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PART 1 I hesitate for a moment. I wish someone would call me but my phone for once stays silent. Here goes. I push the door inward and step inside. Mood lighting is perfect. Three short steps inside the hotel room and I see Jace lounging on the bed. He’s insanely gorgeous. Built, just the right amount of body hair, long legs, big feet. His large hands tug at his hard cock as he smiles at me. “There you are,” he says softly. “Hey,” I stammer, suddenly drained of the confidence that was there earlier. He sits up, “that doesn’t sound like the you on the phone, come here.” “Do you want me to take off my clothes?” Jack smiles and reaches out with his arms, “just come.” I’m pulled to him. Once I’m within reach, he gently takes my hands and draws me in the rest of the way. He kisses me, softly but fully. I moan into it as his tongue swirls around my mouth, painting it with… “is that cum?” I ask. He laughs against my mouth. “Sharp taste buds,” he remarks. He pulls away and smiles at me, his hands rubbing over my body. “Yeah I stopped off at a bookstore. Swallowed some cock, and felched out a few asses.” I groan hearing that, my dick already straining in my pants. He just smiles and pulls me in more. I suck his tongue with more gusto now, trying to get all the flavor. This is my fantasy after all, to be completely covered in cum. Devoured by it. The make-out session is so heady I don’t even fully notice when he’s somehow removed all of my clothes and pulled me into his lap. It feels like he’s entirely surrounding me, melding me into his body. He pushes me slightly off and I whimper. “Hang on now, we have a long night ahead of us,” he says, flashing another mesmerizing smile. He reaches over the nightstand and grabs a little brown bottle. “Just a little hit to get us started,” he says as he breaks the seal and unscrews it. I quiver with anticipation. “You first,” he says, opening the cap and bringing it up to my nose. “I’ll count for you,” he say, “big hit, ok? Counting down from 10, 9, 8…” He finishes the count down and then instructs me to hold it. I can’t release until he’s finished his own hit. Then we’re going to shotgun (well, as much as you can with poppers anyway). He winks at me and takes a 20 second hit. The bastard; my lungs are screaming and just when I think I’m going to burst, he lunges forward, clamps his mouth onto mine and releases the popper fumes into my mouth. I suck hungrily and we make out like that. I’m too light headed to continue so I finally pull away, gasping for air, the room spinning. “Good boy,” he says, “and looks like the others are here!” I turn around and see the other guys have indeed arrived. In my popper haze I can’t focus straight on any of them in particular. They look like a throbbing mass of hot man flesh that I just want to drown in. But in theory I know who they are anyway. “Oh fuck…” are the only words I’m able to get out. The guys laugh. Renan and Aman grab a hold of each leg and pull me off of Jace’s lap, so that I’m lying flat on the bed, belly up. Jace leans over my face and smiles before leaning down and kissing me more. I taste the poppers and cum on his breath and lose myself in the sensation and the hands I feel everywhere on my body all at once. I groan real loud the first time someone brushes my nips. The reaction elicits a laugh from the group and soon I feel a tongue lapping around on the bud. That will just about make me pass out in pleasure. I arch up my back hard. Jace uses his whole mouth to push me down and I feel a pressure on my arms and body as well. I gasp as another mouth closes on the other nipple. Two pairs of tongues are flicking me toward hell and I’m crying from how good it feels. Before long I feel another tongue swiping its way up and down my hard and leaking cock. It flicks particularly hard at that sensitive part just under the slit. I cry out; I need a break. Jace stops kissing and laughs at me, “already? We got a long way to go… but I suppose it’s hot to take a look?” he says as he props my head up on his lap so I can see the action going on. Aman and Jin are the ones flicking at my nips. Noticing that I am watching them, they slow their movements to long lathering strokes of their tongue. Still insanely hot but no longer do I feel like I’m going to pass out from the pleasure. They make sure I see all of it. The sharp, pointedness of their tongues and how they just perfectly brush across the head of my nipples, making them ache as much as my own cock. Speaking of which, Renan is now sucking on my balls as Jordan squats over my cock. I think he’s going to ride me but he grins at me instead. “Not quite yet, just wanna give you a gift,” he says as he pushes. There’s a wet squelching sound as he cums on my dick. Or rather, dripples cum out of his ass onto my dick. The warm liquid lands directly on my piss slit and I groan hard. “Yeah, let that dirty cum drip down your dick hole,” Jordan croons as he stands up over me and shakes his hard dick down at the rest of us. I think I feel some pre-cum hit my face. Or is that Jace’s sweat? Too hard to tell at this point. “I got about 20 loads in me, so that’s just a little bit,” he promises. Renan is now tonguing up and down my shaft. Spreading the cum. He’s careful not to swallow any, rather just lets it mingle with his spit and coat the entirety of my cock so that it’s shining with wetness. “Tastes amazing,” he murmurs. “I want to taste,” Jace commands. Renan moves up to oblige, Jordan takes his place, adding his spit to Renan’s and the cum from his own ass. I love this. Their mouths on me, the liberal amounts of spit coating every part of me. Their tongues pulsating against everything. I feel it like I feel the beat of my heart. Renan and Jace kiss messily directly over my mouth so I open wide. Letting them dribble spit and just a little bit of cum down my throat. “Hmm,” Jace moans. He pulls away and asks Jordan, “where did those loads come from?” Jordan replies, “bathhouse, Cumunion night. Mostly spent it ass up in the dark room. A few guys felt pretty poz. Thin and wasted, big bellies. All that. I hope so anyway.” Jace nods approvingly, “so guys I think it’s time we all took a hit. Anyone want to feed this pig?” Somehow everyone grabs a bottle of poppers from somewhere. I can see they’re basically all new. I’m going to get destroyed tonight. Jin volunteers with an evil grin. Almost simultaneously I hear the sounds of bottles opening. The guys all bring the poppers up to their own noses but he leans in to press the bottle to mine. “A deep hit come on, take it,” he orders. I breathe in until I absolutely can’t hold anything more in my lungs. He nods when it’s OK to exhale and when I do, I hear a bunch of breaths going out around me as well. “Another one,” he commands, taking the cap off again and holding it to the other nostril. What’s left of my vision is partly obscured by his hand but I see the other guys do the same. He feeds me two more hits, and the guys follow suit. By the time of the final exhale I’m seeing triple. I feel like my eyes are permanently crossed. Swimming in the popper high the guys get to work. I feel tongues on me everywhere again. Someone is throating my cock while another guy swirls his tongue across my balls and takes turns sucking them in. Jace has leaned over to suck on my nips letting me get a clear view of his. I instinctively stick out my tongue and flick his nipple. I let my tongue draw me in until my entire mouth is swirling around his hard nips, making him groan. Out the corner of my eye I see Jin nodding encouragingly. “I’ll catch up,” he says, somehow materializing two other popper bottles. He opens one and sticks it in his mouth, then the other two in each nostril and does two big inhales across the board. By the time he’s done and the bottles are capped again I can see he’s wild with horniness. Brushing his hands over his whole body. He leans over me and begins fighting with the guy currently on my dick. One moment they’re pushing each other trying to suck me the next moment they’re both licking up and down either side with the desperation of a child trying to not let a popsicle melt onto the floor. Both my nips are covered again with saliva and I once again am crying with the sheer pleasure of it all. They’re holding me down but I’m bucking up as hard as I can. Jace sinks into me from above, keeping me in place. I can barely breath. My mouth is on his nipple and all I know is to keep sucking as hard as I can while my nose is pressed flat against my face by the weight of his ribs. His sweat is dripping in my mouth and I swear the poppers have me so hot I can feel sweat flowing out from my pores. I don’t know how long we stay in that position but at some point I honestly can’t breathe anymore. I feel like I’m going to pass out from the lack of oxygen when Jace suddenly gets off me. I think he’s going to pull me in for a kiss but instead he moves in the other direction toward my dick. Now he’s completely hovering over me, there are three mouths moving across my cock and one on each nip. It’s pleasure overload so of course I open wide and take Jace’s cock in one gulp to the hilt. I love 69s and this is beyond perfect. The poppers have me so fucked up I honestly think god just let this cock suffocate me now. It could. Jace’s cock is the perfect thickness for my throat, and somehow, we were at the right angle where it just slides right in. My nose is against his balls and I’m breathing fine even though I can feel how extended my throat is. If you could see me I imagine you’d see the outline of his cock under my Adam’s apple. He grinds his pelvis into me, there’s no more to take in but still, head swimming, I’m begging for more. I’m not sure how long that goes on for but in my popper-addled mind it seems like almost forever. At some point Jace finally decides to lift himself off me. “I think you’re ready for a real treat”, he says, standing up full to stretch for a moment after our 69, then bending his knees again and squatting over my face. “Did more than just oral at that bookstore,” he says. As he lowers I can see how wet his hole is, how red, puffy, and swollen. “How many loads?” I hear Aman ask. “8 live ones, found about 4 more condoms that I stuck in there. Also one of the guys I felched wanted to fuck me, so I used cum from his ass as lube on his dick. Who knows how much he had taken. Yeah, there’s a lot of DNA up in there,” Jace responds. “How many confirmed poz?” Jin asks. Jace replies, “who knows but if the guys on Grindr don’t lie, then at least 2, a third guy was being very evasive so I’m guessing that means he was. And if so, he’s recently poz, probably pretty toxic.” My dick bounces suddenly hearing that, thwacking one of the guys lightly in the face. They chuckle. There’s some shifting on the bed and suddenly Rafa’s handsome face appears, taking up the half of my vision that Jace’s ass isn’t filling. “Sharing is caring,” he explains as he suctions his mouth over Jace’s ass. Jace let’s out a moan and there’s a very wet squelching sound. I see Rafa’s throat bobbing and I’m annoyed that he’s swallowed it all for himself, but I needn’t have worried. He pulls away from Jace’s swollen ass lips and instead grins down at me, full cheeks making him suddenly look very cute. I eagerly open my mouth and stick my tongue out as he slowly dribbles the cum into my mouth. It’s bitter, more so than I would usually have liked, but cum is cum. “Don’t swallow,” he warns quickly once he finishes feeding me the last of it. I nod, trying not to, though in my supine position the cum quickly pools at the base of my throat. “Jace, switch with Aman,” he says, gently pushing at Jace’s bubble butt. Jace obliges and Aman ceases his attack on my nipple, but Jace barely gives it a moment before he’s on the sensitive buds again. I groan and inadvertently swallow a bit. Now Aman is hovering over me, looking behind him to see what Rafa wants. “Perfect,” Rafa purrs stroking his hole. I swear I see it wink at me. Rafa gets on his knees, and lowers his cock to my face. “Cover my cock with Jace’s ass cum and your spit. Get it lubed up for me to shove into Aman.” I oblige and eagerly gather up the frothy mess in my mouth. I pucker my lips and push it onto Rafa’s hard cock as he pushes into my throat. A few strokes later and he removes a cock covered in white bubbles. “You don’t need any lube anyway,” Aman says as Rafa shoves up inside. I can see that since Aman’s ass swallows all of Rafa without any moment of hesitation. “Fuck yeah, cumdump,” I hear Rafa snarl. Aman murmurs an affirmative. I definitely can feel it. Aman is so loaded up that every stroke causes cum to leak out. Some drips directly in my mouth and I swallow greedily. More of it though just drips down Rafa’s cock and balls where it pools into small droplets I’m praying to fall so I can catch them on my tongue. Though the two fuckers above me are blocking the light, there’s so much cum I still see it glisten on the underside of Rafa’s cock. In a moment Jin pokes his head through Rafa’s legs, and opens his mouth to catch some of the loads, blocking me from getting any. I huff my frustration and he turns around to laugh at me. Some cum starts to fall from his open mouth and I eagerly open mine to catch but at the last second he slurps it back up and I see him swallow. He grins and I see him start to unscrew a poppers bottle. “Fuck Aman, that’s super sweet,” he says. Rafa is now pounding him so hard he can only groan. Jin gets the poppers bottle open and tilts my head up to feed me another hit. My head starts swimming again and I can’t concentrate enough to catch the cum that continuously rains down on me from Aman’s hole due to Rafa’s jackhammering. Jin takes a few hits himself then, as if understanding my predicament, leans over me, licks up the cum and then feeds it to me off his tongue like I’m a helpless baby bird. Rafa pulls out of Aman completely and Jin immediately grabs his cock and bends it backward toward him so he can suck off the cummy ass juices still there, causing Rafa to yelp, not that it stops Jin in the least. “Fuck…” I say, feeling the sensory overload. The entire time Jace and Renan have been sucking my tits and Jordan has been working my cock. I close my eyes and let the insane levels of horniness wash over me. Jace and Renan rub up and down my body as they continue their tireless exploration of my nipples. I open my eyes to see Rafa and Aman facing each other, feeding each other hits. Jin takes a break from sucking to egg them on. “More, yeah another one, come on make him take it.” I lose count because I can’t focus on anything, but it must’ve been at least 5 hits. Rafa moans when it’s all done and backs up more onto Jin’s mouth. But Jin has other ideas and quickly stands up, shoving up into Rafa’s ass without any warning. Aman holds Rafa down to keep him from moving. He stares Rafa in the eyes and mouths for him to take it. “At least…” Rafa groans as Jin doesn’t waste anytime pounding, “…at least we all came pre-loaded.” Aman chuckles as he stands up and feeds his dick to Rafa so that he gets it from both ends. This is all happening above me and I’m so spent by now my mouth is open and my tongue is just flopped out, catching whatever flies at me, whether it’s sweat or spit or cum. Aman grabs the pack of Rafa’s head and intensifies his pounding to match Jin’s. Somehow in between he still finds the breath to talk. “Rafa and I went to the same party to pre-game,” he says laboriously, “but we lost track of each other in the big house so I don’t know what he’s got up there. It was a hot raw party, and the organizers are the same ones that do those conversion parties, so I bet a lot of the guys were toxic or like Rafa, just don’t know or care about their own status.” He pulls out of Rafa’s mouth, giving him a chance to answer. Rafa takes a few gulps of precious air before looking up at Aman grinning with bloodshot eyes. “Hey! I’m probably toxic, too!” Aman nods, “Yeah, you’re such good friends with the organizers, you’re always at those parties, you probably got AIDS by now.” Rafa moans, “please AIDS, please at least that, fuck yeah… Tonight I just put on a blindfold and had myself locked in the sling, how about you, Aman?” Aman chuckles and shoves his dick into Rafa’s mouth again before answering. “I stayed upstairs in the bedrooms for some sweet tender love-making. Maybe that’s why the cum in my hole is so sweet.” “Nah, that’s because it’s toxic,” Jace chimes in the conversation. “Tender love-making doesn’t get you that many loads,” Jin taunts. “It does when you have a hole no one can resist,” Aman says proudly, “I tried my hardest to get fucked by every guy I saw. I don’t know how many came, but at least 40 dicks or so have been up in there. Hundreds of guys at that party.” I think Rafa tried to say something but so wrapped was his mouth around Aman’s dick that only a grunt came out. “Oh, so that’s why y’all didn’t want to come to CumUnion with me,” Jordan says from near my crotch. Aman just grunts as he continues driving his cock into Rafa’s mouth, “I’m tired of it… too many guys just standing around with their big egos. Not enough guys that are confirmed poz. I like our regular crew.” “Eh, I just like dark rooms too much,” Jordan responds. At this point, Rafa’s mouth is really starting to slime up. The stuff dribbling into my mouth from the action above is now a very thick, ropey consistency. Jace notices and leans forward to feed me a hit. “Will make it easier, just in case,” he explains. Then of course he takes a hit himself and kisses me naughtily. I wonder how he can stand it. My head is starting to pound from all the hits and I really want to be wrecked. Their teasing is driving me insane. “Fuck me already,” I say, “I need something toxic in me.”

This was several years ago, when my man was out of town for work, before we had a totally open relationship. After several days of trying to be good and faithful i could not take it anymore. This happened several years ago, when my man was out of town for work, before we had a totally open relationship. After several days of trying to be good and faithful, I had reached my limit and I needed some anonymous cum. I re-downloaded Grindr and started to get prepped for play. Of course, there were the usual bots, fakes, and flakes that you always get when on the apps; however, it only takes one willing and able top to fill a hole. I knew what I was looking for: an anonymous top from out of town that only fucks raw; and the Bareback Gods were smiling down on me that day. I found my target relatively quickly after creating a profile. He was average looking, 6 foot, with a killer body, and well hung. He was visiting his parents who live a couple blocks down the road. We made plans for him to text me when his parents were fast asleep in bed so we could meet up for some late-night outdoor play. My dick was rock hard thinking about taking his seaman deep into my guts. It was still in the early evening so I had plenty of time to get clean out and prepped. Then the only thing left to do is watch porn and edge my cock when I waited for my text to go and take his cock for a ride. I was ready to go by 10, dressed in the standard late-night cruising; jockstrap, track pants, hoodie, and flip flops. With just my phone, poppers, and lube in my pocket; I was horned up and ready for my queue. The text came at 11, and it was simple and direct: “cum take my cum.” And I was quickly out the door to meet my breeder. My cock twitched, and I was out the door walking towards my top in the dark. He was waiting for me in the shadows of the driveway, free-balling in gym shorts and a t-shirt. I didn’t even see him at first, and almost walked past him, except for his low call for me “over here.” As I approached his deep voice, I saw that he was at full mast and stroking his thick meaty cock. I pulled my poppers out dropped to my knees and started to worship his manhood. We are under a tree, between a truck and a privacy face. His shorts drop to the pavement as quickly as my knees do. I face inches from his throbbing 7 inches of cut cock. I take a deep hit from the brown bottles and start by teasing his smooth balls with my tongue, smelling his manhood. As I’m lapping at his nuts, his dick is twitching above; gently smacking me on my right cheek. I slowly work my tongue up the bottom of his cock, licking and teasing the vein until I get to the head. I want to tease his for a while longer. My tongue darts down the length of his dick; and my mouth engulfs his balls. I give them a through tongue bath, and take another deep hit. My mouth is back at his balls, and works it way back to the head; and I finally give him the blowjob he has been anticipating for the 10 minutes that I have been teasing him with my talented mouth. The blow job does not last long, its not why I’m there. But I need to feel this beautiful cock tickle my tonsils for a few minutes. I work it for a while with my mouth. Let him fuck my throat for a few more minutes. Finally, I have had enough, and I get up from my knees in front of him. I’m finally face to face with my nameless top. No words are spoken, as he reaches around and slips his right hand down the back of my pants and finds my hole immediately. As we make out in the dark, under that tree he starts to massage and tease my ass like I did with his cock. Going back and forth from playing with my hole and my sensitive nipples. He works a finger into my cunt, driving it deeper and deeper into me. Then a second finger joins the first. At this point I am panting like a bitch in heat, bucking my ass back onto his intruding hand. I am hunger and ready to get fucked like a whore. Our lips break away from each other, as we take a moment to catch our breath, we each take a step back to look each other over. His shorts are still around his ankles, his hard cock twitching in the wind, ready to fuck. I reach into my pocket and hand the lube over to him. I brace myself over the hood of the truck parked in the driveway, as my track pants drop to the pavement like his did 20 minutes earlier. My jock strapped ass is out in the wind, I take an even deeper hit from the brown bottle, and prepare for the assault I know I am about to receive. He lubes up his thick meat, and he smears some lube unceremoniously on my waiting hole. Quickly, he lines up his cock, and pushes to the hilt in one swift stroke. It takes my breath away. I feel his neatly trimmed pubes against my smooth round ass, and his hands grab my hips and hold me down onto his cock as it throbs inside of me. My ass slowly adjusts to the invasion, and relax. I relax even more as I inhale deeply on my trusty poppers. He slowly pulls his shave out of my, until just the tip of his perfect cock is left inside me. I sigh in my moment of relief, then his cock slams back in to me. This starts the cycle of him slowly withdrawing and then violently fucking back into me. I start to adjust to the fuck. I’m totally turned on getting used by this stud in the driveway of his parent’s house. I lose control and start to moan and bet for him to fuck me like the filthy slut that I know I was born to be. At this point he is jackhammering my hole, and calling me names. “dirty slut, I can’t believe you are getting barebacked by a stranger.” My only response is more moans, and pleads for his cum. “You whore, you don’t even know my name and you’re begging for my seed.” I push my cock back onto his cock as hard has he is fucking it into me. We are both breathing heavy and panting in our animal passion. His balls tighten up, and whispers in my ear, “take my babies.” He pulls his cock out of my ass after he fucks his sperm deep into my body, and smacks my ass with his hand. And then it ends as soon as it began. His shorts get pulled up and he makes a beeline for the house. I’m still catching my breath in the driveway with my pants around my ankles. I take a few moments to savor the encounter before I pull up my pants and head home. My desire to get breed is not satisfied, now I only want more.

