Leaderboard

12. Afternoon Cocksucker James looked at his watch again. It was two in the afternoon. It was Sunday afternoon, even. He had spent nearly eighteen hours at Tim's place, and he had gotten fucked for almost all of it. His body was sore, especially his hips and knees; he had spent too long on his knees or spreading his legs. The Uber driver was speaking rapidly into a mobile phone pinned to the dashboard, but it was a language James couldn't even recognize, much less understand. He was glad he didn't have to explain what he had been doing. He reached into his pocket, and felt the small wad of cash. Four guys had paid to fuck him. He had gotten sixty dollars out of it, and Tim had even paid for the Uber for him to go back home. But the money wasn't important. It was that he had gotten to spend all eighteen hours with Tim. He loved how the two of them had started to grow so connected, fueled by the drugs and bareback sex. "Here you are," the driver said, pulling into an empty spot right by James's apartment building. "Thanks," James said, and hauled himself out of the small car. His joints hadn't gotten any less sore, and he was surprised at what an effort walking was. He marched himself across the courtyard and up the far set of stairs. On his door was a post it. "See Me. Apt M." He wondered when the superintendent had put that up. It didn't matter. He would go no matter what. He went back down the stairs, across to the other wing, and the familiar ground floor apartment. "Come on in," the post-it read. Even before James opened the door, he could smell the pot smoke. He pushed open the door, and was greeted with a thick cloud of fragrant marijuana. Even after his adventures of the night, he found he had a craving for that familiar warmth of being stoned. He hoped it would take the edge off of the anxiety he had. The superintendent was sprawled on the couch, a bong on the table in front of him. He was wearing a pair of old sweat pants, and a few well-placed holes made it clear he didn't have on any underwear. James stumbled in, and the superintendent looked him over. "Looks like you had a night," he said. "Doesn't bother me," the man continued, and grabbed the remote. He flicked a button, and the baseball game was replaced by some girl sucking dick. "Come on," he said, spreading his legs, and pointing to his crotch. "Pay your rent, faggot. Get me off." James's mouth was dry from all the drugs. He hadn't even had a chance to pour himself a drink at home. But now he was expected to deep-throat one more cock. "Dry mouth?" the superintendent asked him. James realized he had forgotten the man's name. He was just the super to James; not that James thought about him as he did the super's cock. James nodded. "Yeah," he said. "Good. Open your mouth for me." James opened his mouth. The super laughed. "Such a faggot," he said, and suddenly spit a glob of saliva and snot into James's mouth. "Here's some lube for you." He pushed James's head back down, towards his crotch. James grabbed the waist band of the older man's sweats, and pulled it down. It exposed the super's thick shaft, and he wasn't even hard yet. As soon as his cock sprung free, the superintendent pushed it into James's mouth. "Suck it," he said. "Mmmmmmph," James managed to say, before his mouth was filled with cock once more. "Don't need to speak, faggot," the super said. "Just suck. Get me off." He grabbed the bong, and did a hit. James looked up at him, and he smiled. "You're high aren't you?" James nodded in agreement. Right before he left, Tim had made him do a few last hits. "Want more?" James nodded again. The super held the lighter to the bowl. "Right on," he said, before inhaling. His chest was thick and broad, and he filled his lungs with the fragrant smoke. He held the hit, and with a free hand, held James's head down. "Fuuuck," he finally moaned. "You're getting better at this." James gagged slightly; the super's cock was getting now lengthening, and getting harder at the same time. The bit of spit had not done much for his mouth, and it was hard to suck the man properly. At least he was starting to dribble a bit of pre-cum. The first time, James had hated the super dripping pre-cum. But this time he sought it out. He savored each drop, spreading the taste -- and wetness -- around his mouth. Finally, the man released his grip on James's mouth, and let the boy breathe. "Here," he said, and handed the bong and lighter to James. James grabbed it, and lit it up. He craved the pleasant relaxation that the marijuana promised, the edge it would take off the anxious elation from the crystal. He inhaled deeply, forgetting how much harsher the marijuana was compared to the crystal. He coughed a few times. "Try it again," the super said. "Get you ready to worship my dick." James tried again, this time getting a big hit. It burnt his lungs, but he knew it meant it was working. He leaned and swallowed the man's cock, suddenly able to go all the way to the base. "FUCK YEAH," the superintendent groaned. He grabbed James's head with both hands and held him down. Even as James struggled, needing to breath, suppress the gag reflex, and cough, all at once, he held him in place. "That's it. Choke on it." James felt like he was going to pass out, but finally, the top released him. He gasped, but the super quickly pushed his dickhead back in James's mouth. He nursed the head as he caught his breath, then pushed back down the shaft. It was almost natural to take the entire thing down his throat. This time he could breathe easily, and inhaled deeply of the sweaty, musky pubes. He wanted the man's load, and would do anything to get it. "That's it," the super said, stroking James's thick dark hair. "Get me off." The two of them held that position, the superintendent leaning back and getting his cock sucked by James. The two men lost track of time; it was only when the movie ended that the superintendent stirred. "That's what I like in a cocksucker," he said. "Undivided attention." He took a look at his watch. "But, I gotta get going soon. And I bet you want a load." James nodded. "Please," he said. Before he had even finished speaking, the super slammed his cock back into James's mouth, hitting the back of his throat and then sliding deeper. James tried not to gag, but the superintendent laughed at him. "Gagging feels good," he said, and slapped James on the side of his face. His cheek stung, but he couldn't pull himself off of the dick. He was hungry again, and the only thing that could satisfy him was more cum. "That's right, faggot," the super said. "Worship my cock." He forced himself down the length of the super's cock. It was a long, thick, stiff rod, and he was struggling to take the full length. "Come on," the super said. "Take it all." James finally managed to take it, and his nose was buried in the man's thick pubic hair. "That's it." The super held him in place, and face-fucked him short, rapid stokes. Unfortunately, they set off James's gag reflex. "Fuck yeah. Choke on it." James struggled, but after over a solid day of sex and drugs, he couldn't break the larger man's grip. "CHOKE ON IT," the superintendent moaned. James felt the thick geyser of cum flood his throat and drip down into his stomach. He couldn't breath, and he was starting to cry. "CHOKE. ON. IT." Each word was another volley of cum. James swallowed every drop. He needed it; it was the only thing that would keep him alive. "Choke," the superintendent repeated. He had pulled out, and his dickhead was in James's mouth, now just leaking semen in a steady stream. "On." James swallowed each mouthful, wishing he had the lubrication earlier. "It." One last mouthful, and then the superintendent pulled James off his cock. "Getting a lot better. Practice is helping you. Now. I gotta get ready." It was a dismissal; as soon as he said it, he stopped paying attention to James. James got off his knees, and walked out of his apartment. It had been at least an hour sucking off the super. The sun had started to descend, and James was glad he was home. He had a lot to think about.

Part 5 Our friends entered our hotel room and saw a naked Eric on the bed, with Steve still doing his magic with the electro box, making Eric whine and moan. Jeffrey wiped the dark sweaty hair off the teenage prince's forhead. "Damn, he really does look like Prince Eric. I mean, if Prince Eric was tweaked. How high is this kid?" "Oh he's pretty fucking high." I laughed. "He's had 8 full pipe hits, 8 shotguns, and four in the gas mask, oh and three booty bumps." " Niiiiice." Cooed Jeffrey in his deep voice. "That's what daddy likes. A hot little twink gacked out his mind." He rubbed his crotch as leaned over Eric's wide open mouth and let a long string of spit fall into it. "How many loads have you given him?" "Just 2 so far. But we have all night, and longer. Prince Eric might not realize it yet, but he's not going to be leaving any time soon. But I'm ready to give him another one now. That open mouth is just too inviting. I think it's time for a good old throat raping!" With that, I swung Eric's body around on the bed with his head hanging off. His wide open mouth left a straight passage over his tongue, past his tonsils, and right down his esophagus. I rubbed my cock all over his eyes and face, loving his silky smooth skin. Eric continued to make grunts and whines as Steve continued the electro torture. I reached for a pair of nipple clamps. I thought about using the alligator ones, with their sharp teeth digging into his tender, now swollen nipples, but I decided on the clover clamps, because the fun thing about them is, you can just rip them off in one excruciating moment. Jeffrey and Dave sat back to enjoy the show. I pulled the suction cups off his nips, to display two beautiful dark red nubs sticking out of his pale chest. I attached the clamps and Eric howled at this new pain. I just smiled as my hard cock twitched. Then I squatted over Eric, and began pushing my cock into his throat. The boy was as dry as the Sahara, but I knew that wouldn't last. As I pushed past the back of his throat, he began to gag, and his retching provided the perfect natural lubricant. I pulled out and Eric coughed and sputtered, gasping for air. I poured some poppers on the handkerchief, and covered Eric's nose with it while I covered his mouth. Soon I felt his body relaxing again and his head flopped loosely. This was what I was waiting for and I forced my 8 inches almost all the way down Eric's throat. The boy struggled beneath me as he gagged, but with his hands bound to his collar, and Steve holding the spreader bar so he couldn't move his legs, the most he could do was jerk his torso, which didn't accomplish much, except to amuse us. Then Steve hit the boy with an extra powerful jolt up his ass and down his cock. Eric's whole body went ridged and his back arched, and I slammed the last 3 inches down his throat and my balls were resting under his nostrils. The guys cheered as I slid my cock out of Eric's throat so the boy could get some air. Then I started to fuck his throat. I would slam it as deep as I could, giving five hard thrusts before I pulled out so I didn't suffocate my young prince. Eric would gasp for air, then I would repeat myself. He continued to gag and retch, which only served to massage my cock more. "That is so fucking hot!" Said Dave. "We can see your cock stretch that sluts throat out!" I continued this attack on the helpless boy for probably 10 minutes before I felt the stirring in my balls. Normally when I do T, my second orgasm takes a lot longer. But I was so worked up. I had never fucked anybody's throat the way I was fucking Eric's right now. This kid would be lucky to be able to talk when I finished. As soon as I knew I was about to blow my load, I buried myself self as deep as I could in Eric's throat. Then I grabbed the chain, and ripped the clamps off of his tender tits. Eric let out a blood curdling scream. At least it would have been if my cock wasn't buried in him pumping my cum right into his stomach. I pulled out as the last bits of sperm dribbled out of me. I rubbed my slimy cock all over Eric's pretty face as he coughed and gasped desperately for air. He spit up cum and slime which I wiped off his face and rubbed into his pissy smelling hair making my angel of a prince look closer to the dirty little piggy cumdump I was turning him into. I removed the spider gag from Eric's mouth and he moaned as he moved his sore jaw around. Well, croaked is more like it from the throat rape he had just had. "I think Prince Eric here is getting a little dehydrated. What should we do about that guys?" I asked, as I pulled a funnel gag out of our bag of tricks and tossed it to Dave. I knew they'd both have full bladders, as they were beer drinkers, and that would be the perfect introduction to Eric's first piss drinking. I smiled, remembering a party that Alex and Joe threw once where Brent was placed in a small kiddie pool with the funnel gag. He served as the only urinal for about 30 guys. For 6 hours he did nothing but drink piss. Then he would just have to relieve himself in the pool, so after a while, his was sitting in a couple of inches of re- recycled piss. I smiled as I imagined Eric like that. Steve and I carried Eric into the tub. Dave attached the funnel gag to Eric as he knelt there. Then Jeffrey and Dave took their cocks out and started filling the funnel. Even soft, Jeffries cock was a sight to behold. Especially with that zero guage p.a. Eric fought it at first, and visibly gagged when he actually swallowed for the first time, but soon he was gulping it down. "Do you like that my little toilet prince?" I asked as I stroked his hair and filmed him. He looked up at me and gave a couple of little nods as he swallowed more piss. That's when I knew I was really starting to break him. The guys used the last little bit of their urine to soak Eric's face and hair, adding their mark to the falling angel. "All right!" Declared Jeffrey, clapping his hands. "Let's get to some fucking!"

Part 4 I knew one of Steve's favourite positions for a bottom to be in, willing or not. So I grabbed the ankle restraints and the spreader bar, and quickly had Eric's feet spread wide. God, even this kids feet were beautiful! Then I attached a collar around his neck with rings that I quickly had his wrist restraints attached to. Eric didn't utter a word of protest. Steve then flipped the boy over and grabbed the spreader bar, pulling Eric down the bed untill his legs hung over the end. This way Steve could pound the shit out of him, and he couldn't go anywhere. Which is going to suck for my young prince, as Steve is a BRUTAL fucker when he's high. Steve was loading another couple of quick hits, and I decided they shouldn't be wasted when they were exhaled. I gagged Eric, and then put a gas mask over his head. After Steve took a huge hit, he blew the smoke into the tube and Eric's mask filled up with white smoke. He had no choice but to breathe it in, and it was quickly followed by another one from me. Two more hits each for us meant that was four more in total for our captive prince. This kids head must be in outer space by now. Just to be sure, I took another little shard and shoved it into the cum filled bottom. He groaned as his insudes burned again. Then Steve lined his slicked up, fat, (like I can't even get my fingers around it fat) 10 inch cock to the defensless hole before him and grabbed the kids hips. He took a deep breath, and with a roar slammed himself balls deep into Eric. The kids whole body went ridged as he threw his head back and screamed, which is exactly why I gagged him. I know Steve. I grabbed the fresh popper handkerchief and held it over the gas masks tube opening, and in a few seconds, Eric went limp again and his body sort of twitched. Steve pulled out all the way and smiled as he saw the pink tinted cum that covered his dick. I smiled too, knowing my babies were being driven even further into my little prince's body. Steve slammed himself back in again, balls deep, but this time, Eric only whimpered. I removed the gas mask, so Eric could breath better and Steve began his masterful fucking. I grabbed my phone to film some action, making sure I got some nice shots of Eric's face as his tear stained eyes winced every time Steve slammed into him. I decided to check my messages from our friends. I knew from experience that Steve's first fuck when he was high would usually last at least half an hour. I'd probably give the kid some more poppers in 15 minutes. One of the messages from Alex said that they went to a sex party and Brent was already up to 15 loads, and there were still a bunch of guys wanting a turn. He was blindfolded and tied down to a fuck bench. Exactly where he belonged. Jeffrey texted that they were at a bar, but it wasn't that exciting. Dave was trying to get this little twink to go home with them, but it wasn't looking good. I sent him a text with a couple of pics of my prince getting a pounding from Steve. I told them he was high as fuck and they should stop by later, he needs more dirty loads. He texted back with a big smiley face and said they should be back by 1:30. It was only 12:30 now, so there was plenty of time. I watched Steve powerfuck Eric for a while as Eric groaned and whimpered. Then I gave the kid some more poppers. Even with all the drugs, I know his formerly virgin ass was hurting right now. Steve was showing no mercy for this newbie. Not that I REALLY cared, mind you. And besides, once David and Jeffrey got here, that kid was going to take one of the biggest cocks I had ever seen! David had a nice 8 incher like mine. But Jeffrey, well, he was the same thickness as Steve, but a true 12 inches. Oh, and he had a big ole p.a. That kids gut was going to get torn up like nobody's business. And I couldn't wait. Finally, after fucking Prince Eric for 35 minutes, Steve grabbed a handful of the kids thick, black hair, painfully pulling his head back and forcing him to Arch his back. Steve then buried himself as deep as he could into the boy and gave him a second dirty load into his already ripped guts. I removed his gag as Steve stuck his ass slime covered dick into Eric's mouth. The boy instinctively started sucking it, probably too high to even realize it. But that's what we wanted. Then I took a medium sized metal butt plug and greased it up, sprinkling a fine dusting of Tina powder on it. This was going to make Eric's anal ring burn like fire this time, instead of his insides. Gotta keep it interesting for the kid! I waited until Steve had finished putting the spider gag in Eric's mouth, stretching it wide open. Then I rammed the plug into Eric's leaking hole and the kid whined as his anal ring burned. We didn't care, we just picked the kid up and headed into the bathroom. We had to piss and there was only one place it was going. We dropped Eric on his back in the tub. Normally, like with Brent, we would deposit our chem piss directly in his ass, but we didn't want to wash the cum loads out of Eric. They were staying in him. He looked up at us with those glassy eyes as we aimed our cocks and let go. We first filled his mouth with our two streams of piss. I didn't expect him to drink it, this was his first time after all. He would be drinking it soon enough. We soaked his face and hair, his chest, his cock, his legs and feet, everywhere. In no time he was baptized in our piss and we ran out. We carried him back to the bed and laid him on his back. In no time at all I had a metal cock cage with a urethra sound on the kid, and Steve had that and the plug hooked up to an electro box. I applied some suction nipple stretchers to his big pink tits and stretched them out a good quarter inch. Steve was a master with the electro box. He knew just how to manipulate the levels, from a mild pulse, to a surprising jolt. He had Eric's body twitching and trembling as he whined and moaned through the spider gag. I watched in wonder as Eric's caged cock emitted a continuous stream of precum. Once in a while I would lean down and lick it off his belly. It tasted so sweet. It seemed like almost no time at all when there was a knock on the door. Dave and Jeffrey had arrived.

Decided on another neighborhood walk for the 4th of July to see if anyone was shooting off fireworks. Headed out about 9pm as it was just getting dark wearing a red tank top and jockstrap and blue gym shorts with my red Nikes and a good flashlight. Was surprised by just how many families were outside with either fireworks or sparklers. Before I knew it I was back in that part of the neighborhood and just thinking about what happened last time I started to get a hardon. Got to the house and he was outfront in a lawnchair with a buddy sipping beers watching fireworks that just started across the street. I started to turn around and head home but he called me over to join them. Asking if I wanted a beer as they both had one. I said sure and followed him in the house to get one. His friend followed too. He opened the fridge and I saw the beer was in the bottom bin so I bent over to grab one. He noticed the red jock as he patted me on the butt. I jumped not knowing what to think of his friend. But all was calm. He suggested we sit on the back porch with our beers as a more private place to watch the fireworks. I felt the vibe especially after the second beer on the couch between them. One thing led to another and I found myself naked between them with just my jockstap and Nikes on with both of their hard cocks showing thru their shorts. I took turns sucking on both their cocks to the sounds of the neighbor's fireworks going off. One to the next until the host started playing with my ass as I sucked his friend. First one finger then two and finally three. I heard some clothes rustling and then felt his cock starting to enter my fuckhole. No lube except for his dripping cock. He pounded my ass as I continued to suck on his buddy til he came. His buddy asked if he could have a turn as his wife was out of town. He fucked me like he hadn't had sex in awhile and loaded me up good. We finished our beers and then the fireworks stopped. I walked home in the dark with cum dripping down my leg. When I got home I ate what cum I found that was left and went to bed.

