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14. Good Decisions, Bad Choices Conrad pressed his face into James's ass. His beard was tickling James's hole, and the boy tried to concentrate. He was bent over the dresser, and trying to focus on the torch and pipe while Conrad ate him out. He could feel every strand of hair in Conrad's beard; it was like a wire brush against his hole. "Take a big hit for me, boy," Conrad said, his voice muffled by James's butt. James inhaled deeply. In between Conrad feeding him clouds, he had also done more of the G. It was hard for him to remember where he was; he thought he was home, but the apartment was too big. Nor could he really remember how he had met Conrad. It didn't matter. Conrad's tongue pressed into his hole, and his world exploded in pain and pleasure. He wanted Conrad to stop. But at the same time, he pressed his ass back against Conrad, forcing the older man's tongue into his own defenseless hole. "Don't be shy," Conrad said. "Hit that pipe as much as you want." James hit the pipe again. It wasn't as intense as the day before. James wondered if he was habituating to the drugs, or if he was just spent for the weekend. Nevertheless, he did feel that familiar energy, and he had always been craving cock. "Please," he grunted. "Fuck me," James said. "Please?" "Don't worry," Conrad said, between pressing his tongue deep into his hole. "There's gonna be plenty of fucking." He was licking the insides of James's hole like an ice cream, savoring every flick of his tongue across the creamy surface. "Plenty of fucking." James took two more long hits on the pipe. As he exhaled the last one, he realized it wasn't that the drugs were affecting him less, it was more that they took longer to take effect. His head was spinning, and it was even hard for him to just stay upright. "Fuck boy," Conrad said. "You're wasted." "Yeah," Conrad slurred. He thought Conrad had asked him how high he was. But he might have asked permission to fuck him. It was already hard to remember what they had just said. "I've gotta get on your level," Conrad said, standing up. He was brushing his dickhead against James's hole. James shivered. It meant he was going to get fucked again. "Give me the pipe, and I'll fuck you while I smoke." "Please," James grunted, and handed the pipe to Conrad. He took it, but before he did anything, he lined up his cockhead with James's hole. "Please," James repeated, pressing his ass back, trying to get the stiff rod inside of him. "Fuck me." Conrad knew a hungry boy's ways, and waited until the familiar thick cloud had filled his chest. Only then did he press into the well-fucked hole. He went slowly, but even with barely an inch of his dick inside, the boy was already struggling. "Fuck," James grunted. "That's... That is..." he started, but couldn't finish. Conrad savored the hit, then exhaled it. "It's ok boy," he said. He took another long hit, feeling the drug take over his imagination. It no longer seemed like a problem that his cock was hurting James. In fact, it was going to fun to watch the boy struggle against the intense fucking. Plus, his struggles would only serve to massage and caress Conrad's cock. "It's gonna hurt a little bit." He took one more long hit, then put the pipe down. He grabbed a bottle of lube from the bed table, and squeezed a thick glob onto his cock. He paused, and then pushed in another few inches. The lube disappeared into James's hole, and elicited a gentle sigh from the boy. "Better?" Conrad asked. From long experience, he knew it was just enough to get him all the way in. It wasn't enough to keep the boy from suffering. The boy nodded. "Thank you," James said. "Of course, boy," Conrad said, and sank his cock deeper into the young man's rectum. It was warm, and he could feel the remaining cum and the lube start to mix. "I want this to feel so good." "I want you to feel good too," James said. "Really good. I'll do anything for you." "I'm glad to hear it," Conrad said. "I want to find all the ways you can make my cock hard." He swapped the lube for the pipe, and did one more hit. As he inhaled, he pressed his dick the rest of the way into James's hole. He stopped inhaling when his balls hit James's ass. He put away the pipe, and held the hit. Finally, he exhaled, the cloud enveloping both of them. He started to stroke his shaft in and out of James's hole. James could feel every ridge and vein on Conrad's cock, as it slid in and out of him. James's mind had gotten completely overwhelmed by the drugs. He knew that Conrad's cock was one of the most painful things he had felt; every movement sent new sparks of pain across his body. He also knew that nothing had ever felt like Conrad's cock. It was hard and stiff and raw and slamming in and out of James's sore hole. He couldn't get respite from the first without losing the second. But he'd endure the pain of the first for the pleasure of the second. Rather than trying to force something with Conrad, James took the easy way out. He grabbed the bottle of poppers, unscrewed the top, and took long hits from the brown bottle. "That's it," Conrad said. "I want you to feel the fuck as well." James held the hit before answering. "Please. Make me feel it," James grunted. He couldn't believe he had just asked Conrad to fuck him harder. The man's cock hurt, like it had sharp edges. He gasped. "Fuck," he managed to say. "I want you to do more poppers," Conrad said. His voice was deep and commanding; it was easy to follow his instructions. "Make you feel really horny. And then you can make me feel really horny too." "Yes," James said, and did another hit of poppers. He savored the warm chemical scent and the oblivion of pleasure it promised. But Conrad was ready. Just as James was getting used to the poppers high, he changed his cadence, and did his best to obliterate that potential pleasure from the poppers. Conrad's strokes were deeper; his cock thicker and longer, and the force was more than James had ever felt. For a brief moment in the popper haze, it felt good. But as soon as the drugs started to fade, the agony of the fuck was front and center in his mind. "I think I need a break," James said. "Just a few more minutes," Conrad said. "You feel so good," he continued. "You want me to enjoy your ass, don’t you?" He paused, and James nodded his head. "You want me to know how good you can make my dick feel?" "Yeah..." James said. Before he could say anything, Conrad interrupted. "My dick feels so good right now. Buried deep in your hole. So fucking hot. So hungry." He pressed his body against James's back, and ran his hands across James's flat, furry stomach. "Just a little longer. I love fucking you." "But, it hur..." James started to say, but Conrad suddenly pulled his cock all the way out of him. He gasped at the white-hot pain from his ass, but the complete terror of being empty was what brought the tears to his eyes. "Let's get on the bed," Conrad said. He had pulled James up, and was stroking the thick stubble on his face. "We've got a lot more to do, don't you think?" Conrad nodded his head, and James subconsciously followed his lead. "Please," was all he managed to say. He was still trying not to scream in pain from his sudden de-penetration. Conrad smiled, and spun James around. The two faced each other. Conrad kissed him. "This is going to be epic," he said. He lead the two of them to the bed, a king-size bed, with thick metal pillars and head board. James noticed a few thick hooks and rings welded to the frame; some of them had thick leather restraints already attached. James stared at the restraints for a second; Conrad saw him. He laughed, and before James could even breathe, the young man was on his back, his arms spread wide and secured in the black leather. "Fucking EPIC," Conrad said, as he grabbed the boy's legs and spread them wide.

I know the slam I took was a heavy one as the rush was off the charts, and the AIDs infected dick in my hole feels fantastic, but the P.A. is doing damage inside of me. The other one comes and is looking in my eyes as he is squeezing my nipples then says he is well tweaked out and ready for what's coming. After 20 minuter of fucking my self on this beautiful dick as the others watch with them pictures, he is cums in me as the swelling of his dick is shooting his toxic load into my boy hole. He pushes me off, then I turn around and see his cum covered dick and drop to my knees to clean that dick and lick up the cum that is not in my body. As I'm cleaning his dick off, someone is saying SATIN has a new member and will do us proud tonight, and in the future, like the rest of the night, as I was nothing more a cumdump for their cum and piss. I'm in a dorm room at school with a roommate Peter he is like my as to our bodies as he also was on the swim team. I see Peter is on his phone a lot and in the bathroom and as I listen, you can hear him jerking off, which at school you can get in trouble. I have to find what he is jerking off to, so I get a small camera to find out, and when I see he is jerking off to gay male porn, I hit the jackpot. I start to walk around the room naked, and I can see his eyes following me as I have the chastity cage on, Peter asks what is that for, so I tell him as I know you jerk off to gay male porn. I tell him he has to go with me as wearing a chastity cage is not the school rules, but jerking off to gay male porn will get you thrown out banned with your parents disowning you, then you will be on the streets. Peter goes with me to Dr. Jeff's office, and like me, he is given a thorough examination. I will take him to this week's party for his deflowering and his possible pozzing as Peter is a virgin so that he will bleed, but you never know if the toxic loads will enter his bloodstream. When we get there, I'm all over Peter kissing him, sucking the last of his negative load out of him as the Men who are here to bring Peter into the brotherhood are here now. They pull me off and give me two points as one is for me, and the other is for Peter. When Peter sees the needle, he is panicky, so I kiss him and say this will make it so much better for you as I tie off his arm see the flash of blood when the plunger pushes it magical Tina into Peter I see gasping for air as he is coughing so much I take his arm above his head and lick the blood where the needle gave Peter the slam. I can see in his eyes he is ready. They push me away as they are going after Peter as hungry wolfs at a fresh kill as Peter screams are music to my ears, so I slam my self and enjoy the show and get the chance to clean off the dick that comes from Peter former negative virgin hole. I give Peter a booty bump as that makes him more hungry. The only problem is I'm still in chastity but one down two to go before I let out. I get Peter back to the dorm and give him plenty of water and a good shower and inspect his hole to see how much damage was done, They did some damage, but after a few more times he will be what he dreams of but in reality, be the real thing a POZ cumdump faggot. next Big Bill

Day 1 So I got into the cab that was waiting to take me to JFK and was super excited when I saw that the cab driver was super hot and not one of those really old retired guys. I was in the back seat trying not to fantasize about him pulling over in a rest stop or a secluded area and fucking my brains out but that was a little harder to do (pun intended). I was rock hard and I needed to try and make it go down and thought if I could during the drive rub one out in my pants I would just change when I could so I wouldn't have to walk around in cum filled pants. I caught a few glances of the cab driver watching my in the mirror before he saw me and focused more on the road. I thought him watching me was hot so I decided to put on a little show for him when he looked again so I undid my pants and started to rub myself through my underwear. I lifted my shirt as well and started to play with my nice pink nipples and I swear I saw him lick his lips at the sight. The playing in the cab made it start to warm up so I took my shirt off exposing my body to him in fullness. I heard him moan and saw he had a hand in his pants as he watched me tease him. We drove like this for a while and when I saw we were coming up to a rest stop I asked him if he needed a break for a moment. He moaned a yes and pulled to the back of the rest stop. I got out of the cab just as I was and he did as well and within a quick moment we were kissing each other. He quickly shoved his tounge down my throat while pinching my nipples causing me to moan in his mouth and no sooner did we break the kiss he latched on my left nipple with his mouth like he was suckling from a teat. His hand went under the waistband of my underwear and wrapped around my precum soaked cock causing a whimper to come from me. After a few more minutes of foreplay he pushed me to my knees and undid his pants reveling a lushes bush and a thich 12 inch cock that made my mouth water. In preparation for this I practiced allot on large and long items to make sure I wouldn't be bothered with any cock size and was able to take his down to the root in one shot making him shake and moan. I slobbered all over his cock to get it nice and ready for what I truly wanted. I came up for air and was shocked to see that I had missed the biohazard tattoo that was on the tip of his dick. He saw me looking and told me that he has some condoms in the cab if I wanted me to use one. I told him that there was no way that I would want one and told him about my Poz pilgrimage trip and I wanted to end the summer with as many strains of the bug as I could find. This made my hunky cab driver smile and said well I am glad that I could start the beginning of what will be the best summer of your life as he spun me around and didn't waste any time shoving his cock into my aching ass. Thankfully I used enough saliva to help with some lube but with the fierceness of him plunging in like that I knew it was going to still be a bit painful and he would tear me a bit. Sure enough he pulled out and spun me around to show me the hit of red on his cock. This is to make sure you start to take my babies and to help you complete your goal. I kissed him and spun back around and let him continue his onslaught to my ass. He was pounding me for about fifteen minutes and he told me he was about to cum and he slammed into my hole one last time and unloaded with gusto a river of poz cum inside my ass. He shuddered and fell on top of my back and started to kiss my neck and nibble my ear. He whispered "here you go sexy the first of hopefully many Poz loads to infect you". He slid out of me with a plop and I asked him to go into the trunk and get my rubber butt plug from my bag and put it in. He did and we got dressed again and continued our drive to the air port. As I got out of the cab I hugged him and kissed him one last time and he gave me his card with his personal number on it asking for me to text him to see how the trip was going and that when I get back if I want him to pick me up again to call. I winked at him and told him I sure would and then I started to go check in for my flight.

I am an insatiable top that loves to breed till my balls are empty. Today I bred a guy for 3 hours and gave him 5 loads. We were short on time but I wanted to leave 1 more. We plan to see each other again and I am going for 6 next time. I love a guy who can take it and take it. I need a guy that has an ass that doesn't want to stop!

I remember when I heard about The Six. I had just been barebacked by a dominating top. We had Poz talk throughout. The last words I spoke was “ Give me your Poz babies” as he bred into me. “The problem with me” he said as he lay back down on the bed “ is I am firing blanks and it is clear you are ready for the real thing.” I laughed. “ You are the real thing. I love Poz guys even if you have meds. I have been fucked by many guys not on meds. I enjoy the feeling of Poz guys filling me up with dirty seed”. My top laughed “That is because you are a slut that craves Poz cum, but I have known you long enough to know you need more than just the Poz seed, you need the Gift.” He smiled “ I think you need The Six”. I laughed. It sounded absurd. “ it is no joke “ He said. That was 4 months ago. Now I was here in a large dark room in a bathhouse that had been booked for the night, under “ The Six” Well there were 6 of us in the room,but clearly we were not The Six. We were the bottom sluts. Some of us were freaking out. “ What the fuck am I doing here?” One guy was almost pleading to us. Another guy had a smile on his face , which probably matched my own. It was nirvana. Alright it was nirvana mixed with excitement and fear. But I was hot for this. Every fibre wanted this. The poppers that I breathed in heavily helped draw me into this new heaven. My dominant top , that was one of many on my way to Poz slutdom had explained it abit to me.” The Six “ are guys who are all Poz without meds. They are made up of either newly Poz guys or Poz guys that are dominant and need to infect continuously. They change , so one time it may be made up of the same guys for 2 pozzings but it might change along the way with a different guy appearing occasionally or several,” I was erect when he told me this “ How does it work ? “I could hardly contain my excitement. Basically it was a group of six guys who met every few months, sometimes only twice a year, sometimes 3 or 4 times a year. They were made up of guys not on meds who wanted to Gift willing guys. The guys who were going to be gifted needed to be invited by members and there could be no backing out if the invitation was accepted. The strike rate I was told was basically 100 %. Because of all of this you never entirely knew which one of the six made you pregnant. “ The moment they walk in, the name of the game is to make all the Negs Poz. You can get fucked by 1 or all 6. It is not up to you. It is up to them. There also needs to be 6 bottoms who need to be Poz. It is not enough to need it, you have to be almost fated to be Poz. It is why this sometimes takes months to occur, sometimes up to 6 months. You never truly know who infects you. God knows what happens if you try to back out” a wry smile came over him” let’s just say you don’t leave without the Gift” “How do you know so much about it. Are you part of it?” I asked. “ I am on Meds, of course not “ he smiled at me “ “But before that “ I said. He just smiled “ It usually happens at a bathhouse. The room is booked , the bottoms arrive and then The Six. “I gulped, I could hardly breath. This could be all bullshit. But part of me knew it wasn’t. “ I am going to put your name forward.” He said.” You will get an email. It will be an email will have a subject line “ The Six” It will have a Respond/ Delete button. If you delete, you can never again be one of the sluts going to be pozzed by The Six. If you respond you agree to it all, no backing out at all. You will receive an email with time and place. No backout.” He smiled again. “This is you “ Here I was 4 months later in a dark room in a bathhouse with 4 other slut bottoms and another near hysterical bottom. “ I am out of here” he said” Sorry this was all a mistake “ He didn’t move though. “ No one is forcing you to stay ,there is the door, you can open it “ said the guy with the smile on his face. There was footsteps outside the door then it opened. Six guys came in , one after the other, all different. It was hard to make out the features because of the dark. A guy had “ The look” veins and what I imagined with a largish belly and a long dick. I licked my lips. A couple of the guys looked like they were maybe bottoms in normal sex but here they all were in front of us full of Poz venom, infected with life force. It was a beautiful sight, only ruined by the nervous nelly wandering around. “ I have to go sorry. I made a big mistake “ said nervous nelly. There was no answer. One of the six stepped up to nervous nelly put his hands on the bottoms shoulders and pushed him down to the top’s dick. Nervous nelly was confused and just opened his mouth and let the dick come in. He started sucking hard on the dick. The top fed him poppers. I always thought at this point there would be a little speech about a group of Poz guys infecting a group of Neg guys. No one moved to make a speech, but smiling bottom seeing nervous nelly sucking furiously on the popper fed cock took it upon himself to go up to the top I had been eyeing and grab his cock. With expert handling, while my jealousy started to rise, he guided the Poz Look guy expertly with his hands and within 10 seconds he was being ridden by Poz look guy hard. “ I want your Poz babies” smiling guy yelled. Meanwhile already nervous nelly was getting bred by Poz top. His smile said everything. Nervous Nelly was as happy as a pig in shit. I felt hands against me and I was pushed forward. I didn’t have time to think before I felt a sharp pain inside me that eased as I put poppers up to me. A voice next to my ear said.” Don’t worry mate. I saw you eyeing crix guy, my Viral Load is higher than his. You are bound to be toxic. By the time you have been ridden a couple of times you will be in the Club. Infection guaranteed. “I allowed my self to sniff heaven with poppers and looked around. Everyone was fucking. There were 12 people in the room. Interspersed with the moans were words you heard. “ Charge me “ “ I want to be Poz” “fucking infect me !!” “ these are the last seconds you will be a neg boy” Breed me, breed me!!” I want to be pregnant with Poz” this last comment was made by nervous nelly as Poz Top pushed into him. “Fuck take that Poz infected load “ he gasped My maker whispered into my ear. “Fuck I am going to breed that scared little slut with my Poz load, after I have finished infecting you.I can feel my PA scraping against your insides. You should be bleeding now and the infection should take . Fuck I am about to poison you.” I was shocked that I maybe bleeding. It scared me ,but I didn’t miss a beat. “Infect me. Make me yours. Make me Poz “ that was too much for him and he suddenly lurched into me.” Have my dirty seed slut” he whispered. He lay there for a moment, then slowly backed away, leaving me raw , bloody and full of Poz sperm. “ “You all leave here infected” he said as walked away. Before I had time to react, someone else entered me . “ Fuck blood and sperm “ you sure are going to pregnant with Poz by the time this is finished. I am a bottom” he said “I have only topped twice and that is to Poz sluts like you. You are the Second guy. The first one was that scared guy over there, but now I have built up some more Poz sperm , it is going to be you. Fuck I feel the need charge you. “I whimpered” “Please make me toxic”. “Bitch the PA bitch before you created the cake, I am just putting the icing on top. Take those babies slut.” It felt like hours I was there. It felt at least 4. There were moments where I needed to sit but felt torn and sore. The Six would Poz then rest, the come back for more. Crix guy bred me, but I felt like a whimpering mess. As he pushed his Poz cum in my ass I felt a tear in my eye. When it was all over I was sore and bloodied and two weeks later I came down with the tell tale flu. I received an email after I knew my results. The subject line was “ The Six” It had an accept and a decline on it. The accept said “ Be part of The Six for the next conversion. The decline was I was going on Meds. I accepted and smiled. I could now give what I received.

