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Part 7 - Day 4 At Sea Luca woke and stretched in bed still feeling a little tired from his late night. He had so much fun playing cat and mouse with Brad, avoiding him by sticking with his parents to watch the show and listening to the band in the Duchess Room. He thought about ordering breakfast in bed but that would mean Ramon and no doubt a blow job. Making it down to breakfast just before 9am his parents were on their way out of the restaurant. Having a quick catch up with them he then looked over and noticed Brad was ordering his breakfast and sat alone. He kissed his parents and walked over to his families table. "Morning Luca" Brad said looking up and smiling "have breakfast with me". Luca smiled "Morning Brad" he said sitting down opposite him with the waiters setting a place for him. Brad just smiled at Luca "You play a good game of hide and seek" he said chuckling. Luca laughed "You think?" he replied "or am I playing hard to get?". Brad laughed "You can run but you can't hide" he said then went quiet for a moment "I like you, your fun". Luca ordered his breakfast and sipped his coffee "I like teasing you" he replied staring at Brad. "Do you squirm when your being fucked?" Brad asked out of the blue shocking Luca who went bright red. Seeing the funny side he smiled "I don't know why?" he replied putting his cup down. Brad shrugged his shoulders "I like it when they squirm and beg for me to stop". "Your very full of yourself" Luca replied chuckling. Brad smiled and licked his lips "You will be full of me and begging me to stop when I get you later". Luca carefully glanced around making sure they couldn't be heard "Are you that good then?". Brad chuckled "You will find out tonight" he replied "one thing for sure I won't cum in your mouth" he said winking. Luca looked down and picked his cup up and drank some more coffee "I have such a hard on". Brad burst out laughing causing a few tables to turn and look. Over breakfast he and Luca got to know each other better and hung out for most of the day sunbathing. Luca found out that James was Brad's partner and he confessed to getting fucked by James in the steam room the day before. Brad chuckled telling Luca he knew all about it then stopped himself from revealing about the wager they had on Luca's ass. By lunchtime the other three guys turned up and joined Brad and Luca sunbathing. Despite Luca's obvious sexual attraction to Brad, he actually found Oliver to be quite a character and loved talking to him. Oliver was incredibly taken by Luca and on the verge of falling in love with him, he had the looks and a perfect body. For the first time in Oliver's life he felt a little conflicted over their deceit with Luca, especially after spending so much time getting to know him. Oliver and Luca went to the bar to fetch some drinks late in the afternoon affording them some time alone, they sat on the bar stools ordering the drinks. Oliver laughed at Luca's joke watching him "You are such a nice person Luca". Luca smiled "Are you hitting on me as well?" he asked making Oliver smile. "Of course I am" Oliver replied confidently "I like you and not just in a sexual way". "Oh" Luca sat there dumbfounded at the words looking down "so your not just out to bed me?". Oliver looked at him "If you asked me that a couple of days ago my answer would have been yes". Luca nodded "So what changed your mind?" he asked curiously. "You" Oliver replied "I mean.. well I don't know what I mean. I find you quite amazing as a person". Luca looked across at the group "If this was in any other circumstance I would find it flattering". "How come you don't then?" Oliver asked unsure if he really wanted him to answer. Luca smiled "It is nothing personal Oliver. You live in New York and I live in England, distance plain and simple". Oliver chuckled "I could move to England" he said sounding serious. Luca shook his head "Please don't, it is not fair to put me in this situation". Oliver handed over his cruise card to pay for the drinks "Sorry, I have never felt this way before around someone". Luca touched Oliver's leg "There must be hundreds of men in New York who would love you". Oliver smiled "No, they see the Central Park penthouse that's all" he replied standing up. "I am not in any rush Oliver" Luca said standing up "let's see". Oliver took that as a glimmer of hope that there may at least be something between them. Luca enjoyed his afternoon unaware his parents watched from their balcony, happy to see him beginning to unwind and socialise more with the Americans. Gio stated that it would do him good to be around gay people, he dearly wanted his son to be happy and confident with who he was. The last couple of days he had certainly changed and was more happy to be around them. Sarah nodded "At least he never hid it from us" she said watching him "You know Mark is gay?". Gio looked at her "Really?" he replied "it never crossed my mind, do you think there was more to them sharing a room?". "No" she replied sadly "I was hoping they might at least date but they both seem to be blind to each other". Gio smiled "When he is ready to be open I am sure he will find someone". Luca was so relaxed at dinner that evening and went to watch the show in the theatre with his parents. Oliver and Brad had come along and seeing Luca sat there they went and sat next to him and his parents. Brad spent most of the show rubbing his leg against Luca's who sat there in mild amusement until the lights came on. He was already feeling horny from sitting so close to Brad. His parents headed off the Duchess Room to listen to the music, Oliver was meeting with James and Liam in the casino leaving Brad and Luca who took a stroll along the promenade deck towards the aft end where Luca's suite was situated. Chatting about mindless things until Luca opened the door and headed inside. Brad followed and got in the lift with him to go up two decks. Luca was feeling light headed and tipsy having dunk way more wine during dinner than he was use to. They just looked at each other, no words spoken between them. Luca opened the door to his suite and Brad followed him in. Luca went over to the butlers pantry and poured an orange juice for Brad and him then excused himself to use the bathroom. Brad took out the bottle of eye drops and slipped a couple of drops in to Luca's orange juice. Not enough to knock him out, just enough to make sure he was very relaxed. Luca returned and sat on the sofa with Brad drinking his orange juice and chatting. He knew sex was on the cards and standing up he felt more light headed than before. Diligently he locked the interconnecting door as he always did at night. Brad held out his hand and took Luca upstairs, reaching the top Brad pulled Luca close and kissed him and working him further in to the bedroom never loosing lip contact. Brad smiled and looked at Luca "Tonight is my gift to you" he said kissing Luca's neck and unbuttoning his shirt. Luca leaned back against the wall moaning, his chest exposed and Brad kissing it "I want your gift" he mindlessly said half repeating Brad's words. Brad threw his wicked grin at Luca, he sensed that Luca had no idea what he was really talking about and that made him all the more horny and aroused for Luca. Brad kissed him hard on the mouth, their hands fumbling undressing each other. Clothes strewn across the floor they stood naked madly kissing, Luca pinned against the wall feeling Brad's body. His hands roamed down touching and caressing Luca's ass, suddenly his body rose off the ground with ease. Luca flung his legs around Brad's hips, seamlessly carrying him over and climbing onto the bed he laid Luca down on his back. Brad spat in to his hand and rubbed it against Luca's exposed ass pushing one finger in to his hole, Luca softly closed his eyes 'oh god fuck me' he cried in desperation. Luca moaned again feeling a second finger probing his hole and pushing in deep, his legs pinned up around Brad's waist. Brad spat on his hand and rubbed it on his cock, leaning forward he kissed Luca again, hand guiding his cock towards the prize. Luca wriggled feeling the immense force against his hole prising it open, Brad looked down at him and smirked. Slipping an arm around the back of Luca's neck to hold him he pushed and simultaneously kissed Luca hard. Brad's mouth absorbed the guttural cries of Luca, his hands pushing against Brad's shoulders that stayed firmly in place. Two conflicting emotions, one to push Brad off the other wanted him badly. Slowly his hands moved around the back of Brad's neck holding him, his body relaxing now the worst of the pain was subsiding his ass distended around the shaft of Brad's cock. Luca now began kissing Brad back enjoying the tongue fighting that strangely seemed to be turning Brad and he on even more. He was under no illusion Brad was in control of him, the gentle but firm thrusts generating from his hips down to his cock ensuring Luca knew his place. A trickle of saliva dribbled out the corner of his mouth and down his neck, his body pushing up the bed then back feeling every inch of Brad inside him. Gently he increased the speed his hips worked against Luca's ass, stopping occasionally holding his cock deep inside. The pressure of his move made Luca wriggle almost on the verge of squirming. As soon as he felt Luca's body moving the fucking started again with renewed vigour and intensity. The squirming was enough for Brad who held Luca more tightly, breaking the kiss Brad looked at him 'Ready for my little gift?' he seductively asked Luca smirking. Without really understanding the connotation a besotted Luca leaned up and kissed Brad 'give me your best shot' he replied. Brad pulled his cock out releasing his hold on Luca who looked up at him in desperation. His body suddenly flung on to his stomach. Luca confused from the mixture of alcohol and drug along with his sexual need wondered why he had stopped fucking. By the time he tried to lift his head he looked at the headboard feeling the weight of Brad on his body. He opened his eyes wider and before he could cry his head was pushed down in the pillow to stifle any sound. Brad entered with such force in to Luca's body he tried bouncing up and down. Unsure if he was in agony or sexual pleasure he wriggled hearing 'fuck yes' from Brad. The dead weight of Brad now laid on top of Luca, feeling Brad's feet going under his ankles hooking his legs then pushing them apart immobilising his lower half as well. Losing all control of his body movements Luca felt in pure sexual heaven from Brad's domination of him. Brad gave several deep slow thrusts of his cock in to Luca, he now figured that Brad liked it when he wriggled trying to fight and now began playing along. The more his body wriggled the deeper and harder Brad fucked him. Brad slipped his arm around Luca's neck holding his head up, his other hand clamping over Luca's mouth. Kissing the side of Luca's face 'god your so dam hot and sexy' he hoarsely whispered. Luca's hands held on to Brad's arms pushing his ass up to meet with Brad's fucking taking him as deep as he could go. Unable to stop himself the thrusting got faster, the sound of his balls hitting rapidly against Luca and the Luca's muffled moans filled the air. Balls tightening Brad growled and grunted like an animal, the sweat dripping on to Luca underneath him. Pushing deep Brad moaned and tensed his body forcing his cock deep up to his balls inside Luca, he could feel his toxic cum firing in to Luca. Every contraction caused his body to tense up harder pushing deeper making sure every drop went deep inside. Brad collapsed on top of Luca grinding his cock away 'You got a good breeding sexy' he said through his panting breath. Still holding and pinning him on the bed Brad moved his hand away from Luca's mouth, turning his head Luca kissed Brad sensually. Brad slowly pulled his cock out and Luca rolled on to his back hard as a rock, his hand going straight to his cock. Brad moved up and pushed his cock in to Luca's mouth. He could taste the cum on Brad's cock and eagerly devoured it. Knowing his ass was full of Brad's cum, Luca pushed his hips up and began ejaculating a long ribbons of cum over his chest. Oliver walked in to the bar "Where has Brad gone?" he asked the other two who were sat at the blackjack table. James chuckled "He went off with Luca about an hour ago" he replied watching Oliver's look drop. Oliver plonked himself down in the chair "Fuck" he said a little too loudly. "Cheer up Oliver you will get your turn" Liam replied laughing "after me". James suddenly click "Oh hell Olly" he said leaning forward "you have fallen for him haven't you?". Oliver nodded "A little, we both really hit it off when chatting". Liam chuckled "Make something happen with him then" he replied seeing the unhappy look Oliver gave him. Oliver ordered a large gin "I will be amazed if he even talks to us after having Brad loose on him". "He has no idea we deliberately targeted him" James said sitting back in his chair smiling. Liam nodded "Dumb kid" he said "still they are always the best ones to knock up". "I know Brad took his bottle of eye drops with him this evening" James said using air quotes. Oliver shook his head "Come on this has gone beyond on a joke now". James shot Oliver a look "Lighten up" he said "anyway I don't think Brad will need them, maybe a couple of drops to get him in the mood". Oliver looked angrily "Stop it both of you" he said pausing "I hate what we are doing to him". "Fuck Mary calm down" Liam replied "You started off the whole thing off in the first place". "Fine" Oliver reluctantly said knowing it was a warning not to say anything to Luca. Luca laid panting and smiling, sex was sex but what he had just experienced took it to a new level. The way his body was dominated and immobilised still had Luca hard as a rock. Brad leaned down licking Luca's chest, slurping up the cum which he then dribbled it back to the owners mouth and kissed him. Their bodies calming down and lying side by side they kissed for ages then fucked again twice more in to the early hours of the morning until Brad exhausted fell asleep cuddled up to Luca.

3. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t heartbroken being betrayed by Tommy, but after watching that video, something clicked. Seeing Peter’s manly body, monstrous cock and balls, the sex he exudes made me realize that I could never compete. Watching and re-watching that video made me realize that Peter took away my boyfriends because I wasn’t meant to have them. I wasn’t good enough. It was sad and liberating to realize this. I also couldn’t get Peter out of my mind. The way Tommy groveled and worshipped Peter’s cock. I wanted to experience that. It was June, about a month after Tommy left me, when I worked up the courage to message Peter. Me: Hey Peter My heart was racing. My body was shaking. I squeezed my phone as I waited for his response. After a couple hours, he finally responded. Peter: What the fuck do you want, faggot? Me: About the video you sent Peter: yeah? Me: I thought it was hot Peter: lolol you are such a pathetic lil bitch Me: hahah yeah you have a really nice cock Peter: I know Me: If you’re free, maybe we can hang out sometime Peter: And do what, faggot? Me: Just hang out and whatever Peter: Tell me what you really want or Im done with this convo He knew what I wanted, but he was taunting me, asserting his dominance over me. Me: I want you to fuck me Peter: HAHAHAH Me: Please, Peter. I want what Tommy got About 5 minutes passed until I got a response. Peter: Be at my place in an hour, fag That was all he said. That’s all I needed to hear. It was 4:15 PM when I hopped in the shower and cleaned out. I put on a t-shirt and sweatpants, and called an Uber. Peter lived in a really seedy part of town. The buildings were all tagged with graffiti. Some houses were boarded up with plywood. The sidewalks were littered with broken bottles and cigarette buds. I walked up to his apartment complex texted him I was outside. He buzzed me and told me to go to unit 403 on the fourth floor. He said the door would be unlocked. I made my way up the stairs to unit 403 and opened the door, I was greeted with a familiar site. Peter was sitting on the futon, naked from the waist down. He had on the same grease-stained tank top and was slowly jacking his cock. I couldn’t believe it. I had jacked off to this scene from the video he sent me at least 50 times, but it was finally a reality. “Get over here,” Peter barked. Without saying a word, I walked over and kneeled before him. “Tell me what you want,” Peter said. “Pppplease, I…w…w..wanttt yourrr cccockkkk s..ssir,” I replied. “Louder,” Peter commanded. I begged him again. I could smell the warm scent of his crotch. I was desperate to taste him. He smacked his cock on my face. It hurt but I was so horny and so hungry that I didn’t care. He smacked my face a few more times before he finally let me taste it. I devoured his cock like a madman. My hands ran all over his hairy thighs as my head bobbed up and down. I inhaled deeply each time I went down. His crotched was musky and ripe with old sweat. His balls were sticky as if they hadn’t been washed in a few days, but I didn’t mind. In fact, I loved every bit of it. “You see that? Look at what a lil bitch your ex is,” Peter said. I felt a presence come up from behind, but I didn’t want to stop worshipping Peter’s cock. Tommy emerged and sat next to Peter. He was wearing nothing but a jockstrap. Our eyes briefly met. His face was filled with disgust. Mine filled with lust and hunger. Tommy dove into Peter’s right armpit and began sniffing and licking. Peter began finger fucking Tommy. He jackhammered 3 fingers into Tommy’s hole. Tommy lifted his legs and was moaning. He was never this vocal when we had sex. But I wasn’t surprised. As I worshipped the most gorgeous cock I’ve ever laid eyes on, I knew Peter was a better lover in every way. Peter pushed me off his cock and turned to Tommy. He jammed 4 fingers into his hole. Tommy’s face was that of pure ecstasy. This continued for some time when Peter reached into the futon cushion and grabbed a small oblong bottle. By this point, I was fully naked and playing with my cock. Peter then took off his tank top, unscrewed the bottle cap, and did 3 bumps of this white powder. He then sprinkled some onto his cock and then shoved it into Tommy’s hole. Tommy’s face lit up. Peter piston fucked Tommy for a few minutes when he finally roared. His body convulsed for a few seconds and few on top of Tommy. What!?! That was suppose to be my load!! I thought to myself “Thank you, sir. Thank you,” Tommy repeated over and over. “Get over here and clean off my cock,” Peter said. As I crawled over, I noticed how loose Tommy’s hole was, much much looser than when I last saw it. It didn’t matter because I turned my attention to Peter’s cock which dangled in front of me. I licked every inch, cleaning off all the juices. When Peter was finally satisfied, he kicked me off and walked to his room. Soon after, Tommy went into what I figured was his room. I didn’t know what to do. I was still incredibly horny and wanted Peter to fuck me. I felt confused, lost, and vulnerable. I sat there until the sun finally set. I looked at the clock and it was 10 past 8. I must have been sitting there for a couple hours lost in thought. Peter opened his door and turned on the lights to the living room. “You’re still here? What the fuck do you want?” He said. “I…um…can you…please…fuck me?” I replied. He paused, then took our his phone, snapped a picture of me, and started texting. He was on his phone for a few minutes when he finally looked up and said, “If you want me to fuck you, you gotta earn it.” “Um, sure,” I said. “Good. You do what I say, and I let you ride my cock,” Peter said. “Yessir,” I responded. “Follow me. Leave your clothes here, we’re not going far,” he replied. He walked out of the apartment and I got extremely nervous. I didn’t want to be naked outside. Peter saw my hesitation and said, “Do you want me to fuck you or not?” That was all the encouragement I needed. I shuffled to the front door and followed him to unit 510 on the fifth floor. We were greeted by tall, lanky shirtless guy. He had tattoos along his lower abdomen and right pec. He looked pretty trashy, but in a hot way. “Not bad, man,” the mystery guy said. He told us to come in. I followed Peter to the living room. I was told to sit on the ground while Peter sat on the dingy sofa. A part of me was nervous. When I left the house today, I thought I was going to be fucked by Peter, but now Im in some stranger’s house completely naked and yet to be fucked. But my body was still. It was complete cognitive dissonance. My mind was in so much shock that it felt almost blank. “Listen boy, if you want me to fuck you then you have to do everything my buddy says. Understand?” Peter said. I slowly nodded my head. His buddy then walked over and held a glass pipe in front of me. I looked over to Peter, eyes filled with uncertainty and fear. “Put your mouth on the pipe and inhale,” Peter commanded. I opened my mouth slowly and his buddy put the pipe on my lips. I heard the sound of the lighter, gas emitting and the faint whispers of the flame. I saw white clouds fill the pipe. I inhaled. “Hold it,” Peter said. I obeyed. “Release.” I obeyed. I heard the lighter again. More white clouds. I knew what to do. Inhale. Hold. Exhale. Lighter. Cloud. Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale. My body started to relax. My thoughts racing. I felt so alive.

Same here. Never wear deodorant anyway but now I don’t have to shower either If I don’t want to. Huffing my own pits and crotch smell keeps me permanently horny and more or less perpetually edged since they closed the office. I smell like a sexed-up homeless junkie, all testosterone and pheromones - such an aphrodisiac I wish I could bottle and sell it. Anyway it’s definitely a silver lining to working remote for the duration.

2. My thoughts came back to me and I saw that Tommy was putting on his shoes getting ready to leave. “Why can’t I come with you?” I asked “Peter said I had to come alone or he won’t rent room,” Tommy replied. I felt a sinking feeling in my stomach again. The same one when I saw Andrew with Peter. I don’t know why I felt so helpless. I should have told Tommy to not go and we’ll find a different option. But instead, I stood there paralyzed, like a kid with no voice. I used to be a confident person. I had a lot going for me, and still do. I have a great body from doing CrossFit, I’m tall, and I’m in school to become a Nurse Practitioner. I used to wear all things with pride, but for some reason, I feel less of a man with each Peter encounter. Tommy gave me another kiss and left. — Tommy slowly opened the door and entered the apartment. As he scanned the place, he quickly stopped when he saw Peter. He was sitting on a dirty futon naked from the waist down. He was slowly jacking his massive dick with his right hand while he sniffed his left armpit. “Took you long enough, faggot,” Peter said. “I…uh…what,” Tommy said. “What am I doing? What does it look like I’m doing?” Peter replied. “Should I come back another time?” Tommy asked. “No, get over here,” Peter demanded. As if pulled by invisible strings, Tommy slowly walked over to Peter. He had an even better view of Peter’s massive cock. Thick, with one large vein running from his balls up the shaft. And his balls. They were low hanging and massive. Tommy crinkled his nose. “Yeah you smell that, bitch? The smell of my crotch. Take it in, bitches like you love it,” Peter said. Tommy remained silent, eyes transfixed on Peter’s cock. “Here’s how it’s going to work. If you want to live here, you have to be my cock slave. I get to fuck you whenever I want. I need to get off a lot, so you have to be ready at any time. I don’t care if you’re at the market. If I text you, then you get your ass back here, bend over, and take my cock. And another thing, I don’t use condoms, so expect to have your cunt flooded with my grade-A spunk, “ Peter said. He continued, “So what’s it going to be? You want to live here and be my bitch, or you going to go back to that pathetic excuse of a man that you call your boyfriend?” Tommy stood there, completely motionless. Peter wagged his cock in Tommy’s direction. It must have given off more of Peter’s manly pheromones because Tommy’s lungs inflated as if he just took a big breath. When he exhaled, any reservation he had also exited his body. In a trance-like fashion, Tommy knelt by Peter and started to grab his dick. “Not so fast, bitch,” Peter taunted. “I want to hear you say that you want to be my cumdump cock slave.” “I want…to…be your cumdump,” Tommy stammered. But the stammering didn’t seem like it was from hesitation or guilt. Tommy’s whole body was trembling from excitement and lust. “You want this cock, bitch? You want my load?” Peter asked. “Yes, sir…please…s..ir,” Tommy said. “Sniff my ripe balls,” Peter ordered. Tommy went straight in and buried himself into Tommy’s ball sack. With each deep inhale, Tommy’s body trembled even harder. He was high on the scent of Peter and his manly presence. “Strip,” Peter said. Without hesitation or taking his face away from Peter’s crotch, Tommy unrobed and was completely naked. Tommy has an amazing body. I tell him all the time that his body and face looks just like my favorite porn star, Calvin from Sean Cody. He’s 5’11 and is incredibly toned with nice pecs. His fair skin stood out next to his deep brunette hair. And there he was completely naked sniffing my mortal enemy’s cock with abandon. “Damn, that lil’ fag scored a good one this time,” Peter said. “Get my dick nice and wet, boy.” Tommy looked up and smiled at Peter. He held the base of the cock with his left hand and ran his right hand over Peter’s body. He started licking from the bottom and made his way to the top. Tommy opened as wide as he could to fit the cock in his mouth. It was tight, but Tommy was determined to get it in. After several tries, Tommy finally got in it, but without warning, Peter held Tommy’s head and jammed his cock into Tommy’s throat. Tommy gagged and pulled off Peter’s cock. His eyes were watering and he was gasping for air. Peter laughed. After a few seconds, Tommy went back to Peter’s cock and started sucking. He kept servicing Peter’s cock for another 10 minutes or so when Peter pulled Tommy off. “You ready for me to destroy your hole, boy?” Peter asked. “Yes…please…please…” Tommy said. His trembling returned. “OK, but you need to do one thing first,” Peter said. “Yes…sir…anything,” Tommy said. “Look into my iPhone over there and say that you’re in love with me and you regret ever being with your pathetic boyfriend. Tell him that I’m a better man than he is in every way. That no matter how much he works out, everyone can see that he’s a dumb cuck,” Peter demanded. Without hesitation, Tommy turned to the iPhone that had been recording this entire time and said, “I’m in love with Peter, you dumb fuck. I can’t believe I ever wasted time with you when I could have been with a real man. He has a better cock than you, a better body than you, and he’s going o fuck me better than you ever could. You are a dumb, stupid cuck. I bet you’re going to watch this and jack off to it, you dumb fuck,” Tommy said. Peter laughed. Tommy was completely his and he looked at the camera with the same smug look he had when Andrew was sucking him off. “Hear that, bitch?” Peter said to the camera. “Now get on my cock, bitch,” Peter said to Tommy. “You’re going to ride this cock and work for my load.” Peter leaned back and put his arms behind his head. Tommy straddled Peter. He held Peter’s cock as he slowly descended onto it. He was slow but deliberate. Peter grabbed a small brown bottle of what looked like poppers, unscrewed the top, and held in under Tommy’s nose. “Sniff.” Tommy started inhaling like he did with Peter’s balls. I had never seen Tommy do any type of substance before, but he was sniffing the poppers like a pro. Peter counted down from 15 and told Tommy to keep sniffing. Then he told Tommy to hold it in until he couldn’t and then exhale. Tommy obeyed and when he finally exhaled, his fair skin turned a shade of red. He was high. He started riding Peter’s cock aggressively. Smack smack smack filled the room. After a few minutes, Tommy slowed down. The poppers must have worn off. Tommy slow pace was accompanied by a tender look. He leaned into Peter for a kiss. Peter spat on his face and said, “Fags don’t get affection.” Instead of being hurt, Tommy kept bouncing on Peter’s cock. He started whispering, “I love you. I love you” to Peter. “Louder,” Peter demanded. “I love you. I love you. I love you,” Tommy moaned. His voice was trembling. He was in heaven. Without warning, I heard a loud splat. Peter just came in Tommy’s ass and it was so big that it spewed out of Tommy’s ass. Tommy kept riding Peter’s cock. “Feel that warm load inside you boy? My babies swimming inside your pussy. Getting you pregnant with my alpha sperm.” Peter said. “Yes, sir. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you,” Tommy trembled. Peter then flipped Tommy over and started ramming him. Tommy was screaming in pain, but Peter didn’t stop. He kept pounded Tommy was animal force. Tommy’s screams slowly subsided and he was now moaning. Loudly. After a few minutes, Peter screamed and I heard another splat. Peter had just dropped two loads inside Tommy in the span of 10 minutes. It was incredible. Peter got up, walked to the iPhone, and said, “Have fun jacking off, faggot.” — The recording stopped there. My shirt was soaked in sweat. I looked down at the fresh puddle of cum I just shot. I quickly looked off my shirt to lap up the cum. I then swished it around in my mouth and spit it back onto my hand. I was lost in a haze of lust. So this is how Peter got all my exes. The thought slipped away and I spent the rest of the afternoon jacking my cock.

I find the problem with most guys that are hung small, try to make up for their size by jack hammering a hole. Not realizing they can cause more pain than a hung guy by doing this. A good even stroke game then building up to jack hammering works better. There's nothing anyone has to make up for.

Guess one good think to come out of all this is I have not worn deodorant for two week. Keep getting a whiff of my pits and my cock gets hard. Anyone else????

It was a few weeks ago before “social distancing” in US. I took a day off and went to the gloryholes to suck some anon cock and swallow random cum. At the end of my day a cock came through the hole and as I was sucking him his hips were thrusting and fucking my mouth through the hole. Soon I heard, you want to get fucked? Through the hole? I’d never actually been fucked in a booth through the hole so he’ll yeah. I spun around and pressed my ass against the wall with the gloryhole framing my eager hole. I felt his hard cock slide against my pucker. His cock wet with precum and saliva. He pulled back and I heard him spit and then his cock pressed hard against my hole and his cock head slid in with a moan. He worked his cock back and forth, I heard him say fucking tight as he thrust hard to get in deep. I was doing my best to balance as he fucked hard banging against the wall. I reached back and felt his cock and nuts before spreading my ass cheeks and pushing back against the wall so he could get deeper. He said he was close, do you want it in your ass? I didn’t respond except to push back on his cock and squeeze my hole around him. With a fucking hell he began shooting his load into me. He slid out and was gone. I fingered some of his cum from my hole and tasted it. Sweet and delicious. Now I’m officially hooked on getting fucked at the holes. Once this social distancing is over I need to take more anon glory hope cock.

