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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]

“Stop fucking flinching. Take it like the worthless faggot I always knew you’d become.” I could barely see straight through the fog of my high. It wasn’t anything hardcore yet that night, but the alcohol and edibles, paired with some fresh poppers and 8 loads earned deep in my cunt had me lost in pleasure and submission. There I was: ass up in a motel, taking anonymous loads… and it was him forcing my hole open. I knew his voice. It was the man who started it all. It was David. Again. 10 years ago I was a condoms-only college kid with a fantasy to submit. And then he showed me what it meant to really get used. What it meant to give myself to a real man. What it meant to regret it. And here he was - 8.5 thick inches pulsing deep inside me while he wrapped his hands around my neck and choked. 10 years ago I wouldn’t have recognized the shell of a faggot whore on that motel bed. Hell, I barely recognized him that night. As this beast of a man tore my hole open yet again, I realized just how far I had fallen. I was leaking in my cock cage, begging, and crying. But to him? I was just an object. No different than the object he’d raped 10 years earlier. And we both knew it. “Cmon, faggot. Put your mouth around the barrel of the gun. I want to play a game.” — 10 years earlier, and I was 20. It was the summer between my sophomore and junior years of college in Los Angeles, and I’d grown more and more comfortable with my sexuality. I was a good looking guy: nearly 6’0, Italian blood, dark features, hairy and tight body. I could fuck any college kid on that campus, but it just didn’t quite scratch that itch. I needed to get used. Or at least thats what I fantasized about when I jerked off. And “getting used” seemed to be getting darker. Rough fucking had become verbal fucking. Light bondage. Slapping. Pain. I needed it to be kinkier and kinkier to get me off. I found myself falling down the rabbit hole, searching for boys crying, having forced orgasms, and — and it made me hard to even type it into search engines - getting raped. I wanted it. Or I thought I wanted it. It all sort of blurred together as I busted orgasm after orgasm to the kinkiest and roughest porn I could find. But I also knew that it wasn’t realistic. Real rape wouldn’t be ‘fun’. Real rape couldn’t be planned. Real rape was just a fantasy. But that didn’t stop me from being a tease. And thats when David first came into the picture. I’d met David online. He was clear from the outset: he didn’t want my name, he liked to fuck holes as objects, it would hurt. I did not matter to him. And I busted a load that first night we chatted - a huge, thick load. And then I quickly signed off. I did to David what I did to all these guys: I teased. I played out my fantasy to earn my own orgasm. Days and days. Countless orgasms. He took me deeper in those conversations, deeper than I knew I could go. He told me he whored boys out. I came. He told me he came from seeing fags cry. I came. He told me he beat a man nearly to death. I came. He told me he wanted to do it again. I came. This went on and on. Until the night that I let my 20 year old sex drive get the best of me. I agreed to go to his place. He told me it would be rough, but that I’d be fine — that he knew so many of my desires were just fantasy. He told me he got it. He told me I’d enjoy myself - that we’d have some fun. And I trusted him. My dick was leaking, my hole was pulsing, and I was speeding down the 405… until I was there. Heart racing, dick hard, skin moist from nerves, adrenaline and sweat. I was there, knocking on his door. That knock would play out in my head for years to come. That knock was the start of a slippery slope — a slope that would ultimately lead me 10 years later, blackout in a trashy motel, throating a 9mm pistol, effectively destroyed no matter the rules of his game. But that night 10 years ago? I just thought it was going to be some quick, rough fun.

