd burst into applause!! Leroy got off me, his cock plopping out, and I rose slowly off Footlong. I staggered as I got off and Paul was there to grab hold of me. "I think that's enough for you tonight baby" he said and he kissed me. None of the guys seemed so nasty and evil now -- even Aubrey looked nice! I smiled back at Paul and noticed loads of guys still had hard ons. "Not till everyone's satisfied" I said. Just my mouth though! No more ass fucking! I found a comfy armchair and kneeled on it -- I know how cute I looked when I knelt, my thighs fattened out, my cock still raging hard, but roughed up by leather. I gladly received cock after cock in my mouth- I remember one image of me kneeling there with cum dripping off my face as two guys wank around me. It was 6am when the last guest left. Just Aubrey, Paul Danny, Leroy and Footlong were left. I reckoned I'd been fucked by 59 men, and had something like 100 loads of cum in or on me. The weals on my body from the riding crops had all but gone. I was lying between Footlong and Paul, Footlong was masturbating my cock which still refused to go down. Aubrey brought coffee and bacon sandwiches. So, Richie he said -- same time tonight!!"" We laughed -- we knew it would be several weeks before I could do anything like this again. I was sad as we were going home in a few days. Paul noticed and said we'll all be here next year. Anyway, he said, I know loads of guys in my home city who would love to meet you. Footlong kept wanking me and Aubrey offerd me his cock which I sucked eagerly. I easily took him down my throat and realised I had become an expert at this in just over a week. He fucked my facee for about 10 minutes before shooting down my throat. Paul drove me back to the hotel, well part of the way. He stopped the car about half a mile from the hotel and said he wanted to watch me walk the rest of the way. I looked like a common little slut. I stank of cum and piss. He followed me as I walked the streets at 7am in a pair of tiny shorts. God the looks I got! One last treat for him I thought- I went into a gents toilet and Paul followed and within 5 minutes a guy had come in- I practically jumped on him and sucked him off. As he came I pulled his cock from my mouth and he shot all down my chest. I walked the rest of the way, swinging my hips, with cum dripping down my body. I reached my hotel and Paul caught up and gave me a long deep kiss. He said he'd already contacted some people in my home city and that I should expect some emails and texts within a few days!!! Somehow I got to my room without anyone seeing me. I collapsed on the bed. My phone beeped and sure enough a local guy had got in touch and wanted to meet. I texted back to say how quick could we do it. We arranged to meet up back home in 2 weeks. My cock was still hard and sore, but I needed one more cum, so I wanked myself as I remembered everything that had been done to me last night. I thought of how many men would watch that video and cum as they watched me get abused - what would they like the most? the whipping, the pissing, the double openetration? I reached orgasm but it was practically dry. Within 10 minutes my mom knocked on the door -- "Richie -- coming for breakfast?" I laughed at the irony, but said I'd rather sleep in this morning. I rolled over and fell straight to sleep.

I have a pretty thick 7". I cannot count the times vers guys, who I think are interested in fucking me, telling me they want to get fucked after seeing my cock pic. Even though my profiles say I am a bottom only.

The first time I ever took a cock at the baths when it was too dark to see the guy. All I could make out was outlines. I was in the maze at Midtowne Spa in Dallas (RIP). I was near a dead end when I came across a guy. I knelt down, and he let me suck him. He wouldn't go any further until we were alone (other people kept passing by). Once we were, he reached down, pulled me up, and pushed me all the way back to the dead end. He turned me to face the wall and pulled my towel off. He slid into me hard without even checking if I was lubed up (I was - just a little but fortunately enough). He plowed me long and hard until I felt him shove all the way in. Then his cock started to throb and pulse inside of me. I swear I actually felt the cum shooting inside. He stayed in until he started to go soft. When he slipped out, I turned around, dropped to my knees, and cleaned him off.

I started barebacking occasionally because guys I wanted to fuck me asked to go raw and sometimes because actually while fucking guys would slip the condom off and I was too far gone to actually want to stop. However my actual decision to bareback full time was prompted by a hot guy who I’d hooked up with refusing to meet a second time unless I agreed to go raw. Once I’d made that deliberate decision- rather than the spontaneous horny heat of the moment ones - there was no going back.

