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He pulled up to the parking lot in a BMW convertible. An odd choice to me since he was a self-described gay redneck. He even dressed the part. Dirty work boots, ripped jeans, faded t-shirt and camouflage hat. He walked up and gave me a big hug. To this day I have never met someone that hugs as good as he does. I don't know what it is, but when he hugged me I just felt immediately safe and like there were no problems in the world. We spent most of the afternoon together, and as he was leaving, he got this look in his eyes. I just stood there and he leaned in, without breaking eye contact, and started kissing me. This lasted a minute, then he hugged me and drove off. It was after this I realized I had pre-cum leaking through my shorts. When I got home, I had some texts from him. They were all pictures or videos. Wild ones. Guys in slings with masks on, nipple torture, hoods, double penetration, huge groups of guys fucking. I got another text: "Just so you know what you're getting into with us, LOL". He had explained that day too he was in a poly relationship with a few different guys. After that day, things definitely became more sexual. He was still a good friend, but there was that added spark there. He'd text me all of the things he would do to me, like put my arms and legs in a spreader, give me a gas mask filled with poppers and let random guys come and fuck me. Or tie me down and spend hours just edging me while stretching out my hole. A couple weeks after our first meeting he asked if I would want to have dinner with him at his home. Of course I said yes. I spent the afternoon before driving over making sure everything was trimmed how I like it, and cleaning myself out thoroughly. I wasn't sure if sex would be involved, but like a good former Boy Scout I'm prepared for everything. I was nervous the entire drive over, not for meeting again, but I was starting to contend with the side of me he had awakened: the submissive cum dump that just wanted to please this redneck bear. I got to the door, and he gave me a very long, forceful kiss. His hand drifted down my back and went down my waist band. Discovering my jock strap, he let out a deep growl of approval. We spent some time chatting, he had beer for us. By the third one I was feeling pretty warm. "Do you want to see the rest of the house?", he asked. I suddenly couldn't speak, and let out a small affirmative. He chuckled and took me through the house. "Finally, my bedroom", he said as we reached the end of the hall. It was very tastefully done and contemporary. He started kissing me, almost violently. There was an aggression to him, but I felt completely safe with him. He ordered me to strip, and moved to a painting. Standing in just my jockstrap, he pulled at the painting and it swung out to reveal a deep recess with lube, poppers, a couple masks, and several toys. "Bend over." I felt him rubbing my hole and suddenly his tongue was there. I gasped loudly. He spent ten minutes giving me the best rim job of my life, before putting a lube applicator in my hole and injecting me. He then put in a large plug. "Here, use these, this is going in you one way or another". I took four deep hits of poppers in each nostril (this was actually my first time using them but new the premise). The plug slid in, and he ordered me to sit on the floor against the wall. He stripped, revealing nothing underneath except a black harness, tattoos, and heavy gauge nipple piercings. His cock was at least 8in, cut, with egg sized balls that were framed in a cock ring. He walked up to me and ordered me to open my mouth. Resting his big daddy belly on my forehead, he put his cock in my mouth. He started gently but eventually began skull fucking me. I've never been great at blowjobs, I will admit that. He kept triggering my gag reflex, with the wall behind me there was no where I could go except onto his cock more. My arms kept moving so he got some restraints and tied them behind my back, then gave me poppers. We spent thirty minutes with me against that wall. At one point I nearly had bile in my mouth from gagging so much, but he stopped face fucking me and just held is cock in my mouth, making it clear the only place that it was going was back down my throat. My jaw began to ache. Finally he pulled off and threw me on the bed. He untied my hands, only to put them in restraints hidden on the head board and my legs back with my hole exposed. He put a pillow under me, and then a gas mask over my head. I could see him soak a cotton ball with the poppers, and then place it into the tube of the mask. Within seconds I could feel them hit me. "Time to ruin that pussy." He started working the plug in and out of me, getting more and more aggressive until it was basically falling out. "Tell me what you want". "Fuck me, please." "No tell me what you really want. What daddy to do to your cunt?" I could barely form the thought through the poppers haze, and blurted out, "I want you to wreck my pussy. Fill my cunt with your big dick and daddy cum!!" He removed the plug and slid his cock in, and started fucking me maniacally, his bear belly slapping against me as his balls hit my hole. He bit and pulled at my nipples until they were swollen and red. This went on for about half an hour before I could hear his breathing change, and with sweat pouring off of him, yelled out as he bottomed out and dumped his cum deep within me. That didn't stop him though, he never got soft, and fucked me two more times. He untied me, laid down next to me and stuck his cock back in me while curling me up close to him. .............................................................

Intrigued. Mike contemplated the ad, he loved the idea, but figured the guy was no where near him. Checking the profile he found the location to be empty. Still he thought, he really liked the idea of what this guy was offering. Deep in his soul he knew this was the next step for him. The offer would give him the chance of know who and when it happened and he really liked the no nonsense clinical aspect of it. Mike figured what the hell, I’ll message the guy and see what happens, most likely will never hear back anyway. Mike clicked on the message button. “Hello, my name is Mike, I saw your ad for insemination services and was very intrigued. I have been Bareback bottoming for guys for a long time now and have so far not contracted anything. I know it’s a matter of time before I’m stung with a viral load. Deep down I truly want to have it happen, but I would like to know when and how it happens. Hope that makes sense. I am not am not looking for this because I feel I deserve it, or because I want to start stealthing other guys. I just know in my heart that this is something I truly desire. I honestly appreciate your clinical approach to helping others. It really strikes a cord with me and I feel like it’s the perfect way for me to be inseminated. I hope to hear back from you in the near future. I can be reached at xxx-xxx-xxxx Thank you for your time and consideration. Mike”

When we left the sauna Peter was a bit quiet as we trudged through the gloomy streets. I sensed he was reflecting on the day and what had happened to him. "Penny for your thoughts?" I asked. He blushed "I was just thinking about what happened in the sauna. " He said. "I shouldn't have let them do it to me." Too late now, I thought. "But you liked it, right? Their cocks up you? Their cum in you?" He nodded. "But what if I get...you know,,,like you?" I grinned. "Pregnant you mean? Maybe, but then you won't have to worry about it, will you?" He hadn't noticed we were taking a longer way home. We passed under an old, disused railway arch beneath which was the entrance to a dark old victorian gents toilet. "I gotta pee." I said. He stood back. "Okay. I'll wait." "Why not come in and wait. Wouldn't want to leave you on your own." He nodded and we went inside. I could hear breathing and shuffling inside and as we went round the wall which screened the urinals from the street we saw four men in the gloomy space which smelled of damp and piss. One was squatting in front of another sucking his cock as the other two watched and wanked. The squatting man's pants were down around his ankles and in that position his fat buttocks were spread and I noticed lube glinting on his slack arsehole. Peter gasped and his eyes widened. The man being sucked recognised me and grinned evilly whilst the others looked wary. "He's ok," Hissed the man being sucked, an older guy with thinning hair who I knew was poz from previous encounters. One of the other men pushed his trousers and pants down and his fat cock sprang up below his flabby belly, pre-cum drooling from the purple tip. Peter was flushed with excitement and trembling with a little fear at being in this space with these predators. I ruffled his hair and began to unfasten his jeans. "Wh..what are you doing?" He gasped, but didn't stop me as I lowered his trousers and underwear, and pulled up his t-shirt so they could see his plump belly and fat little bottom. The squatting man got up and we saw his cock was stiff as a poker and I noticed the scorpion tattoo on his thigh. Ignoring Peter's question, I dug the tube of lube from my pocket, put some on my finger and rubbed it into his hot little arsehole. Then I pushed him forward. "I'll keep watch." I said, glancing into the strret. The four men drew Peter between them. He disapeared momentarily between their bodies. Then I heard him gasp "Oh my!" They moved apart and I saw he had been bent over and scorpion man was fucking his arse as another fed his cock into his mouth. I grinned to myself. If he wasn't already pregnant, he would be soon judging by the grunts scorpion man was making as he emptied his dirty cum into Peter's rectum...

****This is based on a true story. I've changed some names and used some artistic licensing.**** My name is Matt. I'm 25, but my life really started changing when I was 24. I grew up in a small New Hampshire town; the kind where cows outnumber people. I spent high school racing cross country running and nordic skiing. I did well in school but for the sake of cost, I went to the state school almost everyone in my town went to (a girl I graduated with lived directly above me, for perspective). I did well and got degree in Chemistry. I stopped cardio and got more into weight lifting. After that I moved back to my hometown, I didn't have a job yet and rent is always cheap living with your parents. I finally got a job in my field but it didn't pay much more than when I was bartending, so I continued living with them. I also didn't have as much time for the gym, so I'd describe myself as pretty average, definitely some extra padding. But at 6'4 with blonde hair and brown eyes, not to mention a killer smile, I don't have to worry about dates. In early 2019 I started dating my now ex-boyfriend, Curt. He lived over an hour away in Vermont in a bigger city. This lasted a few months but he was such a jerk my friends finally made me see he was borderline abusive. On paper he was everything I would want: he ran marathons, played rugby, had a giant dick; but I guess all of that didn't compensate for a lack of personality. After the break up, I wasn't in a good place. My friends birthday was coming up, so we went to Ogunquit for the weekend (the Palm Springs of Maine, only with three gay bars instead of thirty). The bar wasn't great the first night, so the second I went back by myself. A guy I had hooked up with in school was bartending so I decided to be friendly. He was cute, my age, very much a blonde twink, but he had a great dick. Turns out saying hi was the right move, because it got me a couple free drinks and some good head in one of the little staff rooms. As I was leaving, I walked by these guys going in. Not really my type but we made eye contact and I didn't think much of it. Until I got an alert on Scruff. I looked at the profile and started responded. He asked if I was done for the night, I said I was but looking back I should have spent more time there, since my friends were already passed out in the room. His name was Sam. 41, bald, about my height. Definitely a bear with a big belly but a big dick to match. He had a lip piercing, which was interesting to me since I had never been into facial piercings really. At first I wasn't really interested, I had gotten my daddy phase out of my system when I was twenty with a fire fighter from Atlanta who vacationed for a month in Vermont every year. We fucked around all kinds of different ways (to this day I have never had a cock as thick as his, my fingers barely touched when I held it, and he was the one that showed me early on that condoms suck). After that I stuck to guys my age, maybe a year or two older but all within my range. There was something about Sam though that kept me chatting with him. He wasn't like other gays I'd chatted with or my friends (think Mean Girls and Regina George). He was very direct, but also very sweet. Very blue collar, which was also very different for me. We kept talking after that weekend and I learned he lived in New Hampshire as well, only about an hour away from me. We had very different work schedules so it took us a couple months to coordinate meeting up but finally one Saturday in September we were both free, so he said he would drive to see me. Turns out my daddy phase was just getting started. .........................................