Daddy’s Cuntboy Part 18 “Fucking cuntwhore,” Eric again snarled as he walked to the leather chair and sat down. “You two, don’t fucking move.” They stood still... not out of submission to Eric, but out of curiosity as to what was going to happen next. Holding another bag of white crystals, Eric spread his legs. Slowly, I crawled to Eric, at this point oblivious to Daddy and puppy. “Please,” my dilated eyes pleaded for the contents. Eric laughed, “Is that what you want? Fucking chemwhore.” I nodded... looking back and forth between the bag and the ringed cock between his legs. I wanted both, but the hunger for the white crystals won. I stared the package in his strong hand and made a decision. “Yes...” Eric smiled, throwing the bag in front of me. Again, I moved forward... grabbing it and putting it in my jock pouch to keep it safe until I would need it. Feeling the plastic stick against my smooth sweaty sac with the others, I continued on... wanting more. “Yeah?” Eric mocked me... throwing yet another down between his knees. I crawled forward, reaching for the bag. “With your fucking mouth...” Eric growled sternly. Grabbing my head with his knees as I moved to grasp the bag with my teeth, he sneered. “Fucking spun out whore.” He continued to hold me there, my head tightly held between his knees as I stared at the crystal filled bag right in front of me. Then I heard it... the familiar sound of a torch being lit. I moaned at the sound of Eric inhaling what I knew to be the clouds from the glass pipe. “Shit yeah...” he exhaled, blowing the thick smoke down over me. Feeling the hot cloud drifting down over my shaved head, I struggled to inhale the little that reached me. “That is one fucking greedy cunt you have there.” Eric laughed, addressing Daddy and puppy. “Ok, whore... have some.” Eric said. Releasing me, he presented the pipe to me. My lips went to the stem and I took a series of long hits. With each one, I felt his cold eyes bore deeper into me. “Open that fucking cunt mouth and service me.” Eric said, pulling the pipe away from my lips and pushed his soft cock into my warm mouth. My mouth began to worship the ringed cock, feeling its heft on my tongue. Soon, I felt his warm blood flood in and stiffen it... the pre-cum leaking onto my tongue. I began sucking at it... willing the viscous fluid to coat my mouth. “Fucking cocksucker...” he moaned, feeling the movements of my tongue against his shaft. My cheeks formed a tight wall of flesh around it. I continued on... feeling his cock engorge and pulse... my body craving the cum within his balls. I quickened my pace... working my way over the shaft as my throat expanded to take the cock head down my throat. Suddenly, Eric pulled his hard flesh from my mouth. Moaning in frustration, I looked up at him with a look of despair. “Don’t worry whore. I got better plans for this cock.” He stood up and moved behind me... swatting my ass cheeks and spreading my thighs, exposing my plugged cunt. Making sure I felt every inch of the plug over my bloated cunt lips, he slowly began pulling. “Fuck me...” I pleaded, the hunger emanating from my cunt overtaking me as my cunt lips pulsed around my empty gaping cunt. “Get the fuck over here, puppy!” Eric yelled as puppy looked to Daddy for guidance. Daddy nodded with a devilish grin. “NOW!” Eric roared, holding the dripping plug up. “Clean,” he said, motioning to the slime covered floor beneath his hand. Immediately, puppy began to lick the floor clean... making sure he fed on every drop. In one hard push, Eric shoved the plug covered in my cunt juices deep into puppy’s cunt. “Fucking cuntpup!” Daddy yelled as puppy’s bloated cunt lips slowly surrounded the base of the plug and moved over the edges to hold it in place. I moaned as my alpha crawled back to my Daddy, knowing that my cunt slime was being absorbed by the walls of his cunt. In a flash, I felt Eric’s hands on my hips, his cock pushing past my cunt lips, invading my hungry cunt. “Oh God,” I cried out, feeling his large cock expanding my cunt and forcing its way deeper within me. Eric’s fingers began digging into me as his thrusting increased... his low-hanging balls pummeled my jock pouch containing my swollen ball sac. His crotch slammed against my ass cheeks with a loud slapping rhythm that filled the room. Faster and harder he continued, his fingers now clawing at my hips, seemingly trying to force his entire body inside me as his hips jerked. “OH FUUCK!” he yelled, collapsing on my sweaty back... his cock into the hilt as his hot chem infused cum flooded my cunt. Eric’s breathing began to calm and he pushed himself up off my back, his cock still inside me. “God, what a fuck... totally worth it.” he said to no one in particular as I hung my head relishing in the fullness of my cunt. Finally, Eric pulled out of me and I moaned at the emptiness I had come to dread. All I wanted was to be filled again... Stepping in front of me, he presented his cock. There was no need to say a word. I knew what was required... Obediently, I parted my lips and took in the cock that had filled my cunt moments before and began to feed on the now familiar mixture of my cunt juices and a man’s cum... the salt-tanged musky flavor filled my mouth. He smiled, holding my head in both his hands as he watched me suckle on his cock, lost in the taste of my cunt. Suddenly, he pushed me back and I fell to the floor. “Fucking chempig,” Eric glared as he moved to the gear bag that he had brought with him. Grabbing a metal container, he threw it at me, making a clanging sound as it hit the dark floor. “This should last you for a while, fucking chemwhore.” I remained on the floor, not knowing what was happening. “What?!” he laughed... “What the fuck do you think this was all about?!” Pointing at Daddy, he continued. “Your Daddy, wanted a chemwhore.... he had this all planned from the beginning.” I looked at Daddy and puppy for some kind of signal. Daddy stood there while puppy sat on his haunches smiling. “Get up!” Eric ordered. I hesitated... “I SAID, GET THE FUCK UP!” he roared. I stood up in disbelief. “Go take a look at yourself.” he ordered. I looked at Daddy and my alpha, but no words came from them. Slowly, I walked to the mirror and saw myself as if it was for the very first time... I now saw the results of the time I had spent with these men. The red light of the dungeon reflecting off my sweat covered smooth body revealed the months of training with puppy. My clear white skin, now covered in red welts, were manifestations of the pain that had become part of my sexual pleasure. The long session we had just had had given me an even sleeker look. My muscle definition was more pronounced... what had been just a set of abs months ago, had become a defined 6-pack now verging on 8. My hands lowered to my heavy thighs, my fingers running up and down feeling the sweat covered hairless skin against my fingertips. Lower I went... feeling the strong curves of my muscled calves, I took in the light reflecting from my sweaty thighs. Rising, I began to rub my packed jock, as my other hand moved to my mouth and began coating my fingers with my spit. Releasing the stretched-out pouch, I repeated the motions with my other hand. Satisfied, my hands moved to my ass cheeks and I began exploring. Moaning from the hunger of my cunt, my slick fingers began to move over my swollen cunt lips. “Fuck yes!” I sighed loudly, realizing that they were now more pronounced than ever. I looked to my smiling alpha. “Not quite there yet cunt...” he winked, as he walked to me holding a mason jar full of hot chem piss. I nodded in agreement, fingers invading and exploring my cunt. Releasing my cunt, I took the jar and swallowed... relishing the acrid taste of chem piss. Piss was now part of my life. A thirst that could never be quenched and revealed in the gear I now wore. My yellow piped collar, the symbol of my position, hung loosely around my neck from dehydration. I grasped it, pulling it tightly against my neck to feel the tightness that I felt the first time it was placed around my neck. I turned to my left side and saw the sweaty yellow mesh of my swimmer jock stretching to hold my swollen ball sac in my reflection. I carefully studied the prominent bulge it had created. Yet, I wanted more... How did Daddy know about that boy in high school who woke to cum soaked sheets after dreaming of walking through the locker room with engorged balls? I cupped the pouch, remembering the letdown when the saline is absorbed. Sure, Daddy makes sure to keep my sac somewhat bloated at all times, but I am at my happiest when my ball sac is fucking huge and barely contained in the pouch. Releasing my sac, I rubbed my hands across my chest, tracing the yellow piped bulldog harness tightly framing my pecs. Taking a firm grasp of my pecs, I pushed them up to reveal my tits now filling the silicone tit cups providing a constant pressure. I began to gently play with my silicone covered tits, remembering the deep pleasure I experienced having them bitten and chewed. I smiled. “Fucking happy,” Eric taunted me, breaking the moment. “What you see whore,” Eric said, grabbing his gear and walking to the entrance of the dungeon, “is what you always wanted... with a little help from them.” He nodded to Daddy. “I expect a discount from now on,” he winked on his way out. “It’s what I wanted,” I murmured, contemplating what Eric has just sadi, as Daddy shut the door to the dungeon, leaving the three of us alone. I continued standing there at the mirror as Daddy moved to the leather chair and sat down to watch my reaction. “Fucking cunt,” puppy said as he stood up and moved behind me. Grasping my collar, he began to adjust it. Feeling the tightness return, I moaned as I instinctively moved my ass cheeks against his crotch. “Let’s check out those tits,” he smiled and pulled the suction cups off my tits. “MMMMM, nice,” he groaned, wrapping his arms around me to feel my now large firm, erect tits. Holding them tightly, puppy caressed them with his thumbs bringing a long series of gasps out of me. Pinching them with his thumb and forefinger, he pulled them down away from my pecs. “Fuck yeah... fucking tits on this cuntboy” he whispered in my ear. He moved to face me, “Only the beginning.” Over his shoulder, I saw Daddy’s reflection in the mirror. Our eyes met as puppy bent his head down and took my right tit in his mouth. Daddy motioned me to keep my eyes on him as puppy began to nurse on my sensitive tit... “Fuck yeah!” I growled as the sensations of puppy’s mouth on my tit reignited the hunger in my cunt. Slowly, puppy’s hands made their way down my torso until it reached my jock. As he went to his knees, he smiled up at me. Pulling down my jock, he released my cock and ball sac as the bags of crystal fell to the floor. Kneeling, puppy took the sac in his hands, “your body is absorbing the saline.” as he removed the plastic bags stuck to my skin. He chuckled and put the pile of drugs aside. “Don’t get used to this cuntboy,” he joked as he slid his warm, wet mouth over my cock and wrapped his lips around my shaft. “Fuck!” I groaned, feeling his mouth work over my cock. The sensations were incredible... his tongue wrapped itself around my shaft teasing it... Yet... my cock remained soft. “Shit!” I sighed, realizing what that meant as I felt puppy’s hands move up to my tits and begin twisting them. “Fuck yeah, puppy! Harder!” I growled as the pressure on my pumped tits increased. My alpha's mouth continued to stimulate my shaft as I thrust my limp crystal cock into my alpha’s mouth. I didn’t care... my body had been transformed to take cock and everything that it provided. Slowly, puppy released my cock... and rose to face me, holding my cock in his hand. “You are cunt... nothing but a cunt now.” he smiled and released my cock. Pulling my jock up, I nodded and fell to my knees. “Cunt,” I sighed, knowing that I only had one purpose... to service cock. Running my tongue over my lips, I took the heavy cock head into my cunt mouth and began to pleasure my alpha. I ran my tongue around the foreskin of his veined shaft, flicking and nibbling the wide piss slit that had fed me many times. “Shit yeah,” puppy groaned. I could feel puppy’s cock begin to throb and his body stiffened as the thick cum filled my mouth. Groaning from the orgasm, puppy held my head as I breathed through my nose, his shaft still in my mouth surround by a pool of hot cum. I didn’t want to release him. I needed cock... I continued to hold his cock in my mouth as he grabbed my head and forcibly shoved his now semi-hard cock completely down my throat. I stared into puppy’s eyes. “Good boy,” I heard Daddy comment. “Hold it puppy,” he commanded and counted slowly to 15... “Ok, release now.” Still looking up at puppy, I felt him continue holding me on his cock. “RELEASE!” Daddy yelled. Giving me a stern look, he hesitated for a second and released my head. I knew what I had to do... I continued on his cock for a few more seconds and then slowly pulled off his cock, grasping at the cum on his shaft with my lips. “Good cuntboy,” he smiled, releasing a sigh of content as he leaned into me and kissed my forehead. I groaned, feeling the rough stubble on his chin rub against my bruised skin, as his warm wet tongue licked at my earlobe. “So...” Daddy asked, holding the metal box in one hand and a pipe in the other. “Whadda say now?” he taunted me. I turned to Daddy and smiled. Opening his legs wide, he motioned to me. Crawling quickly, I positioned myself inches from his cock. I opened my mouth to reveal the load of milky cum that puppy had delivered. “Swallow...” he demanded. I closed my mouth and in one large gulp fed on my alpha’s chemmed up cum load. Smiling, he placed the pipe in his mouth and lit it. Taking a deep hit, he held it in. Quickly pulling me up, Daddy let out a thick plume of smoke and I greedily inhaled... savoring the cloud. “Thank you, Daddy.” I grunted, releasing the cloud from my lungs after absorbing as much as I could. Slowly, I began to move my mouth down Daddy’s torso until I met with this dripping cock. As sweat dripped down on his balls, I took a deep breath and took in the scent of his musk laden crotch. Licking the tip, I engulfed it. With my left hand, I massaged his balls, gently rolling them around. My tongue darted out, tasting the fluids it released from the slit. Carefully moving down the shaft, I swallowed his thick cock. I continued, wanting to have his entire cock within me until I reached the base of his shaft. Slowly backing off his cock, I swallowed again with a quickening pace. I began to worship his powerful cock as his hands held my harness and pulled me further down his shaft... his PA hitting the back of my throat with every thrust. My tongue massaged his cock as my throat constricted and relaxed to urge the release I longed for. “Fucking cunt mouth,” Daddy grunted softly as I looked up into his eyes reflecting the pleasure his cuntboy was providing. I felt his hands fall to my head, holding me gently as I continued worshipping his cock. A feeling overcame me... I was where I belonged and my mouth gripped him harder. As I felt the beginnings of his orgasm, I reached up and massaged his balls, willing them to release every drop of chem-fueled cum into me. He exploded as I grasped them, trying to hold on to the contracting vessels of his cum. A volley of cum shot from him, filling my mouth. Hearing no order to swallow, I willed my mouth to hold every last drop bursting into my mouth. As he relaxed, I slowly pulled off my Daddy’s cock, determined not to lose a single drop. "Shit yeah, feed your alpha,” Daddy commanded and I turned to puppy. Placing one hand on the back of my head, puppy forced my mouth open with his tongue and I let the cum flow into his mouth. Releasing my mouth, puppy moved back and opened his mouth as I watched the pool of cum disappear down his throat. “My boys,” Daddy chuckled as he took another hit from the pipe and handed it to puppy who took two hits before passing it to me. “Go ahead, finish it... fucking cuntwhore,” Daddy laughed. Happily, to took the pipe. Finishing the shard, I released the final cloud. Months later... “On the sling, cuntboy,” puppy ordered as I entered the dungeon to prepare for the night. “Fuck yeah!” I smiled and eagerly climbed on, positioning myself, arms up and legs splayed apart. “Fucking cuntboy,” puppy growled, securing me to the chains. “You're ready,” he said, emphasizing his statement was a fact, not a question. He grabbed a pair of scissors. “Keep your eyes on me.” I nodded and my hips rose to expose my swollen cunt lips. “Fucking beautiful,” he moaned, cutting away my yellow jock. “Fucking obscene!” puppy stared in awe as he covered my crotch with a sheet. “Really?” I asked, not sure of the results. I hadn’t had a chance to see the final results. Daddy had wanted it to be part of tonight’s session. After the surgery, I had spent the last two weeks catharized and not allowed to look... “Let’s get started,” my alpha said, holding the rosebud cylinder in his hand, covering the edges with the chemmed lube. My eyes widened at the sight. “Yep,” he laughed, “Daddy ordered the largest they make.” and he handed me the hand pump. Sliding the inner rod of the lubed rosebud cylinder into my cunt, puppy grunted, “Fucking bloated cunt lips.” The chems hit my cunt walls. “Shit,” I growled, feeling my ball sac slide against the cylinder and the now familiar burning sensation warming my cunt. Feeling the outer walls against my shaved taint, I began to pump, creating a seal. “Aww fuck, yes!” I groaned, as I felt my cunt lips expand and move up the inner walls. “Shit cuntboy,” puppy chuckled as he disconnected the tube from the pump and connected two smaller cylinders, “it took me three years to get to that point... Fucking cunt lips...” It was true, somehow my cunt lips took to the pumping and were already permanently bloated to some extent. “Fuck yeah puppy,” I grinned, “but you still have to train me to present my rosebud on demand.” I joked, feeling my rosebud slowly slide up the rod. Laughing, puppy lubed my tits and grabbed two smaller cylinders, placing them on my hard pinky-sized sized tits. “Pump those fucking tits.” he ordered. “Ah fuck!” I gasped as felt my tits expand after several pumps. “OK...give that,” puppy said and took the pump from me and disconnected the tube. “More,” I begged. “Of course, cuntboy.” he said, grabbing the tubes to my cunt and tits. Grabbing the electric hand pump, he connected them and pressed the button. “AWWW FUCK!” I groaned from the low steady pressure. “Yes!” I exclaimed as the pressure on my cunt caused my hips to rise. The pressure increased and I struggled to keep still. “Breathe, cuntboy.” puppy calmly rubbed my stomach. “Enjoy the feelings.” Taking deep breaths, I nodded. My body began to surrender to the pumping. Satisfied, puppy moved to the table and produced a rig and moved to the head of the sling. “Mmmmm, yes....” I slowly growled, wanting the fix. Wrapping the tourniquet around my bicep, puppy prepped my arm and removed the orange tip of the syringe. Holding it above my vein, he teasingly motioned back and forth. “Please!” I begged. “Yeah?” puppy responded. As I felt the needle enter my vein, I sighed as the contents took on a red tinged. “Thank you,” I sighed and he pushed the chems into me. Releasing the tourniquet, he moved to turn on the tv on the wall opposite me. “OK, cuntboy,” puppy chuckled as images of slaves being fisted, fucked and abused played. “I’m going to prepare some things,” I’ll check back in a bit. Enjoying the combination of the slam and the pumping of my cunt, I laid back and admired myself in the mirror above the sling. “Fuck!” I groaned, seeing the crisscross marks prominently displayed against the pale skin of my torso. I studied my now pumped-up pecs and took a deep breath and held it, studying the subtle sucking movements of the tit cylinders now pointed downward toward the deep ridges of my abdomen. Releasing my breath, my eyes moved to the massive bulge under the sheet barely covering my crotch, between my open thighs. I began to wonder how it would compare to my high school fantasy. As I continued contemplating my new body, I felt a sudden rush of pleasure through my body. The pressure of the rosebud pump had expanded my cunt lips to a new level. Staring the cuntboy in the mirror above me, I sighed. Each pulse of pressure on my cunt sent a wave of pleasure across my entire body... Losing track of time, I closed my eyes as the pressure continued. Suddenly, I felt the cylinder feeding on my cunt release its contents with a loud slurp. “Fucking cunt,” puppy smiled as he pulled it away and held it up. Studying the size of the slicked-up ring around the inner walls, he nodded. “Fuck yeah. Those cunt lips are stretched.” I moaned, feeling the air surround my swollen cunt lips. “Grrr...” puppy growled. “All I want to do right now is feed, cuntboy.” he said, his fingers working their way across the folds of my rosebud. “It’s like finally being able to feed on myself!” I quickly raised my hips to give my alpha access and he dropped to his knees. “Feed!” I growled, pushing my cunt onto puppy’s face. “OH GOD!” I yelled as he began to chew on my bloated cunt lips, pulling them further from my body. Moving to my rosebud, he began exploring the wet folds with his tongue. “Cunt!” I yelled, offering myself to him. I couldn’t take it... my body thrashed on the sling as puppy held on to me tightly... refusing to leave my cunt... And it came, a rolling wave of pleasure emanating from my cunt. “GOD DAMMIT!” I yelled as my cunt pulsed in the wake of the anal orgasm. I took in the sight of my cunt juices dripping from my alpha’s face when he pulled off. He moved next to me... Bending down, his face moved in, inches above my face. I moaned, as the took in the musky scent emanating from him. Tilting his head to the side, he studied my face, his warm breath falling on my face. “Fucking beautiful cunt,” he sighed, “taste your fucking cunt on me.” Groaning, I lifted my head, my tongue reaching out to feed. I continued on as he positioned his face above my mouth, allowing me to access to all my fluids. My tongue greedily lapped at his face, leaving nothing but the remains of my saliva on him. Satisfied, puppy reached for my tits and removed the cylinders. “AHHH,” I moaned, feeling the blood rush to my tits as he grabbed them. “Perfect...” he smiled and released them. “Now, let’s get you geared up.” puppy said in a commanding manner. Grabbing a hood, he secured it on my head, leaving me in the dark. I started to panic in the darkness that surrounded me. Placing his hands on my pecs, he slowly spoke, “It’s ok, cuntboy. I’ll be by your side the whole time.” I nodded, trying to take deep breaths. “I’m right here,” puppy continued, his hands moved down my torso and began to massage the massive bulge between my legs. My hips rose, wanting it to continue until I felt him grasp the cloth and toss it aside. I took a deep breath as the warm air surrounded my heavy ball sac. Denied sight, my other senses began to heighten. I immediately felt the skin holding my balls being stretched as they hung down and rested on the leather sling. I longed to see my transformation. Sensing my thoughts, puppy chuckled. “Almost time, cuntboy.” I nodded, not needing to say a word. My alpha knew me. Next, I felt the ankle restraints released from their corresponding chains. I remained still, waiting for their removal. “Daddy wants them on,” puppy said, positioning my legs together as my wrists remained secured. Hearing the familiar footsteps of my alpha begin to diminish, I grunted... worrying that I had been left alone. “I’m still here,” he said as his footsteps neared and stood between my legs. Spreading my feet slightly, he slowly pulled the familiar mesh and elastic fabric up my legs. I nodded, feeling the fabric slide up my muscular thighs and I raised my hips to allow the waistband to settle above my ass. Upon the pouch reaching my upper thighs, I felt the tightness of the waistband pull against my lower back as puppy began to work it over my sac. The pressure increased as the waistband slid over my bloated sac. “Fuck cuntboy,” puppy laughed as he pushed my cock down past the waistband and released it with a snap. I remained still, feeling the sensation of the tight mesh pressing against my cock and balls. With the release of my wrists, I was free but remained in the sling, waiting for my directions. “Up...” he commanded, his arm sliding underneath me and guiding me off the sling to my feet. Trying to find my balance, I hesitated... “What the fuck!?” I thought as I felt the heavy pressure between my legs forcing me to spread them wider. The skin surrounding the sac tingled from the stretching. I didn’t know if I could handle it. Seeing my reaction, puppy reach out and held my sac to relieve some of the pressure. “It’s fucking beautiful, cuntboy... you’ll get used to it.” I nodded, recalling the loads of cum I released on those long-ago nights. Gently, he released my sac and the pressure increased slightly. “It’s time.” puppy said, checking the clock. Taking my hand, he led me out of the dungeon. Heading to the garage, I took small steps. Patiently, puppy walked beside me, “It’s ok, you’ll get used to it. Move your thighs closer together with each step... your balls hung low before... you didn’t fucking walk bow-legged, did you? Just fucking think about that obscene bulge you’ll be showing off.” I smiled... thinking about what he just said and began to move my legs together, pushing my ball sac forward onto my thighs. I let out a deep growl at the sensation. “That’s it cuntboy,” puppy urged me on as I felt the weight of my sac shift forward. Reaching the garage, puppy led me in and I felt the coolness of the concrete floor as the image of the place filled my mind. In the corner stood a 6’ x 6’ x 6’ cage containing a black rubber encased twin size mattress... a drainage hole located along the corner allowed us the piss play that I craved. This was my alpha’s and my place when Daddy wished to be alone. Leading me forward, I heard the gate open and I ducked as we entered the cage. Feeling the edge of the mattress, I fell on all fours, presenting my cunt to my alpha. Sliding his hands along my cunt lips, he gently climbed on the mattress and positioned me next to himself and held me. “Fucking slut...” he chuckled as we settled in. A while later, I didn’t know... the darkness had made me lose track of time, I felt puppy gently nudge me. “Damn,” I thought, I must have fallen asleep. “Wake up, cuntboy. It’s time.” he said as I felt the stem of the pipe between my lips. “Fucking spin out, cunt.” he said, lighting the torch. Grasping the pipe tightly with my lips, I inhaled deeply and held it in. “OK, cuntboy.” puppy laughed as his lips met mine. I released the large cloud into his lungs. “Another... cuntwhore,” he ordered, placing the pipe to my mouth and heating the shard. Eagerly, I continued... taking all that my alpha gave me. As the chems flowed through my veins, my body began to warm... My swollen cunt began to throb with the hunger for cock. Feeling puppy’s fingers work my cunt lips, I raised my hips offering myself for more of the crystal. Grabbing me, he lifted me to my knees “Yeah?” puppy growled as he lit the torch one more time, “Fucking cuntwhore is back. Let’s go.” and he pushed me out of the cage. I quickly came to my feet. The rush of chems flowing through me blocked out any hesitation that I had. I stood there as puppy moved quietly around me, yet I knew he was there. After a minute, I bowed my head and felt my alpha adjusting my collar and tag. Attaching my leash, he pulled me down on all fours, “Come,” he scowled, and led me back to the dungeon. Reaching the dungeon, puppy pulled me up by my leash and I stood. “Close your eyes,” he ordered, removing my hood. I took a deep breath as I felt the cooling sweat from the hood evaporate. “Ready cuntwhore?” puppy asked and I nodded. I heard the door slowly open and I walked in. “Open your eyes, cunt.” puppy whispered in my ear. Slowly, my eyes opened. Even with the dimness of the red light, my eyes still needed to adjust. Then I saw them... “Fuck yeah,” I moaned, growling at sight of a collared boy on my Daddy’s cock. The ginger-haired boy couldn’t have been older than 20. His smooth muscled body was covered in sweat from the workout that Daddy had surely put him through. My eyes moved down his body taking in the deep crevices his muscles created in the dim light. “Shit yeah...” I moaned as I moved to see the dripping fat cock jutting up from his shaved crotch. Underneath the shaft, lay two fat orbs capable of producing streams of cum. I smiled remembering my first night, of course he would be shaved. My cunt lips began to throb, wanting to feel that shaft fill me. “So, what do you think cunt?” puppy asked, placing his hands on my shoulders and resting his chin. “Yes!” was all I could answer as I continued studying the boy. “Look at the arch, he’s fucking presenting cunt.” puppy grinned and pushed his swelling cock into my back. We continued, discussing the boy like a piece of meat. Glancing back at puppy, I asked what I knew to be true. “Is this what it was like before that night? Did you discuss me?” Pushing his cock further against my back, he grunted. Then we heard it, Daddy’s tell... he was about to feed the boy. “Fuck!” Daddy exclaimed as he held the boy’s head against his crotch and shot a heavy load down his throat. Watching for the boy’s next move, we stood still. “YES!” we both exclaimed loudly as he continued on Daddy’s cock, his throat muscles continuing to milk our Daddy’s shaft. At the sound of us, the boy quickly fell back... Yes, he was just like me... not expecting anyone else to be here. The boy sat on his haunches, not knowing what to say. “Boy...” Daddy, stated matter-of-factly, “The one in red is puppy... the spun-out whore there in yellow is, he paused, cuntboy... this is boy.” Seeing boy’s reaction, I looked at puppy. Smiling, he motioned me to look at the mirror. Slowly, I moved forward... past the muscled boy staring at me on the floor. “OH FUCK!” I moaned... It was the first time I had seen it... my ball sac was fucking obscene!... my hands moved to melon sized yellow mass between my legs as my fingers traced the edges of the stretched-out mesh barely containing my sac. There was no way I would be able to hide this. “Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” boy repeated as I continued to take it in. “Well,” Daddy impatiently asked... I looked up, seeing Daddy reflection as he watched my reaction to the reveal. “Fuck yes!” I growled... “This is what I always wanted!” I grinned, holding my sac with both hands feeling the weight pulling down on my sac. “Thank you, Daddy!” Smiling, Daddy motioned me to continue as he moved to boy. Releasing my sac, I saw what he was talking about... “Fuck!” I moaned, seeing the hard-erect inch long cones of flesh. Raising my hands to my pecs, I traced the silver-dollar sized areolas with my fingers as the leather wrist restraints rubbed against my swollen pecs. I moved to grasp my tits... feeling the hard tissue that had formed. “Yes, fucking permanently hard tits,” Daddy growled. “You like those, boy?” he asked, reaching down and twisting boy’s tits. Letting out a grunt, boy nodded, still speechless. Laughing, puppy moved to me holding a mirror. “One last thing,” he said, placing the mirror underneath me. Giving him a wink, I spread my legs and crouched to reveal the bloated mound of flesh that my cunt lips had become. I willed my cunt to close and my gape disappeared, leaving the cratered mass of my bloated cunt lips protruding over an inch and a half. “Shit yeah... fucking cunt.” I moaned as my cunt expanded and released its musky juices onto the glass. I fell to my knees to signify the acceptance of my transformation and began to clean the mirror with my tongue. Pulling me up, puppy laughed and turned me to the mirror again and held me tight. Reaching up to my collar, he grasped the shiny tag in his hand. Looking directly into my eyes, he revealed the inscription, “Cunt.” I smiled and dropped to my knees. “I know this may be a bit much for you boy,” Daddy calmly said, as he stood behind boy, his hands squarely on the now kneeling boy’s shoulders. “But I think somewhere in you, it fucking turns you on.” Daddy smirked as he motioned to boy’s still throbbing cock. It was true... throughout the reveal, that fat cock jutted out from his smooth crotch! I moaned, the hunger and cravings for the white crystals overtaking me. Seeing this, puppy grabbed one of the glass pipes and packed it tightly. “Please!” I begged as my alpha ignored me and moved to boy. Taking the pipe, boy held it in his mouth as puppy knelt and lit the bowl. “Good boy,” Daddy squeezed his shoulders and boy inhaled deeply. “Fucking boy!” puppy growled as the thick cloud of smoke slowly escaped through his nostrils and my alpha fed him another. Seeing the effects take, puppy moved in... Their lips meeting... Their tongues clashing as they devoured each other in a drug fueled lust. With a devilish grin, puppy released boy's mouth and whispered in his ear. He placed the pipe back in boy’s mouth and handed him the torch. With a smirk, boy lit the pipe and inhaled. Blowing the smoke in my direction as I whimpered. Spreading his legs, boy held the pipe in front of his cock. His hands jerked up and down, motioning me forward. “YES!!” I growled loudly. I crawled between boy’s legs... my lips moving to the pipe. Pulling the pipe back into his mouth, boy growled and nodded to his cock. I smiled and took boy’s cock into my mouth as he let out one word, “Cunt...” The End

