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PART 11: SURPRISES FROM JOE The text from Joe definitely got my interest – especially the line about “we have some things in common” -- so less than a week after seeding straight jock Bryce on my downstairs weight bench, I met Joe for a beer. Most of our local bars and restaurants were still shut down because of coronavirus concerns, so I met him at his house – a nice two-level place not far from me that he shared with two dogs. I never knew Joe outside of wrestling, but I knew he was always friendly, although a man of few words. Mostly he came to the events, did his job, got his money, and left. I had always thought Joe was married, but he’s not. I’d assumed a lot about Joe, and some of those assumptions changed quickly. Joe greeted me at the door with a strong handshake. “Hey boss,” he said with a big smile. Wearing a tank top, gym shorts and Nikes, his massive body made me feel small, almost vulnerable. Joe was a bear of a man – at 6-foot-4 and all muscle, his thick beard and thick, dark body hair against his tan skin made him very intimidating, even though I was several years his senior. I learned quickly that Joe wasn’t much for small talk, and I respected that. He grabbed us both two local craft beers from the fridge and guided me out back to his patio. We sat in chairs across from each other. He quickly took the lead and spoke his mind. “It’s been a pleasure to work with you for more than 2 years now,” he said. “I consider you more than a boss. I consider you a friend, and as a friend, I want to be honest with you.” He stood up and slid the waistband of his shorts down to the top of his heavy cock. There, under the stubble of freshly shaved pubic hair, was a black biohazard tattoo. He took two steps toward me and grinned, still holding the waistband of his shorts down to expose his secret. “Just wanted to make sure you saw it up close,” he said, looking down at me. Joe winked, then slid his shorts down further to reveal a solid metal bar embedded in the tip of his thick, mushroom head. This dude’s pierced cock was destined to rip apart tight holes. He laughed as my eyes grew wide. “It’s a beauty, ain’t it?” he said. He turned back and sat down across from me, pulling his shorts up. I was still trying to process what I just saw and heard. “I’ve been poz about 2 years, never got on any meds and don’t plan to now,” Joe said. “I know I’ve put some of my wrestling opponents at risk, but I’m coming clean to you now. I just want you to know.” “And fuck, as long as I’m being honest, I know you’re gay,” he said, “and it’s cool with me. I am too.” I was definitely startled, not so much by his confession of being gay, but by the fact that he knew I was. And the poz issue? That made my head spin. “Wow, I um … I …” I began, but Joe cut me off. “Wait, boss,” he said. “As long as I’m on a roll, I have one more thing.” There was about a five-second pause while he looked down at the deck. “I saw what you did to Cody in that room,” Joe said. “I was walking down the back hallway and saw you through a window. I watched almost all of it go down. I saw you bend him over, saw you take pics, saw you bite his neck and draw blood and rub your cum into his cut. I saw all of it. I knew right then what you were doing. You were trying to poz him.” Shit, I thought. What window? I had tried to be so careful and cover my bases. I felt all the blood rush from my face. I was busted. This guy’s going to ruin me. He’s going to tell everybody. What if he had video? “But,” Joe said, “I liked what I saw. In fact, I have an idea for you.” My mind was still racing to process all this new information, but I was starting to listen more and panic less. “Your next event has to be an online event, with no live audience,” Joe said. “And I’m going to wrestle Cody again. At the end of it, I’m going to strip him in the middle of the ring, cuff his hands behind his back, and fuck his jock ass and recharge him.” He was right. I do like this idea.

2. He started to fuck me again this time harder and faster. He drove his cock into me over and over, my ass felt sticky and his thrusts started to be accompanied by a wet squelching sound. My whimpers, turned to moans and cries. My hole felt loose and expansive around his thick cock. When he finally added a second load I was laying completely flat on the bed my ass stuck in the air as Sir pressed down on top of me. I felt his sweat drip on my back before he pulled out. “Now get on top of me boy.” He lay down next to me on the bed and I leapt on top of him. My hole was so wet with spunk now I didn’t need any spit to slide down his cock. I bottomed out and started to ride him. I moaned as his cock pressed into my prostate making more and more precum leak onto Sir’s furry stomach. With one hand on my hips, he guided my strokes and pulled me forward for a kiss. His tongue invaded my mouth, making it hard to breath. I panted with the exertion. All the while his cock slid in and out of my slick hole transforming me into his toy. This load took longer to milk from his cock, but at long last he slammed his hips upward against my ass and his cock throbbed as he unloaded in me again. I lay on top of him, covered in sweat, for a long minute, his cock still lodged in my hole. Then he pushed me off, hauled me off the bed and pressed me against the wall. There he fucked me again. After his fourth load was pumped into my guts I was exhausted and fell forward onto the bed. My chest heaving, covered in sweat, but my legs still spread wide for Sir. “Fuck boy, you’ve done much better than I expected. Are you enjoying yourself?” “Yes Sir!” I panted looking over my shoulder at his sweat slick body. His cock, now slightly soft, still stuck out proudly in front of him. “Good so am I. In fact, I think I’m going to keep you.” “Keep me Sir?” “I’m going to train you boy, and make you mine. I haven’t broken in a new pig in a while, it’ll be fun to watch your mind break.” I didn’t really know what to say. I’m not sure I understood exactly what he was offering at the time. I just knew that I needed that cock in my life. “I’m done with your cunt for the night boy, I have work in the morning, but I’m going to give you a choice. An opportunity to show me that I’m right about you. Tomorrow night you will be back here at 8pm sharp and I am going to fuck you again. Now if you turn up tight, and unused I’ll know that you aren’t the cumslut I thought you were and I’ll keep you as a good random trick to call. But, if you’re a good boy and spend the day proving to me what a slut you are then I’ll start you on the next part of your training.” “How do I prove I’m a slut Sir?” “By collecting loads boy. I want to slide my cock into a cum filled cunt tomorrow night, and while I’m fucking you I want you to show me videos of all the men who bred you.” “Yes, Sir!” My cock throbbed. I’d done some slutty things before but nothing like what he was suggesting. Yet, the idea turned me on so much. “Good, now get the fuck out. I’ll see you tomorrow at 8.”

Seth grinned as his ministrations had their intended effect, and he slowly resumed fucking Jakes hard bare cock in long, deliberate strokes. "there we go" whispered Seth, as Jake unknowingly began to thrust into Seths warm hole. "push nice and deep baby, youre doing great" seth slid jakes hands atop his hips and began stroking his own cock. Seth wasnt here just to get the boy to fuck him raw. Seth wanted Jake to want to fuck raw, and he admired the thought of another glistening poz cock in his ever expanding collection of boys who once played by the rules, but have long since forgotten anything but how to dump their toxic loads nice and deep, over and over. aiming carefully so as to paint the boys lips, chin and chest in hot poz seed, Seth moaned as he rewarded Jakes efforts and milked his length, turning the boy into a poz picasso. "taste me" seth whispered, as he pushed gobs of his warm cream from jakes chin into his open mouth, which he obligingly sucked and swallowed. Seth slid two fingers through the river of poz seed pooled on Jakes chest and tucked them under his thrusting ass. "I bet these lips want some tasty honey too." he chided, as he began circling Jakes virgin hole. Working another glob of thick poz seed against his ass, Seth began to slowly press into him, "open wide baby, let me in, thats it." Seth stared into Jakes eyes as he moaned, continuing to thrust as Seth began to alternate between massaging and scraping his boy button. "feels so nice doesnt it? Lets taste a little more" Seth slid his digits out of the boy with a light pop and again back through the pool of poz jizz before returning hem to Jakes raw pink hole. as Jakes cock began to swell he stared into seths eyes with a mix of confusion and lust. "just a little more baby, youre almost there. Keep fucking, thats the way" Seth encouraged Jake, as he began to pound the boys prostate in rhythm to his own thrusts. jake groaned and thrust deep, just as Seth had taught him, unloading deep inside as Seth grinned atop him like a mighty king, generously massaging poz seed into his tight fuckhole. Slipping his fingers out, he sucked the seed from them and slowly let the dozing boy slip out of his swollen pussy. As morning turned to noon on a warm saturday, Jake was roused from sleep by an almost impossibly perky Seth, offering him a towel and a nice hot shower. Jake reached down to his morning wood and felt the still moist mixture of poz juices on his member, vaguely recalling the nights events. "I shouldnt have done this, I really need to get out of here..." he sheepishly announced. "Aw, Why? I thought we could be really good friends!" Seth chirped with a smile. "The kinds of friends who have lots of fun, and share excellent..." he paused to slip his fingers into his sloppy hole, sucking them clean in a single motion "taste." he said, holding eye contact with Jake and proceeding toward the bed. "We also wouldnt have to tell your boyfriend at all! it would be our secret" he smiled, straddling once again the young mans toned hips and hovering above Jakes thick tool. Jake scowled, staring at the hungry power bottom as he grinned like a Jackal atop him. He was right. "Just make this a weekend thing, and forget about it" jake thought. "lets get some condoms first?" Jake suggested with a half smile. Seth gave a gentle push and coated Jakes cock in his own warm cum. "no baby, really good friends dont use them" he instructed, deliberately working the poz slime into Jakes shaft. "good friends always bareback, jake. They fuck and fuck and always shoot their cum inside" seth lectured, as he tucked Jakes thick head at the entrance of his ass Jake sighed in contentment and without thinking, gently began feeding his cock into the toxic hole. "there ya go! now tell me how it feels" Seth beamed, as Jake instinctively gripped the power bottoms hips and began driving. "hot" Jake panted, "and wet." "thats right! hot ant wet and good. raw holes are the best for your cock. They make you cum fast and hard." Seth was now being bounced atop the boys increasingly desperate thrusts. he needed to cum. "and you can cum in me whenever you want! good friends will always let you shoot inside." Jake groaned loudly as he dumped his third load into the sucking toxic cunt. seth slipped off Jakes softening cock with a plop and a smile, and dove onto it to clean things up, alternating between licking and 'accidentally' sucking with his teeth until the boys cock glistened and the juice was faintly pink. Seth gave Jake a quick kiss and headed to the kitchen to cook some late breakfast. "Remember Jake, if you need to cum you can cum in me!" Seth gave a quick slap of his ass and left the boy to wander into the shower.

Over the next week, we settled into a nice routine. I'd fuck at least three loads into Jake each day and feed him two more as sustenance. He was responsible for drinking all my piss and cleaning my arse with his tongue, spending whole evenings under there. After that first day, he was nearly always keen for my fuck and I really don't think he was eating much other than my seed, although I did leave him for a few hours each day while I hit the weights in my apartment or went out for a jog. I made him keep on the shredded briefs he'd been wearing for that first fuck. He was losing even more condition, looking thinner than ever and it was no surprise when he became ill. I noticed it as I sunk into him balls deep after waking up hard, as usual. He felt warmer and less responsive than normal but no less pleasing to breed. As it dawned on me that my boy was now struggling in the fight with my DNA, I got hornier than ever and rode the little fuck extra hard,sparking weak protests from his aching body. My enjoyment easily outlasted his energy and he was like the figurative rag-doll beneath me by the time I finally dosed him up with more of my DNA.

Kenny#3 I looked up when the door opened and a very sexy tall dark man entered the room. He had that Tubbs look from Miami Vice....so hot. He smiled at me and said to Kenny, "I brought some of my boys and some party favors, why don't you go say hi while this sexy baby and I get acquainted ". Kenny stood up and kissed Javier and undressed him as Javy pinched his nipples and kissed him. I was entranced as his big black penis swung into view as Kenny stooped to pull his pants off from around his feet. Javier met my eyes and smiled. He pushed Kenny out the door and kneeled on the bed, his cock in front of me. He then shook a line of coke onto his dark dick and said snort it baby. I did. He shook another out and use your other nostril now. I did. I was flying. I began bobbing up and down on his dick as he snorted his own lines out of my view. My tongue got numb, guess I didn't get all the coke, lol. He then began rubbing and fingering my hole. I moaned. "Yeah bitch, you love it don't you?" Said Javier. And then my hole began to burn....mmmmmmm, I said as he pushed his fingers in deep and his cock as far as it would go in my throat. I felt soooooo good. Javier said, " yeah, you like it don't you faggot? You want to be Javy's new bitch right? Mmmmm Hmmmm I moaned around his cock. He pulled out of my ass and mouth and poured a big white line on his wet big dick. I snorted and switched nostrils and barely got it all in. Javier pushed me back on my back, put my legs in the air and slid slowly into me. I was so wet, so horny I just reveled in the feeling as the unsorted coke began to sting deep in me. Javier smiled at me as my eyes rolled up into my head as he grabbed my nipples. He then began to pound me, all the way out, then all the way in....faster and faster. My hole farting air, his balls slapping my ass, me moaning as he pulled me in and out on his big cock with my nipples. Javier grunted, panted, made guttural sounds and slammed all the way in.....I could feel his body release inside of me, every twitch of his huge dick buried inside me, every pump of spun from his ample nut sack. His sweat dripped onto my face, so salty tasting...he opened his eyes, and began to grind his dick in circles. I don't know what sounds I made then but Javy kissed me then, long and deep and hard. When he was done he sat back on his haunches and I saw Kenny and two naked light skinned black men in the doorway. Kenny was sucking their cocks. Javier turned to see what I saw and when he did, his cock popped out of my hole with an audible POP sound. Javy motioned for one of the guys to join us. He said something in spanish and that hot man started licking my drippy hole and jerk ing my dick. It was so sexy the way he slurped that big load from my hole. And then he flipped me on my stomach and slid his cock into my ass as he poured lube down my crack...

II There I was standing still in the gloryhole. I could feel something coming down my leg. I think his load was dripping out. I felt my hole with my fingers and it was indeed nice and wet. Guess he gave me a big one. “Yeah you like that? Don’t worry there’s more to come.” I turned to open the door but he grabbed me. He was taller then me and much stronger too. He pinned me back up against the wall. “You’re not going anywhere. I’m not done with you yet.” He grabbed my ass again. Spread my cheeks and started to finger me. I tried to fight it, but he was too strong. I felt another finger go in. I lost control. It just started to feel good, so good. He noticed. “You like that boy? You little slut. I know what else you want.” I could hear other men walking by. I’m pretty sure they heard my moans. He was fingering me really good. He opens the door and turns me around and bends me over flashing my hole for every other top to see. Fingers still in my ass.. “Come on boys. Gotta a little slut that needs some cock.” With that he closed the door again. I could hear other doors closing. “You ready boy? Your ass is about to take some good cock.” He slaps my ass. I moan in pleasure. Still pinned up against the wall. I starting feeling other hands through he opening stroking my cock. I don’t know who it was stroking me, but it felt so good. My cock was getting so hard. Not forgetting what I was to him, he pulls my cock away and turns me around. “That felt good boy? I know something else that’ll feel just as good.” He turns me around and pushes my ass up against the opening. My hole in full view. I’m defenseless. Still lubed up from that load from earlier, I feel a cock. He pushes me back on it. “Yeah, take it. Take that raw cock.” It feels big. I let out a loud moan just from the tip going in. “Yeah that’s a nice tight hole.” I heard him say through the wall. “It feels so good.” I responded. I wasn’t ready for what was coming. I could feel this big cock in my hole. Going in and out. It felt so good. I was bent over in the gloryhole taking anon cock. It really turned me on. Next thing you know I felt his cock press against my mouth. “You like that cock in your ass boy? You little slut. This ass belongs to me and I’m gonna share it with every cock that slides through that opening.” He said to me. I guess I was his to own now. “I’m coming.” The guy that was fucking me shouted through the wall. With one last thrust I could feel his load pumping into me. It was huge. “Yeah. Breed that little slut. Get him nice and lubed up.” My new sir shouted out while he was also cumming into my mouth. There I was being spit roasted in the gloryholes and I was loving every second of it. Like the new little piggy I am. (Oink) I pulled away, barely with enough strength. My ass was loaded up with two loads now. My sir turned me around to examine his new slut. “That’s a good little slut. Already got two loads in.” Thats when another cock slid through the opening. This one had a little something extra. “I think he needs a pick me up.” I heard this new guy say. My sir looked down and quickly smiled. I was too dazed from all the fucking I just received to have noticed. “Oh boy. You’re about to have a nice little Trip.” He whispered in my ear as he was fingering me. I didn’t know what he meant by that. He bends me over and pushes me back against this new cock waiting with anticipation.. “Wait, no more please.” I said to him. He puts a hand over my mouth. “Shut up boy. I told you, this is my ass now.” He slaps me and pushes me onto this cock, it’s huge. I could feel the tip going in and with that I’m getting fucked once more. Moaning loud. I could feel him deep in me. Next thing you I was coughing.... To be continued.