Yes, I too share this concern. I fear saunas and cruise bars/sex clubs will be unfairly treated as we slowly come out of lockdown. Why unfairly? Because as far as COVID-19 is concerned, I don’t see them as any greater risk to public health than busy bars or crowded nightclubs. Yet you can almost guarantee these businesses will be allowed to get back to normal sooner. Yet again, sex will be demonized, and gay sex in particular. Even on this site, there seems to be a growing attitude that the problem here is sex and fucking, rather than just close human contact. We have to remember that this disease didn’t start in the bathhouses or cruise clubs dotted round the world- in fact, it seems to have been spread far more effectively at venues serving religious services, weddings and funerals, etc. Sometimes I wonder if a certain amount of guilt and self-loathing has crept into the way some of us here are talking about sex at the moment. We should take a step back, and remember this is not the same disease that devastated our community 40 years ago. Sex is not the problem.

Part 14 - The Opposite Direction Mark stirred feeling the warmth of the sun moving across his body, opening his eyes he turned and saw a peacefully sleeping Luca beside him. His dreams and love had become a reality he always hoped from the first day he clapped eyes on Luca in their dorm. It was being here in Tuscany with no interruptions from what was his world in Manchester and how full on and manic living in a city was, the pace of life here so energising in way he had never known before. A content happy look on his face staring up at the ceiling the days were simply floating by and already in to Mark's second week. Luca woke and quietly watched the happy look on Mark's face "Can you stay longer?" he asked quietly. Mark turned his head to face Luca "What here?" he asked sounding a little surprised. "Yes" Luca said stroking Mark's body "This guy Oliver arrives in a few days, my parents invited him". "Oh" Mark said pinching Luca lightly "and who is Oliver?". Luca rolled on to his stomach "A guy off the ship who fancies me" he said. Mark kissed Luca's back "Well he can't have you" he said running his tongue along his back "you are mine". "Good" Luca sighed his back tingling "please stay on" he now almost pleaded with Mark. "Okay" Mark replied shifting his body until he laid on top of Luca "I could live here I love it so much". Luca raised his head and turning it slightly about to speak only to be met by Mark's lips rubbing against his until they parted and kissed. The longer they kissed the harder Mark ground his hips against Luca's ass, he could feel the excitement and arousal between Mark's legs rubbing against his ass. He knew what was coming and bit down hard on the pillow under him feeling his cock working towards his hole. Mark kissed the back of Luca's neck and pushed down gently feeling the resistance and tightness of Luca's ass, his precum moistening the lips allowing the head of his cock to prise open his lover. He could feel Luca tense up and moan in to the pillow before relaxing, taking his time slowly easing his cock inside. Luca wriggled his hand finding Mark's thigh he stroked it lightly and running his fingers along the buttocks, getting excited every time he felt the muscles tighten and push down a little more. The long slow journey being explored between them until Luca raised his head feeling the pubic hair against his hole. He felt no pain just a lust and desire to be one with Mark, locked together in a deep sexual plateau. Mark rested on top of Luca kissing him delicately on the mouth their eyes locked on to each other in a display of true love and affection. His hips slowly and reassuringly moving in deep caressing strokes, he was in no rush and wanted Luca to enjoy every moment. The eyes looking back at him so seductively and full of desire like they were sealing their love once and for all. Their hot bodies riding against each other, the pants and sensual moans softened in the still morning air. Without even needing to speed up or hit home harder Mark naturally pushed his hips up against Luca's ass. Luca kissed him quickly, their lips touching he let out a moan and kissed Luca deep releasing the love from his balls into Luca's body in quick pulsing successions. Luca half closed his eyes moaning quietly and feeling the orgasm from Mark's cock. Their kiss lasting longer than ever and Mark wrapped his arms under Luca's body holding him. Luca rolled Mark over on to his side and grabbing Mark's hand and guiding it to his cock. Mark ground his semi hard cock in Luca's ass and gently rubbed Luca's cock several times before he orgasmed shooting a hefty load that mostly landed on Luca's chest and shoulders. "You made a bit of mess Luca" Mark said kissing his neck. Luca continued stroking Mark's leg "I don't care" he replied "that was amazing" he chuckled. "Does this Oliver make love to you like this?" Mark asked out of nowhere surprising Luca. Luca slapped Mark's leg "We have never slept together, he is pretty hot though" he said jokingly. "Maybe we should show him a good time in Tuscany then" Mark suggested and Luca stopped stroking his leg. "You mean have an open type relationship?" Luca asked turning his head to Mark. Mark smiled "Not completely, just on occasion we have a third or fourth" he said seeing Luca nodding. "Never apart only together?" Luca asked and Mark nodded "I like that idea". Eventually disentangling themselves they showered and went down for breakfast acting a little sheepishly not to arouse any suspicion from Luca's parents. Luca and Mark went to the orchard to pick fresh apricots giggling and exchanging looks. Sarah watched from the terrace and turned to Gio "They seem happy" she said walking back to the table. Gio looked up at her "It is crazy that they lived together so long and afraid to show their emotions". "I thought that Oliver was a good match for Luca" Sarah said sitting down and pouring a coffee. Gio chuckled "I know but Luca's heart is with Marco" he stopped himself "I mean Mark". Sarah laughed "That is the first time you have ever called him Marco, you look on him as family already?". "Yes, he has been in our lives for some time" Gio replied looking at his phone. "Nonni?" Sarah asked seeing a surprised look on Gio's face. He nodded "Yes, they want to come to dinner Saturday" Gio said "Luca and Marco as well". Sarah poured him a coffee "They like Mark a lot, somehow I don't think they would have approved of Oliver". "Who wouldn't approve of Oliver?" Luca asked approaching and hearing the last part of the conversation. Gio looked up "Nonni" he said beckoning the boys to sit "they are coming to dinner Friday". "Marzi" Sarah called out "you both are expected as well" she told Luca and Mark. Gio held the coffee pot "Cafe Marco?" he asked without even realising he called him Marco. Mark simply answered without making a fuss "Si per favore". Sarah and Luca both watched on at Mark who seemed to naturally slip in to Italian if he knew the words, he even didn't seem to notice Luca's father calling him Marco. The rest of the week was spent walking around the countryside and sitting by the pool, Luca teaching Mark Italian phrases. Luca also begun calling him Marco then usually ended up kissing him, they would walk hand in hand together through the orchard picking apricots that were in abundance. They talked at length about Mark's exploits at college and students they both knew that he had bedded, Luca would look on shocked when he named guys who acted very straight on the outside never suspecting any of them. When Mark began rearranging his flight Gio suggested he stay on until they all went back to the UK. They could clearly see the bond of love between their son and Mark, making it very apparent they approved now he spent every night in Luca's room. Marzi had even moved Mark's belongings to Luca's room after bringing the subject up much to Luca's embarrassment at breakfast. Saturday came around and the boys walked in to the village to pick up some supplies for dinner that evening, armed with Marzi's shopping list they collected everything on the list they sat at one of the cafe's in the village square for coffee. Mark smiled at Luca and took his sunglasses off watching the parade of villagers coming up to say hello to Luca. Many of whom kissed him talking loudly and excited seeing him again, many of them introduced to Mark as a friend. They simple way he introduced Mark fooled noone and they could clearly see there was more than just a friendship here. "What are you smiling at?" Luca asked putting his cup down. "You" Mark replied "they seem to love you very much in the village" he said. Luca sat back chuckling "They have seen me grow up year after year every summer". Mark studied him for a moment "Why do you not live here?" he asked suddenly surprising Luca with his question. "Maybe one day when the time is right" Luca replied "come on we better get back" he said standing up. The table was laid exquisitely for dinner when Luca and Mark appeared just before the grandparents arrived. The time went by so quickly with Mark trying to keep up with a lot of the conversation but floundered quickly unable to make sense of what was going on, he caught the words graduation and his grandparents waving their arms around at the expansive scenery. By the time his grandparents stood to leave they spoke to Luca and kissed him several times before saying good by to everyone else. Sarah took hold to Mark and sat him down at the table pouring themselves a glass of wine. "Hectic" Sarah said handing Mark his glass "I can hardly keep up when they talk so quickly". "Thanks" Mark replied "I gave up after 10 minutes" he laughed "It seemed to get intense at one point". Sarah nodded "Yes, they were going on about the winery and wanting Gio and Luca to take it over". "Oh" Mark said "I wonder if that is what Luca meant earlier" he rambled on to a confused looking Sarah. After explaining Sarah looked seriously at Mark "They want Luca to start learning and moving here soon". Mark looked over towards Luca "Somehow I don't think that is what you want for him though" he said. Sarah chuckled "No, I thought Luca would be a corporate world person" she said "but family first". Mark looked at her "Won't leave much room for me then" he said with a sadness on his face. "What do you mean?" Sarah put her glass down "is it serious with you both?" she asked. Mark shrugged his shoulders "I hope so" he said quietly "but making it work if he moves here...". "If your serious Mark you make it work" Sarah said topping his glass up "you might like living here". Mark smiled "Yeah it would certainly be different just the two of us" he said sitting back in his chair. Sarah laughed "You will become part of the family, trust me you won't be alone" she said "there is a BBQ tomorrow at nonni's house we are going to". It was something Mark never thought about, Luca being faced with a life changing decision that also had ramifications on them both. When Luca and Gio joined them at the table Luca was clearly conflicted about the offer from his grandparents. The offer was to good for Luca to turn down and he spoke to Mark about it in more depth, the last thing he wanted now was to loose Mark. Luca looked at Mark lovingly "I guess the question I need to know is if you would move here?". Mark sat there in silence before he spoke "I want to be with you Luca". "But..." Luca prompted knowing there was more to his answer and waited. "What will I do here, I don't know enough Italian to work or study?" Mark replied looking concerned. Luca smiled "My grandparents expect you to be here and run it with us" he said watching Mark. "We are off for a walk leave you boys to talk it through" Gio said standing up and walking off with Sarah. Mark looked back at Luc "Do you though?" he asked "it is a big step asking me to live here with you?". Luca leaned over and kissed Mark "Of course I do, you are who I have always wanted Marco". Mark smiled "Good, then I will" he replied "my family won't be happy me giving up university". Luca nodded "Finish your course and come over during the breaks it is only one more year" he suggested. "Okay, if I miss you I am going to jack it all in" Mark replied "Did you hear from this Oliver?" he asked. Luca chuckled "Yes, he still thinks he can win me over" he said "but I don't love him". Returning to their room and a little light headed from all the wine they collapsed naked on the bed. Luca kissed Mark softly on his lips, neck and chest then rolled Mark over on to his stomach. Mark giggled as Luca kissed across his shoulders and raised his head 'Slowly I am not use to being bottom' he quietly said moaning from the soft nips Luca made working down Mark's back. He could feel the sexual urge in Luca's body biting his ass cheeks and slipping his tongue between the cheeks, Mark let out a soft long moan enjoying the sensation of Luca's tongue. Luca drew his tongue along the lower back moving up towards Mark's neck and moving his body until he laid on top poised. He inched his cock up to the hole feeling the tightness and resistance, Mark wriggled underneath and moaned in to the pillow feeling his hole prising open slowly by the relentless force held in Luca's cock pushing down and deeper. Luca gasped and moaned suddenly feeling the resistance give way allowing his cock to penetrate deeper. Mark winced from the sharp pain and raised his head, Luca slipped his arm around Mark's neck kissing his cheek until he found the moist soft lips of his mouth. Their bodies joined together Luca slowly began moving his hips with gentle motion his breathing was heavy trying to control his body from climaxing too quickly. They kissed again allowing their eyes to lock on to each other 'I love you Luca' Mark softly said, Luca kissed him tenderly 'I love you Mark, always have done' he replied. Their hands entwining holding each other, Luca heard the soft pleasurable moans from Mark. Luca saw Mark in a completely different light, the dominating top was playing a submissive lover and he liked seeing this tender side of him. His hips picking up speed and the strokes remained so gentle, Mark felt every stroke that caressed the inside of his ass giving him incredible pleasure. Locked together for nearly an hour, their bodies sweating from the humidity of the Tuscan night. The occasional warm breeze wafting through the open windows Luca moaned and held his hips still, his cock deep in Mark he began to feel the orgasm flowing from his balls to his cock. He tightened his hands around Mark's, panting and breathing heavily his orgasm seemed to take his breath away. Mark pushed his ass up taking Luca's cock deeper feeling his lover reaching climax, the pulsing from Luca's cock reverberating inside his ass causing him to moan and wriggle rubbing his own cock against the sheet underneath him. Luca kissed his neck and slowly pulled his cock out collapsing in his back, Mark rolled on to his back and grabbed Luca's hand guiding it to his cock. Luca stroked it gently then leaned over slipping his mouth sensually around the head. Mark grabbed Luca's head and pushed him down deeper until he felt his orgasm rising. Removing his hand from Luca's head his mouth remained around the shaft and continued working until his hips began to buck. He looked down 'Luca' he said throwing his head back releasing his load in to Luca's mouth. Mark couldn't help giggling noticing Luca moving towards his mouth knowing he was going to get a very cummy kiss and Luca didn't disappoint. His lips and tongue salty and laden with his cum, wrapping his arms around Luca and rolling him on to his back he now resumed control of being on top where Mark liked to be. Their passion and love exhibiting itself through their continuous kissing until they both eventually fell asleep just after 4am. Awake Mark laid in bed and sent a long text to his parents explaining things as best he could, it resulted in a phone call and very heated exchange. Relenting that he would finish his course no matter what, Luca said he would come back to the UK during term time at weekends to see him. Striking a balance his parents eventually agreed when they found out it would mean cheap holidays to Italy during the year. Oliver was due to arrive the following day on Sunday, but today the four of them headed off in the afternoon to Luca's grandparents for a BBQ. When Gio told him it was a family gathering mostly to meet Mark he almost freaked out, especially when he saw the number of adults and kids around the pool terrace. Introduced to everyone as Mark the entire family insisted on calling him Marco. Luca's grandparents clearly happy that he had agreed to move here with Luca, the rest of the family all sat down listening to Mark explain how Luca and he had met and secretly hid their feelings all the time they shared a dorm room. Luca took Mark and introduced him to his uncle Nico, he was striking and a younger version of Gio. At 32 Nico was tall dark and handsome and well loved by all his younger cousins, his build was much like Tony's and his arms covered in tattoo sleeves. Apart from the tattoos Nico was perfectly groomed and Mark found himself a little mesmerised and daunted by this striking man. After kissing his parents Nico purposefully strode over to where Luca and Mark stood, his gaze fixed on Mark as he approached. Luca hugged his uncle kissing him on both cheeks briefly exchanging words in Italian that was way to quick for Mark to even grasp. "This is Mark" Luca said introducing him "Mark this is my uncle Nico". Nico studied him for a moment "You are the one Luca speaks so fondly of" he said moving closer. Mark's mouth went dry all of a sudden "Am I?" he replied suddenly thinking how dumb he sounded. Nico chuckled and gave Mark a quick hug "Very nice" he said to Luca "welcome to the family Mark". "Thanks" Mark replied trying to compose himself watching Luca giggle and twitching in his groin. Luca pulled Mark to his side "My uncle won't have sex with me he says it is weird" he said to Mark chuckling. Mark stood with an open mouth "Luca you are way to young" Nico replied laughing "one day after I have him". "I think we have freaked Marco out a little" Luca said putting his finger under Mark's chin. "Marco?" Nico asked then chuckled "oh Gio has already Italianised him". He found it amusing and confusing how the conversation switched so quickly "Have who?" he asked. Nico smiled "Keep up with the conversation Marco" Nico said winking at Mark. Luca laughed "I want to watch if you do" he replied. Mark's attention was drawn to another car pulling up and a blond tall guy stepped out. The muscular build evident immediately from his stature but the blond hair of the tall figure was quite out of place amongst all the Italians here. Straight away Johan was engulfed by all the cousins shouting greetings running over to him, Luca's grandparents kissed him affectionately and escorted the children away. Nico looked over smiled and waved "Marco this is my husband Johan" he said introducing them. "Your husband?" Mark asked astonished then turning to Luca "you never told me you had a gay uncle". Luca laughed and hugged Johan hard then let him go "So you are Marco that nonni has spoken about" he said. Johan gave Mark a hug "They didn't do you justice when describing you" he said laughing. "Hey" Nico said kissing his husband "enough of that, did your parents get off okay?" he asked. "Yes" Johan replied the returning his gaze to Mark "Marco the man who stole my nephews heart?" he winked at Luca. Luca rolled his eyes and Mark chuckled "Your accent is it German?" Mark asked. "No, near though" Johan replied "I am Austrian, Westendorf to be exact". "He is my uncles toy boy" Luca added "well 2 years younger but still a plaything" he said. Johan stepped forward "Here we go again" Nico said as Luca bolted in to the garden followed by Johan. "Is that normal?" Mark asked as Nico put his arm around his shoulder. Nico chuckled "Every time Luca likes winding Johan up" he replied "let's get a drink" Nico suggested. Mark took a sip of wine "Where do you and Johan live?" he asked putting his glass down. "About 20 minutes from Luca's" Nico replied "I hope we will see more of you both now his parents have left". Mark smiled "You know then?" he asked watching Nico nod "I hope I don't disappoint anyone" he nervously said. Nico chuckled "Only if you break up with Luca will you disappoint anyone but more so Luca". Mark looked curiously at him "What do you mean?" he asked picking up his glass of wine. "Luca fell in love with you 3 weeks after you moved in to his dorm room at Uni" Nico replied. Mark smiled "Really" he replied "The first day I saw him he captured my heart, so stunning and nice". Johan returned taking his shirt off "Come on Marco" he said grabbing him "you got to play water polo". The BBQ was in full swing with Mark in the pool with the numerous cousins playing water polo with Johan. Behind him the whole of Luca's family were discreetly giving approval of Mark to Sarah and Gio seeing how he fitted in so effortlessly with the kids, they seemed to like him as much as Johan. Apart from being exhaustive and fun Mark and Luca had such a good time it was way after midnight when they finally all left with Gio and Sarah.