This feedback almost makes me want to start an official club just for men I've knocked up. 😉

John and Sam pulled me up off the mattress and put me in the sling. Restraints went around my feet and ankles. Nolan moved a stool in front of my ass, and pulled the drawers closer to him, while Sam put a gas mask over my head. Nolan had applied some lube to his gloves and began working his meaty fingers into my hole. I could see John and Will on the bed; John tied down with a ball gag while Will lightly paddled him. I started feeling Nolan hitting deeper in my guts with his fingers, and precum leaking out of my rock hard dick. Sam attached something to the gas mask, but it wasn't a tube. It was a bag. i realized this was another version of breath control that Sam loved. i started getting light headed as Sam stood by my head, tweaking his and mine nipples. Suddenly Nolans fingers were gone, and replaced by a medium sized dildo. He began aggressively working it into my hole. "Fuck, I thought Sam was exaggerating when he told me about this pussy, but he was right". My hole gripped the dildo as he maneuvered it in and out, my precum soaking the jockstrap. Occasionally Sam would release a little valve on the bag allowing fresh air into the mask; and I could hear John moaning as Will had put a vibrator in his cunt and was edging his cock with a vibrator. This went on for about 15 minutes, before Will called out "Hey you guys want to switch for a bit?". Nolan left the dildo in my hole, as him and Sam moved to the bed where Jake was. "I prefer something with a bit more girth", he smirked at me. He pulled the dildo out and it was replaced by a large plug. It sat fairly comfortably in me, but then Will started working his fingers inside along it, stretching my pussy out. I started moaning more and more, he could tell it was becoming painful, I had never been stretched that much before. He took the bag off, fiddled with something on the bench, then replaced it. Only this time there was a swab soaked with poppers in the bag. I inhaled and after a couple minutes rebreathing the poppers, my pussy was as loose as ever. "Fuck", will groaned as he slid the plug out and looked at my gaping hole. i could feel air rushing in as it opened and closed. "Hey, I gotta piss", Sam called out. "Yea me too", said Will. "Lets give John a break". They untied him from the bed, and all stood around for a couple minutes, drinking water and some beer while I just hung in the sling. "Hey, lets cut the new kid some slack, I'm sure he's thirsty too", Nolan said. Will moved over to me and removed the mask from my head, I gasped at the fresh air. "You need something to drink little cub?" "Yes", I gasped. "Ok open up". Suddenly I had Will's cock in my mouth. Other than the time Sam had pissed in me I'd never done water sports. He started pissing in my mouth, and I'm proud to say that I drank it all and didn't spill a drop. Jake moved over and repeated the process. "Look who I found wandering upstairs", Nolan joked. I didn't realize he had gone upstairs, but there was someone else with him and I almost vomited up all the piss. There in the basement, naked with me in the sling and five bears, was my ex, Curt. "Holy shit Matt!?", he exclaimed gawking at me in the sling. "Whoa, wait you two know each other?" Nolan asked in mixed disbelief and amusement. "Yea, we dated for like five months. I didn't know this was the boy you were having when I mentioned I would be passing through town." At this point Sam looked visibly concerned, he knew my history with my ex but clearly had no idea he would be the other guy Nolan invited. And Nolan seemed genuinely shocked at the scenario. "We were never this wild though, looks like you've done a good job breaking him in". Nolan replied with "Well your welcome to stay, he doesn't say much and just takes it like a good little cub if you wanna stay", Nolan said. "Fuck yea, I miss those holes. Some of the best I've had". Sam leaned down and whispered "Are you ok with this?" visibly concerned (again, dominant but always wants whats best for me). I decided not to think about it too hard and nodded. He may have been borderline sociopathic, but I'd had some of the best sex of my life with Curt. Plus, I knew that Sam would never let anything happen. "Well he's been super thirsty, so we've been helping him hydrate", Will said. "Perfect, cause I have to piss bad". Kurt stuck his 8.5in cock in my mouth, and I swallowed every last drop. By this point I thought I was going to explode. "Don't want to have him getting sick, I'll just go in the other one", Sam said as he removed the cod piece from his jock and stuck it in my cunt. He stood there for a minute releasing a forceful stream into my pussy. "Ok, my turn then back to business," said Nolan as he removed his own rubber piece, and out sprang a gorgeous 9in uncut cock. Sam had put the poppers hood back on me, which was good cause I needed all the help I could get. Nolan slowly inched into me, and when I felt his pubes on my ass, released his stream. Something about his throbbing cock triggered something inside me, and before I could control it my own cock was leaking piss everywhere. "Fuck we must be doing a good job", Will exclaimed. He had blindfolded John and put his hand in some ceiling restraints and was edging him. It was Sams turn to use my battered hole while Nolan and Curt sucked each other. After about an hour, Will exclaimed "Ok, I gotta bust a load in that pussy". Sam moved to stand at my head, as Will sunk his cock right into me: aided by the copious lube and piss that was leaking out. He started with long deep strokes, and made sure to just barely pull out before plunging back in. After fifteen minutes his breathing changed and exclaimed "Fuck, I'm going to cum". He leaned in as I felt my first load of the night. "Fuck, I'm going to look forward to more of that when I can". He moved away and was replaced by Jake; who although had been a bottom clearly wanted to breed me. He jack hammered away and must have been very close before because it didn't take long before he yelled and gave me my second load. "You're gonna make a great addition to our friend group." Now it was Kurt's turn. He slammed into me with no warning, and I groaned into the mask. "Fuck I don't know why I ever let you break up with me. If I had known you would turn into this little pig I'd have tried a lot harder". At this point I was moaning in ecstasy. "Yea, we're gonna have to rethink our arrangement", Kurt said as sweat poured off him and he added his load. Now it was Nolan's turn. He was more forgiving but still forceful as he entered me. As he started fucking me I became aware of another sensation in my hole though, and could tell he was trying to get as deep as possible. Suddenly I felt something give in my body and the strangest sensation of my life, and he had smiled. That was the first time I had a guy breach my second sphincter. "Fuck I'm gonna have you around all the time now", he said and then bellowed as he came deeper in me than anyone before. Finally Sam took his place, he fucked me forcefully but held me gently, dumping his load in me after ten minutes. "i love you boy", he whispered as he used his rock hard cock to massage everyone's cum into me. They spent the next couple hours dumping loads and more piss in me, until finally exhausted they all went upstairs. Sam and Nolan took me down from the sling, I was exhausted and couldn't stand. They got me into a shower and cleaned me inside and out, before putting me into a yellow and blue jock strap. They helped me into bed and shut the lights off, then got into bed with me. Nolan kissed my neck as Sam slid his meaty paw into my cheeks, and I fell asleep squeezed between two of my bears. ................................................

Do Not EVER do this! You could’ve easily wound up needing to go to the ER. I’ve heard too many horror stories. Don’t be that person.

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

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”’

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

lt's fun to meet a faggot to fuck it and piss on it but sometimes its fun to just piss on some whore with no warning at all. lt really puts them in their place and reminds them that I have no respect for them as a person. One time l was in a porntheatre and one of the regular community fuckholes was there so when he came over and got on his knees to blow me l made him take off all his clothes and hand them to me. Skinny little 110 pound faggot so the old trolls loved breeding him. So I offered his ass and mouth to a few other randoms and pulled out a huge dildo and rammed it up his ass to fuck the loads into him.After I fucked the whore doggystyle on the dirty floor l made him fuck my load in with the dildo on his hands and knees on the floor and pissed all over him. Even got him to look up so I could piss in his face. Another time @LittleCumSewerwas in a public restroom at the mall taking loads naked in a stall and I went in and pissed on him then pulled him out of the stall naked and bent him over the sinks and fucked him up the ass with a couple guys watching soaked in my piss. Do you ever just piss on a faggot without him asking for it or warning it?