Part 3 Eric sat there breathing a little heavy as his dialated pupils darted back and forth between me and Steve. This kid was spun. I took his head in my hands and started kissing him, tenderly making out with him. Part of me just wanted to backhand him and rape his hole, but there was plenty of time for that coming up. I had no idea if Eric had to work tomorrow or not, and I didn't give a fuck. I had him where I wanted him and he wasn't going anywhere for a while. And when we were finished with him, his mind and his world would be so fucked up, he probably wouldn't be in any shape to return to the Magic Kingdom anyway. I pushed him back on the bed and removed his towel. His teenage cock was rock hard, even with all the T he had already smoked. I'm sure the Viagra was responsible. I removed my shirt and layed on top of Eric, kissing him deeply. He moaned into my mouth as my hairy chest ground against his smooth one. He wrapped his arms around me tightly as my tongue explored every inch of his mouth. I reached between us and found one of those pretty pink nips and started pinching it. He moaned louder as his hips started moving, grinding his hard on against me. This kid had probably never touched his nips before. I was awakening the slut in him he hadn't been able to release himself yet. After I had worked his nipples for a bit, I sat up and looked down at my sweet young prince. He looked back at me with those dark Tina eyes and panted in desire. Then I leaned down and licked the precum off the head of his cock. It tasted so sweet. I licked up his shaft where more precum a seeped down, and he moaned as I engulphed his entire rod, taking all six inches to the base. I nursed on his dick for a few moments while he groaned his approval. I didn't suck his dick for too long, cause there was somewhere else I wanted his load more. I knew he could probably cum once, but then the Tina would take over for sure and his dick would shrivel up. I pulled off his cock, much to his dissapointment, and stood up. I retrieved a pair of wrist restraints and rope, holding them up for Eric to see. "Are you ready, my Prince?" He just smiled up at me licking his lips and nodded yes. In mere moments Steve and I had Eric's wrists tied to the corners of the bed. I removed the rest of my clothes and grabbed some lube as I looked down at my living fantasy. His dark, hairy pits were fully exposed and that was the first place I went to next. I buried my face in first one, then the other licking and biting them as I breathed in his teenage musk. Eric groaned at this new erotic sensation that he never knew existed. I moved over to his nipples, licking and biting them as Eric moaned and lightly squeeled. Then I took the lube, and lubed up Eric's throbbing cock. I slid my ass down on it in one easy stroke. This kids average sized cock was no problem, and he groaned as I ground my hairy ass into his freshly shaved skin. I sat on him, using my experienced ass muscles to milk his cock. I played with his nipples as his hips started bucking upwards, faster and faster until his eyes rolled back into his head. "I'm cumming!" He gasped. "Oh fuck! Oh my God! Oh shit. Aaaaagggghhhh!" He cried out as he slammed his hips up into me. I knew he was experiencing the most intense orgasm of his young life because of the drugs. I squeezed my ass as hard as I could as he filled my guts with a big load of 18 yo cum. He just layed there trembling as I carefully dismounted him. He twitched and jerked as I took his cock into my mouth to savour the taste of his cum. He begged me to stop as I sucked the head of his overly sensitive cock. Post orgasm torture is a favourite of mine. I stood up looked down at my captive prince. He just stared back at me with those glassy eyes. His body was bathed in a sheet of sweat which made his pale skin glisten in the light. I couldn't wait to leave some marks on his tender young body. His dark hair clung to his forhead, and I swept it off as I approached my first target. I pushed his head to the side as I planted my mouth on his neck. I started to suck as if I were a vampire. At first, Eric moaned, but as I sucked harder it started to become painful for him. He tried to object but I just covered his mouth with my hand and kept sucking on that fresh young skin. Eventually I pulled off with a strong sucking sound and looked at my handywork. A deep, dark red hickey showed prominently on his neck, marking him as my slut. I knew in a matter of minutes, it would become a deep purple. Now to move on to the main event for me. This kid didn't know it, but he was just mere moments away from receiving the first of many dirty loads that he would receive over the next few days, and probably his life. I grabbed his ankles and pushed his legs back until I exposed the real prize. His beautiful, pink, virgin hole. It was a thing of beauty. It looked so fragile and delicate. It was almost a shame that soon it would be a gaping wrecked cumhole. I said almost. Steve held Eric's legs for me as I dove on that little pucker of paradise. In no time at all, my little future whore was moaning loudly as he discovered yet another erogenous zone he hadn't explored. "Oh God that feels so good!" He cried out. "Eat my ass. Oh God please!" I feasted on his hole, sticking my tongue as far up him as I could get it. He just continued to moan his enjoyment as I sucked, licked, and nibbled his pink pucker. After a nice long ass eating session, I went to the dresser and found a nice sized shard. Returning to the bed I grabbed the lube and squirted some directly into Eric's hole. Then I inserted a finger, slowly until it was all the way in. Eric moaned as he felt his asshole breached for the first time ever. I worked one finger in and out, alternating between my index and middle finger. Then I put two fingers in the boy while he continued to moan. His hole was relaxing quickly, thanks to the drugs we had given him. Then I picked up the good sized shard. I knew it was a lot for his first time, but he was young and healthy, and I wanted to fuck him up. I placed the shard on Eric's hole, then pushed it in with my two fingers. He let out a small hiss as the sharp edges scraped his tender flesh. I buried it in him as far as I could. "Oh God, it's burning, why is it burning?" He cried out after a few seconds. "Make it stop!" "Shhh my prince." I hushed him. "This is just a booty bump. It's going to make your ass beg for our cocks." I continued to push two fingers in and out of him. I didn't use a third, because I wanted him to still be tight when I entered him. I enjoyed the slight pinkness that appeared on my fingers. I knew he would absorb my babies into him that much quicker. He started moaning again and I knew the burning had subsided. Steve released the kids legs as I sat back and lubed up my cock. Then I placed his knees over my shoulders and placed the tip of my cock against Eric's hole. "Aren't you going to use a condom?" He asked me with a worried look on his face. "Trust me my prince." I said to him. "Condoms don't feel good, and I know what you need. You need to be released from your strict upbringing and taught the joy of man on man sex in it's purest form. And I'm going to do that. I'm going to release you." With that, I started pushing myself self into him, taking possession of him, owning him like no other man will ever again. It was enough to make me want to explode right then. I knew this first fuck from me would not be a long one. I was way too turned on by my fantasy coming true. But later, I would be able to fuck him for hours. I watched his eyes pop open when my cockhead past his sphincter. "Take it out please." He gasped. "It's too big!" I didn't say a word as Steve placed a popper soaked handkerchief over the young princes mouth and nose, so he was only able to breath in the fumes. It's so great to have a partner who already knows the right things to do. Eric went kind of limp as I pushed forward into him, and by the time I was balls deep, he was letting out a deep gutteral moan. I stayed still as Steve removed the handkerchief, and looked down on my barely concious prince. 12 hours ago, he was a friendly Disney employee with dreams of going to BYU. Now here he was, drugged up in the hotel room of a guy he didn't really know with a hard cock buried deep inside him, minutes away from having his guts filled with poz cum. I waited till his eyes fluttered, and he looked at me trying to focus. His mouth moved like he was trying to say something, but no words formed. I just grabbed his thighs and started fucking him. Grunts escaped his pretty pink lips every time I slammed myself into him. His head flopped back and forth as I rode him hard. He started to form words that sounded like, fuck me, fuck me, but I couldn't be sure. I grabbed his bottom teeth and opened his mouth, spitting into it a few times, enjoying the sight of my spit slide down into his throat. I was really close when I held his strong thighs against me and just jackhammered his little cunt. My whole body felt like it was exploding when my cock finally shot off and I let out a gutteral, "ooooohhhhh fuuuuuuuuuuck," as I filled that sweet Mormon boy with his first load of dirty cum. I just collapsed on top of Eric, barely able to breathe as I watched Steve lubing up his cock for his turn.

Part 2 Well, hey there." I replied, trying to sound casual while my heart was pounding a mile a minute. "You off work now?" "Yea." He replied. "Uh, so I should ask, are you Steve or Craig?" "Oh Craig." I replied. "So, you wanna hang and have a drink?" I asked, biting my lip, expecting him to say he couldn't. I knew if I could just get close to him, I could trap him in my web. "Yea, that would be cool." He replied. "But.....the thing is, I'm not 21 yet. Is that a problem?" I almost laughed. "Problem? No man, not at all. So....how old are you?" "I'm 18. I just recently graduated. This is my summer job before college." Oh sweet hell, I thought to myself as my hard dick seeped some precum into my jeans. "That's awesome. We can still meet at the lounge at my hotel, we'll order you a coke." "That sounds fine." He replied. So I gave him the hotel information and we agreed we would meet there at 9:30. Steve and I rushed back to the hotel where I debated if I should grab a quick shower, but decided no, I'll just leave my natural smell. Steve and I got really stoned, and I prepared a little dose of G to try and slip into Ken's drink. At 9:30, we were at the lounge, but Ken was no where to be seen. I was afraid he had chickened out. Which honestly, would have been better for him. He had no idea what he was walking into. Steve and I ordered beers and a coke, which made it very easy to slip the G in, since he wasn't here yet. At 9:40, he walked in looking like the perfect sacrificial lamb. He was wearing white shorts and a button up shirt, making him look like a modern, preppy Prince Eric. I noticed his legs were hairy, but that can be fixed. I did love the fact that his legs were well defined, which practically guaranteed the rest of him would be too. I waved him over and he smiled that boyish smile. After we all shook hands, such a polite boy, he sat down and took his first sip of his laced coke. "So," I just jumped right in. Hell, I was stoned. "What promoted you to agree to call me? I'm old enough to be your dad." "How old are you? If you don't mind me asking?" He enquired. "45." "My dad's 39. So I guess you're older than him." That thought just made my dick ache more. "I don't know, you seemed nice, you know. I get hit on a lot. People are really creepy. But you didn't come across that way." He said, as he ran his fingers through his thick hair. I was so glad to see it wasn't a wig he had been wearing. But I chuckled silently to myself that he thought I wasn't creepy. If he only knew what was in store for him. "So," I started, hesitantly. "You said you liked my shirt." "Yea, well, I'm curious about......well I'm gay, and I've had sex a few times, but I've seen stuff, you know, like, on the internet....." He trailed off, drinking more of his coke. "Like kinky stuff?" I prodded. "Yea." He replied bashfully. Oh God I wanted him. "Like what?" I probed further. "Like, stuff.... you know. Like tying someone up, or blindfolding them. I don't know. I'm just curious. And I said when I came here I would try new things. And it's hard to meet certain guys, and the internet is just, I don't know, it's hard." "Where did you come from?" I asked. "Utah. Yea I'm Mormon. I'm going to BYU in the fall. Go courgars." He said, raising his fist in the air. "I'm putting off going on my mission for a while." I jumped a little when Steve grabbed my knee under the table. This corruption was getting better and better. "Hey, I gotta use the John." He said, getting up. As I watched that nice, round ass walk away, I turned to Steve." Can I keep him. Please?" I mock begged him. Steve laughed. "We'll see. This still might not go in your direction." "The kids putty in my hands." I replied. "All I have to do is get him up to our room, and I can guarantee he'll be carrying my babies in a couple of hours!" "Mine too?" Asked Steve. "Of course baby." I replied as I kissed him on the lips. "After I impregnate him, his little pussy will be open for business." "Is it warm in here?" Asked Ken as he sat back down. I smiled a little smile at Steve. The G was starting to work. "I have an idea." I said. "Our drinks are finished, let's go up to our room and chill a little more." "Sounds cool." Said Ken, standing back up. "Lead the way." I will, I thought. I'm leading this lamb to slaughter. I liked that my Prince was shorter than me. I much prefer dominating smaller guys. He was probably 5'9" to my 6ft and Steve's 6"2'. And I decided to assert my dominance the second the elevator closed. I pushed Ken against the wall and started kissing him. He was surprised at first, but quickly melted into me. This kid was going to be easy. I rubbed my hands on his face while my tongue probed his mouth. His face was a smooth as silk. Not a hair on it. I didn't stop until the doors opened. Once inside our room, I opened the mini bar and brought out three beers as Steve put towels at the bottom of the door . "Have you drank before?" I asked him. "A couple times. Not very much though." Was his reply. "Good." I said. "Ever smoked weed?" "No, I don't think I should do that." "Now come on. It's practically legal everywhere now. And besides, you did say you were going to try new things." "You're right." He said decisively. "Weeds not THAT bad. Sure." "And it will help relax you." I said as I lit a joint and inhaling. I handed it to Ken, and he held it to those lucious pink lips of his, and inhaled, coughing almost immediately. "You have to cough to get off!" I smirked. He bravely took another hit, and struggled to hold it in. He succeeded for a few seconds before coughing it out. Steve and I took a couple of hits, then handed it back to Ken. This time, he was able to hold it in without coughing. Soon the joint was gone, and Ken was high, and giggely, and more talkative. I managed to talk him out of his shirt and my mouth went dry as I surveyed his creamy, smooth skin, and his big, pink nipples. Nipples that were born to be abused. He talked about his life back in Utah on the farm, which explained his awesome body. He talked about his 4 brothers and three sisters. He talked about once, when he was younger, he spied on one of his older brothers masturbating in the barn. How it excited and scared him, but he couldn't take his eyes off his brothers cock. He talked about the few sexual encounters that he had. It turns out, they were mostly blowjobs, and he fucked a guy once. But he had never been fucked. Oh my God. I was going to impregnate a virgin Mormon boy. While he talked, Steve handed me four blue pills. Two were extasy, two were Viagra. I popped my two and told Ken to open his mouth. "What are those?" He asked through slited eyes. "Do you trust me? They're just going to make you feel real good." He just smiled at me as he popped them in his mouth and washed them down with the last of his beer. "So," I started. "Since a lot of what you've probably seen online is roll playing, can we do a little. Can I call you Eric? Can we pretend you really are Prince Eric." "Yea." He laughed. "I figured you wanted to, but I didn't know how to bring it up." "Sweet, and one more thing. Eric was nice and smooth. I want to shave your legs." "Really? I mean I don't know......" He stopped. "New things!" He pronounced. It's only hair, it'll grow back." With that, I took his hand and led him into the bathroom while Steve packed a glass pipe with some T. As I ran some bathwater, I pulled down Eric's shorts and underwear, admiring how well built his thighs were. He had a beautiful cock that was getting hard. I took the clippers to his legs first, and had them almost smooth in no time. Then I took the clippers to his bushy pubes. He didn't even object, he just let me do my work. Then I sat him in the tub. I did first one leg, then the other, then had him stand up so I could finish his crotch. His cock was rock hard and stood straight up, probably 6 inches. He moaned as I lathered his cock and balls, and carefully shaved the rest of his pubic hair. Soon, he was totally hairless, which just added to his boyish beauty. I did not touch his armpit hair though. That's a bit of a fetish for me. There is something so sexy to me about a hairless boy with hairy pits, and Eric's we're nice and bushy. After I washed him off, I wrapped a towel around him and we returned to the other room. Steve had changed into some of his leather items, including his leather jock strap. He didn't want Eric to see his mamoth cock yet. I had a really nice 8 inches, but Steve had a fat 10 inches with a big mushroom head. Guaranteed to destroy Eric's virgin hole. "One last thing." I said as I sat Eric between us on the bed. "What's that?" He asked, looking at the pipe Steve was about to smoke. "It's called Tina." She's a lot of fun. You'll like her." "Is that meth? I don't know, I've heard so many bad things about it." "Trust me my Prince." I said stroking him. "It's ok. We've been enjoying it for years. It's ok once in a while. Now, he's going to take a hit, and when he puts his mouth on yours, breath in while he exhales." I watched as the smoke passed from my partner to my new prize. After he exhaled, I held it up to his pink lips and lit the bowl, telling him to hold it until I said exhale. My cock started getting hard again as I watched his young, muscled chest expand, knowing his life would never be the same from this moment. After he blew out a big white cloud I took a hit myself, then placed my mouth on his. He didn't need to be told what to do a second time. When he exhaled, I held the pipe up to his lips. He took two hits from the pipe for our one each, so he had 8 full pipe hits, plus 8 shotgun hits from us. When we finished the pipe, is blue eyes had turned into saucers and he had a glazed look on his face. It was time for the real party to begin.

So any of you that follow my stories may know that I got annoyed with unnecessary editing to my stories, and that I wouldn't write anymore here. Well I have been writing stories on Nifty, which is nice because I can write about things there that I can't write here. But I did miss not being able to share Chem stories, and I do enjoy writing some messed up shit, so I will try BZ again and hope I don't have the same issues. _____________________________________ Part 1 My partner and I are big Disney fanatics. And for me, Prince Eric was the ultimate. That perfect dark hair, and those big, blue eyes, topped by those awesome thick brows. Then there was that perfect square jawline, and sweet, boyish smile. And that body, so perfectly smooth. Defind, but still twinkish. Yea, I had the hots for a cartoon, but that's not so weird. I had jerked off many times imagining ruining his perfect life. So one year we planned a trip to Disney world for gay day. We made it a five day trip with two other couples we were friends with, all of who were into the leather scene. We were all in our 40's and pretty good looking. None of us were totally muscular, but we weren't completely out of shape. We had bellies, and most of us were pretty hairy. One couple, Joe and Alex even had their own boy, a sweet little blond twink. Not that hair colour mattered as it was always buzzed short. It was of course much easier to deal with various hoods and such that way, as he spent lots of time in full leather or rubber. He was barely 22, named Brent. He was pretty small, what you would call "fun size" I guess. Of course, we had all used him many times before, friends share, right? And he had been trained to take any cock his Master's wished him too, which was particularly great for our little group since we were all Hiv+. It wasn't always easy to find a bareback bottom. But Brent was a good little cumdump. So the seven of us got a nice hotel in Orlando. The other couple, Dave and Jeffrey flew down, but Joe, Alex, Brent, me and my partner Steve, rented a van and drove down. It was a 12 hour drive, but this way we were able to bring our leather gear and toys and what not, as well as plenty of party supplies to last us the four days. We had four 8 balls of Tina, a bunch of extasy, some G, weed, and plenty of bottles of fresh poppers. And besides, the long drive isn't so bad when you got a boy to keep you occupied. At one point, I was in the passenger seat, and he was on me naked, riding my cock when we passed a trucker. He looked down and honked at us and we ended up pulling over and letting him have a turn on Brent's hole. And I'll tell you, there are few things hotter than watching a big, fat, black cock pounding a skinny little white boy. Plus, we didn't have to stop to piss. Brent drank down every bit we gave him. When he had to piss, he just did it in a jug that we would dump out the window. So here we are, gay day at the park, high on weed and extasy, all wearing our leather pride shirts, leather caps, and leather boots. Brent of course was wearing leather shorts with a wife beater and a collar and leash. About half the day in, I spotted him. There he was, Prince Eric in person. And the actor they had playing him did NOT disappoint! He was 100% the personification of the ultimate Disney Prince. "There he is! There he is!" I said excitedly, grabbing Steve's hand, feeling like a little child. I instantly broke out in a sweat. Of course the heat and the extasy didn't help much. I just stood there watching him interact with the other guests. He was so perfect, and my cock got hard in my pants as I imagined him on his knees with my dick in his mouth, with those pink, pouty lips, looking up at me with those big blue eyes, tears running down as I grabbed his thick, dark hair and made him choke on my cock. "Come on silly!" Said Steve as he dragged me toward my fantasy boy. Eric saw us approaching and flashed us a big white smile with his perfect teeth, which I'm sure he does to everyone. This is Disney after all. I had butterflies in my stomach as we approached him. Of course I really didn't expect anything more than a picture, but I was glad I was high, because I could at least embarrass myself and not give two shits about it. "Are you enjoying the Magic Kingdom?" Eric asked as he smiled at us. "Oh yeah!" I replied as I got next to him while Steven took pictures on the phone. "And you are my highlite!" I gushed at him. "I love Prince Eric." I said as I gazed down into his eyes. "Well thank you, kind sir." He replied in an awe shucks kind of way as his cheeks flushed. "That's very flattering." We chatted for a moment when he leaned into me and whispered, "I like your shirt." Well what the fuck? Did Prince Eric just flirt with me? My cock got harder in my pants as I imagined the nasty, degrading, perverted things I wanted to do to this boy. And like I said, thank God for the drugs, or I never would have done what I did next. I reached in my pocket and pulled out a business card. Steve and I had some printed up with our first names and our phone number in case we ran into interesting people we might want to party with. I casually passed the card to Eric as I shook his hand. I leaned in and whispered, "I'd love to have a drink with you when your off shift." Oh God, how can I embarrass myself like that? But to my surprise, he glanced at the card and discreetly tucked it into his costume. "I'll call you." He whispered back. Then he turned away as more people approached him. I hurried back to Steven who asked, "Did you actually give him our number?" "Yea, can you believe that?" I replied. "What did he say?" "That he would call me." "Holy shit! You lucky [banned word]!" "Oh come on, that's never going to actually happen! Disney characters get hit on ALL the time! He was just being nice." Imagine my shock when my phone rang at 8 o'clock that night. "Oh hey, it's Ken." Said a voice, followed by a brief silence. "Um, you probably know me as Prince Eric?" I almost dropped the fucking phone.