"Alright pledges get your asses up I want all of you to be in the house living room in 5 minutes for your start of pledge week." I jumped out of bed and grabbed my shirt and ran to the living room where the whole frat house was waiting in anticipation for us to arrive. We all stood where we were told to with our eyes to the floor waiting for our next orders. A little about myself, my name is Klaus I'm 19 and just like the name entails I am of Viking descent. I'm 6ft tall and have green eyes that stand out with my blond hair. I wasn't a jock but I did keep myself fit from running twice daily and the extra cardio gave me a firm set of abs and defined chest. My father also being of Viking decent was proud when I spoke with him when my body was changing and saw that I had a 12-inch thick cock like he and the rest of the males in my family had with a set of low hangers. We were all told to turn around and look up from the floor. When we did as we were told we were met with a large box that wasn't there before. Our pledge master emerged from the opening of the box to give the next set of instructions. "Alright pledges get ready for the beginning for you all, you are all to enter this box without your clothes on and make your way to one of the many holes in the box, once you're at a hole a cock of one of the current brothers will slide in and it is going to be your task to suck and put it up your ass when you feel it is wet enough for you. "You will then proceed to let the brother at the hole fuck you to completion in your ass, now the challenging part afterward is that once every brother is finished at the hole all of you will leave the box and will have to remember the taste and feel of that brother's cock because all of them will fuck you and you need to approach who you believe was the one who was first to fuck you. "There are cameras hidden that will show the brothers who are at the hole they approach so they will see which pledge is there." "When we are done and the brothers are matched with their pledges it will be your duty to take care of their sexual needs above anyone else's, now if they want to loan you to another brother then you will take care of them as well, this is to build familiarity and trust with the house to show you have what it takes to be a brother." "Keep in mind that today you will all leave the box pozzed up and if you complete your pledging you will be welcomed to your pozzed family and if you don't then you just live your life pozzed." I was shocked with this both with surprise and with horniness because I have known I was always gay with everything I did with my dad and brothers. I was also a hungry bottom pig and was always wanting a bigger cock up my ass. I could fit a baseball bat up my hole and thankfully it closed up tight after each time so I could enjoy the feeling of being stretched open again after each time. I was so ready to be pozzed and knowing that all of the brothers were poz made it even better for me. "Alright pledges strip and get your asses in the box." I got naked as quickly as I could without looking too eager since I wasn't out and entered the blackness of the box. I walked around in I stumbled around letting my eyes adjust to the darkness until I saw a hole and went up to it in anticipation of what would await me. It didn't take long until I saw a long thick cock slide through my hole. I had to have been 13 inches long and as thick as a beer can with a thick cut mushroom head. I was both excited and scared because it would have been the biggest thing I have had up my ass before so I would make sure to get it as wet as I could before it was to go inside my ass. I got started on sucking this baseball bat sized manhood and did my best to get it as far down my throat as I could to make this brother pleased with my work. While sucking I took some of my spit and started to finger my ass to try and open it and slick it up because I wanted to enjoy every inch of this meat up my hole as I could and be as painless as possible. After sucking and slobbering as much as I could the cock was removed and a small bottle of poppers was sent through the hole and I was thankful for them to make it more fun for me and easier for him to penetrate me fully. I took two hits of the bottle for each nostril and then started to push my ass against the hole and could feel the head of this monster cock push for entrance into my hole. I took two more hits off the bottle and could feel my body loosen up enough to feel nothing but a pleasure and the whole of this cock slide up my body with nothing but pleasure. I was in such a pleasure high with the fullness I was feeling. The brother that was fucking me took his time at first with him pumping slowly and gaining more and more speed. I had to brace myself against the box to steady myself against the onslaught on my hole and I was enjoying every moment of it. I could hear the moaning of the brother outside of the box and a mixture of moans from all of the other pledges inside the box as well. I could start to feel the body of his cock and the head start to swell and could feel the pulsing of a heavy stream of poz cum being shot into my hole. I couldn't help myself with the pressure on my prostate and the stream of cum I shot my hopefully last neg load in the box. The brother was panting and stayed in my ass until his cock deflated and he slid it out of my cum loaded hole. He put his hand through the hole and shoved his fingers up my hole without warning causing me to yelp in surprise and when he removed it told me to turn around and clean off his fingers. Once they were clean the voice said to continue tasting the cum in my hole and remember the taste and wait for the all call for all of them to come out and start the next part of this. I sat there in the dark digging into my hole and to scoop out the load and tasting it making sure I knew what this poz load tasted like so I could pick it out among the others. After a while, we were all called to come out of the box and to ready ourselves for the next phase of our brotherhood challenge. Once I left the box my eyes had to take a moment to adjust and when they did I could see all of the current brothers all in a circle naked with their matching red biohazard tattoos on their chests and looking ready for each of them to take a turn with each of us and made my mouth start to water and my ass start to itch in anticipation. "Alright, pledges line up and get ready for the next part of the brotherhood."

Note: this story starts off a bit vanilla but will pick up. Enjoy! 1. Tommy kissed me on the cheeks and assured me I had nothing to worry about. “Babe, I love you. I’m just going to check out the room. The rent is too cheap to overlook. Nothing is going to happen,” he said. I would’ve offered Tommy live with me, but my housemate is the landlord. She doesn’t allow people to spend to stay over for more than one night. My lease doesn’t expire for another few months, so we couldn’t get a place together until then. Peter had a spare room at his place and was leasing it on a month-to-month basis. Plus it was $600 cheaper than most places, so it seemed like a good deal (to Tommy at least). While Tommy assured me nothing would happen, in my gut I knew that asshole Peter would try to steal Tommy from me. I don’t know what he says or does, but every single one of my past boyfriends have all left me for him. I mean he’s not even hot. He’s barely 5’10 with a growing beer belly. He always wears a stained white tank top that reeks of BO. Even worse, he walks around with a smug look on his face like he’s hot shit—a faint half smile with eyes that scream, “You’re nothing compared to me, faggot!” I’m objectively better looking in every way. I’m 6’1 and do CrossFit 5 times a week. My face is always clean-shaven and my hair always styled. I put effort into looking great, yet despite all this, all my exes seem to think Peter is effortlessly great-looking. Like my last boyfriend, Andrew. We met in Anatomy class during my second-to-last semester at UC Santa Barbara. It was a mandatory prerequisite for nursing school. I heard from previous students that it was a bitch, so I was happy when Andrew approached me to be lab partners. We had weekly Friday quizzes that required us to identify regions of a real cadaver, so going in with a study partner meant one extra pair of eyes to analyze the cadaver during the week. Andrew was really cute—5’9, Asian, toned, and wore these thick-rimmed round glasses that made him look like a nerd. Which was accurate because he was a nerd. So smart, always raised his hands to ask questions in class—deep questions, the type of questions that make the average student think, “What the fuck is this dude asking?” He was also really kind. I struggled more than him, but he always took time to explain things to me. Mid-way through the semester, I kissed Andrew during one of our study sessions, and we never looked back. My relationship with Andrew helped me get over my last relationship. Andrew was just as caring as a boyfriend as he was a study partner. We shared the goals we each had after college and opened up about things from our past that plagued us. Peter being one of them for me. Andrew was disgusted when I told him about Peter, and assured me that guys like him were anomalies. We finished the class; Andrew got an A, and I got an A-. We continued dating for the rest of the school year. I graduated that summer, and Andrew had one year left. It was end of June and we wanted to celebrate our first Pride together. We drove from Santa Barbara to LA for the weekend. You could feel the energy and excitement in the air. Our first night there, we went to the Abbey. It was poppin’. Music was loud, so many hot guys there, some shirtless, some in tight tank tops, but everyone was drunk. Andrew and I did two shots of Fireball, and we were feeling good. We pregamed at our Airbnb beforehand as well. Andrew was grinding on me and I was feeling him up…when I saw him. Peter was there making out with this hot, blonde Twink. He paused briefly when our eyes met and he began to smirk. He looked at Andrew and then back at me, and then mouthed, “Fuck you, faggot.” He went back to his Twink, but that exchange got to me. I was afraid he was going to try to pull something. I was in my head and couldn’t focus on the music. Andrew noticed and turned around to ask me if everything was OK. I said yeah but didn’t want to tell him about Peter. I just wanted to leave and get Andrew as far from Peter as possible. Andrew, however, was having a great time and thought I was sobering up. “I’m going to get us more shots,” he said. “Uh…yeah, ok,” I replied, “lemme come with you.” “Sure thing, I gotta go pee first,” he said. We walked to the bathroom and it was a mess. Reeked of piss, stale beer, and littered with toilet paper on the ground. We waited in line for the urinals when a stall opened up. Andrew went in and I took the urinal that opened up. I finished, looked for Andrew, but couldn’t see him. I went outside and waited at the entrance of there bathroom. About 10 minutes passed and I still hadn’t seen him, so I was starting to get worried. I went inside to check the stall he was in, but saw a different pair of shoes underneath. He was no where to be seen. I checked my phone, but it had no signal. I started panicking. I went around the club to look for him. After searching for him throughout the dance floor, I eventually found him at the bar. As I got closer, my heart sank. I saw Peter with his arms around Andrew whispering in his ears. I was paralyzed with fear and couldn’t bring myself any closer. There’s no way Andrew would fall to Peter’s tactics. But he wasn’t pushing him away. Eventually the bartender gave Andrew two shots..and he gave one to Peter! What the fuck is going on!? They took the shot and Peter went back to caressing Andrew’s ears with his words. I don’t know what he said, but Andrew finally cocked his head back and gave Peter a look I had never seen before. Eyes filled with animal lust. Andrew slowly nodded his head, and as if by magic, Peter turned and looked directly at me. He then took Andrew’s hand and I saw them going to a booth. Peter sat down, spread his legs, and leaned back with his arms behind his head. He didn’t take his eyes off of me once. Then I saw Andrew—my Andrew, the nerdy, kind, loving Andrew—undo Peter’s pants, and fished out his dick. In the club!! No one around them reacted. They were probably too drunk or high to even care or notice. Peter’s dick sprung out and it smacked Andrew in his face. Even from afar, I could tell it was a nice dick. So fucking thick and big. And his balls were bull’s balls. Andrew went right in and started sucking Peter off. He bobbed his head up and down with ferocity. After a few minutes, Peter slapped Andrew’s face and said something something. Then they both turned and looked in my direction. Peter’s face was cocky and Andrew just looked at me with disgust. Without taking his eyes off of me, Andrew started licking Peter’s shaft again—from the balls all the way to the head. I couldn’t take this anymore. I had to leave. This was too much. I called an Uber back to my Airbnb and just cried. I took more shots of the cheap tequila Andrew and I had to drown out everything I was feeling. I eventually passed out and when I awoke in the morning, Andrew still wasn’t back. I checked my phone to see that Andrew had texted me around 4AM. It contained three words. Three words I had been waiting for. That I knew would be coming when I first kissed Andrew. Three words that would follow me forever as long as Peter was in the picture. Three short words: we are through.

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'm staying off my PrEP for the duration of my isolation.

The CDC has determined that an HIV+ person with a durably Undetectable viral load and consistently compliant with ART treatment cannot infect anyone else with HIV. Even if an HIV+ person does have a transmissible viral load, the chances of becoming infected from a single encounter are actually quite low. None of this is true with Covid-19. Infected persons appear to be infectious to others early in their infection before any sign of symptoms, the virus appears to be relatively aggressively infectious, and you don’t even have to touch another person to pass it on - you can pick it up off a surface they touched up to three days prior, and you can get it if they carelessly cough or sneeze within three feet of you. And that’s just what little science has figured out so far. They’re mostly desperately relying on educated guesswork to get by at the moment. The issue with HIV is not underlying conditions. HIV creates the condition - the destruction of your immune system - that then allows opportunistic pathogens you could normally resist to attack you with deadly force. With Covid-19, persons with competent immune systems and robust respiratory systems appear able to resist the virus with only mild to moderate effects no worse than a cold or mild flu. But persons who already have weakened defenses, and especially those susceptible to respiratory distress, are less equipped to stave off this virus, with deadly results. With HIV, we can say ‘no longer a death sentence’ because science has produced medicines to hold the HIV virus at bay. With this coronavirus, there is no medicine to hold it at bay, and there may not be any for months. That’s why this scare. Because people are dying and at this moment we can’t stop it. Comparisons to HIV are no longer relevant.

On the Friday before the trip, Ken called him into the office and explained a few things about the trip. Stuff he would need, that he was the only new guy on the trip this year and that he would be sharing a tent with the guy that was new the year before. His tent mate was a year or two younger than him, the son of Ken's good friend and since he had been the trip's new guy the year before he would show him the ropes. It got weird when Ken told him to close his eyes and open his mouth before feeling something rub over his gums. After Ken told him to open his eyes, Ken gave him a yellow waterproof bag and said "All your shit needs to fit in here. You won't need much, anyway. We'll see you early Monday morning." Colin slept in the truck the whole way up and had no idea where he was when the truck stopped and everyone started unloading. He was half asleep when they put into the river and was still groggy when they beached the canoes only an hour later. His canoe and tent partner, Andy, dragged him out of the canoe and pushed him next to Ken as the rest of the guys circled around. He was kind of surprised since Andy had seemed really easy going before, but now had gotten a little aggressive. Colin looked around at the guys and they all looked like wolves ready to attack a doe. They stared at him and a few were rubbing their crotches. Ken was talking and he really wasn't sure what was said since he was distracted by the scary looks he was getting. He heard bits like "Newbie... no fucking... gets fucked... only inside" but they didn't register until Andy grabbed him and pushed him to his knees. "Suck, Newbie" Andy commanded, pulling out a semi-hard cock. "You heard him. He's your master for the day. You do what he tells you to or there's hell to pay tonight" Ken growled. Colin looked around and saw everyone staring at him. He hesitated and Andy yelled out "Now!" Colin opened his mouth and took the tip of Andy's cock in and slowly started to bob. He never got more than an inch or two in and after a few minutes Andy got impatient. He grabbed Colin's head and started to thrust in. Colin gagged and squirmed, but Andy held tight. He kept pumping his cock into Colin's mouth and while it wasn't a good blowjob, Andy got excited making Colin do something he was loathe to do. A few minutes later, Andy realized he wasn't going to cum like this. "Do I jerk my self close and then cum in his mouth, or save it for the next stop and dump it up his ass" Andy thought. It only took seconds, but he made his mind up and pulled his cock out of Colin's mouth. He grabbed a fistful of Colin's hair with one hand and jerked himself with the other. He stroked faster and then yelled out "Open your mouth, motherfucker!" The moment Colin opened wide enough, Andy started to shove in. The first rope caught Colin's lip and the rest of them coated his mouth and tongue. The guys standing around cheered out as Colin stood there frozen, unsure what he should do. The feeling of another guy's cum in his mouth repulsed him but he was afraid of what would happen if he spit it out. Reluctantly he swallowed several times, filling his stomach with Andy's cum. Andy pulled his dick out of Colin's mouth and slapped it across his cheek. "You need practice. By the end of the trip you should be much better" Andy said as he let go of Colin's hair and pulled up his trunks. The group got back in their canoes and Colin paddled along, following the other canoes. The blowjob that he just gave kept running through his mind. "How the fuck did I let that happen?" Colin wondered. He tried to think about almost anything else, but visions of Andy's sweaty cock between his lips and then the cum squirting on his face and in his mouth kept haunting him. An hour later downriver, Andy yelled to Colin "Beach on that sandbar." Once the canoe was secured, Andy told Colin "You're my bitch today. Drop your shorts and kneel next to the canoe." Colin protested and Andy replied "Do you really want to find out what hell Ken has cooked up for you if you don't follow my orders?" Colin was now regretting taking Ken up on his offer and hoped that if he survived a day of Andy's abuse, he could get his chance at fucking Andy as payback and some of the guys that had laughed at him too.

