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Part 18 - West of Tuscany It was late afternoon in New York when the flight landed, collecting their luggage and walking to the exit Savio was excited taking everything in his stride and trying to contain himself. The love for each other had grown incredibly strong over the past two weeks, Oliver had never lived so happily. The mix of Savio and Tuscany, being able to roam around dressed in shorts, the tranquillity and beauty of the surroundings and one person had all won his heart over. No matter how much he loved NY it was cluttered noisy and dirty and a far cry from what he left behind. The taxi pulled up to the swanky building off Central Park, the door man greeting Oliver like a friend escorted them in. Savio followed Oliver in to the penthouse and ran straight over to the large expansive windows overlooking Central Park taking in the view. The penthouse seemed empty without Liam who would not be returning until the weekend, he was currently enjoying a break with Brad and James in Florida. Putting his coffee cup down Luca smiled at the tall frame walking through the door of the coffee shop. It seemed like ages since he last saw Tony and instantly he thought about the amazing sex he had with him. Mark was jealous he was meeting Tony having heard all about his counsellor and techniques. Luca promised Mark that there would be no sex between them unless they were together. Despite his promise the sight of Tony still gave Luca one hell of an erection when he sat down opposite him. "I was beginning to think you were never coming back?" Tony remarked after ordering a coffee. Luca chuckled "I know it did go on but there is a reason" he started to explain. Tony cocked his head to one side "You met someone?" he asked guessing "you have haven't you!". Luca smiled "Yes, my dorm friend from university you know the one I told you about". Tony laughed "So you finally get it on with him" he said calming down "I'm pleased for you Luca". "Really?" Luca asked looking at him "I thought you might have been upset just a little". Tony chuckled "Of course I am, I like our therapy sessions but finding love is hard and I am happy for you". Luca fiddled around with the sugar sachets on the table "There is one other thing". Tony thanked the waitress for his coffee and leaned in "You want to stop seeing me?" he asked. "No" Luca replied horrified "I mean in that sense yes. I like you as a friend and someone to talk to". Tony smiled "And the boyfriend?" he asked "what does he make of all this?". Luca laughed "Oh he want's to meet you and take him to get a tattoo done" he said grinning. Luca looked up "Apart from that I am moving to Tuscany to live and work in the family business". Tony stopped smiling "You really have got everything sorted" he said shaking his head "I will miss you Luca". "Not so fast" Luca said holding his hand up "I meant it about being a friend". "In what way?" Tony asked looking confused. Luca smiled "I hope, no want you to come and visit us out there, use it as a holiday". Tony nodded "Would I not be in the way?" he asked putting his cup down. "No, my parents and me owe you big time for helping me through this" Luca said with a genuine tone. Tony smiled "Okay, of course I would come and visit I like you in or out of bed" he replied. Luca blushed "Mark is coming here on Saturday, maybe we could meet?" he asked looking at Tony. "I would love to Luca" Tony replied "I want to see this person who stole you from me" he said laughing. Luca spent the rest of the week packing and sending his belongings out to the villa along with meeting up with Tony daily, he came to dinner on Thursday with Sara and Gio happy to see him and welcome him in to their home. Gio asked Tony's opinion on how he thought Luca was doing and coping with everything, breathing a sigh of relief when he heard Luca had invited him to Tuscany whenever he wanted a break. Gio guessed something had gone on between Tony and Luca, he didn't mind as he really liked Tony despite his tattoos and quirky appearance the guy was pretty sound and sane. Friday couldn't come round soon enough for Luca standing at Paddington train station waiting for Mark to arrive. Sarah walked up and handed Luca a drink telling him to stop pacing around. After five minutes the train slowly appeared and pulled up to the platform, Luca was anxious standing behind the ticket barrier trying to spot him amongst the throng of passengers streaming off the train. Sarah tapped Luca on the shoulder and pointed to Mark walking towards them, she stepped back watching Mark pass the ticket barrier and running to Luca. Shutting the world out around them they embraced and kissed openly, tears in their eyes kissing and hugging. Sarah blinked rapidly trying not to cry seeing the emotional wrecks they had become. Finally when they managed to stop Mark walked over to Sarah giving her a big hug. Gio was making a pasta dish that Mark had loved during his time in Tuscany when they arrived home. Mark smelt it straight away and smiled watching Gio for a few minutes until Sarah asked Luca to take Mark up to unpack. Gio looked at Sarah "What?" he asked seeing the broad smile on her face. "Worried about them Gio" Sarah said "I don't know if they will manage to get through the year". Gio handed her a glass of wine "In what way worried?". "You should have seem them at the station Gio" she said sitting down. Gio nodded and sat down "Do you think we need to talk to Mark's parents?" he suggested. Sarah looked at her glass "I don't think his parents know how much they mean to each other". "See how the weekend goes" Gio suggested standing up "call the boys down for dinner please". "Did you see Mark's face when he saw what you was cooking?" Sarah laughed walking out the kitchen. Luca excitedly filled Mark in on all that happened with Savio and Oliver and how they had become inseparable like themselves. He expressed concern that if Savio decided to live with Oliver in New York it would upset his grandparents and Savio's parents immensely. They walked downstairs in to the dining room and Luca noticing Mark was a little more quieter than usual. He seemed normal enough to Luca enjoying Gio's pasta dish and referring to how much better it was eating this on the terrace in Tuscany. Sarah brought the coffee pot over and set it down on the table. "How is university going Mark you hardly said a thing about it?" Sarah asked pouring him a coffee. Mark glanced at Luca "Studying hard" he simply replied with a disinterested look on his face. "Mark" Sarah looked at him "come on your not fooling anyone what is the matter?" she asked putting the pot down. Mark shrugged his shoulders "It is okay" he replied looking at Sarah "I won't make it through the year". Gio looked at him "Explain Mark?" he asked glancing at Luca. "My head is elsewhere all the time" Mark tried to explain "I spent so long waiting I can't wait another year". Sarah nodded "I thought so Mark" she said sympathetically "You want to be with Luca?" she asked. "Yes" Mark held Luca's hand "my family will be upset, but I can't see any other way". Gio smiled "Do you want us to speak to your parents?" he asked "smooth things over?". Mark chuckled "If you can make them see sense it would be a miracle" he said. That evening Mark spent a great deal on the phone with his parents, Gio spoke with Mark's parents as well. It took time convincing them and in their hearts they knew if they stood in the way Mark would just quit university and cause a rift in their family. Gio then suggested that they come to Tuscany in late September his parents finally persuaded knowing he had a job and somewhere to live, being invited out to see it first hand helped bring them around. Luca and Mark walked in to the coffee shop early Saturday morning and met up with Tony. Mark found Tony fascinating purely out of what Luca had told him and how dominant he liked sex. The biggest fascination was the tattoos adorning his body and he made Tony explain the significance of each one. Mark looked up all gooey eyed "I want one, like Luca's but the other side" he finally said. Tony chuckled "I know Luca told me" he replied "my tattooist has kept a slot free for you today". Mark smiled "Neat" he said looking at Luca "maybe I will get to see your other tattoos sometime". Luca laughed "Enough of that" he lightly punched Mark on the arm. Tony leaned forward "You won't see them as you will be face down getting it" he said winking at Mark. Mark smirked "I'm leaking precum thinking about you giving it to me". "Mark!" Luca exclaimed in feign shock "We better go before you two start doing it" he laughed. Savio stirred in bed his sleeping pattern out of synch with the jetlag. Oliver kissed him and looked at the time, 6am he thought to himself. He too was having problems adjusting his body clock and suggested they go for a run around Central Park. Savio straddled Oliver until he promised to run slower so he could keep up. They quickly dressed and headed out in the crisp damp morning air that Saturday morning slowly jogging around. Savio loved this part of New York and couldn't stand being in Times Square amongst all the crowds, he was a country boy heart although he loved being shown around by Oliver. Even the bank they visited was in an amazing building and Savio spent the hour looking around whilst Oliver met with his personal advisor and got the ball rolling with decisions much clearer in his head. Savio and Oliver spent the rest of Saturday going around the Met museum mostly biding time until Liam returned home probably with Brad and James in tow. Savio stood at the window watching people in the park running and walking their dogs "Savio" Oliver called. "Yes" he answered wandering in to the kitchen diner "What are you doing?" he asked smiling at the mess. "Trying to make pasta" Oliver replied covered in flour "I need help". Savio laughed washing his hands "Is one thing I can do with my eyes closed" he replied taking over. "What are you doing Oliver?" Brad asked standing their putting his bag down "Finally you have come home". James and Liam walked in after Brad laughing at the sight of Oliver trying to cook, quickly though there eyes went to the stunning Italian guy standing there with Oliver who had gone all quiet and shy from the sudden appearance of the three. "Guys this is Savio" Oliver introduced him "the reason I stayed longer in Italy". Brad chuckled "Very nice Oliver" he said walking over and hugging Savio taking an instant liking to him. Savio hugged James and Liam "So how did you two meet then?" Liam asked curiously. "Well I was spending the night with Luca's uncle and husband" Oliver started saying. "Slut" Brad interrupted making Savio chuckle. "Haha" Oliver replied "then this one turns up in the morning, turns out he is Luca's cousin". There was silence until Liam looked at Oliver "Seriously?" he asked watching Oliver nod. The three burst out laughing at the irony of the situation Brad's instant liking to Savio showed through in their very similar personalities and ended spending most of the time together chatting. James immediately saw why Oliver had fallen in love with this Italian guy, he was smart and quick off the mark a trait that Oliver liked in people. What stopped them dead in their tracks was the revelation he was Luca's cousin. Brad delightfully bragged to Savio how he nailed Luca on the ship and slept with him for the night. Oliver invited all 3 of them for dinner on Sunday evening explaining the were flying to California on Monday to see Oliver's family. Liam waited until Brad and James left and walked back in to the kitchen after showering. "This is really serious then?" Liam asked looking at Oliver being taught to make ravioli. Oliver smiled at Savio "Very" he replied looking at Liam "we just fell in love" he tried explaining. Savio chuckled "Only after I fed him an apricot and kissed him" he added. Liam sat down and smiled "If your taking him to California then it is serious". Oliver wiped his hands and sat next to Liam "It will mean me spending more time in Italy". Liam nodded "I am not stupid Oliver" he replied "the way you spoke about the place with such affection". "There is always a room for you" Oliver said standing up. Liam walked over and helped Savio with the pasta "Have you brought somewhere already?" he asked. Savio looked at Oliver "Did you?" he asked looking shocked. Oliver shook his head "Not yet but I want to buy a place for us if you will let me". Liam laughed "Take it Savio he never splashes the cash around like that". Savio looked at Oliver "Is not necessary" he slipped heavily in to his Italian phrasing forgetting words. "Don't argue with him Savio" Liam said patting his hand. "I want to do this for us Savio and we will have this place as well" Oliver explained hurriedly. He walked over and kissed Savio "Then if we get married you can choose where". Savio grinned and blushed a little having never thought about marriage "Okay" he replied "Is a deal". Sunday evening Luca stood on the platform next to Mark who kept lifting his t-shirt looking at his scorpion tattoo then up at Luca and smiling. He was going back to university for the week and his parents were coming down on Friday to help him move out of residency. Mark would get a little time at home before flying out with Luca and finalise the arrangements for his family to come out late September. They quickly kissed and promised to call each other during the week and Mark boarded the train. Gio put his arm around his son and they both waved watching the train slowly start its journey back to Oxford. "You okay Luca?" Gio asked looking at his son. Luca smiled watching the train "Absolutely" he replied looking at his father "it is the right decision". Gio chuckled "Just don't keep inviting people out you are both there to work" he said rubbing his head chuckling. "I know" Luca replied standing quiet for a moment Gio looked at him and smiled "I will let Marzi and Nico know you will be arriving on Sunday". The house stood in a beautifully maintained gated estate on the outskirts of San Diego by the beach. Modest at best it was a four bedroom house at the end of cul-de-sac. California was a far cry from New York, less built up and Savio liked it better for the warmth and sunshine. He could tell Oliver was nervous about him meeting his parents and with good reason, they had never approved of his lifestyle choice and telling him he would never find real love. It was this that drove him to succeed and be able to move away, there had been many times Oliver had remembered what his parents said and he had found it hard finding that special person. Anyone he took a liking to seemed to get over attached when they saw the penthouse overlooking Central Park. He looked at Savio and smiled more contented and happy than he had ever been. Savio waited behind Oliver who was in the arms of his mother and father, happy to see him and berating him for leaving it so long to come home. He proudly introduced them to Savio but were dumbfounded when they found out he was very Italian and how they had met purely out of nowhere. Oliver's younger brother Jack appeared and looked him up and down mumbling then walking off. Jack was 24 still at home and slightly taller than Oliver and the similarities in their looks was uncanny, his swimmers build body was etched with tattoos. Oliver had never seen him with the tattoos and was shocked, more so by how rough he was looking. Oliver's older sister was married with 3 kids and she popped by to see him on her way to dropping the kids off at school. To Savio it all looked like a normal family but he felt there was something dark lurking in the shadows. When Oliver finally managed to sit down and talk with this parents Savio saw the darkness unravel before him. Jack was turning tricks and doing drugs, as long as the tricks paid well he didn't care if it was a man or woman. Jack was even more rampant than Oliver and could easily turn 3 or 4 tricks in a day. Oliver sat there quietly saddened by the news "How long has the drug use been going on?" he eventually asked. His mother shrugged her shoulders "I don't know, but he doesn't seem to be to heavily in to it". "He is not stealing from you is he?" Oliver asked looking at his parents who shook their heads. His father looked at Oliver "I wish you still had that company and could have given him a job" he said. "Have you tried to get help for him?" Oliver asked "you now rehab or something like that?". His mother and father looked at each other "He doesn't value anyone's opinion" his mother replied. "He has money Oliver" his father said then paused "where did we go wrong with him?" he sounded exasperated. Oliver shook his head "You didn't do anything wrong, he is just lazy but I worry about who he hangs out with more". Hi smother smiled "Well at least you made something of your life. We are happy you have found someone". Savio looked at Oliver "It is nearly harvest time" he said noticing the perplexed looks he was getting. "Bring him over to Italy to work in the vineyards" Savio explained to them all. Oliver looked at him "Savio you don't need our family problems to deal with" he said "but thank you". Savio held Oliver's hand "Familia" he said "we look after family in Italy". Oliver was pleased that his parents liked Savio but still thought that Jack was a mistake they could do without. His parents agreed to talk to Jack and obtain a passport for him. They met up a few more times in between taking Savio around sightseeing before heading back to New York for a few days then back to Tuscany. The two weeks had been busy and Oliver was constantly on phone calls with his bank on some business negotiation. Stepping foot inside the amazing penthouse Oliver was on the phone and Savio heard Oliver '8 million and its a closed deal' he said then waited 'agreed, thanks'. Oliver put his phone down and sat on the sofa next to Savio. "Have your finished?" Savio asked running his hand down Oliver's leg. Oliver sighed lovingly and looked at Savio "Yes" he replied feeling Savio's hand caressing his cock and reading a text message from his parents. "Jack has agreed to come to Italy for a week in October" Oliver said to Savio breathing a sigh of relief "I hope you won't hate me after". Savio moved and straddled Oliver holding his head in his hands looking in to his eyes "I love you Olly". Oliver leaned up and kissed him "Is that so... want to show me?" he replied grinning up at Savio. They both knew it was coming and it was now a case of who got who first, their crazy sex had seen them doing it in the toilets of the Met and Central Park and all over the penthouse. Their favourite place without a doubt was in bed where they could slow down and make love, not bad considering they were both rampantly sexual. Before Savio could respond Oliver had him rolled over on the couch kissing him madly, his hands fumbling undoing Savio's jeans and yanking them down. He pulled Savio underneath him kissing his neck and side of his face undoing his own jeans and freeing his cock and guiding it to Savio's ass. He giggled and wriggled under Oliver and gasped 'fuck yes Oliver' he cried out feeling the immense pleasure running through his body the deeper Oliver pushed his cock inside. Craning his neck round he kissed Oliver deeply, the steady pumping action now at work with long deep penetrating thrusts delivered with love. Oliver stared in to Savio's eyes the force of their love frightening to anyone who looked on 'My Savio' he whispered watching him nod, they kissed again and Oliver pushed in hard holding his cock deep. Unable to restrain himself he gasped and moaned pushing down harder releasing his seed deep and breeding his lover. Oliver giggled resting on top of Savio who was kissing his hand. If he could analyse sex the baffling question he would need answering is why fucking Savio was so different and always made him climax easily. Savio noticing Oliver had gone quiet deep in thought kissed him 'I do you tonight' he stated and smiled. Oliver looked at him and laughed planting a big kiss and moaning softly wriggling his cock around in Savio's ass. Oliver kissed his neck gently and stroked his face 'Marry me Savio?' he asked softly feeling Savio squeeze his hand 'You know I will Olly' he replied smiling. Savio stood in he kitchen making pasta for Oliver for their last night in town and he loved sitting there watch how easy Savio made it look. Oliver had tried to persuade Savio to go out for dinner at a lavish restaurant, Savio put his foot down and told him he liked simple Italian food and nothing fancy. Oliver had to admit and agree that his taste for food had changed so vastly since being in Tuscany. He also honoured his promise and started taking medication, his sex with Savio for now still meant he was breeding him with toxic seed. "Shame there are no apricots to pick here" Oliver said pouring a glass of wine for Savio. Savio looked up and grinned "Is where I knew I wanted you" he replied crushing tomatoes for the sauce. Oliver sat with his chin resting on his hands "When can we get married?" he asked watching Savio. Savio smiled "After harvest, my family will be too busy until then" he stopped "but after we have a big family wedding" Savio replied laughing. Oliver chuckled "You have to choose where we married" he said reminding Savio of their deal. "The apricot orchard of course" Savio replied looking at Oliver lovingly. Oliver cocked his head to one side "Perfect" he said "the place and you" he began moving towards Savio. "No" Savio said "the pasta will be ruined" his words muffled from Oliver kissing him and bending him over the kitchen counter taking his jeans down. Liam took Oliver and Savio back to the airport talking all the way that he would come and visit for long weekends as often as possible in between going to Florida. Liam accidentally let slip that he had started seeing a guy from Ocala and they were taking it slow. Savio kissed Liam at the airport and told him to bring his new man over to Tuscany on one of his visits. Luca smiled reading the text that Oliver and Savio were about to board the plane to Rome, he replied telling them that he was still in the UK and flying back on Sunday with Mark and would explain everything when they arrived.

I am in a similir situation as @PG1961Canada , locked in at home since mid March, working from home and only leave the house for a quick dash at 8am to buy groceries once a week. The only persons I talk to face to face are the girls at the supermarket. Not even friends or relatives. I have pre-existing conditions so I am very careful. I have been keeping in touch with regular fuck buddies by phone or text. So when it appeared a trusted one of them is in the exact same situation as I am we agreed we are not at risk getting together and recently we did. After more than two months isolated at home (and now with the approval of the Dutch government) we have been fucking like bunnies. I won't do hookups with other regulars and he doesn't either. It's just a sexual relationship but it does create a special bond.