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

Smooth sub boy looking for breeding. [deleted]: wwwslut

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

He looked to be about 50. Salt and pepper hair with a beard. Wasn't quite a bear, he had the look of a guy that used to be big into working out but stopped. Both arms were covered in tattoos. "Fuck this is a nice hole. Thanks for the invite Connor." "No problem, I figured you wouldn't want to pass up helping to break in a cub in training". I was able to move my head a bit and saw that in addition to Sam, Connor, and Nolan; there were four or five other guys in the room, including the one currently fucking me. "Here boys, I don't want to cum yet, someone else have a turn", the man said. He stepped away and his spot was filled by a college-type jock I had danced with at the club. "Fuck when Connor told me what they had planned for you, I knew I had to get in on it", he said. His dick was average but also pierced. Fortunately I had enough lube and poppers in my system at this point that he slid right in. I moaned as I felt his piercing probe my prostate. "Fuck, I need to get in there. Hold on". Sam maneuvered me so that Connor could slide in underneath. With some pressure and patience, he got his own pierced cock inside me next to the jocks. I saw stars from how much they had stretched me. He just left his cock in there while the jock steadily fucked me. After awhile his breath quickened and I could feel him shoot his load. "Fuck man that was great, haven't DP someone in awhile". He slid out but Connor stayed in. I saw Sam above me, and he closed the blinders back over my eyes again. "More exciting not knowing who's in there isn't it?" Someone forced their cock in me. I groaned and bit the gag, this has to have been Nolan from the size. At this point it felt like I was being split in two. He fucked me for a bit but didn't cum. After awhile, several cocks, and 5 more loads, Connor withdrew his cock (I was amazed that having all those guys rubbing up against his dick inside me didn't make him cum). Suddenly the blinders were removed again. When I looked around, I could see twice as many men as before, none of them the same as the original ones. Suddenly Nolan was at my hole, eating the cum that was leaking out. "Fuck, I love eating a cummy hole". Him and Sam took turns eating me out. "You're going to get to watch this next round", Connor whispered. First up was a college twink that couldn't have been more than 20. His dick was thin and curved, but you could tell he was inexperienced because he came in about 2 minutes. Next was a leather daddy I had seen at the bar and made out with a bit dancing. "Fuck, I could tell at the bar what a little cum dump you are." He fucked me for a solid ten minutes before giving me his load. After that I lost track of who was fucking me. It ranged from college twink to muscle daddy to obese bear and chubby grandpa. All in all I would say I took at least 20 loads. After the group left, the three of them had one final event: Connor slid under me again and into my hole. Sam pushed his big daddy cock in next to him. Together they fucked me until Sam came. He slid out, and in went Nolan, also adding his load and a few seconds later Connor broke through my second sphincter and came deep in me, flooding my ass deeper with all the loads of the night. He got up, and was replaced with Nolan and Sam, who wanted to cum in me together as well. I stayed like that for a few minutes, pinned between them with their cocks in me and all that cum plugged up. Finally they moved off and replaced their cocks with a massive plug, that somehow fit comfortably. They untied me and lowered me down, my legs and arms weak and stiff. "Now it's time for one last thing". Connor took off the latex cod piece, and my own cock sprang out, slick from the cum I had been leaking. "I love fucking a guy, but I was told yours is amazing to see and wanted to try myself", he said as he scooped up some cum that had leaked down my legs, slathering it on his hole and then impaling himself on my cock. "Oh fuck", he said in ecstasy. I'm of average length but pretty thick, he sank to the base in one motion. I could feel other loads in there, and realized that in between topping me, he himself had been getting fucked. He rode me nonstop for ten minutes, but finally I couldn't take it and exploded deep in him. He collapsed on me, panting as I felt those loads coating my insides, and also my cock still in him. I was still hard, so I rolled him over and torturing his nipples I started fucking him. "Fuck yes, give me that load. Been getting them all night, lets see if you give as good as", he exclaimed. I shot another load deep in him, and we collapsed on the bed a sweaty, cummy mess. ...........................................

Here's my take on DP, having seen my boy get DP'ed, and he LOVED it. Both tops, married to each other, had experience with DP. They called it 'their specialty.' One guy had a long and thin dick. The other had a fat shorter cock. Both took a viagra to be as rock-hard as possible for a long time. All three of us took turns on my boy's bare hole. We got him well warmed up and loosened. The guy with the shorter fatter cock laid down on his back, and my boy sat down on his cock, riding him. He leaned forward so they could make out. The guy with the longer dick mounted him. I jerked off as their cocks split my boy's hole wide open. I then stood on the bed facing the guy most on top. He blew me while he and his husband railed my boy DP. The guy on the bottom stayed relatively still, planted deep, and the other guy did the actual fucking. They both filled my boy's hole up with their seed until it leaked out in streaks when they both pulled out.

A couple weeks later I was at work and my phone pinged with a message from Nolan. He said him and Sam had rented a hotel in Boston for New Years Eve and gotten tickets to an event at one of the gay bars in Boston; asking if I wanted to tag along. I smiled and replied I'd love to. "Great!! Btw our other friend is going to tag along. He's from NH too but couldn't make it to the party the other night. Don't worry I already showed him your pic, he doesn't know you LOL." I responded that I was looking forward to it and chuckled. I hadn't heard from Curt since that night in the basement, but not surprising. I was sure it wasn't the last I'd see him but for now the closure was good enough. The next couple weeks went by quickly but with no sex; everyone was busy with the holidays. Finally NYE rolled around. I got to Sams house and he loaded a small and large black duffel into my car. "We always pack a lot when we travel", he said with a wink. He also had a gift for me: my own gas mask, some poppers, and a cock cage "We'll get you into that later", he said with a long kiss. We picked up Nolan who also had two bags. The two hour drive to the city gave us time to catch up. We checked into the hotel around 4. When we were in the room, they each took a small bottle out of their bags and tossed one to me. "What is it?", I asked. "Generic liquid Viagra. Don't worry, you'll be able to control your boner, it just makes them wild when you do get one for a day or two". I downed it, gagging a little at the foul taste. We spent the next hour just chilling naked, enjoying each others company, when there was a knock at the door. Nolan answered it and their friend entered, giving him and Sam two big kisses. "You must be Matt, right? I'm Connor", he said surprising me with a hug. I wasn't sure what I was expecting, but Connor surprised me. He must have only been a few years older than me, blonde hair and green eyes. He wasn't quite a cub but clearly worked out. He was offered one of the bottles we had each had and downed it. We chatted for awhile before going to the bar downstairs for dinner. Turns out he had graduated from the same university as me the year I was a freshmen. "Yea, I was one of those basic frat gays. Headless Grindr torso and everything. Then I moved to Boston for awhile but back to NH about a year ago. We all met two years ago when I still lived in the city at an event". After dinner we went back upstairs and changed into bathing suits to use the hot tub and pool. We were all a little buzzed and the warm water didn't help. We behaved ourselves since there were other people there but Sam kept massaging my thigh. Both Nolan and Connor were very preoccupied with their phones. Eventually we made our way back to the room and got cleaned up before going out. Nolan and Sam were in black boots, jeans and harnesses with ball caps. Connor had opted for a belly shirt that showed off his muscles and booty shorts. I split the difference with a harness under a tank top and shorts. We drank a little bit before ordering the cab. When we got to the club, it was already packed with guys. By the looks of it, it was mostly geared towards daddy's and leather types, with a lot of guys my age. I found myself dancing with all three of them and even some random guys I had never met, but Connor seemed to know. At one point in the tiny bathroom, two guys exited a stall and Nolan pulled me in, giving me a quick blowjob. Once midnight hit, we all made out with each other, and I had some of the guys I was dancing with kiss me too. We didn't stay much after that, we had other things to tend to at the hotel. We got into the room, still sweaty from the dancing and the people. Nolan looked at me and began kissing me. We spent a few minutes groping each other, exploring our bodies while Sam and Connor did the same on the bed. "We gotta get ready", Nolan said slipping into the bathroom and pulling me with him. "Tonight, you're gonna get fucked in this". It was a red and black latex body suite, something I had never worn before. He oiled me up and helped me into it. It covered everything up to my wrist and ankles and neck. Next he put me in red knee high socks, and black boots with red harness. He told me to lay on the bed and wait for him. When I got out of the bathroom, Sam and Connor had changed too. Sam was wearing black leather boots and pants with a harness and hat. I assumed Connor was going to be another bottom, because he just wore a harness with latex briefs. Nolan exited the bathroom, wearing something similar to me, only his suit didn't cover everything. "Get on your knees", he growled at me. I knelt down, and the three of them stood around me and pulled their cocks out. As always I was amazed by Nolans meaty uncut dick, and Sams. But Connor's was a surprise: it was about 7in cut, and very thick. Not as thick as my Atlanta daddy but probably close. The real surprise though was the PA through the head, and the four piercings under his shaft forming a ladder. I began sweating profusely in the suit: the combination of the stimulant, alcohol, and the thought of that monster going in me were starting to combine. I began sucking on all three of them. Connor's was the strangest, the taste of metal in combination to the thickness and PA hitting the back of my throat was a whole new experience. Eventually Sam lifted me up, put restraints on my wrists and put me against the wall for fifteen minutes of his favorite past time: skull fucking me with nowhere to go except more onto his dick; coating it with throat slime. This was while Nolan rimmed Connor, who was giving him a blowjob. Finally Sam pulled me up and released my wrists. "On the bed little cub", he growled. I got on all fours but he flipped me onto my back. Nolan and Connor had just finished assembling a long black bar with rivets. They put my wrists and ankles in the spreader so that my ass was exposed on the bed, and looped rope from the end rivets to the bed posts so I wasn't going anywhere. Sam put a hood over me, but this one was new: it had blinders on it with the bag and an inflatable pump. After it was zipped over my head, I heard pumping and rubber going into my mouth: a hood with a gag. "Now we can have some real fun", Nolan whispered as someone unzipped the ass part of the suit. I felt a lube applicator going in, followed by a large dildo. I could hear the other two around me but not see, so I had no idea who was at my hole. The poppers filled the mask and before long I was in heaven and my hole kept getting looser. Finally the dildo was traded for a large plug, but at this point my cunt was so loose from all the use the past couple of weeks I barely felt it. After however long, the plug was removed, and a cock filled its space. It was huge and no metal. "Nolan", I thought. He didn't fuck me for very long before retreating, and a new one went in. "Sam", recognizing the length. He withdrew without cumming and I started sweating more. Sure enough, I felt Connor's cold PA at my hole. "Get ready, I'm gonna mess that pussy up". I was shocked at how aggressive he turned out to be. As his thick cock made its entry, my ass stretched but wasn't prepared for the extra pieces. He entered slowly, each piercing sliding in with a plop until I felt his trimmed pubes on my ass. "That could have been worse", I thought to myself. The real adventure though was him pulling back out. I felt like I was being unzipped as each piercing dragged across my hole. I bit into the gag and gave a muffled yell. "Don't worry, I'll go easy on ya, for now", he said. He picked up a pace lightly fucking me, letting me get used to his thick metal monster. After 10 minutes he exited and Sam's went back in. By this point the poppers and tingling from my hole had me lost in lust. I stopped paying attention to who's dick was inside me, I was just enjoying being filled and used. Suddenly there was light. Blinded for a minute, I realized the blinders had been removed. I tilted my head up to see who was fucking me. Except I didn't know. A complete stranger had their dick in me, with Sam, Nolan, and Connor grinning at his sides. ...................................

Part 4 Dirk moved his cock back to the sluts hole, he was going to destroy the dumb sluts ass to make sure that his toxic cum takes hold of the slut blood vessels. He loves to breed dumb whores like Mike. He was trying to go as deep as possible in Mikes ass, soon he was feeling the entrance of Mike second ring. The slut could only moan in full pleasure. How does it feel babes are you feeling good, Mike was nodding yes like crazy. Baby did you take prep before you came to me????? Mike could only move with his face, just saying no. Hmmm you naughty boy, you know it is dangerous playing unprotected and let strangers fuck you; i guess you are a slut loving to live dangerous and on the edge. Daddy will take good care of you, no need to chase around anymore to find toxic loads, daddy has everything you need deep in my balls here, and it will go all up to your ass baby. The guys where edging Dirk on to poz the slut on, to breed the whore, make him a member of the poz brotherhood. Mike was listening to Dirks words, but could not make anything of it, he was just enjoying the ride, he needed to be fucked, he hopes Dirk would never stop fucking him. He was falling in love witht this guy, he had never a feeling like this, he never experienced such kind of sex. Dirk was pushing deeper in the whores ass making sure his dick was touching all sides of the cunts asswalls, and hopefully cause a bit of damage. The caverject was working well on his dick, the stuff did do wonders, better then this lame fuckpills. With the caverject he was able to cum up to 7 times per night, and the amounts where always very royal, enough to breed some unwilling whores. The bitch was in heat, he could feel his asswalls milking his dick for the precious carg, but Dirk was not ready to shoot just yet. He had to do a bit more damage to the cunts ass. He was pulling his dick back from the cunt, and getting out of bed. Mike was moaning and shaking his head in dispair, he wanted the dick back in his ass, he was making crazy noises to beg for the dick plugging his ass but without any result. No worry whore, your ass will be filled again real quick, just a bit patience i have to call some mates first, they might like your cunt aswell. Dirk was taking a large black dildo and was aiming for the cunts ass, he smacked some crisco on the cunts ass, and on the dildo, and did start to insert the dildo in the winking pucker. The slut was moaning hard, Dirk knew that it must be painfull, because the dildo is oversized but that was the general idea. Slowly he was turning the dildo in opposite directions nd in the meantime going deeper in the cunts hole. When the dildo was lodged deep, he cleaned his hands and did take his mobile phone. Dirk was making some pictures of the whore bounded, face down, cuffed, blindfolded and high as a kite with a large dildo sticking out of his cunt for his buddies. He ckecked the pictures he made, and they where first class hard porn, he was moving to the front of Mike and did move his phone from foto modus to film modus. He grabbed the hair of Mike and tugged on his hair while filming the face of the whore, he filmed the painfull grimass of Mike and started talking to him. "You like daddies dick babes? You like to get fucked by my bare dick baby, you want daddy shoot up your neg cunt babes. Although it was painfull to move his face due to the grip of hair by Dirk, the cunt was nodding like crazy and moaning like a pig. You want daddy to invite some friends to play? Some more dicks to play and breeding your cunt? Dirk moved back to the back of the cunt, loosening the cuffs and removing the gagg from the whores face, but keeping him blindfolded. The slut was smacking and licking his lipps, obvious very thristy. Dirk did take a bottle of water and handed it to the whore so he could take a drink, and he kept filmi,g the whole time. The bitch was so high he could tell, his face was flushed and his hair did stick to his face. Tell me Mike do you want me to invite some friends to play with you? Mike was unsure what to say, was Dirk testing him? When he would say yes, he might think that he had not enough by one partner, and maybe when he would say no, Dirk could be insulted not letting him inviting his friends. Suddenly he was slapped hard in the face, his cheek was stinging like crazy after the slap, Mike was schocked by the sheer violence. Dirk was making sure that he filmed the shock on the face of Mike, and to the pleasure of the internet viewers. Tell me what you want whore, my friends are awaiting your answer Mike, speak to me!!!!!! Mike did follow his heart, he needed to be fucked, he was desperate for cock so he did reply. Please Sir fuck me, please invite your friends, but please do not hurt me, i do whatever you want, but please do not hit me. Bang, another slap followed, what do you want bitch, tell me. Mike was close to tears, but did feel excitement to, please Sir invite your friends to fuck me Sir, i need your cocks deep inside me. Slap, another one in the face, beg for it whore i want to hear if you want our loads up your neg cunt, beg me bitch. Please Sir can i have your cum please, can i be fucked and filled by your friends? That was all Dirk needed to persuade his friends, not that they needed any persuasion, they where good gifters to neg cunts, and they where heavily pierced and tattooed. Dirk was going to the back of Mike and was pushing him into the doggy position, yanking out very rough the dildo which brought out a scream of Mike and he was pushing his dick into the gaping hole of the whore. He watched the guys on the net who where watching, and there where some guys severe wanking their pozdicks. Time to bring out the big guns to get the party starting. He was calling Hugo, his best friend, Hugo was partnered with James they where so long together that they almost did look identical to each other. Hugo and James where 2 big bears heavily tattooed and pierced and proud to be poz. They where both tops, and into heavy scenes and did like making porn where they would convert stupid cunts into the poz world. They had a close relationship to Dirk, and they often did share their prey with Dirk, and vice versa. The phone was ringing, and James did answer the phone on speaker while Hugo was sitting next to him. Whats up buddy, how is it hanging????? Dirk smirked and said, hihihi not hanging boys, just parked my hard dick in a destroyed ass of a neg cunt, he is high as a kite and begging for Dick, are you interested???? Hmmm sounds good, answered James and Hugo together. Will send you a vid in a sec, so you can make up your mind, the whore is begging to be pozzed, so bring your heavy dicks, and but in your best PA so we can give him what he wants. The boy likes it rough so do not hold back. I am deepdicking him now, and he will get his first poz load right know, 2 weeks of toxic cum ready to fill his neg cunt. Hmmmm Dirk poz the cunt Hugo was shouting out.

