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Years ago...like probably 7 or 8 years ago... I had finally succumbed to my need for cock and cum. At the time I was in my mid-30's, married with 2 boys, decent looking furry guy, bearish, 5'10" 170# and nice fat 7" bone that blasted big loads. And I was (and still am) a minister in an evangelical mega-church. Not a well-known one and small in comparison to alot of them. My slide into gay sex started like alot of guys like me - checking out dick pics, then porn, then furtive hook ups in parks and tearooms far enough away from home not to be recognized. I loved nothing more than sliding my lips over a fat dripping cock sliding through a hole in a cubicle or toilet stall or porn store booth. I progressed from fucking with condoms to fucking bareback as a top. The first raw fuck I ever had was with a legal high school kid in a public park. He watched me walk into the wooded area behind the toilets and followed. He was about 5' 8, br/br, buzz cut and smooth torso. No six-pac but fit and firm. I stopped about 50 yds into the trees and pulled out my hardening cock. He wasted no time, stripping off his shirt as he approached me and sliding his board shorts off as he stepped in front of me. So young and smooth and oozing sex. I wanted him...bad. We started making out, sucking each others cocks, he started feeding me poppers. When I was flying and moaning like a whore he flipped around and backed his sweet hole onto my bone - all the way to the root in one swift motion. His ass was so firm and round and fuckable. And it was cummy. I didn't realize it at the moment. His hole was just slick and warm and I was so buzzed on poppers I didn't give a fuck about rubbers. I pounded his sweet hole. Pulling almost all the way out and pushing back in. Speeding up and slowing down. Grinding in circle. He was moaning and spewing more filthy talk than I had ever heard. "Breed me. Rape my boyhole. Make me your bitch. Pretend I'm your son and your forcing me to take it." Making it last until I couldn't hold back I blasted cum up in him for what seemed like a full 5 minutes. Cum was dripping out of his hole. I stayed in him and kept fucking til I slipped out. He spun around and cleaned off my cock. He was still hard and dripping. As he cleaned my cock, he started tongue-washing my balls. He turned me around and in my poppers/post orgasm haze I didn't resist. He passed me the poppers and started eating my ass. I hit the brown bottle hard. Fuck. I had never felt so good. His tongue pushed deeper and deeper into my hole. He added a finger then two. I hit the poppers hard again, pretty sure I knew what was coming but I couldn't stop it. He stood and placed his hard cock at my hole just as a wave of poppers rushed over me. He pushed in slow and steady . I moaned, "Fuck me, boy! Fuck me." And he did. He started slow but sped up quickly. His cock banged my prostate hard and my cock popped back up. He pounded for I don't know how long. I was blissed out and could only feel his cock and his hot torso against my back. At some point my cock exploded and I was shooting jizz onto the ground without touching myself. He straightened up, grabbed my hips and moaned, "I'm breeding your hole. Take my load. Take my babies faggot." And he came up my ass pulse after pulse. His cock pushed deep into my body. I was letting him. Begging him for it. Hitting the poppers again. I felt like I was one with some part of myself I had never experienced before. The kid shuddered a few times and his cock slipped out of my ass. Before I could recover enough to turn around he had his shorts up and was heading out of the park. My ass was dripping cum as I watched him moving off and all I could think was, "What did I just do?" and "Fuck, I want more....now." He had left the poppers behind and as I dressed myself and caught my breath, I decided it was time to head to the porno store the next town over. I got back to my car and there was note on the windshield. It read: "Hey dude, great fuck. Loved taking your load. Just so you know, I already had three loads in my hole when you fucked me and I have HIV. And no meds. Enjoy the gift faggit." (more to cum)

Chapter 1: My Backstory Growing up I had a terrible childhood. Both of my parents were abusive towards me and degraded me every chance they got. School wasn't any better. I was picked on for being smaller than the other kids my age. Girls would laugh at me and the boys kicked my ass every chance they got. I guess my testosterone levels were low because I had a feminine voice even after hitting puberty. My penis didn't grow hardly any after puberty. At 16 I got a job at one of the local fast food restaurants. Luckily it was within walking distance of my house. My manager was a cool guy. He seemed to take an instant liking to me. One evening as we were closing up my manager Bill came up behind and just barely touched my back and I fell down in pain. He knew something wasn't right so in front of a couple of other employees he had me lift my shirt and that's when the abuse I had suffered for so many years came to light. He immediately called the police on my parents and they were arrested within the hour. Having nowhere to go Bill asked the police if it was ok for him to watch over me. They saw no problem with it. That night after arriving at Bill's house he had me tell him everything. My home life, school, and any other thing I could tell him. After telling him everything I sobbed like a little baby. He gave me a hug and said everything would be ok. He did tell me he was gay and asked me if that bothered me. It didn't. I was just thankful for him for saving me. A couple of weeks went by and I was withheld from school so I could heal. After taking time off from work and school I was beginning to heal up. One day during my healing process Bill received a letter saying my parents would be on trial the following week. Honestly I didn't want to see them again but with Bill's help I was able to testify in court. My parents were both found guilty on several charges and sentenced to 40 years a piece in prison. At the end of the trial there was an emergency hearing to determine where I would now be living. Bill stepped up and said he had no problem with me living with him. The court asked me if that was ok and I said yes. Also on the courts suggestion I was to be immediately pulled from school for my own protection. Normally that's unheard of but seeing that the teachers at the school weren't willing to protect me then there was no other choice but to pull me out. As we left the courthouse Bill asked me if I would call him Daddy now. Being naive I didn't realize what this would mean in the future. I agreed to call him Daddy from now on. Looking back it seemed only right. As we drove home he told me that I didn't have to work at the restaurant any longer. My job was to take care of our home and him. I just nodded my head and said Yes Daddy. Daddy took really good care of me and his friends seemed to like me as well. I was definitely enjoying being a Daddy's Boy. When my 18th birthday rolled around Daddy asked me what I wanted. I was so grateful to him already for being my Daddy that I innocently told him that all I wanted to do was please him forever. Daddy took this in a whole other way. I was about to find out that Daddy had been grooming me for the last two years to truly be his boi.

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.

Sorry about the wait. Part 3 – Embarrassing Confessions “What do you think?” Mike asked me, “I’d have preferred bigger” I jokingly remarked ending it with a wink. Mike just smiled at me, a glint in his eye. “While you’re down there do you care to see what the host has wrapped? Remember no peeking before the fun begins” He said a smile spread along his face. I didn’t need much more convincing as I eagerly got down on my knees, placing my hand on his crotch, “Not bad” I remarked with a cheeky smile. I started rubbing it, resisting the urge to remove the briefs. My face slowly moved closer and closer to his big beautiful bulge, while he placed his hands on the back of my head. The urge to taste what was about to come grew; unknowingly I started to inch close, my mouth watering at the thought of his taste and the feel of his cock on my tongue, my mouth opened. I got closer my mouth just 3mm away from his bulge when Mike grabbed my hair and pulled me back. “Now now, no need to rush” he said with a grin as he stepped back, “there will be more time for that later. We best not leave the guys waiting”. He guided me through to a larger dimly lit room where a group of at least 20 guys were standing around talking, but as soon as I walked in the conversation stopped and they all stared at me as I followed Mike to an area where only 11 guys stood. It was then I noticed that some of them had the same colour cockring bands (white) while others didn’t (blue); Mike quickly whispered in my ear “so what do you think? You excited to be one of tonight’s offerings?” I looked around at the group of guys who were here to use my hole the way it deserves, Some well-toned, others kind of chubby or skinny, all of different ages and races. I noticed some had tattoos, but the room was too dim to tell what they were. I couldn’t hide my eagerness and beamed a smile at Mike “I think this is going to be hot” He smiled at this “and looking forward to all the gifts these guys are going to give you? And please say your response loud enough for the group” he said in a much louder voice. The other offerings smiled, I guess they to also got this question and gave the same reply. I take a moment,, took in a breath and let out in a loud voice “I CAN’T WAIT TO GET THE GIFT FROM ALL THESE GUYS THAT I’VE BEEN WAITING FOR! I’M A NO LOADS REFUSED TOTAL BAREBACK CUM DUMP AND NOTHING WILL MAKE ME NOT TAKE ANY OF THESE GUYS LOADS!” I leant forward slightly panting, face red from the excitement and the lack of breath the silence broken by a loud cheer from the guys who’ll fill my hole with the occasional “Of course you want our gifts” and “don’t worry son that ass is in good hands”. Mike smiled at my reply and told me to stand with the others. As I walked to them I noticed the wall they were standing in front of had large holes in with 11 A4 frames that were empty over each hole with a letter in each frame; P, B, R. I could see which hole was for me as just above those frames were A5 face pictures.