It was already late, when Liam left his house. The handsome young man could afford it, thanks to his gorgeous body and beautiful face. The women loved him and the men paid him good money just to get a massage and a dinner with him. Liam was a little taller than average, with no gram needless fat in his body. His chest was well toned and good to see through his net shirt, after he left his red leather jacket open. The black latex pants did not hide his well build ass and sporty legs, as he locked his front door and wiped a flick of golden hair out of his face with his latex gloved hands. His eyes were often compared with emeralds, deep green, sparkling with an inner light and deep as the oceans. And Steven thought that those eyes were really very tempting, just like the rest of that hot piece of meat he´d been watching for weeks now. His bed had been empty for too long and as he saw that young god moving into the house next street he just had to have him. And today he was dressed in his 'kidnap me' dress. Steven was in the right mood to do so. Liam slowly walked to his car, though it could be hardly described that way, he seemed more to dance whenever he moved and his ass teased the watcher´s eye with reflections of the city lights on the smooth, shiny latex clad flesh. Steven held his breath, he was hidden in a bush next to pavement and his victim came closer. He opened his bottle of chloroform and wet the white cloth as Liam approached. Steven was dressed in a burglar style. Black leather pants, matching jacket with a black shirt and black, tight gloves of smooth leather. His face hidden by a mask. As the boy passed his hideout Steven rushed out and grabbed the precious boy from behind, forcing the cloth over his mouth and nose with the left hand, while he wrapped his right arm around Liam´s chest to grab his victim´s left wrist with his free hand as he pinned him against his car. Liam´s scream was muffled by the cloth and Steven pressed him firmly against his car, his back against Steven´s chest. Steven felt the bulge in his tight leather pants rub over Liam´s latex clad butt as they wrestled and fought Liam desperately tried to get free and drag the sharp smelling cloth off, but one hand was in the merciless grip of his captor, and the other arm was pinned to his side by the kidnapper´s. "Mpppppffff." Liam yelled into the cloth as he felt his heady getting dizzy. Slowly the boy´s strength faded away and his struggling became weaker and weaker. Then Liam sank into Steven´s grip, his eyes half closed and his resistance completely faded away. Steven smiled and let go of the boy´s wrist. Liam´s now rested against Steven´s chest, only held by the hand pressing the cloth over his face, while Steven ran his right hand over Liam´s latex clad crotch. "You´re mine, sexy." He whispered into Liam´s ear and kissed his neck, while the boy´s finally closed. Then Steven hurried. Liam lived at the town´s border at the end of the street, so no one had seen the fight, but there was no need to give any late evenings traveler the time to come here and see Steven with an unconscious boy. He quickly got hold of the boy´s back and slipped one arm under his knees and liftet his sleeping beauty up and carried him to his car. Liam was laid on the backseat and hidden by a blanket, then Steven removed his mask and threw it next to the boy, before he got into the driver´s seat and slowly drove home. He felt the urge to hurry, but didn´t want to risk any police attention. In his garage the boy already started to wake and moaned, so Steven quickly rewet the cloth and gave the boy another nose full. Then he carried his prey up to the bedroom and gently laid Liam on the bed. Steven watched the sleeping boy for a few moments, laying peacefully on the black silken sheets. But finally he decided to play a little. Steven stripped off his jacket and shirt, then crawled up towards his captive, rubbing his naked chest over the boy´s leather jacket. As he leaned over Liam Steven bent down and kissed the sleeping Liam fully on the lips and send his tongue into Liam´s mouth. He kept the kiss for more than a minute and as he finally broke it he was breathing hardly and had to rub the bulge in his pants. Moaning in arousal Steven started to strip Liam, removing his jacket, then the shirt. He left the gloves on and the pants...for a while. Then Liam got a special girdle, that had two leather cuffs, left and right at the boy´s hips and he secured Liam´s gloved hands there. Now the boy had his hands secured to his sides, but Steven wanted to be sure and put on a pair of bondage gloves, too. The black latex globes swallowed the hands and made it impossible to grab anything. Smiling hungrily Steven started to run his leather hands over Liam´s naked chest and pinched his nipples, that stiftened under the treatment. Steven bent down and took his nipples in his mouth, licked and sucked on them, what caused the tied boy to moan. Now Steven woke up and hurried to blindfold Liam with a black latex strap, that was wrapped around the head several times. It was a shame to cover these eyes, but Steven didn´t want to wear a mask now. Liam wasn´t awake yet and Steven started to caress the boy´s cock through his latex pants. He was rewarded by some moaning and a growing bulge in the tight pants. Smiling Steven opened the zipper and pulled the pants down to the knees. Now only a red g-sting, made of shiny latex, covered a fat bulge. Steven bent down and licked over the red fabric, tasting the latex and smelling the erotic boy´s smell. Steven could not restrain himself anymore and ripped the string down. A fat eight inches cock jumped up and greeted the kidnapper. Steven took a few moments to watch him. The cock was large, thick and nicely formed. The head was especially thick and red, Steven could understand why some people paid a lot for one night. And he had him for free and as long as he wanted. Giggling like a schoolboy Steven wrapped his gloved hand around the shaft and started to wank him. Liam moaned and shook his head. "Ooooh....wh..whaaat?" he asked dizzy. "Hee...nooo." he moaned, but Steven only stroked the cock harder and caused a drip of precum to leak out of the cock head. Steven licked the salty liquid away and savoured it´s taste. "Heee...stommmpfff." Liam´s protest was cut by Steven´s gloved hand that sealed his mouth tightly. "Shhhhh, just enjoy sweety." he said and wanked him with the other hand. Liam started to struggled and trash around, but Steven just straddled the boy´s chest, pressed him down with his gagging hand and continued to wank him. That was less comfortable, but now Steven could enjoy the sight and feeling of the boy struggling beneath him. And Liam struggled and yelled into the handgag, but the more Steven stroked him, the more his struggling slowed down and his yelling became moaning. The blonde boy threw his head around on the black silken pillow as Steven wanked him with great speed now, while precum wet his gloves. Liam suddenly cried into the handgag and his cock started to spurt. The first load hit Steven´s chest. Steven was completely spellbound by the sight as the cock became even thicker and fired sticky white cum high into the air. The second load hit Steven´s belly and the third the bulge in his pants. Steven moaned loudly and milked the fat cock and rubbed himself against the boy, smearing his own cum on Liam´s belly. The finally Liam sighted and relaxed. Steven, his hand and crotch were a mess, covered in Liam´s hot seed. Slowly Steven raised his hand and licked the cum away. He had swallowed a lot of cum in his life and that boy tasted like he looked, delicious. Steven hungrily cleaned his hand, then whiped his body to lick that, too. Finally he almost jumped off the boy, gagged him with black tape and licked him completely clean, but he spared the boy´s cock for the end. Liam groaned and wiggled, as Steven´s lips wrapped around his half-limp manhood and licked the cum away. Steven ran his tongue over the boy´s soft skin and started to suck. Liam moaned and tried to struggle again, but Steven got hold of his hips and held him down, while he sucked the cock back to full size. And that didn´t take him long. He felt the meat grow in his mouth again and moaned, taking one hand down to free his own cock and masturbate while sucking. After a few minutes Liam was hard again and Steven got up, his boner still getting stroked, and looked at his captive. It was a hot view. Liam was covered in sweat, his latex pants squeaking as he tried to get more stimulation for his hard cock, now begging for more into his gag. And the cock...Steven thought it had to be eight inches, maybe a little more. Steven straddled Liam again, kissing his gagged mouth, while he rubbed his cock against Liam´s. Now both boys moaned and groaned, Liam even pushed his hips up to meet Steven´s boner. They rubbed against each other, moaning all the time and wetting the whole bed with their precum. Then Steven grabbed Liam´s head and pushed him up against his kissing mouth. Cum shot out and covered Liam´s cock and crotch. Steven moaned, licking the tape over Liam´s lips as he emptied his balls on his victim. Then he weakly climbed off, to watch the picture. Liam was moaning and pushing his wet body upwards, trying to get his cock stimulated enough to cum. Steven wiped his red hair out of his face and smiled wickedly. "Oooh, poor boy didn´t cum." he teased. "Maybe I can help." he said and licked his own cum off, causing Liam to moan and push himself against the tongue. Again Steven licked the hot, wet meat and made Liam moan even more, if possible. Steven sucked him hungrily, running his tongue up and down the shaft, while bobbing his head up and down the long fuck-pole. His experience allowed him to swallow the whole cock down his thoat, then lifting his head untill his lips barely touched the cock head. Then Steven licked the precum and swallowed the cock again. Up and down, while his captive thrusted his cock upwards whenever he came down. Steven loved every second of it, Liam was a dream and he had him. He felt him shiver, felt the boy´s pleasure like his own and now Steven wanted to make him cum even more than Liam wanted it. Steven closed his eyes as the boy yelled into the gag and then the tasty semen flooded Steven´s mouth. He swallowed as much as he could, but Liam still had too much to get it all and the precious liquid ran down Steven´s chin, while he gulped. Finally it was over. Liam laid still and Steven just licked him clean, then removed Liam´s pants and tied his ankles together with a pair of leather cuffs. Steven got up and joined the boy in bed, dragged him up a little and put Liam´s head on his chest. "Sweet dreams." he whispered to the exhausted boy as he wrapped the silken blanket over them and switched off the lights. Then Steven ran his gloved hands through Liam´s soft hair untill they were both asleep.

I was still fully hard in his guts but humping in and out more gently now, gliding through a heady mix of my seed and Jake's cunt juices. I told Jake how my DNA was rushing into his blood stream, seeking out his cells and overpowering them with ease. "You're eating me alive?!!!" "Kinda, kid". "Did you always plan this?" "Yeh. I do it a lot" "oh" "but you are different, I've built up to this and I want to keep breeding you" "Is there anything I can do?" "There's meds, like what you used to take, but I doubt they'd do much for you" "oh". "I think you want this, to be my prey" I fucked him as deep and gentle as I could, relishing his little body under me. I felt his ruined ass twitch and guessed his clit was getting hard under him. Finally, some minutes later, he answered "yes, I want it. I need you to use me, I wanna be your prey" "good boy, you've found your purpose" "but, please, don't leave me" "I won't" Hearing his mind submit to me after so easily dominating his puny body was a major turn on. I rolled us over so that Jake was sprawled on me, my cock lodged in his guts. I could see his hard little cock, which was dripping his milky pre. "I'm close to cumming Jake. Close to dumping a lethal load in you. You can get off me if you want. Drag your maggot body off me, feel my bull cock slide out of you" I felt him tense up, beginning to sit up, survival instinct kicking in maybe? He lifted himself off me a little, dragging me through his shredded insides. Fuck that! I pushed him back down, hand on his shoulder, and scooted my thighs up, wrapping them round his, immobilising him. "no way baby, you are my cum dump now". He was pinned back down on me now. He whimpered as I used his body to milk my cock, pulling it up and down me with my thighs. "Ripping you up, fag, planting my babies". His cocklet was rock hard and I felt a trickle of juice as he climaxed in my tight grip, relishing his role as a sacrificial flesh light and I was soon pumping another load of toxic scum into his recently pure and clearly very fertile guts.

1. The unseen man pulled his cock back through the glory hole and I licked my lips, swallowing the rest of his load. I sat back on my heels and looked at the now vacant hole in front of me and for a brief moment wondered how I had come to this moment. Completely naked, my head shaved, cum leaking from my hole and covering my face, my cock dripping precum but completely forgotten, and locked in this booth in the back of this bathhouse. I heard a rustle behind me and saw a fat dark cock slide through the second hole in this booth. My instructions had become second nature at this point and I got up, bent over and slide the cock into my well fucked hole. Once my as was pressed firmly against the wall, the man on the other side began to pound me. I groaned and smiled. At thirty years old I had thought that I knew myself pretty well. Through some experimentation in my twenties I had decided I was vers, not overly kinky, and overall was pretty good about condom usage. So, I how did I end up locked in a glory hole booth in a bathhouse? Good question. Sir, well at the time Mike, had been the one to change all that. As soon as I met him in the bar I knew there was something different going on. He had a power over me that I couldn’t explain, and I just sort of gave in. I hadn’t gone to the bar that night with any sort of expectations. It had been a long day I thought I would pop in, have a drink or two, toss some coin at a drag performer friend of mine, and head home. As I was buying my second drink Sir, as he is now known to me, brushed against me at the bar. I was in awe. At just above six feet tall he loomed over me a little, his broad chest blocking out the rest of the room. His face was strong and square. He had short cropped dark hair, and eyes that somehow just drew me in. He smiled a broad toothy smile, and introduced himself. I practically melted. He offered to buy me a drink and made small talk as he got closer and closer to me. I smiled and felt my cock stir as he brushed against me. Soon, he leaned down and kissed me hard on the mouth. I melted into him, his big hands grabbed at my back and pulled me close. Within twenty minutes of meeting him we were leaving the bar and walking to his place a couple of blocks away. As soon as the door closed something in his demeanor changed. He became more assertive, and I became more aroused. “Strip,” he said. There in his living room with the blinds still open I pulled my shirt off over my head and kicked off my shoes. I stepped out of my jeans and hesitated for a moment before pushing down my briefs. My cock was hard as a rock and stood straight out from my dark brown bush, its full six and a half inches exposed. Sir smiled at me. “Good boy,” he said. I’d never been called boy before. It made something in me flutter and my cock twitch. He unbuttoned his own shirt revealing his strong chest, and a thick pelt of hair. His stomach was hard and flat, not an over tone gym body, the strong body of a man. Then he took of his shoes and undid his belt. Before he took his pants off though he said “On your knees boy.” I practically fell to my knees. With another broad toothy smile he undid his pants and slipped them off. He now stood in front of me in nothing but a straining jockstrap. My mouth watered. “Come over here boy,” he said, and I crawled over so that I was kneeling right in front of him. I could smell his sent, my cock throbbed. “Now you’re gonna get my cock wet and then I’m going to fuck your cute little ass. Understood?” I nodded vigorously. “When I ask you a question like that boy you will answer ‘Yes, Sir’ is that clear?” “Yes, Sir,” I stammered. This wasn’t something I was into I thought, but then why was my stomach doing back flips and my cock leaking like mad. “Good. Now lets try that again. You’re going to get my cock wet and then I’m going to fuck your ass, is that understood?” “Yes, Sir.” “Very good.” With that he pulled out his cock and I gasped. I had guessed it would be big from the bulge in front of me but I had still not been prepared. His cock was the thickest I had ever seen. Only about an inch longer than mine it had to be as thick as a soda can the whole way down. His pubes were dense and connected into the thick mat of hair that ran up his stomach. I swallowed hard. “Open your mouth boy.” I did as I was told and he pressed the broad flat mushroom head into my mouth slowly. I’ve always loved sucking cock and instinct took over. I swallowed as much as I could, slathering all over his cock. He groaned appreciably and his hands came to rest on the back of my head, pulling me closer. Somehow I knew that I had to get his cock as wet as I could, his sudden shift in demeanor told me that he wasn’t going to be providing any lube when he fucked me. I choked myself, getting spit all down the shaft of his cock and all over the head. My face was slick with spit, and it dripped down my chin. Occasionally he would force the whole length of his dick into my mouth so that his head hit the back of my throat. He was forceful, but always careful with me at the same time. I felt safe with him. I felt like even if he used me rough I would be ok. After what felt like a blissful eternity he pulled out of my mouth and head me by the shoulders. I looked up into his face, and saw that same toothy grin. “You ready to get fucked now boy?” “Yes, Sir.” “Good, now get your ass on the bed.” He shoved me towards an open door to the right, and I darted onto the bed. Without being told I got up on all fours presenting my ass towards the door. I heard Sir chuckle as he walked in behind me, “Good boy.” I felt his hands on my ass and braised myself for his cock to start pressing on my hole dry but instead I felt his tongue lap at my hole. It darted about, flicking over my ass, slowly working inside me. I groaned, as I felt my hole opening steadily. I was no stranger to getting fucked and it didn’t take too much to get me ready, but Sir was taking his time. He savored my ass, getting it slick with his spit. Once Sir was satisfied that I was properly wet, he straightened up and started to rub his cock on my hole. I leant forward, and put my face into the mattress. After dropping a big glob of spit onto my hole he started to push in. His head was so wide and blunt that my hole resisted for a long moment before finally giving way. I gasped as the first inch of his cock slid into me. He held his cock there for a minute, dropped another glob of spit onto his shaft and pushed in again. Little by little he opened me to his massive girth, and I just became a whimpering puddle. He fucked me slowly at first, adding more spit and building up speed till there was a steady wet slap filling the room. I groaned with every stroke. It felt so good. I could feel my hole loosening around him. I began to slam my hips back against him drawing his cock into me deeper. After ten minutes or so he pulled out of my hole, and in one motion knocked me over so that I was now on my back with my legs in the air. He repositioned himself and sank back into my hole. I groaned and tossed my head back. He was hammering me relentlessly and I felt my entire body giving way. My muscles all went slack and I was just putty in his hands. “I’m gonna breed this cunt, boy,” he said, sweat shinning on his body. “Please, Sir! Breed my hole!” “Good boy. Take Sir’s load.” He slammed deep inside me, stretching my hole as wide as it would go, as he spasmed deep inside me. He shook a little as he came, and the big toothy grin came back. He stayed inside me, his cock not getting any softer, but finally he was still. “Here’s the deal boy, you have a choice now.” He flexed his cock in me, “You can tell me you’re done for the night, and leave now; but know that if you do that you will never see me again,” another flex of his cock, “or, you can stay here. Just know that saying means your committing to taking my cock all night whenever I want your hole,” another flex, “So which will it be.” I didn’t even have to think, “Please, Sir, fuck me again!” “Good boy, you may just turn out to be a fun new pig.”

