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My Boy in the Darkroom My boy and I have an adventurous streak, as you may know from my other stories about the risky sex we have with each other and with strangers. It really turns me on to see him take a fresh raw cock balls deep. Not only does he love it, I love fucking him after he’s been bred. His hole is so opened up and so juicy with seed. Last fall, I was headed out of town for a business trip. He was going to fly to Chicago to meet me and we were going to spend the weekend there, likely getting up to some naughty fun together. We get tested every three months for everything for PrEP and I got my results back before going to the airport. My boy’s results were held up for some reason. While I was at my conference, he messaged me that his HIV test came back inconclusive and he needed to go back to the doctor for a second test. I was surprised the neither of us seemed to freak out about it. But, we decided that if he was going to play either at home or in Chicago, he’d better make his tops bag up just to be responsible. We’re sluts, not heathens. I had one night off midweek and went to the bathhouse. I saw a very sexy tall slim guy with a buzz cut so short he was nearly bald, and a scruffy goatee, covered in tattoos. One on his arm was a full sleeve of tribal patterns. He introduced himself as Hal and bought me a beer at the bar and in our towels, we chatted. I told him about my boy and how we played together and apart, often raw. He pointed to his sleeve, and I recognized one of the flourishes as a stylized biohazard symbol. He told me he was POZ and on and off meds. I told him I was on PrEP, but my boy’s last results were problematic. He offered to make sure they came back positive on the next test. I couldn’t tell if he was kidding or not. He told me he was always there on Saturday nights, so I made a note to bring my boy there. Anyway, he told me he was mostly a top but liked having his ass eaten, so he took me to the darkroom area and I ate his ass. It was slick with a fresh cumload and I lapped it down. He then flipped me over and tried to enter me. I was way too tight to take on his thick eight inches, so I finished him off with my mouth, letting him cum all over my face. I told him my boy was a much better bottom than me. He made note of that saying he’d love to find out. We showered together and fingered each other’s holes. I’m sure he scooped some cum out of his ass and into mine. What a pig. My kind of guy. I knew my boy would like to meet him. My boy had gone back to the doctor end of the day on Friday and then packed and headed to the airport on Saturday morning. He met me at the hotel and we had a nice dinner. He wasn’t freaked out at all and told me that he’d been bad lately about missing doses. The doctor also suggested he refrain from taking PrEP pills until he got back results. So, he’d been missing doses and now hadn’t taken any for nearly a week. I told him about my piggy bathhouse friend and my boy grinned from ear to ear realizing that fucking now would be more risky than usual. After dinner, we went to the room to shower, clean out, and get ready to go to the bathhouse. After we were both really deep cleaned, he fingered some lube into me, just in case. I started fingering lube into his hole, and got hard and wet. I asked if I could seed him to get him opened up and ready for whatever would happen that night. I reminded him that he’d be wise to make guys use protection in case they wanted to fuck him. He agreed and made sure to tuck a few condoms into his little bag with hair gel, shampoo and a comb. We got to the bathhouse and it seemed much more crowded than the night I’d been there. I saw my tattooed friend and he smiled at us. I introduced him to my boy, who was instantly smitten. We all split up to have some fun. I dipped my bare cock into two or three holes but wasn’t in the mood to cum yet. I then went into the darkroom and saw my boy and Hal making small talk in a pool of downlight. My boy smiled at me and told me he’d let four guys fuck him and they’d all worn condoms and came on his ass or in his mouth. Good boy, right? Now my boy was stretched out, but dry inside. I bragged to Hal that I preferred to breed my boy after he had a load or two inside to mix up. Hal winked and offered to get him wet if we’d blow him. My boy and I knelt down and serviced Hal’s big cock. My boy suckled his egg-sized balls when I deep-throated his shaft. I suspected he was about to rawfuck my boy. Since he was already POZ, it couldn’t hurt to breed my boy, unless his results were indeed NEG… I was so hard thinking about that that it distracted me from doing a good job blowing Hal. I stood up and let my boy take over, fisting my own dick. Hal stood my boy up and leaned him over onto a bench. My boy’s upper body was out of the light, but his upturned ass was on full display. Hal lapped at his hole and jammed three long fingers into my boy. When he pulled them out they were slimy with my seed and some globby lube. Hal used that spooge to lube up his cock and stood up. He slapped his raw dick against my boy’s crack, rubbing it up and down. He sunk down on his hips and aimed his cock right at my boy’s hole. He jutted his crotch forward and must have sent the first two inches or so right into my boy’s unprotected hole, now more unprotected than ever. My boy’s back arched and stiffened. He stood up and I could see his conflicted face in the downlight. Hal whispered something in his ear and my boy nodded and bent back over, sending his upper body back into the darkness. Hal jammed two then three fingers on his left hand into my boy’s ass, then switched hands. My boy reached back and spread his cheeks wide. Hal spat on my boy’s hole and then again on his monster cock. Hal stood up and held his cock. Then he pushed forward and slid into my boy, again only one