Yes I love it. I go in there and I’m a piece of meat. Getting groped as I move around. Even if I were to decide I didn’t want it I’d get groped a load more times on the way out: I love that, having no say or control over that. Other bottoms grab my cock hopefully (ha!) and then I find somewhere to bend over and I do the same thing. Stick my ass out and try get hands, legs, cocks, anything to hit off it as they pass and realise there’s a willing hole there. And then one cock after another sliding into me. Is it a young hottie? Is it a hot daddie? Is it a troll? It doesn’t matter! It’s a cock, I’m a hole, it’s perfect. Other younger guys (I’m early thirties and have been doing this since my mid twenties) don’t understand it. Why would I not seek out hot guys my own age, or fit daddies? I do that too. But I can go in a dark room and get so much cock, loads and just get treated as a hole. Not everyone understands that but I know guys on here will 😈

So this thread is 5 years old! But for anyone else wondering, when I was learning to take a cock, what worked for me was loads of lube and foreplay that involved fingering. My first bf had an 8.5” girthy cock and he hated poppers so I had to learn to take him without any. We’d do a lot of sucking to get in the mood, then he’d let me lie there and he’d focus on my ass. He’d slowly work my hole with his fingers and loads of lube and I’d add more lube when I needed it. When he was able to get four fingers in, I was ready to take his cock. Initially I found it was easier if he lay on his back and I sat on his cock, cowboy position. On my back with my legs up over his shoulders seemed to open me up too. But find what works for you. Trust is definitely important, whether that’s a bf or a fuck buddy. If you want to be able to go to town on a hole, you need a more experienced bottom. And even then, like others have said, work it at least a little first! I can take any cock at this stage, but I distinctly remember the last time a big guy came up behind me in a dark room and rammed. It wasn’t nice! I took him no problem a minute later after he lubed and played with my hole just even for a few seconds.

Something I posted before, my true feelings and experiences. The dark steam room i frequent is small and narrow, always smells of man sweat/poppers/sex. There are naked sweaty guys, hairy, skinny, beefy, pushing and rubbing against your body, breathing on you., hot breath, sexual tension at a High. Some stranger forces his tongue in your mouth whilst many hands are feeling and touching you all over your body, invading you, pulling your ass cheeks apart, fingers probing your hole, a hot mouth sucking on your dick, hands bending/pushing you over, tongues and fingers licking, sucking and opening you up, strong poppers being put under your nose. It moves on further- Your mouth is full of anonymous cock pushing down your throat, sometimes you are gagging and again poppers are put under you to loosen you up. You then feel a strangers hard cock pushing against and into your hole, Somebody puts poppers under your nose, you breath it in deeply, You know that the anonymous cock is entering you; you still have time to stop, still have time to leave, But You don't, It feels great, bad, seedy and dirty but GREAT you bend more, to give more access, you groan, you push back and take it and then he finishes, pulls out, sometimes you get a slap on the ass or a thanks or just fuck all, you stay bent over and many more men then enter you, fuck you, leave their load ready for the next anonymous man. and you never see who these Men are. Fuck, who would not love a darkroom experience, its fucking awesome. Will it ever be the same again?

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In the age of iPhones and apps, I had completely off cruising in rest areas. I did it throughout my 20s, but then it was replaced with online options and later apps. So when I stopped at a rest area yesterday for a quick pee, I was surprised to find guys cruising in the restroom. Surprised and EXHILARATED. It’s a rest area fairly close to my home, so I have never stopped there before. But I was running errands and, with most places shut down for the pandemic, I didn’t want to rely on chance because I needed to take a whiz fast. The rest area is along 495 outside Boston, so it sees a lot of activity, even with the reduced traffic due to the shutdown. I ran in quickly, the musty smell of a public restroom sheathed in concrete with too little ventilation quickly reminded me of being 20 and discovering this [banned word] cruising ground. There were two older guys hanging out at the urinals. I didn’t think much of it at first, but once I was in position I left the sexual tension in the air, and caught a sidelong glance at my cock from the guy on my right. I took a furtive glance at one, then the other, and saw both were semi hard. A thrill ran through me and I realized I had wandered into a cruising spot. It’s been a month since I’ve had any action, and I got hard right away. My next step may sound odd at first. I finished peeing, zipped out, and darted out of the restroom. I imagine the guys were disappointed I wasn’t a new playmate — or at least not an obvious one, yet. I opened the trunk of my car and pulled out my emergency overnight bag (I keep one in case I decide to crash at a friend’s house after drinking too much). It only took a moment to pull out the small bottles of poppers and lube stowed there. If I was going to get cruised, I was going to be ready for action! I walked back into the restroom, unzipped, and caught the startled guys quickly separating from one another at the urinals. I didn’t waste time stepping up the urinal and starting to stroke. The chubbier of the two silver daddies didn’t waste time either, immediately reaching over to grab my cock. I moaned softly — it’s been a month! He was actually a bit aggressive, but I didn’t care — I can work with aggressive. The other guy was more tentative, slowly stroking to my right as he watched us start. The guy to my left had stepped closer, working both our cocks. I knelt down and started blowing him. He clamped a hand on the back of my head and started pumping. I was totally caught up in the scene, blowing this guy at the toilets, the musty smell of his balls mixed with the stagnant restroom air, and the risk we were out in the open. “Come with me,” he said, pulling my shoulder. I stood up and we walked back to the last stall, which happened to be handicapped. I dropped trowe, both of us standing together stroking. I look around the larger stall, disappointed by the metal dividers. I remembered my 20-year-old self discovering the allure of gloryholes roughly cut in the old fiber dividers, and sucking anonymous cocks that peeked through looking for satisfaction. That little bit of nostalgia was helping feed my excitement now, and I reached out to take the chubby daddy’s hand and guided it to my ass. He didn’t waste a second. He aggressively handled my ass, separating the cheeks to find my hole and roughly finger it. His eyes got a bit wild as he looked at me and confirmed what was being offered. I pulled out poppers and took the first hit with one hand while pressing the bottle of lube into his hand with the other. He popped the top open and began lubing my hole. The intoxicating rush of poppers washed over me as I stepped one leg out of my jeans, finding a more relaxed position to have him begin working my ass. I was generous with the lube on his cock, making sure it was totally slick. He stepped behind me and I bent forward, taking a second hit of poppers. He pushed against my hole. It was an aggressive push. He wasn’t graceful, but was a man on a mission. I’m sure I winced and gasped at first, but he didn’t give me a chance to do anything about it. His cock just forced my hole open and he roughly grabbed my hips. He just banged away at my ass, thrust after thrust after thrust. It was easy to find his rhythm, and I matched it by pushing back onto his cock when he thrust forward. There was some quiet smacking of skin on skin while he raw fucked me. Otherwise we were quiet, knowing anyone could walk into the restroom and interrupt us. We both knew time was short, and he wasn’t going to waste this chance. I was caught up in the thrill of a sleazy rest area fuck, buzzed on poppers with a stranger’s cock pounding me. He started to get more intense, and I knew what was coming. He grunted quietly, the rhythmic pounding now becoming long, deep, deliberate thrusts — he held each thrust inside me a moment before delivering another one as he pushed his load further up and in. He never asked or said a word; he just used my hole as his dumping ground. After how aggressive he’d been, I was surprised he decided to linger in my hole a few moments after breeding me. He seemed to be relishing the warm, tight space he’d just violated. Then I felt his cock slide out of me, and I started to stand up. ”You’re not done yet” I felt a hand push me back into the bent over position. The other daddy was still there — I had kind of forgotten about him. He lined his cock up with my hole and entered more slowly than the first guy had. I gasped a bit and quickly fumbled for my poppers and a strong hit. This cock was much thicker and penetrated deeper. “I’m already close,” he whispered. I couldn’t hold in the grunts as this guy fucked me. He had more style than the first, appreciating how good his own cock felt inside a tight ass. In the moment, I didn’t care we were in a public space. “Oh my fuck!” I said, feeling that hot cock use me. He seemed to be panting, and it wasn’t long before he unleashed his load, cum spraying inside me. “Oh fuck. Breed me~” He added his load, pushing it in deep and making sure he got everything from me that he wanted before pulling out. He tapped my ass, zipped up his lubed cock, and walked out of the stall. The first guy was also gone. I pulled my jeans back on, washed my hands, and headed out. In my head I was still reeling from the hot experience. Bred by two anon daddy’s in the rest area. Yes, I’m going back today.

I was tipped off to these videos by an ex who is trained as a microbiologist. Dr. Mike Hansen posts videos on YouTube about various health concerns. These videos are fairly technical and long. He does try to spice things up with a joke here and there; he has a perfect deadpan delivery. Also, he's not unpleasant to look at.

April 29th, I will have been a member on this site for 8 years. I have learned so much, grown with my sexuality and had some great times on here with posts, messages, meets. Made some good contacts and pals too. Thanks RT and drScorpio for managing the site and thank you the community for all Tips, Pics, stories, PMs and for getting me off, moreso now I am a Monk through Covid. 8 years have flown by, all the cocks that have entered me during this time lol. Take care All.

