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The evening remained tense as Jake layed spread out on the bed, flipping through his phone. It felt so good to cream Lucas that his raging cock was still hard and leaking. He thirsted for the boys hole again, but knew any mention of more sex was likely out of the question. Lucas seemed furious about being bred. "doesnt he feel how good the cock is when its raw? why is he so angry" Jake wondered, gliding a greasy finger of precum up and down his tool. Oncemore, Jake ignored his poz cock as anything more than a hungry appendage that craved release in a boys guts. Seth had already texted a few very lewd photos of mikeys dripping cunt to remind him where his cock belonged. "fuck him." Jake hissed, and rolled over. It was getting late and Jake knew he had to at least try to get his sleep schedule back. If lucas wouldnt take his bare cock, he almost didnt see a reason to keep dating the boy now. Besides, he was going to be in the air again the next morning anyhow. Lucas had been more of a fling for the last two months than a real boyfriend. Jake moaned. bleary eyed, he squinted at the clock. 3:30 AM. Lucas was already sound asleep in bed next to him as he sighed in frustration. The insomnia medication his boyfriend took lately had the aggravating tendancy to make the boy snore. "loud bitch" Jake hissed under his breath, watching the gently rise and fall of the boys chest as he laid on his side. Jake rolled the covers back and stared at the ceiling, gently playing with his cockhead. Seth had intentionally spoiled the boy with plenty of sex, and the generous supply of boypussy had left Jake feeling uncomfortably unsatisfied now. he ran his hand over Lucas' underwear clad ass longingly. The latin boys hairless caramel hole was like the sweetest candy to eat, and absolutely gulped the cum from his balls no matter what lucas thought about it personally. Jake tugged at the boys waistband with no response, exposing the crack of his toned ass. "pretty pretty boy butt" jake sighed. resigned to his sad state, he reached over to the nightstand and pumped a generous glob of lube into his palm to fist his cock. suddenly his phone came to life. "whats up horsecock" Seth texted, with a picture of his arm thrust into Mikey. "we partying XD." Jake lazily fisted his tool and raised the camera to snap a picture of Lucas. "put some cum in his butt, hes furious at me. strokin it out now to sleepin beauty :\" Jake returned his gaze to the latins hairless globes as he continued to stroke a flow of precum from his bloated head. "LOL fuck that! put it in him again horsecock!! drain ur nuts dry" seth teased. Jakes smirk turned to a look of consideration. "Lucas?" Jake asked. predictably, he was greeted with no response. the boy was like a little lunesta corpse until at least 7 am. Jake set the phone down and reached for the boys briefs again, tugging them down to expose his ass fully. "lucas?" he asked again, spreading his tanned cheeks to expose him fully but still no response. "god damn" he sighed as he stared into the beautiful boys pucker. Reaching to his cockhead, he milked a thick pearl of precum from his schlong onto his fingers and gently guided them to lucas, rubbing them into the boys hole. "damnit baby im sorry i filled you up without asking but that holes too good to me." he smirked again, alternating between edging wads of his preseed from his prick and pushing them into the sleeping boy. "drink up baby, i bet that honey tastes sweet" Jake whispered. Finally, when there was enough, he eased a digit into the slumbering hole and was greeted with an inviting, warm ass. "guess some always stays inside doesnt it baby" he whispered, fingering his seed from earlier in the boy. a grin slowly appeared on Jakes face as he came to the realization that he could probably work at least the head back inside Lucas and he would never know he was there. Seth was right. slowly rolling toward the boy he positioned his greasy prick and gently aligned it with the boys body. "its just me again baby, let me back inside." he whispered, gently pushing his cockhead into the boys welcoming hole as it seemed to respond happily to his request. Once Jake had half of his poz cock buried in the pretty latin boy, He returned himself to the next matter at hand. moving around might wake him, so there wouldnt be much room for thrusting. he was gently working a few inches of his cock back and forth into the boys body as it dawned upon him. Lucas might not want to fuck, but Jake could make his body do it for him. a nice big cum from the boys uncut cock would milk his prick dry, just like it had before. jake gently reached around the boys waist and slipped the band of his underwear down a little further, exposing the boys dribbling cock. "there we go, lets have a nice little cum lucas." jake whispered, stoking the boys gooey foreskin up and down his cock as he continued fucking. Lucas was powerless to fight back as jake slowly worked him to the orgasm he wanted. "such a good boy lucas. why cant you understand. this is the way fucking is meant to be." Jake thought as lucas relaxed to take more of him inside. Jake reached down to check the boys balls. they were tight. "almost time baby. im about to make your pussy thirsty for a nice big sip of jake juice" he whispered. Jake sped up his fisting until he was rewarded with a few small squirts of the boys jizz in his hand, and a powerful tug from the boys wet hungry pussy. pushing gently but fully into the dozing latinos raw hole, he panted softly, his poz cock delivering its toxic payload into the boy over and over, splashing him nice and full. It had worked, Jake had forced the boys body to participate in a quiet, sensual rape. by the time the grumpy prima donna awoke the next morning, his seed would be entirely absorbed inside him. "night night" jake smiled, easing his cock out of the sloppy hole. "sleep tight" he whispered, tugging the boys underwear back up and rolling back to his side of the bed to sleep. "good job draining my balls tonight" he he sneered. Jake bolted out of bed at 11 AM. "FUCK!" he exclaimed. he had completely forgotten how well he slept after dumping a load. "Lucas?!" he shouted, to no answer. His phone, backpack, and shoes were gone. "i guess work calls" he grumbled. wandering to the fridge for a glass of orange juice he saw a sheet of paper taped to the door. Lucas' words were a scathing indictment of Jake. a rambling screed of excuses and seeming nonsense to the boy that culminated in a single sentence. "im breaking up with you." Jake furiously wadded the paper into a ball and launched it across the room. "FUCK YOU!" he shrieked at the top of his lungs, his voice cracking in a callous rage. pouring a glass of juice, he slumped onto the couch next to the crushed piece of paper. Jake gulped the sugary orange liquid down, set the glass on the cheap Ikea coffee table and held up the wadded note. he studied its curves and ridges despondently for a moment. Lucas didnt understand him at all anymore. So much had changed, so many new and wonderful things had happened, and just like that, Lucas walked out without so much as a care in the world. Jake felt for the first time in a long time alone and adrift. dropping the crumpled essay to the floor in futility, he placed his head in his hand. "fuck you." he sobbed.

Oliver roused from bed the next morning with a waiting text. It was doug, and he wanted to see him for another checkup. throwing the sheet off his body he grimaced as he noticed his nipples were puffy, more pronounced. his usual morning wood was flaccid as he reached down to give his dick a few pumps. thinking of his girlfriend produced no measurable effect as he sighed heavily. "maybe later today buddy" he thought to himself, trying to shrug off Treys description of the powerful hormone inside him. reaching down to his balls he gasped. They were getting smaller, just like Trey had said they would. Oliver leaped to his feet and headed to the bathroom. shucking his underwear off he turned to face the mirror and gripped his firm ass cheeks, spreading them as he had so many times for Doug. his once little asshole had changed too. the pink ring was thicker, almost puffy. you could obviously tell someone had been fucking Ollie regularly. he flexed his hole a few times curiously. The more he thought about it, the more it did seem to look inviting. Olivers expression faded from fear to shock and confusion. Doug wasnt just intent on changing him, giving him a pussy as he affirmed so many times, he was actually doing it. Olivers body was slowly changing to suit the older mans every need. at first he couldnt seem to cum without the fucking, and now his whole body seemed to crave it. Oliver had grown to enjoy the potent narcotics and powerful orgasms Doug forced from him. By the time the boy managed to arrive at the clinic it was nearly 1:00. Trey called him back almost instantly and before he left, gave Oliver a hug and a kiss. "youre doing perfect sweetie. I know how you feel. My first time with all this was so different. i didnt know what to think, but it really is for the best. Youre going to love your pussy so much Ollie you wont know what you ever did without it." Trey smiled and left the boy in the room. "there he is!" chimed Doug as he entered the room, his warm smile always seemed to put oliver at ease somehow despite repeatedly being violated by the mans cock. "Ollie youre doing amazing. how do you feel?" doug turned to the counter to prepare the injections for the boy. "fine i guess, i have a real bad headache though" Doug smiled as he confirmed the boy was slowly becoming dependent on his fun little injections. oliver stripped off his shirt and as he began undoing his pants he paused. He was stripping. Doug was right again, his body knew exactly what it wanted and Oliver just seemed to be along for the ride. "oh im sorry baby you just need your medicine is all. Did trey tell you? you need to take it every day so you feel good. I make sure all my boys get all their shots. do the shots make you feel nice ollie?" doug set the two needles on the tray next to the boy as he began fondling his prick, confirming the boy stayed soft as intended. "well, um, yeah the first one feels really really nice. like im floating or something. it makes everything feel swell" ollie obediently held his arm out as doug chided him, "no no baby, vitamins first, then its time for your special medicine." Ollie remembered Doug administering the estrogen into his ass cheek and began to protest as the doctor swabbed him again. "i dont want to be a girl!" he blurted in fear. Would doug even listen this time? his heart sank in his chest as doug pushed the needle into him and administered itts contents with a chuckle. "baby no thats not what we're doing at all. Im giving you a pretty poz boy pussy ollie, just changing a bit of this and a bit of that, and turning that hole between your legs into the only thing you need to care about. see?" Doug pumped the teens flaccid cock a few times, giving the head a nice slurp, but to no effect. "see baby? soft now. you dont have to be worried about having to fuck anymore. You take big strong man cocks and thats so much easier. A real man knows how to fuck you just right ollie, i promise." doug tied the tubing around the boys raised arm as Ollie pumped his fist. "okay" he mumbled. If doug said it was normal he had to be right, i mean, he was the doctor after all. "little stick" doug smiled at the boy as he emptied the syringe. "here we go ollie, just a little more than last time, go nice and high for me sweetie." doug pulled off the tubing and ollie gasped as his eyes rolled back into his head and he clutched the exam table. Doug stripped his clothes off and placed the teens fingers around his thick cock. "look at the nice big cock ollie." "the teens droopy eyes met dougs tool and he smiled. "helloooooo" he cooed as he began pumping dougs stiff cock. "today youre going to learn how to service the nice big cock ollie. Real men always know how to fuck your boypussy right, but its good manners to help them inside you." Ollie giggled as doug opened the boys other hand and squirted a glob of lube into his palm, then on dougs leaking cockhead. "that a boy ollie, smear it around my cock. and take this hand..." doug pushed the completely wasted boys lube filled palm toward his own ass, "and work that slippery goo into yourself." Ollie looked confused for a moment. "like this" doug pushed a digit into ollies hole, eliciting a moan. "fingers in your pussy ollie, be a good boy." Oliver nodded as he worked the mans tool in one hand, and fed his fingers into his asshole moaning like a bitch in heat. It was the first time the boy had dared to explore his private little hole on his own. He certainly never would have dreamed of doing it before he met doug, and yet now he seemed captivated. his fingers danced inside, pleasuring the teen as he remembered doug did so many times before. Doug watched the intoxicated boy loosen himself for a few minutes, slowly becoming more and more greedy. after 3 fingers he pulled his hand away. "I know it feels good baby but its not fair when a man needs to fuck you." Olliver looked down sympathetically, "oh god im sorry uh...um...here!" he lifted his legs in a flash, "here! now you can fuck" ollie smiled. as doug laid back next to him. "now ollie its rude to tell a big strong man to fuck you. He knows your pussy needs his cock so you need to show some respect, otherwise he might decide to fuck another boypussy" Ollie seemed to panic for a minute. His asshole was thirsty for the mans poz prick, but somehow he had made too many mistakes. Doug was right, he couldnt just go around telling a real man like doug to fuck him. "its okay ollie, thats why we're practicing. When you get your pretty pink pussy youll know just what to do. climb up onto my lap" Ollie obediently straddled the man and waited with bated breath. "that a boy, now take the big fat cock and push it against your hole for me. Careful now, its full of cum so you have to treat it right" Ollie gingerly reached between his legs and as if lifting the most precious thing in the world, slid dougs drooling cockhead to rest against his hole. "now ease it inside you. dont worry sweetie when you do this with more big men, youll have a perfect pussy. big man cocks love pussies that are just right." doug smiled at the boy and rested his hands on his hips. Olivers took a deep breath and bracing for the worst, was pleasantly surprised to find his body once again welcomed dougs poison tool like a close friend. "holy shit i did it" oliver thought to himself with a grin. "I did it!" he beamed, feeling the thick hairs on dougs balls tickling his butt. "There you go ollie I knew you could do it. now say thank you." Oliver felt Doug flex inside him and blurted a grateful appreciation. He had no idea until now just how precious these big cocks were. So many men probably went around without a single pussy to fuck, certainly not average guys without Dougs skilled training. "they must be miserable" oliver thought to himself as he began to ride Dougs girth. looking down he saw his lower abdomen gently bulge with each stroke. "my tummy" he remarked, stroking his abs. "its okay baby thats just your body making room for lots and lots of nice big cock. Ride it how you like baby." Like a teen with his first drivers license, oliver apprehensively impaled himself on the mans prick, concentrating on its angle, its girth, and reaching down from time to time to stroke his hole in sheer disbelief. Doug watched the teen slowly progress from gentle strokes to hungrily pounding his cunt like a whore, grunting and groaning, fondling his soft cock. "baby no, cum with your hole not this little thing" doug chuckled. Oliver smiled and nodded as he remembered dougs big cock was all he needed to cum. He was right, taking mancock really was the easiest thing in the world. oliver threw his head back as his cock dribbled a small stream of his own cum down his own balls. "i...didnt shoot" he remarked curiously. "no ollie, all boys can cum when they fuck, but only a real man shoots his cum. yours just dribbles a little. Keep riding sweetie we're almost there" Oliver redoubled his pace thinking of how dougs powerful cock shot thick ropes of seed. "so cool" he thought. in the fog of narcotics it just seemed to make sense. not having a big man cock meant not shooting like a big man does. doug growled and gripped Olivers hips tightly as he drove him down on his throbbing cock. "I did it!! i made you cum in me!" oliver proudly remarked as he gasped. "youre shooting!" doug stroked the boys thighs. "thats right ollie, im filling you up nice and full. doesnt that feel good?" "oliver nodded slowly as Doug toyed and teased the boys sensitive nipples, making him squirm on his dick. Lifting the teen Doug laid him down on his back and smiled. "you did such a good job I just have to give you more cum baby. a few more nice big squirts in your guts" Doug ran his fingertips across olivers belly, eliciting a giggle and a nod as he resumed driving into the boy. Just a few days ago this boy was probably no different than any other, but with dougs steady hand, he had slowly become a personal cumdumpster.