I totally enjoy the feeling of a juicy ass as I slide in and out of it. Especially love working my cock into an ass that already has a load or two in it. You can't feel that with a condom. I'm uncut, so I also like to peel my foreskin back now and then when fucking... just for some variety. It's hard to get the same feeling when wrapped. When I bottom, I want to feel the natural warmth of a hot, juicy cock sinking inside of me. I love feeling a guy slap his cock all over my ass lips before pushing inside. I can feel his precum making my outer hole slick.... and then the feeling of my ass opening up when he starts to push in again. And of course, I love to seed a juicy hole just as much as feeling a hard top unload his seed deep in my guts. That's a great feeling.

In the 70's fucking meant fucking bare and condoms were for preventing pregnancy simply because condoms are a big obstruction in the fucking for both, the one fucking and for the one getting fucked. One of the reasons I like to bottom bareback is because I know how much more enjoyably fucking bareback is for the guy topping, especially when the guy is shooting and his cock is free inside my hole. As a bottom I cannot stand the feeling of the condom rubbing against my hole so I only get fucked bareback for that.

The Brothel Part 1 My name is Jaxx, and I own one of the biggest, most infamous criminal businesses in America. I've dedicated my life to spreading drug addiction, diseases, and prostitution, and this is the story of how it all started. When I was 35, I thought I was the shit. I was a tan 6'4" cue-ball made of 280 pounds of pure, bulging, tattooed muscle. Some people called me a meathead, but fuck them. When I got angry or aggressive (which was often), everyone shut the hell up. If I wanted a hole to fuck, I could pick from any number of holes that were begging me to fuck them. However, I now admit I was struggling to stay afloat. I lived alone then in a run-down basement apartment in the hood of Philadelphia. I hadn't talked to my family in over 7 years - I had been living with my parents until I was 28. They kicked me out after 10 years of me doing nothing but amateur porn, smoking weed in the house, and bringing girls and fags home to fuck. Took them long enough, I guess, but being a small-time straight male pornstar barely pays at all, so I started dealing drugs too. I mainly sold meth, crack, and coke, but I pushed a little bit of everything, including rarer gems like GHB and K. I had to deal with all kinds of fucked up customers, many of them flaky and shady as hell. One day, one of my customers gave my contact to this boy named Chris. To this day, I don't know Chris' last name, even though I've known him for years. Chris was only 18 at the time and was still finishing high school. He had lost his virginity much earlier than that apparently, but it wasn't until he was old enough to be active on hook-up sites and get into gay bars and clubs did he try Tina for the first time. By the time he had decided to buy from me, he had already tried it a few times, and the bottom boy lived for it. I arranged for Chris to meet me by the parking garages at the end of the street at 10PM. By the time I walked down there at 9:50, Chris was already there waiting, looking suspicious and lost. My eyes widened. It was love at first sight. And that, I mean I knew I needed to fuck him. Even then, I had thoughts of how I'd ruin his life. Chris was the type of boy who was probably timid and sometimes picked on because he was gay but was so gorgeous it would've been impossible for him not to know it. Given his track record with sleeping around town, I'm guessing he did know. He was 5'8", toned just enough that he had pretty defined arms and chest but wasn't at all big. He had soft golden blond hair in spikes like a surfer, sported a deep tan, had the whitest teeth and most brilliant blue eyes I've ever seen, and a charming boyish smile that screamed of innocence. I knew he wasn't all innocent though. He had a deep arc in his lower back that thrust out his juicy ass, which he accented with tight skinny jeans that sagged just a little. His tan skin was perfectly smooth, so something tells me he shaves or waxes. He had two big studs in his ears, and he wore this crazy low-cut shirt that was so tight his nipples stood right out. The boy looked like a slut. Everything about his appearance says he likes men and wants men. At that moment, I instantly changed my mind about the deal. "Hey. Chris?" I asked rhetorically. I reached out my hand, which looked gigantic compared to his. "Y-Yeah. You're Jaxx, right?" He put his delicate baby-soft hand into mine, and I almost crushed it with my firm grip. "That's me. Pleasure to meet you, babe. How about we head over to my place?" I offered. His eyes lit up, and I smiled a devilish grin. I knew this boy was attracted to me, and he was excited to think that maybe I was attracted to him too. I was, and I am. I grinned and placed my hand on his ass and guided him in the direction of my apartment. I led him down a staircase coming from the sidewalk into the basement floor, where we walked to end of the hall. The door in front was the boiler room. The door to the right was my apartment. I sensed he was little scared, but also excited. My place is just a fuck den and nothing more. It's enough to freak any unsuspecting young boy out, but then again he came here to buy my drugs and probably hoped to take my dick, so he wasn't going to back out. My whole place consisted of only two rooms and a bathroom. The