I like teeth nibbling my ‘skin and around where my PA goes through - if it’s done right my eyes roll back in my head and my whole body shivers. Work my nips while you’re doing it and I’ll shove my cock down your throat and cum so hard It’ll blow the back of your head off.

This is the first time I've ever posted. This story is true and, if you like it, I'll post more. It dates back to 2006 when I still lived in Manchester, UK and had visited a gay bathhouse there for the first time. Enjoy. I remember my first visit. I hadn't meant to take it raw. I'd always wanted it, but had never given in, too scared of the consequences. I was nervous even just entering the sauna. Terrified someone would see me and recognize me. That was scarier than taking it raw, I don't know why. Basement in Manchester is hidden down a backstreet, Tariff Street, in the city's Northern Quarter. You enter the building down some stairs and come to a door with a buzzer. My fingers were trembling, but I pressed it. There's a camera, so staff can see who's there in case... well, I'm not sure what it's there for - I imagine they let anyone in, in fact my later visits would confirm this. The clientele are a mix of young muscle pups, skinny queens, ageing queers and everything in between. When I walk down the stairs there's a desk and the tall, muscled man, fit with an 'I could fuck you three ways from Sunday and not be out of breath' grin on his face asks me if I'm a member. I'm not. I have to pay extra, but it's a one off payment and I'm here now anyway. What freaks me out more is that they take my picture and they want details: my name, my birthday - they have my picture. Fuck! I notice the walls and desks are crudely painted black, the countertop red - whore-red. He passes me a towel and I ask for poppers too. I can get fucked quite happily without poppers if the top starts off slow, but who wants to start slow? And anyway, I like the high. He hands me my locker key. I've read stories about saunas in America, but it's different in Britain - you don't get your own cubicle. It's more of a wandering free-for-all. I enter the door into the locker room and a couple of guys are getting changed, nude, taking their time, no inhibitions. I strip as quickly as possible and throw my towel around myself. I feel like people are staring at me. I'm 23, 5'9", slim, toned, nice big arse and I'm hairy - I'm not ashamed to say it. I hate all of the prepubescent shaving shit. I'm hairy - fuck it. I've had guys ask me to shave my hole before. Fuck right off. Men are supposed to have hair - real men, that is. With my head down, I walk through the locker room, gripping my towel firmly around myself with one hand and my poppers in the other - I've already taken the plastic wrapper off - I don't want that to spoil a moment, should any occur. On my left there's a darkened passage leading to somewhere I can't see, on my right there's a Jacuzzi, showers and toilets and at the end of the corridor is a seated TV area where you can buy drinks etc. I wasn't here for that. I turned left. In the darkness I can only see shapes in white towels, forms passing me, stroking me, brushing against me, but I'm too nervous to stop and reciprocate. I keep walking. There's rows and rows of cubicles, doors hanging open, some closed, some empty, some with guys doing... Well, you know what they're doing. It's my first time in a sauna - I want to scout the place out first. See what it's all about, so I do a lap of the facilities, head still down. There's a sling, gloryholes, a cage, a darkroom, a porn room and loads more cubicles. I focus on the darkroom. I've never been bothered about looks. Yes, we all like attractive men, I myself am a good looking guy - boy next door type, no model, but I'd turn your head a little if I'd made an effort that day. I just like men. I don't care about age, colour, size, etc. For some reason I've always felt ashamed of that when with friends so I've never admitted it. I didn't need to admit to anything in the darkroom. I walk in and I'm blind. My eyes take forever to adjust and I can still only see towels hanging from silhouettes and hear anonymous moaning from the corners. I feel a swarm of hands feeling over me and I panic - it's too much. Fuck. What's a nice boy like me doing here anyway. I brush them away and leave the room. After a while I get cruised in the corridors and I accept an invitation from a guy, late thirties I guess, tall, dark hair, ok looking. We fuck and kiss, but it's a cold mechanical fuck and he can't kiss, one of those tongues that darts in and out really quickly - it's not good. He seems way more into it than me, but it gets me horned up and after a good sniff of poppers o just lay on my stomach and let him hammer away until he's done. He wears a condom throughout and he's careful when he pulls out to slide it off gently and put it in the bin, then he slaps my arse, kisses me and says thanks, before leaving. I'm less than satisfied. After a fumble in the gloryhole-cabins, I head back over to the darkroom, a bit more courage now that I've had a bit of cock and I'm seriously in need of more. I feel around, groping for he first cock I can find - nice and thick with a really bulbous bellend. It tastes of lube but that only occurs to me later. I feel hands from behind me, groping for my cock and arse and this time I don't stop them. I sniff my poppers as they continue to explore and I slide my mouth up and down on the thick meat in front of me, now oozing precum and dribbling with my spit. I hear spitting and feel wet fingers probing me but I let it happen, why wouldn't I? Eventually my towel drops from my waist and I fumble for it, throwing it over my shoulder. Fingers are deep inside me now and I can hear whoever is behind me sniffing poppers and groaning to himself. More fingers enter until there's 3, maybe 4 from two hands, the poppers are blurring it now and the guy on the end of the cock I'm eating is moaning louder and louder. I feel him swell and the fingers in my cunt slide more smoothly as one, in and out and I'm in ecstasy, when the meat in my mouth explodes and I lick, drink and suck every last drop like its my last meal. As he moves away, I lean forward, hands against the wall and I realise that it's not fingers now, it's cock. Raw cock. There's no condom, just skin on skin. My fingers stay at my hole feeling it slide in and out and hearing him moan and it's amazing, but I know I should stop it. I get worried he might cum. Inside me. Cum. Inside me. I panic and I lean forward so he falls out of me, but he continues to try and reenter and begins to grow forceful. I push him away and in a hurry, embarrassed and worried, I leave the room and head for the showers. I wander around for a while before trying the darkroom again. Within seconds I'm sucking another cock, pierced and it's all I can do to keep my teeth in tact as he plunges it in and out of my throat. And then suddenly I feel hands again at my hole and before I know it he's guiding his cock in. I'm still concentrating on making sure I keep all my teeth and the guys behind me is just forcing his way in - it's the same guy from earlier. I don't know how I know, I just do. Same cock. Same guy. And I can feel him in there raw. It stings as there's been no introduction, just whacked it straight up inside me. The guy I'm sucking grabs my shoulder and the back of my head and I can't move as he fucks my face aggressively and deeply. I hear the guy behind me shuffle forward as he enters me balls deep and begins to hammer away quickly. I know what he's doing. He's determined to cum inside me. I edge forward, as much as I can without choking, but he follows, slamming my cunt until my natural juices flow and I'm dripping. They're both groaning now and both getting faster and I'm stuck, bent over awkwardly, I want to stand up, but I can't. The guy behind me finishes first, thrusting himself as deep as possible and gripping my waist to pull me closer . He's making sure I've got it all. As he pulls out the guy in my mouth cums and I suck and drink up - it'd be rude not to. Fuck. I feel my arse, fingering it a little and sniffing my fingers, sticky and pungent. Cum. Fuck. Panic takes over again. Fuck. I don't even know who he is. I don't even know what he looks like. I literally don't know a thing about him. As I stumble out of the darkroom, a little unsteady on my feet from poppers and being bent over in the dark, several guys eye me as I come out - was it one of them? If so, they don't give themselves up. I head to the showers and clean myself up. It's done. I've got a stranger's raw load inside me. There's no going back. I dry myself off and walk through the corridors, my head still low. Do any of them know what I've just done? I throw my towel on to the plastic mattress in a cubicle and climb in and lay face down. Fuck it. It's not long before I hear my cabin door creak and then close, the bolt sliding it shit. Locked. I stay face down. It could be anyone. God only know what they want, but I wait face down and don't move, trying to stifle my breathing. I can feel myself tremble a little as a firm m, warm hand grips my buttocks and slides about my arse. I can tell that he's wanting with his other hand. He fingers my hole, still wet, ready lubed. He uses his thumb and forefinger to stretch it a little and rub it in all the right places. Then he stands up and moves forward. I don't want to see him. If I see him, it's real. Glue grips my hair and turns me to face him, sliding his cock straight into my mouth. It's semi hard. Shaven, cold like it's just been washed, but tastes fresh enough. I can't resists a glance up, but I can't make much out from the angle I'm at. I suck him until he's hard, relishing his cock like the good slut I'm becoming. He leans over while I continue, fingering me and pulling at my hole, before pulling away. He spits on my cunt and I can feel him dribbling more saliva on there too. He rubs his cock against my arse like he expects me to pull away, or tell him to put on a rubber. I should, but I don't. 'I'll let him play a little,' I think, 'then I'll tell him to put a condom on.' He takes my lack of reaction as the go ahead and slides himself in me bareback, groaning and relaxing as he moves every once deep into my cunt. I take a few big sniffs of poppers, lay my head on my towel, hands limp by my side and just lay there as he goes to work. He's hot and sweaty and I feel it dripping on me. It's disgusting, but it makes me hard and I want more. He leans with both hands on the small of my back as he works my arse. Sliding smoothly and rhythmically in and out, never quite withdrawing completely, he fucks me like he owns me and I let him. I don't move, save to take more poppers - I simply lay and groan. I feel him getting faster and faster and he presses harder on the small of my back, which makes me arch my back and lift my head. He's really pounding me now - he doesn't care what I feel. I hit the poppers again and he cums, panting, groaning, spurting his jizz in to my gut. He slows to a halt and stays there for a moment, before collapsing in me, for one me down, his sweat slick along my back and I feel for a moment like I can't breathe. As I start to push up his cock slips out and he climbs off me. I breathe deeply trying to clear my head from the poppers and he unlocks the door and leaves. I just lay there. My body is still, but I'm fraying on the inside. I'm coming apart. What have I done? I begin to rationalise. It's only two guys. You don't do it often. What are the chances of catching something? Questions flood my mind and I try to play them down but before I can address all of them another hand is crawling over me. I feel his towel, damp and heavy, drop across my feet and he climbs onto the mattress,'forcing my legs apart to make room. His fingers find my hole immediately and within seconds his short fat cock is in my and I can feel his beer gut leaning on my as he thrusts crudely, I gratefully into my sloppy hole. It doesn't take him long before he's done and he leaves. For some reason I'm hard again. I have the cum of three complete strangers, none of whom I've even seen, swimming around inside me and my 7" cock is solid, pressed hard against the now sweaty plastic wrapped foam mattress. 'I'll give it another minute,' I think, the. I'll go home. But it doesn't take that long for people to come in. I'm still lying flat, my head turned to face the wall. There are at least two of them. One immediately turns me to suck his cock. His body is tan, smooth and I can see tattoos and pierced nipples, a shaved head and a weathered face that doesn't give a shit. His cock is bound by a thick metal ring and I eat it like my life depends on it. The other guy(s) (I'm still not sure if it's one or two) play with my arse and I feel warm breath on my arse as a tongue begins to play me. I writhe in pleasure. My entire body feels electric. I don't know what they look like. I have no clue who they are. But in that moment I want both of them, all of each of them, on me, in me - I just want them. They swap places but the guy whose cock I've been sucking doesn't rim me. Instead he straddles me and pushes my legs together so he's either side of me. He pressed his bare cock to my hole and slides in slowly. The cum inside me is beginning to dry and my insides are a little tacky - he sort of kissers further inside me, letting out a relaxed grunt as his balls halt him from going further. I'm still going to town on his friends veiny meat, I shaved with pubes bouncing off my chin and tickling me, but I don't care, I want him pubes and all. After fucking me for a few minutes, he pulls out and slaps my arse with his cock and I feel his hands lift my hips so that I'm brought up on all fours, but carefully so as the cock I'm sucking doesn't spill out of my mouth. I feel the guy behind me sit up, levelling his cock to my cunt and then he begins. He thrusts inside me so deeply and with such rhythm that I can't tell if it's the most amazing thing I've ever felt or if it's hurting me but there's no time to think. The cock in my mouth is dripping precum and I lap it up, licking his balls and sack and the gap between his thighs and enjoying the fact that the cock couldn't possibly be any harder - it's solid. He mimics the other guy's earlier actions and takes it out of my mouth, slapping me on the cheek with it. The other guys pounds away until he ruts up high inside me, gripping the flesh around my buttocks so tightly that it hurts and he lurches forward making me feel as though I can taste his cock too. I have nowhere to go. While they swap places again, the guy who's just cum lets me clean him off - less lets me, more makes me, but I do it - it seems like I have to. It's not long before his friend cums and the pair of them leave, thanking me and laughing to themselves. I took many loads that day. I've been back many times since too. Let me know if you like and I'll post some more

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

When I upvote something I'm usually indicating agreement, or appreciation for the thought and effort put into a post. When I 'like' a post, it's more of an indication that it made my cock twitch. ...but that's how I use them.

Like rubbing your dick cheese all over your sub's beard hehehe

16 my cousin is gay too and i asked him to introduce me to his friends. He did. Went to his friends place and 2 others were there too. the older bud invited me to his bedroom. he left the door open and i sucked his cock then he fucked me. my cousin and the others could see and after he shot his load in me, everyone came in. one of the younger guys gave me a load too. since then only bare and i so love to be watched.

I hope that every horny top will be so eager for holes that want to fuck nonstop. Then I will be there bending over and spreading my legs. I will let them fuck me until I lost my mind.

I think in our (gay) and especially the bareback sports-fucking world, a big dick is the most cherished asset and badge of pride. Not sure how wishing for LESS MONEY, an uglier face and a smaller dick would come in handy!? lol I even like a fat dick on a bottom, a potential 'weapon-of-ass-destruction' but the bottom dude rather feel other guys slip their raw tools inside of him, no matter what size. I did once have a small-dicked BF who wanted to fuck me all the time but his dick felt like a bone poking me... I had to tell him: "Chill da fuck down!" Hammering away like a damn rabbit...