as he pulled into the driveway jake saw his boyfriends truck, and his heart crashed through his chest. until now everything was manageable, something he could explain and something that could be forgiven and absolved. but the past few days had been such a massive change. "im poz now, Lucas would leave me in a heartbeat if he found out.." minutes ticked by as Jake formulated his ruminations into explanations and slowly exited the vehicle toward the apartment. How do you even begin to describe Seth? he was...almost unholy. Seth lived to fuck. he had honed his body into a virulent poz beast, something no reasonable gay man could ever deny. everything from his plump lips to his thick as and silky smooth hole begged innocent men to cum to their hearts content. Seth was a friend so long as he could manage to make you give up the cum in your balls. There wasnt a minute Jake could even recall that the devious bottom wasnt leaking. his thick cunt lips always seemed to glisten with a load. Seth converted boys based on the time of day. he didnt care about consent. Lucas jumped ravenously into Jakes arms. "We need to fuck" he commanded. "this weeks been miserable and ive missed that great big tool." lucas gripped Jakes eager cock. He had spent the entire weekend blasting poz loads, and now Lucas wanted it too. slowly moving to the bedroom the two boys shed their clothes until Lucas made it to the bed. turning around to face Jake, he slid his boxers off and crawled onto the mattress, presenting his tight latin hole. Jakes general response was to slide on a condom and work it up the hungry bottoms cunt, but something was different. Jake eased his hands around the tight ass and knelt down, tonguing the pretty brown hole. Jake had become far more intimate with a boys pussy in the last few days, and contented himself slurping and chewing the little pucker between his lips. he remembered spraying load after load into seth, how good the boys thick ass felt on his cock as it drained his seed. And mikeys puffy cunt was simply heavenly to cum into, watching his shaft pulse and the boys hole flex against his pumping prick. Jake had to have it again. he needed to feel the hole. "put it in me jake" Lucas commanded. It was a moment of truth. Jake reached into the bowl of condoms on the nightstand as his cock bobbed in front of the boys shimmering hole. As he stared at the condom he paused. it would be so easy. Lucas was his usual self, face down in the pillow and ready to receive. all jake had to do was just not put it on. jake bit the wrapper between his teeth and ripped the packaging open, staring down at the inviting cunt below him. As best he tried, all he could remember was Seths warm soft hole. holes were a hot wet treat for him now, and a condom seemed almost comical as he thumbed the boys moist hole. Seth had trained him to always cum inside, and Jake now found the idea undeniable. Jake pumped a blob of lube into his hand and began moistening his bare cock. "are you ready? Lucas prodded, eager to get the boys covered cock into his hole. "yeah" jake panted hungrily as he gently set the condom behind him. "im all ready baby" Jake rested his cockhead on the boys smooth latin hole. "take me inside" he commanded. Obediently the boy flexed his hips and began driving obliviously against the bare cock, taking jakes head inside. "oh god jake it feels so good" lucas groaned, mindlessly inviting the boys thick shaft into his hole. "yeah" jake panted as he watched his boyfriend gobble his newly cristened poz tool. "keep going baby, all the way in. I want you to cum on my prick" he hissed. Lucas was only too eager to oblige as he pounded his cunt on the boys tool. Jake watched himself piston in and out of the tight hot boy, blissfully unaware of the poz precum oozing into his body. Jake reached down to stroke the boys prick as it flopped against his stomach in rhythm to the deep thrusts from his hips. Just a little more and Jake would unload inside the boy. "Jake youre gonna make me cum!" Lucas pleaded as the boy continued to slam his bare cock into the dripping hole. "thats the way baby cum on the nice big dick" in a flash, Lucas reached back to feel the boys full balls and the secret was revealed. Jake felt better than ever because he was barebacking him. "Jake jesus christ no! nnnnghhh put a condom on!!" Lucas squirmed about on the bed as Jake held his hips in one hand, and the boys drooling cock in the other. "baby were so close, dont fight." Jake pounded his thick fuckmeat harder into the moaning boy, diminishing his resolve as the big dick tantalized and pleasured the boy. "jaaaake please. Stop. we need a condom." Lucas moaned, "no baby we need to cum, just relax and cum with me youll see. Ill make it feel so good baby i promise" Jake stroked lucas faster as he felt his balls tighten. "Jake please, im gonna cum!" Lucas groaned as the first jet oozed from the boys throbbing cockhead. "ah yeah thats right baby milk the big cock with your hole" Jake pushed into the boy once more as his balls pumped his sticky poz seed into the pulsing little hole. The boys laid together panting, lucas still full of Jakes leaking cock. Suddenly Lucas rolled over. "i cant believe you did that" he spat, storming out of the room as jake smiled happily, watching a few slick lines of his cum oozing down the boys leg as he left. Seth was right, Jake craved nothing more than a raw pussy now.

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I’m laying here sore and sloppy while I look at the bbc that just bred me! We met on Grindr and planned to meet! I never seen his dick until I walked in to him laying back and wow my jaw dropped! He was atleast 10”, cut, big balls and shaved smooth! I grabbed it and began to suck and squeeze the base to work his precum out and it was tons! When he asked me to lay back and grab my ankles I did while he ate my hole so good! When he lubed me up I remember him slapping my hole with his dick then pushing the head in! I remember him slow stroking inch by inch! When he finally got in I could feel him start to fuck hard! I remember his face when he said he was bout to get me pregnant! I remember the hot wet slosh while his load was shooting in me! When he finished he pushed balls deep and left it deep! When he finally pulled out he went back and began to eat my bred hole and I loved it!

The first cock I ever sucked was when I was 13-14ish. It was the Mormon boy, Ben, down the street from me. We were the same age, and had been jerking each other off for a few years. One night in a sleepover he went down on me, the we did a 69z he rewarded me with his thick load which I swallowed down. Then he freaked out and stated to read the Book of Mormon and pray. The first time I fucked was a few years later. The town mattress had picked me up at my job at a coffee shop. He also was my same age, but dispute being 17 he had his own apartment. We went back to his place and played around. Dispute, Dan, being a huge bottom he topped me. I did not have the skills I have now and could not take it very long. So we flipped and my cock fit like a glove in his used hole. That was the beginning of my first fuck bud. We breed his willing hole many times throughout my 20s; never with a condom.

Full blown guy stayed inside Jake as his cock softened but the kid's loose arse couldn't hold onto his meat for very long and he soon slipped out. I could see from his tendons on his arm that he was still working his hand inside Jake though, and he spent a few minutes working his cum into the kid's guts. When he finally retrieved his bloody arm, he indicated to me that it was my turn. I'd momentarily forgotten that I was just next in line in his eyes but my cock was hard and it was too easy to slide back into Jake, whose arse now felt like a warm, wet and soft bag of mush. I could detect no resistance at all as i slipped all the way in. Full blown guy was behind me, on his knees, feeding off my tight manhole and playing with my big soft balls. As I gently pushed in to Jake he would push my balls forwards and up, eventually popping them into Jake's fleshy tunnel alongside my cock. For a while, he would pop them back inside each time they came out and I got off on the feeling of being so deep in the kid. "Fist him". Hmmm...good idea...I pulled out and made my hand as narrow as possible. Not easy with my hands. Four fingers were going in no problem but the width of my palm was something new for Jake's arse. "Just push" I did. And then a bit harder. Harder still....and....yes...entry, Jake squeaked and suddenly my whole hand was in. The feeling my cock had imagined was confirmed by my fingers. I've fisted before but Jake was a little different. The warmness and some of the suction was there (though much less) but the feeling that's like soft seaweed wrapping around you was much more intense. I remembered Nathan's cock from earlier and the damage that it had done, assuming that it was partly responsible for what I was feeling. I remembered too seeing the outline of him inside Jake, as he did his evil work. "Gonna turn him over". I kept my forearm in him, using it to roll the kid over. He was still on the bed but my arm was taking some of his weight. It took a bit of doing, moving myself in him to get the leverage without slipping to some new part of him, but all of a sudden, he rolled on to his back an d Jake was lying there pregnant, the shape of my upturned hand clearly outlined and standing proud of his shrunken midsection.

Part 1 - The Meal Ticket Walking along the road in Knightsbridge it was already late in the evening and Conrad was a little lost trying to find the way back to his aunt's house. He often stayed up here during the summer holidays and visited with his cousin every evening who lived a thirty minute walk away to play on his xbox. Conrad was in London for two weeks and was taking the time to figure out how he would pay next terms fees and crucially the exams. Struggling to make ends meet he liked to be independent unlike his twin brother Charlie who was happy to visit the bank of mum and dad frequently, doing that have to be his last resort and would insist on paying them back not matter how long it took. Putting himself through college studying horticulture he never imagined the series of events that would unfold from this time of need. Somethings never crossed his mind like taking drugs or having sex with another man, Conrad was as straight as they come. At 20 years old he was average at best coming in at five foot nine inches tall, a swimmers build that lacked any sign of chest hair, just like his twin. The resemblance didn't stop there they both looked the same and that is to say ordinary, not head turners by any means and during school they constantly had a stream of girlfriends. Both of them had a weird strawberry blond colour hair and Conrad had brown eyes whereas Charlie had blue eyes that sparkled. To know them you knew that was the only subtle difference. Conrad began to recognise the shops and rowdy bars knowing he was only 10 minutes from the house. There were numerous young guys of all sorts standing outside one of the bars, some with shirts on others didn't and were showing off their muscular bodies like peacocks strutting around trying to find a mate. Conrad knew this was one of the gay bars and closing time was approaching and it amused him how some of the patrons now desperately searched for a fuck. It was one of several gay bars along this stretch of road and frankly it had never bothered him in the past, what did though was the limousine that drove slowly along behind him making him feel on edge. He could only assume it was slowing to deposit the passenger at the gay bar. Conrad could smell the cologne mixed with sweat the closer he got to the bar. Humid air still lingered after what had been a scorching day, they even had to stop play at Wimbledon for a few hours. Wearing only shorts and trainers Conrad had taken this t-shirt off for the walk back realising he looked just like one of the gays standing outside the bar that were leaning up against the wall. Some of the guys were chatting, others smoking but all watching diligently at any car that slowed down. The limousine had now slowed down and crawling along allowing Conrad to get further ahead of it. He thought the behaviour of the guys was strange at first then chuckled to himself wondering if they were escorts trying to pick up business.et further away from it, figuring that the guys leaning against the wall outside the bar were touting for business. Sure enough a car pulled in front of the limousine and one guy walked over to the car, after a few seconds of discussion he got in and the car pulled away. He just couldn't believe it was going on right in front of his eyes the noticed that several of the guys spotted the limousine and began moving edging closer to the curb of the pavement, in doing so they effectively blocked Conrad from passing easily. Dodging around the back of them and nearly crashing in to one that was moving forward. "Out of my way" he abruptly said to Conrad then looking at him up and down. Conrad looked shocked "I am just trying to get past" he replied annoyingly skirting around the back of him. Another guy spoke to the one he had the interaction with "Fucking straights always in the way". The guy laughed "Cute though" he replied. "Your just a slut like me Harry" the other guy replied moving right on the curb side. Stupidly Conrad looked over his shoulder whilst walking and saw the limousine slowly moving past the guys then it sped up a little and moved ahead of him stopping about 30 meters in front. You could hear the disgruntled moans from the guys who all moved back to the wall still looking at the limousine. Conrad heard the guys name Harry being called and he looking at Conrad and briefly made eye contact. When Conrad turned to carrying on walking a tall Arabic gentleman exited the limousine, jet black hair with greying sides and a black beard, he was solidly built and around late 40's possibly in his 50's and walking towards Conrad and spoke to him. "Do you have the time?" he asked in his heavy Arabic accent. Conrad looked at the man's wrist and gold rolex "You have a watch" he replied looking confused. He looked impatiently at Conrad "Do you have the time?" he asked again. Conrad realised what he was asking "Oh god no, I am not one of those" he replied nodding over his shoulder. "So you gay for pay?" he now asked "30 minutes for me to fuck you". "Are you serious?" Conrad replied shocked at how he continued to proposition him "I am not gay". He smirked "Even better" he said hinting to follow "£500 to fuck you". Conrad stood there rooted to the spot, had he really just been offered that much money to get fucked even though he had told the guy he was straight. Some bizarre decision had happened in his head from the lure of money that made his feet move following him. Was he really going to get in to the guys vehicle with no real idea of why? Conrad couldn't understand why his feet kept moving, the desperation for money was the contributing factor. Conrad felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand up figuratively speaking and he glanced behind noticing several stares he was getting from the guys watching him, there was no mistake the looks were not happy ones. He held the door open and Conrad looked at it for a moment then at the man, he showed no friendly expression on his face and was more a business deal look nothing more. His body trembling a little at this bad idea but he still stepped inside sliding over the spacious seating, the leather smell instantly assaulting his senses along with cigar smoke. The strangeness in the way you could not see the driver through the blacked out partition window that was raised cutting them off from them. How bad can it be Conrad thought to himself watching the Arabic man climb in and the door closing like magic behind him. The limousine pulled away and he looked at Conrad for a moment. "Take your shorts down and lean over the back of the seat" he said in a just do it kind of way. Conrad embarrassingly pulled his shorts and underwear down and nervously leaned over the back of the seat "Like this?" he was asking to make sure. He said nothing taking his shirt off revealing a dark hairy chest and a very solid build, hanging the shirt up neatly on the coat hanger with his tie, he now undid his trousers revealing a bulge that looked enormous. Oh shit Conrad said out loud now concerned about what he had let himself in for knowing this was going to hurt. Conrad didn't even have time to think or back out feeling the body weight of the man leaning heavily down on his back the coarse hair on his chest making his back itch. He felt one arm laying over his neck holding him down in place, his other hand positioning his cock. Conrad let out a gurgling scream feeling his ass being pushed open abruptly taking the head of his cock inside he was almost sure he heard his ass tearing open, it burned like hell and the pain was excruciating. Conrad was gasping for breath his entire body engulfed by a pain that intensified the deeper he pushed his cock in, the thick shaft expanding his ass open wider. The agony and pain he felt left him unable to breath properly and he blacked out momentarily his eyes watering. Conrad snorted and snapped his eyes open crying out again in agony feeling his body and soul being crushed and destroyed by this man's cock. Wishing it would end so he could get his money and run, he suddenly felt a the sensation of he mans thick bush of pubes burying up against his hole. Getting a momentary relief from the pain only to become aware of the free arm circling around his waist ignoring his own cock it continued moved around like a snake until it held Conrad securely. Conrad felt completely immobilised and at the mercy of this man, the pain still burned deep in his body and gradually he felt like his ass was being pulled inside out. Each deep penetrating thrust made him cry out, unable to move his head he stared blankly out of the darkened back window in to the street lamp lit roads as they drove around west London. He was being fucked hard and steady, each thrust agonising with his calls to stop falling on deaf ears he could feel the warm breath from his benefactor who was now grunting and panting hard. Conrad let out one final loud agonising scream with the man pushing up hard, his cock sinking deeper than ever and simultaneously firing his seed in large thick gloopy streams deep in to Conrad's young body, electrifying jolts followed where each one seemed to penetrate him deeper. Conrad partly grunted and cried at the jolts from the man's orgasm and feeling relieved knowing this was over, even his eyes felt sore and his throat burned from the crying and screaming. Another painful long moan followed with the cock leaving his ass. He was still a little stunned at what he had done, confused, disgusted with himself and slightly dazed he heard a voice telling him to get dressed. Conrad pulled his underwear and shorts up seeing the lights from the bar appearing and the limo stopped exactly where it picked him up from. A wad of £50 notes was put in his hand and told to get out. The Arabic man grinned and lit up a cuban cigar waving Conrad away from the limousine he watched the door close and turned away in shame. He put the money in his pocket and stood looking at the brick wall in front of him. He felt dirty and degraded by his own actions stumbling towards the wall he leaned against it trying to gather his thoughts and compose himself. His ass felt like the pits of hell burning in so much pain he wanted to cry out in anger. "As gay as they come" Harry said walking up to Conrad "are you okay?" he asked. Conrad registered who it was "I'm fine" he replied standing up. Harry put his hand on Conrad's shoulder "Sure you don't need help?" he asked looking concerned. Conrad turned looking angry "Fuck off you queer" he responded shrugging Harry's hand off him. "Well fuck you" Harry replied punching Conrad in the face and walking off leaving him there. Rubbing his cheek and chin Conrad looked at Harry walking off re-joining his friends who all looked at him. It did nothing to help his self-confidence being looked down on by a bunch of gay guys in that way. Turning in the opposite direction he basically picked up where he stopped before getting in the limousine and painfully walked back to his aunt's house. He slept badly unable to get comfortable, every time he turned on to his left side he saw the pile of £50 notes on the bedside table. Unsure if the degradation and pain was worth it and to top it all he also now had to contend with a lightly bruised jaw from being punched. He couldn't ever remember calling someone queer like that since he had a school friend who turned out gay, then there was the man called Simon owner and occupier of Hibiscus Manor and Jack the gardener. Conrad was probably the only person in Hibiscus Drive who knew Jack was gay. By morning he woke managing to get a few hours sleep, his aunt went off to work and Conrad went to the bathroom. Sitting down he winced at the pain still around the entrance of his ass, he lost track of time sitting there his eyes watering every time the muscles in his ass pushed. Grabbing some toilet tissue he braced himself knowing this was going to hurt and he wasn't wrong, wiping gently he then stood up and saw rusty discoloured blobs floating in the toilet water. Not one or two but multiple ribbons of it. He felt sick again thinking about last night having never discussed using condoms, he had let a complete stranger fuck him and cum in his ass. Wallowing in self pity all day he sat out in the garden watching the planes in the distance heading to Heathrow and catching some of the late afternoon tennis matches on TV being played at Wimbledon. The pain in his ass had eased off although it was still agonising trying to poo he found out that evening. At least there was no more of the horrible stuff coming out of him, it was nagging at him wondering if the guy had hiv, but he did look respectable and bore a wedding ring. The following afternoon Conrad went to his cousins walking on the opposite side of the road away from the bar in case that Harry bloke was there again and didn't want to get in to any altercation with him. Stopping by the bank he deposited the money in to his account at the same time thinking about his ass and that the pain had all but gone. He spent the rest of the time with his cousin until 10pm. Heading back he walked on the same side of the road and sure enough he saw Harry standing there chatting with a guy. Harry noticed him and grinned giving him the finger. Conrad was so distracted by Harry that he didn't see the black limousine pass then do a U-turn in the road stopping a few meters in front of him. He wasn't sure at first if it was the same one until he started walking past it and the window opened and finger beckoned him over, there sat the Arabic man. He looked at Conrad and nodded "Same deal as the other night" he said smoking his cigar. Conrad saw the same guys looking at him from across the road "I'm not gay it was a mistake" he said. He laughed "You took it well and I need to fuck, get in" he said "£1k if you take like the other night". Conrad stepped back as the door magically opened "30 minutes" he said inching closer tempted by the money. "No" he replied "for as long as it takes me to be satisfied and empty my balls up your ass". Weirdly Conrad just saw the money side of it and slipped in to the seat next to him. It was gone midnight when he finally stepped out of the limousine after the Arabic man asked where he wanted dropping off. That was the extent of their conversation and his pocket was bulging with £50 notes again along with his sore ass that was even worse than the first time. True to his word it was only after the fourth time did he feel satisfied, Conrad just endured two hours of getting fucked stuck in the same position continuously, the Arab only took his cock out once he was done. And so it continued every other night he would get paid to be fucked by the same man in to the second week of his stay. Conrad was due to go home to Hampshire at the weekend and that Thursday afternoon he wandered around Knightsbridge bumping in to Harry who was dressed in public school boy uniform having finished classes for the day. Harry purposefully walked on a collision path with Conrad and every time Conrad stepped across so did Harry. The closer they got Conrad just gave up trying to avoid him. "How much have you made from Moham?" Harry asked stopping Conrad. "What?" Conrad asked looking at him "Man you still in school and whoring around?". "Shut the fuck up or I will punch you again" Harry replied smirking at Conrad. Conrad tried to pass by but Harry stopped him again "What happened to you being straight then?" Harry asked. "I am" Conrad replied looking at him unsure why he was still standing there hearing Harry laughing. "Was the money Moham offered too good to turn down?" Harry asked. Conrad blushed bright red not sure what to say "I am not gay" he said again. Harry just laughed in his face "You must be a fucking good bottom to take it from him so many times". "I am not gay" Conrad repeated to Harry "just get out of my face" he finally said having had enough. Harry cocked his head to one side "Your very sexy" he said. "I err" Conrad blushed again having never been told that by anyone "Sorry, what I said the other night". "That's okay, say it again and I will punch you harder next time" Harry replied making light of it. Conrad smiled and Harry shook his head "I have to go and do my homework, final exams coming up" he said. "Sure" Conrad replied awkwardly finding it amusing seeing an escort in school clothes. Harry walked off then turned "Meet me for a drink tomorrow evening, you know where" he said. He had to admit that Harry was one of a kind and in a way was a very attractive young and without a doubt he was flirting with him. Like himself he had copious amounts of blondish hair that made him look like a beach bum, those amazing blue eyes dazzled and he stood the same height as himself. Without knowing he was only 19 years old Harry had a pretty perfect body, not ripped but he was built for such a young person. Shaking his head Conrad was confused about meeting him and decided to sleep on it. He kept a low profile until Saturday afternoon, electing to stay in with his aunt that evening. Harry hung around the bar all of Friday evening chatting with his friends and keeping one eye on the direction he thought the guy would be walking from. By closing time Harry left the bar and walked home, it was no surprise the guy didn't turn up after all their meeting was not ideal. As difficult as it was he pinned to much on this so called straight guy but he couldn't help his feelings towards him, in truth Harry just couldn't stop thinking about him. Being an escort and finding a boyfriend was hard as most guys he met couldn't handle that part of him, even when he tried to explain that he did it for sex being a randy and very horny teenager. He was sad inside and tried to play his emotions down until he spotted the limousine and went running towards and tapped on the window. Moham lowered the window a little "What?" he asked taking a puff on his cigar. "The blond guy you had who is he?" Harry asked urgently "do you know where he lives?". Moham looked at him smiling "What's the information worth?" he asked putting the cigar back in his mouth. It was the last thing Harry wanted right now getting fucked by Moham "I just need to know where he lives". "It will cost you" Moham replied pressing a button and Harry stood back letting the door open. He sat next to Moham who looked at him and nodded down indicating for him to remove his jeans and underwear. Harry undid the zipper and the limousine pulled away. Moham put the cigar down and leaned over the back of Harry, his hand pulling his cock out that was already hard and he pushed it straight in to Harry's ass. He very rarely got to fuck Harry and liked that he was a little fighter when roughly taken, Moham loved the feel of Harry's body struggling. Harry didn't scream like the other guy he just wriggled and tired to reduce the impact by pushing his ass back. Moham had his arm secured around Harry's waist and with a steady brutal force he fucked him over and over until he shot his third load. Moahm spent fifteen minutes grinding his cock making sure Harry was properly bred before slowly he released him and sat back down doing his trousers up. The limousine stopped at the top of a road that Harry knew. "This is where I dropped him off" Moham said nodding down the road. Harry looked "So you don't know where he lives?" he now asked a little anger in his voice. The limo door opened "Down there" Moham replied lighting up his cigar "he screams when I fuck him". Harry slipped out of the limousine and the door closed immediately then drove off, he felt a pain of jealously at Moham's last remark or was it anger more importantly Moham had played him for a free fuck. He should have known since the man never spoke to guys he picked up, they just had to lean over and take it then get paid. Deciding this was a no hoper he turned to walk home even more upset than he was earlier. Saturday afternoon and Conrad headed back home for the Hampshire countryside, he had no regrets standing Harry up and didn't want the confrontation with him sensing they were complete opposites. His tuition fees well and truly covered by the £9k he made, the extra was pain money for enduring the nights he spent being driven around London taking a hammering from the Arab man. Sitting on the train out of Waterloo station he realised the thought of sex with the Arab had made him hard. Can't be he thought to himself, why would that turn me on? It was the start of his own confused emotions and state of mind questioning his own sexuality on the long journey until he reached home and the serenity of Hibiscus Drive. Sometimes your mind can hide things from you that only appear when you least expect them to. For Conrad he had subconsciously been fighting this battle for years and never even knew it.