door opens to the main room. In one corner of the room was my bed, or really just a mattress on a frame with a sheet covering it. Two dirty pillows, no headboard. In another corner was a computer and TV-monitor. Against the wall were my clothes strewn across the dirty concrete floor - a messy tumble of jeans, wife-beaters, socks, sneakers, and boots. A table in a third corner had all kinds of junk and a microwave on it. The trash was overflowing, and most of it was on the ground around it. Little empty drug baggies mixed themselves in with empty beer cans and bits of litter and debris. The second room, which I call the cave, I kept locked, was smaller, and consisted of a mattress, several locked cabinets packed to the brim with drugs, a suitcase for distribution, and various drug paraphernalia lying around. On a little nightstand stood a glass bong and a tray with a pipe, torches, butane, points, plastic syringes, etc. Several half-full bottles of poppers and various oily lubes were littered on and around the mattress. Finally, the bathroom looked akin to a gas station bathroom. No additional explanation needed. Chris stood there awkwardly, not knowing where to be. I unlocked the cave and led him inside onto the mattress. I sat him down, picked up the glass bong and a fat bag of crystals, then liberally poured the stuff into the bowl piece. "You're a new customer, so let me smoke you up. First one's on me," I said as I started melting the crystals. "And if you keep me company and smoke with me tonight, I'll give you the ball for half the price I said it was." Chris' face lit up with excitement, and he even shined his pearly white teeth. Before he could respond verbally though, I pressed the mouthpiece of the bong to his lips and told him to pull. The clouds rolled furiously as the bong grew into an opaque, almost yellowish white. He struggled to take as much of it as he could, but he had to do it in two breaths. When he exhaled, his clouds were cotton-thick. "Oh shit," he coughed. It was so hot watching him. He was bewildered by the bong hits and I could tell he was already feeling fuzzy and good. I love a lightweight. "Holy fuck, that was a lot." I then gave myself a huge hit too. As soon as I sucked a fiendish cloud into my lungs, I pressed my lips to his and shotgunned it into him. He gulped it down with some trouble, and the clouds billowed out from his mouth. "Fuck yeah," he mumbled, beginning to touch himself through his shirt restlessly. He saw me eyeing him, and then flushed with embarrassment. The T was fucking with his body heat, and he was already sweating. "You feel good, babe?" I asked. "Yeah, I feel real good. Can I take another hit?" he asked. "Hell yeah. Tonight, you can take as many hits as you want." He looked at me like I was his hero. If he wasn't already halfway to becoming a Tina whore, he probably would've realized I was actually a bad man. I passed the bong to him and lit the torch for him again, keeping the flame there to force him to take another monstrous hit he couldn't handle. I watched him cough and choke, then pretended to care and ask if he was OK. I didn't give a shit if he was OK. I kissed him softly on the lips after every time I shot-gunned my hit to him and asked him if he was feeling good. Little did he know, feeding him my leftover clouds would be the only time I'd ever kiss him like that. At that point, I had already decided Chris wasn't going to be a customer. He was going to be my whore, and I was feeding him hits I was already planning on how to enslave him. You see, I installed a secret camera built into a clock on the nightstand. I already have a tape of Chris smoking T, but that's only the beginning. Over the course of the following few weeks, the camera would capture Chris doing cocktails of drugs multiple times as well as getting bred by quite an array of anonymous men. I'd then blackmail Chris to being my live-in whore if he didn't want the videos released to his friends and family and the internet...and then I planned to do it anyway. Once he's living with me, he'll become fully dependent on drugs, and I'll start selling his pussy and videos of him getting fucked. The rest is just making him follow a fitness plan and taking care of his body to keep him sexy and healthy enough in face of all that I was going to put him through. I got more excited about my plans for Chris looking at his pure face. Just thinking about how I'm going to be the one responsible for turning this innocent boy into a piece of whore trash that's gonna get violated by so many sleazy men without remorse...it turned me on a hell lot. After we cleared two rounds of the bong, I set it down and decided it was time to enjoy what would soon be mine. Without ceremony, I slid my hand under Chris' shirt. My hand's giant, muscled silhouette was visible down to the vein through his skin-tight shirt until it reached his pecs. I glazed my fingers over his nipples, savoring them. His skin was so smooth and warm I heard myself groan with lust. Even though he turned a little red and was clearly nervous, he didn't protest. Partly because he liked and trusted me, partly because he was spun, and partly just because he was another easy, slutty faggot. I slowly lifted his shirt up his body, not fully undressing him. Before he knew what was happening, he was underneath me on the mattress, his jeans unbuttoned, with one of my hands still groping his nipples and the other hand sliding underneath his briefs, down his dick and balls and resting over his hole. To be continued.