Had a respite from quarantine with my favorite daddy (who's also been very good about quarantining). We both couldn't take it anymore so he came over and fucked me deep. My ass is still full of his cum.

Sounds GREAT!

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...

I've recently started to get gangbanged , I've had loads of threesomes. Recently I've started meeting an older guy who has his own house , he likes to watch bottoms get used , he has a set of rules though Only 1 bottom Bareback only Extreme sex i.e huge toys and watersports, rough , no lube First 1 he organised for me was for himself and 3 guys, he contacted me the following day to return for another with 6 guys.

I left the hospice and headed straight for the park. I had heard that cruising could be pretty hot in the evening. The park actually closes at dusk but guys must park close by and walk in. from what I understand it can we get pretty wild in the woods there at night. It was almost desk when I arrived, my cock was hard in my pants already. I decided to park at an old restaurant about a quarter mile from the park entrance. I pulled in and parked my car in the back corner where couldn’t be seen from the road. I got out of the car and open the trunk. I stripped down there in the parking lot and put my street clothes in the trunk of the car. I pulled out my gym bag and put on a pair of basketball shorts and a tight T-shirt. I was going commando. I wanted it as a little between me and hard cock as possible. The T-shirt showed my nice broad chest and the basketball shorts showed off my ass. I slipped on some running shoes locked up the car, and took a jog down the road to the park. I took a turn into the park and jogged almost all the way up right to the restrooms. The restrooms were an old cinderblock building with men’s on one end and women’s on the other end. I decided to Check out the toilets before I went back in the woods. There were still plenty of light. I pushed open the outer door and it’s squeaked really loud. I stepped through the inner door and stood for a minute while my eyes were adjusting to the dim light. As my eyes adjusted I became aware of a man leaning back against the wall opposite me. He looked to be in his 40s probably just over 6 feet tall. His body was lean,nhis face was angular. He has short hair And salt and pepper stubble on his face. His eyes were smoky and he oozed sensuality. he wore a sleeveless flannel shirt unbuttoned all the way. He had a nicely hairy toned torso and a pair of jeans that rode low and showed the V pointing down to a really fat package. He was wearing black work boots scuffed up and untied at the tops. The fucker leered at me as I scanned him up and down the lust on my face obvious. “ like what you see faggot? “ He said. His voice was husky and sensual. This fucker just oozed sex and sexuality. Every time he moved his body was somehow suggestive and a little obscene. His hips were slightly thrust out. The bulge in his jeans was growing. My cock tented in my shorts. This man’s presence was causing every perverted thought I could have to rise in my brain. ”Yeah. I do like what I see.” I said stepping to the middle of the room. He reached down and flipped open the top button of his jeans. It was all I could do not to rush over fall in my knees lower his zipper and take whatever was in there out. Take it deep into my throat. I couldn’t believe how bad I wanted this man. I felt possessed. I wanted him but some force kept me in the middle of the room. he reached down and rubbed his package. His jeans opened up a little more. His trimmed pubes showed and the base of his cock came interview. His cock grew down one leg of his pants he was hung it looked to be about nine or 10 inches. A wet spot was forming in his jeans. ”Strip faggot” he ordered his hand sliding down into his jeans “strip it off now. I want to see your faggot body. I want to see what needs my AIDS babies.” I stripped off slowly. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. This guy wanted to give me aids. I reach down slowly pulled my T-shirt up over my torso. Pulled it up over my head. Let it drop to the floor. I reached down slowly slid my shorts off until they fell in a pile of my feet I stepped out of them. My cock was fully hard. Straining, leaking pre-cum like crazy. “Tell me what you want faggot”, he said. He leered me and pushed his pants down his hips a few inches. A biohazard tattoo came into view at his left hip. And on his right hip a scorpion tattoo. “you want this don’t you faggot?” he said sticking his tongue out obscenely and slipping his pants a little further down. His cock was about to pop out. .” Yes. I want it. I don’t want anything more than I want that.”I said “please give me aids.” “I know who you are.”;He said, “my sister and her kids go to your church. I’d love to give you my aids babies. Bring you over to the Darkside. Sacrifice your ass to the dark one.” My cock throb and his words. I drooled at the thought of sacrificing myself to the devil. I had seen videos, especially popper videos, about dark lust and perversion. my gut caught on fire. My ass hole twitched. I knew what I wanted now. And I knew he would give it to me. Or at least I hoped he would give it to me. The light in the room was fading fast as the sun went down. He shoved his pants down a little further and his cock popped out, hanging there and dripping pre-cum. The end of it was pierced.his cock head held a brass ring with a spike the ball on it. ”This will give you what you need faggot” he sneered “get on your knees and worship.” I didn’t need any encouragement. I took a few steps across the room and stood in front of him. He reached up and grabbed my hair pulled my head back spit, in my face. ”Suck my dick faggot” he said and pushed me down to my knees. His cock was right at my mouth. It Glistened with pre-cum. i leaned forward and took the head of his cock in my mouth, the ring brushed against my teeth. I tasted the sweet tang of his pre-come, his toxic pre-come. I slid my mouth over the head of his cock. And took it deep into my throat. I felt the spiked ball rubbing against my throat and my tongue. Rubbing it raw. Making openings for his toxic pre-come. He growled at me. “Nice faggot. Nice faggot cock sucker.” I worked his cock up and down slow savoring every bit of it. Putting that ring between my teeth and pulling gently. Tugging at his balls til he moaned in appreciation he grabbed the back of my head and started face fucking me and talked filthy to me. Suddenly. He grab the back of my head with both hands. And yanked my head back. He pushed me back onto the floor. “Do you like that faggot?” He asked. He was pointing his cock in me “yes I answered I adore your hot fucking poz cock. I want your aids babies up my ass.” I answered. My voice hoarse from the beating his cock had given my throat. Without warning a stream, a full hot stream, of piss shot from the end of his cock. It arced through the air and hit me in the chest. I felt the warmth. Smelled that smell of piss. He twitched his cock in the stream hit my face. Instinctively I opened my mouth. I let his hot piss fill my mouth. I swallowed. Over and over. Trying to keep up. I never knew a guy could piss so much. He went down to my chest again. Covering my torso with His piss. “You’re such a faggot.”He laughed at me. As the stream of pissed subsided. “I have one question for you faggot.” He said. “Are you on prep. Are you taking those drugs to kill my babies?” ”I just stopped prep today,” I said. he stepped over me grab the back of my head and yanked me up by the hair to my knees. He slapped me hard across the face two or three times with this cock. “Then you’re not worthy of my gift faggot” he said. He reached around to his back pocket and pulled out a black sharpie marker and pulled my head back. On my left pec he wrote an email address. “Email me in 30 days” he said. “Then we’ll talk about you getting my aids babies. Then we’ll talk about you becoming one of his legion. Right now I have a kid coming over here. I’m going to give him his first toxic load. You can stay and watch if you want.” he grabbed my clothes off the floor and threw them into a stall. He ordered me into the stall and told me to either get dressed and leave or stay and watch him convert an 18-year-old college freshman. he He followed me over to the stall. I wanted to watch some kid give up his clean ass to the hot demon fucker. But I also needed a cock. A I bent over to pick up my clothes the man came up behind me. I felt his hard cock against my ass and I froze. “Just to give you a taste of what is to come,” he sneered and then he spit on my ass, put his cock up against it, and shoved it all the way in with one long stroke. As I caught my breath from his attack, I felt his cock sliding in and out in long strokes hitting my prostate. It was such a bliss. I moaned and pushed back. Suddenly my hole was empty. “30 days faggot”he said “now grab your clothes and get the fuck out of here. See ya in church”

Totally embarrassing situation...that turned out super hot: One afternoon at Burning Man I’d taken 4 or 5 loads from different guys while in a sling. I was parched so I threw on a kilt and headed to a popular bar camp for a couple drinks. While having a drink there I started talking to this super hot str8 guy who is just my type: hairy chest & belly and a scruffy 5-day growth on his face. His ice blue eyes and occasional wafts of ripe armpit scent were mesmerizing so when he asked what I’d been up to I didn’t hesitate to say, “Taking a lot of dick, buddy”. Because radical self-expression and immediacy are part of the principles of Burning Man the vibe is very accepting there, I was pretty sure he wouldn’t freak...and he didn’t. He was a little surprised and said, “Wow, man...you like that? I mean, like, taking it?” He actually told me—several times—he thought it was cool if I ”wanted to do that” yet, at the same time, asserting that he ”can’t really relate, because as a str8 man, I’m the penetrator” This led to a pretty candid & detailed description on how much he loves being the penetrator and how hot it is to be inside a woman and etc. It was totally hot listening to him and watching him get aroused. So...I described to him how much I love being penetrated and having a hard cock inside of me. He just kept kinda shaking his head a bit and saying, “Wow!” He was so hot and I was totally hard listening to him and watching him tug on his dick. When I saw that he was hard in his shorts and caught another whiff of his ripe pits, it was too much for me. My hole gaped and a ton of cum noisily shot out of me and right down my leg. I didn’t say anything but he and I looked down at the same time and the trail of cum on my leg was obvious. He said, “Dude, is that what I think it is? You let guys cum inside you?” When I nodded yes, he gripped his dick and said, “Fuck! Women NEVER let me cum inside them!” I listened to him tell how long it had been since he’d fucked without a condom and how much he just wanted to fuck bare and shoot his load inside. I purposely looked around us to make sure he could see that nobody could hear us. “Well, buddy, I’m going back to my private RV and I’m offering if you’re interested” When he hemmed and hawed yet didn’t outright say no I looked around again, put my drink down and told him, “Nobody has to know. I’ve got my own RV and it’s nearby...and you can shoot your load in me...” as I turned and slowly walked away. He followed me to my RV. I got on all fours on the edge of the bed and he fucked me and blew his load in me. Typical of str8 guys, he had his shorts up and was out the door as soon as he came. But....2 days later he was back looking for me, telling me he’d just had a shower and was wondering if we could “do that again”. I sat him on the sofa, sucked him hard and ate his ass (another first for him) before moving to my bed to give my ass to him again. He stayed about 90 mins and shot his load in me twice. Blissful. Haven’t seen him since.

Part4 ”Open wide bitch!” demanded Markus. Joey complied and opened his mouth for Markus’s piss. “I was on a E and meth bender lately, so this piss may get you pretty high along woth that booty bulb gave you. Now swallow Daddy’s piss like a good cock slut” Joey swallowed and said “Thank you daddy” Jay texted Markus that their guest will be arriving soon. “Our guests will be arriving soon, relax for 10 minutes and then I will come get you” Joey latex back and shit his eyes, he was in a state of blissful confusion and began to feel himself getting higher, he like it. Joey began slowly feeling his no longer virgin hole and felt happy. Before he could start touching his cock, Markus came in. “It’s time to go to the dungeon slut” “Yes daddy, could you help me out of the bath? I’m really fucked up” “Ofcourse I can help you slut” And with that Markus grabbed Joey by his long hair and pulled him up out of the bath, and dragged him to the stairs. Markus then picked up the groveling fuck hole and carried him down the stairs. Joey was fucked up but seemed to be able to see a cage, a fucking bench and a sling. There were also toys and other unknown props throughout the room. Markus took Joey to the bench, put him down and told him to get on all fours. Joey did as he was told and as soon as he did, Markus put a blindfold on him and tied his arms and legs down to the bench. “Your gonna get so used up tonight little slut, I’m glad you showed up. Are you gonna make daddy proud tonight?” Yes daddy” said Joey. “Good, because you don’t get a break until the first round of cocks have their way with you. They’ll begin walking in soon. I’m gonna give you another load” and with that Markus lubed up his dick and slammed it all the way in Joey’s hole. Joey screamed in pain. “Take it bitch.” Markus began thrusting in and out, he began picking up pace and then Joey heard the door open and the sound of at least 10 people walking in. He heard a zipper get unzipped by his face and instinctively opened his mouth. He was now getting his ass fucked by Markus and his mouth used by a stranger. Both picked up speed and Markus flooded his ass again woth poz cum and the stranger came in his mouth. He swallowed and thanked both people. With in seconds both holes were occupied again. Joey was filled woth cock non stop for about an hour. He was down to the last 2 guy using his holes and began to sober up from the sleeping pills, the Molly’s stimulating effects must have weakened the pill’s black out. He began to panic, where was he? Why is he so high? Why is he somewhere getting fucked? Joey began to cry and tried bucking off the guy in his ass and stopped sucking the guy infront if him. Matkus came over smacked Joey’s face and said “you wanted this remember? These are the last two anyway, you already swallowed 3 loads and took 8 in your ass. May as well let these guys finish with no problem. If you continue to be combative we will gag you and still use your holes but we will also send pics and videos to your loved ones and friends. Put that cock back in your mouth, or do you want it in your ass?” Joey was silent and opened his mouth. The strangers went back to using him, unblacked out Joey began enjoying it and started working the cocks really well. They both shot loads and despite his confusion, Joey felt accomplished. Everyone but Markus and Jay left. Markus unrestrained Joey and told him he did good despite that little problem. Joey could barely move and just stayed on the bench in a daze. Markus looked at Jay “We found a good one, lets cancel round two tonight. Lets let him sleep. I have a plan to train him to act like this without the downers or E. You still have that liquid LSD?”