Daddy’s Cuntboy – A Continuation Part 21 Hours later... the four of us fell asleep on the bed exhausted. It had been a session! My new body had been revealed and boy was on his way to being inducted into the pack. I was the first to come out of it... I have to admit the craving for meth woke me. I sat up shaking and saw Daddy tightly embracing boy and puppy, their mouths suckling on his tits. I growled and went directly to his cock... needing to feed on the concentrated chem piss his bladder would be releasing. “Fucking cunt!” Daddy laughed as he awoke to my mouth cunt working his cock and released the dark golden stream down my throat. Seeing me feed on the concentrated chem piss, boy quickly released Daddy’s tit and moved to join me on the cock... “Please!” he begged. Holding Daddy’s cock, I pulled it out of my mouth cunt and quickly placed it into boy’s. “Take Daddy’s morning piss,” I growled as boy greedily took to the acrid piss like a pro and drank the last remnants of chem piss. I smiled... Daddy handed me the freshly packed pipe and lit the torch. Taking hold of boy, Daddy unbuckled the rubber harness and handed it to puppy. “Ok... time we wind down.” Daddy said, getting off the bed. “Boy, don’t you need head home?” Reluctantly, boy nodded and moved his feet off the bed... the shifting weight of his body causing his weighted ball sac to shift in his rubbered pouch. “Fuck!” he groaned, standing nervously as he realized he had left his clothes in the entryway. “What are you waiting for?” Daddy joked as he moved to the shelf, grabbed a duffle bag and held it out to boy. “The clothes you came in are gone. This is for you.” Without a second thought, boy answered and took the bag. “Thank you, Daddy.” Smiling, boy began to examine the contents and pulled out a pair of bleached button-fly 501s. “Go on...” Daddy said, sitting down for the show. Putting the bag down, boy slipped his feet into the jeans and pulled the jeans up to his rubbered jock pouch. Grabbing hold of the pouch, he grunted as he forced his balls against his crotch and pushed his rigid cock to the side and shoved them in... “Nice,” Daddy smiled. Securing his jewels in the jeans, boy’s trapped cock strained for release, presenting a fucking beautiful bulge. “Help your beta,” Daddy then directed me. Eagerly, I jumped off the bed and went for the bag of gear. “MMMM,” I moaned as I removed a pair of yellow football socks, crawled to boy’s feet and kissed them. “Lift,” I said to boy and proceeded to slip them on his feet. “Boots!” Daddy then yelled to puppy. Quickly, puppy gathered a pair of black 10-hole steel toed rangers with no laces and placed them at my side. “Shit yeah!” boy growled, bending down and picking one up. Holding it close, he began to take in the scent of piss and cum soaked leather. Satisfied, he handed the boot to me and I held it as his yellow socked foot slipped in... a perfect fit. Repeating the ritual with the other boot, “Fucking piss skin,” I mumbled as I rolled the jeans up to meet the top of the boots and exposed the top of the yellow socks. I went to the bag and took out a pair of yellow laces I had seen earlier and showed boy how to properly lace on the right boot. On finishing, I held the other up to him and got on all fours... becoming a foot stool for my beta. Feeling his weight firmly on my back, I groaned as he struggled to repeat the lesson. "Straight up the inside... straight across the outside... don’t forget to skip a pair,” I reminded him when he stumbled on a step and would grow impatient. Finally, he removed his laced boot from my back and stood. “Good boy!” Daddy chuckled as he motioned to the bag... I grinned. “One more thing...” Slowly, boy moved... Taking in the feeling of his jeans tightly encasing his body, his crotch aching from the pressure of his rubber encased genitals against the denim. “Fuck me!” boy growled as he pulled out a black rubber polo and held it up, taking in the yellow trim on the collar and sleeves. ‘Will it fit?” he wondered. Immediately, boy slid his sweat slicked arms into the sleeves and pulled the rubber down...his head through the neck, the polo stretched as it went over his shoulders. Stretching and straightening the rubber, boy rolled the rubber down his pecs and over his tight abs. “The final piece,” I smiled, holding a pair of yellow braces and proceed to finish kitting him up. I guided boy to the mirror where he stood, speechless... admiring his geared up body, his hands grazing his pecs as explored his rubbered torso... his erect tits prominently showing. Seeing us, puppy came up behind. Turning us towards him, he reached out, took hold of our collars and pulled our faces to him... “Fucking piss pigs...” and began to explore our open mouth cunts with his tongue. His cock nestled prominently on his balls in front of him, Daddy rose and removed boy’s collar. “Alright pigs... time for boy’s exit.” He walked to the door of the dungeon and opened it. “Just so you know boy, you will remove that gear before entering here. You’ll be collared, harnessed and wearing that jockstrap when you enter this place unless I decide otherwise. Understood?” Acknowledging, boy nodded and left the dungeon as Daddy said, “I’ll let you know when I want you here.” It didn’t take long for Daddy’s order for boy to return. Ever since that day, boy’s cock seemed to be constantly hard... remembering what had happened to him and his new found hunger for piss. The next week, boy received a text: Get ready... I’ll be there in an hour to pick you up. Moaning, boy responded enthusiastically... he had been wanting to return since he left... and rushed to clean his cunt and shave down the little stubble he had on his body. Standing at the bathroom mirror, boy smiled at his smooth body and placed the ball weight back on his sac. “Fuck!” he gasped, still amazed at the sight of his elongated sac hanging mid-thigh. “Gotta hurry up.” he thought and began to gear up for the session. As he finished lacing his boots, boy received Daddy’s text and took one last look in the hall mirror, smiling at the sight of the skin piss pig in front of him. He hurried down and out of the building. “Fuck me,” he said, seeing Daddy sitting in his truck, his torso bare but for the leather harness framing his pecs. A smile appeared on Daddy’s face and he took off his sunglasses, “Nice boy... present.” Opening the door, boy stood back and fell to his knees... arms behind his arched back and head down. Grabbing boy’s collar from the seat, Daddy ordered him in and secured the collar around boy’s neck. “I want everyone to see what you are... a fucking skin piss pig.” Daddy took hold of boy’s hand and placed it on the hard mound between his legs and drove home. Along the way, boy noticed the looks and stares but didn’t care... he was where he belonged. Finally, they arrived at the front of the house. With the engine still running, Daddy told boy to get out and wait at the front door. “Make sure that anyone walking by sees you.” Daddy laughed and took the truck into the back. Waiting for a while, boy began to get nervous... “What if he changed his mind?” A bit later, the door opened and there stood Daddy... “Yesss,” boy moaned as he took the sight of the leather god. Daddy stood in his boots... his cock encased in a black leather jock; his heavy pecs framed in the wide leather harness. Motioning boy in, he ordered boy to strip down to his rubber jock. Obediently, boy unlaced his boots and removed his yellow socks and placed them neatly beside the bench in the entryway... the socks sticking out of the top of them. Next, boy struggled to remove the tight bleached jeans... a moan came out as his rubber bulge was released from the confines of the crotch. Lastly, boy pulled at the waist of the rubber polo and removed it with a snap. Bending down to place the jeans and polo next to his boots, boy felt Daddy’s rough hands begin to explore his cunt and check for any hair. “Good boy,” Daddy said and placed the rubber harness on boy and secured it tightly.“ Handing boy a packed pipe and torch, he walked into the living room as boy lit the pipe began to greedily inhale the thick white clouds. “When you think you’ve had enough, take another hit then head into the dungeon and climb on the sling.” Taking the extra hit, boy placed the pipe and torch on the side table and made his way to the dungeon. Reaching the door, boy held his breath and entered the dungeon lit in a red glow... He began to get excited... his body now reacting to the meth and the memories. He made his way to the sling. Before climbing in, his hands caressed the well-worn leather. He bent to examine it closer... the scent of the sweat, piss and cum permanently imbedded in the leather overtook him and be took a long lick... hoping to taste a part of himself in it. Then, he remembered his orders... he climbed on the sling and waited for what was to happen. Daddy walked into the living room and poured himself a drink. “Give him about fifteen minutes cunt and then head in.” I moaned... seeing him fix some rigs. Finishing the first one, he turned to me. “Fucking chemwhore..” I dropped to me knees and crawled to my Daddy. “Please Daddy, slam your cunt.” As I crawled, puppy began to follow me... encouraging me to let go. “Fucking chemwhore... You’ll do anything for that slam rush... won’t you, cunt?” he growled, seeing me fixate on the large dose. “Fuck yeah, puppy!” I growled, you had a hand in it... you fucking got me to where I am.” I continued on until I reached the feet of our Daddy and held out my arm. “Yep, fucking chempig.” Daddy said, prepping my arm and shoving the chems into my arm. Immediately, I felt the rush go through me... my body coming alive again from the meth invading every part of my body. “Shit yes!” I growled, knowing what I had to do to keep the chems flowing into me. Relishing the feeling, I began crawling to the dungeon. “Fucking, cunt.” I heard puppy growl as I left the living room and made my way to the dungeon. Down the hallway I crawled, my bloated ball sac pushing against my muscular inner thighs. I had now been totally accustomed to my new body and loved the feeling of the straining yellow mesh of my jock rubbing against my shaved skin as I crawled. I knew what the next steps for boy would be. I began to imagine puppy entering the dungeon that first time as he joined in Daddy’s project... the total transformation of me into cunt. When I reached the door, I stood... knowing this would be the last time I would be entering upright. As I took hold of the door knob, I held my breath and entered the red tinged room. There he was... my beta. Walking up to him, our eyes locked on each other... “Fucking piss craving skin...” I immediately began to secure him to the sling. Grabbing his right wrist, I held it out and began to lick his shaved pit taking in the dripping beads of sweat. “MMMM” boy groaned... my tongue working its way to his bicep as I buckled the leather cuff and repeated the pit worship. I moved between his legs... I moaned seeing the full black rubber pouch with the double yellow stripes straining against his erect cock. I slowly pulled the jock down and moaned as his hard-dripping cock escaped it rubbered confines... his weighted ball sac quickly dropped... causing him to let out a hard grunt. I held it to my face and began to lick the musky sweat from the rubber. All I wanted to do was worship the cock that produced this but I continued with my job and secured his ankles. Then I began to explore his body... wanting to know every inch of the manboy I was now serving. His body shivered at my touch as my fingertips traced the contours of his muscled torso towards his pecs. “Fuck yeah,” I growled, taking hold of his tits. Feeling the thickening flesh, I smiled... I grabbed the tit clamps hanging from the sling chain and held the clamp up for him to see. “Fucking pig tits, for my beta.” Quickly, I placed the clamp against his left tit and released it. “AWWW FUUUCK!” he growled, his body bucking in the sling from the pressure of the clamp’s teeth biting into his sensitive tit. Before he could grow accustomed to the pain, I quickly released the other clamp onto the bare right tit and stood back. “FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!” he started... trying to deal with the immense pain on his tits. Standing there, I began to stroke his muscled abdomen... “Fucking pig tits...“ I repeated, encouraging him to accept what was happening. After a bit boy calmed down somewhat as the meth flowing through his veins over road his pain receptors, turning it into pleasure. Moving between boy’s legs, I stood back and took hold of the ball weight. “Yeah, fucking balls to your knees...” I smiled, continuing to hold it, feeling the warm weight of the metal as I examined the taught skin of the sac. “You’re ready.” I moved to the table and grabbed the rig Daddy had prepared earlier. Holding it up to see the full contents, I moaned... wanting to slam it all for myself... the craving was there, but I knew I what I had to do and moved to his arm. “Fucking gonna have you flying, boy.” I smiled and wrapped the tourniquet around his bicep and began licking the inside of his bicep. “Fuck yeah!... Slam me, cunt!” boy begged as he moaned from the increasing pull on his swinging ball sac. Releasing the register into boy, I growled... “You’re Daddy’s now!” and licked the blood from the injection site. “AWW FUCK!” boy cried out as the large dose flowed throughout my beta pig’s body. I stood there watching as boy’s hips began to undulate from the chem’s reaction in the sling. I was in awe... “Fuck yes! Yes! YES!” boy began to babble, his body losing control. “Gotta piss! Piss! PISS!” he exclaimed as his cock exploded in a torrent that shot over his body, drenching it in a sheen of chem piss. “FUCK ME!” I exclaimed, never expecting my beta’s reaction to the slam. The stream continued... drenching boy and sending rivulets of piss down on the floor to pool. “Yes!” I moaned as I dropped to the floor and began slurping up the chem piss released by my beta. I continued feeding on boy’s piss as the fluids released slowed from boy’s cock and pooled on his abs. “Fucking piss pig,” I said, seeing the smile on boy and I knew he was ready. I left boy relishing in his piss and crawled out of the dungeon to let Daddy and puppy know it was on... Daddy chuckled softly to himself as we all looked at boy. This one was a natural, he thought. Daddy’s cock rose as he watched boy’s piss covered pecs continue to heave. “Fucking beautiful.” puppy commented, a wave of desire overcoming him. “Go on puppy, examine your beta.” Daddy encouraged as he grabbed me by my collar and shoved his cock into my mouth cunt. “Yeah, cunt... Take care of Daddy’s cock.” he growled. My mouth cunt began work Daddy’s cock... sucking and worshipping it like I had been trained. Daddy thrust deeply in and pulled back, relishing in the warmth of my mouth cunt. I needed his cock and all it represented. I continued... pushing him closer to the edge with every movement as I remained... my back arched on all fours... my bloated cunt lips throbbing above my permanently engorged ball sac. Reaching down, he grabbed my hard, swollen tits and shoved his cock deep down my throat, yelling a string of obscenities as he filled my gullet with his chem laden spunk. Pulling out, my lips surrounded the shaft to savor the salty-bitter musk of my cunt. Asserting his position, puppy had risen with a snarl and moved to boy. “Fuck yeah,” he growled, peering into boy’s dilated green eyes. “Fucking tweaked out piss skin...” he said, running his hands over the piss slick shaven scalp and down to boy’s strong shoulders. “Mmmmm,” boy moaned as hands moved to his smooth pits and down to his piss slicked pecs. Grabbing the tit chain, puppy pulled and twisted... Shuddering, boy gasped as the clamps pulled on the now reddened tits sending an electrifying rush through his cunt. “Yes,” I murmured to my alpha, seeing the pulse of boy’s cunt lips reacting. He continued his exploring of boy, running his hands down the side of boy’s muscular torso. Fingers traced the six pack abs and moved down to the slightly extended navel and flicked it. “Fuck!” boy inhaled sharply as boy moved between boy’s legs and took hold of boy’s cock with one hand and held the weighted sac in the other. “MMMM,” puppy licked his lips, as the stream of drool from boy’s thick shaft hit his hand. “Please, puppy!” boy began to plead, acknowledging the power that his alpha held over him. “Soon,” puppy grinned, as a bead of precum escaped the red mesh pouch holding puppy’s cock and balls which fell to the piss covered floor. Enjoying the feel of boy’s weighted sac in his hand, puppy gripped the leaking cock tighter and began milking it. “Nice,” he said, positioning his tongue over the cock. He began to pull and twist on the weighted sac, pulling it down even further causing boy to groan... boy’s cock throbbed in response to the pain. “On with it, puppy!” ordered Daddy and he rose, taking a final lick of the cock and released the weight. Walking to the gear shelf, puppy grabbed the vac pump... “Motherfuuuckerrrr...” I exclaimed as puppy grabbed a long clear vacuum tube and ordered me to his side. Instinctively, I remained on all fours and crawled to him, opening my mouth as he held out two smaller suction tubes attached by a connector tube. “Good cunt,” puppy smiled and placed the tube in my mouth. “Come,” he ordered and I obediently followed behind him. With his face directly over boy’s, puppy sucked in a deep breath and let out a large ball of spit that fell into boy’s open mouth. “Swallow.” our alpha warned him. Obediently, boy swallowed the viscous spit, further accepting his position in the pack. With a wicked smile, puppy removed the clamps from his tits, causing boy to cry out in pain as the blood rushed back into the flesh. Grabbing a bit of lube, he slathered it around boy’s now reddened tits, causing boy to let out a sharp moan and placed them on the tortured tits... “Pump, cunt.” he ordered. Letting out a deep sigh, boy’s tits expanded out from his pecs as the pumping began. “Keep pumping.” I continued the pumping action as puppy held the long cylinder up for boy to see. Seeing boy’s tits finally expanding, he smirked. “Daddy decides.” As his lube slicked finger ran the edge of the cylinder, he ordered me to release. Seeing what was to happen, I let out a deep growl as puppy took hold of boy’s cock and lowered the clear tube until it rested on his sac. I disconnected the connecting tube from tit cylinders. “Fuck yes,” I moaned, seeing the beginning of a tit pig like myself and smiled. “Yup,” puppy said as he turned on the electric pump connected to the cock cylinder. “AH FUCK!” boy growled, feeling the blood rushing into his swollen cock as it darkened and expanded. He lay there, looking up at our alpha as his tits and cock swelled in their confines. The red mesh pouch strained at puppy’s engorged cock as he stared into boy’s green eyes. “Tell me what you need, boy” he asked, slowly pulling down the red jock. “I want...” boy began. Interrupting, puppy continued. “Not what you fucking want, but what you need.” His eyes fastened on puppy’s dark eyes. He hesitated... “Your cock... I need your cock.” Nodding, puppy began to lower his jockstrap... the thick root of his cock now showing above the waistband. Catching his breath, boy let out a deep growl as the shaft was slowly revealed while his tits and cock extended even more. “Please!” he begged as the waistband continued its path down the shaft until only the large cockhead remained under the red elastic material. “Why, boy?” puppy taunted him. “Why do you need this?” His mouth watering, boy realized the intent of his question. “Because, I am beta.” he said, lowering his eyes. Satisfied boy had accepted his status, puppy smiled, “Good boy.” My beta lay there reveling in the sensations coming from his tits and cock, his body enveloped in sexual arousal from the vacuuming... or was it from the submission? With a sudden snap, puppy’s cock was released and stood rigid. “Fucking beta...” he snarled and moved in, slapping the rigid shaft against boy’s enveloped cock. Startled, boy groaned from the sudden sensation against his engorged cock. The slapping continued, increasing the level of arousal as the pump worked his cock. His breath grew rapid... as the combination of the slapping and pumping went on. Then with a deep moan, boy’s pleasure revealed itself... “FUUUUUUUUCK!” he screamed as a massive shudder went up and down his spine. His hips thrusting, the stretched balls released a torrent of white spunk through his cock into the tube. As his arched back relaxed, boy sank back into the sling. “Very good, boy.” puppy smiled as he released the tube from boy’s now blood engorged cock. “Fucking fat cock!” puppy complemented. Looking down, boy gasped at the sight of his cock now even thicker and longer. Then with a look of horror, he glanced at me, his eyes moving down from my thick tits to my swollen sac barely contained in the yellow mesh pouch. Seeing his reaction, Daddy laughed. “Don’t fucking worry boy...” as boy flinched when puppy took hold of the engorged cock and gathered the dripping cum back into the tube. Holding the tube, puppy motioned me over. On reaching my alpha, I opened his mouth in the expectation of being fed. Eyebrow raised, “Fucker,” puppy shook his head and looked to my stretched out yellow pouch. Acknowledging, I took hold of the cum-filled tube and filled it with a load of my chem piss. “That’s right,” puppy growled, taking the load of piss and cum. “Drink,” puppy ordered and began to pour it contents down boy’s throat. Greedily, boy happily took every fucking drop down. “YUP,” puppy enthusiastically said, confirming boy’s craving for piss had been firmly imprinted and walked back to the shelf and grabbed an Elastrator. "Shit yes!” I yelled as puppy removed the clear tubes on his now expanded tits. Moaning, boy felt the tines from the tool release the rubber band and slide over his tit. “AWWWW FUCK!” He yelled as puppy repeated the action on his other tit. Admiring the now distended tits, puppy brushed them with his fingers... causing boy to shiver from the pressure of the bands and his alpha’s fingers now surrounding his blood flushed areolas. “Fucking piss skin,” puppy grunted. “You’re loving this aren’t you?” Groaning, boy agreed, reveling in the degradation. “Fuck yes! Fucking love this shit!” Unfastening boy’s wrists, puppy moved to release his ankles. “Go on,” puppy motioned to the mirror and moved aside. His body still under stress from all the action, boy raised his head and tried to get out of the sling. Unable to balance, he dropped his head back on the sling with a look of defeat. “It’s ok. Help him, cunt.” puppy said reassuringly. Rising, I moved between my beta’s legs. Smiling at the sight of his body, I moaned. Motioning him to reach for my hands, I took hold of them and held them tight. “Come on,” I encouraged as I pulled him up and out of the sling. With a tight grip, I steadied him and we walked towards the mirror... his gaze on me the whole time. Giving him a nod, “Look, beta...” I said. He turned, and focused on the sight in front of him. With his head cocked to the side, his hands held the rubber harness framing his pecs. He glanced at the distended tits now tightly gripped by the rubber rings and moved to feel them. “Fuck yeah,” I groaned... wanting to take them in my mouth. His eyes moved down to the thick cock flush from the blood now filling it to the point he almost didn’t recognize it. A look of introspection came over boy’s face... What was it Daddy said? Don’t worry? He did worry, not knowing what was to happen... Then, he smiled... Daddy now owned him. Daddy would be making all the decisions. His gaze then moved to the heavy ring surrounding his ball sac... “Fuck!” he moaned, the weight of ring finally sinking in. He continued looking at it... the taught skin stretched down almost to mid-thigh. His hips moved slightly and his pendulous balls swung, hitting his inner thighs... causing him to almost buckle from the sensation. I gripped him tightly and held him up. “Fucking beautiful!” I said, moving in and kissing him passionately. “UHHH...” he moaned taking me in his arms and devouring me with his mouth. His hands moved to my hard tits... examining them... feeling the thick tissue that had formed. I nodded, taking his hands and placing them on his banded tits. “AWWW FUCK YES!” he groaned... Taking hold of my right tit as he held his own, his fingernails began to bite into them. “Shit yes!” I hissed, nodding... “Pig tits.” Releasing our tits, boy’s hands moved to my jock pouch and reached in. His hands explored the swollen mound... his fingertips feeling the smooth taught skin. Holding the sac with one hand, his other hand moved to my limp cock and held it... trying to feel any increase in blood flow. With a smirk, he let go of my cock and turned me around and bent me over. “Fucking cunt freak.” he said softly... an apology for the harshness of his words before. His hands moved over my bloated cunt lips and took a handful of my leaking cunt juices. “Yeah?” I smiled, moving my hips slightly to accept... Falling to his knees, “Yeah...” he nodded and covered my cunt lips in the slime with his fingertips... he began to lightly chew on them. “Shit yeah,” I sighed, and begged for his engorged cock. “Please...” Blowing a bit of air into my cunt as he laughed, boy took hold of his cock and shoved it in. “SHIT!” I moaned, feeling the tube of flesh open my cunt and enter. I clenched hard, trying to feel every inch move past my cunt lips. “OH FUCK!” boy growled, “Even better...” The fucking grew hard and quick, my cunt massaging the bloated shaft. “Fucking cunt freak,” he grunted with a laugh. I pushed back, “Uh...Uh...” the ball weight moving up and striking my ball sac with every thrust. “Fucking love it...” I moaned in delight at being used. He continued, "You need cock don’t you?” Pushing back, I agreed, “Fuck yeah! I do.” Laughing, boy thrust his cock down to the root and shot his cum, “Fuck yeah! So do I!” He fell onto my back and wrapped his arm around me. We stayed like that for a bit... a true connection between us now established. Feeling puppy’s hand take hold of his cunt, boy groaned. “Good boy.” he said, and pulled boy off me by his collar. “Fuck,” I grunted, feeling my empty cunt as boy lifted my head and looked into my eyes. “Good cunt,” he smiled, slapping my ass cheeks. “Now go to Daddy.” I smiled, and looked to my Daddy. He sat at his chair, taking it all in, and spread his legs. Crawling to him, I kept my eyes on his fat ringed cock nestled above his full ball sac. My mouth watered but I managed to ignore them and went down to his leather boots. I began lick... Laughing, he raised his right foot. “I want to feel your tongue, cunt.” My tongue went directly to the sole... tasting the cum, sweat and piss that permeated the room. Satisfied, he lowered it and presented the other. He clicked his teeth, “Fucking cuntpig.” and I repeated my act of submission as my tongue lapped at the left sole of my Daddy’s boot. His hands moved to his cock and held it... “Drink, cunt.” and my mouth cunt moved over the ringed helmet of his cock and took it down my throat. “That’s my cunt,” he smiled as his slam piss filled my belly. His piss now dripping out his cock, Daddy pulled out and I sat back on my haunches licking my lips... taking in the last drops. His eyes sparkled as he sat back with a grin and reached for a rig. “Fucking whore...” I moaned at the sight of the contents of the syringe. “Please,” I begged as I took his cock back in my mouth. “Stay there,” Daddy ordered, prepping me for the slam. “Ready” he asked and I nodded. A deep groan filled my mouth, the vibrations enveloping the thick cock as the slam rushed through my body. Suddenly... I felt the hard thrust of puppy’s cock invade my cunt. “Fucking meth whore!” puppy howled as he pummeled my cunt with his cock. Surrendering to the passion, I took hold of Daddy’s thighs as my cunt lips clenched around the shaft... and I begged him to feed my meth-fueled hungry cunt. With one hand pulling me onto his cock by my harness, his other hand reached forward and twisted my tit, sending a spasm of wonderful pain through my pec. I felt complete as my alpha and Daddy used my body. The sexual pleasure of both my cunts overwhelmed me. His cock thrusting deeper into my cunt, puppy’s body seemed to merge into mine. Faster and faster, he plunged his cock into me... With each thrust, I clenched and pushed the uncut shaft deeper as our fucking synched. The sound of his sweaty thighs, slapped against my ass cheeks causing boy to push himself under me.... My heavy pouch now resting on boy's lips, he began to chew and suck the wet mesh fabric encasing my engorged ball sac. My alpha’s cock continued fucking me... Grunting, puppy’s breath grew ragged as the pounding continued until he could no longer control it.... “TAAAAKE ITTTT!” he yelled as he tensed and buried his cock in my cunt and exploded deep inside. Collapsing on me, puppy sighed as our slick bodies absorbed each other’s sweat. I felt him withdraw and moaned. Indicating that I wanting him inside me with a clench of my cunt lips, he kissed my neck. “Fucking cock hungry cunt,” he laughed as my both my cunts remained full of cock. Feeling puppy’s cock soften, I knew what was to follow. I began moaning on Daddy’s cock as my cunt began to fill with chem piss. “Yeah, fucker...” he growled, my belly extending from the huge load of piss filling my cunt. Feeling my belly against his shoulder, boy let out a loud growl and moved to place his lips against puppy’s shaft... his tongue working its way past my cunt lips and began to dig into the walls of my cunt. “Fucking hungry piss boy!” puppy roared as he pulled his cock out... boy’s mouth firmly placed against my cunt. Feeling the pressure of my piss filled cunt, I let out a moan as the chem laden fluids rushed out and filled boy’s mouth.

