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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

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.

One of my fuck buddies just left after seeding me. He has eight fat inches and makes me feel like a virgin every time he fucks me. He's into incest play and mpreg fantasy. He's the father and I'm his son. He's got a big beard and a deep voice that really works for me. He smoked his pipe while I sucked him hard, then he said, 'present ass, boy.' He fucked me standing up and slumped over me groaning while he unloaded in me. He counted off the months to when I'd deliver his new son, and told me it'd be around Veteran's Day. I sucked his cock clean, then he fed me his piss. It was strong and salty. Then he got in his truck and went home to his husband.

This is my first story and English is not my mother tongue. So if there are some mistakes, please excuse me. Some time ago I went on a local tour of the city's bars with my best friend. A fixed point was always that we in the sling, as the name of the bar looked in and each of us enjoyed ourselves. We ordered a beer and then went into the darkroom, where there was exceptionally something going on. I got on my knees and blew the tail of some guys, my friend let himself be spoiled. Suddenly I heard the guy who blew him go and my friend said too bad he didn't go on. I took the chance, switched to him and started to blow him. At some point my friend said, swap mouth for ass. I didn't get asked twice and turned my ass towards him. His comment was just that it really works and he already started to introduce his best piece into me and fucked me for almost a quarter of an hour. When he came inside me, which was really a lot of cum, it just ran out of my butt. Unfortunately, he left the bar immediately afterwards and wrote to me that he hadn't found anything to fuck and therefore he had left the bar before me. Too bad that I recognized his voice and I knew exactly who was fucking me. A few days later, however, he said that I was very receptive, at least he would have heard.

My first time using poppers was unexpected. I met a short smaller man on Grindr that wanted to meet up and go to the ABs. Naturally I said yes, I’ve never used poppers before but I had known about them, he kept telling on the way over that his poppers were very good and that I would not have a headache. I said, I may give this a try, I was so horny not having cum for over 3 days. We got to the abs and it was a bit empty, we walked to the back where there was a larger room and both went in, he immediately started kissing me and put his hand down my pants and started feeling my cock, I was enjoying the tongue action More that the cock play, soon enough he had my pants at my ankles and I was sucking his hairy brown Latino cock. He precummed all over my lips and I was savoring every drop, he wanted to fuck me and then proceeded to flip me around and spread some lube on my hole. He then tore the condom wrapper and rolled one on, soon enough he was pushing at my hole hard while sniffing the poppers. He was fucking my ass like a man with little to loose, he just wanted to fuck, and I was ok with that. I was moaning loudly while he was piston fucking me, my ass was loving every inch and my cock was rock hard sticking out from under me, he was only interested in himself and I love that while being fucked. My hole is to be used by a man possessed. eventually he pulled out of me and motioned me to suck his cock, I pulled the rubber off and Started sucking furiously, so hungry for his cum in my mouth. He was pumping my face as he braced me against the wall tears and spit rolled down my face and I barely got a second to breathe. I was staring up at him and he presented the little brown bottle to me- I figured I’m here in a stall getting abused like this, fuck yeah, let’s try it. I took a good long whiff and didn’t notice anything, I did notice my jaw and throat feeling a bit more relaxed, my mouth was juicy and there was no more gagging, my head felt light and there was a warm feeling, a hot horny feeling....I sucked that cock and it was slick- there was that thick slick saliva that makes it good for fucking. I wanted him inside me again, I took another couple of popper whiffs and so did he, the wave of extacy hit me instantly, my hole opened up, while he was attempting to get a condom out of the package, I grabbed his rock hard cock and pushed it into my hole in one motion, he immediately said Nooooooo, but didn’t protest, I was riding his BB cock now and he was loving it. He started fucking my and calling me all the nasty names, telling me how much he wanted to breed my Cunt, I was begging for his cock, he then said that he was close and we both did some more poppers while he pumped me full of his seed. He kept his cock inside me and stared fucking me again using his cum as lube and also fingering me, my hole felt wet and I could feel it burn from the rough fingering. He bred me again and pulled out. Made me spin around and suck my ass juices off his dick, I could taste the iron from my blood and the cum with my fluids. My hole was wrecked and I loved it. I was still high as kite and the guy from the next stall punched his cock through the hole in the wall, I wanted to suck him without the wall, so I went over and saw this mid 30’s chubby white guy with a thick cut cock that badly needed attention, I walked over and just sat on his cock bareback and let him use my hole, I took some poppers and gave him some also he was fucking me hard and my buddy had his hardening cock in my mouth again. I was being BB spit roasted while high on poppers by two random men, the buddy in the back then began to breathe heavily and I felt his cock blowing his load into my gaping sloppy ass. He pulled out and I licked him clean. He quickly left- maybe to go back to his wife. My first buddy then went to town running my hole and then quickly fucked me and blew another load. from then onwards I don’t have sex without poppers. I love them, my ass loves them.