Continuation from part 1 here: So life went on after my first encounter with a cock. I didn't tell anyone. I was too ashamed. Ashamed that I liked it and scared what would happen to me if anyone found out in my very working class, intolerant environment. I got a girlfriend when I was 16. We went to college together (In UK we go to college at 16 for two years but it's not university like in U.S.) A year passed and she passed everything and I failed. I was too busy getting drunk and being introduced to the joys of mind altering chemicals. We had a good sex life. First girl I really started experimenting with. We were both comfortable with each other and she even gave a me a threesome with her friend (I didn't last long). Saturday in between Good Friday and Easter 2004. Second year of UK college for my GF. I dropped out and was living on welfare. I didn't really care, I had sex and drugs so I didn't really need anything else. She was way above me and we both knew it. It is true that if you can make a woman cum right you can get away with anything. Her class and others from the college are having an Easter party. Of course she invited me and we drank and partied all night. I took a pill quite early on that was wearing thin by the time we left the booked venue and started bar crawling. She had a friend. His first name was the same as Bill and Hillarys surname. A mixed race guy. Tall, confident, a good laugh. We got on well. As the bars were closing my GF's friend asked us if we want to go back to his apartment where he has more drink. Of course we said yes. We got back to his place and you could really tell a student lived here. One single armchair in the corner of the room, cushions all over the floor along with a small portable TV. I immediately dart for the chair, being drunk and self absorbed. I wanted a seat. I sat back and my GF sat on the floor. Her male friend got the glasses and the alcohol (southern comfort) and sat on the floor next to her. We were sitting, joking, laughing, when my GF took her top off to reveal her bra underneath. She said she was hot. I thought nothing of it and quietly hoped for this guy to go to bed so I can fuck my GF. Everything turned so quickly. She turned to him and asked him...quite brazenly in front of me...to get his dick out. He looked at me. Not for approval but in pity and never took his eyes off me while he took down his jeans and put his dick in her mouth. She went straight down on it. Lips on his balls. This was 2004. Internet porn was a joke. Nobody had heard of cuckolding, but this is what was happening to me. It just took a decade for me to learn the word for it. I watched and got hard. I never left or protested. She sucked his dick for 5 minutes or so then looked at me. "Let Clinton sit in the chair and you're going to suck on his balls while I suck his dick". I looked at her horrified...Then stood up briefly to vacate the chair before falling to my knees next to GF. She looked me right in the eye as I was looking up with his balls in my face and she was looking down with his dick in her mouth. She removed it for 3 seconds solely to say to me, loud enough for her friend to hear, "i know you watch gay porn". I said nothing. I just nodded. She asked if I had cock before. I lied. "No". I don't know why I lied, I've always played the straight guy, still to this day. What a charade huh? She started paying me some attention and before long I ended up fucking her from behind while she sucked his dick. She then rode me cowgirl while we both sucked her friends dick and then a short DP which she took quite well. Then she went off to the bathroom, probably to re-adjust her holes. She had barely went through the door when her friend lay down on his back, held his cock up vertically looked at me and said arrogantly..."Sit on it". I stood up. I put my legs either side of his body and spat on my hand, rubbing spit on to my hole. I lowered myself slowly. This was so much different than my first time. I was drunk and high and his dick was a bit thinner. Around 7" though so longer. It hurt but only mildly. After I felt it "pop" past my ring I went the rest of the way in one swift but careful plunge. I felt it hit me straight away. My dick was rock solid. I get all the way down on it and then slowly rise back up. Not long before I'm steadily bouncing on his dick. In walks GF. Of course I was waiting for this. We weren't exactly being sneaky. She crouches down next to us and laughs "I knew it. "Bend 'im over Clint". He throws me off. Nobody told me to but I naturally got on all fours. I'm guessing I was further in to this than I thought. I didn't care about the humiliation or the consequences of any of what was happening. I was so happy cock could feel this good after my first experience was so rough. He fucked me good. For a while. Drink delays orgasms and he pounded at my hole for ages. My gf lay beneath me and started sucking my dick. I think it took literally 10 seconds for me to cum in her mouth. She then shuffled down and told her friend to giver her his too. He pulled out and sprayed over her face (and my ass) after a few minutes. I broke up with my GF shortly afterwards. She wasn't going to be anybodys beard. With a lack of GF, lack of education, lack of cash and lack of prospects I descended more rapidly than you can imagine. I needed to make money and most of all...I needed cock.

Prior to this happening I thought I was 1000% straight but my roommate completely changed that. I've gone into painstaking detail because this is all I've been able to think about lately. It's completely true. This is what happened ... I live in a two bedroom condo with a roommate, Greg. He posted an ad almost a year ago looking for a roommate, I needed a place to live, and he seemed like a cool guy so it was an easy match. Greg has lots of gorgeous female friends and has been an awesome wingman so it has been a really good year haha. Anyway, in my city, they are taking serious measures during lockdown and so for the most part everyone is staying home. Being a single guy not able to go out and meet women this means I've been jerking off way more often. About a week ago Greg caught me jerking off, which honeslty wasn't the first time but its never not embarrassing. I thought I had some alone time because he had gone to the grocery store. Greg jokingly said that he could help me out if I wanted and walked out of my room. Over the next day or so we pretended like nothing happened. We were sitting on the couch in the living room one night smoking a joint, talking about how we couldn't wait for quarentine to be over so we could get back to normalcy. We both complained about how long it's been since we've had any type of sexual interaction and Greg mentioned he was serious about what he said the other day. Mentioning "not trying to make anything weird or whatever ... I like sucking dick, you like getting your dick sucked ... I'm just so horny, you know? Plus, you wouldn't be the first straight I've hooked up with". I stared at him for a bit in silence. My dick starting to swell in my jeans. I took another hit and started to unbuckle my belt. Greg laugh, "you don't need much convincing haha" licked his lips on got on his knees. I laughed too. "You ruined my jerk session the other day, I haven't cum in weeks so you owe me". He pulled me jeans completely off. My dick was semi-hard already and streching my boxer-briefs. He pulled my boxers down next just enough that my package was out. He started by jerking me slowly while he licked my balls. My toes instantly curlled and my cock immediately hit full mast. Greg worked my balls for a bit until I was dripping precum and then took my entire shaft down his throat. Honestly one of the best blowjobs I've ever had. He edged me for what felt like forever. I told him I was going to cum if he touched me again. Greg asked if I liked getting my ass licked. I told him it's never happened before. He pulled my boxers completely off, pulled my hips to the edge of the couch and slowly licked my clenched hole. It felt so good and with each lick I could feel my ass relax. As I started to moan and my cock pulsed, Greg knew I was going to shoot my load. He licked from my asshole, up my balls, to my shaft and started to deepthroat me again. I don't know what came over me but I wanted him to keep playing with my ass so I told him to finger my ass while he sucked me. He slide one finger into my ass and I shot the biggest load of my life into his warm mouth. He swallowed every drop. I was speechless. I stood up, thanked him and told him how amazing that was. "We should definitely do that again". For the next couple of days, this continued. He would blow me once or twice a day, eat my ass, and finger my hole. I started to give him handjobs to return the favour, and since he is hairless, I also would lick his ass. Yesterday, we were hooking up again in his room. It started with him sitting on my face while he sucked my dick. Greg sat back spreading his cheeks and helping my tongue push deep into his ass. He commanded me to bend over so he could fuck my ass with his tongue. I got on all fours, dripping precum onto his sheets. He grabbed my ass very firmly and pressed his tongue as deep as he could into me. I let out a loud moan and reached back to help push his face into my ass. Greg pulled back to get some air. "You like getting your ass tongue fucked?" he said, more a statement than a question really. "Yeah, so fucking much" I faintly responded. Greg grabbed my cock much more forcefully than he ever had and began to stroke me quickly. He licked and sucked my balls agressively for a moment, spit onto my asshole and then slide a finger, all the way to his knuckle, into me. I let out a loud gasp. "Holy fuck!" I moaned. I couldn't finish my thought but it felt so fucking good. Greg was not gentle with me now. He fingered my ass hard and spanked me hard with his other hand. I was panting like I had just run a marathon at this point and encouraging him, "harder .... faster ... don't stop". Greg put another finger in my ass. "Oh god, fuck ... fuck ... yes" I moaned. "Do you want me to fuck your tight ass baby?" Greg asked. I still wasn't able to form sentences or really process what was going on. Yes! Was the answer but I couldn't get the words out. Instead, I just reached back and spread my cheeks for him. Greg reached around to make me suck his fingers that were just in me. I latched on without a second thought. Then, he licked my ass for a minute before slowly pressing his cock into me. It was much, much bigger than his fingers. I clenched up at first, but quickly relaxed and pressed back against him. "Fuck, you're so tight" he said. Once his cock was all the way inside of me, he held it there for a moment. I could feel it flexing inside of me, it was so much more intense than him fingering me over the last week. Greg started with slow, shallow thrusts, responding to every gasp, moan, and whimper coming from me. As I relaxed more he went faster and faster, each stroke longer and longer. I was face down on his bed, with my ass in the air egarly taking his cock. It was a little bigger than average but felt enormous inside of me. I starred into his closet mirror so I could watch him pounding me while he spanked me hard, leaving hot hand prints on my cheek. "What the fuck am I doing?" I thought, and "why does this feel so fucking good?". "Get on your back" was his next command. I obeyed. I laid on my back with my legs hanging off the side of his bed. He stood at the end, grabbed my hips and put my legs over his shoulders. This is my favorite position to fuck girls in and now I was on the receiving end of what I knew was going to be a hard, fast fucking. I was nervous. It somehow seemed more intimate now that we were going to be looking at each others faces. I was also hoping I didn't cum to quick. My dick got soft when we switched positions but as soon as Greg was balls deep inside me, I was rock hard again. It was just as rough of a fucking as I expected. Within a minute or two I started to uncontrollably shoot my load all over my chest. Greg quickly grabbed my cock and pointed it at my mouth. I felt my thick, hot cum hit my face, and slowly opened my eyes and opened my mouth, sticking my tongue out as far as I could to catch my load. I don't know what I expected cum to taste like but I was surprised. It wasn't good or bad, it didn't really taste like anything and I kind of like the texture. Honestly I don't get why some people don't swallow ... anyway ... Greg pumped me for another couple of minutes. The entire time, my dick stayed hard and was leaking cum. I knew watching me taste my load turned him on so I wiped my cum off my chest and licked my fingers clean. "I'm going to cum" Greg panted. "Cum in my ass!" I begged. I felt each huge pulse of cum shoot inside of me. His load felt good but I really liked how his cock felt swelling each time he shot his load into me. Greg slowly slid his cock of out my ass and I could feel his load dripping out of me as well. Without breaking eye-contact, I moved towards him and took his cock into my mouth for the first time, cleaning him up. He fingered my cum filled ass while I suck his dick and then let me suck his fingers clean too. We laid in bed together, naked, sweaty, and me still drenched in both of our loads. We were silent aside of our heavy breathing. I asked how often "straight" guys let him fuck them, he laughed and just said "you would be surprised". I asked how often he gets fucked by "straight" guys and just replied "not enough". We showered separately (getting cum out of my ass for the first time is something I needed to do alone haha) but Greg said I could sleep in his room tonight if I wanted. I did. We slept naked. This morning, I woke Greg up by sucking his cock. Before letting him cum it was my turn to pound his ass. Up until recently I've never considered myself bi, but I guess I am. I don't find guys attractive oddly enough but I enjoy cock quite a lot. Greg's a slut haha so I don't think things are going to get weird between us, we're just fuck buddies now. I'm still ready for quarantine to be over but am looking forward to more nights like last night while we wait.

