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The next couple of months went by in a blur. It was interesting how quickly I adjusted to a new life. Once a week I would make the trip over to Sams place. This usually involved dinner and some heavy fucking afterwards. Sometimes it was just sex, but often times it was as heavy as the first time we fucked, if not more. He pushed my limits In all kinds of ways: stringing my hands above my head and flogging my body. Forcing me to eat his sweaty ass after he'd been working outside (I almost passed out one time because he likes to put his full weight on me and almost literally smother me). Edging me for hours on end. One time after fucking me the first time, he recovered and fucked me again, only this time after giving me his second load he started pissing in my hole. I quickly learned that he didn't care if I got to cum or not, but he always came in my ass multiple times. I had even told him I'd thought of getting my nipples pierced. And by this point he had tortured them enough and used all sorts of clamps that they had become the size of quarters and constantly tender. One evening, after giving me my first load and thirty minutes with the poppers mask, he went to the bathroom and came back. I didn't pay too much attention to what he was doing (he had put a vibrator in my ass) but I suddenly felt a sharp quick pain at both of my nipples. When I looked at them, they had two brand new piercings. "There, nothing to think about now", he said as he pulled the vibrator out and started fucking me again. But that's how it was with him: he was my dominant bear daddy, and I was his little sub. But everything he said or did made it clear he only wanted the best for me, even when he was paddling my ass and filling me with piss. One weekend around the holidays he invited me to one of his boyfriends house. Now I had never met the one he lived with; that one just let him fuck around but wasn't about it. And that night I was going to meet his other one. There would be a mix or straight and gay guys, so naturally I said yes. I got there a little early, but he was excited to see me, and introduced me to his other significant other, Nolan. He looked to be about early 40's, same as Sam, but with less of a belly. He was about my height and definitely had the rugged look as well. Same came up and whispered "he has a big gift for you when everyone leaves". The evening wore on, and I got increasingly more buzzed (I get nervous around crowds and with people I don't know well). Eventually I started looking for Sam. I asked one of his friends if he had seen him. "No, but I like what I see in front of me", he replied with a wink. He leaned in and started kissing me. I realized this was probably not a good idea, as I was a guest and didn't want to do anything embarrassing, so I excused myself for the bathroom. When I came out, more people had left but the guy was waiting outside the door. "Come on, it will be fun", he said trying to force himself on me. Now I had no problem being a sub with a guy, but after getting roofied and messed up pretty bad by a guy in college, when I said no I meant it. I moved around him, and suddenly ran into Sam. "Hey what's wrong?" I told him and he said he'd have a chat with the guy. By this point there were just the gays left: Sam, his pushy friend, Nolan, myself, their friend John, and Will. John and Will were both about mid-thirties, bear types but cute and very friendly. They came over and we went outside to pass a joint. They got a little handsy but were very respectful, John going just far enough to kiss me on the cheek before making out with Will. "Come on, we want to show you something". We went back inside, by this point everyone had left, except I noticed a door was open. John took my hand and led me to it. It went to the basement, and I definitely wasn't prepared for what I saw. The music was loud and the light strung along the walls kept changing color. There was a bed with couple pillows and rubber sheets against one wall. In another corner was a huge sex swing. Hoods and toys lined a couple shelves, and some drawers where I could see poppers and some types of lube. On a metal chair Sam had stripped and with just a harness on was getting a blow job from his creepy friend. "That looks pretty good, you want some?" said Will. I nodded yes and he started kissing me as John undid my pants. He sucked me for a few minutes before moving off. Will ordered me to strip and put a spare red harness over me with a leather red jock. He stripped to reveal his own harness and jock. Instead of pulling out his meat, he turned around and forced my head into his hole. I spent a couple minutes lapping at it, when I felt a finger at my hole. I turned around and there was the creepy dude. He leaned in and started whispering all kinds of obscenities, like how I would pay for shutting him down earlier. At this point Jake had returned wearing a singlet with no ass, and could see I was starting to feel really uncomfortable. "Come on, we need a talk", he said pulling the guy up and going up the stairs with him. "Sorry, he always gets like this with new guys. He's actually pretty cool but comes off way too strong." He pulled me towards the mattress, making out as we went. He laid down on it and pulled me on top, forcing my mouth on his 8in cock and eating my ass. A couple minutes later I was feeling much more relaxed, when I heard a voice. "Get him in the sling, we want some fun". I looked up and felt my mouth watering. Sam had changed into boots with a leather jockstrap, harness, gloves, and hat. Nolan stood there in a red latex suite. Black boots went almost all the way up his calves, and he wore red and black gloves that went up his forearms. "I want to see this cunt I've been missing out on", Nolan growled. ............................................

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.

Rob is a full time college student. Dark hair great build, 8 inch cock, nice tight ass. At 21, he’s not exactly rich, lives with an apartment, with Stanley, a shy guy, slim body with brown hair. who is openly gay, as a crush on Rob, who is straight. Rob works two jobs, while attending college, but it isn’t easy. Money is tight. And when his second job goes into bankruptcy, Rob is one of the few employees to unfortunately, be let go. ”Stanley, what will I do?” “I was barely getting by with two jobs, nobody is hiring.” “Do you have any suggestions?” “Have you thought about the job in the library on campus?” Stanley asked, while picturing Rob naked. “I did Stan, but it interferes with my English class.” “Well, you could always try escorting.” Stan says with a laugh. “Shut up, Stan.” Rob kept looking for work, either he didn’t have the availability the stores needed, or wasn’t hiring. Coming across an ad in the newspaper, it read: “57 year old man in wheelchair, is seeking a male companion a couple a nights a week, and Saturdays. Pays $500 a week cash. Rob thought to himself, “$500 a week to spend time with an old man in a wheelchair.” Rob replies back, saying he was interested and would like to set up an interview. Two hours later, he got a reply. “Hi Rob, would you be free the day after tomorrow, at 4? Thank you, Marvin.” Rob said yes, he would be there. Rob showed up dressed in a suit, was impressed by the size of the condo, lots of space. Marvin who was balding and overweight, wheeled himself into the living room, where a nervous Rob wasn’t sure if he should be here, after all he wasn’t gay, but he wasn’t going to be having sex with the man either. “Hello Rob.” As Marvin put his hand out to shake Rob’s. “Hello Marvin, it’s nice to meet you.” “Likewise, Rob.” Let me tell you what I’m looking for.” “I need someone to help me with odds and ends around here, that I can’t do myself.” “I take it you’re not gay, not a problem, I will say this, you are a good looking young man.” “Job is yours, start Monday, at 5PM, unless you have classes?” “My last class is at 2 on Mondays, so 5 works.” “Thank you, Marvin for the opportunity.” “You’re welcome, Rob.” Marvin said with a smile. Rob was enjoying working for Marvin, running his errands, helping him maintain the condo. Rob didn’t suspect that Marvin was planning on fucking him, and that the wheelchair was just a ruse to get an unsuspecting straight jock into bed. On Saturday afternoon, Marvin asked Rob to stay a little longer, Rob agreed. Giving Rob more things to do. “Rob, thank you for staying late for me, I appreciate it.” “Marvin, no problem, I should get going.” “Rob, how come you never asked me about my being in this chair?” “I wanted too, but felt it was none of my business.” “It’s fine.” “I was in a car accident, a guy blew a light and hit me, damaging my spinal cord.” “The doctor said I was lucky to be alive.” “Stanley, I’m so sorry, what happened to the other guy?” “Did he go to jail?” “No, but he lost his license.” “Marvin, you lost a lot more, that doesn’t seem fair.” “It is what it is, Rob, have a drink with me, before you go.” a couple of hours later, Rob is feeling buzzed. “Rob, may I ask a favor?” “I’ll certainly understand if you say no, but I’ll pay you an extra $300, if you do it.” ”What’s the favor, Marvin?” “It’s been years since I’ve been with a guy, I’m not asking you to fuck.” “I just want to touch a guy again.” Rob freaked out, and thought about it, and what Marvin had been through. Marvin, hands Rob another drink, and sips it slowly. “Marvin, what do you want me to do?” “For starters, would you get undressed?” Rob slowly takes off his shirt, revealing his smooth toned body, then Rob takes his sneakers and socks off, then his pants, leaving just his underwear on. “You are beautiful, Rob, come over to me.” Rob automatically does. Marvin puts his hands all over Rob’s body, slowly pulling down his underwear. “Stop Marvin.” Rob says “What are you doing?” “I’m sorry Rob, I got a little zealous, that’s all, my apologies.” “At least finish your drink, in your underwear, for me. Please?” Rob ended up drinking so much, that Marvin got Rob’s underwear off of him. “Rob, would you do me a favor again?” “Sure” Rob who was now drunk. “Get on the ottoman, facing the window, with your ass facing me.” Rob did has he was told. Marvin got up from the wheelchair, got undressed, Marvin got lube and and put it on his dick which was 6 inches, thick, put lube into Rob’s tight hole. Too drunk to know what was going to happen. Marvin put one finger into the young man’s tight virgin hole. “Uh, Marvin, what are you doing?” “Just making you feel good, Rob, just enjoy, and relax.” With that, Marvin took his finger out of Rob’s now loose ass, and slowly put his dick into the young man’s ass. “Oh shit” Rob said, realizing what was happening, but too drunk to do anything about it. “Fuck Rob, I love your tight ass.” Rob moaned, trying to make sense of all this. Marvin turned Rob on his back to face him. Marvin, wanted Rob to see his face when he deposited his load deep inside him. “Oh fuck, Rob, I’m cumming!” Marvin shot off a years worth of loads. Rob was still to drunk to do anything about it, but take it. the next day, Rob woke up in Marvins bed, naked. With Marvin also naked. “What happened Marvin?” “You gave me a lot of pleasure, Rob. I thank you for it.” “And I paid you for it to.” Rob was in shock, how did he allow this to happen? “Marvin, I’m straight, maybe I should find another job.” ”But you were gay for pay last night.” My loads up your ass, is proof of that.” “I also paid you extra for it.” Marvin got the remote, playing a video of him and Rob having sex on the ottoman, later, in the kitchen, and finally in the bedroom. With Rob saying “Give me more loads, daddy Marvin!” “Here’s what’s going to happen, Rob, you will be my personal escort, well my personal cum dump, you will take my loads anytime, anyplace. Otherwise, I show the world the video.” “Understood?” Rob, now defeated, “Yessir”. “Good, now let me see that fine ass of yours....”

Been meaning to write this story a long time ago. Hope y'all enjoy it, I might continue it ~~~~~~ With the recent rains the night air was cool and refreshing as I walked along the wet sand path in the middle of the night in the dark desert. With only the nearly full moon above with the occasional obscuring cloud and the little blacklight flashlight for spotting scorpions to give me light it might be unnerving to other people but I loved the desert at night. Especially now with the rains the night seemed truly alive with animal and insect noises abundant. Thankfully the wildlife kept to themselves with no glowing scorpions appearing in my path. This patch of desert was about fifteen minutes out of town in a hiking park and not the first time I'd come this far at night. I knew I wasn't alone from how many cars I'd seen at the parking lot at the head of the trail and by the footprints in the wet sand I was following. I could feel my cock start to throb and swell in the basketball shorts I wore with nothing underneath as I thought about the fun I had the last time I had been here late at night. Suddenly I could hear voices ahead of me and I could feel my dick twitch with excitement. With the moon out for the moment I spotted a group of shadows moving under a cluster of mesquite trees around some low boulders. Getting closer I suddenly heard a gasping moan and the slap of flesh against flesh and I knew I had found what I was looking for. Stepping up I clicked off the flashlight and into the darkness of the trees. It took a few moments for my eyes to adjust to the shadows but the sight was enough to make me glad I'd taken the time to come all the way out here. A small group of men were crowded around a wide, low boulder with several bent over it or laying on it with men either behind them or between their legs thrusting away. I could hear the moans of the bottoms and the grunting of the men fucking them and I couldn't wait to join them as my shorts tented fully in front of me by the time I joined them. A few of the guys gathered nodded at my approach and moved aside to make room for me to get a better look. I watched for a few minutes as another somewhat chubby guy was bent over the boulder with is wide ass being pounded by a fat dick as my eyes got further adjusted to the darkness. My cock was tenting my shorts and starting to leak so I tugged the hem down beneath my balls and started to stroke myself as I looked around at the group. No one was talking beyond grunting and moaning out small words of excitement as they fucked in the darkness of the desert. I was wondering what to do next when I felt a hand brush across my chubby ass before reaching over to give my cock a few strokes then back to give a cheek a squeeze. Looking I couldn't really tell what the man looked like but reaching out I felt a somewhat thin but long cock that leaked across my fingers as I started to stroke it in return. Feeling him groping my ass I knew what he wanted and it just happened to be exactly what I wanted too. Moving over to a free spot on the boulder next to the other man I bent over against the cool stone and pushed my shorts down around my knees. The man was right there behind me, his hands groping and kneading my ass and I soon felt the leaking tip of his cock sliding up and down my hole. He grunts in happiness as his dick catches my already lubed hole, my ass prepared from the plug I had worn on my ride out here. We both groan out into the night air as he presses in, my hole loosening enough to let his wide head slip inside as well as a few inches. I reached under me and started to slowly squeeze and stroke my cock as the nameless man fucked his pole deeper into my hole until his hips were eventually bouncing off my cheeks. His grunts were music to my ears as I moaned in reply like a good bottom, squeezing around the cock as it rakes against my prostate making me drip with each throb of my own dick. "Yeah, fuck that faggot good" I heard a voice to my side and realize it came from a man standing close stroking his prick watching me get fucked. My current fucker took the encouragement and started to speed up the pace, his hips starting to clap against my ass with increasing tempo while groaning out as I clenched down around him. His fingers gripped my hips, pulling me back into his thrusts with his eagerness. As I was getting fucked harder and loving every moment of it I heard a gasping moan and looked to my fellow bottom and saw his fucker hilt himself fully into him, the tops ass clenching visibly as he must've been pumping a load into the lucky man. The man fucking me seemed to slow down a moment to watch as the pair grind against each other for a few second before the top slides his cock out of the sloppy hole. There was hardly any time for the bottom to rest before another man takes the tops hole and slides in without any resistance, the bottom gasping out a low "Fuck yeah," as he was filled again as his top starts to fuck him hard right from the bat using the previous mans cum as extra lube. My attention on the others was broken as my fucker suddenly picked up the pace again making me yep with surprise then groan with enjoyment as he pounded my hole. His fingers dug into my hips suddenly and I felt his motions get shaky before he suddenly fell on top of me and hilted himself pinning me against the boulder. I could feel his cock swell before a warmth began to fill me, my voice moaning out as I feel this stranger dump his load into me while growling out in my ear, telling me to take his load. He didn't wait long before he pushed himself up and slowly pulled his softening prick free from my asshole with a pop. Panting softly I barely lifted my head to look back in time to see the man that had been stroking his cock watching me get fucked step up behind me and put his hand on my back. Pushing me down again he slaps his cock against my hole, suddenly realizing it was much larger than it had looked in the darkness. "Oh fuck, fuck me please," I moaned out as my cockhungry side really started to take hold. I had just taken some strangers load in my ass in the middle of the desert at night, completely forgetting the condoms I had in my pocket but once again I couldn't help myself and allowed him to fuck me. And now I was lifting my chubby ass towards another faceless man like some wanton whore while looking over my shoulder. It was by chance that the clouds shifted away from the moon as I felt him start working his fat, uncut head into my already stretched and dripping hole. Already used to the darkness the bit of light that shone through the branches was enough for me to see some of the man's torso. At first the shadows hid it but then as I felt his hips press against my ass, his fingers pulling my cheeks apart in order to hilt his fat dick in my hungry hole, did I finally see it. Across his pec was the unmistakable shape of a tattoo of a scorpion within in a bright red biohazard symbol. My asshole clenches around the cock I now realized was toxic and dripping it's own venom into my unprotected insides. He groans as he flexes his cock inside me, drawing out a moan from me as he started to pull out then slide back in with long, deep strokes that make my own dick throb and drip with excitement as this toxic stranger started to fuck me harder and faster. Glancing around the increased moonlight let me see that several of the other tops fucking their own moaning cumdumps had their own tattoos proudly displaying their POZ status. I had not come here seeking poz loads but as that heavenly toxic cock plowed my eager hole I knew I wasn't leaving without more. I'd always been told to watch out for scorpions in the desert but I had never stopped to consider this kind!