Becoming the King Chapter 2 of the Royal Poz Fuck Gang So, our next story in this sordid tale begins a long way from the smoke filled room of our first. It wasn’t my intention to start a group of men in the Northeast of the United States who loved to stealth and poz fuck neg holes until they were imprinted with our DNA - but this the very true story of how I got notoriety in New England to become King of the Poz Fuck Gang. I don’t think anyone who was working can forget when the period experts dubbed the “Great Recession” began after the 9/11 attacks. I had left my service in the military simply because I am not someone who can take orders from others. I like to dominate aggressively socially and sexually. Many would call me lucky that it came off so naturally that I wasn’t court martialed and got an Honorable Discharge when I informed them I was leaving 3 years ahead of my 6 year submarine contract to the Navy. So I found myself in Providence, RI in a time where there are literally more businesses foreclosed and ‘for lease’ compared to how many were actually open for business. In a state that was known for having 86% of a single town called Central Falls depending on food stamps and unemployment at the time, how was I to make money? A roommate suggested becoming an escort and I laughed thinking it ridiculous and even if I was a lean 5’11” black man with a 8.5-9 inch uncut thick dick - how was I to stand out and attract attention in such lean times? Well, it turned out that my practicality, thoughtfulness, and reasonably priced services - the majority of which were non-sexual - is exactly what made me stand apart. The story of how I wound up pozzed after I left the military is a huge and (I assure you) incredibly fucking hot story in itself but I wanted to say after my uncertainty of what to do being knocked up with such a strong strain of Poz jizz, what to do with myself. I had decided I would be knocking up guys who paid for it, but whether or not they knew my status was another matter. Knowing the risk of an escort breeding you who fucked all time (at least hypothetically) should be enough to make anyone who really cared not take the risk. Straight out of the gate, my new profile as an escort caught one fucking hot fish. Older gentleman, mid 40’s - early 50’s, and Captain of a Fire Department. I couldn’t believe my luck at all. He was muscled and in amazingly great shape. The picture of his ass combined with the description of his submissive sexual personality during raw sex was like pure Cat Nip for me. Something about older white men who loved being submissive bottoms, not the highly-reactive, throwing their ass back types (though there’s nothing wrong with that kind of bottom) - something about them I cannot resist though. I told him as much and even said if he wanted a regular fucking and breeding I’d cut him a lower rate so it can be every single week until his husband came back from school. Oh! I never mentioned he was already in a relationship? Yeah, turns out long-distance and gay men doesn’t mix well for a monogamous relationship. Like you didn’t see that coming? He only wanted hung black total top dick for his little hungry white boy cunt hole and I was more than happy to deliver since he was neg and spoiling to get impregnated. We set the date, time, and roleplay scenario. I’d make it an arrangement he would never forget. His house was in the woods, I remember it being a hilarious point he felt the need to make that even though it was a bit removed - I did not need to worry he was a serial killer or something like you read about in the paper about guys who meet someone from Craigslist, only typo discover they were some deranged type bent on punishing someone giving into their carnal nature. I just laughed and said he’d find out like a few other guys how much more crazy a black guy could be, so I wasn’t worried. Pulling into his driveway I saw a lovely house that I could tell would be even more impressive on the inside - his text said the left sliding glass door was open to a guest bedroom where he would be on his knees ass perfectly spread apart and bent over waiting for me to lube up with the Gun Oil and slip into him while he sniffed poppers. Sure enough he was as amazingly sexy as his pictures. It turns me on that much more when a hot guy pays for sex, and just because he knows what he wants and it has to be a specific quality - so much so that it makes paying for it worth it. Do you want to have awful sex for free? Or pay for what you know will be good even if you’re hot or not? He knew the right answer and for that I was going to plunge that hole full of BBC and cum for as long as he could handle it. As I closed the sliding glass door and locked it - I could hear him sniff some poppers as he arched his back more-so to what would probably feel like the ideal position for entry to him. I love bottoms on poppers. They don’t just want to get fucked by raw cock, they NEED it and crave it to a degree they give up their holes so well I can see why truly dominate men can’t help but refer to it as a pussy. This was no exception. As I saddled up next to him and dropped my sweat pants to the floor, he turned with a bandanna covering his eyes and sucked my dick. Feeling it was already massively hard (thanks to some viagra for bottoms who can really take a beating) he instantly started deep throating. I think he might have got it all the way down twice…maybe three times before he knew his throat had taken all it could handle and he went back to facing the bed and spreading his legs while resting on his knees for the fuck that would change his everything. I got on my knees poised just behind him, my uncut 9 inch dick so rock hard it throbbed a bit and I could see each vein sticking out like someone had ran a highlighter over it to be more noticeable - I carefully pushed that wide head into his receptive boy cunt. Being years younger did not stop me from feeling very much the daddy in the sexual dynamic with older white men. I loved when they would be my “boy” and just take my dick the way I instructed. Some need a certain position or want their input to matter - and those aren’t the ones that I go for. The ones that obey without question or hesitation and can instantly comply I delight in fucking for as long as their little holes can take it. Especially if they can be loose and open - tight guys never did it for me. Big dicks feel like every hole is a tight one, so only loose ones feel good. AND BOY DID HE FEEL GOOD! It was not even five minutes into entering him I was getting into the ‘slap,’ ‘slap,’ ‘slap,’ rhythm of my hips hitting his cheeks, my cock ramming balls deep, and my balls plowing greedily against that bare skin while getting closer to unloading - and I knew I’d breed this white hole until I knocked it up. I was not medicated and never will be until I am falling apart at the seams. “My God,” He whispered breathlessly, “Oh. MY! GOD!” The scream was so genuine and indicitative of his hot time after 40 minutes into it I blasted a huge wad of jizz right up his submissive white cunt but stayed rock hard. “Think you can take me plowing that sweet ass til I cum a second time?” I asked him knowing he had to feel the large pulsating jets of cum I launched one after another into him. He whimpered with each “smack, smack, smack,” that was deliver against his bareback skin. “Daddy,” he sobbed softly - almost desperately, “please fuck me again soon but I can’t take more now. Oh fuck!” I was probably going to need to have someone over who wanted to lie down on their face, ass open, and just take me fucking and breeding them for a few hours to get this hard on under control if he couldn’t take a few more loads from me. “It’s alright sexy,” I said soothingly as my cock coated in a sheath of my own cum slid in and out of him pulling on his ass when I withdrew it. “Fuck this will be so hot having you breed me until my husband gets back. I just don’t want anyone to know I was being unfaithful. He’s a good fuck but I am just such a slut for BBC if he’s not around I’m going to need it from someone else,” he confessed. “No complaints here,” I assured him with an inner smile. Cheaters deserved getting their little holes knocked up. I doubted it would take more than one or two tries to get him pozzed. I wondered if he’d get the fuck flu or just find out. Turns out it was only the one time to impregnate his little white cumdump hole. He paid for another raw fuck, but he got sick just a few days prior and suddenly said to me he could not meet up anymore. “Why can’t you meet up for draining my dick with that sweet ass made for BBC?” I asked innocently. “I’m sick Daddy…maybe when I’m not I can see you again.” he offered as his only response, but he and I both knew - there’s no cure to this cold so I would not be seeing him again and his husband was in for a surprise. I wondered to myself with some amusement - if he would stealth his bf when he got back from college or if he’d tell him and because he’s horny like most of us black guys he’d fuck his poz hole without a care in the world.

