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10. Sunrise Sex James realized the light on his chest was the morning sun. He was still at Tim's house, how many hours later. He tried to remember everything that happened, but he could only remember little bits of it. They had smoked from a glass pipe. Tina, Tim had called it. Tiago had also made him drink something. He called it G. Even in the orange juice, James had tasted its ugly flavor. The two drugs together had opened his mind to possibilities. He loved the way he felt when he was high, and he loved getting fucked as well. He hadn't realized having another man's cock inside him could feel so good. There was someone inside him right now. Tim was in front of him, watching him and smiling. "Hey. You were out for a bit," he said. "What time is it?" James muttered. "Tina time, Tim," the man fucking him said. It was Tiago, the doctor who had prescribed him PReP. "Yeah," Tim said, and quickly produced the pipe. He did a long hit, then forced James to inhale it. "That's it boy. We're not done with you yet." "Not at all," Tiago said, shifting position to take the pipe from Tim. He took a long draw, then exhaled it. Tiago managed to do a second monster hit before the first one completely disappeared. He handed the pipe back to Tim, and let his cock sink all the way into James's ass. "So fucking wet," he said. "How many men fucked you?" James tried to remember. He knew there had been many, many men, but it was hard to remember much more than fleeting images. There had been the couple with the drugs. Then there had been the strangers. There had been two of them, maybe. But then there might have been more? Or it might have been Tim and Tiago again. Or maybe one of the couple had come back? "It was a lot boy, wasn't it" Tim said. "Too hard to count?" James nodded. He felt good. The only thing that would help would be another hit from the pipe. Tim could easily read the boy. It had been barely twenty-four hours, and James already had the hunger for the crystal. It would be easy to corrupt the boy. "You want another hit, boy?" he asked. James nodded. "Yeah. I think so to. Nice big one for us, ok?" James nodded again. Tim lit the torch and carefully warmed up the pipe. "Fucking whacked," Tiago whispered in his ear, as Tim inhaled thick clouds. "Don't even know how many men fucked you. But I think I remember." Tiago spun out a list, and as he did, Tim nodded in agreement, his lips still wrapped around the pipe. He only broke the draw to utter a quick interjection. "You got his name?" Tiago laughed, and continued. "Six men in less than twelve hours," he said. "Fucking slut." Before James could say anything, Tim pressed his mouth against James's, and exhaled. The hit was dense and potent, and James's mind went blank. He wasn't sure if he had passed out, or just woken up, but he realized that the two men were still talking about him. "Fucking slut," Tiago said. "All that cum in you," Tim said. "Feel it, boy?" "My favorite lube," Tiago said. "Feels so warm. So alive." James wondered if he was anything more than just a hole to these two men. But then, Tim spoke. "You going to add to my boy's collection?" he asked. He had called James his boy. Maybe it wasn't just sex to him. Hew longed to feel Tim's cock inside him again. He needed more of the man's semen. "Fuck yeah," Tiago said. "Give me another hit." Tiago sat up slightly, just enough to make the pipe easier to manage. There was the hiss of the lighter, and then the crackle of the crystal before Tiago inhaled deeply. Tim held a bottle of poppers under James's nose; James inhaled deeply, thankful for how Tim was taking care of him this morning, from the men to the drugs, it was a scenario he had barely fantasized about, much less ever expected to experience first-hand. Tiago handed the pipe back to Tim, exhaled, and started to pound James's hole. It was hard and deep, and James struggled to keep himself together. His head was spinning, but his hole was hungry, and nursed Tiago to the very brink of orgasm. Tiago pushed his dick all the way in, and held it. "Take it," he moaned, softly at first, as his dick twitched. James felt a familiar warmth in his ass. He remembered it happening before that night, and how complete he felt when a man came in him. Tiago had a big load, but he knew he would still be hungry. "Take it," Tiago grunted, then repeated himself even louder. "Take IT," he said. His cock was still spurting deep in James's hole. "TAKE IT," he repeated. Of course, the young man had no choice. He was too high, too horny to do anything but take every drop of Tiago's sperm. "Fuck," Tim said. "Still not drained?" "Fuck NO," Tiago moaned and slammed his cock back into the young man. "EVERY DROP," he said, thrusting into James once more.

PART 15 Driving home from Ted’s, i got an extreme case of guilt and shame. As the sex high wore off, the reality set in. I was so acutely aware i had semen inside me, costing my insides, leaking out and coating my rosebud and making my as crack slick. What was i thinking? And with my teacher and with Ted, i knew. It wasn’t like with the others who could be clean. The total complete strangers that i had met fuck me raw without even speaking to me. Who knows if they have it too? But i KNEW with my teacher and Ted. And i had asked for it. I had begged for it. What made me do that? But when i got home, i didn’t wash out. I somehow talked myself into it being safer to just let the cum soak into me. A few hours later, i tried everything to jerk off and not think about taking cum, but i couldn’t and it was touching my still cummy hole that made me shoot all over my stomach and chest. For the next three days, i swore never again. I didn’t log on to the website to check my messages. I tried to keep busy. I told myself over and over, i had played with fire but it was over. From now on, i would use condoms. I was going to be careful. I’m only 18. I’m not even out of high school. What if my parents found out? I can’t get hiv. Still, whenever i jerked off, all i relived was those moments of taking that sperm. By Friday, i was still feeling incredibly guilty but also horny. I was afraid to call Ted and that he would be a bad influence. Same with my teacher. Something about those two, i i just didn’t trust myself to say no if they wanted to fuck me bareback. By dark, i was just obsessing about seeing a hard cock. 30 minutes later i was clean and walking into the bookstore. I was surprised at the amount of cars. It seemed busier than last time. Feeling in my shorts pockets, i realized the condoms i had meant to bring were still sitting on my dresser. I only had a few bucks in my pocket, i thought to myself, just enough for the booths. I should run back but i was already there and the lure and anticipation was already strong. I’ll just suck unless the guy has a condom, i told myself. As soon as i got back to where the booths are, i could tell it was more crowded. I was, by what i could see, the youngest guy there by at least ten years. I made a quick show of looking at the movie choices on the wall before slowly making my way to a back booth. Before i could get in the door, i looked and saw a guy in mid late 30s heading my way. I didn’t even shut the door all the way and he took that as a sign to just come in. I turned to look at him after putting a coin in the machine. In the dim light of the porn on the screen, i could see he had short dark curly hair and a mustache and he was a little shorter than me, but very muscular. His hand immediately started stroking his clock over his jeans, before slowly beginning to open them. I pulled my shorts down. And sat on the very edge of the bench in the booth. I may have reached out to pull him to me or he closed the distance and within a second, i had a hardening cut cock in my mouth. As i sucked, i felt his hand reach down. Instead stroking my cock, he went straight past it and tried to get at my hole. I scooted just a hair farther to give him access. As soon as he made contact with my hole, he knew i was a bottom. I had put just a touch of lube on my hole before leaving my house. I am sure it was more than a few seconds, but it felt like almost immediately i was being pulled up to my feet and gently spun around and having my head pushed down forcing me to bend over. It was all happening really quick me then his cocki was pushing against my asshole. “do you have a condom?” I whispered. ”no”, was all he said as he tried to get his hard cock lined up with my hole. I didn’t even realize i had reached and pulled my cheeks wider for him. He found the sweet spot and my hole began to open to accept his blunt hard Cockhead. The whole time my brain was screaming “what do i do?”. What i did that night was feel guilty as i braved myself and told myself it was too late and to just accept it. This guy was already entering me. He was probably already leaking orecum that Was coating my hole. He saw it. I could tell. He knew he had me as he worked his hard penis into me. I was going to take his raw cock. Soon the burning stabbing pain ended and my hole began to open up. “Fuck your hole is so tight” he muttered. i was trying my best to be quiet as i took it. He didn’t last long and said nothing when he came, he just drove deep and bucked and bucked as his cock pulsed and throbbed and ejaculated his entire load as deep as he could possibly be inside me. He pulled out and ticked his cock in his jeans and zipped up. I clutched at my shorts that were down around my feet. Four or five minutes after first seeing him in the hallway, the stranger was gone and he had left me with shaky legs and a hole with a load of fresh man cum buried deep in it. I was mad at myself for letting it happen so easily but quickly told myself “just tonight”. I will get it out of my system once and for all and start tomorrow off being totally safe from now on. Looking back now, it’s a little more obvious. But at the time, i was able To tell myself i wasn’t just giving in to it. But the reality was, i was an 18 year old bottom that needed cock. I was already getting addicted. I couldn’t stop.

The day after my parents left, Doctor Johnson comes over to where I live with his assistant, we talk and asks if I had any strange dreams. At first, I said no, but he gives me a funny look and tells me to get naked he's a Doctor, so I see nothing strange he says to me I don't have a concussion as I'm perfectly healthy and for me to get on my knees as he pulls out his dick with the metal ring on the head. His assistant gets naked, says hail Satin, and then it all comes back it was NOT a dream, but it was real. I take turns sucking both of their dicks before they bend me over the couch and take turns fucking me. They each gave me four loads, and before they left, they put a butt plug in me and for me to keep it in. They also brought these metal devices to go over my dick, so I don't have an orgasm they said keeping me in chastity will keep me horny and looking to suck fuck dick. They left behind a box with instructions and in the box were cloths, baseball hat with this symbol - I have no idea what - means but it's on both sides of the cap. The shorts are small even for me and hide nothing as they are ripped in the back my the crack of my ass, the tee shirt is also tight. They have nipple suckers like for a snake bite, and they are to be on my nipples eight hours per day. I'm only allowed to have this drink and not food to keep my system inside clean. There is a map of the park that always told never to go there. I'm to look for men in this one area at dusk and have my baseball cap on backward; it was to let others know I was there to get fuck and take loads. I get to the area and see three men standing around talking so I turn my baseball cap backward and one says get on your knees faggott, I do, and I can smell this guy has not taken a bath in a long time as the other two have their dicks as I service them also. One takes my tee shirt off then sees my nipples are extended and squeeze then until it hurt. They pick me then tell me to drop my shorts. They are laughing as one says we have a real sissy faggot all lock up and taking raw toxic loads, they put my arms against the tree as one spreads my ass cheeks and see my hole. It's a puffy hole as he just spits, he gets up and shoves his dick in as it's not very painful as I just grunt and take it as the other two are stroking their dicks as they will be getting sloppy seconds. After the first one dumps his load and I'm bent over cleaning off his dick, the others take their turn fucking my ass. By the time they are all finished, I'm moaning like a bitch in heat as I like getting fuck sucking dick. They push me on the ground and start to piss on me and say to me you better come back, or we will make these pictures go around the town of you begging to get fucked raw. When I get home, Dr. Johnson gives me a call and ask if I had fun, and to be truthful, I did have fun, but I have to take a shower. Dr. Johnson screams DON'T take a shower as you are now the town cumdump and will be at the park EVERY DAY rain or shine at 14:00 hours; you will not refuse any load or their piss if you do your parents will know of all the videos of you begging for toxic cum. I did like Dr. Johnson said and not take a shower, so I was smelling of cum & piss the next day. The first day there were three men today five shower up. I jump out of my clothes fast as I can dropped to my knees and started sucking dicks as someone put something in my ass. I turned to them and said THANK YOU. For the next two hours, I had a dick in my ass or mouth and one pissed in my ass at the end as another one had me drink his piss. When I get home, I call Dr. Johnson and give that day's report of what happen as he says you are on the hookup sites now as very good willing to take any loads. Every day more men show up, so I tell Dr. Johnson it's getting harder to satisfy so many men like this being the seventh and there were twelve men and I did not leave the park till 9 pm and was almost caught by the police as the park closes at 7 pm. Dr. Johnson says it will only last a few more days.

I am not much of a writer but I will do my best to tell this tale. I don't remember exactly how old I was 18, 19 but that doesn't really matter. As a late bloomer I always knew I was different. I dated a girl once but we never had sex. I stumbled across a porn tape in my dad's draw and used to watch it and always got hard at the guys never the girls. At this time AOL was the big thing with chat rooms. I eventually discovered the gay ones and made a few friends and met in person for socializing. There was another side to these chatrooms that I was naive too... One day this older guy in his late fifties started talking to me. He lived kinda close like 15 min. He said we shod meet for a drink one time and chat. I agreed and he said he could pick me up if I like and I said ok. I have. Him my cross streets and met him at 9pm on my corner. He had a big old Cadillac that reaked of cigarettes and cologne. He looked older than he said and was thin probably 120lbs with bushy black hair and about 5' 5" . I was 5'10 175. We got back to his apartment and I sat on the couch and we talked for quite a while. He was nice and we had some things in common. He asked if I wanted something to drink. I agreed and he made us a southern comfort and coke which I never had beforeand I liked it. A little too much. Before I knew it I had finished my third. We were just sitting around smoking Marlboroughs and getting drunk. He asked me if I wanted to put on some tv or a movie. I said sure and he turned on his big screen the and fired up the vhs and it started playing gay porn which I had never seen before. I was enthralled. He smiled and asked if I smoked weed. I had a few times with some friends but not for a while. So he asked if I wanted to and I said sure. I was pretty buzzed at this time and once we started smoking and watching the porn I got super horny. He took off his shoes and socks and asked me to get comfortable so I did the same. More drinks and weed were offered and accepted. I was flying. He put his hand on mine and moved it to his crotch which was hard and big. I was nervous.and shaking but the weed helped. He took off my shirt and pants and did the same. He was very thin but tight and strong. Not usually my type but the weed and drinks made that change. We started kissing slow and sensual and caressing each other's bodies. His wet tongue licking down my throat to my chest and stomach drove me mad he tongues my navel and slowly slipped off my briefs. He then sat back down on the couch and asked me to do the same to him. He was very excited by the buldge in his underwear. Once I slipped them off I saw his big veiny oozing cock for the first time and it looked amazing. The sight and musk off him was driving me mad. He slapped it across my face and the precum went in my mouth and eye and he smiled. He rubbed the slick ozing hard on my lips and pulled my head down and slowly enters my mouth. I slowly.sucked as much as I could and he guided me as to what he liked. He then did something that I had not know about up until this very moment. He pulled out a little brown bottle and unscrewed it as I sucked him. He offer me some while I was still sucking so I stopped and said what is that? He looked supposed and then realized how little experience i had. He said just inhale it thru your nostril while I hole the other one closed. I obeyed and he quickly switched nostrils and told me to breathdeeper and I did. Wow what a sensation my whole body flushed with heat and I got super horny for his cock and sucked like I was possessed. He laughed and moaned at the same time. He got me. From that moment on I would do anything for him. I continued to suck for a bit longer feeding more on poppers. He then had us switch positions and did the same to me. I was in heaven. He was kneeling on the floor in front of my as I was laying back on the couch stroking and sucking my cock. He started poking my balls with his leaking cock and slowly manuvered my legs up onto his shoulders. He was just caressing me and rubbing his cock against my ass crack and feeding me poppers and booze. I was flying. He lowered his head down and for the first time ever had a tongue licking my hole. I gasped as he lapped at it and clenched my ass in response. He told me to relax and hit the poppers. Once I took a big hit his tongue went in deep and I squirmed and felt like I had cum but I didn't. He spent quite a while in there and I loved it. He eventually stopped and then reached up and kissed me deep. I could taste my ass and weed smoke on his tongue and it was primal. At that point he began rubbing his cock against my spit lubed crack. Every few strokes I felt the head cross my hole and it was amazing. It was almost as if it was scratching an itch i had l. He held the poppers my nose and popped the leaking head in and I winced. He kept it there still. Said just relax. I said you need a rubber he said fine and left it there for a few min for.me to relax but then relented. He put the rubber on and we began again. Made me finish off my fresh drink another hit of popper and he entered me slowly. It hurt alot but the poppers made it easier. He did it slow to make me get used to it. He was soon balls deep up to his thick hairy bush and kept it there for a few min. Then he slowly began rocking back and fourth and it felt better. Me on my back 18 to with an old man's cock buried in me it was sureal. He came inside the rubber in me and sucked me to completion. He asked if I wanted to stay the night but I lived at home parents still so he drove me home. As I thanked him head still spinning he said I want to have me over the next night. I agreed....