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...

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. .............................................................

****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. .........................................

Mike hit send and then went back to looking at some more post. After about 30 minutes his phone dinged with a text message, he picked it up and looked. He didn’t recognize the number but it was in his area code. Opening the message it read. “Hi Mike, thanks for the interest in my service, I like your state of mind and look forward to furthering this process. My assistant will be in touch with you soon. Thanks again. Dr. X” Mike was in shock reading the text, he had to re-read is several times. He actually got a reply. Was this guy actually in his area? Or was he using an app to use local numbers for clients? Either way, Mike was both nervous and extremely excited with this. He honestly thought he would never hear anything. His mind raced with thoughts about what was going to happen. He was very excited with the thought of possibility being selected, but how was this going to happen? How would the actually work. Mike didn’t have to wait long before he would get his answers. About ten minutes passed and his phone started ringing. Another unknown number but in the same area code. Mike answered “Hello”. From the other end, a soft spoken male voice replied. “Hello, is this Mike?” “Yes it is” Mike replied. ”Hi, this is Jason with Dr. X’s Office. I was calling in regards to your message about the service. Do you have a few minutes to discuss it?” ”Yes I do, and thank you for getting back with me.” ”No problem, I’m glad you are interested in the service, and it looks like you are in the area so that will make travel arrangements much easier. So basically today, I would like to go over a short questionnaire to see if this will be a good fit for you and the Dr. we find this helps to weed out the guys looking for a thrill or guys who are not looking for the right reasons. Does this sound okay to you Mike?” ”Yeah, I’m okay with that and I honestly appreciate it. “ ”Great, well let’s get started and once we have the answers and if you seem to be a good fit, we can talk about the appointment and process involved.” “Sounds good” ”What do you consider to be your orientation?” ”I would say Bi-Sexual ”Are you currently active with both sexes? ”With men more than women” ”Would you still engage in sexual intercourse with women if you are insemnitated?” ”Only with consent and would use condoms if we did. I Have had a vasectomy, but still wouldn’t want to inseminate a woman unnecessarily.” ”Good to know. Are you married?” ”No” ”Have you been married?” ”Yes, I was married for ten years to a woman” ”Children?” ”Yes, two” ”Do they know that you are Bi?” ”No” ”If selected for insemination, will you tell them?” ”Only if medically necessary” ”Okay, now for sex with other men. Are strictly a bottom, or are you a top also?” ”Mostly a bottom, I have topped before, but I prefer bottoming” ”Do you like oral? Give or Receive?” ”I like to give and receive oral” “Swallow?” ”Yes” ”Do you like to be intimate with men, or is it more about the physical act of sex?” ”I’m more into the physical act, I’m not really into kissing and other things with men” ”What’s your favorite way to have sex with men?” “My favorite would be more of an anon scene. Prepped and ready for the top to mount me and use my hole for his pleasure until he cums” ”Do you let them ejaculate inside of you?” ”Yes, I only have sex bareback and always let the top ejaculate inside of me. It brings me pleasure to feel his cum inside of me” ”Do you ever ejaculate while bottoming? Hands free or manually?” ”I don’t usually masturbate while bottoming, I have ejaculated while bottoming though” ”When was your first experience with a man?” ”I was 14, my best friend and I started giving each other blow jobs” “Did you perform oral to completion then?” ”Yes, that was the first time I ever tasted cum” ”Did you like it?” ”Not at first, but after a couple times, I started to enjoy it” “When was your first experience with anal sex?” ”That was also with my best friend, we both tried it with each other” ”Did you penetrate him?” ”Yes, but he said it hurt, so I pull out. I tried to bottom for him then and it was the same. It hurt too much so he also pulled out” “Did you use condoms?” ”No” ”Do you still have sex with your best friend?” ”No, we do not live near each other anymore. We stopped when we were around 16” “Okay, when was your next sexual experience with a man?” ”That would be years later, while I was married, I always desired it, but never acted on it until the Internet became a way to find other guys online. I got together with an older gentleman and we would perform oral on each other, after a few times, he asked if he could top me. That would be my first true bottoming experience. We used condoms.” ”How many times did you bottom for him?” ”Six times” ”When did you start barebacking?” ”That would be my next encounter. The guy I had been getting together with moved out of state, so I started looking online for another guy to have some fun with. I found him on Manhunt. His name is Bill. I contacted him after reading his profile and seeing he was a total top. When he replied he told me he only tops bare. I was scared, but something about him made me feel okay to try it. He is the one who really trained me to be a good bottom and he was the first to ever ejaculate in me.” ”Very nice! It’s always good to have a good teacher to show you the ropes. Are you still active with him?” ”When we can, our schedules are out of sync now. He works nights.” “Besides Bill, do you have any other ongoing active partners?” ”No, all others are just one time or anonymous hook ups “ ”You said you’ve never had an STD?” ”Shockingly, No” ”Okay that’s enough background. If you’re selected for insemination will you continue bottoming?” “I plan to, but will always let the top know my status” ”Condoms?” ”No” ”Will you top?” ”Honestly, I’m not sure. I’m not looking to infect anyone, so that will be something that will have to be determined with time and deep reflection. I can honestly say right now the answer is no, this is about my own path and life. But who knows what the future will hold” ”I like that answer! I think the Dr. will too. Would you ever stealth someone?” ”No. for one thing, I will always disclose my status and let the person know I do not use condoms. The other would be the legal side” ”Good! Okay, I think we’re good with the questioning.” So next step, will be for me to share this with the Dr. He will make the final decision. If selected, I will contact you again and we will go over to whole process, expectations, and any questions you have. Sound good?” ”Yeah that sounds great! Thank you so much and I look forward to hearing from you hopefully” ”I can honestly say that the Dr. will like what he sees, but I can’t guarantee it. Thank you for your time Mike and hopefull will be contacting you soon. Bye Mike” ”Goodbye”’

There's a guy I hook up with occasionally. He's 27, white, thin, has a nice 9in cock that's not too thick, and had hyperspermia. The guy cums bucket loads. I love getting the feeling of being in a bukake every time I blow him.

As we got closer to the bathroom, the grunts and the slap of flesh on flesh got louder. As we approached the doorway I push Milos against the wall and pushed my tongue into his mouth. As we kissed deeply, my hands wandered over his hard, abused body, our rigid cocks straight against our six packs. I pulled up his arm and inhaled the scent from his sweaty pits. The odor of sex was overpowering. I gazed into his eyes and he smiled back at me. His hands slipped to my arse and pulled me deeper into his embrace. We kissed and time stood still. All I could feel was his hot breath in my mouth, our hard cock pulsing as they rubbed slick with precum and our synchronous fingers probing our respective holes, still amazing tight despite the deep and hard abuse they had taken. We moaned as one. We pulled apart and nervously laughed. Chems did fucked up things to your emotions. Taking my hand he pulled me into the bathroom. There, Michael had Toby on all fours and as he was slamming his cock into the ginger cunt, he had one hand over his mouth. I watched Michael’s buttocks clench with every stroke, a deep line of fur between his arse cheeks. As I watched, Milos knelt above Toby’s glistening taut body and grabbed his cock. Smiling at me he unleashed a torrent of piss over the two fuckers. Huge arcs of steaming piss. Michael threw back his head and growled as Milos flipped Toby over and forced his cock into Toby’s mouth, forcing him to drink what was left of the load as he leaned forward to take the ginger cock down his throat. I moved forward and placed my hand on the small of Michael’s back and traced a finger down his back to the top of his crack. Michael turned and winked at me and I smiled. Without any notice Michael pulled abruptly out of Toby. Both boys looked up as the pounding stopped and watched as Michael stood up, rinsed himself off and walked back to the bed room. Urging the boys to shower up, I followed the top fucker into the bedroom. When I walked in, Michael was prepping some needles. I wandered over and tied the elastic around his bicep as he leaned in for a kiss. His eyes were wide and wired, his cock stiff. Behind the boys walked in and dropped into the bed, making out and jacking their hard cocks. Toby grabbed some elastic and tied it around Milos’ arm and Michael did the same to me. I motioned for the boys to wait. As we watched, Michael took his syringe and expertly pumped the T into his body. His body heaved with the coughing, racking his chest and making his muscles ripple. Once he’d finished and was breaking a sweat, I motioned for the boys to follow suit. The same coughing and rush ensured. Clearly Michael had given us a stronger load. I smiled and turned to Michael. Without any ceremony he laid back in the bed and pulled up his legs, exposing his hairy crack and tight cunt hole. I looked at the boys’ amazed faces. Kids in some perverted, dirty candy store presented with the sweet of their dreams. As they watched I knelt down and sniffed the top’s sweaty cunt.

As Mike sat in the back of the car blind folded, his cock hard and leaking precum into his boxer briefs. He reflected back to where his desire for another mans cock all started. Remembering at the age of 14 with his best friend on a camping trip, showing each other their cocks. His buddy kneeling in front of him and taking him into his mouth and giving him his first blow job. Being so turned on that he wanted to know what it felt like to give one too. Returning the favor he took his best buds cock into his mouth and got his first taste of cock and the musky taste of his first precum. His first time getting fucked (total disaster). To meeting Bill, who would teach him how to take cock and only bare cock. After training his hole for cock, giving him his first load of cum. Mike was completely hooked after feeling Bills load inside of him. It was also Bill that encouraged him to start letting other men fuck him, telling mike that he was made for taking cock, and he should share his ass with other men. But to always remember. Bare only and no wasted loads. This of course led to taking anon loads over the years. All the different hotel rooms, bed rooms, parks, and book stores. Mike never contracted anything. He knew that he would eventually be pozzed with all the anon loads he took, but he always had the desire deep down that when it happened, he wanted to know when, where, and who it happened with. He knew that once he opened his hole to a cock he was giving himself over to the top and to his desires and needs. So when it came to when he was going to be converted, he wanted to have that little bit of control. The area that Mike lived in was very conservative. Plenty of guys liked to fuck and suck. But anyone that was poz was also on meds. So if he wanted a viral load he would have to travel for it. Such was life he thought laughing. One night her was on BZ reading the “Your last load” posts and stroking a little when he jumped into the Bug Chasing section. Even Knowing there wouldn’t be any grifters in his area, he looked anyway. He was looking through the posts when one in particular caught his eye. “Insemination Service Available”. Intrigued, he clicked on it.

