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8. Clouds Roll In The next morning, James was woken by his phone buzzing. It was Tim. "We're starting around 7:00PM. Just bring yourself tonight." He followed up by an address. James roused himself from bed, and went to the gym. He took a quick detour to a nearby drug store to pick up the prescription that Tiago had called in the night before. He took one of the oblong blue pills right before his work out. He wondered if it had any effect on the workout, because it was a really good one. He had never felt quite so strong or invulnerable, and for the entire ninety minutes, he was able to push himself harder than ever before. Afterwards, he took a shower, and went back to his studio. Luckily, the superintendent was no where to be seen. His throat was still a bit sore from what had happened with Josh and Tiago the previous day, and James knew the super would notice how hoarse he was. He spent the afternoon reading, before getting ready for Tim's party. James wondered if he'd be able to play around with Tim afterwards. Or maybe it was one of those parties where they would be naked within minutes of walking in the door. But that was porn, not real life. Nevertheless, he cleaned himself carefully. Tim lived far enough away that James took an Uber there. He was conscious of the expense; next time, he promised himself, he would walk there. Or maybe bike. Even arriving nearly twenty minutes late, he was still the first person to arrive. Tim was wearing a tank-top and a pair of shorts. The two hugged and kissed at the door, before Tim invited him in. James noticed a flash of black and skin as Tim turned, and realized that the man was wearing a jock strap under his shorts. James directed him into the large living room. It flowed smoothly into a dining room, where a sturdy wooden table stood. The kitchen was right behind, a careful study in contrasts between old and new. "Something to drink? Some juice or something?" "Sure," James said. He sat down on the sofa, and noticed a bong on the coffee table. It was a unique style, almost like a piece of laboratory glassware than the colorful ones James had seen the stoners in high school use. "What's this?" "Oh. It's going to be a cloudy party tonight. You ever done tina before?" "No," James said. "Just smoked some weed. It was cool." "You're going to love this," Tim said. He came over with two glasses of orange juice. "I spiked it a bit, about a ml, hope that's cool." "Oh sure," James said. He had been studying the bong carefully; rather than a familiar bowl to pack, it has a glass sphere with a white-clear crystal at the base. He tossed back the orange juice. It had a weird taste, but he thought it was just a weird alcohol. "Here," Tim said. "Let me show you how to do it." He took the bong and a lighter. The lighter had a brilliant blue flame, and the glass sphere quickly filled with a thick white smoke. Tim inhaled deeply, several times. Then he leaned in to Tim, kissed him, and exhaled the thick cloud. "Fuck," he moaned, as the two men made out. "Wow," James said, as he exhaled the cloud. The feeling was a bit more intense than the weed, and it was a really good feeling. Already, he wanted more. "Can I try another hit?" There was a hunger in James's voice. "Sure." Tim said. He had heard that hunger before, in the most chemically dependent addicts. James had no idea, but he was already an addict. It would take a while, months, maybe years, before it became obvious, and still longer before it was a problem. Nevertheless, Tim resolved to do his utmost to enable James's addiction. "Let me show you how," he said. He showed James how to hold the lighter, and what to look for as the bulb filled with the white clouds. The boy inhaled the thick smoke, holding it in his powerful lungs. "Now, give me the blow-back." James exhaled his hit into Tim's mouth. Even by Tim's standards, it was a monster hit. They swapped it back and forth several times, before finally exhaling. "Fuck," James said. "Do another one," Tim offered. As James sucked down the clouds, Tim stretched out, and ran his hand along his groin. His cock was starting to get hard. "It always makes me super horny," he said. James stared at the bulge in Tim's shorts. He nodded in agreement, as he continued to suck on the glass pipe. The two men shared the smoke again as their tongues explored each other's mouth. "Fucking horned up," he said. "My friends won't be here for a bit," Tim said. "Let's go into the bedroom." "Yeah! Can we take the bong?" Only three hits in, and the boy was thinking like a long-time tweaker. "Lose the clothes, take the bong," Tim said. James stripped down quickly, pulling off his t-shirt and shorts, then shedding his underwear. Like Tim, his cock was already semi-hard. "That way," Tim said, pointing to the bedroom. The bedroom had soft lights, and Tim had already set out some poppers and lube. "Do another one," Tim said. "My turn to get naked." He pulled off his tank-top and shorts, then pushed his jockstrap down. "Hold it," he said, as James tried to shotgun the hit. He took the bong and did two more large hits. "Fuck, that feels good," Tim said, exhaling his third consecutive hit. He put the bong down, and pushed James onto the bed. The young man landed on his back, his legs spreading instinctively. Tim crawled between James's legs, his cock instinctively seeking out the young man's inexperienced hole. "I want to be inside you." "Fuck me," James moaned. He reached down and grabbed his cock. It had been hard just seconds ago, but now it was soft. Nevertheless, he jerked on it. "Just fuck me hard." "You ready?" James's head nodded vigorously. "Want it raw?" "Stop teasing me. Fuck me," James begged. Tim rubbed some lube on James's hole, then held a bottle of poppers under the young man's nose. "Give it to me." Tim pushed his raw dick into James's hole. The young man grunted, but made no effort to push him off. "Please," James moaned, "all the way inside me." Tim slid in, and James's hungry hole took all nine inches of Tim's shaft. "You're so fucking big," James moaned. He also wrapped his legs around Tim, making sure the well-hung man couldn't pull his cock back out. "So hot. So fucking deep." "Make me your boy," James moaned. "Mark me." James had seen movies with older Daddies and younger boys. They suddenly seemed incredibly hot, when the thought about Tim as his Daddy. "Fuck yeah boy. You want to be daddy's little fuck hole?" The tina was hitting both of them, releasing long-held inhibitions. James grabbed Tim harder, loving how the bearded top was fucking his hole. "Fuck me Daddy. Cum in me Daddy. Make me your boy." He kept on repeating it nonsensically, until he suddenly realized it was no longer just him and Tim. Standing in the door, stroking his hard, uncut cock, was Tiago. "I see you boys wasted no time getting started," he said.

I'm an out, gay, top - it seems like "straight" married men love to be fucked, I knew a psyche major student a while back (gay man) who said he was just reading that all men have a need to be penetrated, they have a natural curiosity to experience what they do with others. I'm now at a point where I just tell men if we fuck, my cum will be inside them. We still fuck. This is my first post (I think), I'll try to load a nice pic of me about to breed a bud (just some visual entertainment)

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...

It would be nice to start all of this to say I had no idea when I entered the Bathhouse what Bug chasing and Neg/Poz sex was about. That would make all of this look innocent.That I had no idea what might happen and that I was forced into this against my will, almost. That would be a total lie though. Do you notice how many stories and porn stories with pozzing as it’s main subject , always have a guy slightly unwilling, naive or duped into becoming a poz slut? That was not me . I was no victim. I wanted that poz cum in me when I went into the bathhouse. I selected that bathhouse because the reviews had mentioned lots of shady men and bareback sex. More than one review mentioned guys with veins popping out and breeding going on. It was a magnet to me. The moment I saw a comment, that some guy had got pozzed there, I knew I had to go. Like a moth to the fucking flame, I was at the door of the bathhouse to get fucked poz This night I walked into the small bathhouse with purpose. I had seen an ad , an ad for a guy to be pozzed and like the voyeur and slut I was, I had to see, I had to go .I barely noticed the guy who smiled as I gave him my money , when I walked in. I asked where the Steamroom was , he replied . I walked to the lockers and I quickly undressed and wrapped a towel around me. The Steamroom was downstairs. I ignored everything else and tried to find it That is where the young guy in the Bareback Ad online had said he would be. He wanted to be Poz. The ad had 14 replies. At least 5 fully poz guys with no medication answered. The bottom was 19 and you could tell many guys would go just because he was young. I went because I knew one of the guys going. He wasn’t poz and he had fucked me before, but he was hot and so the young guy had readily accepted the request and told him when and where it was happening . The same bathhouse , with the same reputation and here I was outside the Steamroom. I put my towel on the hook outside the room. There were only about 4 other towels on hooks. I walked in. The first thing I noticed was not being able to see .It took a moment for my eyes to adjust and even then all I could see was shadows . What was surprising or really not ,was how few shadows there were and how none of the shadows seemed to be engaged in anything resembling sex. Before I could sit down on a bench, I saw a shadow lurch towards me. It was my fuckbud . In an angry whisper he said to me “ I knew it was you. That fucking stuck up slut never came. He bailed. They nearly always do. “ with that he walked out. Silence, darkness and heat and what was I clutching, oh yeah the poppers. I sat down. Part of me knew he wouldn’t turn up. It was all too much of a fantasy and what was I hoping anyway? To watch him be pozzed . Why never me ? I was thinking of all of this when I noticed a sudden movement near me. One of the shadows started moving towards another shadow and started speaking. “Well fuck it , if I am not going to gift someone I am going to the pub.” The guy he was talking to laughed. “ These fucking flakes, you know it is all just bullshit” then it happened. I don’t know if it was poppers or fear or darkness or that I was desperate ,but I heard myself speak. It was so lacking in confidence , but it was me, there was no doubt. “I am Neg. I would love to be charged Poz.” There was silence. I had no idea how many people were in the Steamroom. Including me , maybe 5? Silence . Nothing. Then one of the voices spoke. “You want my Poz seed?” “Fuck yeah “ I replied. Out of darkness I felt a hand. It lightly brushed my cock, then I felt myself being lifted up as the hand went under my balls and started to search my ass. “Fuck yeah ,Poz him “ someone said out of the darkness. I was both terrified and exhilarated. Out of the steam the shape of a fat cock came into view and my mouth opened as the hand beneath my balls started to lift me up, still searching my ass. I knew i was about to be lost . I grabbed the poppers and held it against my nose and sniffed hard. At that moment someone grabbed me and took the poppers out of my hand and while I tried to get them back started to turn me around towards the wall. I could hear myself breathing , talking to myself “ Fuck what are you doing ? “ I said to myself . “Don’t stop relax you want this ,”the other part of me said. Then my voice came out again “Poz my Neg ass” There were groans . I could hear people jerking off and then suddenly I saw a small man with a crix belly . He had a big fat cock. He had veins out everywhere that I could see. He had the “look”. Now it was my turn to groan. He came close to my ear and loudly whispered “ I was going to ask if you were sure” He said , “ but we both know you are.. slut “ He disappeared behind . I felt someone spread my legs . I couldn’t tell who. Suddenly as out of nowhere I felt my bottle of poppers against my nose. I sniffed it in hard, as it was taken away again .I relaxed and lent back, but started to feel a dick start to probe my ass. I panicked. Had I even lube up there?. But then I could feel the cold distinct feeling of lube being rubbed in my ass. Just as I felt this I felt a guy’s cock behind push into me hard. I groaned hard. I almost panted. I could hear groans around the room and the loud sounds of wanking. I was terrified and in heat. I hoped and feared it was the crix guy behind me,but both of us were panting and the pain and the pleasure kept up . My moaning was becoming loud, like some bitch in heat I was. Someone opened the Steamroom door and closed it. The heat started become hard to bear. Still I was bent towards the wall. The shadows seemed closer, the groans and the jerking. Someone groaned loudly and came on the floor. This made everyone louder. I was lost. “Make me pregnant” I yelled. “Charge me “ The door kept opening and closing . There was a loud groan and suddenly stillness behind me. “ You got my babies mate” and he laughed. At that there was a loud groan of “Fuck yeah” . I thought it was from some other guy, but it was me. A dick left, another one replaced it . I was being converted.i loved it The guy with Crix came up beside me again. “Tonight your going to be fucked up. “Please fuck me “i yelled . “ I already made you pregnant mate. The guy fucking you now is the guy who let you in and he has never taken meds. You will be truly fucked up by the end of this.” I don’t know how long I was there. I don’t know how many loads I had. Eventually I ended up at the showers. Everyone I passed smiled. Others would smile and pat me on the butt. I was humiliated. I was in heat . I could still feel cum inside me. It was still going down my leg .I went upstairs and dressed. As I went to the front door dressed ,the guy who let me in smiled. “Do you need a water. You must be dehydrated .”He handed me a bottle. I offered to pay . “ Are you kidding , after the floor show you put on tonight. Everyone should be buying you drinks” . I looked him over. He didn’t have the look . He smiled and almost blushed. “ Hey bud don’t worry I have it and you have well and truly been infected” . It was my turn to blush. “ I um.. “ I managed to stammer. The guy had a broad smile on him. “ I may not be obvious, but you are. As soon as you walked in I thought yep he wants the bug. When your friend left he was pissed because the 19 year old wasn’t there. He told me that at least you would be pozzed tonight. I mean that is how it always happens”. I was abit confused. He looked me in the eye and said “ There is no 19 year old begging to be pozzed that has an ad out to meet at this place. I place it, every couple of weeks , a different one. Sometimes they are 25, sometimes 30. Always hot. Always desperate to be pozzed.” “But why ?“ I stammered out “ Because it drums up business. People always come. The Tuesday night used to be dead. Now we have people crawling all over the place. The 19 year old may not be here, but someone always leaves converted. Someone always leaves with the Gift. Tonight that guy is you.” My legs felt weak, but I could feel my dick get stiff. “ In a couple of weeks hopefully you will take “ he said. “ The next time I put out an ad for a hot 27 year old you can be there and help convert a newbie . Someone like you . But if you don’t convert you can be that newbie. Can I sign you up for a membership for this bathhouse?” “Sold” I yelled too quickly. “ I want to be a member “. He smiled “ This week you are the newest member”

I am always happy to receive cut or uncut in my wet mouth and tight hole... and I always love feeling hot cum seeping from the head into my second ring. Having said that - I am uncut and I love playing with another uncut guy... tongue and lick and nibble his foreskin, stretch it with my lips and gently with my teeth (there is a fine line between making him gasp in pain vs. pleasure with the stretching). I love swirling my tongue around the sensitive head and sucking JUST the tip of an uncut cock. I have found uncut cocks to have more sensitive heads and really enjoy the attention to their skin. And of course, the right amount of foreskin 'bunches' up around the edge of my hole as he slides into me... a little extra thrill. But being a cum junkie, I really enjoy it when my uncut top pulls out and slowly feeds me his very cummy cock straight from my ass. The foreskin usually has a little extra juice and cum and I find it always tastes amazing. I travel a lot. I find lots of uncut sexy men in Europe. I love that. And mostly cut guys in "Americas", with an increase in uncut for the French studs from Quebec. (my unscientific poll) LOL I echo the comments of others. I love both... but would likely DIVE onto an uncut cock if I could only pick one. Cheers men!