Doesn’t happen to me when getting fucked, but when I have a fist punching me out I can piss a lot.

I love getting filmed. I love getting fucked on cam. It kind of bums me out that I hardly ever get a copy for myself unless I'm the one filming, because I do love watching guys fuck me/treat me like a real faggot. In terms of being exposed... I used to be kind of nervous about it, and I'd scour the gay internet for pics or videos. It was always actually just because I was hoping to find something... But I didn't even give a second thought to Cam4. I didn't realize that everyone goes on there to jerk off. So when a buddy (who fucks me), one night in front of a group of friends at a bar outed me and told the group he'd watched me get fucked bare by a few guys on Cam4... I mean, he watched, right? It's not like my mom found it. It was a guy who already bred me and pissed in me. And told his friends he did those thing, and knew that others did those things with me too... So the only additional thing we learned here was that he jerked off watching other guys fuck me on cam. Now, I'm not straight or closeted, or even close-lipped about being a horny cumwhore. It could be a different proposition for some, but ultimately, if someone comes across you on pornhub or cam4, it's because they were to find something to jerk off to. If they're going to give you a hard time for being part of the kind of thing that gets them off every day... I call BS on that.

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Yup. Pro Tip. Always across the sleeper bed not lengthwise. .......Makes the cab shake...... visible to the entire lot...😈

Sounds like the virus has definitely taken over the twink. That's a proud moment for a poz top. I'm envious.

After my cumload was done, I rolled us both back over, wanting to keep Jake trapped under me. My cock was still fairly hard which, combined with the relative tightness of his hole, meant I was able to stay inside him. I think Jake had either lost the ability or will to try pushing me out so I remained lodged in him as we both drifted off to sleep, giving my virulent seed its best chance of converting my little victim. At some point in the night the rhythmic pulsing of blood through his body aroused my cock and I awoke to find myself gently humping my new cock extension until I discharged in him once again, before falling asleep again until dawn. In the morning, I was feeling aggressive, and hammered my morning wood into his battered body, certain that it was game over for the kid by this point. My needs satisfied, for now, I carried him through to the bathroom, still speared on my cock. The view in the full length mirror was magnificent: Jake's knees on his chest, pinned by my arm, his briefs hanging shredded and bloodied off his arse but still concealing his tiny cock and balls, my thick veiny cock disappearing into his puffy red ass lips. He looked up and took in the view himself. "You like that, runt?" "yes...I love it..." His cock stirred in the briefs. Using my other hand, I reached round, grabbing his cock and balls through the material and squeezed very hard. His balls were like ripe olives and I felt them yield in my grasp and Jake cried out. I crushed them some more. "You don't need them anymore, only men need balls. Yours are pathetic". He nodded, pathetically as I sat myself down on his toilet, degrading him further and then further still as I unloaded my morning piss load directly into his guts, thinking about the acrid liquid scorching his raw insides and watching his belly bulge, full of my waste. As I stood, I let him slide off me for the first time in 8 hours until he was face down on the floor. His cunt hole was pouting up at me, puffy and slightly open as dirty piss dribbled out of him. I stepped on him as I made my way to the shower, leaving him sprawled there panting.

I left Jake in the shower as I raided his kitchen for food. The kid didn't have a lot in so I snook back down to my apartment, not bothering to put anything on over the obscenely revealing briefs. I eat a lot and I'd expended a good bit of energy on Jake so far, so it took a little while to devour my meal and top up on protein shakes. By the time I made it back up to Jake's, it was clear something had happened as he was really upset. A little coaxing revealed that he'd had a phone call with very bad news about his parents, he wouldn't say what but it wasn't hard to imagine. I gathered the little guy up in my arms and comforted him. We moved to the sofa and I put his favourite wrestling channel on the TV as I caressed his tussled hair while he laid on my chest. Time passed and he said little but he seemed more at ease. My hand could't help roaming to his pert little ass cheeks as his head rested between my pecs. I flicked the TV over to Pornhub and selected a wrestling porn playlist I knew of. Jakey's little cocklet began to harden and rub against my abs in his briefs and my finger probed against the thin material that covered his hole, pushing a little harder against it, feeling his firmness. On the screen, an Ed Hunter look-a-like was pinning the hell out of a young twink, his cock escaping from his over-packed jock and getting rubbed over the twink's face and arse as he took control. "He's got the same tattoo as you" he said, noticing the biohaz symbol on the guy's shoulder. It was the first thing Jake had said in over an hour. "Oh, yeah...we're in the same club". The twink had now lost his speedos and the top had whipped off his jock, rubbing it in the kids face as he threw him around some more. I pushed a little harder on Jake's briefs where my finger had been caressing for the last 15 minutes and felt the material give and a small hole appear, allowing me access to his pucker. Jake was humping my abs as the top on the screen pinned the twink face down, hands behind his back and rubbed his cock head at his hole. I spat on my finger and began working my way into the boy, letting his humping motion work my finger inside. I let him open himself up on me as the top made short verbal work of the twink on screen "got my dirty cock in ya, boi"......"gonna knock you up".... Jake's hole was lubing itself up nicely as I whispered in his ear "you want that, don't you Jake" "mmmm...yes sir" "What do you want?" "your big cock" "Where?" "in my arse" "In your cunt, fag, runts like you don't have an arse" "in my fag cunt sir" "Good boy". I rolled us both off the sofa, winding him as he ended up beneath me. I scooped him up from under me, one hand on the back of his undies, the other arm round his chest, giving him a good wedgie as I carried him to the bedroom and threw him face down on his bed. My cock had already escaped the tiny briefs as I fell on to him and I was able to poke it through the hole in Jake's underwear, filling in his little trench with my meat, dripping copious pre. "This gonna hurt you, runt, but I kinda enjoy that and it's your only use in life". I gave him the poppers, more to improve things for me than him and pushed forward. The dumb cunt tried to move forward and I felt his hole tense up, which made me smile. I could feel I was on target and my PA had already slipped in so I just decided to go for it, driving my hips forward against the resistance which failed, all at once, as something in Jake broke, allowing me to slide about 6 inches into him. I clamped my hand over his mouth to muffle the screams and enjoyed his almost too tight chute as it feebly tried to expel me. A sticky warmth was surrounding the end of my cock as I pushed slowly deeper, coming up against Jake's inner sphincter. I played with it for a little while, as Jake's chute lubed me up, mixing with my pre, before gradually increasing the pressure. "What are you doing?" Jake whimpered. I responded by pushing a little harder, breaking his resistance and easing even deeper into him. I groaned in ecstasy as the sphincter locked around my cock head and my sweaty balls rested in the stickiness leaking from Jake. "I'm in your guts boy, my killer cock is right in you, dripping my superior DNA into your runty body". "it hurts" "I don't give a shit, runt" and with that I pulled back, feeling Jake's guts fighting to keep me in him and my PA slicing out through his inner ring. The good thing about this is it feels awesome for me and I know what's going on, Jakey felt relatively little apart from being over full and resistance inside him though and even the pain around his cunt lips was beginning to numb a little. He'd stopped squirming as I settled into a nice rhythm, Jakey barely visible under me, as I scythed through him over and over, thinking of all the ways I was going to fuck this innocent piece of meat while I had the chance. His vulnerability was really turning me on and I could feel my balls tightening. "Nearly time fag" I growled in his ear "gonna cum in ya" "please sir!!" he was clearly desperate for this to end so he could recover "you begging for my dirty load, fag?" "yes sir, give me your load" "you want my seed, you want knocking up?" "yes sir, knock me up" "my poz DNA is gonna murder you kid" At this he started to squirm. "no...no...what?" "you're my prey, runt, gonna inject my killer babies in you" "no,....no...." "squirm boy, drive me crazy, my big dick is smashing you up inside, gonna inject my seed straight into your bloodstream" he was literally fighting for his life and it felt amazing. I could have ended the squirming any time but I just loved it more and more. All too soon my balls tightened and I felt the first powerful flex of my cock. Jake felt it too and grew still. It was too late for him and he knew it. I roared in pleasure as I pumped him full, my load being delivered deep inside him.....

Who needs a gf that withholds when you have Kenny!!!

Sounds like your Dom is a wanna-be. He likes the idea of dominating someone, but isn’t really an Dom. He’s an abuser. The first thing a real Dom does with you is discuss your limits, hard limits and soft limits. The next thing they do is establish a safe word so you can stop things if you need to. Sometimes things move fast, and in the moment they might do a light scene with you, but if that happens more than once get away. He is dangerous.