PART 4: CODY LEARNS TO ACCEPT HIS ROLE As I felt the seeding come to an end, I slowly slid out of the kid. I kept waiting for him to say more, but he never did. I wondered how long before he’d experience the flu. Then I wondered how long before he realized he was poz – probably a long, long time, I guessed. It’s not as if straight country boys are getting tested often. I’m not sure how much dirty cum I’d shot in him, but it was a lot. Some of it dripped down his his tanned leg. It looked to have the slightest red hue to it. “Cody, this was the first step toward getting you exactly where we both want you to be,” I said. “Yes sir,” Cody said. His voice sounded sheepish compared to his usual alpha-male tone. Almost defeated, actually. “Thank you.” As Cody stood and pulled up the flimsy white briefs to cover his exposed ass, he turned and reached for his gym bag. I decided then and there that he wasn’t quite done surrendering himself to me today. “Cody, what you’re wearing right now, that’s what you’re wearing for your match tonight,” I said. Cody looked more shocked now than he did throughout our pozzing session moments earlier. “You want paid tonight, and you want what we discussed, so that’s your gear for tonight,” I said. He looked toward the floor again. “Shit,” Cody said. “Yessir.” Cody slipped his gym shorts and t-shirt on to cover his near-naked body for the next couple of hours. As more wrestlers began to arrive, Cody chatted with them as if nothing had happened. Later, he watched the first couple of matches and mingled with his fans – mostly female and gay men -- while he signed autographs and sold t-shirts emblazoned with “Cody’s Crew” across the front. Considering his hole was abused a short while ago, and poison was seeping into his guts, he acted as if it was just another day. Cody’s match was the fourth of the night. Back in the locker room, he was minutes away from being introduced. I walked up beside him and reminded him of his obligation. This wasn’t about embarrassing Cody. It was about maintaining my power over him and making sure he knew our roles going forward. From this day forward, he was one of my boys, whether he knew it today or not. “Do I have to?” he said. “You know the deal,” I said. Fully geared up with his white boots and black knee pads, he slowly slid down his gym shorts and removed his t-shirt. At some point he had put on his white spandex wrestling trunks that he had worn many times before, probably thinking that would appease my dirty request. When he looked at me, I nodded my head no. That was one layer too many – even though he looked amazing. Without saying a word, Cody peeled the spandex trunks down from his waist, down his tanned thighs and over his feet, revealing the overly tight, thin white briefs that he wore earlier when I filled his young gut with my viral seed. A couple of the other wrestlers nearby gawked in disbelief – why would anybody with an ounce of pride walk under the lights wearing that? One them laughed at the sight. Cody did a couple of stretches to warm up. When his name was announced, the crowd erupted into cheers as he darted through the curtain and into the arena. Some of the cheers turned to catcalls as the fans caught sight of Cody’s minimal see-through gear. I watched some of the gay fans as their jaws dropped, and undoubtedly their cocks sprung to attention when they saw young Cody’s cock and balls nearly on full display and bulging against the tiny, tight, thin fabric. If only they knew the rest of Cody’s adventure today. My poz cock got hard again at the thought of my virus soaking into his unprotected teenage rectum. Cody wasn’t aware, but I’d told his opponent – a cute, straight, 30-year-old black jock with a wife and two kids -- to take their match to almost 30 minutes. The goal was to get the 19-year-old stud as sweaty as possible. Sure enough, within about 10 minutes, his flimsy white underwear was soaked with sweat and translucent to the point of being invisible. His chubby cut cock was on full display, and his bubble ass filled the back of his wet trunks to perfection. Even from 30 feet away, I could see that he was circumsized as his cock head jutted against the thin cotton. Cody hid his humiliation well, but I think he realized the power that I now held over him. If he wants my help, he’ll play by my rules from now on. The women and the gays were glued to the match, and most of them by now had sent their kids to the concession stand to avoid seeing this nearly obscene display and having to explain why the boy in the ring was wrestling in see-through underwear. As Cody wrestled on, I could swear I saw dried blood stuck to the back of his tight briefs. I knew my dirty cum was buried deep up his neg hole and working into his bloodstream even as he wrestled his match. In the end, Cody won by pin-fall as we’d discussed. That was his reward for enduring the humiliation I’d put him through. As the ref raised Cody’s hand in victory, the boy’s lean, sweaty body glistened under the lights. Everybody in the building got an eye full of the kid’s protruding, chunky cock. I counted at least 20 people in the crowd holding up their phone to capture either photos or video of the ripped kid in all his glory. Back in the locker room, Cody didn’t stick around very long after his match. When he found me later to ask for his pay for the night, I handed him his envelope, which included an extra $100. He said nothing to me other than “Thank you, sir” when I gave him his pay. I also made him hand over his sweaty white underwear from his match tonight as a souvenir to hang beside my desk in my office at home. He did so without question. That pair of hot wrestling briefs still hangs on my wall to this day, but it’s not the only one I’ve collected now. [More to come soon]

I love that. I have sucked and been fucked by a lot of very average cocks through gloryholes. I just concentrate on giving them the best possible blowjob and getting them off. its great knowing the guy on the other side is just using my mouth or fuckhole to get himself off. I love knowing that they know I'm such a whore I will suck ANY cock that comes through the hole and if they tell me to jerk them off with my ass I will gladly do it. bareback, no questions asked. I would never be picky. I'm a faggot and a whore. super slutty faggots like me can spend hours down on our knees every day sucking off total strangers without ever seeing their faces cause all we care about is cuck and cum

When I first started going to bath houses couple years ago I hated dark rooms. Then one trip to manifest in Atlanta I got fucked a couple times in the slings but was extremely horny. Wearing nothing but a jockstrap I went into the dark room where a bunch of guys were standing around. Without really looking at them I bent over the bench and within seconds I could feel it guy sliding inside me fucking me until he shot his load in me. As he pulled out another cock slid in me and I guess I took five or six guys right in a row all loaded me up.

On August 1st, it will be 10 years for me.

My 8 years are coming up in September. I hadn't realised it was that long already.

I just checked my join date and damn, today is my 9 yr anniversary! Time sure flies!

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?

Dillon went to work, his hole was leaking some after taking two loads and once inside he went to the bathroom and looked at his ass in the mirror to make sure he did not have a wet spot and he sat on the toilet and let the cum out. After the first gush of cum he dribbled cum for a minute and then whipped his ass and it was tender. He licked his finger and slide it in his hole and then brought it to his mouth and tasted the guys cum. He had really wanted to taste cum so bad this morning so he fingered his ass a few more times and tasted that hot masculine mans cum. His dick started to get hard again and he had to jack off thinking about him. When he came it shot almost to the stall door and landed on the floor in huge globs, He quickly whipped it up just as a co-worker came in. Dillon felt relieved , he got to taste cum and he got to cum again. He felt like he get some work done and all. He heard his phone and it was an email. Dillon looked and the guy from the glory hole hit him up to confirm today. Dillon sent back an email yes I will be there, I need to taste your cum! Then Dillon saw an email from the guy from this morning. Boy, your tongue and mouth on my ass was amazing. You have a great pussy too, looking forward to teaching you hot to be a real cock sucker but until then you can eat my hole as much as you want. Dillon did not respond although he was getting hard again. He tried to work on his project but he seemed to only be able to think about sucking some cock tonight and swallowing their loads. he hopped that guy from last week was there too. He turned off his phone and got to work on his project and by 2 PM he had made a dent in it but turned his phone on and the ding of an email so he quickly looked and there was a email from glory hole. He got worried the guy was cancelling but instead the email read. Hey Cock Sucker, instead of stall three go to stall one. It works the same way and once you see me tap my foot pull off the toilet paper dispenser and get on your knees. Confirm you have this and you will have your fag mouth there at 4PM. Dillon sent an email saying Yes! Dillon could not concentrate and tried to work but had to got the bathroom at 2:30 and touch his hole and jack off. He had never really liked his hole being touched, he had a girlfriend in college that went there and he stopped her. Now it was like electric, still sore but it made his dick even harder. Dillon jacked and soon slipped a finger in his hole and shot all over and this time he hit the door of the stall. Dillon cleaned it up and went back to his desk and saw it was almost 3:00. He decided to work another 30 minutes and then head to the building. He arrived at 3:50 and he waited in the car. He tried to listen to music but all he could think about was sucking dick. He played with his dick and then at 3:59 he walked to the door and went in and headed to stall one. He sat down and his dick was hard as a rock, he pulled it from under the fabric and jacked it while he rubbed his hole and then he hard the door. Stall number two opened and a foot tapped, once, twice and then three times. Dillon pulled up the toilet dispenser and a dick pushed through. It was not the guy from the email nor the other guy but someone new. The dick was really big and thick, dark brown and uncut. Dillon got on his knees and started to suck that big brown dick and licked and tongue the foreskin and the guy moaned, Dillon worked more and more and then pushed back the skin and sucked and licked all over the head and tasted all the guys precum. The guy was leaking big time. Then Dillon sucked and tried to take it all, it was so thick and the guy just moaned and said good fag, that is fag boy. Dillon heard the door and stopped sucking for a minute and and tried to see through the crack in the stall. He could not see anyone. Then he heard something move on the other wall of the stall and a dick slide thought. That was the first guy he sucked, He jacked the big brown dick and leaned over and sucked this guys dick while he jacked the big uncut dick. Dillon was in heaven and he would switch back and fourth and then the Dark Dicked guy spoke. Fag, put your ass up to the hole I want to lick it while you suck dick. Dillon had noticed that the hole on this booth was bigger and he wondered if that is why he was told to move her or if it was because he could suck two dick in this one. The big dark uncut dick pilled out out and Dillon put his ass up the thole and spread his checks and felt a wet tongue lick his hole and he moaned. The guy knew how to tongue a hole and soon was eating Dillon's hole making Dillon leak and suck hard on the other guys dick and then the Latin guy, the accent gave it away said really load. This fucking Fag has cum in his ass. Dillon was busy sucking cock but he was totally ashamed and pissed he let that guy cum inside him but his dick was still rock hard and dripping and then the Latin guy dove in and ate him for two more minutes, spit on Dillon's hole three times and then stood up and pressed his dick up against Dillon's wet hole. Dillon knew he should pull away but the dick slide slowly and somewhat painfully inside his still tight little ass and the guy said Baby, your fag pussy is so tight. Relax your little slut pussy so Papi does not cum to fast. The dick on the other side pulled out and slide some poppers in the hole and gave them to Dillon. The guy had a ring on his left ring finger so he was married. Dillon hit the poppers and his hole opened up and the Latin guy said again slut, Dillon did it again and then the guy fucked him hard for ten minutes and shot his load deep in Dillon. The guys said fucking stay right there you dirty whore and take all Papi's cum. The guy slowly slide out after another two minutes of slow fucking and then whipped his dick off and said, thanks fag, and walked out. Dillon had his hole right against the wall when he heard the door again and the guy he was sucking said slut stay right where you are and do not move. Someone entered and then Dillon felt a finger and then two. The guy said good whore pussy, then pressed his dick up against Dillon's hole and slide inside and slowly fucked him while he moaned and after five minutes he shot his load in Dillon. The guy he was sucking told Dillon to stay put while the guy who had just shot in him did not say a work and walked out. The door again and then he hard two guys in the booth, or he thought it was two. He felt a tongue on his hole and the guy eat his cum filled ass and then stood up and slide his big long dick inside Dillon. The guy had to be 9" but not supper thick and he kept hitting Dillon deep and Dillon loved that dick in his wet hole. It was the hottest dick so far inside him as to how it was making him feel deep inside. The guy fucked him for five minutes and pulled out and then he felt another tongue on his hole and this guy ate his hole for a few minutes and got up and slide in. His dick was a bit thicker and not as long but still felt amazing in his hole. They switched off and on like this for another ten to fifteen minutes and the the thicker of the two shot his load deep and then the long amazing dick fucked Dillon for another five minutes and came hard and they both got dressed and left. Stay right there the guy he had been sucking said as he moved to booth two. He just slide right in in one motion and fucked his hole and said nothing but pounded away. Then the door and Dillon watched the hole and this fat 7'5 inch dick presented itself. It was soft and the guy had ginger hair with some gray hair mixed in with his red hair. Dillon knew the guy had to be older but he had yet to taste any cum and he grabbed the soft dick and started to suck on it, The guy was leaking but did not seem to want to get hard but after five minutes of sucking Dillon felt his dick starting to harden and soon it was a this fat beer can dick and Dillon sucked and licked all over it and the guy started to cum and Dillon sucked and swallowed all his load. The guy came a lot and Dillon loved it and while hew as cleaning up the last of the guys cum the first guy he ever was with shot his load deep inside Dillon's ass and then pulled out and zipped up and left and the guy he had just sucked pressed his dick back through and it was now soft again and Dillon sucked it and in no time it was rock hard again and he did not last long and shot another load even bigger then before. The guy pulled his dick away and closed the hole and disappeared without a word. Dillon sat on the toilet ready to jack off but thought maybe someone else would enter but after ten minutes he shot his wad and left with the cums till inside him.