Chapter 4: The Preparation As I laid on my stomach Daddy began first by massaging me. His hands felt fantastic. He started by gently rubbing my shoulders and then onto my back. I was literally putty in Daddy's hands. As Daddy massaged my back I almost fell asleep. Once he finished my back he skipped my ass and started massaging my legs. By this time my body was completely limp. He took his time on my legs and I must say his massage was feeling amazing. After Daddy finished my legs he then began rubbing my butt cheeks. His big hands on my smoothly ass was heaven. As he massaged my butt cheeks he would run a finger over my butthole. This was getting me excited and causing my penis to stir. After several minutes Daddy parted my butt cheeks and started licking my hole. I thought I had died and went to heaven. His tongue along with the little bit of stubble on his face was driving me crazy. Daddy took his time licking my hole and suddenly without warning Daddy stuck his finger in my ass. I jumped a little bit at first but Daddy kept his finger in me until I relaxed. Once I was released Daddy slowly started fingering my hole. His finger felt so good. As I dried up Daddy just spit on my hole to keep me lubricated. After I got used to Daddy's finger he then inserted a second finger in my hole. Again he kept his fingers still inside me until my ass adjusted to his two fingers. Daddy then repeated the process as before and before long I was loving having two fingers inside me. As my hole got used to two fingers Daddy withdrew his fingers which left me feeling empty. I didn't have to wait long because Daddy put some sort of lube on my hole and then he inserted three fingers in my ass. Again he waited until my hole relaxed and then started fucking my ass slowly. Somewhere deep inside me I started moaning but not like a guy. I was letting out feminine moans. Daddy absolutely loved hearing me moan like a girl. Daddy fucked my hole for quite a while before he withdrew his fingers to apply more lube. After reapplying more lube Daddy then inserted four fingers up my ass. The way Daddy was preparing my hole left no doubt in my mind that he wanted me to be well prepared for his cock. As my hole adjusted to having four fingers inside me I felt completely stretched out. While Daddy kept his fingers in place he whispered in my ear that his cock was coming back to life and it wouldn't be much longer before I had his cock up my ass. Daddy then slowly fucked my hole with all four fingers and I couldn't stop moaning. But this time instead of withdrawing his fingers Daddy applied a lot more lube to my ass and next thing I knew Daddy had his fist in my ass. And Daddy doesn't have a small fist so it definitely took my breath away. I could feel my hole gripping Daddy's fist. Daddy slowly started going farther in my ass and honestly I'm not sure how much of his arm I took. It took me a while to relax having Daddy's arm inside me but once I relaxed oh my God the feeling was intense. He fucked me slowly with his arm for a long time and I knew I could take his cock now. Az Daddy slowly fucked me with his arm I started cumming. Every thing he had done to my hole had me on the edge but his arm sent me over. My ass gripped Daddy's arm as my orgasm hit. Once I finished I was limp. My orgasm was very intense. As my hole relaxed Daddy withdrew his arm slowly and as his fist came out my ass made a plop sound. I giggled like a little school girl. Daddy whispered in my ear that his cock was ready. I wiggled my ass at him and awaited his cock.

I say don’t over think it, these days people are more open sexually. I met a guy a year ago at an arcade. He was in the section that is known to have straight men. No gay porn. So I was messed up because a friend and I had been on one. This man was blonde hair blue eyes , gorgeous and very married. One thing lead to another. We end of jacking off together. But to my surprise he took me to a dark corner and planted his at least 9 in and thick cock so deep in my ass and raw. I have said before I am very nervous about barebacking. I said to him take this condom. He said no lets do it like this. I can tell your hole is clean. He slides in and I stop him because I was nervous and it felt so good. I even tell him that. He says I can’t keep stopping. I tell him to pull out . He goes in and fucks me so deep. And I can feel this head massaging my spot. He had this groove and I submitted because it’s hard , fat, and my hole has Pure silicone in it. I am in fantasy land because he so attractive, smells nice, and is destroying my ass in a good way. He shoots his nectar in my ass. And gets up and leaves immediately. I go home and each time I think of that moment for the next 3 weeks I get wet and hard. I realized that he didn’t listen to me because he knew that I wanted to get fucked by a man. I ran into him one more time there and I had poppers which he had never used. That time was just as hot! I even had wet cum stain underwear when I got home.

But, wait... there's (one) more... -------------------------------------------- Colin got home after the trip and tried to get back to his normal routine. His girlfriend seemed to be hornier than usual and while the memories of the canoe trip haunted him, he was happy to be able to fuck her. A few weeks later he got the flu and was surprised how accommodating Ken was at work. "Yeah, there's a bug goin' around. Just get yourself better" he told Colin. His fever was over a hundred, but only lasted a few days. The sweats at night kept going for over a month. The rash that covered his chest and back appeared one day and had faded four days later. He was weak and sore and stayed in bed for most of the week. Once he recovered enough to go back to work, his sexual appetite came back with a vengeance. He was screwing his girlfriend every day the first week until she came storming into the apartment one night after he got home from work. "What skank have you been fucking? You gave me a fuckin' STD!" she screamed at him as she started packing her stuff up. "What? No! I ain't been fuckin any other chicks than you, babe" Colin protested. "How did I get the clap, then? Divine miracle? You fuckin' cheating asshole! Get out of my way and I never want to see you again!" she said as she stormed out, lugging his two large duffel bags full of her clothes out the door. He increasingly found himself back at the booths in the adult book store and even told a few guys to "back their asses up" to the hole. After a several more heated accusations from women he fucked, he went to the clinic and got tested for STDs. He showed up at work the day after he got the results looking despondent and working much slower than normal. Ken noticed him walking aimlessly around the warehouse and called him over. "You ok, Colin? You seem pretty distracted" Ken said in a fatherly tone. Colin shook his head and a tear ran down his cheek. Ken took him into the office and asked "What's up?" After staring at his feet for several seconds Colin replied "I'm fucked, man. I went to the clinic and they told me I got some STDs. Gave me a big shot, but said one they can't cure." Ken smiled back at Colin. "You'll be fine. It comes with the territory. You fuck around, you'll catch something eventually. I've had my share. If they give you drugs, talk to me before you start taking them, though. I know some people that would love to take some of your potent seed first" Ken said as Colin nodded and headed back to work. It had been over four months since the canoe trip but Ken finally heard what he had been hoping for. He had Colin busy almost every weekend after that, either fucking chasers or naive neg guys he found. Sometimes it was just one guy and other times it was two or three. If he couldn't find a victim, he would drag Colin to the bathhouse and have him breed whoever he could. Ken even found the occasional girl for Colin to fuck. Colin got used to fucking guys and as long as no one tried to fuck him, he was good with it. It was nice getting laid as much as he wanted and not having to deal with a relationship. "I'm a horny guy, but these fags can't seem to get enough" Colin thought. "Hey Colin, come here" Ken yelled out one day. "Yeah, boss?" Colin said as he ran up to Ken. "You takin' those drugs?" Ken asked. "No, you told me not to and I haven't been back to the clinic since they gave em to me" Colin replied. "Good. You up for another Canoe trip? You get to fuck this year" Ken said with a grin.

Colin's moaning didn't last long. Several minutes later, Andy jabbed his tongue in and then stood up, dragging his cock over Colin's hole. The head of his cock was wet with precum and slid easily into the spit covered entrance. Colin groaned as he got fucked again, his ass still hurt from the earlier penetrations and here he was in front of a bunch of guys getting fucked like a whore. Andy really liked being watched as he fucked, whether he was a top or bottom. He was even used to his dad watching him fuck and as he looked over Steve was staring back at him with a huge smile. "Charge him up good, son" Steve said as he stroked his cock. Andy got on his feet, jockey style, and hammered Colin's ass while Colin begged him to stop. After ten minutes Colin collapsed down on the sand, taking Andy with him. Andy slammed a few more times before he thrust in deep and fired off six jets of toxic seed. He laid there on top of Colin, the pair panting together a minute. Finally, Andy got off Colin and pulled him to his feet before leading him over to the other guys. "Show em your wrecked cunt, Newbie" Andy said to Colin sternly. Colin turned and showed his ass to PJ first, who shoved a finger in roughly, scraping around before pulling it out and licking his finger clean. Danny followed suit and made Colin yell out as the fingernail dug into his soft insides. Eric, Billy, and Steve each got their taste of the poison eating away at Colin's guts. Finally, Colin stood in front of Ken who stood up and looked over the marks on Colin's shoulder. "Seven with that breeding there. Nice job, Andy" Ken remarked. "Thanks. He'll have at least eight in the morning and then he's all yours" Andy replied with a sinister laugh. The group finally called it a night a few hours later and headed to their tents. Once inside, Andy told Colin "I'm gonna need that ass to keep my dick warm tonight so get closer" The two spooned and Andy humped Colin slowly until he shot another few spurts inside. A few hours later, Andy woke up feeling the cool air on his body and Colin had rolled away. He climbed on top and shoved his dick back into Colin's battered cunt. A few minutes of pounding had Colin whimpering and begging "Please... cum in me and let me sleep!" Andy gave Colin what he asked for, several jets of seed filling his ravaged hole and some time for rest to get ready for the next day. Andy woke up the next morning to the sound of Colin wanking. He grabbed Colin's hand and twisted it hard. "You heard the rules. Newbies can't jack off" Andy said loudly. He pulled Colin out of the tent and they stood there naked on the sand as Ken walked up to Colin. Ken reached down and grabbed Colin's balls and squeezed hard. Colin screamed out "FUCK!!!!" and soon everyone was standing around them. Ken squeezed again and said "I told you there would be hell to pay if you broke the rules" before loosening his grip. Colin started to double over in pain and PJ bear hugged him from behind to pull him up straight, his stiff cock nestling between Colin's butt cheeks. Ken squeezed his balls again, his face inches from Colin's. "This is just a sample. This is gonna feel like I tickled you compared to next time" Ken barked out. He squeezed hard one more time and then released him, walking back to the camp fire. Colin didn't remember much of the next two days. He drank heavily and was stumbling by the time they made camp both days. Both his ass and throat were sore from frequent fucks by the other six guys. Andy spent the rest of the trip fucking PJ, Danny and Eric until Thursday morning when he drilled Colin in the tent, leaving one more viral load in him. The group stopped a few times, giving Colin's ass more abuse until they arrived at the end point. They dragged the canoes up on the beach and waited for the bus to arrive. "I think this is the earliest we've ever finished" Ken said as he walked over to Colin who was sitting on the sand looking exhausted. "How'd you do?" Ken asked, not expecting an answer from Colin and looked over his back. "Hmmm, 31 loads. Not bad for a straight guy. Guess we'll wait and see if the trip was a success" added Ken. Steve walked up to Ken and nudged him with his elbow. "You gonna tell him?" Steve asked with a sinister smile. "Nah, let him figure it out. Hopefully he'll pass it on to a few before then" Ken replied. Colin looked up at the two guys and scrunched his face up, unclear on what they were talking about. He just hoped no one would tell his co-workers about him getting fucked and sucking dick the whole trip.

I found this guy online. He wanted to be bred anonymously by a HIV positive top. When I arrived he has been waiting chest down and ass up in the air like a good cumdump should. I fucked him deep and rough and pumped a huge load inside his willing pussy. In this clip you can see my internal cumshot and a river of seed leaking out his hole when I pulled out. Subscribe, rate and comment if you like a video. Keep me motivated to upload more 🙂 [think before following links] https://www.xtube.com/video-watch/breeding-an-anonymous-negative-cumdump-ass-a-toxic-load-43405531

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.

With so many people temporarily or permanently losing their jobs because of Coronavirus, and with that people losing their insurance, do you think that there could be a spike in new HIV infections because guys can't afford PREP? Have guys cut back on their PREP to conserve it? Are guys having more or less bareback sex over the past couple of weeks?

I watched Louis walk down the path toward the bar, but he turned and headed over to the next row of campsites. My curiosity got to me and I started to follow him, making sure I stayed far enough behind him so he didn't see me. I wanted him to do what he wanted and left him to it. I saw him stop at Larry and Trey's site for a few minutes and then kept walking. Once I got to Larry's site I was surprised to see Trey bent over the end of the picnic table getting fucked. A hat at the other end of the table had several $5 bills in it. "Five bucks gives ya five minutes" Larry told a few guys next to me. "You get it for free, of course" he said pointing to me. I smiled seeing the cum dripping from Trey's ass and then continued following Louis. As I turned on to the next row of sites, I saw Louis leading the 50's bear down the path towards the bar. The guy's partner, the naked 40's otter was following a short distance behind. They walked past the bar and down toward our campsite. I kept myself hidden, but tailed them and watched as Louis led the pair to the playground. I was too far away to hear anything, but I could figure it all out just by watching. Louis pointed at the sling and the bear took his jeans and boxers off, handing them to the otter who folded them and set them down on a bench. The bear laid back on the sling and adjusted himself so his ass was hanging off the edge. Next, Louis' finger was pointing and the otter was on his knees next to the sling. Louis raised the bear's legs up and put his feet in the straps. Next, he took his own jeans off and was standing there, naked, between the bear's legs. He kneeled down and buried his face in the bear's ass. I could see the otter squirm and I could tell that he was uncomfortable watching his Dom in this position. Louis spent several minutes eating out the bears hole and I faintly heard grunts and groans that seemed to be coming from both of them. I moved around to try and get a better view and stopped just as Louis stood up. He dragged his cock along the bear's crack and then pushed it to his hole. He paused and I saw him saying something to the bear right before he pushed in. The otter gasped as he watched his top get penetrated. Louis slowly sank into the guy and then pulled back. The second time he plunged in a little faster and kept building speed slowly. Once he got a good rhythm going, he let the sling start to do most of the work and had the bear fucking himself on Louis's shaft. Occasionally, Louis would give a firm thrust into the bear and push him all the way off until he tugged on the chains and impaled the guy again. It was obvious that this was not going to be a quick five minute fuck and Louis was speeding up and slowing down, thrusting hard then gentle. It was nice to stand there and watch Louis fuck. Whenever I had done it before, either he was fucking me or we were part of a group. Other than rubbing my crotch, I now had my undivided attention on watching him. He was sexy, confident and fluid in his motions. He was even sexier to me now than when we first met and realized I was proud of how far he'd come. Less than a year ago he was a straight guy in an unhappy relationship and now he was a bi guy with a lot more variety in how and who he fucked. I kept watching and was captivated as I had my own private porno going on in front of me. Louis pulled on the chains and buried his cock to the hilt and held the guy there a moment. He slammed in a few times before he began pounding the bear's ass. I could see the sweat glisten on his hairy body and fly off on to the bear. Both of them seemed to be growling with Louis being the more vocal one. After a few minutes, he shoved in hard and I could see his body shake as he flooded the bear's guts with a pent up load. They stood there for a little while and Louis slowly pulled out. I could tell he was talking to the bear's sub and soon the otter was reluctantly licking the bear's ass clean of Louis' cum. Louis pulled his shorts on and looked around. There were only four or five of us watching but Louis had a large smile on his face. He walked up to me and said "That should teach that fucker for encouraging everyone to fuck our brains out." I chuckled and started to walk back to our campsite. "Who's your next one?" Louis asked. "Not sure yet, I'm a little thirsty" I replied and kept walking. Louis followed me into the bar. Once inside, I stopped and slowly looked around at the scattered crowd of guys. Everyone's eyes turned to us and all of them stopped talking. I grinned and walked over to the bar and sat down on a stool and Louis took the one next to me. "A couple pints, Joey" I said. Joey poured the pints and set them down in front of us. I could feel the eyes staring at Louis and I and there were only a few hushed words. A little breeze came through the door and I could smell the sweat and cum from Louis' body. If I wasn't plotting my next move, I would have dragged him back to the tent and licked and sniffed every inch of his body. "Sounds like you two have been taking advantage of the cuffs. Larry and his son earlier and then George just now" Joey said with a little nervousness in his voice. I waited a few seconds before I answered, wanting to keep the tension in the air. "Seems silly to waste an opportunity like this. Besides, there's a nice selection of guys to choose from" I replied. Louis snickered and we both wondered what response we would get. With nothing but silence, I added "We weren't totally selfish. We shared Trey with a few guys" and then chuckled. No one seemed to laugh at my joke and Louis and I slowly nursed our beers. A little while later Joey called out "Sam, cover the bar for a bit, I need a smoke break." A younger, skinny guy came around the bar and gave Joey a pack of reds. Joey walked out the back door and I waited a minute before standing up and said to Louis, a little louder than necessary, "I left my phone in the tent. Be right back, grab me another pint, please." I walked out of the bar and looked around. Joey was over near a BBQ grill, staring off into the sky as he dragged on a cig. I reached into my pocket and pulled my phone out, heading over his way. "Hey Joey, guess what?" He looked at me, completely confused. The more I stared back at him the more he realized what was about to happen. "You're fuckin' next" I said as I turned him around. I pulled his cargo shorts down which left him in a jockstrap and a sweat soaked tee. "I've wanted this ass since I first came up here years ago" I said. I opened my shorts just enough to pull my quickly hardening cock out. "Oh fuck" Joey blurted out. I chuckled and pulled his tee off before I wrapped my arm around his thick body. Whispering into his ear, I said "you set us up and now it's time to pay." I ground against his furry ass a little bit before my cock was so fuckin hard I couldn't bear it. My shaft rubbed up and down along his crack a few more seconds, leaking precum over his fur and my dick. I aimed my phone down and pushed record as I guided my cock in and only a few strokes later my cock found it's target. "Oh shit. Make it quick, I need to be back inside soon" Joey said. I stood there, my cock leaking pre and nestled tight against Joey's hole. "Nah, I want this to last. I want people to come out here wondering what happened to you and watch you get fucked" I said. I heard him gasp and then laughed to myself. Pushing harder, I soon felt his hole start to let me in. He was one of the tightest I had fucked in a while and I quickly remembered the first few fucks with Louis. Joey wasn't used to being fucked and that made getting my dick inside him even more enjoyable. I rocked my hips slowly at first, pushing deeper into him and then pulling back. It was a good thing I'd already blown a few loads today or I would have shot within a minute or two. Each stroke got longer and longer and Joey was whimpering at feeling my bare dick fuck his ass. The longer I fucked the more I realized Joey wasn't used to being on this end of a fuck. The harder I fucked, the more verbal Joey got. Lots of bottoms I fuck quickly move into moaning or other ways of showing that they love taking dick. Not Joey. He was a top and he wasn't giving in to the pleasure his ass could know. At that time, I really didn't care. It was a different attitude than I normally had, since I usually wanted my sex partner to have as much pleasure as I was getting. But Joey had set us up to be the camp bitches for the night and I was going to make sure he was going to endure a long, hard fuck. I may have started out slow, but once I had him stretched a bit I fucked harder. I wasn't going to be a jerk and rape him, but I was pounding his ass. While Joey was a big guy with plenty of padding, his ass was pretty firm and muscular like his legs. The more I fucked the louder his grunts got and it didn't take long for us to attract a crowd. I was sure Joey didn't want to have a bunch of his customers watch him get fucked, he didn't have a choice and I really like having an audience. I pushed him over and he grabbed the ends of the grill while I drilled his ass. The camera was catching each thrust in and out of his furry ass and when I watched it later you could see the sweat drip down over the hair on his back and ass. I glanced around and the group had gotten bigger, some even stroking their cocks as I fucked Joey. "Come on, dude. Finish up, I can't take any more" Joey whined. I laughed and replied "Sometimes it takes me a while to cum." I grabbed his shoulder with one hand, drilling his ass and then slowed down. I'm pretty sure everyone was out of the bar and watching the owner get fucked. I saw Louis who had a big grin peering out of his bushy beard watch me fuck Joey. I really have no idea how long I fucked but it was obvious that Joey was in pain. He had a lot of lube in his ass from all the precum my cock was dripping, but that really wasn't enough. He was tight and I was making him feel every inch of my cock plus the piercing. My balls started to churn and I didn't think I could last much more. Louis came over and took the phone from my hand and became my cameraman. My mind wanted to fuck Joey for a few more hours but my balls said "breed him." The last few strokes got ragged as did my breath and I slammed in a few more times before my balls won the battle. Ropes of hot cum flooded Joey's ravaged ass as I moaned out with each one. I heard lots of comments as guys around us realized I was cumming deep inside Joey. They may have been surprised that a top guy like Joey got fucked and bred, but Joey knew that the moment that the cuffs no longer meant anything the party was over. He took it in hopes that there would be another "designated hole" the following year. I pulled Joey up and felt his sweaty back on my chest. My arms wrapped around him while my dick was still buried in his ass. I whispered in his ear "Thanks, bud. You can be my bitch any time" before laughing loudly. The crowd started to move back to their tents or the bar and I pulled my cock out of Joey's ass. I slapped his butt and Louis zoomed in on the cum running out of Joey's hole. Joey pulled up his shorts and turned back to me. "You're a fucking asshole" he said to me and then laughed. We gave each other a hug and walked back into the bar, our arms wrapped around each other. I sat down on my stool as Joey walked back on to the other side. "I think you owe me another pint, since I just dumped one up your ass" I said with a grin.