Here's the rather strange conclusion to my story about Brian, my popper supplier. I continued to buy poppers from Brian for several more months. We discussed trying to reconnect for a fuck. But, our availability never seemed to work out. Then all of a sudden Brian wasn't returning my texts. About 3 months went by with no reply, so I gave up even trying to contact him. Finally, after many months, I got a text from Brian's phone number. The message said it was from Brian's son. He said to call his number if I needed poppers. He was clearing out his Dad's inventory and it was going fast. He left a different phone number for me to call. So, I did just that. I called the new number and Rick answered. "Hi. This is Dave. You sent me a text about your Dad's ahhhhh..........poppers". "Ok. Well, I'm cleaning out my Parent's house, to get ready to put on the market. And I'm selling off his remaining inventory. I found Dad's customer list. Thought I'd give you guys first crack at it, before I dump it all. A bookstore has said they'd buy most of what I have left. But, they're not going to pay much. So, I'm giving some of you guys one last chance before I dump it." he said. "Is your Dad ok?" I asked. "Actually, no. It's a long story, but I've moved both Dad and Mom into assisted living. Gotta sell the house to pay for it." "Damn! So sorry to hear that. Well, I definitely would like to buy some. When can I just come by your Dad's place?" I asked. "I'll be there pretty much all day tomorrow. Give me a call. I should be there." he said. My schedule the next day got pretty hectic. So, it was early evening before I had a chance to call Rick. Around 7pm, I called him and asked if it was still ok to come over? "Yeah. I'll be working here till probably about 10 tonight. Come on over." So, I did just that. I pulled into the driveway around 9pm. The garage door was up and I could see a shirtless guy on a ladder, pulling items off the top of a cabinet and tossing it to the garage floor. As I got out of the car, he climbed down the ladder and we walked towards each other. "Hi Rick. I'm Dave." I said as I walked towards him. He nodded his head to acknowledge me, but didn't say anything. I came inside the brightly lit garage and up to this tall, hairy, muscular guy that was dripping in sweat. "I'd shake your hand. But, as you can see, I'm a sweaty mess, right now", he said with a chuckle. I just smiled in reply. "What is it you're looking to buy, Dave?" "Got any of that no label stuff?" Rick shook his head no. "How about Amsterdam?" I asked. Rick opened the refrigerator and searched. Reaching into the fridge he pulled out a small box. Opening it, he said. "Three. That's the last of those." "How much?" I asked. "Ahhhhhh......$20 for all three? That OK?" "Yeah. Sure." I say as I hand him $20 and he hands me the bottles, which I slip in my pocket. "I'm really sorry to hear about your Dad, Rick. A very nice man. He's always treated me well." I said. "Thanks." Rick replied as he reached for a rag that was on the counter, next to the fridge. He wiped some sweat that was running down his forehead. Then used the rag to wipe the sweat from his broad, hairy chest. "Fuck! It's too hot to stay out here any longer. I've been out in this heat all day. I think I'm done for tonight. I'm gonna make myself a drink. You feel like a drink, Dave?" he said as he tossed the rag back onto the counter, not even looking at me. "Ahh..... yeah, sure", I replied. Rick headed towards the door leading from the garage, into the house. He hit the garage door opener as he stepped into the house and the garage door rattled to a close. Holding the door open for me as I followed him inside the house. We walked into the kitchen and Rick pulled two plastic cups from the cupboard, then filled them with ice from the freezer. "You like scotch, Dave? I hope the answer's yes. Cause I think that's all I got." he said as he filled his plastic cup with a healthy pour of scotch. "I've already taken most of Dad's booze over to my place. So, this is what's left." he said as he poured another healthy amount into my cup. "Scotch is fine. Thanks." I said as he handed the cup to me. "Sit." he said as he motioned to the two chairs at the kitchen table. We walked to the table and sat across from each other. We both took a sip of our scotch. Rick put his cup down and ran his hand over his hard, muscular, furry chest. I was of course wishing I could bury my face in that fur covered chest. Rick definitely had his Dad's rugged, masculine build. "Sorry. I should put my shirt on. But, fuck......... I'm not even sure where I tossed it?" he chuckled. "It must be out back." he said. " I was clearing off the patio, earlier. I think I must have tossed it back there." he said as he took another swig of his scotch. " Rick now kicks both his dusty shoes off his feet, as he takes a big swig from his scotch. Then he walks over to the counter to pick up the bottle. He pours more in his cup and tries to do the same to mine. "Whoa........ No thanks, Rick. I've gotta drive home", I say, as I cover my cup with my hand and he puts the bottle down on the table and sits again. "Well, I don't. Gonna stay here tonight. I'd like to get another early start here, tomorrow." he says as he takes another drink. "So, Dave............" he says as he again rubs his chest. Pausing to find the right words. "Correct me if I'm thinking of the wrong guy...........but...................." he pauses again. "See...........Dad and me...... we speak pretty frankly. My sister is my Mother's clone. She has Mom's beauty as well as her uptightness." he chuckles as he takes a sip. "I'm my Dad's clone. I have my Dad's build. Have my Dad's frankness. And I share my Dad's...........ahhmm..........libito, I guess is the word. The truth is I'm just a horny fucker, like the old man." he says, and laughs again. "So, as I said, Dad and I speak pretty frankly and don't keep secrets. I remember him telling me about some customer of his that he fucked in the ass. From the way he described this guy. I'm thinking it might be you. Am I right? Sorry if I got you mixed up with someone else." he says, looking directly into my eyes. "Uhmmm........ Well............ ", I'm really struggling with how to answer this. " Well, yeah Rick. Your Dad did fuck me once. It was a pretty damn good fuck too, I might add." I say with a nervous laugh. "I can't believe your Dad told you he fucked guys?" "Well.......As I said, we're pretty frank. Hope you're not offended by my frankness." I shake my head "no" and take a big sip from my scotch. "So........" Rick stammers. "Well........with my frankness....., I'm just gonna come out with it. I'm a divorced man, with no steady girlfriend at the moment. And with all I've got on my plate at the moment, dealing with my parent's and everything else, I haven't had the time to even try to get laid. Buddy, my own hand just doesn't do it for me. I could use a warm mouth if you're feeling generous." I don't even reply to him. I reach in my pocket and pull out one of the popper bottles that I'd just bought from Rick. I peel off the black plastic seal around the lid. I unscrew the lid and take a couple of drags on it as I move to the floor. I kneel between his legs as he unbelts his cargo shorts, unzips, raises his ass and pulls his cargo shorts to his ankles. He pulls his feet through and tosses the shorts to the side with his foot. He now does the same with his boxers. He's now sitting in front of me, completely naked, except for the pair of white socks, still on his feet. I lean forward and take his cock in my mouth. His cock is also a clone of his Dad's. Nicely 6"s soft and growing rapidly as I begin to suck on him. Ricks dick is just like his Dad's with the exception that unlike his Dad, Rick was uncut. I sucked and gently chewed on his very ample foreskin. Then pushed the skin back with my lips, while taking his cock deeper down my throat. Rick reaches for my poppers and takes a few whiffs. I'm inhaling his sweaty, musky crotch smell, which is nearly as intoxicating as the poppers. I take another whiff of my poppers, then begin to suck on his swollen nuts that are holding several weeks of hot cum. I lift his legs and get my tongue up to his ass. He pulls his knees to his chest as I lick and tongue fuck his musky ass. "Ahhh....... Fuck, dude! God Damn! Eat that ass, you nasty fucker! Holy Shit! Dad's right. You are a nasty slut!" Rick says as I continue to eat his ass. "MuthaFucka................. Yeah............" he says as he now spreads his ass to let me get in deeper. Then he drops his legs. He straightens in the chair and my mouth dives for his now rock hard cock. One of my fingers just gently rubs his wet asshole as my mouth is sliding up and down his cock. He's got one hand on the back of my neck as I hungrily suck his cock. Rick must have really been needing this. I doubt it took even 5 minutes from start to finish. He very soon pulled my head down on his cock by the back of my neck. His hips were humping and he let out a growl as he filled my mouth with his hot load. In typical straight man fashion, once he came, he wanted me gone. He quickly stood, pushed past me and began to put his boxers and shorts on. I stood, put the poppers in my pocket and said, "Well, that was unexpected and fun. Thanks!" I pulled myself together and asked. "Should I go out through the garage?" "Follow me." he said as he led me to the door leading to the patio. He flipped on the patio light. Opening the door, he stepped out and I followed him out to the patio. "There it is." he said as he picked up a t-shirt that was draped over the back of a chair. I walked past him as he pulled his shirt on. "Which way out?" I asked. "Round there", he said as he pointed to his left. With that, he went back into the house, flipping off the patio light as I rounded the corner of the house. I didn't hear anything from Rick for many months. Then I got a couple of late night texts from him. Both times he messaged that he needed a blow job. But, it just wasn't possible for me to drive over to service him at the moment. I guess he finally gave up and I've never heard from him again.

Mike continued to lay on the bench as the Dr. and Jason left the room. His mind was racing with thoughts about what just happened. He had just taken an HIV positive load of cum inside of him. He felt a moment of anxiety wash over him as he realized what this truly meant. As these thoughts washed over him, he started to realize his destiny was in his hands and he chose this, he took control and made it happen, he felt at peace now. Mike pushed himself up and started to stand, as he did, he could feel the Dr’s cum inside of him. He loved that feeling! His knees were a little wobbly after kneeling for so long. He started to get dressed, relishing the feeling of the cum inside of him and the plug in his hole. He wondered what the Dr meant by aftercare? He finished dressing and sat in one of the chairs to tie his shoes, the plug pushing in deeper as he sat. The Dr and Jason came back into the room just as Mike finished up with his shoes. ”How are you feeling Mike?” The Doc asked. ”I’m feeling good. I honestly feel as peace and I’m happy to have done the procedure “ ”That’s great! I’m so happy to hear that, we’ve had a couple guys freak out after the procedure is done. So I’m very happy to hear that you are comfortable. So as Jason told you, we would like you to keep the plug in you until you go to bed at least, and if you can sleep with it in, even better. We want to make sure all of my semen stays inside of you for the best chance of conversion. Like I told you earlier, I can’t guarantee it, but we have a very good conversion rate. So here’s what you can expect. It could take up to six weeks, if it goes past that then you most likely will not convert, at that point we can make another appointment to try again. Most of the time we have seen the sero conversion happen within a couple of weeks. It just depends on your immune system. Jason will be staying in touch with you to see how you’re doing. If you start to feel flu like symptoms, please call Jason to let him know so we can schedule an appointment for you. Jason will also stop by to make sure you’re doing okay and to help you in anyway he can. Okay?” “Sounds good doc.” ”We do ask that you refrain from sex until you’ve converted. You can masturbate, but no sexual contact with anyone else okay?” ”Okay Doc.” ”Do you have any questions for me?” ”Not at the moment.” ”Okay, if you think of anything, please let me or Jason know. We’re happy to answer them. Also please don’t think you’re alone now, we’re still here for this process. We’ll help in any way that we can.” ”Thank you, I really appreciate it” “Okay then, Jason will take you home now. Remember, please keep the plug inside of you until you go to bed. We want a successful conversion”

This is my first post. I am a young, healthy, muscular, blond athlete jock boy living in South Florida. White collar pro by day, but a secret need and a want to take anonymous loads all the time. For my birthday this year i decided to go to NYC. I had posted on BBRT beforehand (blondjockboi) to find a host to whore me out while I was going to be there. I had been whored out once before in LA by the famous Master Jerry the previous summer for LA Pride as his "pride cumdump" where I was blindfolded, ass up taking every load he sent to me at the Dunes Inn motel. I didn't know if I would meet Master Jerry, just that my role was to be ass up taking loads. I ended up with 38, but kind of lost count half way through. Master Jerry surprised me by showing up at the end with a young friend, and giving me my very last load. 38 was the number on my back at the end of the night. Within a few hours of posting on BBRT for NYC I got a message from a man called Dmitiri in NYC. He claimed to be the Master Jerry of NYC, so I thought great - I will definitely get a lot of loads. I was instantly attracted to Dmitiri because he was so pervy. He was only interested in getting me as many loads as possible. He had also been coordinating with another boy coming to NYC from Albany (a super cute twink EMT), and set up a hotel room for us in Midtown. The plan was that the twink EMT would take loads the night before, and I would come in the morning and replace him, taking loads all day. Sort of a marathon of cumdumps available for all these horny men on Dmitri's list. When I walked into the hotel room, it was about 8am and the smell of cum was overwhelming. The boy was laying on his stomach the bed, with cum just drizzling out of his boy pussy all over the sheets. I stripped down and hopped in bed with him, we were making out for a bit and I was fingering his cummy hole - about that time a super hot daddy walked in. I told the boy you take it, and I'll take over after. He said it was his 41st load. The boy played on top of me, and as we were making out the daddy climbed on top of him and shoved his massive hairy cock in. I could hear the cum splooge out of his hole with this massive cock penetrating this pussy. All three of us were making out, and the daddy bit my lip and came inside of him. As he pulled out, I could see a long stream of cum falling from his dick, I rolled over and gobbled it off. As the daddy cleaned up, the boy hopped in the shower, and before you knew it I was alone. I tied my blindfold on, and waited. Within 5 or 10 min the door opened and I could hear 3 or 4 voices coming in. I knew I was going to be used, and filled up with all of this hot anonymous cum. One thing I like when getting fucked is reach underneath and feel the balls of the guy who is breeding me. Every guy was different. One was shaved smooth, one was stubbly, and one was fully hairy. To my surprise the hairy balls slapping my ass turned me on so much, I came hands-free when getting fucked by guy 3. Everything after that is a blur. It was guy after guy, grunting, sweating, whispering in my ear, cumming in my ass. Tongue after tongue, finger after finger, cock after cock. I was taking so many loads, I wondered how long I had been going. I got a quick break, and checked my phone. I had been going 4 hours, and Dmitri had texted me. "You doing okay?" "I'm not going to stop sending guys". I told him to keep going. The next time I took off my blindfold the sun was going down. I had taken 61 loads in 9 hours. I was a cummy mess. Dried cum all over my face, my back, cum oozing out of my pussy. I checked my phone and told Dmitri that I was happy, and had to get ready to meet friends for my Birthday Dinner. 10 minutes later, another twink came in the room, and said he was replacing me. Dmitri had set up a 3rd boy to take loads that evening/night. The twink was super cute, and told me he played Peter Pan on Broadway. I knew I needed to cum again after being fucked all day, so i bent him over, and gave him his first load. As I was finishing the trail of guys started coming in to breed him. I kissed him on the lips as I was leaving - and told him to have fun. 🙂 Dmitri was awesome, and said the feed back from the men was great! He would happily whore me out again when I get to NYC. In the meantime, I would love to find a super pervy partner who would be interested in traveling around and whoring me out to every dick of his choosing. I'm even up for moving to you if the situation is right. 🙂

What I can't get out of my mind is how good it felt to have my dick in an ass hole and cum in it, then having a finger put me over the edge. Then seeing the damage my dick did to his hole and how. I do not understand this slam thing, as he did not protest it much, but he likes it but wanted more. I go back to Sal's making deliveries, cleaning at the Spa & library in the early morning, and striping on Sunday night. The only scary part is the one who gives out the black business card is always there dress in a black suit with his beady eyes, which is weird. The others just want to go to a back room and suck my dick as they say if I fuck then I would rip them up. The one who runs the neg to Poz night asks me if I would like to go. I say I'm not looking to become Poz; he says we don't you to become Poz unless you want it, we want you to bust them up so when we fuck them our Poz loads enter their system faster. So all I have to do is fuck them as they are neg. He says that me fucking them would be so much better than the toothbrush. I show up for the Neg to Poz night, and as I remember how much fun sticking my dick in an ass hole was fucking was. Tonight they have six who are looking to become Poz lined up; They make them drink this Gatoraid, so I ask if I can have some as I'm thirsty and they say NO as this Gatoraid has been spiked. So they give me some water as I watch them put the first one in the sling and tie them in so they can't move. They spread his legs wide and take something out of cellophane bag and put in his ass hole. One get on his knees and sucks my dick until its hard; once it's hard, they tell me to drive my dick stright in as hard as I can. As I do he is screaming like I'm killing as one of the Poz Tops says to me he wants its keep going. Once I'm balls deep, I stop, but they say to me fuck him as fast as you can, but DON'T cum as that is the Poz Tops to cum in his wrecked hole. Been fucking him for three minutes, then they pull me away, and one of the Poz Tops drives his dick right in and says to him. Faggot, you are taking my Poz load. Faggot you want my Poz load, he says YES. I look down at my dick, and I see blood, so I ask should I clean it off, they say NO as it does not matter. After this Poz Top shoots his load in, they put a butt plug in his hole then strap a leather harness around his waist then to the butt plug so it cant be removed, then lock it up. The next one is in the sling shove a rock up to his hole, and it's the same thing fuck him for three minutes, then the Poz Top takes over. That night, I fucked six and did not cum once kind of frustrating. When I get home, I take one of the cellophane bags and find a large rock and put in in my ass to find out what it feels like, Well, it does not take long as it is burning I can control as my fingers go right to my hole as I shove them in like I'm fucking my self. I go to the kitchen and find in the fruit bin a cucumber and shove it in hard and fast. I did it with no lube, so I was hurting for a few days, but I want to do it again. One day Sal tell me there is a big delivery and if I can fit on my bike, I say yes. The address is not one I have delivered to before, but it's a big order, so the tip should be beautiful. I get to the door of a big home, and there is a note of the door saying the door is open bring it straight into the kitchen. As I walk to the kitchen, I see two boys naked about my age in the living room with hoods on their heads a chain around their neck and a cage around their dick on their knees. I get to the kitchen and stop right in my tracks, the one with the business cards when I strip it's him. He is dressed all in black with a riding crop in his hand then tells me to put the food down and to come with him.