or two inches. It was so hot watching this POZ unmedicated cock entering my boy. Hal rocked his hips forwards and backwards, but never going any deeper. My boy stiffened again and he stood up, his conflicted face not sure what to do. Hal leaned forward and wrapped his tatted arm around my boy’s chest and hissed, ‘I wanna fuck you so bad…’ My boy leaned back and twisted so he could kiss Hal. Know that we rarely kiss guys were fucking around with so it really got me going. Hal grabbed my boy’s cock and stroked him. My boy melted into Hal’s toned chest. In doing so, he let Hal inside him, balls deep, raw. Hal supported himself with an outstretched arm to the wall and my boy reached back to Hal’s lower back, pumping his ass onto Hal’s cock. When my boy thrust forward, I could see his ass keeping a tight grip on Hal’s cock, like it didn’t want to let go. They fucked like that for a few minutes, long enough to attract a crowd. Hal pumped away until his face grimaced and he fired off his load into my boy’s willing guts. Hal backed away and waved me over to them. I knelt down as my boy spread his cheeks. I saw globs of POZ cum ooze out of his hair cunt. I lapped it up and kept as much in my mouth as I could. As I held his face, passing that fresh POZ cum into his mouth, I slid into him. He really was as wet and opened as he’d ever been. His hole felt amazing and shot off deep inside him. As I stepped aside, an older guy lined up behind my boy, with a big pot belly. He growled at Hal, ‘if he’ll let you fuck him raw, what have I got to lose?’ He slid his stubby cock right into my boy’s stretched out cummy hole. I held my boy’s face as the old man pummeled him for about thirty second before adding his load to the mix. A few guys applauded as a beefy furry redhead stepped up. Hal spat on his cock and lined it up with my boy’s hole. The ginger stud fucked for maybe a minute before he came too, deep inside my boy. My boy had had all the cock and cum he could take and leaned onto the bench, on his shoulders facing the room, and spreading his legs. The old man jerked my boy off as Hal squatted and shoved four fingers right up into my boy’s ass. I kissed my boy tenderly as he clenched his eyes shut and fired out his cum. The ginger stud crouched down and took all of my boy’s seed onto his face. Some got in his eyes, but he didn’t seem bothered. Hal suggested we all go for a shower and figure out if we were in need of a break or done for the night. We swung by the lockerroom. My boy checked his phone and saw a message from the doctor, ‘GOOD NEWS. TEST RESULTS BACK. YOU’RE NEGATIVE FOR HIV-1 AND HIV-2.’ He rolled his eyes and said, ‘Well. I was as of yesterday…’ He then winked at me, took Hal’s hand, and headed back to the darkroom.

Somethin's Burning Work had slowed down a bit and I was just sifting through the morning's emails when my phone dinged. The notification was from the pharmacy that my prescription was ready for pickup. It kept distracting me through the rest of the day. I kept thinking "Should I pick it up? Forget about it for a few days, weeks or months?" and finally decided on just leaving it sit there for a few days. What a few days those turned out to be. All hell broke loose and the protests, a few of which I was in, turned to riots. The peace and quiet of the past few months was gone. When the violence subsided a couple weeks later and things started to get back to normal, I remembered my meds and called the pharmacy. My call got automatically transferred to another store a couple miles away. After finding out that my local place was in ruins and all the prescriptions had been reassigned to other nearby stores, I asked how soon the 'script would be ready. It took a little while but they told me I could pick it up in a couple days. Two days later, I got a notification that it was ready for pickup. "Might as well combine two things and jog over to the pharmacy" I thought. I took a long lunch and headed downstairs dressed for a run, but also brought half of the stuff in my wallet to deal with the pharmacy. James, the doorman, looked a little surprised that I was going out for a run and told me "Be careful", which I thought was strange. I started out as usual, jogging over to the lakefront and then north along the lake towards sleazy bush. As I got near, I headed back inland and in the direction of the pharmacy. I got almost four blocks when a cop car went speeding past me and then pulled around the corner and stopped, blocking the sidewalk. I slowed as I approached and the cop was walking around the front of the car. Stopping twenty feet away, I looked and saw Carlos standing there. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?" he asked in that unmistakable authoritarian voice. "Out for a jog and stopping at the drug store for my meds" I replied, trying to figure out why this was such a deal. "Ya know, its probably a bad idea for a guy like you to be out running around after what just happened. Some people might think you're running away from something bad you just did. There's still vandalism and fires getting set..." he said in a slightly friendlier voice. I slowly moved a little closer but was still about eight feet away when I stopped. I was guessing that he was referring to my non-white skin when he said "a guy like you." "Oh, fuck. I didn't think about that. Sorry... I'll just walk the rest of the way. OK?" I answered, "Good idea. You're lucky I was the one that stopped you, since I know you ain't gonna cause any trouble unless it's a hot neg bottom that you've spotted" Carlos replied, adding a little chuckle. I shook my head and laughed, knowing he was right. "And don't forget about our deal. How's the guy from the park? Still shooting blanks?" He asked quietly. I had kind of forgotten about that little incident, but it was suddenly fresh in my mind again. "Nah, he's one of us now. And he's calling himself