"ugh, i feel awful" Megan groaned, as she rolled over in bed. "oh dont worry, its probably just a cold" Caitlin reassured, moving to her side with a brimming cup of nyquil. "Here! rest up, weve got exams next week." Megan gulped the liquid down. "shit i was supposed to go over my notes with Tucker today" megan reached for the stack of papers on her bag in the floor before Cait quickly snatched them up "you know if you want, i can run them over for you real quick." "Sure okay" Megan replied as she grogily closed her eyes. Caitlin smiled and wandered over to her laptop. She enjoyed keeping Megan oblivious to her obvious morning sickness as she loaded up the footage from the past few days. "typical" she mumbled, watching megan shuffle through drawer after drawer looking for a condom. "no not there sweetie" she whispered, fingering her swollen clit at the sight of Tuckers patiently bobbing cock. Watching the girl rifle through the foot locker she smiled, "no baby none there either." Finally she watched the two embrace and megan obediently lift her legs into the missionary position. "thats right, just get used to a nice long weekend full of cum" she panted. Skipping through the footage she counted eight warm loads in the teens snatch. Over and over she mindlessly and obediently bred herself on Tuckers glistening cock. Caitlin closed the laptop and quietly moved over to her snoring roommate. reaching into her panties, she dipped a finger in megans cunt and found it still pleasantly greased with copious amounts of man cream. "good girls keep all the cum inside those thirsty lips" she whispered, working Megans clit in circles. "but lets just be sure we drink it all up." Caitlin worked the girl to a glowing orgasm as her hips bucked, and her cervix slurped more of the baby batter into her. smiling, she licked her fingers clean and headed out the door. "Wheres Megan?" Tucker asked puzzled. "oh shes got a little cold so i told her I would go over her notes. I took this class last semester" Caitlin smiled. "cool" Tucker replied, noticing Caitlins low cut sun dress as it clung to her curves. pouring the notes across the kitchen table, she made sure to let Tucker enjoy long glances at her perky tits. Caitlin in turn watched the boys cock grow in his sweatpants and grinned. This was going to be too easy. "hey theres also some online material too" she slid her phone across the table and loaded up a video. Tuckers expression turned to shock as he saw Caitlin riding him in a dimly lit bedroom. "we sort of shared a moment a few weeks ago tuck" she smiled, moving closer to the boy. "I dont remember any of this" Tucker blurted as Caitlin giggled. "you had a lot to drink, but i mean, we did have a lot of fun, see?" she pointed to the boys flexing hips as he clearly bred the horny teen. "m-my girlfriend-" Tucker stammered as he was interrupted by the manipulative girl, "will never know about this, so long as you want to keep being friends that is" Caitlin began gently rubbing the boys prick through his pants. "what do you want" he asked, defeated. "let me show you" Caitlin laid back on the table and stripped off her dress, revealing herself totally nude. "fuck." she commanded, grinning at the boy. Tucker stood up and removed a condom from his pocket as he shucked off his pants, exposing his ten inch cock. "stop. no condoms." she barked. "what? why? what if you get pregnant" Tucker bashfully replied. "oh dont worry about that silly, every girl around here is on birth control" she giggled, remembering the impregnated Cinderella in her dorm room. Tucker sighed and slipped his prick into the devious girl. "oh! and dont pull it out when you cum, cum inside." she reminded him as he began to pound at her soaking twat. "from now on every drop of juice in your balls belongs to me" Caitlin began working her hips, driving the panting boy to new heights of extacy, "see? isnt it better without a condom?" Tucker just groaned as his balls tightened. "from now on when you cum, it had better be in my cunt, not megans" Tucker let out one last long groan as his balls contracted, pumping the tight teens slit full of hot cum. "thats it, let it all out" Caitlin urged, draining the boys balls. If she played her cards right, Caitlin would earn herself a weaponized cock she could unleash on any girl that so much as glanced at her, but it was important to get Tucker hooked on good bareback pussy. She had done this once before when she wanted a leadership position with her local sorority but had to create a vacancy on the executive board. Her target, Becka Strucker was an insufferable bore whos only redeeming quality was her brother, a slender boy a year younger than her working toward a biology degree. Caitlin went from flirting to fucking the boy regularly, twice daily and always bareback. She groomed the boy to think with his cock for a solid month until the night of the halloween mixer when shed led both the drunken boy and his drunken sister into a dimly lit bedroom and proposed a threesome. Caitlin hardly participated as more than a casual fluffer, and made sure to guide the two young horny teens into a doggy position. She watched eagerly as Beckas own brother obediently slipped his dripping bare cock into his sister. she kept urging them on, going for almost three hours, plying with occasional drinks and throating the boys cock back to full mast, only to quickly return it to his sisters bubbling cream filled snatch to blow another load. When confronted with the photos, and her recent missed period, Becka quietly resigned and changed schools. Her mind returned to Tucker, who was presently still buried in her with a dopey smile on his face and a puddle of cream running down caitlins ass and pooling at his balls. "See? was that so bad? I know we're gonna be super awesome friends Tucker" she smiled.

9. The Fog of Sex James wiped the sweat off his face. He tried to focus on the clock sitting on the bed table. But, between his drugged-out state and the rough slam-fuck he was getting, he failed. It was late. Tim and Tiago had already both fucked him over, before pausing when Tim's friends Vic and Jason had come over. There had been a brief break. Vic and Jason had brought over some G, and they all made James do some more. He had felt so warm and sexy, he had let both new men cum in him, plus both Tim and Tiago had managed to cum again. After that, there was a bit more smoke and G for all the men. That was the last thing James really remembered. The room had gotten dark, except for the large screen TV, currently showing hard-core bareback porn. Even just twenty-four hours ago, James would have been shocked to find himself like this. But much to his surprise, he was enjoying himself. Whenever he had felt alone or scared, Tim has been there with him. It had made the entire night fun, like he was exploring a new country with his best friend. James was also loving getting fucked. He liked feeling a raw cock inside him. He loved feeling a man cum inside him. He was hungry for seed, and Tim kept on telling him to take more. He felt safe with Tim. He knew who was fucking him, and he wouldn't let anyone hurt him. He loved that the Prep he had taken earlier was also protecting him. It didn't matter that they were barebacking. All he had to do was remember to take one in the morning. There was another man's cock in his ass. It didn't feel like Tim or Tiago's cock, and he wasn't entirely sure if it was Vic or Jason's either. He had a vague memory of another man coming over. Maybe more. "Here boy," a luckily familiar voice said to James, sticking the glass pipe into his mouth. "You'll want this," Tim said. He was smiling, urging James on. James eagerly sucked down the thick smoke. "I knew he was a tweaker," the man fucking him muttered. James looked back. It was an older man, and not someone he recognized. James exhaled the cloud, and the stranger shook his head in disappointment. "Not a pussy cloud like that," he said. "Do a proper hit." "Come on boy," Tim said. James looked up; above him, Tiago was stroking his cock and watching Tim feed him the pipe. It was a weird experience, to have his doctor watch as he got drugged up. But it made James feel even more comfortable. Tiago wouldn't let him have too much. This time, James took his time and got a massive hit. "Hold it boy," Tim said, as he took the pipe and inhaled deeply. "Hold it," he repeated. "You want this, boy. Two more guys coming over to breed you." "Mmmm?" James grunted, carefully not exhaling any part of the cloud. "How many boy?" Tim asked. "You don't remember, boy?" James nodded, embarrassed that he had to ask. "Well, there was me. Then Tiago. Then Jason, and Vic. And then Tiago and then me again." Tim finally nodded, and James exhaled. It had been a massive cloud, and Tim smiled. "After that, there was Doug and Max and Eli," Tim continued. "And now it's Jean-Paul enjoying your hole." "Daddy, please," James asked, staring at Tim. "I need it." Tim smiled and nodded. For a near-virgin, James had lost so many inhibitions quickly. Tim almost wished he had laid out some points; it would be almost too easy to convince the drugged-out boy of the dire necessity of slamming. "Beg for it boy," Tim whispered into James's ear. "Beg for it, my slutty boy." James's head was flying from the crystal he had just smoked. He heard the instruction from Tim, from the man he wanted to call Daddy. "Please, cum in my hole," he pleaded, twisting his head back to stare at the man. "Please," James continued. The man had a thick salt-and-pepper goatee; the black and white fur covered his muscular chest and abs. "Please, cum in me." He repeated it like a mantra; it was all he could think to say. Tim put the pipe back in James's mouth. "Another hit for me, boy," he said, and held the torch under the glass blow. James waited, then inhaled deeply. He wanted to make Tim proud of him, proud that he could do so much crystal and take so much dick. He looked up. Tiago was smiling and nodding. James inhaled deeper, wanting to impress both men. "Do some more G," Tiago said. "You'd like that, boy, wouldn't you?" Tim asked him. James nodded. He still wasn't sure what G even was, but Tim had encouraged him. "Let's get you really high," Tim said. "And find another cock to breed you," Tiago continued. He had a phone in his hand already, his face lit by a yellow glow from the screen. "You guys are fun," the stranger said, slamming his cock deep into James's tender, inexperienced hole. "And you're a pleasure to breed," he said. "Right on," Tim said. "Cum in him." Tiago slowly stood up, his attention still focused on the phone's screen. "You want some?" he asked the stranger. "Sure, 1.5?" "This is going to be fun," Tiago said. Tim fed James another hit from the pipe; he made sure the boy was always tweaked out. "Feel free to use that hole how ever you want," he said. "Or as hard as you want." "I'm paying for it," he said. "Of course I'm gonna use it. And I'm gonna use it hard."

This storm is getting a lot worse as I ride my bicycle faster on this quiet road. I now think it was a mistake to help these people so far out of town today as I heard a big storm is coming. In the distance, I hear a vehicle coming, so I get as far right as I can on this narrow road. I think they hit me as I lose control of the bike and go down this embankment and crash. A little about myself self I'm 18 5ft 9 140 LBS. Just finished high school, at school, I was on the swim team, so I was hairless and in the fall will be going to the same faith-based Ministry school as my Father and Mother graduated. Next week we all are going away to South America with my 16-year-old brother for 3 months to help people in the backcountry. When I wake up from the crash, I'm on a bench tied down, and these men in long robes around me are chanting HAIL SATIN, and my mind goes racing that I had died from the crash and I'm in hell. I have never done anything wrong as I never jerk off after my mother caught me and told me never to do it again. Sex is only between a man & a woman to have children only, not for pleasure. One of these men kneels and says drink some of Satin juice as it will make it easier on you in excepting Satin's gift. I refuse, so he holds my nose, and I drink it tastes very bitter, but I was very thirsty. I feel someone spreading my ass cheeks then says SATIN will be very happy with this virgin as he is fingering the outside of my hole then starts to stick his finger, and I scream that it hurts they all yell HAIL SATIN. Another one comes over, and ties off my right arm with a rope looks into my eyes then says its a big honor to give you this slam as you enter your new life of the Brotherhood of SATIN. As the needle empties into my arm and the rope comes off, I thought they killed me as I'm coughing uncontrollably as they all yell HAIL SATIN as their robes come off. I see they are all naked with this big metal ring on the head of their dick and the look of a hungry tiger on their face. The one who's finger is in my ass now puts something else in and whisper into my ear in a few minutes this will burn but will make you so hungry for more and more. With their white robes on the floor a man comes in a bright red robe and ask what do you have for me, one says a fresh virgin who will soon become a member of the brotherhood. He keeps his maks on as he drops his robe and has an enormous size dick with a metal ring. He comes behind me and buries his face into my ass cheeks and uses his saliva and tongue, and it feels good. He then stands up, and I can sense the metal ring on my hole as he says we before you welcome a new member into the Brotherhood of Satin and then the most painful thing that ever happened to me so far in my life as I let out the most bloodcurdling scream as the all yell HAIL. SATIN. For the next 20 minutes, his dick is going in and out of my ass as fast as he can. Then for the first time I can feel his dick grow inside me as he grunts with the sweat running down from his body, he pauses then slaps me hard on my ass then his dick falls out from my sore hole then comes around in front and puts his dick by my lips and tells me to suck it and clean it. I see blood-red cum on his dick, so I open my mouth and taste my own blood with his toxic cum. The other members of this brotherhood now take their turn depositing their seed of SATIN into me, but the pain is getting less and less the more they fuck me, the more they fuck me, and the taste of the cum varies from man to man. I don't know how long I was there, but I was never allowed to sleep from the drugs they gave me and by the end, I did not see any blood on their dicks, and I was starting to enjoy it as for the first time I was cumming my self, and that feeling is what I want more of this. When I do wake up, I'm next to my bicycle in this ditch, and the firemen ars say be careful as they lay me on the backboard as they carry me up the slope. One tells me they have been looking for me for four days, and you are lucky to be alive. When we get to the hospital, my parents and my brother are waiting after the cat scan and other tests they the Doctor says I have a severe concussion and should be kept in the dark rooms and no traveling. My parents say they are leaving for a once in a lifetime trip the Doctor tells my parents to go on the trip as he can look after me as he is new in town and wants to get to know the community better. As my parents leave on their three-month journey, I will be home recovering at home, but was that all true or a dream of now being a member Satin brotherhood?