I'm known to fire a rope or two; when I'm extra horny it can go quite some distance. But when my ass is filled with cock (or a toy) it's like those muscles are obstructed (by cock I guess) - and instead a jet, the cum just oozes out of my cock like a magma from a volcano; thick, hot and plenty of it. Anyone else experience this? Maybe I need to do more pelvic floor exercises - I love clamping down on a guy when he's inside me and watching his eyes roll back in his head.

Ok this gotta continue. Lord there nothing else to do quarantined and ive got a hunch how its gonna end already

Oh man, I have a full beard and it would be so hot having a top's dick cheese coating it as I went through the day. Anything to mark me as a fag, lol.

fuck just getting hotter and hotter

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

Honestly, that is a nice thick cock, so I can see why vers or bottoms will be attracted. But the fact that you make it explicitly clear you are a bottom, they need to get over themselves and find a top. I despise guys that try to flip men from their desired position.

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! 🙂

@shinelover I’m a vers bottom but I only top if the vibe is there so mostly I want to bottom cuz my ass is always hungry lol. Maybe I’ll just have to top more 😕

Me.. I ad my toxic seed in deep..

Had been taking cock from a family member for a little while but my first anonymous load was age 13 in a nasty, sleazy public toilet near my home. I'd send and heard guys of all ages fucking in there before and new it was pretty much used exclusively for sex. I was hanging around naked in main part of the toilets (not the stall). Before long some guy, probs mid 30's came in. Fucked me raw up against the urinal. After that I went back there daily for about a year. The number of loads I took in that place.

Well, corona certainly killed the sex drive of most of my fuckbuddies. In fact all except one. He has been in self quarantaine just in case for a few weeks after a skiing trip to the north of Italy and has been given the all-clear. He's a horny-as-fuck 30-something vers top. He only bottoms for his "daddy" but tops older bottoms like me. Texted me at work yesterday saying he would be going outside for the first time and needed to breed desperately 😉 Welcum to my hole! We spent a few hours playing and it was clear he hadn't fucked for a while. Was totally worn out afterwards. His MO is to fuck a load in within a few minutes and then keeps fucking until he shoots again. We take a break and then it's back to business. Got four loads from him in 3 hours. Tried to suck out a final one before he left but that was too much. Made me cum handsfree (my fav) when he pounded his 3rd load in.