Nathan got up of Jake as I started to finger his dirty cum from my abs to my mouth. Jake was pretty still, breathing shallowly as I let my cock slowly fall from his cunt and Nathan threw on his clothes. "Maybe again, tomorrow?" he asked "Sure. Got quite a bit of interest though so get it sorted as soon as you know" "Sure thing". He high fived me and left the room, slamming the door behind him. I got up to check Jake's profile. A few more messages had come in, including one from an old wrestling bud of mine. Ray was a big ugly guy. Chubby did not begin to describe him. He tipped the scales at about 350lb last time I'd seen him and it wasn't muscle, though he was more than capable of moving his own bulk about. His speedos struggled to contain one of the thickest cocks I'd seen. He was poz, occasionally on meds and the roughest fucker I'd come across. He was very interested in Jake, which didn't surprise me. I looked across at his cute, frail body and weighed up whether he'd see out an encounter with Ray...

Nathan backed out of Jake and I watched as his stomach flattened, now emptied of its meaty black intruder. Jake was almost still as I lifted off his face but he started to show signs of life almost straight away. Nathan indicated that he wanted to swap positions and I was more than keen to get back inside Jake and see if he felt any different. As I slid inside him, things seemed pretty much the same. He didn't feel particularly wet or more open, but as I went deeper I realised that I couldn't even feel his second ring anymore, all I could detect was a velvety texture washing over my cock head, wrapping itself around my PA. I attacked his cunt from multiple angles, just feeling more of the same. Nathan grinned at me: "you like it in there? I knocked out a few walls for you, he's open-plan now" "It feels amazing. Not we, not dry, not tight at all. I can't feel you cum though, it looked like you came a bucket load" "He'll have absorbed it straight away. Either that or it's sitting in a little pocket somewhere too deep for you" Meanwhile, Nathan was hovering over Jake's face as the kid tongues him. I knew Nathan bottomed occasionally and his hole opened up nicely allowing Jake full access to his musky manhole. "Clean me out cunt boy. Get in there deep", he commanded, and Jake complied, going crazy for his taste. "You've really shredded him up, man, it feels great in here" my cock was loving the delicate massage that it was getting and I could feel I was getting close. Up at the other end, Nathan was getting rougher, smothering Jake as he wanked his big cock, his balls still seemingly with more to give. I could hear Jake struggling for breath once again as Nathan held him inside his arse cheeks for progressively longer periods as he wanked his meat, two-handed. "I'm gonna blow soon", I told him. "Don't worry, I already knocked him up, ain't no way your white seed is dislodging my DNA from this piece of cunt" His words spurred me on, and I drove in even harder and at a rougher angle. When I saw my own PA outlined inside the ruined kid, it sent me over the edge and I growled loudly to announce my imminent seeding. Nathan was close to and he ground his ass down on to Jake's face, pushing his hole open and silently farting into the kid. "breathe me in, you worthless piece of shit!!!" he howled as both our cocks exploded...his coating my abs and my own painting the inside of Jake's hollowed out abdomen.

So with lockdown easing more i went out for drinks on saturday, having not drunk much in ages didnt take me long to get a bit tipsy so i left and walked home via the nearby park. i always cut through here as it shaves 10 minutes off my walk and sometimes i might watch some guys fuck. As i was walking through an older guy approached me, must have been in his late 40ies, and asked if i was looking for some fun. initially i went to say no but then i thought fuck it and told him yeah and if he had a place or wanted to do it out here. he was quick to say he wanted to do it out here so we left the path into the bushes to find a good spot to have fun, finding a good spot with enough light to see i got on my knees and he opened his fly up for me and gave me his semi hard cock. as i sucked he moaned and asked if he could invite a mate to join us, at the point i didnt care and motioned for him to do it as i sucked on his quickly hardening rod. he pulled me up soon after and pushed my shorts and boxers down telling me to step out of them and then pulled my top off so i just had socks and trainers on, he then got down and sucked me off while fingering my ass. when his mate arrived he gave me a good look before coming in behind me and eating my ass out, he had to be the same age as the first guy, his tongue was amazing and i was moaning fast, the guy sucking me got up and moved aside as the guy behind me turned me round and pushed me to the floor, forcing his cock into my open mouth the first guy pulling off his jeans and boxers and jerking his cock. before long i was up again, but this time i was pushed against a tree, the first guys boxers in my mouth and them deciding who gets first fuck, they also got their wallets out looking for condoms, i pushed the boxers out my mouth and said to just fuck me bare like the bitch i am. To say their eyes lit up is an understatement, within second one guy was behind me pushing his spat on cock against my hole, forcing it in, for the next half an hour they took turns fucking me, their cocks dirty cause i hadnt planned to be fucked but they didnt seem to care. at this point they pulled me away from the tree and lay me down on my clothes and fucked me hard twisting my nipples while the other held me down and kept the gag in. the second guy was the first to bred me, pumping his load into me on my back before the original guy took over, flipping me on my front and fucking me into the ground, his load not long after. they got me up and the first guy holding me from behind jerked me off till i came over the ground. once we were done the second guy just walked off but the original guy offered me a lift home, hoping for another round i jumped in but he was just being a gent and taking me home after using me, no names no real conversation just pure use. Meeting them again tonight, this time in an alley as they want more risk.

I love sliding my dick inside a mans hole. It is the best feeling ever. I know I'm hitting his spot when he starts to moan and groan. The best is when he has an internal orgasm and I can feel his hole squeeze my cock deep inside. It brings me to orgasm and I love squirting deep inside. I too have had sex with women but M2M is the best I ever have had. I like to fuck as much ass as possible as often as I can. Always Raw and always shoot deep inside. Love all things m2m.

My partner and I went to the Vulcan Baths in San Diego. We'd had enough of the family thing and needed to connect some cock and ass. I've always have pretty good luck with barebacking and poz/neg contact in "America's Finest City" - those boys do like to fuck. Anyway, we got there after cruising around Hillcrest for a while. The place wasn't too crowded at 11pm (but couldn't get a room), but had a nice selection of fresh meat--course, being from LA meant we were also new meat. The video rooms play different fuck movies – one room shows the kinkier side. Thought I’d score something good there. A short Mexican kid kept staring at my very hard 7 1/2 thick cock, then walked out slowly. I followed him into one of the "open" rooms where he immediately laid down and spread his very fuckable ass cheeks. I massaged his hole which instantly opened up for my fingers. he reached around and handed me a condom - well this wasn't what I had in mind, but I was hot to fuck his ass. <They say in all the aids warnings about using your head and not your cock to think - I was so hot for this kid's ass that I thought with my cock and slipped the damn latex on.> Fortunately, I thought quickly and slipped out of his hole for a stroke and slid the rubber off. He didn't notice that my cock was raw and back inside his hot and loose hole. <turns out I was #3 to use it last night, my partner was #5, the little fucker got around> anyway, he only got some poz precum from me, I wanted to keep my edge. He shot on top his stomach and I immediately licked it up. He was shocked, I think he was really neg and freaked by giving cum. Went to the Jacuzzi and met another guy (KJ), but he was cooling down after he took a load in his mouth and came. The other guy had fucked him, but he wanted to taste the cum. KJ said he was also neg, but hopefully won't be a neg barebacker for long . KJ kept playing with his somewhat sore hole and we worked over each other's nipples. Went to the bunkroom and played with nipples until my partner walked in. I introduced them and we began kissing there. KJ wanted to watch my partner fuck me, so my partner bent me over a bunk and fucked my raw ass. A few guys came over to watch and touch, but only KJ sucked my cock while I was getting plowed. My partner stopped and went to find more ass, so KJ grabbed another guy to work over my hole. After the required negotiations - I wanted it raw, long and to keep the guy's load, we found another open room. the new guy shoved a couple of fingers up my hole to work it loose - that didn't take long. A bottle of poppers under my nose and that cockhead ripped me open wide. His cock was large and thick but his cockhead was a lot bigger than the shaft. He started pumping my ass while KJ slapped my hole, sucked my cock and twisted my nipples. Those two and the poppers kept me needing more and more fucking. after the guys turned my hole into a fucked up mush, he asked where I wanted his load - he kept asking and I kept demanding that it went up my ass....where he finally shot it. we took a minute to cool down and started to leave the room. I asked if he was poz, and he said no. damn. I told him too bad, I wanted to get charged. He smiled and said to get some more cock. I went back to the bunkroom to find my partner fucking the hot little Mexican kid. Some guy felt my hole in the shower and put a couple of fingers up. guess he felt the cum too, cause he pulled me in front of him and slid his cock in.....just a few pumps and I had load #2. He must have been ready to leave but hadn't gotten off, so he used my hole to shoot. Saw him a few minutes later all dressed to go. I guess my partner had finished the Mexican boy, cause he was laying in the bunk room with his ass looking so fuckable again. I started to finger his hole, then made a show of opening a rubber packet for him. As I slid my pozcock into his little neg ass, I tossed the rubber on the floor and started pumping his hole. He had so much lube from his other fucks and was still wide open. I knew he couldn't tell if I had the rubber on or not. I really enjoyed bringing my cock to the boiling point in his neg ass. After a good ten minutes of fucking him, I knew I was gonna shoot soon, so I just grabbed his hips and fucked him deep. A few choice thrusts and a stayed in as far as my cock would go - shooting my poz load into his (hopefully not for long) neg hole. He just laid there as I took my cock out of his now cum and lube filled hole. I slapped his ass and said thanks. I wonder what he thought when he realized that his ass was full of cum? This morning I was in the shower after letting the two cum loads incubate overnight inside my body. if forced some of it out and spread that wonderful male juice over my skin. The smell and taste of it after being in me was so fucking hot. I'm sure that I had a new charge from #2, and gave it time to re-infect me. What a fucking intoxicant knowing that some guy's charged DNA was joining with me. I hope to have my new toxic seed ready for breeding soon. Maybe it'll be the one to infect the next neg boy.

For the thrill of the chase, pure and simple. I missed the buzz that came with taking an anon load on the common.

When I top, I love being the bottom's limp little dick swinging as I pound his hole. Once I do blow my load in him, I usually try to suck him off and swallow his load.

so I got naked and took loads from 5 men down a trail in a cruising spot today.didn't take long to strip cause I walked in wearing nothing but tiny girls shorts. anyone who saw me enter the tree/bushes area knew I was a cumdump there to get fucked bareback. went to a spot that I have been fucked by lots of different men in, usually dirty daddies, lots of wedding rings. mostly guys looking for a quick blowjob but I always offer my ass and they usually take it.its the kind of cruising spot where guys don't flinch when other guys come along n watch .and on a good day (like today) they offer the bottoms ass or mouth to random guys without even thinking of asking me if I want the guy to fuck me.i was there for almost 2 hours and all of them came inside me, 2 of them twice. another 2 guys came by n watched but didn't use me.i was naked when the first guy showed up and stayed naked the entire time until everyone who wanted to use me was finished with me. got fucked over a couple different logs and doggystyle on a cushioned footstool. there was also a small pile of trash and the last guy got me on my back laying on the trash naked while he fucked me n spit in my face telling me that I'm a "trashy whore for taking loads from dirty old men in the bushes" he said "when I saw you walk in I knew I was going to be fucking your slut ass in the dirt but fucking you in a pile of trash is perfect for a trash whore like you"then hocked a huge spit in my face followed by a couple more. when he finished cumming in me he took a couple pictures of me laying on my bacon a pile of trash n dirt with my legs pulled back n spread, cum dripping out my ass and spit all over my face n said "you look fucking disgusting you pig. keep up the good work" then left. I got semi cleaned up n left. pics are where I got fucked kinda saw all the guys who fucked me but didn't recognise any of them

This is how I like my Xtube vids NashFan - anon raw bbc hotel interracial couldn't stand staying home any long so got a hotel downtown for the weekend. meet this guy off an app. he caught the last few minutes on video. for anon raw bbc hotel interracial from BBRT [think before following links] https://www.xtube.com/video-watch/anon-raw-bbc-hotel-interracial-44077651

Hi, Im Lee, and this is my story. I should say up front that I'm not a writer - so please don't expect everything to be themed and told in any sort of order. I started writing this because I was bored out of my fucking mind during lockdown, and I've just written encounters down as I've thought of them. Like I said, my name is Lee. I'm 32 years old and I run a lettings agency in west London. I've owned the business for about seven years now and, though I say it myself, I've made it into a really sucessful business. Outside work I play sport and I volunteer for a couple of charities. Oh, and I'm HIV positive and not on any meds. That's a bit of a long story and I might tell you about that another time. I was diagnosed about seven years ago - just after I had taken over the business. I suppose I felt a number of things when I was diagnosed - some expected and some unexpected. The most unexpected thing was how horny it made me. It seemed like my dick was permanently hard and I just wanted to fuck as many lads as I could - and actually that's more or less what I did and and pretty much what I've been doing ever since. Here's the deal. I don't stealth anyone - any guy who gets my load up his cunt knows he's going to get it. I don't lie either - if anyone asks me about my status I will tell them - but if they don't ask, I don't tell. I'm a top, I love to fuck and I don't like condoms. That's about it really. Well, let's say I'm mostly a top - if the truth be told, the more I've had to drink, the more likely you are to find me with my arse in the air, but I'm a top most of the time. I think I'm an ordinary looking guy but, though I say it myself, I do have quite a sizeable cock and I pack the front of my trousers out pretty well, even when my dick is soft. That's led to a lot of opportunities when I've seen guys checking out - I'm not shy about going for it and pretty soon one thing leads to another. That's true at work too. The business is quite a small business and so I do a lot of the property viewings, inspections and end of tenancy visits myself. We act for a number of landlords and the property portfolio consists of a lot of student flats and houses, some very high end flats and various other properties in and around west London. I know a lot of people think you should't mix business with pleasure but I have to be honest - I've had so much sex through work. You'd be surprised how often I find some lad checking out my crotch when I'm showing a flat. Sometimes its one of a group of students, sometimes it's the father of one of the students and very often it's one half a couple who are viewing a property together - and this applies to both gay and straight couples. When I've finished a viewing, I always give out my card and say if they have any questions or want a second viewing or anything they just need to call me. If I've noticed anyone checking me out, I give them a card with my personal mobile number written on it and you'd be surprised how many calls I get and how many times I get to enjoy a horny bareback fuck with no one any the wiser and more often than not, no questions asked. One time we took on the management of a flat just outside our area in south London. It was a nice flat but the parking around about it was terrible - London parking at it's worst. The first few times I went there I had to park miles away and then I noticed that there was a council estate just on the other side of the block which, unlike everywhere else around it, didn't appear to have controlled parking and I started parking in there. I got a couple of dirty looks from the residents and knew I probably shouldn't continue parking there but it was so convvenient I did - and then one day I got challenged. The guy who challenged me looked to be in his mid 30s - he was slim, dark haired and actually quite good looking. He was obviously nervous and had clearly taken his courage in both hands to challenge me. He was brick red but explained that the parking was for residents only and when people from outside parked there it made it harder for people who lived there. He told me he was a nurse who worked shifts and said it was really inconvenient if he couldn't get parked. When he finished tallkng he looked at me and I could tell he was nervous about my reaction so I smiled at him and told him he was quite right to call me out and I apologised for being selfish and told him I wouldn't park there again. He was a bit taken aback. "Oh, well.....I suppose it's not that big a deal," he said, with a smile. I held out my hand "I'm Lee," I said. He shook my hand. "I'm David". I had noticed him checking out the front of my trousers by now and I could feel my cock growing in my pants. There was no mistaking it now - he was definitely checking me out so I decided to go for it. I spread my legs a bit to give him a better view and he asked nervously if I would like a cold drink as it was such a hot afternoon. I said that would be great and soon I was following him up to the second floor of one of the blocks. I could tell he was nervous as he handed me a (very welcome) cold drink and guessed I would have to make the first move so I pulled him towards me and soon we were kissing. A few minutes later, my pants were down and he was sucking my cock. It was just what I needed and I must say he did it really well. I could easily have let him blow me until I unloaded in his mouth but I wanted to see if he was willing to go any further. I pulled him up and soon I was going down on him. I sucked his cock for a while and then turned him round. He bent over the kitchen counter and I pulled his cheeks apart and pushed my tongue into his arse. Along with fucking, licking arse is definitely my favourite thing. I love pulling a guys cheeks apart and pushing my tongue right up him, knowing that I'm soon going to be pushing my raw cock up there. David's arse was a little hairy and I enjoyed licking it and judging by the moans he was giving out, he was enjoying it as much as me. I stood up and began to rub my cock against his hole. He pulled back then. "Oh...." he said, "I can't....I...I've got a partner..." His voice tailed off as I pushed the head of my cock against his arse again. "I really want to fuck you," I said and he moaned. I knew he wanted it too but then he said "We have to use a condom." I told him I didn't like condoms and he moaned again. "I....I can't,,,,,not without a condom." I told him that was fine and said I totally respected his decision and said we didn't have to fuck. I've found to this to be a very effective strategy over the years in getting lads to fuck without a condom - especially when they're really horny for it as this guy was - I've found that so many safe only guys will fuck bare rather than miss out on a fuck if they're horny enough and this guy was no exception. He said hesitatingly "Well, maybe just for a little while...."and a few minutes later he was bent over the kitchen table and my bare cock was pushing up his arse. He pushed his arse out further and moaned as I began to fuck him. "Oh fuck!" he moaned, "Fuck me.....fuck me!" I could tell he was really horny and guessed that his boyfriend probably hadn't given him one for a while. He was still moaning as I began to fuck him harder and I guessed that he hadn't expected to end up bent over the kitchen table with his pants down and a bare cock up his arse when he came out to speak to me about parking on the estate. I was enjoying every minute of the fuck, expecting him to ask me to pull out soon but he didn't. I was getting close now and told him so but he didn't react and I kept fucking him. After another ten or twelve thrusts I could feel myself starting to cum and I told him so. "Do it..." he moaned, "Fucking do it!" I hadn't cum for several days and seconds later I was pumping what I knew was a massive load up his arse. It felt like I was never going to stop cumming - I really bred him. When I had pulled out he stood up and mopped his brow with his T shirt. "I really needed that!" he said with a grin. Then he reddened a bit and said he didn't normally cheat on his partner like this. I said we're all human and he grinned again. I don't think it occurred to him that I had just pumped a toxic load up him. I didn't have to visit that particular flat for a while after that but a few months later I was doing the property inspection and I parked on the council estate again. When I returned to my car, a group of four lads in trackie bottoms and T shirts who looked to be in their late teens or early twenties were drinking in an entrance way just beside it. As I approached my car they started shouting at me and calling me a posh cunt and telling me to fuck off out their estate. I'm not easily intimidated so I tried to ignore them and got into my car and started it up. They were making wanking signs now and as I moved off one of them, a dark haired lad in a football top, turned round, dropped his pants and bared his arse at me. I grinned - he had a nice arse - and then just as I had pulled away there was a crash as one of the other lads threw a full can of beer at my car with some force. I was not grinning now and kept driving. I stopped a few miles away to survey the damage - the rear light of the car was smashed and the bodywork dented quite badly. I was really pissed off - I was proud of my car and I had bought it when the business started to make some money - but much as I love cars, I understand they are inanimate objects and can be repaired so I just booked it in to a body repair shop. It wasn't cheap. I didn't park on the council estate again - I guess you could say I had finally learned my lesson - and I found somewhere to park a bit further away on the edge of some woodland. It was about three weeks later that I was walking back to my car when I heard someone calling to me. I turned round and saw it was one of the lads from the council estate - a tall blond lad. I didn't want any trouble so I started walking faster. "Wait," he called and then added "Please." I turned round and he caught up with me. "I'm sorry," he said "I just wanted to say I'm sorry." he said. "It was stupid and I'm really sorry I did it." I realised he was telling me it was him who threw the can at my car. I was really tempted to tell him to fuck off but I could see in his eyes that he genuinely seemed to be troubled about what had happened. He was a bit nervous now "Look," he said, "I don't have any money, but maybe I could buy you a drink or something?" I looked at him and he reddened "Just to say sorry, you know." I relented "How about I buy you one?" I said and a few minutes later we were in a bar on the main road near the estate. I bought him a lager and myself a soft drink (I was driving) and we talked. He told me his name was Robert and he was 20. He was employed part time but didn't earn very much money and he had recently split up with his girlfriend. On the second drink he told me that he had a two year old daughter but his ex girlfriend was being difficult and not allowing him proper access. He told me he was really sorry he had behaved like such a prick and wished he could pay for the damage to my car. I told him not to worry about it - It was repaired and I was not concerned about it. On the third drink he asked about me and did not seem particulary surprised when I told him I was gay. He asked if I had a partner and I told him I didn't. Robert picked up his lager which was half full and downed it in one. He grinned and said he needed to go for a piss. I said I did too and we made our way to the toilet. Soon we were standing at the urinal together and I could see Robert was checking out my cock as he pissed like a racehorse. A short time later we were in a cubicle and Robert was sitting on the toilet and I was standing in front of him. He unzipped my smart work trousers and pulled them down along with my pants and soon he was sucking my cock. He sucked me quite well and I couldn't help wondering just how straight he was. He certainly did not resist when I pulled him up. I wanked him for a while and then motioned to him to turn round. WIthout a word, he turned round, pulled his pants right down and bent over the toilet. I pulled his cheeks apart and pushed my tongue into his hole. It wasn't very fresh, but in fairness he probably hadn't been expecting anyone to stick their tongue up it and I didn't really care anyway. I licked his arse for a while and then reached into my pocket for the little pack of lube I always have somewhere about my person. Robert did not resist as I pushed my cock into him - he just gave a little grunt and soon my cock was right up him. I began to fuck him - turned on by the tightness of his arse and the fact that we were fucking in the toilet of a run down straight pub. The toilet was not very clean and it smelled very strongly of piss, but somehow this just turned me on even more and before long I was getting close to cumming. "I'm close," I panted and he asked if I was going to cum in him. "Do you want me to?" I asked and he nodded. I didn't hold back and soon I was pumping a nice big load of cum into his arse. When I had finished cumming, Robert stood up, took hold of his cock and began to wank. I fingered his cummy hole as he wanked and before long he was shooting a big load of cum down the tiled wall of the cubicle. He griined at me. "You've done that before!" I said and he shrugged "Now and then" he said. "Do you like it?" I asked and Robert nodded and grinned at me again. I didn't have cause to visit that area for a while after that and the only other time I visited the council estate was one afternoon when I badly needed to piss. I remembered there a little wooded area behind a brick shed on the estate and I figured that it wouldn't do any harm just to quickly take a piss there on the way past - and to be honest it was either that or wet my pants and I didn't want to do that. A few minutes later I was mid way through a much needed piss behind the shed when I sensed that I was not alone. I turned and found a dark haired young lad of about 18 or 19 watching me. He was dressed in a polo shirt and work trousers and I saw from his badge that his name was Reece and he was part of the council's Estate Services Team. I had seen members of the team on the estate now and then, cleaning and tidying the garden areas. Reece was staring openly at my cock and I pulled back a bit to give him a better view as I finished pissing. It wasn't long before my cock was in his mouth and I was enjoying a really good blow job. This lad may have been young but he certainly knew what he was doing - it was one of the best blow jobs I had had in ages. I let him suck me for a while longer and then pulled him up. He didn't take much persuading to drop his pants for me and soon he was leaning against the brick shed, his work trousers and his white underpants at his knees and my cock up his arse. He told me he wanted it hard and I gave it to him hard, before shooting my toxic load deep into his unprotected young arse. Shortly after this encounter, the landlord put his flat on the market and I had no cause to visit that area again - but I certainly had some horny fun when I was there and, as always, enjoyed every minute of it. I've also quite enjoyed writing this - if you like it, I'll write some more.