PART 1 It was approximately two months before high school graduation that this happened, which is to say it was about two weeks after I turned 18. Not that I looked 18. I was lucky if people thought I was 16. Although I was 5' 10”, I only weighed 155 pounds, and given my baby face and short brown hair, I didn’t look like a man - yet. But it was men I wanted, that’s for sure. I was 18 and I had a car. It was time. Sure there were gay guys at my school, but I wasn’t into guys my age. I liked guys older than me, guys around 40. Men with big man cocks and big manly cum-filled balls. That’s what turned me on. Now I just needed to find such a man who happened to like me. With that in mind, within days of my birthday, I had my first profile up on a gay hook-up site. Initially I received messages from young guys who were quite like me, or at most a few years older. One or two were tempting but I held out. Besides a few blowjobs back and forth ealrier in the year, I had no experience with men. But in my mind, I was always the one sucking cock and always the one offering up his hole. I was a bottom before I even knew what a bottom was. Then one day he messaged me. He was older, 43, and definitely a top. His pictures didn’t have his face but what it showed was amazing to me. He was 6 1” but thin at 165. His graying hair was cut very short. And then I saw his dick. Magnificent isnt even a strong enough word. The pictures showed a solid eight and a half inch cock, with a nice mushroom head and a thick slightly bending upward shaft. His big balls hung down. They looked massive. Now, my balls are a nice size and I cum tons when I shoot, but I figured a guy with giant balls such as this guy sported must cum buckets. I couldn't see his face, but honestly didn't care. This guy's body was my fantasy come to life. I read thru his profile. And then I saw it: HIV status - positive. Still, I wanted to read his message and at least say thanks for messaging me. Just looking at his pictures had me so hard. It was too bad he had hiv. I couldn’t risk that. So I clicked on the message. “I love your pics. You seem like a really hot young guy. That sexy body. And hot little butt! I saw you like older guys. Hot older Top men, guys that can show you things, take you to places you haven’t been yet and that your body doesn’t know it needs yet. I’ve helped young men like you before. I’d love to meet you. And I can tell by your profile you are gonna want to meet me. I have a huge cock that loves attention and I love showing a young guys hole the attention a boy hole needs. I have exactly what you need. Don’t waste time and message me back. I want you in my bedroom.” wow, he had me rock hard. I mean rock hard. And shaking a little. This was real. This hot as hell man wanted me. And badly, it seemed. I was so scared of the hiv thing but I stared at those pics and read his message again and I didn’t know what I would do but I would find a way to keep safe. I had to meet him. With very very nervous hands, i typed back. “You are really really hot. I’m a little scared about what we can do because i am not hiv positive, but I can’t help it, like I just want to meet you and see you face to face. Your cock is so amazing. I have a car, so I can meet almost anywhere but I love with my parents, so can’t have anyone here.” And I hit send. Within minutes, his reply came thru. “Come over now. We are both horny. My address is 710 elm lane, by the new high school. Can you be here soon? So ready to meet you and have uou here.” I replied within seconds. “Be there in 20 minutes.” I tried to make sure I looked ok and ran a brush thru my hair and went out the door before I could change my mind. What was I doing? But I told myself nothing has to happen unless I want it to. And he was so sexy. And that huge cock. I was hard the short drive over there. I parked on the street and made my way towards his house. It was dark, so that made it a little easier. It was my first time just going to a guys house to hook up. I was nervous as hell but my cock was leading me. I was so horny I almost couldn’t take it. I walked up to the porch and knocked softly. The door slowly opened and I was face to face with my internet friend. His body was more amazing in person. Clad in just underwear that bulged like crazy, he was all his profile said and more. Then I looked at his face and he looked at mine and both of us had a shock. It was Mr Johnson, my 11th grade history teacher. I was shocked and embarrassed he would now reject me and still so horny, maybe even more so now. Mr Johnson a gay Top! All of this shock and me standing in the doorway lasted maybe 3 seconds. And then he gestured for me to come in and I did. My cock was like steel and I was determined to go further, though I didn’t know where. I just knew two things: mr Johnson was my perfect gay man standing in front of me and I had to be carful and not forget he had hiv. I felt his hand on my lower back as he guided me inti the house. The sound of the door jarred me from my thoughts. This was happening. This was really happening.

Caitlin was your average nineteen year old girl on the surface. hazel eyes, a chipper smile and an amazing body from years of gymnastics. She was also a troublemaker, known across the college campus as the girl you didnt cross. This semesters roommate was an aloof blonde named megan, and particularly aggravating. trash strewn around the dorm when she returned from class, music too loud at all hours, and no regard for anything in the refrigerator. The final straw however was stealing and subsequently losing her pristine Ferragamo pumps. Megan was about to learn just how savage the summer could get. Caitlin sighed, carefully working the foil back over the delicate plastic cover. "thank god for art class" she muttered, as she continued working her way around the circle of birth control pills, swapping each of Megans little helpers for a carefully carved sugary confection from the commissary. as the aloof girl finished up a late night studying with the girls on the north end of campus, Caitlin worked to make sure the next few fucks would be...memorable. slipping the package back into Megans clutch, she made sure to clear the condoms out of the room as well. "im sure tucker wont mind a little bareback" she thought to herself, as she recalled Megans boyfriends tool from last months house party. Having procured a little rohypnol from a friend, she made sure to dose the boy toward the end of the night, and insisted he crash in a spare bedroom as the two were in no shape to drive. Once the action had died down for the night, Caitlins real party began as she slipped her clothes off and began tugging the boys gym shorts down to expose his flacid cock. "Cait?" he mumbled, as the teenager quickly set her phone to record and propped it against the wall, she hushed the boy and began stroking his member. "atta boy, lets get nice and hard for me" she whispered, spitting on his cock and continuing to milk and rub the thickening tool. "cait no" he muttered, gently raising his arm to her elbow. "cait yes" she looked at the boys glassy eyes, continuing to pump his cock. "dont fight me. Its not like youll remember this anyway" she chided tucker as he sighed. Straddling the confused boy she eased his rod into her wet pussy and began to slowly ride him. "Tucker, listen up sweetie" she slapped his face around a little, waking the boy. "whwa?" he replied, staring at the ceiling. she gently turned his head to face the camera and continued fucking. "there ya go baby. were making a nice little movie and pretty soon youre gonna cum" she began her instruction. "oh no no no" Tucker babbled as he was once again shushed by the insistant brunette. "yes baby your bare cocks gonna shoot your cum in my pussy, not megans, so lets not fight those nice feelings" she cooed to tucker as she gently stroked his cheek. "doesnt it feel good inside me?" she asked. "yeaaaaah" Tucker began to pant. "atta boy thats the way." Caitlin continued as she reached up to massage her breasts. The strained look on the boys face was the most priceless part of her little film project. Thinking back to it, she saw the instant he lost control, his eyes widening, and his cock throbbing as she bore down on him. "there you have a nice big cum in me." she confirmed, as the boy drifted into unconsciousness and she turned to face the camera, exposing her puffy slit oozing with its conquest. satisfied with her work, she tugged the boys shorts back up and The two settled in to sleep for the night. The next morning was a hangover and true to her word, not a single thought about the load he dumped in her the night before. "you kids have fun this weekend ill be back monday!" Caitlin smiled as she left the dorm room. Her laptop camera was situated perfectly to quietly capture the action and the two lovebirds looked absolutely hungry for eachother. pretty soon she knew Tucker would be blowing his load in her roommate, and with any luck hed be pouring seed in her all weekend long while the dumb bitch chewed her baby candy and took his loads.

Got a young, hung Latino guy to come over and fuck me. Took two minutes for him to get from my front door to my back door, so to speak. I'd promised him on Grindr that I could take a pounding, and, after testing the waters for the first minute, he went to town. Pounded me hard in every position for a good half hour - doggy, missionary, me riding him like a slut, me bent over the bed like a slut. We'd also agreed on Grindr that it'd be hot to take some vids. After he had bred my hole and left, I had the pleasure of checking out our homemade fuck vids - very amateurish, awkward camera angles, short clips; but raw, real, and hot. At one point, I was perched over him while he was rabbit fucking me from below. I had my phone camera zoomed in to his thick cock pistoning my hole, and I could hear myself moaning, "Fuck that cunt, fuck that bitch, fuck that pussy," as if I were watching some other whore getting fucked. Loved it.

I was a late bloomer. I remember as a kid, fooling around a little with some of my friends in the neighborhood... poking around a little, a little bit of touching. Sucked my first cock at 13 with my best friend. He sucked me. We were amateurs and didn't know what we were doing. He moved away and the guy-guy stuff stopped. I ended up chasing women for a while and got married young. She came from a religious family where sex was only for making babies.... lol. I convinced her that was a religious lie and our sex life was... OK. In my early 40's, the sex was dried up. Noticed the cocks in the porn I stroked off to as much as the pussy. I realized I liked the look of a man's hole and I liked the look of his balls swinging back and forth and was determined to try it out at least once. I realized very quickly that sex with a man was more open and could be animalistic. I am versatile, so I loved sucking a hard cock, licking balls and eating a guy's hole before fucking it. I also came to realize that I enjoyed having my hole rimmed and played with... and finally, fucked one day. I was hooked! Her and I separated and stayed connected due to having two kids. The kids were a little surprised when I 'came out', but they supported me. I found a guy and we moved in together and had some really great sex.... one on one as well as group. I never wore a condom when I fucked or got fucked by another guy and really enjoyed cum and raw fucking. Eventually even tried some watersports and liked that as well. Here's the interesting part though... I still fuck chicks now and then if the mood strikes me. The chicks tend to be pretty open minded and really like good, hard raunchy sex... my kinda girls. I've actually fucked with a few married couples over the years... but if I had to select ... I would pick guys. They are easier to deal with. And in my opinion, the sex is still hotter. I live in Canada. We are pretty open minded about gay lifestyles (for the most part) so transitioning was easy. A few of my friends thought I had lost my mind, but they settled down quickly and realized.... I was still... me. And they openly accepted my male partner. It was a hell of a journey though.

On Friday (I've fucked a couple of guys in the last week 1 regular and a couple anon , all BB ) I had some free time in the early afternoon , there is a crushing spot on a main road , not far from the motorway about 25 miles from where I live - it is perfect f , great safe parking and lots of secluded trails. I parked up and looked on Grindr , Squirt and BBRT - lots of fellow slags looking for ass and / or cocks. I was a very hot day so as I got out of my works van there was lots of Icandy , most just in shorts. I'm a 50's bear and decided to go in work clothes , ie steel toe cap boots , work shorts and a black T , shorts work well for me as I have muscly legs and a couple of tattoos. The place has a well worn path but lots of long grass leading to a wooden strip off it so perfect for causing with all that cover (although I'm an all year cruiser and have had some of my hottest fucks in the snow - nothing hotter than a bottom farting out my / and or others cum and it melting show as it hits the ground) I went a respectable distance along the path and in to the wooded area , there was a hot early 40s guy , blue shorts great tan and nice disco tits , he was carrying his slag bag (Poppers ,Jocks , lube and wet wipes etc) always a sign that he's in for the afternoon and hoping for lots of attention. He stood half facing me and I started to feel his ass up , he leant forward offering better access - I got a couple of fingers in his and slowly walked by rigid cock (im no Adonis but am always hard with a thick over sized cock - that seems to do the trick) He leant in to his bag an pulled out a thin syringe and stuck it in his hole and got some lube in it ' i stood behind and glided in him up to my balls – im uncircumcised , but love to pull my foreskin back so that my fat mushroom head drags along his ass walls. I’m obsessed with who’s fucked the guy before me , and most important did they cum inside. The bottom had been fucked but not loaded and didn’t want me to cum in him “but come back and load me before I go” – I moved on , I’m not a DJ – I don’t do requests ! Within about a couple of minutes I saw a hot jock guy I had fucked last year , just my type – late 30’s close crop and with pierced tits and in a jock – he just bent over and stuck his hot booty out for daddy’s cock slit slick from the last ass. He was well loose (no loads , but lots of precum in him) , he has just the perfect Goldilocks ass (not too loose , not to tight – just right) He bent over and grabbed a tree (another advantage of a woods fuck) , no warming him up needed – I just fucked the ass off him and twisted his nipples at the same time – he loved it – filthy cunt ! As I had other things to be doing so I didn’t hold back and told him I was going to load him – he just reached behind him and pulled me deeper in to him – I’m still post lockdown horned so I put several thick ropes of cum im him – when I pulled out a big gob fell on the ground – the next top will find his ass full with my load.

PART 2 i was so nervous but sex was leading down the hall, his hand gently guiding me. His room was sparse but it wa nice. He led me in and closed the door. He looked me over as I stared at him. Finally, he spoke. “Obviously, we know each other outside of this room. That’s a totally diffferent place and it’s no ones busniness what we do here. And call me Tim. That’s my first name”, he said before smiling and adding “now get out of those clothes and get comfortable.” With that, he reached and pulled off his underwear, freeing that gorgeous man cock. I was shy, but I got naked. “Let me see you. Damn, you are hot Chris. Turn around and show me that ass. What a hot ass. Spread now so I can see your little hole. Show me, show me your boyhole,” the last part coming out almost in a whisper. I had no idea what was gonna happen or what to do, but I showed him. “Hot fucking hole. What a sexy butt. Have you gotten fucked yet Chris?” He asked. I wasn’t gonna lie, so I told him the truth. “I... I’ve sucked two guys from school a few times that’s it,” I said nervously. He grinned. “We are gonna have so much fun. Just so you know what I like, I like most everything, but most of all I like to play with a young guys butt. Touch it, lick it, fuck it. Stuff I think you want badly,” he said in a low sexy voice. I just nodded. I was so excited and nervous. “Chris, there’s something I have to do. Lay down on the bed on your tummy. Yeah, that’s it now spread your legs open a little more. Perfect,” he instructed. And then i felt him climb on the bed and crawl between my legs. I had no idea what was next. I felt him lower himself and then I felt his breath, hot as it hit my asscheeks. I felt his hands grab those cheeks and slowly pull them apart. He seemed to get even closer and I heard him inhale deeply. “God your little butt smells so fucking good Chris. So tangy and musky just like it should be,” he whispered.he was so close his face was now basically in my ass crack. And then I felt it. ThAt first flick of a wet tongue, his wet tongue, sliding across my virgin hole. I gasped and bucked, but he had a firm grip as he now lashed out at it, attacking it with his tongue. His mouth was sucking and licking and it had me gasping for breath as I bucked and writhed and learned the ectasy of having a man lick my boy hole. His tongue swirled and teased. It drove strong and deep. His mouth suckled my hole, devouring it. It felt so good I was losing control and making noises I had never made before. It just felt so good. I didn’t even care about my cock. Mr Johnson, Tim, knew how to make my ass feel better than my cock had ever felt. I continued to melt with his attention. It just felt so good. All I cared about was Tim playing with my ass. Whatever I had to do to keep this ecstasy going, to make him want to give my butt attention. He was just so good. It seemed like he loved it as much as me, and I wondered if it made him hard to play with my ass like this. I wondered if he loved my hole as much as I loved him playing with it. I wanted him too. I wanted my hole to please him.

This happened just a few moments ago. I am bisexual. In a long term relationship with a woman. She doesn’t know that I’m bi. I’ve conned her into pegging me a few times, but nothing as satisfying as real cock. She went to bed at about 845 tonight. I’ve been incredibly horny lately, so I jumped online to see what’s out there. After about 30 seconds, I get a chat from a guy I used to fuck semi-regularly. Saying he would love to catch up again. I told him that I’m keen to, we just need to find a time when one of us can host (he’s married too). He said he can get out whenever, he’s got an on call job now, so can sneak out whenever. I told him that my wife had just gone to sleep and I was just browsing. I got a message. “ I can be there in 10”. I thought, I can’t do this, my front door is right next to the master bedroom... at the same time, the idea of being fucked, had me hard as a rock. I replied to him, “I can leave the front door open, but be quiet. We can play in the lounge”. We have always played safe, so I told him to bring a condom. I snuck out to my car to get my poppers and a bottle of lube, that I keep for when I travel for work. 😉 I sit on the couch waiting to hear the front door click open. My heart is racing, as another man walks past my marital bedroom, to come fuck me in my house while my wife is home! He comes into the living area and wastes no time in stripping down to nothing. He sits on the couch and I drop down between his legs. I hadn’t seen him in a long time. I forgot how great his cock is. 7 inch, super thick and uncut. I suck him, only for a few minutes until he pulls me aside and stands up, he pushes me into the couch, leaning over the back with my asshole in the air for him. He runs his tongue up and down, getting my hole ready for his cock. As he is rimming me, I hear him open the condom and slide it on. He pulls away, puts a tiny drop of lube on my hole and presses his head against it. He slowly eases himself into me. He knows he’s got a thick cock and takes the first couple of strokes slow. Once I had adjusted to him inside me, he pulls out and sits back down on the couch. He asked me to ride him and kiss him passionately. I sat on his lap and slowly eased down onto his cock. I lean into him and he starts nibbling on my neck. He knows it’s one of my most erogenous zones. As I’m riding him, he pulls out and rips the condom off, grabs the poppers and shoved them under my nose. As I took a big huff, he pulled me back, so his cock was just pressing against my hole. He pulled me straight back onto his cock. For the first time, after dozens of fucks, he was inside me, bareback. I leaned in to kiss him as I was loving his raw cock inside me. As I did, he slapped my ass and told me that I’m going to take his load deep tonight. I rode him for what felt like forever, until he pushed my off and laid me on my back on the chaise. He put my legs over his shoulders and slid his raw pre cum covered cock back inside me. I couldn’t take much more. After just a few thrusts, I started to cum. This is where it gets really hot! I’ve never had this happen before, but after I had cum, I had a huge load too, he pulled out, scooped up every drop he could and coated his cock with it. He started to fuck me with my own cum as lube. After a few minutes, got as deep as he could and I felt him unload a huge load deep inside me. As he got re dressed, he told me that next time, there won’t be any condoms or lube just real raw fucking. It’s long, I know, I’m sorry. But, I think that was one of the best fucks I’ve ever had!