Doug Mandle was a physician at his own general practice in a small office park. The tall older gentleman sported a salt and pepper beard, a nice warm smile, and a dark side. Doug often took more from his patients than they expected or knew. The visit started simply enough. An eighteen year old boy named Oliver had scheduled an appointment in the morning for a flu shot and a physical and doug was only too happy to oblige when he saw the sandy blonde walk into the waiting room. He had cleared his schedule in anticipation of the visit, and made sure he had at least a few hours to tend to the boy. "so youre oliver!" doug smiled. "lets get started. itll be easier if we get going on the physical first i think. Take off your shirt and your pants." Oliver obeyed and unquestioningly trusted the fatherly doctors instruction. "hop up on the table ollie and just lie back." Oliver waited patiently as the doctor loaded a syringe and began swabbing his pale arm. "I havent seen many cases of the flu this year but its always good to catch up on vaccinations." The doctor plunged the needles contents into ollies arm. "Just lie back while i take a few notes" Ollie relaxed as he began to feel the room gently spin. "mufwaahh" he asked, as the doctor returned to stroke his hair. "thats a boy. nothing to worry about now lets just relax" Doug set and mounted the stirrups onto the table as he tugged olivers underwear off to explose his cock and balls. "very nice ollie, I bet you drive the ladies craaazy with that dont you?" Oliver raised his hand toward Doug, who gently guided it back to the table as he set the boys legs into the stirrups. "perfect. youre doing just great ollie." olivers mind was spinning. why couldnt he move? his arms and legs felt like clay. Doug pulled out his phone and set it on the countertop. Recording his little sessions for later was always a lucrative past time for the man. "now then, think happy thoughts for me, nice pretty girls yes? maybe some nice pretty boys too?" Doug began stroking the boys foreskin up and down his cock. "dont fight it now ollie just a little more" the doctor gripped and stroked the boys nuts in the other hand and Olivers cock began to stand to attention. Semihard, Doug stopped. "good boy ollie, now be brave for me, this next part makes our little movie very valuable." Oliver could barely hold his head up as the doctor reached into a drawer and removed a fresh catheter, liberally lubricating it and slipping it into the boys sensitive piss slit. "mmmgh" ollie grunted as the doctor seated the long tube inside him. "very good. im inside you now Ollie but we still have one more place to go boy" The doctor ran his rough lubricated digit around Olivers asshole, and then slipped the catheter tube inside. "We have to clean you out baby. dont worry, ill do all the work for you. Just lie back and dont fight." Doug opened the valve on the catheter as Olivers bright yellow piss flowed through the tube and into his own ass. Oliver huffed and moaned. "I know baby, feels warm in there doesnt it? youre doing great, just a little more." Finally spent, Oliver felt the catheter being slid from his cock and the clunk of dougs belt as it hit the floor along with his pants, revealing his nine inch uncut cock. doug sighed as he worked the catheter into the dripping piss slit of his own cock. "We're going to get to know each other really well Oliver." Doug released his own piss into the boys tight ass and smiled at his handywork. "Youre going to have so much fun making movies with me ollie. once we get you all nice and clean ill turn your butt," doug paused to slip the catheter out of both of them and set a bucket under the boys splayed legs. "into a beautiful pussy." Oliver shook his head from side to side in protest, "yes baby a pretty pink pussy with big puffy lips. Youll be a pretty girl for all the boys to fuck." A tear ran down Olivers as the doctor began massaging the boys firm lower abs and tight pink hole. "oh dont be upset. you might not like it now but I just know youre going to love it soon. Big finish now ollie, I know youre all full of piss so lets just let it all out for the camera" Ollie shook his head in protest as the doctor watched a dribble of brown liquid escape the boys ring. "dont fight it sweetie, the nice people paid to watch you get nice and clean so lets just relax and let it all out." Oliver groaned as he slowly gave in to the doctors firm circular motions and emptied himself into the bucket. "very good baby! youre pretty clean down there. Are you sure you dont already have some pretty young man of your own hmm? maybe a nice pretty boy with a big hard cock" Doug returned to the boys cock, rubbing a glob of clear lubricant into the shaft and continuing to stroke the boy as he teased him. "I'll find out soon enough sweetie. I can always tell if a boys been playing with other boys ollie." Ollie mewed in protest as doug dipped his middle finger into the boys slick hole "oh its nothing to be ashamed of sweetie, its really the best part of being a boy. Big dicks in your pretty little butt make you cum hard" Doug pressed hard on Olivers sensitive prostate and was rewarded with a glob of precum from the head. "see ollie? your pretty little butt made that happen. Although I have to say its a good thing we found eachother. This five inch cock of yours has no place fucking other boys. Its really best if we just get started on that new pussy for you." With that, doug moved the bucket and stood between the boys legs. "That sedative should help a little, but real men have real big cocks Ollie, so youre going to need to give a little push sweetie so i can get inside." Doug pressed his cock against the boys hole and looked into his dull, glassy green eyes. "push" he whispered, as ollie reluctantly complied and dougs red knob slipped into the tight ring. "oh ollie, youre a virgin! how lovely." doug pulled back and slipped in again, feeding another inch inside the boys protesting hole. "mmmgghh" oliver groaned. "I know ollie it feels strange, but once I get inside i promise youll feel better." doug quietly worked the boys hole for another twenty minutes until his balls kissed Olivers pale white ass cheeks and the boy sighed deeply. "there you go ollie im in you nice and deep now. how does your first big man inside feel?" Oliver rolled his head to the side and grunted. "you know what happens next ollie" Doug began gently fucking the tight virgin hole, "cum?" Olliver mumbled as he slowly rocked back and forth on the table. "thats right baby, your little butt is going to get a nice little gift. You see sweetie we're also going to take you from HIV negative to positive." Ollies breathing became rapid. he had to find a way out as his eyes scanned the room, but his body wouldnt budge. "noh...no" the boy moaned as he jostled about the table. "yes ollie just relax. a few warm squirts in your guts and its all over. Im going to make your pussy so beautiful Ollie." Doug stroked the boys dribbling cock as his balls tightened. "atta boy ollie, dont think about the gift sweetie, just focus on that big hard cock in your body and let nature take its course." Oliver gritted his teeth and groaned. He knew what was coming and he was powerless to fight it as his cock spewed a fountain of teenage cum across his chin and chest. He'd never cum like this in his entire young life, and here he was, impaled on the biggest cock he had ever seen outside of a porno, as the most powerful orgasm of his adult life ripped through his body. "here it comes ollie" Doug pushed deep and oliver grunted as he felt the older mans powerful cock kicking deep in his guts. "just a few more squirts baby almost done" doug soothed the boy as he slowly pulled his cock out of the battered hole and reached for a specimen jar. "Last clean load baby. Sometimes people need a little cum during fertility treatment. this saves me some cash and hey, you get to be a mystery daddy in the process." Oliver felt betrayed as the doctor collected the remainder of his seed and prepared another injection. "see you in a couple of hours sweetie" the doctors voice rang in his ears as he passed out. "Oliver?" the boy roused from the table and looked about the room. completely clean, not a single item out of place, and no trace of Doug. "what..happened?" "oh you passed out after your flu shot. Happens sometimes. i guess you must just not like needles very much." the male nurse chuckled. "my butt." he winced. "yep, Doug did most of your physical while you were out cold, checking for lumps and what not. That discomfort should go away in a few hours." Oliver rose to his feet and wandered back down the hall. "Oliver!" boomed the mans voice as he spun around on his heels. it was doug, clipboard and a smile. "Hey buddy! just wanted to say everything checks out and youre doing great. Let me know if you have any side effects from that flu shot and we'll check you out" "thanks" oliver smiled, and headed out the door.

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.