It should also be noted that there is a world wide shortage of condoms and few being manufacturer. Not a big issue here, perhaps more conversions among the "safe sex only crowd" more brothers rediscover BB sex.

This lockdown has been making me crazy but luckily I've been in semi-quarantine with the same three guys I've been seeing since December. I say semi-quarantine because I have to drive to their place to get laid but it's totally worth it because I've been getting laid a lot. Yesterday they were totally worn out so I left them alone for a few hours but on Saturday I drained their balls every chance I got. I've never considered myself a size queen before, even though I love a big dick. But I've been so spoiled that I'm definitely going to have a hard time adapting if I ever lose access. Plus my ass is really loose right now. I had plans to go get laid on Saturday afternoon so I got up early to work in the yard with my mom. I helped in the garden in planted some lavender in the front yard. While I was working I let one rip by my mom and she told me "That was a loose ass fart." She knows I've been going to see these guys to get fucked and assumes that they're hung (they are), so I didn't try to deny it. I just agreed with her and finished my work so I could hurry over and see my studs. I ended up getting my ass wrecked over and over. I spent the night so I could get laid again but I woke up extra early (before 5 in the morning) and was feeling restless. So I texted my bf hoping he'd want to meet up early and screw a load into me but it was way too early and he didn't respond. I got fucked one more time, then I went home and slept in my own bed. When I woke up I wanted to see how loose my pussy really was so I checked it out in the mirror and I was really proud of it! I snapped a couple of blurry pics and one good one, then I moisturized it and let it rest while my men took the day off. Since I didn't get laid last night I'm super horny and have been texting my studs. I literally just got a reply while I was writing this out so I'm going to freshen my pussy up and go get it serviced again.

AlexBreedwell BREEDING A RANDOM CUMDUMP ON THE BEACH IN FUERTEVENTURA I went for a night walk down the beach in Fuerteventura during my holiday. Seen this guy flashing his ass and I couldn't stop myself. I fucked him silly and shoot my load inside him. You can see it dripping out his used cunt. I went to the same spot following night and pumped even more seed into his hole. Subscribe and comment if you wanna see more of my fucks. Keep me motivated 😉 [think before following links] https://www.xtube.com/video-watch/breeding-a-random-cumdump-on-the-beach-in-fuerteventura-43394881

Part 8 - Day 5 At Sea Luca woke with a heavy head and sat up in bed slowly rubbing it. He didn't have that much to drink to cause his bad head he thought to himself, it took him a moment to realise that Brad was lying next to him sleeping. Not so worried about his heavy head he was concerned about how sore his ass felt and that Brad was still in his bed. Last thing he remembered was kissing Brad and falling asleep after getting pounded the third time. Brad felt the bed moving and sensed Luca had woken up, opening his eyes Luca was sat up looking down at him. "Morning" Brad said running his hand along Luca's back "sorry I didn't mean to stay over". Luca studied him for a moment "That's okay" he said being pulled back down in to Brad's arms. "Thank you for the amazing sex" Brad quietly said kissing Luca. Luca smiled at him "You certainly now how to fuck my ass is so sore". Luca heard the suite door opening and looked at the time "Dam" he said knowing it was Ramon with his coffee. "Morning Luca" Ramon said climbing up the stairs and stopping at the top looking at them both. Luca looked embarrassed whilst Brad laid there calmly "Sorry I only brought one cup" Ramon said looking at Brad. Brad lifted his head "We can share" he said smiling at Ramon. "Aren't you in the wrong suite?" Ramon said sarcastically walking towards the table. Brad laid back and made a show of stroking Luca "It has nothing to do with you, you can leave". Ramon plonked the tray down and looked at Luca "Enjoy" he said and turned to leave. "Ramon" Luca called after him but he carried on walking down the stairs, he was about to jump out of bed. Brad pulled him back "Ignore him Luca he is just the butler". "How can you disregard a persons feelings like that?" Luca asked Brad in an annoyed tone. Brad leaned over and poured a cup of coffee "You should have thought about that before having sex with me". "Drink your coffee" Brad said handing Luca the cup "your only blowing him for his pleasure". Luca took a gulp of coffee and handed the cup to Brad "And you didn't fuck me for your pleasure?". Brad smirked "I think you got just as much pleasure the way you kept pushing your ass up on my cock". "Still you shouldn't treat people like that" Luca said getting out of bed and heading to the bathroom. Brad looked at him smiling "Want to shower together?" he asked moving and sitting on the edge of the bed. Luca stopped and looked over at Brad whilst holding the bathroom door open "Come on". Luca squeezed his eyes shut, his body pushed up against the shower wall his sore ass taking the full force of Brad's hard cock yet again. Powerless to stop him the feeling in his ass was like it was being poked by an hot iron bar. His head leaned back in to the crook of Brad's shoulder riding through the pain he was enjoying sheer power of Brad inside him. His hands pulling Luca's ass cheeks wider apart to get deeper and grind Luca hard against the shower wall. He was horny and soon clamped his arms around Luca's chest and waist holding him delivering a fourth load. Brad kissed Luca's neck, his cock firmly locked inside Luca. Reaching over for the complimentary body wash he lathered up Luca's chest from behind, slowly working his way down the body and grabbing hold of Luca's cock. His hips gently grinding his cock in Luca he began masturbating him and biting at his neck, kissing him, tweaking his nipples. Luca's knees buckled from his orgasm but Brad held him up and kissed Luca harder right through until his orgasm finished. Brad chuckled and slowly pulled his cock out seeing a drip of pink fluid hitting the shower tray mixed with the water and soap it quickly washed away. In order to be discreet they both headed to the main buffet to grab some breakfast, in theory Luca really wanted to hide from Ramon and felt it was best to keep out of his way for the day. After breakfast Luca went back to his suite and put the do not disturb sign on the door and spent the day chilling out reading in the peace and quiet. Several times he looked out on to the terrace below and saw the four American guys swimming and lazing by the pool, taking reflection of his voyage so far he had been blinkered to what gay sex could really be like. Yes he found Andre hot and loved feeling his body on top of me, but Brad brought out a side in Luca he never knew existed. One thing he never counted on was experiencing unprotected sex and how good it really felt, catching anything was the last thing he was thinking of. Mid afternoon Luca put his book down, he had moved downstairs and sat on the sofa where he could see down the terrace. Standing up he walked over to the window moving the net curtain he looked out at the expansive views of nothing by sea and sky. Oliver saw the curtain move and watched Luca looking out at the view, excusing himself and putting on his t-shirt he walked inside and up the two decks to Luca's suite. He had no plan of action, all he really wanted to do was be near Luca and talk. Luca's parent popped in asking if he was joining them for afternoon tea and listen to the string quartet. Declining and electing to have tea in his suite he was going to read a few more pages before ordering. A few minutes after the doorbell to the suite rang, Luca looked over to the door and ignored it until it rang again. "Luca" Oliver said standing there at the door when he opened it "haven't seen you today". Luca opened the door all the way "Come in" he said "I am having a quiet day reading". "Am I disturbing you, I can go if you want" Oliver offered walking inside. Luca smiled "No, I quite like your company as long as your not trying to get me in bed" he said laughing. Oliver turned and smiled "I am unarmed" he replied laughing and holding his hands up. "Sit please" Luca said "I was beginning to think all 4 of you were trying to bed me". Luca noticed the smile go from Oliver's face "You are aren't you?" Luca asked now his curiosity rose. Oliver nodded "Sort of" he replied "I mean all four of us took one look at you..." he said trailing off. Luca walked over to him "Would you like to join me for afternoon tea?". "How very British" Oliver said laughing "yes I would love to if you don't mind". Luca about to pick up the phone looked at Oliver "Oh and don't mind the butler if he gets funny". Oliver laughed "Are you still doing it with him?" he asked "I know Brad caught you blowing him". Luca poked his tongue out "Very funny, that is all we do" he replied "and I kiss him". Luca ordered afternoon tea and hung up the phone "Do I get to try that then?" Oliver asked grinning at Luca. "Which?" Luca asked knowing full well what Oliver was referring to "or both?". Oliver smiled "Kiss I think first" he replied "I would like to take things slowly with you". Luca sat down besides him "I don't know" he said studying Oliver "how do I know your intentions and honourable?". Oliver mulled the question for a moment "Put some faith in me Luca" he replied looking serious. Luca chuckled and hearing the doorbell ring he called out "Come in" and Ramon entered. The smile quickly left Ramon's face seeing yet another guy sat with Luca "Your afternoon tea gentlemen". Luca chuckled "Thanks Ramon" he said feeling Oliver nudging him watching Ramon set the tea and scones out. Luca looked at Oliver then to Ramon "Oliver would you like to try?" he asked looking back at Oliver. "Sorry?" Oliver asked looking confused. "I will pour the tea Ramon" Luca said putting his hand on the pot to stop Ramon. Ramon looked at him "Very well sir" he replied glancing at Oliver "do you need anything else?". Luca looked at Ramon "He does" he said pointing to Oliver. Ramon looked at Luca then at Oliver who had a shocked look on his face. By the time Oliver turned back to look at Ramon he was already kneeling on the sofa in front of Oliver unzipping his trousers. Trapped Oliver smiled shaking his head at Luca, his head pulled forward straight on to Ramon's cock. Oliver grabbed Ramon's hips and quickly begun working his cock. Luca sat there open mouthed unable to figure out where this had come from, it was like he was pimping Oliver out to his butler. The scene in front of him was making his own cock hard, he played host and poured Oliver a cup to tea then sat back and watched. Ramon smiled at Luca then pulled Oliver's head forward holding it in place, he moaned and thrusted his hips forward releasing his cum in to Oliver's mouth. Standing up he put his cock away and zipped up his trousers. Luca leaned over and kissed Oliver catching him again by surprise. Ramon picked his tray up 'Enjoy your afternoon tea gentlemen' he said smiling and walking out leaving Luca and Oliver alone. Luca grinned "Saves me having to do a little job later". "You pimped me out to your butler" Oliver chuckled "You know that is going to cost you dearly for that". Luca laughed "Sugar in your tea?" he now asked so casually. Oliver burst out laughing "Your bloody crackers" he said lunging forward and kissing Luca "no sugar". It turned out to be the strangest afternoon tea with Oliver, so much laughter and talk. Oliver told Luca things he had never told anyone else, from how he made his fortune to his life in New York and his home. Luca explained about his job offers, graduation and some of the sexual encounters he had at university. He also confessed how this voyage had opened his eyes and allowed him to be more comfortable with his sexuality in front of people. By the time Oliver left it was already coming up to 6pm, they had spent 3 hours talking. Luca had found someone interesting, his biggest worry was the 8 year age gap but you would never know it looking at Oliver. He was charming and definitely hands on with his stroking and touching of Luca whenever he could. Oliver returned to his suite smitten having spent time getting to know Luca, not only was the guy sexy as hell, he was incredibly intelligent, respectful and well grounded. He had a sense of humour that Oliver got and played to it. Oliver felt that every sign was there and Luca was interested. Tonight Oliver and Liam were hosting a cocktail party in their suite and Luca relented after much persuasion by Oliver to come along. Luca had an hour to get ready, thankfully it was an informal evening so he didn't have to worry to much about what to wear. Despite Oliver co-hosting he spent quite a bit of time chatting with Luca and his parents, Liam was still playing the aloof one with Luca. It was driving Luca crazy and the more Liam did this the more Luca was determined, he couldn't explain why he was drawn to him. His subconsciousness was driving him and he needed affirmation from Liam that he was a catch for any man. Embarrassingly when they all walked to dinner together his parents invited the four guys to dine with them. Luca took his chance and took a seat next to Liam casually and ignored him. Liam only managed it through the starter before sussing out that Luca was playing him at his own game. An accidental brushing of the leg causing Luca to look at him, Liam carried on his conversation with Gio as if nothing had happened. By the time the main course was finished their legs were touching, Liam still made no show of it and Luca was holding in his need to laugh at their game. The group was the last to leave the restaurant, Luca excused himself feeling tired he needed and early night. He felt Liam bump into him that lasted a little longer than a normal accidental bump. By the time Luca looked Liam had turned his back and said good night to everyone walking off. He couldn't decide what Liam's game was, all through dinner and accidental bumps were turning Luca on and this was one strange and very tempting man. Luca walked out on the promenade deck and do a couple of laps walking around before retiring. His parents went to the theatre and Luca enjoyed the solitude of his walk clearing his head. Opening the doors he stepped inside and walked up the stairs to his suite. Fumbling around in his pocket he banged his head on the door "Fuck" he said unable to find his cruise card. "Lost something?" Liam said turning the corner smiling and holding Luca's cruise card. Luca walked over "Very funny" he said reaching out "you stole my card" he continued as Liam held it higher. Liam looked at Luca "Do you want it back?" he asked waving it around just out of his reach. "You like to play games don't you" Luca said giving up "please give me my card back". Suddenly Liam moved forward causing Luca to step back his gaze fixed on Luca "You can have it back soon". Liam stood in front of Luca opening the door and gently pushed him inside "No more games". Luca watched him close the door and place the card on the table, he walked towards Luca who stood there like he was waiting for something to happen. Liam stood close and ran his hand down Luca's arm, the closeness of his body and the way he touched him shot down any resilience he may of had. Luca looked up in to his eyes for a moment then felt the bristles of Liam's cropped beard against his face. Lightly he kissed Luca's cheek moving around and closer to his mouth. Their lips met and Luca's seamlessly parted inviting Liam to kiss him. The beard tickled Luca's chin and face with their mouths firmly locked together, he kissed and held Luca's body close. The tender firm kissing melted Luca as he stood in his arms, hands roamed downwards cupping Luca's ass with squeezes and caressing movements. Thoughts of his early night diminished rapidly, Liam was to good an opportunity to pass by. Slapping and caressing his ass harder made Luca grind his groin in to Liam's. Then by magic Luca felt his trousers falling down his legs, the light fingered Liam made quick work and he stepped out of them standing half naked. Slowly Liam's hand slipped inside Luca's underwear his kissing increased in intensity, his finger working from the top of his ass cheek rubbing and letting it slip deeper between his cheeks finding the prize. Using a circling motion with his finger Luca moaned and pushed his body forward closer to Liam's again. Acting like it was a signal Liam took the cue and slipped his finger inside Luca's hole, Luca tried to pull back caught by surprise and failed being held by Liam's free arm. He moaned in to Liam's mouth and rose on tip toes the deeper his finger probed massaging the inside of his hole gently but enough to stir Luca making his legs wobble. Liam pulled his finger out slowly then licked it seductively keeping his eyes fixed on Luca. Abruptly he was spun around and pushed on to the sofa his head hanging over the back, his underwear pulled down and Luca shrieked briefly feeling the coarse beard scratching at the sensitive lips of his hole. He raised his head moaning as the wet warmth of Liam's tongue ravaged his hole devouring it like a desert course. Liam slipped his trousers down teasing his cock out of his underwear, already slimy with toxic precum. His nine inches showing beautifully and the head glistening, he moved upwards leaning over Luca rubbing his cock against Luca's hole. He turned his head 'oh fuck' Luca said gulping and catching a glimpse of the monster, moaning loudly he bit the edge of the sofa feeling Liam pushing the head of his cock in with purpose. His hand holding Luca's shoulder to stop him moving forward. Liam began teasing Luca pulling the head out then pushing it back in until there was no more resistance and it opened up nicely. Letting go of Luca he slapped his ass harder spitting at the closing hole and lashing it furiously with his tongue. Luca emitted a noise halfway between a cry and moan. Both hands clamped down hard on to his shoulders and again he moaned feeling his hole distending to take the head of Liam's cock. He continued teasing Luca's hole every time he pushed back in it went a little deeper. Luca gripped on to the back of the sofa making soft moans and whimpers, weirdly he was enjoying the teasing in an almost hypnotic state. Liam had enough of his cock inside and began working the shaft through the tightness in a steady fluid motion, slipping deeper and deeper inside. Luca lost all inhibitions and breathed heavily through the feeling like his whole body was expanding to accommodate Liam's cock. He moaned louder and longer feeling the coarse pubes brushing against his hole, Liam came to a stop with the full length of his cock now inside Luca. Wrapping his free arm around Luca's waist holding him in place his hips slowly gyrated and moved with small strokes still keeping a tight hold on Luca. The movement was enough to give Luca the sensation whilst allowing him a few minutes grace to get use to his cock. The sheer thought of this cock inside him made Luca feel slutty, that feeling surfaced the more Luca was driven and turned on 'fuck me' he begged Liam, 'oh yes fuck me' he begged again. Liam smiled kissing the back of his neck and biting him gently then introducing slow longer and deeper strokes. Luca cried biting on the back of the sofa, the intense deep penetration felt like he was being stabbed on the inside and experiencing a whole new sexual sensation that ran through his body. Liam slowly picked up the pace with his strokes, drawing back more and more each time until he was feeding Luca the entire length deep in to his core and holding it there for maximum effect. Liam slammed in hard taking Luca by surprise whimpering he raised his head unable to form any words he simpered with every breath. Liam ground his cock deeper in to Luca who pushed his ass out wanting more of it, the rhythm slowly switching until Liam moved in to breeding mode unable to hold back from busting his nut. Luca continued moaning quietly with all nine inches deep inside he could sense every change in Liam and knew he was building up to his climax. He felt the arm loosen around his waist and suddenly is clamped on to his other shoulder, Liam leaned up and growled deep in his throat his grip on Luca preventing him moving away and keeping him perfectly positioned on his cock. The thumping sound grew louder and quicker with his balls hitting Luca's ass hard, he growled again feeling his balls nearing journeys end. His hands glided up and circled around Luca's neck, squeezing sharply he felt Luca's body tense in response and his ass clenched down on his cock. Luca opened his eyes his face going red he made no sound and quickly moved one hand to his cock managing one stroke before he shot his load over the sofa. Liam thrusted in hard again his ball sack tightening quickly and giving several more deep thrusts he moaned heaving a deep breath in relief releasing his toxic load deep in to Luca 'fuck yeah take my toxic seed' he growled out pumping harder and grinding in to Luca's body. Releasing Luca's neck he collapsed forward on Luca's back, securing his arms around him tightly keeping Luca impaled on his cock. The small tears in his anal lining quickly coating with toxic seed. His deep thrusting slowed into gentle massaging pushing his seed in deeper. Luca came down from his head rush panting heavily, his ass still full of Liam's cock was beginning to feel sore. Liam clearly knew how to fuck and Luca wanted him to stay inside all night, he knew he couldn't take another round of that. His body slowly relaxing from the most intense orgasm and sexual experience he ever had. Strangely the way Liam grabbed his neck tightly had brought him into orgasm so quickly. Breathing an almost sigh of relief feeling Liam extracted his cock slowly, gradually he could feel his ass readjusting and closing from the vacant space left as the cock finally exited. Liam kneeled down and started licking Luca's hole again, he pushed back enjoying the tender feeling of his tongue. There was only the faintest taste of semen and Liam inspected Luca's hole, he had ploughed the field and planted his seed deep. Standing up he pulled his underwear and trousers up then tucked his shirt him making him look respectable again. It was done so quietly that by the time Luca turned on to his back to sit on the sofa the suite door was closing and Liam was gone. Luca picked his clothes up and went upstairs, his cock was hard again with thoughts running through his head of when Liam grabbed his neck. He could only remember Liam growling the words 'fuck yeah take' before he closed off reaching his own orgasm. Collapsing on the bed and smiling he was enjoying this trip more than he thought he would. He did question weather it was he that was out to bed all four of the Americans, or was it the other way since it was strangely so easy. Oliver came into his thoughts and would he know he had slept with his three friends. There was something he liked about Oliver, deciding tomorrow he would try and spend some more time with him. Leaning over he turned off the light and fell in to a very fulfilled and satisfied deep sleep.