My load soaked my fuzzy chest, firm pecs, all the way up to my well trimmed beard. I was surprised at the amount since this was my third load of the day, all produced while watching a video of the ripped 19 year old stud who was renting one of the smaller apartments in my building. On my computer screen, the webcam recording showed him going from fully clothed, to naked and hard, to shooting his hot teen spunk onto a pair of black lace panties(left on his bedroom floor by one of the sorority sisters who shared the 3 bedroom apartment above his). Every time I watched it, I always ended up cumming when he reclined on his bed and described fucking her in the stairwell only 5 yards from his landlord's (aka my) door. As the vid rolled on to his massive explosion, I began to get hard again but had to put it away before I rubbed myself raw. How did I find myself stroking to my hot, young buck-of-a-tenant? With a little luck, some careful planning and a bold goal. This was only stage one of my plan to transform Derek from a normal, innocent young ladies man into my personal plaything. It all began when he walked into my rental office and asked if I'd had a chance to look at his application for the smallest unit, hidden near the back of the building in the basement. Normally I do not rent to college guys, due in part to their irresponsible tendencies, and in part to my perpetual hardon whenever I am near one. Derek could see my reluctance before I spoke, and cut me off with a well thought out list of reasons why I'd be lucky to have him living there. After the usuals, like tidy habits, quiet hobbies, etc., he added that he was working two jobs to pay for school since losing his athletic scholarship due to a blown out knee. His warm smile, round cheeks, deep blue eyes and dusty blond hair made me want to say yes, but his tight tee shirt and shorts led me to say no. Still he persisted, practically begging, since his dorm was too loud to study and all the other apartments within walking distance of his jobs and the school were either too expensive or taken. I apologized and waved for him to leave, knocking down a stack of flyers accidentally. He bent to help me recover them, causing his sagging briefs to reveal his firm bvd covered buns. When he stood up, his shirt rode up, giving me a tantalizing view of the most chiseled abs I'd ever seen in real life. He moved in two days later, and soon his fan club included all of the ladies in the building as well. After he was let go from one of his jobs, I decided to take advantage of the situation, hiring him on as afternoon help in the office. Now that we were spending a few hours a day together, I discovered just how naïve Derek truly was. Everyday some girl would find an excuse to come interrupt us in order to check out Derek, but he would just blush and get shy. One of the smutty sorority girls from the third floor even came by in her bikini (on her way to the pool lol) and the only thing that proved he was alive was the obvious outline of hard teen meat in his pants. "damn those are nice tits." I said once she left. Derek was caught off guard but agreed whole-heartedly. "fuck yeah man, and what a sweet ass." he added while trying to discreetly readjust his hefty hard on. "wish she'd invite me out for a swim." "if you asked," I laughed at his innocence. "She'd let you tittyfuck her in the middle of times square." This began our free discussion of sex, which proved, as I thought, that Derek's experience was limited to some sloppy head from drunk party girls, and 4 sessions of missionary with a girl from his high school. Since he was too shy to approach girls outright, I suggested he try meeting them online. At first he seemed hesitant, until I told him about sites where girls with webcams would strip and masturbate if he found the right one. The next day was spent with him regaling me with tales of smutty bimbos creaming on cam, and his desperation upon discovering they'd do more if he had a cam too. Begin phase one: I offered to let him use the office computer after closing time as long as he was careful not to be seen. Meanwhile I downloaded security software so each of his sessions was saved for my pleasure. After a few weeks of scenes where he'd only whip it out at the end and usually cum off camera, I became proactive. The thing I should have mentioned before is my real profession: drugs. I make a tidy living selling to the local campus and surrounding area, with a select few of my employees living in the apartments, right next door to unsuspecting students and model citizens. One such employee was the same girl that gave Derek a fashion show in her string bikini, and she owed me big. A few months earlier she'd given in to temptation and spent 3 days with her ass in the air at a local frat house, getting gang banged and smoking almost 300 dollars in Tina, which she still owed me. She had no problem with my plan to work it off by seducing Derek and convincing him to perform a stroke show for her while she was "out of town." All it took was getting her to catch him at the computer one night and she had him. Friday night I could hear them fucking on every surface of his apartment, and from the sounds of it, he was talented. The following morning he was at my door by 7, recounting every glorious moment. "I could pound her cunt forever Mr. E," he praised. "it sucks that she is going to visit her family this weekend, but she wants to video chat tomorrow night. I want to make her squirt on the keyboard." "Then you better get some moves Derek," I said, leading him onto phase two. "Why don't you watch some dudes who jack off on cam for money, see what they do that works best, then copy it for her?" The result of his research was the video I can't stop watching, with another session the next morning. As expected, Derek became obsessed with getting her on his cock, which was difficult to fit in with his classes, afternoons in my office, evenings bussing tables at the old Chicago's, and the 90 minutes a day in the gym. He skipped a couple work outs to hook up with her, before I told her to only be free during his bussing shifts instead. this leads us to Phase three: deciding between paychecks and pussy. "so what should I do, sir?" he always called me by my last name or sir, which had me hard in no time. "Do I keep giving up shifts for the fuck of a lifetime, or do I tell her I can't do it then?" "first of all, she is just a piece of ass Derek," I educated him in the secret to women. "She seems magical now, but I bet I can find you another slit who is even hotter if she can't be bothered. Second, didn't you say you'd been doing those cam shows every weekend with her? Why not do a live show for a paying audience? Chances are you'd make enough in one night to equal a month at that shitty restaurant." He declined, but left with a look on his face that told me he wasn't as sure about it as he let on. When he went to his 'girlfriend' that evening and told her he needed to work, she informed him that he could either do her when she was free or she would find a new stud. Stunned and a little heartbroken, he went to work, but texted me when he was on his way home that night: Taking u up on offer 2 find new girl, and decided to do the pay show. C u tomorrow. Saturday night he did his first show and made enough that he quit his busboy gig before the clock hit midnight. A week later, he'd done three shows and had enough to splurge on some beer and brats, which I shared in. He'd never had any beer before, except a sip here and there to seem cool at parties, but my influence was having its desired effect, so he'd finished his third when my 'surprise guests' arrived at my door. Lana and Lois were two of my regular clients, buying enough each week to provide their clients with enough crystal for any and all dates they scheduled. As pros go, these two were the least skanky, but they still had the hints of 'will fuck for cash' in their clothes, make-up and long hair. Lana was some sort of Asian/Hispanic mix, with dark red loose curls, and per my instructions, she was wearing a pair of tiny shorts and a tight tank top. Lois was creamy white with black straight lochs, and her huge breasts were barely covered by her tight, see through dress. Derek sat in silence while I lead them inside and asked them to join us while I got them their goodies. Phase 4: introduce Derek to drugs as a side dish to hot pussy. As expected, his jaw dropped when I admitted to selling drugs to these "sweet grad students." if Lois hadn't sat in his lap when I brought it all out to measure it, he probably would have run for it, but after some drinks, he was all too eager to let her grind into his lap. Accepting a couple beers, they playfully flirted with us both, suggesting all the wicked things they could imagine happening if they got high with us. By the time I brought out a pipe and asked Derek if he minded if we smoked it, Lois had taken his hand and slid it between her thighs, riding his fingers and whispering how horny Tina made her. "Tina? Who are you talking about?" Derek asked, his eyes drifting to where Lana had joined me on the couch, her hand in my fly getting me hard. "this," she said, loading some crystals into a pipe, lighting it, and exhaling a giant cloud. "is Tina. Wanna try some? It make Dicks throb, pussies drip, and orgasms like you won't believe." "I don't do drugs," Derek said, regurgitating the line he'd been hearing since he could crawl. "isn't it bad for you?" "Yeah, but so am I," Lois moaned as she slid off his fingers and walked over to hand me the pipe. I took a huge hit and shotgunned it back to her before reaching out and tugging on her dress so her tits popped out of it. I leaned forward and took her nipple in my mouth while Lana and Lois hit the pipe, shotgunning back and forth. Derek stood up and walked over to our miniature orgy, pressing his huge bulge against Lois' bubble butt, but still declining the pipe. "Don't pressure him if he doesn't want to, he's just a kid Lois." I said dismissively, taking a huge hit while Lana fished out my hard 8 inch Dick and swallowed it whole. Really, I was fed up with his prudishness, and I winked at Lois who turned around and backed Derek into his seat. "That's okay," Lois said, stripping out of her dress entirely. "Lana and I will just fuck around with your boss. Maybe you can join us next time, but I guess it's just us grown ups tonight baby boy. Lock the door on your way out." Derek sat speechless while the three of us continued getting naked and grabbed the pipe to head for the bedroom. "How... How do I smoke it?" Derek's soft voice stopped us as we were almost out of sight. I smiled before turning back around a walking over to show him in nothing except my dogtags and socks. "go ahead and get him started while Lana and I get ready for you two." Lois said before pulling Lana into the bedroom and shutting the door. They knew I wanted to be alone with Derek when I got him addicted to meth, so I'd always be the first thing on his mind when he smoked it. "Hold this but don't inhale until I tell you," my hard dripping meat pulsed while I lit the torch and cooked the crystals, until a thick white cloud swirled out of the round bowl. "Ok, now suck as hard as you can boy." Derek did as he was told, inhaling until he couldn't anymore, then coughing hard for a minute while I took my turn. We did that back and forth, and in only a minute or two, Derek's whole body came alive and started humming for sex. "Get undressed for those hot bitches. We're wasting the smoke boy," I said, watching Derek peel off his tight tee shirts and slide off his basketball shorts, leaving him in tennis shoes and a pair of white briefs that barely contained his massive rod. "this time, exhale your smoke into my mouth and I'll do it for you too." When he leaned in to shotgun, his briefs grazed my thigh, causing us both to drip precum. When I returned the favor, I got closer so our lips were almost touching, bring our hard cocks together, separated by the thinnest of cottons. His next exhale, I leaned in and our lips rested against the other's, as I felt the pulse of his racing heart pumping through his shaft and head. The last hit before we went in the bedroom, I put my arm around his shoulders, and peeled away his briefs with my free hand, kissing him hard and gripping his penis for a long moment before striding away. When he recovered from shock, he ran after me, and we spent the next six hours trading off using the girls' in every combination imaginable. By the time we shot our loads, Lana was practically blacked out on the floor and Lois was hanging from my neck, sandwiched between us while we double fucked her pussy. I locked eyes with Derek as I covered his Dick in my semen, which freaked him out enough to make him pull out and spray his load on her ass. While Lois and I went to shower, Derek grabbed his clothes and ran off into the night... End of part one. Still to CUM: Derek craves more Tina, needs cash and agrees to fuck a girl on camera in exchange. Instead Derek discovers the last Phase in Mr. E's plan: taking Derek's cherry.

Seth was your typical poz bottom. Thick ass, thick cocksucking lips, and an endless lust for raw cock. Seth wash lazily finishing a cocktail at the bar when a boy caught his attention from the corner. "who's he?" seth asked the bartender. "guys name is Jake. Just made it into college on a sports scholarship last summer. hes dating a flight attendant out of town named Billy." "poz?" seth asked curiously. "no, neg top. he only ever plays safe. youd think condoms were his fetish." Where others saw a nice guy, seth saw a challenge. Jake. "Hey im seth!," Wandering over with a couple of strong drinks, he sat down nearly on top of Jake and proceeded to spend hours chatting as he bought round after round of cocktails. At some point long ago he'd switched to water while Jake finished his last shot of the evening. "hey buddy did you drive? you might need a ride home," Seth said, running his hand up and down Jakes leg absentmindedly. "s-sure" slurred Jake, as they both rose from the table and headed to Seths car, he took the opportunity to admire the outline of a fat seven inches in Jakes pants. As Jake dozed slightly on the ride, Seth reached over and slowly ran his fingers along the outline of his cock. "there we go" he said. "lets get those balls churning" pulling into the driveway, Jake roused and asked, "where are we dude?" "Oh, i didnt catch your address, so i figured you could just crash on my couch for the night. no worries buddy!" beamed Seth. Jake gave a smile and a sigh, and they both headed into the living room where Seth stripped most of his clothes off. "I dont really do pajamas, but feel free to make yourself comfy" Jake stripped off his shirt and jeans and glancing at the couch, he made out the figure of a large dog. Walking back from the kitchen with a cold glass of water Seth winced, "shit. sorry about that, her name is penny and shes practically impossible to get off the couch once shes down. Here, you can sleep in my bed. Youll wanna hydrate first though otherwise that hangover is going to be unreal" seth chided jokingly. Jake eagerly gulped down his laced water and wandered up to the bedroom with Seth. In a few minutes his heart was racing, his cock was throbbing, and he could barely keep his head up. "how ya feeling buddy?" asked Seth, as he reached over to slide Jakes boxers down. "i-cant do thiss" Jake mumbled, "boyfriend" as he softly tried to bat Seths hand away. "sure you can, relax buddy, im just stroking you. Doesnt that feel nice?" "uh huh" Jake sighed "thats right, just nice long strokes for your nice big cock. Its a little dry though so lets spit on it" Seth pursed his lips and let a thick glob of drool slowly land on the head of jakes cock, teasing it around and into the hole as he continued stroking. "I bet youre a big cummer Jake. those balls look so full. does it feel good when you pump them into your boyfriend?" Seth said as he began working them in his other hand. Jake squirmed and again tried to loose Seths grip from his rock hard erection only to be chided. "shhh none of that now, lets just relax and enjoy. You have such a pretty cock I just want to kiss it. Lets kiss your big cock" Seth again pursed his lips and placed them against the throbbing tool, slurping a few drops of warm precum from the head, he deposited it on his fingertips and began working them into his hungry poz hole. "thats right, just relax and let that precum flow." Seth carefully milked the thick cock for a steady stream of Jakes natural lube, slowly sneaking more and more of it up his hungry hole. "I have t-to stooppp" Jake moaned, pawing at Seths arm. "no baby we cant stop now, youre making so much precum and your balls are so tight. Its time to keep going baby." Seth planted another sucking wet kiss on the head of Jakes tool, dragging his sharp teeth around the piss slit until it was red, "We need to fuck dont we?" Seth asked as he rose to gently straddle Jakes toned waist "no i have a boyfriend i cant do-" Seth interrupted him with a kiss. "of course you can baby. im your boyfriend tonight and we need to keep going" Jake again sighed as Seth reached back and slowly began rocking his thick cock between his own equally thick ass and across the warm poz hole. "thats right, just look at me, relax and let your precum flow" seth whispered as the increasingly moist symphony was punctuated by Jakes pleading, "dont, we need condoms and i have a boyfriend," Seth slowly pushed jakes futile mass back down against the bed and once again hushed him "no baby if you wear a condom you cant fill my hole up. Dont you like feeling it kiss your head? Just relax and let my warm pussy kiss that nice thick head" Seth smiled as he began easing the tip of Jakes cock in and out in lewd slurps, milking the warm precum from his head and into his thirsty hole. reaching up to the headboard Seth opened a small brown bottle and placed it under Jakes nostril. "lets just relax and take a big deep breath" seth returned his hand to the thick cock snuggly tucked into his hole and began to gently stroke it. "oh, warm" Jake groaned as he gently humped. "yes baby. lets put more inside that nice warm pussy. it feels so good doesnt it?" Seth slowly rose up and down, stroking the length of Jakes bare cock in his poz hole. "i gotta cum stop" groaned Jake as Seth began to swirl his hips "no baby this is the best part, let the nice warm pussy milk all that seed out of your big balls" Jake panted and groaned in a futile attempt to prolong the inevitable. seth giggled and reached back, fondling Jakes drenched balls "just relax and cum, relax and cum" Seth chanted as Jakes eyes went wide and as if on command, his cock began belching thick neg cum into Seths greedy ass. "there we go" seth soothed as he rolled the big balls in his hand like a toy "no condoms, just cum, doesnt that feel so good?" "we gotta stop, this is wrong" jake panted, still balls deep inside Seths hot hole. "no baby lets stay inside the nice warm pussy. Once that big cock gets hard again ill milk your load right out. just relax and feel how good that pussy is" Seth coaxed, as he gently began alternating between massaging the cock in his guts, and feeding Jake more poppers.