good news everybody! I just got fucked and took a load from the tenth guy who I absolutely know for sure was homeless. he fucked me in an alley right off Yonge street downtown. I get set up with him by another homeless guy that fucks me on a regular basis. he told the guy he would get me to let him fuck me in exchange for the guy sharing his t with him. he said when the guy asked him what I wanted he was surprised I take homeless guys for free cause all I care about is getting the loads. the new guy fucked me behind a trash dumpster while the regular kept lookout and they switched after the guy shot his load in me. after they were done the new guy said he wants to fuck me again soon and he might have one or two other guys that would fuck me. average guy, average cock, big load. the regular guy is bigger and really thick.

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.

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 dribble so much pre-cum when I am getting fucked that tops sometimes think I have shot a load without letting on. My belly will be sopping wet with it. Although it isn't just when I am getting fucked. Last fall, I was blowing a guy. He was lying down, and I was lying on my side between his legs. He had moved one of them in close, so I was basically humping his leg. At one point, he groaned for no obvious reason. I asked what was us. "You're pre-cumming so much that my leg is getting wet. That is so hot."

Aw man, don't get me started on this topic, again....🐷

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.

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.

NOTE: These events are purely fictional and more parts will be added over time as well as making edits when needed. Part 1: Hook Line and Sinker I’d only just joined Breeding Zone, but within a few minutes I was contacted by a random guy going by the name of MikeBBTop. His pics looked hot, looking early to mid-30’s with a well-kept body which was slightly toned. I eagerly searched through his pics for a cock pic and there it was a gorgeous thing to see, sitting erect it had to be about 7” with a bit of girth to it (I’ve never been much of a size queen). I examined the pic closely to help me imagine what it would be like, staring closely I notice that just above his cock he has some kind of tattoo, but it’s covered by his hand. I eagerly responded to his message: Hey, I love your pics and I find your star tattoo appealing. I didn’t have to wait too long for his reply Hello willing hole and thanks I like my tattoo as well, by the way you can call me Mike. After a while he asked how dedicated I was to bareback, I confessed that “I want… No, I need to bareback and that I desire nothing more than to be fucked bareback”. He seemed greatly appeased by this news and instantly offered me an invite to his next bareback party. I eagerly accepted the thought of being fucked bare overtaking my every thought. Though this quickly ended when he sent me an invite pack with a cover letter which read: You have hereby accepted your invitation to be a designated no loads refused cum dump at our annual bareback party on Friday the 23rd February 2018 to 25th February 2018. Just reading the letter was enough to make my cock rock solid and my hole ravenous for a cock and its load. The pack also asked for stats, pics, fantasies and my most recent test results, which prompted me to ask “are all the guys tested?” Mike replied immediately “Yes, they’ve all been tested prior to today”. After hearing that I filled out the pack and sent it bac­­k as fast as I could type. Days past, the anticipation of what is to come only got more and more unbearable. In my eagerness I started practicing with my plugs to make sure my hole could take every cock that was offered and wanted to fuck and breed my hole. But now I’m here standing out front of the house on the 25th my hole un touched for a couple days to ensure the first few cocks get a nice tight hole. I reached out my heart beating faster and louder the closer I came to pushing the bell until I felt like my heart stopped, The bell was pressed the point of no return has been reached. The thought of the meal of cocks and loads my hole was going to get made it quiver with anticipation while my mouth drooled at the thought of tasting them...

Colin pushed his shorts off and got on his knees, leaning against the canoe. He knew Ken had a temper and didn't want to cross him, but also didn't want to get fucked. He wasn't sure what was worse, but decided to see how bad it was taking Andy's dick. One of his ex-girlfriends had fingered his ass a few times and it really got him to shoot hard, so maybe this wouldn't be too bad. Then he remembered that Andy's cock was a lot bigger than her finger. Andy knelt down behind Colin and spit on his hole a few times. He pressed a finger in and finally got it inside after adding a few more gobs of spit. "Fuck, you're tight. You a virgin?" asked Andy. "I ain't no fag" Colin said defiantly. "God, I love fuckin' virgins. So tight and easy to destroy their holes. I might even get you knocked up on the first fuck" Andy said as he worked his finger in deeper. He soon added a second finger, twisting the pair around inside Colin's quivering hole. "Three or just go for my cock?" Andy wondered and decided he needed to fuck too badly. Colin screamed out as Andy roughly shoved his dick into the slightly relaxed opening. Colin writhed and yelled as Andy worked his dick further into Colin's ass. The only people that could hear him, though, were the other guys in his group. Some whistled, some cheered Andy on and some clapped. All slowed their canoes to watch Andy deflower Colin's cunt. Andy didn't wait for Colin to get used to his cock inside him and was driving his cock in and out of him seconds later. Colin faded in and out of conciousness for a bit as the pain racked his body. His hole kept spasming around Andy's cock and it didn't let Andy fuck long. Colin's hole was tight and there wasn't a lot of spit to lube his cock. He knew he was precumming but the flesh sleeve gripped his shaft tightly and really gave a lot of friction on it. Colin's groaning was turning Andy on and his cock was throbbing while he pumped his cock in harder and harder. "FUCK! Oh god!!! NOOOOOOO!!! Please... STOP!!!" Colin yelled out. "Not until I fuckin' breed that virgin hole!" Andy replied as he shoved in one more time and felt his cock pulse as ropes of viral cum flooded Colin's chute. Andy groaned out "Come on, boys, time to charge up another straight guy!" The pain was still shooting through his body as Colin realized his ass was getting filled with another guy's cum. He was freaked out and then he heard Andy's comment which made no sense to him. What "boys" was he talking about? They were the only ones on the sandbar, right? At least the cock pounding his ass had stopped and he could feel just a gentle rocking motion from Andy. Andy slapped each butt cheek and slowly pulled out saying "Mmm, pink cum, my favorite kind." "Back in the canoe, we gotta catch up to the other guys" Andy said. Colin slowly stood and pulled his shorts up, the pain in his ass making him move slowly. He finally pushed the bow of the canoe in the water and sat down, with more pain surging through his body. As they paddled down the river, the pain slowly changed to a dull ache. A little over an hour later, as they spotted a few canoes ahead of them, Andy yelled out "Beach on the right!" and they landed on another sandbar. "Show me that ass again" Andy said as he walked up to Colin. "Please... I can't take any more. I'll suck you again... but no fucking" Colin pleaded. Andy chuckled "Maybe later. I feel like fuckin' ass again so on your knees."

I have a soft spot for Drew Sebastian.

As a real father it is extremely arousing knowing that older/younger sex is a favorite in the gay community. I live alone and I am divorced. When guys know I am a divorced dad, they get turned on of pumping my ass full of faggot batter. Gay men are incredible. Deviant!

I had a guy once hook up with me and fucked me like I was the last pussy on earth. I followed up with him a week after and he said he wasn’t interested because I was too short. I am 5’5”. He didn’t seem to have an issue with it when he was knocking me up. Lol

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

I love to piss fuck. I can piss hard, so I can keep right on fucking as I fill him. I usually piss mid fuck. I will fuck in the filled ass for a bit--listening to that slosh, then make you feed it to me-- and then I'll be ready to cum. I also love to fist the piss out of a guy--my fist pushing and pulling massive piss geysers out of a hot hole is amazing.