a top, too" I said in a hushed tone. Carlos chuckled. "Not around me. You were the last top I had and I aim to keep it that way. I expect to hear a call from you in the next week or I'll hunt you down" he said, the humor gone from his voice. "Yes, Officer Ramirez" I said, starting to walk around the front of the squad car. He put his arm around my shoulder and squeezed firmly. "Don't disappoint me, Craig" he said before getting back into his car. "Crap, he knows my name" I thought. I continued my walk over to the pharmacy and noticed a boarded up window on the front and went inside. None of the workers inside the place looked familiar and I wondered what the people from my regular store were doing now that their store was a burned out mess. Especially the cute pharmacist that usually waited on and flirted with me. I wandered to the back of the store to the pharmacy counter and waited for the two people in front of me to get served. It gave me plenty of time to check out the new pharmacist. While the uniform and mask hid most of the details, I could tell that he was a tall, thin guy probably about my age. I got a few glimpses when he pulled his mask down and saw some dark flawless skin, nicely defined cheekbones and a trimmed mustache and goatee. His name tag said "Sanjiv" and I filed it away in my brain in case he showed any interest. I licked my lips behind my mask and felt my cock start to stir. Finally it was my turn and I stopped on the spot marked on the floor. I gave him my name and birthdate while fishing my id, insurance card, drug discount card and credit card out. His eyes got a little big when he pulled up my prescription and he leaned forward and asked "Is this a new prescription for you?" "No, its a refill. I just haven't been able to get it filled for the past few months" I replied, almost on auto-pilot since I was mentally undressing him. "Do you mean you ran out? How long have you been off of this medication?" he then asked, inquisitively. "Yeah, I ran out. It's been about three months since I last took my last dose" I said, wondering what he was going to say. "You have discussed this with your doctor and he's aware of the lapse?" the pharmacist asked, leaning closer. "Yeah, he knows. He told me to cross my fingers and hope there aren't any issues" I replied, chuckling slightly. "Oh... good. Uh, there are condoms in aisle 12 if you need them. Let me get your prescription" he said, turning back to the large wall of bins. Chuckling again, I muttered loud enough for him to hear "Nah, I don't use 'em." He looked through one bin and then another while I stood there watching him. I heard him make a few undecipherable comments as he moved from bin to bin. He got up and went into the back and I heard some stuff being shuffled around. Another couple of minutes later he came back. "Sir, I'm sorry, but I can't find your prescription. It isn't where it was supposed to be. I'll have to re-order it and it should be here tomorrow. Can you come back then to pick it up?" he asked. It sounded suspicious but I decided to follow along and replied in an irritated voice, "What? You can't find it? I got a notification that it was ready for pickup!" "Yes, I know. The system says it's here, but I've looked all over and I can't find it" he replied. "Look again" I said, firmly. A grin came across my face as I watched him stand there nervously. "Yes... sir" he answered and turned around and dug through most of the bins again. When he rifled through the lower bins this time, Sanjiv bent over showing a decent looking butt. He seemed to be flipping so fast he couldn't possibly be reading the names on the prescription bags. He came back a few minutes later and said "Sorry, I can't find it. I'll have a new one expedited. Tomorrow for sure." I wondered how he was expecting this to play out when he suddenly said louder, for anyone in the back half of the store to hear him, say "The restrooms are over by cosmetics. They are locked, I can open them for you, sir." It was an interesting turn and definitely one made by a horny bottom. I looked around and there was no one else waiting for the pharmacy. He came out the door and walked quickly along the back aisle of the store. I followed closely and watched him unlock the door to the restrooms. He headed straight to the men's room and went inside with me right behind him. He stopped in the middle of the room and turned back to face me. "I've been waiting on this for a long time. You got what I need. We have to be quick, though. You're a top, I hope?" he asked staring back at me. "Yeah, I am. You sure you want this?" I replied, grabbing my crotch suggestively. Normally, I wouldn't even think about fucking a guy in this situation. The risk of getting caught was high and the chances of him changing his mind and making trouble for me was also high. But... he had a few things working in his favor - I was horny, he was aggressive and he seemed pretty cute. "Mmmhmm" he answered, turning to the sink and then unbuttoning his pants and pushing them down. "I hope you're serious cuz there's one guy already this month that knows how infectious I am" I said as I pushed down my running shorts. I moved closer, pulling my foreskin back as my cock pried its way between his dark, hairy ass cheeks. The bare head of my cock nestled into the pucker and began to leak in anticipation. Leaning closer, my hand turned his chin so he could see my masked face. "You better share when you're toxic. I don't like to waste my special sauce." "My boyfriend will be the first but he won't be the last. Please go easy, I've only bottomed a few times" he replied quietly, his body quivering in front of me. I felt his hole try to relax against the tip of my cock, but I could tell it was still going to be a tight fit. I chuckled as I turned his head back so it was facing the mirror and covered his masked mouth with my hand. "Nah, its