Part 1: Ryan and the Scally Lads "Are you sure you want to do this?" Jared asked, absentmindedly brushing his blond hair out of his face. "Yes. Definitely.” Ryan tried to not roll his eyes. “Come on... aren't you even a little bit curious?" Jared looked at the the building in front of them. They were in a part of Manchester he hadn’t been to before. It was dark, and the object of their interest was in the basement of an old building that hadn’t served its original purpose (probably some kind of industrial space) in decades. There was a sign but the name was generic enough that neither he nor Ryan would have known what it was — a gay “sauna” — except for the ad they had seen in a magazine in one of the bars on Canal Street. "No. I've got a pretty good idea what goes on in there. Just because I’m gay doesn’t mean I have to be a slag. Don't you want to save yourself for someone special?" Ryan knew exactly who that "special" person for him was in Jared's mind: Jared. He and his friend were both Mormon, had been raised in the same ward (congregation), and — around the time they hit puberty — had felt drawn together. For Ryan, it was simply because they had something in common... they were both gay in a church that didn't look on that very favourably. For Jared, it was more. He believed they were "destined" to be together. Ryan had tried to let his friend down easy. Jared just wasn't his type. Even now when they had been bar hopping on Canal Street, Jared dressed like he was on a church outing. He wouldn't even drink alcohol. With his thin and hairless body he was the picture of a typical twink. He was cute but didn’t do anything for Ryan sexually. Ryan had always been attracted to rougher guys. Council estate lads who would shock his middle class Tory parents back home in Essex (if he ever told them he was gay). Crass, tough, and a bit scary. That's what got him hard. But, no matter what Ryan did or said, Jared didn't want to hear it. "I stopped believing in soulmates around the same time that I stopped calling myself a Mormon.". Ryan said. It wasn’t the first time he had said that (or something similar) to Jared but his friend still looked hurt at his words. "I'm going in. You coming?" "No. I don't think so. I'll wait for you over on Canal Street for awhile... in case you change your mind." "I won't." "Just... just be careful. Ok? Be safe. I've heard guys don't always wear condoms in places like this." It was good advice, Ryan decided. He didn't want to get sick. He was on the rowing team for the university and knew his tight body was his best feature. Well... tight body, dark hair, blue eyes... and a butt to die for. He had not yet done anything other than sucking a cock or getting sucked... but he had watched enough porn to know that he was a bottom. Which was, of course, another reason he knew there was no future for him and Jared... what were two bottoms supposed to do together? But no. He had not yet surrendered his ass. Tonight, however, he was determined to change that. Tonight, he would lose his virginity. "I’ll be safe. And thanks." He gave Jared a friendly hug, walked down the steps, and into the building. Jared waited where he stood for a couple minutes, ignoring the leering look some drunk gave him, before turning around and walking back to Canal Street and the bars. Inside, Ryan paid his admission and passed through a turnstile. He wasn’t sure what to expect... but the somewhat generic locker room wasn’t it. Still, he guessed it made sense. He knew guys walked around with nothing on but a towel ... so they needed to secure their clothes somewhere. He was pleased when he saw a couple other guys checking him out as he got undressed. They weren't his type ... but it made him hopeful he wouldn’t just be ignored. He wrapped the towel he had been given around his waist and set off to explore. Despite his bravado with Jared, and his sincere desire to have "real sex", he was nervous. How would he know a guy was interested? How would they know he wanted to get fucked? Should he tell them he was a virgin? He started with a walkthrough of the bathhouse to see what it was like... and to give himself time to calm down. There was a jacuzzi and a steam room, then showers, then a TV room. Steps led down to a short tunnel and then back up to several areas with different types of booths. Then another tunnel that led back over to the entrance from the locker room. Then, as he was turning a corner, he ran face first into a man coming in from the lockers. The man smelled like he had been working hard all day and hadn’t showered before coming to the sauna. Not dirty, just a little sweaty. He was about Ryan's age — maybe a year or two older. About 6 feet tall and lean. He had close cropped ginger hair and a nose that looked like it had been broken sometime. There was a tattoo on his hip but the towel covered almost all it it so it wasn’t clear what it was. Not a “pretty boy”... but incredibly sexy in Ryan's eyes. Ryan's dick was hard instantly. "Oi! Watch where you going, boy." "I'm so sorry. My fault. I wasn’t looking where i was going.". Ryan stammered. Two other men stepped out of the locker room, glancing at Ryan before turning to the man he had run into. "What's all this noise, you ginger cunt?" It was more banter than an actual insult. The man who spoke had 'dirty blond' hair and blue eyes. Unlike every other man Ryan had seen so far, he was wearing a pair of shiny black trackies instead of a towel and expensive looking trainers on his feet. His upper body, however, was bare. He wasn’t fat, not even remotely, but he had just a hint of a belly. Still muscled though. Just the kind of muscles you get from hard work not working out. The ginger man sneered at his two friends. "This little bitch ran into me. I think he wanted to see what a real man feels like." Ryan blushed and tried to stammer out another apology. "I think you're onto something there Scotty. Look how hard his little dick is." Ryan didn’t think his dick was "little" (it was about 5 1/2 inches) but he was hard as a rock. "Yeah. What fag boi wouldn’t be hard at the thought of this?" Scotty groped himself through the towel. Fuck! He was hung. Ryan couldn't take his eyes off what looked to be eight inches... and not yet fully hard. He just stood and stared. "You know what we have here lads?" The third man spoke for the first time. He was a bit shorter than the other two, maybe 5’ 10”, but was the most muscular of them. His hair was dark like Ryan's but his eyes were brown. "I think you've found a virgin." The ginger smiled and seemed, suddenly, to be friendly. He put his arm around Ryan's shoulder.. Ryan couldn’t stop himself from inhaling a deep breath of the man's musk and sweat. He smelled soooo good. "Is that true, boi? Are you hiding a cherry under that towel?" "Well... kinda. I mean I've sucked a guy off before." "Thats just foreplay." The guy in the trackies laughed. "If you've never had a dick in your ass, you're a virgin." Unsure what to say, Ryan just nodded. "That's shameful!". The ginger man said with mock seriousness. "I can't believe some guy hasn't claimed that prize yet. A fine piece of ass like you.” He turned to his friends and winked. “I think we should help him out lads." The other two nodded and agreed. Not even trying to hide their smiles. "You want that, boi? You want me to fix that ‘cherry problem’ of yours?" Ryan looked at the three studs who now had circled him. Like sharks. Hungry sharks. Hungry — and very sexy — sharks. He took another whiff of the ginger man’s musk... he smelled like walking sex. A wet dream come true. "Please...?" was the only word he could form. "Good boi.". The third man, the muscular one with dark hair, smiled. "I'm Troy. This... " he gestured vaguely at the guy in track pants. "... is Connor. And you probably figured out that this ginger fucker’s name is Scotty." "I'm ... I'm Ryan." He couldn’t believe his luck at meeting up with these three chavs. Or scallies as they called them here in Manchester. "Where you from, Ryan?". Connor asked as the three lads led him deep into the sauna... back to one of the areas with booths he had walked by earlier. "Essex." "Oh. We've got a posh boi here lads. Best be on good behaviour." "No. No. Really... just be yourselves. I ... um... I like it." "Just yanking your chain, boi. Relax. You here at Uni then?" Ryan nodded, delighted as they seemed to ease him into their little group. "I never had much use for school myself.” Connor said. “Too many bullshit rules.” "Enough chatter.” Scotty interrupted. “The only thing Ryan here needs to worry about right now is my popping his cherry and setting him free." Ryan blushed but his cock strained even harder under his towel. Troy opened a booth door and gestured for Ryan to enter. The booth was filled wall to wall with a large mattress (if that was the right word.... more of a big cushion or pad) which was elevated enough that they had to climb in. It was large but still a little cramped when the four of them were all in and the door closed. It hadn’t occurred to Ryan until that moment that there would be witnesses to his deflowering. He wasn't entirely comfortable with the thought but didn’t want to look like a pussy in front of these guys and ruin his chance. Troy surprised him by pulling him in for a kiss. His mouth tasted of cigarettes and beer. Ryan wasn’t crazy about smoking ... but was too turned on to care. Troy lay down to the mattress, pulling Ryan down on top of him... which served to raise his ass up a bit. Scotty pulled the university student's towel off. The ginger man leaned over on top of Ryan so he could whisper in his ear. "You've got a lovely arse here, Ry. I'm gonna love WRECKING it." Ryan looked up nervously. "Ignore him. He just likes messing with you." Connor assured him. "But... well... he IS big. Especially for your first time. I do have something that can help though..." He pulled out a small brown bottle from a pocket on his trackies. "I don’t think I want to do any drugs..." "Oh its not like that. Just poppers. They just help you relax." "I'm not sure..." "Connor is right.". Troy said beneath him. "They really will help. Just give them a quick try. If you don't like them, no harm done... right?" Ryan nodded reluctantly. He reached for the bottle but Connor shook his head. "You’d better let me hold them. The last thing you want to do is spill them down your nose. Here, just take a big sniff..." A moment later and Ryan felt warm. Like he was blushing. And then just a little woozy. But he barely noticed as Scotty buried his face in his crack and started licking his hole. "Oh. My. Fuck!". Ryan moaned. The bottle was back under his nose. "Sniff." Connor said. Ryan didn't argue. ---- Jared looked out the window of the bar. He didn't really expect Ryan to give up or come to his senses so quickly, but he hoped he would. They were perfect for each other. It was so obvious to him. He couldn't understand why Ryan didn't see it. He hoped that, by letting Ryan "sow his wild oats", he would get this nonsense out of his system and be ready to settle down as boyfriends. He took another sip of his diet cola and decided to give Ryan a bit longer to come find him. ---- Ryan was in heaven. Scotty’s tongue, and the occasional finger, was still buried in his ass and Troy’s lips were still locked with his. The poppers had left him so horny he could scream. Connor lifted his head up. “I’m feeling left out, Essex boy. Why don’t you use your mouth on this?” He pulled his trackies down with one hand, just far enough to free his dick, and with the other hand pulled Ryan’s face into his crotch. Ryan opened his mouth and swallowed the cock. It wasn’t quite as long or thick as Scotty’s but it was still the biggest he had ever had in his mouth. He couldn’t help but gag a bit. Troy had the poppers now and placed them next to his nose. “Sniff, Ryan.” Ryan obeyed. Scotty had gotten a bit more aggressive with his fingers now... but the poppers helped him handle that as well. Troy had told him that Scotty needed to stretch his hole so he could enjoy his first fuck more. Ryan just wished the ginger was more careful with his fingernails... he was feeling a bit scraped up. Then... the tongue and fingers were withdrawn. “You ready? You ready for me to pop that cherry and make you the slut you were born to be?” Ryan pulled his mouth off of Connor’s cock but Troy held him tightly enough from below that he couldn’t really turn around to look at Scotty. “Fuck me!” “Bossy little bitch, aren’t ya.” Scotty sneered. He started running his cock up and down along Ryan’s ass. “Um. You’re going to use a condom, right?” Ryan pointed to the container on the wall that held condoms and lube. “Of course, boy. The lads and I always play safe.” Ryan couldn’t tell if Scotty was being sarcastic or if that was just the way he always talked. “You shouldn’t use those condoms though.” Troy told him. “There are guys who will tamper with them. We always bring our own...so we know what condition they are in.” “Oh cool. Thank you guys.” Ryan still couldn’t turn around but he could hear the condom being opened and rolled on Scotty’s cock. “Here. Give me your hand.” Scotty ordered. Ryan reached his hand back and Scotty placed his fingers around the big — no, massive — cock that was about to penetrate him. He could feel the johnny firmly in place. He felt some cold gel applied to his hole and pushed in with a couple fingers. There was a slight tingling sensation. “Lube with a numbing effect.” Scotty told him. “Will make your first time easier.” Ryan smiled nervously. “I’m really glad my first time is with you. You making this so perfect. Thank you.” “No worries.” Connor replied. “Maybe a boy like you knows, deep down, that he needs what we have to give him.” Ryan didn’t understand but didn’t have time to think about it as he felt the invader pressing against his hole. Scotty slapped his ass. “Don’t tighten up.” “Just relax and push down on his cock.” Troy said below him. “Better fill his mouth with that dick of yours, Connor.” Scott ordered. “I think he’s going to be a loud one.” Ryan didn’t resist as Connor’s cock filled his mouth again. And he tried to push back as Troy had suggested. But it hurt. Oh fuck! It hurt. Troy held the poppers under his nose again. He sniffed deep. Scotty slapped his ass again. Harder. Much harder. Startling him. But, apparently, it was enough to make his hole spasm open... as he found Scotty had managed to push the thick head of his uncut cock in. It felt like someone had shoved a cricket bat up his ass. He tried to cry out... but with Connor’s dick in his mouth it just sounded like moans. “Oh, fuck yeah.” Scotty grunted. “Your cherry will always be mine.” “You’re doing good.” Troy assured him. “Now push back and let him get more inside.” Ryan’s eyes were watering with the pain but he did as instructed. He had done it. He had a cock in his ass. And now, despite the pain, he wanted more. Scotty was not patient but it still took several minutes before that big cock bottomed out inside him. Before he finally felt Scotty’s heavy balls slapping his ass. Scotty slowly pulled back until just the head was inside. Then back again balls deep. Out. And in. After a few minutes of this action, Scotty pulled all the way out. Ryan could feel Scotty’s hands behind him, doing something. He had a moment of panic... was Scotty taking the condom off? He reached back but could still feel the condom there. “Don’t worry, slut. The condom was just sliding a bit... so I’m pulling it on me tighter. “ And then the cock was back in. Thrusting in. And sliding out. A few minutes later and Scotty pulled out again. He rubbed some more lube in Ryan’s hole. Connor leaned over Ryan, looking at his friend’s cock with a smile. “You’d better pull the condom REALLY tight. Make sure it stays on.” Ryan could feel Scotty’s hands stretching the condom tight behind him. After a moment Scotty groaned slightly. “Fuck yeah. Just like that.” Connor said with a smile. As the cock went in, Ryan decided the extra lube was really helping. This felt amazing. Better than it had just a moment or two earlier. Still, he reached back, trying to be subtle. The cock was deep in his hole but he could still feel the base of the condom so he breathed a sigh of relief. “I’m starting to think you don’t trust me, boi.” “I’m sorry, I’m just nervous.” “Shhh.” Connor said. “Just get that mouth back on my cock.” Ryan did but couldn’t really focus on it. Connor, however, seemed content to just let it sit there for now. Scotty’s thrusts were getting stronger. More erratic. The cock seeming to swell up even more inside him. Every man knows what that means. Instinctively, Ryan started pushing back harder. Into the fuck. And was rewarded. “Yeah. You’re pushing me over the edge! Here it cums, you slut.” Scotty kept thrusting as he came before finally collapsing on Ryan’s back. His breath escaping in ragged bursts. After a few moments he pulled himself out of the hole and sat up. Connor withdrew his cock from Ryan’s mouth and Troy released his hold, allowing the student to sit up slightly and look around. Scotty had already wrapped his towel around his waist and was throwing the used condom in a small trash can in the corner. Ryan could just see the tip of the tattoo under the towel and again wondered what it was. Scotty smirked. “Looks like I may have used too much lube. It’s dripping out of you.” Connor moved behind him. “Yeah, man. That is a lot of ‘lube’. It would be a shame to let that go to waste.” He started rubbing his cock against Ryan’s hole. It took the student a moment to realise what Connor wanted. “Um. I don’t know. I’m a little sore.” “Oh come on.” Troy frowned. “We’ve helped you lose your cherry. Surely you wouldn’t hold out on us, would you? Besides, neither of our cocks is as big as what you’ve already taken. You’ll be fine.” “You both want to fuck me?” “Well not at the same time. I don’t think you’re ready for that. Yet.” Troy winked up at him. Ryan had to admit the cock rubbing against his hole was feeling good. “You have more condoms, right?” “Oh, yeah. Lots more. Just like the last one.” “Let’s do it.” Ryan thought Connor’s grunt as he slipped into his no-longer-virgin ass was the most beautiful thing he had ever heard. Connor’s style was so different than Scotty’s had been. Where Scotty had thrust deliberately in and out, Connor’s were more like a rabbit fuck. Short but very fast thrusts. He didn’t want to insult the guys again, so he didn’t let himself reach around to feel for the condom. He had heard Connor opening it and say he had put it on. Why would he lie? Meanwhile, Troy kept kissing him, rubbing his nipples and dick, and giving him the poppers. Scotty was sitting in the corner watching them all while playing with his now soft cock. Connor reached the point of no return much quicker than Scotty had. “Fuck yeah. You little slut. Your fucking tight hole is going make me shoot.” Ryan realised he liked when they talked dirty to him. It was like he was in one of the pornos he watched online. “Yeah. Do it. Fuck me like a slut.” “Damn. That was so fucking hot to watch.” Scotty said a couple minutes later as Connor pulled out of Ryan. “Yeah, you dirty fucker.” Connor bantered with the redhead. “I know you get off on watching me fuck. You just wish it was your ass I was pegging.” “In your dreams.” Scotty sneered. “Looks like I used too much lube as well. Look at it flowing out of him now.” It was strange, Ryan couldn’t remember Connor adding more lube. He didn’t worry too much about it though. It was Troy’s turn. Troy’s style was completely different from the other two fucks. If Ryan had to describe it, he would say it was gentle. Almost romantic. It took Troy much longer to cum that the first two but he did eventually collapse on Ryan’s back after his cock spasmed deep inside him. “Damn.” He said as he pulled out. “It looks like we all used a little much ‘lube’. Your hole is a mess. Looks like you might have bled a little as well.” Ryan sat up and felt his ass. “Really?” “Don’t worry, it sometimes happens. Especially your first time. It will heal up in a day or two. Nothing to worry about.” Ryan nodded. His ass really was a mess. Whatever lube they had used was running out of his (now far less tight) hole and down his ballsack. “That was fun, slut.” Scotty said. “Welcome to the club.” “The club?” “Yeah. The former virgin club I mean.” Scotty sneered at him. It was a bit scary. But very sexy. “I doubt this will be the last time you get fucked. Will it?” “No. I liked it. I really liked it.” “Fuck yeah you did.” Connor added, pulling his trackies up. “You’ve worn the three of us out.” He opened the door. There were a few men outside listening to the action who looked in the opening door. Their hungry looks made Ryan blush. “Hope to catch you soon for a repeat.” Troy smiled. “We need to make sure that hole is well and truly broken in.” After they left, Ryan pulled the door closed but there was no latch. He should go, he told himself. If he knew Jared, he was still in a bar waiting for him. But he was so drained. He needed to rest for a few minutes first. He flipped the light switch off, laid down on his belly (his butthole was pretty sore now), and closed his eyes. Just for a minute he told himself... right before he fell asleep. He woke with a start as he felt someone move on top of him. “What the fu...” “Shhh, boy.” A stranger’s voice said to him. “I saw you in here with your juicy ass in the air and I could see what you want.” A hard cock pressed against his hole. He was so sore... but it felt so good. He pushed back and let it enter him. The stranger didn’t feel very fit or toned but, in the darkness, Ryan could ignore that. The stranger used him hard. Both of them grunting in exertion, thrusting together. Until the stranger came and pulled out. “Thanks.” Was all the stranger said as he got off Ryan and climbed out of the booth. In the light from the corridor, Ryan had saw him for the first time. The stranger looked to be about 60 with a flabby belly and a saggy ass. That was the moment he realised that had never seen the stranger put on, or take off, a condom. Had the old man just fucked him bare? Ryan was ashamed. He felt... dirty. Truly slutty. And not in a good way. He hurried out of the booth himself. He didn’t even stop to shower on the way to the lockers. Five minutes later he was out the door and back on the street. He didn’t think he could face Jared right now. He headed home telling himself he would talk to his friend tomorrow. He hurried into his apartment and to the toilet. Trying to push out anything inside him. But he didn’t see anything but more lube like Scotty, Connor, and Troy left behind. He breathed a sigh of relief. His phone rang. Jared. Not tonight he decided. He would talk to Jared tomorrow. He turned his phone off and took a shower. —— It was past closing time. Jared shivered in the cold night air outside the bars as he slipped his phone back in his pocket. He never should have let Ryan go into that place. He had been gone for hours and now wasn’t answering his phone. There was only one thing to do. He would have to go in and find his friend and get him out of there. NEXT: Jared and the jock

I am pretty much the same as the original post in this thread by Montyd. As a bottom I don't really care if I cum as I have the internal anal orgasam's usually, granted that all depends on the top and how well they hit all those good spots inside. As a top (when I topped) I never really would cum in a one on one hook up, unless I was in a bookstore or some sort of sleazy place like that. So most guys did not like that aspect so I didn't really top much and probably why I gave it up totally awhile back. At this point though I don't really remember what the internal feels like since it has been a long time.