I love being an anon cum dump. Nothing compares to the rush you get when you are on all fours and you hear the click of the hotel door open. You are so exsposed and vulnerable, the only thing left to do it hit the poppers and hold of for the ride you are about to get. as as too I love having a hole that is willing to submit to me and my cock. They are there only to serve and get filled.

7. That was the first night I spent with Sir. He fucked me four more times and eventually we fell asleep with his soft cock nestled between my cheeks. The next morning I woke, with his big arms wrapped around me tight and his morning wood sliding slowly in and out of my open cunt. I pushed back on his cock and moaned. “You’re awake. Good.” With that he began to fuck me in earnest. Quick, hard, deep thrusts, opening my guts up again. I was putty in his hands. I would have done anything for him. This was not meant to be a long fuck. Sir built up to a quick jackhammer and pumped yet another load into me in probably ten minutes. Then he pulled out and kissed my neck. “I have to get ready for work. You just lay there for a bit. I’m going to send you out to your first appointment soon.” I lay on Sir’s bed, a drop of cum leaking from my hole, and for the first time in days stroked my leaking cock. I just lay there, breathing in the lingering smell of musk and sex, slowly jerking myself off. I had no intention of cuming, I just couldn’t help but bask in the afterglow of the hedonistic pleasure I was feeling. When Sir came back in the room he smiled at me. “How do you feel pig,” he asked as he tugged on a pair of briefs. “Honestly Sir, horny as fuck.” He laughed. “Good.” I watched him get dressed. He was just as perfect in a suit as he was naked. I think that’s the first moment I knew I loved him. “So, here’s how today is going to go. First stop will be a friend of mine close by, and no you don’t know him yet. You’re going to go, service my friend, and then you can do whatever you want with your day. Now here’s the fun and exciting part. At any point today I may text you an address, and without question you are to go to that address and service whoever is there. You will drop whatever you are doing. The one excepting…” he grinned, “is if you’re busy taking a load. In which case you will send me a picture or video of you being used. All of my friends will video you as well,” he added as an afterthought. “Yes, Sir!” A big drop of precum oozed from my cock. “Good, now get dressed. You’ve got work to do.” I dressed without showering, Sir said that I’d have time for that after my “appointment.” Then he texted me the address and he kissed me at the door before I left to go service his friend. The address Sir sent me was about half way back to my apartment, and not too far from Rex’s place either. I wondered if he was home, and messaged him on Scruff before ringing the bell at this strangers apartment. The building was high-end and spacious, one of those complete remodels of an old prewar building. I took the elevator up to the top floor, and took a deep breath. As much as I had felt like a slut yesterday having men come to my apartment to use me this was different. I was being sent to service someone and I knew nothing about them. I felt like a whore. I was hard as a rock. Just before I knocked on the stranger’s door Rex responded to me saying he was working but would love to give me another load in the afternoon. Excited by that prospect, I took a deep breath and knocked. The door was opened almost immediately, and a big man wearing nothing but a towel stood inside. He ushered me quickly inside and having closed the door dropped the towel. “Good, you’re here,” he said, “I don’t have a lot of time this morning so strip and follow me.” I shed my clothes next to the front door and followed him into the bedroom. He led me through to the big brightly lit bathroom just off the bedroom and motioned for me to get in the big multi-person walk in shower. “I’ve gotta piss like a race horse before I seed your cunt, on your knees pig.” I’d never drank a guy’s piss before, I’d never done anything terribly kinky before, but I wanted to make Sir happy and that meant making this man happy. I got on my knees and opened my mouth. “Good pig.” The guy aimed his soft dick at my mouth, closed his eyes, and started to piss. At first he missed and covered my chest, then he corrected and filled my mouth. I started to swallow the salty mixture. It was hot in my mouth, and acidic, but it also was erotic, the [banned word] made it sexy. I gulped down the strangers piss, and my cock throbbed as I did it. He hadn’t been kidding about needing to piss like a race horse. My stomach felt full when he finally stopped and slapped his dick on my lips. I opened my mouth, licked the last drop of piss from his head and started to suck him hard. “Fuck, Mike’s gonna be happy with you.” The man’s fingers twisted into my hair holding me in place as he started to fuck my throat. His dick quickly hardened. He was nowhere near as big as Sir but his cock was fat. I had to strain my jaw to keep my teeth away from his cock as it grew in my mouth. Thankfully he didn’t seem that interested in a blow job, as soon as his cock was completely hard he pulled out of my mouth. “Flip over cunt.” I got on all fours and stuck my ass in the air, my face inches from a puddle of piss on the shower floor. He pushed me forward do my face was resting on the floor and spit into my hole. Then he slid inside of me. I let out a sigh as his fat head stretched my hole open and he sunk into my wet guts. “Fuck, Mike wasn’t kidding. You’ve got a sweet fucking cunt,” he said slowly fucking me. “If he doesn’t keep you I just might.” “Thank you, Sir.” I got the feeling he normally had to go slowly with guys to let them get use to his girth, but with all the dick I had taken over the last two days I blossomed open for him in no time. He was soon deep dicking me, his cock hitting against my second hole. He kept spanking my ass as he slid in and out, I was sure he had left a hand print. The dick was so good though that I didn’t care. I was back to being a fuck hole. “Use me Sir. Please fuck me. Make me your hole. Breed my cunt,” I groaned as he fucked me. “I’m gonna breed your cunt while you’re face down in my piss boy,” he grunted back. He started to really slam into me, pushing my face into the piss covered tile floor over and over. I struggled to keep myself upright on the slick floor, till finally with a shout he slammed in once more times and bred me. I sighed as he added his load to the others sloshing around in me. I felt at peace. The man didn’t wait around long, he pulled out before his cock had completely softened, and then tossed me a towel. “Clean up quick pig. I have a meeting to get to.” I toweled off and went to go get my clothes. The man started to dress into a suit in the bedroom. Just before I left he said “I’ll tell Mike that you did a great job boy. And I’m sure he’ll love the video from my security camera.” My heart soared and my cock throbbed a little. Sir would be pleased.

This story is based on the situation described in phxchub's wonderful story that you can read here: [think before following links] https://breeding.zone/topic/59763-watch-out-for-scorpions-in-the-desert/ I hope he doesn't mind me stealing his ideas and telling the story from another character's view. Watch Out For Scorpions In The Desert 2 There is a place in the desert a ways outside of Phoenix that is sort of Arizona's version of the famed Hampstead Heath. There were hiking trails and one particular spot where there was a wide, low boulder in a clearing surrounded by trees where guys liked to gather at night. One cloudy night while my wide ass was getting pounded I noticed a guy who appeared to be a newbie walk up. Seeing the action he was obviously excited as his basketball shorts were tenting and he pulled the waistband down and started to stroke his dick. It was a busy night at the rock and the sight and sounds of several guys on the boulder with guys fucking them must have been turning him on. You could hear the slap of skin on skin and the moans and groans of the guys. It didn't take long before another guy started to feel him up and I saw him start to return the feel. They obviously both wanted the same thing because before long he moved to the free spot on the boulder next to me and hiked his shorts down to his knees. The other guy wasted no time in getting in behind his chubby ass and starting to slide his long thin dick in the offered up butt crack. I could hear the top guy grunt with pleasure as I knew his dick was starting to make entry into the newcomer's hole. Both of them groaned out into the night as the top guy's dick slid in and he started to push in and out, his hips bouncing on the fat cheeks. Another guy spoke "Fuck that faggot good!" as he was stroking his prick and watching as the two were moaning and groaning with pleasure. The top guy sped up the pace, taking the advice of the watcher, gripping the bottom guy's hips to pull him back into his eager thrusts. All of a sudden I heard a gasp and I felt the dick in my ass swell up and fully hilt itself into me and I felt warm pulses of cum jetting deep inside. He ground his hips on my ass for only a few seconds before pulling out and quickly another top guy took his place, sliding his big dick into my now well lubed hole and making me gasp out "Fuck yeah". The other bottom's top guy, who had seemed to slow down to watch me get the load pumped into my ass picked his pace back up making the bottm let out a little yelp and then a loud moan as he was now getting pounded harder. It didn't take long before the top started to shake convulsively and then fall on the bottom, obviously pumping a big load into the lucky man's ass. As the top pulled his dick out with a pop I saw the guy who had been watching waste no time in moving behind the panting bottom who barely had time to look back as the guy pushed him back down onto the boulder and start slapping his dick on the gaping hole. "Oh fuck, fuck me please" the bottom moaned as he looked back over his shoulder and raised his ass giving the fat uncut dick a good angle to work into the stretched and dripping hole. As the top guy was working his head into the eager hole the clouds started to part and he moonlight shone through the trees surrounding the clearing. It was then that I saw the bottom's eyes pop wide open and I knew that he had seen the tattoo on the top guy. A scorpion surrounded by a red biohazard symbol on his pec. I could see the bottom was now looking around and quickly realized many of the top and bottom guys had their own tattoos displaying their status. Instead of pulling away I heard the bottom moan in response to the groan of the top and I knew the dick was starting slide in and out with long strokes as the top started to fuck harder and faster. I knew that unlike me he probably hadn't come here looking to be filled with poz loads, but I could tell by his moans of pleasure and the look on his face that he was now another cumdump for poz dick and wouldn't be leaving until his hole was dripping with many men's charged seed. Maybe he'd even brought condoms with him, but like my first time at the rock, he'd gotten caught in the moment and forgotten all about them. I had done so too, many months ago but next time I am sure he wouldn't bother to bring them. I could tell he had accepted his fate so after the other guy was done I got up and moved around behind him to share my strain, my own biohazard tramp stamp showing in the moonlight, having been hidden by the hips of the guys who had been fucking me. It didn't take long for my unmedicated load to join the previous two inside his by now well pozzed ass. They say to watch out for scorpions out here, but that is not the only kind of sting you need to worry about.

I work in a small hotel near Castro District in SF. Ever since Shelter in Place the place has been almost empty. I was too horny by mid June and decided to reinstall Grindr. Have been hosting at work almost everyday since that, taking multiple loads each day. Today's first top was an Indonesian guy. He has an athletic build. Insisted on condom and lasted for only two minutes :/ The second guy was a Latin daddy from BBRT. He wore a security uniform and smelled like ciggarette. He fucked me really hard on an arm chair next to a mirror, dumped a huge load in me. He left with a satisfied smile, without saying goodbye.