Been trying to social distance but my blk daddy called upon me last night to service him and his cousin well at least I thought that’s all it was gonna be. Arrived at his place around 7 he was already to go. He’s been partying pretty hard with his boys lately so I walked into at least 5 of them hanging out out watching reruns of nfl. Usually he’ll just tell me to go to his room and wait for me or his thug cuz to come in but he told me to sit down and watch the game with everyone. I did, and he offered me a beer so we watched tv and bullshitted. One of his buds who was sitting on the couch next to me discreetly whispered that he wanted to fuck me when my daddy wasn’t around and took my phone to enter my number. They started to leave shortly after and the only ones left were my daddy and his cuz, they both passed out cold so I left.. on the way home I texted the friend and told him it was nice meeting him, he called me back immediately. After some small talk I told him that I was expecting to get fucked earlier but they partied to much... we said our goodbyes and left it like that. When I pulled in my driveway his car pulled in behind mine. He asked if he could come in to talk. I said ok and he followed me in. We talked about my daddy and how he decides who I fuck and he explained that’s why he was discreet and he wanted to be with me. At first I was hesitant but he stood up and let his monster out of his pants. My daddy is 8” thick. This guy was at lest 9.5 and an amazing bod. He promised me my daddy wouldn’t find out and he’s good friends with the thug cousin so I was worried about that. He assured me it was ok.. I caved in and led him to my bedroom. I got naked ass up in the air and gave him some lube. He lubber me with his fingers and pressed his thick head Against my hole. It hurt at first and I urged him to go slow. He worked it a little then popped it in. I felt a rush of cum and he said not to worry he’s a multiple cummer.. he wasn’t lying as he stayed hard fucking me for about a half hour before cuming again. We spent about two hours taking a break here and there. He came three times total in me. At one point my daddy called and told me to get back over he was ready now.. I tried to make up an excuse but he insisted. My new friend laughed knowing that daddy and his cuz would fill me again..

1. Because Covid-19 is far more contagious than HIV and can therefore spread very fast. 2. Because with a hospitalization rate of 20%, Covid-19 has the potential to completely overwhelm the healthcare system (as has already happened in Italy). It's not just gay people who need to be avoiding contact. It's everyone. I did the math yesterday for the US (based on CDC numbers) and if we don't slow it down, we could easily have 40 million cases by the end of April. I know that sounds ridiculous, but honestly, that's the way the math works out. 😕

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This would be a lot less boring if we got to kill zombies.

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.

Where’s the ‘All of the Above’ option?

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.

I spent the night with my men and got my ass stroked out by all three of them. I was feeling a little conflicted because I hadn't seen my bf in a couple days but he came over yesterday and we spent some time together. We've both been in a ho stroll and enjoying it but with the coronavirus we've had to stop. We ended up fucking and it was magical because I love him so much, but it's not the same as it is when I sleep with my three tops. I hate to say it but it's about their size and the way they go deep in my pussy. My bf is super tender with me and wants me to smile all the time - my men bring a smile to my face by wrecking my ass with their big dicks. When he left I hurried over to see my men and they treated me to their dicks. I fell asleep a satisfied pussyboy and slept as the little spoon with my favorite of the three. He woke me up early when he got up to pee so I followed him to the bathroom. When we got back in bed I hit on him and he fucked me into the mattress - now I'm up and cooking breakfast for him while he rests up. I've come to realize that my heart belongs to my bf but my ass belongs to my three tops.

Just had some fun with neighbor boy of mine.. Been watching and wanting him for years. He's 18 , senior in HS and has known I'm gay for a while. Even mows my lawn for me. But with the corona virus having everyone off from school, we've been chatting more and more on a daily basis. Parents were at work, so we ended up in my bedroom today. Got a load in my mouth from him, and also gave him one in his tight beautiful ass. Took it real easy with him, slowly making love to him.

I'm a total beta and love it. When I was in middle and high school, guys used to call each other pussy and betamale all the time. It didn't sound like an insult to me because I like being submissive to other guys. I never tried to hide my dick in the bathroom like other guys did because I like having a small dick and I want other people to see it. I didn't just run around showing it off but it gave me thrill when I knew other guys could see how tiny it was. When a man takes total control of everything it just turns me on. There's nothing more attractive to me than laying on my back with my legs open while a top picks my feet up so he can position my ass where he wants it for sex. I know he's in total control of both our pleasure, and his dick is calling all the shots.

I had secretly fantasized about getting charged up. I'm a bareback bottom , love to get fucked, and having a guy breed my hole. The idea of having a hot guy fuck me and blow his dirty seed in all in my ass had inspired many spank marathons. I'm sure that I have taken a poz load before not knowing the status of whoever was fucking me or really even caring for that matter. I had never knowingly let a guy that was pozfuck me. One night I was cruising all the slut sites looking for other bareback guys to play with when this really hot guy messaged me. He said that he had read in my profile that I liked to go bare and that I was a btm. He told me that he was looking for a hole to use for the evening. That got my attention I had never been submissive and must admit it had been another fantasy of mine to completely give up control. He asked me if I was into pnp and I told him that I do party sometimes. We chatted a little while with the standard Q&A, u know how big, what position, where to cum. Then I asked poz/neg? He responded with poz. I told him that I was neg. To which he responded "u want to get a charged load n u tonight?" I was shocked and very turned on, I asked him if he fucked neg guys bareback. He told me he did all the time and that he even hosted several conversion partys. I wasn't familiar with the term, he explained that a conversion party was were a group of poz tops get together and breed a neg guy. The sole reason purpose was to spread dirty seed, and infect the neg btm. Before I could answer he asked me if I liked to pnp. I told him that I did, but I didn't have any party supplies. He said that if I wanted I could come over to his place and get ass fucked and get high. He asked me if I had ever slammed, I told him that I had been slammed before but I was terrified of needles. "I'm very good at slamming others" he returned. Should I go? The thought of getting slammed and pounded was so tempting but was I ready to take that step towards becoming poz? "I might ass well" I responded. He gave me directions and I was on my way. When I got to his house we sat and talked a while. He told me that he was going to enjoy planting his dirty seed in me, then asked me if I liked groups. I told him yes and he said good that he would get us slammed then have a few of his top buddies stop by and load my ass. He told me that I was going be a cum dump for him and his friends. I asked him if the guys were poz or neg he told me that they were poz. This made my dick begin to grow. He got the slam ready and did me first. When he released the belt on my arm I could feel the rush hit me instantly. Then came the cough. It was very strong. He did himself and sat down on the bed next to me. I started sucking his dick while I was taking off my clothes. He stood up bent me over the side of the bed, lubed my hole up with some elbow grease that was laying on the bed, and shoved his dick all the way in. Normally this would have brought tears to my eyes and a fist to his face, but it didn't even really hurt, I guess I was so high that I couldn't feel it. It wasn't long before he started to pound really hard and said he was about to cum. He stopped and pulled out and made me tell him that I wanted his seed. Which I told him. He managed to get his dick back inside me, and with a few hard thrust he unloaded in my hole. He walked out of the room and told me to stay put. When he returned he had a collar and some restraints, which he fastened on my wrist, ankles, and neck. Then I followed him into another room, it was a play room, with a sling, TV playing porn, fuck bench, some toys and lube and a computer set up with a web cam. He helped me into the sling and hooked the restraints to the chain supports. Then started to cruise the sex sites for tops to come and try out my hole. In no time 15 or 20 mins. there were three guys in line to blow their load in tight hole, and five more on the way. I realized that I had just came to this guy's house let him drop a charged load n me and now was going to be a cum dump for whoever accepted his invitation, and I hadn't even gotten my benefactor's name. He walked over to the sling and let me know that the web cam was on and I was going to be used all weekend. There must have been ten or more guys that had charged my ass with dirty seed before the slam started to fade away. He could tell that I was beginning to come down and he mixed up a booty bump and told me to get on the floor face down with my ass in the air, as he unlocked the restraints. Once I was on the floor he inserted the booty bump and told me to squeeze my ass tight so that the booty bump and all the spunk wouldn't drip out. As I started to feel my stomach cramp up from the booty bump he dressed me and told me that we were going to the baths and that I was going to take all loads. He rented one of the sling rooms and told me to get into the sling as he mixed up another booty bump. I secured the restraints myself, all but one arm. He came over secured the last arm and started to insert another booty bump. I told him that I was okay for now. To this he responded by placing a ball gag n my mouth and continued with my booty bump. It had only been about twenty minutes since the last one. Now I was so high that I couldn't focus or see straight. He began to fuck me again, telling my how sloppy my hole was and that when he had fucked me the first time that he had ripped me. He said that he knew because when he pulled out there was blood all over his dick. He said that was a good thing, it would make it easier to ensure that my neg status was gone for good. Then he told me that he had used a .4 needle for my slam and that when he slammed me, there was still a good bit of his poison blood in it, and now it was running thru my veins. He must have been fucking me for at least an hour, not that I was complaining. My ass was so hungry from the booty bumps that the only thing I could think about was getting more dick. He shot another death load in me then opened the door and walked away. It was a few mins before the first guy walked in and began to get his dick hard so that he could fuck me. He was a much older man probably 55 or 60 but he had a huge cock. He came after about five mins of fucking, wiped his dick off and left. I didn't realize that there was a group of four guys waiting, they took turns one after the other all loading my eager ass. A while later my friend returned, closed the door and mixed up a huge booty bump. He squeezed it into my hole and for good measure he pushed a large rock of meth up my ass with his finger. He massaged it until it was completely dissolved. Then he removed the ball gag and asked me how I was doing. I was so high I couldn't hardly answer but I managed to say that I was feeling a little dizzy and hot. He gave me a bottle of water and told me to drink it all as he unlocked the restraints. I drank the water and instantly began to feel better. He said that he had to leave to do something but that he would be back. Then he told me that he had left a message on the all the dry erase boards saying there was a "eager ass in the sling room taking all loads POZ IS A PLUS" as he left. I knew that I should probably get up and leave but the meth was starting to take effect. So I waited. It wasn't long before a line began to form, I eagerly took every load that was offered. I'm not sure how long I was there in the sling room or how many guys filled my hole with their juice. When I finally started to come down from the meth climbed out of the sling, put on my clothes, and left the bath house. I felt so trashy when I walked into the day light, like everyone knew what I had just done. Not to mention that there was a wet place on the ass of my jeans where some of the spunk had slipped out of my now opened hole. It has been a few months since that happened so I'm not sure what my status is but I did feel like I had the flu about 2 or 3 weeks after it happened. [For the record - be really careful about drug use guys. Drug use can definitely kill you and while a few can manage their drug use, many others can't and you never know which camp you'll be in... Plus, real sluts don't need drugs to be slutty...]

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

Spit and cum are my two favorite forms of lube when fucking a guy.

fuck just getting hotter and hotter

Interesting writing style, I'm enjoying it so far and looking forward to more 😁

I think he's studying the three guys next to him. Trying to decide whose ass he eats first.

Yep. I wasn't the hairiest or biggest down below, but I had pit hair way before most guys I knew ever did. Then, by my 20s, I was pretty fuzzy all over.

SIR , YOU have captured my existence completely, love to feel you hands around my neck

i too can only offer a bottom perspective. For me, it’s more the idea and intent behind a Top pissing in or on me (ideally in). i’m not all that into smells, I even seem to be a rare guy who likes when a Top wears a light cologne, but for me piss is about Him marking or impregnating His territory, not me smelling rank. i love having a gaped hole that looks obviously used for the same reason, it’s like having His signature on and in me.

I get fucked spontaneously all the time by BBRT and most often in airports. Although Inwould like to bring lube, often i dont have one small enough to go through security. So I usually lube up with spit right before the guy meets me, and then I do it some more during the encounter. It is a little rough but gets the job done. Works well for that quick meet in the single lockable family or handicapped bathroom in most airports in the US. Private, and usually big enough for a good fucking. The. i get to go on the plane with a load inside me or get to push it out if he wants and eat it in front of him. So yeah... Spit works well! 🙂