SO fucking hot! Love to be that omega cunt.

That is such a hot idea. "Seed my babygirl give her your babies" she would be saying. "Then give me babies afterwards".

I have 6 guys, all gay and bi and all family living in my home.... I’ve been fucked multiple times a. Day.. in 160ish days I’ve probably taken 500 or more loads... my oldest son and father. Like to take turns on my ass.

18th birthday, hit up my first arcade. Spent 5 hours there sucking at the glory hole and getting fuck, posted all over that it was my birthday. Ended up with 4 loads down my throat, 4 loads in my ass, and gallons of piss in me. Also had a few loads on my face as I finally left to drive home.

The “Double Fucker 8.0” from Fort Troff. I fucking love it!

I had just gotten home from work on Friday when my phone buzzed with a text. It was from a fellow pig buddy of mine and read “At the bathhouse room XXX. Want to get fucked up with me and see what kind of trouble we can get into?” Well I didn’t need to be asked twice! I jumped into the shower, cleaned up (and out LOL) and headed down. I checked in, got a locker and quickly went back to strip and put my stuff into my locker. With just a towel around my waist, a bottle of poppers and a small bottle of lube tucked into the fold of the towel I headed to my buddy’s room. It took him a few minutes to answer the door and I was beginning to think he must be roaming the halls because the rooms are really just cubicles – 6” X 8” – how long can it take to answer the door? But then I heard fumbling with the door knob and finally the door opened. I could tell right away that he was seriously fucked up. I learned that he had been there since noon and had been smoking and bumping for a good 6 hours already. Well, I wasted no time and got on the bed next to him to start the job of catching up. I saw the loaded pipe siting on the crate next to the bed and fired it up and took a good long hit from it. Oh fuck the feel of that first rush of a lung full of that smoke! We spend the next hour or so trading the pipe back and forth, shot-gunning hits with each other, him telling me of his exploits at the bathhouse up to that point, and all the time I’m getting hornier and hornier. I guess my buddy could see that I was getting all hot and bothered because at one point he said, “Hey, I’ve been here most of the day, but you just got here – you need to go out and get yourself a few loads!” I agreed and got up to make my way out into the club. But before I got to the door, my buddy asked, “want a bump before you go?” “Hell yeah I do!” was my reply. I got back on the bed and threw my legs up and back readying my hole for what was to come. My buddy rummaged around in his back and pulled out an already prepared syringe filled with his expert mixture. He came over and asked, “ready pig?” I eagerly nodded my agreement. In went the syringe, right to the hilt and I could feel the cool liquid flow into my bowels as he pressed the plunger. I stayed in the position I was in for a couple minutes to allow gravity to pull the chem saturated liquid deeper and deeper into me. The mild, almost pleasant burning sensation, followed by a very pleasant tingling sensation told me that my buddy had worked his magic once again. I lowered my legs and stood up, shook my head a couple times to clear the dizziness that came with the rush I was feeling, retrieved my towel, poppers and lube, thanked my buddy and assured him I would check in later and let him know what kind of action I could find. With that I left his room and started walking the hallways to check things out. Inevitably I ended up in the dark room. It was kind of slow and I started to get frustrated as the urgent need for cock was slowly building within me as the numerous hits from the pipe and the booty bump really began to take effect. I sucked a couple guys, but no one seemed interested in much more, and I was really feeling the need for a cock up my ass. Then I felt a rough hand feeling up my chest. When the fingers found my nipple, two of them grasped it hard and began to twist. I leaned back against the chest of the man the hand belonged to and moaned. As I made contact with this other man’s body, I felt the thick hair on what was clearly a broad chest. A bear! Pay dirt! Having always been a thin (down-right scrawny), smooth guy myself, I’ve always been attracted to the opposite physical type – big and hairy! The guy wrapped his other hand around my waist and pulled me closer to him. Through his towel, I could feel his hard cock poking at my ass, and I ground my ass back against it. He leaned his head in toward my neck and I could feel his hot breath there. “Want to go back to my room?” he asked in a low growl and I just whimpered my assent. “Follow me.” As we exited the dark room into the much more well lit hallway, I saw the man who was going to fuck me – 6’2”, probably 200-210 pounds, and hairy all over. The silvering buzzed head and beard suggested a man in his early to mid 50’s, ruggedly handsome, a poster for masculinity. I couldn’t believe my luck. This was the kind of man I fantasized about. His room was just a few doors down from the dark room and he quickly unlocked the door and led me in. As soon as the door was shut behind us, he took of his towel, stripped off my towel and grabbed both my nipples in his hands. Pulling down roughly he said gruffly but simply, “suck me!” I was on my knees in an instant tonguing the head of his cock. He had an average length, maybe 6.5” but fuck was he thick – one of those classic beer-can shaped cocks. I had my work cut out for me, but I was up for the challenge! I worked my tongue deep into his piss slit lapping up the thick drool of precum that was forming and used that as lubricant to allow the head of his cock to stretch my mouth open and slide in. I was a suffering a little from cotton mouth from all the smoking I had done, and was glad that he was a heavy precummer. Slowly but surely, I worked more and more of his cock into my mouth feeling my jaw stretching ever wider and I was rewarded for my work by deep moans of pleasure issuing from above me. I looked up and saw him staring down at me with a real look of lust in his eyes. “Let’s get onto the bed where we will be more comfortable.” He had rented a double for the night so he had a full sized bed in a slightly larger cubicle. He got on the bed with his back propped up against the wall with a couple pillows behind him. He motioned me to get up on the bed between his legs and then told me to continue what I had started. I went right back to work and quickly had his cock buried in my mouth once again. Still, it was stretching my jaw to the limit and when I finally managed to work my mouth down to the point that the head of his cock was pushing against the back of my throat, I could feel my gag reflex beginning to protest the intrusion. I didn’t see how I was going to be able to cram his big mushroom head through the opening of my throat. As I was working on this problem and feeling my jaw get more and more tired from the stretching it was doing, I sensed him rummaging around in a bag he had placed on the bed next to him. After a few minutes I heard him ask “Poppers?” I pulled off his cock, lifted my head up and nodded gratefully. He grinned as he handed me the bottle and said – “Yeah, it’s a jaw breaker – ain’t it? But you are working it over like a trooper boy. You’ve gotta a helluva talented mouth. Most guys give up on sucking me real fast.” I know I blushed at the praise and quickly busied myself opening up the bottle of poppers so he wouldn’t notice. Once the bottle was open, I took several deep hits through each nostril. I wanted to make this man feel good, and I knew the poppers would help me make what he was calling a good blow job even better. As I was capping the bottle I next heard him ask "Party?” Again I nodded again eagerly. He went back to his bag and began pulling supplies out. I felt the poppers kick in hard, and went back to his cock like a starved animal. This time I repositioned myself at his side, his my ass facing him. With the poppers hitting full force, and with the new angle, it seemed like his cock just slid into my mouth. Very quickly the head was once again at the back of my throat. Determined to give this man the full pleasure he deserved, I took a deep breath, slightly adjusted the angle of my head and bore down on his shaft. I could feel the head of his cock stretching my throat more than it had ever been stretched before, and then suddenly a pop as his cock head pushed through into my throat. Immediately my gag reflex tried to kick in and I felt my stomach heave once…twice…but with serious concentration and desire, I relaxed, calmed the reflex, and slid my mouth and throat down until my nose was buried in his pubes. I heard him take in a sharp gasp of air, moan and then rumble out in a deep, low growl, “holy FUCK! That feels awesome boy – massage that thick dick with your throat!” His hands began roaming around my ass, and I felt the fingers of one hand begin to explore the crack searching out my hole. Clearly I had temporarily distracted him from the task of loading his pipe, and I was feeling extremely proud of the fact that the sensations I was giving him were, for at least a moment or two, better than the anticipation of the rush of the pipe! But after a few more minutes of me working his beautiful cock with my mouth and throat, I felt him tugging at my waist. “Come up here boy! If I let you do that much longer, I’ll be cumming down your throat in no time, and I’ve got other plans for my cum than that!” I crawled up the bed and relaxed next to him as he finished the preparations he had started earlier. In just a few minutes the pipe was loaded and he was melting the rocks with a torch. After careful heating wisps of smoke began to appear in the bowl and he handed me the pipe. He continued to work the torch and signaled me at intervals as the pipe filled with smoke for the very best times to huff and inhale the thick vapors. With his coaching I took in one of the biggest most intense hits I have ever had. “Hold it boy,” he said as he took the pipe from my hand, giving it a quick cooling rub on a pad. He set it and the torch down, leaned in close to me and kissed me hard. I knew what to do and began to exhale the smoke into his mouth as he sucked it into his lungs. Though he took most of the smoke, thick clouds still managed to escape from between our lips and our heads were surrounded by a fog. I started to feel an intense buzz and dropped my head against his chest. “Feeling it, huh?” he asked as he began working my sensitive nipples in his expert fingers. I just writhed and moaned against him in response. “Good,” he replied, you’re gonna want to get good and in the zone for what comes next.” I knew what he meant and suddenly that physical connection, his taking ownership of me by shoving his cock deep inside me, breeding me, inseminating me with his seed, this one thing became the single most important thing there could possibly ever be for me. It didn’t matter that his cock was thicker than many of the dildos in my collection that it took me time to work up to, that it was surely going to hurt me, maybe even tear me up. None of that mattered, all that mattered was having him inside me. I looked up at him, and he must have seen the intense need in my eyes. “One more hit boy – and make it a good one – cause there is no turning back now, You and I both know it.” I took his advice and took the pipe and, if it is even possible, I took an even bigger hit from it than the previous one. “On your hands and knees boy,” he said handing me a bottle of poppers. I got into position and started inhaling from the bottle. I felt him maneuvering behind me, his hands spreading my cheeks. And suddenly there was his tongue. In the drug induced haze I was in, five minutes may been an hour, an hour may have been five minutes, but he worked my hole with his tongue willing it to relax. Eventually his tongue was replaced by a finger. At some point it was joined by another and then another. I was flying from the sensations and heard myself muttering and whimpering over and over “fuck me Daddy, oh please fuck me.” Suddenly the fingers were gone and my hole was desperately empty. I groaned from the loss and pushed my ass back in an attempt to find something to fill the vacancy. “Ok boy,” I heard the reassuring voice speak to me, though it seemed to be coming from far away and inside my head at the same time. “I’ve done what I can to get you ready, but I can tell you it wasn’t enough. Your hole is so fucking tight.” I felt him shift and once again his hands were pulling my cheeks apart. I felt what seemed like a baseball being rubbed against my hole, and realized it was the fat mushroom head of his cock, fully engorged with blood – rock hard and ready to push into my hole. My heart started to beat wildly – I wasn’t gonna be able to take this! “Big hit of poppers boy. Go on. Do it now.” And I did. Even as my mind was screaming at me to stop and get myself out of this, something else took over and I found myself taking deep long drags on the poppers – first one nostril and then the other. I capped the bottle and set it down and waited for the rush to hit. The man behind me knew as soon as I felt and, gripping my hips firmly he pulled me back as he pushed forcefully into me. There was a flash of blinding light….

i don’t mind being filmed , like to know first , but some do it on the sly. Once I was at a guys place in his sling getting a good fisting . Little spun and poppered up , had a moment of clarity and heard , ding ding find ..... asked what that was ??????? He said he was live streaming him fisting me 😵.

Just did my first slam since before February. Bout to eat some nasty ass drink some chem and take some AIDs milk!

I don't need to piss when getting fucked but I'm a friggin water hose when I get fisted...at first it bothered me until I noticed the guys 👊 me love to see me piss high and hard!

I have suggested dogging and swingers clubs(when they reopen) this but she doesnt seem to want to do that. we have seen each other a couple of times in the last week because lockdown has been eased a bit. The 1st evening she came round she stayed the night and i put 3 loads in her. She is coming round tonight for a few drinks so a repeat should be on the cards haha

Just half an intro to the next episode today, sorry guys: I felt him swallowing my gift, clearly enjoying the taste, before I rolled off him. That was his cue to rush for the bathroom, in desperate need to empty his overfull bladder while I relaxed, my own piss needs already met. When he came back in the room he looked even more frail than before, the rough play and lack of meds taking their toll. "You're looking good Jake" I told him, "My cum is giving you all the protein you need and I'm thinking that from now on, if you stick to that and my filtered piss instead of that unhealthy shit you normally eat then we can get you fit and strong in no time". He nodded his agreement. "Nice on", I thought to myself, "keep him nice and slim and no need to douche so I can get into his cunt naturally". We both hit the shower where I had him wash down my body with his soft little hands, using his tongue for my ripe pits, arse and, finally, feet as he lay on the shower floor. I chose a cute pair of white briefs, his little butt, the perkiest part of him, filling the rear nicely. For myself, I pulled on another pair of his briefs. He wore a kids large size which meant the waist was pretty tight in me, the leg holes stretched dangerously (stitching popping if I flexed) and my bulge was frankly obscene, my PA particularly obvious. I loved the look.

It didn't take long for me to doze off but I was careful to shift most of my weight from Jake as I did, leaving just my thigh laid across his groin in a clear sign of ownership. He too drifted off and we both slept until morning. As the light woke me, it seemed that some of the intensity from last night seemed to have left but, we were both still naked in Jake's bed and I couldn't help but notice that the skinny little runt was humping my thigh in his half awake state. Cheeky little fuck! I lifted my arm and bent over Jakey, enveloping his face in my hairy pit, letting my scent cover him and fill his lungs. He was soon fully awake and relishing his position so I decided to move things on a little, pushing his head lower, towards my groin. He soon got the message and wasted no time in taking my whole soft cock into his mouth. My hands on the back of his head, I rolled us over, as my cock hardened, unrolling down his previously stretched throat. Slowly at first, a trickle of my rich man piss emerged into his throat, flowing on into his stomach. I piss like a bull in the morning and Jake clocked quickly what was happening despite not really tasting my waste. "You've had my protein, runt, time for a drink". Given our relative sizes it was inevitable that a full bladder would be a challenge for Jake and, indeed, looking behind me, I could see his normally concave tummy swelling up as I piss-impregnated him I kept going until I was done, and then spent a relaxed 30 minutes humping his throat to ease my overnight ball load out, this time dragging my cock head into his mouth to allow him the pleasure of tasting my alpha seed

Yes, I instigated and planned it all, I was in single digits, but I knew alot. My dad would say no, i'd be persistant, he would give in and I would help myself. I grew up on real Dads cum. Nowadays, i took him out of a care home before Covid blew up. I support him with his daily life.