I always thought of myself as bisexual since I had been fooling around with men since I was a teenager. I had gotten my cock sucked by older men who liked twinks and I had sucked cock in turn. I had topped older men and had my ass played with and toyed and even fucked a couple times but hadn’t really gotten into that too much. I had been to bookstores and theaters and played there but nothing really changed. That is, until I was in my late 20s and went to my first hotel party. I had seen an ad on an online message board (this was the 90s) about a hotel party only a few miles from my house. The guy hosting wanted $20 a person to cover the cost of the room and asked that everyone either get naked or strip down to just a jockstrap on arrival. I figured what the hell and I emailed the guy, got the date and time and a number to call for the room number that afternoon. It was a few days away and as horny as I was, I wanted to be primed for the party, so I didn’t jerk off or fool around, even with the girl I was seeing at the time. The day of, I went back and forth about cleaning myself out. I still wasn’t really into getting fucked, but I liked to be fingered sometimes so I figured I should. Spent some time and cleaned out real good then showered and threw on a pair of track shorts and a tshirt and sneakers for the short ride over. I arrived and parked and locked everything but my keys, a fresh bottle of poppers and a couple condoms in the glove compartment. Stuck those in my pocket and walked up to the room. I heard some music, not too loud, from inside and knocked. The door was opened by an average looking black man who was the guy hosting. He asked my name and crossed me off a little list, collected my $20 and stepped back to let me in. There were 5 or 6 guys already there, some white, some black, and one Asian guy. Everyone was naked except the Asian guy, who was in a jock. They were all just sitting around and talking and I stripped down and put my stuff, except the poppers, on the closet shelf, and joined the party. At 5’9” and 135 lbs and fairly smooth, I was still pretty much a twink, so the guys all gave me the once over with their eyes. They were all nice enough, and no one was ugly or anything, but none of them really did it for me, so I figured I’d wind up getting a blowjob or something and going home. When the play didn’t start after 20 minutes or so, I decided to slip into the jacuzzi tub on the one side of the room to relax a little. That’s where I was, enjoying the hot water and the jets, when there was another knock on the door and an absolute Adonis of a black man came into the party. He had to be 6’2” and when he stripped down, he was built and looked like he was chiseled from stone. His cock had to be 7” long soft and as thick as mine was when it was fully hard. I couldn’t take my eyes off him. He circulated for a few minutes talking to the other guys but kept glancing over at me and I still couldn’t take my eyes off him. I don’t know what came over me, it was starting to get embarrassing. I climbed out of the tub and dried off. As I was hanging the towel on the closet door to dry, he walked over to me. I turned to face him and he stood right in front of me, maybe 6 inches away. I looked up at him and he didn’t speak, just stared into my eyes for a minute. I think I actually gulped. He put his hand on the back of my neck and head and gently pushed me down saying, “White bitches belong on their knees.” I didn’t resist him at all and when I was on my knees, he told me to kiss his cock. I kissed the head and up and down the shaft while he guided my head where he wanted it. When I got back to the head, he told me to “open my sissy cocksucking mouth” and as I did, he slid his now 9” hard cock onto my mouth. He guided my head up and down on his shaft, not quite facefucking me, but definitely in control. When I was able to get past the first 6 inches he said, “that’s a good bitch, show me what a good little faggot you are and try to take it all.” I did my best, but couldn’t get it all. He seemed pleased with my attempts, though, and moaned every time he heard me gag on his big cock. He pulled his cock out of my mouth and smacked my face with it a couple times and told me to worship his black balls with my mouth. I licked them and gently sucked on them and buried my face in them, breathing in his manly smell. He kept a grip on the back of my head, still guiding me where he wanted me. Then he pushed me lower and lifted one foot up on the edge of the tub, saying, “get that tongue to work on my black ass, bitch. Eat it like it’s your last meal.” I kissed it and licked it and tried to stick my tongue in it, all while listening to him tell me what a good little faggot I was. Every time he called me a sissy or a bitch or a faggot, my hard dick would twitch with excitement and I didn’t know why. I had never acted like this and no one had ever treated me like this. He put his foot down and slipped his cock back in my mouth and started his gentle facefucking again, pushing in just enough to hear me gag a little. After a few minutes of this, he pulled out and after smacking my face with his cock 2 or 3 times, he tilted my head up to look at him and said, “Get on the bed, on your back, and show me your pretty pink pussy.” I didn’t even think to stand up. I crawled to the bed and up onto it, turned onto my back and pulled my legs back showing him my hole. He stood where he was just stroking his big cock and looking at me. It was probably only about 2 minutes, but felt like an hour. He walked over, still stroking his cock, and he grabbed a bottle of lube someone had put on the nightstand. He poured some on my hole and began to rub it in with 2 fingers. He poured some on his cock and stroked it up and down while still rubbing my now opening hole with his fingers. I knew what was about to happen and I didn’t even think to ask him to wear a condom. It just seemed wrong to cover that beautiful cock. He saw the poppers in my hand and told me to take a big hit, so I did. He started rubbing the head of his big black cock up and down my crack saying, “That’s it, baby. You ready for me to make you my bitch?” and when he saw the poppers hit me, he pushed the head in and stopped. I sucked in my breath but as I started to adjust to him, I was able to breathe again. He looked right in my eyes and started pushing the rest of his cock in me. As he hit bottom, my eyes rolled up in my head. He stopped, completely inside me and said, “You like that, don’t you faggot? You like my big black cock buried in your white pussy, don’t you? You want me to fuck you? Ask me nicely.” I had moaned yes’s to the questions but when he told me to ask, I froze for a second and all of sudden I saw the whole room watching, 6 or 7 guys all jerking off watching me get barebacked by this black man and his beautiful big cock. I swallowed and looked back at him and said, “Please fuck me. Please fuck my white pussy and make me your bitch.” He told me to take another big hit of the poppers and I did and when it hit me, he started fucking me. He didn’t pound me, though. It was almost like he was making love to me. Long even strokes, in and out, making me feel every inch. He swiveled his hips around, hitting all kinds of spots I didn’t know existed, making me moan like a bitch in heat. He kept talking to me as he fucked me, telling me what a good little white slut I was, how he loved white faggot pussy, “that’s it, bitch, moan for me.” Every couple minutes, he would tell me to take another hit of the poppers and I would moan even louder when they hit. After about 10 minutes, he started to pick up the pace and his strokes got more forceful. I had let go of my legs and they were wrapped around him with my heels pulling on his ass cheeks as he fucked me. He made me take another really big hit and as I did, he told me he was going to breed my little faggot pussy and if I managed to cum with him, he wouldn’t make me fuck every cock in the room to entertain him. I hadn’t touched myself yet because I knew if I did, I would erupt. I watched him and when he made one last slam and came in me with an animal grunt, I could actually feel his cum inside me. I grabbed my cock and with 2 strokes, I came. I came so hard, I came in my own face, on my forehead, my cheek, and in my mouth. When he finished shaking from his orgasm, he opened his eyes and saw me plastered with my own cum. He told me what a good bitch I was. He told me to get down and clean his cock off and as he pulled out of me, I slid off the bed onto my knees in front of him. I took his cock in my mouth and cleaned him off. He backed away and told the rest of the room they were welcome to use my mouth, but my pussy was his. The other 2 black guys and 2 of the white guys surrounded me, still stroking and took turns shoving their cocks in my mouth. One by one, they all came, some of it in my mouth and some on my face. When the last one had finished and walked away, I looked up and he was standing there with a towel. He wiped off my face and he pulled me to my feet. We walked into the bathroom and he turned the shower on and got in with me. He washed me and had me wash him. I grabbed his cock and asked if I could have more, but he told me, “Not today, my little bitch, but soon.” He took my number after we got dressed and he told me he would be calling me soon and I needed to be ready for when he did. He told me to get myself some pretty panties because “white faggots should dress like the sissy bitches they are.” I got the panties and a few other things he liked and for the next 2 years, I was his. I still dated women and lived my life, but when he called, I put on my panties and went to be his white faggot sissy bitch wherever he told me to meet him. He shared me with a few of his friends sometimes, but mostly it was just us and I was his bitch. He moved away eventually. I miss him.

Sorry for my English, it's not my mother tounge so i could/would makes mistakes... this story is fiction... for now 😈😈 I plan to realise a part of it eventually... 3 people are willing to follow me. Time will tell... After chattin' with a friend of mine about my sexual deviance, he told me that i turned him on for several reasons. We started to explore his need and i got a big surprise... I was not alone with my twisted mind. He's twisted like me. Chapter 1 My friend, i'll call him Edouard (Eddy), wanted to get pozzed for a long time but he never found someone serious enough to Gift him, until we talked... Wa talked about our fantasy for 2 days on WhatsApp... describing how we'd like to proceed for his pozzing... He took me on some nasty paths that makes me hard as steel. He wants to consider me as a Jewel Wasp and him as my prey... He REALLY wants me to Make him... to Pozz him. He makes me horny like a Hornet who needs to sting his prey... he makes me become a predator, THE kind of predator i adore... EVIL. He said that he wasn't sure he wants to cross the line and he wants me to guide him at MY direction. He feels hypnotized by me, by my POZ dick, by my PA, by my twisted talk. Before working for his pozzing, we made a deal. If he accepts me as his Pozzer, that's gonna be like a sacrifice. He's gonna fuck up his health for MY pleasure and MY pride. There are some conditions he needs to satisfy for me to Reward him! A Wasp Tattoo... Emerald Green and Black (for the Jewel Wasp) it's MY Mark ! (the image at the end of this chapter) A negative blood test results. NO one to fuck him until he convert. Anonymous HIV test... until it comes back POZ and afterwards, regular blood tests to know how high the viral load will climb. when the convertion succeeds, he's gonna have to GIFT... and to get recharged. Stay off meds as long as he can (but i don't want my prey to pass away... ) Recharging me ! He agreed all of these conditions. These conditions are mine to POZ someone. I'm the Boss in MY colony! I want to create new wasps and make it grow!!! He needs me to break his Pandora's Box... to make sure he's not gonna close it anymore. He's feeling hot as Hell... and he invites me to talk in person about this. I travelled to his place and we talked, naked but we did not fuck. I wanted to control his mind like the Jewel Wasp does with its prey... so we talk about how we'd like to get sick, how i'd poz him, how i'd lay my wasp eggs inside his body... how free he'll be to be himself... and he'll be MINE! We jerked off... and we promised to get closer to the moment at our next date... He warned me that he could slow me down... step on the brakes... but i answer that i could not brake and i would push him over the precipice... He did not disagree but I still need time to control his mind completly... The job is not finish... It could take awhile but my reproductive instinct will get the job done sooner or later. When i left his place he said that he wants me to bring him to the Other side... into darkness... He wanted to be fucked by me... only me... and become an Evil to burn other people from the inside when he's pozzed. I promised him to continue to work on his mind to manipulate him, bringing him where i want him... and to sting his body with my dick to make him MINE... to start to build MY colony! He's gonna be a co-predator for the next hunt... but before, i have to finish my work with him... He will be my First Victim, my First Conquest ! I have 3 men now wating to be a part of my Colony... but Eddy will be the First and were gonna work together on the next ones.