supposed to hurt. I have to tear that chute up to make sure my bug is swimmin' inside you" I whispered in his ear before I thrust my cock into his tight hole. He tried to stifle his scream and my hand muffled a lot of the rest. My dick hurt from the sudden intrusion into his hole, but I knew he was hurting a lot more. His whole body was twitching from the searing pain as he got used to my cock stuffed inside him. I held him there for a half a minute before I began to pull my dick back out. Sanjiv's hole was throbbing around my cock as I withdrew and then I plunged back in. The milking action from his pucker was getting my balls excited and as much as I wanted to pump him full of my poison, I wanted a decent, if quick, fuck to go with it. That's what I gave him. A fast, hard fuck that made him feel every inch of my cock. He did fade out briefly a couple times, but that just made it more erotic for me. For the last two minutes, I wrapped my arm around his neck and hammered him faster until my balls couldn't resist any longer. A half dozen ropes of my diseased cum flooded his colon before I took a few last stabs with my cock and then pulled out. Our dark skin hid most of the possible damage I did to him but I soon found out how badly I wrecked him when I grabbed a paper towel from the dispenser next to us and wiped my dick clean. The white paper towel was now smeared with a red mixture of cum and blood. I held it out in front of his face to let the consequences of our six minute fuck sink in and then rolled it up and pushed it into his ass like a tampon. "Keep my swimmers inside until you get home, ok?" I whispered in his ear. I stuffed my cock back into my shorts and slapped his bare ass before I walked out of the restroom. No one seemed to pay attention to me as I strolled back home with a contented look on my covered face. The same scene happened the next day. I was the disgruntled customer who's prescription was still missing and we ended up in the restroom again. This time in the stall with Sanjiv bent over the toilet taking another dose of viral semen. He was still hurting from the day before and I added a new layer of pain on top of it. The fuck was just as rough as the day before and the toilet paper was the same hue as the paper towel the day before. The third day was another repeat. On the fourth day, the look in his eyes when I approached the counter told me how much he feared another fuck. I've known well used bottoms that couldn't take two of my hardest fucks much less the three he had gotten so far, so I kind of understood. But I still wanted this top guy to be able to pass along my bug to future generations and I felt a fourth dose would do it. With my meds finally in hand, we made our way back to the men's room. I pushed him to the sink and he braced like a good slut. I pulled his pants down and then my shorts. My cock was as rigid as it had ever been and it soon speared his hole. With one hand holding him to my chest, I pulled my mask down and then his. We stared at each other in the mirror and he saw my evil grin while I saw the doubt in his expression. I knew his sexy face would be able to lure lots of victims into his clutches and soon they would have a belly full of toxic seed taking over their clueless bodies. I pulled back and slammed my cock back in, both of us still staring at each other. Or maybe he would tell them and they would beg for his cum not caring how deadly it was. My cock withdrew until just the last inch was inside him and I thrust in again. This time I got a whimper from him and he saw my smile. "I'm going to come back here in a couple weeks. Hopefully, you will have someone filling in for you as you are taking a few sick days. The conversion sucks, trust me on that" I said to him quietly in his ear. His eyes got big and then he nodded 'yes.' "You have one week after that to fuck your boyfriend and knock him up. Plant as many loads in him as you can during that week. Then you're going to invite me over to breed him. I don't care what you tell him, make up any excuse you like, but I'm going to fuck him three or four times over the following week until his body succumbs and he's a knocked up cumdump. Got it?" I said. "But" Sanjiv started to say but I cut him off. "No 'buts' on this. I want to use his ass and guarantee he never shoots another neg load" I said firmly. "I mean, what if it doesn't take and I don't convert?" Sanjiv asked. "Well that would piss me off, but I guess we'll keep going until it fuckin' happens. We'll need to find a new place to fuck though. This one's too risky" I replied. The hammering I gave him next was brutal. His ass was trashed and then I dumped another load inside. This time, there was no yelling or signs of distress. He took the fuck like any good bugchaser should. The paper towel I used to clean off my dick after our fuck was just like the past three days. Maybe a little darker red, but then this was the hardest fuck. I pulled up my shorts and then my mask before grabbing the prescription off the sink. Walking over to the door, I pulled it open and turned back to him just as he pulled his pants up. "Enjoy" I said and walked out the door, through the store and then down the street towards my building. While I walked I thought about his comment about not converting and thought to myself "That wouldn't be the worst thing that could happen - he was a decent fuck. I'll just need to try harder next time."