When Dillon got back he realized that he had responses from everyone but they were in his spam folder. He quickly responded to them and tried to make sure he got them all answered before his Girl got home. Glory Hole Guy - Boy that was a good start but I think you can do better. I am gonna give you another shot, be back at the bathroom at 4 PM and not a minute earlier and got to your stall and wait. Got it? Dillon responded - Yes, I will be there. I know I can do better. Dillon responded to the Hung Straight guy who was packing 9" and said Dillon must eat his ass, lick and suck his balls and deep throat his dick. (Dillon had never eaten a guys ass but he was so horny for sucking dick he thought WTF I will give it a shot). Dillon - Expert cock sucker who wants to suck and service your big dick, lick and suck your balls and eat your ass. I can not host but can travel and need to service you in the worst way. (Dillon could not believe he was typing those words) Dillon shot off an email to the BBC. Dillon needed to know what black cum taste like, he had watched plenty huge black guys shoot huge loads up a pussy in porn and he had to see if they taste different. Dillon - I love your BBC, cock sucker at your service and ready to suck and swallow your big dick, edge you and make you build up a huge load for me to swallow. Finally shot one of the to Hung Married guy who wanted him Blindfolded, he originally thought that was out of the question but it was not much different then sucking that guy off at the GH that he had not seen. Dillon - Hey guy, I def want to suck that big dick and swallow your load for you. I can not host since I have a GF and it seems you can not either. Know anyplace we can go so I can give you the relief you need? Dillon had just finished when his girl got home and came bay and kissed him. He had just shut down both email accounts and started working on a project for work as she came up to the computer. She kissed him and said she was gonna take a shower and he should order the food. Can you get Chinese tonight, Dillon hated that shit but thought it was the least he could do since he felt guilty sucking off two guys today. He ordered and they delivered and had a nice dinner. His and him watched some TV and after an two shows his Girl said she was gonna call her mom and sister and would be in the bedroom. Dillon said, I am gonna work on my project and try to get a head start on it. Text me when you are ready for bed. She kissed him and headed off the bedroom. Dillon rushed to the computer to see what responses he got if any. This time he was checking both his regular and spam folder and there were messages. Bingo he thought. First one was from the hot guy who wanted this ass eaten. Boy, you need to come to this address at 7 AM in the morning. Make sure you are ready to serve and you can access your email on your phone, I will be able to see you when you come to 3456 Turo street and stand by the fire hydrant. I will send you my address when I see you are ready to be a cock sucking whore standing on the street like a hustler. (fuck Dillon thought, this guy is hot) Dillon - I will be there, I will be wearing a Red Shirt and blue jeans. Hot guy must have been on because he responded saying Do not fucking take your dick out, if I see your dick I will beat the shit out of you. Got it. Dillon - I will not, I understand. See you at 7 AM. Dillon was not rock hard and ready to suck that guys dick. There was a response from the black guy. He wrote fucking love white whores who need BBC. You do need my BBC don't you whore. When are you free to come to the west side of town and be my wet mouth to fuck? (Dillon was not sure when his Girl was going to be working again late so he waited to respond) The hot white guy who wanted Dillon to eat his ass must have sent the other email as an after thought. Make sure you are wearing a jock, although your dick can not ever be exposed if you are not an expert cock sucker I may need to eat your hole and pretend it is a hot chicks pussy. I have the feeling you may not be the cock sucker you think you are. Dillon - I will wear it but I promise you will not need to eat my ass to get off. ( Dillon thought about it and wondered what that would feel like) The hot guy responded, good to know you think so but you will need to let me be the judge of that, Just get here at 7, my wife leaves at 6:30 each day, I will shower and be ready for you cock whore. Dillon - I am so ready, I will be there. With that Dillon shut down his laptop and headed off to bed, he was really horned up and fucked his girlfriend and french kissed her with the same mouth that had been on two men's cocks that very same day. He came hard inside his women and they held each other while he kept thinking about his hot guy he would soon be sucking off. Ready to have his mouth on that big dick. Dillon dozed off just after setting the alarm for 6 AM and when he woke he showered and grabbed his red shirt, jeans, loafers and grabbed the Jock and slipped it on and got dressed. He leaned down and kissed his girl and said he had to get to the office early and bolted out the door. He drove across town to Turo street and parked and walked to the corner fire hydrant and looked at his watch and it was 6:55 and he kept looking at his phone checking and rechecking his phone. Finally an email came in and it read 4578 Turo, come to the back door and let yourself in, there is a sock on the door so you will know you are at the right door. Dillon went walking and got to the door and opened it and stepped in and it was really dark He could not see anything, he hard the voice. Whore, drop your pants and loose the shoes. Dillon hesitated and the guy slapped his head and said, boy you need to listen to me or leave right now. Dillon started to unfasten his belt while he kicked off his shoes and then unbuckled his jeans and unzipped them and pushed them down and stepped out of them. Fucking whore that took way too long, Dillon felt two hands on his shoulders and he was told to walk. He took ten big steps and then the voice said stop. He felt his right arm being pulled to his back and then his left and they were zip tied and then the guy grabbed his shoulders and turned him to the right and his body was pushed forward and his chest fell on some cushion. He tried to figure it out, it was not sofa since it was much higher but that is what it felt like. Then he felt his ass being touched and he could feel this guys breath on his hole and slowly his ass checks were pulled apart and then wet. Oh fuck he thought, that feels so amazing. Dillon began to moan. The guy kept licking and sucking that little hole and then stopped. He pushed Dillon's legs apart and then sent back to eating his hole. The guy stopped and pulled Dillon, disappointed he thought he was going to be able to finally suck this guys cock but to his surprise the guy slid a ball gag into his mouth and fasted it and he again turned him and made him walk five more feet to a bathroom, a dimmer switch was put on and he could see the shower, toilet and sink. The guy lubed up his finger and slide it in Dillon and Dillon protested through the gall gag. Then a metal cold object slid in and the water was turned on and Dillon felt full. More full and then the metal was slowly pulled out and the guy said hold it there boy. Dillon did but after five minutes he had to let the water out. He Dillon shot all the liquid and shit into the shower and the guy slide the metal up his hole and did it again and Dillon held it and shot out all the water this time. The guy whipped his ass off and hole and turned him again and walked him back to the same spot and bend him over and began to really eat his hole and tongue fuck it. Dillon moaned and then that fucking lubed finger was slid in and he was finger fucked and then two. Dillon was really getting pissed, fucking hell he thought I am not gay. He was trying to figure out a way to get out of this hell when the guy stood up and rubbed his big dick on Dillon's hole and Dillon thought no fucking way he is gonna fuck me not in this life. The guy slide a bottle under his nose and he said inhale while the guy held the other side and he made him do that four times each side and as the guy put the cap back on it he slowly pressed his dick against that virgin hole and he could hear Dillon scream and wrestle to get off the bench but the guy was too big and strong and slowly that huge dick broke though and sank into Dillon all nine inches of it. The guy whispered in Dillon's ear "boy, you have one slut pussy on you." He began to slow fuck Dillon and with as tight as Dillon's virgin ass was he only lasted ten minutes before he shot his load in the boy. The guy slowly pulled out and said, boy are you ready to suck my dick now? Dillon swore and told him to fuck off but none of it was audible. Boy, I asked you a question. He pulled him up and held the back of his head and said shake your head once if you want me to fuck you again right now and cum in your ass or do you want to suck my dick? Dillon was confused but his masculine rapist who had just taken his ass without permission said, boy if you shake your head no to the next question I will fuck that ass again and cum in it right now. Do you want to suck my dick now., Dillon did not hesitate and shook his head yes. Dillon thought if he would just suck this guys dick he would be able to get out of here and never do anything like it again. The guy with the huge dick said good boy, now I am going to unfasten your ball gag. If you scream I am going to give you a liver punch and do some real damage you hear. Shake your head if you understand and Dillon shook his head yes. The guy unfastened the ball gag and then told Dillon to get on his hands and knees and he pulled a chair out and sat on it right in front of Dillon. Then he grabbed his head and lowered it down and told Dillon to open his mouth and Dillon felt that cummy dick on his tongue. Dillon started to suck and lick that big dick and swallow his own ass juices and all that mans cum and soon the guy dick was clean and Dillon was sucking hard and as deep as he could and the guy pressed his head down and Dillon was force to throat the guy. Fuck Dillon thought this guy is gonna kill me I can not fucking breath. The guy let Dillon up and Dillon coughed and tried to inhale. The guy put the poppers up to his nose and made him breath in again and soon Dillon was high as fuck. He got really close to his ear and he said boy, you see now why I had to fuck you. You lied and said you were an expert cock sucker, you will be coming for weeks before you can gain that title. Now get the fuck back down on my big dick. He grabbed Dillon and slide his cock deep down Dillon's throat and slowly fucked him as Dillon tired to breath. Each time Dillon was able to keep that dick down his throat longer and after eight deep throats and a break in between to do poppers and breath the guy pulled him off and told Dillon the lick his balls and eat his hair ass. Dillon worked his balls and sucked on them and worked his way down to his hairy hole and licked and ate as the guy spread and lifted his legs letting Dillon get in deep and the guy encouraged him. Fuck that is it boy, finally found something you are a natural at. It totally centered Dillon and made him eat and tongue like crazy and after ten minutes the guy said okay boy. You got me worked up and now I need you to show me what you have learned, if you can without my help fuck your throat with my dick I will let you blow me till I cum and leave. If not I will take your ass again. Do you understand, Dillon agreed and said he understood. Dillon opened his mouth and took a big breath and then sucked his way down but could not get the last two inches even when he used his neck muscles to press down and after five minutes he had to come up for air. While he was catching his breath the ball gag went back in and it was strapped on and he thought fuck, here we go again. The guy pushed him forward and fingered his hole, one finger all the way in and then two and finally three and twisted them around and finally pressed his cock up against the hole and told Dillon to push back. Dillon just stayed right in place and then a hard smack on his ass. The guy left a red mark and then another slap and he said boy until you fuck yourself on my dick I am gonna beat your ass. Dillon pressed back and although the pain was intense he finally got the dick to slide into him and he slowly fucked himself on the dick taking a little more each time and soon he was starting to like it. Dillon thought, fuck how could he like a dick in his ass. He knew he was not gay and loved pussy. The guy grabbed the ball gag and loosened it and and let it fall out of Dillon's mouth. His rapist grabbed his hips and fucked him hard and soon he was panting while Dillon was moaning and making whimpering sounds and a minute before the guy shot, Dillon came in his jock. The guy fucked away and said boy you have a fag pussy on your, you just came. Your hole tightened right up and you are gonna make be blow my second load in you. The guy shoved his dick in deep and came hard. The guy slowly pulled out and told Dillon to stand. He did and the guy walked him back to his cloths and told him he needed to be back at 7 Am on Friday that is the next day she is heading to work early. I have a copy of your license so know where you live and will come to your place if you are not here and share what you have been doing with your girlfriend. Understand pussy boy? You need practice until you learn how to suck dick like a true whore. Then he grabbed a knife and cut the zip tie and told him to get dressed and leave the way he came in. The guy seemed to have disappeared. It was still dark but he go this jeans on but put his shirt inside out and had not noticed till he got to the car and took it off and turned it inside out and drove to work.

While away for a wrestle comp/ training camp our Coach & team Captain invite me to coach's room as rest of team sleep, we all have a couple of beers. I notice a slightly odd taste but shrug it off happy to be invited to chill out with Couch & stud Captain. We are talking about training & fitness regimes & Coach suggests that he wants to introduce the team to a new vitamin shot & ask if we two boys will have a practice shot now with him so we can explain it to our team mates & reassure them if they are hesitant. I say to the Captain that we owe it to coach after all he's done for us, taking us to championship, we only want whole wrestle team to do well. He agrees, & Coach pulls out prepared points explaining to both of us the process we'll feel a warm rush, cough hard a couple of times , then melt a bit into bed, then will feel really amazing & prob a bit horny. We boys giggle slightly at horny, & I notice my cock & Captains twitches & fills out a bit in his wrestle kit. Coach swap glances with me & suggest I go first. "Sure coach- no probs." I say slightly apprehensive but confident coach is looking after us. Coach puts an elastic fastener around my bulging boy bicep & tightens it, asks me to extend my arm & clench my fist, finds a a vein easily, I clench my teeth as the needle pricks my arm. Coach explains he draws a little blood out to make sure he has hit vein then he pushes down on the plunger, efficiently removes needle tip & puts a swab over spot on my arm. Asks me if I'm ready & he releases elastic fastener & says for me to hold my arm over my head. WOW I feel this massive warm wave immediately rush up my body, 5 or 6 hard coughs, then BAM... the most amazing all body ecstatic feeling, I feel small awesome feeling tingles, then collapse back on the bed, then I'm so incredibly Horny, my cock is hard a leaking precum through my wrestle kit & I have touch it, stroke my cock. Even more surprising is that I want Coach. I want my wrestle Captain. I want to kiss them, feel their stud hard muscled bodies, feel their hard 9" cocks, taste them. While I'm enjoying this amazing feeling & stoking my cock having found a bottle of lube on the bed which I didn't notice earlier I watch Coach perform same procedure on my mate the stud Team Captain while he smiles @ me. The fastener is released from his arm he coughs 5 times hard & he collapses next to me with his arm over his head. I wrap my arm around him, feeling his chest as he puts a leg over mine. He starts to explore me as we touch & feel each other. Both our cocks are hard & massive amount of precum leaks through our wrestle kits. Coach turns on his laptop & & a porn of bi nude oiled wrestling starts. On his iPad he has a porn of six hot young footballers with their Coach & a stud Dad. Coach explains that the oil wrestle porn was filmed at the last wrestle team Dad & Son bonding camp we had for a week. Being new I don't know the guys in vid, but says "I'm so horny & feel awesome coach. I've always wondered & wanted to join u & capt & guys from team when u hold your small feedback sessions in your office. I wondered if guys from team would worship & suck your stud cock I always sneak glances of when u join team in showers after game". Coach remarks that we are enjoying the results of being slammed. In unison we reply "Yes Sir!" Coach says he gave us 1.5 Tina slam & we'll feel incredibly Horny for next couple hours & shouldn't hold back exploring every fantasy we've had & each other. Then Coach gives himself a 2.0 slam. He coughs 3 times & has the most wicked Lear on his face as he joins his two boys on bed, we are feeling & teasing each other as u start to suck our hard cocks through our kits & lick our thick sticky boy precum loads. I moan & says this is amazing, finally getting to do what he's always wanted: be introduced to hot man on boy sex by his awesome furry stud coach & team captain. He trusts us, he's so horned up & feeling so amazing, & wants us to teach him everything guys do for each other. I leanforward as slowly press my lips against his introducing my tongue to his mouth. Coach says he thought i'd enjoy getting trained in filthy faggot sex. When i ask why the answer comes on the screen. Im amazed to see my muscle stud Dad & Uncle who were on Coach's college team, Coach, Captain, & his two stud bros are naked on wrestle mat. Coach & dad & uncle are pouring oil all over boys, tonguing our mouths while u explore our fit ripped bodies, hardhung cocks, sliding fingers up our hard bubble butts & teasing & oiling our tight boy holes. Then Coach & Dad's blast boys & Captain & themselves & we all explore & fuck raw for hours. Coach says I can join Dad & uncle & team mates with at next camp if i learn everything that Coach & Captain want to teach me. He also has to help win over, seduce & teach the new twin blonde ripped tanned surfer boys that just joined team. U suggest that captain & I suggest that we all join coach in his room to have a few sneaky beers & chill in the hot tub on the deck in coach's room. He says absolutely coach, I've seen their cocks in locker room. Both boys are hung: 9.5cut & thick. Coach orders captain & I to lift our knees up to our chests & we lock our legs so Coach can taste our boy cunts, his for first time, tonguing our holes deep. As we both moan, kiss, stroke each other's hard cocks as u enjoy our hard cocks, I say that confirms it.