Ok you sick fuckers!...As the title states who would it be and how? I guess because of recent documentaries...I'd choose Aaron Hernandez. It's all fantasy so he be alive..lol....and very dominant!...hate fuck me with that huge uncut dick...and shoot his load up my ass hard....Henry Cavill could help as well and add his load.....Scott Caan could sit on my face and smother me and I'd die a very cumdump!....wink

I was doing the second of my weekly scheduled days at Alpha House. Being their cumdump was the best thing in my life. The tops and cumdumps were generally all happy with the set up, and it gave me more chances to get used than anything else I had ever done. Basically, it was a timeshare. Tops paid their rent, and could come use us anytime they wanted. We paid our rent, and signed up for at least two six hour shifts a week, and of course we understood that we agreed to be used by any top, or his guest tops. Extra shifts were okay, if there were tops waiting for service. We could stay and take loads and didn’t have to pay any extra rent. That’s why I usually scheduled weekdays. They were not as popular for the cumdumps, but you still often couldn’t stay on late for extra loads, because there weren't as many tops at the house as cumdumps. The shifts were early and late rush hours: (4AM to 10AM, and 3PM to 9PM on weekdays) so we were available for before work, and after work, and 10AM to 4PM for lunch breaks. The overlap meant always having at least two cumdumps at the beginning of the after work rush. Weekends started at 8PM Friday to 2AM Saturday. I almost always signed up for late Friday, and stayed as long as anyone was still interested in using me. I noticed that tops more often spoke to each other than to cumdumps. If you have an open hole, but are being used at the other end, if someone wanted to use that hole, they would ask the first top if he minded. Of course sometimes tops started together, if they were friends, or something. Late one Friday night, I was giving a slow blow to a top who likes just relaxing with a mouth on his cock. I heard someone ask him, “Hey, can I borrow one of your cumdumps?” “Sure.” He said. "You can use the other end of this one, if you want.” “Oh, no!” The voice said. “I mean, I know you guys have them trained to take whatever they get here. I was wondering if I could take one to a party my dorm is going to have.” “Well,” the top said, “We actually have some fairly strict rules for using a hole. If you actually damage one, it’s grounds for locking you out. For instance, anything that ends up calling an ambulance, or going to emergency even calling a doctor is totally out of bounds. The fact that it wasn’t deliberate is not gonna cut it.” “No! Nothing like that!” The visitor said. “It’s a party, and I wanted to bring one with me to get double-teamed, and . . . well, I like they fact that they pretty much let you fuck ‘em as much as you want, without putting up a fuss.” At this point I felt his cock pressing up against my ass, and he grabbed my hips. The regular top pushed my head down on his cock at the same time. He gets turned on by spit-roasting and it makes him get hard, and stay hard for quite a while. They probably were still talking about borrowing a cumdump, but I was busy, trying to keep both my ass and mouth working hard to give the best service I could. Being known for doing your best makes the tops more likely to choose you when there are extra cumdumps to choose from. The guest was pretty enthusiastic about fucking my ass, and he seemed to like it when I clenched down on his cock as it was moving in and out. For a young guy, he had pretty decent control, but still driving hard. He started to cum, and I’m sure he wasn’t talking any more, for a while, other than grunting “fuck” over and over. The first top noticed he was pretty much done, and said, “Have him clean you up, and I’ll keep fucking him for being such a good boy.” They switched places, and I worked as carefully as I could, knowing most guys don’t want a lot of stimulation right after they cum. The regular top started fucking me harder than he had been all evening. Deep and hard, and a lot faster than I had expected for his third time in only a few hours. He lasted a long time. The visitor pulled out of my mouth and wiped his cock on my hair. He told me “Good faggot.” I think he was going to talk to the first top some more, but before he was done, someone else asked, “You finished with cuntface?” “Yeah.” The kid said. “He seems like he could take another load.” “Yeah? Well, he’s gonna.” Said the new voice. He wasn’t someone I knew by voice, and I was pretty much face down over the the end of the fuck-horse hanging on to the straps to keep from getting knocked off it. I wanted to tell someone I would really like to go to that party, but I was pretty much busy, and I also knew whether I wanted to go probably wasn’t really in question. I did have a reputation to maintain. One of the rules of the Alpha House is that you do not recognize anyone you know from here anywhere but here. You can be a totally out prancing queen if you want, but none of the House Alphas will hit on you in public. We have a “maid” who cleans the bathrooms, and kitchen, and vacuums and dusts the place every couple of days. She wears a skirt no wider than a ruffle, and a mean looking steel chastity device, high heels, black stockings and a push up bustier while she is here. Heavy make up, and fake nails, but the tits are real. From odd moments while we were here together, I know she’s a computer hardware geek and works nights in the world. I don’t know if she wears girl clothes at her job. I am sure I wouldn’t recognize her if she didn't. Even some of the cumdumps feel her tits, and play with her ass while she works. The alphas treat her like any other cocksucker, but usually just watch her work.