I parked my bike, got out my torch and headed over in the direction of the infamous fuck tree. I'd been there in the daytime so I knew how to get there. It was 9.00pm at night, maybe too early for some, but I was eager to visit this alleged barebacking prime site. After about 5 minutes I arrived at the site and was disappointed to find only two men there, one guy was, however, fucking the other bareback over a large concrete rubbish bin, obviously built with us in mind. As I watched I leant against the uprooted tree that gave the area its name: “The fuck tree”. I was turned on by watching the bareback action and so got out my cock and started wanking to the action. This caught the attention of the guy, who was currently fucking the other over the bin. He stopped fucking him and came over to me. Before I knew what was happening he had turned me round, lubed his cock and plunged it bare into my hole. I was being fucked for the first time on the fuck tree. He was obviously turned on by this new meat and thrust in and out energetically. As he screwed me bare, I noticed around the area a few clusters of people looking on at what was going on. With a loud and satisfied grunt he unloaded himself into me and then left the area hurriedly. With no one else actually coming forward and feeling awkward about having interrupted the other guy's fun, I now turned my attention to him. I got my cock back to full erection and entered the guy from behind. He welcomed the attention. He seemed to struggle with the size of my cock and asked me if I had any poppers, I duly handed over my fresh new bottle, which he gratefully inhaled, complimenting on its strength and asking where I'd purchased it. Whilst I was banging away, many of those who had been standing at a distance now came close. Not just to see things up close, but clearly they wanted their turn with this piece of meat. As soon, as I had erupted inside the guy, another member of the group took his turn in fucking the man. Others eagerly prepared their cocks in anticipation of their turn. Another man arrived, dressed up in suspenders and wearing eyeshadow and lipstick. He stood over the fuck tree and prepared to be taken. He attracted many of those waiting their turns with the bin man. He was soon receiving his first bare cock. I thought I'd get in on the action by going round the other side of the tree and seeing if this new guy could suck my cock back into action. So I wiped out my cock and got him to suck it, which he munched on enthusiastically. He certainly did the trick and before not too long, I was fully erect and feeling the sap rising in my balls. The sight of this spit-roasting, with one guy pounding away and then releasing his spunk inside him, followed immediately by another, was too much for me and for the second time of the night I released my jizz. This time into the willing mouth of the transvestite whore. But I was envious of both men being taken in turn mostly bare, receiving cum load after cum load inside them. I too wanted to be a cum slut that evening and feel my hole being filled with strangers' sperm. Yet I was frightened of the consequences. It was make or break for me. Should I stay or should I go? I took the plunge as my lust got the better of me and walked back round the tree. Then I dropped my trousers and leant against the tree for all cummers to take me. This certainly drew many of the assembled crowd over to me and I was almost immediately shafted by an older guy ready to blow his load inside me. He took next to no time finishing himself off by blowing his load inside me, the second of the evening for me. Another well-endowed black man took his turn and forced his very large member inside me. I was struggling to cope with a cock that big and had to resort to the poppers I'd brought along to facilitate his entering me. Although painful, I was really enjoying the large cock being pushed fully inside me, stretching me. I was beginning to realise my dreams of being a cum slut. Suddenly he held his cock thrust fully inside me for a good minute as gallons of his sperm soaked my insides. I was now craving as much bare dick as I could get and happily took any dicks offered to me. I could feel the squelching from load after load being poured into me. Then another guy came forward, quite beefy with an obvious biohazard tattoo on his chest. After all the loads I had already taken, I was in no position to refuse him entry. He shoved his cock firmly up me bare and started pushing in and out roughly. As he thrust in and out, he kept saying to me, I'm going to breed you and soon you'll get my toxic load inside you. With one final thrust he jerked violently and I knew his toxic spunk was now flowing inside. As I left the heath, I could feel all the loads beginning to trickle down my legs. I wondered what I had done, yet felt very satisfied with so much cum inside me that evening.

I'm a top. I'm not into scat but I like a musty ass too but most guys don't appear to be into that. I have a guy that I visit every other month or so. When we plan to meet, I always arrive to his place early so that I can get there before he gets home. I want to get there before he can take a shower. Several times I've gotten there just as he is coming home from jogging. Once we go to his bedroom, I start making out with him before he takes off his clothes. He then tries to head toward the bathroom but that's when I push him onto the bed and open his legs to expose his hole. He then freaks out a little and tries to stop me by telling me that he wants to take a shower first. I force his legs open. Just as I get close to his ass the scent hits me in the face. I start rimming his how like crazy. He recoils because he doesn't feel clean but I force him to stay down. I get so excited that I decide to fuck him now. So I get between his legs and stick my dick him. He stops resisting and gives in. I realize that there could be "consequences" to not letting him get ready for it, but once I get a whiff of that ass, I'm in it to win it.

There is a brief mention of GHB in this post being used to lower inhibitions. Dinner time rolled around, and Jerol had texted Billy and myself saying what time to be ready and he'd meet us in our dorm room. Billy found it "so funny" that Jerol had invited us both to dinner. He had no idea I watched Jerol take his straight boy cherry, just as he did mine. Jerol knocked on our door, I was sweating, I don't know why I was so nervous. Part of me was scared Jerol would try something with both of us, thereby outing me...or what I'd done with him. Then again, I already know about Billy, and it didn't bother me, so I guess that would be okay. I'm just so nervous, about something(s). Jerol looked damn good. He was wearing a tight t-shirt and tight khaki's that really, really showed off his bulge and ass. I was trying very hard not to look at his package. I broke out in another sweat when he grabbed me and pulled me in for a group hug. My hand kinda drifted down to Billy's ass on accident and fuck, I got hard. I'm still in the habit of wearing my jockstraps so fortunately it kept my 7.5 guy down, but I gotta say I clearly had something going on in my pants. I should've worn loose jeans. We had a great time at dinner. We ended up not really eating, we started at a bar table because of the wait, and Jerol's ex-girlfriend was our waitress so by the time our name was called we'd all decided we'd just stay where we were at and enjoy some more half-priced beers thanks to the ex. We all laughed and talked like we had known each other for years. We were checking out girls saying what we'd like to do to them, yet, I kept catching Jerol giving Billy and I a certain "look." When we settled up we were walking back to campus and went right by a fairly empty pub, it looked pretty chill so we decided to pop in since Jerol knew the bartender, he knew we wouldn't get ID'd. I was freshly 18 and Billy was about to turn 19, although with his babyface, he looked younger. We each tried a flight of beers, which was cool, getting to sample a lot of different types. I was beginning to feel kinda weird. I guess I'd drank too much on an empty stomach. That didn't explain why I was getting so horny though. I could barely keep from touching Jerol and Billy. Billy seemed to be in the same predicament as myself. Any excuse to touch and we'd take it. I finally said we'd better head back to the dorms. Jerol said he'd get the check, Billy and I were happy to let him treat us, we waited by the door. Huh...that looked like a $100 bill Jerol gave his bartender buddy. I know we didn't drink anywhere near that amount. Maybe he was just tipping him really well. By the time we got back to the dorm I was hot, I felt like my insides and crotch were on fire and my jockstrap strained to keep my cock down. I had already untucked my shirt on the walk back to try and hide it. We entered the dorm room and Jerol asked if we wanted some more beer or a drink. Billy quickly said,"more beer!" I felt dehydrated and "off" so I asked for water. Jerol said, he'd go get it from his dorm, but he was gonna change too and get more comfortable. I told Billy,"he's right, I need to change too, I'm hot as fuck right now." I turned the a/c down to 65F degrees and started clumsily and quickly ripping my clothes off with my back toward Billy. I heard him doing the same. I turned around and caught him bending over trying to get his legs out of his pants. What the fuck?! Billy was wearing a jockstap! AND I could see his perfect smooth ass and a wet pink hole buried in those cheeks. I was burning up inside now and I don't know what happened but when I saw him bent over...I couldn't control myself, I'd pushed Billy down onto his bed on his stomach, and yanked his pants off his legs. "Let me help ya man, you seem to be having problem with these pants," I said menacingly. Well now my face was a mere foot away from his ass, it smelled of soap and a little sweat, I was so hard my cock had pushed it's way out the side of my jockstrap. I grabbed his ass cheeks and buried my tongue into Billy's hole. I don't know why I"m doing this. I'm acting like an animal. I didn't ask Billy if he wanted this or anything. Gawd, his hole tasted good. I couldn't get enough of it. I was eating it like a medium rare ribeye. It vaguely registered with me that Billy was moaning like a bitch in heat as I tongue fucked his glorious boy hole. He didn't have a single hair on or in his ass. His hands reached back and spread his thick ass so I could get in deeper. "Wh..what are you doing?" Billy breathlessly said "I pulled my face out of his ass, and began apologizing,"I'm so fuckin sorry man! I, I don't what I'm doing." "Don't STOP!" Billy yelled I dove straight back into his hole. He was so clean and delicious down there. I couldn't help myself, I got up behind him and placed my cock onto his hole and spat down on it as I began to shove my hardened wood into his incredibly tight bitch ass. I'm fuckin delirious from horniness at this point. I've lost all self control. Billy first let out a deep groan, then screamed as I sank all 7.5 inches into his hole with just spit for lube. I was balls deep in him now. He was panting hard and I apologized again, I don't understand what's come over me, I was sawing my cock in and out of his hole while I held his arms down on the bed and basically raped his hole. I could feel the cum boiling in my balls and ready to blast out. And just like that, Billy began moaning,"OH SHIT! OH SHIT! FUCK! I'M CUMMING!" As he shot his load onto the bed his hole clenched and milked my shaft like a machine and I let loose. There was no turning back as I fired off load after load after load into his warm pussy. We were panting and struggling to gain some sort of composure. I just realized we could be caught any time by Jerol. "Fuck Billy, that was so hot, I'm sorry, we better get dressed before Jerol comes back." I said. "Stay right the fuck there boys!" Jerol said. I whipped my head around to see Jerol naked stroking his giganic cock. Billy didn't even move. It was like he didn't give two shits about anything right now. "Jerol!" I exclaimed,"I, uhm, I don't know what happened, Billy and I were undressing, and I saw him bend over, and, and well, I couldn't stop myself." "Relax man," Jerol responded, "that's the GHB and viagra in you. My buddy at the bar spiked your beers, that's why I ordered us all those bitter deep lagers and IPA's, so you wouldn't taste it." "You fucking drugged us!" I yelled back, I was mad, but I hadn't moved out of Billy's ass, I couldn't leave it. "Dude, it was hardly anything, you're horny as fuck, I can see that, and you feel amazing with no inhibitions right? What's wrong with a little fun? You had to have known I was gonna fuck you on your little visit here right?" Jerol rationalized his actions to me. Fuck it, he's right. I just want more ass, more fucking. "Stick that cock in me Jerol," I commanded. It felt odd telling him what to do. But I wanted to feel that pain and know I'm taking such a monstrous cock inside my tiny hole. He wasted no time in grabbing the oil out of his shorts on the floor and slicking his erection up and pouring some on my twitching hole. He began to rub his cockhead on my aching hole and I pushed back toward it, feeling the pain and hugeness of it, at the same time my cock was going in and out of Billy's tightness, I felt my cum leaking slowly from Billy's hole, so I scooped some up and reached around to rub it on my own hole. I felt Jerol starting to enter me now. FUCK IT HURT. But I grit my teeth hard because I was so horny, I was gonna take that huge cock no matter what. He was sinking into me when Jerol pushed a bottle under my nose, "inhale real big, both nostrils" he told me. I was scared. I didn't know what this was. "I don't wanna do any more drugs Jerol, I'm so horny from what you already slipped me," I complained. "Relax, it's totally legal, it'll just get your hole to open up a little bit." Jerol explained. I wasn't opposed to that, so I began inhaling through each nostril. Fuuuuck....oh my gawd, he's sinking the whole thing into me. All ten inches were pushing past any tightness and ripping me open. I felt his balls on mine, he was fully inside me. He made me take another hit of that bottle and I began to buck back against his cock. My own hard cock was now pumping in and out of Billy's hole while I fucked myself on Jerol's horse cock. I was in a state of painful bliss. It was probably the pain that kept me from falling into whatever realm Billy was in. He just laid there moaning over and over and telling me to blow another load inside him. I began to pick up the speed and was really ramming into Billy's sweet hole. Jerol's cock had stretched me to my max and I felt it thicken. I knew that feeling, he was about to blow. I grabbed Billy's hips and began slamming his ass so fast, that I felt Jerol start exploding inside me which in turn brought me to my own climax, I yelled,"FUCKIN TAKE MY CUM! YOU FAGGOT WHORE!" As I blasted another huge load into Billy, he was a quivering beefcake moaning and mumbling something about taking my loads and being a slut. We slowly unhooked ourselves from each other. Billy crawled up on his bed and rolled over onto his back. I got up there too and Jerol crawled in between Billy's legs, lifting his lifeless limp legs up and I watched as Jerol sank his cock into Billy's wet beat up pussy. I sat there and jerked off while Jerol blasted another load into Billy, I was cumming when Jerol told Billy to take his filthy poz load. What was that again? He told me that once too. I came inside Billy two more times that night as Jerol nutted inside me too. We all fell asleep naked and cum dripping from mine and Billy's holes.

Crazy , always been a masc guy with a hard bluecollar job! Usely bearded, weight lifter, reg guy! Never knew my husband would turn my ass into a cock craving pussy. It craves cock& has anal orgasms! My hole will spasmn , grip& milk a cock or toy. I can even mentally hole orgasm thinking of sex, don’t even care to cum, do other btm experience this? Do other btm feel it a functioning pussy? It has to be bb too. Buddy says i should get fisted but not sure, any thoughts?

Hesitantly, Peter got to his knees and the man waddled over to him. The lad eyed the inflamed, wart covered cock and looked at me imploringly. I just shrugged, aware of my own erection straining in my pants and the man grinned. "Turns you on, does it? Your mate sucking my filthy cock?" As he spoke, he grasped Peter's head and slid his cock into his mouth. Peter gagged and resisted, then shuddered and gave in, grasping the man's hairy balls and sucking his cock. "Nice!" Said the man. "Lick the shaft" Peter did as he was told, and I watched his pink tongue caress the shaft and lick over the warts which clustered like tiny grapes. I took out my cock and began to rub it. The man gestured me over and grasped my erection in his grubby fist and began to wank me. "Dirty bastards!" He chuckled, raising Peter up, turning him round and bending him over. He scratched at the sores on his belly, then stuck a finger into Peter's arsehole. Peter winced as the man's slimey finger ploughed into him. "Oh yeah! Got some spunk up there already haven't you boy?" Peter nodded and I watched as the man pressed the head of his cock into Peter's anus. It slid in easily until the rash on his belly was pressed against Peter's plump bottom. The man gave a sigh of satisfaction. "That's smooth! " He began to slide sensuously in and out until Peter was groaning and pushing back to meet the thrusts of the diseased cock in his rectum. I was so excited and the janitor noticed how hard my cock was. "Got some lube?" He asked. I nodded and dug the tube out of my pocket. "Fuck me, then. "He said. "I love it up my arse when I'm fucking." He bent forward over Peter's back and spread his cheeks. His hole was puffy and slack and there was a nasty sore on his anus. I hesitated, but he took my arm and said " Come on...ooof thats good ...stick it in or I'll have to...ahhh.. report you." To be honest, I didn't need much persuasion. The thought of sliding my cock into that diseased hole was almost too much to bear. I squeezed some lube onto my finger and anointed his hole, smearing it inside and out over the large sore at the entrance. I dropped my trousers and pants and got behind him. For a second I hesitated but he reached back, grasped my cock and rubbed the head over his hole and around the sore. With a gasp I pushed forward, watching his hole open around my cock as it slid deliciously up into his backside until I was crouched over him fucking his arse as he buggered Peter beneath him. It didn't last long. I heard him start to grunt like a pig as he thrust harder into the plump bottom beneath him. "Gonna cum!" He gasped. "Take my dirty spunk!" With that he grunted and shuddered beneath me and I knew he was filling Peter with his sperm. I kept thrusting as he finished and sagged over Peter's back. "Cum up me!" He gasped. I didn't need a second invitation. I thrust right up him and spurted gloriously and hard into his rectum. moving my cock in ecstasy deep inside him....

Confidence is attractive. Cockiness to s charming. Arrogance is off-putting.

I live in Los Angeles and the Mayor announced last week that while some things would be opening, “Safer at home” would continue to August. We started lockdown in mid March. We also have to wear masks while outside your home not just for grocery stores and medical offices - everywhere. My husband and I discussed bringing in a trusted third for an exclusive sex relationship. It would be a closed loop relationship for the three of us. He has also been quarantined and we feel that we can trust him. It would include all aspects of sex, including, Yikes - kissing. He is mulling it over, but sees no reason not to do it. It wouldn’t be forever, but until things get a little less crazy, it’s a form of safe play for the three of us.

IMHO, a well thought out start to a list that is sure to grow @rawTOP. I also lived through a lot of the HIV days and was actually in a sero-discordant relationship for about 12 years, and so when PrEP became available, it was an obvious choice to me to help be proactive about my health and lower risk with my undetectable partner. And I agree, this is a virus that will make some folks pause and think about things.... everyone will have to do what is right for them. I hope they are respectful of others in that process. I (used to) travel all over the world as part of my job. Mostly Europe, Africa, USA and Canada. Obviously, that isn't happening right now and I don't see a huge, quick turnaround. And that suits me fine, as I have a job that allows me to work at home - when I'm not working in airports. I've been alone in my home office since the second week of March. I've left the house 3 times, after dinner when the crowds in the grocery store are dwindling. I'm in/out like a ninja buying what I need, while wearing a mask and gloves. And then straight home to 'wash' some of my groceries. I stay in touch with my FWB's a few times a week. It's a relatively small list. I have realized this was likely a good thing. Why? In discussion with two of my closest FWB's we realized we have been isolating ourselves quite a bit from everyone. All limited to our once or twice a month foray for food. Masked. One has asthma (like me) and one had kidney issues years ago and is on a disability pension. We have really watched our P's and Q's. Internet meetings only with family and friends. Rob called me yesterday and said... "I haven't had sex in 12 weeks. I haven't left my house in 12 weeks. I'm losing it. What about you?" My response was that I had gone out for some groceries 3 times in the last 12 weeks. That's it. We have been FWB for years and we trust one another. And so, we got together yesterday and had a good solid romp. We're both versatile so there was some good breeding going on. I think this will be my new normal for a while. We even talked about that part and agreed this was about as risky as we would get. He went home to his house and I plan to stay in mine until sometime next week when I need some supplies. Masked. Gloved. I DO like the idea of pump n' dumps or gloryhole fucks tho.... maybe on the back deck? Hmmm. Great thread. I will be curious to see what others have to say and their experiences...