My Covid Fantasy 2 I hadn't been getting any action in months since the covid lockdown had everything closed, bars, bath houses and book stores. I needed to get out so I decided to take a walk. I'd heard that this park near my house was a known cruising spot so I thought I'd check it out for later after this whole lockdown was over. Although there were a few cars in the parking lot I didn't really expect to run into anyone on the back trails of the park where the cruising spot would be, I just wanted to know where the good spots were for when I was able to go back during prime hours. I was not surprised that it appeared some of the trails had gotten quite overgrown due to lack of traffic. I was surprised however as I got into more dense brush to hear a commotion. This drew my curiosity so I decided to check it out and I came apon two guys fucking. They weren't even wearing masks and they were definitely violating the lockdown social distancing rules. Plus it was very dangerous to fuck in an area this open during daylight, someone could see them. However as I expressed my concern to them I noticed that my own cock was starting to form a tent in my trousers. Anyway, they were paying no attention, if anything they only started fucking with more intensity. All of a sudden the top guy started to groan out and his movements became erratic. He pulled out of the bottom guy's ass and one last spurt shot accross the bare buttocks. This had me so turned on that without even thinking about it I pulled out my own cock and started stroking it. No sooner did I do that but the top guy leaned over and took my cock in his mouth. I was not expecting that but his attentions were not unwelcomed. The guy who had been on the bottom wasted no time in getting behind him and sliding his dick into the other guy's ass. This only made him turn up the sucking on my dick and had me panting as my orgasm was building. I was further surprised when the man sucking my cock reached around and started fingering my ass which pushed me over the edge and I moaned out as I shot my load right into his mouth. This seemed to really excite the guy fucking as he started to cum as well. I was surprised and embarrassed I had let myself get caught up in this so I started to pull up my trousers to leave when the guy who had been sucking me said “Hang on a minute, We've not finished with you”. My friend's cock needs cleaning off, his cum's still dribbling out!”. He was right, the least I could do was take care of that for him, so I took off my mask, bent down and started licking and sucking his still partially hard dick brining it once again to full hardness. As I was sucking the man's dick the other resumed fingering my hole, using two and then three fingers to open it up. Then I felt him ram his dick right into my hole and I realized that he didn't have a condom on. With my mouth full of dick I tried to tell him "I don't do bareback”, but he just replied energetically "You do now” as he started to slide in and out of my ass in an increasing rythym. As he fucked me harder and harder it got me sucking with more vigor and soon the guy I was sucking groaned out and I tasted the first spurt of his load in my mouth. I spit it back out and he shot the rest of his load onto my face. Then I felt the pulses of the dick in my ass and the jets of hot cum shooting deep inside my now bred hole which had never been barebacked before. I should have known better than to go out and violate the lockdown rules and take off my mask so close to people because about a week later I came down with the covid. I'm sure that is what it was although I didn't want to take a up a test since it wasn't bad enough to hospitalize me. Anyway, I had a rough few days but now I'm ready to head back to the park after dark and maybe I'll run into those two guys again, or maybe some others now that I know where the good cruising spot is. Little do I know that what I had was the fuck flu and now my VL load is quite high, so anyone who takes my charged load is likely to end up like me. So it is very likely that I will unknowingly pass it along to the next guy, and him to the next.

This is the time I hooked up with 3 bears in one night. I was cruising Scruff for older men looking for a younger twink like myself. You know the types, pale, lean, smooth with very little hair, tight round asses. I found one older guy, Mike, who was looking to fuck someone like me. He was white, fifty-four with a beefy rugby-style kind of build and a self-described "dominant verbal daddy" type. He was perfect for me. We started chatting about all the ways he would "fuck my tight twink ass" and how I would "deepthroat his thick daddy dick" when he messaged me to come over Friday night. So I accept and jack off thinking about what fun I've gotten myself into. A few hours before I went over to his place, he tells me that there's been a change in plans. He told a couple of his friends about me and he thought it would be interesting if he shared me. They were both beefy tops, one white, Tom, and the other Latino, Carlos. I immediately responded that I was definitely up to the challenge of handling three top daddies at once. Soon I arrived at Mike's and he tells me to strip as soon as the door is closed. I obey. Mike starts by kissing me and feeling my body all over, his tongue overpowering mine and his beard rubbing against my shaved face. Tom and Carlos undress while Mike continues making out with me, running his hands over my ass. Tom and Carlos approach me naked where I kiss Tom while Carlos feels my body from behind, his fingers rubbing and prodding my hole. I switch to kiss Carlos while Tom feels me up. Mike comes back over and orders me to my knees. "Suck my cock," he demanded I suck his cock like he commanded. It was a very thick, beer-can thick, nine-inch cock. It was so large I had trouble sucking on it. Mike pushed my head all the way to the base. I gagged as his cock filled my mouth and throat. Tom and Carlos jack off close to my face while I sucked Mike, occasionally rubbing their cocks on my face, their warm pre-cum leaking on to me. I switch to Carlos' cock. It's just as thick as Mike's but a little shorter. It doesn't take long before he pushes on the back of my head to fuck my throat. "I am so incredibly turned on right now", I think to myself. After a few minutes, I switch to Tom's cock. His is skinnier than the other two, but just as large as Mike's but with an oddly big cockhead. Tom leaks a lot of pre-cum and likes pulling out of my mouth to rub it on my face as if to claim that he will be fucking me. After a while of switching between the three, sucking them in the ways they like, Mike goes and grabs an exercise bench and places it in the middle of the room. "Lie on your back," Mike ordered me. I do as I'm told and Mike comes over and stands right above my face, his hairy balls and ass inches from my nose. He orders me to suck his balls. I do as I'm told. His musk smells so manly and intoxicating to me that I almost cum right then and there. I suck his balls for a few minutes before he moves a few inches forward as his balls rest on my chin now, his asshole right above my mouth. I had never rimmed an ass before, so I'm hesitant for a moment. "Lick daddy's ass, boy. Be a good boy for daddy," he tells me. My dick is diamonds right now. I do as I'm told and I start licking and tonguing his ass. Mike start moaning, clearly pleased with his boy's work. Suddenly, Tom starts rimming my ass too, occasionally slapping it as well. I'm moaning and leaking a lot of pre-cum right now. Tom gets my ass nice and wet before he lubes up and places the tip of his cock at my hole. Mike backs up and positions me so that my head is hanging off the bench. He places his cock on my lips and commands me to lick his cockhead all over. I obey. Carlos is jacking off and watching the scene unfold before him as he waits his turn. Mike begins to gradually move his cock in and out my mouth, thrusting deeper and deeper down my throat. As Mike fucks my throat, Tom enters my ass. I squirm not used the sensation of a large cock fucking me. "Good boy," Mike says. Mike gets into a rhythm, slowing moving his cock in and out while Tom gets into his own rhythm. They spit roast me at a faster rhythm. I'm feeling incredible now. At some point, Mike stops and switches places with Carlos. Carlos immediately starts to fuck my throat aggressively, fucking me all the way down his shaft. I'm enjoying every minute of it and I moan like hell at every thrust. Tom starts fucking my ass faster and faster and more aggressively than when he first started. Tom moans and I feel his hot load spurt inside me. After a minute, he steps out and Mike steps up. Mike slaps his cock on my hole a few times, making me moan, my hole tender from Tom. Carlos stops for a second and Tom places his cock at my mouth. "Open up, boy," Tom commands. I refuse. "I don't really like ass-to-mouth," I say. "You want daddy's cock, boy?" Mike suddenly says as he slowly rubs his cock back and forth on my hole, still leaking cum from Tom. "Yes, daddy," I reply. "Then you better clean that cock, boy" Mike demands. Tom grins as I open up and he places his cock in my mouth. "Place your lips tighter around it, boy," Tom tells me. I obey and I clean his cock. Mike slaps my ass. "Good boy," he tells me, as he continues to tease my hole. Carlos reenters my mouth and I focus on becoming the best fuckhole I can be. Mike slowly enters me and I squirm and whimper. His cock definitely feels bigger than Tom's. Mike shushes me and rubs my thighs and presses on, pushing deep into my ass. Carlos keeps fucking my throat, his musky balls slapping against my face with each thrust. Mike waits until I've stopped whimpering and slowly starts fucking me. For a minute, I'm still in pain from the size of his fat cock, but then I become more accustomed to it, and as it starts feeling better, I find myself in an incredible state of arousal I've never experienced before. Mike starts fucking me faster and more aggressively, dirty talking like a pro as he fucks me. I feel so dominated by these men and it feels so good. They both spit-roast me hard for about 20 or so minutes and then they both start getting close. "You want daddy and his friend to cum in both your holes?" Mike asks. Carlos pulls out for a split second so I can answer. "Yes daddy, please cum in me," I tell them, meekly. Carlos goes back to fucking my cocksucker's throat. "Good boy," Mike says. Mike and Carlos fuck me even faster and more aggressively than I've seen yet. Tom is hard again and is jacking off over my lean chest. They all get closer and closer until Mike finally lets out a loud moan. He cums deep into my ass and I feel his cock gushing load after a load of cum inside of me. Carlos cums right after Mike and I swallow his load to the last drop, like the good slut that I am. As I swallow all of Carlos' cum, I cum all over my chest, a white-hot explosion erupted from my cock. Tom cums all over my chest shortly after. We all sit in the afterglow for a minute or so. Mike chuckles to break the silence. "That was fun," Tom says. Everybody agrees. I ask to use Mike's shower to get cleaned up. As I bathe in the hot shower, I hear a knock at the door. It's Carlos. He opens the door to the bathroom and enters the shower. "You know, with all the excitement, I didn't get my turn with that sweet ass," he tells me coolly. He's ready for round two. He starts grinding on my ass, rubbing his cock up and down my crack. He kisses me hard and deep, his tongue swirling around mine in my mouth. I kneel down and lick his cock. Up and down, moving my tongue and stopping at the head to swirl it around. I move to get ready to suck it and I slowly go to the base. He's gentler this time and doesn't force my head down. He lets me work. His moans muffled by the sound of the shower. "That's a good boy. Right there," he moans. I deep throat his cock and hold it there for a few seconds. I gag and come up for air and he kisses me again. "Now bend over and let me eat that ass," he tells me. I do as I'm told and bend over. His tongue swirls around my hole, probing it deep. I moan and grab his head and force it deeper into my ass. His tongue goes deeper and I moan louder. "Shhhh, not so loud," Carlos tells me. I place my hand over my mouth as Carlos starts to poke my tender and wet hole with his cock. He pushes his head in and lets it sit there. "Do you want the whole thing?" He asks me. I nod my head. He slams his cock into me and I'm taken aback. I let out an audible gasp as Carlos is balls deep inside me. He slowly starts working his rhythm, getting faster and harder with each thrust, grunting as he fucks me. He keeps at it when he grips my shoulders hard and cums deep in my ass. Meanwhile, I cum, too, on to the shower floor. He pulls out and orders me to clean his cock again. I do so. "Don't swallow boy, let me have a taste too," Carlos tells me. I stand up and kiss him. Swirling the cum around our mouths before his tongue pushes the cum to me. I swallow. He pulls away and says, "Damn, your ass and my cum taste good together. We have to do this again sometime." Carlos exits the shower and lets me clean up. My knees still shaking from being fucked thrice in one day. I kiss them all goodbye and tell them we have to do this again.

As Jake grew still, Nathan realised that most of the fun he could have in the boy's throat was over so he pulled out. It was like watching a snake leave the nest of some small animal that it had just gorged itself on, time slowing down and the hole process seemed to take tens of seconds. My cock was rock hard as I watched Nathan spin Jake round, keeping him on his back but angling his cunt to his end of the bed. Hitching his feet over his shoulders, Nathan rubbed his wet cock head against Jake's puffy ass lips and they did their natural trick of parting around him, pushing out to envelop his glans without any conscious effort from Jake who was still pretty much out of it. At this point, I noted the contrast between Nathans manhood and Jake's shrivelled excuse for a cock. The mass of Nathan was many times that of the little runt's and I'm almost sure that Nathan's leaking piss slit could have swallowed Jake's clit. Nathan savoured that kiss from Jake's pussy for a few seconds before sliding his hips forward and pushing a slick 8 inches straight into his chute. Such was the kid's small size that 8'' meant Nathan had slid straight through his inner ring without much resistance, however his advance had been abruptly stopped by the contours of Jake's insides which were resisting Nathan and giving the big man a certain amount of pleasure as they did so. His foot-long horse cock has a noticeable upwards curve to it and I figured that this must be contributing to the difficulties he was having in getting inside the kids guts which maybe sloped in a different direction. The fact that he was the first man in that deep obviously wasn't helping and the pain had been enough to bring Jake around, who was now groaning and staring up at the beautiful man on top of him. Nathan noticed that his fuck toy was awake. "Gonna let my big cock into you boy?" Jake whimpered in response as Nathan began short stabs with his cock, battering at the resistance. "let me in...gonna punch my way inside you" I'm sure Jake would have let him in if he could but he wasn't in control of his insides so Nathan kept punching away, occasionally mixing in long, slow thrusts. I was stroking myself, watching this non-assuming guy destroy my little toy, fuck knows what he was doing to his insides...whatever it was, minutes later I saw Nathan almost lose his footing as Jake suddenly gave way and he found himself deep inside. Such was the big man's depth that Jake's gaping lips had partially swallowed one of his balls though that was now freed as Nathan steadied himself. The kid's mouth was gasping like a goldfish out of its bowl but his screams were silent. "Fuck yeah, kid. I'm deep in your womb now, made my own shortcut, perfect place to drop my black babies in you". Nathan tried his first out stroke from his new, full-depth position and clearly experienced a bit of resistance which caused the kid to shudder and him to smile. As he pushed back in, he looked at me, and said "better not have this guy's baby in you, slut boy, because my seed is gonna knock you up. This is the purest, black batter and it always takes" Jake was now pretty much silent, drifting in and out a little and Nathan gave him a little slap occasionally when he wanted to remind him what he was doing to him. After five minutes or so, he was clearly in an easy rhythm and any real resistance inside Jake had disappeared. He gestured me over, using his eyes to to point me at Jake's skinny little tummy. I looked and could clearly see the end of Nathan's length outlined inside the kid's stomach area. As he moved out the outline disappeared but when fully in, I could see about half of his shaft. He held it still and then flexed. Jake's skin rippled as each flex brought the cock to the surface of the kid. I reached out, caressing Nathan's cock, feeling his hardness inside my boy; it felt amazing. Nathan loved the attention and the feeling and continued to massage himself inside Jake. I climbed astride the kid, shoving my manhole over his face which, even now, resulted in Jake's reflex response of eating out my raunchy hole. I was able to sit squarely over him and reach down the short length of his body to run my tongue over the moving predator that was feeding inside his stomach. We kept this up for at least twenty minutes, enjoying the destruction of the boy under us but, eventually, Nathan began pushing slightly harder and at a slightly different angle, rousing Jake and increasing his pleasure. I knew he must be close and sat back full weight on Jake, to enjoy the show. He was really stabbing into his target now and it looked like his cock head was pressing the flesh even harder and thinner. " Gonna dump my killer strain right n you kid. Gonna poz up your worthless, ruined guts with my killer babies". His words changed to grunts as I felt Jake hyperventilating under my sweaty hairy hole at the same time that his soft little clit dripped a small load of sickly looking cum (the first I'd seen from him since I crushed his balls) and I swear I actually saw the outline of Nathan's cock pulse inside Jake's ruined body

I love being naked even when I'm not having sex. I'll wear a harness or fetish gear, but honestly, I love being nude.