I spent several years delivering for a building supplier. A few drops led to encounters - mostly just fumbled wanks and quick blow jobs, but this one time was different. That day, I had just the one delivery - my wagon was loaded up with a whole house worth of plumbing - pipe, radiators, a kitchen and three bathrooms. I drove from south east London, right through town to a bungalow in outer west London. It was a hot, frustrating drive and I'd emptied a litre of water down my throat by the time I arrived. From outside, it looked like a decent house - set in the middle of a large garden which was churned up and muddy at the front; but inside was completely empty. There wasn't even a proper floor - a stepladder took us down almost 6 feet to a packed earth floor just inside the front door. I set to unloading with the guy on site. He was about 5'6", my age (mid twenties,) and tightly muscled like me from physical labour. I almost towered over him at 6' dead. It took over an hour to haul everything in and get it stacked, all the while my bladder was getting more insistent for relief. Once we'd finished, he led me over to a couple of folding chairs and put a kettle on a camping stove to get tea on the brew. "Man, think I'm gonna piss myself." I looked around, "where do you go?" He looked around and shrugged, "Usually where I'm standing." He fixed my eyes with his and smirked, then dropped to his knees in front of me, still looking up at me. I started pissing before I'd managed to get my cock out properly, splashing over my jeans and boots before he bent forward to take my stream in his mouth. After all the water I'd drunk, I pissed for England. He swallowed some and let the rest run over his chin and down his chest. As my stream ebbed away, he took my pierced knob head in his mouth and swirled the last drops round with his tongue. I was already half hard, and that quickly brought me to full mast. I'm not the biggest by any means, but my uncut 6.5" with 3mm PA has always served me well. I lifted him off and sat in one of the chairs, opening my wet jeans further and pulling out my balls. He shuffled closer and buried his face in my sweaty, piss soaked crotch, licking at my shaft and balls. His stubble scratched at my shaft and over the crown, until he took me in his mouth and started working my shaft with his tongue. When he started choking on my ring, he lifted his arse and pulled down his trackie bottoms. I reached down, slip a finger along his crack and pushed hard at his hole. He whimpered, and pushed back. My finger sank into him and his arse clenched when he gagged. I kicked him away and stood over him with my boot on his cock, spat on his face. He licked it of his lips. I knelt between his legs and put his boots on my shoulders. My cock, wet from his sucking, bumped his cunt and I pushed in hard. He was tight and dry - it hurt my cock and he screwed his face in pain. I held his arms down and took my time feeling around inside him, until he relaxed around me. I took a few long slow strokes before driving hard and fast. When he started to struggle, I grabbed his throat and picked up my pace. Eventually I had to flip him over and use my extra size and bulk to hold him down while I raped his arse. I had one hand round his throat and the other round his cock and he kept struggling which only made me fuck harder. Then he went stiff, clamped his cunt round my cock and pumped out a great handful of spunk. I pulled my hand out and dropped half his spunk on my cock before plunging back in to his still twitching hole, licked up a wad and wiped the rest in his face. He licked at my hand and sucked my fingers. That was the trigger - I yelled out as my spunk exploded into him. I spasmed inside him until my balls ached and my cock softened in him. We just lay there a few minutes catching our breath. As I relaxed, my bladder started nagging at me and my cock stiffened enough for me to push in before letting it flow. My piss squirted out past my shaft over my balls and up my belly. I couldn't help but start fucking and almost as soon as I'd stopped pissing, I came again. This time, I pulled out and flopped him over to wipe myself over his face. We shuffled around until he could suck me clean properly. Soon, I booted him away again, got up, put myself away and left.