I was in High School when this all went down. It was the summer, and I had just turned 18. I was looking forward to basketball camp at a University about 40 miles from my home town. This was the type of basketball camp where we stayed in the mostly empty dorms for the 5 days we were there. The first day was a hard one, the instructors were tough. My group was paired off with a freshman University player. He was tall, of course, maybe 6'7" or so. He was very good looking and mixed race. He looked like he might have been 1/3rd black or possibly half black. He wasted no time in shucking his shirt, and wow...his body was ripped. You could see every muscle in his body. He had a tiny bit of hair in the middle of his chest, which I found very attractive since I barely had any hair except my pits and crotch. I noticed his ass and crotch as he demonstrated moves for us. His ass was the definition of a bubble butt, I swear you could probably bounce a brick off of it and he was no slump in the crotch department, his bulge was prominent. I don't know why I was noticing all of that. I have a girlfriend, maybe it's because I hadn't seen such a well developed man this close in person and about my age. He also worked with us one on one and every time it was my turn it felt like he was deliberately making sure his skin touched as much of my skin as possible. The smell of clean fresh sweat was extremely intoxicating and I was glad I had worn my jockstrap to keep my cock down. Why was this turning me on? I guess it had been two weeks since I got to hookup with my girl. She was at church camp and my basketball camp overlapped her camp by a day. I was blessed with a pretty decent sized cock, about 7.5 inches, cut and quite thick. I could also cum multiple times in a row without going limp and I was a shooter. So not having been able to fuck in over two weeks was beginning to take it's toll on me. We finally had a lunch break and we broke off into our groups to eat, our instructor, Jerol, sat with us, more specifically, sat right next to me on the grass. We all laughed and talked. Turned out his dorm room was in our building with the rest of the guys. By the end of the day we all were fast friends, including Jerol. We all retired to our dorm buildings, and settled in, and began readying for a much needed shower time. I was on the phone with my girlfriend while everyone else went and showered. She kept me on the phone for at least 45 minutes and I finally convinced her I had to go or there'd be no hot water left. My three other roomies were already back in our dorm talking to their girlfriends or family. I got my stuff together and went to the shower area. It was locked up! Why would they lock up the shower area at all? I didn't understand, I thought this area was open 24/7. Just then Jerol came down the stairs and saw me standing at the door holding all my shower gear. He said,"sorry man, I didn't know anyone was left, but hey, there's a shower area on my floor and they keep it open all the time for us that stay over the summer. I followed him up to his floor and he showed me the shower area, it was actually a lot nicer than ours. He started to undress in front of me, which was cool by me, I've seen plenty of naked bodies. I was shucking my clothes as well. That's when I saw out the corner of my eye his huge cock. It had to be 7 inches soft and thick as a coke can. I couldn't stop glaring at it. I broke out of my trance when he started walking towards me with his monster swinging at my eye level as I sat on the bench trying to cover my thickening cock. "Come on man, let's get some soap on our ass and balls," Jerol said while patting my face. I reluctantly got up carrying my towel in front of me to hide my growing erection. He started the showerhead first and while his eyes were closed I was able to put my back toward him and hide my dick. It was a "hard" situation to shower next to this hung god and hide my erection the whole time. Once we were back to the locker area drying off Jerol began putting oil all over his body. He said,"most black guys have to use lotion or oil on our bodies after a shower so are skin doesn't get ashy." I told him I had to do that during the winter myself. Jerol asked, "Hey man, can you get my back and shoulders, I can't ever get to all of it," I said "sure, but you'll have to sit on the bench, because you're kinda too tall for me to reach your shoulders." We both laughed and he sat down, still naked. I had gotten my underwear and shorts on at least. As I rubbed the oil on his back and shoulders he let out a light moan. It took my by surprise and I froze. "Man after today's workout, your hands just feel so good on my sore muscles, do you think you could massage me?" Jerol asked. I was reluctant, I hadn't ever touched another guy like this, but I desperately wanted to keep touching him. His skin felt like velvet stretched on top of tight muscles so I agreed to massage him. He quickly stood up and grabbed his stuff and said,"come on, let's go to my dorm room so it's more comfortable." I just did what he asked and followed him. Once we got inside, he pulled off his shorts and laid down on his bed in just his underwear. He told me to straddle him and work on his shoulders. I did as commanded as if in a trance. His hands eventually started rubbing my thighs as I massaged his shoulders, I was hard as a rock and there was no hiding it. I thought,"thankfully he can't see my erection about to bust out of my shorts." It was at that exact moment Jerol flipped over lifting my body easily on his ass and as he turned over my ass slid across his butt, then hip, and rested right on his crotch. I was frozen in fear as he saw my erection and I quickly tried to put my hands over it. Jerol laughed and said,"relax man, you're not the only one enjoying this," It was then that I realized I wasn't just sitting on his crotch, I was sitting on a steel rod of about 10 inches and thick as my arm. Jerol smiled a Hollywood smile at me as his hands went to my bare hips and began stroking my exposed skin, he wasted no time fishing my cock out of my shorts and started jerking my cock with his oily hands. "You're pretty hung for such a young white boy," Jerol complimented me. I was shaking I was so nervous, I pushed myself off of him and blurted out,"I'm not gay, I have a girlfriend! That's why I was late to the shower." Jerol smiled that smile at me again, and grabbed my hand, pulling me back toward him next to the bed. "It's cool man, I've got a girl too, she's back in her hometown for the summer though, and men like us have needs. We're just helping each other out." Jerol explained. I couldn't say anything as he slowly pulled my shorts and underwear down to my knees where my raging hardon was right in front of his sculpture like face. In one swift movement he took my whole cock down his throat. My knees buckled and I almost lost it. I'd never felt anything like that before. To be deep throated in that manner was something completely new to me. His large hands practically covered both my ass cheeks as he used them to pull my body forward causing me to throat fuck him. He was going at such a speed I suddenly realized I was about to cum. I grabbed his head and hoarsely said,"SHIT! I'm gonna cum!" I unleashed a torrent of cum, blasting down his throat. He kept sucking me and swallowed every drop. I was weak as my cock was still lodged in his throat. He gently moved me to the bed and slowly pulled off my cock. I was still rock hard and out of sorts. Confused by what had just happened. Jerol stood up and yanked off his shorts and underwear, he got onto the floor on his knees in front of me, and quickly pulled off my clothes. He went down on me again, sucking in my hard dick down to my balls. He was a pro, I'd never had anyone suck my dick all the way down and certainly not at this speed and expert level. He made his way down to my balls and began licking and sucking them as his oily hand stroked my boner. I was in heaven, I just laid back and let him pleasure me. Every time I felt like I was about to bust another load, his hand would slow down or stop as he continued to lick my balls, his tongue was so long it was stretching out and licking my taint even. That felt good too. He lifted my legs up so that my ass cheeks were almost resting on his thick muscular shoulders, one hand wrapped around my thigh and continued to stroke my cock, he used this position to suddenly push my hips up and within a second his tongue was on my asshole! Holy fuck that felt good. I began to relax even more as he licked my hole, he would flex his tongue and start to dart it in and out of my loosening wet hole. I was beginning to leak precum steadily. He pivoted my body so that instead of my ass hanging off the bed I was now on the bed with my legs up and he crawled up onto the bed between my legs with his tongue still inside my hole. He grabbed the oil and poured a bunch on his huge cock, I was amazed at how incredibly thick and long it was. His dickhead looked like golf ball on the end of a extra long beer can. He crawled up to where our cocks were rubbing against each other, he was jerking both of us off at the same time. He grabbed my hand and put it on his dick. This was the first time I'd touched it. It felt oddly satisfying and strange to be stroking another guy off, let alone masturbating a cock that my hand couldn't even fully reach around. I could see little pearls of precum popping up out of piss slit and saw a tattoo of a 4-leaf clover on below where his waistband would've been and below that some sort of tribal design, it looked like something from Resident Evil 7: Biohazard. It's cool he's a gamer too! But currently I was mesmerized by how beautiful and big his cock was in my hands. He pulled my legs up to his shoulders and began to thrust his monster against my cock and balls as he leaned over my and his face got closer to mine. He was telling me, "damn, you're so hot, you're making me so horny with your tight white body." This strangely turned me on even more as he thrusted his body against mine. Eventually I noticed that his thrusting movements had somehow changed our position a bit and his gigantic cock was now rubbing up and down my ass crack. Occasionally his cockhead would catch on my hole and apply some pressure. It actually felt amazing. I didn't know my asshole could make me feel so good. It was making me think I might cum again. More and more his cockhead would catch on my hole and more and more it felt like it was beginning to penetrate my hole. Just a little bit, like the outter ring maybe. It hurt, but with all the oil, it was still feeling more good than bad. He was breathing hard and when I looked at his face, his mouth was open and he was panting as he thrust onto my hole. I was beginning to feel like a piece of meat, and I'm embarrassed to say it made me hornier. At some point during one of the times his dick caught on my hole and slightly penetrated me, he pushed harder with his weight, and I felt his cock enter me, just about an inch or two, but it had hit something extra tight right inside my butthole. I felt like I had just been ripped open. I screamed but his massive muscular body held me tight in that position. I pleaded, "oh fuck, take it out man. It hurts to much. Pleeeassse take it out." Jerol said,"if I take it out right now, it's gonna hurt way worse, just don't move okay? I didn't mean to enter you, I'll take it out in a minute when your hole relaxes." I did what he said, I just laid there, not moving a muscle. He stayed still with his huge cock lodged a couple inches inside me. Tears began to leak out my closed eyes from the pain. I opened them and looked at him. His face was full of lust and it looked like he enjoyed seeing my tears. "Jerol, please take it out, it hurts so bad," I begged. It was actually beginning to loosen up, but it still hurt like hell and I didn't want to tell him there was "less" pain now. "I'm sorry," Jerol replied,"I didn't mean for it to go inside you, I promise when you loosen up and relax, I'll take it out." His hips began to gently rock, not really thrust or anything, but his cock was moving inside me, but not going deeper. I was beginning to feel better, it still felt painful, but not like the initial pain. I told him I thought it was loosening up and he could probably take it out now. He said,"okay baby boy, let me put some more oil on it so that it will come out easier." He grabbed the oil and liberally poured more all over his cock and my hole. He laid on top of me with his face buried in my neck, he started to kiss my neck and as I relaxed more, I felt his cock actually go deeper inside me! "Ouch ouch ouch! Jerol! Please, this hurts so bad, you're going deeper." I pleaded. His kisses became more frantic as he worked his mouth up my neck and to my cheek, his thick soft lips locked onto mine. This was the first time a guy had ever kissed me, and it felt so good. He had some thick lips and as they worked my lips, his tongue opened up my mouth, I immediately let his tongue enter my mouth and I began kissing him back, hard. I was in so much lust. I felt myself break out in a sweat as I kissed back with all my might, when I realized his cock was going in deeper again. I was moaning into his mouth from the pain when all of a sudden his pushed his weight down on me and my hole broke open, he sank about half his cock into me. I cried out loud, but he had his hand on behind my head and my mouth was locked onto his mouth. I screamed into his mouth as he began pumping his huge cock in and out of my torn hole. I was hitting his shoulders and sides with my fists, but they didn't seem to phase him at all. He finally broke our kiss and grabbed my wrists, yanking them above my head. "Listen here bitch, I haven't fucked in a week, and you gave up your pussy real quick, so relax, I need this," Jerol commanded. I was crying now as he held onto my wrists and was pumping 4-5 inches in and out of my incredibly stretched tight hole. I cried to him,"Please Jerol, take it out, it hurts so bad." He replied by reaching for his phone and setting a timer for 5 minutes, Jerol told me,"Just let me go for 5 minutes, I'll take it out then okay?" He continued fucking his cock in and out of my hole, and kept going deeper. At some point, he was deep enough he hit something, I guessed it was my prostate. It felt really weird, like I had to piss or cum or both. I have to admit that when his gold ball cockhead hit me there it sent shockwaves through me. I resigned myself to letting him fuck my hole for the remainder of the 5 minute timer because, well, it did feel really good when he hit that spot even though I felt like my hole was being torn a new one. I looked at the timer and it had been 4 minutes, he somehow had worked all ten inches into my tight hole and now my prostate was getting a constant barrage of pleasure despite the pain I felt in other places. The timer finally went off, and he reached over to cancel it. I sighed in relief while he was still balls deep in me. He said,"fuck man, I'm almost ready to cum, just let me go a little bit longer, I can tell I'm hitting your g-spot now, you can't hide how much you like my cock hitting your good spot. I replied,"No, I mean, yes, you're hitting something and it feels fuckin good but it still hurts in other places, you're just too big." Jerol continued,"Please, I'm so close to cumming, just give me a few more minutes? Please? You're so hot, and your hole is the tightest I've had, just a couple minutes?" He said all this while gently flexing and pumping his cock against my prostate, making me shoot a tiny bit of precum onto my belly. I counter negotiated with him, "If I let you go a few more minutes, you gotta put a condom on if you're gonna cum." He smiled like he'd won. He said,"Okay man, I'll put a condom on, but you gotta let me cum in you, it's the only way I can bust." "Okay, but go slow when you put it back in and just cum if you have on a condom." I said. Jerol grabbed a condom, and gently pulled out of my hole. I felt very empty, and although I felt relieved, I also really missed that feeling my prostate had. Jerol wrapped up his cock and spread a ton of oil onto his cock. He positioned it on my hole and slowly re-entered me. It was slick and still felt tight as hell. I reached down and wrapped my hand around his cock and felt his ten inches slowly sink into my battered hole. He bottomed out and began to long dick me. I still had my hand on his cock as he piston fucked me, he was hitting my prostate at a much faster speed now and my eyes rolled back into my head as the intensity built up. He was pounding my ass now I felt his huge cock fucking past my hand right into my hole so deep and fast. I felt my asshole hairs in between my fingers and hands as his cock pounded away. I didn't have much hair on my asshole though, maybe I was feeling his pubes. Jerol was panting and breathing hard,"You want my cum bitch? Say it. Tell me you want this nigger cum in your white boy pussy." He was wrecking my prostate so good, I just went with it and started to tell him, "fuck my white boy pussy, I want your cum deep in me." We kept trading filthy talk which made me even hotter, I was feeling his monster fuck my hole with my hand and suddenly I felt another orgasm racing through me, I couldn't even talk, I tried to say I was cumming but couldn't, I blew a pint of cum all over our bodies. My cock was spraying our naked bodies when he slammed balls deep into me and roared. I felt his cock become even thicker against my straining anal walls as it was shooting cum like a fire hose into me. My hand on his cock felt it blasting through his shaft and out his cockhead buried deep in my bowels. He started to pump his cock in and out of me again, faster this time. I said,"didn't you cum?" Jerol replied,"fuck yeah, I unloaded and bred you good, but I've got one more for ya so hang on." He was fucking the hell out of my now limp body. I took my hand off his pistoning cock and as he slam fucked my hole I looked down at my hand to see it slick with oil but also ten or twelve pieces of rubber stuck all over it. I realized the condom hadn't just broke, it was shredded. "Jerol! Stop! Stop! The condom broke!" He was fucking my weak limp body so hard now he didn't pay attention to me and blew another huge load inside me. I laid there and let him cum inside me having no strength to fight his large muscular body. He began very slowly pulling out of my hole. I told him again,"Jerol, I told you to stop, the condom is shredded," Jerol, looked at my hand covered in condom pieces, and said,"Yeah I think it broke when I was putting it in your hole, you were just too tight man." I looked at him in shock. "Why didn't you say anything?" Jerol responded,"We made a deal, you said I could cum in you if I had a condom on." I asked if I could use his toilet, as I needed to try and shit out his cum. He told me his didn't work, I'd have to use one in my dorm or the ones in the shower area. I put my clothes back on as he laid naked, his cock half hard slick with oil and cum still on his dick head. I don't know why I did it, after feeling so used and worthless, but I went over and sucked his cock clean, he pulled my head off his cock and told me I'd better get back to my room because it was curfew. I went down to my floor and it dawned on me I couldn't use our dorm bathroom to shit out Jerol's cum. I tried the shower area again, but it was still locked. I stuffed a bunch of toilet paper in between by crack and just went to sleep exhausted, I immediately knocked out.

Two years ago I was in DC at the Eagle and two muscular black guys in their mid-30s in harnesses and I were cruising each other. I was 38 at the time, smooth athletic build and wearing jeans and a t-shirt. I finally went over to talk to them and one of them said "Come on. You're going back to our place, you fucking pig." Sounded good to me so I followed them back to their place. We get there and they tell me to strip down to the black jock I was wearing, and to get into the sling. They also stripped, although they left on their harnesses. Next thing I know my right arm was tied above my head and one of the guys asked me if I partied. I said I smoked some T before, but not much. They just looked at each other. They asked if I was poz, to which I answered "No, I'm neg." Another look. Next thing I knew I saw three syringes with orange caps. Being tied-up in a sling, I started to panic a little, but the bigger of the two guys, Terry, said "Relax, we got ya." I responded "Please, don't." Terry replied "You're still our slut for the night." Next thing I knew he wiped my forearm with an alcohol swap, and inserted a needle into my arm. I saw a tinge of blood enter the syringe and then he depressed the plunger, injecting the liquid into my arm. I completely lost my breath and gasped, but Terry encouraged me to take a deep breath. I coughed three or four times, and then felt warm and tingly. My ass felt as if it was on fire. I just looked at Terry and Tom, the other top, and blurted out "Please, fuck me. Please, give me your cock." The two guys laughed at me and said "Good boy, now we have you the way we like you - a hungry Tina junkie, begging for cock." Tom approached to fuck me with his 9.5 inch big black cock. When I realized he was not wearing a condom, I said "No, not raw, please, SIR" but he responded "Shut up, slut and take it" and with that he rammed his entire raw cock into my ass, and all I could do was beg for it. He chuckled "What do you want, white boy?" I answered "Please fuck me SIR." Tom yelled "You want this nigger cock boy?" I muttered "Yes, SIR." I didn't wanna say it. but he made me, and finally I screamed "Fuck me SIR - give me that huge nigger cock up my pussy." Good slut" he replied, and proceeded to fuck me then grunted "Take my poz load boy - here it comes." I was so high I begged him to breed me. When Tom withdrew, Terry was next at bat, and Tom disappeared downstairs. Same thing - another case of "Take my big black cock boy" and as he fed me his 10.5. inches. It was so fucking thick I kept the poppers handy and was begging for it up my pig cunt. He also bred me and as he blew his load I found myself saying "Feed me your cum SIR, breed me" to which he responded "Here it comes, boy - another poz load for your pussy." When he pulled-out and I could feel cum dripping down my legs. My hole felt so empty and I squirmed in the sling, at which point Terry pick-up a huge red butt plus and proceeded to shove it up my pig cunt. It felt soooo good to be stuffed. Then he disappeared downstairs for a good 15 minutes. Next thing I knew, Terry, Tom and two more huge black muscle guys walked into the room. Terry (or was it Tom?) said to the guys "Here's the junkie slut we are pozzing. You want some?" The guys immediately stripped and proceeded to slam themselves. While they were prepping themselves, Tom asked me "You need another slam boy? This time its gonna be a big one - we want you really fucked up." Tom proceeded to stick himself and draw some of his blood into the syringe. As I watched, he depressed the plunger only a bit. The next thing I knew he pulled it out of his arm and stuck me with it - injecting his poz blood into my arm. No sooner had the contents of the syringe entered my blood stream, well, I was flying! I coughed even harder this time and all four of the guys laughed at me. Tom said "Good slut - I just gave you a .5 slam." My pussy was on fire like never before. They untied me from the sling and put me on the bed where they proceeded to take turns on me for over three hours. They even double fucked me. My pussy couldn't get enough bareback cock. The two guests also bred me, so I had four loads in my pig cunt when one of the guys brought out some huge fucking dildos. I honestly didn't think I could take them but certainly wanted to try. I took a deep hit of poppers and the guys proceeded to wreck my hole with extra large black dildos, eventually shoving two in me at once. Sometime later the two guests left, and Tom and Terry fucked me some more, eventually depositing loads five and six in my ass. Late morning I left, and as we parted, Terry and Tom said "Good slut - we want you again. Welcome to the world of poz pig play - you fucking Tina slut." Part 2 next time.

Yeah, I am a romantic, the type of bloke who can and has heart broken. Many years ago, in my 20s, I fell big time for a lad my age, even same birthday, we grew together, had fun, romantic dinners , we had a spark, chemistry, etc, you get the picture. Now this guy, i used to Fuck and him me, tbh, I never fuck, but i truly loved him. Spent 10 years together,I gave him up... I spent all these years with his developing drug addiction, which I could no longer deal with I became ill. We split, we cried, we hugged, we loved, I left. I know he loved me, That considering the problems and me being arrested, he stashed drugs in my home, unbeknown to me, was the most romantic, loving relationship, i have ever had. Sometimes I drift into reflecting on my life and the biggest regret ever. I cry at sad films,keep cinema tickets, holiday tickets, but I miss intimacy and romance.., but, think I am past all that now.

LOL I know someone who is about that big and many walk away but those who are size queens go nuts for him

My ass and body can spasm from the stimulation of an intense fuck. I've been toyed into an anal orgasm so I'm wired for them. My first intense bare fucking brought me to the edge of an anal orgasm. I have strong insemination and impregnation kinks so I think about my cunt as fully functioning and fertile.

Daniel Hausser. A filthy ho if ever I saw one. Lots of snap videos of him getting a strangers load in a club or airport bathroom.