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

Part 8 Over the years I have been consistently surprised by the number of apparently straight guys who have sex with guys and even more so by the number of straight guys, including those in relationships, who have been happy to fuck without condoms. I've also been surprised by the number of straight guys who have made the first move and even more so by how many straight guys take it up the arse. In the mid nineties I was working for a very large distribution company in North London. The workforce was predominately male including almost all of the drivers and, although I was quite discreet, the guys mostly all knew I was gay. I never really had any problems, despite the male dominated, macho culture of the time, and being known as gay led to quite a few horny encounters. There was quite a bit of rationalisation going on at this time and a few of the depots had closed which meant a number of us were moved around and I was moved to a different location. I got on quite well with the lads on my shift and concentrated on getting on with my work. One night I was working late cover in the office with one of the lads on my team. Two of us had to work late cover each night and I was quite often on with Jeff. Jeff was a typical straight lad, blond, late 20s, into cars, football and girls and played on the works five a side football team. He had been quite friendly when I joined the team and had helped me settle in and I got on well with him. That evening he told me that the guys on the team had heard I was gay and asked me if it was true. I said it was and Jeff nodded. We talked about other things for a while and towards the end of the shift, the conversation turned towards sex and Jeff was telling me about his girlriend and how much he enjoyed it when she sucked his cock. I had a good idea where this was leading and sure enough a litle later we were in a quiet corner on the top floor of the office. Jeff unzipped his trousers and pulled them down to his knees along with his underpants. His cock was hard and he sighed and closed his eyes as I got down on my knees and began to suck him off. He had quite a nice sized cock and surprisingly big balls and I enjoyed sucking him very much. After a while I could tell he was getting close and he told me he was going to cum. I kept sucking him and soon I was rewarded with a mouthful of cum. When Jeff had finished cumming he pulled up his pants and grinned at me. He asked me if I would be up for doing it again and I said yes. I sucked Jeff off regularly after that when we were working late together and as far as I knew nobody at work was any the wiser. One night after I had sucked him off Jeff asked me if I would be up for doing the same for one of the other lads. I looked at him he quickly assured me he had not told anyone about what we were doing. He said that one of his mates on the five a side football team, Craig, had told him his long term girlfriend wouldn't suck his cock and Jeff was fairly sure from the conversation they had had that Craig would be up for me doing it. I was hesitant - I didn't really want word to start getting around the depot, but I was definitely up for sucking Craig - he was also in his late 20s, small, dark haired with an amazing arse and I had always thought he was really fit and so, slightly against my better judgement, I said to Jeff that I would be up for it. The following week, Jeff told me that Craig was going to come in towards the end of our shift. I had already sucked Jeff off and swallowed his cum when Craig arrived and soon Craig and I were in the same quiet corner on the top floor of the office. Craig had not said a word since he arrived and his face and neck were brick red. I could tell he was up for it though from the bulge in his trousers and he didn't stop me as I got down on my knees, unzipped him and pulled his trousers and pants down. He looked at me. "Suck my cock," he said softly. His cock was semi hard but I could tell it was a really big one and soon it had reached its full size and Craig was giving little grunts as I sucked him . I was really turned on at getting to suck this fit straight lad's cock and I enjoyed every minute of it - Craig's cock was much bigger than Jeff's and the load he shot in my mouth was one of the biggest I had swallowed in a long time. When he had finished cumming, Craig leaned back against the wall and then mopped his brow with his shirt. "Thanks," he said "I really needed that." I was now regularly sucking off two fit straight lads and enjoying every minute of it. I had hinted to Jeff that I would be up for going further but he wasn't really interested - he just liked having his cock sucked. I was soon to learn, however, that Craig was up for going a bit further. One time I was sucking Craig's cock and I had my hands on his arse and he didn't stop me as I began to rub my finger gently up and down his arse crack. I kept sucking him as my finger found his damp, sweaty arsehole and I began to push it against his hole. He grunted and filled my mouth with cum as my finger went up his hole. He never said anything as he pulled his pants up and the next time we got together he let me finger him again and then, to my surprise, he turned round and pushed his arse out. "Lick me," he said. I pulled his arse cheeks apart and soon my tongue was right up his hairy arse hole. I rimmed him for a while and then I stood up. He didn't move and I began to rub the head of my cock against his wet hole. I pushed a little and he didn't resist. I pushed again and the head of my cock went into his hole. He pulled back then. "No way," he said. "Not here." This was getting very interesting and a week or so later Craig came round to my flat after we had both finished an early shift. He seemed more relaxed out of the work situation and soon I was down sucking his cock. After a while I motioned to him to turn round and he didn;t hesitate. He pushed his pants and trousers right down and bent over, pulling his cheeks apart and exposing his hairy arsehole. I pushed my tongue up him and began to lick him as he moaned softly. I rimmed him for a while and then stood up. Craig reached round and took hold of my cock, pulling it towards his arse. I rubbed my cock against his hole a few times and he moaned again. I had some lube and I took some and rubbed it on his hole. I wondered if he would ask me to use a condom but he didn't say anything as I pushed my cock slowly up his arse. He grunted as I pushed all the way in and then I began to fuck him. I couldn't quite believe that I was up Craig's arse and that I was doing him without a condom. I knew I wouldn't last very long so I fucked him slowly at first and then began to fuck him a bit harder before shooting what felt like a massive load right up his straight boy arse. When I had pulled out he turned round and I sucked him off. I met with Craig quite regularly after that and each time I fucked him, came in his arse and then sucked him off. By the time we both moved depots a year or so later, Craig's girlfriend was expecting a baby and they were getting married later in the year. He never referred to what we were doing and never got undressed or came into my bedroom - we always fucked in the living room, pants down at our ankles and when we were finished he would pull his pants and trousers up and leave to go home to his girlfriend. He never mentioned condoms. I had a similarly surprising and horny encounter with a guy I would have said was totally straight at a family wedding not long after I had split with my long term partner. One of my cousins was getting married in north Yorksire and I travelled up for the wedding and decided to stay a couple of nights and spend some time exploring the town and its surrounding countryside. At the wedding I was seated at a table with one of my other cousins and his wife and another couple, who were relations of the bride and lived nearby. I learned in the course of the conversation that Thomas and his wife had two young children and they had got a babysitter so that they could enjoy a night out at the wedding. I got on fine with Thomas and his wife and the conversation flowed easily. Thomas was in his mid 30s and was quite an attractive guy in a very ordinary straight looking kind of way. I had the feeling, however, that Thomas was flirting with me, especially when we went to the bar together to order another round of drinks for our table. Later on I was in the toilet having a piss when Thomas came in. He stood next to me at the urinal and chatted as he fished out his cock and began to piss heavily. I couldn't help noticing that Thomas had quite a big cock and that he appeared to have a bit of a semi. He saw me looking and grinned. We had both finished pissing now and Thomas stood back a little and began to play with his cock. I watched as it grew fully hard and he began to wank then we were interrupted by someone coming into the toilet. I was really turned on but fairly sure that things would not go any further - in the evening Thomas and his wife were sitting with some friends and I was with some of my cousins and I didn't really see much of Thomas. Much later in the evening I went to the bar and Thomas was there. He had clearly had quite a few drinks now and, checking that no one was looking, he leaned forward and asked me if I fancied getting some air. I nodded and soon we were outside. The wedding was being held in a country hotel with quite extensive grounds and soon we were walking into the wooded area at the back of the hotel. After a while we stopped and Thomas pulled me towards him. I could taste the alcohol on his breath as we kissed and soon his cock was out and I was down sucking him off. He groaned and pushed his cock into my mouth as I sucked him. After a while he told me he was getting close and pulled out of my mouth. He kissed me again. "Do you like to fuck?" he asked me. I nodded and he grinned and then said "I don't have a condom, is that a problem?" I shook my head and he grinned again. I had totally assumed he wanted to fuck me and I was just about to bend over for him when, to my surprise, he turned round and leaned against a tree, pushing his arse out. I pulled his cheeks apart and pushed my tongue into his arse. I licked him for a while and then spat on his hole a couple of times, pulled his cheeks apart again and lined up my cock. I went up him surprisingly easilly and when my cock was fully up him he bent forward and told me to fuck him. I didn't hold back and I enjoyed every minute of fucking Thomas. It was so unexpected and so horny to be fucking this fit married guy bareback against a tree, his pants and trousers at his knees while his wife and most of his family were nearby enjoying a wedding reception with no idea of what Thomas was up to. I fucked him hard and fast as he gave little grunts and before long I was ready to cum. I hadn't cum for several days and I knew I was shooting a really big load up his uprotected, married arse and I enjoyed every minute of breeding him. One summer I was staying in a hotel up in the north of Scotland and was going out to a meal to celebrate a family member's birthday. I had travelled up the evening before and enjoyed a great night's sleep. I woke up late, had breakfast and then showered. I still had plenty of time to spare and was feeling very horny so I decided to go online and see if anyone was around. I knew that this could be very hit and miss in this area but I got messaged almost immediately by a guy in his late 30s. He didn't have any pictures on his profile but we chatted for a while and he told me he was a farmer and was married with children and had to be discreet. He said he just wanted to be sucked off and would be happy to suck me off too. He send me some body pics and some of his cock and his arse but wouldn't send any face pics. I didn't care though - he sounded like a nice guy and the pictures he sent showed a fit, hairy, stocky guy with a fair sized cock. We arranged to meet and he sent me a post code for the last building in the nearest village and then gave me directions of where to go after that. I set off and soon I was driving through some really beautiful countryside, through villages and past farms and soon my sat nav told me I had reached my destination. I looked at the directions he had given me and carried on deep into the country. He had told me to pull in when I saw a disused white building with a sign on it and soon I saw it up ahead and pulled into a country lane where I was to meet him. There was no one about so I waited a moment and then saw someone coming towards me. He smiled at me and introduced himself. We shook hands rather formally and then he led me into the woods and soon we were kissing and feeling each other up. He was a really nice guy and obviously horny - his cock was rock hard and soon it was in my mouth and I was sucking him off. He said he was close and didn't want to cum yet so we swapped places and he went down on my cock. He sucked me really well and soon I was getting close so I went down on him again. As I sucked him he suddenly asked me if I wanted to fuck him. I said yes and he grinned. "Good," he said, and added "I've come prepared." I assumed he was going to produce a condom but it turned out his idea of being prepared was a small tube of lube. He rubbed some into his meaty arse and bent forward and I pushed my cock up his arse and began to fuck him. He groaned "Oh yeah, fuck me....fuck me!" He was quite vocal, urging me to fuck him harder as I took hold of his hips and began to really fuck him. I told him I was getting close and he moaned "harder, fuck me harder!" I kept fucking him and then told him I was ready to cum and he moaned "Do it, cum in me, cum in my arse!" I began to shoot my cum right into him as I felt his arse tighten around my cock and he wanked his cum out in front of him as I shot a big load of cum deep into his arse. When we had both pulled our pants up we chatted for a while. He told me he didn't get the chance to fuck with guys very often but liked to do it when he got the chance. I told him I had enjoyed every minute of it and he grinned and said he had too. I said I had especially enjoyed cumming in his arse and he grinned again and said he knew he should use protection but he really liked to feel guys cum in his arse. As I drove back through the countryside I thought of him working on his farm and then going home to his family- another married straight guy that nobody would suspect had an arse loaded with cum. Part 9 to follow

Hello gents, D here. Grew up in the oppressive Mormon faith which deemed homosexuality a sin. This led me to have to confess to my bishop the simple single act of masturbating one time! This repression naturally manifest itself into me sexually exploding at 25 and becoming the cumslut superhero I am today. You are told everything you can’t do when you’re Mormon. The confusion of my faith clashing with my overwhelming gay desire as I went through puberty directed me to bury deep my gay self and hope it would just go away. When I finally realized what true bullshit religion is, I found myself so much easier to love and found others did too lol. I started small, but eventually realized how much I enjoyed getting fucked by men. This continues to this day, where I proudly offer my hole to a top when he desires it. I am not a “natural” bottom and it doesn’t come easy to me. I have to prepare and relax and get my hole open and ready for my visitors. But when it is open... I grew up in Las Vegas and while many think that’s great, it wasn’t necessarily so for a gay boy. Pretty conservative actually. I eventually found my way to adult bookstores and then finally the holy grail of gayness, the two bathhouses in Vegas. This is where I was truly born again as a cumdump. My last visit home, I fucked 15 different guys during my visit and most of them came inside me. I really enjoy the sling. Funny thing, one time this ridiculously hot jock fucked me in the sling but insisted on using a condom. I let him because I wanted that cock, but when he finished and quickly tossed the condom on the darkroom floor and left, I picked it up and drained it’s nectar into my gaping hole, where it belonged. Looking forward to sharing more experiences with you all. Now, will somebody please fuck me?