So I had decided to be a bugchaser. I craved it. All the time. Fantasized about poz cock and toxic cum. I started spending time at the Hospice my congregation served. Anytime a man with AIDS came in to live his last few days, I spent time with him. Talked with him. Lusted after his wasted body. Offered comfort. More than once I held a hand while the virus took its final toll. More than once I helped a wasted AIDS patient shower. I even went so far as to strip down with him and stand in the shower with him. More than once someone on the verge of death grew hard with desire as I gently washed his body. More than once I used my hand to bring him to pleasure at least once more before he passed. More than once as I stood behind a wasted man, supporting him in the shower and let him grind his ass against my hard cock. A couple of times I let my cock slip into his body, giving him on last moment of intimacy. Allowing him once more to give himself over to desire and lust. No one knew what I was doing, sexually, with the patients. They knew I helped with bathing and personal care. But the staff trusted me and left me alone with the patients any time I came in. Two gay male nurses suspected. More than once they ran interference when another staff member was about to enter the room. They thought I was a good guy for being intimate with these men who had little time left. One of the nurses, Greg, a 23 yr old hot-as-fuck jock with a smooth torso and electric blue eyes even went so far as to whisper a quick "thanks for what you do" wink. wink as I left the hospice one night. I asked him to walk me to my car. I was overwhelmed by his raw sexuality. His beautiful form and masculine energy. He had a nice bulge in his scrubs. I guessed he had about 8". We got to my car having had a more frank discussion on the way there. I said,"Look Greg, I am not entirely altruistic in what I'm doing. I have some ... well ...ulterior motives. I just don't like people thinking I'm some kind of saint or something. I do care about them but I also am....." "Pastor," he interrupted me, "it's pretty clear to me and Kevin (the other gay nurse) that you are really a fag and that you're probably looking to get infected. You're a bugchaser right?" "ummm..." I hesitated. "Or at least a serious wannabe," he said quickly. It was dark out but I think he could tell I was blushing and half-terrified. "Nobody has a clue, except me and Kevin. We've been keeping you safe from prying eyes. Hell, we've both wanked a patient or two in our time here." he spoke softly and quickly, "the thing is we've never met a religious person like you. These guys are getting the best of both worlds from you. Keep up the good work." He turned and walked quickly back to the entrance. "See you next Wednesday, Pastor." he yelled back before he went inside. I opened the car and practically fell into the seat. Good thing I didn't have to fumble with any keys because my hands were shaking so bad I couldn't have held onto them. I realized I was playing with fire. Not the bugchasing but living this double life. It had been two years since the kid in the park had shot a toxic load up my hole. Two years of playing in porno stores and parks and mall restrooms. Two years of more cocks than I could count, more cum than I could remember. I had started PREP until I figured out how to do this. It was time to get serious. I had to get my shit together. I may have become a depraved faggot but I still loved my family and my work. I needed to get some things in order so when the shit hit the fan they'd be ok. I slumped back in the seat of the car. My cock was hard as a rock and bound up in my briefs. I reached down to adjust it, still thinking about my family. My wife who, because of physical issues, was no longer sexual. My younger son. Jason, 16 and so like me. Furry at 16. But a wrestler and built. He was also hung. My older son, Kyle, 18, collegiate swimmer - definitely his mother's child. I loved seeing him naked at the gym. He was smooth. Hung, I instinctively reached for my cock and started rubbing against the fabric of my chinos. A wet spot was already forming. My lips parted slightly, I moaned lightly and dropped my head back. Kyle is so smooth and beautiful. I remembered last time we were in the gym shower at the same time. I was looking at his body as he showered across the room, my cock chubbing up. He was so attentive to his washing. Soaping his broad chest and supple abs. He bent over away from me and his beautiful bubble butt parted slightly as he washed his legs. His hole, pink and perfect, winking at me. I turned quickly away as he stood. My cock was at full mast. I was [banned word] on my own son. In the car my hand rubbed harder and faster on my crotch. My cock twitched in my pants. So close to cumming. I could see him reflected in the shower hardware. He had turned full frontal and was absently wash/stroking his cock, getting harder and harder. I was seeing my own son getting aroused. He looked up and suddenly realized what he was doing. I swear he kept looking for a long moment. I swear that I saw in his reflection a look of pure lust as his eyes ran up and down my body. I shifted as though I was going to turn around and he quickly turned his back to me and started rinsing again. I grabbed my towel and practically ran out of the shower. My breathing was ragged and I was moaning so loudly in the car that had someone passed by they'd have known exactly what I was doing. My thoughts returned to that day in the gym. I had calmed down, had my boxer briefs on and was sitting on the bench rubbing out my head when Kyle came over the his locker next to mine. He opened the upper locker door. I couldn't see his face but he turned facing me and dropped his towel. There just inches from my lips was my son's beautiful, plumped up cut cock, twitching and just begging for me to.... In the car I groaned loud enough to be heard across the parking lot and started shooting load after load of jizz into my pants. In my perverted mind, I gave into my base desires and took that beautiful cock into my mouth. I had the most evil thought flicker through my brain as my orgasm began to subside, "Soon I'll be toxic. Soon I'll be filled with AIDS babies. Maybe I should share my gift with my son." As I came down. I was so turned on. So appalled at my own thoughts. I needed more cock...now. I put the car in gear and headed off into the night, headed to the park where it all started to have more random anonymous cock and cum.

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!

I almost felt sorry for the guy. Here he was, a new join to our leather club, having recently moved to the area for his first job as an IT guy, and he allowed me to be his mentor. Not that I minded- he was short and beefy, had a bushy beard and a nerdish shyness still at 24. Most importantly, he was eager to be a part of our group, to find a family in this new location. I quickly took him under my wing, introducing him to the entire group, a mostly over 40 crowd still clinging to the old gay ways of yesteryear. No phone apps or hookup sites, just a weekly bar meeting and get togethers. Hell, I'm pushing 50 now, so I guess I'm in prime daddy zone myself. Anyways-the new meat stuck by my side during his first meeting, and I made sure the other 10 guys kept their distance. He seemed to like the way I looked in my leather harness, despite my hairy belly protruding and my middle age hairy tits. He commented on my nipple rings, and gently tugged at them as if he had never seen them before on a man. I put my arm around him, and we sat that way thru the boring meeting, only disengaging when he went up front to tell everyone a little about himself. As the men dispersed after the meeting and began drinking, I got me and the new meat some drinks, and walked us back to a darker corner of the bar. I took my pipe out and lit it, sending a cloud of smoke around the both of us. Meat seemed to like this, as he moved in closer and smiled at me. I nodded to him and grabbed his bearded face and pulled him to my lips. I exhaled more pipe smoke into his face, removed my pipe, and went in for my first kiss. He accepted my tongue, and our beards meshed together, his black to my salt and pepper. I took hold of his black T-shirt and began lifting it over his head. Once removed, my hand caressed his hairy torso, feeling the beginnings of his young bear gut and his flabby pecs. I could see in my mind's eye how he'd look in another 10 years- a nice fat bear with bitch titties, bald like me with the traditional bald man fringe. I pinched his nipples as I caressed him, continuing to engulf him in my pipe smoke. He responded to my advances eagerly, so easily seduced by this daddy bear in a new city. With my hand resting on his belly, and my pipe clenched in my jaw, I began telling him how the leather group was pretty close: our cookouts, weekend trips, movie nights. His eyes lit up, and I knew he was excited to be joining us. He expressed surprise there wasn't an apprenticeship to join the group, but I let him know we weren't like some of the more formal leather groups. He nodded and finished his drink, so I moved him in front of me as I sat on a stool, his back resting against my belly and my arms reaching around and holding him in place. He leaned his head back, and my pipe was right next to his face. He seemed to enjoy being so close to it, breathing in deeply and smiling. I began working both his nipples gently, and I felt them firm up as he pushed back into me. "You like Daddy's pipe, don't ya boy?" The meat responded by shaking his head yes, and I patted his belly and blew more smoke in his face. "Let me show you something," I said as I released my grip on him. I walked him to a door across the room, and we entered the dark space. Closing the door, I flipped the light switch and he saw the dungeon room in all its glory. Sling, fuck bench, chains with restraints hanging from the ceiling. His eyes grew wide and I embraced him, kissing him again and again as I unbuttoned his pants. "Since you're new, we need to get you dressed properly so you fit in with the rest of us. Take off your jeans and underwear, then put your boots back on." My prey offered no resistance, and I moved to the far wall and from a shelf removed an item for our new member. I motioned and he quickly was at my side. Seeing him naked in only his black boots was almost more than I could take. Such a hot piece of meat, so innocent in his desire to belong, his 6" cock half erect. I handed him a leather jock strap, and helped him get into it. I could see he was turned on, but also a little embarrassed to be letting a man dress him . I pulled him in and kissed his lips again, gently patting his ball sack inside the leather pouch of the jock strap. "You like your new outfit, boy?". He said he did, but expressed concern there wasn't more of it. I assured him this was enough for now, and told him to fold his street clothes and place them on the shelf where I had removed his jock. He did so quietly, and as he walked back to me, and grabbed his nipples and began twisting and working them. He winced until I stopped, then I pulled him in tightly and kissed him, fondling his exposed hairy ass as I did. I could feel his cock jump inside the pouch. I pointed to a vest on a hanger across the room, its front showing years of wear yet still a beautiful piece. "That vest has been mine for 30 years. I got it when I first joined this leather club. Doesn't fit so well around my belly now. It'll be yours by the end of the night if you want it". He seemed touched by this gesture, and was about to speak before I cut him off. "Get on your knees and thank Daddy for your new clothes," I said, pushing down on his shoulders until he was on his knees in front of me. I unzipped my leather pants, and let my cock flop out. Gripping it in one hand, I squeezed it until a drip of precum leaked out the end. "Lick it off, boy. Suck Daddy's cock". My prey fully cooperated, engulfing my leaky 7" thick cock in his hairy mouth. I let him suck me a few minutes before pulling out and wiping my cock in his beard. I pulled him up, and again assaulted his mouth with my tongue. His cock was rock hard, pushing out into it's leather prison. "As President of this club, boy, I get to decide who's allowed to join. You sure you want to join? You can still leave if you've changed your mind." He didn't answer, he just began rubbing my cock, and put his head down on my chest. I knew he was mine. I guided him over to the fuck bench, and helped him place his hands and knees properly, and then strapped them in place. Once secured, I smacked his ass hard with my hand, intending to leave a welt. He was startled, but did not protest. I pulled a stool over, and sat between his legs with his ass in front of me. I pulled his cheeks wide, revealing the hairy insides of his crack and his pink puckered hole. My cock began dripping at the thought of taking this hole, making it mine to fuck and breed. To control. My tongue plunged deep, tasting his musk as it darted in and out, savoring the first taste of what was going to be MY hole from now on. Lost in my desires, I tongued him continually for 20-30 minutes, until I was unable to wait any longer. I stood, kicking the stool out of my way. I quickly filled my pipe and lit it, breathing deeply and inhaling as much as possible. I walked up to his head and grabbed his hair, lifting his face to look at me. "Take a hit of Daddy's pipe, boy." His look of confusion amused me. "Take a hit, and suck Daddy's smoke into your lungs. I want you to have the taste of it in your mouth as I fuck you. As I make you My pipe boy". I held the pipe to his lips, and he pulled in a mouthful of smoke and inhaled, trying his best to not cough but failing miserably. I saw smoke come out his mouth, and his nostrils, and I grabbed his beard. "You did good for the first time, pipe boy. You'll do better next time." He nodded and I released his hair. Moving back between his legs, I began rubbing my cockhead directly on his hole, smearing my leaking juices onto the pink wrinkles of his puckered ass. I began pushing my mushroom head into his ass, then backing out and pushing in again. Each time coating his insides with more of my precum. He moaned with each entry, his hole still not lubed enough to not cause him discomfort. As I backed out the last time, I spit directly on his hole, and pushed in quickly, burying all 7" at once. He let out a yelp, and I leaned forward and put my hands on his shoulders. "It'll get easier, boy, just accept Daddy's cock." I began fucking in and out, and saw blood streaks on the top of my shaft. "You're bleeding a bit, boy, but that's ok. I'll add more lube." Again I spit on my cock, and shoved it back into the meat on the fuck bench in front of me. Soon I could hear the familiar sounds of sloshing and smacking associated with fucking. My precum was making it nice inside the boy's hole, coating his guts with my juices. To his credit, his hole never lost its grip. Each backward movement it grabbed my cock tighter, squeezing out more of my cock juice. My pipe was blazing by now, filling the room with hazy smoke, making even a lifelong smoker like myself dizzy from the nicotine high. I fuck into him harder and harder, his body rocking from my thrusts. "I'm cumming pig! You want my load?! You wanna join our club?!". The pig yelled yes, begging me to fuck and cum in him. I thrust more, eyeing my prey as I watched my cock move in and out. "You're mine, boy, all of you! Join Daddy's club!". My cock spasmed, shooting jet after jet of my toxic cum into his young hairy ass. But I kept fucking, moving in and out, from side to side, trying to hurt him, to tear his ass open with my cock. Until finally I stopped. My assault was over. I dropped to my knees, removed my pipe, and buried my face into his newly bred hole. Tonguing him passionately, I ground my beard into his newly initiated ass. I licked the juices from his hole, covering my beard with the remnants of this rough fuck- his blood, flecks of brown, my own cum. All of it. I wanted to claim this as my property, and I wanted to wear this in my beard for all to see. When I pulled my face away, I could see cum dripping from the edge of the leather jock the boy was wearing. He came from getting fucked, like a good pig. I patted his ass, and began undoing his restraints. I helped him off and over to a chair, where I sat him down and allowed him to lick my cock clean. I walked over to the vest, removed it from the hanger, and told him to stand. Without showing him the back, I helped him into his new vest, and told him how good he looked in it. "Ever better than I did back when it was first given to me", I added. He smiled at me. I then reached into my jeans pocket, and pulled a thick chain collar I had saved for just this moment. "Now that you're mine, boy, we need to let the rest of the group know, cuz I don't share my property with anyone". He stood still as I fastened the chain around his neck. Once it was placed, I kissed him again, fully embracing my new meat. We left the room together, our fellow club members noticing us as we approached. He was a sight to behold. A new young leather pipe boy, wearing his leather jock strap, black boots, and a well-worn leather vest, emblazoned on the back with a 16" bright red biohazard symbol, to show everyone he was a member of a club he didn't know he had just joined.