I lay there in the dark. I could just see shapes in front of me. I was on a leather mattress, one of three next to each other. A guy I could see was lying next to me. Like me he had his ass open to the sky, to anyone. My ass was open to anyone as well. But it was open to Poz guys more than anyone else. I didn’t want to discriminate. But to me I needed Poz cum. Only 30 minutes before I was on my iPhone typing my position and area on my iPhone. The ad I placed in Barebackrt was very specific. “ Poz guys only to breed Neg guy not on Prep in dark room at Bathhouse. Please bareback Poz with the words not on Meds Poz” time and place. Here I was 30 mins later lying on my stomach in the dark . My asshole was lubed. Every other minute I sniffed poppers. My cock was irrelevant. It is an intense experience lying in the dark, sniffing poppers, watching shadows in front of you. The guy next to me was as still as a plank. Part of me wanted to check his pulse. When a guy came near him and start to fuck him, he hardly made a sound. You could feel men’s hands feel your ass and legs ,finger your hole. Random men . But I wanted something else . Something more . I waited. It seemed like forever and not long at all. A guy was feeling my leg in the dark. It was slow . He got to my ass and seemed to linger around my hole. Suddenly a voice came out of the darkness” Not on Meds , Poz” That was it . Nothing for a moment, as I breathed harder. Suddenly I felt wetness, Then I felt hardness. Then pain , then pleasure. Next to me the voice again.” You got more than you bargained for . Take that Poz cock.” He pushed it in hard. I had an intake of breath. We both stopped for a moment . Then a voice. “ “You sure you want this?. No turning back” He almost impaled me and I answered almost in a scream. “ Give me your Poz DNA.” He breathed against my neck. “ Your a fucking slut” “ Yes” I responded. The guy fucking me laughed. Then loudly he said to anyone in the room “ This slut wants to be fucked Poz, full of Poz cum. No self respect. He deserves everything he gets. Load him up with anything”. With his elbow he pushed me down. “I will be back”. He got off me. Emptiness. This was only for a minute or so . “ Fuck bitch you want fucking AIDS!!” In short jabbing movements the next guy did not care. “ Been Poz 3 weeks you will fucking have this Pozzz” He trailed off. He had cum. So quickly. He managed to say “ Slut” as he left me but he disappeared as quickly as he came. I felt myself smile. This is heaven.This is the meaning of life. Another voice. “ No meds, Poz” this guy just grunted, again and again pushing into me. “ Fuck slut you are Poz “ He came abruptly. Next to me the other guy being bottomed moved. He put his hand on my shoulder”. I need to cum “ He said. “ I have no idea what I am . If I have it or not. Never been tested”. “Please fuck me “ I replied. He moved on top of me and started to pound hard my ass . “ I need to cum .Fuck this is so hot. Fuck you are so we wet. Fuuck!”. He had cum. He breathed against my neck. He stayed there for the longest time and then moved” Hope you get what you want” He said as he left. I was still smiling to myself in the darkness when I heard a familiar voice. Gruffly he announced to the shadows . “Have you had your fill of Poz cum slut? “ “ Never” I replied. “Please fill me up with more” He rammed into me hard. I panted into the mattress. “I am close ,slut. You are going to be Charged Poz. Fuck you are going to have dirty seed in you. Take that Poz seed! “ We both lay there. “You are going to have to go out of this Dark room eventually. People are milling around out the door to see who the Poz loving cum dump is. I smiled to myself. I had achieved wanted I was a Poz loving cum dump in a Bathhouse darkroom.

I just met a guy in an alley behind his house just so he could piss on me. this is the fifth time he has pissed on me and I have never even touched his cock or his load. while I have had lots of guys piss on me, down my throat and up my ass, I have only met a few guys who only wanted to piss on me but its fun cause it feels extra degrading.i had one guy who would meet me in a mall restroom and piss all over me while I sat on a toilet or got down on my knees. another guy would have me come over and kneel blindfolded in his apt hallway while he pissed in my mouth. do you have guys who don't use you to get off but just as a toilet?

Cumdumps don't choose to be faggots. They are born with a deep desire to be used as fucktoys and cum recepticals. That's why they don't care who's cock they suck or who fucks them up the ass and they are willing to do it anywhere you tell them to. They just NEED cock and cum so badly that they are willing to do or say anything to get it. They are addicts for cock and cum. That's why cumdump faggots are so easy to use and degrade and pass around.

I want that shirt. Oh....and I wouldn't have a problem being his bitch too.

By John Y. I'd always wished for a larger cock. I mean, don't get me wrong—I like my cock and it does just fine by me, but I'd always envied the huge donkey hung studs I'd see at the Y where I have a membership for my family. I like to jog, swim and “relax” in the sauna in the rare instance that I actually have some free time for myself. Mostly it's my beautiful wife Denise and my sons who take advantage of not only the facilities themselves, but a whole host of workshops, spinning classes, and weigh training seminars available. My wife does the yoga classes to help de-stress from running the boys around to their full schedule of extracurricular activities and sports practices. I have three sons total; Jeff, by my first wife, and two other sons; Jake and Tyler—both from my current wife, and both as adorable as their mother. Raising sons nowadays is a lot more complicated than it was when I was a kid. If I wanted to play baseball after school I'd just bring my mitt w/me to school that day and play at the park on the way home along with the other kids. My sons, like most nowadays, need their own electronic organizers and costly uniforms and accompanying safety gear for each team they're on—which is many. My oldest son Jeff is a hearty high school senior, all American in every way—sort of beefy from too much soda pop and videogames, yet he has an intensely competitive nature. He excels in sports, and has the kind of beefy build that's perfect for rugby, hockey, and football. He's still growing and he's gonna be a big bruiser by the time his body catches up with his hormonal fluxes. Jeff has adorably messy light brown locks that poke out all over and kind of flips from under the back of his omnipresent ball caps. The kid wears a different ball cap every day and even holds down a part-time job at the local lids shop at the mall. He claims he couldn't support such an extravagant image without the generous employee discount. And apparently not having your own personal brand or completely unique style is unacceptable as a high school senior in 2004. When my first wife and I divorced, Jeff was a toddler and his mother was more interested in booze and other men than she was being part of a nuclear family. So with the help of my parents and brother, I raised Jeff primarily by myself until I remarried. The bond between my son and me is stronger than any other I've ever known. In many ways, Jeff is my best friend; my sounding board about everything from listening to me bitch about “that idiot on talk radio”, to enduring my frequent tales of how “we used to do it” when I was a kid. We share blond jokes and a sick addiction to AFV (yes—the stupid show where people send in videos of their grandmothers catching on fire or dying at weddings with overt canned laughter overlaid.) It's wrong. We know. But we cant seem to change the channel once it's on, and I chalk it up to my voyeuristic side. Jeff's also the one who'll tell me how bad my golf swing is, and why I shouldn't wear “those way too short Adidas running shorts, Dad!”. Secretly I think he's just jealous and wants to wear them for the vintage factor, but they're a little too large for him now. All in all, we have one of the closest, most communicative, and healthiest father/son relationships I know of. Jeff's eighteenth birthday was coming up soon and I wanted to make sure it was a day for him to remember. Turning 18 is a big thing for someone that age and I easily recalled my excitement at the prospect of graduating from a restricted license, high school, and all the wonder and freedom of a life away at college. I knew Jeff expected something significant for his birthday and I debated for a long time over what to get him. Even though he wanted his own car, I didn't want to go that route. Lots of dads buy their sons new cars for their 18th birthdays and 3/4 of them end up totaling it within weeks anyway. I wanted Jeff to earn his car, so he'd appreciate it. I wanted to give Jeff something more substantial than a material purchase. I wanted to give Jeff something that he could really own for the rest of his life—something that his “old man” gave him, by which he'd always remember and cherish our good times together. I gave the matter a lot of thought over the weeks leading up to Jeff's birthday, and one day at the Y it finally came to me. After a particularly taxing day of work, a heavy greasy burger lunch on the run in my car between meetings, and two too many beers with the my last client of the day, I decided I should do myself some good and hit the gym. I phoned my wife from the car and explained that I needed some “me time”, and I'd be home late after I hit the gym and unwound a little. She and I respect each other's need for space and time and I think that makes for a good marriage in our case. We both know how invigorating and detoxifying it can be to pump out some adrenaline at the gym, sweat out that stress, and rejuvenate in the bathing facilities at the Y. Our local Y was just built a few years ago and is well maintained. The men's steam and dry saunas are spic and span, as are the pool, locker, and shower areas. After a good run and some free weights, I felt like I deserved some shower time and indulgently headed towards the showers. I couldn't wait to peel off my sweat-drenched gym gear and just bask under the hot jet sprays of the shower for a while. It was about an half an hour before the Y closed and I'd been the only one under the refreshing steam jets of the showers for a while. I'd actually finished scrubbing myself down and eyes closed, I was letting the warm water glide down over my oxygenated muscles and swirl the ocean-scented body wash down the drains at my feet. Racking my brain once again about what to get Jeff, and breathing in lung-fulls of steam and scented water, my mind wandered. I started thinking about how good the water felt on my skin. My balls were hanging low and when my soapy hand drifted past the head of my now lucid cock I felt hedonistic warmth rush in patches all over my body. My mind's eye flashed images of all the hot muscles I'd seen straining and pushing in the gym. Guys with massive arms—huge guns Jeff called them—paraded and pumped in my mind. I remembered a distinctly huge, beefy football player we'd seen during last Sunday's game. Trying to imagine what this guy's look like unstuffed from his tight shiny blue pants, I threw wood. This jolted me back to reality and I struggled to focus as I opened my eyes. At first, I wasn't sure if I was asleep or really under the hot foggy showers. What appeared to be that guy from Sunday's game—or perhaps his brother—was hanging up his towel at the end of the row of showers and heading towards me on the right. I wiped my wet hair to the side and flushed the excess water from my eyes and still I had to blink twice to realize that I was in fact fully conscious and cognizant of the hulking beefster next to me. He casually said hi and turned on the shower nozzle next to where I was standing. I choked out a ridiculously girlish “umm …hi there.” and turned the other way to quickly apply an additional dose of shampoo to my already clean hair. After all, I tried to convince myself, the bottles does read “shower, rinse, repeat”. I just needed to figure out how I could steal another glance what I thought I saw with this huge guy. What I definitely knew was that this guy was stacked. He was probably 6’6”, thick slabs of bulky rounded muscles that bounced on his already massive frame, black hair, and a strong healthy girth that in all honesty must've been about three bills. This guy was massive! In a deep baritone, he started humming that clever baby back ribs jingle, then started singing it. When he breathed, his thick d cup pecs bounced, and in turn so did his ripped but bulging belly, and so on down to his meat. In my peripheral vision I could sense something huge and pendulous moving, and as my eyes were drawn down this beast's thick body I honed in on the hugest package I've ever witnessed The guy sported a long fat dong, close in size and shape to a baby's arm, and a massive pair of bull nuts. He was donkey hung and didn't seem to mind me staring, as he rinsed the shampoo from his hair. Arms raised behind his head, blowing out his huge biceps for me like cocky plumage—his gut and basket were pushed forward making his meat bounce even harder with each deep “baby back, baby back, baby back” reiteration. He finally addressed my stunned stare with a friendly, but decidedly knowing, “Ya wanna know what it's like, doncha? I gulped and nodded. He told me most guys couldn't keep their eyes off of it and he didn't mind the attention at all. In fact, he told me he liked to share the wealth and I could take a hold of it to see how heavy it felt. I couldn't believe this guy was gonna let me grab his donkey in the showers, but I knew that beggars can't be choosers and decided to seize the opportunity, along with his horsemeat. I nervously looked around—the locker-room was silent except for us, and I stepped over in front of him. When I took his huge hang in my hand I blushed because even my man-sized hand couldn't reach all the way around it. I squeezed a little and repositioned my fingers around the rubbery dong, but I still couldn't get full grasp. It must've weighed a solid pound plus, and the giant bag that hung beneath his flopper held two testes the size of softballs. I recoiled my hand quickly because for a second I thought for sure this must be some kind of physical abnormality—like a twin brother that never fully developed and I was going to see this guy on Oprah next week or something. It was abnormal to say the least, but it was indeed a cock. And the most perfectly formed giant monster cock I think anyone has ever seen. Even with the internet male porn I'd sneak on the computer sometimes late at night, I'd never seen anything this big. “I guess you've got some rare lucky genetics”, I nervously snickered to break the tension. “No way buddy” he chuckled, “this isn't a genetic gift from my dad. This is Christmas gift from my girlfriend”. Puzzled, I stared back wondering what the hell he meant. I asked him to explain, and he told me that his girlfriend worked downtown—not far from Chinatown. During her lunch breaks she would often peruse a local herbal shop and buy crazy cough remedies and PMS teas and stuff. She developed a great rapport with the owner—a withered but wise old Chinese man who had an herbal remedy or potion for anything and everything that ails ya. His girlfriend mentioned one day that she needed a unique gift for her boyfriend, and something that they could possibly use to enhance their sex life. She expected some Benewah balls or spicy herbed lube of some sort, but instead the old man winked at her and said he had just the thing. He scurried off, climbed up a ladder, and produced a glass jar of what appeared to be dried black leaves of some sort from a hidden stash, behind the New Age book overstock section. As he climbed down from the ladder he shook a bony finger her way and warned her to be very careful with what he was about to share with her. He told her it was an ancient Asian masculinity herb and would produce amazing yet unregulated aphrodisiac affects on whoever ingested the mix. He warned that the results were always unpredictable, yet he'd never seen happier customers than those who'd purchased the herbs for their mates. He said it was never to be taken—or even touched by women, and she should only allow her partner to open and ingest the contents that he spooned into a tiny rice paper envelope for her. She agreed and giggled inside thinking that if nothing else, it would make for a great gag gift Little did she know that the seedling thought in her mind at that moment would manifest itself in the way the herbs would take effect. Three days later her boyfriend was transformed after drinking the herbs steeped as tea, as the envelope prescribed. “She eventually learned to overcome her gag reflex.” the bruiser cockily laughed, “and I've been the object of admiration and respect from everyone I've met since, he snickered. “I've gotten three promotions at work, was made captain of my rugby team, and I never pay for drinks at clubs anymore.”, he goaded. He shook the obscene member at me again and taunted me with it. You want one, doncha bud? You wanna know what it's like to have a donkey swinging between your thighs 24/7, doncha buddy? His previously jovial demeanor now verged on arrogance, but I suppose I couldn't blame him. I nodded and agreed when he inquired for the third time about my envy, but I knew I needed to play it cool if I were to maximize this situation. It almost seemed as if the serpent in his fist was speaking directly to me now. “You want this for yourself, doncha dude?” it hissed lewdly. “No”, I responded simply. That threw the guy for a loop, as I'm sure it wasnt the typical glazed and patented “uh huh” he was accustomed to hearing. “I want it for my son.”, I announced. The guy laughed and asked me if I was kidding. I shared a little info with him about my relationship with my son, and told him about my desire to gift Jeff with something he'd not soon forget. He agreed with my logic and told me he'd share the secret shop with me, but only on one condition. “What's that?”, I queried him. “That if he gets bigger than me, I get to see his.” Deal! We shook on it and he clued me in as to where I needed to go and what I needed to do. The next morning I cleared my afternoon schedule and made a beeline to the shop at lunch. By 12:30 I held in my possession the gift of life for my son's 18th birthday. Jeff's eighteenth birthday was two days away, and I was anxious to give Jeff his gift. I doubted and questioned myself over and over again in the meantime. Was this wrong? Was it illegal? Doesn't every dad hope that their son wil inherit the best genes the family jewels have to offer? I figured at most Jeff and I would get a good laugh, and then I'd buy him a car to reoccupy his mind. That Friday night couldn't have come sooner. Of course Jeff was hosting an obligatory blow-out bash in our basement rec-room with 10 of his closest buds (car keys to be left in my possession), but I wanted to share a special private moment with my son before his guests arrived. After dinner I went into my den and threw back two double Scotch's, and called for Jeff to come join me. Feeling the need to be relaxed I was wearing those old Adidas track shorts form my stint on my HS running team 2½ decades prior, and I was adjusting my ball sack and to the warm glow produced by the Scotch when Jeff entered the room. “What's up Pops?” he asked—with an inconceablable smile on his face. In the back of his mind, I knew he thought he was baout to be hnaded a set of keys to a new Porsche or at least a VW. I told Jeff to feel free to grab a beer from my minibar fridge and sit down, because i wanted to talk to him. His eyes lit up about the beer and the newly adult privilege I bestowed on him, but of course he felt compelled to add a cynical teenage groan and obligatory eye roll at the prospect of a lecture. He flopped into the leather armchair opposite me, threw one leg over the side and popped open his beer. He paused just briefly before swigging form it—first to see if I was really going to allow him to drink a beer, and secondly to hide that fact that he knew how to swig beer form a bottle like a sailor already. That fact would have solidified my sneaking suspicion that hed been raiding my wetbar for about a year now anyway, and possibly even explain why I couldn't find my favorite Adidas shorts sometimes. He sensed my lax attitude about the beer and took and sip and pretended to make a face at the fuzz. I told him to cut the BS with me and remember who he was dealing with here and we both laughed. That broke the ice and he proceeded to swig the bottle like a seasoned pro. “Jeff”, I started, “I want you to know that since you were a little boy, I've only ever wanted the best for you—in every possible way.” Another obligatory eye roll and a mumbled “I know that, Dad—sheesh!”. “Now Jeff, listen to me here for a minute, I continued. Aside form footing the ridiculous bill for this party of yours tonight, I picked up something special for your birthday. One more gulp of beer and an intense stare to me as he tried to figure out what kind of car I was leading up to. Then he finished the beer. “Can I have another one Dad? Please! It's my only 18th birthday, c'mon!” Ok, I relented but I want one too, and I have something else for us as well.. He swung back around from the fridge, hading me the beer and looked at the tiny envelope in my hands. “I have something here for you son, and now that you're a man I think you can handle this.” He looked again at the envelope as he flopped back into the chair and asked me if I was going to smoke a jay with him. Now I was the one who rolled my eyes, and explained that I wasn't quite that kind of Dad, but I did have something for him that I could almost guarantee none of his friends Dads would give them. “What is it Dad?” he asked, his curiosity piqued. “Whatcha got for me Pops?” “A donkey dick.” I flatly replied. Jeff blew beer foam thru his nose—spraying my legs and shorts. Coughing and trying to regain composure, he laughed out loud at me. “No, really c'mon Dad.” he belted out. The beer was going to his head fast and I could see his beefy pink cheeks flush with alcohol and laughter. “What is it?”. I explained to him about the old Chinaman in the shop and the supposed effects of the herbs and Jeff just stared at me—trying to determine if I was pulling his leg, or if premature Alzheimer's was settling in. “I'm serious, Jeff.” I explained. “Guys with monster cocks get ahead in this world and even though I don't believe I've done you wrong in the family jewels department, I want you to have every advantage possible in this world.” He knew my spiel was of the utmost honesty and sincerity and he quieted down. “So what do I do?” He looked to me for a lead. I handed him the envelope and told him to add the crushed leaves to his beer. “Even if it tastes bad, swallow it all and don't puke, OK? I chided him. “I know how to drink beer Dad”, he mocked and snatched the satchel from my hands. The reality of what I was presenting him kicked in, and I knew that at this moment a new car was the FURTHEST thing from his hormonally charged teen mind. I had to admit—I was on the edge of my seat, myself. Jeff added the mixture to his beer and glug, glug, glugged it down. He sat back down in the chair and looked completely normal. I watched intently for any sign of change. He looked down at his crotch, back up at me, and then let go a huge belch. That made us both laugh an then Jeff's face went completely blank and pale. He bolted up quickly in front of me and grabbed my arm. “Oh my God, Dad!, he exclaimed nervously, I think it's starting.” Jeff began trembling and his grip on my arm grew stronger—almost to the point that it hurt me. I steadied him at the hip with my other arm and frantically panicked, wondering if I'd just poisoned my own son. A huge smile dawned on his lips and he shook my arm excitedly. I broke my gaze from his face as I noticed his baggy khaki trousers begin to heave and stir. He was tenting alright and my curiosity kept me glued in my seat—at eye-level with his growing mound. Jeff threw his head backwards, let out a lewd moan, and inhaled deeply. When he did, the bulge in his trousers lunged forward and a large burgeoning outline was taking shape. With each low guttural moan, Jeff was breathing life into his new baby. Within minutes the distinct outline of a large eggplant was bulging out of his pants I wondered how insane this night would become. “Awww yeah—that feels sooooo damn good”, Jeff hissed under his breath. His voice had already deepened and his nascent donkey drew the attention of his hands. Both of them rubbed the enormous eggplant bulge in his pants and he caught my eye with a glace as he squeezed his pant mound. I could see pure sexual lust in his eyes and it was a little awkward for me to recognize that in my son. I'd seen this look before during really intense, connected sex sessions with girlfriends—even my wives now and then, but this was different. I could literally smell and taste the pheromones Jeff's pits were exuding and the heady aroma drew me in. Jeff's moaning continued and I thought his antagonized pants my burst right in my face. It was as if someone were filling a giant water balloon down his leg and soon the bulge began to resemble a butternut squash. I doubted the cotton of his khaki's ability to retain the monster much longer and wondered when it would stop. I mean—I did want Jeff to have a huge one, but I didn't want him relegated to a traveling sideshow or medical journal. Oh shit—what if I gave him too much? What if he's too young? Thoughts were racing through my mind, but the manly aromas now wafting form Jeff's body were starting to bone me as well. Jeff's breathing began to slow and the bulge seemed to have slowed its rapid rate of expansion. I couldn't help myself any longer and I reached forward and yanked down Jeff's trousers. What lay before my eyes was the wildest thing I'd ever seen. Jeff's cock had morphed into a heavy, lewd column of meat. He'd even developed a massive juicy foreskin that bloated out the circumference of the cock and make it appear even larger. It had to be at least 15 inches in length and probably 10 inches around. It bobbed and throbbed in front of my face and seemed to be breathing on it's own. His ball sack hung a solid foot below his groin and his testes had swollen up like ripe Florida grapefruits. Jeff wrapped both hands all the way around it and with his voice definitely an octave lower asked me if it was really him. He squeezed it and shook the bloated beast a few times. Jeff shuddered in ecstasy and a tablespoon of thick precum oozed from his quarter-slot piss-slit, and began a viscous, slow-mo descent from Jeff's monster and dripped lewdly onto my leg. I shoveled the goo up with my fingers and brought it to my nose. It reeked of semen personified, and I nearly succumbed to the Cloroxy smell, as if I were scrubbing an unventilated bathtub. Jeff leaned in and inhaled deeply. When he did my cock jumped and the head burst forth from my tight Adidas shorts. That gave us both a jolt and Jeff's monster bounced one final time and bloated up another inch in diameter. That was as big as it was gonna get, and it was gargantuan by any standards. Neither of us knew what to expect from his newly birthed monsterbone. My son was now a magnificent bullstud. His monster meatshaft would be the envy of men everywhere, his now stacked bulbous chest had grown a thick matt of fur. His voice was a full octave deeper and he'd developed a visible 5 o'clock shadow. His eyes were lustfully wild and it was plain that I'd turned my son into a sexual beast. He grabbed my head from behind and forced my mouth onto his Easter ham. My eyes bulged and my lips stretched tightly just to accommodate the head. As my eyes teared up, I looked up at him and saw maniacal evil in his eyes. I don't think he even knew it was me he was forcing onto his cock. I don't think he cared either. At that moment my manboy just needed his nut. I got him into this situation and I was to endure the brunt of his first powerdong experience. He bludgeoned my mouth and I whimpered like a punished boy, taking my medicine. Copious amounts of precum poured from his nozzle like a broken beertap and my swollen lips barely accommodated one third of his might girth. He pumped and grunted and I gasped for air thru my nose. Thick bolts of precum squished out the corners of my mouth and landed in loud splats on the floor each time he plunged his beast into my skull. My boner was throbbing like mad but I couldn't touch it because I needed both hands to steady myself as my son tore me a new one. Tears streamed down my purple swollen face and I nearly passed out form asphyxiation. Synaptic stars shot off like fireworks in my brain due to lack of oxygen and then the first volley hit. The cum gushed so intensely out of Jeff's cock that the pressure blew him off of me like a crimped firehose unraveling. Trying to get a hold of the angry beast, Jeff grabbed it tightly with both hands and attempted to direct the lurid flow of semen, but it was no use. He shot off at least ten huge wads of cum, each one pulsing out of his monster and hosing me down in warm pungent jizz. Jeff grunted and growled and I could literally see his balls beginning to deflate as they unleashed their substantial payload. A thick gloppy cupful of jizz splatted squarely in my face and I looked out from under the drippin ooze to see Jeff collapse back into his chair. I shot my meager manwad into a puddle of my son's mitochondrial spermpool, and struggled to catch my breath. Within moments Jeff was snoring in the chair, and I scrambled to clean up the slippery mess. My den was awash with jizz and I sopped it with as many bar towels as I could find. My body was covered in the gooey gore and I worried that Jeff's guests might start arriving soon so I hurriedly wiped down everything and ran to the shower. When I came back Jeff began to stir, the swelling of his thick member had begun to subside and in the light it looked like a like a saintly baby sleeping. “Oh my God, Dad, Jeff started, I just had the most fucked up dream.” When he looked down for a reality check, he gulped hard and his eyes shot up at me in near disbelief. There was an intense moment of silence and then Jeff's signature smile appeared. He confirmed what I had always hoped he would say to me. “You're the best Dad ever!” “Happy Birthday Jeff, I replied. Never forget who's your Daddy!”