Love piss fucking. Love fucking and pissing in my "toilet". Love when I fist my bottom and he starts pissing uncontrollably.

11 y.o by my big brothers. Actually I'm the one who go to them and ask them for get fucked. From beginning I was that little whore slut who's starving for dicks.

Reminds me of this 1930s blues song by Lucille Bogan: " Now your nuts hang down like a damn bell sapper " And your dick stands up like a steeple " Your goddam ass-hole stands open like a church door " And the crabs walks in like people" recording: youtube lyrics: genius nuthin new under the sun

Bug chasing has lost most of its allure lately, am I right? I mean, the meds are good, everyone’s vital loads are well controlled, and so many guys are on prep that getting raw fucked by a poz top doesn’t have that thrill. That risk factor anymore. Which got me thinking the other night. With the current state of affairs and all the cries for social distancing, this led my mind down a dark path. I started wondering if I could maybe chase getting the corona virus? This got my butthole seriously twitching. So I wrote a Doublelist ad entitled Covid Chasing. Here’s what it said: “Handsome, fit bottom here looking for some risky behavior. Social distancing has me horny as hell! I’m looking for a hung BB top who might have been traveling recently and is now experiencing a cough or more. Before we’re quarantined, come and get some relief.” To make things easier, I buried my cell digits in the ad to elicit a faster response. Honestly, I wasn’t sure this would even work, but just posting the bad gave me that knitted feeling in my guts— like I was being naughty and careless. Such a turn on! I got a response the same evening, faster than I had anticipated. He texted me: Him: hey, saw your DL ad Me: Yeah? What’s up? Him: I think I’ve got what you’re looking for Me: really?? Tell me Him: I’m a flight attendant and I was working the Rome flights Was sent home cuz I’m not feeling well and I now have a cough Me: you feeling up for some ass? How Big’s your cock? Any pics? him: I’m 8.5 and thick I get a LOT of ass, but none recently so I have a weeks worth built up He did send a picture along and true to his word he had a thick, uncut beauty of a dick. So I gave him my address and buzzer code. He said he’d be over in about 30 minutes. And now my stomach was full of butterflies. It reminded me how I felt when I agreed to take my first poz guy bareback. All the danger, all the uncertainty and second guessing. All the dark excitement. I got my ass ready for him, and right on cue he was buzzing to be let in. This was my last chance to stop my actions and lower my risk. Was I really going to let a guy exhibiting Covid-19 symptoms breed me? My heart was racing and my mind reeling. I buzzed him up. When I opened the door, I was face to face with a very handsome guy- although he did look a bit peaked. He was tall And lanky, about 6’2”, with jet black hair and dark stubble. He also was slightly olive completed. “I can see why you got the Rome run— you look Italian.” I told him. ”Well, that’s because I am— or at least my family was from there,” he confirmed as he coughed lightly into his hand. I led him into the bedroom where I had some porn playing. “You sure you wanna fuck?” He asked. “Oh yeah, I’m climbing the walls I’m so horny! I need that big cock to breed me!” ”But you could get really sick,” he said, a look of genuine concern on his face. I slowly knelt down in front of him. As I undid his pants I said, “At the rate this thing is going, we’re all gonna get it. I’d just prefer to get it out of the way and have some fun during, you know?” ”I think that’s how I got it,” he said. I went to a bathhouse in Rome and Fucked a bunch of guys before they locked the country down.” “Tell me about the bathhouse,” I said as I slipped his uncut dick into my mouth. He started telling me about these different guys he fucked there. Tourists. A couple locals. One drunk “straight” married American dad. He was rock hard and oozing Precum in morning time as he regaled me with his exploits. I tasted every salty drop. ”I need this cock in me,” I moaned. So he got me on all fours then he dropped and started eating my ass. Only stopping periodically to cough. As he ate my ass he would spit on my hole and then tongue it into me. I moaned every time I felt the spit hit. ”You really are a fucking pig, aren’t you?” He laughed as he shoved a finger roughly into me. “You’re chasing the VID!” ”FUCK ME!” I Growled. He did our some lube on his dick, but topped it off with fresh spit. Then he positioned his head At my hole. I could feel the fever heat of his cock scalding my pucker. ”Once I go it, I’m not stopping til I cum,” he warned. ”Do it,” I said. And then he was sliding into me. The man had a fucking incredible cock— thank you Italians! Ramrod straight, meaty, and veined. With enough foreskin to make it slide beautifully in my eager fuckhole. I felt his fever radiating into my guts like his cock was made of uranium. And again, true to his heritage, he knew how to fuck with that tool. He fucked in long, easy strokes with just a bit of hip snap at the end so I got the full effect of his length. His girth stretched my hole so that I had that wonderful, full feeling for each and every thrust. I was so goddamn ready for Dick that my ass just gobbled that dick right up. He even got up into my second ring with very little effort. It’s like my ass was built expressly to take his cock. He fucked me on all fours for awhile, probably 15 minutes while I hugged poppers and begged for him to own my ass. As his thrusting intensified, so did his occasional coughing spasms. Eventually he pulled out and maneuvered me onto my back. ”I’m gonna breed you soon, but I want to be looking into your eyes while I do it,” he panted. I nodded in agreement and lifted my legs for him. He slid into me and set to really fucking me. Pounding me mercilessly with every inch. My second ring was getting bruised from the fierceness if his thrusts. He was wheezing and coughing openly as he looked down at me. “Aw fuck, here I cum man! You’re ass is gonna get infected DEEP!” He shouted. He locked eyes with me as he rammed one final time to unload his seven days of pent up poison. I felt every throb. Every pulse of hot semen launching deep into me. I stroked my cock three times and coated his chest with my own load. I then reached up and pulled him down into a deep kiss- his cock still occasionally twitching inside me. As he got dressed to leave he looked down at me and said, “I hope this was worth it.” I looked up at him and smiled. “I’ll let you know in about two weeks.”

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

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

It looked to me like those guys were a couple or at least fuck buddies. They clearly knew all of each others buttons to push, and they seemed to be in sync with one another without looking like they were being directed. It's a shame the top pulled out to cum though.

Very good set up for what is suggested is coming ☣️

No, just the authoritarian ones, like the kind he wants to run.

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.

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.

more please

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

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

Both the giving and receiving of loads occurred last night at my two closest ABS. Suffice it to say that I returned home with sore knees, a lopsided grin, and - thanks to taking what was intended to be a brief break - nary a hint of regret that I didn't complete the rest of my errands.

Took two loads fron a couple today that i have been talking to on adam 4 adam. We meet At their house and I went upstairs and cleaned up and we proceeded to have sex the top of the couple had a huge 10" cock. He actual tore me a lttle. Due to how tight i was. .

Rhyheim Shabazz (OnlyFans) He is super hung and he regularly fucks hot guys. Lots of cream pies.