Assuming that this isn’t a fantasy and you’re simply looking for similar titillation (it has been known around here) I’ll take your question at face value. If this is indeed the case, then these are deep waters, and you have been unwise in allowing a Dominant - any Dominant - to advance to this level without prearranged and mutually understood and agreed-upon boundaries and limits. As a submissive, you have a responsibility to yourself to protect yourself from predation by unethical abusers. I fully understand the effect that a Dominant Male can have on a submissive the moment He enters the room - will and determination can melt away like wax in a furnace, and suddenly you’ll do anything for a hint that He’s pleased with you. The reality is that the relationship may be very one-sided. Without further information it’s hard to guess. Does he bring other men to use you and not participate himself? Has he instructed you to go to a given location to service someone? If others are involved it raises the possibility of something transactional taking place at your expense, and you should extricate yourself from the situation at once. More than one person has found him- or herself trapped in a life of sexual servitude this way. If the Dom is getting you to do unpleasant things in spite of your expressing that it’s crossing a hard limit, he clearly does not have your best interest at heart. If he is employing blackmail, even by suggestion, or other forms of coercion, his motives are not benign, and again, you must pull away. It could be as simple as him wanting to see how depraved he can make you before he tires of you, or - one dislikes to consider the possibility - he could be ‘grooming’ you for something. On the other hand, there is the possibility - and you are unclear on this point - that you simply have not clearly expressed to him that you don’t like what you’re doing, and if he knew he might be perfectly willing to stop. You have a role to play, too, in setting your own boundaries, and “But I’m so submissive” isn’t an adequate excuse for not looking after your own interest once you sense that something is wrong. Having armed him with all the pics and video he has, you may have limited yourself to undesirable options for ending your predicament. The only certain way to defeat a blackmailer is to render the evidence he holds irrelevant, and therefore worthless. In the worst scenario, you may have to simply say, “Do your worst, but I’m done with you.” And be ready to mitigate the consequences that, after all, you yourself allowed to come into being. There is also the possibility of counteraction, in which you document the abuse in such a way that he would be compromised by its exposure - but that’s a bolder and more dangerous path. My personal experience has only stood along the edge of this kind of situation, and fortunately there were friendly allies in a position to intervene. Still, the incident taught me caution, and taught me that there are some Dominant Males who genuinely view submissives as toys... or worse. It’s why I’m always asking Tops here whether they really mean what they say about what they think of faggot cumdumps, or they’re just having fun talking. I’m not going to judge them, but as one of those cumdumps, it’s important for me, and submissives like you, to know where we truly stand.

Part 5. It was fairly late by the time I finally pulled out of Runner guy. Three loads of my kids now swimming around the faggy body of this guy that had somehow sired kids of his own in the past. I heard Jake closing his balcony door above as I got ready for bed so I knew he was safe and well without calling on him directly. That night I slept well, wondering whether my latest conquest would be rushing out for PEP or messaging me on BBRTS for more; it goes both ways tbh. The next day was another scorcher, so unusual for this Easter period. I could hear Jake's TV upstairs, more wrestling shows and I called up to him at one point, just to check he was ok. I'd decided to let us both cool down a bit in case I did anything he might regret and spent my morning and afternoon working out, catching up on Netflix and checking Grindr and BBRTS. Not much seemed to be happening on either so by 8pm I decided to take a run as the day had cooled a little. The park was practically deserted with just one or two other runners but there were a few figures lurking in the shadows down by the canal bridge. I pulled up, leaning against the bridge wall to tease out a knot in my hamstring and anything else that might need it. I could sense a bit of movement right under the bridge, an area that roughsleepers sometimes used, so I stepped into the gloom, eased my cock down the leg of my runners and began pissing like a horse just metres from where I could see a ratty looking young guy sat up on his sleeping bag. Instead of looking away or challenging me, he was staring at my cock which was quickly hardening. I took in his slim body, about 5'8'' and 120lbs, I guessed. His hair was still fairly short and he didn't look old at all. A new arrival I guessed, probably kicked out by his parents for something. My piss eased off but I kept my heavy cock hanging there for his pleasure, like a baited fishing line. His last chance to pull his gaze away, which he didn't take. I don't often fuck homeless guys, I'm not afraid of STDs but they are a hassle I can do without as they impact on my fitness, now and then, in a way in which my virus doesn't. This guy looked fresh though and I was even hornier than usual as I walked over to him. He stood up as I got to him and I spun him round so his back was to me, clamping my bicep round his scrawny neck as my other hand yanked down his sweat pants and surprisingly crisp CK boxers. I was already probing his tight hole with my PA as he squirmed in my grip, which I tightened a little. He didn't seem to be expecting this and was getting a little vocal. The chances of anyone hearing or caring were low but it seemed prudent to shut him up so I reached my big palm up to cover his mouth. In doing so, my bicep flexed a little against his neck and I could sense his movements lessening as I compressed his carotid. My cock swelled at the thought of how my muscle was dominating this little fuck and I flexed harder. He managed only a few weak struggles before falling fully limp and I wasted no time in slicing my cock fully into him, ripping him in the process, a feeling I love. I fucked him deadweight in my arms for a few strokes and then lowered him to the ground as he started to come round. I kept my arm in place and pinned him to hard earth slamming my full weight into him with each thrust. I used my bicep to keep him close to the edge of consciousness, which I think he appreciated as it numbed the pain he was clearly sustaining as I lost control. I wanted this fuck to smash this chicken up, not just to implant my death seed in him. His thin neck was like a weak sapling in my grip as I pounded blow after blow into his body, no doubt bruising him badly. maybe cracking something in that exposed rib cage, the thought of which turning me on even more. All too soon, for me, it was time to unload and I fired volley after volley into his broken body, quickly releasing his head and dragging my bloodied cock out of him as I stood up, only pausing to crouch and wipe my cock in his hair before tucking it into the mesh of my running shorts and jogging off home. At home, I showered and felt more relaxed than I had in days. I'd not felt that level of aggression in my fuck before but it had now passed. It seemed like a good time to check in on little Jake. He was still down - isolation, his parents and his meds all playing on his mind but clearly stoked to see me. He looked kind of worse for wear too but I bigged him up and gave him a beer and we talked a little. he really got into the positive mental attitude stuff that I have to deal in as a PT and I explained how meds can be a crutch if you aren't careful. Then we got onto his favourite subject; wrestling. "Do you still wrestle?" "Yeh, sure, now and then. It's not a job or anything" "You have the gear?" "yes" "Singlets or trunks?" "Both" "Can I see?" "Sure. But...it's two way thing" "Two way?" "Yep, you have to wear the gear too" "Me? Erm..." "That's the deal" he nodded meekly and I shuttled off downstairs, my mind racing. What to wear? For me I chose a pair of white trunks, medium, so three sizes too small, and for Jakey, well, for Jake I picked the briefs I'd worn that day with Soccer Boi out of the laundry basket - as yet unwashed. Downstairs again, I changed in his bathroom while he went to his room - accepting my explanation that my other wrestling gear was in my gym locker. The trunks really struggled to hold me in, pushing out my butt cheeks and package. I wasn't hard (amazing self control) but the PA was very clearly outlined against the lycra along with the rest of my bull cock, and an occasional glint from the leg hole could be seen as the trunks struggled to cope until I made a blatant adjustment with my hand. My self control was tested to the extreme as I got my first proper glimpse of his milky white, hair-free chest and pert little nips. A small snail trail, barely visible, tracked the centre of a non-existent tummy in to the loose waste-band of my beloved briefs. Once again, the copious material obscured his package and this time hung off his shapely little butt cheeks (the only thing keeping the briefs up). I licked my lips as he walked right up to me, the top of his head just above my own rock hard nipple. "wanna wrestle?", I asked him

What kind of things are you doing now?

That's what I like in a bottom - a tiny little/soft dick: it means that the bottom is concentrating on my dick and using his hole to do so. I find it a turn on when I reach to feel the bottom's cock as I am balls-deep inside him, and his cock is soft/flaccid 🙂 It is the sign of a total bottom ...

Part 6 "Fuck!" Both of us said it at the same time. Mine was more a scream of pain. He warned me about the burning before he gave me that booty bump but this felt like a pain that started at my hole and then spread everywhere. I could feel my whole body buckle and if he hadn't grabbed my hips at the moment he popped inside me I don't know what would have happened. His "Fuck" sounded more like pleasure. More like "Fuuuuuuck". My eyes were closed tight as I tried to work through the pain. I thought about getting off him and stopping entirely. He read my mind. "You're good son. It's ok. Just hold where you are. I got you. I won't let you take anymore until you say youre ready ok? Open your eyes. Look at me." I was breathing short breaths. The pain was still so sharp. I opened my eyes but I didn't want him to see me cry. He was smiling again. "I know it hurts. We're going to take it slow. Try to take deep breaths and give it a minute." He was being so gentle with me. I know he wanted it to feel good to me but there was no way this thick cock wasn't going to be painful for my virgin hole. I tried to take deep breaths and he could see I was getting calmer. The pain was becoming dull. He took one hand off my hips and reached into his cloth bag. It was small but it seemed to have so much inside it. He pulled out a small bottle. "I want you to try something that will help. They're called poppers. You sniff them. I'll show you." It was a new bottle so he looked at me and asked if he could take both hands off. I was feeling secure with my hands and a lot of my weight resting on his shoulders still hovering over him with just the head of his cock inside me. He broke the seal and unscrewed the cap. The chemical smell hit me immediately. It did not strike me as a pleasant smell. He put the bottle up to his nose and inhaled deeply. He put the cap back and closed his eyes for a second before he exhaled and opened his eyes. "See that? Easy right?" He was going flush. His face turning red quickly. "Dad are you ok? You're getting red. Is that normal?" "Yes son. It means it's working. Ready to try? It will make it easier to take more of me. I took one hit but I want you to take two. I'll put it up to one nostril and then the other and I want you to breathe in as deep as possible. Then after the second nostril I want you to hold your breath as long as you can. Ok?" I nodded but all of the instructions were hard to follow with the drugs already in my system and a thick cock head inside me. He unscrewed the cap again and pressed the bottle against my right nostril and pushed my left nostril closed. "Really deep son." I tried to do what I saw him do but the chemical smell stung hard and I pulled away coughing. It seemed to be a pattern. "Sorry. It stings." Even though I didn't do what he told me to, I felt a rush and warmth that felt...good. "Youre good son. First times are always the hardest. Let's try the other nostril. This time try to hold it ok?" I nodded and he pushed the bottle up to my left nostril and held my right nostril closed. I inhaled deep again knowing to expect the chemical smell this time. I kept inhaling longer then he did for his hit. "Damn son. That swimming gave you great lung capacity. Ok now hold it in as long as you can. Even when you want to let it go, hold it for just a little longer ok?" I nodded. He put the cap back on and set the bottle aside. The warmth I felt with the first hit was much stronger this time and I was being hit by a wave of pleasure. I don't know how long I held my breath but the longer I did the better it felt. "Good boy! It's hitting you isn't it? Hold it just a little longer....a little longer...a little longer...You wanna let it go?" I was feeling like I was gonna burst. I was nodding fast. He quickly placed a hand over my mouth and nose. My eyes shot open in panic. "I got you son. Just a little longer. You got this. You're a swimmer. Show me what you got son." Slowly he pulled his hand away and I exhaled like I had been underwater for an entire 500 race. But the wave of warmth I felt when I was holding my breath turned out to be nothing compared to this. My whole body melted my head fell back and without his hands on my hips I started sinking down on his cock slowly. This time both of us moaned. I could feel him stretching me from the inside. The pain was still dull but it never got worse. There was something else now. It wasn't even pleasure. It was like a realization. Like I didn't know that I had spent my life partly empty until that space was being filled. "Oh my god dad. Your....your....cock is so....thick." He moaned. His eyes were closed and his mouth was open. I stopped myself from sinking further. I wasnt sitting in his lap. I couldnt believe there was more. I needed a break. He opened his eyes. "You're almost there son. You're doing great. How does it feel?" I struggled to find a word. "Good dad." "Just good? Because it feels amazing inside you son. Youre so tight and warm around your dads cock." Hearing that got me so worked up. I dont know how but almost as a reflex to hearing those words I squeezed my hole around his cock. He moaned loud and long and his eyes rolled back. It was so hot to see the pleasure I was giving this man. I wanted to give him as much pleasure as I could. And that was enough to make me decide to just hope that the worst was behind me and I sat all the way down taking the rest of his cock inside me. His moan went from loud to completely silent like he was screaming but nothing was coming out. His eyes opened the way mine did when he forced me to hold my breath and he looked at me in shock. The pain was sharp. I couldn't believe how deep he was inside me. My eyes watered and a couple tears were falling down my cheeks. He brought his hands to my face and wiped the tears with his thumbs. "We're just going to sit here so you can get used to me inside you son. This is what we both needed. Look at me. Your dad's raw cock is inside you son." I moaned and my hole squeezed on his cock again. He pulled me into him and kissed me. We put our arms around each other his grip tight as he moaned into my mouth. We made out for what felt like the longest we had to that point just exploring each others mouths and tongues pushing further into the other. He pulled me away to break the kiss. "You are so beautiful son. Perfectly smooth like a good boy should be and so tight around my fat bare cock. You know I havent cum in a couple weeks. When you told me your birthday I decided I would hold a load so that the first load that shoots into you is so big that you never forget it." Talking about cumming in me brought me a little out of the haze and made me a little nervous again. This wasn't safe. But that's all I wanted from this man. I wanted to feel a man shooting his seed into me deep. Either I show everything on my face or he can read minds. I think he could detect that my mood was beginning to change. He grabbed the pipe and torch. "How about a couple hits?" I nodded. I was nervous but I didn't want to stop what was happening. If the hits could cloud it again then I was going to do them. He gave me three hits before he took one. For good measure he gave me one more after his one. I was flying high again as the clouds hit me hard. "Ok we're going to do something now. We're going to stay in this position. I'm going to teach you a couple things that will make every top fall in love with you." At the moment there was only this man who I wanted to fall in love with me. I would do anything he told me to. "Eventually you'll learn how to bounce up and down on a cock but you just feel so good that I don't want you pulling off me even an inch. You're gonna grind into me and you're gonna find a spot inside you that is gonna make you cum." I looked down at my cock. It was still just semi-hard. There was no way he was gonna make me cum with my cock only half hard. He pushed my chest back so I was leaning back. He kept pushing until I had to use my arms to brace myself behind me. "That's good son. Now just make slow small circular motions with your hips with my entire cock inside you." I began trying to do what he said while being sure not to pull away from the feeling of the hair of his crotch brushing against me. Dad was using his hands to rub my chest my abs my legs and then used one hand to stroke my cock as he rubbed my body. Not even a minute of doing this he said "Let's do another hit of poppers. I think it will help and I also want to see how they mix with the T for you." I pulled myself back upright and in that motion his cock hit something inside me that caused me to shiver and moan. "There you go son. I think we found it. Let's do these hits and get you feeling even better. He gave me two hits letting me take a quick breath after the first but making me hold the second one. Before he took his hits he said "I'm going to take my hit now and I'm going to hold it in too. I don't want you to let go of yours until I let go of mine. Ok son?" I nodded but I was already starting to feel like I was going to need to breathe out soon. The warmth was working its way into me like a wave and I was trying to hold on. Dad took his hit and held it. He closed the bottle and put one hand on the back of my head. He pulled me in so we were forehead to forehead both holding our breaths. Finally he nodded and we both exhaled. What I felt was incredible. It was so much more intense than the first time. He pulled me into a kiss and we were both animals. But he shortened this kiss and pushed my chest back again. He put one hand behind my back to steady me. I knew what he was doing. "We're gonna find that spot again son. I want you to feel even better. Go ahead and try that motion again." I started making circles with my hips again still riding the wave. And then it hit. I actually screeched. Dad held me in that position. He was like a surgeon with incredible precision. One hand on my abs and the other on my back he held me at an angle that was not as far back as before but not upright. We sat still for a moment and he looked deep into me. I could barely focus I was so high. "Are you ready son?" I didn't really know what he was talking about but I nodded anyway. "Clench your hole for me son." He closed his eyes and moaned through his smile as I held his cock tighter inside me. "Try to match my rhythm with that move ok son?" Rhythm? I had no idea what he was talking about. We weren't moving. And then suddenly I felt his body buck slightly and inside me his cock pressed against that spot again making me shiver and sending my head back behind me. Then he did it again. And again. And again. And then over and over until I was screaming out. "Fuck...dad... your... cock....oh...my....god." So this is what it meant to be fucked. This is what it meant when all those guys in the videos who were getting fucked moaned like crazy. I was seeing stars in my drug and poppers fueled high on top of this feeling of his huge thick cock stretching me and introducing me to a pleasure I never wanted to lose. "Don't....stop...dad...please...." He started moaning too as I clenched down on his cock over and over. "Son fuck yes. You love your dads raw cock inside you dont you? This thick cock is going to breed you so deep with a two week load of ropes and ropes of thick dad cum. You want that son? You want your dad's load to breed you son?" I didn't say anything in response. Something was bubbling in me. The tingling that I had been feeling since those first hits were suddenly turning into something else and I was starting to shake uncontrollably moaning and gasping for breath at the same time and even though I hadnt been touching my only half hard cock I could feel this wave of pleasure make its way to my balls and through my cock as I came like never before. Dad pulled me against his chest as I was still shaking and with his mouth at my ear said "I'm cumming son. Oh fuuuu......" I could tell that he was moaning that silent moan again. His body against mine was shaking bucking over and over and after at least 10 spasms he moaned deep and long. The spasms kept coming but there was a longer period between them. He held me tight against him and when he thought they were over he pulled me back and kissed me. He bucked a couple more times and said "Oh fuck I'm still cumming. Oh...m--" I put my tongue in his mouth. If each time he bucked into me was a shot he must have cum almost 20 ropes into me. Our kiss got slowly and more sensual as our breathing steadied. I pulled back this time. I had shot a massive load. There was cum all over our chests. "How are you feeling son?" I didn't know what to say. I felt amazing like everything in my life had changed. I put my head on his shoulder. "Dad. That was incredible." I could hear him chuckle. He was still inside me and I could feel that he was still hard. "That was just the beginning son. I have an idea. How do you feel about calling home and telling your folks youre staying over your friends place tonight?"