I had been playing around with men ever since I was stationed on the USS Enterprise in Alameda, California – right across the bay from San Francisco – leave it to the Marines to send a curious kid into the heartland of hot, easy man sex. I played around some while I was there but wasn’t a huge whore – I was always paranoid about being caught and kicked out of the military …. And I was always a condom-freak in those days. I continued to date women while playing with guys on the side – to say I was working things out and coming to grips with who I was would be an understatement. As I struggled with coming out and living as a gay man, I ended up married to a nice woman with huge tits …. The sex was OK – but it wasn’t what I was craving, and eventually I was playing with men again and getting fucked and sucking cocks, and learning I wasn’t alone out there as the internet started to explode. She worked for a hotel in Crystal City, Virginia … and of course worked with her share of gay men – one who was a real man-whore named Tom, and a good-looking guy as well, so obviously I had scoped him out a time or two when I was at the hotel. One day while I was off and she was at work, I was in the chatrooms and started chatting with Tom, unbeknownst to me. After trading dick and ass pics, we sent face pics to each other, and I knew immediately who he was, and he recognized me as well. I was in shock, and envisioned him ratting me out - he must have sensed I was spooked, because he became very reassuring and said he would never "out" me, and asked if I wanted to come over and talk about the ins and outs of being gay – and of course I agreed. I showed up at his place, nervous as hell, rang the bell, and there he was – wearing only shorts, with a huge bulge in them, and a smile. I held my hand out to shake and he took my hand and pulled me in and kissed me – right there in the open door for the world to see … to say I was a little freaked out would have been an understatement. He laughed and said not to worry – that his neighbors knew he was gay and that he wasn’t the only one there who was – that it was OK. He stepped aside a little and our bodies brushed each other as I walked in the door, and he patted my ass as I passed him … things I was not really used to. He asked me if I wanted a drink, and of course I did – I was nervous as shit, which he sensed. He stopped at the kitchen and mixed two Bourbon and Cokes and handed one to me while getting very close and kissed me again. I leaned into the kiss and opened my mouth and kissed him back. We didn’t kiss very long, he broke it off, and I was hard as a rock – and so was he, with a huge wet spot on his shorts. He motioned to the living room and we set down on the couch – not right on top of each other but positioned so we were looking at each other. “Soooooo ….” he said, “I’m guessing Becky has no idea you are here, huh?”, and he chuckled. “Obviously not”, I replied, “and hopefully she doesn’t find out … this is a bit awkward for me you know …” Tom chucked again, took a sip of his drink, and said “Don’t worry … I said we would talk, and see what happens, and whatever happens, stays here – OK?” I nodded and took another nervous swig from my glass. We continued with small talk for a bit, and he could see I was still nervous, and he asked me if I wanted to go – and I told him I wasn’t sure. He nodded, took my glass, and said he would make another round. I sat there watching the music videos on the TV and he came back with the drink and a half of a blue pill and handed it to me. I looked at the pill and told him I don’t do drugs, and he laughed and said it would just help me relax, that a half of an ecstasy tablet wouldn’t do anything to me, and that he had taken the other half in the kitchen. He held it out closer to me, and I went to take it – he smiled and shook his head and said “Nope – open up and let me give it to you.” so, I opened my mouth and he slowly set it on my tongue and told me to swallow it – and I did. Right after I swallowed it a warm wave washed over me, my ears began to ring a little, and I just collapsed into the couch, closing my eyes for a minute. When I opened my eyes, Tom was standing right in front of me without his shorts and a huge hardon pointing straight at my face. Without thinking I leaned forward and began sucking his thick cock. He was almost 8 inches, very thick, and with a nice mushroom head – like a fireman’s helmet with a very defined ridge. I just kept sucking while he sipped his drink and looked down at me, and without warning, he came in my mouth. It was all I could do not to spill his load, taking 3 gulps to get it all down – and damn it was really thick and tasted good. He got up, walked over to the light switch on the wall, dimmed the light some and turned on the ceiling fan – then he turned around with his hard, thick, cock starting to grow again and told me to strip, and said, “I bet Becky doesn’t know how good a cock sucker you are … or that you swallow ….”. I didn’t say anything back to him, but didn't need any encouragement to strip, although a little off balance as I tried to undress. My dick was hard as a rock and he walked over to me, so close that our cocks were touching, he kissed me, and then pushed me back on the couch, dropped to his knees and started to slowly suck my cock. It didn’t take long until I shot my load, he never stopped and swallowed all of it – something Becky would never do. Before I could react, he rose up from his knees, leaned on top of me, and began to kiss me – passionately and deeply – and I was kissing him back. This was all new – usually when I shot my load I was heading for the door, filled with guilt about what I had done. But not now, I was kissing him, grabbing his ass, and wanting more. I’m not sure if it is was Tom, me, or both of us together – but there was a low moan, and we both came up for air. Tom grinned at me and said, “Did Becky and her big tits teach you this, or have you been sucking other men along the way, getting better and better? You like being a cock sucker, and getting yours sucked as well, don’t you bitch?”, he was having a lot of fun with this. Before I could say anything, he grabbed my hand and pulled me up from the couch, kissed me again while grazing my cock with his hand, then without warning, grabbed my dick and began to pull me by it toward the back of the apartment to where I guessed the bedroom was. I asked if he had any water – I was feeling very thirsty and my head was starting to throb a little. He looked over his shoulder at me and smiled, telling me not to worry, as he continued down the hall. It was surreal … I was naked with another man, being led down his hallway to his bedroom by my dick and I was loving it … and I couldn’t help but think how hot his ass was as he walked in front of me. Once in the bedroom I saw that there were a few bottles of water on the nightstand, and two glasses of what looked like Gatorade. Tom walked over and grabbed a bottle of water and tossed it to me, and it was all I could do not to gulp it all down at once. I noticed he had also grabbed a bottle and had gulped a lot of it down. Then he handed me one of the glasses and told me to take a few sips, and when I started to get ready to take a huge gulp, he stopped me and told me to go easy with that stuff …. I had no idea what he was talking about. I got a little dizzy and Tom told me to get on the bed, which I practically fell into, and told me to relax, breathe deep, and to roll over on to my stomach and put my ass in the air. I did all of that, and knew he was going to fuck me – I wasn’t very experienced, but also wasn’t a virgin. He spread my ass cheeks, and then I felt the most amazing thing – he was licking my ass – something no one had ever done to me before. I let out a low moan and groaned “Ohhhh my God ….” Tom kept eating my hole, tongue going deeper, and moving in circles. I was in fucking heaven. He stopped rimming me, and got up on the bed behind me, telling me to move forward to give him some room and gave me a pillow to rest my chest on, putting my ass higher in the air. He grabbed a big bottle of Astroglide off the nightstand and began to rub it onto and into my hole, slowly pushing a lubed finger into me. The lube felt cool on my ass, but also burned, something I had never felt with lube before, but in no time my tight hole was open, and he had two fingers inside me rubbing my prostate with me pushing back onto him. All of a sudden, he pulled his fingers out of my hole and I told him – begged him – not to stop. He chuckled and told me not to worry, that we were just getting started, and then I felt his big mushroom head pressed against my hole. My ass was so hungry for his cock – I had never been this horny or wanted to be fucked so badly before in my life – and it never even dawned on me to ask about a condom or reach back to feel if he had one on. Another squirt of lube in my crack and on the head of his cock, more of the burning sensation, and he began to push into me. I was grabbing the pillow, which was under my chest, and had my head turned to the left looking at the nightstand with the water and things on it. I turned my head to the right as Tom was slowly pushing into my tight, hungry hole and saw a bottle of poppers. I grabbed them – Amsterdam I think they were, and took a really long hit off the bottle and held it in. I let the poppers out in a long exhale, and it was like a wave of warmth and complete relaxation flooded my entire body. It felt amazing – everything felt so right – and it caught Tom by surprise because my hole opened fully and his thick cock slid all the way inside of me, the huge head – that perfect fireman’s helmet – sliding right over my prostate, and he was balls deep. I let out a long low moan as Tom let out a louder “FUUUUCCCCKKKKKKK ….” And just held his cock still for about a minute. His hands were rubbing my ass and caressing my back, and he said, “Shit Don, you feel amazing – so fucking tight and warm ….” I took another hit of poppers and began to work my ass and hips back against him slowly – getting to know his cock and how he fit inside me. Tom told me to take my time, to relax, and I told him that I could swear his cock was the biggest and thickest I had ever had inside of me before. After a couple of minutes, he started to slowly fuck me, sliding out a little at a time and going back in, and out – and I wasn’t being passive … I was moving with him …. I was in heaven – it felt so amazing, we stopped talking and it became moans and grunts … he wasn’t pounding me, but was going full stroke, almost pulling all the way out before driving back into me. I don’t know how long we were fucking … but I swear it was less than 15 minutes before he pushed all the way inside of me and let out a long groan – his cock was all the way inside me and it felt like he was trying to push himself through my skull. I didn’t feel his cum …. Just the pulsing of the thick head of his cock but knew what was happening …. And it was amazing. Then I felt very wet and slick, and his cock was still hard, him pushing as deep as he could into me, and me pushing as hard back against him. Tom collapsed on top of me, my cock hard and throbbing still, and him still hard … and he kissed my neck and nibbled my ear. Before he could say anything, I said “DAMN …. That was fucking amazing!” Tom chuckled and said yes it was …. And then got serious and asked if he had hurt me. I told him I felt amazing – a little tender but felt great. But then I called him out …. I said, “You didn’t use a condom, did you?” Nothing for about a minute, his hard cock still inside me …. he nibbled my ear and growled “No … I didn’t … and you didn’t ask me to …. Can’t put the toothpaste back in the tube …. but you know you wanted it …. didn’t you – BITCH?” I got quiet … almost bolted …. And he pulled me up, so I was almost riding his cock from behind …. and he kissed me and asked me to tell me how I felt … right then … with his cock still hard inside of me. I stammered and said “I’m not sure … you came inside of me …. And I have a WIFE …. How do you expect me to feel?” He actually laughed and shoved his cock in more, which made me yelp … He reached around and tweaked my nipples hard …. Harder than anyone had ever done …. and growled in my ear again “We're not talking about feelings - we are fucking and I want you to tell me how your body is feeling …. how our bodies feel and what we need and crave …. Got it BITCH?” Before I could answer he nibbled my ear and licked my neck, which made me gasp and moan at the same time …. Before I could answer, he said “I’ll ask the questions … and be honest with your answers ….” “Are you hurt, or did I hurt you …” I replied “No” He then told me every answer I gave needed to be finished with “Daddy” …. And asked again … “Are you hurt or did I hurt you ….” “No …. Daddy ….” Tom nibbled my ear again, and whispered “Did you like it?” “Yes Daddy …. But ….” And he gently smacked my ass and said he was the only one asking the questions …. And did I understand?” “Yes …. Daddy” The Daddy thing had me so fucked up …. I didn’t want my father fucking me …. The next whisper in my ear “Are you jealous Becky gets to have cum inside of her and you don’t ….” “Fuck …. So jealous of that ……. Daddy” “DO YOU WANT ME TO STOP!?!” “No ……. Daddy ….” Next whisper …. “Tell me how YOU feel Boy ….” “Very satisfied …. Horny …. dirty …. Daddy” All this time he was caressing my body, kissing my neck … playing with my nipples …” All I could do was moan … I tried to jerk myself off and Tom grabbed my hand and said “Not yet …” Then he told me to slowly ride his cock … as much as I could handle …. All while his hands were all over me …. And I began to move up and down on his cock …. And it was amazing …. I was so open and so slick inside …. No lube had ever made it feel like that … no rough spots …. Nothing but silky … so smooth. He nibbled my ear and told me to describe how it felt … and I did …. And he kissed my neck and let me keep going – my strokes on his cock getting longer, faster, and harder …. Tom told me he was sorry for cumming so fast the first time – but I felt so good and tight he couldn’t help it … but that I was riding him now and I was in charge …. So, he told me anyway …. I moaned and said,“I feel so slick and …… and … slimy …. But … it’s so goooood” Tom started to meet my downward thrust, pushing into me, making me yelp again … and told me “It feels that way because your ass … your hole … is now a pussy …. And you are going to take more cum and cock than Becky would ever think of …. So ride my cock Bitch!” And I did … no track of time … I just kept riding him and loved it all … and just when I thought it would last forever, he grabbed my hips and pulled me down on to his cock HARD …. And he filled me with his second load. The second time didn’t feel it like the first time …. Other than the cum leaking out of my hole …. Now his pussy …. but it was still an amazing feeling, knowing he was filling me with his cum. Tom fell forward on top of me with a groan, and I collapsed under him … him on top of me … just both of us gasping. I felt him go soft and heard the “PLOP” as soon as he fell out of me …. And he actually apologized … said he was sorry, but that he needed a break. He rolled off me, and for the first time in my life I settled into the crook of a man’s arm and caressed his chest …. No talking …. just catching our breath. I looked down at his cock, and he was semi hard … semi flaccid … but his cock was glistening with cum and ass juice … I couldn’t take my eyes off of his cock. I started to move to go down his torso to his cock … and he grabbed me … and said “We both need water …. Grab a bottle …. For each of us ….” And I did … I handed him a full bottle … it had gone warm, and I looked over at the alarm clock and realized almost 3 hours had gone by … and it only seemed like minutes … WHAT THE FUCK??? He propped himself up and gulped down half a bottle …. And pointed at me and gasped … “You ... drink …. NOW!” And I grabbed a bottle, and almost emptied it … I was shocked at how thirsty I was …. I finished the bottle and grabbed another and downed half of it, and seeing Tom had finished his, handed him the rest of mine, which he sipped on. There he was on his back, propped up, and I was kneeling offset to him to the left – so I could get the water …. I thought I did something wrong …. And as he sipped and caught his breath, I glanced at his slick cock again. Tom never asked me, told me, or anything …. I just went between his legs and SLOWLY licked him clean …. Tasting my ass and his cum … and the lube …. But I was drawn to do that … something I had never done … a day of firsts …. Tom’s face lit up with a huge grin as he moaned “FUCK …. You do have some things to learn …. But damn if you aren’t a natural ….” I was enjoying myself … teasing him … nipping at his cock a little … and he started to get hard again …. I looked up at him, and he asked me “Think you can go another round?” I smiled as I licked the head of his cock and said “Yes Daddy” …. And he laughed and said, “The hesitation between answers and Daddy is getting shorter …. Very nice …” He told me I had worn him out, but to ride him reverse Cowgirl style …. Which confused the shit out of me. He saw my confusion and said, “I guess Becky never did that, huh?” I looked up at him and said, “There is a lot of shit she never did ….” No “Daddy” in the answer … and he didn’t mind or correct me …. Just told me to turn myself away from him, so my ass was right over his cock, and to lube my hole and his cock, and just slowly slide up and down until he was hard again and could get back inside of me … and then to just ride his cock until he could cum again … or we both called it quits …. Which he said could be a possibility …. I grabbed the lube and squirt some down my crack, and into my hand so I could massage his balls and cock, and I felt him getting harder … but not like before …. I had the head of his cock against my hole and I was HUNGRY for him again …. Tom told me to slowly push his cum out of my pussy … yes, he called it a pussy …. And told me it would probably feel weird to me …. So, I started to push out, like taking a dump, and felt a warm glob start leaking out of me. I was mortified … I thought I was shitting on him and told him that …. And he rubbed my ass and said no … it was his cum I was pushing out, and that was making him hard, seeing that …. I pushed back and the head of his cock worked its way in … a little soft and squishy … but as he slid inside of me, he grew hard again. I didn’t need to be told what to do … I pushed back and felt his reaction … his growing hard, and where he was still soft … and took it slow … working my hips and ass muscles more than anything … while staring at his feet of all things …. Tom finally got to full mast, but he was very controlling in how I rode him … it was slow, but deliberate for close to another half hour, then he grabbed my hips and started to fuck me hard again, groaning as he filled me with a third load. Afterwards, he tapped out and said he couldn’t go any more …. That I had worn him out, Which I was OK with at that point. He got out of the bed and stretched … and I just took his body in …. And loved it …. He looked over his shoulder and laughed …. And then told me I really did wear him out … and that I needed to stretch out as well … and while I was at it, to go grab the full bottle of Gatorade out of the fridge and a few more bottles of water. I rolled out of bed, and it hit me … fuck … I felt like I had been beaten by a crowd …. And I slowly stretched and worked my back and shoulders …. And my legs … holy shit …. Like wooden pegs …. So, I did stretch, and went to the kitchen to get the Gatorade and water …. All unopened bottles …. Which I didn’t catch either …. I made my way down the hall to the bedroom … I didn’t hurt, which surprised me, and I could feel Tom leaking out of me …. And I swear I was walking like I needed to be put in heels and put on a corner - I had never felt so opened before. When I got back in the room Tom was on his computer at the small desk …. I was confused and asked if all was OK. Tom assured me it was, but that he was expecting an e-mail, and that sitting in the chair at the desk felt good … and then asked for the Gatorade. He grabbed it and downed about half the bottle … than handed it to me and told me to finish it and asked for a bottle of water … which I gave him …. I sat on the bed for a few minutes, catching my breath and drinking the Gatorade, and Tom looked over and said, “You could get under the desk and lick me clean again while I wrap this up. Needless to say, I did … and while licking him clean and tasting him was great, he wasn’t getting hard, but I didn’t let that stop me from jerking off. He laughed and told me to do my thing, and that the soft licks, kissing, and sucking were perfect …. I shot my load into my hand … what I could catch anyway and got out from under the desk and ate my own load with Tom watching …. He smiled, I leaned over, and we kissed. It was then I noticed an AOL IM window open to “SnowWhite001” …. The ex of a guy I had worked with …. And Tom and Becky’s coworker at the hotel …. my jaw dropped …. And I collapsed on the bed … looking right at Tom … I said, “Nancy knows???” He smiled and said yes … and that he was chatting with her as I licked his cock clean …. BUT … not to worry … that she wasn’t saying anything …. “YET” …. I must have had a beaten dog face on when I said, “Shit … I am totally fucked …” He smiled and said I wasn’t, but that I needed to come out of the closet, and soon. He went on to say that he pegged me for gay right off the bat when we first met, and Nancy, who was a fag-hag, didn’t believe him when he said he was going to fuck me, and they bet $100 on it, and that he had told her she had lost … and she didn’t believe him – Tom had a reputation of being a man whore, and the women loved the stories of his exploits … turns out even Becky did …. But guessed she wasn’t going to like this story when it came out …. Fuck it, I thought. My ass was tender and full of cum, and my mind was spinning …. I looked at him and said, “ALL THIS WAS A FUCKING BET???” Tom saw I was getting spun up quick, and he said, “Yes … no … yes …. But …. FUCK …. It started out as a bet … FUCK … I will give you the money … or fucking burn it …. but …. This … what we did today … THIS … was fucking real …. To me anyway …. And yes … Nancy knows you are gay …. Big fucking deal …. she knows I am gay, and we have 2 crossdressers who work the front desk as well …. She doesn’t give a shit. Actually … she gets pissed at Becky because she acts like the queen of the roost …. And this knocks Becky down a couple of notches …. if she finds out …. So yeah …. This isn’t just about you … or me … or her … or Becky …. Or a hundred bucks. We connected today …. And you know it …. So, go home and think about it … and decide who you are and what you want …. Because, to be honest …. Your pussy fit my cock perfectly and you loved it …. So, don’t try to pretend otherwise or that it didn’t happen …. “ I finished my water and went into the living room to get my clothes and get dressed. As I was about to walk out the door, Tom was there … still nude …. And he kissed me … deep … looked at me, and said, “I want more of you … I’m all in if you are …. BUT … you have baggage you have to stow … so think on that.” I got home fine … Becky was working the evening shift and wouldn’t be home for at least an hour or so. I drank a glass of water, still amazed I couldn’t – or didn’t need to piss – and went to bed. I had popped a Valium, and I was out … didn’t hear her come home, or her attempt to wake me up with a hand job … I was out …. The Next day Becky needed to be in by 10AM …. Typical hotel staff rotation BS …. Meaning she would be home around 6 that evening … and I was off. I didn’t hear her leave in the morning and woke up just after 10, and my bowls were screaming …. I hit the bathroom, and all the damn air farts and cum that came out of my ass amazed me …. as well as finally being able to piss. Once that was cleared up, I showered and all that … and went upstairs and got on the computer – checked e-mail, deleted spam, and started to read the news …. Before going into a chat room. An IM box popped up from Tom. “Are you OK … I have been worried … and it’s not about the money – I’ll talk to Nancy and call it off …. It wasn’t my intention … we got carried away before I could say anything ….” Me – “Yeah … it was good … but maybe next time you use my ass … EXCUSE me … PUSSY … you just leave a hundred on the dresser when you go …. “ I expected a very harsh rebuke but didn’t get one … Tom said it was a fair hit … and asked if he could call me …. That he just wanted to talk …. I gave him the number and he called. I was still online when he called, which I wasn’t expecting – so he did surprise me there. We talked for about an hour … he was very contrite, despite how dominate he had been when we were fucking … and said he wanted to hang out more …. But that I needed to accept I was gay, and that he would help and be a friend through it all. I agreed that we should talk, but that I wasn’t up to driving, and that he could come to my place …. He already knew Becky was working until 6 … so he said he would be there around 1, and no fucking …. Just get things straight, so to say, and maybe establish boundaries. He knew where I lived … we were less than 15 miles from each other, and I told him that would work … as it was just after Noon, it gave me time to think shit though. Not even 10 minutes later an IM box popped up from Nancy …. “FUCK ME” was all I could think. Her and I had chatted and ran in similar circles … we were casual friends … a very attractive blonde from Switzerland with a nice rack … and a wild side … and as stubborn as a mule … Nancy - “Did I really loose a hundred to Tom??? Or – was he bullshitting me???” Me – “Yeah – you did – sorry about that ….” Nancy – “Shit …. sooo – he wasn’t bullshitting me last night?? About any of it?” Me – “Nancy – you already know the answer … not sure what he was telling you …. But we fucked our brains out …. And he was really good …. And it felt amazing …” Nancy – “You were under the desk when he told me I lost???” Me – “Yep …. But I didn’t know he was chatting with you …. But even if he had told me, the mood I was in, I probably wouldn’t have stopped … LOL” Nancy – “I’m more than OK with what happened and the direction you are going … And we are probably going to become closer friends because of this …. But – you better get your shit in order and tell Becky, or I'm going to do it – no bullshit about that.” Me – “I’m still confused over all that …. Going to talk to Tom around 2 today, and go from there …” Nancy – “If you did only half of what Tom said you guys did, then you don’t need a wife … and as much as she pisses me off with her goody-two-shoes attitude …. You need to be honest to yourself … Anyway – if you need to talk, I’m here … don’t do anything I wouldn’t do with Tom this afternoon LOL“ 1 O’clock came and went … and right after 2 O’clock Tom called and said he was on his way … and that he was sorry for not calling but got caught up …. Whatever – I told him if he couldn’t be at my place by 3:30 and gone by 5, not to bother coming. 15 minutes later a knock on the door … I was only wearing gym shorts and a t-shirt … my ass was tender after all … and looking through the peephole saw it was Tom, in a tight t-shirt and shorts. I opened the door, and wouldn’t you know it, the hot Puerto Rican woman who lived in the condo across from me, an Army Staff Sergeant stationed at Fort Belvoir, was also just getting home. Obviously, she looked over as I opened the door – we were friendly after all and saw each other several times a week in passing. Vanessa smiled and said hello, then saw how I was dressed – and how Tom was dressed - Her eyes went wide, but then she winked at me and walked inside her place …. “GREAT” was all I could think … Tom came in, brushing past me, and I could tell he was free balling and was semi hard. I closed the door and as I turned around Tom pushed me back against the door and kissed me – deep – and I didn’t fight it …. Kissing him back as my cock got hard. We broke off the kiss, and I told him to grab a seat in the living room as I went to the kitchen, asking if he wanted anything, because I knew I needed a drink for damn sure. He asked for one as well and brought it in to him. He was sitting on the love seat, and I sat on the sofa – close to him but had my personal space. We talked for well over an hour and had a couple more drinks – him making the last round. When he brought the drinks into the living room, instead of sitting on the love seat he came over to the sofa, handed me my drink as he sipped on his, and I couldn’t help but stare at his crotch and obviously hard cock tenting his shorts … like déjà vu …. It was happening again. Tom just stood there, and after taking another long pull on my drink, I looked up at him and he was smiling. Tom got right to the point and asked, “Did you enjoy our time together yesterday and our fucking?” I told him that he knew I had, but I was still trying to work things out. He did sympathize, telling me that coming out can be the hardest, longest first step to make – but once you do, it’s liberating, although there may be things that have to be cleaned up in order to move forward. I was nodding while he said that, and noticed I was getting a little lightheaded. I looked up at him and said, “You spiked my drink, didn’t you, you bastard?” Tom chuckled and said he took one as well – and that I was just too nervous and uptight, that I needed to relax. I shook my head but took another long sip from my glass. I smirked, and told him, “Well – you won’t be able to fuck me, because I don’t have any lube here … and I am way to tender from last night for you to even think about not using any – so get that thought out of your head.” Still standing in front of me, he reached into the cargo pocket of his shorts and pulled out a bottle of Astroglide and smiled …. All I could think was “FUCK” …. I had finished my drink and set the glass down on the table, then looking up at him, I leaned forward and unbuttoned his shorts, letting them fall to the floor, and just swallowed his cock and got to sucking. Tom groaned, and said, “The blinds are open – anyone can see us if they look in … “ I stopped sucking, looked up at him while holding his throbbing cock, and said, “Let them –fuck it.”, and I went back to sucking his cock. After 10 minutes or so of worshiping his cock and balls, he backed away from me so I could stand up – looking right at him I stripped, got close to him, and kissed him deep with our cocks rubbing against each other. Tom backed up toward the love seat and plopped down, adjusting himself so that his ass was at the edge of the cushion, then lifted his legs up and back, exposing his ass and his puckered hole. I just stood there starring, and he said, “Get on your knees and eat my ass bitch – eat it like the good cock sucking, cum craving whore you are … eat it until I say you are done …. NOW!” I had never considered eating an ass before – but knew what it felt like from last night when he ate mine. I dropped to my knees, put my hands on his ass cheeks, and tentatively stuck my tongue out until it touched his hole. Tom demanded, “Don’t tease it, eat it like I ate yours last night …. Eat my hole bitch … taste all of me”, and he pushed my face into his ass. I started licking around and over his hole, pushing my tongue into him, and as he moaned, he told me to lube my hole up and play with it, so I would be ready for him when he was ready. As I rubbed the lube into my hole, I began to feel the burning again, which made me want to devour his hole even more …. I don’t know how long I was eating him, but after some time he pushed me back and was smiling. His cock was leaking more precum than I had ever seen before from a cock, and without warning he pushed me back, stood up, pulled me to my feet and spun me around, and sank his cock into my lubed and throbbing hole in one steady stroke as I was braced against the entertainment center – right there in the living room in front of the exposed sliding glass doors leading to the deck. I didn’t care, and I let out a moan and a grunt as his balls pressed against my ass, still tender from the fucking the night before. Tom held his cock still and chewed on my ear, then growled, “I see I broke your pussy in good last night, and you are tender … don’t worry, you’ll be begging for it deeper and harder before long …”, and with that he started to slowly stroke in and out of my hole, taking longer stokes and picking up the pace. He was right, in no time at all I was moaning and begging for him to fuck me harder and deeper, to break me in and make me a true bitch … me on my tip toes trying to push back onto him, and him putting more lube on his cock and my hole. I was in heaven, loving every inch of him inside of me. After some time had passed with Tom fucking me deep and hard, he pulled out and took a step back, and I turned to face him, knowing he hadn’t cum yet. Looking at his cock, slick with precum, lube, and my ass juice, I dropped to my knees and started to lick and suck him clean. He moaned and said, “Just a quick breather – I didn’t want to cum just yet”. I stood up, kissed him, and then remembering the blinds were open, grabbed him by the cock and pulled him down the hall to the bedroom – still not caring if anyone had seen us fucking. When we got in the bedroom, he closed the door most of the way and pushed me back onto the bed, then pulled my legs toward him so my ass was hanging over the edge of the bed and my ankles were on his shoulders. Without any warning he shoved himself back inside me, balls deep, and continued fucking me, but at a slower pace, putting more lube on my hole, and more burning, but I was in heaven, having lost track of all time, staring into his eyes as I moaned and begged for his cock and cum. What seemed like another 20 minutes went by, and I heard the front door open – and I almost leapt off the bed but couldn’t since Tom had me pinned to the bed with his cock buried in me. He smiled down at me and said, “Looks like Becky’s home …. You’re coming out of the closet now …. and you know you want her to see you taking my cock … don’t you …. Because I sure do …” He began to pick up the pace again, and I was moaning – I knew I should stop and have him hide – but it felt too damn good, I was too turned on … and yes … I wanted her to see me with his cock buried balls deep inside of me and how much I loved it. Then it happened … the moment of truth - Becky pushed the bedroom door open, standing there in just her bra and panties and holding her hotel dress in her hand, which she dropped as she said, “What the fuck …. Don …. Tom …. “, and just trailed off. I looked over at her briefly, her huge tits overflowing her bra, her eyes wide, and her mouth open …. In shock and speechless. Tom looked over at her and said, “He’s on my team now Becky …. And damn is he a good piece of ass …” and he started fucking me harder and deeper – I knew he was close, as I was looking up at him, and he at her – the only sounds were the slurping from my ass the slapping of his balls against my ass cheeks. Tom turned back to me and started gritting his teeth, and yelled, “OH FUCK – I’M CUMMING – TAKE EVERY DROP OF MY POZ SEED BITCH – TAKE IT …… FUUUUUCCCCKKKKKK”, and he pushed into me and held my legs as I pushed my hips up into him …. Missing his comment about his POZ seed at the moment. He convulsed for a couple of minutes with his cock buried balls deep inside of me, then gave a few more strokes with his cock, the wet sloppy sounds making it obvious he had filled me with his cum, then took a couple of steps back from the bed and cum began oozing from my gaping hole. Becky’s eyes got wide as she saw how big his cock was, and that he was still hard with a long sting of cum hanging from the head of his cock. I slid off the bed, and making eye contact with her, took the string of cum in my mouth and began sucking his cock clean – looking at her and stoking my cock, while sucking his. Tom’s cock began to twitch, and I could feel the head swelling, knowing he was going to shoot another load – he was more turned on than I had seen him so far, and so was I. He pulled his cock out of my mouth and I kept my mouth open as he gave it 2 good jerks, and filled my mouth with a nice, thick load of cum. Taking his cum in my mouth, I turned my eyes back upward to Tom, swallowed all of his seed, ran my tongue up his piss slit, shot a huge load with a groan onto the carpet, then got off my knees, and gave him a long, deep kiss. We broke the kiss off, Becky still in shock looking at both of us, and Tom said, “I think I should be going now …” He walked to the bedroom door, and Becky was still standing there, and he had to brush past her, his cock grazing her stomach, and he looked down at her tits and said, “Damn, they really are amazing Becky …” and continued to the living room to get dressed. I followed behind him, Becky having moved out of the way, and I walked Tom to the door once he was dressed – didn’t take long as all he had to do was throw on shorts and a t-shirt and slip into his shoes. I was still nude and didn’t care. I opened the door, not doing too much to conceal myself behind the door, and gave him a quick, passionate kiss. He quietly told me that I could crash at his place if things got to tense, and that he would also be free to talk – and with that he was out the door and heading down the stairs. I closed the door, walked to the living room and put my shorts on, then headed to the kitchen to make myself a drink. All the while Becky just watched me, and I asked if she wanted one, but she just shook her head. I headed back to the living room to sit down, expecting the fireworks to go off at any moment, but all she asked was, “You’re not even going to clean yourself up and push the cum out of yourself?” I looked at her and said, “No – unlike you, I enjoy holding the cum inside of me as long as I can, and don’t rush to the bathroom to clean it all off …. I like it and enjoy that he is still inside of me.” She shook her head and went back into the bedroom, closing the door – and I figured it was best for me to leave her alone at that moment. She came out of the bedroom about 20 minutes later, wearing her robe tight around herself. She looked at me, and said, “I suspected you were curious, and possibly going bi, but it’s obvious you’re well beyond that, this obviously wasn’t the first time you sucked a dick or have been fucked – but for fuck sake – why him …. Why Tom …. I have to work with him … and everyone will know he fucked you – and came inside you …. Please tell me you weren’t fucking me after he – or anyone else came inside you.” I told her that he was the first one to cum inside of me, and that the first time was last night …. And that she had nothing to worry about in that regard. She shook her head again, obviously upset, and then said, “Your cock sucking ass can sleep in the guest room until we figure this shit out …. Fucking faggot!”, and she went back in the bedroom slamming the door behind her. I don’t know why; I knew she was upset and that I should feel guilty – but I didn’t. Instead I made another drink and went upstairs to the loft and got on the computer – I was horny as fuck still. I started looking at porn, surfing, and cruising. I was craving more cock and cum, and in less than an hour found a black guy that was looking and liked the idea I already had a load inside my hole. We met in the woods behind my condo and got right to it – I dropped to my knees and sucked his huge cock until he was hard, and then turned around and leaned against a tree and told him to just use spit. It hurt somewhat, like his huge cock was ripping me in half, but I knew I would get used to it, finally coming to terms with the fact I was a cock loving, cum hungry bottom. I loved hearing the sound of his cock slurping in my already cum filled hole and I begged him to fuck me deep and fill me with his load. He didn’t last long – maybe 10 minutes, but I didn’t care – I knew I was used up at that point for the night, but felt so good about having a stranger fuck me in the woods with her upstairs, never even getting his name. I finally knew who I was and loved it. Becky and I did split up, although it turned out I had knocked her up about a month earlier …. So, we are still intertwined to this day. Tom and I kept fucking for close to a year – we tried to date but found being fuck buddies worked so much better for us. He was on meds and undetectable, so his breedings never took hold, and to this day I am still looking for that load that will turn me into a POZ pig. Even now, there is always something that stirs my cock and turns me on when I know someone is watching me take a cock – especially if it’s a woman watching and knowing I love cock and cum more than she does.