As a top I would rather the bottom cancel. Just be honest and we can reschedule. I rather a clean relaxed pussy. Than an angry shitty kitty hehe

Part 4 - Day 1 Farewell New York Luca stepped out in to the mild sea air on the port side of the ship's promenade deck and walked towards the aft end. There were many passengers strolling around doing the same and walking down their dinner before the second show started at 10.30pm. Coming toward the aft end of the ship he could hear the drum beat from the band playing in the Duchess Room ballroom. The closer to the aft he got the beats changed to music coming from Thrusters the nightclub, he walked around the aft taking a look at the wake being left by the ship's propellers. In the far distance the lights of New York could just be seen. Luca smiled to himself, it had been a wild few days exploring the city and maybe he would come back again. For now though he said a farewell then began the walk along the starboard side. Stopping midship and opening the door he stepped inside and found himself by the Balmoral lounge, it was pretty quiet and decided this would be an ideal spot to have a drink and read for a while spotting the several private little alcoves with comfy sofas and chairs. Luca walked up to the bar oblivious to Oliver who was sat several stools down. "Good evening sir what can I get you?" the bartender asked. Luca looked at the bottles on the shelf "Vodka and coke please, high ball glass with plenty of ice". Handing his card over the bartender swiped it "Sorry sir you have to be 21 to have alcoholic drinks". Luca looked at him for a moment "I am 20" he exclaimed surprised by the bartender. "Sorry sir we are still in US waters you have to be 21 to drink" the bartender explained. "Oh" Luca replied "just a coke then please" he said watching the bartender prepare his drink. The bartender placed the drink in front of him "Tomorrow evening you will be able to buy alcohol". Luca thanked him and wondered off. Oliver watched Luca in the mirrors of the bar wall weaving his way around finding a quiet spot out of the way. Half toying with the idea to go and sit with Luca, then his luck changed seeing the bartender go for a break when his replacement arrived. Oliver called the new bartender over who topped up his champagne and then he ordered a vodka and coke in a high ball with plenty of ice. Picking up the two drinks he made his way through the lounge area until he reached the last little alcove and saw Luca, his head buried reading the book. Oliver smirked and placed the drink on the table causing Luca to look up. "Vodka and coke plenty of ice" Oliver said smiling at a very uncomfortable looking Luca. Luca looked at the glass and smirked "Are you spying on me?" he asked looking up at Oliver. Oliver chuckled "No, I was sat a few stools down from you at the bar" he said waiting to be invited to sit down. "Where are your friends?" Luca asked noticing Oliver was alone "I thought you were all attached at the hip". Oliver laughed "They have gone to watch the show, something about eyeing up one of the male dancers". "Oh I see" Luca said quietly "Thank you for the drink but you didn't have to buy me one you know". Oliver smiled "Are you going to invite me to sit down?" he brazenly asked "I won't interrupt your reading". Luca looked up at him "You already have" he replied then smiled "I guess you better sit down then". Oliver sat on the chair next to Luca "How come you don't have an Italian accent like your father?". "I was born and educated in England" Luca said picking up the glass Oliver placed down "Salut". They clinked glasses "What is with the champagne are you celebrating?" Luca asked looking at Oliver. "Maybe" Oliver replied pausing a moment "celebrating meeting a new friend" he said looking Luca in the eye. Luca sat back in the chair "Is that so, who said I was your friend?". Oliver put his glass down and smiled "Who said it was you?" he asked throwing Luca off for a minute. "The drink is one way of me congratulating you for graduating" Oliver added watching him carefully. Luca was sure that Oliver was hitting on him "Oh" he said pausing "and what are the other ways?". Luca closed his book "I'm sorry for interrupting your reading" Oliver said his eyes fixated on Luca's looks. "No your not" Luca replied placing the book on his lap "and you didn't answer my question?". Oliver smiled and for once he was stuck for words "There are many ways" he finally said standing up. Luca noticed the bulge showing through Oliver's trousers "Maybe you will have to show me" Luca replied smiling. Oliver picked up his glass "I will let you read your book" he said holding his glass up. Luca watched Oliver disappear from view and left the book on his lap hiding his own erection, unable to fathom out how a conversation that quick could turn him on so quickly. Picking up the vodka and coke he quickly downed it almost giving him brain freeze in the process, on the plus side it helped his erection loose stability and soften back to it's normal state. Oliver couldn't stop smiling leaving Luca behind suspended like that, he knew it was now a matter of time. Clearly Luca was a person who loved being flirted with and was lapping it up, the guy was a head turner for sure. Unassuming, clever and also incredibly nice, the more Oliver chatted with Luca the more his feelings surfaced and swirled around his head with conflicting emotions. Oliver headed toward the theatre to catch the last half an hour of the show. Luca stood up and went back to his suite flustered and frustrated he had never felt so wound up or horny, he needed something to calm him down. Picking up the phone he ordered hot chocolate to help him relax then stripped and took a quick shower. Ramon was laughing and joking with Glen in the butlers pantry, their shift already over and room service now took over the Duchess Grill suites if they required anything. The phone rang and Marly the room service stewardess took the call and began preparing the tray. Glen called over to Marly asking who the order was for, she looked at the note and said it was for 1052. Ramon walked over as she put the pot of hot chocolate on the tray and offered to deliver it on his way back to his quarters since it was one of his guests. Picking up the tray he said goodnight to Marly and Glen and headed down the corridor to 1052. Luca was upstairs pitting the bathrobe on when he heard the doorbell to his suite ring downstairs. He heard the door open then Ramon's voice "Your hot chocolate sir, do you require it upstairs?". "Yes please" Luca called out tightening the belt around his robe and towelling his hair dry. Luca returned in to the bedroom seeing Ramon climb the stairs, he had no butler jacket on. Instead he was dressed in his white shirt and black trousers. The shirt was tight over his relatively small frame, tight from the firm muscle that he could clearly see now. Thank god he had the oversized bathrobe on as it superbly hid his growing cock again seeing Ramon dressed like this. He had never really thought of Asian or Oriental guys in a sexy way before, but Ramon was one fine specimen out of his uniform. "Shall I pour?" Ramon asked looking over to Luca who was just staring at him "sir, shall I pour?" he asked again. Luca looked at Ramon's face "Yes" he replied all flustered "Sorry" he said disappearing in to the bathroom. Ramon chuckled and had to stop pouring for a moment to get control "I put some extra chocolate in for you". Luca stood against the bathroom wall "Thank you Ramon" he managed say hiding his embarrassment. Ramon watched the bathroom finding it funny how quiet he had gone "Shall I put by your bed?". Luca appeared at the door composed "You are still working?" he asked suddenly realising it was a stupid remark. Ramon looked up and smiled "I was just on my way back to my cabin sir when you called". Luca felt a rush going through his body thinking about being in Ramon's cabin with him "Call me Luca". Ramon put the book on the bedside table and faced Luca "Is there anything else you need Luca?". Again he stood staring at Ramon "I don't know" he said "I can't think of anything". "Perhaps you would like me to tuck you in bed" Ramon suggested watching Luca who giggled stupidly. Luca looked at the bed "Maybe you could warm the bed up for me" he now suggested noticing Ramon looking at him. Ramon knew he could loose his job if word got out and thought for a moment "How warm do you like it?". Luca was horny and needed some male company "Incredibly warm" he replied "hot even". Ramon began to unbutton his shirt slowly, his eyes fixed on Luca who watched each button being undone. His eyes lowering the further down Ramon went. He undid the cuff buttons and slipped out of his shirt, Luca almost gasped seeing the lightly tanned smooth skin. A tattoo of a lions head on his right breast lead in to tribal markings going all the way down his arm to his wrist. He couldn't take his eyes of Ramon's small frame and beautiful muscle that melded perfectly with his body. Fuck what the hell was he doing he suddenly thought seeing Ramon let his trousers drop to the floor. Too late now to back out now, the more he saw of Ramon the more he was drawn to him. His underwear fitted tight against the tiny waist and there was no doubt whist his frame may be petit, the package was in his underwear was large. All the time Luca spent watching Ramon he never saw him step forward and loosen the belt to Luca's robe. He suddenly became aware of Ramon's hands running up the fabric the pushing the robe over his shoulders letting it fall to the floor. Luca stood in his bedroom totally naked and exposed. Ramon facing him wearing only his underwear and black socks raised his hands and touched Luca's body. Gently moving his hands upwards Luca inhaled then breathed a sigh of desire from his touch, the hands ran over his nipples caressing them and up to his shoulders. Looking each other in the eye Luca felt the pressure applied to his shoulder forcing him down to his knees. Ramon took perfect control of Luca watching him sinking to his knees, moving closer he rubbed his crotch in Luca's face. His hands moving behind Luca's head holding him in place. Luca breathed in through his nose, the scent of a man who had been working all day danced around his nostrils sending his senses in to overload. Luca reached up and pulled Ramon's underwear down freeing his semi hard cock. It was thick and long, the head still covered by foreskin Luca ran his lips over the shaft. Holding Ramon's thighs he felt the trembling running through down his legs, his cock bounced and grew more. Luca moved his mouth further along the shaft then opening his mouth he surrounded the head of Ramon's cock. Ramon gasped his fingers dug in to Luca's head pulling him forward and forcing his cock further in to his mouth. Luca had bitten off more than he could chew and choked when it reached the back of his throat. Adjusting his mouth by opening it wider invited Ramon to force his way in again. His hands holding Luca's head for a moment before releasing him, Luca gasped for air a few times then quickly opened his mouth and took it again. Ramon allowed him to take control for a moment enjoying the feel of Luca sucking on his cock. Unable to believe this was happening Ramon smiled and looked down at Luca's eager puppy eyes staring back up at him. Taking control again and pulling Luca's head forward with more force he managed to get three quarters of his eight inch cock in to Luca's mouth and throat. His hips began fucking Luca's mouth fast then slow, each time Luca choked Ramon held his head firmly in place. He looked down the watering eyes of Luca, he owned this bitch that was for sure. The Filipino instinct of owning their prize took over, he was not going to relent until his bitch finished the task 'Come on suck it' he commanded Luca to obey. A gently slap to the head before pulling Luca back on his cock and skull fucking him until he came close to vomiting. Ramon grinned at Luca watching the tears running down his face. Luca struggled to breath and was swallowing down his vomit, unable to control the situation his head and thoughts were in pure heaven. Gently he felt Ramon release the tight grip on his head allowing him to take control sucking this monster. His mouth was beginning to ache so he applied more pressure around the shaft, the salty taste of Ramon's precum spreading over all his taste buds. Ramon gasped and moaned, his hands closing in again on Luca's head 'yes baby suck it' he managed to growl the words out before exhaling a long deep moan. Luca tried to move his mouth off Ramon's cock feeling the pulsing begin, he was stuck fast and knew he was about to get the load. Two more thrusts forward and Luca closed his eyes like he was bracing for impact. Suddenly he felt the rush of air in his mouth. Ramon took his cock out of Luca's mouth and shot a stream of cum over Luca's face, hitting his left cheek and nose he then pushed the head between Luca's lips. Luca held his head back open mouthed, Ramon looked him in the eye and then his mouth seeing his cum coating Luca's tongue and rapidly filling his mouth 'swallow' he commanded and Luca obeyed. Ramon felt amazing having busted a big load with his cute guest. Standing back he told Luca to go clean himself up. Luca went to the bathroom and washed the cum off his face and dried himself. Returning to his bedroom Ramon was already dressed and replaced the now cold chocolate with a hot cup placing it by the bedside table. Luca stood there naked watching him, the very sweet natured butler that had just dominated was quite hard to comprehend. Ramon picked up the bathrobe and folded it neatly on the chair "Would you like me to tuck you in?". Luca chuckled and smiled "Sure why not" he replied getting in to bed. Ramon handed him his book and pulled the duvet up "There I think you are all set, don't make a habit of it". Luca leaned back against the pillow "Good night Ramon and thank you" he said watching Ramon pick the tray up. Ramon came over to the bed "Good night Luca" he winked. Ramon leaned over and very gently kissed Luca on the mouth. He stood up turned and walked down the stairs stopping to have one last look, he smiled and disappeared. Luca heard the door close and opened his book to read a few pages. The thought suddenly occurred to him that despite everything he still had his sexual frustration. He chuckled quietly and started reading trying to put it out of his mind. He fell asleep with the bedside light on and the book open in his hands.