It has all seemed so normal. Todd hadn't known anyone at State. The 19 year old had left his small town home where his only fuck buddy was a football star on his high school team. When Todd was assigned Dan as a roomie, he was happy to have a football player. After all Todd's major was athletic training. What a break to have an in with the football team. Dan was a Soph who knew the ropes. He took Todd under his wing; helped him learn which profs to avoid, how to get free cable tv, got him a fake ID, and introduced him to homebrew. The last was Todd's downfall. Dan said that it was an acquired taste. Todd discovered that it was. After the first month, Todd could hardly hide his hardon from Dan. Dan was 6'5" with shoulders like a bull elephant. His body had a covering of dark hair and his beard, well let's say he had 5 o'clock shadow by 9 am. His strong dark eyes showed strength of purpose. It was too much for Todd who was blond, lean, and virually hairless. His blue eyes sparkled in an attractive way. It was Todd's cock that made him different. It was almost nine inches. He was always embarassed by the size in comparison to his 5'8" stance. He had manage to catch a glimpse of Dan from time to time. He was large, Todd knew, but buried in public hair. It was a free weekend for football and Dan asked Todd if he wanted to go to some friends. It was byob so Dan and Todd were filling the cork topped bottles with the homebrew. They loaded them in an old wooden soda case and started for the party. It was mostly guys that Todd didn't know in a townie's house. The house was run down and a good distance from the city. When they entered, Todd thought warm beer, no good. Dan had a co2 fire extinguisher from the rec center to cool them as needed. After the 3rd beer, the guys put pornos in to watch. They were home made and Todd could see Dan pumping pussies. It made him uncomfortable as his dick began to rise. When Dan handed Todd the 4th beer, he had already opened it. Todd thought nothing of it. Good old Dan. After a few minutes the room began to be unclear and soon Todd was out cold. Dan picked him up and was led by the 7 other guys to the basement. It wasn't that he didn't know the way, Dan had been here many times before. In fact, the porn scenes from the vid were filmed here. The guys pulled out their blue pills and swallowed. It would be about 10 minutes before Todd came to. While they waited they pulled out the blunts, smoking and passing them around. When Todd began to stir, they all moved over to him. Dan slapped him to wake him. Todd found himself strapped in the sling, naked, surrounded by naked jocks with amazingly hard cocks. He wondered if it was a dream. He saw the glass pipe that Dan was using, he saw the torch, he saw Dan inhale the cloud. When Dan blew the cloud into Todd's mouth, Todd wanted to cough. Dan held the boy's nose and mouth tightly shut. He repeated the action 3 times. As the drug began to work on the strung up boy, Dan said, " I know what you want. You will get my cock tonight and at least 7 others. Do you want it?" Todd could only nod in disbelief. The redheaded guy brought Dan a baggie filled with crystals. Dan licked his middle finger and pushed it deep in Todd's waiting ass. Todd like the fell of the finger but there was a burning sensation. Dan repeated the action three times. Todd felt hornier than he had ever felt. He begged someone to touch his cock which must be huge by now. They laughed. Dan said, "Boy, that cock has done shrivelled up into your body, and he rubbed across to prove it to the amazed boy." Todd's ass needed it. He craved it. He begged someone to fuck him. All deferred making him plead. Dan finally said, "Okay, boy. I go first. You will never be the same." Todd begged, "I need it!" Dan wet the head of his purple cock and stuck it in the bag of crystals, then into the waiting boycunt. He loved fucking and it showed. Todd urged him on every thrust answered with a pleasured moan. It took Dan almost ten minutes of hard fucking to leave a huge load in the boy. He pulled out and had Todd lick his still purple cock. Meanwhile the redhead stepped up. He teased Todd with just the head of his cock. Todd yelling fuck me, man. Please fuck this ass! Slowly but surely the other six left loads in Todd's pulsing cunt. Then, they went for another round. After the redhead's second turn, he left the circle of guys long enough to return with 2 syringes. Todd felt the rubber around his arm, he watched as the needle entered his vein and a little red blood want drawn then the syringe was emptied into his arm. When the rubber was pulled away, Todd coughed violently. He was a cum whore. All he wanted or needed in life was cock. He couldn't get enough. Dan had posted a craigslist ad and the guys began arriving. Some repulsed Todd but he didn't care as long as his ass was filled. Todd lost track after the 10th load. He knew each had given Dan $20.00. They left him to sleep in that sling. They didn't clean him up. They put a wash pan under him to catch the cum as it dripped out. On Sunday, Dan dressed a still groggy Todd and carried him back to their room. That is where they watched the video!

It was a typical Saturday afternoon and I was at my usual spot outside of the bookstore. A sleazy, popular joint that attracted all kinds of men and was an easy place to deal. If I thought I was being watched I could just slip inside and get lost for a while, always at least getting my big,11 inch ebony snake sucked, or dumping my load in some hungry manpussy. I didn't even have to pay to enter the maze of booths. The owner was a regular customer and I'd let him worship my monster, so I had unlimited access to the arcade. I was leaning against the side of the building, waiting for one of my regulars to come by when a black Escalade parked across the street, half a block down. I didn't think nothin of it when nobody got out right away. Wasn't unusual for dudes to sit in their cars getting up the nerve to actually go inside. It must have been about 15 minutes before the driver finally got out, and damn if one look at him didn't get my cock stirring in my jeans. Out stepped the sweetest little white boy I had seen in a while! He had to be barely 18 if a day, with strawberry blond hair, and a plump little bubble butt. My eyes followed him as he walked toward the door, nervously looking around before he ducked inside. My hardening dick told me to follow him, and I did. The kid was looking around the store, his hands stuffed into his pockets, obviously new to this whole thing. I could tell he was a rich kid with his Air Jordan's that didn't even have a scuff on them, his Sean John jeans, and his Ralph Lauren shirt. That was no doubt Daddy's Escalade he rolled up in. Hell, he had probably never been to this neighborhood before. But if he was here lookin for what I think he was, he was gonna get more than he bargained for if I had my way. He finally went up to the counter and handed the guy some cash, and showed him his ID. He had to pass by me on the way to the booths and I got a good smell of him. He smelled like soap, teenage boy, and sex. I went up to the counter and got a bottle of poppers and headed back there after my prey. My eyes had to adjust to the dark, but I didn't see my prize anywhere. I wandered the halls for about 5 minutes before I finally saw him exit a booth. He walked past me, giving me a nervous glance that said both, "I don't know what I'm doing", and "I want you." Damn right he wanted me. I was a fine mother fuckin piece of man. 6'2", and at 35, had a rock hard, wirey body, and beautiful ebony skin. The kid went into another booth and started to shut the door. My hand stopped it, and I slid in behind him, shutting the door. He didn't say a word as I gently reached out and stroked his face, but I could feel him tremble. "First time here?" I whispered to him. He just nodded, his blue eyes looking up at me. He wasn't very big, probably 5'9" and slender, but he did possess that plump mound of ass. I placed my hand on it while I said "relax baby boy, Jesse's gonna take real good care of you." I tilted his head back and leaned down, placing my full lips on his. He opened his mouth and I stuck my tongue in him. Mmmmmm....he tasted like candy. My hands rubbed his ass as my mouth took control of him. He just melted into me and I knew I had found my next bitch. I opened up the bottle and held it under his nose. "Breath deep baby boy, this will make you feel good. He inhaled deep like a good boy. I just switched nostrils back and forth a few times while he sucked in the fumes. I sat down on the chair and he sank onto my lap. Grabbing my face he started kissing me passionately while he ground his ass into my lap. I knew I had him hooked. "You like that baby boy?" I asked. "You like how that made you feel?" "Mmmmmmmm yea," he moaned. "Feels good." "I got something else that will make you feel sooooo much better. You wanna try it? You trust me?" "Oh yea," he moaned, licking my neck. Stupid little bitch. He didn't know he just sealed his fate. I pulled a little pipe out of my pocket that I kept preloaded. "You know what this is baby boy?" He just shook his head no. "This is Majic Miss T. She knows how to make you feel real good." I lit my lighter and melted the shards. As soon as the pipe filled up, I took the first hit, blowing the smoke into his mouth. Then I held up the pipe for him. "Breath slow and deep," I told him. Then blow it into my mouth. He did as instructed, so obedient. I just kept feeding him the pipe, until he finished off the bowl in 6, big hits. "Good boy," I told him. "You did that very well." Even in the dim lite I could see his eyes become dark saucers as lust glazed them over. I pulled his shirt over his head, revealing his creamy, alabaster skin, and his little pink nipples. I latched my mouth onto one, sucking it hard, and biting it with my teeth. He squealed and writhed, but I held him firm, then attacked the other one. I could feel his hard dick in his jeans pressing into my stomach, assuring me he was loving the rough treatment. I pulled off his shoes and socks, throwing them in the corner, and unbuttoned his jeans. I pushed him onto the floor and grabbed the legs, pulling them off, leaving him in his Calvin Klein boxer briefs, but not for long. I grabbed the waist band and ripped them off, leaving him naked and vulnerable, just how I like my white boys to be. His dick stood straight up out of his patch of reddish pubes, and he looked at me with crazed lust. "How much time you got baby boy?" I asked. "As much as I want. My parents and my sister are on vacation for two weeks." He panted. "Oh bitch," I thought to myself. You don't know what you just got yourself into.

In my opinion, THIS might be the hottest video clip I've ever seen. Pure animal lust. Two incredibly hot guys. And they are obviously both incredibly turned on by each other. I've watched it 4 or 5 or 10 times in the last week. Who knows? It's Fuckin' HOT!

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Hit 8 years myself in February and yes, absolutely, time has flown by. Thanks to the creators of the site and moderators for keeping the site going and the members for keeping the content fresh. Let’s keep it going another 8.

I was really randy and Doublelist said this guy was only 3 miles from me. Living in the country on an acreage outside of OKC, 3 miles is practically your next door neighbor. I talked with him several days in a row but he would never send me a picture but asked repeatedly for mine. I figured he was just collecting pics, but I sent him several ass and cock and ball pics. We FINALLY got together last night. I met him in the backyard at my house and we slipped into a spare bedroom which has an exterior door on a deck. I wanted to kiss him, but he doesn’t make out. Definitely a disappointment, but I thought what the heck, he wants to fuck me bareback, so we continued. He was tall, like me, and had beautiful light brown skin (American Indian). Chubby build, but I don’t mind that. I was disappointed in the size of his cock, it was very small (guess that’s why he didn’t want to send pics), but was uncut which I really enjoy. I sucked his ample nipples, felt his cock and balls, jacked him, played with his ass. He was hard enough to penetrate, so I bent over the bed and he slipped it into my lubed ass and began to pound me. After about ten minutes of pounding, he wanted to change positions, so I had him lie on the bed and i lowered myself onto him. His dick had gone semi soft. Damn. I got off him and he jerked while on top of me with a couple fingers in my ass rubbing my prostate and making me moan. He finally came all over my cock and balls, which I love. Still wouldn’t kiss me, so I thought he isnt going to get another ride on this horsey,lol. He left and today I got a response to an ad from an ex military guy who is now a lineman for the electric company. He’s everything I love - masculine, hairy, nice beard, well built, trim, and a cock that’s between 7 and 8 thick inches. I cannot wait to ride that one. We plan on playing in the next couple days. Have you had an encounter that you thought was going to be great (like the Indian kid) but that was sadly disappointing?

Playa-Bi...it’s a real thang. That being said, I’ve never had sex at the Burn. My husband and I are both in agreement that the dust is just too much. You are a brave man.

Fuck flu was awful. Eventually was bed ridden, No energy, nightsweats, I felt like I lost control of my prefrontal cortex - No executive function. When going through the motions of the day, I had no clue why it was important. At one point I felt like death and went to the ER. They performed a white blood cell count; A few other tests - but no HIV test. As it turns out, they couldn’t determine what it was. They sent me home pending test results. This is the WBC Count result a few days later: Indeed white blood cell count was low. By the time this news arrived, I was almost recovered from the flu. It lasted for about 3 weeks. Two weeks after it subsided, call came in from my PCP. They ran some more tests with my authorization. Indeed, I was Positive. Initial viral load: I still have nightsweats every night.

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I got a taste and it awoke something inside me that I didn’t know was there. I was crashing at some friends, a gay couple, sleeping between them. I woke up with an arm around my chest holding me still as a hard cock ground up against my ass. Back then I only played safe, and I tried to struggle and say no but he wasn’t having any of it. I begged for him to use a condom and he clamped his hand hard over my mouth to muffle my protests, making soothing sounds and told me to relax and take it. He fucked me slow and deep. Penetrating me in ways I had never been penetrated before. He felt massive inside me as I stared in silent shock at the sleeping face of this partner. I didn’t want to wake him up. I didn’t know what to do but take it. He was stronger and I was unable to struggle and resist. After what felt like hours he flooded my ass with his cum for my first breeding. He relaxed and fell asleep still inside me. Since then I was addicted and kept coming back for more.