Hi everyone! This is my first time writing a story on here so I am definitely looking for feedback. Here is Part 1 and I am excited to write more and tailor based upon your constructive criticism. While I am a small dicked South Asian faggot pussy boy, I am telling this story from the viewpoint of my partner, who is a beefy, big cocked Caucasian top daddy. Some parts are completely true and some parts I have fictionalized for the purposes of the story. I have chosen to write this story from the viewpoint of my daddy. Given faggots are inferior to men, I believe it is only right that this story be told from the perspective of a true man. Some aspects of this story may be quite controversial or polarizing. ----- My Faggot Pussy Boy – Part 1 It was a typical Friday night and I was out drinking with my friends at Woody’s, the local gay bar. My name is Brodie and I am 43 years old. I am 6’2, 225 lbs (beefy, muscular build), green eyes, brown hair and quite hairy with a thick beard and some tats on my chest, back, arms and legs. My cock is 8 inches hard and quite thick, almost like a beer can. When soft, I hang at about 5 inches with my big balls. I have a 0 gauge Prince Albert and a scorpion tattoo on my lower abdomen, just above my pubes. And yes, I am poz and enjoy seeding and converting faggot pussy boys. I am at that age, however, where I want to find a partner. I am attracted to younger men and ones that I can dominate. Ideally, they are just as sexually deviant as myself. As I was drinking at the bar with a couple buddies, I saw this beautiful boy across the room, at the bar drinking a cocktail by himself. He was young, maybe in his mid 20s. He looked to be about 5’10, 170 lbs, brown eyes, brown skin, pretty smooth and a smaller jock build. He was wearing a tight shirt and short shorts. Definitely a faggot. He didn’t appear to be here with anyone. I couldn’t keep my eyes off him, he was so fucking cute. Part of me wanted to go over to him, push him on his knees, spit on his face, shove my big cock down his throat then swing him around, bend him over the bar table and rape his pussy using just spit for lube. I kept partying and drinking with my buddies but intermittently, glancing over at this faggot boy. Around 11pm, I saw him begin to get up and he looked like he was ready to leave. I figured this may be my only chance so I bid my friends goodbye and bolted after him. “Hey, you leaving already?” “Oh hey. Yeah, I just needed to get out for a bit, I guess.” “I haven’t seen you here before. You new to the city?” I asked. “Yes, mister. Just moved here for nursing school. I don’t really know anyone here so I figured I would go out and try to make some friends but I’m pretty shy,” he answered. He gazed at my crotch and licked his lips as he noticed my bulge. This boy was definitely a faggot and needing daddy cock up his pussy. Fuck, I didn’t even know his name yet. I wanted to make this boy mine. This time, I decided to go with my gut. I walked up to him, put one hand on his lower back and used my other hand to tilt his head up to mine. “You’re a faggot, aren’t you?” He was startled but he wasn’t struggling or trying to get away. Faggot pussy boys know their place in life and at his age, I was confident he had been used by men already. “Yes, Daddy.” I kissed him and began exploring his sweet mouth with my tongue. Holding the back of his head, I pulled back a bit and spat directly in his mouth before kissing him again. “What’s your name, faggot?” “Asher,” he responded. “Cute. You want to go back to my place, don’t you, faggot boy?” “Yes, Daddy.” I called an Uber and on the way to my apartment, I held him close to me in the backseat. He nestled up near my side and his hand on my chest. We continued to kiss and I would intermittently spit in his mouth and watch him swallow it. The Uber driver looked back at us but didn’t say anything; he’s probably seen this and more before. In between our make out session, I learned a bit more about Asher. He recently moved to the city for school and lived alone. His family kicked him out after he came out to them and he didn’t have any family in the city and very few friends. This faggot was going to be mine. We finally arrived at my condo building. My cock was aching. I was so horny. I took him up to my penthouse suit and as soon as we entered my condo, I pushed him against a wall and began kissing his neck. He moaned and groaned. I pulled off my shirt and turned him around making him kiss my chest. He started to suck my nipples like a good faggot. He knew how to service men. He began to sniff and lick my pits. Fuck, this faggot was good! I pulled off his shirt, exposing his tight, little body. I pushed the faggot on his knees and unzipped my shorts. Pulling down my shorts and jocks, my cock bounced out and I knew by the look in his face, at that moment, he was mine. He was enthralled and amazed by the size of my big, fat cock. He immediately began to suck on it. Trying to take it all in his mouth. Gagging. I began to fuck his face hard, making him choke and gag. He tried to put his hands up on my thighs to gain some control. I pulled his head off my cock, pulled his hair and tilted his head back, spat on his face. “Give me your hands!” I pulled both his arms and hands, holding them together with one hand and using my other hand to continue to fuck his face. This faggot boy was going to quickly learn that I was in control and he was here to pleasure me how I wanted. While fucking his mouth, he began to notice the scorpion tattoo on my lower abdomen. “You know what this means, don’t you, faggot?” “Yes, Daddy.” “You want my poz load, don’t you, faggot?” “Yes, please, Daddy.” That was all the encouragement I needed. I pushed him back and pulled off his shoes then his shorts and briefs. Then what I saw was truly amazing. He had the smallest prick I had ever seen. It was hard and sticking straight out, no more than 3 inches and thin, drooling precum. No wonder this boy was a faggot! A useless dicklet like that couldn’t possibly penetrate or pleasure another man. I turned him over on all fours. And yes, we were still in my doorway. I spat on his pussy and began to lick his hole. A beautiful, shaven, brown pussy. His slit had clearly been used by many men already. He whimpered and moaned, pushing his pussy back into my face. He was being so submissive as he arched his back. I spit more and continued to eat out his juicy boy cunt, tonguing it. “Please fuck me.” “I know exactly what you want and need, faggot. Don’t even think about touching your little dicklet. Focus on my big white cock up your juicy brown pussy.” I got on my knees and spat on my dick, lubing it up and pushed in his shaved pussy with my metal on, of course. He moaned and whimpered. I kept pushing in, deep inside his pussy. He began to yelp. I pulled him back, covering his mouth with my hand. “Faggots like you were born to serve men like me. That’s why you were put on this Earth. You have a pussy and a small faggot dick. A reminder, that your dick is useless. You’re here to serve men with big cocks. You fuckin’ love my cock up your pussy!” This faggot was taking all eight inches of my cock up his tight pussy and now was in full submission, whimpering and moaning while I pounded him hard. His pussy was like velvet. I pushed him back down and re-positioned myself to keep fucking his boy pussy while planting my right foot on his face that was now on its side pushed down on the floor. I was dominating this faggot boy. He needed to know who was in control. He needed to know that his sole purpose was to please men and service cock. Asher was mine. I was getting close. “You want my poz load, boy?” “Mmmmmm fuck yes, daddy! I began to shoot ropes of cum deep inside his pussy, screaming and grunting, while my foot was still holding his face down. A big poz load was deep up his guts now. I caught my breath, wiping some sweat off my forehead. I took my foot off his face and slowly pulled my cock out, observing his wrecked pussy. Swollen, puffy and cum began drooling out. I didn’t even have to tell this faggot to turn around to clean my cock. He sucked me clean and then started to lick the cum that leaked out of his pussy, right off the floor! This dirty, faggot, cock whore was all mine! “Let’s go to the bedroom, faggot!” --- Looking forward to feedback and writing Part 2. My little faggot dick was definitely drooling precum while writing this first part.

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.

"I smell pancakes" Jake remarked curiously as he stepped into the living room warzone. his thick sticky tool swayed gently in front of him and mikeys slippery load seeping from his tight ring. "sex pancakes" mikey flatly remarked as he absentmindedly stroked chris' cock. The place was a bizarre scene of posts-coitus meets street riot as the kitchen table contained enough poppers to run a VCR repair shop, and the coffee table was strewn with needles, pills, cockrings, crisco and pipes. "hey there stallion!" seth chirped, "Yeah i make these really great pancakes mikey calls sex pancakes but sometimes i just make them when the bitch gets high and eats all my fucking cereal so youre in for a real treat!" Jake saw Chris slumped on the couch, a rubber tube gently draped over his shoulder, his chest gently rising and falling as his glassy saucer eyes stared at the television. "is he alright?" jake looked at Mikey for a time before clearing his throat. "uh? oh yeah no hes great. After you left he got really bitchy and wanted to get home, something about uh, mistakes and a girlfriend or testing or some crap so he had a little more medicine and some tasty pills for breakfast didnt you buddy." Chis smiled and nodded as mikey fisted the boys prick. "one little blue pill to make you stand up all nice and hard, and two more to make you nice and friendly right Chris?" "unghhhh" Chris groaned as he flexed his abs and began to shoot across his chest. "There ya go chris! cum nice and hard!" mikey grinned. "jesus mikey you and your chems" seth chided. Mikey enjoyed spinning uncooperative boys and milking them like dairy cows for his own amusement. In the past two and a half hours, hed managed to coax nearly eleven loads from Chris after he was fucked and loaded by six other different poz tops. "oh come on seth hes maybe got another five minutes before the k-hole hits, dont ya baby?" mikey ran his hand through the boys cum soaked chest and across his face. "now you just sit right there and let your little red pussy soak up all that nice yummy poz cum" Jake felt two arms go around his waist and clints head gently come to rest on his shoulder. The boys sudden affection seemed almost out of place as Seth plated pancakes, Chris dissociated on the couch in a puddle of cum, and mikey lazily played with the thick steel ring in his cock, flipping through daytime cable. "morning clint! want a pancake?" seth beamed. "sure okay" he sheepishly replied "did you have fun?" seth asked as clint smiled at Jake and replied, "yeah, i think we did." "Well there are a few rules to remember when youre getting fucked. Always thank nice boys for their cum, and always make sure to clean their cocks after they cum. if youre lucky, they might even want to fuck again!" seth instructed as he passed a plate of food to Mikey. "clean their cocks?" Clint looked confused, and again at jake, worried he might have upset the dreamy top somehow. "here let me show you. down on your knees, and face Jakes pretty cock" Clint gazed at Jakes heavy balls, his big round head, and the thick veiny shaft in front of him. "now did you thank him for giving you his cum?" Clint thought for a moment, and remembered how he gulped the salty load from his ass in the bathroom, and how Jake was nice enough to show him how to fuck a mans cock. Jakes cum was still on his breath as he looked up and announced, "thank you for cumming in me Jake." Seth smiled and presented Jakes cock and balls to clint. "good, now comes the fun part. Lick up all that cum and juice from your boypussy so his cock is nice and clean." clint began licking at first around the head, then slowly working to Jakes balls, looking up to see the boy groaning in approval. encouraged, he began to suck his first cock, tonguing the salty mixture from it as he slurped and bobbed. "good job!" seth encouraged, as Jakes moist cock popped from his mouth and Clint stood smiling. "did i do it right?" he asked jake. "you did a great job buddy" Jake gave him a little kiss as a reward, and returned to the table. "Hey jake if you need to cum Chris is really excited to have you inside him again" mikey announced. Jake headed over to the drooling boy and waved his hand in front of him to no response. "dang" jake chuckled. "I wanna fuck" Clint blurted eagerly. "thats the spirit! sit right down next to chris here and let mikey give you a few loads." seth grinned. As the four boys got into place, Jake took Chris' legs and placed them up over his shoulders, rewarded with an unexpected squirt of pink jizz from the boys loose hole onto his cock. "hes pretty full Jake, but im sure he can hold a few more nice warm squirts from you" mikey smiled as he eased his cock into Clints moist ass. "nice deep breath" he instructed, and clint obediently began inhaling the poppers as Mikey slid into the boy with a firm plop. Jake massaged the poz cum onto the head of his dick and pushed into the boys loose sloppy hole. With a grunt and a loud gurgle from Chris, Jake seated himself to the balls in the sedated boys abused pussy and the fucking began. "hold still a second Jake" seth instructed from behind him. Obediently Jake waited as he felt his ass cheeks spread and the plastic tip of a syringe enter his greased ass. "youre gonna love this Jake, Seth mixes his bumps with the cum boys breed his ass with, and squirts them right up in you." mikey grinned as he sawed in and out of Clints moaning frame. "bumps?" Jake asked before his ass began to burn, "gah! dang that burns what was that!" Jake winced "Just something to work up your appetite a little, dont worry youll feel it in just a second" seth watched jakes hole flex instinctively, slower and slower, until he finally relaxed. "fuck my ass is..." Jake struggled for the words as he pounded into Chris, but knew something seemed to be missing now. seth ran his finger across Jakes hole and watched as the top groaned, presenting his pussy. "what is it jake?" seth mockingly asked. "My ass fucking..its itchy or something i dont know" "Seth stepped behind the boy and pushed the head of his cock against his warm hole. "oh yes, oh fuck yes push it inside" Jake was practically begging as mikey let out a laugh. "see? i told you it would make you a little hungry" Seth pushed into Jakes guts and the two resumed.

To make the story very short: Liam Cole approached me on NKP 8 years ago and we arranged to meet and take some pictures. Weeks later I got a phone call from them saying that a famous porn star was in town and they wanted me for the scene. The film was just released last month in one of the LUST tapes compilations. It took a long time but my teenage dream of doing porn finally happened.

As amandas hot cunt sucked the last few drops of cum from tuckers prick, he slowly eased out of the older housewife. Amanda surrendered to caitlins hands as she peaked to another gentle orgasm from the devious minx. "lets cuddle baby" trissa guided tucker to lay next to her and as he did, she began coaxing his cock back to life, gently massaging his balls as her tongue danced in and out of his mouth. "isnt Amanda pretty?" she whispered. Tucker nodded as the girl continued. "you can cum in any of us you know, as much as you want. i missed your great big dick inside me" Trissa watched the boy groan as she rolled his balls in her hand and his cock began to thicken. "we shouldnt, caitlin told me you...um.." Tucker struggled to find the words as trissa knowingly began pumping the boys cock with her fist. "did she tell you a little secret tuck? what was it" Trissa spread her legs and smiled, "you.."he panted. "I know baby it feels good. you want to put it inside me? maybe shoot some more?" Trissa began teasing the head of his dripping cock as tucker groaned. "i dont know" he sighed. "yes you do baby let me help you remember" Trissa slipped the head of Tuckers cock gently against her labia and stared into his conflicted eyes. Tucker felt her heat, her wet hot sex waiting for his cock. He knew he shouldnt, as his cockhead drooled precum down her slit. Trissa waited for the moment the boys cock began to decide for him. She knew most boys couldnt resist her even after they found out. She had an innocent smile, perfect D cup breasts, and a dripping poison pussy with a thick sensitive clit. She remembered fucking Caitlins cheating ex boyfriend, a naive nineteen year old she caught balls deep in a study buddy. his first inexperienced make out sessions continued with Trissa as a friday night ritual, teaching the boys body to associate pleasure solely with her. It took time and patience, but eventually Caitlins ex boyfriend was spending weekends with Trissa blowing his load into her mouth as she gulped his seed down and rubbed her creamy clit. pushing the sex hungry teen closer and closer to fucking until finally he gave in. It was a beautiful sight, watching him drive his unprotected cock over and over into her, mindlessly converting himself. She would alternate the boys cock between her ass and her pussy, making sure he dipped his cock deep in her as he dumped his raw seed over and over. and now it was tuckers turn as he thrust forward and the head disappeared inside her soaking pussy. "good boy tucker, dont fight it, you love to cum in me" she coaxed him, as he continued driving his cock into her creamy cunt. Glancing back to Amanda she saw her roomate devlins dripping tool resting gently on the sticky motherly mound as caitlin stroked the boy up and down her cunt lips. "oh god" Amanda groaned as the boy slid his thick tool into her. "thats it amanda, let the big cock inside. its been so long since you had a good fuck" caitlin said, gently working the older womans breasts and nipples. She was right, Amanda had given up, willingly surrendering her neglected snatch to the young boy as he gave her what she never knew she craved for so long. The cum in her pussy felt good as Devlins big cock stirred it around inside her. "I bet your tits would looks amazing if you got pregnant, so nice and big and milky" caitlin grinned as she continued to bounce against the boys hips. "I mean youre not really fucking unless a boy cums inside. Why dont we take a chance huh Amanda?" Caitlin began rubbing the womans belly. "A few more little squirts of cum inside, doesnt that sound nice?" Amanda nodded as the boy pistoned in and out of her meaty cunt. Her one weakness was the exact way she managed to have two kids in the first place, as her husband promised just the head her greedy cunt managed to spend the day gulping down load after load. She loved being filled, feeling a mans seed inside her, and now it was about to happen again. "tell him what you want sweetie, let him know he can put his cum in you" Caitlin instructed. "cum in my pussy" the woman hissed, over and over, as Devlin drew one long stroke and slammed his cock deep. "there we go, all of the load, nice and deep" caitlin soothed, watching the moaning woman cum hard as her new lover bred her.

Thanks for the positive feedback! I am excited to write more! So here is Part 2: --- “Let’s go to the bedroom faggot!” I picked Asher up by the waist and he wrapped his legs around me. We continued to kiss passionately, my tongue invading his mouth, tasting remnants of my own cum. I threw him on the bed. “Show me your fuckin’ pussy, faggot!” I demanded. He pulled his legs and ankles back, exposing his swollen cunt. It was puffy and a bit red. I got on my knees hovering above him, rubbing my big, fat, thick, white cock on his taint. His prick was stiff. I held his little faggot prick with my thumb and second finger, squeezing drops of precum out and making Asher suck my fingers. “Look at this useless fucking prick! No wonder you were born to be a faggot!” I was truly amazed by how tiny his dick was. It was truly fascinating. From an evolutionary point of view, it made sense. He needed a dick basically to urinate. But its small size forced this faggot to find sexual pleasure in other ways. His primary sexual organ was his pussy, made to take cocks and loads. And I was going to wreck this boy’s pussy! I spat on my cock again and slid up his cunt in one swift motion going balls deep. He yelped and screamed. I quickly covered his fucking mouth, leaning in next to him. “Shut up, you fucking cunt. You’re here to please me and take loads! I fucking own your pussy now, boy!” He whimpered and muffled, “Yes, Daddy.” He had both fear and amazement in his eyes. He was craving a Daddy to submit to but I could sense he was also a tad frightened with how rough I was being with him. But he was a faggot pussy boy and he needed to learn his place. I continued to slam my cock hard into his pussy, pulling all the way out then slamming back in. I pulled his legs so his feet were planted on my chest. He had sexy, small and slender feet, about a size 9. Much smaller than my big, wider, size 13 feet. I rubbed the arches of his feet, licking his toes while continuing to slam his pussy, looking intently into his eyes. Asher needed to know that his sole purpose was to please me and I would use every fucking part of his body for my own pleasure. Asher was a bitch in heat at this point, squirming and writhing, his toes curling every time I slammed into him. His little prick was bouncing while I fucked his sweet pussy. Precum was drooling out onto his little belly. I scooped it up and smeared it all over his face and gave his cheek a light slap. I then leaned in, placed my hand on his neck and began to choke him while fucking him harder like a rabbit. “Open your fucking mouth!” I slapped his cheek again, spat on his face and then spat into his mouth. I kissed him passionately then spat in his mouth again. “Good fucking pussy boy!” “Fuck, Daddy! Your cock is so big!!!” Asher screamed in ectasy. “What do you want, faggot?” I asked. “Your poz loads! Please, Daddy!!!” he whimpered. He pulled my hand to him and began sucking on my fingers. Damn this was a good, obedient faggot! “Who are you here to serve, faggot?” “You, Daddy. I am yours!” “Good fuckin’ pussy boy!” I slammed harder, putting my hands around his neck. He wrapped his legs around my back tightly. I gazed into his eyes. “You want me to knock you up, don’t you, faggot?” He nodded, whimpering and moaning. He needed my cum. Was it too presumptuous to think this faggot pussy boy was put on this Earth for my pleasure? His beautiful brown pussy felt like a perfect fit for my cock. “Okay, faggot, here it comes!” I shot at least six torrents of hot, toxic cum up his pussy. I moaned in agony and pleasure and collapsed on top of Asher, kissing his neck while he hugged me tightly and his legs still wrapped around me. We were a sweaty fucking mess. I got back on my knees and slowly pulled out of his pussy and inspected his faggot hole, cum with a pink tinge was leaking out, his pussy was gaping and was puffy. I had wrecked his pussy tonight! I laid down on my back and ordered Asher to clean off my cock. He obeyed, sucking me gently, tasting his pussy juices mixed with my cum. I then pulled him next to me to cuddle and hold him closely. He looked up into my eyes and we kissed passionately. “Daddy, what’s your name?” I burst out laughing. This faggot boy had taken my big fat cock and two of my poz loads and I hadn’t even told him my name yet. “Brodie, boy. My name is Brodie.” We dozed off and fell asleep with him nestled next to me, on my side, sniffing my arm pit and my arm wrapped around him tightly, rubbing and fingering his well-used pussy. --- Again, thank you for the positive feedback so far! Feel free to comment more to help me grow as a writer. If there are things you feel I could or should do differently, please comment or send me a private message. I'm a faggot pussy boy so I am here to serve 🙂