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.

As someone who has endured an anal fissure and the surgery needed to correct it, I cannot imagine how such a piercing could be performed safely, or tolerated for the length of time required for healing, which would be extensive - you’re basically talking about developing a long fistula between the rectum and the perineum. It would be prone to constant infection and be nearly impossible to keep clean of fecal material. Plus, every bowel movement would have the tendency to force the ring to rotate outward from the anus, having the effect of trying to pull the perineum end through the fistula. Also, bear in mind that the rectum is part of the colon, i.e., an organ - piercings are not meant to pass through the walls of organs. If a person were to present at a hospital with a puncture leading from a point along the perineum to an entry into the anorectal cavity such as we see here, I suspect it would be considered a bowel perforation. To be honest, the concept is so impractical that I have to question whether this isn’t just a really good photoshop job.

Please provide examples of Trump “cleaning up corruption, the money laundering from our past,” citing your sources. Trump has surrounded himself with sycophants who are crooked, incompetent or both. As for your claim that Obama cost you “over 500,000 in the eight years he held office,” according to Forbes magazine (hardly a lefty publication) the stock market was up 235% during Obama’s time in office. If you lost 500,000 while Obama was in office you must have made some remarkably unwise investment decisions.

Yup! Had guys turn me down because I’m uncut.

It's 8am on Saturday. I reply "Hey there, yep. You coming to town?" I remember the last time we fucked. He kissed passionately, throat fucked me until my throat was raw, sat of my face while edging me, slowly stretched my hole around his fat dick, and then bred me so deep I felt his jets in stomach. I didn't even shower after the last time we fucked because his sweat on me and cum in me kept me turned on throughout the day. As my thoughts raced, he replied "Arrived yesterday. Let's hang. It's been too long." We stopped hanging when I started dating Ryan about a year ago. Ryan and I are monogamous and decided to go off prep because we feel so secure. As I thought about what I should say, Ryan shifted and it snapped me back to the present moment. I replied "Although hanging like old times would be fun, I am dating someone. I'm happy to show you around and or hang if you're cool with keeping it non-sexual?" "Congrats. Sure! How about coffee this morning?" As I rolled back over and wrapped back around Ryan and can tell he's waking up. "You interested in getting a coffee with one of my friends visiting from NYC?" "Nope. Go. I'm gonna to sleep in." I respond to Martin "Coffee it is. Let meet at the MCA coffee shop in 15 min." My heart races as I quickly clean up, throw sweats on and dash out the door. As I walk I keep thinking about how his spit, uncut dick, and precum tastes and feel the blood pumping to my dick. It dawns on me that I never tasted his cum, because it was always injected so deep in my ass.. I laugh to myself and am now fully hard and tuck my dick up. He's already there when I walk in. He looks nearly the same, very muscular, but maybe lost a little weight. He still has a bushy black beard, buzzed hair, and caramel skin. He's stands up to greet me, he's wearing black sweatpants and it looks like he's sporting a little wood also. We bear hug. He grabs and rubs my muscular back as he grinds his fat bulge against my throbbing tucked hard on. I rub his back as well. Through his shirt I feel his defined back muscles covered in fur. He chuckles as we embrace and grind for an awkwardly long time. It's clear we want to fuck. His first question "Have you and your BF had a third yet?" We both laugh. I reply "It honestly hasn't come up yet. We've been fucking like rabbits.. I am all top. But I would be game to double team him if he's into it." As we make small talk, I pat his thigh when commenting on how good he looks. He quickly grabs my wrist and holds my hand there. I don't protest. My heart thumps and my dick fills with blood as I rub up into his crotch. Right before I touch his dick, he grabs my hand and guides it behind the top of his sweatpants and down past the bottom of his balls to his hole, knowing I'll take my time on the way back up. He's fully hard also. I forgot how hairy and big his balls and dick are. He guides my hand to slowly rub up and down a bit. I grip his shaft as his strong hand around mine. He squeezes it up to the top of his slick dick head. I'm melting and light-headed from my heart pounding. He guides my hand to pinch off a pool of precum and raises it up to my mouth. So much precum. I lick it off. He shoves my fingers in my mouth and I taste his sweaty man funk along with the salty fluid. My dick is now throbbing. "Good boy.. Now let's find a good place for this load."