Just wait til you hit and pass the 10,000 partner mark like I have. That is an even bigger rush to know you've had that many different males for sex partners--more than the entire population of Sannibel Island Florida (big tourist beach destination down here).

PART 4 Scott continued to moan and started to beg Jesse to fuck him. Pretty soon there were four of us bottoming, filled with cock, begging to be bred full of sperm. Jesse was fucking Scott, and that boy was a filthy cunt. As soon as he turned around I could see that his hole was already leaking cum. I reached over and roughly pushed my finger into his ass. “How many loads, fag boy?” Scott moaned and said “Six sir!” “Bet you don’t even know any of their names, fucking tweaked out whore.” “No, Sir! I was cruising in the park earlier and the guys just walked up and started using me while I was bent over a picnic table.” I laughed and said “of course you were, faggot. Spun whore taking loads in the park from random strangers. What a pig.” Just then, Jesse leaned down and gave Scott another shotgun of tina, which he passed along to me, making sure to make out with me along the way. He was a pretty young thing who clearly lived for dick. All the while Garrett was playing with my hole while his brother and their buddy took turns fucking Adam and Brian. Adam’s cunt was gaping open every time Dean or Jack pulled their dick out of his hole. That boy was a filthy fucking whore, moaning loudly, begging the two guys to use him. Brian mostly laid there, in a stupor. The poor boy had never done drugs before, and now his virgin hole was being abused by two alpha boys with big fat cocks. They didn’t give a shit about his virginity or his reluctance to get high. To them he was just a cunt. To be used, bred and then used some more. I’ve always been one to be able to appreciate both sides of that coin. I love breeding a dirty fagdump, and then turning around to offer my cunt up to the next hard dick that wants to use it. Garrett was beginning to abuse my cunt more with his fingers, so we moved to the sofa and I laid on my back. Garrett and Jack were both shorter than me, which I love. Little matching hairy fireplugs with big fat cocks. And this one wanted to fuck his Daddy. “You ready, Daddy!?” Garrett leaned over and started to kiss me. I grabbed the back of his head and furiously made out with him while his hand opened up my pussy. “You sure your man enough to fuck your old man, son?” Garrett just moaned and hissed “my daddy’s a dirty cumdump who needs to get bred, isn’t he? Let me fuck the ass that made me.” Then he quickly slipped his cock in my ass, all thick 8” of it. I drew in a breath, hissing at the sudden intrusion of a large cock into my asshole. Once Garrett bottomed out he paused and looked me in the eyes, grinning wickedly. “You ready to get raped, Daddy? I’m horny as fuck from the tina, and I can tell my daddy is a total fucking whore. I can’t wait to eat loads out of your pussy daddy!” This boy knew how to push all of my buttons, both in my hole and in my head. Garrett started to plow my ass relentlessly, while keeping up a steady stream of filthy talk. Telling me how he was going to get my number and come over to breed me every day after work from now on. My ass was on fire from all the drugs we’d done, and I was feeling really greedy. I closed my eyes and just listened to four sexy tops raping four hot cumdumps. Garrett couldn’t stop talking about fucking his own Dad so to shut him up I grabbed the back of his head again and pulled him toward my mouth, kissing him hard, while my other hand pulled on his super furry ass, getting his cock as deep into my cunt as it could go. My ass was fully opened up, slurping from the lube and I couldn’t stop moaning while we were kissing. We were in our own world, quietly talking dirty. “Fuck me Garrett! You man enough to breed your own Dad? You wanna put that load up Daddy’s cunt?” “Fuck yeah, Daddy! I’m gonna breed you so hard. Gonna knock your pussy up and get you pregnant with my babies. But who the fuck knows who the real dad will be, since you’re such a fucking slut! Taking anyone’s load like a back alley whore.” He grinned at me again and I kissed him hard again, begging him “fuck son, just rape Daddy’s cunt. Fuck me as hard as you can! Make sure that load of jizz is as far up my pussy as it’ll go! Lube me up for my next customer.” He pounded me hard for a few more minutes and then started to pant quickly. “Fuck, Daddy. I’m gonna breed you! Tell me what you want, Daddy! Tell me!” “Fuck me baby boy! Breed your daddy! Dump that motherfuckin load in my guts! Knock me up with your sexy sexy babies!” Garrett kept pounding my pussy, driving me wild with lust and begging for more. Then he shoved his cock all the way in my ass and held still. I could feel his cock throbbing inside me and the thick loads of boy cum hitting the walls of my cunt. He continued to moan loudly and when we came up for air, the other guys started to laugh and briefly applauded then quickly went back to fucking each other like animals. It was my turn to top. I had my pick of all of them and still wanted to add my jizz to Brian’s recently virginal cumdump.