I was a really bad boy yesterday. Got fucked by six guys. 1. Hubs fucked me 2. Went over to a local guy’s place on Grindr. Kinda average cock, couldn’t get up. Never again. 3. Muscle Jewish daddy bred me 4. Arranged for my middle eastern daddy friend to come over after. Sat on his huge dick and cum was leaking out 5. Went to Harlem to visit a handsome white guy who has been fucking me good for 9 years. 6. Had a Hell’s Kitchen 3-way with my buds R & H. R is Vers and took my load & H’s. R&H took turns on my hole A lot of my fwbs r asking me to stay over. I’m so flattered of all the btms they have, they wanna be quarantined with me. Staying over a hunky 35 brunette’s Brooklyn apt tues night. We are going to fuck throughout the evening, work from home together the next day, and fuck in between conference calls.

The Dr stood up and moved to the side of the bench. Mike felt the bench start to lower as the Dr stepped on the pedal. ”Okay Jason, let’s get ready” the doc said. ”Yes sir” Jason replied. Mike heard the rustling of clothing. He looked back and saw the doc with his scrubs pulled down part way. His cock rock hard and still leaking precum. ”Lube me up please” the doc said to Jason. Mike saw Jason walk over to the Dr with a tube of lubricant, he squeezed some into his gloved hand and started to apply it to the docs cock. Stroking him from head to the base of his shaft. ”That should do it” Jason said. He moved over towards Mike and looked at him. ”I’m going to apply some more lube to in your rectum Mike. Just relax okay?” ”Okay” Mike replied. His head was swimming with thoughts of what was about to happen. The Dr was going to fuck him with that awesome cock and give him his viral load. He was pulled out of his thoughts as he felt Jason’s fingers on his hole. Swirling around and then pressure as he inserted them inside of him. He felt Jason’s gloved fingers sliding in and out and swirling around inside. And then suddenly his hole was empty as he pulled them out. ”He’s ready Dr” Jason said. Mike looked back again and saw Jason step back and the doc take his place behind him. ”will you raise the bench a little please Jason?” ”Sure thing doc” Mike felt the bench raising up again. ”Right there! That’s perfect” the doc said. Mike felt the head of the docs cock brush his hole. He clenched out of instinct. But then relaxed as he truly wanted this and knew that the docs cock would feel amazing. ”Okay Mike. Are you sure you want to go through with this procedure?” ”Yes Dr. I really do” ”Okay then, let’s begin. You’re going to feel the pressure of me entering you. Just relax and take deep breaths. Okay?” ”Okay” Mike felt the docs hand on his ass and then felt the pressure of the head of his cock as he started to push into him. Under normal circumstances, Mike would have opened like a flower and pushed back on his cock. But he was a bundle of nerves knowing what was happening and what the outcome would most likely be. The Dr sensed his nerves and started rubbing his lower back telling to relax and to breathe. The whole time he still kept the pressure on his cock penetrating Mikes hole. Mike finally got his breathing under control and felt his body relaxing with his deep breaths. As he did, he felt the docs cock start to enter him more. At this point the sensation took over and Mike felt moan escape his lips. The Dr’s cock kept slowly entering him and before Mike knew it, he felt the docs waist resting on his ass. ”There we go Mike! You’ve got it all in you now. I’ll give you a few seconds to adjust. Then I’ll start thrusting.” ”Okay” Mike said. Mike was loving the feeling of his cock inside of him. He felt the doc grab his hips and telling him that he was going to start. Mike felt his cock start to withdraw from his hole, it felt like he was going to pull completely out, but he stopped just before and then held it for a second. He then pushed back into him until his waist smacked against Mikes ass. The doc held himself there for a couple of seconds and then withdrew again, holding for a second and then pushing back in. Mikes body was singing with pleasure as the Dr worked his hole. He knew that this was a “Procedure” but the Doc definitely knew how to work a hole with his cock. Mike was counting the thrusts in his head in anticipation of the viral load he was going to have in him. 5, out and then back in. 6 out and back in. 7, mike felt his anticipation growing as he felt the docs cock massaging his prostate with each thrust. 10, out and then back in. 11, Mike felt the Dr’s hands gripping him tighter, he also heard the subtle change in his breathing. 12, out then in. Mikes own cock was throbbing in the condom he still had on. 13,14. Mike heard the docs breathing become more labored. His hands gripping him tighter. 15, mike felt him start to slowly pull out. ”Its time Mike. Are you sure you wish to follow through with this procedure?” ”Yes please!” The doc thrust back in, held himself for a couple seconds then pulled out one last time and buried himself completely inside of Mike gripping his hips and pulling him as close as possible. Mike could hear the docs breathing through his nose and then he felt the base of his cock throb on his outer ring and then a wetness inside of him right in front of the head of the docs cock. He felt another throb and then more wetness. The Dr let out an involuntary groan and Mike felt a bigger throb and he felt a large gush of wetness. He felt at least 7 throbs on his outer ring and more wetness inside of him. The Dr’s breathing started to become more controlled and his grip loosened on Mikes hips. ”Whew! Okay Mike. You have been inseminated. I’ll stay inside of you for a minute here to make sure you get all my semen.” ”Okay Doc!” ”How do you feel Mike?” ”Ummm” Mike felt waves of emotions flowing through him. He was truly happy and he felt extremely emotional. He felt tears in his eyes as he tried to answer. ”I..... I’m happy.” ”Are you really okay?” ”Yes. I really am, I’m sorry I just got overwhelmed with emotions. I really am happy though” ”Thats great Mike. This is a clinical setting, but it is also a very emotional experience. I feel it too, knowing my DNA will continue on. Okay, I’m going to slowly withdraw from your rectum, then Jason will clean you up” Mike felt the Dr’s cock slowly pulling out and then he felt the cold office air on his open hole. It was replaced by a warm wash cloth as Jason cleaned the lube from his ass. ”Don’t forget to put in the plug” Mike heard the Dr say. ”Got it right here” Jason replied. ”Okay Mike, I’m going to insert a butt plug inside you. We want to keep all the semen inside of you so you’ll need to keep this in for at least 12 hours. If you can sleep with it i tonight even better okay”. ”Okay” Mike replied. He felt the coolness of the tapered plug being pushed into him and then his ring snapping around the base. He then felt Jason grab his still throbbing cock and pull it down a little. ”Well no semen sample yet” Jason said with a little giggle. ”Help him out” Mike heard the Dr reply. Mike felt Jason wrap his hand around his cock and start to stroke it. He let out a loud groan as his shaft was milked by Jason’s expert hand. ”I don’t think this will take long” Jason remarked as he kept a slow steady stroke going. Mike let out another groan and then yelled “Oh God!” As he felt his own orgasm overtake him. He filled to condom with his own cum as Jason milked it from him. Massaging his balls to help the process along. ”There we go Mike! That’s a very nice sample. Could also be your very last HIV negative ejaculation.” Jason started to roll the condom down his shaft and slip it from his now spent cock. He then washed it with the warm wash cloth to clean him up. ”Okay Mike, you can get up and get dressed now. We’ll give you some privacy and then come back in a bit to go over your after care instructions.

English is not my mother tongue so please excuse my typos etc. Part I It was a normal day for Daniel. Boring work in the office, small talk with his co-workers during coffee break and couch and Netflix afterwards. The only thing that seemed somewhat exciting was his online activity. He had several profiles on all the gay dating websites and apps. Most of them were anonymous, showing no pictures of his face but maybe one or two of his body. After all he was proud of his muscles and liked to show them off a bit. Most of the time he only tried to get some dick pics from other users online, to wank too, or exchange some hot videos. At 25 Daniel was somewhat afraid of real sex. He came from a very catholic family and was always told, that sex without being married or even worse gay sex, would lead to STIs which would then lead to certain death. Even though growing up he realised that this was non-sense, the fear of him catching anything remained. The few times Daniel had sex; he was very cautious of being safe. Condoms were used basically for everything, even wanking and he only got penetrated once by a friend in college. He did like it, but his friend was too annoyed of always covering up for the smallest bit of interaction so that they eventually stopped their intimate relationship. For the last year or so Daniel didn’t meet up with anyone for sex, and even though he was horny basically all the time he only ever wanked to videos people sent him. He preferred bareback videos, they seemed forbidden and hot at the same time. He loved stroking his dick while he watched “Assbreeder82” fuck yet another twink. “Assbreader82” was an online user on one of the dating websites Daniel was using. One of the only ones that didn’t stop writing after they realised, that Daniel would probably never meet up for actual sex but was only hunting for more videos and pictures to wank too. Quite the opposite was the case, he called Daniel his little fan boy, and whenever he fucked another guy and filmed it, he sent it to Daniel. They had been doing this for quite a while now, and Daniel watched “Assbreeder82” fuck quite a number of guys, always bare and always cumming inside their unprotected holes. “Assbreeder82” was a daddy-type kind of guy. He was quite hairy with a well-defined torso and a beautiful cock that must have been about 19 cm long and quite wide. He certainly always stretched the bottoms hole and a number of them complained that it was to thick. He however didn’t seem to be bothered by that and simply held poppers under their noses and told them they knew what they were getting themselves into. While Daniel was laying on his couch, checking his messages and settling in for yet another evening at home, he got a message from “Assbreeder82”: Hey fanboy, what are u up to tonight? Daniel got excited, Assbreeder82 only contacted him when he got new content to watch and Daniel could really use some excitement today. Nothing much, just chilling on my couch. Got any new vids for me ? He didn’t have to wait long for a reply. Not quite, but I do have something more exciting for you! Interested fanboy? Daniel was curious what his chat partner was up to. It was unusual for him to be so mysterious, their chat was usually rather flat. Him sending him a new video and Daniel replying with praise and horniness how amazing it looked. Nethertheless he answered. Oh a surprise for me ? You bet I am interested coming from you. The familiar sound of him receiving a message followed shortly after. You’re in luck, I am fucking a twink today and would like some audience. So you will join us today. I know you do not want to get involved and I am fine with that. I respect your boundaries… at least to some extent. But unless you show up today and prove to me you are a real fanboy; you will stop getting videos from me. You can film or just watch, that’ll be up to you but there are no clothes allowed. Here is the address, and that is the boy I will be inseminating today. Be ready for some nice pig action, and don’t bail on fanboy or should I rather say …. Daniel- While reading Daniel had been getting quite horny, but after reading the last sentence he was in shock. Daniel never told Assbreeder82 his real name, nor did he give up any information that would clue anyone who he was in real life. Yet this man new his firstname, and if so who knew what else. He was in a state of excitement and horror and surely horny as fuck. He realised, that he loved the power Assbreeder82 seemed to have over him. He liked the demanding tone the message had and most importantly, he couldn’t wait to see the main character of all his wanking fantasies, fuck right in front of him. Daniel got ready. This would be an exciting day after all, he thought. Then he left his apartment. More to cum 😃

So the question going forward is how to be an ethical slut? I think it would be good to have a community discussion on it… One point of view is like that expressed by @Sobaystud above. That approach aims for zero risk. It's admirable, but is it maintainable? Those of us who went through the AIDS pandemic had a variety of approaches to dealing with it, and I think some of them are appropriate here. Personally I got through the '90s with 1) the best information I could find, and 2) risk reduction (but not complete risk elimination). So when the Limelight reopened a dark room, it was the first one in the City in many years. I was right in there for hours at a time. I was doing oral, j/o, and while I was vers at the time, but never got fucked in there. It wasn't the place. What shocked some guys was that I wanted them to cum on me. They thought it was really risky, but I knew it wasn't (HIV dies when exposed to air). The dark room was really hot and I'd get totally sweaty. The loads guys dumped on me would mix with the sweat and when I'd leave I was literally dripping wet with a mix of cum and sweat. I loved wiping my had over my chest and feeling it totally slick and covered in cum. The point of that story was that I took a little risk. I did stuff that was edgy for the time, but it was all based on risk reduction. That said, I didn't stop living my life. And I still had a blast. I'm not sure it's smart to tell people "just say no" – it's like religious fundamentalists – they bottle stuff up so much that when they finally let go they do some really fucked up shit. Personally I think we need a middle ground. Sensible risk reduction that might not eliminate all risk, but a strategy that reduces and spreads out the risk. So in other words, the risk you might take going to one crowded sex party – can you spread that out over different types of activities, so you might get say 2 hookups a week for 6 months that are the same cumulative risk as that one sex party? Here are some of what I think could substantially reduce risk. Feel free to add your approaches… Trusted Partners – This one is totally HIV Pandemic 101 – get to know guys before you fuck and get a sense for how much risk they're taking. Whether they've been tested and have antibodies, etc. There's this one little Asian guy I know is pretty kinky who wants to hookup when things get back a bit closer to normal. He's been possibly more conservative than me through this whole thing, so I know hooking up with him is pretty low risk. And I know him and trust him. Sex Outdoors – The news today was that a study done in China with extensive contact tracing found almost no cases of outdoor transmission. So hooking up outdoors, in parks, in the dunes at beaches, etc. could be a viable way to reduce your risk. 1-on-1s Instead of Groups – Let's say you go to a sex party and come in close contact with 100 guys, but only have sex with 40 of them. Well, you just took on 100 units of risk for only 40 units of benefit. If you did 40 1-on-1 hookups you'd get the same benefit for 40% of the risk, and probably have more sex in the process. Regulars Rather Than Strangers – If we're talking about units of risk, hooking up with the same guy 5 times, while not 1 unit of total risk, is less than 5 units of risk. Maybe it's 2 units of risk. But you just saved 3 units of risk… Quickies – That's another finding that came out in the past day or two – the shorter the interaction, the less risk. So a 5-10 minute pump-n-dump is substantially safer than an hour long hookup. I'm not going to say it's 1/12th or 1/6th of the risk, but maybe it's 1/3rd of the risk. Full Hoods with No Openings – If you like blindfolds, and you're thinking about wearing a mask during sex, combine the two and wear a full hood. It can be a $15 spandex one or a rubber / neoprene one, or a $300 custom leather hood. The point is, it actually makes the sex hotter while reducing risk. Now if giving a blowjob is important to you (or in my case felching a cummy hole), it may not be a workable solution. But if you don't feel like you're giving up anything, go for it… Here's a decent article that goes over risk reduction strategies for more mundane tasks, but a lot of the bullet points apply to sex equally well… So the next question is when… I think this one is a bit more contentious. Clearly some people never stopped hooking up. And other people are going to wait for months. And if that works for them, 👍, but it won't work for everyone. Personally there are several things I'm considering… Is the hospital system overwhelmed? Is the risk low enough to be acceptable? While NYC isn't to their target of 30% of hospital beds free and 30% of ICU beds free, they're getting there. So even now I think #1 is a big issue here. In a couple weeks I wouldn't consider it to be an issue at all. Then there's the question of risk. That's a lot more complicated. I don't interact with a lot of people normally, so my risk is primarily personal (and risk to my husband). I don't have the worry of elderly friends or family. I should also mention that my husband got both an RNA and antibody test recently and both were negative. So I'm almost certainly negative as well. Bottom line, if you catch it there's a little less than a 1% chance (on average) that you'll die. On the risk charts, being 52, I'm pretty much smack dab "average". Then there's the risk of all the other complications. If someone gave you a bowl of 100 M&Ms and said "there's one in there that will kill you", would you eat any of the M&Ms? Having candy is pretty optional, so no you probably wouldn't. But what if it were the only food around and you hadn't eaten in days? Then yeah, you'd probably risk it. But it's not like there's a 1% chance of death every time you hookup. The 1% chance of death gets multiplied by the chance you'll catch COVID in that particular hookup, and that's where the whole risk reduction thing comes in. IMHO, you have to take the risk of that particular hookup and compare it to things like going to the grocery store, or hanging out with friends in a park for an hour or two. Just because it's sex doesn't mean it's undeserving of some of your "risk budget". Personally I'm considering hooking up in a couple weeks. (Just considering at this point – this post is part of my thought process). And I'd start with low risk stuff like trusted partners, sex in parks, and quickie pump-n-dumps. A low risk activity like those once or twice a week will have a significant quality of life benefit. So what's your thinking on all this?