Jake raised the sated boys head gently and smiled into his eyes. It was important for clint to understand this was nothing to be ashamed of. To acclimate to his new life of cock and cum, just as Jake had when Seth first welcomed him. Jake kissed the clumsy boy as he gently caressed his thin frame. "such a pretty boy when youre fucking" Jake cooed as he ran his hands sensuously across Clints ass, sliding his fingers down until they met the point where his cock laid soaking in the boy. Jake wanted clint to associate affection, and appreciation with his hole. Jake wanted clint to know that a mans raw load inside him truly made him special and loved. As if by magic, the boy kissed him once more, sighed and asked, "thanks." Jake could feel the boys pulse through his creamy dilated hole and the gentle throb was beginning to make him hard again. slowly, Clint placed his hands on Jakes chest and sat up, as if to lift himself off the meat he was currently impaled upon. However when the boy looked down, he stopped. There it was, Jakes cock in him. "See where i am Clint? Looks nice doesnt it. clint reached down and ran his fingers around the circumference of his penetrated hole. "do you...need to cum again?" he asked sheepishly. "i dunno, you could probably make me cum again. You feel really nice inside clint." without thinking, clint relaxed his hips and slowly sank back down on Jakes prick. "thanks." he sighed, continuing to work Jakes cock. "are you trying to get me to cum in you again?" jake chuckled. Clint had begun to relish the feeling of Jakes cock inside him. He was never really good at many other hobbies like Basketball or hockey, but now he felt like an expert. All he had to do was get Jakes dick inside and he could make the man cum over and over, he was sure of it. Clint let out a satisfied hiss as he picked up his pace. "I could probably make any guy i want to cum" clints mind was racing at the possibilities, the power to make a guy give him something so private, so reserved, so precious as the seed in his balls. just bounce up and down on their cocks and the cum was his. "jakes cum isnt jakes anymore its mine" he thought, stroking his abdomen and pounding the leaking prick inside him, he was almost too distracted to hear Jake moaning below. "are you close?" clint reached back to feel Jakes tight nuts. "yeah dude oh shit im close." clint picked up the pace, working jakes soaked prick deep in the pool of jizz inside him. Clint was pressing Jake into the bed, staring into his eyes like a predator, waiting for the moment. The glimmer when he knew Jake would give him another load because he had no choice. "oh my god" Jake began thrusting deep into clint as he reached back to spread his ass cheeks. "cum in me" clint demanded, pawing at the tops balls and feeling his cock pulsing deep inside him. Once he was satisfied, Clint climbed off jake and plodded down the hall to the bathroom. Straddling the toilet, Clint held his hand below his hole and gave a gentle push. "I need to see it" he thought, and his eyes lit up like a child on christmas morning as what seemed like gallons of cum flowed out from him. "beautiful, isnt it?" Seth mumbled as wandered in brushing his teeth. Clint just nodded. "Ya wanna know what i do with the loads?" Seth asked as he approached the boys parted legs. "what..." the boy asked with bated breath. Seth gently slipped his fingers inside the boy, drew them out, and softly traced the boys pouting lips. "I taste their seed." clint licked his lips, then licked seths fingers clean. "The best part is, all that cum is yours now." Seth tilted the boys cum filled palm gently onto his cock, and clint began to stroke himself once agan. Seth smiled, put the cap back on the toothpaste, and pranced down the hall to the living room again leaving Clint jerking his cock and fingering his hole like a pig in heat to suck the load clean off his digits. "who the hell is in the bathroom" seth asked mikey, who was balls deep in chris as the last of his jizz flowed effortlessly into the now eager boy. "craig? no...clint!" mikey smiled as he let his cock slide out of the boys cummy hole. "hes jakes new best friend, they fucked all night like good little bunnies." mikey remarked, as he tussled chris' hair and flipped on the TV. "poz?" seth mouthed to mikey, to which he just laughed. "not even straight" he replied sarcastically. "well not anymore" seth giggled as he poured a stale half-bowl of cheerio dust. "is it just...is it illegal for me to have anything to eat in this entire house mikey" he glared at the boy. "sex pancakes" mikey mumbled as he raised the volume on Spongebob. Seth fumed as he pulled a clean skillet onto the stove and set to making the one thing mikey thought was particularly clever after an orgy.

There is a whole niche of bottoms who want and love the idea of being pimped out, i think this is an opportunity for a voyeur. i love the energy and lust of a voyeur. With my own particular wiring as a bottom with sub is attracted to a Top who is voyeur. For me, it's not just the loads or cocks i need/want, it's the intense connection with a Top and HIs need/want to breed. i see a Top voyeur as a variation on that. If a Top whored me out, my focus would be on Him the whole time, for me He'd be the one fucking and breeding me, vicariously. The guys He is whoring me out to are like 'toys' He is using on me, so i see and relate to Him as the breeder and am locked onto Him the whole time He is watching.

The party would down by the early hours of the morning, with a handful of guests sprawled onto couches and beds, Jake found himself curled up next to clint gently snoring, his sticky prick still semihard and his hole leaking a pungent pink mixture of poz cum and virgin blood, Jake glanced at his growing erection and stroked it gently. Last night had been amazing, clints tight boyhole gripped and tugged the hungry tops fat cock for all its jizz. he may have been straight, but once his ass got a taste of mancock the primal urges took control. The chems worked wonders to make clint focus only on the cock in his guts, pounding him to orgasm and planting its tainted seed. Jake gently slid his cockhead through the river of cum in clints asscrack, getting nice and slick. "every boys ass lusts for cock i guess" he thought to himself, remembering Mikeys thick fat tool pounding the cum out of him and into Clint. The seed felt cool as it oozed from his cunt. it felt right, like he was supposed to use his ass to take a mans hot cum amd make it his. Jake couldnt imagine ever being as cockthirsty as Seth or Mikey, but he could understand how a warm thick cock in hole could easily turn him into a cumdump. Jake looked down at Clints tight ass and gently began returning his cock where it belonged, deep inside the boy. As he pressed the head inside, Clint gave a sigh and a moan. "wakey wakey buddy, it feels like you missed me" Jake whispered into the boys ear as he slid home into the hot hole. "oh god. hngh...oh god no please you have to stop." Jake gripped Clints hips and held him in place. "Now thats no way to say good morning is it? Do you remember who I am?" The boy glanced over his shoulder and sighed, "Jake. Jake please dont do this i-" the boys futile plea was cut short by his own gasp as Jake bumped gently into his prostate. "Sure we can clint. We're just two guys having a little fun. Relax and let me get you hard" jake changed his angle and banged into the boys sensitive gspot once again, eliciting a grunt of protest and pleasure as clint looked down to see his eighteen year old cock thicken. "please dont cum in me Jake" Jake smiled and reassured the boy as he guided clints hand to his cock. "Stroke for me now, that a boy. Clint i spent all last night making your pussy drink my cum. dont you want a little more?" Clint sighed, listening to the lewd sound of the jizz sloshing around in his body as Jake fucked an undeniably perfect tempo. "y-youre dont have anything do you?" he panted, his hips betraying his body and gently rocking to meet the poz cock with every stroke. "just a nice big dick clint. you can be honest with me, doesnt a nice big dick inside you feel so good?" Clint groaned and tucked his head into the pillow. "i know baby i know, "Jake soothed the boy. "just enjoy me, let my cock in nice and deep. youre so beautiful when youre being fucked clint. did you know that? last night I took your virgin hole and turned it into something special. Do you feel me inside you?" "yes, ungh, god yes" clint whined, "why are you doing this to me?" he panted. "Because you were made to do this clint. Before when you fucked girls im sure the sex was great but after today, your little pink hole is going to be hungry too. You can cum and cum all you want but it will never feel as good as when I fill you up inside." Clint alternated between sobbing and moaning, totally broken, he offered no resistance to Jakes creamy fuck stick as it pistoned into his young body again and again. "now now none of that baby. here, lets turn over so we can see eachother." Jake slid out of the boys hole with a noisy slurp and laid on his back. as clint panted, staring at him. "we gotta finish up baby, straddle me." Clint sighed and did as he was told, straddling the tops powerful abs. Clint had never noticed how much bigger Jake was than him, comparing his cock to Jakes seemed an impossible feat. How did he take that inside his body? "now look at me, lift your hips, and lets put that nice big fat cock back inside your pretty pussy." Jake waited for Clint to sit forward and soon enough, felt his small hand wrap around his thick member. Jake slid his hands to clints ass and spread his cheeks open. "good boy, find your little pink cumhole." Clint resented Jakes terminology until he touched his fingers to his asshole and found he was leaking a thick sticky slime from his butt. Clint paused to play with his ass a little, dipping a finger tentatively inside. Maybe jake was right about him. Did he even like girls? His ass was on fire for Jakes big dick and Jake knew it. taking a deep breath, he slowly sat down on Jakes cock, first the head, then the shaft, and finally he came to rest with Jake fully embedded in him with a warm sloppy gurgle. Clint blushed, looking down at his precum leaking on Jakes toned abs he stared back to jake confused. "there ya go. see how easy you did it? I told you, you were made to get fucked." Jake smiled, knowing most of the reason lied within the boy. Jakes thick poz cum was still sloshing around inside him, loosening the hole and making it slippery enough to casually fuck whenever he wanted. "now" Jake took the boys hand and returned it to his cock. "up and down" Clint began working his cock, and as he did, his hips seemed to automatically begin rising and falling on their own, grinding on Jakes cock. "Good job clint! how do you feel?" Jake rested his hands on the boys hips. "nnngh, fucking goooood." he hissed. "atta boy just keep going, let those balls get nice and tight, and shoot a big load for me" Jake massaged the boys scrotum as he plunged down harder and harder on Jake. "lets see if we can time it together Clint, im so close to cumming" Clint registered the throb of his cock and made one final plea. "Just, can you pull it out?" he moaned. "not in my ass again" Clint felt almost lewd with the amount of spooge currently gurgling away in his belly and figured he might at least try to save some dignity. "no baby just a little more besides, it feels best when you let guys cum in you. Keep riding youre doing fine baby. once you start cumming youll milk me while I cum. its like your body knows to take it. its natural!" Jake gave the boys sack one final squeeze and as his eyes shot open, Clint blew the longest, thickest load of his young life. Time stood still as Jake watched the boys prick belch cum across his chest. wasting no time, he pushed fully into the boys rippling hole and began breeding him once again. Clint collapsed, coating himself in his own cum on jakes chest and softly moaning as Jake ran his fingers through the boys hair, and held his toxic cock inside the hole a while longer.

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!"

I always enjoy my sales trips. The trips fit into my crossdressing lifestyle and the thrill of being in a different town and different people. After a long day on the road, I had just checked into a motel just about 30-miles outside of Nashville, TN. For my overnight trips, I always bring my special suitcase that has my “girly stuff” (panties, dresses, makeup, lingerie, etc.). Sometimes I would just dress up pretty and cam or play with myself. On a very few occasions I would run into a very horny stranger, tease him, but not put out and be satisfied knowing that poor guy was back in is room jacking off. Almost immediately after throwing my bags on the bed, I peeled off my shirt and dress slacks and headed to the shower to freshen up. On the road, I keep my hair in one long ponytail, and wore a tight t-shirt to hide my budding breast. The hormone treatments were working so well, my body felt like it was becoming more feminine by the day. My legs and backside were becoming shapelier, my breast were spouting, my voice was growing softer, so many exciting things were happening to me! Taking a shower and knowing I was about to put on one of the outfits in my bag made me feel so feminine and free; coupled with the fantasy of being dominated by a total stranger and be treated like a piece of meat made my little clitty stay hard the entire time I showered and shaved myself smooth. Once out the shower, I applied my makeup, lipstick, lotion and favorite perfume; then did my toes and nails. As a thunder storm rolled in, and the rain started hitting the window, I continued to make myself pretty, even if it was just for myself. After rubbing in the last bit of lotion on my curvaceous caramel legs, I put on my flowered dark blue tight mini dress that went down to my thighs, gold mules and large hooped, Chica earrings. Next, I brushed my long black and brown hair down and over my shoulder. Looking in the mirror, I was pleased with what I saw. And I loved how my perky nipples poked against the fabric of my silky dress. I smiled, rubbed my breast and thought “I HAVE TITS!” This particular night was very hot and steamy as a storm hit this little town making me wish I had continue the drive to Nashville, but I was already checked in. It began to rain harder and it was followed by a lot of thunder and lightning, then around 10pm everything went dark. Oh p*o! The air conditioner, TV, lights…everything out. I thought to myself oh well, it least my iPad was fully charged, and I brought my favorite toy. and a couple of toys. I open the windows hoping to find a cool breeze without success. Opening the sliding door, I thought it would be nice to enjoy a bottle of wine from the little frig in the room and watch it rain. It seemed like the whole town was in darkness, so it was nice to watch the thunder storm from the balcony as it rumbled and crackled. After about 5 or so minutes, the door next to my room slid open, and a gruff looking man stepped out. He was a big guy, probably about 45-50 years old, a least 6’3” or 6’4” feet tall, strongly built and around 250 LBS or a bit more. He looked Latino, with a moustache and beard with a big tattoo on one shoulder and several other tattoos covering his body and neck. He was also covered in bushy body hair. He was wearing baggy shorts, flip-flops and nothing else. After grunting a hello, he asked “Do you mind if I smoke?". I hate the smell of smoke, but not knowing this guy from a serial murderer, I wasn't about to tell him no, so I nodded yes. He lit up his cigar, walked further out in the rain, I thought this was probably the first shower he had in a week as he leaned on the rail and looked out at the sky then looked back at me. His eyes looked me up and down, like a hungry animal eyeing his prey, which gave me the chills. His eyes went from my perky little breast, my butt and down to my legs, then his third gaze stopped at my crotch. Oh God, I forgot my panties! For a moment, I was totally embarrassed, and I fumbled for something to say, but thought it was best to say nothing. After taking another puff from his cigar, He said his name was Mario, and made a comment about my legs. He clearly saw something he liked and made a move. “Hi Mario, I’m Lisa” Not missing a beat, he said, "Blackouts annoying right…yeah, not much you can do in a motel room in a blackout" he said and then crudely added "when you're on your own...." My heart was racing. This guy was straight forward and was not holding back, and still staring at my ass. In the past I enjoyed flirting and loved when guys made comments about my meaty ass, but despite all the fantasies about getting fucked by strangers, I wasn’t sure this was the type of guy I wanted, and I started thinking about ways to slowly back out. I tried to take the conversation to a more generic place, asking him what he was doing in town and as we chatted for a couple of minutes. The storm moved in closer as rain started to pour down. A few gusts of wind kicked up, then it hit me, my car windows are down! I grabbed my room key and told Mario I would be back. In a dash, I ran outside to close my car windows, knowing the whole time Mario was watching my thick ass shake. Dashing back to the motel door, I swiped my key card and nothing. I think the blackout would not allow the security lock to read my key card. Shit! What am I going to do? The manager’s office was closed for the night, and I was stuck outside. From the balcony I heard a familiar voice “You can wait it out in my room, don’t worry, I don’t bite…..Lisa.” What choice did I have, I thanked Mario as I stepped into his room still covered in darkness from the blackout. He closed the door behind me, but it was the hearing the addition latch lock that gave me reason for concern. In the darkness, I could make out that there was just one bed in the room, so I sat in the chair next to it. But Mario said “No need to act shy now sweet-heart” and told me to hop on the bed while he reached in the mini-frig and pulled out two tall-boy Ice House beers. I felt around, finding a clear spot on the bed, and curled up on the edge facing away from the middle of the bed, leaving as much room as possible for Mario on the king-sized bed. I didn't get under the sheets because it was too warm and humid and if the power came back, I could quickly exit. I could hear Mario slowly lumbering around, making his way to the bathroom, then leaving the door open as he relieved himself of several tall-boy beers. When the toilet flushed, I knew he would be coming, so I just hoped that all that alcohol, the only thing he would be interested in was sleep. As Mario's weight hit the bed my heart was pounding out of control, my knees locked closer together and I tugged down on my short dress to cover my bottom half. I never even removed my shoes. If It were anyone else but this man, this scenario would be fulfilling my darkest fantasy; but not this man in this hot room, me locked out of my room until morning, during a blackout in a howling thunderstorm. "Please just go to sleep" I whispered to myself about 10 times. I felt Mario behind me inching closer, then a big hairy arm wrap around me and pulling me in closer to him. pulled me into him. Uh-oh! I could instantly tell he was naked as my back was pressed right into his hairy chest and I could feel his meat inflating against my butt. It was getting harder by the moment, it felt like one of those extra thick sausages that kept growing, and from me just getting to know him in this brief time; he was not a “No” type of guy. He saw me as a hot little brown girl; with an extra part, in his bed and he did not care if I was still fully dressed. He had needs, and my body was on his menu. I was starting to shit myself. He then stretched his mouth into my ear, breathing heavily with his smelly cigar and beer breath said, "Let’s have some fun my little puta." My whole body felt weak. "Listen", I whimpered, "I'm not sure I am up for what you are after, can we just get some sleep?” He continued to breathe deeply to my ear, "What do you mean?" he asked in a slightly stern voice. “Well, I don't have a lot of experience, and I am not sure I will be willing to do the things you want me to" I meekly replied trying to sound like this was new to me. “So, you're saying you don't want me to fuck you?” That was point blank. In a risky move, I said “Sorry, but no thank you" It got quiet, but Mario didn’t move his arm and his cock remained nestled behind me. There was a pause as a huge flash of lightening and giant clap of thunder reverberated around the room. I could sense Mario was pissed, “Hmm, your faggot ass, walk around dressed like a puta, you then come into my room, in the dark of the night, get into my bed and now you decide you don't want to fuck?!" "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to lead you on. but I didn't expect this to happen, and…well, well I have never been in this situation before” I was back pedaling as hard as I could. Mario’s voice became coarse as his arm constricted over my chest. "Have you ever sucked a cock?" Mario asked. "A couple of times, but that was the furthest I ever went.” It was a lie. "Hmmm sounds like you're a little tease chica." said Mario, still pressed up against my ear as he moved his arm that was wrapped around me, over my dress he started rubbing my nipple. Then his hand slipped under my dress and he firmly grasped my tit and his fingers coarsely tweaked my nipple. “I’ll tell you what, you suck my cock, make me cum, and I will let you sleep, no fucking" In a soft girly voice I quietly ask “Promise?” but my question did not get a return response. Given not knowing the full nature of this man and having nowhere to go this was probably the best I could hope for and knowing the expectation of anal was off the table, I felt more comfortable sucking his cock. "Thank you Mario" whispered. "If want to play games and be a fucking tease, you call me Daddy from this point forward, understand?” "Yes" I replied. My nipple was squeezed harder, "Sorry, Yes Daddy" I yelped. "Now get to work!” And with that, Mario rolled over on his back, and I rolled over in the dark over his leg and crouched down between his legs. Having been in the room for some time, my eyes had adjusted enough to make out some silhouettes and there was just enough light for me to take his cock in my hand. it was thick and heavy - more so than my own. I tentatively leaned down and began to lick the shaft of his cock. Due to the circumstance, I was more than happy to suck his cock but at the same time, was still hoping he was a reasonably quicker shooter so that this did not go on too long. After several long licks of his shaft, I gently placed my lips over his mushroom head and slid my mouth down his now saliva lubricated cock and sucked my way back up. Daddy let out a muffled groan of satisfaction with this, so I continued with the same technique. Up and down his cock I moved sucking on the way back up the shaft. I could feel his cock get firmer in my mouth. He put his hands on the back of my head as I went down his shaft. "Take it all" he groaned. I tried but couldn't. "I'm sorry Daddy, but you are too big" I said while stroking his girthy meat. "Lie down on the bed and hang your head of the end" he ordered. I did so as he rolled off the side of the bed and walked around to the end. "You are going to learn to suck my dick the right way puta." With that, he slapped my face with his thick meat. He rubbed his cock all over my face before sliding it in my mouth and down my throat". He slid in and out a few times, before saying relax and take it all, I relaxed (as I had seen on countless Internet videos) and he slid his cock all the way inside my mouth and throat till his low hanging balls were pressing on my nose and upper lip. He held it there for several moments before I started to gag. He repeated this several times, but I quickly adjusted to the length and width of his cock. He took his cock out and dipped his balls in my mouth. "Suck them" he ordered before he moved himself further along and sat his hairy ass on my face. Pulling has ass cheeks apart, then buried his sweaty asshole over my mouth. He gained pleasure from this for a few minutes before rubbing his cock all over my face again. You are enjoying this aren't you slut?" he said with a nasty smile. I just continue to eat the hairy butthole stationed over my face. "What?" he asked with slight bolt of anger that I had not responded appropriately. I broke away long enough to say, "Yes Daddy, I am enjoying it very..." and before I could finish speaking, he had stuffed his cock back in my mouth. The sounds of slurping, sucking and gagging turn him on more, and ramped up his aggression level. Fucking my face, he leaned forward and put his hand on my cock - "Fuck, all that teasing and look at you” giving a brutish laugh as he shook my little 4-inch erect clitty. Shit, this Latino bastard was brutally manhandling my junk and I was getting turned on! There was no denying it. I was rock hard and leaking. It was by no means gentle, he was making fun of my little member as he jacked it with his thumb and two fingers. Jacking and slapping, this rough treatment of my sissy parts had me in total confusion. Just as I was starting to be aroused, Mario’s true plan came to light. "Seems you haven't made me cum yet puta, so now I’m forced to fuck your fat ass ok?" He was not asking for my approval, it was a statement. I tried to object but I couldn't speak, my mouth was stuffed full of cock. Standing up and tossing me on the bed "Ain’t no fucking bitch going to tease me like I’m some punk.” “Take that dress off puta” he demanded. I hesitated, then saw he was not to be disrespected and I removed my dress and skooched to the top of the bed. “Now get on all-fours like a dog and hang your ass over the edge of the bed.” “But Daddy you promised…” I said meekly totally watching my tone. My comment was met was a swift and hard smack on the ass which I knew left a hand print. “Puta, I’m about to blowout that asshole” If I thought my heart was pounding before, I was wrong. It was beating so hard it was almost hard to breathe. “Daddy please let me suck you again, I promise to do it better” I said trying to find a compromise or escape from what I knew he had planned for my poor little ass cunt. “I thought I wanted to be fucked tonight but I was wrong!” I pleaded. On my hands and knees at the edge of the bed, I heard the floor creak as he walked around the side of the bed. He stopped to the side of me and gripped his fat 10-inch tool. “Listen slut, the way I see it, you are a naked bitch in my room pretending to be girl. You can run if you want but there are going to be questions. He was right, and I was screwed. Scrambled for words and blurt out "But, but, but…I’m not ready!” “Not my problem” he snorted back. “No more games puta!” He reached in to a small bag next to the messy bed and took out a condom (thank God) and put it on himself, then stepped behind me. “Please use some lotion or something Daddy, please” grabbing the small bottle of complementary lotion on the stand, he coated my puckered cunt and rubbed some on my smoothly shaven balls. Next a thick meaty hand locked down on my waist and other on my shoulder. “Bet you will never tease another real man again you little bitch!” I was helpless and took a deep breath. “Arrrghh" was the next sound I uttered. “Ohhh yeah this shit is tight" Mario exclaimed. He didn't have to tell me! He withdrew a little bit before sliding in a little further, withdrew a little bit and slid in a little further then just said "Relax" before sliding all the way in. “OH fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck was all I could get out as his brutal Latino beast made my ass its home. Mario’s cock plundered my sissy cunt, but it wasn’t as bad as I envisioned. All I had to do was to take this mild beating until he comes I thought. Then the power slams began without mercy. He was fucking me like I owed him money, like he wanted to know what being fucked by an angry man felt like. “DADDDDY!” I screamed. Withdrawing for a moment gave my cunt a few seconds of relief. “Fuckkkk bitch, I want you to feel all this dick!” “You are going to know what what a real man feels like tonight!” "Ok puta that was just to break you in and get you ready, now it is time to be fucked for real.” “Oh No” I whispered under my breath. "Beg me to me fuck you" he ordered as he placed his cock at the entry to my ass. "Please fuck meeee,.. ahhhhhhwww!" is all I got out before he popped my cunt open again. "Beg!" he demanded. “Ple, pleas…please, fuckkk..” I sounded like I was speaking gibberish, but it was hard putting words together when my ass was being drilled mercilessly by a mad man packing a 10-inch weapon. Mario was pounding me with a steady rhythm he would plunge his cock all the way up my tight ass cunt, then three quarters of the way out, he would plunge that weapon back in again. Back and forth he pounded. he groaned and grunted has he hammered away, I could his sticky sweat on my back and ample ass cheeks as he plowed me. The violation went on and on. Just my luck my I run into a savage Latino that thinks I’m a tease that deserves to be put in my place. Every so offend he would reach down, cup my clit and balls and squeezed it roughly as he laid on my back. A giant blob of precum came out of my cock, he scooped it on his dirty stained finger and stuck it in my mouth for me to lick clean. He continued to pound my ass, enjoying his new tight fucktoy. Squeezing and stroking my little sissy cock until I let out a moan, spewing cum over my stomach and sheets. He slowed his rhythm, scooped up what cum he could find in the dark and again fed it to me. After a moment or two, the sweaty beast returned to his power pounding. I was spent, me had completely femininized me. I gritted my teeth as he kept ramming his meat pipe up my bruised sissy cunt. I really needed him to cum because he showed no signs of slowing and the more he pounded, the sorer I was going to be in the morning. I momentary slipped off the bed due to my legs being fatigued, holding this same position for what seemed like hours. Mario, just grabbed some pillows near the headboard, stacked them at the end of the bed, scooped me up from the floor and planted me on top. I had zero resistance. I felt a large glob of spit it dead center of my burning butthole before the assault continued. Again, his deep thrusts were met with my slight moans, then he started grunting as loads of his cum began unloading in my sore asshole. I felt disgusted as his baby juice sprayed inside pussy. But I was happy it was finally over. He slipped his cock out of me, then in a proud statement said, “Take is how a REAL man fuck a little sissy!” Walking over to the side of the bed, Mario slapped me with his wet, spent cock and casually barked, “Now be a good slut and clean it for me". He wasn't really giving me a choice as he pressed it against my lips, till I took him in my mouth. I gently licked his cock and balls clean, getting the aroma of musk, sweet, ass and cum up my nostrils. "See little puta, you can't tell me you didn't enjoy that.” “I wasn’t moaning in pleasure Daddy!” “Some of that really hurt.” I said like a pouty, stubborn brat. Laughing, then got up and made his way in the dark bathroom where I believed he went to further wash himself off. I rolled onto my side of the bed, but this time got under the covers. Mario exited just in time to see the power return. With that he flicked off the lights and turned the air conditioner on full blast before he got under the covers. Once again, a strong arm pulled me back and in a spooning position as his deflated cock rested next to my wet bottom. He was drenched in sweat and my back was now covered in his sweat and musk.