No Golf Foursome It had been a few days since I last heard from college boy and figured that the worst of his flu was over. His comments made it sound like it hit him really hard and I kind of wondered if he was just being a drama queen and milking out the attention from his dad for a couple weeks. Hopefully the extended flu meant he was really potent. The more I thought about it, the more it turned me on that I had charged him up. And had knocked his dad up too. My last fuck had been with college boy in the alley and I really needed to get my dick in a guy soon. I took a break from work and scanned my phone apps to see who might be around. On the second app, I spotted college boy and checked out his profile. There were a few changes including a new pic. His status now said "ask" and he now listed himself as a top. My dick twitched and I smiled to myself. I sent off a message and just said "How ya doin?" "Fuckin gr8 glad thats ovr horny af" was his quick reply. "LOL spread ur seed" I sent back. "bred my 1st 2 bad hes poz" college boy responded. "dont turn down poz guys. ur one now. he in bldg?" I answered. "did dad 3x he got rash n fever today ;)" he replied. "cool. now u need to try neg" I typed back. "talked 2 1 but he wants proof" was his response. "might b hard to get test now. keep lookin" I replied. I looked around some more and didn't see anyone interesting, but I needed to get back to work anyway. At the end of the day, I grabbed my laptop and sat down on the couch. My dick had been throbbing for the past half hour and I knew I needed to drain my balls soon. I checked out the messages on a few sites and looked to see who was online. A smile grew across my face as I saw the profile and quickly fired off a message. "Hey, up for fun?" I sent off to dragonboy. I wasn't sure who was going to be on the other end - him or his cousin, but I didn't care since both were good fucks and liked getting bred. A few minutes later I got a reply "sorry my cousin is here. I can't." I shook my head and said "What?" to myself and sent back "We did it before. I can fuck both of you." "I don't like to share" he replied. Part of me was thinking he was just making excuses and wasn't interested. Maybe he heard my comment last time that I was toxic and didn't want to push his luck. Another part of me was thinking maybe we could just hookup in the stairwell or some other spot in the building, and then I got a real evil idea. I sent off "LOL greedy huh? What if I bring another top?" and waited. If he turned that down then I'd give up on him and hunt elsewhere. "He got a good dick?" dragonboy responded a few minutes later. "Got him" I said to myself. I couldn't remember, but told him "Not as good as mine but should feel good in you" as I picked up my phone. I quickly sent off a message "u up 4 tagging someone?" Several minutes later, I had everything set up. Another half hour and I was walking out of my condo and taking the trip down the stairs. I got to the 4th floor and waited another minute or so until I heard footsteps on the stairs above me. It was deja vu, since collegeboy looked almost identical to our first fuck. He had the same tight tank top, the same baggy shorts, the tall leather army boots and his hair tied up in a bun. But this time he didn't have a nervous look on his face, it was replaced with a wry grin. I whispered "I get the one with the ink first, you get the other one. When we've dropped our first load, we swap. Dirty talk is good, just no poz talk, ok? Oh... and you need to wear a mask." "They neg?" collegeboy asked before pulling a mask out of his pocket. "Maybe" I said with a smile. We walked out of the stairwell and down the hall to apartment 4C and I knocked on the door. We slipped on our masks just as the door opened and there stood dragonboy in just a thong and a smile. "Fuck! I forgot my mask, sorry. Come on in." He glanced at me and then looked collegeboy over. "Uh... is he legal?" dragonboy asked. I chuckled and said "Yeah, he is" while collegeboy nodded his head. "Hope he's a good fuck" dragon boy said as we followed him back toward his bedroom. I felt my cock start to get hard as I looked at the thong strap disappear between his two firm butt cheeks. Collegeboy was looking at the same thing and rubbing his crotch as he walked, the baggy shorts obscuring his stiff cock. Once in the bedroom I saw his cousin on his knees on the bed. I had to look twice but then I realized he had a puppy tail butt plug in his ass. "I lubed him up already since he hasn't been fucked since you last did him and I thought he needed to get his hole stretched out to take you" dragonboy explained. I wasn't sure which time I fucked his cousin he was referring to, but I doubted he knew about me fucking his cousin solo. "I'm probably tight too since I only got fucked once since then and that guy insisted on wrapping it. I forgot how much I hate condom sex" dragonboy said, turning his head and smiling at me. He climbed on the bed next to his cousin and handed a small bottle of lube back to me. I pushed my shorts off, letting my hard shaft spring free, and let them drop to the floor before pulling my tee over my head. Collegeboy followed my lead and was stepping out of his shorts and peeling his tight tank top off about a half step behind me. He looked hot standing there in just his leather boots with his cock sticking straight out, a sheen of pre on the head. I lubed up dragonboy's hole while collegeboy worked the plug out of the cousin's ass. With a loud plop, the plug came free and the cousin moaned loudly. Collegeboy slipped a pair of fingers into the cousin's hole and muttered "fuck yeah" as he yanked them out and stuffed his cock inside. I was a little pissed that collegeboy was the first to get his dick in, but I liked his enthusiasm. Working my fingers in dragonboy's ass a bit more got him ready until my dripping cock found its way to his entrance. I must have waited too long because dragonboy shoved his ass back, impaling himself on my cock. He had never been one of those 'lay there and take it' bottoms and that was something I liked about him. Resting my hands on his back, I let him fuck himself on my shaft with little movement from me. He was snarling and grunting out of his uncovered mouth, unlike his cousin who was just letting out muffled whimpers as collegeboy fucked harder and faster. Grabbing his hips, I took control and drove my cock in with a hard, firm thrust. Dragonboy growled but stayed still while I stood there a moment. Slowly I pulled back until just the tip was inside before I shoved back and broke through, planting every millimeter of my cock inside his chute. "Wreck that hole" I heard from collegeboy. I looked over and saw that he had slowed down and was now pumping his cock in and out of the cousin much less forcefully. "You cum after I do" I said quietly, trying to make sure he lasted a while. He nodded and backed off the pace a little more. I wanted him to enjoy the fuck first and not be concentrating solely on knocking the guy up. If it happened, that would just be an added bonus. I flipped my concentration back to dragonboy and varied my thrusts. Some were gentle and some were hard, sometimes I gave him a long strokes and sometimes it was only a few inches. Looking over again, collegeboy was now pounding the cousin again. He would hammer him and then pull out a second before shoving back in and hammering him again. After seeing him do it a few times I thought he must be getting close. When he pulled out and flipped the cousin on to his back, I felt my own balls start to tingle. I pushed dragonboy's shoulders down until his head was pressed against the bed and started to thrust faster. He started to work his ass muscles around my cock and it took every bit of determination not to breed him right then and there. I knew that's what he wanted, but I wanted to fuck a little longer. Out of the side of my eye, I saw collegeboy pull out and groan as he tried desperately to not shoot his load yet. He stood there several seconds and the cousin even looked back at him, his eyes pleading to get fucked more. I drilled dragonboy another couple minutes and I couldn't delay any longer. Slamming in, my cock engorged and started to shoot spurts of diseased cum into dragonboy's hole. He moaned out "Oh fuck yeah" the moment he felt my cock start to flood his ass and he milked my cock hoping to get every last drop. After the first four or five shots, I slowly rocked my hips, makng sure I painted my seed over as many parts of his boi cunt as I could. With the last of my load emptied, I churned it up and looked over at collegeboy just in time to see him lunge forward and growl as he shot his load into the cousin. His orgasm seemed to last a while and I hoped he saved enough for our second round. As good as dragonboy's hole felt I wanted to get into his cousin and feel my dick get coated in collegeboy's viral slime. Collegeboy looked over at me with a wicked grin and then started to plow into the cousin's hole. He matched my pace with dragonboy for a few minutes until I pulled out. I slapped dragonboy's ass and moved back. I put my hand on collegeboy's shoulder, pulling him to his left. His cock plopped out of the cousin's hole along with a stream of pink tinged cum. The hole slowly started to close and I moved in, pulling back my foreskin and covering the head with the cum that was around the cousin's hole and on his shaved balls. With a quick plunge, I was mostly inside with my first push and only a little protest from the cousin. Collegeboy and the plug had stretched him out enough that my only impediment to being balls deep was a tight inner ring. I knew from past experience that I could get in all the way with a little effort and today was no different. Collegeboy took no time to get his cock into dragonboy. His shaft was a couple inches shorter than mine but almost as thick and judging by the moans from dragonboy, he knew how to use it. It was an interesting contrast between dragonboy and his cousin. Dragonboy encouraged a top to use him and even slipped into power bottom mode if the top wasn't vigorous enough. His cousin knew he was there for the top's pleasure and while he might show signs of discomfort or having gone past his personal limits he never pulled away. Collegeboy drilled fast and then slow while keeping an eye on me to make sure that I was in control of both fucks. I have done several scenes like this other tops and this was one of the more enjoyable ones. With other tops it seemed that everyone wanted to be the alpha and in control, but collegeboy seemed to be happy with his beta role. We fucked our respective bottoms, mixing up each other's seed inside and forcing some out as we fucked. I started getting rougher with the cousin after I made it past his inner ring. He was mumbling something that I couldn't decipher, but occasionally I could make out "FUCK!" when I pounded especially hard. My cock started to swell again and my balls tightened up signaling my impending orgasm. I looked over and nodded at collegeboy and we both started to pound harder. It took a couple strokes and we were in unison fucking the bottoms. With the bed squeaking, I grabbed on to the cousin's shoulders and planted my cock in all the way and the the cum fly. He let out a loud moan and I could feel his hole spasm around my cock, sucking even more cum out of my balls as he shot hands-free over the bed. Collegeboy growled as he shot his load too. I don't know if dragonboy shot his load then or if it was before, but there was a large pool of cum on the bed when he stood up later. With my balls now empty and collegeboy's drained we both gave a few last strokes of our cocks and then pulled out. The cousin collapsed on his stomach on the bed and dragon boy slowly crawled off and stood next to collegeboy. "Damn, that was hot. I wasn't sure how it was going to turn out, but this was fuckin' amazing" dragonboy said with a big grin on his still uncovered face. I had to chuckle since the rest of us were masked up and mine was soaked through from sweat and my moist breath and the guy that insisted on masks had skipped wearing one. A mask wouldn't protect him from the virus that was now swimming in his ass, anyway. I grabbed the puppy tail plug and pushed it into the cousin's ass, startling him quite a bit. "You should have one too" I said to dragonboy with a wink. I picked up a towel and wiped my cock off before tossing it to collegeboy. The two of us dressed quickly and were walking out the door a minute later. Collegeboy took the elevator up to his place and I took the stairs up to mine.

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

** I usually never let people read my stories. This is one I threw together that I thought you might enjoy. Let me know*** I was 19 years old. I had been having sex with guys for several years at that point- starting with experimenting with a few school friends, moving onto meeting with old trolls from the internet and culminating with weekly trips to the bath houses in the city. Periodically I'd drive in from the suburbs, telling my parents I'd be out with friends late so I knew I'd have enough of the night to do as my glands drove me. I wasn't the golden cast example of adonis, but I did alright- working out regularly and proud of my developing sixpack. Usually I'd hit the local gay club, which usually was a 18+ dance place. It was easy to get guys to buy me drinks, and easier to get the occasional blowjobs in the bathroom stalls. Once or twice a month I'd get nice and tipsy on drinks from the generous, horny enablers I'd meet in at the clubs. One night I met this man- couldn't tell you his name. I would guess he was in his early 30's, just under six foot with a great body displayed immodestly within collared t-shirt and overly tight denims. He bought me drink after drink, and we danced till about midnight, his hands making a detailed map of my body while the liqour began coursing through my young brain. I found myself at one point locked into a deep kiss with one of his hands down the front of my pants as we held each other close atop one of the gogo boxes in front of the DJ's desk- in plain view of all in the club. He licked my ear as he gripped my nuts, whispering into my ear against the throbbing din of techno and excited queens: "I don't live in the city. Do you have a place?" I shook my no. He tightened his grip, and said "Then we're going to the baths." I agreed, and suggested the club at which I had a membership. Together we left the club, my arm around his waist and his hand tucked safely between my cheeks. We kissed some more as we made our way down the street, pausing long enough for him to begin fingering my hole as he pressed me against his car in another deep, sloppy kiss. I don't know what make or year or anything- the details are a bit foggy from all the two tequilla sunrises and four shots of what sounded like "yagermeister" he had fed down my throat. The leather seat creaked as I climbed in, and the radio bumped out beats I could feel in my guts as we cruised down through the city. At one point he pushed my head down to his lap, where I pointedly began sucking off his beautiful uncut cock, loving the way the foreskin rolled up and down with every stroke. The smells of his sweat and cigarette were thick, and made me all the hornier. We made out a little more while in the bath house parking lot- his fingers reaching deep into my hole and he nibbled on my neck, sending me over the edge. He helped me up to the door and to the front desk- my legs were a bit unstable from the booze. Robotically, I signed the form and paid my locker fee, picked up my towel and made for the locker room. Together we undressed, giving me the chance to see for the first time the totality of his perfection. His muscles roped through his tight flesh, making the perfect canvas for the myriad of tattoos that covered his form. I admired the variation of design that covered him- an angry looking woman, naked, slicing the dead from a lamp post on his ribs; a red and greed skull with a biohazzard symbol etched into its forehead eating a fighting cobra on his thigh; a black and red scorpion on his other, grasping a terrified looking rabbit in its claws and a large, gleaming drop of emerald poison dripping from it's oversized stinger. He led me immediately down to the darker basement rooms, where we made out more as he settled me into the sling. Fat old trolls began to emerge from the shadows like moths to a flame as my enabler began lubing up my hole. His fingers drove themselves deep and forcefuly into my core, elating and overloading my senses. I begged him to be gentle, only getting "You can take it," in reply as he began driving into me deeper and more agressively. He massaged my prostate, making a load start to bubble and burn within me with each determined push. He pulled his fingers out and scrutinized them. "Do you often bleed?" he asked with a small smirk. I told him it had been awhile since I'd been in that situation- normally being a devout top. He asked me if I wanted his cock as he drove his fingers back into my open hole- a moan as I bit my bottom lip against the pain of his invading fingers my only rely. I began to feel light headed, disconected in a way. I noticed my heart felt like it was beating against my ribs and my vision begging to distort. The more I thought about how strange I felt, the more I would only concentrate and his wonderful fingers beating against my prostate. From nowhere a cock pressed against the side of my face. Obediently I took it into my throat without even opening my eyes. Only a minute passed before another cock pushed against my other cheek. I switched over and started sucking the new comer. Only another minute passed and I felt another cock nudging my other cheek. From the length and girth I could tell it was huge. "Do you party?" he asks as he pushes his fingers deeper into me, "do you like booty bumps?" At first I don't know what he meant- but my education in the local fag language finally kicked in. I push against the cock invading my throat. "--I've--never--done--it--" I pant between thrusts against my boiling prostate. He pushes as far into me as he can reach, and twists his fingers back and forth as he starts to laugh. "I've already put a heavy hit in you boy. You should be feeling it." It was then I realized that I was high, and instead of worrying about it I only moaned in acceptance. I was lost in a swirl of speed and lust- noticing only the thrusting into my hole and the cocks alternating position within my throat. I reached down wanted to feel his fingers glide back and forth, only to find that it was his dick I was feeling. Without missing a beat I grabbed his muscled ass, and pulled him deeper and deeper into me. I suddenly became aware of the pain, and felt the slickness of his driving cock. When I pulled my hand away I noticed some pink and red streaked accross my palm. His beat grew faster and faster- opening me up like a flower on prom night, until with great gasps he drove himself hard and furiously into me, shouting "Take this charge!" He stayed in my for awhile, slowly fucking his load deeper into me- his cock gliding back and forth more easily with the extra lube. As he pulled out one of the trolls whispered, "Did you just convert him?" My heart skipped a beat as he giggled, "Fuck that charged load deeper into his guts. He's told me he's a top, I want to make sure he passes my gift along." Promptly, the troll mounted my used hole, and began quickly driving his short, thick dick into me. Four or five guys ended up fucking me that night, each filling my ass with his load. The next morning I woke up at home- no idea how I got there. My mom was banging on the door, saying I needed to get up and mow the lawn. When I checked, the seat of my boxers were streaked with dried blood and cum.

Looking to live out my fantasy of being a tranny party cumdump slave. I'd like to be taken somewhere strange. Give whoever is in charge my clothes and purse so I'm helpless and can't leave till I'm told I can. I'd love it to be recorded and start with me looking into the camera saying I'm a worthless whore and choose to be used like one. Then I party and whoever is in charge lets anyone they'd like use me. Looks names stats don't matter. I'm just there to be used like a worthless slut till the host says they're done.

Neg. For now. Stopped taking the PreP in March. I knew there'd be no reason to continue it, but hang on to it so I don't have to pay for it later. I wonder if this stuff has a shelf life?

I'm also a small dick bottom. I'm small but kind of thick. Some guys had me fuck them before, don't think they felt it. Im usually too embarrassed cause I'm small.

Sebastian Rio, Scott Spears and Sean Storm. Heard there was a possibilty of them making a movie together. I know Scott has filmed seperately with each of them before.

so slutty. good whore!

Not far from my house is a cruise park that attracts mainly married men. I was feeling horny and decided to try my luck on Sunday afternoon around 2. I was walking the trails and sat down at the bench to check out the apps to see if anyone was nearby. I was sitting a guy in his 50s, looking a little sloppy with a tshirt, nylon shorts and a cap eyed me up and down while rubbing his hand near his crotch. He wasn’t really my type so I continued looking at my phone. While sitting there I thought, maybe he’s got a thick cock. I was feeling really horny and slutty and in no mood to refuse a hot load. so I followed him. i found him sitting on a bench, rubbing the outline of what looked like a nice cock. I approached him and he started to rub the outside of my shorts while I reached down to rub his thick meat. We were pretty exposed in the clearing but we could see on either side if anyone was approaching. He opened my zipper and pulled out my cock and started to give me an amazing blow job, he was at the perfect height to suck me deep and play with my balls. By this time he had pulled out his cock and I was not disappointed, he had a big thick head and a nice sized cock. He continued to suck me and ran his fingers up my shorts, slowly making his way towards my hole. I really wanted to feel his big cock in me so I said, mind if I sit on your cock? he says, you can try. I spit on my fingers, pulled my shorts down a little, just enough to sit back into his lap. I aimed his cock at my hole and it slipped in easily. I stated to ride his cock and he was getting into it, raising his hips to meet my thrusts. I slowed down and he started to go faster and then I heard that unmistakable exhale of breath as he filled me up with a nice big load. I started to stroke myself harder and exploded while he slowly slipped out of me. . i wiped my cock off, thanked him and slowly walked away with his load dripping out of my ass. I went grocery shopping with his load in me. I wanted to share my last load with you. I’m going to jerk off thinking about it. Nothing like hot raw sex in the park.

Adam is cumdump life goals. I can definitely see myself in this story. 😈

Been averaging around 400 a year for a while now. Some years are better! Love trying to figure out what THIS cock wants and how to get HIM off. This COVID thing has dropped my numbers this year. Hope to rectify that as soon as I can!