I've been in Covid lockdown for nearly 2 months. I've never in my life gone this long without dick. So, I haven't had any new experiences to write about. But, my mind has been remembering some past experiences that make me anxious to get back out there. This experience happened several years ago. I had pretty much forgotten about it. But I actually dreamed about it last night. So, I thought I'd write it down while it's in my memory. First off, I have to tell you that I LOVE poppers. I've been using them for decades. I do miss the old poppers, which are illegal, now. You know, the little glass capsule, covered in gauze netting. You'd break the capsule, put it in the aluminum cylinder and sniff. Real Amyl. Damn! That was hot! The stuff out there now is nothing like it. But, I still do like to get the quick buzz, even if it doesn't last long. Anyway, I live in a city where poppers are readily available at the many sex shops in town. However, there was a guy here in town that advertised on Craigslist all the time. Offering poppers at a highly reduced price. He even sold some brands that were not available in town. Including one unnamed, unlabeled, little brown bottle that would kick you on your ass. It was twice the price of my usual brand. But, for special occasions, it was fun to use. Anyway, this guy (I'll call him Brian) sold poppers out of a refrigerator in his garage. He was a tall, muscular guy in his late 60's. For a man his age, he had an absolutely amazing body. He stood about 6'4''. He had a broad, muscular, hairy chest. Muscular arms and legs. He wasn't exactly beautiful of face. But his impressive build was a huge turn on to me. Even though Brian wasn't exactly a handsome man, there was something about him that I found incredibly appealing. He had that strong, silent, hypermasculine Marlboro Man look to him. In addition to being tall, his hands and feet were quite large. Making me wonder if his dick was as big? He normally wore rather tight jeans. And occasionally, I could make out a rather impressive bulge in his crotch. I began to purchase my poppers from Brian about 10 years ago. The transactions were always very businesslike. I'd send him a text that I needed poppers. We'd set up a time. I'd drive to his home. Park in front and text him that I was there. He'd text me to come in. He'd open his garage door. I'd go it, pay him for the poppers and go. He was pleasant, but not much of a talker. It was always quick and businesslike, with little chat or small talk. I had no idea whether Brian was gay, bi, straight or what? I really didn't know anything about him. I'd been buying from Brian for several years. Normally just one bottle at at time. But one afternoon I told him I wanted 3 of my regular brand. And I wanted one of his "special" unlabeled bottles. As we made the transaction in his garage, he offhandedly said, "This is a big order for you. Have you got something special going on, on, or just stocking up?" "Yeah. I'm renting a hotel room tomorrow. I'm hosting an anonymous breed and seed party. The brown bottle is for me. It's not going to leave my hands and I'm not sharing." I said with a chuckle. "The other bottles I'll have available for the other guys that want to use them." "Damn!", he said with a sly smile on his face. "You never struck me as the kind of slut that hosts those things." I just laughed. "Oh, I'm a horny slut, for sure. I love taking hard dicks and loads." Brian just smiled a bit from one corner of his mouth and put the 4 bottles in a small paper bag. Handing them to me, he said "Sounds fun. I haven't been to one of those in quite some time." "I don't know anything about you, Brian. Mind if I ask if you're gay? I've never been sure?" "Well, Dave. Not exactly sure how to answer that? I consider myself straight. I don't find men to be a sexual turn-on in the least. But, in my day, I've had many a man's mouth on this dick. And I've pounded many a load into a man's ass. Though I'm not really attracted to men, the sight of a nice ass, male or female will get me hard. So, most would argue that I'm bi. But, labels are just labels. I'm just think of myself as a horny fucker. A hole's a hole. I've never sucked a dick and don't care to. I've never been fucked by a guy or had anything up my ass, and don't plan to. But, if I need to get off and a man will take my load, I'm game. I've been married to the same woman for 40 years. We have grown kids and grandkids. I'm not attracted to men in the least. But when pussy isn't available a man's mouth and ass will do very nicely." "Damn! If I'd known, I'd have cleaned out and you could pound a load in me, right now." I said "Yeah? Well, my wife is disabled. She never leaves home without me or one the kids taking her out. And I never leave her alone, unless one of the kids can relieve me. So, I don't get much of a chance anymore to fuck." he said. "That's too bad, Brian. I'm going to be at the Day's Inn, just down the road tomorrow night. If you have any way to get out, I'd be more than happy to offer my mouth and ass for you to use." I said to him. "Thanks. Doubtful that will happen. But, thanks for the offer. But, text me your room number tomorrow. And who knows?" he said with a sly grin. I thanked Brian, paid for my bottles and left. So, the next day, I checked into my hotel room, got myself and the room ready for my party and sent my room number to all that had requested an invitation. So, in addition to all the others, I sent Brian a text with my room number. I told him the door would be unlocked, just come in. Within an hour the first couple of guys had shown up and fucked me. As the 3rd guy was pounding me from behind, my door opened and closed. I glanced towards the door and saw Brian standing there. "Hey! Good to see you, bud! I didn't think you'd come." I said as the other guy continued to fuck me. "My son came by. I asked him to stay for an hour so I could run some errands. So, here I am." he said as he began to undress. Brian was soon naked and he was an impressive sight, indeed. His muscular body was covered in thick hair. His cock was soft, but hung at least a full 6"s, hanging over a giant set of plump balls. As he walked towards us, the guy fucking me reached over to grab his dick. Brian moved closer to him and the guy stroked Brian's cock as he fucked me. Brian slapped my ass hard. "Looks like a nice ass, Dave." I just smiled and took a drag on my poppers. Brian walked over to my head. His cock was still mostly soft, but he lifted it and put it up to my lips. I sucked on his cock as his cock slowly grew and hardened in my mouth. I think the sight of me sucking Brian must have been a turn on to the guy fucking me. Because he now began to fuck faster, harder and deeper. The guy grabbed my hips and rammed deep. "Ahh, FUCK!" he yelled as he held his cock deep in me, shaking, as he filled my ass with load number 3. Without saying anything more, he pulled from me and walked to the bathroom. I heard the water running in the sink as Brian pulled his now rock hard cock from my mouth and moved behind me. His dick had grown about 2"s in length, to close to 8"s. And swelled in girth by a great deal. As the other guy came back into the room and began to dress, Brian stood behind me and repeatedly slapped his dick on my hole. Even though there was a bottle of lube laying by me, he spit on my hole and his dick a few times and began to press into me. I took some more deep drags on the extra strong poppers as he slowly slid balls deep into me. It was hurting a bit as I adjusted to his length and girth inside me. But the deep drags of poppers soon loosened me up. Brian picked up the other bottle of poppers I had laying by me and took a drag. "Give me your bottle." he said as he put the cap on the other bottle and tossed it back onto the bed. Brian took some deep drags on the no-named poppers. 2 deep drags in each nostril. And then a deep drag through his mouth. This guy was a pro at this. He handed the poppers back to me and I took a few more drags. I knew I was going to need this. He was now sliding in and out of me. He'd go in balls deep, then pull nearly all the way out, before slamming back up into me. Thankfully, his spit and the loads I already had in me was adequate lube and he was easily sliding in and out of me. My head was spinning from the poppers, but I was loving this. I had been fantasizing about this man's dick in me for a long time. Brian was an aggressive top, for sure. There was nothing sensual about his fucking. It was pure, raw, animal sex. No talk, only occasionally I'd hear a grunt as he rammed into me. I'd occasionally take another drag on the poppers, then hand them back to him. He'd push me into other positions. Each time, trying to dig his cock even deeper into me. Finally, he had pushed me further up onto the bed. He was kneeling behind me and had grabbed tightly onto my shoulders as he ground his rock hard, monster dick into me. His fingers were digging into my shoulders, but he'd occasionally release my shoulders to give my ass a hard slap. SWAT! "Like it?" he asked. SWAT! "Huh? Is this what you wanted?" SWAT "Yes! Fuck, YES!", I grunted, as he slammed into me. Finally he had pushed me onto my side and raised my right leg up to my chest. He as now ramming into me from an angle. This position got his dick even deeper into me. His thrusts were so hard and deep that I found myself gasping for breath. His pace was slowing a bit, but he was still ramming hard and deep into me. Each thrust produced a loud slapping sound as our bodies met. And I grunted each time as his trusts knocked the air out of my lungs. Now he'd trust balls deep. Hold it there a second, then pull nearly out of me. Hold it a second, then thrust hard and deep again. This pattern went on for a minute or two. Then the pace of his thrusts sped up again for a few moments before he let out a soft, deep growl. As he held deep in me, I could feel his cock throb in my ass. I used my ass muscles to milk his cock a bit. Then he thrust a few more times, before he collapsed onto me. Both of us breathing hard, trying to catch our breaths. After a few moments, he rolled off me, pulling his cock out of me as he rolled off me. He laid on his back, with his eyes closed for several minutes, as his breathing slowly came back to normal. He rolled off the bed and stood. He appeared wobbly as he walked into the bathroom to wash up. "Wow! Those poppers are strong. It's been awhile. I forget how strong they are." I could hear him saying from inside the bathroom. As he washed up, I climbed off the bed. Feeling wobbly myself, I moved to a chair, sat down and took a few drinks of water from my bottle until my head stopped spinning. Those poppers were strong, indeed. I'd probably had over done it. But, I did need those poppers to take that big, monster dick of his. Brian finally came out and dressed. "Glad you texted me, Dave. Like I said, it's been awhile. I sure needed it." I truly had enjoyed it as well. But, to be honest, I was hoping I'd have a bit of a break before the next guy showed up. But as Brian was combing his hair in the mirror, trying to put himself into a presentable appearance before he headed home, the door opened and in came another guy. This guy was a middle aged, slightly chubby guy. As the new guy undressed, the door opened again and a younger, buff, black guy in his mid 20's came in and began to undress as well. Brian passed between them on his way to the door, saying to them, "That's a nice piece of ass, guys. Enjoy yourselves!", he said as he walked out the door. I grabbed my poppers and walked over to the 2 newcomers. Dropped to my knees and began to take turns sucking both of their dicks, getting them hard, before climbing back onto the edge of the bed, putting my ass up and opened for business, again.

“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.

I came into the world with not much going for me. My mother was a prostitute, so I never knew who my father was. She was also a lesbian, so her bull dike lovers were always around; I was not treated well as a family member but just a thing, as the best part of the day for me was school lunch, as I was always hungry. It did have a long term effect on me as my height 5ft. 3 105 lbs. But life did give me something that would define me for the rest of my life, that's is 14 X 8 dick. At School, always being the smallest male in my class, the bigger boys would beat me up and call me a fag when I get home. My mother, bull dike lover at the time, would do the same. Since no one cared about me and when I turned 16, I ran away from home. I hitchhiked out of town, and after 500 miles and coming to a big city, I stop as I found a place that would give me a job. Sal's restaurant was looking for a dishwasher, and they had a place in the back where I could live. The room was 4X8, with a bathroom next door. The work was hard as I also did deliveries on the bike they had and made some good money with tips. I always wore long pants as with shorts; my dick could come out as I never wore underwear. The next two years were uneventful as I turned 18. Some in the kitchen would talk about they fuck over the weekend, but I had no interest in their sex stories. With Sal's being in an industrial part of town, there were plenty of empty buildings around. WE see across the street some construction going on two of the buildings. I ask one of the workers, and he says one is going to be a Men's Library and the other a Men's Spa. I tell Sal, and his reaction is good as they will have to eat and you will have more deliveries. When with Sal's restaurant being 24/7, we see the library and Spa are very busy at night, which seems queer, but they are asking for a lot of deliveries, so I'm doing well with tips. When I go to the Spa, I see men with just towels on walking around, and on the walls pictures on men naked, as I get excited as all I ever do is a jerkoff. When the manager is not around, I have to show my state-issued I.D. to prove I'm 18, and the looks I get are exciting to me. I also see a sign in the window one day that they are looking for an early morning cleaner. So I ask Randy what does the job involve, so he shows me what to do in the library. Just mop the floors clean the small rooms which can fit two men, I think, pick up the condoms and wipe the holes in the walls. Over at the spa, the small rooms have a bed with rubber sheets on them, again mop the floor but watch out for the syringes and put them in the sharps box and be careful with them if you see small brown bottles you can keep along with the little cellophane. I ask what is in them, well the brown bottle is poppers get you high, and the powder in the cellophane sends you the heaven with a rush. I take the job as the cleaner, and most nights, no one is there, and I'm collecting a lot of the poppers bottle and a few of the cellophane bags. The Spa is into sections. The Little rooms have a bed or sling and a small table. A large room that has crosse, benches, OBGYN tables, Chaines are hanging from the ceiling, and cages with wheels on them. Then you have the darkroom. The walls are black, so is the floor, and cleaning that room is a pain in the ass, and cum is all over the place; I even found cum on the ceiling a few times. At the Spa, they have special nights that I see on their handouts. Leather Men's night Daddy boy night Anything Goes night Bear night I say to my self WTF they have bears here? -TO+ I wonder whats night is about? TNG night Stripper night At the library they sell tokens, poppers and sex toys are on the walls. Since I only go to the front desk, I have no idea what's going in the back, but I do hear some people talking in the back rooms. Take if bitch I'm cumming Where do you want my load With screams of some getting hurt and some are moaning in pleasure. One night Sal's gets big order from the Spa, but it's raining heavily; by the last trip, I'm soaking wet to my skin. The manager said it has stopped raining and for me to come with him as he can put my clothes in the dryer they have here. He takes me to the locker room, and as I'm getting out of my clothes, everyone is looking at me, and the manager's mouth is open in shock as I stand there naked. I look down, and my dick is sticking out. For the first time, I see other men and how their big dick is. I wrap a towel around myself and warm up as the other men are smiling at me and giving me thumbs up. The manager hands me back my dried off clothes then asks for my ID. He says if I want to make some extra money next Sunday on the stripper night. I say yes, but what do I have to do, so he takes me to his office and plays some movies of what the strippers do. I don't look like these hot looking men; I'm skinny no hair as he is laughing then says you have some they will go nuts for is your big dick. I see how the strippers work string and men put money inside the G string you ware, you come out in street clothes or a business suit, you do a 10 minutes session. Some will give you a business card for a date, and if you are a dud on stage, they throw pennies as an insult instead of paper money. They tell me the business cards are where the real money is not from stripping. One night as I was cleaning at the Spa, I find this 20-year-old like half dead. I ask Randy. I think this guy is in trouble. Randy takes one look and says O him he was brought here tonight to get pregnant, I say to my self he is a male, so how could he become pregnant. We help him off the bed, and cum starts to leak out of his ass hole, Randy says put him down as they forgot to put a plug in him we then dress him Randy calls a friend. We put him in a car, and they take him away, I ask what's going to happen to him, so he is laughing then says in a few weeks if everything goes right, he will get the fuck flu and be POZ for the rest of his life. The Sunday strip show I show up to the dressing room, I see what the other men look like an,d I see how beautiful they are with their rip muscles bodies, with me this skinny boy with a feminine body. They all want to help, and once I'm naked, one says I will be a star as he points to my dick. Everything they have is too big, and with some safety pins, it helps. The G string my dick keeps flopping out as they laugh. As soon I get on stage, they start to throw pennies on stage as a way to embarrass me, with catcalls of getting the faggot off the stage and get a real male up on stage as the clothes come off they are getting louder with more insults. Then the room goes dead silence when I'm down to the G string with my dick flopping out; I just stop with my dick as it grows to full erection, then the cheering with them waving dollars bills for me to come over to put in the G string and a few with business cards. When my 10- minutes is up, they are giving me a standing ovation and asking me back on stage to take a bow. I got back with the money, even the pennies and started to go through the business cards, and one of the strippers see the black card then say don't ever see this guy as he is crazy and will mess you up. He says this other guy is nice with great blow jobs. He has a room number on it, so I take a quick shower and walk to the room; all he wants to do is give me a blow job. I lay down on the bed, and he goes right to sucking my dick little does he know this will be the first blow job I'm getting. After 10 minutes, he is driving me crazy as I'm fighting back as hard as I can not to cum. I can't hold back anymore, and I did not tell me I' a big cummer and always make a mess. When I cum, his mouth is still on my dick as he is swallowing every drop of it and is licking every drop from my body. The strippers are right; you will make a lot more money from the business cards than from dancing. One early morning in the dungeon area, these three men who were still going at it as they had this 40-year-old tied to the bench, so I went in really quite as not to disturb them. Then one of them said HAY BOY, are you the one with that giant dick, I nod yes and go over to them. He asks with a big smile on his face as I drop my pants, and my dick falls out. Do you want to make a few bucks? I say sure as the other one takes a rope and picks up a syringe and bends down to him and says just one more dick in you, but you are going to need it as he is going to split you in half. I have seen enough Male porn, so I know what I have to do, but it will be the first time I will be fucking someone. They gave him a big slam as he is coughing his brains out, the one behind me says stick it is slow as we want him to feel the pain as it goes in. The one behind me who is directing me I feel his dick rubbing the crack of my ass, one behind me is kissing my neck and squeezing my nipples as it feels so good then his finger goes in my ass hole as I'm balls deep into the bottom as his screams are driving me nuts as I start to fuck him faster with fingers in my hole hitting my prostate I will be cumming soon when I do between my nipples played with, my hole being fingered. The kissing on my neck, these feelings I never knew it would feel this way when you cum. When I pull out my dick, Now I know why he was screaming so much as I see dark blood on my dick and in my cum, and I panic for a second. Then the two men are laughing as they bring me around and for me to put my dick in his mouth. The other two are laughing and say to me he is already a member of the brotherhood and in good standing.

may you never get past this part, i think they are wonderful parts of you.

It’s my go to place when in visiting London because it’s just normal guys off the street, very relaxed atmosphere. There are plenty of clothed sessions to try first so you don’t have to go naked on your first visit and there’s guys of all shapes and sizes. Generally you get a basket at the bar to put your stuff in and get a numbered ticket back. Your first drink is included in your entry. Just enjoy your drink and watch the cruising or take a wander around the corridors, most sex is public so you can watch before you try 😂 Seriously worth a visit, you won’t be disappointed.

Keep your story coming, Jessy.

Yeah, kinda. When I met my late husband, I practically ran away from love. Even told him (three months into the relationship) that I didn't love him. It broke both of us, but the truth was that I was scared. Because it was so good and so perfect, I couldn't process it. And after we made up, I was absolutely his to his dying day. I would give anything to feel like I did with him a second time in my life, but as the pandemic continues to rage, I see less possibility for finding a reasonable substitute. Love is a good thing. Don't run away from it when it presents itself to you.

On apartment patio after dark. Kept it anon. I was pre lubed. He came up pulled my shorts down and after a second pushed it in. Pounded for a few min, shoved in balls deep and grunted. (only sound he had made. I had towel on railing, He wiped off, and left, me still bent over the railing.

I figured the man with the black card would be cumming soon, should be exciting. But damn I want that 14 x 8 cock in me.

Leaving a tops house now who asked me to come fuck! I showed up to 2 sexy black men I immediately got down sucking! They were both nice size and So hard! When I got on top I started to ride! I felt the other top push my hole and after a bit they were both inside! As they DP me I felt the one top throb and I knew I was being bred! After a while the other top bred me! I love knowing I have a mans kids in me

Not been to the Heath in years and never found the actual fuck tree although I did always get plenty of fun. Really would like to re-visit this place when lockdown is over especially as I'm now a barebacking bottom (when I last visited I was still using condoms), I really think a visit would help me on my barebacking journey. Thanks also to @DaddyBare for the story. Brought back happy memories of my anon outdoor cruising days!

The movie is called Chaser

Moderator's Note: I merged this thread into the main Daniel Hausser thread. Captured the picture from a video entitled "Ping Pong Daddy on Machomoe. Its a daddy/ boy video, my favorite category!

How many guys go totally untested for years and partake in risky sex? Recently took a load from a vers guy i have known for years. We never really discussed status but it did come up in conversation. I was shocked and turned on by the fact he had not been tested in about 12 years. He takes loads in saunas and from randoms from apps. I took his load a few more times before lockdown and will seek him out as soon as i can. I decided after that to only get tested at Christmas each year - but spend the 2 weeks prior taking all loads. So even if it comes back neg - i get to spend the next 12 months still doubting it 🙂 but it made me wonder how many guys go totally untested?

hot hot hot

Just remembered an anon hotel encounter I had last spring at the beach. Was staying by myself in the hotel room so I changed my grindr profile to anon ass up face down with blindfold. Early 30s black guy with blank profile picture sent a dick pic said he was within a half-mile of the hotel. He came fucked me pretty good. Couple hours later he messaged and asked if I was still taking loads and I said yes. Said he would be there in 10 mins. Got in position door propped open. He came in fucked me...at least I thought it was him, but he brought a friend and it was his friend fucking me. Heard him ask me how I liked his friends dick. I never hesitated and said it felt good. After his friend bred me he mounted and then bred me.