Browsing through some of the gay hook-up sites earlier I got a message from a hot guy. We talked a while and both of us seemed eager to meet... I was already starting to gather the standard trick supplies and sliding on a cock ring. Unfortunately, we had neglected to discuss where we would play and it turned out he couldn't play at his place. Just as my hopes were crashing around my feet, he messaged me asking how I felt about fucking in a public place. I asked him where he had in mind without letting on what he thought turned me on. He said that there was a restroom in a grocery store that never got used at night because the few employees who worked that all used the one near the break room. I knew the store he was talking about and realized that the restroom was located in the fast food dining room, which was closed at that hour but accessible. Better yet, it was the kind where the door locked even though it had a stall and a urinal inside. I agreed and he told me to go in first and that he would make sure it was clear and follow me in, but added that we would need to be quick about it. I let him know that was no problem with me and told him I would be there at 2am. I arrived as scheduled wearing sweatpants and a jock strap, figuring that would be easy access, and spotted him as I walked in. We only made eye contact, then I walked quickly to the restroom before any employees noticed me coming in. Once inside I quickly squeezed some Wet on my fingers and reached back to lube my ass. In no time I heard the door open and turned to see it was him. He just said hi and locked the door behind him while undoing his pants. "Suck my cock a little," he said, pulling out an average, but nice-sized uncut cock. I hit my knees and wrapped my mouth around it, licking underneath his foreskin and sucking him to erection. I immediately noticed that his cock drooled precum by the buckets, which really turns me on. I love the taste of a guys precum. Soon his rod was hard as stone and jutting out firmly in front of him with a nice upwards bend. "Lean over the sink for me," he ordered and once again I complied. I pushed my sweats to my ankles and leaned forward over the sink counter to offer him my bare ass. "Nice," he commented appreciatively as I felt his hand against my butt guiding his penis between my cheeks. He milked his shaft and swirled his cock head around in a circle, sliming my puckered hole with the natural lubricant. It felt so fucking good that I moaned and flexed my hole open against his dick. He pushed about half of his dick inside me, then barely pulled back an inch. Realizing I was lubed enough and ready he fed the rest of himself inside my hungry ass all at once. I braced myself against the counter as he took hold of my hip bones and started long dicking me from behind. He was fucking me good for a few minutes when I started to try to tighten my ass on him, but he told me to stop, saying that when he barebacks a bottom he likes to feel a nice loose and sloppy ass. Hearing him talk about it totally got me hot and I relaxed my hole as much as possible. I guess he did like that, because he started to fuck me harder, pulling cock completely out of my gaping asshole and slamming it back in. Suddenly, he warned me, "I'm about to nut up inside you!" He didn't wait for approval, and emptying his seed in my guts, still pounding my ass, but keeping his cock fully inside me the whole time. When he was done, he slid out of me and before I could turn around he bent down, spread my ass open and licked the cum that was leaking out all over my anus with broad swipes of his tongue. I returned the favor and got down to suck his cock clean. We got zipped up and I left first while he stayed behind to piss. I got home and sent him an email saying I enjoyed it and to let me know next time he wanted to get his rocks off.

Opinions and advice are like butt holes - everyone has one. Major events in your life will always cause a person to be introspective and want to make changes in their life. Nobody can know all the aspects of your life that a particular decision will touch. You are the only one that can make those decisions. The best advice i can share with you is advice i was given recently when dealing with a major life change. Unless it's an immediate life or death matter, do not make any major decisions or changes until you've given yourself ample time to grieve and come to terms with the new circumstances of your life. You have plenty of time to make your decisions rationally and sanely.

Lupin_Largo [think before following links] https://www.xtube.com/video-watch/huge-cock-bareback-creampie-44374212 I'm the top here, hammering tattooed bottom's ass, the cameraman cleans my cock at the end of the vid.

See if you can find a dildo with a 'base' on it.... that way, you can sit down on it slowly at your own speed and control the opening of your hole. Slow breaths. Focus on relaxing the muscles while you stretch and loosen up. Once you feel comfortable with that dildo.... think about graduating UP a size! Good luck!

Thanks! I love being able to service so many guy's sex needs with it and see and feel it continue to get stretched out wider and deeper into a maxed out pleasure canyon. was out at a local bar last night in body f clinging shorts, leather harness and pup hood, and of course, a pre-lubed hole with oil based slam Dunk. Several guys would feel my beefy ass mounds and slide between and feel the long slit for a hole that I have and immediately slide inside. even the bartender came over and fondled my extra fat cock while I was being used. It was awesome. I am such a pig. I need to get back out to CCBC when this is all over so I can pig out hardcore. Love being able to have sex to exhaustion til like 3am, pass out for a few hours, stumble out of my room at 7:30 am, ass still wrecked from use, smelling like cum and sweat and immediately be subjected to more open sex play. That is what a physically and mentally healthy male living space should be like everyday.

naked. especially in public and when the tops stay fully clothed. it shows what a submissive faggot I am. I get used naked everywhere, apartments, apt stairwells, alleys, parks, public restrooms, porntheatres n bathhouses, cars, vans, even on the street. I am sexy, and a faggot and a cumdump. I don't care how many people see me naked sucking cocks, getting fucked, taking loads and getting pissed on the picture is me naked in a restroom stall on campus after getting barebacked by a couple random strangers while I was on my knees bent over a toilet.

faggots in denial always seem to become the dirtiest barebackinest powerbottom cumdumps. All that repressed cockwhoring results in the sluttiest fuckboys. They all come out bi until a few years later that all they do is suck cock and take loads in their ass and have to admit they are 100% faggot and 200% bottom and pozzed up cumdumps.

It is amazing when you have sperm up your hole how much you need more. Every evening after the Bathhouse pozzing I dreamt of being made pregnant again. I had lost all control. I constantly thought about the Poz cum up my ass. I was terrified it would take. I was terrified it wouldn’t. On the second week I waited for the fuck flu like a woman waits to miss her period. I was going to be pregnant. The fear, the stress. 2 weeks exactly ,nothing. I wandered the roads angry and stressed and then I found myself walking to the Bathhouse again. My heart beat faster as I walked in the door. The guy who let me in and pozzed me last time was not there. Someone looking bored hardly looked at me while I paid and handed me a towel. This was a mistake. What the fuck was I doing .? But I kept walking forward. As I walked to the locker room there was small refreshment area and tv screen, that you passed. I walked through quickly only to hear someone loudly whisper to someone “ There is the Poz chaser from a couple of weeks ago. That slut took so much Poz cum it was dripping out his ass. Well and truly converted. Pregnant slut !” I nearly fell over. I blushed to my roots, both ashamed and proud. “ I wonder if he is going to charge up that hot bug chaser in the Steamroom .” My dick went stiff. Then I realised that was the dupe. There was no hot young guy. This just the ruse to get people in. It worked. Here I was, bugchasing poz slut. Outside the Steamroom I smiled to myself, 7 towels. Those Gift givers hadn’t worked out there was no young slut waiting to be fucked Poz. Hopefully I could be helped on my journey. I took off my towel and walked in. What greeted me when I walked in the steam room was completely different from 2 weeks before . There was the heat. But in front of me were lots of shadows all near each other. But it was the noise that overwhelmed me. “Infect him”. “ Poz him” “Charge him with the virus “ “ Make him part of the brotherhood” “I can feel the last of his Neg juices” I walked towards the noise. At first no one noticed me. I could see what looked like a young 20ish guy bent over bench. He was being fucked hard. There was no spot where someone was not near. His ass was being barebacked by an older guy with thin legs and hardly any ass. “ I am going to charge you full of Poz cum ,slut “ he yelled. Then suddenly he pushed forward and held himself there. “ Fuck my babies are in you.” He was hardly out of the young guy before he was replaced by another. I noticed this was the guy who had let me in 2 weeks before. I became erect The guy who had let me in 2 weeks before , must have heard my panting behind him, as he slightly turned around. He smiled broadly. “ Fuck I am cumming .... take that infected Poz cum “and he pushed himself onto the young guy. He took his time standing there over the young man. As he pulled his dick out he loudly said “ The guy behind me was made pregnant by me .and many others a couple of weeks ago. This infected slut is the next guy to Poz the slut beneath me. He went closer to young slut and said “ The slut that is going to infect you is a newbie and probably a bottom. You are going to be charged with his newly infected babies” I was slightly shocked. I was mainly a bottom and though I had fucked some guys , and liked it, I always felt abit insecure but now I positioned myself behind this younger version of myself. This bug chaser who was doing exactly as I had 2 weeks before. I slipped into him. I will say that again. I slipped into the chasing slut. I can’t describe how wet and warm he felt. He was sloppy but tight . I pushed further in ,I was in heaven . I had thought the young slut was not saying much, while he was being charged up, but now I could hear moaning, intermittently with words I could just hear “ Poz .. me ... Please. ..... make me yours “My pace picked up.i could hear the voices around me. “ Poz him, infect him Harder Harder. “ I could feel cum hit my leg as I fucked this slut. Then I felt a hand against my ass. I saw a shape behind me “ Fuck I am a Poz pig slut and I am going to charge a newly infected bitch”Without a moment hesitation he grabbed my ass and drove his hard fat dick into me. I groaned . I was impaled I was in another world. I pushed harder into the young slut. He was more than moaning now. He was almost pleading.” Poz .....infect ...Po.. “it was too much. I felt myself sink into the wet juicy Poz Pussy and start to pump my slut full of my babies. I managed to yell “ Poz “ as I unloaded. Just then I felt the Poz pig push into me . “ Your fucking pregnant” he yelled and pushed into me. I was smiling. I was laughing. I was full of Poz cum and had just made a young slut pregnant. I moved away. Someone took my place it continued. I walked out of the Steamroom. As I walked to the showers,I was not full of shame. I was happy. I felt complete. I started smiling. I still had cum going down my leg. Now I was me. I walked up the stairs and the door. 2 weeks later I received a call . “ Hello “ the voice stuttered. “ Hello” I said .” I am the guy you fucked 2 weeks ago” he said” “ I am sorry to call you but I was told by the guy at the Bathhouse you would be the right person to speak too”. I was silent” I am pregnant” he said. “ So am I “ I replied . There was silence. “ Do you want to meet? “ he said “Yes” I said “At the steamroom in the Bathhouse where we became pregnant. “

Jakey was still sleeping when I got back but his profile was getting some serious attention on the hookup site. I recognised some of the interested parties and was quickly able to filter down "Jake's" responses and in no time at all had sorted some meets for him. About 8pm I woke Jake and fed him one my personal protein shakes as well as couple of other pick me ups. He was still struggling to fend of my strain but I think by then the battle was over (my DNA being the obvious victor) and his fever was relenting. I explained that one of my friends was coming over and a little after nine I let him in. Nathan was in his late 30s, about 6' and slim. He was dressed in a black hoodie and baggy Nike seat pants. "Hey man, you found us ok?" "Yep, sure, some old lady downstairs looked at me like I was about to rob her but I found it ok" This was great news for me. "Sorry about her, your typical old white lady" "Yeh. What's the deal with this bottom?" "I found him the other day, naive, neg, cute but kinda skinny. I fucked him a few times but he's desperate for a black guy. He loves been treated mean." "Neg. Cool. He know I'm poz?" "Nah. He's a bit simple. Thinks you might get him pregnant." "Lol. Dumb fucker. You watching?" I'd seen Nathan in action before. He has the only genuine 12''+ cock I've seen. No thicker than my own (especially not at the head) but noticeably longer. "Yeh. That ok?" "Sure, lead the way". I took him through to Jake's room where he was dozing on the bed. Nathan shucked off his trainers, hoodie, wife-beater and sweat pants to reveal a soft 8'' of uncut black meat. No ink or piercings on his smooth body but he had a nice natural aroma that told you he was definitely a top (in case you missed the horse cock between his legs). And that horse cock was currently being used to slap Jake around the face as Nathan dragged him to edge of the bed, priming him for a face fuck. The kid was barely awake before he was balls deep in his throat. he held there for a few seconds before thrusting quickly in and out. I was able to see that his cock was swelling a little on each outward stroke but as he was pretty thick to start with the surest way to see that he was getting fully hard was to watch the cock outline in Jake's throat. My weeks of use had clearly stretched him out and he was able to take Nathan for a time, right up until the black man's length surpassed my previous maximum depth. Nathan grunted in pleasure as Jake resisted his cock head and the kid whimpered in pain. I couldn't resist putting my palm round the kid's throat to feel the invader within, which caused Nathan to grunt even more and me to increase the pressure. "mmmm...squeeze it for me...you feel my cock in there?" "hell yeah...I feel you...squeeze you harder?" "yeh, go for it, feels great" I clenched my palm a little more, Jake's hands flailing at my arm and Nathan growled in pleasure. After a while, Jake's flailing grew weaker and pretty soon his arms dropped. I squeezed a little harder and I swear I could feel the veiny ridges of the big man's cock but I could also sense that Jake was on the point of collapse. Urged on by Nathan, I'm pretty sure I could have throttled the little runt with one hand had it not been for both our desires to see what fun he could have inside the kids guts....

Your Dom is an idiot. You don't does not care about you, literally, and that s a bad sign, there is a difference between u being treated as a slave and or object vs someone who actually dies not care about you, it means it uou get killed tomorrow, he would not care. It saids a lot about a Dom doesn't care if you get off or not during sex. It's a great thing that you cum hands free when being fucked. It means he is fucking you the right way. If he does not want you to cum then he needs to learn to stop hitting your spot aka prostate. It is all about the anatomy. Know your body.

PART 4 Tim’s cock wasn’t even halfway in me and I was sure I was being torn up. My first cock was huge and I was trying so hard to relax. But as he slowly worked his hips and worked that massive rod into me, my hole finally seemed to open up. And it felt so good. Instant bottom. And he just kept slowly pumping that man cock into me. “Fuck your hole is so tight. Such a hot little hole,” he grunted. Inspired by the fact that I was pleasing him, for the first time I pushed back against him. I wanted more of him inside me. I wanted to make him feel good. I wanted to make him cum. “Yeah, you like it. You like that big cock inside you don’t you?” He asked. “So good, feels so good,” was all I could get out, as he picked up speed. He wasn’t pounding me, but he was getting more aggressive and taking longer strokes. I had never even imagined it could feel so good. And knowing my hole was making his cock feel good got me so hot I knew i couldn’t even touch my cock. It was like steel and precum was pouring out. I would cum the second I started stroking. And now I was getting pounded. Each slam home knocking my breath out. “Oh god oh god oh god,” who knows how many times I said that. “So close. Fucking tight little boy ass,” he grunted through clenched teeth. “Wanna.... wanna make you cum. Cum in me. Cum in me, “ I begged. He was frantic now, his thrusts getting erratic. It seemed like he was close. “Can’t cum in you. Gotta... gotta pull out. Fuck gonna cum. Oh fuck gonna cum.” I don’t even know where it came from or why it seemed so important to me, an 18 year old virgin, but I wanted to make him cum with my ass. I didn’t want him to finish jerking off. “No! I practically shouted reaching out my hands and pulling him into me, just as he was trying to pull out. Gripping him, I felt him buck and spasm as his giant cock erupted inside of me. I ground into him as I felt his cock pulse and instinctively knew what thAt meant, each spasm meant a shot of cum spraying into me. And it spasmed a lot. I loosened my grip as he finished and I felt his orgasm subside. He slowly slid out of me and looked down. “I’m Sorry. I shouldn’t have let you, I shouldn’t have finished inside you,“ he said quietly. I looked up at him, naive as I was. “Why? It felt so good. I swear, it felt SO GOOD. And I wanted to make you cum with... with my butt. And I FELT it! Your cum. I could feel it like in me,” I said like a kid that just discovered candy. He just looked at me in the same way and said, “Chris, it’s not... it isn’t safe for... I have HIV.”