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

i thought i was straight my whole life until i started taking uppers and did some exploring. i let my gay friend of severak years stick his raw dick up my ass and i can't believe how much i loved the feeling. this is now my 4th time doing it with him and i don't care one bit if this means im gay, bi, or whatever. i love bending over for him and feeling the head of his dick rubbing my hole. it's never hurt me either which surprised me. when he slid it all the way in i was soooo turned on. he was so gentle with me and kept making sure i was alright. i said "holy shit this feels kinda cool." and he got really excited for me and himself lol. what drove me crazy was when he fucked me doggy over my bed, he then grabbed my dick with his hand and jerked me off. it felt so good to get my dick stroked i was in heaven. this time we timed it PERFECTLY and just as i felt like dick throbbing and cumming in my ass, i came myself with him stroking me. im not gonna lie i was always just good friends with him but this kinda made me feel closer to him. i begged him to do this again with me and he said "yes totally" and now im jist counting the days until i can feel his dick up my ass again and feel him cumming in me. fuck, i wish i started this sooner. is it normal to love it this much the first time?

I just had my third time ever and the guy was a redneck twice my age with a HUGE cock. He said 11 inches. He just dumped three loads back to back in me while he verbally taunted me and called me all kinds of names, and he even made me drink his piss! I feel so slutty and so hot. I LOVED IT, HAHA. I came handsfree just from him putting it in.

My kinda bottom!! I walk away still horny after 1 load.

I love tops like you. I had a fuckbud in Chattanooga who is a multi-cummer and he loved I could just keep taking him using me til he was spent. Got to film a porn scene with a multi-cummer and he had a number of loads in me. We continued to have sex after we were done filming because we were still horny. Love being around guys with insatiable appetites like mine.

So, we hooking up for breeding yet in London?

I love being watched by a 3rd or more. Kinda makes it like im performing or being shown. I love getting cheers or talked to, being called names. Is a huge turn on

I never understood what a Jacuzzi was, but to my translation it is a Spa basically. I have always had a fascination with sex in them. I love the fact that over the bubbles and water two different things can happen. On the surface it can look as though you are almost bored but below hands are furiously working away, jerking off yourself and others. Ever since I was a teenager I was obsessed with sex under the water. I would look for a spa in a Public pool and would always find a willing cock under the bubbles. As I got older I went from Public Spas to Bathhouses. Then I became more of an exhibitionist. I would push my head under the hot bubbles and start sucking cock. My biggest joy would be a mouth full of cum under the water. The day this went to another level is the day I would like to tell the tale of. I was in the Bathhouse on a Saturday. I was one of four in the Spa. Guys were wandering about around the Spa, casually looking in as they went to the sauna, the Steamroom or the Showers. Meanwhile I was jerking off a young guy with mousy blond hair and hairy legs. I was starting to finger his tight hairy hole and he was squirming but trying hard to look as though he was bored. It was harder for him as I was starting to finger his foreskin with my other hand . He was breathing heavily and his tight ass was starting to let me push my finger further in his ass. Opposite me were two men trying to look as though nothing was happening in front of them . That was not happening underneath though. Each of the guys opposite were trying to play footsies underneath the bubbles. This was all about to change. Underneath the sign “ No sex allowed in Spa” ( whoops) two new guys hopped into the Spa. One guy obviously wanted to relax . He picked the spot near me ( whoops). The other guy sat opposite me , in between the two guys trying to play footsies. Everything stopped underneath the bubbles for a moment, except my finger sinking into the hairy asshole on the other side of me. While the guy next to me obviously really wanted to relax and closed his eyes. The guy opposite was completely alert to everything around him. He smiled at me in a knowing way. He didn’t waste any time. He was tall,I could tell. This guy was not going to play any of the games that occurred in the spa. “ I want to fuck you” he said to me out loud. Everyone looked at me. “I um” I stuttered out. He lurched forward towards me and with one hand put a finger up my ass. Then he swung me around. It was so sudden I had to stabilise myself on the the tiles of the spa. I felt his his large cock at the entrance of my ass. It was all so sudden that when he rammed into me I almost screamed. I lost complete control. He laughed as he turned me around ,his bare dick rammed up my ass. It was so big . I was now staring at the two guys who looked astonished. The blond I had been finger fucking next to me started to groan. The guy bare fucking me was also feeling him up with his spare hands. The tall top guy suddenly said to the blond twink. “ I want you to spread your ass in front of the slut’s face I am fucking ,Now!!” Without hesitation the blond twink waded in front of me and spread his hairy ass above the hot bubbles in front of my face. This was the balance I needed. While this bare cock pushed further into me , my tongue pushed into the wet hairy blond ass , each hand holding this twinks ass stabilising me. It was delicious and I was in heaven.The twink in turn trying to stabilising himself was now pumping the cocks of the guys in front of him. Both were madly smiling. One stood up so he could get sucked, which the twink promptly did. Meanwhile the guy who just wanted to rest was glaring at each of us and pointing to the sign with no sex allowed. We all ignored him. The guy pumping me with his bare cock became harder. He pushed himself further into me. “I am cumming “he yelled as he forced himself into me.He held himself there for a moment then took himself out of me while pushing my face further into the hairy ass of the twink. He then ,without a word got out of the Spa. This left a space where disapproving relaxed guy took the opportunity to flee out of the spa, muttering to himself. Quite a crowd had gathered around the spa to jerk and watch. Meanwhile with cum up my ass I now was fully horny. I took my mouth off the moist wet ass of the twink and without so much as a hello pushed my dick against the twink’s hole. He pushed back against me and my cock started to enter him. Several guys at this stage, who had been watching, got into the Spa and hands started to go everywhere. I felt another dick against my ass and then a push into me. I was in heaven. I didn’t turn around to see who it was. I didn’t care. I was getting close and I felt myself push forward. I hardly could say the words out loud, it was so intense. “ I am cumming” As I breathed heavily I let go of the Twink. He saw this as his sign to climb onboard the guy he had been sucking and soon was being fucked. I got out of the Spa and made my way to the showers. For the next five minutes you heard groans and more people jerking off near the Spa, getting off on the action. Suddenly the bathhouse attendant walked in to where the Spa was “ Don’t you read the signs? No sex in the Spa !” People started jumping out and trying to disappear as quickly as they could. “ Don’t you know all the germs you can get from Spas?” There was silence now. I walked with my towel around me past the Spa. Only one person was in it. The guy who wanted to relax at the beginning. He had a smirk on his face and when I passed ,he pointed at the sign. I smiled at him. I thought “ Fuckwit”

I volunteer! One load is never enough and I never want a top to take his cock out of my willing hairy fuckhole. I've been known to sleep with a guys dick buried deep inside me and the fucking has continued into the morning even while both half asleep 😈😉😈

At my local clinic where I get my tests done they swab my mouth, have me self-swab inside my hole and give a urine sample, just before they take my blood samples. I think of testing and getting results as a responsibility and pure upside. Each time I get negative results I'm able to advertise my "just tested and neg" cunt for men to mount and enjoy. It's like a little sexual rebirth...

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wow that is one tiny clit! hard to say if you should just have it all removed.... I say keep it because it makes you more of a faggot to have a tiny non functional clit dick

I really wish that I had the nerve to go to a hotel fuck fest. My fear of STD is what keeps me away. I've never gone to one but I have such a burning desire to go. It would do me no good to go with a condom since I can't fuck with a condom.

6. The load I had just taken had been massive, and my hole felt slick as I buzzed Sir’s apartment a few minutes later. It was three minutes to eight, right on time. The first words out of Sir’s mouth when I got in the apartment were, “Get in the bedroom and strip. Have your phone out. I want to watch the videos you took for me today.” Eagerly I ran into the bedroom and stripped off. Without being told to I got on the bed on all fours with my ass pointing towards the door. “Fuck,” Sir said, sliding a finger into my hole, “That is not the cunt that left last night. How many men fucked you today pig?” “Ten, Sir. Eleven loads.” “Good job, how long since the last one bred you?” “Like ten minutes,” I laughed. “Seriously?” He dropped the hard dominant exterior for a minute and seemed genuinely surprised and pleased, “How’d you pull that off?” “Well, I was walking over and saw on Scruff that one of the guys who had fucked me this morning lived like a block from you. So, I messaged him and he dumped a load in me against his front door.” I could feel the heat rising in my face, I was turned on but saying it out loud also a little embarrassed at what I had done. “What does he look like?” Sir had stopped fingering my well fucked hole and I looked over my shoulder to see him stripping off behind me. “Tall, kinda twinkish, cock like a fucking tall boy…” He laughed, “I guess you’ve met Rex then. That’s so funny. You’ll get use to his cock if I keep you. He’s one of mine.” “Alright,” he said as he started to rub his already hard cock on my cummy hole, “Pull up the first video, and I’m gonna fuck you while I watch these guys use your cunt.” He pressed the tip in. “What you’re gonna learn boy is I don’t like tight holes, I like slut holes. I like breeding a well-used pussy.” He started sliding the full length of his cock into me, and I groaned as I opened my phone. “Oh fuck,” he groaned, “This is much better. You did good boy.” “Thank you Sir!” “Start the video boy, I’m ready to breed your cunt.” I started the first video, holding my phone over my shoulder so that we could both watch the jock from this morning breed my hole. Sir fucked me slowly at first, then harder and harder with each video. Finally, after he’d watch Rex breed me the second time, Sir grabbed my phone and started recording himself. His pace changed, with one hand holding my hip and the other filming he was pounding me harder than he had before. Had I not been so full of cum and loose from a long day of fucking I wouldn’t have been able to take it. I was making noises I never had before, and the sound of slapping skin and my wet hole filled the room. I felt droplets of sweat fall from Sir’s face onto my back. Sir was shaking, and grunting like a wild animal. Then with a literal roar he stuffed his cock as deep as it would go inside me and flooded my already over full cunt with his load. He grunted and fell forward on my back, his hairy body pressed against mine. I felt his sweat on my back, and the smell of sex wreaked from both of us. I collapsed forward and we both landed in a heap on the bed, his fat cock still buried in my abused hole. We lay like that for a long time, Sir’s arms snaked around my body as his cock deflated and eventually slipped from my hole. This was not the same kind of domination but I still knew I was his as he rolled to lay next to me on the bed, my back still pressed to his chest. “You did well boy, you proved that you can be a cum slut. I’m very proud,” he cooed in my ear. “Thank you, Sir,” my voice barely more than a whisper. “Your reward boy will be at least one more load from me tonight, and then a good night’s rest.” “Yes, Sir.” “And then, tomorrow we’ll start your next task.” “My next task?” “Yes boy, you’ve shown that you can be a slut when you’re in control, when you get to pick guys you think are hot, but now I want to see if you can be a slut when you’re not in control. Tomorrow, when you leave here I’m going to send you to some of my friends’ houses. You will let them fuck you, no matter who they are. If you can do that then I’ll know you’re a boy worth keeping.” His cock had started to harden again as he spoke, and I felt it pressing between my slick cheeks. I ground my ass back against him, trying to get his cock head inside of me. “But something already tells me that you are. Get on your back boy, I want to kiss you while I use this cunt this time.”