Just love gloryhole sex! Nothing better than being in the sauna gh cubicles with my fuckbuddy. We suck cocks together - when we find a nice one he gives me the nod and i slide my ass onto it. Most never object and i get a lovely anon fuck and hopefully a nice load. Once i have taken a few loads my m8 takes me to the sling and enjoys my cummy hole. Best times are when he ties me up in the sling before he shoots his load - then leaves me tied up, door open with an ass dripping cum 😉 We are going together just after the new year for the 1st time in ages - hoping to get tied up again for sure!

If a bottom will all knowingly after discussion invite and allow a Top to be inside of his cunt RAW, then he WILL be getting bred. Personally, I never use condoms, and NEVER pull out. My seed is always dumped inside, and dumped in as deep as my Dick will reach!

My ex was poz. We got tested when we got together. His viral load was high. His CD4 was low. He wasn't surprised, but he also wasn't sure what would happen. His plan covered everything for him. It was his decision to start the cocktail (back then) or not. He chose to do it and ..... was sick as fuck. It was really tough for him.... and secondarily, me. But, he got through it and so did I. For years we fucked raw. His numbers were really in a good place and we understood U=U... we were living proof it was OK to fuck raw with the right numbers. We also had a lot of 3sums, and I realized that I enjoyed fucking raw - but didn't necessarily know (?) or believe (?) the status of some of the guys we fucked around with together. I went to Anon Testing clinic that was local every 90 days. I had to decide whether to go on PrEP and go out there and fuck raw or take the chance. I opted to join a local clinic that was studying MM relationships where one partner was poz and the other..... not. I started the program and .... no regrets. But - I HAVE definitely been shamed by some real dickheads about being a pussy, and what's the big deal - if you get pozzed, just take drugs..... etc etc. Not a lot of guys, but I would bet around 10 guys I 'thought' were cool. This wasn't jokin' around or fun shots. These were head-on brutal comments. I grew up in a small town and was bullied as a kid. You never forget that. So when these assholes started giving me grief for MY life decisions - I quickly realized this was just... bullying. I tossed them to the curb. I totally understand some guys are chasers and enjoy that lifestyle. And I cheer them on. I know some guys have opted to NOT treat and do their thing. And I cheer them on. And I remember what my ex partner and I went through for a few months and the effects of his meds on his high cholestrol and other health issues - and I thought - nope. I totally love fucking and getting fucked raw. But I refuse to be bullied for my decisions. I think we need to do better as a community. Cheer one another on. Not berate. Just 'my' view on this one based on my real-life experiences. Cheers guys