I really don't see the big deal here. Yea its a pain, and the reason behind it is no fault of your own, but sites like this, Grindr, Scruff, etc. are being targeted by authorities as ways for people to sell drugs. There is little tolerance for any type of this activity due to the potential liabilities involved, not to mention the entire site being shutdown if the owners don't take any action.

i fuckin love doing that!! Two guys in total pig bliss as they lay side by side getting used the same way, each knowing, as they turn and look into the other's eyes, exactly what the other is feeling as their holes are stuffed and wrecked on cocks and hands and their own cocks drained of seed.

Just moved to Daytona, wouldnt mind finding a few regulars to breed me...

I was snooping around in my brothers room while he was out with his friends. I have always had the hots for my brother ever since I knew I was gay at 16. I was looking to see if I could find any cum used items from any jerk off sessions so I could get a taste of his jiz. I couldn't find any clothes with cum stains but I knew the smell of cum when I was around it so I knew there was something close that had cum on it. I could smell it a bit more when I got to his nightstand and there I saw it. There was a used condom full of cum sitting in the bottom of his waste basket with a knot tied so none of it gets out. I was so shocked and happy to see my prize I quickly grabbed the condom and practically ran into my bedroom. I stripped my clothes off licked my fingers and started to play with my hole. I decided since it was in a perfect container to fuck my ass with my bro's condom instead of just drinking it up. I laid a towel on my bed so I wouldn't get my sheets dirty and started to push in the head of the condom into my hole. I pushed and pulled it imagining that it was him and instead of a condom that he was fucking me with his raw powerful cock ready to give me his load. I laid there for a while with my cock rock solid this whole time and I was ready for more to happen. I grabbed the vibrator I keep hidden under my bed and pushed it up against the condom in my ass and turned it on to it's max speed. I left it there and started to stroke my aching cock with one hand and started to tweak my nipples with the others. Ever so often I shifted from my nipples to pushing in my vibrator still imagining that my brother was that was shoving his cock in me. I was always the geeky kid brother that was always in the world of books and fantasy so I never really got out to do anything else and I always looked up to my brother. He was the school star with him being the captain of all the major physical sports so needless to say he had an amazing body. He was 21 now and went on to be a model for any and all magazines that specialized in physical well being and tips for workouts. My body was nothing compared to his. He let me use his weights that we had in the garage but I only did enough to keep myself lean and not really muscular. I helped him out when he was working out by spotting for him and helping him get his shakes and vitamins. We always were in the home gym naked when our parents weren't him, he said he always feels better working out in as little clothes as possible and I just enjoyed a chance to see him naked and he never said anything about me when I got hard in front of him just passing it as a guy thing. After he was done we both would go and sit in the sauna that we had at the back of our home gym and I would always be on the verge of cumming every time we were in there and I saw him all shiny with sweat. The only mystery I didn't know was why did he have a Tattoo on his inner thigh and what it meant but I would never be brave enough to ask him. As I returned to the moment I was in such a sex haze that I didn't here the front door open. I kept pumping my vibrator in harder and harder. I knew I was getting close to cumming and I sparked an Idea at the right moment. I pulled out the condom quickly and bit the tip of it the condom hard breaking the rubber and being rewarded with the sweet taste my my bros cum before shoving the rest of it back into my hole. Knowing now that I was pushing my bros load deep int my ass sent me over the edge and I came all over myself. I have never cummed so much and so strongly before. I hit myself in the face as well as my chest and stomach and then it finally settled down and covered my balls in what was left of my load. I layed there panting hard and once I recovered from seeing stars I started to look up and was in a huge shock to see Brandon standing there with his friends Josh and Alex watching me so intently. I didn't know what to say or do but Brandon looked at me all over and saw what was in my ass and asked me if that was the condom from his room. I couldn't find my voice so all I could do was nod my head. Josh and Alex looked at me then each other and then Brandon and back at me saying "well looks like we have a surprise member to the club and it is all thanks to Brandon." I didn't understand what they meant and all three of them pulled down their pants and boxers to show me that they all had matching tattoos like Brandon did and in the same place.

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@chrisnsd4u, thanks for coming back to this story. It is such a hot one.

you just made my own slutty pussy gash twitch with this. you are such a pig whore! would love to team up with you and take loads and fists together

If you do marry be upfront about your gay desires. Otherwise you may regret it and feel trapped....*insert me here*

Love getting fucked by straight married men. Used to have a regular bud...former marine, totally jacked who was a total family man (married with wife and two kids). We met at the gym and after a few months i finally got the nerve to talk to him. Eventually led to regular fuck sessions when his wife would be out of town visiting family with the kids. He'd never let me come to his place so he'd make me meet him at this sleazy motel. We'd fuck for hours...was nasty rough degrading sex. He'd confide that his wife wasnt very sexual and didn't like rough sex (he was about 8.5 hard and thick). Would fuck me till my hole was a gaped farting mess...had this obsession with wrecking my hole...and he basically only fucked me doggy style. Think it shows how married men need to get primal with other men. We did other nasty stuff too for anyone who wants to hear more...

Really ?! God he was so hot and agressive !

I go to darkrooms an gloryholes since I am a teen and always do anon sex! I grew up like that and still it turns me on. I even have a anon fuck bttm that I fuck for 7 years now and only a month ago we found out who we are to eachother... I sneak into his parents house now every weekend and fuck him with the Light out.. I miss my weekly fuck at the darkrooms. I will misbehave when they open again wednesday..

@givemeseed1974

Breeding Zone is not a place that I use primarily as a hook-up site. BBRT, also Recon, are it. Breeding Zone I see more as a social media for a few segments of the barebacking community. There are people I've met in real life who have been active here. @Read1 I met at Club 120 and @FelchingPisser I found through his blog. There are also other people in southern Ontario who I have corresponded with on those platforms. Would I hook up with people I've chatted with here, people I've met here? Sure, why not? I just have not used it in this way.