"oh god jake that fucking hole" seth groaned. No matter seths original intention, he just couldnt resist an opportunity to plant a few more squirts of toxic cream into jakes guts. "I know he has such a hot little pussy doesnt he!?" mikey blurted thoughtlessly. "Mikey! ugh goddamnit" seth grunted as he pushed into the boys firm ass and shot his load. "hes not here to fucking bottom you greedy bitch" the boy hissed as he drew his prick out of jakes leaking hole with a slurp, slapping his ass. "hes here to stick that big filthy poz cock in pretty straight boys and fill them full of poison cum, not take toxic loads from your monster cock." "what??!" clint jumped to life and scrambled into the plush couch as mikey gripped the boys hips to control him. "oh come on clint we're all just one big happy family here." clints frightened eyes looked up at Jake, gently sawing in and out of the semiconscious boy beneath him. Jake stared back, a tinge of regret on his face as he whispered a single word. "sorry." Seth began rubbing clints shoulders as the boy resigned himself to his fate. "Jake got his nice gift from me. He used to be such a good boy, he would never ever play without a condom. But I changed all that. I made him crave the warm sweet velvety grip of a raw boypussy clint. I made him shoot over and over again until he quit thinking about anything but the hole." seth smiled. "now be a good boy and let the big cock cum inside." Clint moaned and sobbed as Mikeys balls softly slapped against his butt, his own body a silent and willing partner in his conversion as his hole happily suckled the throbbing meat. "sshh, youre doing great clint, mikeys almost there-" "Jake!" clint blurted between thrusts. "if i have to do this i want jake to do it. please. just let jake do it." clint pleaded with mikey as he slowed his thrusts. "goddamnit fine, Jake get over here, youve clearly fucked this boy stupid." Jake rose to his feet and traded places as mikey slammed deep and hard into Chris. "he has a boyfriend you know clint." Mikey grabbed Chris by the throat and began slam fucking the boys hole as he plowed the cummy pussy. Seth wiped the tears from clints face. "dont be a grump mikey." seth scolded. "just take your time clint. I know this is new, and sometimes new things can be a little scary, but I know youre going to love this. Jakes going to make you special." clint gave a half smile and sat up. "let me clean it first, please?" Jake nodded to the boy as he began licking away at his hard tool. "ok buddy, i think we're all set" jake said as he gently pushed the boy back onto the couch. Jake pumped a glob of lube onto the head of his cock, and carefully spread it between clints pink hole as he nudged the boys soft cunt. "im scared jake." clints voice was shakey as he stared into mikeys eyes. "its okay baby im right here." Jake pushed forward into the boy "feel me inside?" Clint nodded eagerly as they began gently fucking. Seth stood confused, fondling his swollen balls as he watched the beguiling scene unfold. Why the fuck did clint care? eight hours ago he was still just some nice guy mikey brought home from work to watch the game or some equally boldfaced lie, and now he not only obediently held his legs up for a poz cock but had a preference? Mikey hadnt dated in years, why would he? a cock is a cock. nothing more, nothing less. glancing over at mikey he watched the ravenous boy slap Chris across the face. "take my toxic fucking seed you faggot" he growled, buried to the hilt in the poor boys wrecked cunt. "now that is a fuck." seth thought. Something he just understood. but whatever Jake was doing? it was...almost exotic to him. "you can fuck me harder jake" clint offered tentatively. "there ya go buddy, nice and deep. feels good?" "clint groaned and nodded. "feels amazing." he sighed. Jake reached down to stroke the teens leaking tool. "no wait stop! youre gonna make m-me-" clint gasped as his nuts delivered jet after warm jet of juice across his chest. "its okay clint, dont fight, just cum on my cock. Im almost there" clints spasming hole was almost too much as Jake methodically continued stroking into the boys sensitive cunt. "Its time baby, are you ready?" clint reached down, spreading his ass for Jakes powerful cock. "cum in me. make me....make me poz." he pleaded with teary eyes. "sshhh" Jake soothed. he leaned down, face to face with clint as he pushed deep into his guts, spraying the boys insides over and over again with thick poz seed. "thats it clint youre doing great, take the load...take the load" Jake pulled his dripping spent cock from the boys ass as it began to leak. "oh no!" clints hands rushed down to cover his puffy ring. He couldnt just let jakes seed leak out of him, not after this. What if this was the last time? would Jake ever breed him again? Clint clutched the priceless seed as it dribbled out of him. "hey there dont worry about it" jake chuckled, "I make more you know..." clint laughed as Jake kissed the boy softly. "will you fuck me more?" clint asked bashfully. "of course clint. dont you worry about the conversion, Ill keep fucking you full of cum until youre nice and poz." Seth watched curiously. This was almost..dare he say it, romantic? no. This wasnt romance, it couldnt be. How could this kid go from straight laced and boring to some kind of...fawning Jake lover? It was all too weird. "what the fuck is love anyway." he scoffed to himself. "hey seth" mikey roused the perplexed boy from his train of thought. "get his arms and help me put him in the bathtub" mikey lifted Chris into his arms, his cock still seated deeply in the boy. "why" seth asked flatly. "because I just filled him full of piss and im not in the mood to rent a carpet cleaner." "HAH!" seth snorted. now that was more like it. As they gently laid Chris into the tub, Seth let out a sigh of contentment as his stream of hot piss spashed onto Chris, soaking his hair and chest. "such a thirsty boy" he whispered.

"You may also like him because he's Putin's bitch." Wow, you really made my point for me! Strong debating prowess for sure! It's more accurate to label Hillary & Obama as Putin's bitches, since they are the (DEMOCRAT) politicians who sold Russia 25% of America's uranium!

4 Loads today. First was a Poz white daddy bear with lots of tattoos. He had me open all the windows so the neighbor can see what a humiliating slut i am. Daddy shoved his dick in my ass with the Boy Butter as soon as I took off my pants, still standing awkwardly. Daddy exploded his Poz cum in me and promise he'll come by and drop his load when he can't find other bottom whore. The second guy was an Asian daddy with a smaller cock. He was terribly late that he arrived just 5 minutes earlier than number 3. I left the door code and instruction to Number 3, a Latino guy as I was fucking with Asian dad. Number 3 came in when i rode Asian dad. I couldnt tell what number 3 looked like as he wore a mask and a hat, but it didnt matter as he has a pretty big dick. Asian dad fucked my mouth as Number 3 pushed his dick easily into my loose sloppy hole. We all shot at the same time- I came too. Scheduled a 5pm session with an unattractive Indian guy, but he decided to flake. When I was about to give up, a really handsome 25 years old frat boy top said he needs to use a hole. He is tanned with athletic build, and his dick is big as an aerosol deoderant poppers (i would post it pictures if it's allowed here. Can I?) He ate my ass passionately, pretty good for a pretty boy. Then he had me face down and blew his load in me on my stomach. I felt lucky to be able to serve the Cummunity.

I am very sure the people at the pay off the movers party were not all guys who helped move my stuff. There’s a big room in the basement of the athletic department at the school, and it has rolled up mats and some spread out mats as well. Billy brought me to the “party” and he was the one who suggested the basement. There were about ten guys down there, and Billy told me he would “take care” of my clothes for me. I stripped, and handed him the clothes. He leaned in close to me and whispered, “I better not hear anything about you turning down any dick, cuntface. I’ll bring your clothes later.” Two guys shoved me over one of the rolled up mats, which someone must have planned to use, because it was two mats rolled together, with a folding chair on one side for a guy to sit in. I had a cock in my mouth almost immediately, and someone was spreading my legs even before I got started sucking. I don’t know how they decided who’s turn it was, but after a few minutes the talking dropped off to an occasional grunt, and someone asking “who’s next? Or saying “Me.” I started noticing the guys I was sucking off had really big loads, and when one of them shoved his cock down my throat really hard when he came, someone said “Hey, let him taste it! Bobby says he really likes to have it in his mouth, but he won’t spit it out.” After that, there were a few guys who wanted to see their cum in my mouth before I swallowed. While I was showing off mouthfuls of cum, I noticed there were still about ten or twelve guys in the room. I hadn’t been able to keep any sort of count, and it seemed to me it has been a couple of hours at least. For the next couple of hours I began to realize that guys were coming in, right after anyone left. My ass was pretty sore, and I actually felt my stomach getting full. It had to be a couple dozen loads of cum, even as big as these guys were shooting. Twenty or more in the mouth, and almost as many in my ass. When someone complained that my ass was bleeding, there was a lot less interest in fucking it. The blowjobs got harder, turning into pretty rough face fucks, and no one was interested in whether or not I wanted to taste it. The last part was really hard for me, mostly because the face fucking got pretty rough. Twice bystanders even said something about it, but that didn’t seem to change anything. One of the roughest of them said, “Billy calls it “cuntface” and says we should use it hard, because that’s what cumdumps are for. “Hey, Cuntface!” I recognized Billy’s voice. “You tell these guys to stop fucking your ass?” I shook my head, since I had a cock in my mouth and couldn’t answer. “Glad to hear it.” He said to me, and then to everyone else he said, I gotta get back home guys, so I’me taking my cumdump with me. The guy in my mouth came a few seconds later, but no one said anything else. I didn’t move, and kept the cum in my mouth. Billy handed me my clothes and said “Thank the boys, Cuntface, and then get dressed.” I swallowed, and said“Thank you for using me as your cumdump.” I said, and started to get dressed. Most of the guys still in the room swatted my ass as they went out.

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.

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.

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

It is not an easy thing to do. Every guy thinks they can do porn, but only a few of them get chosen by studios. Casting directors look for two of three things on each applicant: - big dick - good face - excellent figure If you have only one (or none) of these, then they are unlikely to cast you unless there is something special about your sexual technique or you know the right people. Big muscle is not required for most of the studios, but abs are highly valued. If you're chunky or underdeveloped, they are unlikely to consider you. The sex appeal must be present because the entire premise of your work is based on that. Also, set boundaries for yourself. What are willing to do? What do you enjoy? What won't you do? You also gotta know where your aesthetic fits. If you are covered in ink, Colt Men is not an option for you. If you are a sick fucker with no clear limits, Treasure Island might be a good starting place. Twinks can be popular and fucked regularly, but apply to twink-prominent studios if you are one. They may ask you for your fantasy. If you just want "a gangbang", that's not very creative or interesting, and they've heard it a thousand times. Don't try to impress or shock - those generally don't work and they tend to see through that. You also have to be willing to talk to people. Get connected. Follow your favourite porn stars on Twitter or Instagram or Facebook. Some of them may have ideas where you belong, and though you might get a lot of silence from those guys, they can sometimes help out in other ways. Starting out making X-tube videos is great. It gets you out there, and shows what you can do. If you have a huge following there, then you ought to apply to porn. If you get maybe 3 likes a week, it's possible you are reaching the wrong market for that, but it's also possible that you're not suited to that. Fucking is one thing, and many regular guys can do it well, but they aren't porn-worthy. This also comes down to if they can act, how active they are in scenes, what their skill set includes, and whether they photograph well. Some guys just don't despite their good looks. It's not an easy business to break into and there's not much money in it anymore. It's a side hobby that can be lucrative or a huge wasteful investment. Not a lot of grey area. Either one succeeds, or they don't. This isn't very encouraging, I know, but it's the reality. Plus there's unrest in the business right now with racist/misogynist/abusive producers and actors, so if you are in a minority category, your chances will naturally be a little lower than others. Something else to consider. I started out on the cams for Randy Blue, and Flirt4Free. That got me comfortable with the camera and an audience, and a forum for doing what I liked. That's hard as a solo sometimes, but you said you've done this for X-tube. With the cams, they generally don't turn people away. This may be a good place to get started and get your name out before the public. It will be slow at first, and that's completely normal when you are an unknown quantity, but if you are consistent with it and put in your best, it can turn out for you. Then applying to studios will make a slightly longer resume when you've cammed for nine months or something. (Don't take that to be the required number - it can be more or less depending on your audience and quality of work.) If you live in a major metropolis market (or near one), you might also try hooking, and listing yourself on RentMen and such sites. That can pay very well depending on available clients and whether you can do a good job, but it's also inconsistent and unpredictable. When I did that, I went two months without a single client at the end of my hooking days. It was just the nature of the business and the times I was living in. Hope this helps. It's a lot!

Before: I do not bareback, I just say thank's but no. It was my choice. Now: I do bareback, I just say, yes .... If they say no, It's there choice. (sometime I say no too) I don't want to get HIV, so I took the prep. If you are a chaser, Thank's but no thank's. It's your choice, so is mine... This is were I am. I've meet several people who told me the worst thing's. I don't get into those argument. I don't get into argument where there is no hope for commun ground. That's what you get with preachers... I don't go there anymore. I have nothing to prove and no permission to get. thank's I do sex with guys interested and interesting. There is plenty for everyone. Just respect Please... Thank you.

I host gatherings twice a month. Start small and build your list. Soon enough you’ll have a large pool of guys. I keep track of their position and what they are into. My gatherings alternate between bdsm and fisting. Sucking and fucking are always fine. I have had as many as a 125 guys. That gets very clicky and can get out of control. For fisting I like to have 8 to 20 guys. For bdsm I limit it to four. Take your time. Have fun. You’ll figure out what works for you. Good luck!

This is a very good question. We sometimes hear guys say things like “they knew before I did” that they were gay in general, or faggots in specific. I never knew why I got called a fag by guys in my high school even though I wasn’t even sexually aware - was I broadcasting something? I have no ‘gaydar’, but I do think I can often tell something by the nature of a man’s voice. Do you all think there are unconscious signals that broadcast “cumdump faggot” to those who are aware of them?

Looking for a story (think it was set at a wedding) where a guy convinced a guy to cheat on his boyfriend. He wouldn’t take it bareback, but the author came with his poz load in to the cheater’s eyes. They kept meeting up and he kept cumming into his eyes. Any idea?

I have found it to be a combination of location and event. So, I have planned my travel to places that already have large sex opportunity and then an event just ratchets that up. Fort Lauderdale always means constant sex. It has a lot of horny guys for hookups and some great sex clubs, baths and resorts any time I visit. But visit when there's also going to be a CumUnion or the 10 day sexual olympics that is Pig Week and the partner count increases even more. Same for resorts like CCBC in Palm Springs (especially during leather pride and pride), Parliament in Augusta GA and TimberFell in Greeneville TN as well as events like IML in Chicago and Folsom in SF. I almost never leave any of that without passing the hundred partner mark. AT Pig Week, where there are at least 4 hours of sex parties everyday on top of the 24 hour bathhouses and the sex club you can go to, I have been able to score over 200 partners in the 10 days before. Plus, staying at sex resort like CCBC, I have been able to stay naked the whole time, ave open casual sex to exhaustion, fall asleep with my wrecked hole leaking cum and lube, only to wake up a few hours later, stumble out of my room naked and used, smelling of manscent and cum and immediately have guys sinking their cocks and hands into me and stroking my fat meat. What a way to start the day.

The rest of the weekend flew by hanging out with friends and the kids. Monday was a blur with work and before Mike knew it Tuesday was here. He started the day as usual. 20 mile ride, shower, breakfast, and then off to work. The morning flew by with projects and meetings, just after lunch his phone started ringing. Looking at it he saw Jason’s number. Mikes heart started racing as he answered the phone. ”Hello” ”Hi Mike! This is Jason calling from Dr. X’s Office. Is this a good time?” ”Yes, I’m just finishing up lunch.” ”Great! Well we have all the tests back and they are all good, so we can proceed with your appointment on Saturday if you’re still wanting to move forward.” ”Yes, absolutely! Thank you for letting me know” ”Anytime Mike. Okay so we are delivering the prep package to your house and it should be there this afternoon. Please follow the directions in the box.” ”Okay” ”Will you still be able to take Friday off?” ”I already did, I figured a three day weekend either way” Mike said laughing “Great! So on Saturday morning, I will pick you up at 8 AM. Then we will go to the office. Sound good?” ”Yeah that sounds great Jason. I’m looking forward to it.” ”Perfect! I’ll see you Saturday morning Mike. Take care now and if you have any questions about the the prep package, please don’t hesitate to call” ”Thanks. Talk to you soon” ”Bye Mike” Putting his phone down, Mikes stomach was fluttering with nerves and excitement this was happening. He was going to take his first known viral HIV load. His mind was racing the rest of the day, he could hardly concentrate on his work at all. Every time he thought about Saturday, his cock would start to swell. Finally 5 O’Clock rolled around and Mike headed home. As he pulled into his driveway he saw a box by his front door, getting out of his car he grabbed the box and headed inside. After getting settled for the evening, Mike grabbed the box and opened it. Inside he found an envelope and an enema bottle. Reading the instructions, Mike found that the bottle contained a special solution that would help cleanse as well as slightly irritate the lining of the rectum. He was to cleanse internally as normal throughout Friday and in the evening use the enema solution. The rest of the week seemed to drag on, Mikes mind was always wandering to Saturday and what was going to happen. He knew that physically it wouldn’t feel any different, but emotionally he wondered how he would react? Knowing that he was taking a highly viral load inside of him. His life would be altered at that point. After what felt like weeks, Friday finally arrived, Mike started his day as usual, 20 miles, shower. He refrained from breakfast and stuck to coffee and juice. He figured he would follow his normal routine before he planned to have an excursion at the book store or cruising spots. He spent the day relaxing and periodically cleansing and that evening he used the enema bottle from the package. Laying in bed that night. Mikes mind raced with thoughts of what tomorrow would be like. What exactly would happen? His cock was hard as a rock and he wanted to stroke it so bad, but he refrained as requested. He finally dosed off into a dream filled sleep with operating rooms and doctors inserting dildos and butt plugs into men’s rectums.