Awesome DarkroomTaker. i'm just a few days behind you, it will be 8 years for me on May 4, but was a lurker for a few years before that. This site is by far the best gay site i am, or have ever been, a member of. There is always a core group of guys here that i have come to truly love and respect. i've never been a drinker, so never went to the bars. Have tried connecting with other gay guys socially, but living in a small town, just not much available. BZ has been my community. i love this forum and feel free and safe to be myself like i have never been before anywhere else. Even with some of the differences between guys here, i have never felt in conflict or on the outside here. i never would have expected it, but this place has been a sort of family for me, very cool, one i'd happily practice incest with lol.

Bad Dragon’s Scorn—large. I can ride him for hours. Well worth the money.

This reminds me of a time a few years ago at camp when I was bent over a picnic table on a dark evening, and a man came in behind me and started fingering my hole. He took a long time about it, stretching me, inserting another finger, stretching, inserting, etc., until I was pretty sure he was going to try to fist me. It made me nervous, because I could tell from his shape in the near-dark that he was a big guy, and from his fingers that he had big hands. But he wasn’t trying to fist me. He had spent all that time preparing me for his cock. And it was massive. I use the word without exaggeration. It was all I could do to just grip the edges of the table and gasp as he fucked me. After only a few strokes, however, he pulled out and said, “Had enough?” I replied, “That depends - have you?” ”No,” he said. ”Well, back at it, then,” I answered, and bent back over the table. He took his time to finish, but it wasn’t all that long before he blew inside me. I never actually got a look at him or his cock, but before he walked off into the dark he paused, as though he wanted to say something, but then he was gone. I like to think that he enjoyed himself, and was glad to have found a bottom willing and able to take his fuck - I’ll bet he didn’t get to really let go very often.

I’m almost always a top. But when I bottom the fella is usually a beast, just can’t help it, when it happens that’s usually the scenario. And I’m crazy fucking tight and it’s almost always at least a year since I’ve bee fucked. I don’t agree to it unless he knows he’s gonna have to work me open for a good long while before he’s gonna get to settle in balls deep, but I also promise that even if I’m struggling pretty hard (and I often am) I’ll let him pound my hole balls deep and as hard as he wants until he loads me up. Usually my struggling speeds up that end although someguys often won’t admit to liking that. 😉 if I can do it. So can you. ;);)

Well, it is a shame the story was never finished, but a huge thanks to those guys that have resurected this thread recently - without you guys, I would never have found the story, and I would have been the poorer for it. It's got to be one of the hottest stories I have read on here so far!

Quarantine mood

Well, I've been watching a lot of porn lately, no lie. I'm kind of surprised I haven't had more questions to post here, but I'm getting better at finding the answers on my own maybe. Anyway, here's one I don't know and have no idea where to start looking (a clip uploaded elsewhere from Tumblr at some point before the rug was yanked). Anyone know who this sexy bottom is? His face totally turns my crank!

Started taking raw loads at 17 and by the time I was 21 I was Poz.

Met a sexy spaniard at his hotel and we end up having a very hot fuck session. At the end of it i had 3 big loads in my ass. I got in a taxi to go home and started feeling some of cum dripping out while sat down. Soon my pants were getting soakee and i could smell the cum. Had to lean on one side so i didnt leave a stain, driver asked me if something was wrong and just made a bad excuse (think he figured it out). It was a quick walk to my place to make sure neighbours didnt see my wet backside.... it was so hot

I've been lucky to have been able to take some pretty big dicks on occasion. And one of my regulars is a bbc with 10 inches. I've sure been missing his dick in me during this lockdown. As some others have said earlier, being confident that I'm thoroughly cleaned out is important so I can be as relaxed as possible. It's difficult to relax if I'm worried about a mess. And since an extra long cock is going to go up past the second sphincter, a good, deep cleaning is important. I also rely on a good, fresh bottle of poppers. Especially at the beginning of the fuck, when I'm getting used to his cock. And as someone said earlier, the majority of guys with massive dicks realize that they've got to loosen us bottoms up before they get up inside us. Some of the BBC's I've had have prepared me with their fingers. Then go in slowly at first, sometimes needing to hold it still for must a moment or two for me to relax a bit more. But, once I've fully relaxed, and he's fully inside me, we can then really go to town and he can pound away. I find I can only take the giant dicks if they fuck me raw. A condom is to abrasive on such a big dick. A really good lube is important too. I'm not sure what lube my regular BBC buddy uses? But he insist using that one particular lube, because he knows it stays slick and he doesn't need to reapply very often. Relax and enjoy the treat that a giant cock in your ass can bring.

You heard the bitch @BoyStrangler let's get her a rope tie it in a noose than drag her faggot ass around the village and let everyone piss on her @T-Girl-Cumdumpster tell your daddies you can't wait you tranny trash bitch

I thought I would give writing a shot, since I am observing social distancing during the pandemic and am stuck at home with blue balls. Let me know if you like it and I will continue. Prologue: Pre-Orgy Warm Up My inbox had a notice for a 3 day porn star/amateur party, promising more than 50 porn stars in attendance, at a resort in a well known gay vacation area. I immediately sent in my reservation to attend, and made plans not to cum for a few days before the start of the event. That Friday finally arrived and I headed off on my drive to the resort. I pulled off at the rest area just before arriving at the resort, since it was only 3:30 and the orgy wasn't supposed to start until 6. I decided to see if I could have some pre-orgy fun and collect a few loads before the porn star orgy. This rest area had 2 separate restroom building, one of which was much closer to the truck parking area, so I got out of my car and walked over to the trucker side. When I entered I found 3 stalls with only the one on the end occupied, so naturally I picked the middle one. I was pleasantly surprised to see that it had a glory hole on both sides. Before I could even get my pants down a finger came through the hole from the occupied stall, so I accepted the invitation and stuck my hardening cock through and soon felt a warm wet mouth. After about 5 minutes I pulled out and motioned for him to let me have a taste of his cock. I soon had a semi-hard thin cock pushed through the glory hole and I started slurping up his tasty precum but unfortunately he was not getting hard enough to penetrate my ass for the first fuck of the day. After a couple of minutes he pulled out and motioned for me to stick my cock back through. This time he backed his, loose wet ass up on my now rock hard cock and started fucking himself on it. Since I did not want to cum before the orgy, luckily just as I was getting close to blowing my 5 day load in his slutty hole, we were interrupted. Our interruption took the last stall, and as I watched through the glory hole a hairy beefy looking trucker started to jack off. I quickly motioned for him to stick his very hairy average sized cock through the hole. Once he did, I started got started licking and sucking his slightly ripe cock fully hard, and the guy I had just been fucking watched through the hole from his stall. Not wanting the 1st guy, who I now knew was a skinny twink to be left out, I stood up and backed my horny hole up on his cock which was just long enough to poke my joy spot when he was fully inserted, and motioned for the twink to let me suck him while I rode the truckers cock. Although the twink never got fully hard, he fed me a tasty load in less than 5 minutes and left. The trucker continued to fuck me until he unloaded what felt like a huge load up my slutty ass, unfortunately I did not get him to stick his cock back through for a post breeding tongue bath. I waited around for a bit and jumped on the hookup apps, to increase my chances a scoring another load before the party. After a few minutes I noticed a total top guy online that I had hooked up with before, he had bred me in his carport one night when I was on my way to an orgy. I hit him up, and made arrangements for him to fuck me again. I headed over to his house knowing that unfortunately we couldn't repeat the carport scene, since it was broad daylight this time. He is a hot hairy middle aged red head, and he greeted me at the door wearing only loose fitting shorts and pulled me into his living room before kissing me. He pushed me toward the couch and pulled out his cock, saying “get your mouth on it.” As soon as he was fully hard he pulled out, kissed me again before pulling my shorts and boxers down, lifting my legs and sticking his tongue up my already cummy hole. When he found my creampie, he commented “you've been having some fun already.” He then stood up and shoved his 8 inch moderately thick cock straight up my slutty hole. He gave me a hard fucking for 10 minutes, raking my prostate with every stroke forcing me to concentrate hard not to cum, until he add his load to my slutty creampie, kissed me and asked me to clean up the mess I made on his cock. I gladly cleaned off his cock and licked all of the fuck sweat from his balls before we kissed one last time before I left for the resort. Chapter 1: Arrival Orgy with the Porn Stars I arrived at the resort checked into my room and stripped down to just a jock, headed immediately to the main play room. There were probably 50 guys in the play room in various stages of sucking and fucking, glancing around I saw several porn stars that I easily recognized. I looked around and saw Logan Stevens laying by himself on one of the platforms, with a rock hard cock but looking satisfied and like he was resting, so I smiled at him and he smiled back which I took as an invitation and went over to him. Without even saying hi, he pulled me in for a kiss. I eagerly kissed him back and began feeling up his beautifully furry beefy blond body, and eventually asked him “if he was having fun” when we came up for air. He said yes and flipped around so that his face was next to my rock hard uncut cock and his rock hard uncut cock was in my face. Both of us instantly engulfed the tasty looking cocks we were presenting each other, he was nice and wet under his foreskin, but I didn't taste any ass on that delicious fuck pole. After a few minutes of rolling around sucking each other I had him on his back and pulled his legs back to find his gorgeous hair rimmed hole slightly gaping and oozing cum. I commented “you have been having fun,” before diving in with my tongue and moving so that he had full view of my very similar looking hole. He responded with a muffle “yes, a guy bred me just before I saw you. I see you have been too,” as his tongue mined my ass for cum. We 69ed and rolled each other over a few times enjoying each others cocks and creampied assholes before coming up for a creampie swapping kiss. Once we broke the kiss he said “how about letting me fuck you 1st, since your cock tastes like it has already been up an ass.” I happily rolled fully over onto my back while raising my legs so he could get his blunt uncut fuck stick up my slutty well used hole. I squirted a huge amount of precum as I felt him push his dick head against my hole, using my semi tight ring to push his foreskin back as the dripping wet dick of one of my favorite porn stars breached my ass and grazed my prostate on the way in. Once he was fully in he bent down and stuck his tongue down my throat and started fucking me hard. After few minutes, he pulled out and said my turn before laying back and presenting me his hole to me the same way I had a few minutes before. So while marveling at the similarity of our furry blonde bodies and big uncut cocks I placed my slightly pointier cock head at his younger cum filled entrance and used him the same way he had just used me. After flipping around several times and fucking each other in multiple positions I looked up from plowing him on his back and found my self, face to cock with a tall moderately hairy middle aged brunette that was getting plowed while standing from Antonio Biaggi. I continued to fuck Logan while mesmerized by Antonio's huge swinging balls between his fuckees legs. The guy Antonio was fucking became aware of the situation and pushed his nice 7 inch dick into my hungry mouth. Eventually Logan and I switched again with me on my back and the guy Antonio was fucking above me in the 69 position, giving me a spectacular view of the humongous balls slapping against his taint. I was soon alternating between sucking the bottoms cock, balls and hole, and licking Antonio's bull balls as they slapped the bottoms taint. After a few minutes the guy fed me his delicious load just as Logan filled my hole with his cum. Logan, however wasn't done and asked me if he could have my load too. He got on his hands and knees and as I entered him Antonio came around and shoved his monster uncut cock up my now very well used hole, and I was soon experiencing that awesome uncut latin cock in my hole while his bull balls slapping my taint. His hairy chest was against my back while I was sandwiched between 2 of my favorite porn stars. I could not last long in that situation and was soon breeding Logan with my cum. He quickly flipped around and cleaned my cock before leaving to find another guy, but not before thanking me and exchanging room numbers with me so we could hooku for more fun before the week end was over. Antonio briefly pulled out and said “if you want more, get down and suck my cock.” So I sucked him for a few minutes before he said “get that ass up here,” and proceeded to eat my now pleasantly throbbing ass. After a few more minutes he ordered me to “sit on it.” Eventually he pushed me over on to my back and asking, “you want me leche papi?” I eagerly begged him to breed me and was soon filled with Antonio's hot load. He pulled out and presented me with his cock and balls to clean before saying thanks, and heading off for more fun. While I was definitely not finished for the night, I decided I need to take a break and find something to eat before my next adventure.