I sat on the edge of the bed stunned at where I was. What had happened? I never passed out from weed and drinking. What had he put in the pipe? I stood up naked grabbed my underwater put them on and stumbled into the living area. He was sitting on the couch drinking his morning coffee and reading the paper. He said good morning looks like you had a niche long sleep. I looked over at the clock. It was 3:30 pm I had slept all night into the next evening. I said what the fuck happened? He said call down I just put a little T in the pipe and a sedative in my drink so I could relax. I said I passed out what happened after? He said he took me to his bed and covered me and went to sleep and that. Nothing else happened. I was sceptical but also relieved but that I was going to have alot of explaining to do to my parents. He said dont worry I called them saying I was the father of your friend from the number in my wallet saying I had a little bit to much to drink and was going to crash here if that was ok. He said they thanked him and said ok. I then said if it was alright I was going to take the boys biking upstate for rest of weekend and they said ok. I was shocked at what I was hearing my parents were very conservative and usually not so agreeable. I sat down on the couch woozy and said I need to go home. He said just relax for a few ti you get your bearing and then take a shower and if I still felt that way he would take me home. I said ok and he brought me a coffee. I started to feel better so went to take a shower. He had all sorts of toys in the shower. Dildos of all sizes butt plugs nipple clamps and at least 4 bottles of poppers. I stood under the hot water for what seemed like eternity. Then turned it off dried off put on a towel and went out to get my clothes. He was still sitting there as I out on my underwear and sat down to out on my socks he held my hand and leaned in to kiss me. He then held my head and opened my mouth and blew this cloud of smoke into my lungs. It surprised the shit out of me and I began coughing. What the fuck I said. He smiled and said sorry just wanted you to be calm. I said what was that. He said it was something called a shotgun I think he called it . I felt weird and hot all of a sudden but felt great at the same time. He laughed and took another hit and again blew it in my lungs. I was so horned. He said it's just so T and asked if I liked it I couldn't speak just inodded and grabbed for his cock. That's all I wanted all of a sudden was dick. Any dick. He pushed me back on to the couch and kissed me for a bit while I wrapped my legs around him and felt his cock against mine. He said not yet. I have more for us to do. I just nodded. He reached under the couch and pulled out a small box and opened it. It had a syringe and some stuff that I didn't recognize. I managed to grunt what are you doing. He said just want you to experience something that would change my life and make me feel better than I ever had. I said I don't want to but he emailed and said don't worry. I was trying to sit up but he put his hand on my chest and held me down. I was so weak from the shotguns. He did something with the contents of the box that I couldn't make out and then tied these rubber things around both our arms. I was confused. He put the needle that had something in it up to his vein and put it in and shot it into his vein. He took off the rubber think and coughed and started rubbing my body. I was horny as hell but scared at what was happening. He again. Filled the needle with that stuff but put it back to his own arm. Which confused me. He pushed it in and pulled in some blood from his arm and pulled it out. He then tapped my arm for some reason then lined up the same needle he used I said stop it has blood in it . He ignored me and my meager resistant was met with his strength. He pushed the needle into my arm and said here it goes and injected it into my vein. Pulled off the rubber thing and I coughed for about 30 seconds straight but was in heaven. I have never felt so alive in my life. He held my hand helpt me up and walked me to the bedroom again. I guess I was going biking after all... To be continued.. ☣️🧬😈

Part 3 - The Wrong Person Conrad had been back from London a few days and it was one of these rare occasions when Charlie was home, the twins spent the day together walking and catching up on their lives. Charlie was heading for a naval career and his training was taking place in Gosport, now he was a few months in and settled he would often come home at weekends and holidays. The training he was undergoing resulted in changes to his body and he now sported a pronounced muscle definition that Conrad was getting really jealous of. Charlie would mock his twin brother until it ended in them play fighting in their brotherly way. "How was London?" Charlie asked laying on the lawn outside the front of their house. "Nice, stiflingly hot though" Conrad replied thinking of the Arab man and rolling on to his stomach. "Going up for a few days tomorrow" Charlie replied looking at Conrad "why don't you come?". "No" Conrad replied quickly "I have some studying to do and promised the Jack I would help him out". Charlie chuckled "You and the bloody gardener" he said smiling "when you going to get me in the manor?". Conrad looked up the road "I can't, the owner freaked out when he knew I had been in the grounds" he said. "Yeah but you have dinners up there" Charlie replied "they must like you, has he tried it on with you?". Conrad laughed "No he has certainly not" he replied with annoyance in his voice. Charlie looked at him "Are you gay?" he asked straight out "It is just you don't seem interested in girls". Conrad paused way too long and Charlie nodded "No, at least I don't think so" Conrad eventually replied. Charlie sat up and changed the subject in consideration "Mum tells me you got another year at college?". "Yeah" Conrad said "decided to do the full RHS certification" he sat up watching the manor gates open. "Why didn't you take the money dad offered?" Charlie asked looking in the same direction to the manor. Conrad shrugged his shoulders "I want to be independent Charlie" he replied. "Did he pay?" Charlie said nodding towards the manor "I have never seen him in all these years". Conrad laughed "No he didn't, anyway he is just a person" he replied "albeit very rich and private". They both laughed and play fought each other rolling around on the grass trying to force each other to eat mud. Charlie had the upper hand and was now trying to force a bunch of grass he grabbed in to Conrad's mouth. They were so distracted they never heard the limousine come to a stop by them and the door opened. It was like Conrad felt a change in him, never before had he got an erection play fighting with his brother, it was the combination of Charlie's dominance over him and a stirring in his soul that made him feel really out of sorts to point of freaking out. "Is this how you spend your time Conrad?" Simon asked making them both jump and Charlie rolled off his brother. Simon laughed and walked over closer to them "Oh yes, Charlie blue eyes pleased to meet you" he said. Charlie stood up and looked Simon over carefully taking his hand "Likewise finally" he replied. "Dam" Simon said looking at both of them "You are identical" he said laughing. Charlie walked over and looked inside the limousine "Beginning to think you didn't actually exist" he said. Simon stood there watching him "Sorry" Conrad said indicating to Charlie "he is nosey". Simon smiled "You got grass in your hair" he said "I have to go away for 2 days". Conrad nodded "Do you want me to look after Jack?" he asked quietly and Simon nodded. "Please, I trust you to stay at the manor if you want, bedroom next to Jack" Simon replied quietly. Conrad nodded "Of course I will" he said touching Simon's arm. "How fast does it go?" Charlie asked "smells lovely inside with all that leather". "I will let you go for a ride in it one day" Simon replied getting back in "Nice to meet you Charlie". With that he was gone down the road, brief but Charlie had finally seen and met the mysterious billionaire but still no invite up to the manor. Jody called out to them both to get changed informing them they were going out for dinner, Conrad now had to think quick to get out of it and said he was going over some things with Jack for the weekend and he needed to learn as much as possible. She looked disappointed and knew that when Conrad wanted to study there was no stopping him, Charlie didn't seem to mind and said he wanted an early night after dinner since he was heading up to London early to auntie Carol's. Eddie comforted his wife feeling a little lost now both of their boys were becoming more independent and men in their own right. She knew this time was going to come any day and Eddie reminded her that they hadn't moved out just and they just needed their own freedom now. Conrad hugged his brother and got Charlie to promise they would all go out for dinner when he returns. He walked up the road to the manor and happy to see Jack waiting at the door who looked at his ruck sack. "Where are you off to?" Jack asked then coughed. "Here" Conrad replied smiling "Simon asked me to stay overnight to look after you". "God sake Conrad I am not a kid" Jack said doing his eye rolling "you don't need to stay". "Tough" Conrad replied "If you complain any more I will sleep with you" he said jokingly. Jack laughed "Don't tempt me Conrad" he replied putting his arm around Conrad's shoulder "seriously". Conrad looked at him and grinned "You fancy me then?" he asked chuckling. Jack kissed him on the cheek "What on earth gave you that idea" he said winking "friends first and foremost". Conrad smiled and nodded "Of course I know, right what grub you got I am hungry?" he asked. Jack laughed and took him to the kitchen "You can go for a swim if you want I will watch". "Pervert" Conrad replied unable to hide his joy and some inexplicable reason why felt incredibly relaxed. Jack was nearly back to himself but still tired and after dinner they had a slow walk around the manor grounds. Jack testing Conrad on each plant they passed until dusk had fallen and they headed back to the manor. Conrad picked up his ruck sack and walked up the magnificent staircase to the upper level, following Jack down a long corridor until they reached the far left side of the manor and Jack opened the doors to the bedroom. "Holy moly" Conrad exclaimed looking at the room and size of the bed. "Your room is next door Conrad" Jack explained "I will show you". "No it's okay" Conrad replied but unable to actually come out with the words. Jack looked at him "You're straight Conrad, sleeping together is not a good thing" he said. Conrad shrugged his shoulders "The bed is big enough, just don't try anything" he said grinning. Jack shook his head "Alright but keep your underwear on and get the RHS Soil Guide out". "So you want to talk dirty with me" Conrad said laughing and jumping on the bed. Jack undressed and slipped in to bed naked and opened the book sitting up, he was gay and well Conrad was undressing so he looked. Conrad caught sight of Jack watching him in the mirror on the wall and poked his tongue out making Jack laugh, he still watched until he climbed on to the other side of the bed hinting to the book Jack was holding. Conrad had seen Jack without a t-shirt of many times but sitting so close to him he could see the little patch of chest hair, sparse in quantity it suited Jack's body and trailed down in a thin line across his abdomen disappearing under the sheet. Every time he held the book up the muscle in his arms would tense forming perfect ovals under the tattoos, he was far from massively muscled but again the proportions sat just right. Conrad had to shake himself out of it several times unable to fathom out why he found Jack's body so tantalisingly perfect. Spending nearly an hour with Jack asking questions all about soil types and how they affect plant growth. Conrad doing his best and only needing to refer to the book three times to be sure Jack wasn't trying to catch him out. Conrad too the book from Jack and closed it leaning back against the headboard. Jack looked at him "You didn't get offended when I watched you undress?" he asked. Conrad glanced at him "No" he replied putting the book down "known you way too long to be bothered by it". Jack smiled "I still find it strange how I watched you grow in to this" he said waving his hand at Conrad. "In to what?" Conrad asked. Jack laughed "This man sitting here beside me, you were only an annoying kid when we met". "Was I that annoying then?" Conrad asked with a shocked look on his face. "God yes" Jack replied smiling "but I loved having you around, you were so eager to learn". Conrad nodded "Does Simon like me?" he asked out of the blue. Jack laughed "He tolerates you and understands how close we have grown as friends" he replied. "Sleep time and don't get any ideas" Conrad said making light of it. Jack laughed "Same goes to you" he replied grinning at Conrad. Conrad turned the light off and laid on his side facing away from Jack, he was tired but his head was questioning if Jack suspected anything. Maybe he was giving off some secret signal that he wanted to be gay, he sat up startled scared by his own thought turning to apologise to Jack and laid back down. Jack woke in the morning lying on his back he lifted his had and saw Conrad on his stomach, his arm and hand rested across Jack's body 'god I want to fuck you Conrad' he said under his breath. His morning wood was harder than ever and any other guy he would have been balls deep in them by now. Conrad rolled on to his back taking his arm with him allowing Jack to slip of out bed and get coffee. Conrad woke at the soft footsteps Jack made crossing the large bedroom dressed in his underwear. The door closed softly and Conrad sat up realising he had shifted over during his sleep and must have been sleeping very close to Jack. A big grin broadened on his face 'I slept with a man' he said laying back down quiet contentment. Jack returned with a coffee and laughed at the very happy looking Conrad then went to shower. The whole of Sunday they spent in the garden mostly naked apart from shorts, it gave Conrad plenty of opportunity to pay lot more attention to Jack. The heavy humidity and body sweating his every close to Conrad let him catch the natural manly scent of his body that was having the strangest effect on Conrad, it was like an intoxicating drug producing an allure of its own and how he was all man despite being gay. Charlie arrived in London and got to auntie Carol's just after midday, on Monday he had to finalise some paperwork at the Naval College but today he spent time catching up with his auntie. Charlie and Conrad loved their auntie like a second mum and she was the only person who could handle both of them growing up which allowed their own mother to have a little break from two energetic boys running around the house. In the afternoon he met up with his cousin Max and they went for a drink along the King's Road. Max was 24 and married to a most charming girl Helen but she was not a streak on Serena who Charlie was dating but they got on very well. Charlie happily joked about Conrad and this Fiona girl he was seeing and at the time very keen on her until he just lost interest in her completely. Max nodded and told him that Conrad never spoke about her and seemed to be more focused on flowers. They were meeting Helen at auntie Carol's place for Sunday dinner, Max and Charlie left the bar and walked along the road. "Christ that bar is busy for Sunday afternoon" Charlie remarked "reckon they must have a happy hour going on". Max laughed "Come on Charlie look closely" he said. "Oh man" Charlie replied "gay bar alert" he chuckled "shall we flirt walking past?" he asked. "Fuck no" Max replied "several straight guys have got beaten up here" he said. "Right so act normally or should we cross over?" Charlie asked. "Don't be daft, anyway it is a notorious pick up bar" Max replied using air quotes to signify it. Harry leaned forward and saw the familiar face walking towards the bar, he stepped out of the bar to get a better look but the guy didn't even seem to register him or even that he knew him. Harry thought he would never see the guy again having fallen hopelessly in love with the so called straight guy who happily took Arab cock for money. Harry's mate Steve sat watching him in his trance like state giggling at him until he saw the person walking towards the bar. "Isn't that the guy you punched?" Steve asked nodding in Charlie's direction. Harry nodded "Oi" he called out several times getting annoyed that the guy was ignoring him. Max looked at Charlie "That guy is calling you I think" he said. Charlie looked confused "Me?" he asked "I don't think so" he said taking a look at Harry. Harry walked up and stood in front of Charlie "You stood me up!" he said "I should punch you again". Charlie looked at him "Just try it and see what happens" he replied "what do you mean stood you up?". "For a drink a two weeks ago" Harry replied "I sat here waiting all night for you". Charlie laughed "I don't think so mate I wasn't even in London" he replied then opened his mouth "Conrad!". Max looked at Charlie "Ties in when Conrad was here" he confirmed to him. "I suppose you think it is funny standing people up" Harry said now looking quite upset. Charlie looked at him "Sorry I never stood you up, I think you met my twin Conrad" he explained. Harry stood there shaking his head "Very clever, a twin brother and does he like Arab cock as well?". Charlie and Max looked at each other "What do you mean?" Charlie replied facing up to him clenching his fist. Harry mocked him "Come on how much did you earn getting fucked in the back of his limousine?". Max had to hold Charlie back "Leave it Charlie" Max said "he is probably winding you up". "What is that suppose to mean?" Harry asked now looking at Max. Max looked at Harry "We are not for any trouble so go back in to your little bar and be gay" he said