Another chapter from the sluts point of view Part 2.5 A night at the bar brings out my slut side again, thank goodness I think I woke up even hornier the next day. My shorts were soaked, and my hole was happily twitching along. I got up and changed into my thin shorts and a tank top to go get my work out in. A good run and some weights. I kept hoping to see some guy I could offer my hole to but no luck sadly. I had few things to get done in the morning. So, I after I finished up some minor work tasks it was the afternoon. Sadly, I didn’t know any cruisy parks in the area for me to go find some more dick. I jumped on the apps and hoped to find something. I knew I was going to the bar to see the hot airline attendant from my flight but had some time to kill. And I didn’t wanna show up to that “date” without some cum in my hole. What kind of proper slut would I be showing up dry? Sadly, I wasn’t having much luck on the apps either. I managed to find one guy willing. He was a hot 6’2” daddy that wanted to pound out my hole before he had to get to work. He wanted needed it to be quick, so he wanted me in a jock on my hands and knees on the bed. He got there and it was pretty quick. He stripped and then started eating out my freshly cleaned out hole. He loved it and started fingering my hole and I moaned into the pillow in my face. it wasn’t long till he had got himself hard. He stood up, lined up, and started pushing into my hole. I groaned, it may have only been 12 hours since I had a cock in my ass but it felt like it had been too long. He gave a little bit of a shiver when he hit bottom the first time and held himself deep in my ass with that rigid steel beam that was his cock. I knew he wouldn’t last that long if he was that hard. And sure enough not even 5 minutes of some furious fucking and I have my reward buried deep in my ass. He was gasping, shaking, and growling as he unleashed his thick beast slime in my hole. We he finally could, he pulled free and started to dress. I managed to get to him before he put the cock away though so I could clean it up for him. And then I pulled his boxers and pants the rest of the way up for him. He patted me on the head. I thanked him and he left me sitting on that floor clenching my ass to keep the cum in, savoring the taste of cock, cum, and ass on my tongue, and wishing there was a line of guys ready for me to give the same treatment. But sadly, there wasn’t. I checked my apps to see if there was anything else I could get into before the bar. Dude’s load in my ass was huge, I could feel it sloshing around in there as I moved, but it is never enough, is it? So back to cruising I went. I even took a pic of my current fresh fucked hole to share with interested parties. Got a few nibbles but no one that would commit to it. It was getting late so I decided to head on to the club but as I was getting ready a guy hit me up. Hot little fireplug of a man. Red headed, short but broad shouldered, nice chest in his pic. He sent me a pic of the hottest red uncut slab of beef I had seen in a long time. He asked if I would let his snake spit in my ass. Direct and to the point, I loved it. I said I certainly would. He told me he was stuck at work for a few more hours and asked if I would be free later. I cursed and told him I was about to head to a club I had heard about to meet someone so I would probably miss him. He told me the club was close to the hotel he worked at. He told me I could just park at his hotel and walk the 2 blocks to the club. I told him I didn’t have a car for this trip and was just gonna take an uber. He asked if he picked me up in the hotel courtesy van if I would give him road head. I told him sure, but I prefer the cum go in my pussy. He said he could be there in 20 minutes. I told him I would be ready. He said “If you really want to do this, get ready and walk down to the porte cochere in some slutty crop top or shirtless, and a bright colored thong with see thru shorts that I know your slutty ass has to have, and a cap turned backwards. I want it to look like I am picking up some bro ho for a client at my hotel.” I was way too excited by this idea and told him I would be down there waiting in 20 minutes. As I got dressed in the outfit that I was being requested to wear I started to worry a little about the large load in my hole. I was pretty confident I could keep it in but a part of me wanted to plug it to make sure it wouldn’t come out at a bad time. But I couldn’t feel it as I put on a black fishnet crop top, a red thong, and a pair of sheer too small shorts, so I figured I was good. I looked in the mirror and remembered to grab my ballcap and I now looked like a frat boy working as a hooker. It was kind of hot. I suddenly realized I had no where to put my phone or room key. I wasn’t sure I wanted to go with out those. My phone wasn’t gonna fit anywhere but I decided my room key card could go in my sock inside my shoe. My ID in the other. It would have to do. So down I went. Didn’t see anyone till I got to the lobby and definitely got some looks from the front desk staff. The girls looked disgusted but the one tall, dark and handsome one that checked me in kind of smirked in a knowing smile. Wish I had time to see what that was about but as I was walking towards the front door I saw the van from another hotel pull up and figured that was my red head needing to stuff a log in my chute so I just smiled at him and wiggled my ass as I walked by. When I got out towards the van, I saw my hot little fireplug waiting for me. He had a huge smile on his face when he saw me in my outfit. I jumped in the passenger seat of the van. Before we even pulled out of the porte cochere he ordered me into the floor between the two front seats. I quickly got down there and started to fish his cock out of his work pants. And then there it was in front of my face, this nice hooded pale piece of man meat. I wanted it. I wanted it in me, and I wanted it to squirt everything that his nice sized balls could shoot into my body. I quickly had my tongue licking inside that beautiful hood. As he started to grow within my mouth he was moaning and grunting. I went to work like I was trying to suck a bowling ball through a straw. He was seemed to keep getting bigger and harder. I thought for sure I was about to swallow a huge load, and all though I would rather have it in my ass I was not about to stop giving the service I knew he needed. But just as I felt his balls start to pull up and thought for sure I was about to swallow a load of cock nectar, he stopped the van and pulled me off. He pushed me back on the back seat and ripped my shorts down, pulled my thong to the side and tried to slam hard into me. Took a few tries but he found my hole and started shoving his spit slicked cock into my ass. The cum from earlier was not as fruitful enough to be good and sloppy but it did help a little. Luckily, he didn’t last long. He must have been close to blowing in my mouth because several strokes and loud grunts and then I felt him cumming. His thick butt buster swelled and spewed forth my reward deep into my ass. Oddly enough it felt like the the middle of his cock had become the thickest. It was like having a butt plug pumping jizz into my hole that didn’t want to come out. I felt like I could of happily for the rest of my life if it would keep it in my ass and keep shooting more jizz in my hole. But after a bit his squirts stopped, and the swelling started going down. His panting on my back was reassuring as he finally removed himself from my now empty feeling hole. I squeezed it shut hoping none of his nut slid out of my ass. He told me he would stay and work late if he could fuck me again when I wanted to go home. I laughed and told him he didn’t have to do that; he could just come to the club with me. He told me he had to work at least a few more hours. So, we said our good byes. I was worried he wouldn’t want a slut walking through his lobby so I asked him how he wanted me to leave. He told me to follow him, go out his front door and walk one block to the left. I voiced my concern and he told me, be proud and prance your little jock ass out that front door knowing you is carrying yet another load in that hot little ass. So I did. Happy to have his load in my hole and going to hopefully see the hot flight attendant. I really thought I was only gonna get a few loads this weekend and that the flight attendant was one of the few I thought I would achieve this weekend. Off I trotted with a little more spring in my slutty little self. Wearing the outfit, I had on made me feel easy. It was so freeing to just know people would see me and know I just wanted to get fucked and all they had to do was ask and I would probably say yes. I got to the door of the bar and got quite the smile from the doorman. He asked for my id which I fished out of my sock and showed him. He then asked for the cover. At this point I realized I didn’t bring cash or a credit card. I pouted and told him I forgot my card. He was checking out my body so I bit my lip and decided to try and flirt a bit. He just smiled and laughed. He said “Boy if I wanted you, I could have you and it wouldn’t cost me your cover. Bark up a different tree trunk, mine will be in you later, but not till you pay to get into this club.” I was frustrated at first. I decided to try and see if I could find someone to spot me into the bar. I could feel me wet ass rubbing my thong as I waited out on the sidewalk waiting to get into the bar. I know I looked like some kind of street walker. But I was determined to find a way into this club. Lucky for me a hot daddy looking guy walked up and asked how I was doing, and I told him my problem. That I was trying to get into the club but forgot my money. He took a large grab of my ass in his hand and I just smiled. He laughed and paid my way in. I thought for sure he would want something from me but he told me he was meeting his bf and getting to flirt with me and grab my hot ass was more than enough to last him the night sadly. So off I went in my pursuit to find more meat to fill my buns. I went to the raised bar in the middle to look around and see if I could find my flight attendant. As I was standing there this rugby looking dude walked up to me and asked if I wanted a drink. I told him a drink or a cock, whatever he was offering. He handed me the half-drunk drink in his hand and told me to down it so he could take me to the bathroom. So, I did. We didn’t even make it to the stall. He felt my ass through my pants and when he noticed the wet thong. He turned me around and pulled my thong and shorts down around my thighs and went straight in. He put his face in my ass and starting licking as he started to fist his cock as he pulled it out of his pants. I was so horny. I just wanted more cock. Always more cock. I offered to suck him hard. He said no need. And there it was a thick dark cock about to slam into me. I smiled and moaned as he started pushing in. I couldn’t believe how much cock I had got this trip so far. I was pushing back into that thick rod and felt his balls and pubes brushing my hole. Just enjoying this fuck so much. He started sweating and it was dripping on my back. Each sweat droplet hitting my back from his face felt like a hard-won prize for all my hole’s effort. It felt like an eternity until I felt his cock start to go rigid. He asked where I wanted him to cum. I just said, so deep in me no one can ever find it. He rammed me so hard at that I never heard the bathroom door open. HE began grunting as he shot volley after volley of very hot sperm deep in my gut. I was shaking from the fucking and just enjoying the moment. He pulled out of me and pulled up his pants to leave before I could even find my bearings to offer to clean his cock or thank him for my spermy hole. When I finally collected myself I turned around to look and there was a guy just standing there staring at me and my fresh fucked hole. He was holding his pants unbuttoned like he didn’t know what to do. I nodded at him and he nodded back. I then nodded at my ass and asked if he wanted some. He sheepishly nodded. When he opened his pants I was happy to see a slightly thicker than average but short ish cock hard as a rock. I backed right on to it and hummed my pleasure. He was so keyed up it took nothing. Maybe 10 strokes and he is shuttering right along with me as he floods my hole with what had to be a few days load. Apparently he had actually come to this bathroom to piss because no sooner had he pulled free of my ass and he walked right up to the urinal to let loose his evening beer piss. I offered to help him with that but he wasn’t interested. So when he was done I cleaned him up, thanked him, and told him to tell his friends about me. I had hoped someone else would come in, but no one did, so I pulled up my shorts and thong and went on the prowl for my airline attendant. I didn’t make it 10 feet into the dance floor till I saw him. A tall blonde with a chiseled jaw line but thin toned body. He was dancing with some broad-shouldered hulk of a dark skinned man, they were obviously cruising for some poor bastard to take home and ruin his pussy for the night. I walked straight up to the flight attendant and said “Hi, remember me?” He smiled as he said, “Yes, from the flight yesterday.” He was checking out my outfit and continued, “Damn, I thought u looked a little slutty then, but u look hotter and easier tonight. How are you doing?” “Pretty good! I just got fucked by 2 guys in the bathroom.” I said. “Damn, you are a slut. Your hole must be sore.” Said the Hulk that was checking out my thong strap that was poking above my shorts. He was tracing the thong with his finger against my skin, it felt electric. “This is Bill,” the flight attendant said. “And I am Eric, as you may recall.” I was hypnotized by Bills hot hands touching my body, and eyes raking over all my exposed flesh. “No, my ass isn’t that sore at all, just leaking, sadly. Due to the loads trying to work their way out.” I said “Holy shit, you took them raw? Here in the bathroom? I have to see this.” Eric said as he drug my ass back to the bathroom that had got me fucked just a few minutes ago. He took me in the stall and took my shorts down and spread my cheeks to see my red thong running just barely over my hole and exclaimed “Fuck man, that is a cummy mess. Care if I go ahead and add to the mess?” “Of course not man, that is what I am here for.” Eric had my shorts around my knees and me bent over the toilet holding the tank. I thought he was gonna rim me, but he put his face down there and just seemed to want to look and smell my cum riddled slot. He must have been jacking himself to get ready because he stood up, lined up, and slowly started sinking into my cum chute. Oh god did he feel good. Not thick at all, but on so long. I was groaning as his cock seemed to try and saw me in half. I was heaven. I wanted his load so bad because I knew how deep it was gonna get into me. And after a few minutes I felt his pace quicken and I was hopeful this was gonna be another tick mark on this evenings load collecting. His cock seemed to get harder and the head seemed to be pounding my insides to mush. I started begging him for his load. I told him I wanted him to plant his seed so deep in me it wouldn’t come out for a week. That really had him going. Then bill yelled for Eric to give it to me good and that was it, Eric threw all his weight into me and bottomed his dick out in me as far and as deep as he could get it. I felt his balls doing their best to shove all their worth deep into my ass. I swear if I had belched at that moment, I would have tasted the cum that was being blown into my gut. Eric was hollering about it like his team had just scored a touchdown. I never wanted Eric to pull free of my overstuffed pussy, but I knew he would. When he finally broke free I quickly turned around and cleaned that long piece of meat for everything I had. He was super sensitive but let me do it properly and make sure I got all pieces of his cock and balls to a beautiful spit shined luster before he left. Bill high fived him as eric pulled up his shorts to leave. I looked over at Bill and saw he was ready to go. I quickly bent myself over the toilet again and Bill went to repositioning me, moving my ass down and making me arch my back. that obviously he wanted to make sure his thicker cock slid into my existence with an easier angle. I wanted to play with Bill’s chest and enjoy his thicker cock stretching my hole but I also wanted to enjoy tonight so I kept him back behind me so he could get to what he wanted. And with what he wanted, my ass was pretty near the top of his list, there was just a lot in the way for him to get to me at first, but here it was fully presented and ready for him to ram home till he busted in my hole. Having just been fucked and seeded by Eric it wasn’t gonna take much. I felt his head pushing around my hole and helped line it up by moving my ass. Once it was there and he felt the pressure give in a little he took my hole deep. His hand holding my flanks solid as he made sure his thick cock was as deep as he could get it. It wasn’t as long as Eric’s but it was thicker for sure. It was a good sore ache of a stretch on my hole when he was trying to hold his cock as deep as he could. I started trying to milk his cock with my hole. That was all the cue he needed and started to pound out my hole. I laid my head on my arms that were on the back of the toilet and just enjoyed yet another dick drilling my pussy. “You are such a slutty little bitch but you know how to work that hole. Are you desperate for another load in your hole?” “Always. I want your load. Please fill me with your DNA. “ “Here it comes boy, try to hold it in best you can.” I felt his dick starting to swell. It was adding a little more pain and a little more stretch to the hole. The burn was fantastic, but I wanted his load so much I wouldn’t have stopped him even if his cock doubled in size and kept fucking me for another hour. I needed it. But he didn’t he pushed himself as deep as possible again and I felt the flex of his meat as he drenched my inners with baby gravy. I immediately started shivering. Feeling his orgasm almost gave me one of my own. He leaned down on top of me and just sat there breathing as I kept shaking. We then heard the door open to the bathroom. He quickly pulled out of me and pulled his pants up and left me there leaking and unable to move. I didn’t wanna leave that moment and I honestly didn’t care who saw me like this after that awesome fuck. I thought I heard Bill say something as he left but I couldn’t make it out. And then there was a hand on my ass. As always, I moved right into the touch. This guy wanted to look at my hole. He spread my cheeks, and though I tried to keep my hole looking tight I felt a glob of cum break free and hit the floor. I was worried this might scare him away but next thing I knew he had his face down in my ass. He was humming as he was trying to find any last piece of cum out of my ass he could find. I just loved the feeling of something in my hole. I was milking his tongue with my ass and grinding on his face. I was moaning something fierce when the bathroom door opened again. Apparently, this worried the face in my ass that he wouldn’t get a chance to fuck my hole if he didn’t take it now. I heard his belt and zipper and knew what was coming. I held my cheeks apart so he could have total access to my hole. He started rubbing his cock up and down my crack and I wasn’t sure if he needed help or just wanted to play. Either way I needed his cock, so I grabbed ahold of it and shoved the head into my sloppy hole. I left it there. He had licked a lot of the cum out of my ass and it wasn’t as slick at the entrance as it usually is after I have a few loads in me. So, I felt it more than I thought I would. He was just as thick as Bill. I was too busy focusing on the head that seemed to be pulsing in my hole to realize he was lining up to drive it all the way in. All the sudden he sunk deep and I wasn’t ready. It made me holler out loud and squirm, but he didn’t let up. He just left me stuffed with all his 8-inch-thick cock as I squirmed and whined. He started stroking me deep and hard but with time between strokes at first. But it didn’t take long till he started drilling harder. He kept changing angles on his thrusts. He was spending half the time trying to pound my prostate and the others just trying to hit every edge of my hole. It felt like his cock was a hound dog trying to sniff out every last bit of jizz in my hole. I hadn’t moved my head or even opened my eyes. It didn’t matter to me, I just wanted this mans full load inside of me. I finally felt him start to shake and knew I was about to be loaded yet again. He took his last few strokes and tried to mash my prostate to a pulp until he finally let loose his cargo into my ass. He stayed deep in there as he tried to catch his breath. Finally, he came free of me. I was gonna look back as he was zipping up but I had forgotten there was another guy to take my ass for a spin. He tried to knock my legs farther apart and found my shorts and thong in the way, He stepped on them and got them off me. I felt like a true used slut at this point. The quick look had only shown me a glimps of the back of the dude that seemed to love all aspects of my hole. That and the look of this short muscular blonde in overalls that was gonna pound my hole out. His cock was nothing to write home about, but his balls were huge. He got me down to his level and slid into my hole with ease. I still milked that cock for all that I was. He may be short with an average dick but he gave it to me with gusto. His grunts and hands alone were turning me on and into even more of a slut. He must have fucked me fore a good 15 minutes before he finally blew. And oh god did he blow. His balls pulled up and let loose what felt like a gallon of cum in a good 12 to 15 squirts that felt like they were coming out of super soaker into my ass. I was in heaven. His growl as he came was shaking fixtures and I thought for sure we were gonna get thrown out. But no. After the flood in my ass he pulled right out. I looked around and sadly saw no one else lined up to take my ass out for a spin. Blonde told me to move over so he could piss. Not missing my chance to make this take longer and clean him off I turned around and sat on the toilet, took his dick in my mouth, and slurped it clean. “That’s nice but I really need to piss” I put his dick to my lips and said “No one said you couldn’t” He smirked, “You really are a dirty slut” I just nodded as he let go his stream. I enjoyed it in my mouth and then on my face and body. He was having a great time. As his flow started to slow I put it back in my mouth so I could swallow at least a little of his nectar. Now fully spent he pulled up his overalls, rebuttoning over just one shoulder and was gone. I sat there for a few minutes hoping someone would come in. But only a few came in to use the urinals and left. Finally I decided to get dressed. Looked down and saw my thong was gone. Getting home in mesh shorts without leaking was gonna be even more of a challenge. But I didn’t see as I had much choice. I went into the bar to see that it was slowing down quite a bit. I loved the huge load the blonde had shot in me after the dude had loved on my hole inside and out and decided I would just take this load home to play in myself. I wanted more cock but nothing was biting and knew this load wouldn’t stay in me forever without a plug at least. I walked back to the hotel hoping my red head was still there. I didn’t see him but went to the front desk to ask about him. Realized I looked like a slut and tried to play it off like he offered me directions earlier in the night and I wanted to thank him. The 6’4” black man behind the counter whose name was Ethan based on his name tag looked up at me and said, “Robert fucked you before you went to the bar, he told me.” “Oh, I said. Is he still here?” “No, he left 2 hours ago, but he said if you stopped by, I should give you a ride back to your hotel.” “Oh, you don’t have to do that, I can get an uber” “He said you were a bit of an easy lay, and a bit slutty” “Well, yeah that’s true” “You still got Roberts load in ya?” “Amongst several others.” “Oh you really are a slut” “Proud to serve the cocks that need servicing” “Nice, so I can fuck you too?” “Um, I mean if you want to, you want it right here?” “No, too many cameras, I’ll get fired. Go down to the hotel van, I’ll meet you down there. Gotta get Sarah to cover the desk.” Off I went. I got to the van, all excited I was gonna get more dick. My ass felt sloshy and loose but I didn’t care. One more for the road couldn’t hurt. I decided to be daring and got completely naked right there in the parking garage. I laid myself across the hood of the van with my ass out. I hoped he wouldn’t be too long. I started playing with my hole while I waited. I didn’t want anything to leak out but I couldn’t stop my self from playing with the hole and tasting the cum. When he finally showed up he was shocked. “Fuck man, lucky there are no cameras out here but the maintenance team is still here working overnight. Get in the van, I’ll grab your clothes and shoes. He threw my stuff in the back and a I draped myself over the big back seat. He got in and put down a hotel towel on the floor in the middle of the bucket seats and sat down in one as he unbuttoned his pants. I jumped onto him like I was starving. His cock was huge. Big black slab of meat. Had to be 11 inches and good thickness. His body was so nice too. He worked out a lot. I was slobbering on his nob before he could get his pants all the way down. As he raised his ass to get his pants down he impaled me on that monster meat. The veins on it were crazy and felt like ribbing in my mouth and down my throat. I couldn’t breath and almost started to choke on the member in my throat, but finally he got his pants down and sat back. The cock pulling throat slime out as it slid free. I sat there staring at it and just said “I need that in my hole” “Your wish is about to be granted. He threw me down on the towel and put a duffle bag under my ass so he could fuck me face to face. This was gonna go deep and probably hurt. But I didn’t care. He pushed my legs up and lined his meat up with my abused pussy from this weekend. I tried to push out my ass a little to kiss his cockhead. He smirked and started pushing forward. He slid into me steady and easily for the first half. Then his cock was thicker as he got deeper. It started to stretch and push me. I just bared down and took it. Finally he bottomed out. “Fuck dude, most people can’t take it all, but ur ass has” “It’s not easy, but I’m a easy slut hole, here for your use, Sir” “Good boy, cause now I’m gonna fuck you, with no mercy till I cream your hole” “ughnn, yes sir, please do” He proceeded to do just that, he was long dicking me. My ass was squelching cum all over his balls as he was going. I was trying to milk his cock and keep myself tight for him but there was so much cock, so deep in me, mixed with so much cum, it was hard to maintain. I hoped this would never end and yet begged for his balls to empty everything they had deep into my soul. I lost track of how long he fucked me. He was enjoying himself and figured out kissing me and trying to pinch my nipples off my body got my hole to tighten up a bit so he went to town. Right as he was about to cum he latched onto my right nipple and sucked and bit for all he was worth. It hurt like hell and I was sure to have a hickey and sore nipple tomorrow but it tightened my hole up really well so he pounded like hell till he erupted in my ass. His grunts as he was trying to rip my nipple off with his teeth was excruciating but heavenly to have his load in my ass. When he let go I was so sore. My ass and chest were on fire. He told me to stay naked. He plopped out of my ass, moved forward and dropped his still sizable meat into my mouth to clean. I did so happily. He then stood up and got dressed. He told me I could move but make sure any leakage went on the towel. I did as I was told. I tried to lick any stray cum off the towel as we drove. It was a challenge but I was determined. When we got back to my hotel he told me to get out of the van naked and he would hand me my clothes. Luckily it was late and he didn’t pull under the porte cochere and had me out in the parking lot. I did as I was told. He told me,” Thanks for that, You should stay at my hotel next time.” I said “if you and Robert are still there, there is no reason I wouldn’t!” He at least handed me the clothes. I really was worried he would drive off with them or throw them at me, but he didn’t. Then he drove off, I quickly redressed. But as I did I realized I had my credit card and id, but no room key. Damn. So in the hotel I went. And I had to stop at the front desk. An older daddy in his 50’s was working there. He looked up at me with some ice blue eyes and I about melted. I knew I didn’t have another fuck in me. I was used up and spent at this point, I just needed to get back in my room. “I’m sorry I seem to have lost my room key at the bar tonight. Is there anyway I can get a new one.” “Sure” he said, as he looked over my body in my slutty outfit. “I just need to see an id” Stupidly I had put my id back in my sock before I came into the hotel so now I had to bend over and retrieve it. I handed Jeffery (according to his name tag) my id and his face was now blushing a bit. “Um sir, did you know you can see thru those shorts?” “Yessir, I did. I had a red thong on under them earlier but those gotten taken as a souvenir.” “Oh, okay. Well I can see why.” He said as he was programing my new room key “Normally I would offer you a free ride to see how good it is, but I have had a lot tonight already, so unless you got something special I can’t pass up I’m just gonna turn in” “Ever felt an 0-gauge prince albert in your hole before?” “Fuck” “Yeah, let me help you to your room. You look like you could use it” He said as he handed me my new key. “Thank you, daddy.” I said as he crossed around the counter and put an arm around my fishnet covered shoulders and walked me toward the elevator. “Oh you wanna call me daddy, well you can be my boy. But I think you being such a sluttly boy tonight means I have to remark you as my own.“ He said as we entered the elevator. “Yessir, I said. I wanna be daddy’s boy till he puts his baby makers in me.” I said as we climbed the floors in the elevator. “I thought you were too tired and just needed to be put to bed” He said with a smirk as we exited the elevators. I was rubbing his body at this point. “No daddy, dont leave me unsatisfied” I said as we went down the hall “No worries boy, you will be satisfied. Now crawl the rest of the way to your room, I wanna see your ass wiggle.” he said as he pushed me to the ground. I crawled the last 30 feet to my room, shaking my ass like it was on fire. He just stared. I opened the door and went in. He ripped my shorts off and threw me on the bed. “Present your hole” He commanded. I got on my knees, put my face on the bed and used my hands to pull open my cheeks and show my hole. He took his thick middle finger and started fingering my cummy mess of a hole. He moved to one side of me and told me to take off his pants. I did and there it was a very experience thick cock with some salt and pepper pubes, but well kept and a huge 0-gauge prince albert ring. I had been fucked by one before but rarely and loved the way the weight of the ring feels in your ass. I sucked that thing into my mouth so quick someone watching wouldn’t have known he was even naked before it disappeared. It took some work to get him to rise. But he was enjoying the hell out of my ass. “Damn boy, you been a naughty slut tonight. This thing is full. You gonna have room in there for daddy’s load or am I gonna have to make some room?” I couldn’t talk with my mouth full so I I just moaned in agreement. I didn’t care. I just wanted more. He was stretching my hole with two fingers and then 3. “I think I can see into your hole boy. I can see your cum covered soul of a slut deep in your ass.” And that was just the thing that finally got him all the way hard. It made me happy to know my slutty self got him that excited. He pulled his cock out of my mouth gingerly to make sure and not hit a tooth. He then got behind me and I represented my hole like I knew he would like. He lined that pierced head up with my now loose hole and started to push. I felt the cold metal and the hot cock flesh pushing and I so wanted it in my body and it happened. With a pop he was sliding into my cum cavern. I could feel the big hunk of metal and his thick man flesh in my hole. I had forgotten completely about being sore and tired and was just a slut hole doing my duty. He reached up and brushed my sore nipple and I clamped down hard on his dick in my hole. And apparently that was it. He shoved forward pushing me flat on my stomach and pound a few more strokes as his meat drenched my slutty over used ass. He wasn’t a squirter because it didn’t feel like that. But it felt like molten lead leaking into my hole. It was probably just the piecing pulsing on my prostate but it feel like perfection. “Thank you, Daddy.” “Thank you boy. That’s one hot piece of slut ass” “Sadly I check out tomorrow but otherwise you can have it whenever you want.” “Don’t be surprised if you wake up with a dick in your ass a few times then” He said as he pulled free. “Whatever you want, Sir” I said as I started to drift. I knew I was gonna pass out, but I didn’t care. I felt totally satisfied. Then I realized I should clean him off. I started to get up but he pushed be back down. “Get some sleep boy, you need it, and I will do my best to be back later.” And with that I passed out.