I had my first really hot group bareback scene in a bath house in Rhode Island. We were in the steam room. He had me bent over the tile bench fucking me bare in front of everyone there. Soon a couple hot muscle beefy guys came over.... one was making out with my ex.... got him so worked up. He stepped away... giving his other buddy time to step in between him and I .... the guy he was making out with stopped and ask my ex if his buddy could feel my hole on his bare shaft. The guy asked my ex could he ride me bare. My ex nodded so the stranger started riding me bareback since he obviously felt better t without a rubber so I wasn’t stopping him! The one guy went with my ex to his room to play. He had a couple of his buddies in his room which he booted out of the room so they could play. He told them how he left his bf and this guys’mBF in the steam room taking the other guys bare cock!! All told after the three of them were done, one went back to the room... he starts fooling around with my ex and his buddy .... when another comes back... he leaves three in his room and comes back with another guy... meanwhile his raw buddy was loading my hole. The last two took turns for a bit until they nutted in me . He goes back to tell tmy ex how hot the scene was... he should not have gotten distracted... they all put about 8 loads in me... 5 of them, my ex, and a couple extras as two goes were so horned from the scene they shot in my ass twice! I was online 6-7 weeks later and one of them recognized me. Realized from my photo ass and face, I was the guy they all bred in the baths. He said how hot it was... asked how long I had been poz. I told him I was not poz. This was early 90’s, He said people don’t fuck bare in baths unless they are poz. I went to the clinic to get tested.... my results came back a week later I was still negative. I thought I dodged a bullet. I said I would not ever do something this risky again. It was such a hot scene in my memory, it couldn’t help wanting bareback more. Shortly, after I started letting more random guys fuck me bare. It turned me on because 6-7 loads I took had been poz. I must be immune as It did not get me. I went back to bath houses, video booths, and all the similar places I played before except this time I was playing only bareback. Our buddy, Tom hung out with us and would go to the tubs with me... never fucked me bare. He became good friends with my ex and I. We would play but he’d use a rubber. Until one day, we went to sunbathe at a nude beach. My ex was working so we went the two of us. He was so horny and excited to go to the nude beach. He asked me to give him road head off and on as we drove to the beach. After having blown him for a bit before we got there, my buddy was horny and boned. We spent an hour on the beach with him in various states of being boned. He said he was going for a walk on the beach and then in the dunes. I was not new to the rodeo so I knew guys cruised back there!!! Thinking to myself, how the fucker had left me here so he could play!!! In about 5 minutes, I had packed up my stuff. I grabbed the backpack and towel so I could start walking naked too in the dunes. It took only moments to see my buddy Tom fucking this guy. He asked the guy if he wanted to ride my cock too. Stupid question... of course, the other guy want two of us to fuck him bare. Tom was already barebacking the guys tight hole. We had not brought lube so I asked what he was using. Tom hands me his bottle of #2 sunning oil from HAWAIIAN Tropics. I still remember smelling coconut as I was feeling my freshly oiled cock sliding in the stranger balls deep and bare as I started to fuck his warm fuck hole! Tom and I took turns fucking our new raw playmate. Tom was getting so turned on watching me top, he could not help fucking my ass bare too while I was fucking the other dude. I shot a look back over my shoulder which he immediately responded he would not cum in me. This was too hot not to fuck my bare hole too. Shortly, some guy comes along to tell the bottom his BF was coming looking for him as he had been gone so long. I was so turned on by fucking a stranger with tanning oil. Additional, Tom was fucking me bareback for the first time. All I could was just nut in our raw stranger. We grabbed our backpacks and left the guy dripping my load before his BF showed up to see it happen. It was not late afternoon so the beach started to clear. Tom wanted to beat traffic so he suggested we head home. At this point, we were both aware, he still had not gotten off. Once we were on the highway, He again asked me road head. I enjoyed using the 30 minute drive to get home to tease his cock which had been straining to get off since the morning. My ex was still an hour or maybe more like an hour and half away. I told Tom I wanted to help get him off cause because for the third time, I teased his 8” cut thick cock until we had to stop before he could cum. I stripped naked and dropped to my hands and knees on the carpeted floor in my bedroom. We both still smelled of coconut and saltwater of the beach!! He leans in close to whisper in my ear if I had really enjoyed fucking and breeding in the dunes with him. He says tell me what you liked best? Immediately, I said the Hawaiian Tropics suntan oil being used for lube. It smell great combined with feeling a total stranger sitting on my cock bare. It was enough feeling a stranger’s BF’s naked hole on my cock, but to have him FNALLY sliding his raw poz cock in me too was just too much for me to handle. He grabbed the suntan oil, so we could fuck one more time with JUST suntan oil!!! It sent me over the edge with hi whispering his it’s not good for condoms. In fact, he says the rubbers will just break inside my bare cunt as he pounds my hungry hole like it deserved. I leaned back to his face and lips so I could tell him how I know he hates fucking me with rubbers on!! In fact, since we met, he has been needing to fuck me bare with his raw poz cock. I leaned in even more to whisper how much I knew both of us wanted to no longer pull out as his raw shaft unloaded in bare fuck hole balls deep!!! Tom fucked my ass bare for another hour swapping positions!! He was well aware my bare ass milked his condom free raw shaft. It tempted him so much slamming balls deep in my bare hole, he could not help but slow down inside me. However, We could feel his balls slapping against my bare cunt. This ONLY made us think how his low balls kept slapping against my freshly shave hole. The combination of this feeling would ultimately force him to splatter my insides with his hot poz cum. He started to slow down. He whispered that if he kept going he would quickly blow a huge load in me. In the past, He ALWAYS loved unloading inside even in a rubber!! He knew exploding in a rubber allowed him to save his load for another time. He had made a habit of freezing them. By placing the cum in an ice cube tray , he could use them another time for additional lube for fucking his ass. It had been so fucking hot that the entire day and the memory of the bareback bath house scenes, sent my hunger over the edge. I just started pushing back riding his bare cock. He realized what I was doing was adding more stimulus to his overworked cock/ He asked me if I was trying to get him off. I just moaned Uhuh. He said if I did not stop he would cum And He didn’t have a rubber on. You know that, right? All I could do was moan again and keep riding him. At this point, To, says you want my poz cum in you, don’t you. All I did was moan again!!! With this, I sent him to the top. He said, “Are you sure you really want my poz cum inside you. I rode all the way down his shaft one more time. This time he grabbed my hips, slammed his cock all the way inside me, and blew a huge load of toxic seed deep in my hole. Tom says, “I always knew you wanted me to cum in you since I found out I was poz!” As he collapses inside me, his hard cock is throbbing in me until it subsides moments later. Nearly, 2 months later, I was living in a new country as my work was relocating me for an opportunity within the organization. One of the requirements, the country wanted a battery health tests to understand my health needs now and it the future! Two days after the bloodwork testing was completed, they asked me to come back to the office. I showed up for them to tell me - The first test result I had was positive... they are required by law to test two more times to confirm the original assessment. The second test was negative... the third sample was positive. They called me in because they could not give me the news over the phone.... I was now HIV positive!! I left the office thinking I knew this day was coming. What a relief to finally know. I also knew it was someone I knew and not a random stranger.I walked to the gay bar in the downtown market. I had two close friends who worked as bartenders there. I did not want to go home alone. Instead, I sat on the stool. One friend asks what I wants for a beer. The other friend who was also my roommate knew I was not working for 3 days, so he walks down the length of the bar. He comes back with 3 liquid cocaine shooters for us. I spent the night there. My roomie and I walked towards home after the bar closed!! We did not quite make it as we walk by one of the bathhouses to get home. He says come on in my treat!! I was back to my usual routine in no time.

Bi masc bottom in need of as many loads as possible. Will be in the cape may area sunday to sunday 7/12-7/19. Hit me up and knock me up, been a year since my hole was split in half hope to be full of cum the entire week

Reading through the posts here since I posted way back when this thread started, I am happy to see so many of my fellow males have overcome the damaging social programming we are subjected to growing up that makes us ashamed of our cocks and guilt ridden for our Natural sexual appetites. We are males. Promiscuity and sexual pleasure needs are part of our DNA. As so many like myself on here have found, when you embrace your Natural appetite you discover a level of joy and peace you didn't know possible for the physical body. You are even capable of having healthy male on male relationships that are not--like so many failed gay and str8 ones--based on jealousy and fabricated ideas of "cheating." We have overcome suppression of our Natural Lusts to embrace and live them as males should.

This afternoon after weeks of no loads I gave in and had a hot tatted 25yo over to breed me. His cock (which I hadn’t seen a pic of) was massive - it’s been a while since one hurt but i powered through taking him doggie and he left happy. He left his mask on the entire time (which I’m starting to fetishize). Immediately after, a 50ish guy came by for an anon fuck (I’d only seen a cock pic, which I like for anon - or no pic at all); I was stripped to a jock and blindfolded in a backwards cap on all 4s when he walked in. I sucked him to get him ready and it was so good we kept going oral until he shot in my mouth - load tasted great. Right after he shot he got up and mounted me from behind and put another quick load up my ass. He redressed and left - never saw his face. A regular hit me up right after that so I willingly unlocked the front door and waited for him stripped - sucked him hard and then he took me from behind until he started moaning and unleashed a backed-up load deep into my ass. Good day to get back into the saddle (or no saddle I guess as it was bareback). Again, he left his mask on the whole time - I’m getting a thing for taking loads from masked guys lol

Was bad today, but it was worth it. Started off on Growlr. There's a black bear with a big fat uncut dick that I've played with on and off. He barebacked with me a few times, but went back to insisting condoms, so I've kept him at arms length. He's been hitting me up every couple weeks, lamenting of the quarantine etc (FYI, this has not been a true quarantine but that's another story.) Today I invited him over, my profile clearly says I'm into BB, and I'm hoping he'll go raw. When we're ready to fuck he pulls out a magnum XL and puts it on <sigh> and I agree. Part way through the fuck he asks if I'm still on PrEP, pulls the condom off and plunges in bare. Completely different experience! Not long until he cums. When he goes, I look for the condom thinking he just pulled it off and dropped it. No, he threw it across the room! He clearly wanted it raw. Will have to invite him back soon. After the bear leaves, one of my fuckbuds, have written about him numerous times, messages me. I let him know I have a load, and he's at my place in 10 minutes. His cock is average, but actually feels very pleasurable as he fucks a second load in me. Finally, a guy I've hit up a few times, and have never caught at the right time responds to me. He says he's ready for bed, asks what i'm looking for, and then asks how long until I could be at his place. I got to his place a few minutes after he said he was going to be asleep. Guy is a 20 something black guy, his cock is around my size. He's on a schedule (bed after all) and it doesn't take long until I'm taking his cock, and he fucks me rough. When he shoots, it's a huge load and I can feel every squirt deep in my ass. Not bad, feel a little guilty, but was worth it.

Milbttm206 - Hung bear using my ass Met up with my bear in Seattle so he could use me for a while it was hot as fck [think before following links] https://www.xtube.com/video-watch/hung-bear-using-my-ass-33128672

-The Company Men- Jack popped off the top to his third beer and looked into the neck of the bottle. He took a deep breath, wishing the picnic would go ahead and end. The company he ran held an annual picnic for its employees at a fairly secluded park. There was a covered area with lines of picnic tables filled with catered barbecue. Jack had skipped the food in order to get a couple of beers from a large cooler. Last year, Jack’s wife Had attended the event with him. This year he went stag. He wondered if it was for better or worse. One thing was certain, he wasn't getting any. Since his divorce, he’d found it difficult to connect with people. After nearly twenty years of marriage, getting out and dating again seemed impossible. Jack let his eyes wonder as he tipped the beer bottle back and poured the nectar down his throat. He liked the way the lip of the bottle tickled the salt and pepper stubble on his chin. His gaze landed on someone who was bent over in the middle of a line of people. Apparently, some of the younger associated at the company had organized a flag-football game. Christ, she’s got a great ass, Jack thought. He looked at the plump filling in the back of the individual’s jeans and wondered what he’d feel like between those tight ass cheeks. Jack felt a tickle in his groin. The person tossed the football up and it landed in a teammate’s hand. The owner of the buns stood up and Jack felt himself begin to blush. Oh my God, Jack thought to himself, it’s Alex. As the young guy turned to help the man holding the football brush past. Jack admired the twenty-three-year-old’s face. He had a bright complexion with cold blue eyes. His blonde hair was swept back from his face, but pieces of it had fallen and brushed against his forehead. There was something about Alex that intrigued Jack. Jack didn't know much about the young man. All he knew was that he worked as a mail clerk. Every time Jack had gone to the mailroom, he’d caught other employees picking on Alex for being pretty. ‘Damn boy! You’re prettier than my wife!’ He recalled one of his friends joking. Alex was a good sport with it all, never seeming to care. There were some rumors, he’d heard. Jack didn't condone gossip, but with an office of his size it was inevitable. Apparently, Alex had a talent for sucking cock and did so liberally. He'd heard of men walking in on Alex in the men’s room with a guest or two in the stall with him. Jack discarded these rumors as nonsense, but as he looked at his cute smile on the field, he couldn’t help but detect a bit of mischief in the young man’s expression. “Jack! My man!” A voice called from behind. “Bob! Good to see you my friend,” Jack said attempting a smile. “Beautiful day today,” Bob said as he grabbed a beer. “Yes. It’s a fine one,” Jack said as he turned to get a second look at Alex bending over. “Have you been working out?” Bob asked as he pointed the mouth of his beer to Jack’s belly. “No. Not at all. Without Mary’s cooking, I just find myself skipping meals,” Jack said and gave his gut a few light pats with his open hand. “Oh right. She was a chef right?” Bob asked of Jack’s ex wife. “Yeah.” “Sorry to bring it up. Come with me, this caterer knows a thing or two. Let's get a plate,” Bob insisted. Jack followed Bob and waited in line for food with a disposable paper plate. He liked Bob, he was nice enough and he was pleased to have someone distract him. Bob stood in front of Jack in the queue and talked shop. Jack pretended to listen but he couldn’t stop thinking about Alex’s cute backside. He wanted to cup it in his hands and give it a squeeze. Jack turned and put an ear of corn on the plate and he replaced the tongs in the aluminum contained. He looked up to see Alex speaking to Bob. He tried to tune into to their quiet conversation but couldn't hear what they said. Alex leaned into Bob’s ear and whispered something that seemed to elicit a positive reaction from Bob. Alex turned to Jack after he was done sharing his secret with Bob. Jack swallowed tension deep into his throat. He froze. Alex winked at him and then ran off. “Who was that?” Jack pretended ignorance as he asked Bob. “Alex! You know from the mailroom? C’mon everybody knows Alex,” Bob said with a tinge of sarcasm in his voice. “Right! Of course. Alex…” Jack finished with the line and sat next to Bob with a bunch of other top-tier men from his company. They made small talk with one another. The spoke about quarterly earnings, new hires, the park, and of course more about the weather. Jack danced in and out of the conversation. Honestly, he wished he were talking to Alex rather than these boring older professionals. Maybe he'd hear something new from a younger employee. Bored and not really eating anything Jack stood from the picnic table. “I’m grabbing a beer. Anyone need anything?” Jack took the mens’ requests and then returned to cooler once more. He scanned the tables and tried to locate Alex. Where’d that boy go? He thought. As he popped the tops of a few beers he looked over the field and of all the people sitting in the sun, there was no Alex to be found. Jack took a deep breath and sighed. He was getting a bit tipsy, but he figured it was a good thing. At least the day would go by a little quicker. He returned to the table with his buddies and they were all leaned in speaking to one another. What is it with all this secrecy? Jack approached slowly and when he realized he once again couldn’t make anything out, he cleared his throat to let himself be known. The men shot up from over the flat surface of the table. “Jack, your back! Thanks for the beer, man,” Fred said nervously. “No problem, bud,” Jack said, trying to keep his brow from furrowing. Jack dealt the beers out and returned to his seat on the picnic bench. Sweat from the blasts bottle in his hand slid down and landed coolly on his inner thigh. It sent electric chills into his spine. He moved his hand slowly down and wiped the cold droplet from the fine hairs of his leg. He looked down to inspect and he noticed something peculiar. Jack cocked his head the left as he appraised Fred’s lap. His bulge seemed somewhat exaggerated. I’ve had too much to drink, Jack thought. Jack hadn't. As he continued to stare he realized the outline of Fred's cock snaking down into the left leg of his shorts. Jack could make out the outline of Fred’s head. Jack raised his eyes slowly up Fred’s fit torso and realized his nipples appeared to be hard, poking out into the fabric of his white, polo shirt. Jack let his eyes meet Fred’s. Fred had taking notice, but didn’t seem to care. In fact, to Jack, it seemed like he’d appreciated the attention. “Who feels like a hike?” Bob asked the group. “I do,” Fred said not turning his eyes from Jack’s. After disposing their plates and grabbing fresh drinks, the men crossed the field and hit a hiking trail. Bob led the posse up and away from the rest of the company’s employees below. Jack loved to hike and of all the years he’d been coming to this place he’d never done it. His ex wife didn’t really care for nature and always insisted he’d stay with her. At least I’m getting to do what I want for a change, Jack assured himself. He took a deep sniff of the piney air. Birds chirped overhead and pine needles and fine branches crunched beneath his feet. Jack was at the back of the pack, which was by choice. Fred walked just in front of him. Fred’s olive green shorts hugged his backside in all the right places. Jack found himself excited as Fred climbed some carved stairs in front of him. He let himself linger for a moment so that his face was at the level of Fred’s backside. Jack licked his lips. I love nature, Jack thought to himself and then grinned. “So, Bob,” Jack called ahead to the group’s leader. “Yeah bud?” “I’ve never been hiking out here. Where does it lead?” “You’ll see. It’s a surprise!” Bob said. The group then joined in with Bob and laughed. Fred turned around and gave Jack an eager look. Jack felt turned off at first by the inclusiveness of the group. He felt like an outsider. The proverbial rookie. Then, he felt a sort of shared excitement among the men and decided to roll with it. Whatever happens, happens. The incline of the trail began to level off. Through the branches ahead, Jack began to make out something, a weathered roof of an old house or barn. A strange noise began to pervade his ears. It was incongruous to the natural sound of the wind through the leaves or critters scurrying around. At first, Jack thought the sound was a cat. But, as he neared he thought it might be a woman. A slight slapping sound began to register. The men approached a clearing, Jack could now see the remains of a dilapidated barn. The men in front of him parted. The three stood to his right and two to just left of the trail. Jack scanned their faces trying to make sense of what was happening. “Uhhhhh. Oh! Uhhhh. Uhhhhh. Yeah,” a voice trailed off. Jack walked past the men that watched him approach. A man was fucking someone. He looked as the man’s thighs tensed and relaxed. His shorts lay in a pile at his ankles and his knees appeared to buckle. Jack watched as the man’s ass cheeks squeezed and relaxed as he pumped himself forward. With each thrust, the one receiving him moaned and his legs raised and fell in the air. Jack continued his approach and looked to the face of the man who was standing. His face was drenched with sweat and beet red. Howard? Jack thought, recognizing man. It was his married, straight coworker. Howard looked to Jack but ignored him in his bliss as he continued to fuck. Jack swallowed. He let his eyes fall and watched Howard’s cock disappear in between another man’s legs. He continued to pan his gaze up a young man’s body. His cock lay soft against his abs near his belly button. His build was slender and slight. Freckles speckled his flat, hairless chest. His bright pink nipples were the size of nickels. Jack raised his head and looked at the face on top of the long neck. It was Alex. Alex looked to Jack and grinned. He ran his fingers through his now messy blonde hair with both hands and then let them cradle the back of his head. Jack felt confused, but excited. His cock was growing firm in his briefs, but he hesitated touching it. Alex let his head turn to Jack. He lay where his face was at the height of Jack’s waisted who stood just a couple of feet away. Alex gestured for Jack to approach. Jack felt as if his feet were stuck in dried cement. He took a deep breath and let his dick dictate terms. He stepped forward. Alex reached out with his right hand and gave Jack’s bulge a healthy grab. Shivers coursed through Jack’s body. It had been so long since he’d been touched in such an intimate way. He moaned slightly and let his head fall back and finally land on his shoulder. Jack saw white, maybe the sun had shone in his eyes. Jack couldn't be sure. He was lost in the moment and in the ecstasy. A noise from behind him brought him back to reality. He shook the daze from his face and looked back to the buddies he had followed on the trail. The men were smiling, cat-calling and cheering for him. A smile broke on Jack’s face as he realized his coworkers not only approved, but encouraged him to continue. “That-a-boy Jack!” Bob called. “Get your dick out!” Fred instructed. “Feels good, right? We’re gonna breed this cum-hungry boy,” Howard said as he pounded his cock into Alex. The group walked toward the three men and circled themselves around them. It felt to Jack that this was truly going to be a team effort. Alex continued to grope Jack and then pulled Fred towards him by his belt loop. “Yeah!” Fred said. Fred reached over Alex and grabbed Jack’s zipper. Jack, was shocked at first, but went with it. Alex licked his lips in anticipation. Fred simultaneously liberated his own prick. Alex grabbed Jack’s fat, throbbing cock and gave his shafts a few tugs. With his left hand, Alex grabbed Fred’s and jerked him off a bit. Jack’s breath deepened. Fred raised his open hand in the air over Alex and held it out for a high-five. Jack smiled through his pleasure and gave Alex a hard slap against his hand. Warmth washed over the head of Jack’s cock as Alex took Jack in his mouth. He kissed and licked and tickled Jack’s tip. Fred waited for his turn patiently as Jack melted. All of the sudden, Jack felt a tight suction around his shaft. He looked down and saw Alex begin to wince. Alex couldn’t help but smile and his lips opened wide, releasing Jack’s rock-hard member. “You about to cum in me?” Alex said as he leaned up and looked to Howard, the man plowing his hole. “Alex, I’m about to explode in you. I’m gonna fill you with my seed,” Howard said through punctuated breaths and violent thrusts. Jack watched Alex smile even wide. Bob took hold of Jack by his upper arm and led him away from Alex’s face. The men gathered around Howard and waited for him to blow. “C’mon Howard! C’mon buddy,” a voice cheered. Howard, happy with the audience, began to really put on a show. He pulled his shoe through his pants, fully liberating his left leg. He raised his foot and placed it next to Alex's plump ass on the stump the young man lay on. Jack liked the way the man’s balls bounced off of Alex’s butt and then back against his own. They mad a wet, smacking sound. His nuts looked full and as big as plumbs. Jack lights stroked himself as he also took interest in Howard’s tight hole, that winked as his ass parted with each pull out of Alex. The muscles in the man’s ass bounced and flexed. Jack bit the tip of his tongue. “That’s my man! Howard you fuck him right!” “Fuck him hard Howard! Show him what you’ve got!” Bob said deeply. Alex grabbed his own ass cheeks, one in each hand and spread them, allowing Howard to punch deeper and deeper inside him. He moaned and hummed and his eyes looked eager, ready to take Howard’s jizz. Sweat dripped down Howard’s lower back and fell to the pine straw beneath him. He grunted and picked up speed. “Yeah.” “Give it to him Howard,” Fred said as he gave Howard’s balls a gentle squeeze. “Uhh. Ahhhhh. Oh my fucking God,” Howard began. Fred dropped Howard’s balls and the group looked on ready to witness Howard explode. Jack watched as Howard’s scrotum tightened, taut over his balls. He’s gonna blow, Jack thought as he watched. “Yes, fuck me. Give me that load,” Alex encouraged the man he felt engorging inside him. Jack couldn’t believe his eyes as he watched his friend, Bob get on his knees to get a better view. Bob had his hand down his pants and was clearly enjoying what he saw. “I’m gonna cum,” Howard managed. “That’s it Howard, yeah!” Jack watched as the veins in Howard’s shaft grew large and hard and his cock flex and relax as it filled its host with white, creamy jizz. Howard’s body seized and shivered into the back of Alex’s thighs. Jack leaned back on his heels to get a better look at Alex’s face. Alex was smiling wide. He loved it. Jack felt good for the young man. He let his eyes appraise the man’s face further. He was devastatingly handsome, with a firm jaw and gentle nose. His eyes were large and bright. As Howard finished inside Alex, the other men cheered and patted his shoulders. Howard slid his long dick from Alex’s hole. Jack watched as the boy’s gaping cunt made a perfect ‘O’ shape. Alex clenched his hole a couple of times until a bit of cum began to dribble out. Careful to not lose a drop, Alex raked the wetness up his crack and dutifully pushed the cum back inside himself. “Who’s next?” Alex asked playfully, his legs still held wide in the air. Fred volunteered. Jack wished he had waited just a moment longer as he wanted to simply just stare at the boy’s absolutely beautiful butt. Fred unbuttoned his green shorts and slid them over his own nice backside. He spit down on his cock. He leaned forward and spit a couple of thick wads on Alex’s hole. He painted the saliva around Alex’s anus, as if the tip of his cock were a paintbrush. Satisfied that the boy was properly lubed, Fred rammed his dick deep inside Alex. Alex yelped. Fred held his hips still for a moment and looked around the group with a coy smile on his face. “You guys ready for me to do this?” Fred asked. “Yeah!” A resounding cheer from the men approved. Fred worked his hips in a circular motion. He was a bit more fit than Howard. Jack could see the muscles in his lower back popping and stretching. Alex seemed pleased with Fred’s technique. He took hold of Fred’s shirt and pulled it toward his chest. Fred’s hips bounced off of Alex’s buns as if they were made from rubber. Fred paid more attention to Alex’s cock than Howard had and groped the young man until he grew slightly hard. Jack really liked the short, blonde tuft of hair his shaft rested on. Alex was a beautiful boy. Someone grabbed Jack’s right ass cheek and gave it a friendly grip. Jack turned and saw it was Bob. “You enjoying this?” Bob asked Jack, still cupping Jack’s ass in his hand. “Sure…” Jack said looking into Bob’s glassy eyes. “I can tell,” Bob said and pointed a finger at Jack’s hard eight inches. “I think I’m going to go after Fred,” Bob said. “Nice,” Jack said. Bob continued to massage Jack’s ass as they watched Fred and Alex. Jack wanted to jerk off a bit, but was afraid to touch himself. It had been so long, he was afraid he would blow. Hell, if a warm breeze were to pass, I’d probably cum. “That’s my man, Fred! Fuck that boy-pussy!” Bob said and took a sip from his beer before passing it to Jack. Jack took a sip, careful to not lose sight of Fred. Fred was really going at it. Giving everything he had. His abs flexed and tensed hard as stones. Alex writhed on the stump as his legs were tossed back over and over again. “Oh… Oh…” Fred began to moan, his pitch rising higher with each plow. “Yeah! You cum all in that boy. Give him what he wants!” A man said. “Oh… Oh…” Fred continued. Fred stepped away from Alex, pulling himself out from the warm hole. He palmed his cock and gave it some hearty jerking. The men cheered him on. “You ready for me?” Fred asked Alex. “You better cum in me,” Alex demanded. Just as Fred was about to spray his load, he buried his cock back into Alex. He slumped over the boy as he worked his hips, filling Alex’s insides with a warm shower of thick man-juice. Fred cursed inaudibly, under his breath as he finished his orgasm. Alex bit his lower lip and looked into Fred’s pleased face. “Thanks Fred,” Alex said, followed by a wink. Fred pulled his wet rod out of Alex and pointed to it with both hands. The group cheered the man on and gave him high-fives as he stepped away from Alex. Alex held the back of his knees with both hands and waited patiently. Jack looked down at his prick and saw it was leaking precum onto the ground beneath him. A pretty, clear string of it looked like morning dew on a leaf. Fred approached him. “You enjoy the show?” Fred asked Jack. “Very much,” Jack replied. Fred took Jack’s cock by its base and pointed it up toward his mouth. Keeping eye contact with Jack, Fred cleaned the precum from the tip of Jack’s cock with his tongue. It tasted deliciously sweet. Jack’s heart raced and thudded against the ribs in his chest. Fred dropped Jack’s cock. “Yummy,” Fred said as he pulled his shorts up and turned back to Alex. Bob had taken his shirt and shorts off. All he wore were his boots. He dropped to his knees and began to tongue Alex’s wet, slimy cunt. He moaned and hummed into the boy’s butt as he licked him. Alex purred as Bob plunged his tongue in and out of him. The salty loads of fuckers past, flavoring the experience. Alex was drenched in sweat. He rubbed the wetness over his thin torso with his hands, paying attention to his nipples and his neck. Fred clapped at the sight. “Rim that ass,” Fred added. Bob was a stout man, but as he stood up from the ground, his belly seemed to flatten. His cock looked like a beer can, thick and fat. “You think you’re ready for me?” Bob asked Alex. “Yeah, screw me.” “You think he’s ready for me guys?” Bob turned to the group and asked. The men all cheered for Bob to continue. Jack watched Alex’s face as Bob entered him his eyes rolled back into his skull. He could see the skin of Alex’s hole stretch to accommodate the man’s sizable girth. Alex pinched his nipples, seemingly turned on by the pain. Jack watched as Bob’s hips swung back and forth. He never thought he’d see this, his friend of over a decade fucking anyone, much less another man. “Put your back into it Bob!” Someone suggested. Bob laughed to himself and began to more aggressively plow the boy. His back slid to and fro on the flannel blanket he laid on. His ass bounced and jiggled as Bob did indeed put his back into it. The small crowd cheered him on. Bob leaned forward over Alex and put his arms underneath Alex’s shoulders. He lifted Alex up off of the stump. Alex quickly wrapped his thin legs around Bob’s waist. Alex bounced up and down off of Bob’s groin. The group went wild. The two men looked each other in the face. Alex’s face looked pleased with the change of position. Alex’s entire body seemed like a rag doll as Bob began to thrust and plunge harder and deeper. Sweat covered the two men. Their bodies made a slippery slapping sound as they collided into one another. “Oh fuck!” Bob exhaled. He put the boy’s back onto the stump and pressed him into it by the shoulders. Holding him down hard, Bob silently unloaded. His body shivered in delight as he came. The crowd steered him on. “That’s right Bob!” Alex moaned in between deep, strained breaths. After Bob pulled his thick meat from Alex, his hole looked destroyed. Alex rubbed his boy-pussy’s lips and delighted in the hot, wet mess. He lowered his legs and rested them for a minute while he caught his breath. A couple of the guys were jerking off as the waited for the next person to step up and take the plunge. After a beat, Alex sat up on the stump and looked around. “Who’s next? I want more,” Alex declared. “Jack,” someone said under their breath, then another, “Jack,” then more people joined in until it was a unanimous chant, “Jack, Jack, Jack, Jack! Jack!” Jack grinned and looked around. He felt that he should step forward. The men encouraged him with pats on the back and gentle shoves for him to get moving. His eyes met Alex’s crystal blue dazzlers. Alex grinned to Jack. Jack held an expression on his face that seemed to ask ‘Is that okay?’ “I’ve wanted you for a while,” Alex said. Jack bit his lower lip to contain his smile. “I know just how I want you to,” Alex continued. Alex slid off of the stump and leaned forward over the stump. His body looked soaked in a sweat sheen that seemed to shimmer in the late-day sun. With his pecs firmly on the stump, he spread his pale legs apart. He reached back with spread fingers and parted the cheeks of his ass for Jack. Jack felt a robust rush of desire course through his entire body. He grabbed the you man’s tiny waist with his big hands. He thought they could almost wrap around him entirely. “Mmm-hmmm,” Alex encouraged him to continue. The men behind him were still chanting his name. Jack grabbed the base of dick with his thumb and index finger and aimed it at the boy’s cherry hole. He pressed forward with his hips and ass until hot smoothness covered his entire body. The warmth radiated from his prick out. Fireworks exploded in his brain. Alex moaned and arched his back low. Jack pulled back and then slammed forward. Alex’s hair bounced with each punch Jack delivered into him. Someone was caressing his chest, Alex didn’t know who it was nor did he care. He was in ecstasy. The boy’s hole felt tight around him, like a clenched fist. Alex leaned back, putting pressure on Jack to drive himself even deeper inside the boy’s sweaty cunt. His body shuddered as he continued to fuck hard slaps into Alex. Alex groaned and moaned in delight. Their bodies rhythm synced and they both held on for a wild ride until Jack’s pent-up load was released. Jack felt as if he was out of control his hips and thighs tensed and pressed and got exactly what they yearned for, sweet release. Jack grunted with each thrust until finally his nuts grew hard and his sack shriveled over them. Cum exploded like a bomb into Alex’s ass. Filling it with a thick mess. Alex had never experienced anything like it. Jack continued to slam his battering ram into Alex. There was so much cum, it began to squirt out of Alex’s cunt and slide from it down Jack’s balls and onto the ground. With each plunge, more cum came. Alex held his mouth open wide, unable to breath. Jack pounded and pounded causing cum to squirt out all over the earth beneath the two men. Applause broke out from behind Jack. He slowly regained consciousness and relief washed over his entire body. Alex collapsed on the stump. Jack pulled his cock from him slowly. A stream of jizz slid down Alex’s leg. The cheers, claps and raucous applause continued. But, Jack heard Alex say something softly. “Come back,” Alex said to him. Jack bent forward to hear what the young beauty had to say. His thighs pressed against the back of Alex’s hairless buns. He could feel Alex breathing deeply beneath him, each heave reminded him of the good fuck he’d delivered. “That was fucking amazing Jack,” Alex said. “Thanks?” “I’ve wanted you to fuck me ever since I saw you—that first day in the mailroom,” Alex admitted. Jack grinned, boyishly. He didn’t know exactly how to take it. Before he could figure it out, Alex planted a hot kiss on his mouth. His lips tasted salty and felt like soft rose petals against his stubble. Jack, without his mind’s permission, kissed the boy back. The skin of his face felt great against his cheek. Jack held his face as he continued to tongue the boy’s supple pout. He felt himself grow hard again and pressed it into Alex. He could feel Alex smile into his kiss. He wondered if round two would be even better. The crowd behind the two men seemed to think so...