Just got back from the hottest scene I've experienced this year. In any other year I'd still write about it, but it would be competing with some pretty amazing anonymous group sessions. Got a message from a guy on Grindr this morning. I was working, so we agreed I'd meet him around 4 pm. Of course, right there I figured he'd be offline and incommunicado when I was ready, but he stayed in touch throughout the day. Told me he had lube and poppers, all I needed to do was to bring my fat ass over for him to breed. So, I started prepping around 3, doing occasional douches to make sure all was clear by the time I left. Promptly at 4, I signed off my laptop and headed for the door. I had very specific instructions: Walk in the unlocked front door and follow the music to the bedroom. Strip, assume the ass up position, and message him on Grindr that I was ready. When I arrived at the house, the front door was ajar. I walked through to the back and found the bedroom where the music was playing. The door to the room next to it was closed, and I knew that's where he was waiting. I stripped and placed my clothes on the bed, where I could see them at all times. Then I climbed on the bed - he had even put down a towel - and sent him the message. "I'm ready." I heard the door of the neighboring room open even over the sound of the music. In no time his hands were exploring every inch - and there are a lot, lol - of my ass. I heard the click of a lube bottle, and as the fingers began probing my fuckhole, he threw a bottle of poppers onto the bed next to me. I took off the cap and inhaled mightily as I felt the tip of his still-soft cock against my hole. Like the greedy cum dump it is, my hole opened to welcome the advance. Before long, the head popped in, then out, then in again. I could tell he was getting stiffer with each thrust, and before I knew it, he was sliding into me balls-deep. I was looking for something quick, but I also wanted to enjoy myself, and he took his time. I kept hitting the brown bottle, savoring the sensation as he plunged in and out of my ass. Each time I thought he was going to fill me with cum, he slowed down and bided his time. He lasted the perfect amount of time. I was just beginning to feel like I needed to leave when he grabbed my hips and thrust deep. I squeezed my sphincter but didn't feel his cock spasming, so I wasn't sure he had cum. He collapsed on my back, then stood again, withdrew his cock, and I heard the door to the other room click shut again. I stood to get dressed, and that's when I realized that my hole is not as tight as it once was. As I bent to pull on my underwear and shorts, I felt a gush of cum dribble out of my ass and into my clothes. In a hurry to get going, I did up my shorts anyway and headed for the door. Once home, I made a beeline for the bathroom. My underwear was an unholy mess of white, but it hadn't seeped through my shorts. It was so hot to think this complete stranger blew a huge load in me, and I never saw his face. I sent him a message that I had a great time, and he messaged back that he did, too. Looking forward to the next time he shows up on Grindr. Maybe we can make that a regular thing!

I haven't posted my adventures in real time, as my schedule the second half of this month is killing me. One day off between trips, and having to get up at 2:30AM on the first day has wiped me out. On the 15th, I had one trip that departed early afternoon, so it was a late arrival in San Antonio, with a "short" layover. My SAT top bud couldn't meet up that late, and I wasn't sure if I had the time. But I got checked in and decided I'd have a look online. I showered and got cleaned up and then logged in. I wasn't having much success, but when I was on "Sniffies", I got hit up by a 30's top who needed to unload. Fit body, handsome, and about 7 inches. He was about 10 miles away from my hotel, but willing to drive over at close to midnight. No key needed for this hotel, and he asked me to be ass up waiting. He'd message me when he parked and I'd get in position. When he walked in I was ass up on the edge of the bed and I heard him undress. He got behind me and ate my ass a bit, spit on his dick, and slowly slid in. We changed positions a couple of times, first I wanted me on my side, and then he had me on my back when he blew his load. From start to finish he was in and out in 30 minutes. The next day we were arriving in Vegas at about 3PM. I've never had much luck finding dick in Vegas, but I had plenty of time to look around. After I got showered and cleaned up, I was on several sites and on Scruff. I got a message from a guy on BBRT who was about 8 miles from me. Gorgeous 7 inch dick, 40's, an average/thin build. It was 5:30, and he wanted a bite to eat before heading over. I was expecting him to flake out and not message me back after he ate, but about 45 min later he sent a text and said he was on his way. He arrived and I went down to get him. We got back to my room and started making out immediately and we got undressed. He was a great kisser, and a very competent ass eater and top. We fucked for an hour before he blew his load. We spooned for a bit, and agreed that should I be back anytime, we'll meet up again. No one else online was interested so I called it a night pretty early. I got to jack off fingering my sloppy hole both nights, so I was satisfied.

I realized I was a top gay guy when I slid my dick inside my first ass years ago. That warm wet feeling of a man hole around my cock was the best sex ever. I have never stopped. I love to fuck and breed ass and I can't get enough. I love squirting my loads deep inside a man and every time I slide inside I remember why I love it so much. I love how it feels and am addicted to breeding. I have gotten fucked before but didn't really like it. I kept thinking I was missing something. But I know now I am made to top and breed. Raw fucking for me forever. Looking at all the hot holes here on BZ makes my dick stiff and drip with pre cum. I know what I am. A top slut that loves bottom sluts and needs to breed as often as I can.

A new work in progress, but also quite busy with normal life and work at the minute.

Jake reached down to work the boys soft prick and was reminded as seth whispered into his ear "no sweetie that wont work. Tina makes them soft as a feather and hungry as a horse" "tina?" Jake absently wondered if that was a drug the boy had been administered at some point. Whatever Seth did to him the first night they met made it practically impossible to resist surrendering his load. "Was Seth a doctor?" he naively pondered as he watched the teens dribbling cock bounce lazily against his moist abs. "you feel so good inside chris" Jake encouraged the boy. "can you give me a little squeeze?" Jake was now fully obsessed with the boys sucking cunt, eager to see him participate. Chris just nodded and Jake was rewarded with a powerful tug from the newly minted bottoms creamy hole. Weeks ago Jake hadnt so much as teased a bareback hole, now he was calmly feeding his thick rod into a boy who not hours ago belonged to a nice young lady. Chris was his now though, he thought. Seth peeled back Chris' foreskin and began tickling and teasing his sensitive glans as Mikey held his attention, stroking his thick cock inches from the boys lips as he continued to receive Jakes cock. "wow" Chris remarked as he reached up to grip the drooling prick. "isnt it pretty?" mikey offered the glistening cock with its shiny gauged metal piercing to the boy freely as Chris began to instinctively pump the fuck muscle, staring into its dribbling piss slit, and watching his pendulous balls swing. "arent big cocks nice Chris?" seth remarked. "yeah" chris moaned as precum flowed onto his chest. "taste me" mikey whispered as he pushed his hips forward and nudged the boys lips. instinctively Chris opened his mouth and slipped mikeys head inside, sucking its salty precum as he continued to fist the cock. "im goma gum" the boy mumbled around the head of mikeys cock as Seth lifted his hand away. It was important for chris to associate cumming with his hole, Just as mikey had, and he watched as Jake fucked a pleasant stream of warm cum out of his limp dick. "open" mikey panted, as he placed his thumb to the boys chin he watched as the boy willfully pumped gobs of his own poz seed into his waiting mouth until it began to overflow. "now swallow. good boy" mikey approvingly guided the boy through drinking a toxic load as he looked back up and smiled. "Chris I think Jake needs to cum" seth remarked. For all his mischief, Jake had to admit the corrupting little power bottom had a condescending habit of knowing just when he would cum. "do you wanna pull it out and shoot on Chris?" seth glanced at the boys reaction to the idea. "wait no dont do that" chris moaned. "why not chris? Jakes gotta cum somewhere" seth plied the young man as Jake edged closer to orgasm. "because it feels so good in my butt please just...keep going. can you cum in me?" chris bargained and seth smiled approvingly. "i dont know Jake, do you wanna cum in his hole?" seth continued his contemptuous questioning knowing Jake wasnt thinking about his poison prick except that he needed release. "Dont worry baby i wont pull it out, I'll cum in you" Jake reassured the pensive boy as Chris smiled in relief. "there we go, almost there now. Chris why dont you give his big cock a nice squeeze" Seth coaxed the boy as he smeared his cum around his chest. "oh yeah here..mmh" Chris grunted, as Jake began to pound harder. "let him know chris, tell him he can cum in your boypussy" seth instructed the dazed bottom. "c-cum in my pussy" chris grunted, flexing his tight hole once again. Seth grinned as he watched Jake slam home in the teen and he began to pant heavily. "there we go" seth whispered as he gently rubbed the boys stomach. "you did it chris! you made jakes cock cum in your boypussy." Seth congratulated the grinning young man on obediently participating in his own infection. "im POSITIVE jake likes your pussy a lot" seths words send Jake crashing back to earth as he watched the twitching pink mancunt instinctively continue milking. "thank you Jake, oh wow, this was amazing. Your dick is just..its really great" Chris panted, as the thick member slowly left his hungry gaping hole. "ya know, its only polite to clean that pretty cock after hes done Chris." "oh gosh im sorry" chris looked at seth. "what do i do?" he pleaded, worried his next actions might determine if Jake ever decided to fuck that amazing dick into his guts again. "here, nice and close. See all that cream on his dick? Lick it all up" seth instructed, as he carefully guided the wobbly boy to Jakes prick, and began instructing him on how to suck, Jake watched Chris slurp and gulp the poz cream and ass juice up.

You had me hooked on THE BIG MUSHROOM HEAD with the flaring ridge like a fireman's helmet! That anatomical feature is one of my 'gay GATEWAY drugs', from the first time I saw it on another dude, to the moment a badboy with a cock like that slipped in INTO ME, RAW, no questions asked... and that flaring ridge rubbing my prostate JUST RIGHT. And he nutted without making a sound while I went into a trance. Only after he slipped out the front-door did I realize I had been bred with the biggest load I had ever experienced... Just the SIGHT, the outline of a cock like that on another guy, when going commando... has me conditioned like Pavlov's dog every time I come across a MUSHROOM HEAD cock!

With lockdown loosening up me and my housemates decided to take a trip to the coast, we all went our own way once we got there and i went exploring to find somewhere quiet to relax. Found a nice spot away from the crowds and laid down in my speedos to take in the rays, after a while a guy came up to me and asked if he could borrow some suncream, he was hot so i said yeah so i could eye rape him behind my shades. he ended up laying down next to me and we started talking, he turned out to be a local and wanted to get away from the day trippers, i did make a joke about being one of them but he said i was excused cause i was cute. After a while i managed to get him to admit he approached me hoping i was open to having fun with older guys, now he was probably mid 40ies, hairy chest, bit of a belly, wearing just some shorts with the outline of his soft cock clearly visible. I played it cool and asked what he wanted from a "cute" boy like me, he was nice and made it out he just wanted to suck me of and if i was up for it to fuck me, so i just said "know anywhere we can go?" the smile on his face, he made no effort to hide that he was a) hard and b) checking out my package. he took me a bit away from the beach into the woods until he pulled me into a clearing, got on his knees and pulled my cock out. he gave real good head and i was moaning away pretty fast, i couldnt stand it anymore, i pushed him off and stood next to a tree bending over and pushing my speedos totally off, he ate my ass out before he started going into his pockets finding a condom, his smile wasnt as big but he gave me the condom to put on his cock, i threw it away telling him to give me daddies load. he was keen at this point, spitting on his cock and slamming it into my hole, fucking me hard in the clearing, biting my neck and alternating between tugging my cock and twisting my nips. he didnt last too long before he was panting and pounding his load into my hole. he kissed me hard and as he seporated it was then i realised we had a little audience, little being two guys, both about my age, wearing tracksuit shorts that were bulging and metail chains, on had a tattoo of a snake on his chest the other had a massive bulge that caught my eye. there were no words just them coming over pushing the older guy aside and gripping my head pulling me into the tat guys crotch, the other lad hanging back rubbing his shorts. The tat guy pushed his shorts down and pushed his cock into my throat, made me gag alot but obviously didnt care, i could see the initial guy next to the other watching talking but i couldnt hear cause i was busy with the cock in my throat. after a bit he pulled out and called his mate over to "try out this bitch's throat" and then i saw the guys tool, older guys was 6inches cut, the tat guy was similar but uncut but this boy was closer to 8 inches uncut and didnt not even wait for me to open my mouth wide before forcing it into my mouth till i smelt his man scent pubes. he just held me there as his mate went to my hole and pushed into me, telling me i was a dirty little slut and gonna take his load like a good little bitch. i had to grip the dude in my mouth as the guy fucked me mercilessly, the guy in my throat pulled out and turned round making me eat out his dirty hole, my cock couldnt take anymore and exploded at some point before i felt the guy pounding me slam me one last time. as he pulled out i didnt even wait i just turned round to the big boy and begged for his cock, and he didn't disapoint, slamming it into me hard. unlike either guy he pulled me back and made out with me as he fucked me hard, the sound of his balls and hips slapping my ass was heavenly, but he didnt last long at all adding my third load. both chav lads slapped my ass pulled their trackies up and walked off laughing. the older guy moved in eating my ass wanting the lads loads. i felt empty by the time he was done licking my hole out so i begged him for a new load but he was still recovering which was a shame. If the day ended like that i would have been happy enough but i got one more load in me in the form of a quick ride on my housemate in the back of the van before heading home, he was horny and just said to follow him and got in the back, pulled his cock out and told me to do my job. needless to say i rode his cock while he texted his gf taking his hot load and leaving it in me till we got home.

7. Sauna Sweat James hated that he was in this position again. One more man in his life found him on his knees, the smell of cock and cum on his breath. "Wait," the doctor said. "I know you," he started, then trailed off. He scratched his chest, "Just moved here. Four days. Sucked off four guys, right?" James nodded. "Was that number five?" the doctor asked. "Or had you already serviced him?" Neither answer was very flattering. Either way, there was no way the doctor would see him as anything other than a cheap locker room slut. "I'd sucked him off before," James finally said. were There was a bit of a pause from Dr. Souza. It terrified James: for one, he couldn't remember the doctor's first name, if he had ever known it. Not to mention his little admission of earlier promiscuity. He worried either one would mean he wouldn't get the prescription. "I'm sorry," Dr. Souza continued. "I can't even remember your name. There were three of you. All new to town, all starting to have sex." He raised a leg over James, and sat down in front of him. He had also left the towel to the side, and a hard, stiff uncut cock was right in front of James. He had seen uncut dick before, in porn he had found on the internet. But it had never been right in front of him, and he didn't quite know what to do. "It's just like any other dick," said Dr. Souza. "So just start sucking." James didn't see any other option here. If he walked away, he'd have both pissed off his doctor and given him a reason not to give James the meds. He wrapped his lips around the doctor's shaft, and licked it. Despite how hard it had seemed, as he licked and teased the shaft, it grew further. The foreskin peeled back, exposing the doctor's cockhead and the heady mix of pre-cum and sweat that had accumulated there. James lapped it up, before forcing himself to take more of the man's cock. "Fuck, that's nice," Dr. Souza grunted. "Just what I needed after a morning with hungry sluts. So fucking turned on, hearing your stories." James barely heard what he was saying. The man's cock was a solid rod, with none of the slight give he was used to. It was hard to swallow, and harder not to gag. "Keep it up," Dr. Souza moaned. James could just barely hear the music played in the main locker room. He timed the strokes of his head to the songs being played; it also let him know that he had sucked his way through two songs. The entire time, Dr. Souza had been moaning, or softly urging him on. Now it was just a tight, controlled breathing, and James knew he was on the edge. He swallowed once more, and was able to swallow another inch of Dr. Souza's cock. "FUUUUUCK," he groaned in response, and grabbed the back of James's head. "TAAAAKE IT," he grunted. Deep in his throat, James felt the man unloading into him. It was dripping straight into his stomach, ready to be absorbed by his body. "TAAAKE IT ALLL," Dr. Souza grunted again, and added another spurt of cum to James's throat. Several spurts later, Dr. Souza's breathing finally relaxed as his cock softened. James slowly pulled off the shaft, licking it carefully of every drop of spit and cum that remained. "That's a good boy," Dr. Souza said. "And I got your results. Your prescription will be ready this afternoon." "Uh, thanks," James said. He was a little surprised at the sudden shift, from cocksucking to professional consultation. "That's good." "Yeah," Dr. Souza said. "By the way, I'm Tiago." "James," James said. "Good to meet you. A friend and I, we're doing a party this weekend. Maybe you can join us?"

I’m an uncut guy myself but have never turned down a decent circumcised cock because here in the US most guys are circumcised. So basically any European foreigners and Latin and Asian guys are usually circumcise. The rare uncircumcised American dude has crossed my radar. Latex warped cock is indistinguishable and brutal on the sensitive anal walls. So, do you bareback loving bottoms crave uncut juicy wet cock or dry rough circumcised cock. Obviously there is line to be added to the mix but I’ve noticed that even when an uncut dude is lubed up his cock head is also already super moist soft and throbbing purple ready to breed at any moment. Which is a trade off not all uncircumcised guy cum fast but most do. Uncircumcised guys last slightly longer pressed up against my sensitive prostate. As if uncut cock needs to be soaked first in a cumdump absorbing all his cum into his cock head gland and after hours of fucking is silky smooth. Don’t get me wrong I’ve had some amazing impregnating sessions with large cut American guys that made my nipples and ears tingle. All caveats aside the smells and foreplay associated with an uncut cock is sexually Arousing. Especially when their glorious foreskin is super wet and stretchy and knocking at my boipussy’s door. The feeling of the folds of skin stretching open and Trojan Horsing a super warm, wet and silky moth cock head immediately after unzipping and flopping out his cock, screams ready to fuck. my last hookup an extremely large cock head, larger than average scraped the shit out of my ass for the first 30 mins and I was super sensitive the whole fuck. He came buckets but compared to the last Latino Papí at the mall restroom. Oops guilty. He was leaking and ready to fuck. He slide His large uncut cock inside my tight hole, no, he snuck his large uncut cock inside my hole immediately after presenting my pussy under the stall and pounded his babies deep inside my happy hole. It happened so quick and intensely that I was left craving seconds. uncircumcised natural cock is my preference when barebacking. What do you BB bottom sluts prefer?

As a Female hooker the idea of bug chasing and dirty sex has corrupted and consumed my mind. during the nights I'm a street walker so i've seen and been in some fucked up places. i have take more dick and loads them most people can dream of. I like writing and exploring dirty situation that i have been in or fantasize about. so here the deal. if you guys care to play a Role playing game where i host you conversion party? All i would need is ur participation and some background on you and your ideal conversion party. after that i will create a custom story for your where u chose your own path not knowing the results of each choice till the very end. My mind is pretty dirty and i can think of some fucked up hot thing that can happen while providing you with some hot sexual stories. lets see how this goes so please leave a comment if you want to play i will choose two people to begin. if there lots of interest i might do more if not more can be selected once the first to stories are done. IF YOU LIKE DIRTY, KINKING, BUG CHASING, stories you have come to the right place.