The next morning we woke up to a knock at the door, it was Jerol. It felt weird seeing him and hear him telling us we had an hour to get ready, especially after what we did the night before. The boys all headed to the shower, while I waited for them to leave, and pull the cum soaked toilet paper from in between my ass cheeks out and flush down our toilet. Another knock on the door. I opened it with just my towel on thinking one of the boys forgot something. It was Jerol again. He said,"hey, sorry I was a little rough last night, but it'd been a week since I've gotten my cock wet." His hollywood smile made me soft and I said,"It's cool man, I just wish you hadn't cum in me." That was embarrassing to say out loud. He smiled at me and hugged me, our skin touching like that, made me hard again! What the fuck!? Why? He felt my dick harden against him. He pulled my towel off and I was rock hard standing straight up. He asked,"Did you shit my cum out of your pussy last night?" "No," I replied,"I couldn't do it with the guys all in here and the shower area closed off." "Good," Jerol responded, "get on your back on the edge of your bed, we have about twenty minutes." He pushed me toward the bed, and I did as he told me to, all the while telling him we couldn't fuck, he was too big, and I was too sore, I didn't like it. He lifted up my legs and started eating my hole. I was in bliss, as my battered hole was getting some relief from a tongue massage. I heard a "click" and saw he had oil in his hand. I guess he'd had it in his shorts pocket the whole time. He was stroking his third leg as he ate my boy pussy. I mean, my ass. I was beginning to feel relaxed and almost felt like I might cum. He got up on his knees and placed that huge cock on my hole. "Jerol! Please don't! I can't take it." He retorted,"I'm just going to rub my head on your hole okay?" I let him. I just laid back like a slut as he rubbed his cock on my hole. He started stroking my steel hard cock with his hand and as I relaxed more he applied pressure to my hole and he started to sink into me. I guess all the cum inside me and the oil he'd poured all over his dick was enough lube to enter my tight hole. It still hurt like a fucker, but kinda felt good too. Having this tall, gorgeous young man put such a huge cock into my tiny hole. I felt so dirty, so wrong. It was so wrong to let this guy push his huge thick cock into my ass. He was sinking more and more of that beautiful cock into my butthole when he hit my inside spot again. Precum started pouring out my pee hole. I was grunting it hurt, but also I felt the pressure against my prostate and fuck...I think I might cum. Why did it hurt so bad too though? He put my legs up onto his shoulders and grabbed my hips as his began slamming his cock into my little hole. I was breathing hard as I felt myself about to cum. He railed on my hole. Jerol began talking gross to me again. Telling me my white boy pussy was his to use and breed as long as I was at camp. He said he'd fuck all of his loads into my bitch hole whenever he wanted and I'd better learn to take his poison loads. "Poison loads???" What did that mean? Precum was leaking out all over my abs. I told him to hurry before the guys got back. "Hurry what?" Jerol asked "Hurry up and cum in me before they get back," I said. Jerol smiled and began ramming me hard, his hips slapping against my ass cheeks...pow pow pow rapidly plowing my hole. I couldn't take the pressure or pleasure any more and my cock started exploding between us. I didn't even touch my dick this time! I was blowing my last load out onto my face as he drove his truck sized cock into me and I felt again how much thicker it got as he blasted my insides with his cum. He pulled his dick out unceremoniously and dropped my weak legs to the floor. He pulled up his shorts and put the oil back in his pocket. "Get to the showers before the boys get out, or they'll see you covered in cum and might see my loads leaking from your used up pussy." Jerol warned me. I quickly covered up with a towel and practically ran into a shower stall so no one would see my shame. I felt a little bit of Jerol's cum leak out of my hole for the rest of the day. Why did I let him fuck me again? It hurt so bad the first time, I wasn't ever gonna let that happen again. I guess it wasn't as bad the second time, but still! I can't believe I came without even touching my cock...I came sooo hard and so much...

Get a set of nipple pumps and use them daily. You can get them dirt cheap on Amazon and they feel great.

And unfortunately the SF event was postponed until further notice. They’re on Twitter though and you can sign up for email updates on the website. I requested a credit to the next event instead of a refund and the guy was very cool about it. No way I’m gonna give up a chance have that many anonymous dicks sliding into my hole.

Daniel Hausser + Hung Young Brit

A bottom needs to do whatever its told to do, no questions asked

Yeah...I'm A 22yo blk bottom. But someone please turn me into their PnP nigger slave, sir. I've been fucking my ass to this story but really need to happen is I be taken and corrupted,sir. 2020 Will hopefully be the year that I'm corrupted 😋🤤😈 Until some claims me please write more so I can enjoy this fantasy, Master.🙊🐷🙋🏿‍♂️🙉🤤🙈😋kik: Slave2Fist

I will never forget my first visit to a piss tap. Dude had been giving me a pretty fucking. We had talked about some kink, but he never mentioned watersports. I had been pissed on before, but never asked to drink it. Anyhow, he shoots a big load in my ass, then asks me to clean up his then shrinking cock. I oblige, and as I take it in my mouth, he turns on the piss flow. I was too shocked to do much but guzzle what was coming my way. It was a shock, but once I got over that, I really got into it. Have had some more experiences and have enjoyed them as well.

I like being pissed on and in. Unfortunately it's really hard to find other guys into it.

When I woke up the plug had been removed from my ass and Anthony had just slammed in balls deep. I gasped unprepared as he began once more assaulting my loose and sloppy cunt. Max and Tom were standing on either side of him, both wearing black leather harnesses and thick cock rings like Anthony’s. I tossed by head back as Anthony’s cock began to hit my prostate and saw that the TV on the ceiling was now on, it showed me splayed in the sling with Anthony’s raw cock pounding in and out of hole. It was a live feed, and now in high depth I could see how Anthony’s cock spread my hole with each thrust, and how my ass lips clung to him as he pulled out again. “Welcome back Sleeping Beauty. Poor little bottom needed a little fuck nap before his party tonight. You feel rested boy?” “Fill me with your load and send in the tops for the night.” “He’s ready,” laughed Max. “Alright boy, this is all the lube you’re going to get till you take your first load of the night… you ready? Go get the men in the living room warmed up Max, I’m going to fill him quick.” Anthony picked up his pace slamming harder and harder as he started to sweat and then very quickly shoot his third load up my ass. The sounds of moaning and laughter drifted down the hall as Anthony pulled out of my hole. I looked up at the screen and saw a small glob of cum ooze out of my ass and then Tom’s cock scoop it up and slide it back into my hole. Leaning forward Tom whispered, “You’re going to love tonight. When Anthony used my hole for the first time I couldn’t believe I was letting him do it, and then later that night I couldn’t believe I let a group of men I had never met before breed me stupid, but after that night I never looked back. Now I’ll give any bottom who wants it my load and any top who what my ass can have it and I’ve never been happier. Max doesn’t wanna get out of bed in the morning without a load up his cunt. I’ve given him two already today.” He had been slowly sliding his cock in and out of my ass this hole time and I moaned my appreciation. A group of guys came in the door followed by Anthony and a rather mussed up and sweaty looking Max. There were seven new guys all together and they crowded around the sling as Tom kept up with his slow deep plowing me. To my right a tall thing ginger guy with a thin dusting of hair over his swimmer torso came up and smacked my cheek with a short but thick cock, maybe even thicker then Tom’s. Then next to him was a short Hispanic guy who looked like he was wearing a fur coat he was so hairy, I couldn’t see his cock but if he was here I guessed it had to be good. Next to him was another taller Hispanic guy with a thick mat of hair on his chest and a long kinda think looking cock but massive low hangers. Then Anthony, and Max stood next to Tom who seemed to be perfectly happy keeping up his slow pace till someone else was ready to take his place. Next to him stood an olive skinned guy probably Italian with a strong jaw and salt an pepper hair that ran down his front to a thick fat cock already dripping precum. Next was a tall thin twink with a cock so big it didn’t seem like it should fit on a boy so skinny, he smiled at me and gave his foreskin a tug. Then another blond frat guy, this one unlike Max, had thick golden hair all over him and a meaty cock that made my hole twitch around Tom’s thick rod. The thought of all of these amazingly massive dicks being inside of me turned my inside to jello. I wanted them, I needed them. Then the seventh guy stepped forward from behind Tom and I stared in shock and fear. My European Literature professor, the one whose class I was supposed to be writing a paper for but instead I had my ass in the air and a cock stuffed in it. I had always though he was hot, he had this sort of Harrison Ford in Indian Johns sexy professor thing going, always dressed in tweed and ties, but now that I saw him naked I knew he was a god. Broad shouldered with just the perfect Brawny Man amount of hair and muscle, a narrow waist and the sort of abs that aren’t a six pack but are clearly strong as hell, and a cock to die for. It had to be about nine inches and probably six and a half maybe seven around. This thing looked like it should be a dildo not a real man’s cock. “So I guess I’m not getting that paper from you tomorrow?” I just stared at him not knowing what to do. “Don’t worry you can make it up to me tonight. Move over kid, I knew this boy was a slut the moment I saw him and now I want my turn at his cunt.” Tom pulled out with a sloppy wet squelsh sound and Professor Ross took his spot. I felt his cock press against my hole and I looked up at the television. My hole looked puffy and swollen and his massive mushroom head started to press inside. “I knew you’d have a sweet hole, nice and wet and ready for raw cocks.” I gasped as I watched the head pop into my ass and then was surprised as my hole almost sucked the rest of the veiny shaft inside till my professor was balls deep in my boy-cunt with his pubes pressed against my swollen ass lips. “Shit this hole is hungry. How many loads you got in there already boy?” “Five,” I replied. “Not nearly enough.” And with that it began something seemed to snap with in my professor and very quickly with in the other six men they all got looks of animalisic hunger on their faces. Cocks were thrust into my mouth as my hole was pounded harder then ever before by my professor, I had hold of another cock in my hand too. Quickly Max was pressed into presenting his ass for the Italian guy while the twink fucked his face. I lost track of where everyone when and the room went from smelling slightly like sweaty men to wreaking like a locker room in no time. Professor Ross seemed hell bent on ruining my hole for anyone else. He hammered away and when I looked up at the TV I could see that my ass was even slacker then before, barely managing to cling to he sides of his retreating cock any more. I have no idea how long he fucked me for, but before he could cum he pulled out and shoved the twink at my hole. The skinny boy waisted no time in ramming his dick inside and resuming the deranged assault he had been mounting on Max’s mouth. I saw Professor Ross move other to Tom who had backed away from the group a bit, and after a brief interlude Tom was bent over with the professors cock buried in his ass. Tom, not having any lube in his hole, was moaning like a whore as his hole desperately stretched for the cock that was banging into it. The twink came quickly filling my guts with a hot load, I watched him pull out and saw a long string of cum form from his cock head to my cunt. then came the Ginger guy, then the two Hispanics one after the other, the older guy, and lastly the frat guy. By this time I’m sure that my hole was just an abysses. Anthony then came over, slid his cock in once or twice and then helped me out of the sling and onto the floor where he had me mount his cock. He pulled me close to him and whispered that he was proud of me. Then I felt more pressure on my hole and looked back to see that Professor Ross was pressing his cock against my already full hole. My sphincter gave way quickly to his slow but deliberate pressure and soon he was inside my ass as well. He and Anthony picked up speed cheering each other on. Professor Ross put his mouth right next to my ear and whispered, “Don’t worry about the paper boy, I’ve got a different kind of course work for you now. Along with taking loads from my friends over here, you’re hole will be at my disposal whenever I want it. Now tell me how much you want my load.” “Please breed me Professor, I want to be your cumdump. I want you to load me up every day.” “Good boy. Now here’s your reward.” Both he and Anthony shoved their cocks balls deep and started to cum at the same time. As the two cocks pulsed inside of me I felt like someone has just dumped a milk just full of cum inside of me. I moaned and writhed on their cocks till after a long while Professor Ross pulled out and left the room. Anthony slid me off of his mostly soft cock and said, “My two boys have your last two loads of the night ready for you, go get them.” I turned around and found Tom and Max laying with their legs spread and their crotches pressed together so that their cocks stood against each other like one super cock. I climbed over to them and mounted their cock. After everything my ass had been through that day I slid down easily and went to town riding them both. It didn’t take them long to both shoot their loads in to my sloppy cumy ass. Then having received my last two loads I stood up carefully. Anthony came up behind me and pressed a plug even larger then the one I had had in me before into my ass and patted my cum covered ass cheek. “Go home, get some rest. Keep that plug in and come back tomorrow after class and I’ll take it out.” “Yes Sir.” I don’t know why I called him Sir, it just felt right. “Get some rest.” I walked back to my clothes, pulled them onto my sweaty stinking cum covered body and walked down stairs to my car. Driving with the plug in was an experience but I love still feeling full. Tom had been right, I felt happier then I ever had knowing I had done what I was put on this earth to do. When I got home I went to my computer and logged into adam4adam and began making corrections to my profile. 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