Part 3 - Departing With Style and Sophistication Luca woke and pulled the duvet up around him snuggling in the luxurious bedding of the Four Seasons New York, his feet ached from so much walking and sightseeing. The past three days they had covered the whole of Manhattan island visiting all the hotspots on the must see list. He ran a hot bath and climbed in letting his feet soak a while, thankful that at least he now had seven days of relaxing coming up. Deciding he would get a good book from the library on board and find a quiet part of the ship. Luca finished drying himself and walked back in to the bedroom getting dressed for breakfast, he wandered over to the window and smiled at the view. His room looked out to Upper Bay and Brooklyn, immediately he saw the imposing site of the ship berthed at Brooklyn. The unmistakable red funnel, white and dark blue hull stood out against the grey coloured buildings surrounding the area. This was going to be his first time on Queen of the Seas, having travelled on Princess of the Seas many times growing up. The Queen was much larger and specifically built for transatlantic runs between New York and Southampton. Retaining the elegance of the golden era of transatlantic travel by sea. Luca picked up his key card and left the room to join his parents in the restaurant, greeting them he sat down ordering coffee, cereal and fruit. "What time are we leaving?" Luca asked his parents after having a sip of coffee. Gio looked up "Dranuc are sending a car to pick us up at 11.30 and we sail at 5pm" he replied. Luca looked surprised "A car?" he questioned "they have never sent a car before" he remarked to his father. "We have adjoining duplex suites, apparently that is what they do on this type of journey" Gio said smiling. Luca nodded "Are they different from the Penthouse suites we normally have?" he asked nibbling on his muesli. Sarah chuckled "These have two floors on the aft end overlooking the Duchess Grill terrace" she replied. Luca liked the idea since it sounded like he would have a private quiet area in his own suite to chill out in. Finishing breakfast it was already 10.30am and Luca went back to his room and finished packing. He was downstairs in the lobby at 11.15 waiting for his parents who arrived shortly after. The car arrived promptly and they departed the hotel setting off towards Brooklyn Cruise terminal across the bay. The first taxi arrived just before midday at the terminal, Liam and Oliver stepped out and paid the driver. The porters came over to collect their luggage and take it away for screening and loading on to the ship. Behind their taxi a limousine pulled up and two of the bell hops from the ship dressed in their red jackets, black trousers and red pill box hat immediately approached and opened the doors for the occupants. Hearing their names Oliver and Liam looked in the opposite direction and saw James and Brad exiting from a taxi that had pulled up in front of theirs. They watched Brad trying to get organised which was turning in to a comedy show unsure which bag to carry and which to give to the porters. Sometimes Oliver wondered how hard it was for people to get out a taxi with their hand luggage and travel documents to hand. It was Liam who nudged Oliver and said he was not going to be in the security queue behind Brad. Oliver agreed saying how Brad was one of those that had to go through three or four times as he was so disorganised. The both looked at each other and laughed, it was what made Brad so likeable though. Oliver turned his focus back to the limousine seeing an attractive looking woman in her 40's exit followed by a tall dark very masculine looking Italian gentleman also in his 40's. They both looked at each other nodding to signify they would definitely do him. Liam said they probably had brats in the car as well. Sure enough the woman turned talking to the occupant of the car as they began to exit. Luca was getting his passport out when his mother Sarah called for him to hurry up. Shuffling over the seat and grabbing his ruck sack he climbed out of the limo. "Holy shit" Liam quietly explained almost dying from love. Oliver looked quietly for a moment "Wow" he replied completely stunned "how old do you reckon?" he asked unable to take his eyes off Luca. "Old enough I bet" Liam replied looking at Oliver then chuckling "You are already planning your wedding". Oliver play punched Liam "Fuck off" he said laughing as James and Brad approached them. Oliver couldn't stop looking at the incredibly sexy looking guy. Brad made a quiet woof sound spotting Luca walking with what obviously were his parents. The family walked in to the terminal building ahead of them whilst they debated if he was gay. Inside the terminal building they were directed to priority check-in, both parties taking separate queues. Luca and his parents went straight to the front and started the check-in formalities. The terminal was noisy with hundreds of passengers waiting to check-in. Only the priority queues were being processed, Luca looked across the queues and instantly his eyes clocked the guy who was looking directly at him. Luca pretended he was just glancing and looked in several different directions, hoping to give the impression that he hadn't noticed the guy looking at him. Returning his focus to the check-in agent he afforded himself a little smirk, so gay he thought to himself. The bell hops stood to the side engaging in conversation with the family. Liam prodded Oliver in the side 'check-in' he said and the four of them moved to a desk 3 down from where the family stood. Luca looked over and this time caught Brad's eye, he now guessed that the four of them must be gay and travelling with their partners. It wasn't the first time Luca noticed gay couples travelling on Dranuc Line. Luca looked back at the desk to have his photo taken, god how he longed to be able to travel like that with a partner by his side. Taking his passport from the check-in agent the bell hops escorted Luca and his parents through the terminal. Passing the guys Luca took one last sneaky glance and