"Dinner Guests?" trissa smiled in her sports bra and bikini bottom at the two as they stood in the doorway. "of course! i didnt know what to bring so i brought something sweet" Caitlin raised the bottle of wine in her right hand, "and something savory" she nodded to Tucker. "Trissas pendulous breasts pressed against Tuckers masculine frame as she stepped forward to slip her tongue into his mouth for a deep kiss, gliding her palm against the warm rising cock in his shorts. "mmmm such a pretty boy, you know just what I like" she smiled. "So heres the thing we're kind of having a ladies evening tuck, you know, cocktails and a pool party, but we're skinny dipping." Trissa bit her lip, glancing at Caitlin as she began disrobing. "Oh we love pool parties, theyre the best!" Caitlin beamed, hopping about on one leg as she peeled her shorts off. "So how about it Tuck, do you feel comfortable with a little party?" Tucker glanced at Caitlin, stripping her top off. "Sure that sounds okay" he bashfully replied, stripping his tshirt off as Trissa slid his shorts down. "Im so glad you came Caitlin, this party needed a little charcuterie" Trissa gently lifted the boys heavy balls in her hand as she gulped his prick into her hungry mouth. "see? shes really good isnt she?" Caitlin eased her legs apart as Trissa reached between them to slip a finger inside. "his cum?" she asked curiously, sliding off Tuckers cock for a moment of inquisition and slurping her digit clean. "yeah Tucker loves cumming inside." Caitlin grinned as Tucker just nodded. "god i wish i had that load too" Trissa mumbled, as she stroked the heavy cock a few more times and rose to her feet. "but we have a friend to meet! shes a nice neighbor who stopped by to say hello" "meet amanda" Trissa gestured to the intoxicated red headed woman slumped in the pool chaise. "Amanda honey this is Caitlin and Tucker" Trissa reached down and gently began massaging the womans thick clit. "o-oh hey" she slurred, "im just here to borrow a screwdriver for my mailbox." Trissa licked her fingers and continued stroking the womens sex. "i need to get home, i have a husband" she mumbled, pawing at Trissas skilled hand. "You can relax with us a bit cant you? i mean we're having so much fun arent we?" Trissa watched as Caitlin began gently stroking Tucker to hardness again. "i-okay, but just for a little while." Amanda sighed, as Trissa parted her legs gently Caitlin walked Tucker to the center of the lounge and toward her glistening twat. "look at that cunt" Caitlin breathed into tuckers ear. "I bet she'd love some of your nice big dick inside wouldnt she?" Caitlin continued pumping the boys fat fuckmeat, encouraging him to kneel between Amandas legs and stroke. "Amanda lets do something naughty" Trissa cooed, "Let Tucker put the head in." Amanda was aroused, and conflicted. "can he wear a condom?" she mumbled. "no sweetie dont worry its just the head. Look at that college boys prick, dont you want to feel just a little bit?" Trissa spread Amandas full lips, exposing her dribbling pink slit as Caitlin pushed the boys hips gently and the two women watched Tuckers big purple head disappear inside the married woman. "Thats good isnt it? it feels good getting that nice big cock to stretch you out." Caitlin encouraged the conflicted housewife. "oh god it feels good." Amanda mumbled, rocking her hips. "But i cant get pregnant again I need to stop" Amanda stopped moving. "nonsense you wont get pregnant, just fuck the nice big cock and I promise tucker will pull right out when he cums" Trissa smiled. Caitlin grinned, Tucker hadnt pulled out of a girls cunt since they met. He was well trained to breed any pussy he saw. Pushing tuckers hips, she fed the boys throbbing cock into the married woman and let nature take its course. The woman was nearly twice tuckers age, but they fucked like rabbits at the poolside. "i gotta cum" Tucker moaned. Amandas eyes widened as she held the boys shoulders. "I know you do baby do it nice and deep" Trissa smiled, reaching back to massage his cum filled nuts. "Just let tucker cum inside, just this once. You two are having so much fun and it will feel way better for both of you" Caitlin instructed Amanda, "I dont want a baby" Amanda moaned sa tucker slammed deep, depositing his full load into her unprotected pussy. "just relax and cum on it" Caitlin hissed as she reached down into her red trimmed bush and fondled her ample clit. Trissa smiled, stroking Tuckers shoulders. Nothing like a few good hard orgasms to reinforce the pure raw pleasure of barebacking. They also encouraged the womans cervix to sip the cum pooling in her cunt. Tucker held the womans hips as the amandas hot cunt continued milking his prick at Caitlins command.

Sublime. Yum!!

Jake let out a low groan as Mikey pulled his bloated prick from the boys tight ass, gently slipping the gauged ring from his glistening ring as a trail of mikeys seed drooled from the tops hole. Mikey sighed and began unstrapping the panting boy, who immediately reached down to fondle his cock. "did you like that?" Jake smiled at the boy, still plugged full of his cock. "uh huh" he nodded lazily. "im sure Jake would love to keep going again, wouldnt you?" Mikey offered as he snapped a few quick pictures of the two mated together, covered in sweat. Jake looked into clints eyes as he pulled his slippery cum coated cock out of Clint, and slowly drove it back in, watching the boy grunt and groan in satisfaction as his hand splashed up and down his own cum covered prick. "you can cum for me again cant you clint?" Jake slowly sped up his thrusts as the prior load began to leak out of his pussy and around Jakes tool. "oh god yes make me cum" Clint begged, Jake was all too eager to deposit another load into the boy when mikey straddled the boy. "Give him the first few shots, and then finish up inside me" Jake nodded eagerly as he reached down dip his fingers in mikeys pussy. "oh god im gonna cum" clint squealed as his ass clamped down hard on Jake and began its milking once more. "there ya go, shoot that cum baby" Jake moaned as he reached down to take hold of his sloppy cock. "one for you..." Jake mumbled, as he pulled back to fire his first shot of cum into the boys gaped cunt. "and one for you" he quickly slid his cock against Mikeys soft pussy and pushed, draining his remaining jizz into the hungry bottom.

Part 2: No matter how turned on the contract made me, I couldn't quite bring myself to sign it right away. That nagging doubt in the back of my mind. I don't really want to be pozzed, I reminded myself. And then I found myself imagining Eric's cock entering me. His big cock. His big poz cock. No matter how hard I tried to ignore the thought, I kept ending up jacking off as I re-read the "terms" of the contract. I couldn't help but to fixate on my requirement to declare "I am a whore for poz cock. I want HIV-filled cum fucked into me." And I couldn't help but to say that to myself every time I came since reading the contract. And how did Eric know I would be receptive to such twisted language? That question was answered when another envelope appeared under my door a couple of days after the contract. The letter inside it was short and to the point. I'm sorry, but I couldn't help but to look at your laptop's history when we hung out last week. You visit some interesting sites. ;-) I'm still awaiting your signature. Don't let this offer expire. I felt ashamed for a moment. But that quickly passed as I realized that he was obviously okay with dozens of visits to BBRT, and A4A and this site. I tried to remember if I even visited any forums besides this bugchasing forum. Oh gosh, I don't think I did. Well, he knows how to entice me, I realized. And then it occurred to me that he's not just trying to tell me what I want to hear. He wants to poz me! Why else would he pressure me. Eric wants to get off on pozzing my ass with his big cock! And within a couple of seconds, I went from shame to insatiably rock hard. I went straight to my desk, and pulled out the contract from the drawer. I jacked my cock furiously as I re-read the terms; and the second letter. His dark desire to control me was intoxicating. Holy shit, he wants to fuck me to death! He wants to murder me with his big cock! "I want HIV-cum fucked into me!" I nearly shouted as I shot my load.