Wow got fucked in an alley last night. Was chilling at the park, and this BBC from Grindr hits me up. He couldn't host, and I didn't want to go home first. He said he had a 4 day load and we could find a good spot in an alley. And he was just a few blocks away. We meet outside his place, and go in the alley the next block over. Found a semi-isolated spot near some trash cans and a dumpster. About the spot I'd choose to take a piss. We pull our pants down and he gets to work. I'm taking black dick in an alley and it feels so good and dirty. That and the humid air. He seriously feels amazing. 5 mins later he tells me he's gonna cum and all I can respond with is my moaning. He dumps that big load in me and we are done. We pull up our pants, and we go our separate ways. I'm such a whore

It was getting pretty late by now so I dropped Ray a quick response from Jake: "Ray, Sir, I'd love to meet you and wrestle with you. I don't really have any limits. I'm neg, 5'5'' and 90lbs, here's a pic of me hard" Ray got back pretty quickly with his response: "Fuck yeah. I'd love to wrestle you. Stakes match, no limits, no safe words. I'm about 410lbs, toxic poz. This is me" Ray had clearly bulked out some more since I last saw him but he looked good. I wrote back: "Wow, you are huge and hot, Sir. Toxic poz, does that mean you have HIV? My immune system cant take that. I'm already pretty weak at the moment to be honest" Ray responded. "Don't worry about it. I'll pull out if I get to fuck you. Is your place private? You definitely ok with no limits, give yourself to me?" I wrote back with Jake's address. "Yeh, i live alone. Whatever you want to do Sir, I'm yours. TBH, I don't have a lot left in my life." Ray finalised the meeting and added "Great fag. You know your place and your use in life" I was hard again..

was just hanging out at an outdoor cruising spot with a half dozen strangers loads dripping from my well used pussy with nothing but tiny girls shorts on when an older daddy came up to me and said "sure is hot out. nice shorts" I played it coy by saying "thanks. do you wanna fuck me?" he said "sure, are you working?" I said "I came here to take loads. you got one for me?" he said "sure where you wanna take it" I said "come to those bushes and fuck me"and walked over to the trail entrance but instead of walking through to a more discrete area where guys usually fuck I pulled off my shorts just inside the treeline, bent over again a tree and said "fuck me right here" he said"aren't you worried about someone seeing?"I said "no I want people to see"so he slid right in and went to town calling me a "slutty little exhibitionist"and asking about where I have been fucked in public.he fucked me for about ten minutes and surprisingly nobody came along and said "I bet you want me to fuck your ass right out in the open" I said you can fuck me anywhere you want"he said "leave your shorts on the ground n come with me.i'm gonna give you what you want"then grabbed my hand and walked me out of the trees into the wide open part where he found me and said "get on your hands n knees"got in behind me and fucked me right where anyone could easily see, even cars driving past about 50 yds away.before he shot his load in me another daddy came out of the bushes and watched from about 30 feet away. shot his load in me in about another minute. the other guy didn't fuck me but he said "that was hot" after I went back to grab my shorts and I walked past him.

Chapter 1: True Dark Convert Samael slowly inhaled the scent of the bar: cigarette smoke, vapors of booze, and the oils that preserved the harsh yet slick leather gear of the patrons of the bar. He inhaled deeper; his paranormal senses reaping the sensations no mere mortal human could detect: lust, gluttony, envy, and then finally he honed in on that sweet emotion that hinted innocence. The fear was mild, being managed by bravery and courage that Samael had bestowed upon the young man but he maliciously grinned as his gaze focused on his target. Across the bar Kane sat on a wide bench trying to keep to himself while he stared with wide eyes around the bar. His nervousness would normally have kept him far from a gay leather bar but he reassured himself reading his messages. The young man had a large denim vest with cut off sleeves and had tried his best to pull off a tough guy look; even waxing his blond hair and regretting how he looked like a slick 50’s style grease-ball but the sleek shine of his skin would tell an experienced patron that he was nervous. Kane was sweating, his courage starting to question his belief in whether his contact would show. Trying once again to discreetly check the photos sent to try to find a match in the nearby crowd. “You shouldn’t hold out for a no show-” Kane heard to his side and he looked up at a middle-aged burly man holding a drink. The modest bear wore a blue and metal harness and gave a cheerful grin. “Life’s too short to wait around for patience.” The young man tried to look confident as his brain raced to respond with something witty but Kane couldn’t help but try to discreetly move back. The older bear laughed and fondled a tiny metal canister before taking a quick inhale from it. “Sometimes you gotta seize the night and jump to the exciting thrills.” Kane saw the metal canister offered to him as he heard a separate cold deep voice. “Or the boy is being obedient and waiting for a proper daddy to show him the ropes at the pace he knows is best for him.” A firm hand gripped Kane’s shoulder as the hunting stranger looked up behind his prey. At first there was a look of cool before the bear’s face dropped and he nodded before turning off. Kane’s heart started to slowly pump back to life from the uncomfortable situation before he slowly looked up past his shoulder to see his liberator. The young man nervously grinned before quietly saying “Hi”. Samael’s facial expression changed from cheerful to stern. No human would have heard those words with the loud music and voices but he distinctly addressed the greeting. “Funny, I was beginning to think you weren’t just acting for fun through the messages boy.” The observation was simple but it worked. Kane started to focus in the same mindset as he had flirted and submitted through online messages. The environment around them wasn’t such an interference as was previously feeding the boy’s nervousness as he corrected himself. “I apologize Sir, I’m adapting to this new experience and I honor the opportunity to finally meet you Sir.” Mental logic started processing quickly in Kane’s mind; trying to review as much as he consciously memorized to make sure he was following the rules that had naturally formed when talking to Samael; a man he found himself desiring to follow and learn from. He tried his best to stay as he was and not waver or move unless ordered to. Kane’s eyes had met Samael and he eagerly awaited a response to continue. Those eyes of Samael’s reflected the occasional strobe light as they drew in the young man’s gaze, reading him and the younger male’s eagerness. Samael’s face remained cold and stern as he patted his long awaited subject. “Very good boy, go get me whatever is on tap and a double shot of bourbon.” The elder ordered and firmly handed Kane some cash. Kane firmly gripped the bills and walked to the line for the bartender. He tried to look confident and firm; a slight ping of concern that he might ask for ID since he technically was 19. Luckily the facial hair had developed earlier in life than most and did add a couple of years helping him slip through the front door or so he thought. He didn’t even realize an obvious problem when he handed the cash over to pay for Samael’s order. “You’re a bit short son.” Kane looked and realized he had only been given $3. His face was surprised and instinctively tried to turn to look at Samael but caught himself before he could face defeat. It had to be a test. “Sorry about that.” A hand slipped into his pocket and Kane pulled out a $20 before trying to smoothly hand it off to the bartender. The young man’s chest sunk when he realized that was his bus ticket home and he only got back $5 from that one bill. He nervously put the cash he got from Samael in the tip jar hoping it would be suitable for that embarrassing encounter before he retrieved the beverages. Samael was wetting a cigar with his mouth and Kane got a better look at him in person on his return. The leather daddy’s beard was black reaching down to the bottom of his pecs which were covered by a leather vest unbuttoned; revealing a thick skin but what appeared to be 3 vertical scars down the front. As he approached closer with the drinks he noticed deep red outlines and highlights upon his leather gear, boots and belt holding his jeans that sternly accented his outfit. “Let’s go outside boy.” With that Samael looped his arm around the boy’s shoulder and guided him through the crowd to the outdoor patio. A grin emerged between the elder’s lips as he was anticipating making the boy squirm but had to keep his ambitions in control. He definitely couldn’t let him fully wander far with too many fallen souls to scare him off after finally luring him in. As soon as they were within the door’s range he lit the cigar and Kane shuddered, smelling the aroma; deep, rich, and a burning that was all new to him and intimidating. He especially was thrilled when Samael didn’t care to shield his exhale from the boy and Kane tried everything to avoid coughing but he couldn’t. “You’ll get used to it, it helps to develop those darker tastes we talked about.” Samael put away his lighter and tasted the beer. “Any cash left boy?” A quick response sputtered out. “No Sir.” “Oh really?” Kane felt a firm hand on the back of his neck and he was forced to face those disapproving eyes again. “So how much did it cost?” He didn’t think he would have to be forced to admit how Kane resolved the shortfall. So of course he had to be direct as he felt the pressure on spine. “It was $15 Sir.” “So how is that covered with the $3 I gave you?” Samael puffed on the cigar drawing in the smoke in his mouth. The ember from the small fire reflected wickedly in the pupils of the leather daddy’s eyes; almost scaring Kane to try to escape but all he could do was start to crumble. “I used a $20 I had to cover it.” The chest had started to release tension and relax at the confession but Samael’s brow furrowed and the unfamiliar stench of cigar smoke bombarded Kane’s breathing. “So what happened to my $3 if you blew your $20?” Samael demanded as Kane coughed. “This is what happens when you’re not direct with me boy, you choke on useless words.” Struggling to get his breath back as he felt his lungs swell a bit. “I was-” He stressed but one look at the man before he forced it out. “-ashamed Sir. For not even checking how much you gave me before I ordered your drinks. So I tipped the $3 to the bartender.” Kane had sunk to his knees and found Samael’s boots, well cared for leather with red embossed engraving and a silver emblem but he couldn’t make it out being dizzy. But kneeling before the boots changed his focus and the dominant man caught it. “Boy when I ask you a question you never lie to me and you sure as hell answer it directly. Give me what you have left and I’ll let you kiss and lick my boots.” There was a slight hesitation as Kane instinctively reached to grab the last of his currency. What was he going to do to get home? He couldn’t call his family or friends to pick him up, they would ask too many questions. Why did he have to give his safe passage home to someone he just met tonight in person? That last thought occurred right as Kane reached up holding that $5 bill to the man he was bowing before. “Good boy.” The paper slipped out of his fingers and the sensation of complete vulnerability started to sink deep within Kane. Others were watching, he felt shame overwhelming him in his emotions. But he looked up and seemed to know but not realize that was necessary. “Now you may ask, boy.” On his knees looking up, Kane could sense about a dozen sets of eyes beaming at him besides the bold pair he stared into before him. The pressure converted the anxiety into obedience and he eagerly said. “May I kiss and lick your boots, Sir?” Samael felt a ping of regret wondering if he’d passed the point and if it had interfered with his plans. He was enjoying this, forcing a man with his power to submit to this humiliation and obedience but there was a greater purpose laid out for Kane he had to commit to. “Yes boy.” As Kane crawled forward and licked the toe cap and lining of his boots, Samael tried to focus the drive. He was confident the boy before him was the perfect being to fulfill his needs but he feared he had already planted the dark ideas too forcefully now. “Get up and sit down on the bench boy.” Samael ordered and Kane seemed a bit heart-fallen as he obediently stopped and sat in the directed spot. A couple others gestured disapproval in the short discipline but they went to mind their own business. “I guess I got carried away.” Kane’s mentality seemed to shake as he saw a gentile face looking down at him. He warmed up to his developed personality and immediately went into a polite gentile response. “It’s completely fine, I feel like I might be a bit over-eager.” A smile and chuckle emerged as Samael rubbed the younger man’s head, that smile bearing into a malicious smirk out of site as he realized that Kane’s purity had preserved itself just in time. And the boy’s ambitions revealed his suspicions. Putting on his caring act he pursued his ploy “Kane, there was a question I needed to ask you that I didn’t feel was appropriate online.” The boy raised a brow, intrigued as they had discussed many [banned word] topics and kinky topics but it had all been fantasy and thoughts before, never actually playing or acting it out. Before Kane could inquire Samael asked. “What was your deepest desire when you started checking out the websites and interest in the leather community?” Kane seemed confused, not by what was asked but realizing this is what was driving him earlier when he was on his knees and his craving to submit and lick the boots had full control practically. He recognized and identified it but couldn’t seem to understand it. “Well, I…” Desperation fed by paranoia brought up panic in Kane as he started to think in a submissive manner. “Sir, I feel a purpose to-” “No, no.” Samael calmly interrupted. He softly hugged the boy to his body, feeling Kane’s hair on his chest as he squeezed and rubbed. “You haven’t seemed to answer this question yourself. And you need to fully comprehend what this ambitious purpose will result in if you continue to allow it to motivate you.” Kane felt so assured he was in the hands of pure experience and wisdom; and contributing to his eventual doomed fate it was divine truth. He was searching blindly through his mind, breaking down the sensations and trying to deduce what had led him to this point. “I needed to escape.” “From something dangerous?” “No, from….well actually it feels like I needed to escape to something dangerous.” The leather daddy’s hopes were building into gratitude in his efforts and purpose. Samael implored. “Well that doesn’t sound normal but what was holding you back from pursuing your needs?” The answer presented itself plainly before Kane but he couldn’t believe it. “No, that can’t-” Samael thought to keep the boy on track but he knew he was already in a mental tailspin to realize the truth. He knew it was inevitable at this point. “I grew up never missing Church, never hating another man or woman, being brought up to eventually follow my father’s guidance into the ministry. I’ve never known anything other than the bright spirituality of our Lord and Savior. I’ve never gotten to explore and understand the-” Kane stopped and seemed to struggle to speak the words he couldn’t comprehend. “I can help you explore the...drives and unknown things you wish to discover. But I can’t help you if you can’t identify what’s holding you back.” Samael motivated, waiting to hear what he had patiently waited for nearly in four months. Kane stuttered, almost as if he was about to cry but then an emotion helped him conquer the uncertainty and build determination: doubt. “I have to escape from my own purity.” Samael couldn’t help himself, he chuckled eventually laughing with a boom as he squeezed and held Kane tighter. The boy was concerned initially that he had said something foolish but the laugh brought a chill of wickedness that grew concerning. Before he could contemplate another thought of concern Samael released him from the hug and leaned down. “Boy, I can help you escape from Purity once and for all.” Kane heard those words and instead of relief a burning drive erupted in him that caused a yearning for unrestrained freedom but alerted his spiritual sense of self preservation and control. “But-...what will happen to me-” “More than likely you will slowly start to escape from the bounds of purity as this world was born in Sin and temptations assure no escape. You find a yearning to indulge and enjoy the satisfaction of Sin but your spiritual clarity won’t let you damage your reputation of a pure soul, will it?” Kane felt trapped between himself and a guiding power of undeniable logic that was trying to save him. “But what will happen to my soul?” Samael thought to take a gamble, but he was afraid that he would lose control and devour the young man before him. But there was no other alternative; he needed that final motivation. Samael voided the gap between Kane and him, bringing their lips in a deep and passionate kiss while forcing his essential hunger to subside with great effort. Samael broke the kiss, struggling for air and so was Kane. The young man panted heavily wide eyed at the man who had broken the illusion secretly harming himself. “What will happen to your life? This is your time and place to make the choices that fulfill your purpose.” Kane’s face was in a state of wonder and epiphany before he sternly looked at the man he needed. “Help me.” The foul being revealed it’s malicious smile at the boy as he exploited the surrender. Kane’s expression didn’t even falter as his capulation was determined. “You weren’t going to need that money for the bus anyway. I’m taking you home to corrupt you.” Kane’s hands had been tied, his eyes blindfolded, and ordered to remain quiet and to clear his heads of all thoughts. After the realization of what he needed most from his desires he thought that last order would be quite impossible but a fog seemed to manifest in his thoughts; slowing the transition of his logical thinking or any sense of question. In those rigid moments before he succumbed to this mental state he thought he might have been drugged but it was nonetheless the ability of a fallen angel. Samael didn’t release the mental fog until Kane’s body was fully restrained upon a round stone altar with his own symbol bestowed since before time. The boy’s body was fully exposed to the light of the burning oils and lamps that casted glowing reflections upon statues, metal emblems, and artifacts unfamiliar to humans for millennia that cast swirling shadows around the room. The only natural light that didn’t emit from a malevolent object were sparse lights from the city trying to reach in from the skylights of the warehouse roof. But even the stars would not show through to the lair of sinful bounds pulsing from the pit of the abandoned factory basement. Knowing he had to work quickly before his window would close forever and Kane would be lost to the primal inhibitions of mankind, Samael sliced through the palm of his hand before smearing it on the center of Kane’s back chest. The warm blood started to increase in temperature and start to burn the skin causing the offering to call out. “What have I done?!” Kane bellowed into the altar, unable to move as he felt the searing mark his skin before vanishing into vapor. “You have betrayed your soul, banishing your sense of purity from it and denying its purpose.” Samael replied back, yelling boldly to echo and impact his victim. He could sense the one emotion building up in Kane’s soul that he needed most of all to pull him through and use him as a host. There was a lack of fear, shame, or doubt; guilt was overcoming the boy who willingly fell before wicked intent. “I beg Mercy! I pray for Salvation from our lord and savior! Condemn my wretched soul once you save me from the wicked!” Samael grinned, Kane’s subconscious thoughts were being manipulated against him and generating guilt; the one sentiment that would preserve the purity long enough for him to harvest and manifest the new being. He couldn’t help but enjoy the mental torment Kane was subjecting, in a way to himself. Especially as his blood continued to mystically mark his skin in long forgotten patterns and phrases that were channeling changes to the host body. “You deserve none. God will not follow you here and I will be your savior through darkness and whatever light you may try to face. Your own body betrays your sense of innocence as it reveals what your true desires ache for.” Kane’s body vibrated with blissful sensations and soon his cock achingly grew erect; the full shaft sliding across the altar as pre-cum barely helped; the friction scraped his cock head as it dragged across the rough stone surface. The light scratches burned as the blood triggered a reaction from the altar and amplified masochist desires in Kane. The mere human cried out for release from this distress; sensations he couldn’t fathom corresponding all at once upon him. The wretchedness of what occurred before him caused Samael’s own cock to pulse with veins that turned into a deep unholy black. Samael’s body reacted to the progression of the ritual, slowly revealing the spiritual being within as it’s lust for the event grew immense. The pupils in his eyes had grown dark before emitting red glimmers of immoral radiance. Hairs in his beard had changed to silver and white; the patterns showing grim age and an abominable reflection around the face of what used to be human. The piercings on his body showed ancient dark symbols that pulsed and glowed in random sequence as the muscles near each emblem fed with each surge in demonic energy. Fangs snarled as a long tongue emerged from the mouth of the body as claws grew and stretched in a fierce method from the man’s bare feet and knuckles. There was no longer a grin, or hint of any corrupt joy upon the being as it stared hungrily with a purpose at the human flailing against the metal restraints. The full leather harness complimented the body as it grew and warped. It showed the cursed symbol of Samael and a demonic symbol that ended with sharp, clawed biohazard symbols, glimmering a vicious red amongst the unnatural shadows. A deep voice erupted as the being approached it’s victim. “Your purity is no longer bound to your soul, you have denied your right to approach the gates of paradise.” Samael’s cock completely swelled to a fierce fourteen inches with bulbs and ridges; inspiring intimidating thoughts of sinister repercussions. “You will surrender your purity to the birth of a grim being to be bonded to you; grow with it in strength, presence and corruption as you walk among the earth. You will surrender your body to God’s venom and let it course through your veins till your body turns to ash. Allow the dark one within you to grow upon the life suffering of mankind through the venom as it contaminates you and any body you bond with as one.” Kane gasped in horror with his sentence even as his thoughts profusely echoed in his mind. He felt the restraints vanish without a sound in the shadows as he heard Samael step up on the altar. He turned over, slowly crawling back as terror started to grow. The boy recognized the being nearly twice his size in height as the monstrosity version of the leather daddy. And yet with all emotions and wicked pressures weighing on him he still strangely felt the yearning to submit. “Sir!” Kane pleaded as he climbed forward and fully bowed nude before the demonic master. “I beg of you, I pledge my servitude in whatever time and commitment submitted as I am. To fulfill in any way adoration of you as my master.” Samael paused his approach as he maliciously started laughing at the human and suddenly Kane gasped as his own voice bellowed in his head; different phrases all at once but each one clearly distinct before and after. “I will serve you with full commitment, Sir.” “I want to be owned by you Sir.” “Your will shall be my fate, Sir.” “I do not want to know purity by your will, Sir.” “I want to be corrupted by your will, never questioning my dark desires and ambitions, Sir.” “I want to earn the right to call you my master, Sir.” Kane deeply panted in confused lust as his cock dribbled pre-cum with endless fathom at the self realization of what he had just heard from deep within. He heard from Samael “You have already surrendered yourself to your deepest desires. Your plea is of no necessary matter even to you.” Kane felt a weird mix of defeat yet fulfillment, wanting to feel foolish it took him this long to realize what he wanted but before he could contemplate he saw a muscled clawed foot before him and he looked up, seeing all the dark, toxic, and malicious tattoo’s, markings, and scars etched on the scuffed muscles before his eyes met the captivating glare of his master. “Now submit to your desires and receive what I shall bestow upon you.” The faulted man gazed over the glowing biohazard markings constrained within a pentagram, and the symbol he strangely trusted was the one bonded to the mythical being before him. With barely any struggle, Kane turned around on all fours and presented his body before the dark being. “Please Sir, I gladly accept and honor what you are about to grant me.” Kane heard a roar of hunger before he felt the force of Master Samael pinning him and prostrating him with the unholy toxic cock. The nerves overloaded with severe pain and emotional despair that his brain started to pass out but his master halted that human function first. The shaft was still intruding the bowls of Kane, causing the human to scream out in excruciating pain as he felt his virgin hole torn and shredded. As his conscious mind attempted to make peace with his fate he gagged as he felt an invading tongue and gnawing kiss. Master Samael was invading Kane’s other hole and choking him with his profane tongue. The human who had discarded himself from his initial species initially thought it was to extend the torture but as he retched he felt an intimate factor. Kane’s eyesight was getting fuzzy with what was happening to him but he thought he saw his new demonic master express a sense of devotion in his work upon Kane; however he didn’t realize it was in more ways than one. Samael’s abilities concentrated as he invaded deeply into the human being; tuning in to match the spiritual connections of Kane and starting to viciously attack it. He had to break through to the soul so he could use Kane’s purity and innocence as long as they could both trap it. Samael was incredibly surprised; he truly had found the perfect human to fulfill his purpose. His feat would have been nearly impossible if Kane hadn’t been able to accept his actions and ambitions as his own and fulfill them without regret. His purity would have easily escaped as fear would have denounced his ambitions. And he had already corrupted too many mindless poz pigs over the decades. Despite Kane’s surrender to his demonic master his soul was still resilient and unable to deconstruct with any human will on itself. Samael’s attempts were proven fruitful though as eventually the human’s soul fell apart and imploded; it’s spiritual entities of morals, purpose, ambitions scattering and revealing it’s core purity. This was quickly and wholly engulfed by Samael with malicious and savory success. And for once the demon felt the pieces that had once been Kane and felt a slight emotion of regret. With their bodies, Samael started to glow violently as he stressed difficulty containing and holding the essence that was toxic in a way to all malevolent beings. Like radiation it was severely damaging the demonic master but with the talismans on his leather harness he overcame the core entrapment that had once claimed Kane. “Soon my slave, you will boast how this part of you that restrained you with such irrelevant purpose in life was corrupted and enabled you to spread blissful toxic lust.” The demon growled as he exploited the entity inside him into a fowl spiritual being. Unfortunately with Kane’s soul shattered, his body simply reacted to the physical sensations that he could feel: intense pain, the pressure from Samael’s body, tongue and shaft. His eyes listless and void, Kane would never be close to human again once Samael’s curse was completed. “Finally, I can enjoy this act of unholy initiation…” Samael was relieved as he withdrew his tongue from the front orifice of the body he was raping, allowing it to breathe properly. The demonic shaft, however, swelled and pulsed as not only would it be a charged toxic demon load, but one that would infuse another spiritual entity. As the demon plunged it’s profane dick into the human body it snarled. “You were so easy in the end to surrender to me. If it wasn’t for your purpose I would have corrupted your body long ago and kept you as a submissive slave even in human form.” Heavy amounts of blood and feral yellow bodily fluids squirted and dribbled out of Kane’s ass as Samael’s member plunged in. “I barely could contain myself waiting this long. But I had to entrap you in the purest form possible. And now that I know what you’re capable of, I can hardly regret forcing you through this.” The body’s anal region was pulverized as the shaft continued to forcibly invade. The demon seed was already dripping and corrupting it on a biological level: the HIV virus rapidly corrupting the cells with a toxic strain synthesized after years of mutations and transfers. The altar was vibrating with an ominous tone as it responded to the blood mixing between innocent and malice. Samael shuddered in bliss, barely keeping himself up. “You will pass this on with dark intent to innocent humans like you once were” Samael grunted as he could feel his member plunge deep into the muscles and tissues. He could only imagine how much blood he had infected mutilating Kane’s body like this. However he sneered; feeling a dark and twisted sensation as he got suddenly stimulated and his shaft started to rapidly swell. “Not only will you be pozzing humans like I would have inevitably done to you, but you shall be given more. You will help me in rescuing humans from their purity that they have used to enslave themselves. Behold the gift that I force upon your existence!” The skin tissue on Samael’s shaft started to harden as it expanded, forcing the brutally raped hole to stretch even further. Crystallized shards of demon cum started to emit from the slit and encased themselves in the blood drenched bowels to slowly transform the body into a malevolent being of darkness. The deep pants and groans coming from the dark beast grew rapid and quicker until a deep breath was forced and a shrieking roar bellowed from the jaws as an abominable orgasm ripped through him. Jets of demonic cum varying from potent yellow to toxic black rocketed from the slit and flooded the former human body it had mated with. The blood rapidly fused and started to change with a dark shadow genetic structure; the new demonic DNA spreading and corrupting other parts of the body in what would be a painful and masochistic thrilled sensation. The grim eyes of Kane slowly began to gain a sense of life as his spiritual entity was formed with a modified evolution. The former human feeling a sense of confusion, intense pain, and overwhelming sensations tying dark bliss and sadistic intent clawed at the surface of the altar as he called out in his state of wretchedness. He felt a slimy tongue wrap around him and invade his mouth. Kane suckled the tongue with intrigue, finding it almost calming to the overwhelming impacts that were erupting through his body. It was the only kindness he received as it guided him into a kiss with the mate that had remade him. The act passionately invigorated lust as it continued to plunge it’s rear member into him, forcing the seed it spawned deeper. It reassured the new formed demon of its place was well intended and in a way safe within the will of the monstrosity that had made him. With that it’s master allowed the sensations to overwhelm what was human to allow the new being to pass out in peace.