Part 2 I slowly lifted his shirt up his body, not fully undressing him. Before he knew what was happening, he was underneath me on the mattress, his jeans unbuttoned, with one of my hands still groping his nipples and the other hand sliding underneath his briefs, down his dick and balls and resting over his hole. I knew Chris was smooth, but through touch I confirmed he didn't have a single hair on his genitals or his hole. Didn't even have a single chest hair. I felt my dick stir. Fuck. It's like the boy knew exactly what I liked. Don't get me wrong - I've fucked my fair share of girls, but total smoothness on a boy is completely different. It's not exactly feminine, it's more of acceptance that he is a faggot and a boy, not a man. And unlike with girls, the only reason boys shave and wax is to hopefully please certain men. I could no longer resist. I roughly grabbed the belt of his skinny jeans and ripped them off of him. Fuck, I was going to go insane from lust. Chris' legs were perfectly smooth and highlighted his very toned calves. I could tell how deep his tan was by his deep speedo tanline. Chris must've caught me looking at him with the eyes of a predator. "You like that?" he asked. "Oh, baby...", I groaned. "Oh...baby...." I ran my hands over his body, just groping whatever I can get. He felt so good. His body was cold from being outside, but with my giant wall of muscle cradling him and my hands running all over him, I was going to warm him up fast. I pulled Chris' shirt off next, and decided to leave his jockstrap on. He was wearing a thin black one with white stripes, and it looked hot stretched out over his smooth bubble butt. "Oh...fuck, babe," I kept whispering to myself. I unwrapped him like a present. I took his dick out of his jockstrap, already completely limp from the Tina. Just how I like it. Guys like to play with a faggot's dick, even suck it, but I had already decided for Chris he wasn't going to be using it much. "Daddy! Don't!" Chris cried out as I squeezed his dick hard. I smirked. I wasn't going to keep torturing him, but I just wanted to hear him cry out. And it made me feel happy to hear the boy call me daddy. It didn't faze his affection for me though. Naked on my dirty mattress after i had just inflicted pain on him and enjoyed it, Chris turned to look at me with doe eyes. His pupils were dilated, and he looked a little cracked out already since it was his first time, but there was no mistaking the attachment and affection in his gaze. I had him in my lap (I was still fully clothed), one hand on his nipple and the other hand just softly grazing his hole. He wrapped his arms around my neck. "Daddy... you make me feel so good," Chris whispered. His delicate, angelic face pressed against my hard, muscled one. "Yeah baby? Daddy's gonna make you feel real good all the time," I uttered back in a deep, seedy whisper. My lips grazed his as my sentence trailed off. I started kissing him softly, then hungrily tongued him and slobbered over him, sloppy and aggressive. Then I'd get tender again. While kissing him, it occurred to me that he wasn't as tweaked as I wanted him to be yet. He was obviously high, wired and uncontrollably horny, but I prefer to have sex with sluts who are completely fucked up and barely even functional. When I broke the kiss, I held up the bong. "Want another hit, baby?" I asked. "Fuck yeah," Chris said excitedly. "Take another. Take a couple," I added with a grin. I pressed the mouthpiece of the bong to his lips and lit it up. The body of the bong was almost yellow with how thick the smoke was. He had to stop sucking halfway and exhale, blowing out a stream of the thickest white clouds I've seen in a while. But he wasn't done, and I pressed the bong to his lips again to make sure he emptied the smoke inside. He coughed and gagged, a little nauseous from the taste and the heaviness of the vapor. I gave him some time to recover - I didn't have anything to get the taste out, unfortunately, but that didn't mean he could stop hitting the bong. After he finished coughing, I immediately pressed the bong to his lips again and I didn't go easy on him, giving him just as intense of a hit the second time. I fucking torched the bowl. Almost immediately after, i dipped my finger into a tub of vaseline, then scraped a couple crystals, and slowly dug it into his fresh pink pussy. "Ahhh!" he moaned. He winced as the crystals slowly dissolved into his bloodstream, burning him from inside. I know it hurt, so i just let my fingers sit there for a bit and let him recover. Again, even though I was the one who caused him pain without warning or consent, he looked at me for comfort. Eyes desperate for a kiss to make the pain better. I quickly complied, making out with him sweetly as his hole finally adjusted. I slowly pulled my fingers out. He kissed me hungrily like he loved me. Maybe he did. Boys fall quickly like that. He didn't even know that he wasn't going to be leaving this dark room with its dirty mattress for the foreseeable future. His eyes were out of sync at this point, and he was muttering unintelligibly. A bit of drool was leaking from his lip and his body had small convulsions here and there every time he got a chill. "You feel good, baby?" I asked. "Yeahhh!" he practically yelled. "Fuck daddy, I wanna be a meth whore! All I want is more drugs and as much cock as I can get!" Parts of his speech went in and out, but I'm pretty sure that's what he said. His hand was over his hole, desperately trying to make it feel something. "Faggot," I growled, suddenly changing my tone. "You're finally where I want you. Two steps away from an overdose." This only turned Chris on. His blue eyes, which faded a little in color, glared at me in an attempt to focus on my face. "I want... I want to always be this fucked up when I'm with you," he said weakly. "Daddy... Daddy, can you fuck me? Please? I need it...I need it so bad." I put my mouth against Chris' ear and whispered, "Fucking faggot whore. Look at you begging for my dick inside your little cunt." "Please... please," he kept pleading. "Daddy, I need a dick inside my hole." In the ten minutes we've been laying together on this filthy mattress, I had become Daddy to Chris and he'd become Faggot to me. As far as I can remember, we never used our actual names with each other again. My lip curled as I got turned on by how our names solidified our new relationship. I grabbed him by his tiny waist and threw him on the other side of the mattress. "Spread your legs wide open, Faggot," I demanded. "Show me that pussy." Faggot wasted no time. He raised his legs and spread them as wide as he could. He even grabbed his asscheeks and pulled them apart with his hands, desperately trying to open his hole up more. Damn. It really was a pussy. It was smooth and bright pink. The hole was so tender and tight you would've thought it was untouched. Just looking at it made me want him to bear my children. I had to unbutton and unzip my jeans right away as my dick was getting so hard that it was hurting, trying to burst through my pants. It swooped right out, completely hard, pointing directly out from me. I'm proud of my dick. It's not a beer-can dick. It's not so thick. However, it's a full 10.5" of average girth, totally solid, uncut bone. It might have even been a little on the thin side. Now I don't know why, but even when I smoke Tina, my dick is always rock hard once I'm horny. It's like I had reverse erectile dysfunction, my dick always got the stiffest and hardest boners, ever since I was a boy. Occasionally, it could only get semi-hard if I do too much Tina, but a cock ring and a viagra quickly turn it into a rock pole. My manhood seemed to perfectly complement Faggot's cunt hole. It was so tight, the hardness and small girth would more easily enter. I wasn't going to risk damaging his hole just yet though. I need that thing to work for a long time. I squirted a ton of baby oil into the tub of vaseline and scooped a giant, gooey lather of the grease onto his hole, rubbing it in a little with my finger. I rubbed a light layer on my dick too. I tossed Faggot a fresh bottle of poppers, a silent order for him to prepare himself. Violently spun, he fumbled to unscrew the bottle and shakily snorted from both nostrils. Deep. Just as he was about to screw the cap back on, I stopped him. "Wait - 2 more deep hits," I ordered. The boy looked like he had been destroyed by the combined highs of the meth and the poppers. His blond hair was tousled, his blue eyes wonky, his white teeth chattery, and now he looked dizzy and unfocused. All he could produce were loud moans and "Oh...Fuck..." I took the bottle of poppers from him. I didn't trust him to put the cap on safely anyway. I took two deep hits too. Fuck. A wave of what can only be described as intense perversion swept over me, and as the poppers dotted my vision, I looked at Faggot through an even more degrading lens. He was so damn sexy with his tan smooth body and his legs spread open for me, it was even hotter that his clean cut appearance was trashed by how drugged up he was. As the rush of the poppers hit me and then swept behind me, all I could think about was fucking him however I wanted. I pressed my dick hard against his greased up pussy. It still met with a little resistance, but the poppers relaxed his hole significantly and opened it up a lot more. My dick was uncut, so the head didn't need to pop in first. It penetrated like a stick. "FUUUUUUCK YEAHHHH!" I roared like a beast. "OHHHH FUCK! FUCKKK IT'S IN!" Faggot yelled. My head spasmed with pleasure, and my eyes rolled back into my head. For a moment, I even thanked my parents for not circumcising me so that I could enjoy the full pleasure of the pussy I was in right now. The Faggot's breeding hole was warm, soft, and tightly wrapped around my dick. Most of all, he was wet too. His hole squirted like crazy from arousal. The drugs probably helped with that. My dick felt so much friction against his insides and was coated with so much of the oily lube and juice that my body shook from the sensations I felt. "Unh! Uhhhh!" he moaned like a bitch as I continued to push in deeper.. and deeper. Whenever he thought it couldn't get any deeper, I pressed his legs further back and shoved more in. His eyes widened as my dick hit a painful spot. Because it was so hard and didn't curve to the inside of his hole, it probably jammed deeper than his pussy could even take. "AHH! SO DEEP!" he screamed, wincing in pain. "YEAH?" I boomed. "YOU FEEL IT DEEP IN YOU?" "TOO DEEP! TOO DEEP!" he gasped. "Fuck you, Faggot. You'll get used to it," I said. And then I spit on him. It landed in a thick wad on the side of his perfect, shiny, tan cheek. He looked helpless, and if I could get any harder from that, I would've. My dick might've pulsed with arousal. A smooth twink with a smooth tight hole completely at my mercy, meaning no one was going to stop anything I did to violate or degrade him. I allowed Faggot to take two more deep hits of the poppers before moving my dick. Once the cap was screwed on, the gloves came off. I withdrew almost the entire length of my dick, which must've felt crazy for the boy, then plunged back in. And out and in again, and out and in again, so fast the Faggot could barely breathe and scream to keep up. My dick ripped through his pussy, stabbing in and out. Each stroke made me feel like his cunt was rubbing ecstasy straight into my dick. It definitely felt even better watching him yelp at the top of his lungs with each thrust. "UH! UH! UH! UH! AH! UHH!" "FUCK YOU, YOU STUPID SLUT! I'M GONNA FUCK THAT TWEAKED UP CUNT SO HARD BECAUSE THAT'S WHAT YOU FUCKING DESERVE, FAGGOT! YOU FUCKING WHORE TRASH!" I barked. I didn't care if he was loud. When I got verbal, I yell obscenities at whoever I'm fucking. I sound like a drill sergeant. His screaming and moaning and my aggressive roaring mixed together to fill the silent room with the explosive sound of sex. The fact of the matter is the household upstairs can complain all they want to the landlord, but their noise complaints go unheard. The landlord buys crack from me (after all, that's how I got the basement), so he's on my side and would do anything to keep the police from coming. I found out a week later they left before their lease ended because they couldn't live with the extremely loud sex through the thin ceiling/floor occurring at all times of day and weird times of night. I pounded Faggot for 40 minutes straight. His sexy legs and delicate smooth little feet bounced and flailed around my arms and shoulders the whole time as I fucked him. If a while went by without any harsh words reminding him his only worth was giving me pleasure with his body and pussy, I'd spit on him and slap him. At one point, I pulled out completely. Then I charged in, ramming straight to the deepest point I could possibly reach, and while his little body folded to take the impact, I spit straight into the center of his face, splattering from his nose to his cheekbones, then slapped him hard with the full force of my titanic, muscular strength. His face was so red it burned through the tan. He cried out in surprise and pain, but took it like a good slave boy. To reward him, I grabbed him by the hair and slapped him across the face three more times before spitting on him one more time and giving him a quick kiss. Then I grabbed one of his ankles and punch-fucked him for a minute straight. He was gasping for air, not even being able to react to the abuse happening so quickly and one after another. But no matter what I did, when he looked me in the eyes, it was the same expression of love, only shadowed by a bit of pleading. He was high as a kite and he couldn't help it, because the dick felt so good in him and he was so horny and hungry for a man to use him, all he could see was his strong, sexy, manly daddy. At this point, he knew that his daddy was depraved and sadistic. But dick and drugs could turn a boy into a hopeless lover. Finally, I felt the electric sensation of wanting to cum, an burning sensitivity rushing through my penis as it thrusted. I grabbed both his ankles hard enough to snap them off and buried my cock to the hilt as I unloaded one of the biggest nuts in recent memory. My whole body convulsed as I roared and gasped, shuddering as my cock just pulsed inside him, shooting jet after jet of my seed into him. He moaned in ecstasy as he felt my dick harden and vibrate. Then, everything became silent besides for our grunting and panting. I slowly pulled my dick out. A splash of cum was dragged back with it and popped out of his hole. One thick drop trickled down his tailbone. For a moment, all I could do is just touch him and finger him gently to feel the cum inside his hole. It was still so smooth and tender. It's amazing how something that felt so soft inside could withstand the brutal beating my dick just gave it. Faggot looked completely used up and laid limp, his legs having fallen on the mattress after his marathon of having them being split apart. He was still a handsome, beautiful boy even like this. I laid down next to him and caressed his face and body, kissing him. "Daddy," he groaned weakly. "I... i want more..." I smiled just a little, feeling pride in how much of a cock whore I turned him into in just an hour. Out of impulse, I suddenly decided to revise my plan for enslaving him. I was just going to take him. I got up and zipped my jeans up. From one of the cabinets I retrieved a brown leather leash with a 5 foot chain. I pressed my body down on Faggot to restrain him and clipped the collar of the leash around his neck. I looped a small padlock around where I clipped it and locked it shut. Then, I tied the chain around one of the pipes protruding from the wall and put a padlock around the tied chain. I had the keys in the main room, where he wouldn't be able to reach. Tweaked and confused, Faggot yanked experimentally at the chain. Then, he realized he was trapped, but he didn't panic. He looked at me with puppy eyes with a pleading look, just waiting for me to explain. I got on the mattress with my enslaved boy and held his naked body in my giant arms. "Listen, Faggot," I said softly. "I'm going to turn you into my whore. You're going to live here now, and you're never going to leave this fucking room, got it? I recorded everything that just happened, you doing the drugs and getting fucked, and I'm going to anonymously send it to your parents, teachers, friends, whoever I can get ahold of. You're never going to see or talk to any of those people ever again. I'm going to smash your phone, throw out your house keys, and keep your wallet. From now on, this is your new reality." Even violently high, Faggot was realizing the gravity of the situation. "Daddy... Please! Don't show anyone the video. Please," he begged. "I'll be a good boy. I'll do whatever you want. Please..." Tears welled up in his eyes, realizing the shock that would hit everyone he ever knew. I ran my hand through his hair. "Bitch, you're going to do whatever I want anyways. That's not going to stop me. I'm going to send it to all of them through your phone and tell them you couldn't resist your inner whore anymore and ran off to become a pornstar. And you're going to become a pornstar, because these videos are going on any porn site I can publish them on, and I'm going to make whatever money I can from filming you. From now on, your purpose is taking my dick whenever I'm horny and making money using your body and cunt. All of my nut goes in you. All of my piss goes in you or on you. There are going to be men coming in and out to come fuck you. That's because I'm going to sell your pussy to them. When I make a sale, I'll tell you to get ready." Faggot looked at me with fear and arousal. His lip trembled, and his handsome face looked almost pitiful. He looked so helpless and boyish I almost felt sorry for him until I remembered that he's just a piece of property now. Even still, I knew a small part of him was excited to be with me and embrace an endless cycle of drugs, sex, and personal and physical maintenance. ------ The next day, I woke up with Faggot in my arms. Being in the basement with no windows, I couldn't even tell what time it was or how long we slept. Last night, he cried a little bit after reality kicked in, but I gave him some weed to smoke and slept on the mattress with him instead of my bed. The boy calmed down eventually and fell asleep, and I fell asleep holding him. I let him continue to sleep. One perk of being here is that he doesn't have to wake up to an alarm. When he eventually did wake up, I was ready to introduce him the finer details of his new life. I made him a small breakfast of eggs and packaged fruit and brought him a gallon jug of water for the day. As he ate, I spoke. "We're going to have to have rules to keep you in place. "Let's start with the most important one. You can't refuse any man I sell you to. Old, ugly, fat, short, sweaty, smelly, I don't give a fuck. They pay, they fuck. If they want to fuck raw, which will be encouraged because I'm not supplying condoms, you take it raw. Nod if you understand." Faggot nodded vigorously, determined. "Second. Sometimes I'm going to have to take you out. I might take you on a house call to a john or to a bathhouse. I definitely have to take you to the doctor and get tested constantly since you'll be taking so much raw dick and cum. You're going to get diseases, so I gotta catch them fast so that you can still fuck. You need to go to a dentist, go to the gym, and tan. When we go out, I lead you by your leash and you keep a blindfold on. You get one outfit to put on: the one you wore here today. You hop right into the back of my van and wait for me to let you out." "People are also going to ask questions. They're going to see you filthy and dressed like a street whore when you show up to the doctor's office. Let me do the talking. Under no circumstances are you to talk to anyone when we go out unless it's a man who's going to fuck you. I want my whore to interact only with men who use you for sex. That'll be all you know and all the companionship you get. If you try to ask anyone for help, remember you'll be out on the street homeless with severe withdrawal from any number of drugs I'm gonna put you on. That, and before I go to jail, I'm going to beat the shit out of you. And you won't have any money or ID, because, third, any money you earn goes to me. Whatever you need, I buy for you if I want to. Including drugs. "Fourth, you keep cum inside you as long as you can. I will flush your hole out regularly to keep it clean, but you are a cum dump slut and when I fuck you at the end of the night, you better be oozing. I don't care how nasty the guys are who breed you, you respect them by letting their sperm inseminate every fiber of your being. "Fifth, you will always be high. I'll be fucking you up with all kinds of stuff of my choosing. I even got stuff to make you sleep. When men come to fuck you, you will always be tweaked beforehand and given more during or in-between. If you're going to be my whore, I'm going to force you to be heavily addicted to drugs and sex. The johns will know that you are useless without drugs and sex and therefore should feel like they can treat you pretty much however they want because you're a desperate, fucked up piece of garbage who needs their dick to survive. I will make sure you're safe and not damaged in order to ensure you can continue doing your job. "Finally, your name is no longer Chris, and I don't want to ever hear that name again. From now on, your name is now Faggot. One of my buddies learned how to tattoo, so he'll be tattooing your name as a tramp stamp on your back. That way, johns will know that Faggot is your name." I finished as Faggot finished chewing his food. It took him a long time to put it down since he still had residual T in his system. He looked at me with those blue eyes, fresh and sparkly after a full night's sleep, but a little red from crying. Then, unexpectedly, he leaned into me and wrapped his smooth body around my torso and rested his ass in my lap. "Daddy?" "Yeah, Faggot?" "Does this mean I'm going to do meth everyday and get fucked by you constantly? Multiple times a day?" "Yeah. You're going to feel real good on T all the time, baby. And now that I have you, I'm never going to jerk off again. If I wanna get off, we have sex." The boy leaned his blond hair into my big chest. He felt so small and fragile in my arms, even though he was a fully toned and developed young man. "Then fuck it. I want to be your whore, and I don't need anything from my old life. As long as I have you, I don't need anything or anyone else. At home or at school, I'm always horny and wishing that men were gay and would fuck me. If the only human interaction I have is with men and through having sex, that's more than enough. I want to be a good whore for you, Daddy." I looked at Faggot and felt nothing but pride and love for the boy. I took his life from him and he's still going to be a good whore boy for me. That's exactly the kind of unconditional worship I expect from him. I wanted to tell him I love him, but what I really loved was the piece of flesh that he was. I held him in my arms and kissed him softly for a while, and then without a word, I stood up and left him chained there. I opened up grindr, Scruff, bbrt, A4A, and craigslist. It was time to make him some profiles. Part 3 coming soon

Well, I’m a doctor myself so it’s kinda ironic. Still in residency here. But I get fucked pretty regularly by one of the married senior attending professors here who is a big deal in one of the campuses. I actually got fucked by him today. Nice load I got. On top of that, my own GP is a predatory kind of man and basically stalked me on apps till he was able to get me to take him on as my GP. He has fucked me in his private office, countless times in his home and every single time (six times) in the patient’s room when I go see him for a doctor’s visit. Never ever uses a condom. Loves to eat my ass. Then, I got fucked for a good four months in the on call room at this hospital I was training at by one of the security guards. He had a huge thick dick. He was married and his wife and kids lived in a small town five hours away so I was his pussy boy for five days a week. He literally fucked me daily for four months Monday through Friday at lunchtime. One of my friends is a medical director and a super pervert who likes to fuck me on the regular as well. Oh and one of the nurses at one of the hospitals I worked at fucked me a few times when I was on call there. Funny how I was giving the orders on the unit and as soon as he entered my on-call room, I was his bitch. Fucking hot power top. And funny part is, none of the other nurses ever figured it out. Oh back when I was in medical school one of my preceptors in my first year invited me to his place and got me drunk (mind you I skipped college so I was not even 19 at the time) and fucked the daylights out of me. Back then I was scared of STD’s and since I was drunk I had no clue he was breeding me. Afterwards when I came to, I freaked out and he told me he was clean and told me now it had been done. He then bred me two more times before driving me back to my dorms. He became my mentor in medical school and honestly helped me a lot through it. Even got me all my externships and all. It was a pretty sweet deal because he had a nice big 9” Dick. So I was happy getting plowed for the opportunities. Mutually beneficial. After I graduated lost touch with him. There’s many other examples of one time things where I was fucked by food delivery guys or the janitor a few times when I was on call. Can’t think of any other times.

Total into gang fuck party with guy watching... and then joining... Last night I whent to the bath house and I got fuck by a guy I see there now and then... after I turn to the bottom in the sling and play with the driping cum in he's ass with my finger. I got hard and I fuck him. We were surronded by guy's and I got fuck and i fuck around. Love playing with other pigs in public... I'm still looking for 3 or 4 top fucker to flood my ass in gang... I got to cum in the ass of the guy in the sling and I was not the first. Right after I got out, I was replace by a guy with a very big cock. He stretch that hole to the max. love to see that...

PART 4 Those three letters threw me straight into holy fuck mode. Here I was 18 and still totally inexperienced and had just lost my virginity to a guy with HIV. And I hadn’t used a condom. And he came in me. And judging by the way he felt, it had been a lot of cum. All I wanted was to just get out. I don’t think I said a word as I quietly put my clothes on. I thought maybe he would say something, but he just let me quickly dress and leave. To say I was freaking out inside was putting it mildly. I don’t even remember driving home, but I do know I made a point to just sneak in and get to my room. I know I spent a decent amount of time totally in panic and sure I had aids. Then, almost against my will, as I lay in bed, I started to relive the whole thing in my head. And was instantly hard. My body was betraying me, even though I was still totally scared. I couldn’t forget how good it felt to suck a real man’s dick. And to get fucked. It had felt so good to finally get fucked. And then the cum, actually feeling him cum into me. And wait, he had tried to pull out. I was the one that stopped him. I had stopped him! In my panic, I had forgotten that fact. My hand that wasn’t stroking my cock reached down and fingered my hole, which was Still slick and wet. Wet with his cum, I thought, and that thought put me over the edge. I shot all over myself, one hand stroking my cock while my other hand was jammed two fingers deep into my cummy hole. It took a long time to actually sleep though, all I kept thinking about was how good it felt and how I couldn’t ever do it again. It had felt so fucking good. But it could kill me. And this last part especially. Holy shit, his cum is in me I am so scared. And then, holy shit his cum is in me, it’s so fucking hot I let a guy fuck me and cum in me. Another man’s cum is soaking into me. I finally fell asleep, still totally fixated on cocks and holes and especially, cum and hiv.