My country has just gone into lockdown with everyone home and no socialising. I won’t be having any sex for at least 4 weeks. So I thought I would stop taking my daily PrEP for three weeks and then restart. There’s about a 0% chance of sex in the meantime but if it was likely I could do the 2-1-1 or if necessary use a condom. It would mean I have a three week supply which would be handy if there are delays in getting prescription refilled. It might be good for my body to have a break from the drug perhaps. On the other hand some people seem to think PrEP may be helpful in countering the coronavirus, I think that unlikely but wondered what others were doing (maybe others are still fucking around, that’s not the option I favour as my partner is vulnerable).

I really don’t have to tell them as once they see or feel my cunt they know. Tops who are on the larger side always smile when they feel it. They know I’ll be able to take it.

Same. Though it feels good having it flap around when I’m being pounded ☺️

At February Cumunion party I took 8 loads in my poz ass and the last guy who fucked me loaded my cunt with his piss. I’m hoping some of the cum loads absorbed in me before his piss douche flushed them all out.

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."

Bobby likes to wake up with his cock in my mouth, and he always has morning wood. He wants me to practice getting it all the way down my throat without waking him up. Hasn’t worked yet. He starts fucking my head as soon as he’s all the way awake, holding on to me by my hair. When he cums, he shoves it all the way down, and holds me down on it until he’s finished. He pushes me off of it, and goes into the bathroom, and I go into Billy’s room right away. Billy sleeps late, most days, and ignores me for a while until he’s done with his shower. He said I need to be ready for his cock when he wants to fuck me, anytime, every time, as much as he wants. I try to have my ass up and face down when he comes out of the bathroom. Then I just stay there until he starts to fuck my ass. He like to just shove it all the way in at once and his cock is huge. It hurts, but I am learning to take it, and then immediately tighten up my ass on it, because he likes that. Then he fucks hard and fast, for a long time. When he gets ready to cum, he grabs my hips, and speeds up even more than before. He likes it if I moan and whimper as he gets off. As soon as he finishes, he wipes his cock off on my hair, and waits while I lick and kiss his cock. I know he likes me to really kiss it like I’m in love with it. I guess I’m getting pretty close to feeling that way. After my new roommates finish using my ass and mouth, they go to classes, and almost as soon as they leave. the maintenance man comes by, and rings the doorbell, and immediately lets himself in. He prefers face fucking me on the floor, so I try to be in that position by the time he comes in. Billy had convinced him that I didn’t need to be asked, just put into what position he wanted, and used. That first conversation Billy had with him was pretty clear on what Billy expected of me, and how he feels about cum dumps. When the maintenance man asked him my name. He said, “Come here.” and led him into the kitchen. I could hear him. “You know what this is?” “Yeah, it’s a toaster.” Said the guy. Billy said, “You like toast?” “Sometimes.” He said. “Okay.” Billy said. “Are you gonna ask the toaster to make you some toast? Do you need to know it’s name? No. It’s got two holes. You stick a piece of bread in one of them, it makes toast. It doesn’t need a name. If we both want toast, we put bread in both holes.” He brought him into my room, grabbed my hair, and turned my face toward them, and said “See,” sticking his finger into my mouth, and then bent me over the hassock, and spread my butt cheeks. “It’s got two holes. You stick your cock into whichever one you want, and it makes you cum. Unless there’s already two cocks in it, you don’t even need to wait. It’s a cum dump. That’s what it’s for.” After that, I was always pretty much waiting for him. He told me the Apartment manager would probably want me to go to his office and give hm blowjobs