As Cody leaned over a metal folding chair, I imagined how many dirty, gay daddies like me would pay money to be in this position. Maybe others will get a turn at this kid another time. Right now, it’s my time to own this kid, destroy his innocence, and remind him that I hold his dreams and his career in my hands. With Cody leaned over and staring at the floor, I slid one hand inside the back of his tiny white briefs and slid them down to the bottom of his muscular ass. He said nothing, but I thought I heard a slight grunt. I couldn’t help but to snap a couple of photos of this nearly naked country-boy hunk with my phone, using an angle that was sure to show the side of his face with his bare ass on display. That could be valuable down the road. With Cody’s face still faced toward the floor, I pulled a small container of lube from my pocket and greased up my right middle finger – the one with the jagged nail filed into a sharp point for occasions like this. “This might sting a little at first, but you’re going to feel better soon, I promise,” I said. With my left arm across the boy’s muscular back to hold him in place, I wasted no time sliding my finger and its jagged nail against Cody’s virgin neg hole and gently pushed inward. “Holy shit,” Cody mumbled. “Jesus, fuck. What the fuck, man?” Despite his meager vocal protests, he mostly didn’t move, aside from the flinch when my rough fingernail began to scrape the inside of his young, unprotected hole. I reached into my other pocket and brought out a tiny bottle of poppers I had bought just for this occasion. I reached around to Cody’s face with my free hand and ordered him to take a few sniffs from the bottle – he didn’t question me as he inhaled about four whiffs. “Fuck. Fuck. Goddam. Uhhh,” Cody said, his voice trailing off. I could tell that he was flying and under the spell of the poppers. Now was the time to get what I needed. I pulled my finger out of his virgin butt and briefly admired the bright red negative blood that had gathered under my pointed fingernail. Not wasting time, I slid my jeans and underwear down and lubed up my hard poison cock and aimed it toward Cody’s scraped and bloodied hole. My poz precum was already adding a layer of extra lube as I pressed my thick mushroom head into his virgin ass. “Oh my god, fuck, oh my god,” Cody mumbled. “Man, I can’t do this. I’m not gay, no way. Fuck.” Still, he didn’t resist, and aside from another slight flinch, he took my raw cock like the young alpha jock that he is. I don’t think he fully realized what was happening. Within seconds, my toxic dick was all the way inside this 19-year-old country boy god and spurting poison precum into his young unprotected hole with each thrust. “Cody, this is just another level of your training. I know you can handle this. You knew you’d have to make sacrifices,” I said, not sure if he even knew who I was or where he was under the influence of the poppers. “Fuck. But you … you’ll … help me, right?” he said between his low grunts. “I will, Cody. I’m here for you,” I said. “I want what’s best for you. We’re about to change your life.” Under my breath, I whispered, “I’m about to destroy you and give you AIDS, jock boy, but I can’t stop now.” I don’t think he heard me. Maybe he did. As I steadily pumped my dirty cock inside him, I really didn’t care. As he continued to moan quietly with every thrust inside his tight, tanned ass, I leaned down and bit into his smooth neck, determined to leave a mark that would further remind us both of my power and influence over this naïve country bumpkin. After a few seconds of hearing Cody’s heightened moans while I bit into his taut, sweaty flesh, I leaned back and saw that I’d broken the skin and drawn blood. I’m not one to waste an opportunity, so I pulled my cock all the way out of his hole and scooped up the mix of my poison poz precum and the blood from his hole. As I eased my dick back into his muscled body, I smeared my virus into the open wound on his neck, determined that he will leave this locker room with my disease one way or another. (This was a little trick I learned when Daddy pozzed me. When he fucked me, he pulled out a needle and jabbed two of my fingers with it, opening wounds that he immediately covered with his poz precum. Whether that was what got me, we’ll never know.) I knew my time with Cody was limited, and I feared he would come to his senses soon, so I worked quickly to seed his unprotected hole. I built up speed and felt my load brewing fast as I held onto his sweaty, muscled shoulders. “Here you go Cody, this is part of your sacrifice on your way to the big-time,” I said as I felt my thick, dirty jizz begin to shoot into the jock boy’s negative hole. My fingers dug into his firm shoulders as my poison erupted into his bare ass, pumping my killer virus (and Daddy’s) into this young, hunky, healthy straight kid. I’ve seeded a lot of young asses in my poz journey, but the feeling of shooting my deadly toxin into Cody was on a whole new level. It was intense. He moaned a bit but was mostly quiet. “Holy fuck, oh shit. Oh shit. Did you use a condom?” I think Cody was finally realizing what happened. “You have nothing to worry about,” I assured him. “I told you I’ll take care of you.”

I got to Vault every time I'm in London - last time was October. I was schedule to be in London again in early May but that's not happening now. On the whole I give Vault a positive review but there are pluses and minuses. It's steps from the Tube in central London and entry is cheap. This is great if you only want to pop in for 30 minutes or so to get off. It's never been dead, no matter when I go. Can get too crowded, particularly on the Naked evenings. Wide variety of guys - your type will be there. Tops never seem to want to give up their load. They'll fuck a little and move on. Condoms: Seems that 25% to 50% want to wrap up. Results in wasted time. Glory Hole Booths: There are only four and they are often occupied by pairs using them as a private room. This issue is aggravated when it's one of the middle two . There are always guys waiting around to go in to fuck or get fucked but then you find yourself in a useless room because the next booth is being used as a private room. I always bang me head on the ceiling under the arches. LOL I'm tall. In other London news. After reading many bad reviews for years, I finally tried Sweatbox when I was there in October. Very different scene but I was pleasantly surprised. I hung out on the very bottom level in the play area for about two hours. Lots of play and I got six loads.

I asked Cody about his career, his “real” job outside of wrestling, his dating life. His answers: He wanted to be a full-time wrestler since he was a kid; his real job sucked, and he did it only to pay the bills; and his girlfriend broke up with him about a month earlier, partly because of his wrestling schedule. She hated it. All these answers were just about perfect to me as he sat there leaning back in the metal folding chair, legs partly spread open, arms behind his head, likely unaware that my own cock was hard, leaking, and eager to pump highly charged seed into his tight butt. “Cody, I’ll be honest with you,” I said. “Seems like we both need something, but I think we can help each other. I can get you that tryout you want, and I can put in a good word for you and give you a strong recommendation, but I need something in return.” “Yes sir, of course,” he said. “I’ll do anything.” Cody had always shown proper respect to his elders, always with the “sir,” “ma’am,” “thank you,” and all that. I could tell it was the result of a strict Southern upbringing. I couldn’t imagine what his family would think right now. If they were smart, they’d tell him to run. “Take off your shirt,” I said. He looked confused, but he didn’t say a word as he stood up and lifted off his shirt. Jokingly, he flexed his biceps and nervously laughed. His chest and stomach were tanned, smooth, and more muscular than I’d remembered. Damn, this kid really had been hitting the gym. “Which gear did you bring tonight?” I asked, glancing toward his gym bag on the floor. Wrestlers typically bring a variety of wrestling gear, wrist tape, boots, and shower supplies. Cody walked to his gym bag, unzipped it, and sat it down on the chair in front of me. I began going through to see exactly what I wanted him wearing when I fucked him. Two pair of boots. A variety of wrist tape. Several knee pads and kick pads. Two jock straps, one white and one black. And several pair of spandex wrestling trunks in a variety of colors. And a pair of small, white, thin cotton underwear – most wrestlers wear this extra layer under their gear during a match, because it helps minimize the outline of their cock and balls and adds another layer in cast of a “wardrobe malfunction.” I took the pair of small white underwear and handed to Cody. “Put these on,” I said. He hesitated but didn’t say anything. “You do the favor for me, and I do the favor for you that could make you a star,” I reminded. Without a word, and without even looking me in the eyes, Cody took the white underwear, turned away from me, and slid off his gym shorts and the gray jockstrap he wore underneath. For the first time, I saw his bare ass – tanned from hours in the tanning bed, tight from hours in the gym, and showing the slightest dusting of fuzz. He pulled the thin white material over his ass and fidgeted to adjust his cock and balls in the tight material. A couple of seconds later, he turned around to face me. My dick shot to full attention inside my jeans. Cody was perfection and wearing just about as little as possible: The white material was skin-tight and a little more flimsy and see-through than I’d imagined, and it showed the length of his slight treasure trail that went from his naval to the top of his cock. His pubes, slightly visible through the thinness of the material, were clearly trimmed short, but not shaved. His cock leaned to the left. It looked surprisingly thick and obviously was cut, based on the clear outline of the bulging mushroom head. His balls perfectly accented the overall package for a jock his size and age. “So, you’re just going to take some pics I guess?” he finally asked after several seconds of my gawking. “Cody,” I said as he stood there, nearly nude and vulnerable. “Think about all the sacrifices you’ve made the past few years to try and get where you want to be. All those hours of training, hours in the gym, hours driving to events. This is going to be one of the easiest sacrifices you’ve ever made, and it might be the one that finally gets you on that national stage. “Now bend over for me, boy.”

Hey fellas. Can we start a threat of internal breeding or internal cumshot only if there still dont have this kind of threat. I know in xtube breeding video threat there a ljnk from xtube with breeding content. But some of it is not internal breeding. Cum outside and push it back. Thats not proper breeding. I hate it. It should be all internal breeding. And not just xtube, all other website.

God, I REALLY want to party with you someday!

What, bleach and lysol aren't on the promising drugs list? I thought for sure they would be after today's press conference.

CTI-3 Meeting the Doctor I stood there for a moment trying to process what they fuck just happened, but I that was interrupted by a man in a white jacket coming in. He was a hot looking muscle daddy, grey hair at the temples, salt and pepper goatee and a hot muscled body. I looked at his crotch and he had a thick tube heading down his left leg. “Good afternoon young man. I’m Dr. Hazzard and I will be in charge of your treatment. I have read your case file and I see some very promising things in there” I just stood there silent. “I observed your first treatment and I have to say I am impressed with your quick response” “I though I was here to get rid of these urges?” “Young man, we use unconventional treatments to help with the urges. You will never get rid of them, but will be treated to be free when those urges happen” Again I was silent. “I noticed you checking me out when I came into your room. Your eyes gave you away. Your focus was at my crotch almost instantly” I swallowed. “You are a cock whore, I can tell, yes?” I felt my face flush with embarrassment. “Yes?” He asked again “Yes” I replied. “Good. Now get on the bed, on your back and lift your legs up in the air. Expose your hole to me” As if almost hypnotized I did as the doctor instructed. He stepped closer and reached out, running his fingers around my hole. “I know you have had cucumbers up there as well as our fuck machine’s smooth rocket but have you had a real cock in there” “No sir” “That will change, soon!” “Orderlies” The two musclemen entered the rooms and without any other instructions, each grabbed an ankle and pulled my legs apart, wide apart. I watched between my legs as he unzipped his pants. His hand reached into the open zipper and pulled out his massive cock. It was already growing, it was thickening as it got longer. I could see the Doctor stroking it, pulling back the skin covering the head. “It’s time for both your cherries to be taken, your virgin hole and taking his first poz load” I could feel the doctor rubbing his cock up and down my crack. Teasing my hole. The orderlies were watching intently. Without warning the doctor pushed his thick cock into my hole, which resisted at first but quickly opened and allowed it to penetrate deep. The pain was intense. I started to breathe heavily and sweat. “Take the pain!” the doctor said. His cock stretched my hole, as the pain slowly subsided and pleasure replaced it. He pushed all the way in and slowly began to fuck me. I went to grab my hard cock and tried to stroke it by the doctor pushed it way. “You’re a bottom, your pleasure comes from your hole, not your cock. It is useless” His cock was pumping my hole at a steady pace. The pleasure was something I had never experienced, rippling through my body. “Squeeze your hole around my cock” the doctor said, “use your hole to pleasure the man in you, enhance his pleasure” I tightened my hole, squeezing then releasing over and over. I looked into his eyes as I did, trying to see if he liked it but his expression did not change, but I didn’t stop. “What do you want” he asked “I want your poz load, your disease” I replied repeating what I had heard from the video. He quickened his fucking of my hole. I could feel his pants rubbing against me as he thrusted all the way in. His cock was getting harder as he did it. “You must be sure this is the path you want to take,” “It is, I want to be free” He pumped harder and faster. His breathing had increased as he fucked me. “I’m going to inject you with your first exposure to HIV. This will be repeated multiple times a day until you convert” He pulled his cock out and rammed it all the way in. I felt his cock pulse and my inside was flooded by a hot fluid. His cock jumped hard as his cum shot out of his cock and into my hole. “Milk my cock” he said I squeezed as he pulled out, leaving me feeling empty and my hole gaping. Something inside me wanted to be filled up again. The orderlies released my legs and left my room. “Rest up” the doctor said, “Tomorrow you have your first group therapy session” As he said this, his cock was slowly sliding out of my hole. I could feel it fall free and I reached down and ran my fingers around my opened, wet hole. I moaned as I felt it. I watched as the doctor tucked his cock back into his pants and zip up. “No jacking your cock tonight or pleasuring your hole” he said, “sleep” As he was shutting the door he said: “We will be watching”

My first time raw was completely unplanned during 80's in a bathroom of a movie theater.

Over the last 20 years I’ve taken at least 25,000 loads up my hole and not knowing who any of the men were. I’ve been seeded at hundreds of glory holes, darkrooms at spas all over the world, bending over at service station cubicles in remote towns, non-stop hours worshiping bookstore glory holes, pimped out late nights at parks, blindfolded by tops for gangbangs at my (and other) homes for my entire life. I knew none of the men who bred me, but every day I thank them for blessing ME with their beautiful seed. There is no greater gift I can give as a bottom than to let another man get off in my hole.

I just got my cherry popped a few weeks ago by a chaser twice my age, and i can't wait to have more and more from guys of all shapes and sizes. This thread is so hot. I love hearing all the things guys wanna do to boys like me.