Been lurking here for a long time. I finally got the courage to take that next step. Im gonna change a couple of details so that this is fictional now. The truth is much stranger than fiction, sometimes. I had a crush on my neighbor, Eric for months. And I was so sad when I found out from another friend that he was poz. Somehow, he seemed even more attractive since he was "off limits." I would never have thought I might pursue a poz guy. I guess you could say that I kinda got obsessed with him. I'd see him in the community pool. I'd see him go out for a run. I couldn't help but to notice that huge bulge and that tight body. Well, let's move things along. Eric was in his third year of law school. I was going to school part time and working part-time. I started saying hi to him as he would set out for his run. Before I knew it, we were chatting all the time. And I was probably obvious that I liked him; and I could tell by the way he looked at me that he wanted me too. Fast forward a few more months; and we are best of friends and the sexual tension is building. I fantasize about him throughout the day. I cum thinking about him before bed every night; and jack off to him in the morning. I want him. Then, I found this web site when I was searching about sex options with a poz guy. And maybe that didn't help .. or did it? One night, we are drinking and talking and I finally got the courage to tell him I wanted him to fuck me. His response wasn't at all what I expected. In short, he told me that he would prepare a contract for me to sign to make sure that I would not hold him responsible if I got pozzed. That same night, he told me that his health insurance had lapsed because he was too old to be on his parents policy. And because of a paperwork screw up, he has 90 days without coverage. In other words .. not on meds right now. And likely "very detectable" as he put it. Damn .. I was upset but also turned on. I just sorta assumed he would be undetectable. A few days later, I found the contract under my apartment door in a simple brown envelope. I opened it up and saw one of those plastic "sign here" things pointing to the signature line. As I read it, my nervousness unexpectedly began to turn from fear into anticipation. Here's how it read: I, _______________________, affirm to be of sound mind and judgement and do solemnly swear that I will not hold Eric X (last name removed for privacy), hereafter known as "the top", responsible civilly or criminally for the contraction of HIV, or any other disease or ailments that result from my consensual sex with said person. I understand that the top is currently un-medicated and has a high viral load; and that my consensual unprotected anal sex may result in the contraction of HIV. I further agree that the following activities are permissible, as described in the following vernacular language to clarify the terms of this contract: I may get fucked in the ass by the top's big cock. I will let the top shoot poz cum deep inside me. I will not ask the top to stop once my ass is penetrated with his big dick. The top can pound my ass as deep and hard as he desires. I will not try to pull away or prevent his poz cum from filling my ass. I further agree to hold an empty bottle of HIV medication in my mouth as a reminder that an un-medicated poz load will be fucked into my ass. I can not release the bottle of medication from my mouth until the top instructs me to do so. After the top cums in my ass, the bottle of said meds will be placed in my asshole to prevent poz cum from leaking out. Furthermore, the top has my explicit permission to electronically record the aforementioned sexual activities and use for his own purposes. Prior to sexual activities, I will declare, on video, that "I am a whore for poz cock. I want HIV-filled cum fucked into me." I concede that the sexual activities described above may result in personal serious illness or possibly death. By signing below, I am literally signing my life away. I fully consent to being fucked to death by big poz cock. I trembled as I read the contract. And as I read through the contract the second time, my cock became as hard as it ever had. Should I sign the contract?

I think we all like to visit the sex theaters and have fun every now and then, I know I do. But I especially like the smell you get when you walk in. I hope you guys know what I'm talking about. Almost a kind of dirty smell but assuming it's a mix of dirt, sweat, spit, cum and dick and ass odor. I get hard thinking of the smell and being surrounded by and adding to it when I'm having fun at these places. Anyone else feel the same?? Would love to hear about it.

Males are very sexual animals. We know pleasure. So many discover that the feel of another guy's hard cock fucking your ass is an amazing pleasure high, especially if he leaves his DNA in you. Even as you are being fucked and the waves of pleasure wash over you, you have penis and know exactly what he is feeling as he builds towards climax and his nuts and cock unload his warm male essence in you. As a lifelong pig bottom since 15, i know you will be wanting more cock an bigger size. the pleasure is always what brings us back for more.

No, this is not a story of how I knocked up some bimbo. It’s about this dude I met a few years ago. After he converted due to the toxic loads I dumped in him I started calling him my AIDS baby and he started calling me his AIDS daddy. We met online for the first time I guess about four years ago. He was 25 years old at the time and quite a hot dude. Decent body, 6’ tall, brown hair and an absolute looker, looked quite innocent, though that was deceiving. Behind those green eyes he was hiding a very slutty mind. We chatted a few times and I found out he was an airline steward living in a town some 30 miles from me, so not too far. He learned that I’m poz and quite toxic which turned the little slut on to no end. Unfortunately due to his erratic flying schedule it was difficult to arrange a hook up quickly. One time we were chatting on skype and he told me he just got fucked by some barebacker and the fresh cum was still in his ass, held there by his dildo. I was a bit sceptical at first but then he turned on his cam and climbed up on his chair, dildo sticking out from his ass. He pushed the dildo’s suction cup onto the chair and started fucking himself on it for several minutes. Finally he pulled his ass up from the dildo and I could see the cum leaking from his open hole onto the chair. Then the little slut bend over and started licking it up. After this little show I was convinced he was an absolute cum addickted fuck slut and decided he needed to get AIDS, which he agreed to enthusiastically. We were finally able to arrange our first meeting a few weeks later. He just got his latest test result which confirmed he was still clean. I went to his town where he picked me up at the train station. When I got in his car he immediately started sucking my cock as I had ordered him. After a few minutes I told him to head over to his place and a few minutes later we arrived at his apartment complex. As soon as we entered his place I ripped his track pants from his ass and pushed him down on his knees. I forced my hard cock down his throat which he really didn’t like but who cares about what a bitch wants? Then I shoved him to the bed, tied him up and forcibly spread his legs apart. I told the bitch “I’m gonna ram my toxic AIDS cock up your ass you little slut.”, then I pushed it all the way in, only using a few drops of spit as lube. The little slut was clearly hurting and terrified, I could see it in his wide open eyes and I loved every second of that fuck. I just kept pumping that sweet ass while he was begging me to stop. I just told him I wouldn’t and that he knew that was the reason I tied him up in the first place. Finally I spewed my venomous load deep in his guts. After keeping him tied up a while longer I released him and ordered him to keep my toxic cum in his fuck hole all night long. When he drove me back to the train station he was quite subdued. I guess the little bitch was terrified that he really did get pozzed. You know what they say “Be careful what you wish for, you might just get IT.”. The next morning he told me that he did as I ordered and kept my venom in his ass all night long and that it leaked out of his fuckhole in the morning. As you can imagine this really turned me on, seeing there was a good chance he’s convert. A few days later he told me he got a herpes infection in his ass from me and that it hurt like hell. I was overjoyed about this since it was a good sign and his chances of converting would be boosted by this for sure.

I am sure I meant to say my cock is hard and dripping 😀

My first time was when I was about 19 or 20. I decided I wanted to try bottoming so I went to a cruise area where I regularly fucked bottoms and found a guy in his late 20s who wanted to top. He was a hipster/otter looking guy with a fairly large cock. He slipped on a condom and tried to fuck me but it wasn't going in easily. He finally rammed in and it was very painful. He pinned me down and fucked me for about a minute until I said I couldn't take it anymore. He pulled out and zipped up and walked back into the cruise area. I realized at that point that he had taken the condom off and when I felt my ass, I felt his cum. I was pretty horrified because this was before PrEP was a thing. Since that experience was painful and scared me, I didn't bottom again until about three years ago when a relationship with another top forced compromise. After that relationship, I realized I enjoyed giving and taking loads equally.

I also take a fiber supplement like you do, as I've found it helps a LOT so keep on it. I use a "travel" shower attachment. Think of a silicone bowl that clips to a shower head, with the hoses coming out. I have two attachments for it that go in my ass. One is a standard 6" X 1/2" nozzle, the other is an 18" thin tube that I can use to snake up pretty deep. The shorter one I'll use for a quick clean out. By quick, I'm talking at least 30 minutes. If I'm going to use the long one and insert it deep, we're talking 2 hours. Even with the shorter one, if I insert it as far as I can, and point it just right, I *can* get water into the sigmoid colon, causing a longer clean out. The key for me is to put the shorter one in about one inch, squeeze and let my rectum fill for a count of 5, then release. I'll repeat this a few times then wait about 15 minutes, remaining standing (figuring gravity will help). After 15 minutes I'll repeat a few times and hope for clear water. Then I'll wait about 10 minutes, sit on the toilet, and make sure all the water is released. Usually, I'm good to go for at least 2 hours and sometimes up to 4. If I'm using the 18" hose, I can only get it in about 12", but this is going to be the long clean out I'll need if I'm planning on a full 8 hours at the baths, or a full afternoon/evening hosting in a hotel room. The hose is skinny with rounded edges, but if I'm not VERY careful, I'll find I'll bleed just a little bit. Nothing severe or bad, but noticeable. So slow and gentle is key. I'll insert it as far as I can, let the water flow a bit, release, and repeat. Once I've done this, I'll wait about half an hour to repeat. But one thing that's consistent with me when I use the long hose is: The first series of rinses will be messy. Then repeated rinses with the long hose will be clear, but about 90 minutes into the process there's always a second wave of shit that comes out. Once this second wave comes, I'm nearly done. There's always a second wave, and sometimes that comes 2 hours into the process. After the second wave I'll switch to the shorter nozzle and just do some follow up rinses until all the residual water is out...and it's usually pretty clear at this point. But yes, this all takes 2 hours. I've learned to never go online until my ass is ready. I swear, twice as many guys will hit me up if I'm not ready. Sure, you want to pop on and see who's around and who might want to play...but those tops will want it immediately and not be willing to wait. If you're thinking you *might* want to play that day, stay offline until you're ready. Seriously, the tops will be grateful you're ready NOW.

He finally wrote to me on saturday morning. He only asked if I was available around lunchtime to blow him. My heart stopped and I started to feel very nervous. Almost a month thinking about that moment both excited and affraid and he just wrote as always, as nothing unusual happened last time. It took me more than an hour to make a decision about what I should do and I stupidily replied "hi. how are you doing?" exactly 88 minutes after his first message. I simply couldn't tell him to come over like this without any more discussion. The whole day went on without any other message from him and I felt like I missed the opportunity. Had he messaged some other guy to serve him ? Had someone else answered quicker than I did? I tried not asking me too many questions and setting my mind on something else and decided next time (if there is a next time) I would say Yes and nothing else. After all I know very well how he considers me and I m ok with it. Why do I act like I do ? I was about to go to bed at 23:30 when he texted me. "Now?" I answered "Yes" with my heart beating like crazy. When I saw is next message I was already waiting for him wearing only my cage and a black thong. His message was "On my way. Put on a thong". I know he always wants me naked in a thong but still he reminds me of it each time. He arrived within minutes. I opened and he went to the living room asking how was his girl doing? I was so nervous following him and trying to start a conversation. He sat down and started undoing his pants. I went on my knees between his legs trying to act slutty and as quiet as possible. He asked for an ashtray so I stood up and went for it. I was feeling really stupid. I came back with the ashtray, his cigarette was lit and his enormous cock was semi hard hanging out of his pants. I remember thinking "god it s so huge!" and "god his so unattractive!". But anyway, I was yearning to gag on his cock and be fucked like the big black cock slut he knows I am. I put down the ashtray next to him and was about to get on my knees when he said "why don t you wear lipstick, baby?" I froze. What?!?!? What now with lipstick??? On his face, always this smile and this quietness that drive me crazy. "I don t know... You like it? - Do you have some ? - No. - Next time. Very red, like whores. Ok, baby? - Yes." These words alone excited me so much the cage started to hurt me. I was standing there feeling uncomfortable that it might show through that mini thong. He pointed at my bar and asked if these bottles were alcohol. I said yes and asked him if he wanted a drink. "I don t drink but for you. Take one you like and come here, he said tapping with a foot on the floor". I grabbed a vodka bottle and knelt between his legs. He took the bottle and I took his cock. I caressed it waiting for a sign. He told me to suck him and I literally plunged on his dick. He laid back and enjoyed it saying it was his second blow job of the day but by far the best. That made me suck harder, better, totally dedicated to his pleasure. I was so proud of being one good sucker for him. He handed me the bottle. "Here. Drink". That was new. He had never asked me to drink. Only the first time we met I was dead drunk... Once again I was lost, he really confuses me. I took a sip of vodka. "More" he said. I drank again and went back to his cock. Sucking and gagging but asking myself what was happening. He handed me the bottle two or three more times asking me to drink more, smiling, telling me what a good girl or whore I was. I started to feel tipsy, dizzy but I kept on going further with his cock down my throat, making a mess of my face, wetting the couch, the floor, coughing slime. He merely moved at all except for handing me the booze. He was enjoying it a lot. He asked me not to use my hands anymore "just your cunt mouth, I don t want to cum yet". I remember begging him to fuck me and him saying "no just your mouth". "Drink" "Look at you" "No, don t touch yourself" "Good girl, shake your ass" "Take more alcohol" "Show me you're filthy" "Yeah look at you, whore". I totally lost it. I managed to say "no please" when he wanted to take a picture with his phone but I even can t tell now if he did or not in the and. When he was close he stood up and with his fingers in my mouth kept it opened and brought my head just underneath his gigantic cock. He jerked off all his cum on my face and tongue. What a blast ! What a reward to make a man cum that hard ! We sluts know! In the corner of my mind I still was waiting for the right moment to ask him questions about what he did last time but I didn t want to ruin his moment. He shaked his cock and went to the bathroom telling me to stay where I was. I heard some water, he was probably washing his meat when I was the one really needing water. That thought made me smile. I had been so good. When he went out of the bathroom he smiled at me and said I m a true white slut. I smiled and thanked him with a flirting voice. "I have to go now. Work. I ll text you, babe". These last words woke me up! What ?!?! He was gone ! Again ?! The next day, yesterday that is, I woke up with a strong hangover. I cleaned my living room thinking and thinking and thinking too much, talking alone, being upset, telling myself to block him. "It s not safe and it s not sane!" That was until I finished my chores and felt the heat again. His voice, his attitude, the way he never answers my questions, the way he pimped me out, his words, his cock, his voice, his scent, his smile, his cock, his natural directiveness,... His words... "don t touch yourself" "look at you fag" "good girl" ... I was in heat again. The alcohol, the cage I was still wearing and this chastity I put myself into weren t helping... I was feeling a terrible urge. I touched the cage, my ass,... "Look at you" "you ve got the best mouth" "be a good girl"... I ended up practically wrecking my ass all alone in my bed with a dildo just thinking about his scent, his voice and his words. I guess I have to stop thinking too much. It s just pure good sex and I have to stop telling me stories: this black unattractive guy just owns me. I don t want to have him around anymore until he wants me to serve him again. I have to stop fighting... As always, I appreciate every feedback. PS : buying red lipstick is on my to do list

The cock in question belongs to Justin Bieber back from when he went skinnydipping in 2016, he was 21 or 22 at the time and he got this pic taken as a way to have a one-up against his rival, Orlando Bloom, who also went naked outdoors that summer. I keep going back to this pic all the time and I imagine myself being naked with Justin in that pond, wrapping my lips around that nice cock while grabbing his ass, feeling his cock go in and out of my mouth mmmmmmm yeeeaaaahhhh......

4. I continued like that for hours. I invited just about anyone who showed interest in me over and without ever asking their name took their loads. By the time my fuck buddy texted me at quarter to six I had a total of eleven load in me and was laying sprawled out on my bed, ass up, exhausted. “Need another load? I just got done with work.” “Yes, come over.” I responded. I was exhausted and my hole was tired, but I knew that in two hours when I saw Sir, he would be happy to find a fresh load in me. “Be there in 15,” he responded. I lay on my bed adding a few guys from the day to my favorites lists, I just knew that after experiencing a day like I just had that this wouldn’t be the last time. Then I started watching the videos guys had taken. I was fascinated watching as my hole steadily gave up over the course of the day. In the first video my hole is tight and pink, clinging to the sides of the tops thick cock as he fucks me; but in the last video my hole is slack and red, swollen lips opening easily around the guys cock as cum coats his dick. The buzz came at my door, and after buzzing my fuck buddy up, I decided to unlock the door and go get back on the bed. Ass in the air facing the door, I texted him saying “Door’s open.” “Oh fuck, your pussy’s wrecked,” he said as soon as the door closed behind him. I heard my fuck buddy stripping off his clothes but never looked behind me. “You’ve been a real slut today. How did I not know you were this big of a pig?” “Honestly, I wasn’t until today.” “What changed?” His hands were now on my ass cheeks and I felt his stubbly chin brush against my battered ass cheeks before his tongue flicked across my open hole. I moaned as his tongue lapped at my cum filled pussy. “I met this guy last night,” I told him breathlessly, “He, I don’t know, I just wanted to make him happy. To be his. He told me to come back to his place tonight and to be filled with cum and to make every guy who fucked me take a video so he could watch them while he fucked me.” “And did you,” he said before diving back into my hole. His tongue voraciously dug in my hole savoring the mixture of loads inside of me. “Yes. I’ve got nine loads in me right now.” “All from different guys?” “Yes.” “Fuck yes. I’m going to plant mine deep inside you and send you to your Master leaking.” My Master, I hadn’t thought of Sir like that yet but it seemed to be true. “You ready for this dick, pig?” “Yes.” “Good.” He shifted around behind me, spat on my hole and then slammed the full length of his cock inside of me. I grunted. He was by no means the biggest cock I’d had that day, but he was thick and knew how to pound a hole. Normally he worked his way up to slamming the full length of his cock in and out of me, but today he started right off the bat. I was so loose my hole just opened for him. “Give me your phone,” he grunted, “your Sir’s gonna want to see your loose pussy around my cock.” I handed him my phone, and without changing pace he kept recording. It felt like he was fucking me for ages, never slowing down. Normally he only fucked like that for a little while, but my cum filled hole clearly had him extra horny. He grunted and bucked forcing me into the mattress with each thrust. I was back to begin a whimpering mess, devolving into nothing more than a hole. I would have sworn he had been pounding me for hours when he finally roared, “I’m gonna fucking breed your cunt,” but I’m sure it really was only twenty minutes or so. I had blissed out, and completely given myself over to being his hole. “Breed my cunt,” I slurred, and reached behind me to pull my cheeks apart. That was too much for him, he bottomed out inside of me, and with one hand holding my head down into the mattress he pumped his load into me. I felt his cock throb and his balls pulse as he shot ropes of cum into my already well filled hole. “Fuck yes,” he said, “Stay just like that. I want to look at that sweet cum filled hole as I get dressed.” So I didn’t move. He got dressed, I stayed where I was, and he left. I looked at my phone, ten minutes to seven, and I had several new messages on Scruff.