Sorry to be newb but two questions: 1. Is there a list of banned words? Not trying to exploit this just want to avoid annoying incorrect assumptions when a key word gets replaced with [banned word]. 2. How do you "like" content? I can see who liked it but not how they do it.

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.

You fuck or get fuck raw soon or later you will get something. If you don’t want to become Poz get on PrEP the other STDs they will happen just find a DR. You feel comfortable with and get checked out. The Dr is like a sports trainer keeping you healthy so you can play the Game of sex.

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

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

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

It's true! @leatherpunk16 and me do have a private cyber crush going, but I guess it's not so private anymore. I think that if we were in the same city, he would have finally admitted that he's a bug chaser for real and probably be POZ bred by now with toxic babies. You know that I enjoy the pervy chatter and all the other stuff.

White Straightish Guy, until engaging in a Cumulus Blowout. I immediately turn my Personal Sexual Desires and Search in Denver for a Ongoing Occasional FWB which has a Smooth Shaven Firmed Flesh Sickle / Balls and a Assgina for my Continuous Weekend Pleasurable Exchanges!!

PART 14 Something about what Ted had said and just the room and the whole scene had had an effect on me. I liked that he had all the lights on. I wanted to see him clearly. And I wanted him to see me. As I worked his cock with my mouth, I wasn’t shy in making eye contact and making it clear that I loved sucking him. His cock was so hard and every so often a fresh drop of precum would leak out, and that taste would make me even hornier. I took my time and he let me. I ran my tongue up and down the shaft. I licked his cock head. I sucked and licked his big cum filled balls. And I practiced taking a man’s cock deeper and deeper into your mouth. I wanted to be a good cocksucker for my top. My eyes watered and spit dropped off my chin but i worked more and more down my throat for longer and longer. The next day, my throat would be a little sore from ramming his cock down it, but for now all that mattered was his reaction and feeling his hardness in my mouth. Feeling it flex and throb as I sucked and licked it. “Fuck yeah Chris, work that Dick. I can’t wait to fuck you. I can’t wait much longer. You gonna give me that hole? You gonna let me have that little cunt to fuck?”, He said thru clenched teeth. I enthusiastically nodded and it wasn’t a few more seconds before he was pulling my lips off his cock and I wa hearing him say “Show me that hole. Turn around and show it to me.” I spun around and bent over the bed and spread my legs. “Climb up and get on your knees ass up and head down, with your knees near the edge.”, he commanded. It took me maybe 2 seconds to assume the position and hear him tell me “Yeah that’s it. Nice and spread. Your hole looks so hot Chris. So tight. And you live showing it to me don’t you?” “Yeah please. Please fuck me”, I begged. I felt him smearing lube onto my hole as he slowly teased it open. I gasped and bucked back into his touch. “What’s that sexy boy? What do you need?” He asked me, as his fingers worked me open. “Fuck me. Please fuck me. Fuck me til you cum. I need it.” I practically cried. And then I felt it. The blunt head of a rock hard man cock pressuring my hole, pushing it open. I focused on trying to relax my hole as he slid into me. I am sure I cried out a little as he was not being so gentle. He wasn’t ripping into me, but he was determined. It hurt but I didn’t care. I was so overloaded that I just needed his dick inside me. Even as I cried out in pain I was pushing back trying to impale myself on his cock. “Yeah boy open up. Open up that hole for me,” he grunted out. He never paused and I didn’t want him to, he just kept working my hole and sliding that huge Dick deeper and deeper. Despite the pain I was urging him on and pushing back. I wanted it all the way in. I really wanted it. He wasn’t going slow and easy and it wasn’t long before I hear hi tell me “I’m so close Chris. Your hole... I just can’t last. It’s like it’s pulling the cum up from my balls. I need to shoot in you baby. You want thAt?” Frantically i was begging him “yes! Yes! Yes!” A yes for every thrust into me that was knocking my breath out. And then he stopped. “Flip over on your back. I want to see your face when I give it to you.” He said. As he slid into me again, he pulled down close to me and began whispering to me. “Yeah. So close. So close to cumming in your hole. And you want it. That poz cum. You love this raw cock. I’m Gonna keep fucking you til you read poz just like me. As many loads as it takes.” And maybe that’s when he broke me. Who knows how many times I repeated the following words: “Fucking poz cum” and “as many loads as it takes” he just stArted pounding me then and within maybe a minute he practically shouted as he drove hArd into me “Fucking huge load. Pozzing you now. Fucking take it. Take my fucking cum.” I wrapped my legs around to pull him in, my ass milking his shaft to get every drop. He throbbed and flexed as he tried to push every bit out. Finally, I felt his cock slip out of me and he pulled back to catch his breath. He looked down at me and smiled. “Are you gonna come back later when you need more?” I nodded. “Anytime you need my cum, just call. I want my cum inside you every day sexy boy. Every day.”

Part 26 　 Hank then led me over to the couch and we sat down. He leaned over and planted his lips on mine and I returned the kiss. As we were kissing, we were groping at each other, our hands all over the other. Soon, we both had our hands on the other's cock, rubbing and stroking them to complete hardness. As we were making out, hot and heavy, I could hear the two on the floor. I was busy, so only caught a few words here and there. Mostly from the stripper as the other guy was moaning and groaning too much to talk. The stripper kept saying, "I am going to convert you for sure with this fuck. You will definitely be full of my hot cum and it will change you forever," or something like that. I was a little too busy to really understand what all was said. Hank broke off our kiss then and his lips started kissing and nibbling their way down across me. As he was doing that, I became aware that all the guys from outside were now in the livingroom and Tom had showed up and all were watching us and the two on the floor. As I noticed this, Hank's mouth had reached my cock and had swallowed it to the base in one slurp. My ass came right up off of the seat with that and before I could come back down, one of his hands was under me and his finger was entering my hole as I came down on it. My eyes had to have bugged out and a sigh escaped my mouth from the wonderful feelings. This went on for short time and then Hank let loose of my cock making me gasp in frustration. He got up then and looking around said, "I see we have 10 guys here now. Was hoping for a few more, but there are always those who back out at the last moment. It does work out nicely though as 5 of us have already converted and the other 5 are here to be converted and hope when they leave they will be and full to overflowing with cum." He kind of laughed at that and so did most of the others, although a couple of the guys looked almost shell shocked for some reason. Hank went on to say, "I hope everyone has fun and gets what they want. I am going to take personal care of my neighbor and hope to convert him tonight also. So why don't you pair up with converter and convertee and see if we all become one tonight and remember you don't have to stay with the same guy all night, but can switch around and try all. Enjoy." With that he turned back to me and held his hand out to take mine. I reached up and he pulled me up to my feet. He gave me a quick kiss and then led me towards the stairs. I was so horned up from our quick makeout session I almost ran up the stairs with Hank as he hurried us up there. I wanted his mouth on mine and on my cock so badly. I also wanted his cock in my mouth to taste his so sweet cum running across my tongue. My mouth was watering with the anticipation. We hurried to his bedroom and both of us just jumped on the bed we were so ready. Our mouths clamped together in a deep, almost terrifyingly, passionate kiss. I had never felt like this before. It was amazing. Our tongues entwined around each others, driving us both wilder and wilder. Our hands were exploring each others bodies everywhere we could reach. I even found myself caressing his ass and up and down his crack and circlng his hole with a finger just as he was doing to me. Then his finger started to penetrate my hole, so I did the same to him. We had no lube so only the tips were in, but the feeling was wild beyond belief. Then he broke off the kiss and told me, "just a minute." He rolled away from me and reached into the nightstand beside the bed and got out a tube of some sort of lube. He opened it up and started to pull me towards him and squeezed some out into the crack of my ass spreading it around my hole and then I felt him pushing some of it into me. Then he got some on his fingers and spread his own legs and did the same to his hole. Then Hank closed the gap between us and we kissed again as our hands went to each others' ass, again. I immediately could tell he had inserted more than one finger into me, so I did the same to him, two and then three and then found he could take 4 without much trouble. I think it felt like he had 4 in me too and around and around our fingers went, and slowly in and out. Penetrating until I felt the palm of my hand against his ass as my fingers were all the way in him and then I felt his palm also and knew he was as deep in me as well. We made out like this for a while, in and out slowly with our fingers, caressing each others prostate and driving us wilder and wilder with lust. The without our fingers leaving our holes, Hank slowly made his way down my body turning around, till we were in a 69 position. Then his mouch engulfed my cock to the base and I almost came right then, but he grabbed my cock hard in his other hand to make sure the feeling stopped. Then he started to suck me more. I was not being idle either and was sucking Hank's cock for all I was worth. I wanted his cum down my throat. I was craving the taste of him. His cock had precum flowing from it. I could taste it almost constantly and I knew he had to be tasting mine as I could feel it coming out of me at a fantastic rate, too. After a good 5 minutes of this, he all of a sudden stopped sucking me, pulled his cock from my mouth and turned around on the bed and his lips came down on mine. He kissed me hard and then pulling back a little said, "I want you to fuck me and see what it feels like to dump your load up my ass. Do me now." With that he rolled us over onto his back with me on top of him and between his legs. He reached between us and guided my cock to his hole. I plunged in to the hilt in one thrust and started to fuck him. He almost yelled, "yes, do it, fuck me, pound my ass hard, fill me with your straight boy neg. cum! Come on flood my hole good!" I was too far gone to pay much attention as I was pounding his ass as hard and fast as I had ever done before. He went on, "oh, yeah, do me I want all your sweet untainted cum in me deep!"

Chapter II. My boy had a huge grin on his face, as sweat poured down his chest, and cum seeped out of his freshly-fucked ass. A few guys dancing around us had just seen me guide a stranger’s cock into my boy’s hole, but it didn’t seem to phase them. Then, George reappeared, this time with a recognizable porn star, who shall remain nameless, in a sexy mesh singlet with the front cutdown to his pubes. This guy used to do safe-only porn, and had only recently started barebacking on camera after he came out as POZ. I had seen twinks line up on screen to take his massive thick cock, and his load. I suspected that many of those twinks on camera were on PrEP, but my boy certainly wasn’t. Even though the last guy to fuck my boy was sexy, he didn’t attract the attention that this POZ porn guy did. Heads turned as George introduced him to my boy. People, strangers, watched as this stud spun my boy around and spread his cheeks wide. The porn stud seems pleased that my boy was already leaking cum. He dove in and started lapping Sam’s seed out of my boy’s hole. A circle of maybe ten guys formed around this star going to town on my boy’s ass. My boy reached around and spread his cheeks wide. “Does this boy belong to anyone here?” He asked to the circle of guys. I nodded and George put his arm around me, smiling. “You gonna let me fuck him?” My boy looked at me with pleading eyes. How could I not nod. “When I fuck, I breed. Pulling out is for pussies.” I just nodded again. This porn god stood up, and bent my boy over so he was grabbing his own ankles. He pulled his singlet low enough to fish out his hefty cock and slapped it against my boy’s ass. He looked right at me. “Get me hard.” I knelt down and took that hefty dick into my mouth. It was the first time I had knowingly sucked POZ cock, and I knew, as he started dripping precum, I was swallowing it. When he was satisfied, he had me hold my boy’s ass cheeks spread wide so he could barefuck my boy. The crowd grew as this guy pumped into my boy. The porn star picked my boy up off the floor, his bare POZ dick still in him, and led him to the sofa. He laid my boy on his back and started pile driving into that ass. Some hunk at the edge of the sofa fished out his dick and offered it to my boy to blow. My boy gobbled that stranger’s cock as this porn star pounded his hole. The stranger was so turned on that he shot his cum in my boy’s mouth. My boy couldn’t gulp it down fast enough, and his face and hair were soon smeared with seed. The porn star loved this and wiped a big glob onto his hand and then dripped it onto his cock as is pistoned in and out of my boy’s pussy. That was the second guy’s cum up his hole, and the crowd applauded. The porn star withdrew and knocked my boy off of the sofa, with his shoulders on the floor, and ass at seat level. He then stabbed his dick back into my boy and kept fucking him. With his hole exposed to the room, another brave horny stranger approached. He jerked his dick right onto my boy’s hole, plugged with thick POZ porn star cock. “Help keep his hole wet,” someone shouted, and the stranger started cumming. The porn star pulled out just as volley after volley of cum went shooting right into my boy’s gaping ass. Load #3 was fucked in by the porn star’s cock. Three guys followed suit, all cumming on my boy’s ass and letting the porn star work that load deep. Load #6 got the porn star so hot that he plunged his dick all the way into my boy’s guts and left it there as he pumped his seed. A round of applause went up around us and the porn star stood up and bowed politely. The music stopped as our host, the infamous Brad appeared. “You guys had an orgy, and didn’t invite the host? Who invited these boys?” George raised his hand. “You breed him?” “Yes, sir.” “How many loads he have in him so far?” My boy, still upside down on the floor shook his head. He didn’t know how many loads were being absorbed into his guts. I’d been keeping tabs, so I spoke up. “Seven, so far.” ‘You two together?” I nodded. “You let this happen to your boy?” I nodded again. “I knew I liked you. Let’s kick things up a notch!” To be continued…