Cheers bud, back at you, I enjoy our chats. Bet those 3 years have flown by too. I thought I knew so much before I joined this site, seriously, this site and contributors is like a Sexencyclopedia.

I prefer jocks to anything else. minimal and comfortable and always sexually alert. I also have ones I wash and ones I like to keep and ones that are left as trophies

I like having a guy who can fuck me for an hour or more

making the decision is the hardest part and soon you will just realise and love what feels right. Being able to choose is what being human is about. Control and judgement misses the point. go, have fun and be proud.. I do not know when I was last asked to discuss using one

Most definitely. Never found the turn on for bleeding a boy with tools other than my rock hard bone. A good slam into that deep ring way back in there almost always does the trick and yet allows me to warm the puss up a little first. 😉. Don’t wanna wreck him too much.

Love the cum flowing out of the bottoms hole! [think before following links] https://www.xtube.com/video-watch/breed-and-juicy-pump-bareback-43682881

I was working in my shop alone on Friday when I got a message on bbrts from a guy looking for a cum dump bottom. He asked if I liked black cock of course my answer was YES! So we exchanged a couple messages and I gave him my address. He showed up in about 20 minutes. I let him in, locked up and we went to the back of the shop, turned out the lights and he took little time to strip naked when he did I looked down and stared at his 9 1/2" BBC I found myself both excited and a little worried because I hadn't taken a monster like that in a while. He ordered me to strip and get on my knees which I quickly did. He then ordered me to suck his Nigga dick ( his words not mine) It wasn't long before he was fucking my face hard calling me names. After what seemed like 15 min of getting face fucked he ordered me up and bent me over the desk, spit on my hole and proceeded to sink his BBC in me Raw. Not gonna lie it hurt a bit and I started pulling away from him of which he was having none of that! He grabbed me by the hips, said get back here bitch and pulled me back till he was balls deep! After a few minutes I was stretched out enough to were the pain went away and I started really enjoying it like the slut I am! I found myself throwing my ass back on him telling him to fuck me hard and make me his bitch! He fucked me for at least 20 min before I heard him start to breath heavy. Now we never discussed each others status so I didn't know if he was Neg or Poz but I got the answer when he grunted and said take my tox load bitch! I threw my ass back and he held me tight and shot a huge load into my guts. He stayed inside me a minute, pulled out and made me lick him clean. He got dressed told me to keep an eye out for his messages because he was coming back for more! He showed himself out while I got dressed. I spent the rest of the day with a smile on my face as I continued to feel his load slowly dripping out of me. Now I have a new strain swimming in me me and I cant wait for him to message me again 😊

I prefer you stay the fuck in my bed, if men want to fuck you, you do it in my garage, in his car, or in my backyard. I don't let strangers play with my toys inside my kingdom.

Dying to shoot my load inside a willing arse and feel cum dribbling out of my hole!

I told Harry about what happened s,o the next time I will stay at his place overnight at his place. Harry showed me a lot about cleaning out your hole how to suck a dick and rim an ass hole. I tell Harry do others do this as he is laughing then says next Sunday he will take me to a club for men only. The Man Hole club is at 28 9th ave. I ask Harry how I should dress, so he gives me some of his leather to ware. At the club, you go down these small stares that are dimly lit but so many HOT looking men smoking cigars. Harry is holding my hand and introducing me to his friends and showing me what goes on. In the corner, I see this guy in the sling with someone hand in his hole, and I can't take my eyes off this. I guess Harry sees where my mind is, so we go over and watch. I see the one in the sling is breathing poppers as everyone around is yelling wreck that worthless hole as my dick is rock hard. The fister can see how hot I am from watching this and ask if I ever had my fist in an ass. I say no then says come I will show you as he takes some Crisco on my hand and arm, they say collapse my hand, so it's like a duck head. I get four finders in, and then he says this pice shit is a slut just push your hand in, I never felt something so warm as I passed my wrist and I feel his heart beating. That night I had a great time sucking dick getting fuck and my first time drinking piss. Harry and I became regulars at the Man Hole Club; we also invited to some private home parties.

Wow very well said.

This is so fucking true this slut is vile disgusting diseased used trash

I love exploding in a throat whores mouth with no warning.

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.

Just I want to warning you guys about the next part. "The final chapter" Because it's contain extremely kinky fetich, unusually sex content. 😈 * So if you don't like this stuff, I think better to you don't complete reading this story!!! 😊

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

Cocksucking? The first cock I sucked was at 17. A lot of firsts. The sex shop clerk who came into my booth when I was watching my first gay porn movie. Made me suck his cock and then continued to fuck me. Also a first. Got my own cock sucked a few days later in the cruising park. I thought I'd pass out spurting my load down his throat.

... And you know we all want to know ... when you suck off a comedian, does his cum taste funny?

Welp, looks like I have another one to ask about. Where's this scene from, and in particular who's the bottom in the foreground. So delicious! I thought he might be Riley Mitchel (also delicious), but it seems not...

Next up: Dalton fucks his girlfriend by the pool while Brian and Tom watch from behind the fence -- their eyes glued to his jockbutt as he pounds her, his asscheeks spread wide as he crouches for leverage, inadvertently showing off his smooth pink virgin hole. And as it turns out, the only way Dalton can cum is when his girlfriend...well, you'll just have to wait for that one.