Sorry for the delay in getting back - the holidays got in the way... Before things got too far along, I found my "Anal Intruder Cockring" (a chrome cockring, that has a curved piece of steel and a ball on the end to slip into your ass). You have to get it on before you get hard, otherwise your cock and balls will never slide through the cockring. Looks and feels HOT!!! (And won't fall out like a buttplug!) I had my laptop with me, so I logged in to PornHub to watch some of the hot bareback videos in my playlist. Found a hot one of Tex Davidson at some B & B at the breakfast table in leather. His buddy starts sucking his cock, while the other guests pretend not to notice. (Really? I'd have been down on my knees licking his buddy's ass...) They eventually get up from the table and go into the next room where Tex fucks the shit out him - then fists his hairy hole - Fuck!!!! As much as I would like to imagine being the bottom, the action did start to have a reaction on my dick - with a little help from the Viagra... Seeing Tex's fat cock slide in and out of that hairy ass, I tried to imagine my cock feeling the warm lining of that muscle hole. As the blood engorged my cock, I could feel the cockring getting tighter around my cock and balls - and the steel ball in my hole started to press against my prostate. "Fuck!" I said to myself in the dark cubicle. "Looks like you wanna go fuck some butt!" I said to my dick, as if it had a mind of its own. It'd been awhile since I'd seen my cock that hard, and it started to trigger all those alpha top feelings! The "00" gauge PA stood out proudly, announcing, "I'm gonna rip your ass apart!" I slipped on my leather jock, squeezing my cock and balls through the hole in the front - then snapped on the chrome-studded codpiece - but my cock was so hard, I had to position it straight up - with the head and PA sticking out the top. "Fuck - that's hot!" I said, checking myself out in the mirror. Next was my leather harness, a red and black leather armband (this time on my left arm), and my leather biker's cap. I usually go barefoot at the baths - but, now I decided to put on my red wool socks and black leather paratrooper boots. I lit a Camel and stood there, fantasizing about fucking the hot ass I'd fingered earlier. Before leaving the room, I pumped several globs of J-lube into the leather pouch, and massaged it around my stiff cock. (I love the way Viagra - when it works - makes your dick hard without even thinking about it!!!) Primed and ready, I slid the elastic roomkey ring around my wrist, and headed out the door. The hallway was quiet. I turned to my left to make a circle around the perimeter rooms. As I turned the corner, I ran into Jorge, one of the employees who cleans the rooms, etc. He's a hot, little Latino, with a fat uncut dick. He's fucked me and my bf several times when he's not on duty. And he introduced us to our current dealer - so he's definitely cool with the whole parTy thing. "Hey Jorge! How's it goin'?" I said, rubbing his muscular shoulder. "Great, man! Looks like you're having a good time!" he grinned, nodding at my cock protruding from the codpiece. "Is Pete here?" he asked, referring to my boyfriend. "Yeah - he's here somewhere." I answered. "We got an extra room, just so people wouldn't be wierded out by playing with a couple." "Ohhhhhhh," he replied, still not quite understanding why a couple would want to have sex with strangers. "If you see him - tell him I'm hard, and I wanna fuck his slutty hole!" I grinned, rubbing my hand up and down the codpiece. "Si papi!" Jorge said, rubbing his own packed denim crotch. I continued slowly down the hallway, making sure Jorge got a good look at my leather-strapped ass. I wouldn't mind getting fucked by his fat cock when he got off work! - - - All the doors were shut - obviously cleaned and prepped by Jorge for the next pig. I made another right to go down the back hall - a fairly long stretch of rooms. About halfway down, there was an open door. I slowed down and stopped short of the door. Nice-looking guy laying on the narrow single mattress. Towel draped over his crotch with his hand underneath massaging something. The light was flickering from the TV, obviously a gay porn playing. I moved a little closer, 'til he could see me partially in the door. He seemed a little taken aback by the leather - or maybe it was the PA poking out of my jock. He stopped stroking - usually a signal of no interest. I nodded his way, and moved on, slowly taking in the rest of the small room. A bottle of poppers on the bedside table, a pack of cigarettes, lighter, lube and a small dildo. Not my kind of wild pig - - - but I've been surprised sometimes by the curious... Coming down the hall toward me were two leather guys - probably the guys that Roger had mentioned earlier. They looked a little spun - unblinking eyes, rubbing their crotches, a little unsteady. We gave each other a good stare - they continued on past, but I turned around to get a better look and they were staring back, too. hmmm - might be fun? - - - One more turn down a hallway, and I was done with that floor. So, I took the stairs down to the 2nd floor, each step down forcing the steel ball in my ass to rub against my prostate. Under normal circumstances, I would have taken it easy (fearing a leaky shit or a squirt of piss) - but high on meth and with a clean fuckhole, I surrendered to the pleasure - and took full advantage of being in this sleazy temple of taboo sex! The second floor was a little more active - guys walking the halls in raggedy towels or jockstraps, and actually doing some cruising. There were the usual clusters of party twinks, gathered in small groups, making comments about the bathhouse crowd. I find them somewhat annoying - but I've found that if you can get one separated from the group, they can be turned into a pretty hot, nasty, pig! In fact, Ty, a hot blonde muscleboi, was hanging with his friends in the TV lounge. He grinned when he saw me, so I moved toward him. I put one hand on his butt and one on his shoulder, and leaned in to whisper, "Gonna have some good chempiss for ya later." I knew he wouldn't respond in front of his friends, so I just moved on, but I could hear his friends giving him a hard time about the "leather daddy" who'd just made a pass at him. I turned around long enough to see him blushing like a schoolgirl! Moving on down the hall, I saw a crowd gathered outside of one of the rooms. The closer I got, I started to hear the grunts and moans of some serious fucking! Looking over the heads of the crowd (I'm pretty tall), I could see a young guy on his back, legs in the air, getting fucked by Leroy (one of the regulars at this club). Leroy is a skinny, black guy with a HUGE cock! The bottom was taking it well - obviously used to getting fucked on a regular basis. He had a black leather collar around his neck, and as I scanned the rest of the room, I saw that the collar had a chain attached to it - and the chain led to another young guy in a ballcap. He was too far away for me to hear, but I caught enough to know that he was telling Leroy to fuck the slut. Nuthin' like havin' a lover who forces you to be a fuckwhore!!! I thought about stopping and waiting my turn to try out the slut's hole, but I was on a mission to get my cock in that muscleass I'd played with earlier. I stopped in the bathroom briefly and got a few handfuls of hot water from the sink to drizzle in to my leather codpiece (the J-Lube had started to dry out and get super sticky - and the hot water helped to reconstitute it to its slimy gooiness). One more turn down another hallway, and I was closing in on my goal. I could see the door to "muscleass's" room open, and I was hoping that he hadn't already checked out. Trying to keep my calm, I moved slowly down the hall until I could see a little ways into the room. The pig was still there! He was still in his black jock - but he had added a leather harness. And I had only noticed his amazing ass before, but now I saw that he had an incredibly worked out body. He was laying on his back, legs spread, smoking a cigarette and watching whatever was playing on the small room TV. I moved closer, until I was standing in the doorway to his room. He looked down and stared for the longest time before finally motioning me in. I walked to the side of the bed and stood there. "Looks like you've been having fun," I said. He sat up - his face at eye level with my pouch - looked up at me with big dilated pupils and nodded his head slowly. One of his hands massaged the leather pouch, sending pulsing waves of blood into my already hard cock. The light flickering from the TV reflected on my PA, which he rolled back and forth through the pierced flesh. While he was "getting to know me," I looked around the room checking for toys - and other sTuff. He had some good-sized dildoes tossed in a bag on the floor. And then, there sitting on the plywood cube next to the bed, I saw a little plastic baggie peeking out under a pack of cigarette. I reached down and picked it up. "Hmmmm…. looks like someone likes to party?!" I grinned. "This all you got left?" I asked, flicking the bag with my finger and seeing that there was barely enough for a booty bump. His face remained motionless, but he raised his arms toward me, asking for help getting up. I placed my hands under his armpits and lifted him to a standing position. Shit! He was almost as tall as me (I'm 6'4") and his body felt rock solid. He was a little wobbly on his feet, but he walked the few steps to the door and shut it. Then he placed his index finger to his lips, as a signal to be quiet, squatted down and fished through the bag of dildoes until he pulled out an Altoids tin. He popped it open, and there were at least six more FULL bags of crystal neatly arranged. "Fuck!" I said a little too loudly, forcing him to put his finger to his lips again. "He leaned in close, and said, "I think I'm covered for awhile," followed by a big smile and a grope of my balls.

I was in junior high living in Queens. By my parents place was a big park and I was there once with a gay friend from school. It started getting dark out and he said casually that we should get out of there because around this time the park became very cruisy. At the time i didnt know what that meant and after he explained it to me I couldn’t get it out of my head that men went to the park to hookup in public! One day I told my parents i was going to go for a run, which wasn’t usual for me but I convinced them It was a new thing I was trying out. I remember wearing a pair of gym shorts that had a liner in them to hold your junk in place and a loose tank top. I jogged on over to the park and kept jogging along the paved trails. then the sun started to set and I remember being nervous thinking about all the Law and Order episodes that started with some dumb chick jogging in the park at night and decided to head out of there. But before I did this tall Latino man came out from a wooded trail right in front of me. he was kind of the working daddy type, tall a little burly not muscled or fat just well built. He sized me up, smiled and winked at me then nodded in the direction of the wooded trail he had just came from. i knew I should go but my dick was straining in my shorts and I was compelled to follow him, so i did. He never looked back and kept walking through the path and I just followed trying to be as silent as possible. My heart was beating so fast and my legs were shaking, I remember being so scared but I also never turned away. Finally he reached a large tree and walked behind it. I followed him and he was leaning on the tree rubbing his cock through his jeans. He motioned for me to get closer and I did. Then he took my hand and placed it firmly on his crotch. I had never touched an adult mans cock before and couldnt believe I was now. I started to stroke his hardness through his jeans and it felt think and meaty and warm. Then the man procured a small brown bottle uncapped it and took a few long sniffs from each nostril. He asked me if I wanted some but didn;t wait for my answer and put the bottle to my nose holding one nostril shut with his other finger. I inhaled three long hits of poppers for the first time. My body went hot and I was light headed but I immediately sank to my knees and started to lick the his cock through his jeans. He unbuckled his jeans and out plopped a large uncut brown dick. I remember it was darker than the rest of body. He hit me in the face with it a few times then rubbed its leaking head across my lips. I remember thinking it tasted amazing, sticky and warm and sweet and salty all at once. I opened my mouth and he held his cock on my tongue brining the bottle to my nose again. This time I just took the hits myself in each nostril just as he had and then i was lost. I breathed in his musk and sank my mouth down on that warm veiny brown cock and started sucking. I never took my eyes off his and he just kept nodding says “thats it papi, yeah thats it. Suck my cock papi.” And I did I kept sucking in a trance running my tongue all over his the underside of his veiny cock and sucking the smooth shiny head getting my tongue in his piss slit. Every time he moaned I was exhilarated, I couldn;t belive I was finally doing this, I was sucking cock and it felt so right, so perfect. Then we heard a twig snap and he jumped around to see who was there. Fairly close to us was a black guy, maybe in his 40’s who was also running his dick through his pants. i tried to get up but the man pulled his dick out again and firmly held my shoulder down keeping me on my knees. He made me take another hit of poppers and and then guided his cock back into my mouth. I was freaked out knowing there was someone watching us but the guy i was sucking was definitely stronger than me. i was 5’5” maybe 110lbs of nothing compared to him. So I watched as well as I could from an angle as the black man got closer . I realized he was stroking his dick too and it was very very long, I could’t Tell then how long it really was but now I’m guessing maybe 9 inches. it has a downward curve and his bald were super long too. He got right next to the Latino guy who just took the black mans cock in his hand and stroked it whil i stayed on the Latino guys cock. The black man said “daaaamn” in a real low deep voice, “he yours?” He asked. “No, just found him cruising for dick.” The Latino daddy replied. He kept on with his “yes papi, suck me papi” and between the poppers and the two cocks in my face I relaxed and just let this man enjoy my mouth. He started to thrust into my throat and grabbed my hair. He was fucking my throat now and my eyes were watering and i gagged a bunch with spit flowing out the sides of my mouth down my chin and the black guys kept says “daaaamn” and then Latino guy’s breathing grew more rapid and he thrust harder into my throat. i was getting scared because he was getting more and more rough with my face but I stayed there afraid to get up and run. Suddenly the Latino man grunted hard saying “Yes papi, swallow it. Swallow it” and i felt rope after rope of cum fill my mouth. at first I though oh fuck I have to spit this out but I felt another set of hands, the black guy’s on the back of my head holding me in place and the Latino guy made me hit poppers again while I was drowning in his sperm. So i swallowed it, my head spinning and my jaw aching, but i swallowed it. the Latino guy pulled his cock out of my mouth and wiped it on my face. He bent down and kissed me pushing his tongue into my mouth. “Thanks papi” he said, and then he pushed the poppers into my hand, “there are for you.” He said after he zipped up and walked away. I was going to get up and off my knees but the black man stopped me. “Take another hit of those poppers boy, you got more cock to suck.” I couldn’t believe this was what i was doing. A junior high kid sucking cock for the first time. I loved how slutty i felt, i had swallowed my first load of cum, sucked my first cock and it was an adult strangers in a park. And here I was on my knees about to suck another stranger, some black guy and I was thrilled. I felt so good, so happy, so fulfilled. Right there, staring at that black stranger’s big dick I took another hit of poppers just as he told me to. He said “Daaamn” again as I swallowed my second ever dick. I knew I wouldn’t leave until his load was down my throat too. And I knew that if another man showed up, I’d probably suck him too. That night I got home at 8:30. I had been gone for three hours and i kissed my mom with the same mouth that sucked two strangers off in the park. “Did you enjoy your jog?” She asked me. ”Yeah it was awesome, I’m definitely going for a run tomorrow night too.”

Butt in a sling so U can gauge his reaction to your cock slowly sliding in...

The first time I did this was in Berlin a few years ago. I'd always had a wide variety of tastes in guys and body shapes, but hadn't really hooked up with anyone you could call "repugnant." I was still insanely horny after a night of partying in Berlin - ended up at the Bull getting bred by the hot bartender from Tom's Bar. I decided to take a break from Bull and cruise Hasenheide Park. At this point, it was around 9am. The cruisy part of the park was great - a big field of guys sunning themselves naked, and plenty of woods in the back. I didn't have a blanket, so I just stripped completely naked and sat on the grass. The point was to show off a bit, and see who might be interested. I caught the eye of a few guys and so I headed to the woods. One-by-one some of the guys I saw from the field came to the woods and bred me, including one incredibly hot Turkish muscle dude who flooded my hole. After the fourth or fifth guy left, a man approached who was by every definition "repugnant" - a short troll of a guy. But he had such a horny look in his eyes, so I motioned for him to come over. He then pulled down his pants and pulled out a dick unlike any other I had ever seen - it was wide and grey. The first thing that came to my mind was that it looked like a Nintendo cartridge. But I bent over and he shoved it in my loaded hole. It took him less than 2 minutes to nut up my ass, which was hot. As he pulled up his pants, I felt that intoxicating feeling of both degradation and satisfaction for the first time. That was when I knew I was a true cumslut. I now not only take raw cock and seed from "ugly" guys, I get off on it. To this day, I still jerk off thinking about that trip to Berlin -- not the hot bartender from Tom's or the Turkish god, but that dude with the Nintendo dick.