again clocked eyes with Oliver who had finished his check-in and now discreetly watched Luca. His gaze returned forward as they cleared security and boarded the ship. Their butler Ramon was waiting at the gangway just after they scanned their cards marking them on board, Ramon accompanied them with the bell hops to their suites. Again they were waiting for Brad to finish check-in fumbling around with his passport, they headed to security with Liam and Oliver giggling having got in front of Brad. To their surprise Brad got through security on the first pass of the detector. Proceeding on board unaided until they reached the gangway where Glen the butler stood in the lobby, noticing the yellow priority card being carried by Liam he immediately went over and escorted them to the royal suites. Luca shuffled around the suite watching Ramon the butler unpacking his belongings. Ramon was in his mid twenties, the same height as Luca and he seemed to be packing a very tight muscular body. It was hard to tell through his butler jacket but his body really did look firm and looked after. Ramon was Filipino with black hair and brown eyes, making conversation with Luca unpacking the suitcase asking where he wanted things stored. Luca could have sworn he spotted tattoos on the arms when Ramon reached up to hang his dinner jacket. Luca enchanted by the sweet nature of him shook his head, he stood up and went through the interconnecting door to his parents suite. Ramon had already unpacked his parents cases and poured them a glass of champagne, Ramon appeared and poured a glass for Luca then returned to his duties smiling at Luca on his way out. Luca had a quick look around the duplex that was very similar to his, the lounge, dining area, guest bathroom and butler pantry were all downstairs then a sweeping staircase led to the upper level with the bedroom, main bathroom and dressing room. Just like his suite there was a treadmill for working out that overlooked the expansive windows to the terraces and aft end of the ship. Luca walked back down the staircase to join his parents. Sarah looked up "Okay darling?" she asked putting her glass down on the table. "Yes fine. Just looking forward to relaxing" Luca replied sitting next to her. "Have you heard from Mark?" his mother asked "Is he definitely coming out to Tuscany?". Luca smiled and nodded "Yes, he messaged me yesterday, his flight is booked for the 28th July" he replied. Sarah patted his leg "Good, I will let Rosita know we have a guest for a few weeks". In truth Luca was looking forward more to Tuscany, it had always been a happy place to go when growing up and it was where he learnt Italian over the years. Gio was keen Luca could should speak Italian instead of German or French. He was okay with the language but not fluent by any means. Ramon appeared and apologised for interrupting and informing them that lunch was available in the Duchess Grill. Deciding to forego a big lunch they requested a light pasta lunch in their suite. Luca left his suite exploring the ship, starting from the grand lobby he wandered through the public rooms. Working his way up he came across the library and choose a book that would keep him occupied for the next seven days. Reading the back cover he noticed a set of eyes watching him through the bookshelf briefly before moving along. He continued reading the back cover, his mind elsewhere wondering if was going to get the time to read or was there to be many distractions on board. From what he had seen so far wandering around he decided to take the book. So far he had come across mostly older men with their wives and children, giving his suite number to the librarian he walked out and took a stroll around the deck. After emergency drills were complete Luca and his parents proceeded to the outside aft deck. They joined the throng of passengers mingling and talking making new friends and holding champagne. Dead on 5pm the ships horn blasted three times and Queen of Seas slipped her moorings, the bow thrusters kicked in pushing her away from the berth at Brooklyn. Slowly at first the view of Brooklyn and Lower Manhattan began to fall behind them. Everybody seemed in high spirits and taking photographs of the Manhattan skyline and Statue of Liberty. High from life passengers were talking loudly, Luca spotted the four guys who were laughing and chatting with what looked like two more gay couples. Luca looked up to the sky as the first cooling breeze of sea air ran across his face providing a nice relief from the stifling heat of the city. He couldn't help but study and watch everything Luca did, Oliver was fast finding him an obsession. Oliver's distraction did not go unnoticed by Brad and Liam. Sadly Luca only stayed on deck for 20 minutes then headed back to his suite. Taking his shirt off he opened the balcony doors, being one deck up it actually gave him a better view of New York. Liam nudged Oliver and nodded in the direction of the aft suites. Oliver got his phone out and zoomed the camera in taking a nice shot of Luca half naked gazing away at the distant views. Showered and dressed Luca sat in his parents suite, Ramon appeared with canapes and poured them a glass of champagne. Looking out the windows the New York skyline was getting smaller, his thoughts interrupted by Ramon handing him his glass. Ramon remarked how that sight never get tiring, he looked at Luca and smiled a bid him a good evening then left. Walking to the Duchess Grill restaurant just before 8pm for dinner, Luca opened his eyes in amazement at the gold, red and grey colour scheme of the restaurant. Reserved only for suite guests it had an opulent décor with oversized chairs, the Maître D' escorted them to their table. Situated in a section of the restaurant with only two other tables, one occupied by an American couple, the other set up for four persons but yet unoccupied. Luca sat facing inwards so he could see the rest of the restaurant from his position, the round table was large enough to seat six comfortably so the three of them had plenty of room. Luca busied himself reading