So I’ve been reading back through my first pnp story, along with my new one I posted a few weeks past, and a lot of people liked the stories. I figured I could write some more of my tales. These are true stories, though some liberties were taken. ~Ken~ I hadn’t played in a while, and was cruising the bb sites I frequent. I came across a guy I had chatted with a few times, though pms and phone texts. We never could meet up because he moved around a lot and we never could get our timing right. Apparently the stars aligned for this night. His name was Dan, an older white gentlemen with a decent 7-8” thick cut cock. He liked to slam and he liked bottom boys who pnp’d and took his hard cock. He msg’d me on both sites and through text, saying that he was gonna party with a friend of his in a nearby town. I told him I had the evening free, had my poppers and lube, but definitely no supplies. He told me that’s not a problem, just bring that ass of mine, he wants to fuck me. He told me his friend’s name was Ken. He was an older white gentlemen, mostly bottom, but loved to host and watch people fuck. He gave me Ken’s number, along with his screennames. Ken and I exchanged a few messages, mostly just checking each other out. He was handsome, in some regards, but seem friendly. He gave me his address and really wanted me to come over. I quickly got cleaned out and cleaned up, and headed over. It was about a 20 minute drive from my house, so didn’t take me long to get there. It was a townhouse, and slightly obscured from the road. I found a place to park and made my way to the door. Dan greeted me as I knocked, and invited me in. Ken, the host, greeted me as well. He offered me a seat on the couch, as I put my stuff down. We all chit-chatted for a bit, while they got out their supplies. Bareback porn was playing on Ken’s tv. Ken offered me his pipe, so I took a few good hits. “Yeah, let’s get you flying a bit.” Ken said to me. “You’re really handsome you know, Keith.” I kinda blushed. I was starting to feel the effects, so I quickly stripped down. “Same to you. I think we’ll definitely have some fun tonight.” I replied, as I started to tweak my nipples a bit. I looked over to Dan, who I saw was preparing some points. “I’m definitely up for doing one of those.” Dan smiled. “I figured, from our talks. I don’t like to smoke, so this is how I like T.” He kept on preparing, as Ken and I made out a bit. Ken’s laptop dinged, and Ken broke off the kiss to check the message. “Oh, a friend of mine, real cute guy, says he wants to come have fun with us. He’s even willing to throw in for some tina.” Ken told us, throwing up the guys profile. Young, 20-something latino with a decent sized cock. “He’s vers top, loves to fuck.” “Sounds like fun.” I purred. “Cool, though if we’re gonna play all night, I think we’ll need more supplies.” Dan said, as he finished with his preparations. Ken and Dan started to discuss how to do it, connections they had. I just sat back, stroking my cock, watching the porn as they talked. They came to a decision that Dan would go out and get the supplies, since this was Ken’s house. They told me I could stay, since Dan vouched for me, even though he didn’t know me all that well. Ken’s friend arrived shortly after. His name was Raul, and he was cute in person. We shook hands, started to chit chat a bit. Ken had placed a small mattress on the floor, and was pulling out toys and lube. Dan then asked Raul if he pointed, which he said no, he just smoked. Dan offered him the pipe, and then called me over to where he was sitting. “So I’m gonna do you real fast, let you have some fun with these guys. I’ll be back in a bit with some more supplies. You’ll be good to go right?” He asked. I was a bit hestitant, but since I was flying a bit, I decided to just go with it. “Yeah. How do we want to do this?” So he proceeds to have me sit at the edge of the couch, nearest a light. Puts my arm on a pillow to balance it. Slips on the armband. Puts a heat rag on my elbow crease for a bit, to make the veins pop out a bit more. He then does an alcohol swab, cleans the area. “I’m giving you a .2, that cool?” I nod. He starts to prod my arm, trying to find a good vein. He finds one, and starts to insert the needle. He keeps checking on me. I tell him I’m good. Gets a flash of red. “Get ready.” He pushes the plunger down, then pulls out. Quickly puts down a swab, tells me to hold it, as he releases the band. I taste a bit of metallic, my lungs flash hot, and I feel the rush. The air is tingling around me. The lights get a bit brighter. I’m flying. I’m horny. I put my arms up, and just lay there. Dan starts to play with my nipples and cock. “How you feeling?” I purr. “Mmmm...fantastic. Oh I can’t wait to get fucked. Oh yeah. Mmmmm.” I’m slightly slurring my words, as I’m just getting hornier and hornier. Dan gets up to go check on Ken and Raul. They’ve gone off to another room, I think, for Ken to point himself. I’m just laying on the couch, fondling myself, tweaking my nipples. I sit up, find my bottle of poppers, and do a few hits. I’m rolling in wave after wave of ecstasy. I move down to the floor, where I spot one of Ken’s dildos, along with some lube. I lube it up, then my ass, and start to insert it in my ass. Raul comes back and sees me. I’m pretty much nearly riding the dildo, and tweaking my nipples. I look up at him and moan out, “I want to suck your cock. I want you fuck me.” “Oh yeah he’s flying guys.” Raul yells towards the hallway nearby. He walks over infront of me, and starts to undo his belt. “Go on there fag, suck this cock. You need to get me hard if you want me to fuck you.” His pants come down, and I take off his boxers, fishing out his cock. Its a decently sized cock, even barely hard. Uncut. “It’s been awhile since I’ve had uncut..” I murmur out, as I take him into my mouth. I’m just bobbing up and down on it, as he starts to get harder. Ken and Dan come back in, as I’m just going to town on Raul’s cock. “Told you he was a cocksucker.” Dan tells Ken, as they pass by. They chit chat for a bit, before Dan heads out to get supplies. Ken comes back over with the pipe and Raul hits it, blowing the clouds toward me. Ken gets on the floor next to me, and helps me suck Raul’s cock. “Mmm...just love sharing a cock with another flying pig.” He says, as he takes Raul’s cock from me. I do a couple hits of poppers, and then ride the wave as I lick Raul’s balls. Raul has hit the pipe a few times, and is getting pretty hard. He hands the pipe to Ken, and then finishes taking off his clothes. He gets on the floor next to me and we start to make out. Ken joins us and all three of us are just exchanging tongues. I pull back, and tell Raul I need him to fuck me. He rolls onto his back, and tells me to get on my knees infront of him, in between his legs. He pulls me back a bit more, and pushes on my back for me to lean down more. He starts to play with my hole, lubing and fingering it a bit. I feel his cock pressing in, so I hit the poppers, just as he slides in. He has me basically fucking myself on his cock for a good while. I’m moaning and enjoying myself, while Ken talks dirty to us. Raul continued this for a bit, with me mostly doing the work, fucking myself on his cock. He would occasionally be moaning out, saying how hot it was to watch my ass on his cock. After a while I had to stop, as my legs were cramping from the position. He moved me to lay on my side, and continued to work his cock in me. Ken presented his cock to me, so I started sucking on that. Eventually he moved into a 69 position to work my soft cock. It all felt wonderful. This last for a good while. I was starting to come down a bit, so Raul took to fucking Ken doggy style. I got underneath him and sucked Ken’s cock, watching the action of ass fucking right up close and personal. It was hot as hell. They did this for a good ten, fifteen minutes, before Dan showed back up. We took a break to hydrate, chat a bit. They divided out the supplies they had gotten, and Dan went to work on making more points for him and myself. He asked how my evening was doing, and I told him great, but that I really hoped he fucked me, since his cock was nice and thick. Not that I didn’t mind Raul’s, it was just average, and my tina-fueled cock-needing brain wanted big. So he gives me a smaller dose, about a .15, and hits me up again. I laid on the couch letting the wave ride over me, as he did his. We started to make out a bit on the couch, and after a bit of time, I went down on his cock. He immediately pulled me off though, saying my goatee was a bit too much on it. I apologized and suggested that he just fuck me. He replied he still needed to get hard, but he’ll get there. He ended up moving to a nearby chair, jerking his cock into life. I laid down on the floor next to Raul and Ken. Ken didn’t want to do another point, so he and Raul were just passing back and forth the pipe, shotgunning every other hit or so. I took a couple of shotgun hits, making me fly even higher. I nestled in between Ken and Raul, and we started to make out and feel each other up. I asked Raul if he liked to be rimmed, and he said yeah, he’s vers and loves it. So I took a few hits of poppers, and dove between his legs. I was on my hands and knees, ass in the air, facing a bit towards the chair, hoping Dan would take the hint to come fuck me. But as I worked my tongue into Raul’s ass, I saw the Dan had fallen asleep. The other two noticed as well. Ken just shrugged and said this was his first time really meeting Dan, didn’t know much about him other than through mutual friends and chats. So I went back to rimming Raul, while Ken went to rim me a bit. It felt so good feeling a tongue back there. He tried to fuck me, but was having some serious t-dick. Raul pulled me off his ass, and told me to ride him. I was a bit worried, seeing how I was a bit taller and a bit heavier, but it worked for a bit. It felt great having my ass filled, while Ken worked my nipples. He even fed me poppers for a bit as well. Raul would end up fucking me in a few more positions, occasionally fucking Ken as well. Dan slept through most of this, with us figuring he had done too much, been up too much, and just crashed. He was fine otherwise, once he came too. We all chit chatted as we started to come down a bit. Dan ended up leaving before us, followed by Raul. So I stayed a bit with Ken chatting, while also taking a shower and cleaning out. He was a very nice guy. He enjoyed being a bottom, occasionally topping. He also parTied a lot, and knew a lot of about pnping. He even knew a guy that might have come over this night, but that guy liked to parTy at his house. His friend was a big dicked top who never got tdick and could fuck for hours. He and Ken had been chatting throughout the evening, at various times we stopped or I was preoccupied with Raul. The guy really wanted to fuck me, having liked my pictures and profiles on the various sites I’m on. Since I was still a bit horny and still wanted to play, I told Ken that I wouldn’t mind meeting up with this guy. So Ken gave me his number and told me to text him. I got my stuff together, and said my goodbyes to Ken. I started to text the guy, who’s name was Harley, as I drove off. I hadn’t gotten too far, when I got a response back from him.

I think my first anon experience was when I was around 14. Family was on vacation staying a week in Florida. I was checking out the beach when I stumbled up on a couple guys hanging out. Had some small talk, found it they were staying in the same hotel we were. One thing led to another and they both ended up fucking me later that night in their room.

Update, Japan has been an awesome experience. I was able to find a great doctor in Tokyo who has been in the game since the 80's. I know Singapore lifted their short stay visit ban, but from what i have found online it appears there is still a Long term stay ban. Not sure how that affects govt or DOD workers. Anybody got experience with SG?

Nice time earlier at ABS. I went into back room, the smell of poppers strong, and saw two guys fucking. Both looked to be in their 20's, skinny, but with some scruff on their faces so not complete twinks. I walked over to the one standing up fucking the other, who was bent over on a bench on his knees. He looked at me and smiled, so I came closer to check out the action. He was fucking the bottom's hairy ass with a modest 5" cock, wearing a rubber. I started rubbing the bottom's ass cheeks, and telling the top what a good job he was doing. I noticed bottom guy took another hit of poppers, so I reached down and felt the tops cock moving in and out. When he had backed up, I grabbed his hardon and looked at him and slid the condom off and threw it on the floor. Then I lined his cock back up to the hole and he resumed his fucking, this time raw. I leaned in to his ear and quietly told him to enjoy and empty his balls in that ass. His pace increased, and I kept coaching him on, telling him to nut in his whore. He must of liked that cuz he instantly started cumming, and I put my hand on his ass to make sure he stayed deep. The bottom was being quiet like a good boy all poppered up. Once he was done nutting, he tucked his cock away and made for the exit. I quickly took his place behind the bottom, and slowly pushed my cock into the cummy hole. Damn he was tight still, as my cock was a bit bigger than the last one. The bottom wriggled a bit, but I grabbed his hips and told him to just relax and hit his poppers. He did just that, and I told him how good it felt to fucked his cum hole, and what a big load the last guy gave him. I slow fucked him for about 10 minutes before nutting in him. I pulled out and wiped my cock on his ballsack and ass cheeks, and put my index finger in his hole just to feel my cum in there. I patted him on the ass and told him thanks, and left with him still ass up.