Chapter 3: First Blowjob As I laid on the bed Daddy crawled up over me very slowly. As he slowly inched his way over my body I kissed every part of his body that I could. When his cock got near my lips I was more than willing to have Daddy slide his cock into my mouth. But that was to be later. Daddy just had me kiss every beautiful inch of his cock. His cock seemed to go on forever which I absolutely loved. As I finished kissing his cock Daddy brought his balls up to my mouth. First he had me kiss them which I lovingly did. His balls were even huge. I definitely got lucky with a hung Daddy. Neck he had me suck on each of his balls. I had a hard time getting one in my mouth because they were so huge but with enough saliva I slipped them in my mouth. Daddy complimented me saying I was doing such a wonderful job. When he was satisfied with me sucking and worshipping his balls he worked his way back down with his cock dragging across my face. I again kissed every inch of his cock as he did this. Once Daddy had the head of his cock at my mouth I opened wide. Daddy slid just the head in at first and I was rewarded instantly with all the precum Daddy was leaking. I sucked on the head of Daddy's cock like I was sucking a lollipop. Once Daddy was satisfied with that he slid his cock down my throat slowly. I soon realized I didn't have a gag reflex so Daddy's cock just kept inching its way down my throat. Once Daddy's cock was buried in my throat he quickly turned around causing his cock to twist in my throat. That was a most wonderful sensation. It tickled my throat and I couldn't laugh because my throat was stuffed with Daddy's cock. Once Daddy stopped moving he withdrew his cock to allow me a breath of air. Once I caught my breath he again put his cock back in my mouth and slowly started fucking my mouth. I quickly learned how to breathe through my nose while I received the mouth fucking of a lifetime. I think Daddy got caught up in the fact that I could deep throat him so easily. Before I realized it Daddy had picked up the pace and was giving my mouth a good fucking. Honestly I was loving being used like this. I instinctively grabbed Daddy's ass cheeks and was slamming his cock down my throat. Daddy was really getting into now because he was yelling out " Take my cock you fucking faggot." For some reason I loved Daddy calling me that. After what seemed like a short time( 45 minutes to be exact) Daddy said he was about to cum. A few seconds later boy did he cum. Daddy' buried his cock down my throat and erupted what felt like directly into my stomach. Daddy seemed to cum forever and I just wanted to lay there and let him. Once Daddy finished cumming he quickly withdrew his cock from my mouth and turned around and started apologizing for the name calling. I initiated the kiss and kissed him very passionately telling him it was okay and quite honestly I loved it. He told me that no doubt I was born to be a gay bottom. He told me he did go a little bit crazy with the face fucking because he was so turned on by my ability to deep throat him. I told him I loved being used like that. I told him I got caught up myself because I felt so alive. We again kissed and when Daddy broke the kiss he asked if I was ready to have my cherry popped. I told Daddy absolutely and he had me get on my stomach. He said that it would take him a little bit to recover from his orgasm before he was hard again. I was okay with that. I was savoring every moment of my birthday and everything that was happening. Daddy got up for a brief moment to grab the lube to start preparing me for his cock. And I assure you I was prepared thoroughly.

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.

I set the rules around here and I am not a snowflake, nor am I even part of the snowflake generation. As I just explained (we were both writing our responses at the same time), the filters exist to discourage illegal discussions and to keep the site true to its original mission. They aren't there because people are "triggered" by things. There's a lot that's allowed on this site that's not "PC". And yes, some of it triggers some people. I really don't give a shit if you're triggered by something. We get a fair number of reports for things like racial slurs that we do nothing about because the context was consensual race play or fantasy/fiction. However, if someone, in anger, said the same thing to another user, that would be censored, not because of the words, but because of the anger. Being polite to other members is really important. Words, not so much.

Ch.3 It all gets blurry after this. I was already in the middle of a fuck high and still trying to process everything that had just happened. Now, however, I was in the middle of a cluster of men. All had just watched me bred and judging from the stiffness of the cocks on display they all wanted to join in adding to the cum cocktail now inside me. I felt several pairs of hands on my skin. Stroking me, poking and pinching me. Groping and exploring my body as I remained on my hands and knees like a prize bitch before judges. My nipples were being pulled and my cock was squeezed and stroked as I panted at the overwhelming attention. I felt multiple fingers probing my arsehole. Several at once stretching me even more than the thick cocks of the last two to fuck me. I was moaning and gasping continuously as the sensations all played against each other and left me almost delirious with lust. Pretty soon there was a hard cock right in front of my face and without thinking I opened my mouth and began sucking the tip. Other cocks appeared and were wanked next to my face as I continued sucking the first cock offered. The first guy pulled away by some unspoken signal and was replaced by another cock and I just kept sucking and licking. One would stay in my mouth for a few moments, maybe a minute or so, then they would step aside for another to press between my lips. Behind me it was largely similar. While I was busying myself giving blowjobs to any cock I could reach my arse was receiving a lot of attention. I had been spanked and fingered constantly since being surrounded but eventually someone took the initiative and mounted me. I’ll never know who they were but they fucked me hard and fast for a few minutes before grunting and depositing their own sticky load deep inside me. This was met with a small cheer and as he pulled out of my freshly fucked hole someone quickly replaced him and I was rocked on yet another anonymous cock. Several guys just jerked off over the fuck scene adding to the multiple spunk loads already soaking me. My arse was a sloppy, well fucked mess, I can only imagine it was pretty well gaped and puffy from how it felt to me. My face was dripping from loads as guys had pulled from my mouth to glaze me with cum like a victory mark. I honestly don’t know how long I was in that position or how many men took turns on me. All I know is that throughout the entire event my cock was leaking and tingling just on the edge of orgasm without release and this kept me begging for more. More cock. More cum. Any cock. Any cum. Eventually the numbers thinned as guys were spent or realised how long they had been there. I was left pretty much at the point of collapse, face down arse up, across the bench. There were I think five or six guys still there. All older but still sporting very hard cocks. They weren’t fucking me though. They were just stroking me and slowly bringing me back to my senses from the non-stop gang fuck I had endured. “Damn boy! That was fucking hot to watch.” “Yeah, you are one of the dirtiest cunts I’ve seen in here for a long time!” I smiled and lay on my back staring at the ceiling just revelling in the sensation still running through me. The constant prostate stimulation was keeping my own cock aching and throbbing but for some reason I just didn’t want to touch it. As I start to relax I feel someone step between my thighs and grab my ankles. I assumed he was one of the group who had stayed with me. He grinned down at me and dropped his towel to reveal a sizeable cock with a thick P.A piercing as I groaned at the thought of this working into me I noticed the scorpion tattoo on his hip the tail pointing aggressively towards the base of his shaft. My eyes go wide at the obvious implication, sure I’ve just been bred multiple times, but on the come down I was regaining a semblance of sense and I tense up a little. He chuckles pushes my legs wide and guides that thick poisonous dick to my sloppy open fuck hole. There is almost no resistance and he slides in my cum slick channel easily. “Nice wet cunt.” He leers down at me as his hips begin to rock. Damn he is deep in me and that PA is pressing on me in ways I’ve never felt. The other guys are just watching and jacking their cocks along with the pumping motion of this large toxic cock as it prepares my hole for another shot of venom. I am rolling my head back as he begins to increase his pace. My hands are clawing at the surface of the bench and my hips are bouncing onto him as he sets the pace. My body knows what it needs and it is reacting without my conscious action. “How many loads you got in you son?” I can barely garble a reply of “Dunno” “Good boy! Why count them? There’s never enough for a slut like you anyway.” I know it’s the truth. Even so I can feel myself blush. Naked, cum filled, cum covered. Just been fucked multiple times in front of lots of guys. But somehow its this that causes me to blush. He chuckles again and increases the pace. Fucking me harder, my hole is making obscene noises as he mixes all of the cum already in me up. I am back to panting and moaning when he throws his head back and grunts. His cock throbs inside my arse and I know he is delivering his dangerous cumload as deeply as he can. He slides himself from my very well used cunt and pats my shoulder. “You’re definitely in the club now boy. But I think my friends still want to make sure.” He gestures to the other men remaining and they help me stand and, in confusion, I allow them to lead me across the room on shaky legs where they push me back onto the sling and strap my ankles to the chains.

Pozzing my younger brothers

Part 2: Let's Get You Ready The thought of the feast of cocks and meal of loads my hole was going to get made it quiver with anticipation while my mouth drooled at the thought of tasting them. These thoughts came to a halt as the door opened and the sight of Mike filled my view. “Ah, you must be Alex!” Mike Boomed happily as he let me indoors. He started guiding me through his beautiful, large house (perfectly sized for the event, I will admit) “Welcome to the party! I have a few things to tell you before we get you in position but first let’s get you out of those pesky clothes!” He said as he pointed to a closed door. I slowly reached out and grasped the door handle to go in while Mike followed shortly behind; a wide smile appearing across his face. I thought: ‘seems someone has something planed!' “Oh! Before I forget, here is your band. Make sure you wear it throughout all the event activities.” Mike said while tossing a white band at me. “What is it for?" I replied as I was slowly stripping down while ensuring to have a look at his body. Shame he was wearing those y front briefs; though the bulge it was showing make me very happy and eager for what was to come! “Have you ever been to a bareback party before?” He asked. “No.” I replied feeling kind of embarrassed but also confused. “This band is used to help allocate you a cock. You agreed that you wanted to be randomly selected to service the needs of any top here, right?” Mike responded. “Yes!” I said nodding rapidly as I put on my band. He smiled at the sight of my putting the band on and let out a little chuckle. “The other attendees are wearing them on their wrists but you’ll be servicing the guys in various ways so its best you put it here”. During his explanation, Mike removed the band. He grasped my already hard cock, slide it over and pulled my balls through. “So it’s a cock ring for me?” I asked. His response was a simple nod. After I changed out of my clothes, he took me to the side and placed me up against the white wall. He told me to smile as he took a picture. “Why do you need that?” I asked. I was confused about its purpose. “You’ll find out soon!” Mike replied with a devious smile as he left the room. “Stay here.” he said as he went out the door. I sat in the room and waited for Mike to return. Thanks to the new cock ring, my cock was still hard. After a few minutes passed, the door opened and Mike came in with a random guy in tow. “Alex this is David. He will be your fantasy come true." My eyes darted to David; eagerly knowing what he is packing. “If you don’t believe him, you can come have a feel” said David. “Just don’t undo the wrapping! I want you to guess which one of us is me”. I walked over and knelt down in front of David. I slowly moved my hand to his crotch while staring at his Y-front briefs. He was as hung as a horse! His cock snaked up the side of his briefs while they struggled to keep it contained. My hand finally touched his warm throbbing member. “Wow! I didn’t know they got this big!” I said looking up at David. “Now you do!” He responded as I slowly leaned closer to give it a teasing lick through the briefs. “How big is it?” I asked excitedly. "It's 9 inches Long and, well, you don’t need me to tell you how thick!” He surely didn’t as he was clearly very thick! I could tell just from having my hand on it. I knew that one hand wouldn’t be able to close around it! “You best get through to the room, David. I’ll be sure to bring Alex with me.” David nodded to Mike and gave me a little wink before leaving the room. The thoughts of how it would feel flooded my mind.

First post guys, I've been inspired by some really hot content on here and thought I'd stop being a spectator. Let me know what you think and if you want more. Tanner was destined to be an amazing athlete - that's what his coaches had always said, the boy had commitment, drive, energy and, above all else the raw physical stamina and speed needed to be a really great little athlete. He could pretty much get a scholarship for anywhere at the rate he was going and, two-weeks after his 18th birthday had colleges across the country begging him to attend. He was a 6ft tall, blond adonis: soft blue eyes, tan skin, gorgeous jawline with a dusting of dark blonde stubble - if athletics didn't want him, he could have made a fortune as a model: every girl who saw him wanted him and every boy was desperate to be him or, be in him. However, as far as Jake had got out of him, he'd only had two girlfriends in the past and never fucked - just some oral. So a tight little virgin too. I'm something of a sportsman myself well.... more of a hunter to be fair I'm 42 years old and probably in the best shape of my life. I'd packed on the muscle and my hairy chest expanded with even the slightest breath. I was built like a bear but with a body carved from stone after spending hours at the gym and on the field. I was a burly guy and, so I'd been told, a hot, daddy type. That suited me fine as I liked nothing more than dicking hot young twinks and jocks, letting them feel safe in my company before chemming up their innoncent cunts with G and Tina and fucking them full of my poz-babymakers. I'd played sports when I was young and there was something about the smell of a jock that got my juices going and, by far, my greatest conquest, was a local swimmer boy - Jake. A few years' ago I'd been at a swim-meat, scouring for talent when he was competing in his first adult competition: by farm the hottest boy in the entire place, fresh-faced 18 year old perfection.Tight, lean muscle, black hair, green eyes, big package - I had to have him. He ended up winning his competition and, that night, having chatted to him previously and asserted myself as a trust-worthy older jock type, invited him back to my room, smoked him out and fucked his tight, gold-medalled cunt into the chem stratosphere. Jake was a favourite bottom of mine from there on in and, right up until he left for college - we'd fucked a few of his school friends and swimming buddies into the poz brotherhood but, our dual hunts came to an end when he left: or that's what I thought. Tanner had applied to Jake's college and was thinking about joining their athletics programme. Jake had been 'buddied' up with the boy to try and convince him - Jake took that responsibility very seriously as soon as he saw Tanner's gorgeous body. I got a phone call from Jake that night, desperate for me to help him 'convince' Tanner to attend. Having heard Jake's description of the little 18 year old stud, I was intrigued and, when Jake mentioned Tanner was going to stay with him at his frat-house for the Easter weekend - couldn't turn down the invitation of pozzing another little jock boy. All of Jake's frat would be home for easter and we'd have his place to ourselves. More to come... Tanner would arrive on Friday and I would arrive on Saturday. Tanner and Jake would spend Saturday morning getting 'sports enemas' at Jake's local health centre ("you know" he'd told Tanner "it's super good for athletes") and then he'd drop Tanner off at the house where I'd be waiting before heading out on an 'errand' leaving me with the hot little, cleaned-out stud. I'd make him feel comfortable, get him used to my presence, spend the rest of the day getting in the boy's head before Jake returned with enough Tina to turn the boy from neg innocent to poz pig in three easy steps. I'd send Jake out to a dealer I knew in the area, a real 'good-guy' with a sweet supply of everything you'd need for a night of long-jock-dicking. He'd have everything I need for a four-day weekend of hole-wrecking. I'd phoned ahead - boys like Tanner don't come around so often; his initiation had to be special, dedicated and long. You don't just fuck a boy like Tanner, you have to ruin a boy like Tanner. "Mention my name to Steve" I said to Jake, "He'll have a kit ready for me - it'll have everything I need" "What about money?" Jake said I laughed, "Don't worry, Steve is going to get paid in other currency" I said, grinning. "Hahaha...sweet" Jake said and disappeared out the door leaving me in my web - waiting for my prey. Saturday came around, I'd flown cross-state rather than drive and got a taxi to the frat house from the airport. The boys were already out so, using the key Jake had sent me, I made myself comfortable, surveying the house for the perfect 'pozzing space'. Around mid-morning the door opened and the boys tumbled in, laughing like regular 'bros'. "Hey there" I shouted from the living room. "Ah, hey man!" Jake said warmly, coming into the room and giving me a bear-hug - fuck I'd missed how that tight torso felt against my own abs. "Hey, Tanner, this is Simon...Si this is Tanner...a hot new recruit" I caught Jake's eyes as he said the last words and smirked. "Hey dude" Tanner said, shaking my hand firmly. He was even better than Jake described - tall, muscular, ripped stud with short, cropped blond hair and piercing baby-blue eyes, thick calves and the roundest, most perfect little ass. The boy was gorgeous, hours in the gym, hours on the track...I couldn't wait for him to spend hours on all-fours. We all talked for a bit, laughed about the enemas (got our little friend talking about sex as quickly as we could) before Jake made his excuses and promptly left leaving me to relax and prep our gorgeous boy-toy. Tanner was awkward at first but, I soon got him talking, confiding in me - it was a gift really, I guess the age differential made boys think I was trustworthy. He told me about the girls back home and how they gave the worst head... "You ever let a boy suck you" I said nonchalantly, he visibly jumped "No!" He said, agitated I laught "jeez dude, fuck! It's just a dick and a mouth - do you honestly think it fucking matters?" He relaxed and, we went back and forth like that for a bit till I made an excuse to look at a picture hanging behind him. I stood directly in front of him, my cock visibly pulling at the fabric of my jeans, pretending to admire the painting. "Dude...you've got a monster..." Tanner said almost without thinking. "Oh, this" I said, forcing a bit more blood into my already firm dick. He looked up at me and, as he did, I saw a tiny window of opportunity. As we locked eyes, I grabbed his chin and softly kissed his beautiful lips. He pulled away for a moment, his chin still in my hand before once again joining my lips against his and kissing. For a boy without experience he wasn't a bad kisser - a bit hesitant but, that would change. I leaned in, lowering myself onto him, straddling him as he sat on the chair. "I've... I mean, I'm not..." he said, braking the kiss. "shhh" i said, pushing my tongue back into him as he moaned. "Don't worry" I whispered back, "we're just fooling around" "Yeah" he laughed, nervously, shifting his weight around on the chair so as not to let his erect cock touch me. "Listen dude, Jake isn't back for ages - let's just enjoy ourselves, yeah?" "Ok" Tanner said, as we kissed again and I slipped my hand up his polo to feel those stong, taught ab muscles. "Jesus" I thought "this boy is going to get so fucked" We made out for a long time, building his trust, elevating the boy's hormones - getting that consuming, teenage testosterone pumping through his veins. We'd moved to the floor and I'd managed to pull his pants and briefs down to expose that round little jock-butt. As we moaned into each other I began pushing the boy's boundaries - literally, maneuvering myself behind him as he squatted on all fours. "Time to show you what your anus can really do" I thought as I spat on my index finger and, finding his virgin tight boy hole, began pushing in. He started to squirm away from me but, I held his legs fast under mine and kept my finger pressing against his sphincter. A bit more saliva and my finger pushed past the tight walls of his outer ring, feeling it pulse and contract around my knuckle. The boy was going to be a tight ride, that was for sure (at least, at first anyway) and, as I massaged the lining of his cunt I couldn't help but loose myself in the silk lining of that glorious little boy-pussy, probing it with my finger like I was making love to that tight hole. It was almost too good; whole minutes passed before I realised I still had work to do - this boy wasn't nearly ready to become the cumdump he was made to be; in one move I whipped my finger out of his puckering hole. "That good baby boy?" I said, as his ass closed tight behind me. "Fuck yeah" he responded, "never knew it could feel that good" "It's going to get so much better" I whispered in his ear, resting my cockhead against his perfect butt as I bit his neck and ear. I felt him tense up as my cock rested against his hole: I loved the electricity that seemed to dance over his skin with the thrill of doing something 'forbidden', his breathing deep, shallow, masculine. "You thinking about getting fucked there boy?" He bit his lip and, I could tell he was still conflicted. "We totally don't have too" I said, teasing his hole with the tip of my finger. "Don't even worry, we can just fool around" I assured, picturing that perfect pink hole stretched about my hairy arm as I massaged some random, anonymous cum into the walls of his teenage, partied-out, boy-hole. "Yeah, maybe..Do you mind? Maybe we could just fool around a bit" he said, as I gently pushed my digit back into him. "...Besides" he moaned as I finger fucked him. "Jake will be home soon" My eyes darted to the clock on the wall above the chair... "8:45pm...15 minutes...Jake better be here then" I thought, as I worked that boy's hole over. There was going to come a point when I'd simply end up raping Tanner without some good ol'fashioned chemical lovin. I pulled my finger out of him and replaced it with my tongue: feeling him contract even more against the new experience: his clothed jock-body shivering in front of me as his outer ring quivered and expanded as my tongue probed deeper.

First crack at writing, hope you enjoy! Sir - 55 6'5" 200 lbs 10" cut cock Me (boy) - 24 5'6 135 lbs 7" cut cock Chapter 1 It started out like all my other meet ups with Sir. He would summon me to his house and of course I would get there as quickly as possible. Sir would always great me at the door, and then once inside I'd strip for him down to a jock and he'd walk me into his bedroom. He had a four post queen bed so he could tie me down in a multitude of different positions, whatever he was feeling was best for me to serve him in. Sir would always have some type of gear for me; wrist and ankle cuffs were standard, either a ball gag or mouth cage depending on his mood, a leather collar, and sometimes a blindfold. I had been Sir's boy for about a month, and he'd summoned me about 10 times so far. He introduced me to my sub side, that bareback was the only way to fuck, and my place in life was to serve him. I was never happier than when I was bound on Sir's bed with his monster cock either in my forced open mouth or spreading my hole and planting a load deep. With our size difference he was easily able to hit my second sphincter and shoot his load directly into my gut. Sir wasn't usually particularly verbal, he'd give me quick short orders to position me how he wanted, but he grunted like a wild animal when he was shooting his load. He loved that I moaned like a bitch in heat when he was fucking me. As I got out of my Uber to Sir's this time and got to the front door, there was a note for me to go around back through the fence gate and use the back door. Once I got to the back door there was another note telling me to strip down to my jock, and place all my clothes in the trash bag he had left out. I wasn't terribly surprised Sir was changing things up, he had always made comments about taking the "next step" in our relationship. As I put my clothes in the bag I noticed sir had left a thick metal collar with a small lock under the bag, and a note that read "Boy, once you put this collar on you agree to fully submit to me and all I want for you. If you decide not to, I don't ever want to speak or see you again. If you submit, you will wait on all fours in your jock for me." The only thoughts that were going through my head was how I was happiest when Sir had my ass tied down and his cum leaking out my stretched out hole. Of course I stripped down to my jock, put my new collar on, clicked the lock shut, put my clothes in the bag, and waited on all fours like the good boy Sir had expected me to be. A few seconds later Sir opened the door and told me what a good boy I was, and that he knew I'd choose a life of servitude for him. Sir then affixed a leash to the collar and guided me inside, but instead of going to his bedroom he lead me to a door that led to his basement. "I know we've always played in my bedroom boy, but now that you have chosen to submit to me I am going to introduce you to the real playroom of my house." I was rock hard under my jock, and leaking pre-cum. I knew I had made the right choice to fully submit to my Sir, but I had no idea what that really meant. My naive self thought it was just more role-play before Sir and I, but he had different plans, and I was about to find out how twisted my Sir was.