I love the squishy, farty sounds my butt makes when it's getting plugged and it's already full of spooge.

At first the title doesn't sound that out of the ordinary... But I do HIV testing @ the local Sex Club/Bathhouse. This afternoon I noticed this cute cub like 20 something hanging obviously with his "daddy" of about 60 ( he was nothing special) I tested the 26 yo first and when I gave him his negative result the hug turned into making out and I felt a very FAT average length cut cock get very hard. I sucked him a bit and he asked when I was done. And said he'd wait around. During the next couple hours I tested the Daddy too, and the cub asked if he could watch... I said sure, I finished and met them at their room... It didn't take much time, i dropped my shorts, sucked the cub a bit and go doggy on the bed. I had pre lubed and he slid in slowly but easily. He fucked me slow & fast for about 15 minutes, Daddy was enjoying the show and rubbed my back and ass as his boy fucked me. we moved further up the bed and I started to ask if he'd give me his load... Asked me to beg for it which I did and was soon rewarded. I don't often do this on work hours ( well it was after) and it was HOT. They return to Upstate NY tomorrow morning.

Im Looking for a faggot to use and PUNISH and to DRAINNN master

Happy Birthday! I’m happy to found this website and also to belong to this CUMmunity. 😜

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....”

i am a critical care nurse in a teaching hospital and i often catch myself staring at all the FUCKING HOT residents. i swear some of them are flirting with me, which is likely just wishful thinking on my part, but damn there's some sweet hotties. sigh

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

Fantastic video. Being a total nipplepig here this is the ultimate. Reminds me of Tool Shed in Palm Springs. When I go to the dark backroom here at Slammer in L.A. inevitably hands reach out and immediate find my tits, start working them, working me into heat and frenzy for cocks. After poppering, sucking, I always end over the fuck table. Guys continue to work my tits while I've being fucked and bred. That is total hog heaven for me. Oink!

Done a few dp's or attempted lol. Like others have said do is not easy in real life. The tops have to be both rock hard and the bottom has to be able to stretch a lot. It's much better with two long cocks that short thick ones. And for your first dp I would go with a hung top and another average hung guy. That way your hole will not reject the extreme width of two big cocks.

One of my dearest friends and fist buddies is a United Church of Christ Pastor. I refer to him as "Father" or "Padre" when I'm up to my elbow in his ass.

Damn girl, you make a great toilet. If you were my bitch I would use your mouth for a urinal all the time and piss down your throat every day at least 2 or 3 times. Plus everywhere we went I would offer the use of your mouth for a toilet. l actually know a man that used your mouth for an ashtray in a public restroom. l have enjoyed pissing on you a few times and always make sure to soak your hair with piss haha

Lots of practice. My hole is stuffed and stretched most everyday with my oversize toys before cocks or hands even come into the picture for that day. The more use you get the more you want. As a fellow bottom pig with a desire for a huge canyon of a hole no matter how ruins me I totally get where you are coming from. Plus, the pleasure stimulation and head rush of knowing you have something inside you far in excess in size of any regular cock is a sexual high you can't beat.

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

couldn’t believe it. Standing there holding the kid’s note. Realizing I had HIV swimming at my ass. I was still buzzed from the poppers and still horned up for more cock up my ass. But I knew I had to do something about this. At that point in my slide into perversion, I wasn’t ready to be HIV positive. I had a church, a wife, two sons... I could lose all that right at that moment right at that point in time. I knew what I could do. My congregation had been working with an AIDS hospice for several years. I knew about pep. The strange thing was, I wasn’t completely freaked out. I wasn’t afraid or angry or disappointed in myself. I wasn’t mad at the kid. The truth is I was horned up as fuck. I knew I wanted more cock, more raw cock in my ass. I wanted as much cock as I could get. My choice for the moment was to head to a hospital. There was a hospital about 40 miles away where I wouldn’t be known and I went to the walk-in clinic. I gave them some bullshit story about fooling around in and a broken condom and just being a little worried. They did a quick test to check my status - negative of course. They prescribed a course of anti-retroviral’s. And told me to come back in three months for a test. I did get test at three months later but not there. I got a Home kit and it came back non-reactive and I had it confirmed at the local STD clinic. But none of that stopped my slide into bareback sex. I couldn’t help myself now. For a while I went back to using rubbers except for sucking cock which I did a lot off. I knew three or four good porno stores within a couple hours drive of my house. I would go out in the afternoons on Saturdays and spend hours in a booth in a porno store sucking every dick that came through the hole. I didn’t care. It could be an old cock, young cock, Big or little, cut or uncut, I didn’t care. I just want it hard dripping cock sliding into my mouth into my throat. I craved cum. I craved bitter cum, sweet cum, from any cock I could get into my mouth and into my body. Big or little, cut or uncut,. I didn’t care. I just want hard dripping cock sliding into my mouth, into my throat. I craved cum. I crave bitter cum, sweet cum from any cock I could get into my mouth and into my body. it wasn’t long before I took another load. After getting my test at the three months and knowing that I was clear of HIV, I started thinking about hard cock up my ass again. I started thinking about that kid in the woods sliding his raw hard cock up my ass balls deep. I fantasized about that encounter over and over again thinking about his cock swelling in my ass rammed in balls deep. I could still imagine his cock firing spurt after spurt toxic cum up into my body. Every time I thought about it I stroked off. I slid my cock through my spit laden hand. I fantasized over and over again. Seeing his smooth young body. Feeling his nice hot smooth warm ass. And I started craving cock. I started craving poz cock. I gave up topping with rubbers and left my load indiscriminately in any ass that would take my cock. I loved sliding my hard cock into some stranger in the porno store. A month after I confirmed that I was still negative, I found myself back at the same park where the kid shot is toxic load up in me. I sat in my car for a few minutes stroking my cock looking at porn on my phone. I wanted it again. I wanted that boy’s cock again. I had already started checking out bug chasing on the web. Reading stories about guys who took HIV-positive loads into their asses willingly. But I never really considered it something I would do until that moment sitting in the car stroking my cock thinking again about that sweet smooth boy. As I sat there in the car stroking in the public parking lot, cars moving by me, people walking back-and-forth, I started muttering to myself. I started muttering about wanting cock. And then I said there’s something I had never said before. I said it out loud. “ I want poz cock. I want some guy to shoot his aids babies up my ass. I want HIV. I want aids.“ and then almost like a prayer I said “ God I want aids. Give me a aids up my ass.“ I put down my phone. Tucked my dripping cock back in the my pants. I got out of the car and walked back up into the woods. I just knew somebody would be in there. Somebody who wanted to fuck me. Somebody who wanted their cock sucked. And I was rightlm I didn’t get aids that afternoon. I didn’t get a poz cock.But I did suck off two old trolls with stubby dicks. Their cocks smelled slightly rank. The smell of old piss. They were uncut. But they were there. They had hard cocks and I sucked them both. I switched back-and-forth from one to the other. I suck them deep. I slobbered all over their balls. I begged him to come in my mouth.They called me a faggot and they called me a whore and they called me the bitch, but I loved every minute of it. I loved swallowing their bitter cum. They both shot a huge loads that dribbled down my chin. I couldn’t help myself I wanted cum. Any cum. As I was there on my knees, second guy coming into my mouth, the first one turned his cock toward my face and let go a stream of piss. They laughed at me. They both laughed. They both called me a worthless piece of shit faggot. I just mumbled,” Thank you sir.“ And sat on the ground as they walked away soaked in their Piss and tasting there cum. Licking up what had dribbled from my mouth. It was at that moment I knew I was a bug chaser. I started planning in my mind how I would start my next raw fuck. With somebody I knew had a high viral load. I was going to get myself knocked up

The CDC has determined that an HIV+ person with a durably Undetectable viral load and consistently compliant with ART treatment cannot infect anyone else with HIV. Even if an HIV+ person does have a transmissible viral load, the chances of becoming infected from a single encounter are actually quite low. None of this is true with Covid-19. Infected persons appear to be infectious to others early in their infection before any sign of symptoms, the virus appears to be relatively aggressively infectious, and you don’t even have to touch another person to pass it on - you can pick it up off a surface they touched up to three days prior, and you can get it if they carelessly cough or sneeze within three feet of you. And that’s just what little science has figured out so far. They’re mostly desperately relying on educated guesswork to get by at the moment. The issue with HIV is not underlying conditions. HIV creates the condition - the destruction of your immune system - that then allows opportunistic pathogens you could normally resist to attack you with deadly force. With Covid-19, persons with competent immune systems and robust respiratory systems appear able to resist the virus with only mild to moderate effects no worse than a cold or mild flu. But persons who already have weakened defenses, and especially those susceptible to respiratory distress, are less equipped to stave off this virus, with deadly results. With HIV, we can say ‘no longer a death sentence’ because science has produced medicines to hold the HIV virus at bay. With this coronavirus, there is no medicine to hold it at bay, and there may not be any for months. That’s why this scare. Because people are dying and at this moment we can’t stop it. Comparisons to HIV are no longer relevant.

I used to book a room at a easy inout motel and post an ad on Craig’s list for anon cum dump ass up and had as many as 12 in one night GOD I MISS CRAIGS

Especially a pozzed up hairy ass leaking toxic cum. Yum

I discovered the joy of getting gangbanged in a totally unplanned spontaneous session. Was at a friend's pool party and after dark when everyone was pretty well trashed from a full day of drinking the sex got started and and went on for hours. At first my boyfriend and I were only watching but after a while we were so horned up from watching the fun that we ended up joining the party and he fucked his load in me on one of the chaise lounges around the pool. Was my first experience having sex in public with others watching and I was blown away by the experience. It felt so good being a slut and knowing that other guys were getting off watching me be a dirty whore. Another bottom was getting gang fucked and loaded up on the diving board and when he couldn't take it anymore my boyfriend dared me to take his place. I was horny and said WTF and laid on my back with my legs in the air on the diving board. Wasn't long before I was getting gangbanged by several tops and taking their loads. It felt amazing to get fucked with my ass full of cum and the more I got the more I wanted. I had always enjoyed bareback porn and fantasized about what it would feel like to be the cum sloppy bottom taking multiple cocks and loads but prior to this experience I was always very conservative and selective about who I let cum in my ass. Needless to say, that was the night I found out I loved being a cumdump. My ass was full of cum and making "squishing" sounds as I got fucked repeatedly. As hot as that "squishing" sound was the feeling of all that cum in my ass was even hotter. Ended up taking 5 cocks and loads before I was done. Guess who was next on the diving board and took 4 loads? My boyfriend. That night was the start of our journey into bareback depravity and it wasn't long before we started hanging out at bathhouses and the back room at our favorite club being cum craving bottom sluts. We broke up years ago but remained friends and fuck buddies and still to this day hang out together 3 or 4 times a year and go to bathhouses and sleazy clubs to be used as cumwhores. So, to answer the question, for me getting gangbanged and filled with cum is an amazing experience.