there, eventually, so I should be ready do him too. I spent the first few mornings after they left for school at my old apartment packing my clothes, and things in boxes. Most of the furniture didn’t belong to me, so it really didn’t take long. I needed to transfer my internet connection to their place, so I could work, but the first month I would need to come back here. I have three computers, and one of them has to run uninterrupted at least 12 hours at times. I’ve switched the location before, so I know how to do it, and how long it takes. I will have to be sure they know I can’t share the connection with them. I even have a separate connection at home for tv, and movies and stuff. I won’t transfer that, unless they want me to. (I get a pretty good deal on the second line, so they might.) The job is fairly routine for me, but it does involve ten or twelve hours a few nights every month. Mostly It’s less than an hour a day, for me though. The equipment and services are pretty expensive, so I have to be careful about moving it all. I will have to pay them the extra electric, though. (Maybe just pay for their cable instead.) Wednesday morning, as soon as I was finished with the Maintenance guy, I got showered, and went to Alpha house. I was signed up for Wendnesday and Thursday lunch shifts (11 to 4). I had no idea I would be so busy! Six loads in my mouth, and five in my ass in the first three hours. With my roommates that made fourteen! My weekday was like a gangbang! I was so full of cum! I didn’t really get much action the last two hours, although the Founder wanted a slow blow and did give me a fairly big load at the end. He asked me if I was going to be just doing lunch hours from now on. “Yessir.” I said. “I’ve got roommates now, who need regular service, and they probably want me available most of the evenings. If I have free time, should I call up and ask to be used at other times? I am not sure I can afford too many hours.” He looked at me and said, “Tell you what, cuntface: You come in Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday for a short lunch shift, and we’ll charge you the usual two day rate. As you can see, not much use for you the last half of the regular lunch shift in the middle of the week.” I was so grateful. “Oh, thank you sir! I will try to be the best cumdump in the whole of Alpha house, sir.” I started kissing his cock, to let him know how grateful I felt, being able to have so many loads. I wonder if my roommates will be inviting their friends over on weekends?

As the situation is changing I also changed my mind. Actually everything is closed, we must work from home, everybody is isolated. There is a well-known Hungarian origin scientist who lives in Boston. He is an expert on social networks and networks in general. I believe him. And he said that COVID-19 is not avoidable and that disease will spread much more better. But we can make it slow down and then the health-care system maybe won’t collapse like in Italy. The Hungarian system is infamously catastrophic so we must be responsible. Therefore I stay home, work from home, go out in only necessary cases and to walk alone, avoid any personal contact. At this time I cannot imagine how I bear weeks without sex, but I must. Not because of me. Because of the people. My friends, colleagues, neighbours. When you underrate the pandemic, mind in Italy. Talk to Italians. I’m afraid you in US or UK are closer to that situation than you think now. But 2-3 weeks ago nobody thought that Hungary would be closed. Stay safe, watch porn, wank more 😉

I like the submission aspect and egging him on to dominate me, top guys really get into it, if you're in bed and start playing with their cock and theyre half asleep they might try push you away... but they get hard... and you start making a pestering big deal about 'I need to take care of that... its not good to not cum, your balls will ache'' - i have had tops grab me by the throat in bed to make me stop and yet their cock is pulsing hard, turned on by their domination - it ends with them abusing my mouth or pussy and then they give me a kiss and demand i go to sleep. But the dirty fuckers loved the attention.