Not my story, but I thought you all would like Not gonna waste time with the intro here. One day at work I was bored and horny and wanted something to get excited about, so I went looking for new dick on my phone. I met a guy on Grindr, he was hot and older, so I decided his dick belonged inside me, and tried to arrange something. Unfortunately he couldn’t host nor could I so he invited me to a Sunday gay pool party that weekend that was pretty much a weekly thing for a bunch of middle age-older guys to hang out and relax. He said he was a regular and he could fuck me there if I was okay with that. I was. So Sunday comes and I show up to this house in a upper middle class suburban neighborhood. I usually never do stuff like this during the daytime so I felt a little naughty seeing people washing their cars and walking their dogs as I walked to the front door. A sign on the door saying Welcome informed me to walk right on through to the backyard. I walked right in (as the sign instructed) and instantly all eyes were on me. I was the youngest one there by at least 20 years. The guy that invited me wasn’t even there yet so I was kind of lost, but the two guys hosting the party happened to be inside to welcome me and giddily introduced me to everyone. It was about 12-15 guys, all middle aged to a few much older. A few were in the pool, but most just lounging around in lawn chairs. Some were naked, some partially to fully clothed, it was overall just a chill atmosphere, hardly an orgy or anything of the sort. Still, I definitely felt heads turn when I stripped off all my clothes (back in the house, to guarantee I’d walk by everyone again naked) to get in the pool. I had been in the pool for just a few moments, enjoying the free feeling of being naked when a silver haired daddy joined me and started making small talk. He was maybe in his early to mid 50s, with gray balding hair and a white goatee, and was built like a tank, he looked kinda like Goldberg 10 years out of pro wrestling. He was also in the pool naked like me, and I could feel his dick getting harder in the pool as I pretended to accidentally brush against it. He asked me how I found out about the party, I told him “some guy I met on Grindr was supposed to fuck me here but he’s not here yet.” He then asked if I was open to being fucked by anyone else at the party since the Grindr guy hadn’t shown up yet. I told him firmly, that if every man there wanted me, they could all have me. It wasn’t much longer until Pool Daddy had moved in on me, and we started making out. He grabbed my ass under the water and pulled my hips to his, and I wrapped my legs around his waist under the water and felt his dick rubbing against my ass as he held me up. Pretty soon my legs and arms were wrapped around him and everyone pretty much stopped to watch me tongue wrestle Pool Daddy, running my hands all over his bald head and muscular shoulders while I felt his now hard dick tease at my hole. He asked if I’d like to go inside where there would be more privacy and I told him I actually like to put on a show. He responded “oh I’m pretty sure you are the show, they’ll follow you” and walked me out of the pool. I felt like his property as he walked me into the house. The guy I was supposed to fuck still hadn’t even shown up, I didn’t care, this hulk of a Daddy had claimed me as his and I would do whatever he wanted to please him. He took me in the house and just as he had predicted, a group of guys, also white appearing men in their 50s, followed us inside. The living room had two couches set up in a right angle shape with an ottoman in the middle. He sat on one of the couches and I, knowing my place, instantly dropped to my knees and started sucking his dick. I had been practically, and maybe literally, salivating for it from the moment I had looked down at it through the pool water. I instantly started taking the whole dick down my throat, trying to showcase my skill for anyone watching that would like the same treatment. Pool Daddy whispered in my ear asking if his friend could join. I eagerly nodded yes, and felt a hand grab the back of my head and pull me off Pool Daddy’s dick. With Pool Daddy’s precum still hanging off my tongue, I was quickly introduced to Military Daddy. I don’t know if Military Daddy was in the military or not, but he had that particular buzz cut and was maybe in his late 50s. He walked me by the hair and took a seat on the other couch, as I crawled right in between his legs, obediently taking his dick right into my mouth. These guys knew how to treat me. I went right back to work on the dick in front of me and pretty soon felt Pool Daddy’s hands grabbing me to position me on all fours on the ottoman. Military Daddy stood up and continued to facefuck me as Pool Daddy started to rim me. The guy I was supposed to meet still hadn’t shown up but he was just going to have to get in line now. I kept sucking Military Daddy’s dick as the Pool Daddy ate my ass. I noticed a small crowd forming to watch and I got even more into it, arching my back and twerking while I was being rimmed. I don’t even care for the physical feeling of being rimmed so much but was enthralled with being the center of attention for a group of older men. It was like my greatest fantasy already. Then I felt a very familiar cold sensation go down my asscrack. The daddy I had met in the pool had started lubing me up to stick his cock in. So here I was at this residential house, getting essentially used like a whore by 2 daddies, in front of a small crowd of others, with the daddy that initially invited me nowhere to be found. I was planning on fucking him (Grindr Daddy) raw, because he had sent me a picture of a Prep prescription bottle with his name on it. Yes I know that’s a weak form of protection for myself but it’s all the peace of mind I need and it’s worked out for me so far. But now, as I dug my knees into the ottoman and offered my entire mouth and throat to Military Daddy’s thick cock, exposing every inch of myself to the crowd behind me, I felt a dangerous wave of sluthood overtake me. As I sucked the cock in front of me, and eagerly accepted the fingers behind me, I realized I could not just ask both men to show me their bottles of prep right then without completely stalling the very hot tension that had been built. Just as I though about how to play the situation, I was grabbed by the legs and flipped on my back, and Pool Daddy now stood in front of me at full mast, stroking himself with one hand and using the other to spread my legs wide. He stared me straight in the eyes and it was like I was under his spell, I instinctually grabbed the backs of my knees and pulled them to my shoulders, kicking my feet up to let Daddy know he had full access. Although a crowd of mostly clothed men stood behind him and Military Daddy sat behind me, it felt like me and Pool Daddy were the only two men in the room. He began to lower himself to join me on the ottoman, going to his knees as I opened my legs and pulled him in with my arms going around his shoulders, my heels resting just above his ass. We began to make out and I whispered in his ear asking if he was on prep, he whispered back yes, I asked him if his friend was as well and he replied “we all are.” Although it was even less than the normal verification I required, I was ready to just go with it when he asked me a question that almost made me change my mind. In a genuine voice of concern, he asked: “Do you want us to wear condoms?” From here my mind split into two, uneven sides. One side said to use the condoms, that it would still be hot, he offered so he’s obviously okay with it, and I’d be being a lot safer. The other side...the dangerous side...said that I wanted this cock in me now, and I needed it to be raw. That I needed to feel every vein and every ridge of Pool Daddy’s hard, BARE cock penetrate my equally bare insides. That this is what living life was, taking multiple raw cocks from Daddies I just met and being the prime young slut for an entire house full of older men. These two sides fought a war that lasted an eternity in my head but maybe only 3 seconds in reality. The war ended when I was handed a bottle of poppers by Military Daddy. That was like an atom bomb for the dangerous side. Without taking time to think I took two sniffs of the poppers, and watched Pool Daddy do the same before I grabbed him by the head and brought him back down for a long and passionate kiss before putting his ear to my lips to answer his condom question: “...Give it to me raw Daddy. I need it bare, I don’t want anything stopping your balls from emptying inside me. I’m your slut, I need it, I’ll take whoever’s cock you tell me to, please just give me every inch of your raw dick...” If you’ve sniffed poppers before you know the slut heaven I was in when Pool Daddy then lifted up, and started aiming his dick as I pulled my legs back as far and wide as I could. From the perspective of the crowd I was just two bare feet and legs spread as Pool Daddy entered inside me. The first stroke was maybe 80% pleasure. I was so turned on by the poppers that it didn’t hurt nearly as bad as it would have without them, but Pool Daddy was just very thick and it took me a second to adjust, I held him inside me by his thighs on the second stroke, taking some time to breathe to get used to his thick cock stretching me out. He bent down, and I sucked on his tongue as he began giving me slow but firm, deep strokes, reaching around to cup both of my asscheeks as he drilled me. The rhythmic sound of ass clapping filled the room as it grew to be 100% pleasure. I was in ecstasy and my hands were feeling everywhere, from holding my own feet to spread my legs, to feeling every one of Pool Daddy’s back muscles from his shoulders down to his ass, to running my hands all over his chest as he threw my feet on his shoulders, and started fucking me like a jackhammer. While this isn’t normally my style of fucking, Military Daddy had again grabbed me and started violently fucking my throat. I had no control and was being thoroughly violated in both of my holes, raw, by two men I had just met. It was heaven. I almost went limp and just gave my body up as the sounds of choking and skin slapping filled the room. My head hung upside down off the ottoman as Military Daddy facefucked me, holding my legs up for Pool Daddy as he pounded away, leaning to the side so that everyone could get a good view of his bare cock sliding in and out of me. He eventually pulled out and went to take a break, and I was left feeling incomplete since he hadn’t yet cum in me. Nevertheless, Military Daddy kept my head down with his dick while holding my legs up, now spreading me eagle for the entire party to see. He casually asked if anyone wanted to take his place at my head while he took his turn on my ass. With that he flipped me around, putting me on all 4s on the ottoman, now directly facing the crowd that had formed as he took me from behind. The eyes on me did not make me nervous at all and instead made me more focused on trying to find the next cock I could take. I watched as a few of the men had pulled their dicks out, and were jacking off as they watched Military Daddy reach around and give me a hit of the poppers. I took a sniff in each nostril and lowered my chest to the ottoman, spreading my asscheeks with my hands as Military Daddy’s thick cock slid in me rather easily. He gripped me by the ponytail (I have a man bun) and pulled my face up so that I could watch everybody watching me get fucked like a whore. He asked how many cocks I was willing to take and I said without hesitation “every single one.” He made sure I was at eye level with the crowd while I answered his questions. He spanked my ass and called me a good little slut as he continued to pound me. Then another daddy, this one a maybe mid 40s Daddy with jet black hair emerged from the crowd with his dick out. He looked kinda like the Men’s Wearhouse guy. Military Daddy asked me if I was gonna be a good slut and suck his cock and I replied yes please, looking Men’s Wearhouse Daddy right in the eye and licking my lips. Military Daddy had not let up an inch as he continued to grip my ass and impale me with his cock. Men’s Wearhouse Daddy stood in front of me as I hungrily sucked up and down his cock. Military Daddy began to slow down the pace and I felt him pause to grab the poppers which he shared with Men’s Wearhouse Daddy before bringing them down to me. As I inhaled he asked me one more question: “Where do you want Daddy’s load boy?” I quivered and practically cried out. “Cum inside me Daddy!...give it to me please!” Men’s Wearhouse Daddy shoved his dick in my mouth as I felt Military Daddy grunt and get a few final deep strokes in, pressing my ass down balls deep on his cock as he began to breed me. “Take it boy!” “Yes Daddy every last drop I need your cum in me!” I pushed my ass back to make sure it was as deep as possible and Military Daddy worked in tandem, grabbing me by the hips and grinding every last drop inside me. Men’s Wearhouse Daddy shoved his now fully hard dick back in my mouth and watched as Military Daddy deposited every drop of sperm he had inside my ass. The crowd moved closer around Military Daddy and a strange tongue started rimming the cum out of me after he pulled out of me. I didn’t even care who I was focused on Men’s Wearhouse Daddy and hoping Pool Daddy would be back soon because Men’s Wearhouse Daddy seemed like he was only into getting blown. At this point about 5 other guys had sat down on the couches and the rest had moved to form somewhat of a circle around me and the ottoman. Men’s Wearhouse Daddy pulled me off the ottoman to my knees on the floor and I kept sucking him as he took my place and sat on the ottoman. I felt like I belonged on the floor with all these other Daddies relaxing near me. I felt a spank on my ass and turned around. It was the Grindr guy. I know I haven’t described him yet but he was a standard older white guy, graying brown hair and no beard, nothing too sexy but he had a cock to die for with a curve in it (at least in the pictures he sent). Sitting casually on the couch, he just smiled and said “I see you’ve made yourself comfortable. But you know what you came for.” He pulled his cock out. Men’s Wearhouse Daddy pushed me to him. “Suck it boy.” I obediently went right to work even as my mouth began to fatigue. With sweat falling down my face and cum dripping out of my ass I focused all my attention on his cock as the two men sitting next to him casually felt on my shoulders and lower back. I was a loyal slut and had to thank him for bringing me into this heavenly order. Thankfully for my jaw however I hadn’t sucked him long before he pulled me to climb on top of him on the couch to sit on his dick. The lube had probably worn off but the cum inside my ass made an easy slide as I sat back onto his dick. And oh my God did that curve feel amazing. I threw my head back and spanked my own ass as I bounced on his dick. He pulled my face to his and began making out with me while I continued to bounce on his dick. Other guys started to spank me and I never wanted it to end. He then had me spin around so that I was facing out to the crowd, pulled me to him with his dick still in me, and ran his hands all over my body while I gyrated on his dick. He bent me back over and bounced my ass on his dick. Finally he stood up and faced me towards the back of the couch, and started fucking me doggystyle. He passed me the poppers and told me I was a good slut and he was gonna add a second load inside me soon. “Yes Daddy give it to me! Fill me up please!” He thrust and with a yell, just like Military Daddy, pushed himself balls deep and orgasmed inside me. I felt his balls pressed against my asscheeks as his dick pulsations finally began to slow. Almost immediately after he pulled out I felt another cock enter me from behind and I looked back and saw Men’s Wearhouse Daddy now pounding me. Men’s Wearhouse Daddy wasn’t as vocal or as raunchy as the last two that had bred me but he very clearly had the same goal. I took on the lead of dirty talk and started begging him to cum in me. “Oh I was hoping you’d fuck me...please finish inside me, use my boy pussy...give me my cum...” In between my moans and pleas for this man to breathe me a familiar face came walked from behind the couch and Pool Daddy came and sat next to us. Men’s Wearhouse Daddy repositioned himself onto the couch so I could take Pool Daddy’s cock in my mouth as he fucked me. Men’s Wearhouse Daddy clearly was getting close, but I could not stop staring up at Pool Daddy while I sucked his cock. Before long Men’s Wearhouse Daddy let out a low grunt, and shot his cum inside me as well. Pool Daddy watched as my eyes stayed on him the entire time while another man shot his sperm inside of me. I never let Pool Daddy’s dick leave my mouth I felt as strong a pull towards it as I had ever felt towards anything. After Men’s Wearhouse Daddy finished he seemingly disappeared, and Pool Daddy kept me in between his legs as I fell to my stomach, kicking my feet back in the air as I continued to suck on his dick. Pool Daddy reached down and felt the cum dripping out of my ass and asked how many loads I had taken: “3 Daddy” “And are you finished?” “No Daddy I want your load the most” I was cumdrunk, poppered up, and wanted Pool Daddy to fill me up with his cum more than anything else in the world. I had 3 loads in me already but I wanted HIS cum. I wanted to be HIS boy. He pulled me up from his cock and started making out with me. God I loved how he kissed me. He rolled me onto my back and I wrapped my legs around him as we continued to make out. He pointed his dick and slid inside me mid makeout session and I shuddered as he pushed himself balls deep in me. He ran his hands through my hair and mine thru his head as we made out while he gave me the deep missionary strokes on the couch. I never wanted his dick to leave my ass or his tongue to leave my mouth. Few words were exchanged as we passionately made love (I know we just met but that’s the kind of sex it was) on the couch. Most of the crowd had dissipated or gone on to do their own thing, leaving just me and Pool Daddy, as he fucked me like he was trying to put a baby in me. Pool Daddy grabbed the poppers and took a sniff and gave it to me, I took the biggest whiff I had so far and begged him: “Make me yours Daddy...leave your seed inside me...I belong to you...” I grabbed my feet and spread them wide as he fucked me, and he laid his entire body weight on me giving me every inch of his dick. He grunted and grabbed me by the back of my shoulders and pulled me in as deep as he could with every stroke. He rested his forehead on mine and told me I was his slut and that I needed to feel a real mans cum fill me up before I felt complete. I fucking lost it and started cumming hands free, shooting my own cum up towards both of us landing mostly on my own chest. I told him not to stop fucking me as he watched me squirt rope after rope of cum on myself and he began to lick some of my own cum off of my chest. He started kissing me with it and I heard him give the loudest grunt of the day so far as he pushed deep inside me. I wrapped my legs tightly around his waist, and sucked my own cum off of his tongue and grinded my own ass into him, making sure every drop was pushed as deep as possible inside me. My ass was about at capacity with 4 loads in but I still didn’t want a drip of Pool Daddy’s cum to fall out. The others could drip but I wanted Pool Daddy’s sperm inside me forever. We laid there and savored the moment before reality set in and I realized I had just taken 4 raw loads, 3 from people I had just met. As bad as it sounds tho, it didn’t make me feel guilty, it turned me on more.

I love a Dom that talks nasty while he fucks me. Got me wandering if you guys enjoy that too. What do your Tops say to you that turns you on?I also choose the porn I jerk off to based on the tops commands. I love for my top to tell me how he is going to ruin my hole or that its torn and bleeding. Telling me he is sorry it hurts because he didnt use lube but that it feels better for him. It probably all stems from the first time I got fucked as a boy. My uncle had a huge cock and just kept telling me that if I wanted to be a good boy I needed to lay there and deal with the pain because it was good for him. Here are some that stand out to me. had a dom guy tell me when he was done fucking me that he was sorry for ruining my hole but that it felt great for him while playing with 2 black guys in vegas one of them pinned me down and said now Marcus is going to rape your ass and its gonna hurt but just lay there and take it had a top tell me right as he was cumming that he was gonna make have his ass babies one guy in atlanta whispered to me the whole time he was in my ass that he was ruining me for any other tops and that after him my hole wouldnt be worth fuckn

Don’t Breed My Boy Chapter I. Last summer on Fire Island was great. My boy and I had lots of hot raw sex with each other and with strangers. My boy and I met up one night with a sexy hung guy on the boardwalk and invited him back to the house to fuck. He wound up breeding my boy just around the corner from the hot tub, while I entertained other guests. The next night, I pounded him on the deck while the neighbors watched and cheered us on. They liked what they saw. Another night, we met a sexy couple at tea. I railed one guy while his partner bred my boy, pounding him into the mattress. Lots of fun sweaty risky sex. But the most naughty fun we had all summer was our last day and night on the Island. I’m a morning person, so after I made breakfast for the house, I climbed back into bed. My boy was moving around almost silently, but backing up against my cock. He’d been fucked and bred by at least three people, none of them me, the night before and felt loose and gaping. I asked him, ‘did you have fun yesterday, boy, sharing your slutty hole with all of the Pines?’ He moaned in agreement as my cock sunk into him. I told him that I’d let him have his own fun yesterday, including taking a known POZ pornstar’s load in the Meat Rack, but today I was in charge of who got to breed him. He loved that idea and pushed back onto my hardening cock with no lube necessary. After a few thrusts, his ass was streaky with white globs. I knew that cum was the spooge from yesterday’s multiple tops that had yet to seep into his guts. I eased out to push them back in. I really get off on other guy’s cum as lube, and I had a filthy idea. ‘Babe, today, you can take all the cock you want. But they have to pull out.’ As I pumped my cock into his used cunt, he looked shocked. ‘They can shoot their loads on your hole, but I get to push them into you.’ He squealed and pushed back onto my dick and milked my load into his chute. I left my boy a cummy mess and without showering pulled on my white speedo before gathering my bag to head to the beach. I set up my umbrella, chair, and towel down at the shore, right at the end just before the Meat Rack. I had been working out and was proud of my trim frame in my most revealing swimsuit. I’ve got a thick six-inch cock that the boys seem to enjoy. It’s not massive, but it gets my boy wet in all the right places, and he’s cool with me sharing it, just as I am cool sharing his holes too. It should also be mentioned that I ooze precum when I’m turned on. I can drip precum with only a slight chub. I got myself settled and dove into some trashy book, armed with a thermos of bloody mary mix and vodka. Every time I looked up, I’d see a sexy guy. More than once I felt myself drooling precum and noticed a translucent spot in the swimsuit fabric the size of a silver dollar right at the tip of my cock. Naturally, I’d trimmed out the lining for maximum visibility. I was staying cool in the shade of my umbrella but needed a piss. I though about taking a wizz in the dunes or in the ocean but was also out of booze. I figured it might be a good idea to check on my slutty boy, knowing he was cum hungry. I went back to the house and took a piss in the master bathroom. My boy wasn’t in bed, but heard familiar moaning and sweaty skin slapping skin and I figured out that he was servicing one of the weekly shares. I peeked through the cracked pocket door of the front bedroom and saw two of our housemates really working my boy over. The blond, Reggie, was on his back with his cock pointing straight up, splitting my boy’s cheeks wide apart. His husband, Alan, was holding my boy’s jaw to his dick and really pounding his throat. Reggie saw me in the door and froze. My boy was impatient and kept raising and lowering his bare hole up and down. Alan grinned and me and gestured for me to come in. I was hard and drooling precum, soaking my speedo. My boy heard the door slide open and paused, full of cock at both ends, eyes wide open. ‘Have your fun, friends, but don’t breed my boy,’ I said. Alan and Reggie nodded and my boy went back to moaning and bouncing. Reggie pulled out and shot streams of seed across my boy’s ass. Alan shot his load all over my boy’s pretty tan face. They held their position and I lapped their cum from boy boy’s face and both sets of cheeks. My boy groaned and we arranged him on his knees, ass up, and I spat and fingered their loads into his greedy ass. I pulled my wet dick out and used it to smear their cum into his eager pussy. My boy gave me a cummy kiss and thanked me for letting them get their seed into him. He now had three fresh loads sloshing around in his guts. I flopped my soaked dick back into my suit without cumming and headed back to the beach. To be continued…