1. The Pary I slipped back into the booth setting my beer down on the round table as I did so and nodded to the booth’s other occupant. I had never been too keen on gay bars but it was my roommate’s birthday so he had gotten to pick the bar. It was still early in the night, the bar was still quiet, a person could actually hear himself speak, and so far only one of my roommate’s other friends had shown up. Austin, my roommate had gone off to the bathroom while I went to the bar to grab myself another beer, which now left me alone with his friend Rick. Rick was a bit older then I was maybe twenty-six, or twenty-seven, to my twenty-four. He was tall and powerfully built, with broad shoulders and thick muscular arms. His strong square pecs were clearly visible through his black v-neck t-shirt, and this thick growth of dark black hair sprouted up around the base of his neck. He was just the sort of guy that I normally go for, a total man’s man, if there was such a thing any more. I myself was a little shorter then he, with sandy blond hair, and a tight runner’s body that I worked hard to maintain. Around my sophomore year of college I had started to get a bit hairy, and now a year after graduation I was quite proud of the broad swath of light brown hair that grew across my chest and stomach; however I was now where near as hairy as Rick promised to be. “How long have you known Austin,” Rick said, in a deep voice, shifting round the booth a bit to get closer to me. “We met freshmen year of college, we lived across the hall from each other actually.” “And now you’re roommates? Or something more?” “No, just roommates. There’s never been anything like that between us,” I said truthfully. Austin and I had become friends living in the dorms at Northwestern and then roommates when we both moved off campus our junior years. It had seemed logical after graduation when we both got jobs in Chicago to continue the arrangement and get a place together in the city. Our two-bedroom Wrigleyville apartment was small and a bit cramped but we had found a place in a pretty good part of the neighborhood and sometimes the sun even shown through my window in the morning. “What about you,” I asked, “how do you know Austin?” “I met him a year ago, just after he moved to the city…well actually, right here,” he gestured to the bar around him, “been fucking the shit out of him since.” I was a little taken aback and just blinked at Rick. I had never really been comfortable discussing my own sex life, and I was most certainly uncomfortable discussing my roommate and best friend’s sex life. “Excuse me,” I stammered. “Yeah, I’ve probably wrecked that boy’s hot ass once a week sense we met. Except for when he plows me with that donkey dick of his.” The way that he said that sounded like he assumed that I had first hand experience with Austin’s donkey dick. Just then Austin came back followed by two girls and a couple more guys. The night suddenly took off from there, drinks were ordered all around and many shots started appearing at the table. Eventually the bar filled up and everyone ended up on the writhing mess that made up the dance floor. Austin, having drank more then his skinny little twink frame could handle, and possibly more then I had ever seen him drink before, had lost all of his inhibitions and was grinding his ass unapologetically on Rick’s crotch. Amongst the mess of sweaty gyrating bodies I was the only one who noticed the pair. My gaze was drawn to them as I watched my normally quiet and demure roommate grind his ass hungrily onto this big hulk of a man’s crotch. More drinks were had, and more dancing, Austin kept pace but was fading fast. As it drew close to closing time he had devolved into a sweaty, sloppy, drunken mess. When the lights came on and the bar started to clear out, I scooped Austin up from the booth he had half sat half fallen into for the past ten minutes and started to guide him towards the door. Several of his friends asked if I needed help with him, I assured them I was fine and started to steer him towards home. Just as I got to the corner and started to push Austin towards the L station, Rick caught up with us and slipped Austin’s other arm around his shoulder taking some of the, what was quickly becoming, dead weight that was my roommate. “Looked like you could use a hand,” he remarked. Again I assured him that I was fine, but Rick wasn’t taking no for an answer. He helped me get Austin onto the train, rode the two stops to our apartment and then helped me shove him up the steps to our door. Once we had pored him into his bed, rolled him onto his side, stuffed a pillow under his head, and closed the door, Rick finally broke the silence that had fallen between us. “You’re a good friend, taking care of him like that.” “Thanks,” I said, “and thanks for your help. He would have been a lot to handle on my own once he passed out on the train.” “No problem,” he smiled a broad toothy smile. “Do you want a glass of water or something?” I asked. “Yeah that would be great, those damn clubs are always so hot. I’m always so sweaty and hot afterwards.” I laughed and turned to the little kitchen area just off the living room. I filled two glasses of water from the pitcher in the fridge and turned back to face Rick. He had pulled off his black v-neck shirt and now stood bare chested facing me. His broad square pecs looked even more impressive then I had guessed they would through his shirt. Covered in a thick dark forest of hair they each sported a warm pink nipple the left one adorned with a single silver bar through it. He didn’t have a six pack but rather the single broad powerful patch of muscle that came from manual labor not a gym. A deep v of muscle framed the dense, dark, almost black, treasure trail that vanished into his low slung dark jeans. My cock twitched. His skin still glistened with sweat slightly. I felt my mouth go a little dry. He smiled that big toothy grin at me again. I handed him the water silently, his fingers brushing against mine as he took the water. “Too bad Austin got so drunk tonight,” he said the smile faltering a little. “Why is that,” I asked. “Well I’ve been saving up this birthday present for him all week,” he said, something new creeping into his sparkling brown eyes, “but I guess I’ll just have to give it to someone else.” “Could always wait till tomorrow,” I laughed, feeling a little nervous now. “Can’t wait that long, I’ve been saving this up all week, it’s now or never,” he took a step closer and as I leaned back to keep the distance between us equal I felt the kitchen counter firm behind my back. I laughed nervously again, as he stepped just a little bit closer. “So what is this present that Austin’s going to miss out on now,” I asked, guessing that I probably already knew the answer. “What do you think it is?” he asked, the hand not holding his glass of water now drifting to his crotch. “Dunno,” I said quietly trying to keep my eyes on his face. “A big hot six day load from my big, fat, beer can cock shot right up your roommate's cunt," he answered in a whisper. He was now only a foot away from me, and I heard him set his glass down on the counter with a clink. “But,” he continued, leaning in a little bit more his mouth getting closer to mine, “I guess I could always find some slut on Grindr to give it too. Unless,” he paused, his mouth now only an inch from mine, “There was a hot bottom boy right in front of me I could give this gift to.” With that he finally closed the gap, his mouth pressing hard to mine. I resisted for a moment, but when the hand that had been holding his water came to rest on the small of my back pulling me tight to his hairy slightly sweaty body, I melted. My lips parted and I let his tongue slip into my mouth, wrestling with my own. His hands slid over my body, slipping under my shirt, running up and down my back. He broke the kiss only to quickly pull my shirt off over my head. With my shirt now gone his hands slid down my back till the rested on my ass. He kneaded at the meaty flesh, and pulled away to say, “Damn you’ve got a hot ass. How the hell has Austin been able to resist this for so long?” “I always thought Austin was, like me, a total bottom,” I replied, a bit breathlessly. “With a cock like his that would be a fucking crime. Now get on your knees and get my cock out. I wanna see it down your throat before I stuff it up your ass.” He spun us around so that he was now the one with his back against the counter and I immediately fell to my knees. Normally I am not a hook up sort of person, but Rick was so fucking hot, between his amazing body, the slight stench of sweat that clung to him, his brick demanding manor, and the considerable amount of beer I had had I never once thought of saying no to him. I fumbled for a moment with his button fly but soon had his pants around his ankles. He wore no underwear, so I was face to face with Rick’s self proclaimed “big, fat, beer can cock.” He had not been exaggerating. It was like being face to face with a flesh colored can of Guinness. The massive, heavily veined, organ sprouted from a dense patch of black pubes and sported two almost absurdly low hanging swollen balls beneath it. Without being told to I stretched my mouth widely and too the bulbous mushroom head in my mouth. I worked as much as I could into my mouth, slobbering all over the shaft as I did so. I put my hands on his strong hips trying to pull myself forward. His hands soon came to rest of the back of my head pressing me into him, forcing more of his cock down my throat. Precum began to ooze from his cock, filling my mouth, and dripping out the corners of my lips along with my own spit and he started to face-fuck me. Rick groaned in pleasure as my throat worked his cock, and my own cock strained against my pants. Though I never would admit it I loved rough sex, I loved being used, and this big hunk of a man was doing just that. After I don’t know how long, he stopped and pulled his cock from my mouth. He dragged me to my feet and kissed me before saying, “Strip.” I shucked the last of my clothing, and stood naked before him, my own modest six and a half inch cock shinny with precum. He kissed me again and then said something that surprised me, “Sit on my face, I wanna work your hole open before I fill you with my fat cock.” I stepped back and he lay down on the floor right out side of the door to where Austin slept. At this point I didn’t care and as soon as he was down I knelt down over him putting my ass right on his face. As his tongue found my hole I bent forward and did my best to swallow his cock again. Rick clearly took pleasure from eating ass and as his tongue danced around my hole I felt myself opening up to him, my sphincter relaxing far quicker then it normally did. Relaxing my hole wasn’t enough for him and he pressed his tongue into me, occasionally slipping a finger in too. I was moaning around his cock, groaning desperately as waves of pleasure crashed over me. It was a good thing that Austin was completely passed out cause there was no way he would have slept through my desperate whimperings and moanings of pleasure as Rick lapped at my hole. Finally I couldn’t take any more of it and I pulled my mouth off of his cock, quickly turning around so that I was now straddling his hips. I kissed him hard on the mouth, rocking my hips back and forth I felt his spit-slicked cock sliding up and down my equally slick crack. When I had spun around I had intended to get him into my room, into my bed, quickly get a condom on his cock and stuff his fat tool deep inside of me, but when I felt his mushroom head make contact with my well loosened hole, I did something that I never do out of a relationship. I pressed back with my hips, pushing my ass onto his cock, Rick locked eyes with me and shifted his pelvis forward a little bit. The head of his cock began to work its way inside of me, stretching me wider and wider as it entered. The thought of stopping seemed impossible, plus he had basically told me that he was going to be dumping a load in Austin tonight, and Austin would mess around with someone who wasn’t safe. I moaned loudly, my eyes rolling into the back of my head as his cock sank deeper and deeper into me. When I finally felt his pubes on my taint I felt more full then I had ever before. Rick smiled that same toothy smile and started to rock his hips, fucking his cock into me slowly as I got use to the size of his cock. I felt like he was pulling my intestines out with his cock each time he retreated and punching them back in again with each inward thrust. He pulled me to him and started to kiss me deeply again. Somehow he managed to flip us both over, his arms tight around me, his cock never leaving my hole, so that I was now on my back and he was between my wide spread legs. The gentle fucking was over now. Rick from his new position shifted my legs to his shoulders and left forward essentially bending me in half, and then began to hammer away at my hole. This was how I loved to be fucked, on my back like a whore, taking cock deep and hard. Rick seemed to understand that without my having to explain it to him. He whispered “I’m gonna wreck your hole boy and then give you my gift. You want it boy?” “Yes,” I panted, sweat springing up on my face, “Give me Austin’s birthday present.” He completed my hole, telling me how it fit his fat cock like a warm glove. I could feel myself becoming loose around him, and I squeezed my ass tighter working his cock with my sphincter. I honestly have no idea how long he fucked me on the floor that night, all that I knew is that when he finally growled, “Here comes your present slut,” I had become sweaty, sloppy, mess, begging Rick to use my hole. Rick slammed into me one last time, bottoming out completely and causing me to yelp, as he said, “Take my fucking load bitch!” I felt his cock twitching in my hole and I knew that he was flooding me with six days worth of built-up cum. I moaned and felt my own cock twitch as I shot a load all over my self without even touching my cock. We stayed like that for a long moment, laying there with his cock still buried deep in my now cum filled hole, in a sweaty heap, before finally Rick said, “Damn, you’ve got a better ass even then Austin. I’m gonna have to start breeding your hole regularly.” I laughed, “Why don’t we go crash in my bed for a while. If you’re up for it in the morning we can go for round two.” “Sure thing,” he flashed that toothy grin again and pulled his cock slowly from my hole. I clenched tight as he withdrew trying to keep the massive amount of cum he had shot inside me. I mostly succeeded and I showed him to my room with just a thin trickle of cum running down my leg. Rick walked closely behind me, kissing my neck as we walked, his cock quickly rising to full mast again. By the time we got to the bed he had slipped his cock back into me and was slow fucking my wrecked hole. We did sleep that night but not much, by the time we passed out around seven in the morning I had two more loads in my ass. Together we fell asleep in my bed, Rick’s cock just inches from my well-used hole, the door to my room left wide open in our drunken horniness.

You ever get a song caught in your head? Yeah you have. Just sitting in there making itself known again and again and again. It crops up when you’re distracted, or thinking about nothing and there it is, that familiar refrain, haunting you. It’s not even the whole song. Just snippets of the melody or the chorus on repeat. If the song played out I think it might actually leave you alone but it never works that way. It taunts from there like an itch you just can’t scratch. That’s how it goes with me when I haven’t been laid for a while. I start out with the best of intentions. “That’s the last time!” I’ll say it to myself every time. Try to be good. Try to focus on work and life and sensible things. But then that song starts up again. I’ll find myself staring, or lost in thought, all focus gone as the need inside me grows. That’s how I find myself at the recessed door pressing the buzzer waiting for the click to signal entrance. Walking up to the counter just inside I exchange a perfunctory nod with the, I don’t know, host? Concierge seems too grand and landlord sounds just wrong. I’ve never asked just handed over my money and walked to the locker room towel in hand. With my clothes stashed and towel wrapped around my waist I don’t even think about it. I head straight for the stairs and ascend into the dark rooms. The only pause I make is at the two bowls placed on a shelf at the foot of the stairs. Little sachets in each. I take one from the left hand bowl wryly smiling that it is nearly empty and in need of a refill whilst the other seems barely touched. Obviously I am in good company tonight. In the gloom of the upper corridors I follow the walls glancing into the various alcoves for any promising distraction. Finding nothing I continue to the next staircase and head up. The violet light here is somehow brighter whilst making it simultaneously harder to see but that’s ok. I’m not here for the sights. I glance around the open room that the stairwell opened on to. Several benches around the room, some occupied, most vacant. I move to a bench at the edge and pulling my towel from around me I spread it over the surface and lay face down and wait. A few footsteps and creaks of the floor announce those that pass and move on and I have to force myself to keep my head down. I am on offer; it doesn’t matter who takes it. I first feel a light brush of a hand against my calf muscle which slowly traces up my leg. The touch sends a charge through me and I moan softly parting my legs a little more as goosebumps seem to follow the path that the unseen hand is taking. As the fingertips glide over my skin I can’t help but raise my self, pushing harder to the hand. My hips are pushing back almost if there own accord making me part my legs wider and spread myself for the hand to explore me fully. Which it does. What started as a light stroke is now an open handed gripping and searching of my body. My arsecheeks are groped and squeezed before fingers slip between and across my exposed hole. I moan even more as those fingers push inside and I acknowledge the satisfied grunt I hear at the discovery I am already lubed. This slut knows what is expected. Still looking down I feel the bench shift slightly as my unknown partner climbs up to, I assume, kneel behind my spread cheeks. I am not wrong as I feel his other hand gripping my arse so he can spread me wider and knead my flesh as I feel the unmistakable rigid heat from his cock as he rests it across my opening and begins to slide himself closer. He wanks his cock by sliding back and forward a few times in the valley my spread arse has opened for him, then if feel him reposition slightly as he guides the flared tip of that solid cock inside. “Nice.” It’s almost a hiss and the first thing he has said to me but I groan appreciatively as his thickness causes my anus to stretch. I push back as he pushes forward and he is very quickly balls deep inside me. “Very fucking nice.” This is punctuated with full thrusts of his cock in and out of me. The sudden speed of his fucking taking me by surprise making me grip the edge of the bench and pant in pleasure as he takes full control of my body. His hands are gripping my hips tightly and more than thrusting he is pulling me onto his cock, making me slam my now open hole up and down his very hard dick. I am grunting loudly. Animal noises that are being driven from me with every resounding slam of my hips to his. The solid pole of flesh he is shoving deep into me is rocking my prostate and building that familiar tingle within me and I know this is what I need. What I always need. What I was meant for. I feel a stinging slap on my arse that makes me yelp and then grin in to the surface of the bench. “Fuck Yes!” I shout as he bottoms out inside me and holds me onto his cock, he leans across my back and jabs into me with short darting thrusts of his hips and I can feel his ragged breath on the back of my neck. I know he has cum inside me. He is now stroking my skin again and lightly rocking his hips as he comes down from his euphoria. I just squeeze my hole around his cock letting him know he can stay inside me as long as he wants. He squeezes my shoulder affectionately as he rises and slips his cock out of my cum soaked arsehole. Without looking back I know he is moving away having got what he came for. I remain in position, albeit more spread than I was initially, hoping that someone else wants to take advantage of my prone state.