through the menu trying to decide what to have for dinner. Oliver greeted the Maître D' who escorted the four of them over to their table. Immediately Oliver smiled hoping their direction was the table next to the cute guy, he didn't need to hope. The Maître D' and waiters came over pulling the chairs out, Oliver took a seat facing directly towards Luca. Brad passed Oliver and muttered 'so obvious' then chuckled taking his seat. The four of them said good evening to Luca's parents. They responded and Luca looked up from the menu starring straight at Oliver, almost sure his face went bright red feeling flushed. Great he muttered under his breath returning to his menu. "Luca, manners!" his father exclaimed. Luca looked up at the four sitting opposite him "Sorry father, good evening" he politely said. Annoyingly his parents started engaging in conversation with the guys. Luca listened to them talking, his eyes though were focused on Brad who he had not noticed before now. Strange how he thought of Mark, there was a striking resemblance between them both in looks and mannerisms. The conversation paused to order dinner then quickly resumed with James taking the lead. The conversation flitted between how many voyages and where to and proper introductions were made. It mostly went around the usual topics that Luca had been through so many times on board a ship when meeting new people. It didn't take Luca to focus back to Oliver who kept taking secret glances at him, Luca found it amusing and didn't mind at all since this Oliver guy was actually pretty attractive. "So is this a business trip or a holiday?" James asked Gio. Gio smiled "Pleasure trip for Luca, he has just graduated from university" he said proudly. "Congratulations Luca" James said which was echoed by the other three men. "We must have a drink together sometime and toast your success" Oliver chipped in. Half expecting dinner to be uncomfortable he was pleasantly surprised that once food was served the fleeting glances from Oliver stopped. Instead it was his turn to study the four men carefully, convinced they were definitely gay he was actually warming to them the more they spoke. After dinner Luca's parents were heading off to the Duchess Room to listen to the live band, Luca decided to head back to his suite and retrieve the book then find somewhere out of the way to sit and read for a while. Politely he said good night to the guys and went on his way. Brad turned to Oliver "$100 whoever nails him" he said quietly smirking. Liam nearly choked on his water "Don't be silly, $1k at least. You see how hot he is" he replied chuckling. Brad put his hand out towards Liam and James knocked it out of the way "$5,000 if I stealth him" he intervened. Liam shook his head "No, how about $10k who ever gets him in bed without a rubber?" he suggested. Oliver laughed "You might as well pay me now" he said as they shook hands agreeing their wager. Brad sat back in his chair and smiled "Game on" he said picking up his glass of wine. "Considering there is little else worthy of our attention" Liam said quietly looking around "game on". James chuckled "Target acquired" he said agreeing "what if he is isn't gay?" he then asked. Liam laughed "I am sure if all else fails Brad will rape him" he said in a hushed tone. Brad smiled "Yeah, would love to feel him squirm and wriggle trying to escape me". "Enough" James said staring at the three "Fair game, no forcing and no drugging Brad" he said. "What do you mean?" Brad asked all innocently with puppy eyes. James rolled his eyes "I know you brought some on board in the eye drop bottle" he explained smiling. "Dam" Brad said smirking "I didn't think you noticed" he burst out laughing. Oliver put his napkin on the table "Just remember his parents are on board as well" he said warning them. Liam chuckled "And after the winner we all still get to breed him at least once". "Absolutely" James replied "not letting this cutie pass by without dipping in". Brad leaned forward "What is your plan of attack?" he asked the guys. Oliver stood up "That Brad I am not telling any of you" he said smiling watching the others stand up. Leaving the restaurant Oliver on one hand was already trying to formulate a plan to get the sexy young Luca in bed. On the other hand no one had ever made his head turn in this way before, doubting if what they done was a good idea Oliver left the guys who went to the theatre whilst he found the Balmoral lounge, a nice quiet bar.

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.”

What is the policy regarding adding reactions to posts? I seem to be getting the "You cannot add any more reactions today" message more and more lately, where I never got it before. I don't feel as though I'm reacting more lately than I have before...

grade 9. i had gotten into sucking guys off in cruise restroom under the stall or guys who would come right into my stall and use my mouth or bend me over and fuck me right in there. I had a man using me in my stall and he took all my clothes off including socks and gt me to suck cocks under the stall while he ate my ass and fucked it. then he told me to turn around n ride the cock I was sucking.it was hard for the guy to fuck me (I hadn't mastered that move yet so he got me on my back on the floor and slid the lower half of my body under the stall and I got fucked like that for a minute or two then the guy blew his load in me and left me his email lol. that was the first load I took in my ass without ever seeing the guy and I loved it right away. that's also the first time a guy told me I was a "natural born cumdump" he's also the guy that told my uncle I was taking loads in the public restrooms and whoring myself out online as a bareback bottom.thats when he knew I was ready to get trained to be a pussyboy cumdumpster. he said he knew it was only a matter of time before I became a slutty little powerbottom

Lets plan something for a group of poz or poz chasing bottoms. Then we can advertise for toxic tops to come by to breed. I will host or get a suite at a hotel in SF or San Jose. Who’s interested?