PART 12: DIRTY MINDS THINK ALIKE After my initial meeting with Joe, I barely slept that night. So many thoughts flooded my brain. Is he serious about all this? If he already knows I’m gay and poz, what else does he know about me? Is he really packing poz seed inside that big body? How hot would it be to see his pierced dick invade young Cody’s muscular jock ass that I’ve flooded with dirty cum twice already? Why am I even waiting to make this happen? Over the next couple of weeks, Joe and I talked more, and my mind was put at ease as I began to see all the upsides of seeing Joe abuse Cody and release a new strain of deadly HIV into his young body. He and I also agreed that some things would be our secret – no need for others to know all our personal details just yet. I booked the venue, booked the wrestlers, made all the arrangements, and we were set. Joe and I went over a variety of scenarios that would end with Cody getting fucked and seeded with his strain, and we finally settled on one that was particularly twisted. We had six matches that night, including the big finale – we decided Joe vs. Cody wasn’t much of a challenge, so we added a twist. I booked a cute kid name Ryan to be Cody’s partner, so the match became a 2-on-1, no-disqualification bout. Ryan’s been wrestling for about a year, and at 19, he’s got a cute look, compact athletic body, and a great attitude. Like Cody, he’s a country boy, a bit naïve (thankfully), and comes from a sports background. He seemed eager to work with us and do as he was told, which of course was a turn-on. Before the match, I had a conversation with Cody and Ryan. “Look, Joe’s been in a weird mood lately, so he might be kinda rough tonight,” I told them in the locker room (Joe had warned me that he hadn't cum in about a week, so he was overdue). “But I want to make it worthwhile for both of you. Just play along tonight and do your part, really sell the moves, and take whatever Joe gives you, and I’ll get you both to that tryout in New York with the WWE guys. I’ll even pay for your flight up there and back.” That was the clincher. Their jaws dropped, and both agreed – eagerly -- that they were in. I wondered in my mind if Cody suspected what was to come, based on his previous experience with my "promises." Poor Ryan surely had no clue, but he was adorable in his eagerness. “We do have a new policy, though,” I added. “You both have to sign a non-disclosure agreement and liability waiver. Our insurance requires this now.” Neither even asked a question as both signed their forms and handed back to me, not realizing that the signature also made it clear that they consented to a variety of sexual situations and simulations that would protect me in court. These kids will fall for anything. Oh, to be that young and trusting again. I also assured Cody and Ryan that their match against Joe would be the main event, but neither of the naïve jock boys knew our real plan. In fact, we scheduled the first five matches to be streamed live online and arranged for Cody and Ryan’s big matchup with Joe would be recorded purely for our own sadistic pleasure later. By the time that match match rolled around, the live stream had ended, and the building was empty aside from the ref (who I knew to also be gay) and two camera men (all of whom I’d paid extra up front and forced to sign a NDA. Yeah, they surely wondered why, but thankfully, they didn’t ask. I also knew them well enough that I was confident they wouldn’t care what happened as long as they got paid). Having sent our regular announcer home, I stepped in as the announcer for the final match, going through the motions as though wrestling fans around the globe were actually tuned in to watch this 2-on-1 sexual massacre. We had to keep up appearances, at least for a few minutes. Joe was first to come to the ring, clearly drooling from the prospect of the sexual frenzy ahead. Every muscle in his big body bulged as he moved, his black wrestling trunks hiding what I knew to be a pierced, monster cock waiting to unleash a torrent of toxic cum into a willing (or unwilling) hole. A minute later, I introduced his two hot opponents. The young jocks practically bounced to the ring with youthful male energy, high-fiving each other and playing to the cameras as two of wrestling’s future stars. As I’d instructed, both wore plain white spandex wrestling trunks and white boots that contrasted amazingly against their tanned, tight bodies. If I hadn’t known better, the two looked like they were headed straight for a BG East shoot. This truly had the makings of a hot good-versus-evil matchup. I rang the bell to get the match started with Joe facing off initially with Ryan as his partner Cody eagerly waited in the corner for his partner’s tag. Joe came out like a house on fire. It was clear that Joe wasn’t pulling punches, and his goal was to decimate this kid. I winced at times when Joe would fling his arm across Ryan's neck or pound his fist into the kid’s back or mid-section, each time sending the young jock flying backwards. Joe was clearly full of pent-up sexual energy, and until he found a way to release that energy through his cock, it was going to come from his fists. Poor Ryan maybe got a couple of weak blows in, but Joe countered with at least two punches for every one of Ryan’s. With Ryan finally weakened, helpless, and sprawled on his back struggling to catch his breath, Joe stepped out through the ropes to the floor and reached under the ring to pull out a cardboard box. Now the fun can begin.

@nastypig80 Loving your work guys - fucking horny as!

I was doing my undergrad work at Penn State majoring in Finance and Economics. Fall term of my junior year I was taking “Advanced Micro-economics theory and applications “ it was boring as it sounds. The guy teaching the class was new and hot as fuck. Both he and his wife worked for the university. One Friday night I hit one of the gay bars and in walks my professor. He came straight over to me and said “ let’s fuck “ . We were in his car in 20 seconds. Turned out he had a secret apartment in town far away from wifey and kiddies. He was very aggressive and dominated me completely right at the start-I was fucking turned on by submitting to this hunk of man. He had almost everything sex related object there was, slings, fuck bench’s, ass toys, St. Andrew’s Cross, etc. Luckily he knew what to do because I had no idea. Long story short, he fucked me , worked me and tortured me, pissed on and the n me, etc. from Friday night until Monday morning. I had just enough time to get to my 8:00 AM class. H plugged my hole but I still had cum and grease leaking out of my hole on to the floor with loud splats all through class. We played like this into spring term when his wife caught him in that apartment with (not me !) but a rugby player. Messy divorce followed. Not only did he bust my cherry but sent me on a path to kink and fetish play that I’ve never left. I’d like to meet up with him now and show him what I’ve learned - lol !

Your first name (or a name you'll respond to): Anthony Stevens Your cell number (for texts first, calls after first meeting): 5594039223 A location (be at least as specific as a zip code): Weho 90048 Times you're generally not available: Available Anytime. Age:29 Height:5’6” Weight:128lbs Ethnicity:Latino

I was 14 when my friend’s dad got me to suck his dick. I’d stop by after school when my friend was with his mom (parents were divorced) and suck him off regularly. One afternoon he bent me over the couch and sodomized me - he got all the way in that first time - bb too. I remember it hurt so fucking bad but deep down I wanted it, liked it. I was dizzy walking home, in a daze, and I was never the same after.

That’s so fucking hot! Nothing better than to submit to a dominant alpha stud who takes your choice away! Forced your 20 year old virgin slit to swallow his seed! It was probably just as dirty as the filthy toilet you were bent Over. What a good boy he made you into!

I felt just like you when I first started taking cock. I constantly craved it but surpressed my desires, and then when I did finally get fucked again felt incredibly guilty. I was fortunate to have ended up with a boyfriend who could see the inner slut in me as I was always horny and could take much more cock than he could give me. He told me I was just one of those guys born to serve tops and needed to be fucked four times a day at least. I was also fortunate that he liked watching other tops fuck me so he started organising tops to come over and fuck me two or three a weekend at first which soon became a dozen or so every weekend then he started organising gangbangs for me and taking me to backrooms. He taught me to concentrate totally on what I loved, getting raw cock and getting bred. The guilt soon went and the cravings for cock constantly increased and the guilt was replaced by pride and total acceptance of what I am. Now I try my best to get fucked 20 times a week, sometimes I miss my target others I surpass it - and from lunchtime at Friday at work I can hardly contain the excitement I feel at knowing I am going to indulge my addiction all weekend - being a total cumpig and cumdump

Part 9 　 I was not prepared at all for Hank saying that and had no idea what to say to it. I just kind of stood there staring at him, then sat down on the other side of the table from him. I had to admit I liked the compliment on my body, but he wanted to have sex with me? I had no idea about that. Hank grinned at me and said, "sorry about that, I sometimes just run off at the mouth without thinking." I told him it was ok, I just had not been prepared to hear that from a guy is all. He smiled again and asked, "Have you ever thought about another guy or been a little bit curious? No big deal, just curiosity is all." I confessed to him then that I had heard him and his friends the last couple of nights through the wall and it did sound like they were having fun. He then surprised me, again, asking, "Hey, would you like to just take a peak and see what it is all about. Those other two are probably going at it hot and heavy by now, if you want to sneak in with me and take a quick look at what goes on?" I thought about it for a little bit and had to admit I was curious about how they did it. I told him, "I suppose so. Guess it won't hurt any to take a quick look, just to see how it was done." Hank laughed, then, and said, "Come on and let's go take a look and see if they are or not then." We got up and I started to grab my clothes and Hank put his hands on them and told me, " Leave them here, so if they catch us looking, it won't embarass them as much." I agreed and we went towards his door to sneak in and see what we could see. We entered and kind of tiptoes across the kitchen towards the livingroom. They weren't there, so we headed for the stairway up. Quiet as we could be we reached the upper floors and again tiptoed down the hall. One of the two bedroom's door stood partially opened. Hank whispered to me, "that's the guest room, be really quiet now." We got to the door and Hank peered in first and then motioned me to get in front of him and look. I stuck my head to the opening and was looking directly at the bottom of the bed and was looking right between their legs. One guy was on his back with his legs up over the other ones shoulders and the other guy had his hand on his cock and was guiding it for the other one's asshole as I looked. I could not take my eyes off of that as I saw the head of his cock start to penetrate that hole, slowly but surely and then there was almost a pop as it went in. Then the cock started to sink in further and further, till it was completely in. The one who's cock was in then said, "Oh, man, that feels so good to be buried all the way in your hole." Then I watched as it started a slow withdrawal until only the head had to be still in and then back in all the way. The guy underneath said then, "Damn it, pound my hole, you are driving me crazy." The one on top then really started to plow that hole. Faster and faster and harder and harder and both guys groaning moaning their pleasure. As I was watching this, I felt Hank put both of his hands on my shoulders and push me down and little so he could see, also. This was kind of hot even. As they got more and more into it, I suddenly felt something between my legs. It came to me then that Hank's cock was starting to get hard and had come up between my legs and was pushing hard as hell against my taint. I tried to move away but there was nowhere to go unless I opened the door, which I sure did not want to do. Hank then whispered very softly, "Got no place for my cock to go at the moment as I want to see too. Just ignore me, please and watch them. I thought, well, nothing is going to happen here anyway so I just kept watching them in the bed. It was mesmerizing how much pounding the under guy was taking. After about 10 minutes of this, the one on top, then said, "here it comes, take my cum. Going to breed you with a huge amount." Then he kind of groaned loudly and sank his cock as far in as he could. I could actually see his cock, balls and even his asshole pulsing as he flooded the other guys ass with cum. It seemed to go on forever. Hank tapped me on the shoulder and pulled back then and I turned away from the door and almost ran right smack into him. He grinned and whispered, "you must have liked the show, you're hard as a rock there, just like me." I looked down and was surprised to see that I actually was and that Hank's cock was just as hard and dripping precum like a faucet almost. I then realized that up between my legs was soaked with it and some was running down my legs. We tiptoed back down the hall and the stairs then. As we got to the kitchen, Hank seemed to notice I was kind of walking with my legs apart. He laughed then and said, "hold still a second." He turned on the water and grabbed a rag and before I realized what he was doing had reached the rag between my legs and up under my balls and wiped me off. As he pulled the rag back he, again, laughed and grabbed my cock with the rag and wiped it off too, as I didn't even know my precum was dripping also.

I'm new to barebacking but definitely think if you let a guy in you bareback he should be able to cum inside you. I use to use condoms but it's just not fun and guys slip them off anyways

I was travelling with two friends of mine to the Pride celebration in NY on the subway. Emil and Chris were boyfriends, and I was feeling a little left out on the trip, but I was still having a blast. We had all had a fair amount to drink and were feeling good, dicking around, generally enjoying the festivities. I hadn't been to that many Prides before, and as a decently built twinkish type in my early 20s I was really enjoying the attention I was getting. While the rest of my friends found a place to sit down, I was left standing and trying to not get jostled too much in the crowd. I was surrounded by a group of older, beefy daddy types, which is generally my thing although I didn't like to admit to it at the time. They seemed like they were also a single group heading out to join the crowd. A few of them tried to make some small-talk with me, but I didn't really respond. I'm sure I seemed like a total prick, but the truth was I was just horribly awkward back then, and this was the kind of casual social encounter I dreaded. So Murphy's Law being what it is, it probably shouldn't have been a surprise that the train ground to a halt due to some sort of activity up ahead on the tracks: I couldn't make out what the conductor was saying clearly enough. I tried to focus on what my friends were talking about, but I had been jostled a little away from them and couldn't get back to them without being glaringly rude, so I just kind of stood there feeling self-conscious as hell and wishing it would be over soon. That's when one of the guys behind me moved up against me in a way that felt a little bit...personal. I tried to tell myself it was just the crowd, but I didn't really believe it. I thought he was probably just giving me shit for not saying much earlier, but then I felt a clear bulge press against the back of my shorts and suddenly all thinking went out the window. I was horrifyingly embarassed and had no idea what to do, so I just kind of stood there continuing to look dumbly. I don't know whether he took that as submission or permission, but he started to grind against me a little more aggressively, while his friends tried not to laugh. I was praying that my friends weren't noticing this, although I was pretty sure I wasn't that lucky. One of his friends stepped up to me and tweaked my nipples through my (too tight) shirt. This brought a new round of guffaws from the group of older guys, and some of the other passengers were starting to look over now. The guy in front of me stepped up and looked me directly in my face, the pulled my chin up so I would have to make eye contact with him. That's when he kissed me full on the lips. I just stood there for about 5 seconds, and then out of more or less shock I kissed him back slightly. I suppose I should have gotten a little more aggressive about telling the guys to back off, but in the moment I was too focused on wanting to crawl into a hole and disappear. Up til then it had felt like a joke going too far, but the tone definitely changed with the kiss. The guys in the immediate circle started to pay a lot of attention to us, and the guy behind me started aggressively pumping up against me in a very intense way. I hated the fact that I sort of enjoyed it; I was trying hard not to grind back. The guy in front of me began feeding his tongue into the kiss, getting serious about it. When he broke the kiss, he said in a firm tone of voice, "hold out your hands." Having no idea what he intended but feeling like I better go along, I held them out in front of me. They were shaking. He undid his belt in a fluid motion and then did something I was expecting: with a strong and expert grip, he grabbed my wrists and tied them above me so that my hands were suspended from one of the railings people hold on to. It happened so fast that I was left unsure what exactly had just happened, but also knowing that I had become very vulnerable. I struggled against the restraint, but he grabbed my arms to keep me from getting out and then buried his tongue in my mouth again. The guy behind me started to kiss my neck and I could feel his hands wandering up and down my sides. I felt grateful I didn't have my wallet on me. Still I was thinking, "how long could this last?" The guy in front started twisting my nipples hard and I grunted against him, but he grabbed my hair and told me to shut my mouth. Then he spit on my face to reinforce the point. Did I mention I love a dominant daddy? The front of my pants were betraying me. "Yes sir," and he went back to working my nipples and started to feel up my bulge. Then he unzipped my fly and started to pull my pants down. I started to object again, but he leaned in and whispered in my ear, "listen faggot, your friends are several feet away and the train is packed, so they still haven't noticed you. Shut your mouth and it might just stay that way." He didn't just pull my pants down part of the way: he actually got them all the way off, which wasn't easy. Why did I think it was a good idea to go commando for Pride? The guy behind me was going crazy, biting my neck and grinding against my now exposed ass. "Please stop," I whispered, but they weren't interested. Instead I heard the guy behind me unzip, and in a second I could feel his cock rubbing against my crack. He spoke for the first time, "You want Daddy's cock, don't you boy? You want this dick?" Fuck, he was serious. "Please don't fuck me." He ignored me and kept rubbing it against me. I heard a pop and felt his fingers against my hole; I realized he was applying lube. "No, please, I don't bareback!" I then realized how loud I had said that. Rather than respond, the guy behind my grabbed my hips and started to press his dick against my hole. I tried to struggle, but he was a lot stronger than I was and I was feeling defeated, not to mention turned on. Once he got an inch or two in, I knew I was done. He continued to push until he all of his 7 or so inches into me, at which point he let out a groan that the whole car must have been able to hear. I couldn't help it: I moaned just a little. "Yeah, that's it, you're going to be my little bitch today, aren't you?" He pulled out and then pushed in again, and it felt amazing. "Tell me how much you want my dick, boy." I continued to moan softly. Now people were definitely paying attention around us. I was well and truly screwed. "Yeah, I'm going to knock you up, boy. I'm going to dump that seed inside you. Then your friends will all see what a slut you are. Maybe some of them will start using you like the cum dump you are." He didn't last all that long: soon he was speeding up, and I felt a wave of lust and fear as he buried his cock deep in me and let out a long, slow growl. He pulled out, and the guy in front of me took his place immediately at my ass. One of the other older guys moved up in front of me and pulled out a knife which he used to cut off my shirt, so I was completely naked except for some beads. The guy fucking me now was huge, and he fucked like a jackhammer. I guess I should have been happy that I had the last guy's cum as lube to soften the pounding he was giving me, and I was doing my best not to be loud. He caught on to that, though, and started to taunt me. "Tell me how much of a slut you are," and when I didn't respond he would slap me hard across my face or my ass until I did. "Do you want my cum, whore?" "No sir, please don't." Slap. "Do you want my cum, slut?" "...yes sir." "Louder, cunt." "Yes Sir!" "Yes, what?" "Yes, I want your cum!" I was now fully fucking back against his dick and moaning like a true whore. What did it matter? I started begging him for his load inside me, for him to nut in me and fill me up. He with a few quick thrusts he called out, "Here it comes!" followed by one of the loudest orgasms I've ever heard. He must have shot in me at least 7 or 8 times. I bent back to kiss him and say, "Thank you daddy." He held my face in his big hand and asked, "You going to let my friends fuck you too, slut?" "Yes sir." "Good boy." From there it was a feeding frenzy. Fortunately, nearly everyone on the car was a gay guy headed in the same direction we were, but we were definitely getting a lot attention, some good, some bad. Emil looked kind of turned on. Chris looked pissed and disgusted, but I was beyond caring at the moment. I just wanted more of dick. When the next guy stepped up to fuck me I didn't hesitate to ask him to breed my faggot ass. He untied the belt at my hands and turned me around to face him before lifting me up in his arms. I instinctively wrapped my legs around his torso, and with a little help from one of the other guys he positioned his cock inside me and used my weight to drill down on him. I kissed him deeply while he fucked me, and he managed to get me in a position where he was fucking me against one of his buddies so there was better leverage. When he came I could feel his dick pulsing and pushing some of the other loads out. He scooped some of the cum up with a finger and fed it to me, and I ate it up. He let me down, and I bent down to suck his dick clean. He pushed my head down and told me to stay there, and soon he was letting a jet of piss down my throat. I was proud that I managed to swallow the whole thing. Two other guys took their turns at my ass, while a small crowd of guys around me were mostly cheering the whole scene on. This is when Chris decided to get involved. He stood up and slowly made his way from his seat through the crowd, most of whom were not to thrilled to give up their view. At this point I was flying from both the fuck and the attention. I liked being a whore for the crowd. "Jason, you dumbass, knock that shit off? What the hell do you think you're doing?" It seems that the guy who took off my pants and tied me with his belt had been waiting for this opportunity. He was standing next to where Chris managed to wedge himself and pushed him towards the crowd of guys waiting to fuck me. They immediately mobbed him, grabbing, restraining, but also kissing and groping. He was having none of it, but they managed to stick something in his mouth so he couldn't make too much noise. It didn't seem like they were going any farther with him, which surprised me. This is when that same guy who pushed Chris then made his way to Emil. "I see you staring. One of those dudes your boyfriend?" Emil pointed to Chris. "Your boyfriend's a prick. Stand up." Emil obeyed as if hypnotized. "Turn around." With no further discussion, the guy slipped Emil's pants down and fucked him until his load was dripping out of Emil's ass. It was very clear Emil was loving it, in spite of the fact that he and Chris were supposed to be monogamous and safe. The guy holding Chris moved him back over to Emil, bent him over and shoved his face in Emil's ass so that he could eat up the cum in his ass. When Chris refused, One of the guys slapped him until he complied. Chris was crying at this point but not really resisting any more. Emil turned around and sucked his load from Chris' mouth, who stared at him balefully. Now some of this I'm getting second-hand, because I was pretty busy getting slam-fucked by a guy with a massive biohazard tattoo on his neck. I wasn't super familiar with the lingo at the time, but I knew enough to get what he meant by his "dirty load." I figured it was a problem for another day. He came hard inside me and then pissed inside me, which I was loving. Emil was taking his second load of the day, while Chris called out that we were both whores and disappeared into the crowd. Another guy fucked Emil while I took my sixth load. The crowd was starting to disburse at this point, and even the guys who might have wanted a second turn sensed that it was probably better not to press their luck in case the police showed up at the station when they arrived. I found my pants, which were not adequate to conceal all of the cum escaping me, but then if that bothered other people that was their problem. Some of the guys invited me and Emil to hang with them this weekend. I said that would be great. Emil eventually wobbled over to me, looking guilty and shell-shocked. By contrast, I feel freer than I had ever felt. Emil asked me, "What just happened?" Staring into the glazed look in his eyes, I knew there was only one response. I turned him around and within a minute shot the biggest load of my life up Emil's ass. I kissed him as I came down, and told him I would be there for him. he folded into my arms and kissed me back. This was ten years ago now, and we've been there for each other ever since.