I Live In Vegas

A nice younger black guy I let fuck me a few times. The last time we hooked up I just sucked him off in the driveway late at night after he hit me up just wanting some head. His cock was just the perfect size to be large enough to struggle to blow him just a little, but still deep throat him occasionally. After a while of my going to town on him as he leaned back in a lawn chair in front of the garage, he stood up, and blew a MASSIVE load on my face. Most of it was covered from the first two spurts. After he stopped, his cock was still hard, and twitching on my face and he just said 'Again', so I starting sucking him off again, my face totally plastered with cum until he did it again two more times. I was on my knees in utter shock, my entire face painted and coated in cum. Dude put a lot of bukkake videos I've seen to shame by himself. I thanked him and as he left walked past my roomie passed out in the living room basically dripping cum off my face looking like i just finished a blow bang with 5 dudes. Still havent had any cock like that since.

So hot ... I have to admit I have been a needy and greedy bottom since I am chasing and trying to convert .... I think I may have converted the first week of April - but will keep at it until I know for sure .... Knowing that I won't have to be greedy and keep the cum inside of me is exciting - that I can start enjoying the sex for what it is supposed to be .... men enjoying men ... the smells, tastes, aggression of it all ... I love everything about being gay and bottom .... and can't wait to earn by BipHaz Tat

Seems like the older guys sort of like going thru the motions of being tricked. I don't know if they are acting-out or just give into the idea when they get hot. But always surprised at how easy it is to do a younger dude. Here's one for you. I was doing a neighbor kid this summer....18/19 or some such. I looked forward to it for several years and sort of strange how I always knew I'd get him some day but never felt in any hurry - he's sort of young for his age. But he was out of town this summer and planning on college in the fall so it was time. Think he had just a little experience - wasn't as nervous about it as if it was his first ever time, but definitely needed some lessons. Anyway, lots of sessions starting in June and it was fun plus nice having some nearby. We "forgot" ourselves a few times and barebacked, and pulled the old trick many more. So he leaves for school in late August but keeps in touch by email and I get to hear a little about his love life....not slutting around a lot but getting some at Ohio State....he talked about most as regular school buds but there was one guy I didn't get details on and sort of think that was "love" and was an older guy. The tone of his e-mails sort of changed in late November, he had something to tell me when he was home for Christmas, etc. Had me guessing that he had his test results and was wondering if he figured-out it was me or really thought he had converted that fast from his contacts at school. That was it - and you wouldn't believe what a perverse thrill it was to listen to him pouring out his story - feeling all pumped inside but having to act serious and sorry. I gave him all kinds of good advice, etc. He was pathetically grateful when I still wanted to bed him after knowing that he's poz!!!!!! BUT THE GREATEST THING: To keep my cover, course we'd be safe. He'd never topped me during the summer but got into it a little at school so he did me a couple times. Then the day after Christmas we had a nice long session. I did him first, then he was doing me. If course I made a big production of slipping the rubber off him...telling him how much I like him, that I wanted his sperm in me - poz or not whatever would be would be. At first it sort of freaked him, but he was horned pretty good by then and went for it. Tentative at first, but he got into it fast. I was looking forward to the thought of taking back my bugs that I had seeded over the summer - thought that was going to be a real turn-on.....but what was so over-the-top. As he was working me, I could see this transformation in him: like he had never considered breeding a guy on purpose – that he was totally into being safe with his newly toxic loads. But while it's going down I could just see the ideas forming in his head - how he was getting into the idea of pozzing me - and liking it! By the time he got to the squirt strokes, I knew he had moved onto a new stage. When he shot he was past making love to his old bud - he was definitely into gifting. No words to express the pride I felt! Anyway....he'll be driving back to college this week but we're spending tonight playing together. When he left for school the first time, it was sort of hard to say goodbye. This time will be a lot more gratifying for me knowing that he's going back looking to share my gift with his buds - what a feeling!

I have always said there is nothing like BBC to give you a fuck you never forget

It' sunday morning. Three days of hot sex: in clubs and in my hotel room. How many cocks, balls, feet etc? How much piss, male juice, gallons? Well I can't tell you. My first fist too... Wooooof. A new little entry into the puppy play role too... Woof woof woof! And it goes on today... When will I sleep more than two hours? My sex addiction awakes me. My guts smells all these different semen and I love it when it drips from my male pussy. And I am my male pussy

It was a nice warm day, and I was feeling great, despite the constant, soaking night sweats. The latest tests confirmed it. My Viral Load was soaring, my T-Cells declining—despite the Meds. I decided to take my mind off things, and after work, headed for the park to wash and wax the Blazer. I pulled in beneath a tree away from other cars, though there were lots of others taking advantage of our Indian Summer day. I turned on the CD player. The humidity was high, and the unaccustomed physical effort made me sweaty; so I pulled off my Tee to soak up some rays. A black-haired dude pulled up beside me, and a blonde dude on the other side. I glanced at them, and we locked eyes. I got to thinking how waxing might not be so important. The black-haired kid was twentyish, ball cap, with a very pretty smile. The Blonde was tanned, green eyes, and had a cool smile too. A group of Fags cruised by. A guy I’d done before massaged his groin in blatant invitation to pursue him. The car grew less and less important. I couldn’t help myself. I was surrounded. The dark-haired dude surveyed my crotch. The Blonde got out and sat down on a picnic table. He was wearing khaki shorts a size too tight, and I fantasized how nice it’d be to plug his needy hole. His sexy black-haired buddy joined him at the picnic table. Because of the nausea from the Meds, I hadn’t Barebacked for a week and got to thinking how nice it’d be to GIFT a couple of NEG holes. The black-haired dude must have read my thoughts. "Love you to do mine." He meant his car, but I had his hole in mind. “My pleasure.” I glanced over to at the Blonde, who’s ears’d perked up at our exchange, his eyes aglow with carnal lust. I went over to a spigot to wash my hands and dried them on my Tee, which I stuck in my back pocket. As I walked back to the Blazer, I noticed the two cunts were talking. I kinda figured they knew each other, and I’d already decided I WAS GONNA POZ one or both of them—if not them, then the Faggots in the woods—BUT SOMEONE. So I locked up my car wash paraphernalia and sauntered down the path. Five minutes later I leaned against a huge ass rock off the main trail. The area is well known as a great place to get your cock sucked, if you can fend off the damn trolls who offer bucks to suck your dick. For me it was a second income. But today I was giving it away. It wasn't long before I heard footsteps on the trail; and; sure enough, it was Blackie and the Blonde. Blondie nervously approached me. "We just had to complement you before we left. We love your car—and body." "AND I’D LOVE TO FUCK YOUR ASSES,” I deadpanned. "WE’RE BOTH BOTTOMS.” The effusive Blonde got down to business—working my tits—while his dark-hared friend dipped his fingers beneath my beltline—to explore my crack. “SUCK IT!" I commanded. The black-haired dude pulled down my jeans and devoured my thick eight-inches while his Blonde Buddy licked and slobbered on my balls. Blackie glanced up to gage my pleasure. I rammed my shaft back down his gagging gullet. The Blonde tongued my ass. I grasped his locks and sandwiched him between my buttocks. The little Fucker moaned, and in response shucked off his shorts. A trickle of precum ran down his yellow bush. It was now or never. “I WANNA FUCK BOTH YOUR ASSES—NOW.” I told them to lean against the rock. I probed their mancunts simultaneously and harshly One finger—two—then three. Reflexively they jerked away as I probed their holes, abrading them with dirty unkempt car-wash nails. "CUT IT OUT, MAN!” the black-haired dude groused in discomfort. The Blonde slumped against the rock and moaned. Apparently he found getting his cunt roughed up appealing. I shoved my whole hand to the knuckles up Blondie’s silken ass—AND TWISTED. If I’d had any lube I coulda buried my whole arm up the Little Fuck. But his bellyaching buddy awaited his comeuppance. The whole time I fisted Blondie, I’d kept my fingers up Blackie’s ass, despite his protests, and only pulled them out when I was sure my nails had cut him. . "I WANT YOUR SEED, MAN! FILL ME UP!" he begged. How I wanted to shoot a POZ LOAD up that MOTHER’S PUSSY CUNT! I penetrated him. He yelped and howled as salty sweat dripped off my chest and dribbled down his crack to sting my reddened cock. I glanced at Blondie. An icicle of precum sagged from his cockhead, and I’d hardly touched the Fucker. I plowed the dark-haired pussy and watched his ass muscles contract. Greedy Bastard! I smashed into his ass cheeks and pulled him tight against me. "I’M GONNA SEED YOU! FUHHHHUCK! AHHHHH YEAHHHHHHH!” My body spasmed as I shot a week of pent-up VENOM up his ass. He thrust back against me, milking every drop of TOXIN from my shaft. "FUCK, DUDE, YOUR JIZZ IS SINGEING ME!” I almost stopped to expound upon my theory that burning jizz was PROOF POZITIVE the BUG had taken. But Blondie saved the day by wrapping his thin arms about him as if to reassure him that getting POZZED was not so bad. “How touching! And I got a GIFT for you, too, Studly!” As I pulled out, POISON JISM oozed down black-haired’s crack and glazed his balls. I dipped my pole in the malevolent secretion and plowed into Blondie’s well-used mancunt. I gotta tell you, I got this talent. My cock stays hard till I'm completely drained. And with another hole to POZ, I was far from that. But since I’d cum once, it’d take a while to shoot again. So I plunged in and out of him, with all the vigor I could muster. I wanted to screw the lifeblood out of Blondie. "FUCK ME LIKE YOU DID RONNIE, MAN!" How prophetic! I paused. OK. So at last I had a name. I like my fucks to be real personal. "So what’s your name, Hot Fuck?” Impatiently, he grunted, "Kevin. Cum’ on man. Fuck me! You can cum again, can’t you?” Little Whiner. “Watch out, Bitch! I’m gonna Fuck your Ass to Death!” I screwed his butt for 30 minutes. Soon the cum-lube had dried up, and my shaft was gettin’ sore—a sure sign that the same was happening to Kevin. The little Fucker whimpered. “I CAN’T TAKE MUCH MORE! SHOOT IN ME, PLEEEASE! ” I pistoned my thick cock in his swishy ass, and Ronnie had his hands all over my tits and balls. That was the clincher. "I'M CUMMIN, KEV! TAKE MY POZ LOAD!” I’d let the cat out of the bag! Ordinarily I do not admit my status. It isn’t a wise thing to do. In this instance there were two of them and one of me; and civilization was at least 500’ away, if anyone else remained in the park. The sun was already on the horizon; and dusk was fast approaching. But wimpy Kevin pissed me off, and I wanted them to know what I was doing. Ropes of POZ CUM shot up Kevin’s ass faster than his motor reflexes. Ronnie caught on real quick. His hands dropped off my tits and balls. His jaw dropped down, and he looked sick. “YOU’RE POZ?” Like greased lightning Kevin came off me, and in the fading light a fibrous strand of BUG-JIZZ connected him and me. Poor Kevin was too late. “Yeah,” I responded, nonchalantly pulling up my pants, dragging my damp Tee out of my pocket. “Thought you guys knew.” “How could we know?” wimpy Kevin whimpered. “You shoulda used a condom.” “Sorry, boys. I ONLY BAREBACK.” “That ain’t safe.” “Know what a GIVER is?” The ignoramuses gawked at me like weenies. I turned and hastened down the path. Though they were harmless, it was dusk and getting cool, and I was wasted. And my assumption was correct—the park was deserted, except for the three of us. As I backed out, I smiled. It’d been a perfect day. The two of them were made for an impaired immune system. If all life’s choices were that simple, the Blazer’d wait forever. I caught a final glimpse of them as they scooted up the path. In the headlamp glare they reminded me of frightened rodents. They knew nothing about me—not my name—nor where I lived. Certainly not that I’d progressed to FULL BLOWN AIDS.

I met this black top online and had agreed to go over to his house. From his proflle online I knew he was big but sometimes you can't trust gay men with their rulers. On my way to his house I picked up a box of magnum sized condoms just to be safe. When I got to his house, he met me at the door in his sweat pants. He lived on the third floor of this house so we had to walk through a bit of stairs and hallways to get to his room. As we were walking up, I could see the huge bulge he had underneath and it seemed like he might be too big for me. My ass is tight and sometimes I have a hard time relaxing my hole to allow cocks to fuck it so the top has to ease me into it. Anyway the minute we walked into his room, he dropped his pants and told me to suck it and boy was it bigger than anything I have ever seen probably 13inches or so. First I was so scared that I felt like running out the door. Then I felt like it would be so hot that I could take his 13 inchers so I can say I can take big cocks. So I got down on my knees and sucked him. Normally I like to deep throat til his balls are hitting me on the chin, but all I could do was trying not to get my teeth scratch his cock. He pulled his cock out of my mouth and started rolling the condom down on his massive shaft with alot of lube. He then lubed up my hole with so much lube that it felt really cold around my hole. He then started to push his cock head right up against my soft pink hole opening and told me that I have a very beautiful hole and it will look so good with his cock inside. He started pushing it in but I could feel my hole was too tight for his massive cock. I was trying not to let him know but this big cock was causing so much pain on my hole. I picked up his pillow and buried my face down on it as I struggled to let him open my hole without making too much noise. He offered me poppers and I took it gladly. I was happy to have any help to take his cock at this point and it did work. While I was high on poppers, I must have relaxed a bit more. His massive cock was entering my hole and slowly opening all my internal passage along the way. Finally he stopped when his heavy balls were on me. I was in pain but it also felt so good. After a while of slow and gentle sliding, I started to feel less pain and more pleasure. I was already oozing precum. I told him it feels so good to have his big cock fucking me. Then he said he's not really fucking me yet. He started to increase his tempo. I started to feel a bit scared but I knew better not to stop him. So I did my best to relax and open wider for him. He was finally fucking me really hard. I was going out of my mind with the pain and pleasure he was giving me at the same time. And my body was rocking hard so much as he pumped his cock in and out of me. I felt like my body was a little leaf being tossed around by the wind as he just kept on pushing and pulling me back. We moved around alot while we were fucking hitting every corner of his room, kept on changing positions as he turned me around, lifted me up, folded me down, etc. Since he was so big and fucking so hard, we kept on breaking the condoms while we were fucking. Everytime I felt the rubber break inside my ass, I would ask him to stop and put the other one on. He pumped in and out few times with broken condom on, but he eventually pulled out and put the new one on. We were fucking for almost an hour and I felt his cock expanding more and he just slammed into me and pushed me down underneath him. I just laid there under his body. Then I felt spurts of his hot loads inside of me. I tried to move around but he was too strong for me. After he was done shooting his loads deep in my gut, he told me that was the last condom we had but he must have popped it when he started shooting his loads. He then told me he still wanted to fuck my hole more but we don't have any more condoms. I figured, "well, I took his loads already. Taking one more wouldn't do much more damage than wha'ts already done." So I told him he can continue fucking my-now cum-lubed bare hole. He fucked me for few more hours and shot few more loads in me that night. Getting fucked bare felt so much better than the condom fuck and it didn't hurt as much since we had all the natural lube of his cum, sweat and my spit to ease the pain. When I left his place, I felt proud of myself for taking his huge cock.