Part 2: Feeding My Sins As I kissed Father Frances’ feet the other gentleman had removed his clothes. He was maybe mid 30’s with a nice clean body. In shape but not over muscular. About an 8 inch cock that was thick as Father Frances. And a scorpion tattoo just above his cock. This man was gentle with me. He allowed to take his cock at my own pace. I wrapped my hand around his cock and gently stroked for a couple of minutes. Then I opened my mouth as wide as I could and slowly eased my way down his cock. Within a minute I had his cock buried in my throat. He gently face fucked me at first. It was nice but I realized I needed to be treated rough. Father Frances realized this as well and told the gentleman to abuse my mouth. With that he grabbed me by the back of my head and really started giving me a proper face fucking. This was my heaven. I definitely enjoyed being used roughly. After several minutes the gentleman pulled his cock from my mouth and had me bend over the desk. He rammed his cock up my ass which felt wonderful thanks to already having Father Frances’ load from earlier. Apparently I was moaning a little too loud because Sister Mary came in and told Father Frances I could be heard down the hall. I was both in ecstasy and panic being caught by Sister Mary. She quickly removed her panties and stuffed them in my mouth to stifle my moaning. The gentleman never let up pounding my ass. Before leaving Sister Mary told me to stop by her office after I was finished pleasing Father Frances and Mike. Mike was apparently the guy’s name who was fucking me. He started really picking up the pace and started fucking me harder. Within a few minutes he let out a low grunt and dumped a bigger load in my ass than Father Frances had. After he finished cumming in my ass mike pulled out and removed the panties from my mouth. And I quickly got on my knees and cleaned his cock for him. Once he was satisfied he pulled his cock out of my mouth and kissed me gently on the lips. He got dressed and left me and Father Frances alone in his office. I was still on my knees when Father Frances told me to put the panties on. He had me get back down on my knees and he had me crawl to Sister Mary’s office. Father Frances stayed in his office but before I left he told me that I could no longer leave the church unless it was under his and Sister Mary’s supervision. I said Yes Father before crawling out of his office and into Sister Mary’s office. Once inside her office she quickly shut the door and stuffed my mouth with another pair of panties. She then gave me a shot in my butt cheek and before I knew it I collapsed onto the floor. I awoke some time later in bed but not my own. Something felt different on my body and once I regained some thought I discovered the source. I quickly realized that my life no longer was my own.

Porn Gods Ray Dalton and Zak Spears. Rob Thomas from Matchbox20. Looks like put of a powerful "stink" from his pits and ass and probably could be a really HOT kinky fucker.

Reminds me of my first dealer/fuck buddy who conspired with my long time girlfriend to fuck me. Thefucked up part was she and I were engaged only a few weeks before they carried out the plan where she slipped ghb to me, having him come over to sell Tina to us, tag teaming me with arguments that I should try a booty bump which meant stripping nude and allowing him to put shards up in me. I can't remember when she disappeared but I didn't mind too much since he had my dick in his mouth and three fingers twisting through my tight hole. Once he was finished breeding me for the third or fourth time a few hours later, he admitted that the "love of my life" was all too happy to trade him my high, semi aware body for his use, and all for a bag of Tina and a few tabs of x. Jokes on her though because the next ten hours he kept me high and fed load after load of cum up my ass and down my throat from his 11 inch uncut caramel cock making sure I loved it by the time she returned to our condo the next morning. It took less than a month for him to become a regular hang out pal and for her to end up with no dealer, no engagement ring and no me. If she reads this, I have to thank her for unintentionally showing me how much I prefer the pain my ass feels each time a massive cock rams in to it over the pain in the ass that most women turn out to be for the men they tie down. He still fucks me on occasion and I can only take his full length once in a rare while but he always makes me his cum dump before offering his own thanks to the bitch who made the worst trade since the French sold the US what is now the Western United States.

The first bathhouse I went to was very close to a seminary. Many, many guys needed stress relief....