I tried not to check for wet, semen spots on my denim shorts as I made my walk of shame back to the car and ran my tongue around my mouth savoring the lingering tastes of dick and cum. The sun was just peeking up over the Nebraska cornfields. The voices of a couple arguing carried on the summer wind, and the only other life up at that hour were a few birds hopping around and foraging for what the folks had tossed on the ground the night before. The 2016 primary election campaigns had been a chance to get out and see the world. For some reason, being from the East Coast seemed to make we well qualified to be sent to the Midwest to do some grassroots organizing. I had spent the month of May driving from one end of Nebraska to the other, and finally had a weekend off. Memorial day weekend was the start of the summer, and nothing got the summer off right so folks told me, like going to the carnival. People traveled from far and wide to enjoy the rides, food, see old friends and make new ones. With a half-eaten hot dog in one hand and a dented soda can in the other, I had taken my time walking around the carnival, just enjoying this different part of life on the open plains. Near the back of the fair grounds I noticed an entire section of the carnival was almost totally dark, deserted, centered around the Fun House - at least that’s what the blacked out neon sign on the top of what looked like several shipping containers strung together said. As I got near the far end of the Fun House I could hear banging of metal on metal, along with the frustrated voice of a man who kept repeating, “Worthless piece of shit. Mother-fucking-shit. Worthless piece of shit….” I dropped the remains of my hot dog and drink into a trashcan that had a big white sign sticking out of it - CLOSED. I peeked around the end of the corner and in the dim light could see a man bent over, banging a generator with a silver, metal wrench. There was a can of beer along with a big flashlight perched on the edge of the generator housing and when he next gave the generator a good whack, the flashlight started a fast roll, the can toppled, beer splattered on his pants, and with an unfiltered cigarette still dangling in his mouth he began wiping at his pants and swearing, “Shit, fuck. Mother-fucking-shit.” I could only stare as in his efforts to wipe off the excess liquor he had turned to the side and given me a great view of the fat dick head poking out through the hole in his left pant leg. Something made him aware I was there. He paused, stood up, gave me the once over, took his cigarette out of his mouth with a pinch of his thumb and forefinger and asked, “Hey, what’s up? Can I help you?” I took my eyes off the hole in his pants where his man snake had retreated, shook my head no, “Sorry. I was just wandering around.” He squinted as he took a puff, exhaled the smoke, smiled and said, “Well, since you sorry and all, how about giving me a hand a minute? Grab the light for me will you and shine it in the middle there.” I walked behind him, bent down, fetched the flashlight from the tall grass, and shined the beam onto the broke down generator. With his cigarette back between his lips, the man focused once more on whacking it here and there with his wrench. I don’t know much about mechanical things, but to me, seemed like maybe that was not the best choice. But as he did, I took the chance to look at him closer. His camo baseball cap was frayed around the brim. Beyond the holes in his pants, the tank top he had on appeared to have more holes and stains than anything else. His arms were nice and muscular and his hair appeared to be short, but he had long sideburns that edged down his face and stopped a few inches shy of meeting up with the full, Fu Manchu mustache he wore. I let my eyes continue down, lingering on the beds of sweat on his upper chest, then looked further down to the hole where his dick head had appeared before. The man was down on his right knee, with his left leg up and out, giving me the perfect angle to try to see his dick again if I just moved the light slightly back….”Hey - HEY!” the man said. I looked back at his face, his eyes met mine, he motioned forward with the wrench, “The light - on there - you mind?” I apologized, repositioned the light once more and tried to keep my eyes focused as he worked. “Well fuck,” he said. The man stood up, patted me on the back, “Come on.” He slammed the generator housing cover closed, walked around to the side, I followed trying to shine the light on the ground so we both could see. He went up a couple metal steps at the back, opened a door to a mechanical room, with me close behind. He took the flashlight from my hand, set it on a shelf so it cast off enough light to see by, closed the door, then sat down on a metal folding chair. “Want a beer?” he asked. I nodded, he fished one out of a cooler in the corner, popped one open for himself and took a long swig. “Jesus that’s good. You smoke?” he asked. “No, I don’t smoke cigarettes,” I replied. “Fuck that,” he said, “I’m talking about weed. That generator is toast, so my night is done. Time to get buzzed and lit - you want to join me?” A few minutes later we were sharing a smoke, emptying a fresh can of beer, and swapping stories. “You from around here?” he asked. I told him I was from out of town and staying in a motel about 20 miles away and had just come for the carnival. His name was Zeke, he and his brother Isaiah were the equipment maintenance guys and had been with the carnival since they got out of high school. Then he added a twist that made my dick hard and my need to get fucked zoom right to the surface, “This job may not pay a whole lot, but we got a roof over our heads - such as it is - travel here and there, I can drink my beer and smoke my weed pretty much all damn day and there’s an endless supply of new ass. Trust me, that’s a mighty good thing since both Isaiah and I are constantly horny.” I was still trying to figure out if he meant ass in the broader “straight man talking about girl pussy” sense or if he meant ass ass - like man ass. That thought process was interrupted as he handed me the joint, stood up, unzipped his pants, pulled out a long, thick, uncut dick, fluffed his balls, and I about choked to death as I inhaled just a bit too quickly. Zeke stepped towards the back wall of the small room, leaned forward and steadied himself with his left hand on the wall in front of him, spread his legs apart and let a stream of hot piss hit the back and trickle down, creating a dark puddle that slowly seeped into the wood floor. I exhaled my latest hit of the joint as Zeke turned, ran his right hand around the dripping head of his dick, then lifted it to his mouth and licked the drops off. He smiled, stepped over to me and dropped his pants to the floor, his dick so close and said, “Want to taste it? I seen you staring at my dick.” I held up the blunt for him to take, leaned forward, set my hands on the sides of his hips and started slurping on that hot daddy dick like there was no tomorrow. “Suck that shit,” Zeke ordered, “Taste that good daddy dick. That’s some real man dick there. You trying to swallow my load or how about I feed it up your ass?” I moaned at that and shifted and Zeke laughed, “Oh yeah smoke that daddy dick, smoke it up. Good boy. Here - take this and smoke this weed a bit while I get a taste of that ass. I’m a supreme assologist.” I stood up, dropped my shorts, stepped out of them, took the weed, leaned forward and moaned as Zeke buried his face in my hole and started lapping, slurping, tonguing my ass. The deeper the smoke went into my lungs, the deeper Zeke’s tongue went up my ass and I started grinding my hips back as it felt so fucking good. Zeke paused, I was holding a hit, when I almost dropped it and cried out in pain. He had taken advantage of my distracted state to stand up, grab my hips, and push his raw dick into my hole. “JUST RELAX, HIT THAT WEED AGAIN,” ZEKE SAID. “NO, NO,” I HALF-HEARTEDLY REPLIED. “YOU WANT THIS DICK DON’T YOU?” ZEKE ASKED, “I KNOW IT’S BIG, BUT I ALSO KNOW IT FEELS GOOD IN THAT ASS - FOR YOU AND FOR ME BOTH. GO ON, TAKE A BIG HIT - THAT’S IT - JESUS THAT HOLE JUST TOTALLY RELAXED AND YOU GOT ME NOW BOY - YOU GOT DADDY ALL THE WAY IN THAT ASS. TIME TO POUND IT OUT A BIT BEFORE I CUM.” It took me a sec to catch that last part, “Wait - no - no - please don’t cum in me,” I begged, yet I continued to push my ass back, meeting his thrusts and moaning as Zeke fucked me good. “I’M GONNA CUM…” ZEKE WARNED. “Please pull out, please don’t shoot in….” Zeke interrupted my objection like I was not even speaking, “GETTING READY TO BLOW AIDS COTTON CANDY UP THAT ASS - FEEL MY STICK COATING YOU UP? TWIRLING MY AIDS CUM CANDY? GOOD BOY FOR DADDY - YOU A GOOD BOY - TAKE DADDY’S CANDY. FUCK YEAH FILLING THAT ASS!!!” Zeke continued pumping like he had not shot a load in days. His dick finally slid from home, he turned me around, looked into my eyes, smiled, then tilted his head as he leaned down and gave me a long, passionate kiss. “Thank you boy. I needed that.” Zeke whispered. I managed to ask, “Are you really? Did you...I’m NEG and…” Zeke sat down, his pants still around his ankles, his dick slick and shimmering in the flashlight’s glow, “Oh yeah, I coated that ass good with some AIDs nutt. Where’d that lighter go - ah! Nothing like a nice ass, good weed, hey pop me a beer. Let daddy fill this bladder back up, give you a good gut full of piss too.” The mechanical room was feeling awful stuffy and I was feeling a bit sick to my stomach realizing I had just taken a raw dick from someone I did not know, and he said he had AIDs to boot. Zeke patted his thigh, “Get over here. Get down there and suck on it a little. Taste that dirty nutt tang after a good fuck and fuck boy you was tight. Look at that - just thinking about giving you my candy is making my shit get hard again. Here - looks like you best take a few hits of this first. That’s it - some good weed makes it all better. Do what daddy says now, hit it - have another beer, then put this dick back in your mouth.” Zeke was right. The weed and beer helped and even though my mind - OK well a tiny, itsy, bitsy, spec of my mind screamed NO DON’T, I had to have that dick back in my mouth. I had been sucking him a few minutes when it seemed the taste changed. I leaned back, looked at the tip of his dick, and licked my lips at the amount of precum coming out. “Are you really POZ?” I asked. Zeke made a weird facial expression, “Don’t really matter now does it boy? But yes. I am. Toxic, POZ, AIDs bug, raw freak, dirty fucker now stand up and bend over so daddy can punish that ass some more for asking too damn many questions. You got to learn to lighten up, fucking live a little, and that sweet ass is too good to keep to yourself.” Another POZ load up my ass and I was following Zeke across to the far side of the fair grounds where the carnie workers had their trailers parked. I was pretty buzzed and really shouldn’t drive and Zeke offered to let me crash at his place - and said we could keep smoking and drinking. We wound our way through a few rows of RVs, hitch campers, and headed towards a medium sized tow camper hooked up to a beat up brown and white pickup that was parked off to the side from the rest, under a lone parking lot light. I could hear the muffled noise of a TV playing, saw the shifting light of the picture screen through the dingy curtains, and smelled the stench of weed emanating from the tin box. I smiled, yeah no wonder Zeke parked off to the side. Zeke opened the door, stepped in, and I followed, only to be hit by a wave of man funk and thick smoke. “Close the fucking door!” a voice bellowed. I snapped the door shut, Zeke shifted to the side and waved towards the middle of the camper, “This is Isaiah, my little brother.” The shock must have shown on my face as Isaiah looked nothing like Zeke. He was a lot taller, thicker, with long wild hair and a ZZ Top style beard. When he stood up from behind the small inset table, he took up half the fucking camper. My eyes followed his beard/chest hair trail down, across his heavy stomach and then rested on his horse dick, half hidden in a bushel of pubic hair. “Figured you’d be up and wouldn’t mind if I brought us home a little company,” Zeke said. Isaiah set the joint he was smoking down in a filled ashtray on the table, took a long swig from a bottle of beer, and just looked at me with a scowl. “Go on now,” Zeke pushed me a step forward, “He won’t bite - well he will, but not until he’s got that dick buried and you can’t run. He ain’t showered or nothing in about a week, so that dick cheese is ready to be harvested and he’s been saving it up for just such a special occasion.” Isaiah pulled his hair back away from his face with his left hand and looked down at me as I kneeled on the camper floor and reached out for his dick slowly like I was trying to slide a salmon away from a grizzly. I eased the long foreskin back and rolled it into a series of ridges behind his crusted, pale dick head. Zeke was right. There was enough cheese that you could have slathered up some bread and hit the griddle. A tap on my right shoulder, “Here, once you get it mostly clean huff on these. Fresh bottle of Jungle Juice poppers - will clean that palette, make your hole ease open, and turn you into a total pig boy for your daddies.” I gagged, choked, swallowed and when I tried to pull off his growing horse dick Zeke stepped close behind as Isaiah held my head so I had no place, and way to run. Their bodies pressed tighter and I heard them moan and other sounds. Were they kissing? Christ that gives whole new meaning to brotherly love. I’m a damn good dick sucker and love a challenge, so I kept pushing forward until my nose was buried in the top of his pubic hair and my throat was convulsing around his shaft. I couldn’t breath, but knew that was OK and started to count in my head, 1 sec, 2 sec, 3 sec,...I hit 27 before the brothers separated. I pulled back, gasping. Isaiah pulled me up, pushed me towards the back of the camper and as I lay on my back on the bed he tossed the bottle of poppers at me. I opened the cap, spilled some on my hand, sniffed them good and deep and pulled my legs back. I needed that big country dick up my ass - NOW! “POZ HIS HOLE MAN. I ALREADY DUMPED TWO LOADS OF MY AIDS COTTON CUM CANDY UP IN THERE AND HE WANTS IT - HE NEEDS IT - TOTAL NEG BUG CHASER!” Zeke said from behind his brother. Isaiah had my legs up so my ankles were hooked on his shoulders and he was slamming my ass as deep as he could go with no foreplay. The initial shock of his entry had quickly given way to a fucking fantasy fuck. Isaiah’s long hair fall down the sides of his face, framing his intense stare as he looked in my eyes with a serious, focused glare. I reached up and starting tugging at his nipples. His left upper lip curled, I twisted harder, and his lip now curled up enough to show teeth, as his breathing got louder. I had to have it all so I begged while I twisted his nipples as hard as I could, “FUCK ME. POZ ME, PLEASE GIVE ME YOUR AIDS, PLEASE POZ ME.” My ass had never been so totally owned as it was right then. Isaiah pulled me a bit closer to the front of the bed, bent me over even more so he could hook his hands up behind my shoulders. I had never knowingly taken a POZ dick before his brother. I sure as hell had never begged for it. But there was some primal drive, some awakening in my soul, a realization of some new need, desire, to be owned, marked, taken, filled, and bred by any dick I came across no matter the consequences. Isaiah leaned down and started kissing me; his beard scratching my lips and face and he grunted, growled, and tongue bathed me. He picked up his dick pace and I thought for sure he was going to cum, but then he eased off, started doing slower strokes, which just made me crazy. “DON’T STOP!” I gasped. He then slammed hard and fast once more, my moans lost in his open mouth as we melded our spit. Again he eased off, slowed his strokes, which was not right - I needed that dick! OVER AND OVER ISAIAH FILLED ME DEEP THEN EASED BACK TO TEASE MY HOLE. MY BODY WAS QUIVERING AND MY ASS WAS SPASMING AND BEFORE I KNEW WHAT WAS HAPPENING I ARCHED MY BACK, ISAIAH SENSED THE CHANGE IN MY BODY AND SLAMMED IT HARD AND DEEP AS HE COULD, AND I STARTED TO SHOOT TWIZZLER LIKE STRANDS OF HOT CUM BETWEEN OUR TORSOS WITHOUT EVER HAVING JACKED MY DICK. THE CLENCHING OF MY HOLE ON HIS RAW DICK WAS ALL ISAIAH NEEDED, AND HE TOO STARTED TO GRUNT AS SPUN OUT HIS AIDS COTTON CANDY DEEP IN MY ASS. Once the draining of his charged load was complete, Isaiah pulled himself out and off me, gently shoved me to the side, crawled up on the backside of the bed and promptly started snoring. I gave him a look of indignation as Zeke laughed, “Oh, don’t worry. He’s like that. Just needs a quick catnap is all. He’ll be back up in no time ready to go another round. In the meantime, come out here and smoke with me and while you hit this fresh roll let me stir his nutt around in your hole with my dick. That shit was hot as fuck!” That’s how the rest of the evening and night went - the two brothers taking turns sharing a joint, sharing a drink, sharing my ass and mouth. As I left their camper in the morning, Isaiah - who I learned was a man of few words but a whole lot of action - shoved a crumpled up piece of paper into my hands with a smile. Once I had made it to my car, I ironed the paper out on the car seat. It was a schedule for the summer of the dates and towns where the carnival was going to be along with a handwritten note at the bottom, “WE’LL BE HERE TWO MORE WEEKS AND YOU ARE WELCOME BACK ANY NIGHT. WE GOT ROOM ON THE ROAD FOR ONE MORE TOO - SO WHAT ARE YOU DOING THE REST OF THE SUMMER?” (*From the author: If you like the story let me know - post a reply or give a reputation. Thanks to everyone who takes the time to read these stories and for the continued support!)

Luv being fucked in the public rooms at the local bath house - a loud, rough deep fucking attracts the boys and guarantees even more deep, piston fucking by hot turned on guys!! Oink, oink!!

I prefer to get fucked in public. Bathhouses and porn shops in the arcades. I love having guys take turns on me.

LOVE putting on a show at the bath house... I love when a group of guys take turns on me on the fuck bench or the public sling at steamworks.