PART 2 The guys all laugh. In a flash, my lower half feels weightless as Jordan lifts my ass clean into the air. I grunt in surprise, but no one else does so Jordan must’ve coordinated it. I feel him spit into my ass. “What a beautiful neg hole,” he murmurs as he dives in. “Not for much longer,” Renan says as he starts to suck me. Aman, Rafa, and Jin are still in their private threesome, but now, I’m no longer directly under them, so Jace takes my place. Mouth wide open, catching whatever sloshes down. “Fuck!” he exclaims as a particularly juicy wad of cum or spit… something frothy, drips into his mouth. “That’s good stuff.” I’m craning my neck to look at him and whine. He grins, spits whatever he swallowed onto his fingers then sticks them in my mouth. I suck greedily. I want every juice in me. “I’m gonna pull out,” Jin warns. As he does, Jace immediately moves up so that when Jin’s cock slides out, Jace’s tongue plugs up against Rafa’s hole. I can’t really see what Jin is doing from my vantage point, but from Jace’s moans, probably blowing him. A moment late, Rafa whispers that he’s tight again and Jace finally let’s go. “Fuck!” he says again, “that tastes amazing and I forgot how good of a cocksucker you are, Jin!” At least I think that’s what he said. It’s hard to hear though, everything he says has a gurgle to it, I know he’s keeping the cum and ass juice in his mouth still. He’d better be saving it for me. “Guys, I need some lube,” Jordan says, spitting into my ass more profusely, “the cummy kind.” Aman grins down at me and moves over to make out with Jace. I imagine Jace’s throat working furiously to pass the slop through. Indeed Aman makes sure to show me over Jace’s shoulder when the now decidedly foamy mess is in his mouth. From there it gets passed to Rafa, who takes a momentary break from where he had been taking sucking on my nips after being fucked so hard. Rafa passes it to Renan, and Renan shows me the mixture in his mouth before lovingly swallowing Jordan’s cock to the hilt. He bobs his head up and down, and I know he’s coating Jordan’s dick in a mix of all of our juices. He finally pulls free then spits the remainder directly onto my hole. Jordan’s cock is so coated it basically looks white at this point. It’s aimed right at my entrance and he’s grinning down at me. Aman and Rafa are both sucking on my nips now, driving me absolutely crazy with pleasure and desire. “Fuck… yes!” I grunt out. Jordan grins wider and nods to Renan, who’d been unscrewing two bottles of poppers. “Double hit,” Renan commands, bringing a bottle to each nostril. I clumsily inhale, since at this point I can barely move of my own volition, so fucked up and horny I am. “Hold,” he says. While I’m trying not to suffocate Jordan is slowly pumping it in. Just the head first; little by little. “Release”, Renan says. At the same time though, Jordan rams into me. At the peak of my high it feels like I’ve been blown into another dimension. The black spot in my vision from all the poppers nearly explodes. The minute I open my mouth to cry out, Renan clamps down on it, shoving his pulsing tongue down my throat, preventing the sound from escaping. Aman and Rafa increase the pace of their flickering on my nips, sending me into a frenzy, matched only by the pace of Jordan’s fucking and Renan’s violent make out session with me. I distinctly hear a wild crying and grunting sound and it takes me several minutes to realize that’s me. Completely out of control. At the mercy of my sex and the men all around me who have committed themselves to fucking me physically, mentally, and emotionally, into another level of existence. I would never forget this. I would never not want this. I would be ruined after this. Once Jordan really starts to pile drive into me, the added pain is expertly moderated by Jace and Jin, who start started simultaneously sucking and tonguing my cock, building up layers of pleasure. Renan pulls away then as well so I can see the five of them working on me. Aman and Rafa furiously lapping at my over-sensitive nips. Jaece and Jin fighting over my dick. Jordan, his two hands like vices on my thighs, standing and driving his dick downward deeper into the recesses of my body. Renan smiles at the perverseness of it all, “oh man you dirty little slut. You could’ve gotten pozzed up at any bathhouse, with any BBRT hookup, but you had to call us up. We’re the worst.” Fuck yes, that’s what I want. I want to go from 0 to 120. Fuck the in between. Inject that AIDS straight into me. Kill me now. I’m not sure if I said any of these things out loud but certainly I think it. “Just watch,” he says. He takes the two popper bottles I forgot he’d been holding then gets off the bed. In my haze, I barely see him appear behind Jordan. But there he is. He kisses Jordan’s ear, and then brings the poppers to both nostrils. Jordan is able to inhale without slowing down. Unlike with me though, Renan commands him to release immediately. If it’s possible I feel his cock get hotter inside me. Like he’s also trying to burn through to my core. I think he fucks me even faster as the poppers get him going. Renan feeds him another double hit. I feel tears flowing down my face. I’m being torn apart and I can’t even cry out anymore. My voice is gone. I can’t look at them anymore. My eyes roll back into my head. They’re stealing my senses. All of them, until I only pulse & throb, a mass of meat in their grip. Renan is making out with me again, except when my eyes flicker down momentarily I see that it’s Aman. And yet there are still two sets of mouths on my nipples so maybe they switched places? But then my eyes open again and I see that it’s Jace shoving himself into me. Then Jin. Then some dick is being shoved in my mouth. They’ve switched countless times. I’m pretty sure I passed out. An eternity passes. When my head is finally clear a little bit and I open my eyes fully, I see that now Aman is fucking me. Jordan and Rafa are chewing on my tits. Renan is sucking my dick. Jace is fucking Aman, and Jin is standing over me. Casting a shadow that I don’t even register until he clears his throat. “Did you forget about me,” he teases. Jin lowers himself further until his ass is just inches from my mouth. I marvel at how strong his muscles are that he’s holding himself in that position. I don’t think anyone’s had a go at his ass yet. It’s totally fresh! I see a speckle of white on the outside, just a hint at the treasure within. I crane my neck up and am barely able to touch his pucker with the tip of my tongue. The taste is cum, of course. I would know it anywhere. I’m straining to get more but it seems like Jin keeps putting himself just out of reach. “Savor it, babe,” he says softly, “the loads in my ass were not easy to get.” “Oh yeah,” Jace grunts in agreement as he thrusts into Aman, “Jin’s schedule was nearly impossible to coordinate. But I did it, see right before tonight, he was at a Treasure Island Media shoot.” My eyes widen. Jin chuckles and I hear him hitting the poppers. “Yeah I was a cumdump for an upcoming film. 30 dirty loads up there, all for you babe.” I remember that infamous scene. The jar of poz loads up Blue Bailey’s magnificent hole. TIM always a bit borderline with the poz stuff. See, these were dead loads. But if what Jin was saying was true… live loads… Involuntarily I crane even higher. I think I’m going to give myself a neck cramp. My hand aches to stroke my cock but, well, Jordan holds it down, preventing it from moving as he increases the pressure on my nip. Instead, Renan sucks me harder. “Oh my god,” I hear myself whisper as suddenly, Jin sits well and fully down, pressing against my face. I gasp in surprise, my lips mashed awkwardly against his outer ring as it dilates and I feel a torrent of cum flooding my mouth. Somehow instinctively I start to swallow to stop from choking. It’s glorious. I try to gulp a little at a time so I can savor it some. The salty, sweet cream sliding down my throat. “Hey don’t just swallow it!” Aman complains. I can’t stop myself though. It’s too good. This is all I’ve ever wanted. Being flooded with loads. Dirty loads. Toxic loads. Only secondhand. Or thirdhand, whatever, I can only imagine what this porn shoot was like, and it turns me on so much that I will eventually see it. I feel air hit my left nip as Jordan immediately shoves Jin forward so his ass leaves my face. Jordan dives down, covers my mouth with his own, and expertly sucks. I grunt as I feel the cum being diverted to his mouth, and we fight for it with our tongues. Jordan, however, isn’t nearly as fucked up as I am at this point so he wins and with a slurp, pulls away from my mouth. My tongue flicks out in defiance, trying to suck back up the little bit of cum stretched out like a tightrope between our lips. He smiles and then with a whoosh, sucks that up as well. I swallow the last little bit too deep in my throat for him to have reached and then pout at him. “No fair.” “It’ll go to good use,” Jin says, having turned around so he’s facing me again. “Besides I’m pretty sure I have more.” Saying that, Jin sticks a finger in his ass and shows me the cummy result. But rather than feed it to me, he starts swiping across the nipple that Jordan left free. Though it was fresh out of his ass, the cum still feels cool against my hard tit and I groan at the sensation. Jordan kisses Jin thanks for distracting me, feeding him a bit of cum when he thinks I don’t see. He moves behind Jace. I know what’s going to happen and so does Jace, who looks at me gleefully. I know Jordan’s just spit out that wad of pornstar cum and is lubing it up into Jace’s hole. Jace’s eyes close momentarily as Jordan slides into him. “Yeah,” he whispers, nibbling on Aman’s ear. “Fuck that dirty cum into my fucking poz hole.” Renan abruptly gets up and turns around to look at me as he lowers himself onto my dick, “I normally don’t take cock I know is neg, count yourself lucky!” It’s now a proper fuck train. Jordan into Jace. Jace into Aman. Aman into me. Me into Renan. Jin is like our coach. He’s feeding everyone poppers, saving me for last. He makes sure I can see clearly (or as clear as I can anyway) as each of the guys enters their poppers high, and the train speeds up. The noises become more animalistic. He’s feeding each one several hits. I know it’s going to be worse when he get to me. As he feeds Renan five back to back hits, I feel Renan’s ass so loose around me, there’s a puddle of cum starting to collect in my belly button from where it’s leaked out of his ass, dripped down my cock, and slid up my raised torso. Jin slurps it up. “Renan went to a proper vers orgy,” he explains. “The rules were so strict, literally you had to be vers, and you had to try to get every cock and every ass.” He rolls his eyes, “as if anyone counted.” Saying that he brings the poppers to me. His thumb is pressed firm against the entrance but even so I’m imagining the scent. “Ready?” I don’t really think so but don’t really have a choice. He props my head up against his thigh and gives me four hits. On my last exhale I really feel the train is pulling into the station. Someone is cumming. It’s not me, and it’s not Aman, must be Jace or Jordan. I can’t explain how I feel it. But in that moment, I feel like it’s more than just our bodies connected; it’sour souls. I feel the force of Jace pumping into Aman as if he were pumping into me. The wetness of Renan’s ass around me feels like Aman’s, or Jace’s. I’m at once pounding into all of them and them into me. Jin spits on his fingers then makes out with me, threading his digits between our tongues and letting me taste Renan’s sloppy ass juices & cum. Then he spits on his fingers and begin flicking my nipples. I am so far gone, honestly it surprises me I’m still able to feel or do anything. Well, to be fair it’s mostly the others who are doing the work. Renan is expertly milking my cock, and 3 sets of hands from the others guys are pulling on my thighs, legs, and feet. Jin gets up and kneels down to feed me his cock. In my poppers-addled state I take it down easily. I hear him making out with Renan as his fingers continue their expert ministrations on my sensitive nips. Somehow the fuck train continues even though someone shot already. Or did they? Maybe I imagined it. I’m imagining in a lot of things right now. Who were the pornstars whose cum I just drank out of Jin’s ass. Were they all poz detectable? Who went to Cumunion tonight and fed Jordan. Did he get AIDS loads? The guys who left their condoms for Jace to stick up his own ass. Whether or not Renan took every cock and fucked every ass, and if so how many was that. What were the VLs, a few hundred thousand? More? Whether at their party, Aman took more dick or Rafa, blindfolded as he was, so that he couldn’t possibly count. Was anyone so toxic the physicality of the disease became impossible to hide? Did Aman seek him out? Beg for the scythe of death to swing and penetrate deep in his hole? How much more poppers could I possibly do before my head exploded? Someone’s grunting again and I definitely feel like if it wasn’t cum last time this time it was. Again I feel it cumming into me and I feel like I’m cumming into Renan. But maybe that’s just the feeling of all the cum inside his hole migrating its way down my piss slit. Our union is so complete, and I’m so satiated. Maybe it was even me who came. To be continued...

I have quite a few of them, but LOVE chubby guys, the fatter the better for me. I bred 400lbs guys, and had an amazing time doing it!

Chapter 4 is so erotic 👅😋😈

This story has me riding my biggest, fattest plug like a dog in heat. I can't wait for more.

I hear you, and figured they were trying to figure out what the hell was going on. Also, it's an authoritarian country so I didn't expect them being that open--about anything. Who I AM pissed at is our "leadership" who has lied about absolutely everything about this. Two months ago it was a hoax, 6 weeks ago it was a personal attack on him, last week we're told everything's fine and we should plan on going out and partying our asses off for Easter. Until YESTERDAY he hasn't fully allowed himself see or understand what a world of medical and scientists have been repeating since January. I won't go into dismantling 2 years ago the program created precisely to prepare and protect us. "HE" owns this and the blood on his hands. I liked it better when he was just fucking whores.

One thing I love is not knowing whoop fucked me, but making sure they know what I look like. I love the idea of someone recognizing me on the street as a cum dump fag from some sex party.

Hey Guys. Have a buddy that is a vers bottom. He needs a room to rent. He wants it in the Wheaton, Silver Spring, Aspen Hill area. He is a total slut and wants to live with the same. He likes 1 on 1 3ways and groups. Loves breeding and getting bred. He said he would pay rent and his ass is available 24/7. Hit me up if interested. He is getting out of a relationship and needs a place soon. Serious.

If you came across this story in the hope of finding paragraphs after paragraphs of fluttery images on intimate sex, a married couple or a happily ever after, then I am sorry to say that you have clicked on the wrong link. In which case, I would highly recommend that you quickly close this browser, open a fresh one in Google and type in "happily ever after gay stories" where you could blissfully indulge yourself in the hundreds of feel good story written by talented writers across the world. If, in the unfortunate case that you decided to not heed my warning, I can assure you that what you are about to read in the proceeding paragraphs are so disturbing in nature that you may find it in your best interest to think twice before fucking another stranger and stay far away from from the city of New York as possible like I did. And even though I am sitting here writing down the accounts of the research that I have conducted on the treacherous Fernando and has malicious scheme to breed other men, I still shiver on my seat as I turn around to see that the lock I have installed yesterday is still safely in place on my study door to keep men like him out where he could not touch me, again. Fernando is best described as a man who lives a dangerous life of stealth gift-giving. The phrase "stealth gift-giving" means to "fuck a guy senseless and pass on an untreatable mutated strain of HIV without them knowing, killing them in the most horrific way possible" and has nothing to do with our old Santa Claws friend who secretly hides gifts for children under the Christmas tree. It does help in his conquest to lure in men into their own demise by hitting the gym everyday of the week and has a body to die for - which you probably would if you get to met Fernando - and dark blue eyes as rich and deep as the fiercest thunderstorms in the Pacific Ocean. It was early in the morning when Fernando started chatting with a new guy whose profile just popped up on his Grindr grid. "Sup?" Fernando typed and waited for a reply. "Hey," replied the man on the other side. "How are you?" "I'm good mate. What is your name?" Fernando asked. A smile spread across his face as it always does when he knew that sex was on his way. "It's Jonas," Jonas replied. The conversation went back and forth until Fernando causally popped in the question, "Look, I am all alone in my apartment at the moment." He reached down into his sweatpants and began rubbing his dick which instantly became twitching and growing in size. "Do you want to come over for coffee?" The phrase, "coming over for coffee", I am sure as you may be aware, doesn't necessary implies that coffee would be served when you come over. Instead, there are most likely some other strings attached such as coffee and then helping to clean the house or coffee and then go out for some ice cream. Unfortunately for Jonas, Fernando's house is always clean and tidy and he is lactose intolerant. In fact, Fernando doesn't even have a coffee machine at home so when he said "coming over for coffee", what he really meant was "do you want to come over for some hot pump and dump?". And the only strings that was attached was a hook, line and sinker, which I am sad to say that Jonas fell for. The doorbell rang sharply fifteen minutes later and it echoed throughout the apartment. Fernando opened the door to see a shy young man standing outside with tight blue jeans that showed off his bulge nicely and a loose fitted sweater which covered, much to Fernando's disappointment, Jonas's muscular physique which he examined countless times before he came over on his profile page. "Hello," said Jonas softly. Fernando could tell that he was a bit nervous and pulled him straight into his lair. He locked the door quickly behind him and they both started making out immediately. They made their way into the bedroom and without a word, Fernando gently undressed Jonas and pushed Jonas's head down between his legs. Fernando reached down at his own jean and unzipped his pants to reveal a 7-inch juicy hard cock; his precum glistening in the morning light as it entered thought the window. Fernando laid down on his back and grabbed Jonas's head between his own two strong hands and skull fucked him, pushing his hips upwards to match Jonas's sucking rhyme. From the muffling sounds that Jonas was making, one could clearly tell that he was enjoying it. Fernando then yanked Jonas's slim body onto his and started making out while trying to reposition him so that his spit covered cock was aiming at Jonas' plucker. Just as the head was about to enter, Jonas grabbed Fernando's cock and pulled it aside. "Do you have a rubber?" Jonas asked, much to Fernando's dissapointment. The term "rubber'' here refers to a "life saving device that separated Jonas from Fernando infecting him with an incurable disease" and not an eraser you find in your pencil case, although I always wish he was referring to the latter one so I could use it to somehow erase all traces of my distance memory living with Fernando when we were together. "Yeah, I have one in my small wooden drawer," Fernando replied as he went and grabbed one of his tampered condoms in his small wooden drawer. He ripped the packaging quickly as to hide the various pinhole he had made earlier to the package and rolled it on slowly over his dick to assure Jonas that there was nothing to worry about. It is usually dangerous to safety assume anything even if you are sure that something is true. For instance, you could be driving the same road to work and safety assume that the road conditions will be the same everyday. Then one day as you turn the corner, someone - probably during the night while everything was asleep - had coated the road with a slick layer of oil and now your car is spinning wildly out of control, all because you assume that it was going to be the same road condition as yesterday. You could therefore see how assuming can actually be dangerous and, in some cases, even kill you. "I can safely assume that you have put on a condom," Jonas said as he slowly sat on Fernando's dick and swallowed it up inch by inch, "and that it is not dangerous if we fuck." An evil smile spread across Fernando's face. "And you could safety assume that the condom will be in place during the entire fuck session," Fernando said, knowing very well that assumptions are dangerous and it could kill you. Jonas wasn't listening as Fernando began to push his hips up and pushed his cock deeper and deeper into Jonas's arse until it was balls deep. Jonas rolled his eyes back and began to ride the cock, occasionally slipping out words such as "fuck" and "ooohh" and phrases such as "fuck me harder" from time to time. I am sorry to say that during the fucking and the assumption that Jonas had made that he did not hear the condom popping while it was inside of him, only a different feeling of euphoria as the head of Fernado's cock made contact with the soft lining of Jonas's arse. I am also sorry to say that Jonas did not feel the head of Fernando's cock swelling up as he fucked Jonas from behind as he laid there on his stomach and I am especially sorry to say that Jonas did not fell the silent eruption of Fernando's cock and the huge load that was stealthily injected deep within his guts as Fernando fucked him brutally against the bedroom wall. Fernando pushed his cock as deep as he could to ensure that the load remains within Jonas where his babies could get to work converting him to one of his own kind. As both men recovered from the fucking session, Fernando expertly rolled off the condom with his hands and covered the tip of the condom - which was empty of course - with his palm to hide the fact that it had ripped during the fuck and quickly disposed of it, only letting Jonas see a small part of it to remind him that his assumption of using a condom was perfectly safe. Fernando gave Jonas his clothes and gestured him the way out without saying a word. He had succeeded once more in passing his genes and there would be many more men who will fall prey to his traps in the many years to follow. It would have been several weeks later until I will have met Jonas at a friend's birthday party where he would share his intimate stories of the sex he had with Fernando. He never knew that he had been stealth that night if he didn't wake up in the middle of the night with cum leaking between his legs, which he thought was so hot that he used it to jerk with all night long. He later confronted Fernando who admitted that the condom had indeed broke but fearing for Jonas's reaction, he decided to keep it a secret. "You already have my cum inside you once before," Fernando said, "and I know you enjoyed it. Why don't you close your eyes and ride on this cock again?" "I don't think that is a good idea," Jonas protested. "I don't do this often," Fernando lied. "Beside, I just got tested and I am safe" which was the biggest lie of them all. It seemed to do the trick though as in a matter of moments, Jonas was on top of Fernando's juicy cock once again, all bare this time. Fernando managed to pumped out two loads into Jonas's gut that day and what seemed like a few hours of pleasure later would turn into a lifetime of regrets.

i want you to get me pregnant

(Over 18) submissive boys.

Chapter 2: Gentle Giant Daddy was much bigger than myself. He stood well over six feet tall and still had his Auburn hair. He wasn't fat but sort of stocky. Me on the other hand I was tiny compared to Daddy. As Daddy took me by the hand and led me into the bathroom I felt a bit nervous. I wasn't sure what was going on. We entered the bathroom and Daddy had me undress. I was scared shitless because I didn't know what Daddy was going to do to me. Daddy saw my nervousness and gave me a gentle kiss on the lips. I wasn't repulsed but actually enjoyed his tenderness. He looked me in the eyes and asked me to trust him and he wouldn't harm me in any way. I smiled up at him and Daddy helped me into the tub. He then reached underneath the sink and took out some sort of bottle with a hose attached to it. Daddy saw my confused look and told me it was to clean out my butthole. Ok honestly I was scared because I had never had anything up my butt before. But with Daddy's reassurance I relaxed and did as I was instructed to do. He turned on the warm water to help relax me. As I started to relax Daddy had me get on all fours and then lean forward with my butt in the air. Daddy filled the bottle up with water and then started rubbing some sort of lube on my hole. It felt weird but wonderful at the same time. As he was rubbing the lube around my hole he gently pushed a finger inside me. I yelped, not out of pain, but rather shock. As I got used to his finger inside my butt I realized this wasn't so bad. Once I got used to his finger he started moving it in and out of my hole. I was so focused on Daddy's finger and how good it felt that I didn't realize I was moaning. Daddy kept fingering my hole for a few minutes and then he withdrew it. I actually whimpered because I wanted, no I needed his finger back inside me. Daddy gave me another gentle kiss and told me to be patient that I needed to be cleaned out first. I gave him a puppy dog look and said Yes Daddy. He rubbed some more lube on my hole and then rubbed some on the nozzle itself. He asked me if I was ready and I said Yes Daddy. He slowly started pushing the nozzle up my butt and once it was fully in Daddy told me to relax that I was about to feel the warm water enter my hole. As he undid the fastener to release the water it felt strange having a liquid enter me. I quickly noticed however that I was getting a full feeling inside of me. Daddy emptied the entire bottle inside of me and then slowly withdrew the nozzle. I had never felt so full in all my life. Daddy told me to relax and let the water do its work. After some time I started cramping. Daddy told me to hang on that it wouldn't be much longer. The minutes were beginning to feel like hours at this point. When I was on the brink of collapsing Daddy told me to push out the water. Oh my God, everything that came out of me was horrible. And damn it stunk. After several minutes of releasing my bowels Daddy informed me that I needed one more round just to make sure I was thoroughly cleaned out. I really didn't want to do another round but I trusted Daddy. He did tell me the second time wouldn't be as long and I was definitely thankful. Again he filled up the bottle and proceeded to lube my hole and the nozzle. He inserted the tube slowly again and released the water. This time once I started cramping up Daddy had me go ahead and release the water. Thankfully this time it was pure water that came out. Daddy then helped me stand up and helped me out of the tub. He ran some water and bleach in the tub to help clean up the mess that came out of me. I will say I felt lighter and more clean than I could remember ever feeling. Up to this point I wasn't sure why Daddy had me endure that. I was definitely confused. Daddy then took my hand and led me into another bathroom. This time he took off his clothes and led me into the shower. Now I generally didn't notice guys before but Daddy was impressive. A little bit of a belly but not huge. But his cock. Damn it looked huge. Daddy caught me staring and asked if I liked what I saw. My only response was Yes Daddy. Wait. What did I just say? My own penis started getting hard at seeing Daddy's cock. But even hard I was tiny compared to Daddy's soft cock. Am I gay for getting turned on by another man? Daddy lifted up my chin and this time gave me a very passionate kiss. At this point I melted into his arms. We kissed for several minutes before he broke the kiss and helped me into the shower. As Daddy started the shower he again gave me another passionate kiss. I was not sure if I was truly gay but I enjoyed kissing Daddy. As he broke the kiss again he let the water flow over our bodies. I couldn't help but stare at this beautiful man. Daddy grabbed a washcloth and soaped it up. He then started bathing my body which felt wonderful. He took his time in cleaning me and then he started rubbing my penis with the cloth. That felt great. He gently rubbed the washcloth back and forth for several minutes and then without warning I came. I was slightly embarrassed but Daddy just smiled and said Good Boy. After Daddy finished washing me off he then had me do the same to him. I took my time and was enjoying washing Daddy. The only part of his body that I didn't wash was his cock. I still wasn't sure if I wanted to touch it. So many questions raced through my mind. If I touch it am I gay? Should I touch it? Does Daddy expect me to touch it after he touched me? My decision was made for me as Daddy gently pushed me down onto my knees where I was now face to face with his cock. I took the washcloth and gently started washing Daddy's cock. His cock was beginning to grow and I had to ease back a little bit or else it would have hit me in the face. I washed his cock for several minutes and I enjoyed washing Daddy's cock. Up until this point I hadn't considered any of this gay. That is until I started wondering what if Daddy expected more from me. Could I actually suck his cock? I soon realized I was gay and I wanted to suck Daddy's cock. I was now lustig for that cock. Daddy noticed my attitude change and before I got the chance to taste his cock Daddy helped me up and out of the shower. We dried each other off somewhat while kissing passionately. When we were somewhat dry Daddy led me into the bedroom and and had me lie on my back. I was about to get my first taste of gay sex.