I want to cum and cum several times if I can inside. That is the whole reason I'm fucking. I want to get my nut. And I want to nut inside you. I love a sloppy hole so if there is cum inside already then even better. But YES I do want to cum when I have sex. If I don't cum it is like justsexnowatl said. it probably is a bad hook up.

For me being poz came with the love of my life. I will explain! I meet my now husband of almost 12 years when he was still married with his now ex. He invited me to a sex party(safe) that he and his husband where giving did was October 2005. For him it was love at first sight (we discoverd that a few years later when I found old chatlog from MSN messenger). During the night he stayed really close to me almost the entire night. After that night we became friends and later very close friend. Me also with his husband. Before and during that I was haven some not so safe sex adventures that I didn't tell him. Well in February of 2006 that changed when we had our first 1 on 1 sexdate (it was always 3-some's or more and always was hisband present). That I used X for the very first time and we talked a lot and had sex very intimate. After that night we were both a little confused about what we were feeling. We then made the decision to just see were things would take us. So I May of 2006 we (me, husband and his ex) wanted to go to a free clinic to get tested on STD's so that we could stop using condoms. As this was my very time I was getting tested I asked my now husband I he would accompany me for the result (part for it being very nerve recking and a little bit because of what I had done during the last months of 2005) So when we were in the office there were 2 women (doctor and a nurse). When they told me I was HIV positive I felt that my life was over. My husband got of his chair and stood behind me and told me and I quote: "You will never be alone". He was there for me and what makes that extra special on that same day he got the news that he was tested positive for hepatitis B (he was much sicker then I was) So after a struggle with the final decision to leave his husband for me we started our relationship officially the beginning of September 2006. The day we met was 22 October 2005 and we got married exactly 3 years later on 22 October 2008 and this year we will celebrate our 12th anniversary. So I can say that getting the news I was poz brought me the love of my life.

Name: aznbTm Number: (815) 783-5490 Location: Chicago, IL, 60660 Age: 28 Height: 6' Weight: 155 lb Ethnicity: Asian

I worry about this somewhat cause I am somewhat private about sex. But I don't really know what to do about it other than try to pick guys who "wouldn't", which is pretty unrealistic. I'm sure people take such videos for their "own use" but everyone's phones are backing up to the cloud and there are data breaches all the time. So eventually something could get out even though it was unintended. I'm looking forward to the day when deep fakes are good enough that a video can be produced of anyone doing anything. So there will be plausible deniability. But really what am I afraid of anyway? I am not afraid enough of exposure that I could be blackmailed etc. I hope any video ever made with me in it doesn't land in the emailbox of a non-consenting friend or family member who doesn't want to know about my sex life. But if that ever happened I'm sure they would be mostly interested in moving on and forgetting it ever happened.

“What is it, boy?” Even over the cell line his voice is deep, soft. Mesmerizing. “You’re afraid. Admit it.” His voice is soft and urgent. Compelling. “I am.” “What is it you’re afraid of?” My cock throbs with need, urgency. My hand absently caressing the soft hair of my stomach, wandering to my hard, hungry cock. ”Say it, boy. Admit it.” Yes. Now. Say it. ”Of you. Of admitting it to you.” ”Admitting what to me?” ”I’m afraid of what I want.” “Of what you need. This is deeper than want. This is your blood talking. This is who you really are.” “Yes.” Yes. “Of what I need.” So good to admit it. So damn good to say it. “I can give it you. I can take you where you need to be. All you have to do it say it.” Yes. The word is all I can hear, blood rushing in my ears, my hard cock, wet with sticky precum, throbbing. “I need it. Take me, please. Take me.” ”We both need, boy. I can taste your need in your voice. We’ll surrender to it, together. I’m going to take you inside it, going to split you open and we’re going to bathe in it. Do you want that, boy?” “Yesssssss.” The sound slides out of me on its own. Dripping of need. Of hunger beating under my skin. His voice pulling me in, enveloping me, smoke, wrapping around me. Warm. Expansive. My hand slides across my head, across the stubble of my freshly cropped skull. I imagine his rough hands there, guiding me. Caressing me. ”I’ve texted you the address, boy. Come here now. Jeans with no underwear, sandals, a t-shirt. Bring nothing else. Understand? No wallet, no money, no ID. No phone. You’ll pay the cab fare and throw away any cash you have left over.” His voice. So smooth, so knowing. I can feel myself relax into him, into his need. My need. “And boy-don’t shower or clean yourself up in any way. I want you raw. I want to taste your sweat and your fear. I want to taste your hunger for it. For surrender.” My cock twitches with his every word. My blood thrumming under my skin with it, with desire. I can barely breathe. Barely think. God, yes. Jesus, god, yesssssss. you ready for this, boy? Ready to give yourself over to it, to me?” ”Yes.” I hear myself say, my voice a ragged whisper. Urgent, desperate. “Yes, so hungry. Yes. Please.” I say. “I need.”

i think for a lot of guys its coincidental. most total cumdumps don't start out as total cumdumps like me. they just gradually get sluttier then right around the time that they decide to ditch condoms and become total bareback whores they get pozzed up just from taking so much raw cock from so many men. pls when you become known as a slut more and more poz guys fuck you. but even super slutty faggots like me who have been sucking off anyone who asks since gradeschool and taking loads almost as early will eventually learn that we are actually bug chasing whores even if we don't realise it for awhile. I just thought I was a super slutty, cockhungry cumthirsty little cumdump with absolutely no standards. but my boyfriend made me realise that by taking all loads from so many men on such a regular basis that I had to know I was gonna get pozzed up sooner or later. I thought most of the guys fucking me and breeding me in bathhouses, parties, cruising spots, porntheatres and in their apartments were neg or undetectable but he told me I'm such a cumdumpster that most guys willing to fuck me bareback in public after watching other random strangers fuck me are poz.plus he said he knew for sure that lots of guys he watched fuck me were poz and most of the men he whored me out to online were poz.he loved watching me take poz loads and loads from biohazard tattoo guys and several guys who fucked me told him they had super high viral loads. plus I had no idea I was begging guys to poz me whenever they got me to beg them to "breed me" and to "knock me up" so even though I didn't realise it I was a bugchaser.so he got me to start actually begging strangers to "please poz me" and "please give me hiv" I loved it straight away and was soon begging every anonymous man who fucked me to give me hiv.i also started actively hunting online for toxic loads. soon I was doing pozzing parties regularly with the most toxic men that me and my boyfriend and my owner could find and my daddies were posting ads on craigslist asking for guys with high viral loads and unmedicated poz cum to use me

first name: Wes cell: 646.236.0680 (text me a time place and dick pic.) location: Louisville, KY 40202 Times you're generally not available: Typically not available 8-5 M-F but always try to accommodate Age: 36 Height: 5'8" Weight: 145 Ethnicity: white 4 Black breeders only!!

Randy rolled me over where he was on top of me....He looked into my eyes and said Now it's my turn, he made his way down to my cock kissing my chest and stomach...As he was kissing me, I was tingling all over.....He took my cock deep inside his mouth and started to slowly suck and focusing on the head of the cock which got me pre cumming....he grabbed my cock and started working on my balls sucking on them and licking them....it felt incredible. He pushed my legs up and started working on my hole, I started moaning in pleasure and enjoying what he was doing to my hole....As he was licking and loosening it up he started sliding in his finger opening me up even more.....I really wanted him inside of me, I wanted him to fuck me hard...I started screaming out in pleasure begging him to fuck me...He looked up and asked "are you sure" I said YES FUCK ME...That's all he needed as he reached over to the bedside table and opened up a drawer. He pulled out some poppers and lube...He handed me the poppers and said here take a sniff...I took a sniff and I was in total ecstasy wanting him and his seed inside of me...He leaned down and kissed me hard on the lips and asked if I was ready...I looked into his eyes and said YES I am ready....He lubed up his cock and slowly slid it inside my hole, it was bigger than i thought and it's been a long time since I've been fucked....But Randy was patient and took his time until he was fully inside of me...Now that I was used to his cock he started thrusting in and out of my hole....DAMN he knew how to fuck and I love having his cock inside of me....We kept that up for a few minutes until he wanted to switch positions and do me doggy style....Fucking me doggy style, Randy was a mad man he was wildly banging my hole and spanking my ass...I was totally turned on, after a few grunts I felt him thrust into me really hard one last time. I was so overcome I collapsed with him on top of me...He kissed me on the neck and asked how was that..I replied back it was fucking amazing.....I stayed the weekend with him and we continued making love through out the night and into the day....

PART 7 Rom and his friend walked in the room and shut the door. I was laying on my back on the bed with my elbows propping me up. It wasn’t exactly bright lights in the tiny room, but it was light enough. I took the new guy in, really really aware he had already been told there wAs a bottom that took it bareback waiting for him. I didn’t get his age, but he was somewhere around 45, give or take a year or two. He had long legs and I guessed he was maybe 6’ 1”, But he was pretty lean. He had a light patch of greying hair on his chest and his face was clean shaven. His mostly grey hair was cut very short. He wore his towel low on his hips. I thought he was hot as hell. Ron spoke up, “Chris this is my friend Steven. Steven meet my sexy young friend Chris. Chris, is Steven your type?” I nodded vigorously. “Steven, did I deliver on my promise of a beautiful young sexy bottom boy?” “ Hell yes you did,” said Steven, adding to me, “it is so nice to meet you sexy boy. Ron here told me this is your first time here? And your first time barebacking?” I nodded. “Well, I understand. Man sex is hot enough, but in a place like this where everyone is so fucking horny ano practically naked and its just us men, so we can have the freedom to explore. Like you explored tonight. I gotta tell you Chris, seeing you there like that, it makes me really want you. It makes me want to fuck you.” Ron had stepped back, making it obvious he was just there to watch. I didn’t care at that point. “I... I think you are really hot too Steven. Do you like to bareback too?” It was at this point that he finally let his towel drop and I got to see his hardening cock for the first time. My eyes were just glued to it, as he slowly gripped it and began to stroke. He was getting hard really fast. And fuck, he was hung. It was perfect. 8. 5 inches with beautiful cut head that topped a thick shaft that had just the slightest most perfect curve. He had trimmed most of the hair away and his balls were shaved. His balls...big round balls, the kind that probably make a lot of cum. His package was magnificent. “It’s so fucking perfect,” I marveled out loud. “I am so glad you like it so much, baby. I’m gonna give you a chance to touch it, and lick it, and suck it... and then it’s going all the inside you. Every. Single. Bit. Is that ok, baby? Is it ok if I fuck you deep?” I am sure I was nodding when I blurted out “I wanna do that all for you just please fuck me bareback.” He looked down at me smiling. “Of course I am gonna fuck you raw Chris.” And then as he leaned into me and i prepared for a kiss, he added, “and I promise you I am not pulling out til all my cum is in that little hole. Is that ok baby?” Looking in his eyes, I nodded. As he leaned in and kissed me hard, I realized very acutely, I had already agreed to lick and suck this strangers cock before letting him fuck my already beaten up hole bareback until he cums inside of me. And I had no idea if he was hiv positive. And I knew it didn’t matter because I would have let him fuck me no matter if he was positive or not. And that totally scared me and totally turned me on. And I knew when this night was over, I was gonna spend a lot of time thinking why I had all of a sudden started hoping the guys I was with had hiv. But right now as my mouth opened and his tongue invaded, I just melted. My cock was like steel and I just wanted him. And I wanted him to be poz. I had to know. As I broke the kiss, I whispered “Steven it’s ok with me if you are, but I just wanted to know.... are you hiv.” He cut me off before I finished. “Yeah sexy. I’m poz. And I know that’s ok with you. I can tell. It’s so sexy. You’re so sexy, that hungry hole. I can’t wait to be inside you.” And i couldn’t wait either.

PART 4 Since I didn’t even have my towel anymore, we were both now totally naked. I eyed his cock with a hunger that was new to me, it wAs so intense. And really, I think his eyes were the same for me. “Is this really your first time at a bath house, Chris?” he asked me. His eyes roamed my body as I stood in front of him. I had already decided to stick to honesty tonight and told him the truth. “ I only turned 18 recently and, well, it’s kind of a big step. I was really nervous that it would be too much or something bad would happen, but you guys have been so nice. And are like so perfect,” I added a little shyly. “You like older guys?”, he said smiling. “I don’t really like guys my age. Guys your age are so much hotter and experienced and stuff.” His hand wAs now on his cock, gently and slowly stroking. It was hypnotic watching him tug on his hardening cock. I am almost positive I just dropped to my knees without being pulled down. I am absolutely positive my mouth greedily opened and started to worship his cock. I worked my lips around his head and then bobbed down trying to take him into my throat. His thrust helped that happen. I pulled back and worked my tongue up and down the shaft. I kissed and kicked at his balls. “Yeah suck that man cock Chris. That’s why you came here isn’t it? You look so sexy with my hard dick filling your mouth,” he growled, looking down at me, as he continued, “but I know where you really want it.” I paused and looked up at him. “Was thAt really your first time getting fucked bareback?” He asked me. “Yeah, I was afraid to try it but it just happened and it felt so good. I didn’t know it could feel that good. It never did with condoms.” I said nervously. I was afraid he would think I was too inexperienced. “You... are hiv negative aren’t you Chris?” He asked me quietly. “Yeah. Well, I mean I think, well, I don’t know now. He told me. I asked him to cum in me anyways. I couldn’t help myself.” I felt so dumb the moment I said that, but his response surprised me. “Chris, I don’t want to get too deep here but I have learned there are certain gay men that discover that connection that barenacking gives us men. By taking his cock raw and taking his load in you, you guys are connected now forever. He bred you. His semen is soaking into you now. Some gay men, once they discover that connection they just want more and more of it. And for tops, it’s the same. We want to share our seed with our bottoms. I know I really want to have that connection with you, to share my cum with you. To give you part of me that you will always have.” As he finished saying that, his hands were gently pulling me up and helping me onto the bed. “I want to have that connection with you too. This is stupid, but when you said you wanted to take me to your room, I kept hoping you shoot lots of cum. Your balls are so big...,” I stammered. “Chris I am going to make you feel so good. And give you just what you need. And yes, you are going to get a huge load in you when I cum. You want that baby?” Falling back and pulling my legs up, I exposed my hole to him. “What a pretty hole. It’s all shiny with cum too. Cum makes great lube too”, he said, pushing a finger in my hole. I arched my back and gave in to the pleasure of my hole. There was one thing on my mind. I didn’t know if I should ask. Or if I wanted to know. When I thought about what had already happened it was too much to process and I just knew that at the time I hadn’t been able to resist it. If I asked, then i’d be asking for it before he even started. If i waited til after, then i could just say I didn’t know. And he already said he shoots a ton of cum. I had to know. “Ron, are you hiv positive?”