Part 8 Blake was placed on his back, wrists still connected to his collar. The men held his legs wide apart, putting his rosebud on full display. His pussy was a bright red colour, and stuck out about 1/2 inch. Cum oozed out and ran down his pure, white ass, leaving a lovely pink trail. I fingered his bud while he moaned. "Push out!" I ordered. He pushed, causing his rosebud to pulse in and out while gobs of goo filled my hand. "Open your mouth and stick out your tongue!" He did without hesitation. I slapped a handful of his ass goo onto his tongue while I told him to keep his mouth open and push. More filled my hand and I slapped it onto his face, rubbing it onto his eyes for even more pain. One more handful was rubbed into his hair. "That's how my bitch should be. Filled with and covered with niggah cum! SWALLOW!" He did so like a good slut while I rubbed the prickly bristles of the brush against his inflamed, raw cunt. I pressed harder into his flesh, pushing deeper before dragging it across his exposed intestine. He groaned in pain as he flung his head back and forth, almost crying as I scraped the brush over his torn lips, unable to move as the men held him tight. Soon the brush was coated in a nice, sticky goo. I sprinkled some T on the coffee table and rolled the brush in the powder, covering it. I put the tip against his rosebud as some placed a popper rag over Blake's nose. Then I started pushing. Slowly. Giving it a little twist with each push. And it wasn't a small brush. 3 inches around probably, and very stiff bristles that didn't give as they twisted deeper into the teen. Blake screamed as tears flowed from his eyes. But I did not stop until i had all six inches in his guts. Blake's screams died down to a continual low moan as the brush scraped him deep inside. I ran my finger over the coffee table, getting the rest of the T and rubbed it all over his flaming rose. Then I grabbed the handle and pulled out the hairbrush in one fast tug. Blake screamed like he was possessed as the men held him tight while the sharp bristles inflicted unimaginable pain. As soon as the brush was out, I placed my five fingers in the opening left behind, and pushed my hand in. Blake's pussy was such a torn mess by now, that my large hand slid right in. At least, if there was resistance, I didn't care. In ten seconds, my wrist was covered with a bright, red rose. I pushed deeper, making a fist and punching Blake's prostate. Blake just moaned incoherently as I pushed my fist back and forth inside him. Soon Blake let out a howl and started pissing. I pounded his prostate as piss flowed from his tiny little shriveled up dick. Soon the piss stopped as clear fluid started leaking out of his pathetic cock. As I continued to work his prostate, Blake started fucking back on my arm. "Ah fuck Sir! I'm cumming!" He screamed. I knew he wasn't actually cumming. His drug filled body and my fisting made him feel like he was. He moaned and tried to take more of my arm into him. I laughed as I looked down on him. When he woke up this morning, he could have never in a million years guessed he'd wind up a white boy puppet on a black mans arm. I smiled as I imagined his life. An 18 y/o high school senior, rich, probably popular, maybe has a girlfriend. Now here he was, high as fuck, gangfucked, abused, a cumdump whore to niggahs, riding his new owners arm. I was so fucking turned on knowing how I was destroying little Blakey, that I had to come again. I shoved my cock into my new teen slut, and jerked myself off inside him as he cried in pain. I pulled out of him and turned him over to the men. I knew most of them would cum again. I turned around as Blake had his nose buried in a dude's pubes as another guy punch fucked his ever increasing rosebud. I just let the men have their fun as I poured a nice cognac and lit one of Daddy's cigars. I grabbed Blake's phone, and the stupid fucking fag didn't even have a lock on it. I perused his contacts. Yup, girlfriend, lol. Lots of friends. Several different group lists, handy. Even a Father someone. So Blake is a Catholic boy? Sweet. I put his phone down, and picked up mine. Guys had sent me the vids they took so far tonight. I had great fun over the next couple of hours as I edited a really filthy video of my whore. My favourite was when I was fucking him and he was looking right into the phone, begging and moaning like a depraved fag. When I was happy, I sent the video to basically EVERYONE in his phone, along with a written confession. It was only a matter of minutes before replys started coming in. I wanted to save them for later. Eventually the sun started coming up, and Blake was still taking cock. He was moaning as he laid, barely moving on a guy as he was getting double fucked again. After they came in the boy, I had to break up the party. I new better than to spend more time at the house. I told the guys to come over to my place later if they still want to fuck my new meth slut. I tied Blake up after the men left, so I could steal some shit. I emptied out Blake's closet. Lots of nice clothes and shoes. I found $5000 in cash, but not much else. I didn't want to steal enough they actually call the cops, just to think their niggah loving faggot son took it. I loaded up Blake's car, a sweet mustang, put the naked boy in the trunk, and took off. I wanted to unload my shit in a hurry, so I sold the clothes in one lump, and took the car to a chop shop, but not before I had locked Blake in the trunk of my car. Back at my place, I snuck a naked Blake up the back stairs. He walked in pain as i had a huge plug up his hole. I lived in a shithole place, but it served its purpose. I could split fast if I needed to. It was a one bedroom, and all I had was a t.v. and a couple of chairs in the living room, and a nasty, stained mattress on the floor of my bedroom, with a desk, chair and light. I took a chain and chained Blake's collar to a radiator. I sat in the chair and shined the light on Blake. He looked like shit, covered in all kinds of filth. Spun as fuck, his eyes darted around the room. I watched as his newely released hands touched the plug, trying to shift it more comfortably. Smack!! I slapped him hard. "Don't touch yourself without permission bitch!" He cowered in fear as he realized the reality of his situation. "Get it through your head now, slut. I said I owned you. I meant it. Your my property now to use as I want." As I said this I reached for his phone. There was at least 20 texts unread. I pulled the plug forcefully out, eliciting a loud cry. I smiled as I pushed my hard cock into the wet, sloppy gash. I opened the videos as I played the one I edited. It was 10 minutes of Blake being treated like a 2 dollar whore, while he begged and moaned for more. I could tell Blake was turned on by the vid, as he watched himself get debased and used. Every nasty event of the night was included in the vid. Then I opened his text. First I showed him the text he sent to his contacts. I made him read it out loud as I fucked him. "Hey all! Just thought I'd finally come clean about shit. Its taken me years to admit this. I'm a faggot. I'm a filthy, depraved, sick and twisted cumdump. My purpose in life is to take cum in my holes. Today, i have taken more than 30 loads of hot man cum. I worship big, black, niggah cock. Im a pathetic whore who is now owned by a beautiful ebony pimp. Tonight he sold my ass for a gangbang. He only charged them $5 each because thats how low i am. Black cock after black cock fucked me. Men i dont know. My ass was filled with cum. Poz cum included. I begged this one huge, black buck with a 12 inch cock to poz my little, white ass. I drink piss because im a niggah's toilet. I am proud to be my Masters drugged up fuckhole." Blake could barely get through reading this, as he was crying. His humiliation only made my cock harder. Destroying white boys is the ultimate rush! Then I made him read the responses, telling me who each of the people were to him.

Part 6 I grabbed Blakes collar and dragged him across the floor on his stomach depositing him next to a large ottoman before pulling the next toy out of the bag. Placing my fingers in his mouth, I pried his jaw apart and shoved a mouth spreader in it, quickly buckling it behind his head. I turned the screw on the side, stretching his jaw painfully apart. Blake moaned in pain. I picked him up and placed him on his back on the ottoman and attached his wrists to the rings on the side of the leather collar to keep them out of the way. Then I took a couple of chains and attached them to the ankle cuffs, raising his legs up and also attaching them to the collar leaving his already sloppy cunt open and vulnerable, then pulled his shoulders so his head hung off the ottoman. "There you go men! Two available cumholes. Unable to resist what you've got for him! Just a couple more things." I tied a bandana over his nose and grabbed a little baggie, taking out a nice sized rock, pushing it deep into the wet, open cunt, causing Blake to moan from the burning. "Damn Jeese!" exclaimed Buck. "Giving him more?" "Fuck yea man! I told you I want this little bitch royally fucked up and wrecked. When I'm through with him he won't be nothing but a worthless piece of used up gutter trash. Now whose up? Line your cocks up to the holes but wait till I say go, then show this slut no mercy!" Roy and Brad stepped up next. Brad had a respectable 8 inches and moved to Blake's head while Roy chose his pussy to receive the wrath of his very thick 10 inches. "Hold on Jesse." said Roy. If you really wanna ruin this crackers hole, I got just the thing. With that he pulled a fat ring out of his pocket and put it through his pierced cock head. It was covered with short, sharp spikes. "I never get to use this thing. This little bitch is about to be ripped to shreds!" "Fuck yea brother!" I exclaimed. "This cunt is about to be brutalized!" With that I took the poppers and poured some on the bandana over the bitches nose and grabbed a pair of alligator tit clamps that had sharp, needle like teeth. "Get ready to suffer, bitch!" I hissed in Blakes ear as he whimpered in fear, unable to stop the brutal attack he was about to recieve. "Ready.......Set........Go!" I shouted as I released the clamps on the sluts tender nips as two cocks plunged in his two fuck holes deep and hard. Blake screamed and convulsed as pain tore through his entire body. He choked and gagged on the cock buried in his throat as spit and puke poured out of his mouth. The men cheered as the teenager helplessly had his body pulverized by the two pounding cocks. You could see the cock in his throat stretch it wide as it slid in balls deep. Fresh red oozed from his ripped cunt as the spiked cock shredded his insides. Brad would occasionally pull all the way out so Blake could quickly gasp for air before burying himself down the boys throat again, grabbing the chain on the clamps and pulling on Blakes tender titties, causing the clamps to dig in harder. Tears flowed from Blakes eyes as the men reduced him to nothing more than two wet holes. Roy would pull his cock out and rub the spikes around the boys tender inflamed ass ring before plunging it back it, mercilessly scraping his insides. Before long, Blakes screams subsided as the pain and drugs transported him into another realm. Soon both men buried their throbbing cocks as deep as they could while cum was pumped into both ends of the cumdump. No time was wasted before two more men stepped up for their turns. Roy generously loaned his pierced ring to another man with a piered cock to continue further wrecking the already bleeding cunt. The new man had a very visible bio hazard tattoed on his chest. I raised up Blakes head so he could see the tattoo as the man roughly shoved his spiked cock into the already damaged fuckhole. "See that bitch?" I whispered into Blake's ear. "After tonight you wont be anything more than my whore. I'll sell you to anyone I want, any time I want, any where I want. And there wont be a thing you can do about it. Your diseased cunt will barely be worth the money you'll make for me. Nobody else will want you. Your parents wont want an infected, drugged pussy fag for a son. You are mine now. And I'll keep you as long as your usefull, then sell you for what I can get. Say good bye to the life you knew! Watch as he fills you with his poison! Feel his dirty cum seep into your ripped up insides. Tonight you fufill your destiny!" As I said those words, the man fucking him bellowed as he filled Blake's ass with more cum. I just dropped Blakes head back down as a cock slammed down his open throat. Blake was used like this for over an hour before I released him and removed the mouth spreader. But his night was far from over.

Part 5 I left Blake tied on the bed and plugged while he softly sobbed from the pain and the realization of his predicament. I'll bet he was sorry he ever went to the bookstore. It was only a couple of hours before the party started, and I had lots of calls to make. At 9:30 I went back upstairs. Blake looked quite uncomfortable tied in that position with the long, fat plug in his cunt. "Good," I thought to myself, "a scared white boy in pain is one of my favorite things!" And it would only get worse for him. "Please untie me!" he begged. THWACK, THWACK, THWACK! Three hard slaps across his brought tears to his eyes. "Shut the fuck up bitch!" I yelled. "You will learn, the only begging you will do is to have your holes raped and filled with cum. Do I make myself clear?" Three more hard slaps and Blake was in agreement. "Yes Sir." he sobbed. I untied him and he put up no resistance. I put a leather collar with rings around his neck, and wrist and ankle restraints. I then put a cock and ball harness on his little dick, making it as tight as I could. "Drink this," I said holding a bottle up to his mouth. He made a face, but didn't dare disobey me. It was now almost 10:00, and I could hear our guests arriving. I told them to be prompt as they didn't want to miss anything. I attached a leash to Blake's collar and led him downstairs. I was pleased to see all 15 of the guests were already there. "Welcome gentlemen! Here is my new slut and tonights party favour! Short of killing him, anything goes. I want him wrecked like a white slut should be! Lets not waste any time." With that, I grabbed Blake and threw him to the ground,pinning him down with a foot on his chest. One of the guys tied a band around his arm and another stuck the needle in. "Are you sure Jesse?" he asked. It's a 2.0 hit." "Fuckin do it! This little whore needs to be fucked up royally!" With that, the plunger was pushed down and the band released. Blake went instantly rigid and coughed hard. "I want you to go first." I told my friend Buck. He had a 13 inch cock with a P.A. "And show no mercy! Rape that cunt good and hard!" Buck just rolled the teenage boy over and ripped the plug out of his pussy. Blake howeled. Then Buck just spread his cheeks apart and plunged his huge, hard, black pole deep into the puffy, pink hole beneath him. Blake screamed at the top of his lungs while the guys cheered. Tears flowed from his eyes as his cunt was ripped even further apart. Buck just pushed down on the boys shoulders and power fucked his cunt, drilling as deep and as hard as he could. Blood covered his dick as he pulled out before plunging back in balls deep. He fucked Blake mercilessly for a solid 10 minutes, never letting up until he buried himself to the hilt and dumped his load far up into the teenage cumdump. After he pulled out, he spread Blake's cheeks apart so everyone could see his bleeding rosebud. It was puffy and inflamed, oozing red cum. "Who's next?" I asked.