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.

I want poz cum too

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

6 for sure. been in that position many times with no idea who is witching in n out of my ass

Stop drinking the kool aid. McConnell, Graham, Scalise, Jordan, Meadows, Nunez, Gaetz and just about every Repug only care about remaining in power. I'm not pleased with many of the Dem candidates, but America needs to DUMP TRUMP!

Hi there, I'm 19 from Australia. From a young age I was trained and used by father and brother. By 14 I was taking loads from randoms in parks and public toilets. I started to top aswell at around 16. Love public and outdoor sex and drinking piss. Not on Prep, but suprisingly (and dissapointing not poz yet) Hit me up to chat.

After reading the incredible "Pregnancy by Sperminator" on Breeding Zone, I thought for sure Spermpig had made it all up. Since Craigslist shut down their personals a while back, I figured there was no way I would ever be able to find Sperminator. But the story made me so horny I just had to look, because I love the thrill of the risk of taking loads so much. Unfortunately for me my internet search skills are very good, because I eventually did find Sperminator's ad on another site. I thought to myself "OMG, this just can't be real". But curiosity got the better of me and I couldn't help but respond to the ad, figuring it was just a joke put there by someone from this site that had read the story. Much to my surprise the next day I found a reply from Sperminator waiting in my inbox. Of course he lives in a different city, but I had some leave I needed to take before the end of the fiscal year anyway so I booked a plane ticket and a room at a nice hotel near the airport. Once I had arrived and checked in, I sent a text to the number he had given me and a few minutes later received a reply. I texted back the hotel address and my room number, very horny with anticipation. I never thought my deepest, darkest fantasy might come true, but here I was prepping my ass and getting ready for his arrival. It seemed like an eternity but it was probably really less than 45 minutes when I heard a knock on my room door. I let him in and true to the description in the story he was a very large but well built black man and he was wearing a shirt and grey sweat pants. I could already see that even soft his package left a large bulge and I couldn't wait to see it up close for myself. I told him that I'd seen the story online and knew I needed to have him stop my biological clock. He told me to get down and suck him to get his cock ready to impregnate my ass. At his command I dropped to my knees and pulled down his sweats until his dick was free, nearly to his knees and not even hard yet. Spermpig was definitely not exaggerating. I set to work on it, but didn't have any more luck getting even half of it in than Spermpig did. I did manage to get it up to full mast, and it definitely had to be around 13" and 7+" around in the thick part. As I got down on all fours on the bed he warned me that I was definitely going to be walking funny for at least a week and I had no doubt that this was indeed a dick I would never forget. He told me that since I was such a chaser already he wouldn't let me ride it first, but since he was feeling generous he would go slow at first until my hole was fully stretched out. He got up behind me and adjusted my position to line up his big torpedo shaped dick at my hole and I could feel his well lubricated head start to press against my hole. I couldn't believe I was really doing it, letting a big poz dick fuck my neg hole and maybe impregnate me. But it was definitely for real as his big dick started to make entry stretching my sphincter as wide as it ever had been. And I'd been practicing with the largest black dildo I could find in order to try to get my hole prepared for this monster dick. But like Spermpig, my hole was definitely not ready. It felt like I had a fireplace log being forced into me as he forcefully but slowly stretched me out to accommodate his girth. When the wide part started to stretch me he grabbed my hips firmly and increased the pressure. I was hoping that I would be lucky enough that it would take at least two or three times for my ass to get knocked up, but true to Sperminator's reputation my pregnancy test came back positive the first time. I really had to have that big dick again though and figuring that he might not have an interest in fucking me again once I was pregnant I got on my computer and made up some fake negative test results. I was able to arrangedto meet him two more times before he figured it out. He was a little upset at my deception, but said he understood why I wanted to keep getting fucked. Even though my ass is now ruined, I still crave for his big dick to pump his seed into me but somehow now that I've been knocked up the thrill is gone since there isn't the risk of getting pregnant anymore. What gives me a thrill now is thinking about spreading the gift to unsuspecting tops.

To view? No there isn't. It's more of a filter than a ban. You don't get in trouble for using the banned word. But you will get in trouble if you try to circumvent the filter since it shows intention and disrespect for the rules of our community. The issue is that certain types of discussions are problematic and I simply don't want them on the site. Those discussions use specific words that are rarely ever used in other types of discussions. Filtering those words disrupts the problematic discussions and encourages them to find another web site for their discussions. Often these are illegal or borderline illegal discussions (e.g. drug use, sex with minors, etc.) – For legal reasons I simply can't have those discussions on this site – even if I don't really see a problem with the discussion. For example, I don't personally have a problem with someone having sex with a minor IF the minor initiated the interaction and feels empowered to stop the interaction at any time. But that's a scenario that's almost impossible to legislate, so "sex with minors is illegal". Period. But there are also discussions that are centered on "fringe communities" that are far outside of the mainstream (to put it politely). I don't necessarily have a problem with those communities, but those communities aren't what this site is about, so I filter the words they use to discourage them from using the site in order to keep this site true to it's original mission – to promote bareback sex and give a place where people can talk freely about their sex lives.

First anonymous load was not until I was in college. I have been getting bred regularly since I was 10 and I was poz by 19. My boyfriend in college was 43 and I was 21 at the time. He took me to a bar that was in a big building with other bars. The bar he liked was in the basement. It had dark hallways and was a leather bar. He told me to stay in this corner of the bar and wait for him to come back. He said I might get some attention from guys once he left. He said I was free to do whatever they wanted with me. I stood there for about 4 minutes before a shadow of a man came up and started playing with my ass. He reached in my jeans and started feeling my cunt. I instinctively turned so that my back was to him. He pulled my pants down so only my ass was exposed. I could feel his wet finger go inside of me and I took a big hit of poppers. Seconds later I could feel his warm cock slide inside of me. He started to fuck me and came pretty fast. He pulled out and walked away. I stood there for another few minutes and my boyfriend came back. He asked me how it was and I told him I was just bred. He seemed happy about that. It was so dark in the place that I couldn’t have pointed out who fucked me.

I was raped at 12. Probably around 14 that i realized that being used was only thing that would get me off. Put anything in my hole that I could from then on

i don't know if this is actually a "fetish" or if it's just a need/desire? i'm pretty deeply focused on "impregnation," and i don't mean a fantasy of having an actual baby in me... i get the , but it's not me. my desire/need is for my Top to have a need/desire to leave some part of Himself in me, not just physical, but psychologically too. He may want to open my hole and turn it into HIs 'pussy', or plant His seed or piss or scat inside my hole, give me breasts that produce milk for Him, collar my inner pussy, The list can be long, but ultimately it's about Him having a hold on me, a sort of possession, and ideally, wanting to maintain that ownership.

Chapter 2 As Sir guided me down the stairs, there was a St Andrews cross on the far wall under a dim spotlight, the entire rest of the room was completely dark. He continued to walk me towards the cross and bound my arms and legs apart so I was completely immobile. “Quite the different environment than you are used to boy huh?” Sir said with a bit of a chuckle at the end. “Looks like you are enjoying yourself just fine though considering the pre-cum leaking through your jock” he said as he walked back towards the stairway to turn the rest of the lights. Now that the basement was lit up, I could see everything. Biohazard symbols everywhere, a wall full of jock straps nailed were directly across from me, and there was what looked like torture devices everywhere. “Welcome to your new life, boy” Sir said in a deep voice. “Remember how you had a terrible flu last week? Well, I know that was my virus taking over your body. I’ll have a doctor friend of mine come and confirm, but I’m positive I have knocked you up. I’ve been pumping my unmedicated poz loads into your cunt for weeks.” “What the fuck! You told me you were Neg and on PReP! You even showed me a bottle of it!” I screamed at him while fighting my hardest to break free of the restraints Sir had placed on me. “You idiot, I stole that bottle from the last boy that I had in your place. I knew it would make it easier on my next mark to convince to let me seed his cunt” Sir said laughing while grabbing a marker from the tool box. Sir walked over wrote 19 on the outside of my shoulders. “19” he stated in a firm voice. “You aren’t even boy to me anymore faggot, are relegated to just a number. And from now on, you will refer to me as Master, while anyone I whore you out to you will refer to as Sir. Understood?” “Fuck no, I’m done with this role play, let me go!” “Oh we aren’t role playing anymore 19, you agreed to become mine unconditionally when you put that collar and lock around your neck don’t you remember? This is your next step. It may take you a little bit to fully accept your new place, but I knew from the moment you woof’d me on Scruff that you needed this. And you may want to look down at your jock, you haven’t stopped leaking pre-cum since you’ve been on that cross!” What the fuck! He was right! I felt like my body was betraying me. One head saying to get the fuck out, while the other had never felt more at home. Was I really Poz now? The flu I had last week as the worst I’d ever had, but I had thought it was just because I didn’t get a flu shot this year for the first time. “What, uh what are you planning to do with me, Master?” I mumbled. “Well 19, you see those 18 jock straps in front of you? Those represent the 18 faggots I’ve turned out over the last couple decades. The first 12 are red because they got knocked up by friends of mine as I hadn’t been pozzed yet myself, while the last 6 are black because those are faggots that got knocked up with my virus, and the one thing have in common is they were all converted without their knowledge in this house” “What happened to those boys sir?” I asked. “Well 19, some couldn’t handle their conversion, some have gone on to spread the gift themselves in the same manner, and a couple you’ll be meeting later on tonight as they were able to evolve from just a number to a Master gifter like me.” Fuck, what did he mean by ‘couldn’t handle their conversion’? “Your new life starts now, 19. Time to get you prepared for the rest of your pathetic short life” Sir said as a hood went over my head and I began to feel light headed and then it all went black.

CHAPTER THREE The room was practically spinning the way my mind was whirling. It was like I was in some strange nightmare that I couldn’t wake up from. All I’d done was come over to Dan’s for a little fun. And somehow I ended up locked in a sex dungeon with a man who was intent on giving me AIDS. What the fuck? What’s worse, I knew in some part of my mind, a part that I never wanted to acknowledge, that I had enjoyed what Steve did to me. He was so determined, so Alpha, so twisted . . . and so damn HOT! My cock was throbbing out in front of me as I stood there thinking. Steve was standing, patiently waiting for me to answer his question -but was I really up for more? He started cackling again as my cock throbbed mid-air while my mind relived the exciting moments when he raped his toxic cum into my ass. Dammit! Why did that have to turn me on so much? “Looks like I got my answer, faggot,” he told me, taking me by the arm and leading me over to a sling that hung from the ceiling on the opposite side of the room. I was basically zoned out, going along with him as he led me to my ultimate demise. I was powerless to stop him. But seeing his enormous cock engorging with blood right before my eyes, I knew that I had no reason to stop him. He was freeing me. I’d always resisted myself, my own natural inclinations. Always trying to keep myself in a box. And now Steve was breaking down the walls and setting me free. My stomach began to do flips, but this time it wasn’t from nerves. This was pure excitement. With the realization that he was doing me a big favor, the fog cleared from my mind and I became completely present in the moment -and I no longer felt panic. “Let’s do this,” I said to him, unable to control my smile. How being AIDS raped could make me this happy, I’ll never know. But this was the best I’d ever felt in my life. I was being true to myself, and the real me wanted to be a cumdump bugged up fag. As Steve strapped my legs up in the sling, I could see the streaks of cum and blood that had trickled out of my busted open hole. It was all down my inner thighs, and it did nothing to my libido except perhaps super-charge it. Used to be the sight of my own blood brought on panic -especially the thought of it come from my own asshole. But ever since I got Steve’s butt-destroyer in me, along with his seed, the sight of my blood reminded me that it was another step in the process. I needed my hole to be destroyed, and Steve was going to be the one to do it. “What are you thinking about, faggot?” he asked. “Looks to me like you’ve accepted your fate. Or accepted that this is what you were meant to be in the first place.” “I was just thinking how right this feels. I need this. I need you to own my ass and use it any way you want.” I was practically pleading with him to continue using me, which, I guess I was. I didn’t want him to stop until my hole no longer resembled my hole. I wanted to be gaping, destroyed, gushing toxic cum, and oozing a little blood so that I knew his potency was getting right into my bloodstream. “Own your ass, huh? Well, if that’s what you want . . . you know when a man owns another man’s ass, he can do whatever he wants with it,” he prompted. “Even find other men to use it. You up for that, pig? You ready to be a cum slut for me? I’ll be your Daddy, but you will be committed to me and do exactly as I say. You want that?” I was so horned up by this point, all I cared about was getting something shoved up my ass again. So I answered him with the only possible answer - “Yes! Own my ass! Please, just fuck me again, I need your cum in me again!” Steve didn’t waste anymore time. He laughed at my desperation, but immediately began to slide his monster meat back into my torn hole. It still hurt and still stretched me beyond capacity, but I finally felt right again as I felt his pubes scratching against my butt cheeks. “Aah, that’s better,” I sighed. “I love feeling this stuffed full of dick,” I moaned. Steve laughed at me again, and leaned back as he drove his hips forward. He worked up to a steady fuck pace and it felt like heaven. I grunted and moaned every time he slammed forward, busting through my second ring time and time again. But I was loving ever second of it. “You think this is being stuffed, faggot, I’ll get you stretched more than you ever imagined,” he told me. “I’ve got a friend I know would love a crack at this ass, and his dick is as big as mine. How about you take us both in you at the same time,” he suggest and he began to power fuck me. I knew he was working up to his orgasm again and I wanted his seed so badly I ignored his suggestion that he and his friend try and get in me simultaneously -as if that would ever happen! There is no way my body could accommodate that! “Oh god, cum in me,” I moaned. “Please, give me your load!” I begged. “I’m so glad you came around to my way of thinking, Pig,” Steve said. “While I do love when a slut puts up a little fight, hearing you submit to me completely is music to my ears. Now hold on while I give you another load.” Steve slammed into my ass for another few minutes and it was intense. The chains on the sling were rattling, we were both grunting like pigs, and sweating like pigs, too. The basement stank of sex, sweat and cum, only adding to the overall mood. Finally Steve roared as he held himself as deep as he could go, and I felt his dick throbbing out his load into my shredded guts. I never wanted that moment to end. How could I feel such strong emotions for this man after what he’d done to me? I honestly wanted to tell him that I loved him -stupid, I know. But he’d freed me and given me a gift. I knew that’s what it was now. We were bonded for life -how could I not think I was feeling love? On some level, at least. “You look like you’re falling in love with me, faggot,” he commented, still standing buried balls-deep in my trashed hole. “It’s okay, it happens when a pig like you finally learns his place at my hand.” Then he slowly began to withdraw from my hole and when I felt cold air rush into my gaping ass, I knew he was all the way out. Steve went to a set of shelves with a bunch of toys on it and selected a large butt plug, which he promptly shoved into my hole with very little resistance. It still stung, but it wasn’t unbearable. “There, gotta keep my baby batter in there to do it’s job on you,” he chuckled, giving the plug a firm slap just so I felt it. “I am getting you pregnant, after all.” He unfastened the straps and let me out of the sling so that I could get some blood into my extremities, and I was grateful for the plug, otherwise a stream of Steve’s cum and my blood would be flowing down my legs again and I really did want to keep his seed it me. I knew that’s where it belonged. And that realization made me accept the situation completely. When I started up with Dan and wanted to be a cumdump, I hadn’t fully accepted that. Not entirely. Now I had accepted it, and I knew that my ass is where men’s seed belongs -any and all men. I didn’t care who they were or what kind of bugs they have -I wanted it ALL. Standing there while he took quick glances as if assessing me, I reached down and began wiping the slick mess of cum and blood from my legs and slowly brought my hand to my mouth. I didn’t want a drop if his precious cum to be wasted. While I took my time wiping and licking it all up, Steve had retrieved his phone and was texting someone -likely that friend he talked about. Finally, all of the cum had been eaten, and Steve seemed finished with his phone for the time being. “I need more cum, Steve,” I admitted, my voice a little shaky as I felt so vulnerable putting a voice to my urgent hunger. “A lot more.” Surprisingly, Steve didn’t laugh at me as I’d expected. For the first time since we’d met, he actually looked at me affectionately as he reached down and took my face in my hands, before pulling me into a very passionate, wet and sloppy kiss. “I think I might fall for you, too,” he whispered when he pulled away. “That doesn’t mean I won’t get every dick possible to use that fucking faggot hole of yours.” “Good, because that’s what I want,” I assured him. “That’s what I need, Steve.” I was a junkie needing another fix. Both completely naked, we walked upstairs and took a break to have a couple of drinks. Steve was surprisingly attentive, making sure I drank a glass of water to stay hydrated before he would allow me any alcohol. We had two gin and tonics, the gin helping dull the slight sting and pain still radiating from my ass. I couldn’t believe I still wanted to be fucked knowing the condition my hole was in -and feeling the almost constant reminder with the large plug prodding all of the damaged areas every time I moved. As we sat side by side on the sofa, which he’d draped with a rubber sheet to keep all of our sex mess contained, we actually talked. “I knew that first day I saw you sneaking in and out of Dan’s house that you were going to be my pig,” Steve told me. “I just felt it and I knew that you would feel it too, once you had me inside you. Do you really want to be my pig? For me to own you?” I couldn’t help the longing I felt when I looked at him. It was a pull that I couldn’t control, or deny. I felt it, and it was real. So why deny it? “I’m sure, Steve. I’ve never been more sure. As long as you can use me like you talked about, I need it. I’m all yours.” He smiled as he stared into my eyes. “I already texted some friends of mine to come over and help me finish getting you well and truly pregnant, so I hope you mean that.” “I do, Steve. If that’s what you want of me, I’ll do anything you want. I promise.” I felt a weird desperation to prove to him that I was willing to follow any directive he gave me. Steve sat back against the rubber sheet and threw a thin arm around my shoulders, pulling me into his bony side. “That’s good. They’ll be here soon. Tonight, you will take all of the loads and dicks we can find for you, no matter what. And after that, you’ll stay with me. I’ll use you a lot, you know. My viral load only keeps climbing higher and higher each day. So we will get you knocked up. You’re going to get sick, you realize that, right?” I was nodding my head, feeling sick in my stomach, but my heart was pounding and my dick throbbing. Even though this was frighteningly extreme, I could not deny that I wanted to do it with him. All of it. “I know, Steve. But I’ll do whatever you want me to. I’ve never felt this good in my life. So even if I can only have a few months of this . . . depravity . . . I’d rather have that than a whole lifetime of feeling suffocated trying to pretend I’m someone I’m not,” I told him in earnest. He leaned closer and kissed my cheek. “I’m going to love killing you,” he whispered in my ear. “You will die from all that I’m going to do to you. Well, I’ll probably go before you do,” he chuckled, sounding completely at ease with the notion of his death. He’d accepted his circumstances and was making the absolute most of the time he has. Probably better than most people do in those situations. “What will happen to me if you . . . if you die before me?” I asked, suddenly really unsure. I loved the idea of living my life with him, to serve as his personal cum whore, but once he’s gone? I can’t go back to my ‘normal’ life after that. Especially if I waste away like he is. The people in that life wouldn’t know how to accept me. “I’ll pass you on to one of my bugged-up buddies to continue my work until you die,” he told me, so matter-of-fact it was almost as if we weren’t talking about my probably-horrific demise. Before I could say anything else, Steve sucked in a deep breath and began pulling me onto his lap, where I noticed he was rock hard again. “Until then, we are going to spend an obscene amount of time with my big cock up your tight faggot hole,” he told me, reaching behind to take hold of the plug in my ass. Just as he was about to yank it out, the doorbell rang. Steve carefully lifted me off of his lap and then I was standing in front of him. “That’ll be my friends. Go let them in -and don’t bother trying to cover yourself up. They’re all going to know every inch of you before they’re done with you, anyway. Not to mention, you’ll be carrying several other strains in your faggot ass, too. No medications will work on a few of my buddies, so you’re in for a treat,” he laughed as he spun me around and swatted my ass to get me in motion to the front door. I stood in front of the door for only a second, gulped over a lump in my throat, knowing that once I opened that door, there really would be no going back. From this point on, the remainder of my lifetime will be spent in servitude of men’s cocks. Every moment of every day will revolve around getting fucked and bred like the most disgusting cock whore imaginable. My body will be flooded with so many viruses and bugs that I know Steve won’t allow me to get treatment for. My body will be overcome. I will become a petri dish for a new breed of virus, a combination of all of these powerful and lethal strains, all mixing in my body, morphing my DNA into something unimaginable. Something that will eventually mean my end. I opened the door. THE END ? (AND A NEW BEGINNING!)