[i snapped this photo during last night's slam-and-breed session with a hung, twisted perv. I'm still high as fuck...] CHAPTER 4 - TRISTAN Tristan has been our dealer for the last two years. Back when we met him, we were looking for a more dependable connection. A mutual friend described him as “an entrepreneurial sadist,” so we decided to give the guy a try. I’ll never forget walking into his apartment for the first time. Tristan, dressed only in a ballcap and wife-beater, sat in a huge chair—a throne, almost—at the far end of the room. He was dirty-blond and scruffy and tattooed, with a hard look on his handsome face. Between his muscular thighs, he had an uncut cock fat enough to send an inexperienced bottom to the emergency room. It glistened and dripped like he'd just pulled it from a wet hole. Between us and Tristan, in the middle of the room, a handsome kid in a jockstrap—I’m guessing he was 19, maybe 20—was flat on his stomach, a pillow crammed underneath his crotch to elevate his little musclebutt. He was struggling against three guys who’d pinned him to the floor while a fourth dude thrust his raw dick deep into the kid’s hole. They’d muzzled him, too; all we could hear were wordless croaks of protest. His eyes were bloodshot, his cheeks streaked with tears. Then came a thrust so hard we heard something snap, or burst open, or give way. The bottom shook his head violently. Through his muzzle, we could hear him break down into full-bodied sobs—but the top didn’t let up, not for a second. He just kept on plowing that butt, plunging his dick in deep. Meanwhile, in the crotch of my jeans, as my dick hardened up until it strained the fabric down to about mid-thigh, a pool of viral precum began bleeding through the denim, quickly forming a four-inch-round wet spot. “Don’t worry—the kid will warm up to it eventually,” Tristan said to me and Brian, motioning for us to join him on the other side of the room. “We haven’t given him any T yet, so he hasn't discovered that he’s a filthy fuckin’ whore.” Then he turned to the group of guys fucking the boy. “Hey, Carlos—give our brand-new little barebacker a booty bump, will ya? I’m tired of all this crying bullshit.” Carlos, a hairy Latino guy with an uncut cock, let out a big laugh. “Drew is already one step ahead of you, boss. He just dipped the head of his cock into the baggie.” “Fuck yeah,” added another guy—apparently Drew, a dark-haired, smooth-chested dude in his mid-20s. He wrapped his hand around the base of his downward-curving cock, proudly showing off the white crystals studded all over his mushroom head. “Let me in there,” he said to Carlos. “I wanna get this faggot fucked up.” Carlos moved aside. Drew placed his Tina-covered cock against the kid’s hole, spread that virgin butt wide open with a powerful pair of hands, and made his delivery with a single brute shove. The kid screamed through the muzzle as shards of crystal tore across the thin tissues of his hole. Unfazed, Drew just kept working those chems deeper, pounding away until the kid’s screams faded into a stunned silence. “I guess I should’ve introduced you,” Tristan said as he checked the weight on our 8-ball. “The boy with the big dick in his hole? That’s my nephew Sebastian. Devout Jesus freak and a total fucking closet case. Last week I caught him jacking his dick—nice dick, actually—while flipping through some of the old gay porn magazines I’d stashed in my parents’ basement in the ‘90s. When I confronted him about it, he gave me some lame excuse, and I pretended to believe him. Then, just to assure him that everything was cool, I suggested he drop by my place tonight to play board games. Seriously, dude: he thought I wanted to play board games! Anyway, as soon as he walked in the door, these four guys grabbed him from behind, stripped off his clothes, pinned him to the ground, and crushed his sweet little cherry. It’s about time somebody raped some sense into him, you know?” Just then, a violent coughing fit erupted from the center of the room. I glanced back to see Sebastian on his back, muzzle off, legs spread, one arm raised high in the air, eyes wild with confusion. One of the tops was placing a cap on a syringe, grinning at his handiwork as that doomed little cunt rode the dark wave of his first slam. “So much for following Jesus,” Tristan said to us with a dark laugh. “You guys like what you see?” We didn't answer right away. We were too busy watching as a top with a red-and-black biohazard tat pressed his dick against Sebastian's hole and plowed right in. The kid’s whole body shivered and twitched. He whimpered a few times. And then he began making a long, low moaning sound, pulling his legs back for a better view of the poz cock fucking him in half. Brian nodded. “Oh, yeah. Slammed up and knocked up, just like a good boy should be.” “OK, so here’s something that might interest you,” Tristan replied. “Half of my business is selling the best shit in town. The other half is pimping out boys. I like to get ‘em hooked on slamming T, you know? But this is important: I never, ever teach ‘em how to slam. If they want that syringe in their arms, they have to come to me. And I treat ‘em well, too: I give ‘em my best shit, and I never miss. My only hard-and-fast rule is that they can’t get slammed by anybody else without my permission. If they break my rule, they’re out on the fuckin’ street.” He paused for a moment to give his cock a twitch. “Anyway, here’s what I’m trying to say: I’d love for you guys to recruit some hot little fags for me to slam up and whore out.” “Um, wow,” said Brian, laughing. “I think we might be into that.” “Thank you,” Sebastian gasped. I glanced back to see him getting plowed by the same guy, the kid's fingers carefully tracing the outline of the dude's biohazard tat. “You're welcome, boy," the top replied, smiling a cocky smile as he plunged in deep. "This cunt of yours was built for taking my cum." “Listen, pig: focus,” Tristan said with a crooked grin. I turned back to face him. “Here's what I'm thinking. Anytime you guys find a boy who, in your expert opinion, has a sweet tight cunt that would bring some serious business my way, go ahead and send him to me. In return, I’ll give you some free product—maybe even a shitload of free product, if the boy’s got some serious moneymaking potential.” Brian and I glanced at each other, both of us grinning like it was our first time at the bathhouse. There was no need for further discussion. It was obvious that we'd just stumbled into the perfect gig. And the best part of the whole thing? We haven’t paid for an 8-ball since. * * * Brian and I led Jace to the apartment, telling him to knock on the door. He knocked. Tristan answered, wearing only a ballcap. His lean torso tapered into a set of defined abs, the shape of his body acting like a funnel as it drew our eyes toward the heaviness of his cock. “Hey there,” he said to Jace, locking eyes with our brand-new chemwhore. “You’re high as fuck, aren’t you?” “I guess so,” Jace stammered. “Good boy. That’s exactly what I like to see.” Then Tristan flexed his cock, making it swing upward and slap against his stomach—a favorite trick. He smirked as Jace licked his lips. “You like my cock, bro?” “Fuck yeah, dude.” Tristan wrapped his hand around his dick, flexing it again to send a rivulet of precum flowing down the length of the shaft. “I want to bury this big raw cock in your hungry little tweakhole, faggot. Got it?” Jace didn't answer at first. He was open-mouthed and glassy-eyed, his belt unbuckled, his hand shoved down the back of his jeans. Through the fabric, I could see that he was fingerfucking his partied-up hole. He nodded. “I need a louder answer than that, pig.” “Yes, sir.” “Good boy. You hungry for some more smoke?” “Fuck yes, sir.” “Then follow me, boy. Follow me back to my chair.” They walked across the room. Tristan sat down in his chair, then motioned for Jace to stop in his tracks. “Just stay there for the moment. This is my chair, bro. You’ll sit down when I give you permission to sit down. Got it?” “Yes, sir.” Tristan picked up the pipe. “I forget: did you say you wanted some smoke?” “Fuck yes, sir!” “Well, here’s the deal. I’m not feeding you any until you climb up on this chair and take a seat all the way down my dick. All the fucking way down. I want to feel your taint pressed against my fuckin’ stomach. Got it, fag?” “Fuckin’ A, sir!” “Good boy.” Jace didn't give himself a chance to think about it. He immediately clambered onto the chair, straddled Tristan, and placed the head of that dick against his butt. He didn’t tease it or jack it. Instead, he immediately got to work, sitting down on the full length of Tristan’s raw cock with a single piercing grunt. Tristan looked over at us, his face lit up in a twisted grin. “Fuck, you guys. This ass is worth a month’s supply of shit, easy.” Meanwhile, Jace was staring longingly at the pipe in Tristan's hand. “Sir," he said—unable to disguise his hunger for more chems—"Can I please smoke now?” “Of course, pig,” Tristan replied. He placed the pipe against Jace’s lips, feeding that faggot a long series of big hits. Brian and I watched the impressive cloud formations, then began gathering our things to head back home Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Tristan grab a rubber strap and tie it snugly around Jace's bicep. "This looks like it's gonna hurt," Jace said. “It's not gonna hurt, buddy boy. You just stay still. You’re gonna love this. I promise. It’s a little something I like to call it the Point-Five Surprise. A nice big slam for my hot little bitchboy.” “OK, dude," Jace replied. "I fuckin' love that smoke. I'll do anything to get more." “I know you will, pig. And in about 10 seconds, you'll do anything...and then some.” Brian and I closed the door behind us. As we walked down the hall, we heard a long series of loud, breathless coughs, one after another. By the time we reached the elevator, the coughs had been replaced by the rhythmic smack of skin against skin as Tristan plowed Jace’s freshly slammed-up hole. * * * When Brian and I arrived back home, we heard a quiet, rhythmic splashing from the backyard of Dalton’s house. Was Neighbor Boy swimming laps? We figured it was worth checking out, so we quietly made our way to the backyard, sneaking over to our secret vantage point near the fence. We weren’t disappointed. Dalton was alone in the pool, swimming freestyle laps in a Speedo. The curve of his ass bobbed along the surface of the water, and each of his calves splashed to the surface in quick succession as he kicked his way back and forth in front of us. Finally, he stopped to catch his breath before pulling himself out of the pool, the water cascading down his back and splashing against the muscled perfection of his ass. Then, with a single casual flick of his thumbs, he dropped his Speedo to the ground, stepped out of it, leaned over to grab a towel, and wrapped himself up before heading back inside. His Speedo was still on the pavement. And in the next moment—as Brian slid his raw dick into my hole, both of us dripping precum like a couple of teenagers—I knew I wouldn’t be able to stop thinking about that brief glimpse of Dalton’s amazing butt. “His parents leave in two days,” Brian whispered in my ear. “Do you know what that means?" "What's that, babe?" "In two days, that sweet ass is gonna be ours.”

My uncle (10 years older than me) started fucking me when I was 15 y/o. He would pick me up from school in the afternoon 2 or 3 times a week, go back to his place, and fuck my throat and ass. He would usually give me at least 2 loads before my aunt got home. Always BB fucking and would never pull out to cum. Always ATM after so I could suck his cock clean. He also would eat my hole after breeding me. He never sucked my cock. Also, my oldest sister's trailer-trash, red-neck husband fucked me weekly for nearly four years. He was always verbally abusive and manhandled me. He loved callin' me "cocksucking faggot." He was very tall (6'8"), thin, lanky with more than 9" very thick, uncut cock and very loose, low-hangin' balls. He loved to shove that big fucker deep in my throat, making me gag and choke on it. But he was more into fucking my ass. He would stay hard forever. He would fuck me, unload in me, not pull out, and just keep fucking as he worked toward his next load. He once stayed hard inside me for more than 2 hours, dumping load after load in me. He claimed he unloaded 6 separate times while fucking me. I believe him because after he finally pulled out of my ass, I sucked his cock clean of his cum residue and my ass slime and while I was spit-shining his meat, he squirted another load down my throat. Afterwards, he washed his load down my throat with a piss-chaser. He died from cancer about 2 years ago. I do miss him; I think I loved him on some level, romantically. He was definitely one hot fucker in the sack. Hell, I used to change my plans and alter my work schedule to get him inside me. Once spent an entire weekend in his bed. My sister was out of town for a week on a business trip. I showed up at his place Friday night and was there until early Sunday evening. We screwed constantly. Of course, we did take breaks to nap, grab a bite to eat, and shower, but other than that, spent the rest of the time fucking. He would awaken and would slide back inside my slumbering hole, pump another load in me, then drift back to sleep. I've done weekend-long screw sessions with other horny pigs, but the weekend with him was the most memorable. Yeah, I miss him a lot!

The rule in our family was that you never told anyone about who you fuck unles you had already fucked with them.