In the first part of a fantastic afternoon, I had just received two loads from a hung uncut regular FB. He had eaten a lot of our combined juices from my ass and given me a good rimming. I was now home and my hole was itchy for more.... so ... I hopped online. I wanted another load. I cruised a few rooms and was in Niagara Falls room when another semi-regular FB pinged me and said HI...! Dwayne was a character. Funny as fuck and hung and loved to fuck ass. Great combo. He said he was going to be heading home in about 3 minutes and would be passing past my exit. Did I wanna get naked?? Once again - timing can be good or bad. Today was a good day! Dwayne is a very fit handsome, black poz daddy. He has a monster thick 11" cut cock. This cock has it's own address it is so big. He is naturally smooth, and shaves his pubes and balls, which makes his cock look even bigger. And this guy knows how to use that big tool. He has amazing hip action and is in no rush. He likes to take his time and fuck. The sessions are typically a couple of hours and lots of cum. Due to our schedules, I hadn't seen him in a couple of months and was looking forward to a romp. He really likes porn with Daddy types sucking and fucking one another. He particularly loves black guys fucking white guys.... he says it reminds him of us... two daddy's workin' one another over. But he always gets to top! And he laughs. I found a good movie, got the lube and poppers out and threw a blanket on the bed upstairs. I had left the door open and I heard him come in. I yelled for him to come upstairs and share a smoke with me. He came in, gave me a quick kiss and stripped and said..... "Suck my cock baby..... I've been thinking about your lips for the last 15 minutes. You give the best head". I adore this guy's dick. He is a hot fucker, so it makes it even better. And he and I click when naked. I pushed him back onto the pillows and crawled between his legs. I grasped his balls with my right hand and hefted the almost hard monster dick with my left hand. Then I leaned forward as he held out a popper bottle for me. I took a couple of hits and he pulled the bottle to his nose and looked me right in the eye and winked and took a couple of hits. His eyes never left mine as he put the bottle beside us and settled back with his hands behind his head. I leaned forward and smelled his musk. This man smelled awesome. I leaned forward and started to lick from the base of his cock upwards. I looked up and he was looking down at me with a smile on his face and he nodded. I looked him in the eye as I licked my way right to the top of his dick. He flexed that massive head a few times to make some pre cum ooze from the slit. He raised his eyebrow and winked. I leaned forward and licked the pre cum from his cock very slow. He started to hiss a little and raise his hips. I pulled back off of him to tease him and pulled his balls down with my right hand. That got his attention!! And he smiled. He understood. I was in control of the blow job. Enjoy it. I sucked and licked that beast. I suckled the head with JUST enough pressure to make his hips jolt from the pleasure and pain. He loves it when I get half the cock in my mouth and I stop and then gently squeeze around a little with my teeth. It drives him crazy. He says I am the only one that he lets do that.... because I know how to use my teeth in sensitive/tease mode. Grin. We share hits of poppers as I continue to work his thick cock down my throat. We both know I will be licking his balls soon, with that entire piece of beautiful meat down my throat. And soon enough... that is exactly what happened. I had his entire cock down my throat. I squeezed the length of it with my throat muscles and teased his nerves with some 'humming'. And of course, I had my tongue out and licking his shaved smooth balls. His balls were always tight to his cock base. They weren't huge and I could always put both in my mouth at the same time and it drove Dwayne nuts. I was looking at him the whole, slow entire time. It was very hot to watch his facial expressions as I did things with my mouth, lips, teeth and throat. But suddenly, his eyes flashed. I swear they went a little red. LOL. He pushed me off his cock and lifted me at the same time. I was surprised at how fast he moved, and I was suddenly on my hands and knees and he was pushing my shoulders down. Again today. Second time. I'm lovin' it!! I feel his flat tongue licking around my hole. "Hmm. Somebody has just recently been fucked. Your hole is still gaping you pig. Hot!! How many loads have you got there?" Dwayne was practically 'humming' as well. He started sucking at my tender ass lips. I knew I would be feeling that big 11" sliding into me soon and as gently as Dwayne is with that big dick - it is still a challenge that I enjoy... and... feel. He dove in. He licked and sucked and fingered my hole. "Two. I have two loads there from the same guy." But I was sure that he and I had eaten at least half the loads and I'm betting a whole bunch leaked into my jeans (Part 1). "It tastes fucking awesome dude. I cannot believe my luck. We can use cum for lube". He made sure he ate my hole and opened it and fingered it and soon enough, I felt that plum head snug against my hole. Dwayne has the hips of a stripper. He just starts a slow swivel and some gently pushing and thrusting at the same time. He starts dirty talking whatever is going on with the porn we have playing. "Oh ya baby... look how that bottom's hole is stretched around dude's fat cock. Look how his lips stretch as buddy pulls that big dick out to the edge. Oh ya baby... that's what your asshole is gonna look like in a few minutes... and a groan". Then some more swivel and pushing. I looked at him over my shoulder and took a few big hits and closed the lid. He took it from me and looked at me and smiled and winked and took a couple of hits. Then he just braced himself on his knees while I slowly pushed my hole ONTO his cock. I pushed back on that fucking warm fat tool and could feel the head opening me up. He didn't move. He was talking at me..... "Ya baby. Slide down on Dwayne's dick... take that hard cock into your tight ass. Oh fuck, I can feel the cum from earlier. It is hot and wet. Your hole is so juicy. Ya.. I'm gonna load you up with my babies dude. I am so fuckin' enjoying sliding into this juicy fucked hole." I was so turned on and very shortly that fat plum head was trying to open door number 2 and get up into my guts. We both know I can take it. He says I am his fave fuck because I can take his whole cock. The shape fits my throat and ass perfectly. He was happy and I was happy. I did a couple more hits. it wasn't long before I was pushed back against Dwayne's smooth pubic bone. That whole 11" was up inside me. We paused. He had some song going through his head... a great groove. Those hips rotated. He pulled and pushed and took his time. I rolled my shoulder forward and got ready for a nice slow fuck. And we rode it out for a while. Watching the porn. Enjoying the fucking. Taking our time and enjoying the fuck. "I think it's time I loaded you up with my hot load dude. Whattaya think? Ready to get loaded?" Here's the thing. I mentioned Dwayne's balls were nice and compact and up close to that 11" cock.. but the guy blew buckets of cum. It was amazing how much cum this guy produced. His rhythm didn't change at all, but I felt it. Slow at first. Warmth. Then damp juicy hot fucking warmth and I knew he was loading me up with his hot load of puppies. He reached around and stroked my rock hard dick and leaned onto my back. I squeezed his cock hard with my entire set of ass muscles and he just let out a drawn out groan. I figured he was going to pull me off and that was it but he just kept pumping my ass nice and slow. "Dude. I've been travelling all week and haven't had time to do anything. I am as horny as fuck. I need to give you a second load. It won't take long. LOL". And he kept pumping away and humming his tune and talking dirty and he dumped a second load into me in less than a minute. That is when he rolled back onto his back, and pulled me back onto his chest while impaling me on the monster dick that was still dripping cum everywhere. "Just give me a second dude... I'm not finished" he gasped. Then he pulled that big cork out of my hole and literally dove down towards me ass as he rolled one leg over the other. My hole was totally exposed to him and I felt him gently slide his tongue into my huge wrecked gaping asshole. I pushed his two loads of cum from my ass slowly. I could hear little wet slurping noises and feel Dwayne's long tongue probing my guts. He had shot the first load deep. The second load closer to the edge. So he had a steady stream of cum descending from my dripping ass. He also used his fingers to probe and pull out globs of cum. He shared some with me on his fingers and I realized I could taste the difference in Bob's cum and Dwayne's cum. Hmm... both excellent of course. He really wanted to stay and dump a third load but he had company coming for dinner and he had been on the road all week and needed to get his ass in gear. We've made plans to get together before Christmas. I wonder if I can pull this tag team at different hours off again?????

Daddy’s Cuntboy Part 2 I was in fucking heaven at this point...flying high with my stomach full of Daddy’s piss and cum. I felt my collar’s constant pressure from the pull of my leash as he led me to the sling. He removed my leash and suddenly I felt a slight disconnect from him. Seeing this, he held my chin. “Get on the sling cuntboy.” I climbed on the sling feeling the leather straps against my ass cheeks and back. As I took in the sight of my Daddy’s strong muscular ass framed in leather straps, he moved to the shelves and gathered up a set of wrist and ankle restraints. He turned and came towards me...his cock seemingly leading him towards his prize. He quickly fastened my wrists to the sling exposing my shaved pits. I groaned as I felt his tongue roughly explored my right pit as his hands grabbed my tit ring and pulled. “Fuck yeah! Harder!” I begged as the sensation of my tit being manhandled went directly to my cock. He smiled and moved down to my legs and pulled me forward exposing my strapped cunt as he pulled my legs apart and fastened the ankle restraints and securing them to the sling. I felt his rough hands examine my body. At that moment I was an object for Daddy’s pleasure... nothing more. My body bucked as both his hands worked their way up my calves and thighs towards my cunt. I wanted this man....my Daddy. Then I felt it...fingers gently teasing my cunt lips. I moaned and my body rose offering itself. “Fucking hungry cunt,” he growled. He smiled devilishly as he inserted two fingers in me and explored, “Tell Daddy what you want.” “Fuck Daddy! I need your cock! Feed my cunt!” I begged as his fingers stretched my cunt to prepare me for his cock. “Good answer boy.” “but first I’ve got something more for you.” He removed his fingers and stuck them greedily in his mouth as he headed to the table where the metal container surrounded by the dust of the lines sat. Daddy grabbed the container, walked back and placed it on my stomach. I shivered as the cold metal hit me skin. “Fucking beautiful cuntboy,” Reaching up to one of the chains holding the sling, he pulled off a rubber strap that had been wrapped around the chain. I knew what was coming next. I had never slammed before but we had discussed it. We had agreed that it would be my decision when the time came and he would honor that. He placed his cock in near my mouth. “Boy, we discussed this. It’s your decision. What do you want? Take your time and decide.” I opened my mouth and took his cock as I looked into his eyes. There I was...his hard cock throbbing in my mouth. What could I do?! At this point all I felt was the hunger emanating from my cunt. As he pulled out of my mouth, I moaned, “Please...” Daddy grabbed my restrained arm and wrapped the strap around my bicep. “Relax boy...” Reaching down, he opened the metal box now warm from my body heat and pulled out an alcohol prep packet. With his teeth, he tore it open and spit out the packet’s edge, He then proceeded to gently swab my arm with the alcohol pad. “Cuntboy...” He said reassuringly. “I know this is something new. Daddy’s here and will make sure you will be transformed into the cuntboy you were born to be. I knew from the first time we chatted that this is what you were.” He then reached into the metal box and pulled out an orange capped syringe. Pulling off the cap with his teeth, our eyes locked. I could hear the taps as he worked to remove any air bubbles. “Ready cuntboy? There’s no turning back once this goes in. Look at me boy. I want you to see everything.” I groaned... acknowledging and accepting my fate. “Good boy. Here it goes.” I felt the prick of the needle go in... yet another surrender of my body. I saw him pull back the plunger as the syringe filled with the red tinge of my blood. “That my boy, is your first register.” Daddy laughed as he quickly pushed the plunger with all its contents into my vein and undid the strap. Suddenly I felt it. Everything that I heard about...the scratching throat...uncontrollable coughing and rapid heartbeat. My thoughts clouded as I felt Daddy holding the entry point. My arms, still restrained over my head, allowed the chem filled blood to move quickly down and rush through the rest of my body. Suddenly any panic disappeared and my body was engulfed in hungry ecstasy. Daddy stepped back holding the now empty syringe and tossed it into a bucket and I began to gently buck as the chems intensified the cravings deep in my cunt. After wrapping the rubber strap around his bicep, he grabbed the metal box, removed it from my stomach and placed it on the table. I could see his back muscles flex as he prepped his arm. Turning around, he smiled as he walked back to me with the capped syringe in his hand and stood between my legs. “CUNTBOY! LOOK AT ME! Daddy’s gonna be there with you soon.” Daddy stared intently at my cunt as he pulled off the orange cap with his teeth and spit it out hitting my chest as it bounced to the floor. He tapped and inserted the needle. As he continued examining my cunt, he pulled the plunger back. “Boy...look...Daddy’s blood.” I moaned as I saw the syringe’s contents mix with my Daddy’s blood. Before I knew it, the plunger went in and he tossed it into the bucket joining mine. There stood my Daddy....arm up with his finger over the entry point. He growled. “FUCK YEAH! SLAMMED UP CUNTBOY!” My body’s involuntary bucking continued as my cunt took over. It needed that cock. “Please Daddy! Fuck my cunt!” Daddy stood there holding his throbbing cock looking intensely at my cunt. “FUCK ME Daddy!” I begged over and over. I was now just his chemmed up cuntboy begging for cock. Suddenly he moved forward and I felt his metal tipped cock pressing against my cunt. Slowly he pushed as my cunt lips opened to accept him. “OH God!” I moaned as the pain of his invasion turned into a pleasure I had never felt before. At this point I looked up at the mirrored ceiling and saw myself opened and exposed. With the combination of Daddy’s cock filling my cunt and chems rushing through my body, I lost it. I was now nothing more than a cunt... a fucking receptacle for cock...nothing fucking more! As Daddy’s cock continued its course, his hands moved up past my jock encased leaking cock and took hold of my ringed tits. His hands tugged and pinched as my moans grew louder. “Fuck Daddy! Please!” Then...he was completely in and I felt a pressure deep inside against my prostate causing my cock to jump. “Oh, Fuck Daddy!” Then it began. I felt his cock pull out. Before I could protest at the emptiness in me, a deep growl came out of Daddy as he thrust filling my cunt again. He was a madman making sure his cock took ownership of my cunt. I felt his cock’s rhythmic movement as it hit my prostate with every thrust causing my cock to continue leaking until a large pool gathered on my stomach and began to drip down my side. Seeing the precum, Daddy stopped his thrusts, smiled and gathered it up with his hand putting it to his nose and inhaled deeply. “Mmmmmm...good boy...” His tongue flickered and took up a bit of my fluids. An evil grin overtook him as he reached down and began rubbing my precum all over my face. I instinctively began to lap at his offering and tasting the product of the sexual excitement that he had created. “PLEASE DADDY...FUCK ME! FEED MY CUNT!” I begged as he began to thrust into me again. The sound of his sweaty thighs slapping again my inner thighs filled the room as it mixed with the slurping sound of my cunt trying to hold onto his cock. His thrusts continued hitting my prostrate until I couldn’t hold back. I yelled, “OH FUUUUCK! I’M CUMMING! FUUUUCK!” as my orgasm washed over my body and I collapsed back onto the sling. Daddy continued his fucking...nothing could stop him now from achieving his own release. “Fucking slammed up cuntboy. How’s it feel to be nothing but a cunt...fucking slammed up cunt for cock?!” “Fuck yeah Daddy!” I eagerly responded. “That’s what I am....fucking cuntboy ready to service cock!” As his cock engorged even more than it had been before and filled my cunt, I felt Daddy quicken his thrusting. His breathing grew deeper...Daddy roared, “LOOK AT ME BOY! DADDY’S GONNA FEED YOU!” as he erupted deep in my cunt. I could feel the cum pulsing from his cock as my cunt lips began to milk his cock for every last drop. Staying in to the root, Daddy stood between my legs. I took in the sight of him... my fucking sweat covered Daddy. Daddy slowly removed his cock from inside me leaving only the pierced head inside. I groaned...knowing that I would be without his cock but knowing that his cum was now in me and would be absorbed into my cunt making him a part of me always. Then I was empty. I lay there...marveling at his cock...trying to remember how it felt in me. Daddy quickly freed my ankles and moved to the shelf grabbing a mason jar. Returning, he pulled down my jock and freed my now soft cock. I shivered as I felt his hand on my cock placing in the jar. “Now boy. Give me your slam piss.” Groaning, I let loose of my bladder and exhaled. I heard the sound of the piss rapidly filling the jar until I felt the piss reach my cock head. Daddy pulled the piss filled jar away and placed it on the table. Licking his lips as he returned... he gathered up my cock and balls in both his hands. He smiled... “Like I said before boy...your cock doesn’t matter...but damn!” and took my cockhead in his mouth tasting the remains of my piss. I bucked. Daddy held my balls tightly as my cock began to grow in his mouth,” Oh, fuck!” After cleaning off my cock, Daddy walked around the sling and moved toward my face. As he unchained my wrists, he chuckled, “Time to clean my cock boy. Taste your cunt juices mixed with Daddy’s cum.” I opened my mouth and took him in. The taste of his cum and my juices drove me wild. I began slurping and consuming the remains. He had become a part of me and I was now tasting what I had become... a cum filled cunt. Then I heard it...a groan coming from the doorway... “Fuck Yeah!”