**Like I said, I'm only doing a couple more chapters so this one is quite longer than I intended, but it has the good stuff that I wanted. Enjoy!** CHAPTER TWO That weekend Dan and I had scheduled our next fuck session, planning for a much longer play time this time around. We’d had days of waiting, and now that he got his first taste of hot male butt, his dick was apparently constantly hard as memories of being sunk in me played on a loop in his mind. Good. That means he isn’t as upset about sharing me as I first thought. I wasn’t sure if his neighbor would actually be there this weekend, but I arrived with that exciting thought in mind. I’d never been treated like property before and it turned me the fuck on. The idea of getting passed back and forth between these two guys was like one of my wet dreams come true! And I didn’t even know anything about this neighbor, only that he apparently thought it was okay to blackmail his neighbor for a piece of ass. That should have been disturbing to me, but it wasn’t. Again, it only turned me the fuck on. When I arrived, Dan pulled me in the house quickly and slammed the door shut, but not in haste to get in me as I thought. He was looking sort of frantic and concerned as he dragged me over into the living room. “We don’t have much time ‘til he gets here,” he practically whispered to me. “Are you sure you’re okay with doing this? I never imagined having you come over the other day would put you in this situation. I don’t know how I’d handle the wife finding out, but you shouldn’t feel responsible. I can’t let you do this.” His concern really was sweet, but he obviously had no clue about the world of greedy sex pigs. Okay, so I had the greedy part down, but I was new to being a sex pig. For most of my adult like, I’ve been more reserved. Recently I just started to ask myself, “What for?”. Like, who am I saving myself for? I’ve always had the urge to get used by a lot of men, but always fought it. Not anymore. I took his face in my hands to get him to focus on me as I told him, “Dan, relax. I can handle it. You might think that a lot of the stuff you’ve seen online is just acting, but I can assure you that there are plenty of us who will happily take loads from whoever is offering. This neighbor of yours is just a bonus, so don’t worry. Everything will be fine.” Little did I know . . . Seconds later a loud pounding came from the front door and Dan looked stricken again as he went to answer it. He returned to the living room with a man who was taller than his six feet by about three inches, but where Dan is getting on the thicker side, this guy was rail thin. The pronounced bulge in his pants captured my attention and made me forget to give him a closer look. My mouth was watering and my hole was already yawning open all on it’s own. Dan looked resigned as he quietly said, “Chris, this is my neighbor, Steve. Steve-” “Pig,” Steve interrupted, like he spat the word out. “I think I’ll call you pig,” he said, his tone ominous and predatory as he glared into my eyes. I’d never seen such intensity before. It wasn’t passion. It was something else, something almost sinister. It made me both uncomfortable and horny at the same time. I’d always been drawn to men who looked sort of mean or hard or dangerous (though I never acted on it), and that’s what was radiating off of Steve. I could tell that Steve was going to be the Alpha in this situation as Dan was still sort of cowering, looking like he wanted to be anywhere but here. However, Steve wasn’t going to let that happen. “Dan, why don’t you take first crack at that ass while the pig gets me hard and wet. My dick is a lot bigger than yours, so I’d like a load in there before I destroy his hole,” Steve said, sounding oddly playful. As if it wasn’t obvious that Dan was anxious about this entire situation, I had to work to get him hard enough to fuck me. This should have been turning him on more, not less. Either way, I got him hard while sucking him, as Steve stripped out of his shorts. Once Dan got his cock head in my warm hole, his nerves seemed to vanish. What man could possibly concentrate on worries when their dick is buried deep in a hungry hole? Dan held my hips and pumped away at my ass using a steady pace, while I was bent forward and working Steve’s mammoth cock. It was the hugest slab of man meat I’ve ever seen. Thick as my forearm and probably as long, too. He wasn’t kidding about destroying my hole. I should have been scared, but something told me this man was going to give me the fuck of a lifetime. Steve’s precum was the most delicious thing I’d ever tasted. It had a perfect balance of sweet and salty that made me sort of hope that he would cum in my mouth so I could swish a good mouthful of his seed around my taste buds. But I really wanted to feel Steve in my ass. I have to admit that I’m a bit ashamed. I was so consumed with my thoughts of what Steve was doing to do to me that I wasn’t giving my all to Dan. I was just a hole standing in front of him that he was pumping away. From his soft grunts I guess he was enjoying it anyway, but I know that I could have put much more enthusiasm into that fuck. But something about Steve had me almost hypnotized. Moments later Dan grunted, “Ready for my load?” I yanked my head back off of Steve’s cock and yelled, “Fuck yes! Breed me!” before going back to sucking Steve. It only took about five more thrusts before Dan buried himself balls deep in me and I felt his cock twitching as he unloaded his seed in me. Fuck, that feeling never gets old. And now that he was finishing, I was eager to give Steve a try. I knew that even with Dan’s load coating my ass walls, it was going to be a very tight fit getting Steve’s huge dick up my ass. But I have always loved feeling stretched beyond my capacity, so I knew I would be getting some delicious pain/pleasure soon. Little did I know . . . Once Dan had extracted his softening cock from my now-sloppy hole, I stood and stretched out my back. My eyes were still practically glued to Steve’s enormous dick and I wondered how I would ever fit that in me. I’ve seen videos about fisting before, and I imagine taking him in you would be like that. But I’ve never even come close to trying to get fisted. How the hell am I going to manage it? And yet there was still a pull, a need in me. Now that I’d seen his cock, I just couldn’t turn him away. I had to have him. More like him having me, really. I didn’t think I had much say in the matter anymore. Steve stood back and leered at me while he slowly stroked his cock -that hung practically down to his knees! Not quite, but it was damn close. Now I was feeling more frightening than horny. There really is no way I can take him. As panic was starting to grip me, Steve released his cock and reached out to grab me by the throat. Not enough to cut off my air entirely, but it was a firm grip that told me to pay attention. “There’s no going back, pig. We’ve got an arrangement.” He glanced from me to Dan and then back to me before he said, “Let’s go over to my place. I’ve got a better set-up and . . .” he paused to glance around the immaculate living room, “I wouldn’t want to make a mess in here. And trust me, things are going to get messy.” Steve turned at the doorway of the living room and said, “Grab your shit,” before heading down the hallway away from the front door. I scrambled to gather my clothing but didn’t take the time to actually redress, while I heard Dan pulling his clothes back on and follow behind me. As I headed down the hall in the direction Steve went, I realized that he wanted us to cut through the back yard into his yard, so I didn’t worry that I was completely nude. “Are you sure about this?” Dan asked in a loud whisper. We were at the back door when I looked back at him. “Look, I don’t want to cause trouble for you. And, anyway, he seems pretty determined. I’ll just go along with it. If I really don’t feel comfortable, I’ll get out of there. Besides, what’s he going to do? It’s his word against yours,” I told him before rushing through the yard, through the adjoining gate, and through Steve’s open back door. Steve waited for me just inside the open door. He’d removed his tee shirt, revealing his skinny body. I’ve always been thin and hated when people called me skinny, but this guy was skinny. As in skin and bones. He had a bunch of tattoos on his torso that I hadn’t seen with the shirt on. Some of them were kind of muddled looking, while others stood out clearly. I assumed that they held some meaning to him. He must have been a scientist because some of them looked like chemical symbols. I heard Dan enter behind me and saw Steve’s posture stiffen. Looking up at his face, he was frowning, too. “You might not want to stick around for this part,” he told him. What the fuck was that supposed to mean? Now I was getting scared, no doubt about it. What the fuck have I gotten myself into? I thought I was just going to have a little extra fun, get an extra load, and head home a happy boy. Now I didn’t know what to expect. I looked at Dan who looked really worried for me. He gulped anxiously in that way that told me he was really worried what he’d gotten us both into. Being a genuine guy, he probably felt like shit for getting me caught up in all of this. His eyes darted around a little but finally met Steve’s. He cleared his throat and said, “I’ll stick around to make sure he’s ok.” His voice was a little uncertain, but he was clear that he was going to stick by my side, which went a little to reassure me. Steve scoffed and said, “Suit yourself. But stay the fuck out of my way. The pig is mine now.” Well, his stern voice was night and day compared to Dan’s. Steve left no doubt that he was getting things done his way. Surprisingly, Steve held my hand as he walked me down a short hallway to a door that led to the basement. As he took the stairs, I couldn’t help but wonder why people always had their sex rooms in the basement. Yes, there was something sexy about it. But when you were in a situation like the one I was currently, it was more terrifying than sexy. Visions of serial killers were dancing through my head! The twisted thing was that as I was having these thoughts, Steve was cackling to himself ahead of me. What the hell was he laughing at? Or did I just say all of that out loud? Holy shit! He didn’t say anything, though, until we were standing in the middle of the open concept play room. Dan had paused at the bottom of the stairs, looking completely torn. It was sort of nice that he felt responsible for me, but there really was nothing he could do, so I didn’t bother to try and reassure him. How could I reassure him when I was terrified myself? “Leave your clothes in the bin over there,” Steve instructed, gesturing over to an empty basin on the floor next to the stairs. “Then get that ass up on the fuck bench. You’ll be more comfortable there than if you were standing the entire time.” How nice of him to take that into consideration. Not! He was going to be stuffing that mammoth cock into my tight hole -nothing about this was going to be comfortable! I did as I was told, almost like I was in some kind of haze, or hypnotic suggestion. I could have easily just taken my clothes and run back up the stairs. And yet, here I am, cock fully hard, my heart pounding in my chest, and my hole feeling . . . dammit! My hole was aching to be stuffed FULL! There is no doubt that he will stuff me full. I did as I was told and before I knew it, I was kneeling on the fuck bench, and surprised that I was comfortable this way. There was no strain on my back or legs, and I could just relax. Hopefully I could relax enough to take him into me without doing any permanent damage. He didn’t waste any time either. As I was discarding my clothes and getting into position, he was walking around the room, flipping switches, turning on lights and cameras and monitors playing bareback porn. I had no idea what he planned to do with the cameras, well, obviously I did, but what would he do with the video? Sell it? Post it online? Bloody Hell! And by the time I was situated, he had everything right where he wanted it. And then he was on me. No preamble. One second nothing, and the next I felt his hands on my ass, one hand on each cheek, pulling me wide open. And then I felt his enormous cock head at my opening. Oh fuck, this is it. Relax, breathe, relax, clear everything else away, I told myself in a desperate attempt to will my hole open so that I didn’t get ripped to shreds. My mind closed nearly everything else away, except for Steve and my pig hole. I didn’t think about any other part of my body, just my vulnerable opening and the massive meat dong that was insisting on entrance. I could hear the sounds of raw sex filling the room from the sound system attached to the monitors displaying breeder sex videos. That helped put my mind in the right place. I couldn’t see the monitors, but I could picture assholes gaping open and swallowing cocks, swallowing their loads. As I did so, my hole yawned open and I felt Steve begin to slide in. “Shit, you are a fucking whore!” he laughed as he sunk into me. “Look at you taking that cock. I’m not even pushing and your fucking pig hole is just eating me up. You want what I got, dontcha, pig?” he laughed sinisterly. My hole might have yawned open and allow entrance, but that didn’t mean I was wide open and gaping. He made it a couple of inches in and then stopped, allowing me to breathe and try to adjust. It was still quite a shock to my system. Before I got back into that mindset, Steve slammed full length into me, balls deep in one hard thrust! I felt my entire insides split apart from the sudden invasion and I howled in pain. That explains why play rooms are in basements -so the neighbors can't hear! Normally if there’s some pain during a fuck, I just grin and bear it. This wasn’t just pain, though. I felt like someone just rammed a telephone pole up my ass, I’d never been so full or so violated. Violated, that’s a good word for what I was feeling. And yet, the stupid thing is . . . somehow I was turned on during it all. I could feel my cock throbbing beneath me, trapped between my stomach and the padded bench. It’s almost like another aspect of my personality came out with extreme pain like this, a part that reveled in it. Because apparently I was, as I suddenly found myself shoving back onto Steven’s hard monster cock. “Look at you, fucking pig! Riding this cock even though I just busted you open good!” he snarled, so impressed and amused by my behavior. “You can’t see it, pig, but you will when you watch the video. Your ass is lubing my big dick up nice and slick with all of that blood.” Blood? Hell! Bloody Hell! He really had done some damage. So why was my ass feeling greedy, still? Steve took hold of my hips and pumped away, my hole destroyed and slackened enough that he could just ride me. Especially with the combination of his precum, Dan’s load, and my own ass juices and blood slickening his ride. I could feel all around my ass and down my legs were wet as he continued to rape my hole. I knew it was blood. There was no way Dan bred me that much or Steve could precum that much. So why the hell am I still turned on by this fuck? Am I sick? I’m a sick fucker for loving the fuck this man is giving me. I’ve never done anything like this before, nothing ever this extreme. Steve power-fucked my ass for what felt like another hour, but was probably another fifteen or twenty minutes. Then he slowed and lowered himself down onto me so his stomach was flush with my back. He brought his head down next to mine on the left and whispered into my ear. “So, the pig is enjoying the ride, I take it?” his gravelly voice rumbled sexily. “Good thing ‘cause you’re not getting out of here until I’ve gotten all I want from you. Or, should I say, given you all I want to give you,” he chuckled. “What . . . what do you mean?” I asked, feeling a sudden surge of panic again. “You’re not leaving here without my AIDS, pig,” he snarled into my ear. AIDS?!? What the fuck? I was suddenly thrashing against him, whimpering, trying to get Dan to come and get this sick fuck off of me. I could hear struggling and Dan was trying to get Steve off of me. He didn’t know what Steve had told me but it must have been quite clear that I wanted to go. “Back the fuck off, Dan, or your wife gets a phone call at her mother’s house tonight,” Steve bellowed, and then the room fell silent, except for the porn playing in the background. It’s not like they could have been fighting much, given that Steve was still buried balls-deep up my ass, but whatever struggle they got into ceased and I heard Dan walk away. Quietly, he said, “Chris, I’m sorry. I didn’t know this would happen,” and then he disappeared up the stairs. I felt Steve lean down next to my ear again and in a sexy whisper, he said, “Thank fuck, I thought he would never leave. Now we can have some real fun. You want that, don’t you, pig?” Why did my body respond to this man who had literally destroyed me? I had never been so turned on in my life, and this man just told me he was going to give me AIDS! What the hell is wrong with me? “You want it, I know you do,” he chuckled into my ear before he pushed himself back up to standing. “Are you ready for your first load of AIDS cum, pig?” he asked loudly. “Fuck yes! Give it to me!” I heard my own voice yelling. Fuck, I really am a sick fuck. Then again, I’d just been thinking he was a sick fuck, too, so maybe we were more compatible than I thought. I was so inexperienced with sex outside of vanilla, this was all so new and exciting, I couldn’t deny that I wanted to delve deeper. “Here it comes, fucking whore! Take my HIV! Take my AIDS!!!” he yelled at the top of his lungs as his balls erupted and blasted my shredded insides with scalding hot high viral cum. I’ll admit it stung like a bitch, but somehow I got a perverse thrill from that. I just didn’t know my own mind anymore. As his cum began to shoot into me, I felt my own cock going off below me as a pool of my semen spread out between me and the bench. I felt like such a pig. And I loved every second of it. Steve yanked his dick out of my ass, causing me to yell out in pain and shock. He stepped back and appeared to marvel at the mess he’d made of me. I glanced over my shoulder back at him and could see my reflection in a large mirror on the wall behind him. My entire backside and the backs of my legs were streaked with blood. I hadn’t just gotten a tiny tear. I was bleeding. Not gushing or requiring medical attention. I don’t think, anyway. But there was an alarming amount of blood. “We’re off to a good start, pig,” Steve told me, sounding kind of proud and not nearly as scary as he had before. “You up for it?” I really didn’t want to be up for it. I really thought I should say something like, “Go fuck yourself you sick fuck!” and take my damaged ass to the nearest hospital for some stitches and some PEP. That’s not what I said, though.

They dragged my trousers and underpants down and my cock sprang up strong and stiff. Then warm, wet lips engulfed it and I gasped with pleasure, even though I knew what I was doing was dangerous and wrong. Now another smell hit me as someone opened a bottle of poppers which filled the small space. My heart began to race and I put my hands on the head sucking me, and felt thin hair and wrinkled skin. Meanwhile, other fingers gripped the base of my cock, probed between my buttocks and pinched my nipples through my shirt. Oh god, I thought, I should go. This was all wrong. A bottle was thrust into my nostrils. "Take a deep sniff" whispered the man who'd been kissing me, adding "enjoy yourself." I inhaled, and felt the popper-rush and my resistance melted. Someone pushed my head down and fed a thick cock into my mouth. It was slippery and tasted of cum and smelled of ass juices. I gagged, but the poppers had me high and I began to suck and clean it. Someone asked "Who is he?" "Dunno," whispered another, explaining "Some yuppie slumming it." "He's sure eager for cock." A low chuckle "Yeah, and he's gonna get what's coming to him." I felt a finger against my arsehole. It was cold and slippery and I realised someone was rubbing lube into it. Oh no. This was too much. I needed to come to my senses. But it felt so good as the finger slid gently into me and the poppers bottle was thrust under my nose. I groaned and stayed bent over, my heart beating fast and a pulse roaring in my ears. "Fuck it!" someone urged. I felt a body behind me and then a thin, mushroom headed cock probing my hole. I reached back and realised it was bare, and my heart skipped a beat. What was I doing? How could I do this? But the head popped into me, followed by the long, thin shaft and I could only groan with pleasure and surrender. He began to thrust slowly, deliberately in and out, and I could feel calloused fingers feeling for where the shaft entered me. His thrusts were getting more deliberate, faster, as he worked himself towards orgasm. 'I'm going to let him', I thought, 'Oh Jesus, I'm going to let him'. He was now thrusting fast, so I wasn't surprised when he gasped "I'm gonna cum!. I'm gonna breed your fuckin' arse!" He gave a deep growl of pleasure, and I felt the cock in me swell and throb and knew he was spurting, his sperm carrying god knows what diseases into my guts. I was shaking with fear, but also with the realisation that I'd crossed a line into depravity and it was also exciting. Fingers probed my hole and a man said "Spunked up him, did you?" "Oh yeah. Gave him a dirty load." Someone stroked my head surprisingly gently. "Nice one, mate. Now you've joined the club." Fingers undid my shirt, pulling it off my body and then they gently, reverently pulled me into a cubicle. Someone sat on the toilet, I couldn't see who, and pulled my head down onto his cock. He stroked my face as I sucked him and gave me more poppers. Then he reached over my back and I felt his strong hands pull my cheeks apart, asking "Who's next? Anyone want to knock him up before he leaves?" Tears were rolling down my cheeks as I realised what was happening to me, the awful depravity of it, and I also knew I wanted it. An obese man mounted me, resting his heavy belly on my bottom as his stubby cock slid into my wet hole. He was excited, dripping with sweat and only lasted a few seconds before he gasped and came in me. He pulled out roughly, and I felt a gush of warm, slimy spunk dribble down over my balls. 'Yes, I'm going to let them', I thought as another cock nosed easily into my dripping hole. I had gladly accepted my fate.