3. “Be there in ten,” the text was from an unknown number and I had no idea who it was. While he was messing with my phone the twink had invited someone over. Maybe it was the bear I had given my address too? The uncertainty fed my hunger. A text from different unknown number came in, “Fuck that video of you taking that twinks cock is so hot. You want another load?” So, the twink had not only told guys they could come over he had sent them a video of him fucking me. I thought for a minute and then responded yes to this unknown person. I started going through Scruff and Grindr to see who the twink had talked to. It seemed he had given my number to almost a dozen guys and sent the video of his raw cock in my hole to several others. I felt used and expose, I loved it. Steadily guys responded. Some were apparently grossed out by the idea of using a cum filled whore, others were turned on by it. Guys unlocked their pics for me, but I barely glanced at them. Anyone who said they were interested I sent my number to. The buzzer went off, and I let whoever the twink had invited over in. I considered for a moment putting some shorts on before he got to the door but decided that it was pointless. He’d already seen me taking the last guys cock raw, and knew what he was coming over for. The mystery man knocked on the door and I opened it fully nude. It was not the bear I had been talking to, in fact I had no idea who the guy was. He was in probably his mid-twenties, right around six feet tall, and very thin. He had a cute slightly stubbly face, and floppy hair. He growled and pushed his way into the apartment. “My friend Alex told me that there was a horny cum dump here and I should come breed you. Hope it’s alright I came over unannounced.” “Um, yeah, you didn’t text me?” “No,” he laughed a little nervously, “Alex just gave me the address and I live just around the corner. Is that a problem.” “No,” I said, “its just, I think your friend Alex invited some others over too, and… well… someone said they would be here in just a few minutes.” “Fuck yes,” the new guy said, “We can breed you together. I’m sure he won’t mind. Why don’t you start sucking my cock and I’ll let him in when he gets here.” “Fuck, ok! Oh, I need you to take a video while you fuck me.” “Need?” “Well this guy, my… my Sir wants to see all the cocks I take today.” I could feel my cheeks flush as I spoke. “Damn, alright pig.” He winked at me and took his t-shirt off and pulled off his shoes. He dropped his shorts and underwear together and tossed all his clothes to the side. His ass was skinny but super hairy. My cock twitched looking at it. When he turned around my jaw almost hit the floor. I had thought his friend was hung but this boy put him to shame. Thich and already starting to stand out from his dense pubes this twink was packing a fucking tall boy. He leaned back against my door and guided my head towards his cock. I didn’t need much encouragement. I opened my mouth and swallowed his quickly stiffening cock. Just as I found my rhythm, and his balls had started slapping my chin the buzzer went off again. I made to pull off of his dick but he held my head in place with one hand and buzzed the guy in with the other. I kept gagging on his dick even as I heard footsteps coming down the hallway. The guy moved up a little so that he could open the door just as the knock came. Still on my knees with a cock in my mouth, I watched as the guy opened the door and let in the stranger. This was the bear I had been expecting. “Fuck, when you sent the video of you taking that cock I didn’t expect to find you with one still in your mouth pig. You breed him, yet kid?” “Nope just got here myself. The pig told me he was expecting someone else but I decided to stay and enjoy myself.” “Hey, the more the merrier.” They laughed as the twink pushed his cock all the way down my throat. I couldn’t see what the bear was doing but I assumed taking off his clothes. Then suddenly the twink pushed me off his dick, and said “get him hard.” I turned around to see the bear naked in front of me pulling on his semi erect cock. He was stocky with a little bit of a belly and covered in hair, literally the perfect definition of a bear. His chest hair swirled up towards his beard and connected at the base of his neck in a thick tuft that somehow made me weak. I crawled over to him and started sucking on his cock, feeling it swell till it was stretching my jaw. He was impossibly thick. At the same time the twink came up behind me, and pulled me onto all fours. I felt him spit on my hole and then slide into my slick guts. I moaned around the fat cock I was sucking and relaxed into the deep fucking he was giving me. “Oh fuck, this cunt is full of cum,” the twink said as he plowed into me. Each thrust of his cock forced more of the bears fat cock into my mouth making me almost choke each time. Some part of my brain was shocked at what I was doing, but mostly I was thrilled with myself, and that shocked me even more. “I need a turn in that cunt,” said the bear, pulling his dick out of my mouth, “switch with me.” “Where’s your phone pig. I’ll record him fucking you.” “Oh, the pig likes to be recorded does he?” “His Sir say he has to get video of every cock he takes.” They were talking about me like I wasn’t even there… and I liked it. I was nothing but a toy to them. I handed the twink my phone from where it lay on the floor as the bear lined up his fat cock behind me. “Make sure you get his face as I slide in, even with all this cum my cocks going to stretch him out.” The twink nodded that he was filming, and clearly had the camera aimed straight at my face. Then I felt the wide blunt head of the bear’s cock on my hole. He had been right, even with all the raw dick I had taken and the massive amounts of cum inside me his cock still was going to stretch me. There was a long moment of him pressing his cock against my hole before I took a deep breath and let it out slowly, relaxing so that his cock slid inside of me. I felt my eyes bug out, and my mouth hung open as I bloomed open for him. The bear grunted as he pressed the full length of his cock inside me. I was sweating and moaning, but also wiggling my butt against the bears furry hips. He started to fuck me slowly and the twink stepped forward so his cock was right in front of my face again. I swallowed him, tasting cum and ass juice on his dick. He continued to record as he fucked my face and the bear railed my hole. There was nowhere for me to go, and nothing for me to do. I was just a set of holes for them to use. I loved it, I loved my new role as cum dump. I was so thankful to Sir for starting me on this path, and I couldn’t wait to see him later that night to tell him so. The bear clearly wasn’t going to last long. He seemed intent on destroying me quickly and depositing his load. He bashed against my hole, grunting and dripping sweat, till suddenly with a low growl he slammed inside and held his cock in me while he unloaded. He let out a long sigh of relief as his balls drained deep inside of me. I squeezed my hole around his cock, milking the load out of him. “Fuck boy, I hope you enjoy that too day load.” He pulled out and slapped my ass. “Clean my dick off so I can go back to work.” I let the twink’s cock fall from my mouth and spun around to clean the cum from the bear’s dick. It slowly went soft in my mouth as I licked him clean, when he was satisfied he smacked his mostly soft cock on my cheek and got dressed and left. The twink in the meantime has slammed back in my freshly bred hole and started hammering away. He twisted his fingers into my hair and pulled my head back keeping me in place as he ravaged my ass. I was screaming and groaning, begging him to breed my ass. Despite his pace he took a long time to finally build up to a nut. My knees were sore and my neck ached from being pulled back, by the time I heard him grunting and felt a shift in his pace. He finally started to buck wildly in and out of my hole as he groaned “I’m cumming, I’m breeding your cunt.” For a long moment afterwards he held his cock inside of me, his body shaking. The slowly he pulled out. “Here’s your phone pig,” he handed me my phone back. “I added my number and sent myself a text so I can get in touch when I need to dump another load.” Then he left, and I was alone, naked and leaking cum in my living room.

totally naked. I like being naked all the time. always am naked whenever possible.

My whole body bare. Just the way I like my fucking.

I've been really short on days off the second half of this month, so I'm combining 2 trips into one post. On the 19th, I started another 3 day trip, SAT/SEA layovers again. In SAT I met up with my top bud there. He wanted another top to tag team me with, but it just wasn't happening. He came over to my hotel, and we'd kiss and make out for a while, then both go online to cruise. After about 90 minutes of this, we decided to get down to fucking, and it was awesome as usual. Once he gets in my ass he usually lasts about 15 minutes at the most, but getting to that point where he's ready to unload is really hot. We just click really well together. I got his load and even though it was getting kind of late, we went out for a quick bite to eat...fuck first, date after LOL. Second night was in SEA, where I was getting together with the multiple load top again. He fucked me 6 times on our first visit and I was eager to get the same treatment this time! I got checked in cleaned up and messaged him that I was ready. I was going to take an Uber up to his place, about 9 miles from downtown but he'd drive me back when we were done. I arrived and he was out back on his deck. We had a cocktail and chatted for a while before we moved inside to his bedroom. Well, I didn't get fucked 6 times this time, it was only 4. LOL "only" 4. I took his loads in multiple positions...2 were on my back, 1 on my stomach, and one doggy. He lives a couple of blocks off Puget Sound, and he took me back to the hotel going the scenic route. I forget how spectacularly green and beautiful it is up there. I guess I was back in my room by 7 or so and went online to try and get another load or two, but even though it was a Saturday night, it didn't happen. I picked up some dinner around 8:30 and called it a night. On the 23rd I was doing this same trip again. My SAT bud had a headache most of the day and just wasn't feeling it. And to be honest I wasn't either, I had one day off and had to go to bed at 7PM so I could get up at 2:30AM. I was exhausted. I checked in and headed to the hotel gym for some cardio. My gym was now open but I'd only done weights on the 2 visits I made since it reopened. After I finished I showered and prepped my ass (just in case) and was ready to go find an early dinner...it was about 5PM. I was logged into "Scruff" while I was looking at "Yelp" when I was hit up by a top guy, a couple fo miles away. He was at a bar and tried to get me over for a drink. He was 60, average build. Not the hot daddy type of 60, just your average 60. I told him I was kind of focused on food, but having trouble finding a place where I could have a light low carb meal. He actually suggested a place for me, and it sounded perfect. He said if I wanted, he'd meet me there at 6PM and we could have a drink while I ate. We met out front, and he wasn't exactly my "type" but he seemed pretty cool. We went in and sat in the bar area. I had 2 martinis and a light dish, and he had a couple of drinks as well. We actually had a very enjoyable time and some great conversation. When we were leaving, I *did* invite him up to my room and he accepted. He wasn't much of a kisser, but he was sporting a rock hard 7 inches. We fucked for only 15 minutes when he politely asked where I wanted his load (southerners are so polite LOL). I told him "in my ass, please" and he immediately unloaded in my hole. He'd like to get together again on my final final trip of the month, if my top bud isn't available. The following day I'm off to SEA again. The Multi-cummer top wasn't available due to a work training seminar online and other obligations. I was dead tired, so my plan was to hopefully find a guy or guys to come to my hotel. I check in, get cleaned up and ready, and get online. I'm on BBRT, A4A, Scruff, and Sniffies. I'm immediately messaged by a guy on Sniffies who's a white collar bi married guy. He sent me a pic of a beautiful thick veiny 8 incher. No face/body pic but he said he was 50's and athletic. His message said, "can you host?" I replied back, "absolutely, and I'm eager to for that hot dick". He then asked, "Im married to a woman, is that ok?" I said, "it's only a problem if you fucked her this morning and didn't wash your dick LOL". He said I made him laugh and he thought I sounded fun. He could be over in 30 minutes if that was ok. HELL YES! I had to meet him downstairs, and even though no face pic, he'd be arriving in a navy suit with red/blue striped tie. I got to the lobby at 3:30, and he arrived a couple of minutes later. He was 5'10", and looked like an decent build. When we got to my room, we kissed a bit and he started to undress. Holy shit did this guy have a beautiful body. His suit was kind of baggy, but once undressed I could see his lean/muscular/runner/swimmer build. He was completely smooth except for trimmed pubes. This bi daddy was fucking HOT! I sat him on the bed so I could kneel between his legs and worship that beautiful dick. "Fuck yeah" he said, "look at that hot man sucking my dick". I only sucked him a couple of minutes when he told me he needed to get in my ass. He put me on my back, ass on the edge of the bed. No lube, he spat on his hand and rubbed it on his dick and pressed the head on my hole. I took a hit of poppers and he slowly went balls deep. DAMN he felt amazing. He pushed my knees all the way to my chest so he could watch his dick going in and out of my ass. This was the only position we were in because he wanted to watch himself fuck me. It was, sadly, a fairly fast fuck. I think he pumped me for a total of 15 minutes before blew a massive powerful load in me. He stayed hard and I milked his dick as hard as I could. He smiled and said, "oh, you're a bad boy...fuck I'm still cumming". When he pulled out I immediately went to my knees and sucked his dick clean...he said "fuck yeah, you're DEFINITELY a bad boy". His cum tasted amazing, both salty and sweet. I asked him if he was working on July 1st, my final visit to SEA. Sadly, he and the wife are leaving town that day and I won't get to have him fuck me again. But he said I could email him if I ever get back and he'd be happy to breed me again. I'll gladly offer up my ass to him again, hopefully for longer next time. He was out the door by 4:10, and despite trying to get another top or two, I was unsuccessful. One guy working from home said he could be by at 5:30PM sent me a text at 9:30PM saying "I can head over now if you're ready". Ummm...4 hours later? No updates? I was dead tired and needed to rest. We may try again on the 1st, if he can keep focused and arrive within a reasonable time LOL. My final trip to SEA will be on July 1st, and the Multi-top put me on his calendar so we can meet up one more time. A couple of other guys have expressed interest, but we'll see. I don't expect people to make a firm commitment a week ahead of time, but I'll check in with them and see what the day brings me. Stay tuned.

I just took another poz load this morning!

I prefer to stay horny and deny myself a release until well after the prospect of getting another load has past. My focus in on pleasing a top, and that is where I get the most pleasure.

Bernie Sanders has NEVER registered as a Democrat, so the DNC shouldn't have allowed him to run for the Dem nominee, either in 2016 or this year. If the "Bernie or bust" crowd hadn't sat out the 2016 election, the selectoral college might've not been a factor. As for the orange moron, the RNC willingly hopped into bed with him like a $20 hooker. We need to take the Senate back and if he's not defeated, Moscow Mitch can be relegated to the dungheap of history. For all their false piety, the evangelicals backed a serial adulterer, just to further their antigay, antiabortion agenda. Biden is far from perfect, but anyone is preferable to the paranoid narcissist who currently occupies the oval office.

Nice! I wish I could write 1/2 as well as 1981virginia. There are some really talented writers on this site.

When I lived in Chicago I found uncut men were more willing to go bare then cut. Uncut definitely feels much better though.

I don't think I've ever dealt with a bully, but there was one guy I met one time through a mutual friend, he was such an asshole, one of those bro-dude douchebag types, super arrogant and obnoxious. I couldn't stand being around him...but my friend seemed to always bring him around. One time my friend came over my place to have a few drinks and ended up bringing him....one thing Led to another and I ended up outside on my patio with him railing my hole while my friend was passed out on my couch inside. He was such a hot fuck, his cock was huge, like 8.5 and really girthy. We exchanged numbers after that and we fucked at least 2-3 times a month till he moved to the west coast...I tried to contact him to see how he was doing... but he told me there's no point in speaking if he's not gonna be using my ass.

Mikey was another example of Seths hard work paying dividends. The tall, slender former straight boy with bright hazel eyes and a thick ten inch cock had long since retired from feeding it up inside his girlfriend. Instead, With Seths help and a few nudges from his friend Tina, Mikey learned all about servicing poz cocks of all shapes and sizes at Seths housewarming party four years ago. The welcome-to-the-neighbourhood gift of his girlfriends hummus that was once delivered by the bright-eyed gentleman turned into the idle snack on the kitchen counter for his breeders that night as Seth gently caressed Mikeys sweat soaked chest, whispering words of encouragement as he slid back and forth in the sling. Mikeys glassy confused eyes would meet Seths just long enough to groan after taking a load, hiss after a slam, or parrot the words Seth told him to say that while once a foreign tongue, now came so naturally. "fuck my pussy," "breed my hole," the pliant young man would giggle obediently, as his beautiful ass drank gallons of toxic jizz that night. These days he was just Mikey the roomate, Mikey the baker up the street, Mikey the understall expert who drained married cocks at the local department store, and Mikey the poz cumdump whos favourite sport was swinging in a sling, servicing thick hard cocks. Today he was Mikey the poptart theif with lunch. Seth and Jake plodded into the kitchen, towels on hips. Seth with a triumphant smile, like a race car driver crossing the finish line. Jake, with the sated composure of a man who'd just came, and who had absentmindedly forgotten about the warm poz cream trickling out of his swollen ring. As the boys sat down to eat Mikey called seth into the kitchen to find a bottle of wine. "who is the fuckmeat?" Mikey hushed. "hes our fuckmeat for the weekend. meet..." Seth dipped his fingers into his cunt and returned them to Mikeys lips, "Jake." Seth grinned, as mikey inhaled the delicious mix of seed and ass juices, licking them clean. "im making a nice poz cock for us to play with, and Jakes been a real good sport about it but I need him to really want that toxic pussy, mikey." seth instructed, as he peeled off Mikeys shirt and unbuttoned his shorts, chucking them into the hamper, they returned to the table. "where are your clothes?" Jake asked curiously. "Oh I normally change out of them after work, theyre all covered in flour and gross." mikey replied. "yeah, we dont typically wear a lot of clothes around here and im just about to get laundry started, so off with that towel mister" seth chimed, as he gathered up the load for the wash, he noticed Jakes cock was gathering its next load for mikey, the semihard tool rising once again to the occasion it was made for. Jake tried to busy himself with lunch but found he'd lost his appetite and instead was eyeing mikeys pierced nipples and distended jock. "Do ya waana see it?" mikey smiled, slipping his pierced ten inch fuck meat out for just a moment. "dont let it fool ya, im a total bottom. some guys just love the luxury of fucking a hung bottom though." mikey remarked as he turned around to showcase his slender hips and feminine curves. his ass wasnt as big as seths, but something about it drew Jakes attention. "you should fuck him Jake! youre hard, and when a top gets hard they need to fuck" seth instructed as he chewed his lunch. "I cant do that i kinda dont even know him?" Jake looked to seth, as if waiting for guidance before Mikey stepped toward Jake and gently took his cock. "you can fuck me whenever you want dude, I love to get fucked" and with that mikey began slurping away at Jakes neg cock. "watch those teeth buddy!" seth mumbled as he chomped away at a roll, reminding the skilled cocksucker to get in some prepwork to make sure there was a smooth transfer between poz hole and neg cock. "ow" jake hissed, as mikey turned around to spread himself. "sorry man, im not the best cocksucker but just look at this cunt." Mikey spat on his hand and worked a finger inside as Jake stood mesmerized at the size of mikeys swolen rosebud. "yeah" Jake whispered, his mouth had gone dry as he watched Mikeys hungry hole pulse around the three digits inside. "You GOTTA fuck mikeys hole jake, its really the best. i mean theres nothing better than being in a well stretched cunt dude. your cock is going to looove it!" seth chuckled from the kitchen as he washed a few dishes. Mikey slid his fingers from his hole and teased them around the head of Jakes cock, as Jake looked around. "do you two have condoms? we probably need a condom" Jake panted. "Ill start looking for some buddy let me see." Seth chuckled. Of course none of the boys could stand so much as a condom commercial in the house, let alone an actual rubber. "just let me just feel the head, please??" mikey pleaded, smiling and tickling Jakes sensitive glans as he gently backed toward him. Jake sighed. "Just the head, that cant hurt. Just in and out a few times while we wait for the condom" jake reassured to himself and pushed into the thirsty bottoms toxic cunt. "ah, thats nice. here, hold my hips" mikey smiled, as he began gently working his hips back and forth, "oh my god your hot" jake breathed, watching his thick purple head dance in and out of the slender long haired boys wet hole. "let me make it feel good. you can push more inside me, its ok, we'll stop just as soon as seth gets us a condom." mikey soothed, knowing Jake was already feeding more of his greedy neg cock into the boys cunt with increasing abandon. "turn around" jake urged, and mikey sat back on the table to lift his legs, exposing his shiny swolen rosebud cunt fully. Jake was hypnotized by the sight of mikeys horsecock, stretched balls, and glistening red inviting hole as he pushed fully inside him. "see? what did i tell ya jake. Mikeys got a real soft pussy to take care of big cocks with. he even works a few fists up that hole sometimes too" seth beamed, as he rested his hand at the base of Jakes back and encouraged him further. "remember what i said about that boy button? You can probably make mikey cum just with your cock. but you gotta fuck hard" Jake needed no encouragement as he was now fully sawing in and out of the toxic hole, working a creamy lather between the two of them as mikeys thick tool stood to attention. mikey was in heaven as he bounced back and forth on the table, his eyes to the ceiling. "please dont stop" mikey panted, as seth lifted his bloated ten inches and rested his hand underneath. "come on mikey give me that cum. just let the big cock fuck all that seed out" seth soothed, and as if on command mikey let out a long low groan and a slow stream of hot cum dribbled into seths waiting palm. "good job Jake!" seth beamed as if he had just caught the biggest fish in the lake. "now its your turn." he instructed, as he poured the bottoms toxic load onto jakes pistoning tool. "remember to push nice and deep and let all that cum out. mikey can take it, he loves cum." seth chirped, as he licked his hand clean. "im gonna cum" jake moaned softly. "thats right buddy just relax and cum right up inside that pretty red rose" seth watched as jake pushed firmly and held still, his shaft pulsing, his gutteral groaning, his chest rising and falling as he bred the boys poison cunt with a blissful look on his face.

6. Being Prepared James woke up in his own bed. He looked at his phone; there was a message from Tim. "That was a lot of fun. Having a few friends over for a parTy on Saturday. You want to come? It'll be a lot of fun." Tim had also told him more about Prep. You took it once a day. It kept you from getting infected with HIV. Tim had given him a name of a doctor; before he crawled out of bed, James looked him up online. He had a website, and James was able to snag a new Prep patient appointment later in the morning with a Dr. Tiago Suiza. The first part of the doctor's appointment was normal. Some paperwork, some blood-work, and the same questions asked by multiple people. The doctor explained Prep. James tried to keep his attention on Dr. Suiza; the dark-skinned doctor had a thick, trimmed beard. He barely noticed as the nature of the questions started to change. Then, finally one he couldn't ignore. "How many sexual partners have you had in the past week?" James blushed; he had to count. There was the superintendent, Josh, Mitchell, and then Tim. "Four," he said. "Just since Monday?" Dr. Souza said. "Yeah," James said. "I can see why you want Prep." The doctor asked a few more questions, and then told James they needed to wait for the blood test results to make sure he wasn't already infected. It would be in an hour or two. He would call in the prescription, then call James. To pass the time, James went to the gym; he had already packed a gym bag. He looked around for Tim, but the trainer was no where to be seen. James spent his time working on his pecs and arms. He was wondering what kind of friends Tim had, and what the party vibe would be. He had a brief fantasy that they would all get naked, smoke some weed, and fuck. After the workout, in the locker room, he stripped down, and went into the sauna. There was one other guy in the sauna; it wasn't until James had closed the door that he realized the man was actually Josh. Then he realized that Josh's towel was by his side, and his dick was hard. Josh had recognized him. "Jimmy, right?" "I took your advice. It's James now." "Good." He stroked his cock idly. "Damn I'm horned up. You want to get me off." It wasn't a question; it was a demand. James was already horned up; seeing such a beautiful cock only made him more so. He got on his knees and took Josh's dick in his mouth. It was warm and wet with sweat and pre-cum. The salt tasted good to James after his workout, and he forced the entire length into his shaft. "Fuck," Josh moaned. "You are good. I'm not going to last long." Josh kept up his cocksucking, not holding anything back. He had already licked up all the pre-cum, now he wanted the real thing. "Feed me," James said, before sliding all the way back down his shaft. "FUCK YEAH," Josh grunted, although not too loudly. His dick pulsed, throbbed, and then exploded. The thick wads of cum filled Josh's mouth, and he struggled to swallow it all. "Oh fuck, that was good," Josh said as he rubbed the top of James's head. "Thanks for getting me off." He grabbed his towel, stood up, and stepped over James. James was still kneeling, wondering why he had just done that. It was in a public area, and anyone could have walked in on them. Tim could have seen it. He wondered what Tim would have thought if he had seen him sucking off Josh in the sauna. It seemed so promiscuous and slutty, and he wasn't sure he wanted to be that kind of guy. But he couldn't deny the erection between his legs. But, before he could do anything, the door opened again. The new man said something to Josh. "...try him out." the new man said; the voice was familiar. James tried to turn to see who it was, but his position made that hard. Then the man spoke. "Josh said you were a great cocksucker, and I needed to try you out." It was his doctor.