Part 3.1: Where it Began - Induction as a Slampig and Cumdump Part 1 I remember Ricky in his tight jeans and giant, sculpted body towering over me in his living room. In his ripe forties, he was tan with a few wrinkles, spiky gelled hair, and a goatee. He didn’t smile much. He licked his lips a lot, and I wasn’t sure at the time if it was just a habit or if he was hungry for pussy. I would realize soon it was the latter. For me, he was the human embodiment of sex. Ricky’s living room was truly gigantic, with a plasma screen TV and couches arranged in a maze in between with little glass coffee tables in each alcove. A crew of middle-aged men sat in the living room couch maze. All of them were wearing jeans, boots, and tight black T-shirts, like they were members of a cult. Some of them wore ski masks, which I later discovered was a sign they were Ricky’s employees. Human traffickers, if you will, but it doesn’t carry the connotation of kidnapping. These men found slutty boys who live alone and brought them back here and promise a good piggy time but instead, we were made into “house boys.” In other words, we were pampered sex slaves. All of the men were looking at me and talking about me. I was confused, having just left the baths to this place. It wasn’t even midnight yet. Naïve and young, I had no clue what was about to happen. I was told I wasn’t allowed to wear clothes. I had to change out of my jeans and boxer briefs into a dirty white jockstrap. Then, a masked man brought out a line of four other boys wearing nothing but white jockstraps. None of them were older than 21 or 22. They weren’t restrained, but they made no effort to resist. One of them was extremely tall, perhaps 6’2”, muscular, and a total jock named Adam. He was almost as tall as the intimidating men sitting around. He had a boyish face and was celebrity handsome. He carried a metal lockbox. Second tallest was about 5’9”, a tan, blond surfer boy with a swimmer’s body named Joey. He had a perfect six pack. The last two were small, slim boys who didn’t look a day over 15 even though they were actually 18 . One was latino with a Mohawk named Julio. The last one was Benny, a fair-skinned boy with curly brown hair and a giant bubble butt. All of them looked stern and professional, with the exception of Benny. The boys’ eyes lingered on me for a second, but their attention was fixated on the box in Adam’s hands. “These are your new brothers, boy. Meet Adam, Joey, Julio, and Benny. Boys, meet Kevin, the newest member of our family,” Ricky said, gesturing at me. The men cheered. For the first time, I was realizing that this was no game. This was no “night of fun”, it was a new life, and I had no choice. “No, no, no,” I begged. “I can’t – I have work on Monday, I-I..” The men roared with laughter. “No,” Ricky said. “From now on, you will work everyday. At your new job.” The older men started getting festive, laughing and sharing beers. Ricky beckoned Adam over, and the boy placed the box carefully on one of the coffee tables. Shooting me a quick, lustful glance, Ricky proceeded to flick the lid open. He pulled out bags of crushed white crystals on his coffee table, a cut straw, a neat rack of syringes, a coffee straw, a glass pipe, a brown bottle, and a blue bottle. As much as I was scared, my eyes were instantly attracted to the items on the table. “You don’t know you want it yet, boy. But you’re gonna love being my whore. Boys! I have an announcement!” Ricky boomed, and the room fell silent. “In honor of our new boy, we will follow the traditions of this house and initiate our new lil’ chempig. Now... Kevin, if you know what’s good for you, you’re going to make the most of what’s on that table right now.” I looked up into Ricky’s eyes. He ran his rough palm down my face. I worshipped him. “Babe, I want you to have a good time, alright? You have a beautiful pink little pussy, and all these handsome hunks wanna be the baby daddy.” My eyes grew in fear. “Don’t worry – none of them are poz. I know that’s too much for you to handle all in one day, but once they’re done with you, you’ll think of your flesh in a new way. This fuckhole?” A finger slides across the opening of my ass. “This fuckhole’s what you’re worth as a human being. No... you’re less than a human being. That’s something your new brothers will teach you. This fuckhole is what you ARE.” Ricky looked at me affectionately, and then he suddenly spat harshly on my face. The initiation began with crystal meth. The other houseboys served hors d’oeuvres, poppers, packed pizzo pipes, and scotch to the men. These boys knew their place, and the men were familiar with them, saying degrading things to the boys and addressing them by their names as they groped them. I didn’t have to serve the men yet. My job was to get fucked up and get fucked. We started with the booty bump. A masked man, clearly used to this by now, dipped his middle finger into a can of lube and one of the bags of crystals. It resurfaced with shiny shards stuck to it. Then, he slowly, intimately worked his fingers into my hole. Rough, thick fingers usually hurt enough by themselves, but this time I felt a burn in my rectum. It felt inflamed and torn. “Ahh! It hurts! I gasped. The other men paid no heed to my complaints and wasted no time. I was already their prey. Crystal meth was in my system and it was a matter of seconds before the rush hit me. One each grabbed my legs and spread them apart as the masked man booty bumped my hole with small doses continuously. Another masked man (this one giantly muscular with tattoos all over his forearms) gently placed the glass pipe against my lips. This was an especially large pizzo pipe; it was the width of a cock, and the bowl was huge. “Put your mouth on it like it’s a dick, bitch!” And I obeyed. They twisted the pipe so that the hole faced upwards, and crystals poured from the straw into the bowl. It sounded like sand being poured into a jar. I was helpless with two men pulling my legs apart by the ankles as far as they could and one drilling T into my hole. The large masked man clutched my throat and chin as I held up the pipe with my lips. My body was spread like a deer ready to be eaten by wolves. The fingering stopped. The man booty bumping me was now preparing a needleless syringe with more crystals and water. The drugs had hit me a little. I felt a faint ringing in my ears and a wild COCK HUNGER like I have never felt in my life. Suddenly, staying here and being a houseboy wasn’t a bad idea. Ricky would later show me how I would achieve enlightenment every time I got fucked up to get fucked, but this was my first time I thought: I’m a fucking chempig, a slut lower and trashier than any kind of slut, and it took me so long to realize my calling! How arrogant I was to ever think I was anything more than just an object for sex! Now only three men were playing with me, and there were many, many more at the party. Clearly, today was a day Ricky expected to initiate a new whore. Adam, the jock, was drinking a beer in his glorious nudity while the men around them sipped their scotches, smoked their cigars, and felt his body. One of the plumper and well-endowed men was licking Julio’s nipples while fingering him in the ass. The men seemed to have an inevitable soft spot for Benny, and they were casually flirting with him as he sat in Ricky’s lap. No matter what, he was the youngest. Who knew if he was even legal? Ricky would kiss him passionately, slurp his mouth with his tongue. One of the men rolled a joint just for Benny to enjoy. Houseboys weren’t allowed any attachments, but the men sure made love to Benny. But Joey... Joey the surfer is what I aspired to be. The oldest man at the party, a grey fox in his fifties, had licked Joey’s sweet clean pussy until it juiced. Meanwhile, Joey had three blunts in his mouth at a time. If he tried to breathe, one man held a brown bottle under one of his nostrils and clamped the other while another kept his head down to take all the smoke. Joey’s silky blond hair bounced up and down, framing his blissful angelic face. His eyes were closed, focusing on taking the heavy smoke and the poppers at once. All three blunts were on fire, so he wasn’t going easy on himself. This experience was difficult for the Caliboy jock without crystal, but during initiation, only the new boy is allowed the crystal. This is to ensure that the new slut gets completely hooked and dependent, becoming a 100% uninhibited, no-holes-barred chem slave. That’s why he had to be as high as possible and practically half-brain dead from poppers before the grey daddy and a 30-year-old sadistic stripper simultaneously squeezed their thick cocks into his ass. Did Joey scream? Hell yeah he did. Not once did he loosen his grip on the blunts but a guttural yelp echoed across the living room as the two dirty men mercilessly began fucking the living daylights out of the 19-year-old boy. Why did the men treat him differently from the others? Because he was a resilient, unbreakable slut, one who never held back and took anything anyone gave him with pleasure. When Joey spread his legs, he detached himself from reality in that moment and lived for the cock. If it hurt him, he blamed himself and took it anyway, because he’d sooner die before he ruined the pleasure of the men fucking his body in half. The man readied the booty bump, inserting the tip of the needleless syringe into my hole. Meanwhile, a large lighter was lit beneath the bowl of the pipe. He tilted the pipe back and forth a little until potent clouds started swirling around in the bowl. “Suck. Slowly,” he instructed. I obeyed, feeling the ice fill my lungs as a warm liquid filled my ass. He pulled the pipe away and took a hit myself while I held the smoke in my lungs. Little did I realize the other men were smoking as well and before I could exhale, one of the masked men put his mouth to mine and flooded me with more T. Another shot of hot water in my ass. I could feel it start to burn, with the inflammation spreading through my veins. As I felt the head spread over my body from my chest and my ass, I was filled with a wild, insatiable cock hunger. “OHHH! FUCK I’M GONNA CUM IN YOUR ASS!” the grey fox across the couch hollered as he filled Joey’s baby-maker. This turned on the muscular stripper beneath him so much he came with a series of grunts too. “TAKE MY VIRUS, SLUT!” As he pulled out, Joey cum-farted a thick bubbly white stream right out of his ass. I envied him. I wanted the men around me to fuck me like that, but I wasn’t done. While the men continued blowing clouds above me, Ricky walked over, a filled syringe in hand. Inhibitions completely down, I spread my arms, knowing what was about to happen to me. I had surrendered my fate as Ricky’s boy. Ricky would make sure I was flying in pig heaven before I was even allowed to touch a cock. That way I’ll be so outrageously horny I won’t be able to complain when the big strong daddies around me laid siege on my pussy and throat. Six big men held me spread eagle on the couch. One man each held one of my ankles, pulling my legs far apart to expose my pighole. Another was holding the pipe to my mouth and torching it repeatedly, instructing me on when to suck. A fourth held another booty bump to my pretty pink hole, and two men held down my arms. One of them tied a tourniquet around my bicep, making the blood rush to my arm. I had completely surrendered my freedom, unable to even breathe a complaint with the pipe firmly planted between my lips. Ricky swabbed my arm with alcohol, revealing the plump vein on my elbow. With ease, he pinpointed the vein and carefully slid the needle in like a doctor. The entire time, his cold black eyes looked into mine. “Yeah, get this little cumdump ready for use,” one of the masked men said. Ricky pulled back a little, releasing a tinge of red into the point. As he inserted the remaining contents slowly, injecting my throbbing vein with the devil’s drug, the man operating my drugged up hole squirted the booty bump into my ass, and the man holding the pipe to my mouth instructed me to suck. A chill coursed through my body as goosebumps flared all over my arms. Inside, though, fire was coming from all directions: my mouth, my ass, my chest, and my arm. An unreal rush flushed through my entire being, and I felt a strange taste in my throat. One of the men released the tourniquet, and all of it bubbled and erupted into an insane coughing fit. Smoke billowed out of me in puffs. I thought I would die there, unable to breathe and overwhelmed my coughs. I felt the need to get up and tried to squirm my way into a standing position, but my captors got rough and forced me down. “Hey, where do you think you’re going, bitch?” one of them yelled, pulling my hair. “Give him some GHB to wash down the cough,” another one sneered, and they offered me a bottle of coke. I gulped it down hungrily. It tasted terrible, but my body felt warm and soft. By now, I was floating. I had entered a new dimension, where the whole world became a sex dungeon. These men were gods, and the other boys and I were lower than slaves for their entertainment. This was the true order of things. My pupils dilated and my ears started ringing. I reveled in the feeling of being on top of the world, like I could do anything and take cock nonstop for eternity, but I must have fainted or blacked out instantly after that. When I phased in, I felt an unbelievable pleasure ripping through me between my legs and a thick pole in my mouth that made it hard to breathe. I opened my eyes and just saw two eyes through a ski mask looking down on me. Still fully clothed, only with his 9” babymaker out of his jeans, he rammed my slampig hole like he was trying to fuck me in half.

The change in Dev was remarkable. He knew what he needed, cock and ass. He knew that he had become what he always feared. He confided in Todd who simply laughed and told him the key was to enjoy every minute. Dev knew somehow that he would. But he needed ass and needed it now. Todd offered and Dev jumped on him. Soon Dev was ramming his hard cock deep in Todd's willing ass. Mike entered the room and moved behind the two. Neither noticed. Soon Mike had his weighted pierced cock in Dev's ass. Dev begged for more. Dev moved back to meet Mike's thrusts. All the while Todd moaned turning his head from side to side with Dev's huge cock deep in his hole. When Dan entered with Joe and Ed, they only wanted a camera. It wasn't ready and the hot moment was lost. As the three fuckers collapsed in a daze, Dan made the decision. They needed a 4th. They put the question to Dev and Mike. Who? Mike was uncertain, but Dev knew immediately. They would make an execute a plan to get Reg. It wouldn't be easy as Reg was the stud of the TKE house. His smile had women swoon. He knew how to behave in polite company, but fucked every woman he could bed. Reg was it. It would be the 4th.

About ten minutes before the first appointment, they gave Dev the second slam. Mike was rock hard from his cialis. They moved Dev to the sling where he was well restrained. With two big snorts of poppers, Dev's eyes rolled back. Then, Dan brought out the tool. He banded Dev's big balls. It would be hell to get off, because the nut sack was hairy. Oh, well, that would come later, much later. The first appointment was for Mike. They ushered Mike around the corner. The bottom took one look at Mike and bent over the horse. Mike, horny beyond belief slammed into that ass. The guy moaned slightly as he was almost lifted off the horse. Mike was happy as his cock drove deeper and deeper into the mancunt. Funny, Mike hadn't even looked at the guy. He only wanted that ass. Meanwhile, Dev's first appointment arrived. Dan ushered him in to where Dan was trussed up. They had taken the vibrator out only moments before and Dev needed something bad. He looked at the man, tall, somewhat bleary eyed, scrubble--maybe 3 days growth. As they guy stripped he say a huge tattoo of an eagle on a barrel chest. When the pants came down, Dev saw a cock bigger than the one that had shrivelled between his own legs. The guy began a vigorous plowing of Dev's sweet ass. Dev found sensations that he had never known. Soon precum was working its way out of the hollow that had been Dev's big cock. God, Dev was cumming from being fucked. Dev roared fuck me, fuck me hard as the guy quickened the pace. Soon, Dev had his first load deep in his ass. The guys inserted a plug and Dev watched as the guy dressed, gave Dan $50.00 and left. Mike poked his head into the space and asked what to do with the $50.00 he had gotten. It was going to be a profitable night.

The party was in full swing. The brothers were too drunk to know who was there and who wasn't. Slowly Dan worked the crowd dragging Todd with him. Finally, he found a brother who took notice. While Todd chatted him up, Dan slipped the potion in his drink, cialis. It wouldn't take long. The brother, Mike, was a typical Jock. He was thick necked, thick shouldered, narrow waist, full ass, and from the looks of things, full ball sack. Slowly, Mike felt warm. He gulped his beer and Dan offered to get him another one. Dan didn't mess around, he slipped another dose of tina in the beer. Mike drank it like a man lost in the desert. Soon, the cialis and the Tina had poor Mike in their grasp. He said that he had to go to his room a minute. Dan gave Todd a nod and Todd asked if he could see the room. When they entered, the thing that struck Todd was all the pictures of the same girl, with and without Mike. Dan had followed them with more beer. As soon as Mike had pissed, he took off his shirt. The view knocked the two guys off their feet. What a chest, chiseled, like a Greek God. Mike kept commenting that it was so hot in there. Ed was just out in the hall. Losing all inhibitions, Mike grabbed his rock hard dick and started to stroke. Meanwhile Dan gave Todd the word. Todd moved in and started working his own hands on Mike's equipement. The Jock was totally out of control. Dan slipped the blindfolf on him. Ed entered with the camera as soon as Todd and Mike were naked. Todd mounted that big Jock cock. He had a hard time taking it. He got up off the cock long enough for Dan to rub some rock on Mike's cock. The feeling made Todd excited as he maneuvered that huge cock into his hungry hole. It made him wild with desire. All the while he rode that cock, Ed filmed. Mike came and wanted more. Wild with desire, he pulled off the blindfold, bleary-eyed as he was, and showed Todd down. He fucked him over and over. All the while, Ed filmed. When they left Mike's room, he had crashed. The guys had used Mike's cell to call Todd. The would send him a few stills, with orders in the morning. It seemed that although Mike did the fucking, he was fucked.

I spent 8 hours at Club Indy a month or so ago. It was a nice hot day, especially for so late in the year. I went back and forth between the darkroom and poolside all afternoon and evening. I took 3 anonymous loads and gave 3 . . . each time I made sure neither I nor the other guy could see each other before, during, or after which wasn't hard given the layout of the room. It was hot, to say the least. One of the guys that fucked me shot an enormous load in me and then grabbed a guy next to him and directed his cock into my hole to use his huge cumload for lube. I came in the guy's mouth that was sucking me off almost instantly when the second cock got past my pucker that time. I always go to Club Indy every time I get a chance and am driving through . . . just to play in that darkroom.