Part 2 I picked up my boy and bent him over the chair. "Stick out your ass baby," I instructed him, and he arched his back showing me his sweet little pink cherry. There are few things I like more than the first taste of a virgins hole, and this one looked luscious. I kneeled down and lightly kissed his pink pucker and he slightly moaned. I licked around the outside a bit before I planted my lips against the sweet, sweet hole. Damn he tasted good. So fresh. So sweet. I dug my tongue in as far as I could, tasting my fresh new victim before his hole would become a gaping, sloppy gash. I ate that boypussy for a good 20 minutes while my baby boy moaned like a little whore. I finally pulled myself off of it and pulled out a little baggie. This baggie and some nice size rocks and I pulled one out and placed it on his opening with the tip of my finger. Slowly I pushed it into him and he hissed a little as it started to burn. I just slid my finger in deep, and worked that rock around into his tender membranes, rubbing it hard while he continued to moan. I turned him around and sat back on the chair, pulling him into my lap. He went crazy kissing me, trying to devour my tongue. I started pinching his nipples which only made him crazier. I knew I had me a true slut. I stood up and gathered up his clothes. "We're going to change booths," I told him. He looked a little confused, but was already too high to disagree. I stuck a finger up his ass and guided him out into the hallway toward my favourite booth, one that had glory holes in both sides. It was time to put my bitch to work. We passed several men in the hallway, some who knew me and knew what I was up too. They leared at the naked boy attached to my finger, knowing what was in store for him. I closed the door in the new booth and pushed my boy down to his knees. Almost instantly a cock poked through a hole, hard and dripping. "Suck that cock baby boy," I told him. "I want to watch you suck it." I held the poppers under his nose as he took several long drags, fueling his lust further. He crawled to the cock and started sucking it. I could tell he was inexperienced, but that was ok. I let him take his time, and he was doing ok. Soon the cock started to shoot, and I pulled my boy off after the first couple squirts in his mouth so the rest could go on his face and hair. My boy was going to be a dirty bitch and I wanted him to start looking like it. Another cock appeared on the other side and my boy didn't have to be told what to do. He dove on that cock as I held more poppers under his nose, reving him up more. This time I held his head and pushed it back and forth on the cock, forcing it down his throat, stretching him open. When the cock started cumming I pushed his face right against the wall so it was shooting down his throat. Then I pulled him off and coated his face with the rest. He was starting to look like a real cumslut. More poppers and a third cock to suck, and I started fingering his hole. Quickly I had two, then three fingers sliding in and out as the third cock erupted in his mouth. Without being told he pulled off and milked the rest of the load all over his face. Damn he was easy, and I knew he was ready for the next step. The next cock that came through he started sucking it. After he got it nice and wet I pulled him off and turned him around. More poppers and I grabbed his ass cheeks and spread them as I pushed him down on the cock. "Sit on it baby boy," I breathed in his ear. "Relax and let it in you." The kid was so high it took no effort before he had the cock all the way in his pussy. I just held him against the wall as the cock drilled in and out of his hole. He moaned and grunted while he took his first fuck. "Good boy. Now you're learning what your pussy is. You're gonna make Jesse real happy!" He just continued to moan as the cock pumped his ass full of cum for the first time in his young life. Without even pulling away from the hole in the wall, a new cock quickly pushed into my boy, fucking him and getting his hole wetter and looser, and depositing another load in his guts. I opened the door of the booth and saw a buddy out side. I handed him the bottle of poppers and told him to keep an eye on my bitch for a few. "Make sure his holes are getting used! I'll be back very shortly" I grabbed the kids clothes except for his underwear and left the arcade. I tossed his clothes into my car, taking his wallet out of his jeans. I could sell his clothes easy for a few bucks. The Jordans should bring a little more. Then I grabbed his keys and went to the Escalade. I looked in his wallet, $300 bucks in cash, not bad. Stupid kid didn't even know enough to not bring money to a bookstore. A couple credit cards too. Wouldn't take me long to run them up. Daddy would just think they were stolen anyway. I looked around the Escalade for anything else, but found nothing. I looked at the kids ID. Blake Darby. He lived in the Heights. I knew it. Big houses up there. Blakey boy was in for a wild couple of weeks! I returned to the arcade, and slipped into an adjoining booth. I wanted to watch my new slut in action secretly. My buddy just stood there as Blake rode another anonymous cock through the hole. He looked blitz and he just pushed his ass back onto the partition, taking it as deep as he could. My buddy knelt in front of him and fed him his cock. Blake sucked it like a pro already. I watched my boy get spit roasted through the hole as both cocks filled him with more cum. I decided we had spent enough time in the bookstore and it was time for the next phase. I entered the booth and looked at my new slut. Cum dripped off his face and leaked out his no longer virgin hole. I just grabbed his shorts and told him to put them on, we're leaving. He didn't even hesitate or ask where the rest of his clothes were. He pulled on his shorts and I stuck my hand down the back, sticking two fingers in his dripping cunt. I guided him out into the hallway and out of the bookstore to his vehicle. I tossed him in the passenger side and off we went to Daddy's house in the Heights.

PART 5 We walked into the sling room, and Grant closed the door. His uncut cock looked to be about 9.5” by 7”, dripping like a broken faucet and sporting a mean hole-wrecker of a P.A. “I’m Sloan,” I said, shaking Grant’s hand. “Nice to meet you, Sloan. And who’s the boy?” “He’s my lil’ bro, a slampig-in-training. One week past his 18th birthday, practically a virgin, and all partied up for the first time. He’s your fuckhole for the night, so call him whatever you want. His name’s not important.” Grant growled approval, then turned to Conrad. “Hey, son. Sounds like your big bro's been taking good care of you, huh?” “Yes, sir,” Conrad replied. “Yeah, boy? Tell me what your bro’s been doing for you.” “Well, sir—he’s making a man out of me,” said Conrad. “Before this, I’d only fucked around with other boys. Tonight is the first time I’ve surrendered my body, my hole—everything—to the control of a man who wants to mark me, own me, use me. And best of all, I can still feel his thick cumload dripping out of my hole.” “Is that so, boy?” Grant reached around to Conrad’s ass, pulling the boy closer to him. I heard his fingers dip into the warmth and wetness of that slopped-up boyhole. He gave another growl of appreciation. “Admit it, boy: you were looking for somebody to pin you down and fill your hungry little musclebutt with raw dick.” “That’s right, sir,” said Conrad. “My big bro knew what to do. He fed me white smoke from a little glass pipe. He just kept feeding me that smoke, and every time I exhaled a big breath full of clouds, I got hungrier. I didn’t think it was possible to feel that hungry, but that’s what I was—so fucking hungry for my big bro’s dick. I couldn't believe how amazing it felt when his bareback cock shoved into my fuckhole.” “Good boy,” said Grant, his hands slowly kneading the muscles of Conrad’s bubble butt. “And now that you’ve got a thick load of your big bro’s poz cum oozing of out your partied-up hole, are you still hungry?” “Even hungrier. Please give me more. Please poz me, Daddy.” Grant growled, pointing at the sling. “Climb up, boy.” As Conrad walked to the sling, Grant turned to me. “Nice work, son.” “Thanks, Dad.” I opened up my playkit, revealing a row of prepared points. “Would you like to do the honors? I think it’s time we got our boy slammed out of his fuckin’ mind.” “Fuck yeah -- but I've got an idea,” said Grant. “Whenever I slam, I shoot a big load of cum as soon as the tourniquet comes off my arm. Why let that load go to waste? I’ll push my dick up inside our boy’s hole, then slam myself at the same time you’re slamming him. That way, he’ll be riding his very first rush at the exact same moment my cock is shooting thick ropes of unmedicated poz cum deep inside his little fuckhole. Got it?” “Fuck, Dad—that’s fuckin’ perfect. And then what?” “And then I use my seed as lube. You know—fuck my slutty son for awhile, just working that toxic load up inside him, getting him good and pregnant. Watching his sweet little face as he takes my fat poz dick into his slammed-up hole. I usually shoot my second load after 10 or 15 minutes of massaging that first round of cum into a boy’s fuckin’ pussy. I like to leave their insides torn-up and painted thick with my fuckin’ virus by the time I pull out.” “Fuckin’ A, you evil fucker. Let's fuck this boy into the dark side.” With that, we turned toward Conrad. His feet were firmly in the stirrups, his muscular legs spread wide, his 18-year-old boyhole proudly exposed for breeding. Jason was already applying a tourniquet. I took a syringe out of my playkit and handed it to Grant, then grabbed another for Conrad. Jason cocked his head and pointed at the playkit. “How big are those hits, anyway?” “Oh—big enough,” I said with a smirk. Jason flashed an evil grin. “Fuck yeah, dude. You startin’ him with—what? A .35?” “More like a 0.4,” I said. “But before that happens, this particular needle needs to make a little detour.” I immediately found a vein in my forearm, inserted the tip, and pulled back the plunger. A scarlet swirl of my blood began filling the rig. Removing the needle from my arm, I aimed it at Conrad’s bulging veins. “You see this, boy?” I said to him, tapping the side of the needle, its contents now contaminated with red streaks of my toxic blood. “This is how we guarantee that you go home tomorrow with my virus growing inside you. Got it?” Conrad smiled and nodded, holding out his arm eagerly. “Fuck yeah—we’ll be blood brothers,” he said. “Make me your blood brother. Please.” “Of course, bro. I’m so fuckin’ proud to bring you into the brotherhood.” Needle in hand, I leaned over to admire his beautiful veins. I picked one almost at random; his time at the gym had given him a forearm full of perfect admin sites. “See bro—the tip of this needle has my poz DNA all over it,” I said. "Want it?" "Fuck yeah. Please. Stick that poz needle in me." I gave him a quick smile, then gently slid the contaminated point into his arm. “Are you ready to watch my virus invade your fuckin’ bloodstream?” He nodded as if in a trance. I drew back the plunger, and Conrad’s blood rushed into the syringe to mix with mine. I looked behind me to see that Grant, too, had a register, and that his Daddy dick was already firmly lodged in my lil' bro's hole. Turning back to Conrad, I loosened his tourniquet and flashed a wolfish little grin. “You ready, baby boy? You ready for this fat fuckin’ blood-slam?” “Yes. Do it, bro. Please.” “You’re gonna be so goddamn fucked up. I can’t wait, lil’ bro.” With that, Daddy and I looked at each other and nodded. Then we counted down: 3, 2, 1... Push. The contents of the syringe began disappearing into Conrad’s vein, slowly and steadily, while the crimson mixture of our poz and neg blood gradually merged with his bloodstream. I felt his body begin to tense as the first wave of the drug started to hit. And as I pulled the needle out of his vein, his eyes grew wide and his lungs made a scratching noise as he prepared to cough. Grant finished his slam just as Conrad’s coughing fit began. Each cough caused my lil' bro's ass to spasm around Grant's dick, and that took our Daddy over the edge: as he yelled "Fuckin' take my virus" over and over again, his fat cock pulsed repeatedly inside my lil’ bro’s stretched-out cunt, each pulse sending waves of poz cum deep inside my boy's newly slammed-up fuckhole. A moment later, Grant pulled his cock from Conrad’s hungry butt, giving both of us a glimpse of the thick spout of cum erupting from his fat mushroom head. “You wanna get pregnant, son? ‘Cuz I wanna knock your ass up.” “Fuck yeah, Daddy. I wanna give your fuckin’ poz sperm a place to grow.” Grant shoved back in. As his raw dick re-entered Conrad's hole, I watched my lil' bro undergo my favorite transformation: No longer struggling to catch his breath, no longer freaked out by the intensity of the slam, his eyes gradually lost their focus, overwhelmed by the pleasure radiating from his fuckhole. His mouth dropped open, and he let out a low, slow moan. As I watched, his body seemed to become an extension of his wrecked and dripping fuckhole—open and hungry and obsessed. “Feel that cum dripping out of your hole?” Grant said to him as he continued to nail Conrad's butt. “I’m filling you up with the fuckin’ sperm that made you, boy.” By that point, Conrad’s hole was leaking a steady stream of cum mixed with streaks of blood from Grant’s assault on his torn-up cunt. “Dad’s drawing blood,” I said, pointing to the evidence of internal damage. Grant let out a cocky little laugh. “Looks like you’re starting to bleed from your wrecked little cunt, boy. Want me to stop?” My lil’ bro shook his head fiercely, his eyes insane with desire. “Please don’t stop tearing me up, Daddy,” he said. “More poz cum, please.” “Good boy,” replied Grant. “Good fuckin’ slampig. You make your Daddy so fuckin’ proud. And you know what’s gonna happen a little later?” “What’s that, Daddy?” “We’re gonna slam you up again, and your hole’s gonna stretch like you wouldn’t believe. That’s right, boy—it’s gonna stretch until it’s a gaping, bloody punch-hole dripping cum and piss and Crisco. You want that?” “I want everything you want to give me, Daddy.” “Good boy. The next slam will reduce you to nothing but a hole. You won’t even know your fuckin’ name, boy. But that’s OK. When your sweet boyhole is stretched around my fuckin’ forearm, nobody will be calling you Conrad. They’ll give you a new name. My favorite name.” “What’s that, Daddy? What’s your favorite name?” “Slampig,” Grant replied, driving his dick deep. “And you know what, Slampig? I’m here to make sure that my son will never shoot a neg load again.” MORE SOON…

Todd couldn't believe his eyes as he watched the video. Dan held him playing with his rock hard cock. Dan knew he had Todd just where he wanted him and Todd knew it too. He was nothing more than Dan's toy. He would find out much more about games at a club this very evening. Dan told Todd to sleep now. But first a warm milk would help. The milk smelled of vitamin bottle and tasted of vanilla. It was a high calorie drink, warmed and lovingly adminstered. Meanwhile, Dan called three of his closest friends to announce that he had a new boy. They came over to examine Todd. Each brought a gift with him. Joe brought a cock cage. Tommy brought a ball gag. Ed, Ed brought a nipplering and the piercing tools. Dan had slipped a strong sleeping drug into Todd's drink. He would not wake for the piercing, only be surprised when he woke. Dan, meanwhile, rolled the boy over to shave the blond hair from his sweet swollen hole. The three guests all enjoyed the view. When the sweet hole was bare, they rubbed aloe in. All the while, Todd slept looking angelic. The four friends went thru Todd's clothes. They found nothing usable for their evening out. Ed and Joe left to find just the right attire for the evening. They went to a thrift shop where they bought well-worn jeans and very washed out tshirts. They discussed underwear and decided that Todd would go commando. The jeans were old and soft and would not chafe Todd too badly.