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Chapter II. Back at the beach, I figured it was time for a dip. The water was still chilly for August, so I didn’t stay in long. As much as liked my cock covered with semen, I figured it couldn’t hurt to rinse it off a bit. I fished my dick out and let the ocean wash off a few gloops of cum before plopping it back into my suit. When I came out of the water, my suit was nearly transparent. My dick and pubes were clearly on display. I settled back into my chair and saw a familiar face, and tattooed body, walk by. Not only did I remember Billy’s piggy bareback videos from online, I thought his twinky body was sexy especially pounding raw hole, but what really got me going was the small biohazard tattoo right between his shoulder blades. When I stumbled upon him plowing some lucky bottom in the Meat Rack the day before, I nearly came without touching myself. I did, in fact, cum as he shot his load deep into the bottom’s butt. Only when the bottom swung around to clean off Billy’s dick did I know it was my boy who had just willingly taken his POZ load. Billy smiled at me as he walked past me. I wasn’t sure if he recognized me from the Rack or if he simply liked what he saw. He winked at me, so I got up and started chatting. ‘Remember that boy in the Rack yesterday? The one you bred on his knees in the sand?’ ‘Which one?,’ he chuckled. I told him that the boy was mine. He started to apologize, but I made it clear that I was into watching it, and into sharing my boy’s hole with strangers. Billy grinned ear to ear. He turned around and pointed to his tattoo asking, ‘even strangers with this tattoo?’ Now it was my turn to grin. I asked Billy if he’d had lunch yet, and he asked what I was going to serve him, ‘My boy’s sweet ass,’ I replied. We headed back to the house, our cocks growing with each step along the boardwalk. By the time we’d reached our porch, Billy’s uncut cock was poking out of the top of his swimsuit. Mine was pushed down and bulging out, another wet spot seeping through as I leaked copious precum. My boy was lounging on the back deck, naked, and scrolling through one of the hook-up apps on his phone. ‘We have company,’ I said, drawing his attention. He leapt up and threw his arms around me, excited to see that I’d brought along a friend to pound him. I reached around to finger his hole and felt a big gloop of seed roll out onto my fingers. Billy had stepped out of his shorts and was slapping his big hefty cock into his open palm. I got my boy onto his knees sideways in the lounge chair and leaned forward. My boy gobbled my dick to the root and I spread his cheeks wide apart. Billy slapped his meat against my boy’s crack and slid back and forth. My boy pushed his hole back and open and a fresh pearl of cum oozed out. Billy grinned and asked me how many loads he’d already taken today. I told him three and he nodded saying, ‘Soon to be four!’ As he slid into my boy’s guts, I told him, ‘Don’t cum in my boy, man.’ He froze and glared at me. ‘I want you to cum on his hole and let me push it inside him.’ He shook his head laughing, figuring out that I am just as piggy as my boy, and started pounding my boy’s raw hole. Billy pulled out of my boy and a torrent of cum gushed out. ‘Let’s not waste that,’ he said as he roughly spun my boy around so his shoulders were on the deck and his ass was straight up. Cum laid splattered on his ass. Billy stepped to the side and let me use my cock to guide that cum back into his savaged hole. I gave him a few pumps and Billy tapped my shoulder. I got out of the way and Billy slid right in, balls deep. My boy groaned and cursed as Billy really used him. When he was close, Billy pulled out. I was jerking myself as he shot several impressive volleys of cum onto my boy’s open hole. Some of his seed melted into his freshly-fucked hole, but most was splattered on his cheeks and running down his upturned thighs. I smeared it all onto my cock and pushed that POZ load into my hungry boy’s hole. I heard Alan and Reggie hooting and clapping as my boy righted himself and took a bow. The neighbors, two couples, at the next house were also applauding. That made four loads inside my boy’s cunt, and those four made him hungry for four more. To be continued…

its a pretty good spot. as you know its right dt so there are a LOT of people close by and people could walk by and see anytime.theres decent "cover" with the double dumpster but not really and the dumpsters are tall enough to bend me over against them and the ground is smooth for guys who want me down on my hands n knees to fuck me or piss on me

I’m a top and I love to fuck raw. I especially like to fuck a pre used hole, slick with cum, the sloppier the better. Whilst I want the bottom to enjoy themselves, to me this is secondry, a bottoms role is milk my cock for my thick and creamy poz gift.

Story by Gabriel on 23 Apr 2015 "Where the fuck are you man?" Alex muttered to himself as he walked down the stairs that led down a long back-alley on his way to his apartment. He tried Martin's cell phone again as he approached the door to his place...it went straight to voice-mail. Alex and Martin were childhood friends, since kindergarten thirty years now, and work with each other in a New York real-estate firm. They were supposed to meet for drinks that night. They have girlfriends, but like to mess around with each other as well, a little male bonding every now and then to make it interesting. "Fuck it!" Alex exclaimed, putting away his cell as he fumbled for his keys on an unseasonably rainy and cold October night, it's been a long day and his friend was supposed to me him at the local bar, the White Eagle in lower Manhattan. Martin was distressed, very upset about something, Alex reluctantly agreed to meet him, he had a long day at work and he was really tired but....Martin never showed up anyway. At least he got this girls' phone number while he waited, so the day was not lost. Alex finally found the right key to his front door when a noise caught his attention. Something moved down the alley by the steps he just went down. "Hello? Who's there..." he called out, smiling to himself as he realized how movie cliché that sounded. Something always bad happens to someone each time after they say that. 'Stupid cats'. Alex muttered under his breath. As he opened his door, he heard a noise again. The rain started to intensify as the garbage cans in the alley rocked back and forth from the wind disturbing them. A few lids came undone and blew across the narrow alley. Alex looked up and down the alley saw nothing then as he was about to enter his apartment a looming dark figure blew past him knocking him down. Alex barely caught it in his peripheral vision but that thing was huge! "What the fuck!" Alex yelled as he looked around startled. "Shit!...what the hell man!" he said as he got up and brushed himself off. He turned around only to find this huge dark figure standing in front of him, he tried to say something but the words didn't come. The outside lights that illuminated the alley created a silhouette of the figure, he couldn't make out what it looked like but it was seven feet tall if not more! A vice-like grip enveloped his entire body to the point he thought his body will be crushed. He felt the warm, musty breath on his face the figure panted as it held him suspending him a few inches off the ground. Alex felt his feet leave the pavement, swinging in mid-air, he didn't dare look at this beast or whatever it was, paralyzed with fear, he didn't want to see it...and then...everything went black... The next morning Alex woke up with a splitting headache and his body felt like it was made out of lead. He could barely get up off the floor. 'Oh man....what in theeee fuuuck....what-the-fuck happened last night...' Alex said quietly as he awoke, rubbed his eyes and face and realized he was completely naked and the front door was wide open. Water found it's way into the walk-in apartment Alex rents in a Park Slope Brooklyn, Brownstone. He held his head in his hands for a few more minutes, gathering his bearings. The windy rain was slamming the front door back against the wall. "Aw fuck... that's great! That's just great!" Alex exclaimed irritated realizing the mess that was all over the floor. His legs still a little shaky, Alex stood up and closed the door. He shuffled over to the closet and got the mop to clean up the partial flood in his living room. As he did so he noticed how dirty his body was, his arms were dirty, his feet were muddy, sandy, as if he just walked off the beach, his hair was messed up and dried blood was around his nose and mouth. He tasted it as he ran to the bathroom to check out what the hell was going on, flinging the mop to the floor. The reflection in the mirror startled him. "Oh shit...Oh my God....what....in theeeee hellll man..." he said quietly, slowly out-loud, gazing at this strange figure in the mirror he at first, couldn't recognize. It was as if he was swept up in a hurricane, his face was muddy as was his hair and littered with debris, matted, dirty and damp. Alex ran his fingers through his hair and over his face. He grabbed a tissue and dabbed at his bloody nose. He immediately turned on the shower and leaped into the tub and frantically started to soap himself up from head to toe. The warm water was stinging at first but eventually comforting. His body ached, it was sore all over, as if he had quite the work-out the previous night. As he was washing up he replayed that entire night in his mind. He went to a bar, waited for his friend Martin, who never showed up and never called, got a number from this smokin' hot chick and went home...that's it. So what in the hell did he do that he wound up this fucked up?! The dirt was washing away down the drain as Alex hosed off each part of his body thoroughly. The soap found it way into tender places on his body. Stinging and burning spots that were scratched or pitted with small abrasions and long scratches on his back, shoulder-blades and chest. One of his nipples was sore but other than that he was okay. Alex turned off the water and was gently toweling himself off, stepping out of the shower stall he couldn't help but wonder why the hell were his muscles so sore? From the chest down it felt like he fell down an elevator shaft or something, each step hurt like hell. He reached in the medicine cabinet from some aspirin and popped two of them. "Fuck!" Alex said, as a cold chill ran through the apartment. The front door was open, again, and the wind chilled the apartment down a bit but other than the damp floor no one seemed to have come inside. Why would they, the front door to the apartment was down a long alley, so a stranger didn't exactly see into Alex's place, it was pretty secluded from the public view. Alex went to close the door and noticed an object gleaming in the alley, as he approached it he realized that it was his cell phone! It just dawned on him that he had no idea where his clothes were, his wallet was in his leather jacket and it was nowhere in the apartment! He ran out into the alley with just a towel around his waist frantically searching for that jacket. But...it was gone, so was his shirt, so were his pants, shoes, socks! He looked around up and down the narrow alley running back and forth desperately looking in each possible corner of that alley, as if possibly he missed a spot were his clothes would've been...but to no avail. Alex went back inside slowly closing the door, mopped up the rest of the remaining water off the and put away the mop. The cell-phone was okay, not even scratched, it was water-proof so the rain soaking it was not a problem. The problem now was to call his bank and cancel those damn credit cards he lost. Not to mention the $54 in lost cash and that chicks number too! As Alex dialed his bank, as he waited for customer service, he thought about the previous night and was at a loss to explain what happened to him. He didn't drink that much and he can hold his liquor, he was no falling down drunk. The customer service representative answered within a few rings. "How may I help you today?" she said cheerfully. "Yes I'd like to cancel my credit cards...I lost my wallet, I have no idea what happened to it." Alex said speaking to the National Bank customer service rep. "Ok sir, I will cancel those and issue you new ones, you should receive those within forty-eight hours, can I assist you with anything else sir?" the female voice asked. "No, that's all, thanks a lot...oh wait, have those cards been used yet?" "No sir, the last activity was $45.34 at Home Depot...and $12.00 at a bar called..." "Yea that was mine..." Alex interrupted. "As long as no one else got to it I'm glad..." "Yes sir, thank you for being such a long-time customer and if I can be of further assistance my name is Jessica feel free to call us back with any further questions." "Okay, thanks a lot...thank you." Alex said as he hung up. As he did, he noticed that his nails were brittle, his toes as well, they practically disintegrated as he rubbed them, his thumb nail fell off completely. "What the..." Alex started to say as his cell-phone rang, it was Martin. Alex put him on speaker as he started to examine his fingers one by one. "Hey...man...how you doin' bro..." Martin said, sheepishly. "Oh don't give me that 'how you doin' shit man, where the fuck were you last night anyway? I was at the Eagle for hours!" Alex shot back, looking at each of his fingers on both hands. "I was feeling a little under the weather...but I called didn't you get my message?" "No I didn't get the message, I checked dozens of times...since you never called otherwise I would've got it, I had my phone on all night...not to mention some weird shit happened to me last night you won't fuckin' believe this I was..." "Um yea, my phones battery is low...you're kinda breakin' up so...can we meet at my place this time...later today? Martin said, cutting Alex off. "Yea....sure man...you okay?" Alex asked. Martin sounded nothing like his usual self, life of the party, loud and boisterous, and that's without a few drinks in him...but this Martin was different somehow. "Yea...yea I'm fine, I just need to tell you something, about my trip to Europe, you know I was going to tell you something last night...but...well lets' just get together soon, you need to hear this in person." Martin said, his tone more serious now. "Okay, okay I'll come over tonight around seven, sound good?" Alex replied. "That's fine bro...but make it closer to 10 PM. I'll tell you everything then." "Um, yea, ok 10 it is then...wait tell me 'everything'?...everything about what?....and why so late!" Alex shouted into the phone, his curiosity peaking. But he was met with a dial tone...Martin had already hung up. "What the fuck is going on with that boy! And what the fuck is going on with me!" Alex yelled aloud, going into the bedroom to get dressed. As he was picking out his clothes, Alex started to feel different, something was different about him. He felt warm, his nose was runny. He felt body-aches as if he was coming down with a cold or something. 'Oh great, I'm getting the flu now?' he thought to himself. He looked over at the full-length mirror in his bedroom and looked himself over. Alex was a muscular man, not the tallest guy, but at 5'6" his body was lean and ripped. He took pride in his workout routine and how he took care of himself. This time he noticed how much more defined his muscles were, his cock was semi-hard at the moment but that was not surprise, his big dick was always jumpin' around in his pants. Alex's dick got hard with a mild breeze blowing through his jeans, or checking out other fit bodies be they male or female. Nevertheless, his veins in his arms seemed to pop more, his thighs were more muscular and defined....his pecs seemed to be even more defined as well. It didn't surprise Alex much, he works out with a disciple that Army recruits don't even have but....something was different. He felt warm and his balls hung lower than normal, he was running a fever. Alex could feel it, low-grade but a fever none the less, his glassy eyes confirming it. He thought about calling Martin back and telling him he'd come by tomorrow but thought better and was determined to go and find out what the fuck was making Martin act so weird. Ever since his trip across Europe he came back different somehow, a little 'off'. Alex slipped on his boxers, socks and pulled on a white tank top. He went into the bathroom to brush his teeth and noticed his front tooth was slightly chipped. "Oh crap..." he said as he swirled his tongue around the tooth and touched it with his finger. "That's gonna cost me to fix...shit." Alex called in to work and told them he was taking a sick day, now way was he in any shape to go to work and that fever could be something more than just a common cold with flu season in full swing. Alex took another aspirin and grabbed a glass of water, he wasn't in the mood to eat anything just yet. He turned on the TV and just closed his eyes for a few minutes...but he wound up drifting off to a deep sleep. Alex was dreaming... ...he was running through and alley, from his apartment, through the streets of Park Slope and into Prospect Park, running like he never ran in his life, he could smell the grass under his nose and feel the wind whistle in his ears, he ran into a man, a jogger or someone like that, that man looked up a look of horror fell over his face, and screamed! So did Alex...he shot up in his couch, there was as thunder storm raging outside, Alex was sweating and shaking but his fever seemed to be gone. Looking down at his boxers, they were soaking wet...wet with semen he had a wet-dream! A wet-nightmare was more like it. 'Oh fuckin' hell! Really? Really!' he said to himself in disbelief. He stood up and the semen ran down his legs, as he reach for a box of tissues to wipe it up. Alex's cock felt tender, swollen in fact, it was semi-erect but felt different than normal. It looked different too, something was off. It reminded him of a canine cock almost! 'No, no I'm nuts is all...get a hold of yourself boy...get a hold of yourself!' he muttered. Alex was bleary-eyed and chalked it off to just coming down off a major hangover or something. He went into the bedroom to get another pair of boxers, slipped them on and was looking for his jeans. He felt his dick twitch, and tingle as it began to get hard. His cock swelled and hardened and was tenting his boxers, the head of his cock straining through the fabric and burst through the fly! He was startled, shocked, at it's appearance. His hard cock was more animal-like than human! Like a canine penis. He stared at it in shock and disbelief, clutching it as if to stop it from becoming this, this thing! But it felt awesome! In spite of it's appearance Alex found himself grabbing it, clutching it, jerking it ferociously with both his hands. Grabbing at this balls, pulling on them, ripping off his shorts and yanking furiously at his dick til it spurt semen all over the floor in the bedroom, his balls tightened so much he thought they'd burst! His cock twitched as some residual cum leaked out of the tip and ran down the shaft splattering on the floor. 'Oh fuuuuuckin' hell that felt sooo goooood...' Alex whispered as closed his eyes and slowly slid down the wall behind him, feeling a tingling chill shoot though his whole body.... Alex woke up again, he had passed out and was lying on the floor in his bedroom. 'Damn man...what the hell was that all about!' Alex thought, holding his head and sitting straight up. Thinking about that disturbing dream he just had, was it a dream? Or something else? He grabbed his dick and examined it, looked normal to him. Alex was relieved, laughed to himself even, how could he have thought his cock was canine looking? Ridiculous! His balls ached a bit, but in that good way, the way a man feels after his jizz goes flying or spurting in his boxers during a wet-dream, there's no feeling quite like that...nightmare or not. He was a little disturbed as to why he found himself in his bedroom when he remembered falling asleep on the couch but he chalked that up to the drunken state he must've been in. It had to have been alcohol related...had to be. Alex looked at his cell phone the time said 9:34PM. 'Oh shit! I slept through the entire morning and afternoon....wait...did I go to work..yea...no I didn't I didn't?!' Alex exclaimed, questioning his memory and his sanity. He ran into the bathroom splashed some cold water on his face and got ready to met up with Martin, he was going to be late but fuck it, let him wait. As Alex on the faucet he suddenly started to drink the water coming out of the faucet, cupping it in his hand and lapping it up, ten to fifteen handfuls of water! But it wasn't enough. He went to the refrigerator and took out bottle after bottle of water and drank five medium sized bottles. Alex suddenly smelled the turkey in his refrigerator as well, taking slice after slice of it and eating it without bread, just all by itself...and it wasn't enough. Alex was feeling a craving for food like he never did, even post workout, he took out all the bread, cottage cheese, yogurt, celery sticks and devoured it all. Everything that was left in the fridge was gone...plus three more water bottles that were in there. 'What the hell is happening to me?' Alex thought as he sat in the kitchen, rubbing his hands over his face, looking at the crumbs and various remnants of food left on the table, and the empty refrigerator....staring at it all in disbelief. Alex rationalized it of course, he had a bad night, he did eat last night but he was just really, really.....really hungry is all. That's all...nothing more...right. He was suddenly aware of a presence outside his front door, someone was there...he went over to the door and opened it slowly....no one. Stepping out into the alley, Alex did notice someone. It was David, the grocery store manager across the street, he recognized the smell of his cologn. Sometimes he worked late at night in his office. He wore way too much cologne, he could smell David a mile away and....he just did! He literally did, Alex smelled that bad cologne before David was anywhere near his place! His mind was racing, there's no way he could've smelled David from the apartment that far off...and yet... Alex rubbed his hands over his face. 'What is this....what-is-this!' He wondered. Maybe he was losing his mind.... Alex seemed more acutely aware of his surroundings more than ever before, and his appetite increased. He had no rational explanation for it, hungrier, hornier than ever before! His cock vacillated between getting semi-erect and fully erect again and his balls-ached they got so tight! He was hornier than all hell, nothing new here, but even for him it was distracting...he had to rub one out before he left...he had to!! Once again Alex found himself clutching his balls, grabbing at them and furiously stroking his dick till he shot his load on the throw-rug just inside his doorway...thick jizz gushed from his hard cock splattering on the floor, the last few shots spurted forcefully landing on the floor beyond the carpet. Alex let go of his still hard, pulsing cock, as some more residual semen gushed out. Alex arched his back in pleasure, his balls were so tight as the semen ran down his throbbing shaft, making it way down over his balls before falling onto the carpet beneath. 'Ohhh....fuuuuuuuck yeeeeaaa...' he moaned. 'Fuuck yeeeeaaaaa...' he said as he continued to moan rubbing his neck and ran his hands over his pecs, his nipples responded by hardening immediately. His big cock hardened so much Alex winced for a minute or so...feeling the blood coarse and pound through his cock, watching it throb....finally it started to go down, a few more drops of semen dripped out as he rubbed his erect nipples. He was so lost in the pleasure that he almost didn't hear his cell phone ringing, waking him up from this latest intense jack-off session. Alex ran over to the phone and picked it up, it was Martin. "Yea sorry man, I know, I'm late, I'm late...but..." "No that's okay bro, I want you to meet me at this location...I'm sending you the address now..." Martin said. "Wait we're not meeting up at your place?" Alex asked incredulously. "Yea it's better if you met me here today." Martin insisted. "And hurry up....moon's rising getting stronger." Before Alex could answer Martin hung up. Alex read the text message Martin sent with the address. It was strange since that location was near the water-front. He went over to this computer and looked up the address, it was a desolate location with abandoned factories and warehouses. Alex was more confused now than ever, what the hell could be going on with Martin? "Moons' getting stronger...rising?" 'The fuck was that all about?' Alex muttered. Why meet him in some abandoned factory? Nevertheless he grabbed his keys and ran out, getting into his Jeep Wrangler and entering the address into his GPS. Alex arrived at the location about forty minutes later where Martin told him to be. Alex drove through the deserted streets, turning down a desolate alley it was about 11:20 PM and not a soul was about in that part of town. The streets were empty outside of a few trucks and abandoned cars. Alex drove around til he saw Martin's car, a classic Oldsmobile 442 was parked in an empty employee parking lot next to a open warehouse door. Martin was waiting, he waved him over, smiling. Alex parked next to Martin's car, shut off the engine and stepped out, his dick semi-hard...again, he felt that different feeling again as well. As Alex approached a smiling Martin, before Alex knew it Martin ran up and hugged him, hugged him....held him close like just found a long lost brother or something. Alex smiled and hugged him back, Martin stepped back and looked at Alex's crotch. "Bulgin' big bro as usual." he said with a laugh. "Yea, well you didn't call me out to this place to tell me that, so..." "No definitely not." Martin said chuckling. Martin just smiled at Alex...for what seemed like an eternity. He just looked at an incredulous Alex looking back at him with a 'what the fuck' look on his face. "Well? Why'd you call me out here...seriously what is this?" Martin finally spoke, he hugged Alex and motioned to the stair-case leading up to the second floor of the deserted warehouse. Alex followed Martin upstairs, and as they reached the top of the stairs and went inside the largely empty cavernous space. Martin ran inside and waved his hands in the air spinning around a few times. "I brought you here, because you and me are...kindred spirits now...please don't hate me too much with what's about to happen man." Martin said, his tone more serious and yet not frightening or threatening. Alex was a bit irritated now, and simultaneously feeling uneasy with all the mystery crap and demanded an explanation...for everything. "Will you tell me what the fuck is going on or I'm outta here Martin!...I mean enough already!." Alex shouted. Martin continued to smile. "Have you been feeling at bit under the weather, flu-like symptoms, but not really...hornier than usual...hungrier than usual...shit like that?" Martin asked. "Well...yea...yea, thought it was just a bug goin' round is all..plus I'm always horny...so?" "It's more than that Alex...much more....so much more." Martin said looking out the large cracked factory window. Alex just looked at him making a puzzled face. "Something wonderful is about to happen to you Alex...something incredible...a gift really...an unreal but amazing gift, I hope you accept it as I did." Martin said, gazing up through the skylight as the rising moon's brightness seemed to intensify. "Ok, that's it....I'm outta here..." Alex said turning to leave. "...if you're having some mental breakdown, or something..." "No, no, nothing like that....have you seen the moon tonight? It's full...not that it always needs to be but it does start the metamorphosis." Martin said cryptically. "Yea so, I mean who gazed up at the moon anymore, everyone's on their fucking smart-phones oblivious to the world around them....not, not looking anybody in the eyes...wait metamorphosis...what...fuck you talkin' bout man?!" Alex shouted, as he rubbed his eyes and leaned against a wall, feeling a bit faint, nauseous his insides feeling warm and tingly he ran his hands over his face a few times. His body felt itchy, tingly. "It's beginning Alex...it's beginning...soon you'll realize what." Martin said cryptically. "What the fuck happened to you in Europe exactly...you didn't call for weeks, no one knew where you were...I mean....." Alex's voice trailing off as he spoke, he started to sweat. Martin ran over and helped Alex down to the floor. "What're you doing man....seriously!" Alex said struggling to get up. "No! No, no! Just relax, don't fight it...let it happen it'll be less painful if you just let it happen..." Martin insisted. Alex tried to get up but...he couldn't, he was dizzy, the factory skylights seemed to spin and laying on the floor was much better than standing up. "Let...let what happen?...what's happening to me?!..." Alex asked weakly, agitated and feeling hot, sweat was pouring down his face and body, he took off his jacket and started to breath heavily. "Um...it's better if you take your clothes off man...seriously...saves on the wardrobe believe me." Martin said matter-of-factly grinning, trying to undress Alex quickly. "What the fuck you doin'!... what're are you talkin' bout man? I'm not...takin' anything....off here..." Alex started to say, trying to push Martin away as he went over and started to undress him, taking off his shirt and attempting to take off Alex's pants, unbuckling his belt. "Get the fuck away from me man! What the fuck dude? What the fuck!....seriously, you losin' it or something?!" Alex screamed, pushing Martin away violently. "I'm just tryin to make it easier for you bro is all..." Martin insisted as he took off his own jacket and clothes, he took off his shoes and pants. He put his clothes in a neat pile on an old chair stripping off his undershirt and boxers and ran over to Alex completely naked now. Alex looked at his friend, incredulously. "Dude! What-THE-FUCK-ARE-YOU doing?! Why are you...naked...why..." Alex's voice trailed off as he shook, and held his head. "What is...this....I'm so...sooo dizzy...so..." "Ok, ok, just let it happen, the more you fight it the worse it'll be..." Martin said insistently. The next event happened quite quickly as the moon came up and Alex was sweating profusely, his body seemingly coming undone or loosening up somehow. He started to grab at his chest his nipples seemed to be on fire, tingling and very tender, sensitive, his pectoral muscles started to spasm as his nipples painfully hardened, protruding through his shirt. His chest was starting to expand ever so slightly. Alex felt his muscles quivering, spasming under his shirt, as if his ribs were trying to push through his skin, then his entire musculature trembled and spasmed slowly at first, uncontrollably. "Seriously man take your clothes off...shoes...loose it all! I'm telling you...you need to!..." "Okay damn it!! fuck!! I'll take them off! Why though!? Fuuuuuk!! What's....what's going on?! Tell me!" Alex screamed in pain as he frantically grabbed at his shoelaces and took off his boots, tearing at his shirt, grasping at his belt buckle undoing it. Pulling off his jeans and stripping down to just his tank-top and boxers, but after that he fell to his knees, he was becoming something....changing, transforming into something. Martin tried his best to see him through it. "Just let it happen bro it'll be okay... in a little while..it's always bad the first time..." Martin said as he stepped back and away from Alex, he knew what was about to happen and gave him some room. "Whaaaat do ...you mean..it...it...oh shiiiiiit....." Alex tried to speak but his body started transforming, Alex's smooth body was sprouting hair, dark hair almost imperceptibly at first. Alex spun around, arching his back, as he writhed on the ground. He fell on all fours, watching as his body was transmuting, he noticed his finer nails started to get longer, claw-like! He felt itchy all over he was scratching his body as the hair sprouted from each follicle of his body, increasing in thickness by the second from head to toe. His dick suddenly became painfully erect pushing against the inside of his boxers, the veins throbbing on it's shaft, pulsing, his throbbing cock-head ripping through his boxers, pre-cum was dripping from it like a faucet! Alex looked down at this throbbing cock in disbelief of what was happening to him. "Oh! Fuck..Fuckin' hell! What's ha..happening to me! Whaaaaaaaat!" Alex screamed, watching in horror as his body was changing into...something...something he couldn't imagine. Alex stood up, unsteady on his feet as he was rubbing his hands across his body in a vain attempt to stop whatever was happening. His chest heaved, stretching, increasing in size, widening, his nipples were so hard Alex grabbed his chest in an attempt to stop it, somehow, but to no avail. Whatever was happening was continuing...a force not to be stopped. Every inch of his body was twitching, moving, reforming into something....new. His cock twitched a few times and began to spurt thick white gobs of semen on the floor. It poured down the shaft of his cock in gushing streams , his balls tightened hard against his body, as they unloaded their contents. His beard thickened and started to grow, hair was growing all over his body. "Oh shit!...what the fuuuuuuuuck!" Alex yelped, his voice crackling, changing as well. He looked at his arms and grasped at this face. His skin was stretching slowly as his body started to morph into...something... his fingers, hands, and legs were growing...taking on a canine shape....a wolf's shape! "Martin! Martin! Help me man! Help me man!!, make it stop! Aw fuuuuck!" Alex screamed in a shaky growling voice, his eyes bloodshot and welling up with tears as he writhed on the concrete factory floor, his body continued sprouting more thick gray and black fur, which protruded through his tank top ripping it to shreds. His hands as well as fingers lengthened as did his feet and toes stretching three times in size. He looked down at his legs as they stretched, his skin seemingly ripping apart as thick black hair grew on them! His hands and knuckles creaked and made cracking noises as they transformed getting longer and hairier. Martin was a few feet away....motioning with his hands in a calming way to just 'let it happen'. "I can't stop it man, you have to give into it, it'll go easier on you if you just let it happen, don't fight it man! It's the fighting that makes it worse than it could be!" Martin reiterated. Alex watched Martin, his eyes pleading for him to help make it all stop...somehow. But Martin just watched, unable to help as his friend continued to change, there was no stopping it. Alex stood up and let out a high-pitched scream arching his back violently as he fell to the floor. His spinal vertebrae pushed through his skin as a tailbone ripped through his lower-backs' skin snaking out, forming a long tail stretching the skin over it, long black hair grew in covering it. His shoulder-blades were creaking and cracking gaining in size and mass his legs lengthening. His hands elongating, claws growing out from where his finger-nails once were, long and sharp, blood leaking down from his hands. Alex screamed trying to do something, anything to lesson his torturous transformation. "Help meeeeeeeeee!! someonnne!! anyonnne!!! No! Nooooo! Nooooo! This is noooooot hapennnnning!" But it was happening, there was no stopping it. A mix of grunts and screams echoed off the distant walls of the cavernous factory as he writhed in pain as his fingers and toe-nails grew longer, thicker and sharper as they protruded out as newly forming claws. His skin was stretching as the muscles and bones grew bigger and longer, his torso elongated as well. Alex's body shook and twisted violently as he felt his abs stretching and tried to clench them from doing so but to no avail. His muscles stretched, ripped and grew to accommodate his newly forming body. He crawled along the floor tin a vain attempt to escape this somehow, but there was nowhere he could go...no way to stop this. His entire skeletal and muscular structure was morphing, transmuting every part of his human body, reshaping into his new, inhuman..lupine body. The boxers and tank top he still had on stretched as far as their stitching allowed, shredded, ripped, and tore off as his body as the transformation continued, his ears stretched out and up as his skull cracked and flexed reshaping as well. Alex's screams were muffled and morphing into loud grunts now, growls and roars, as well as painful whimpers more canine than human as he collapsed on his back twisting and turning as his DNA was being rewritten. His fingers continued to grow longer, thick fur was growing over them. All he could do is lay there writhing and convulsing on the floor till his transformation completed. He could feel the hairs as they sprouted from beneath his skin, all over his once smooth abs and body, Alex turned and managed to up-right himself on all fours again. He felt his bones, muscles and skin being pulled and elongated. There were some broken glass among the debris in the factory as Alex was transmuting he caught a glimpse of what he was...becoming, in the reflection of the glass shards. He quickly turned away in horror, his screams drowned out now gurgling into louder more guttural inhuman growls and snarls now as his head shook violently and his skull creaked and nose crackled protruding slowly pulling away from his face and elongated forward along with his jawline as his skin stretched across his long newly forming snout. His his tongue stretched along with his snout and jaw and his ears were repositioned on his head pointing up. Blood poured from his gums as his long jawline was forming as his new upper and lower canine teeth and incisors were pushing through his bleeding gums, replacing his human teeth as his green eyes were turning ice-blue. Alex foamed at the mouth as he writhed in pain, his legs shaking as he tried to balance himself on them as fur continued enveloping the rest of his body. Alex's dick twitched, sporadically harden and soften, ultimately hardening so much Alex grunted loudly in pain as his balls tightened and his dick started to ooze a few drops of semen again before it spurted violently out of his cock all over the floor. He just collapsed on the floor, he lied there on his left-side, his body shivered and convulsed intermittently while some more fur continued to sprout enveloping his face, filling in the remaining hair-free parts of his body. The semen gushing from his cock just oozed out now, his balls emptied every drop as his transformation continued. Alex rolled over on his back and grunted loudly as his leg muscles thickened and kept stretching, he legs flared out as his dick hardened and started to spurt crimson urine sporadically as it morphed into a lupine one. A long jet-stream of urine sprayed out, jettisoning over his head as his body shook and convulsed violently. His toe-nails replaced by claws now and his arms were now fully formed legs, bloody foam dripped from his gums. The pain subsided somewhat as his high-pitched whines and grunts quieted to low intermittent growls. Alex was exhausted, the urine stream subsided as well, down to a few intermittent squirts now as Alex was panting heavily, as his transformation was complete. Alex threw his head back let out an intensely loud howl that shook the girders of the factory and rattled the glass in the windows. Martin smiled and looked over at his friend, his best friend and what he's become. Alex's piercing, now ice-blue eyes, stared back at him angrily, defiantly. He stood up on his four legs, tried to take a step forward but was still a bit shaky at first, he sat down momentarily on his hind-quarters but becoming ever-more steady on his powerful legs. Some residual urine dripped from his cock, hardening and softening sporadically, his balls tightening and loosening accordingly. Alex was now a fully developed wolf, he growled, snarled and bristled his fur, he whipped his newly formed tail around and with each movement of it his semi-hard cock moved with it as well. Unable to vocalize humanly now, his grunts, growls and teeth-baring spoke for him...clearly. Alex just glared at his friend, panting like an exhausted dog, his breath visible in the cold night air of the factory as he let out another fierce howl that shook the rafters and echoed against the distant walls of the building. Saliva and blood dripped from his lower jaw onto the floor as Alex let out a slow, low-rumbling growl focusing his attention at Martin. Alexs' cock twitched and hardened again, engorged with blood, the veins pulsing and throbbing through it. Alex continued his subdued growl, his erect cock oozing precum now as he bared his oh-so-razor sharp teeth at Martin. Alex was a magnificent specimen indeed, all nine feet of him and his powerful muscles and claws. "Yea bud...yeeeessss....awsum...my...my turn buddy....my turn..." Martin managed to say, his voice cracking, body shuddering, as he fell to his knees. He arched his back and let out a guttural scream. Martin's cock was fully erect the veins pulsing rhythmically....His finger nails started to grow into claws, his face contorting and morphing his jawline elongating...pulling away from his face....

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 ...

Sam & Roger - Part 3 Roger withdrew his flaccid penis from me and hopped up on the bed, crooking his finger to beckon me to join him in a cuddle, and we spooned on the bed for a few moments, him gently running his fingers over my skin. His orgasm having hit seemed to draw out a more affectionate side, and I must admit it was nice having some gentle moments after the roughness he had dished out earlier. He wrapped his arms around me tight, and played with my cock with one of his hands, wrapping his other hand gently around my neck, and kissing behind my ear. I got goosebumps, and sighed in pleasure. We must have stayed like that for about 10-15 minutes, and then he spoke up... "It's time I got you laying on your back again, I think...." Letting go, I moved over and laid on my back, like I was asked to. He got up and moved over to his stash of toys and grabbed a couple of bundles of rope. He lifted my legs up, and asked me to hold them up, ankles together, which he then wrapped the rope around, binding them together. Then he did the same with my wrists, and pulled me towards the edge of the bed. He then bound my wrists and ankles together using the rope he had previously used for the jock strap gag, leaving me in a position which had me on my back and my arms and legs in mid air, leaving my hole and butt cheeks exposed. "Perfect....." He then grabbed the flogger, and gently stroked it across my ass cheeks, then tapping slightly. Very gentle. About 4 or 5 taps.... then.... WHACK! "Aaaah!" He smacked my ass with it a hell of a lot harder. WHACK! It stung like a bastard, but..... WHACK!! He was making sure I knew my place. I mean, even if I hated this, I couldn't do much about it right now anyway.... He ran his free hand across my reddening ass, caressing it and the tenderized flesh went into overdrive. WHACK! "Aaaaargh!" WHACK! "Owww" "Does that hurt?!" He asked, in a facetious manner. Sadistic bastard. "Yes", I replied, breathing out heavily. "Aww, I'm sorry, baby." He put the flogger aside, and kneeled down, so his face was directly in front of my ass, and blew all over it, the sensation making me jolt and squirm around a bit. He smacked my ass with his hand, but he didn't take it away, rather holding it there, against my reddened and sore cheek, squeezing it and digging his nails in. Then he leaned in, and ran his tongue over my hole. I gasped in pleasure, it was such an amazing feeling and made me so horny. It was a total polar opposite to the pain in my buttocks, and the two sensations blending together, I was beginning to struggle differentiating the pain and the pleasure. It was all just sensation now. I couldn't help but moan, as he used his tongue over and in and around my hole, lapping and sucking at the juicy mess he had made, spitting it back on me, and grunting and growling and snorting like a real beast. He pulled my outer ring open, pulling on the sides as hard as he could, and shoved his tongue inside, fucking my hole with that beautiful piece of warm, wet muscle, flicking it up and down and pushing it in. I pushed back with my hole as best I could, trying to get my aching hole to relax and open enough to get as much as possible of my top's masterful appendage inside me. "Mmmm, fuck yeah, push it out.... keep going...." he said, starting to massage his growing member. He stepped away slightly, and stood up, then grabbed my ankles and began to lick my feet. I felt kind of ticklish, and let a giggle out. He just growled, and began to run his tongue in between my toes and suck on them. Fuck, it started to feel really good, and I noticed just how hard I was getting. My cock was jutting out from between my legs, threatening to erupt like a geyser. Then, while still clutching my ankles, he guided his now fully engorged cock towards my hole, and spit on his head and my tender opening. Then he shoved it in, nice and slow, making sure I felt every inch penetrating me, twisting his hips in a swaying motion, hitting the walls of my ass, which felt amazing, especially when his cock brushed past my prostate. He then pulled all the way out, and shoved in to the hilt, as hard as he could, and then went back to the slow fuck. We were both in seventh heaven by this point, just enjoying each other's flesh, and after a little while, he picked up the pace and got a little more forceful. I think I may have been getting a bit numb in my ass from all the punishment it was getting, but my cock was still rock hard, and Roger definitely began to notice it twitching. He grabbed my shaft with a free hand, and began stroking me at the same time as he was fucking me, and then after a little while, started really picking up the pace, and getting harder and faster, never letting my cock go. My brain was now in pure animalistic lust, and I was breathing hard, at least between every moan.... and crying out "Harder..... please, harder..... fuck me!" Then..... it happened. My balls started buzzing like crazy, Roger was hitting my prostate and my ass was gripping his cock, and then next thing.... "Aaaaah... aaaah...Oooooh...AAAAAAAAH!" My cock shot like a fuckin fire hose, blasting my cum all over my chest and tummy, spurt after spurt, my body heaving with the intensity.... I didn't know if I'd even stop cumming.... Then... "Ah, fuck..... I'm gonna cuuuuuum!" Roger bellowed, and mashed his crotch into mine, blasting rope after rope of hot cum deep in my guts... After he pulled out, he went and grabbed his butt plug, and shoved it in my ass. "Let's make sure that load soaks in, shall we?" He said, winking at me. Then he collapsed, exhausted next to me on the bed. I was glowing warm from the orgasm, and was near passing out. Roger got back up and untied me, and let me roll over on the bed. We spooned again for a short while, then both passed out for what would have probably been 20 minutes or so. I just remember waking up, and he was putting his gear back in his bag, he leaned over to me and gave me a kiss. "Hope you enjoy the gift. You can keep the plug, leave it inside you as long as you can stand it. We can swap numbers at the lockers, if you like. I really enjoyed this, and would be keen to play with you again. I'm going to grab a shower now, and I'll be off soon, but hope we can see each other sometime soon." "Sure, that sounds great", I replied. "What's your name, kid?" He asked. "Sam." I replied. "Nice to meet you, Sam". And with that, he gave me one more kiss, and turned and walked out the door. I was all alone all of a sudden, but I couldn't help but smile. Man.... that had to be the best fuck of my life so far..... I would definitely have to get another turn with this man again.

l don't respect trash. l use it. You are trash. l use you. Men have no respect for you. They use you. You are trash. Vile, disgusting, perverted, diseased, degraded, used trash.

Nice bro. Which park? l pissed on this slut in Queens Park right out in the open with a handful of other guys then railed its cunt on a picnic bench laying on its back while another guy pissed on its face. Also pissed on it in an alley, a dog park and in a mall washroom without ever being asked for or discussed. Being a pig fucker means never needing to ask permission or apologise.

a couple times I went to the porntheatre at night, stripped naked put on kneepads and kneeled in the bathroom between urinals and waited for hours for guys to come in and piss in my mouth, essentially using me as a urinal. most guys would end up using my mouth to get off and a few stood me up to fuck me

Essential PrEP with a toothbrush. Love how the bristles of the brush change colour as the video progresses! 😈 https://barebackbastards.com/13864/neg-hole-being-prepped/

It kinda turns me on to be at a disadvantage. I have had a few fuck buddies who I have never seen because they wanted me blindfolded. Some were married "straight" guys. One guy liked that he would pass me on the street in the neighborhood and I had no idea that he had fucked me. I got off on walking down the street, knowing that I might be walking past some guy who had cum in my ass.

Republican here, but will vote Democratic if the Republican is incompetent or not the ideal choice.

2. Doug Even though it was your typical fall morning in LA and I had a heavy comforter over me, I was still freezing when I woke up. When I tried to move, every muscle in my body protested, and the simple act of sitting up in bed was almost more than I could do. I felt like a freight train had hit me. I didn't even bother looking at the time; I laid back down and went back to sleep. About an hour later, I woke up again. This time, I was almost swimming in a pool of sweat and I had thrown off all the covers. My muscles still ached and I could tell I had a fever. Against my body's protests, I got out of bed. I was still in a jock strap from last night; if my fever-addled memory was correct, I had barely been able to drag myself the ten feet from the galley to the forward stateroom, much less fully undress. Despite my sickness, my dick was still straining against the pouch. I pulled on a pair of sweats, and slowly, carefully made my way to the galley. I found my phone; there were two messages. The first was from Sara, she had something come up and wasn't going to be able to come home this weekend. I texted back, saying I had the flu, and next weekend would be far better. The second was from Greg, wishing me a good morning. "I wish. Woke up with a fever, aching muscles, and cold sweats." "Really?" he texted back, adding a heart at the end. "Yeah. You think?" "It could be. You've certainly been taking enough infected cum." "That's true. But nothing in the past day." "You've got the fuck-flu," Greg texted me back. "That was how I was. Sick as a dog. Horny as a rabid weasel." He typed some more. "Fucking hot." "You want to breed me this morning?" I asked. "Gotta go to classes right now. You know that. We've still got our regular play date this afternoon." "You going to give me more poz loads?" I asked. Despite my illness, my dick was insistent and this afternoon seemed far in the distance. "Yeah. Of course. But really. how are you feeling?" "Like death." "Fuck Yeah! I want you to get another load before I come over." Greg texted back. "Find some poz escort and pay him for his poz spunk." "When I'm like this?" "Nothing like kicking a man when he's down. I will want a full report when I get there." He did want me fucked that morning. "Sure thing. You know best." The reply would annoy him. I also knew I would pay for it this afternoon when he would be fucking me. Even so, I couldn't resist. I pulled out my laptop, and crawled out of the cabin onto the deck of the boat. The sun was shining brightly; it was a perfect Southern California morning. It was almost too bright, but I was able to just read the screen as I logged into BBRT. Unsurprisingly, there were not a lot of guys online on a Tuesday morning. However, I soon found myself chatting with an escort named "MedStud9." MedStud9 was in his mid-thirties, mostly muscle, with a thick 9" cock that made my mouth water and my ass twitch. His profile was carefully discreet. There were "Ask Mes" under too many of the fields, including HIV status and drug use. His name was Shay, and he was definitely into me, although that might have just been good marketing on his part. We quickly agreed on a price for the morning. He wasn't far away, and could be at the marina within thirty minutes. Despite feeling tired and sore, I finalized the arrangements with Shay, I packed a bowl, and took a few hits. Despite the aching in my muscles, I forced myself to take a shower. I wanted to be clean for Shay. Drying off, feeling my muscles protest against my every move, and I wondered what I was getting myself into. I took another hit of the weed. It helped me to relax a bit. Luckily, before I could have any more doubts about the plan, my phone buzzed, and there was a text message from Shay, announing that he was at the gate. I pulled on a pair of shorts and t-shirt, and walked down the dock to get him. He matched his pictures well, although perhaps a bit older, and a bit more muscle. Overall, it suited him just fine, and any apprehensions I might have had about the encounter quickly evaporated. "I'm Shay," he said, shaking my hand as he stepped through the gate onto the dock. "Doug," I said. "Just down here." I walked towards my boat, and he followed behind me. "Nice ass," he said. I looked back, and he was smiling. "We're going to have some fun this morning." "I hope so," I said. He ended up helping me onto the boat. I felt how strong he was, and had a momentary brush with his body, feeling his warmth against me. I wondered how he would feel on top of me, his cock inside me. Once on the boat, he put a backpack down on and took a seat, spreading his legs wide. As his shorts pulled tight over his crotch, I could tell that he was just as hung as his profile said he was. "Want anything to drink?" I asked. "Some water would be great," he said. I headed into the galley, and poured us two glasses of water. When I came back, he had pulled out a pipe from his backpack, and was slowly heating it up. "What's that?" I asked. "You know, some tina," he replied. "You want some?" "Tina?" I asked. I had heard it before, but was still unsure of exactly what it was. "Slang. Crystal." "Meth?" I asked, a bit incredulously. "Yeah." He inhaled deeply, then exhaled a thick white cloud. With the way I was feeling, it would be a bad idea to try it, but the dark part of my mind couldn't stop thinking about what it must feel like. I shook my head no. "You sure?" "I'm sure." He did another hit from the pipe and exhaled. "What does it feel like?" I found my pipe, this one filled with weed, and did a hit for myself. "Like anything is possible. Like sex is the best thing in the world." He reached down and grabbed his crotch. "Gets me hard every single time." "Nice," I said. "So," he said, "You poz? Neg? Dunno?" "Dunno," I said. "I mostly bareback these days." "Hell yeah," he said. "Only way to fuck. You even bareback with poz guys?" "Yeah," I said. I felt suddenly self-conscious about this admission. I hadn't really said it out loud. Greg had told me his status, but most of the others, I just assumed. "You chasing?" "Chasing?" "You know, bug chasing? Trying to get pozzed up?" "Uh," I said. Greg had told me about bug chasing as well. He had told me how he had begged his poz uncle to infect him. But despite everything I had done over the past few weeks, I still wasn't ready to call it bug chasing, even to myself. "I mean, I'm not seeking it out, if that's what you're asking." "Yeah?" He grinned. "You sure? When was the last time you got fucked?" "This weekend." "Was he poz?" He took another hit from his glass pipe. "Yeah," I said. "He was." Saturday, Max had come over. Then, on Sunday, it was another hook-up from BBRT." "Did you ask him?" "His profile said he was." "Are you going to ask me? I mean, it wasn't in my profile." "I wasn't planning on it," I said. I bought some time by doing another hit from the pipe. I held it as long as I could, before I coughed out the acrid smoke. Shay was doing another hit from his pipe. The glass pipe and clear white crystals had a clinical elegance that gave them a hint of malignant foreboding. "You sure?" Shay asked, as he exhaled a thick white cloud. He reached down and grabbed his crotch. It was a good-sized bulge already. "Not even hard yet," he said, noticing me staring. "Come on. Ask me. I know you want to know." I did another hit of the pot. As I exhaled, I asked. "Ok," I said. "Are you poz?" "I am. And I'm not on drugs. "That means you're really dangerous, right?" Greg had tried to explain it to me, right before we had sex for the first time. It was only afterwards, after he had deposited two loads in me that I started to get nervous. But then, I had let him cum in me so many more times. Even when I had promised myself I wouldn't let him fuck me raw, he had managed to convince me of the positive necessity of barebacking. "Yeah," Shay said. "I guess you can say that." He stood up, and pushed his shorts down, over the bulge from his cock, down his thick, hairy thighs, and then down around his ankles. He sat back down with his legs spread. His cock stuck out, hard, erect and proud. "You like this cock?" I couldn't take my eyes off of it. I could barely speak, so I just nodded. It was a lot easier now, now that Greg had helped me open up, now that Max had forced me to enjoy it, and now that all the other men had shared their pleasure with me. "It's dripping for you. I don't see a doctor much. But last time, he said I had one of the highest viral loads he's ever seen." He shook his dick. I saw the bead of pre-cum wiggle. I wanted to know what it tasted like. "You want to suck my infected dick?" "Yeah," I said. The drop of pre-cum had grown and it was starting to dribble down the back of his cockhead. I wanted to lick it off before it disappeared. In my fever-clouded brain, his infected sperm seemed like it might be the cure to my illness. In truth, his seed would only make it far, far worse. "I do." "Well, come on man," he said. He held his cock by the base and waved it a bit. "It's right here for you." I must have hesitated or something. "What's wrong?" he asked. "Are you scared?" "Yeah," I said. He had admitted to not taking any medicine for his HIV. He admitted to not even seeing a doctor. He used hard drugs in front of me. He had sex for money. I wondered what else he did that he wasn't telling me about. "Come on," he said. "It's nothing you haven't done before. It's nothing you haven't dreamt of. I bet you got off to it." I nodded, remembering my darker masturbatory fantasies. "We're going to have a great time today too. Come on," he continued, motioning me to come closer. "Give it a kiss. Lick up that pre-cum for me." I didn't need a lot of convincing. I couldn't take my eyes off his cock. The way it moved almost imperceptibly with his every heartbeat entranced me. I took a step forward, and dropped to my knees. I leaned in and braced myself against his legs. His body was solid muscle, no doubt the result of hours in the gym. His dick was just as hard as the rest of him, and there was still the drop of pre-cum at the tip of it. I licked it up. "Oh fuck," he moaned in reaction to my tongue. He looked down at me. "Swallow it for me, man. Swallow it." I closed my mouth, and ran my tongue against my teeth, before swallowing. His pre-cum would be rich with sperm, virus, and perhaps also the drugs he used; rubbing it into the most tender parts of my mouth ensured it would do the most good. "Fuck," Shay said. "You're a nasty man. Suck it all the way down." I leaned back in. His dickhead brushed against my lips. It was warm and slightly wet from my tongue. I opened my mouth, just enough to allow him to enter me. It was hardly the first time I had sucked another man's cock, but yet, each time it was still hard to overcome so many years of being told cocksucking was dirty and wrong. I hesitated, but my sexual needs overwhelmed what little moral doubts remained. I stretched my jaw wide open, and let his cockhead fill my mouth. "Oh yeah," Shay moaned. "That's what I need. Suck on my hard cock. My hard poz cock." He emphasized his disease. My own dick started to throb. As soon as I was comfortable with his dickhead in my mouth, I began to work my way his shaft. His dick was exactly what you would want in a man: it was long, but at nine inches, it wasn't too long. Unlike a lot of other hung guys, his cock was also hard. It was thick enough around that I wondered how much blood it took to fill. Shay had to get light-headed when he got hard. "All the way down," Shay said. His cockhead was just about to hit the back of my throat, and I had barely gotten a third of it in my mouth. I was glad that I had been practicing on Max. I couldn't get all of his in my mouth yet, and his was even a bit larger than Shay's. "I want to see you gobble up all of my infected dick." "Mmmmmm," I grunted. All the other men, Greg and Max and Jason and Nathan and the countless random strangers, their cum had turned into a blessing and a gift. Did I fear Greg's first infected load as much? Or even more? Something about Shay's dangerous, masculine swagger to him made wonder if this load of semen was going to be a blessing or a curse. "Mmmmmm," I grunted again. It was the last thing I could say before Shay's cock pushed its way into my throat. His cock more than filled my throat and his thick meat pressed against the walls, blocking my ability to speak or even breath. I struggled against my every instinct to get it out. I forced myself to accept his shaft and give it pleasure. "Yeah, cocksucker. Make love to my AIDS-bone." I looked up at him. He was staring at his pipe. "You're doing pretty good on my pipe. Time for me to work on this one." He held the torch under the bowl, carefully heating it up. "You know. This stuff gets me all twisted. You think you're ready for that?" My head was impaled on his dick, but I shook it as best I could. "I can get all warped and verbal. You want me like that?" I nodded in agreement again. "Now, this is your choice. How many hits should I take?" He reached down and held my hand up. I had no idea what tina did; Max had talked about it, but without much detail. I put up three fingers. It seemed like a reasonable dose for coke. "Good choice," he said. "Now suck me off." I swallowed, and pressed down on his cock. As he inhaled, I managed to get to the base of his dick. I was disappointed to see he had trimmed his pubes, but there was still a thick bush that captured faint hints of the morning workout. We both inhaled deeply, me of his sweat and soap, and Shay of the clouds from the pipe. "Mmmmm," Shay moaned, as he pulled the pipe from his mouth. "Just suck me." He was holding his breath. While he held his hit, I counted the strokes my mouth made on his cock. First one, then two, and then three. I was up to twelve before he exhaled. "Fuck yeah," he grunted. "Suck my infected dick." I pulled off the full length of his shaft, and gulped furiously of air. As much as I needed that air, I also needed to be sucking on his diseased cock. I needed my throat filled with his poisonous drippings. I took one last gulp of air, and returned my full attention to his manhood. "That's what I need," Shay said. "Hot mouth on my poz dick." He put a hand on the top of my head, and gently pressed down. With the pressure he was exerting, he wasn't forcing his dick into me. Instead, it was clear reminder of what he expected me to do on my own. I tried my best, forcing myself to take another inch of his shaft into my throat. He moaned, and pressed a bit harder. It was the prompt I needed, and I let the last of his thick penis into my mouth. My lips wrapped around the base, pressed up against his sandy-brown bush. "Doing a great job there man," Shay said. "Getting my poz cock ready. Getting it ready for your raw fucking hole. Your raw fucking hole." I shivered for a moment; from both a lingering apprehension about getting fucked raw and from the relentless presence of his pozcock in my throat. "Feel that hot neg hole of yours milk out a big load, thick and creamy with my virus." "Mmmmmm," I said as best I could with his cock buried deep in my throat. "Yeah, you want that virus? Don't you?" His cock was starting to drip pre-cum into my throat. "Mmmmmmm," I moaned. As the salty fluid started to seep into my body, the fear I had of him fucking me slowly disappeared, to be replaced by an anxiety around just the opposite outcome: that he would not fuck me. I was nodding my head. I wanted his seed in me, and it would do the most good injected deep into my ass. "Eaase?" I said, shaking my ass as well. "You're hungry for it, huh?" Shay said. "Hungry for my virus?" He took his hand off my head and finally let me get a breath of air. I gasped, trying to get as much oxygen as I could before he forced me back down on his dick. "Stand up," he said, pushing me off his cock. I felt empty, and started to protest. "I said, stand up," he said, this time more forcefully. I stood up. "Good," he said. "Now, strip. I want to see that neg ass before I fuck raw." Slowly, I took off my shirt and then my shorts. I hesitated for a moment, standing in front of him in only a pair of underwear. "All the way," Shay said, as he pulled off his t-shirt and tossed it aside. His chest was broad and muscular and was covered in a thick layer of hair. He was starting to sweat a bit, and I wondered what he would smell like after he had been fucking me all morning long. "You're now over-dressed." "Ok," I said, as I pushed down my underwear and released my cock. "Fuck, that's a nice piece of meat on you," he said. "You don't fuck?" "I do. Sometimes." "You're gonna destroy so many holes," he said. "Can't wait to watch you infect a few boys." My dick twitched. If what I felt was real, my dick would soon be just as powerful as Greg, Max, and Shay's cock. I'd be able to give the gift, rather than chasing it down. Shay's next line snapped me back to reality. "Turn around. Now show me what I'm gonna fuck." I turned around, and bent over slightly, pushing my ass towards him. I looked over my shoulder, and saw him stroking his shaft. It was still glistening from my spit and his toxic pre-cum. "Oh yeah," he said, noticing me staring. "I've got more than enough to inject into you." "Bend over some more," he continued. "Grab those cheeks and spread them for me." I did as he told me, exposing the most private part of my body to him. I had long made the decision to allow him inside of me; this was merely the ratification of it. "Now, that's a hole I can work with." I looked back again, this time through my legs. Shay was still stroking his beautiful cock. I didn't care that he had a deadly virus in his blood, nor that sex meant he would share it with me. All that mattered was that I got his cock. "Wanna go to the stateroom?" I asked. "Stateroom?" he repeated. "Yeah, it's what a bedroom is called on a boat. Who knows why." "Hell yeah," he said. "Lead the way." I stood back up, and headed towards the bow of the boat. The main stateroom was up front; most of the space was taken up by the bed. "This way," I said. Shay followed close behind me, close enough that I could feel the heat from his body against my skin. Once in the stateroom, he wrapped his arms around me, and pulled me close. "Gonna breed that hole of yours. Give you the gift you've been craving for far too long." I shifted my legs, letting his cock slide between my ass cheeks. Like a poisonous snake seeking out it's prey, Shay's dickhead quickly found my anus. I was sweating but I shivered. It was hard to tell what part the fever was playing and what part was my sheer animal lust for Shay's cock. His HIV status was only a bonus. "Fuck me," I grunted. "Fuck me." "How do you want it? Tell me how you want me to fuck you." "Fuck me raw. Fuck me hard. Fuck me deep," I grunted. "Just fucking bareback me." "Damn. That's what my poz dick wants to hear." He spun me around, gave me a quick kiss, then pushed me back on the bed. I landed in the middle, my legs almost instinctively going up. Shay jumped on the bed, immediately finding his place between my legs. His cockhead was quickly pressed up against my hole again. "Please man. Just give me your infected cock." I had grabbed his hips, and was trying to pull him closer to me. With one hand, Shay was holding up one of my legs. With the other, he was guiding his dick into my hole. "Just put it in me." "I'm trying man," he said, as a finger quickly pressed into my hole. "Just stay still for a second." I forced myself to stop for a moment and relax. I breathed in, and allowed my mind to stop racing. The fever, the pot, the poztalk, it had been overwhelming. Instead, I focused on the hardness pressing against my ass. I allowed my hole to relax. No longer working against my struggles, Shay's manhood slid easily into my hole. "Mmmmmm," I moaned in pleasure. In the frenzy of the past few weeks, even forty-eight hours without sex had felt like a drought. Even just barely two nights felt like far too long without cock. Sunday night, there had been Andre, a trick from on-line. But even being sick, it seemed so long ago. Since that first night with Greg, when I had felt his toxic warmth in me, I had been craving poz seed. But I was also afraid of it. As much as I wanted to be poz, I also remembered how bad it could be. I would have a very special gift, one that I would share widely and freely. I had been seeking out the toxic fluids from many men, and it was clear that I was going to get at least one more toxic load this morning. Shay's cock was already deep inside me. "Yeah," Shay moaned. "You're opening up for my poz cock. Come on. Let me drip my filth deep in your gut." His cock twitched, and I felt the familiar pleasure of pre-cum dripping into me. It was the merest hint of warmth, a slightly unfamiliar taste in the back of my throat as the chemicals from his body infiltrated my bloodstream. There would be heavier weapons soon entering my body soon; even his pre-cum would be full of the deadly virus. "Please," I moaned. "Give it to me. Fucking infect me." All I could think about was how his cock felt inside of me. Despite my knowledge of his status, I hadn't asked him about a condom. I knew what his answer was going to be, and I knew I wouldn't be able to say no to him. There was no choice but to let him enter me without protection. Besides, I had already taken so many poz loads, it would be unseemly to treat him any differently. "Make me poz," I grunted, as he slammed his cock into me. "Fuck yeah," Shay grunted. "Fucking take my poz cock. Let me infect you." Despite the steady stream of pre-cum dripping from his dick, I was still milking his cock hard. All I could imagine was getting more of his cum. In my feverish state, I had somehow convinced myself that my best hope was his cum. I knew there had been a reason for it, something more critical than how good his raw cock felt inside of me. "Fuck, your ass feels so hot. Like it's burning my cock." "Yeah?" I asked. "It's intense. You ok?" "I had a fever earlier." He slowed down his attack, sliding all the way into my hole. "You say you're not a bug chaser," he said. "But..." he continued. "Yeah," I said. "I take a lot of poz cum." "Your hole is on fucking fire. Feels like you got what was coming to you." He smiled. "Feels like the fuck-flu to me." He punched his dick in and out of my hole. "But don't worry. I'm still gonna still give you another load of my poison." He slammed into me, his dick forcing its way deep into my guts. I gasped, then grunted. "Please. Infect me with your AIDS cum." I didn't know where the voice had come from, but it was clear I had said it. "Give me your virus," my mouth said, seemingly under some other control. "Fuck yeah," Shay muttered, slamming his cock back into me. "Dripping that poz juice into you." His cock slid in and out of me, each long stroke evoking pleasure and pain in my guts. "Fucking take my poz cock," he said. I loved that he was poz and he was sharing his gift with me.

OK guys i need some guys to volunteer to play just repost the following questions and ill select two lucky winners to play first. . Questions can be Real info or Ur Fantasy. 1) First Name 2) Age 3) Ideal Conversion way? 4) Would you rather make choices or spin a Wheel?

PART 8 – NOT A FAG “Fuck yeah, buddy,” I replied, picking up the pipe and motioning toward the back patio. “We’ll definitely smoke some more. But first, let’s see what Brian and Jesse are up to.” Dalton grabbed my arm, taking a half-step backward. “Wait, bro. I just want to be clear about one thing.” “What’s that, bud?” “I know you guys are gay, and that’s cool. I’m totally cool with that. Really. And look, I’m fine hanging out naked if we’re gonna smoke some more of that shit. But…I’m not—well…” “You’re not what?” “I’m not…a fag, OK?” “Sorry—what?” “I said I’m not a fag, bro.” “Ah. No problem, buddy—works for me. Not a fag? OK, then you’re not a fag.” “Not that there’s anything wrong with that, obviously. Like I said, I’m cool with you guys. But I have a girlfriend, and I'm not into dick. OK?” “I understand, buddy. There’s plenty of faggot to go around this afternoon, so I’m cool with you just hanging out—in, you know, a non-faggoty way.” “Great. Thanks.” Dalton’s face relaxed into a sheepish smile. Then he glanced down at his cock, which seemed to be doing everything in its power to close the distance between us—stretching a good eight or nine inches away from his flat stomach, throbbing in my direction as it curved slightly upward, a bead of precum forming at the piss-slit. He laughed appreciatively, causing his dick to twitch. “I guess that smoke makes me pretty horny, huh?” “That’s the best thing about it, buddy. It makes all of us fuckin' horny.” I reached over to the counter and grabbed a shot of G, adding a little Gatorade to it, then told Dalton to drink up. “This shit tastes a little nasty, so make sure to follow it with a chaser.” He nodded and threw the shot back, grimacing as he grabbed the bottle of Gatorade and took a giant gulp. “Dude, what the fuck was that?” I smiled to myself, always relishing those moments when boys ask questions when it's already too late. “Just something called G, bud,” I replied, doing my best to sound casual. “It’s sort of like a strong shot of Jägermeister.” “Fuck, that better be a lot stronger than Jäger, dude. That was fuckin’ disgusting.” “Trust me, buddy.” I said, placing a hand on his shoulder as I felt the heat radiate from his young, muscled body—all those chems just beginning to do their work. “Just trust me, OK?” He nodded, and I led him out to the patio, where my favorite faggots were hard at work: Brian was sitting in one of the deck chairs, his dick lodged deep inside Jesse’s hole. Jesse squatted over him, his shoulderblades pressed against Brian’s chest, craning his neck back for a deep, sloppy kiss. Meanwhile, Brian wrapped his hairy, muscular arms around the jockboy’s smooth body, both of them lost in the glazed-eye twilight of a deep chemfuck. My attention immediately went to Jesse’s ass as it stretched around Brian’s poz dick, the boy’s chem-fueled fuckhole hungrily pulsing in a deep, steady rhythm. I glanced over at Dalton, who had clearly noticed the same thing. “Holy fuck,” he said under his breath, absent-mindedly reaching down to grab his dick. The sound of his voice—deeper than usual, with just a hint of a growl—immediately brought Brian and Jesse to attention. “Fuck! I'm so fuckin' sorry, Dalton,” said Jesse, doing his best to sound ashamed while keeping that raw dick firmly lodged in his hungry hole. “We didn’t mean to freak you out. Is this OK?” “Yeah, it’s cool, buddy,” Dalton said hoarsely, trying to signal his approval with an awkward wave of his hand. “Gay shit doesn’t bug me, bro. You know that.” “Well, that’s a good thing, straightboy,” Brian replied, his eyes locked on Dalton’s. “Because this gay shit won’t be stopping anytime soon. There’s no fuckin’ way I’m pulling out of this boy’s hole until he’s dripping with my cum.” Dalton hesitated for a moment, lost in the intensity of Brian’s stare, before letting out a forced laugh. “Hey, do your thing, bro. Just don’t count on me joining in.” “Fine by me, dude,” Jesse replied. “More dick for this faggot.” “That’s right boy,” Brian said to him, thrusting his cock just a little deeper. “Now show me what a hungry chempig you really are.” The two of them dissolved back into a kiss, and Dalton and I stared at Brian’s fat dick as it grew fatter still, stretching that boyhole even wider than before. “It’s all good,” I said to Dalton in a low, quiet, even voice, reaching over to squeeze his shoulder—and causing his cock to jerk upward with another twitch. “Why don’t you head inside, and I’ll find you some good pussy porn?” “Fuck, that sounds good to me,” he said with relief, seemingly unable to stop staring at Jesse’s pulsing fuckhole as it milked the precum from Brian’s poz cock. “But hey: weren’t we gonna smoke first, bro?” “Oh, damn! My bad, buddy. Here you go.” Once again, I held the pipe to his lips and heated the bowl, letting the tip of my cock graze his outer thigh as I whispered instructions to this newest chempig-in-training. And once again, he inhaled a lungful of smoke, leaning his head back and blowing a giant cloud—his hips countering with a slow, sensual forward-thrust of his cock. I fed him two more hits after that, each time letting my dick rest a little more firmly against his leg. Then I gave him a friendly smack on the ass and told him to meet me inside. As Dalton walked away, Brian moaned softly, his eyes following the rise and fall of our Neighbor Boy’s muscled ass. “Please tell me I get to fuck that boy now,” he said under his breath. “I can’t fuckin’ hold back any more.” “You will—don’t worry,” I replied. “But first we need to solve a tiny problem.” “What’s that?” “Well, see…he’s not a faggot. According to him, anyway.” “That’s nothing new,” said Brian. “True. I’ve seen dudes with sloppy asses dripping 10 fresh loads, yet still claiming to be straight.” “Fuck that. We’ll make this boy a faggot, and make him fuckin’ like it. We just need to help him see things…our way.” “Ah: the power of persuasion.” “Fuck no,” Brian replied. “The power of a nice fat slam.”

Anything nasty, degrading or humiliating does it for me. Love it when a guy reminds me what a whore I am, it just makes me lose all inhibitions and go into full-on pig mode. One guy recently called me "the most fucked up pig i've ever met" as he was choking me with his cock. I loved that, I took it as a compliment

Thanks, guys! Glad you're liking it. I'm working on the next chapter -- hope to have it up this weekend. In the meantime, here are a few pictures I'm using as inspiration for various characters... DALTON TOM (the narrator) JESSE (Dalton's pozzed-up buddy from school) TRISTAN (the dealer) WILL, Tristan's latest in-house chemwhore, tied up and slammed up and pimped out for whatever cock will pay for the privilege of breeding him