not afraid of him. Harry looked down his nose at them both "Fucking twin brother now I have heard everything" he said. Charlie angrily fumbled getting his phone out "Here my twin and me if you don't believe me" he said. Harry looked at the phone "God, I'm so sorry" he said quietly "Where is he?" he asked looking at Charlie. "At home in Hampshire" Charlie replied "What you said about him..." he started to ask. "Forget it" Harry said stepping back unable to think straight. Charlie grabbed his arm forcing him to stay "No you don't, tell me what is this all about?" he demanded. Harry looked nervously at Charlie "Seriously it was nothing just a game" he said. Charlie let go of him "Some game" he said watching Harry sheepishly stepping away then stopping. "Listen can you give him my number?" Harry asked almost pleading. Charlie studied him carefully figuring there was more he was not saying "Tell me Why?" he asked. Harry looked at him "Never mind" he said walking inside the bar. Max looked at Charlie who was about to go in after him "Shit that was weird" he said holding Charlie back again. Charlie looked at Max "Your telling me" he replied "the way he looked at me before he knew about Conrad". Max watched Charlie shaking his head "If you ask me he likes Conrad and I don't mean just like" Max said. Harry turned and saw the two guys going on their way, he now knew the guy was called Conrad. It seemed like the last few weeks had been totally crazy and now this his twin brother and he may have just outed Conrad by accident. They walked on quickly running late for dinner talking about this Harry and how weird it wall was. Charlie had never seen another man look at him in such a way, he couldn't describe it, one thing he did know it was no malicious or nasty look more of a longing. He knew there was more to this and would need to have it out with Conrad when he got back home. A lot of things were starting to making sense in Charlie's head, the way Fiona just fizzled out and now this. Was it true he was selling himself for sex? It was a disgusting notion that his twin had stooped that low. At that moment he wondered if he really knew his twin at all now and why all the secrecy. After dinner Max took Charlie outside for chat seeing how distracted he had been all through dinner. "This afternoon has bothered you hasn't it?" Max said sitting down next to him in the garden. Charlie nodded "Surely he didn't sell out for sex?" he asked Max. "Oh" Max replied raising his eyebrow "I thought it would have been about him being gay". Charlie sat there quiet for a moment "Gay thing doesn't bother me" he replied "selling himself for sex!". "I know he talked about sorting out money for that expensive exam he wants to take" Max replied thinking. "But whoring himself out?" Charlie said looking upset "why would he do such a thing". Max patted his cousins leg "I know, but if this guy offered a lot of money wouldn't you?" he asked. Charlie turned to Max with a shocked look on his face "If I was gay maybe for a one off" he replied. Max shrugged his shoulders "Well maybe that is what Conrad did" he suggested. Charlie leaned forward "Do you think it is true though or was this guy playing a game?". Max sat back in his chair "Who can say Charlie, I think you need to speak to Conrad" he said. Charlie looked at Max "It doesn't bother you?" he asked looking surprised at his remark "if he is gay?". "No" Max said "whoever or whatever he is still Conrad" he replied giving Charlie a knowing look. Charlie sat up "I bet it is hanging around at that manor house, that gardener" he said "fuck!". "Calm down Charlie" Max put his hand on his shoulder "you don't know anything for sure and what do you mean?". Charlie looked at him "He has hung around with the gardener since he was 8, bet he groomed him". "Charlie" Max looked sternly at him "don't make conclusions like that, hasn't thig guy taught Conrad of the years?" he asked. Charlie nodded unable to speak "Conrad has his head screwed on he wouldn't have been fooled" Max told him. "Yeah your right" Charlie said in relief "What about this guy we met today?" he asked. Max smiled "I think he is in love with Conrad" he said "he was really upset you know". "Oh god Max, what do I do?" Charlie asked. Max chuckled "Just done go at Conrad like a bull in a china shop" he replied "you could end up hurting each other". Later that evening Max and Helen walked back to their flat and nearing the gay bar they saw Harry again sitting at a table on his own nursing a soft drink just looking at it. Helen said hello to a couple of the gay guys she knew from the area that were having a drink. "Give me a moment I need to speak to that guy" Max said and Helen looked at him strangely "will explain later". Max walked over to the table and sat down "What is your name?" he asked waiting for him to look up. Harry stared at the glass "Harry" he replied solemnly. "I bet today was a shock finding out Conrad had a twin brother" Max said trying to engage Harry. Harry looked up "I didn't even know his name" he said and Max could clearly see the hurt in his eyes. "Did you and Conrad do anything?" Max asked "only you seem to be very upset". "No" Harry looked down at his drink again "I punched him for calling me queer". Max chuckled looking at him "Conrad isn't usually like that he is very placid normally". Harry turned his glass around "It was never meant to be I guess, so much for him being straight". "I don't know for sure if Conrad is gay" Max said pausing "give me your number and I will send it to him". Harry looked up "So it was no joke, they are really twins?" he asked. "Yes" Max nodded "I don't know what went on when he left my place at night but he might be quietly ashamed". Harry sipped his coke "I got butterflies in my stomach every time I saw him walking past" he admitted. Max smiled "I can promise anything Harry, I will give him your number but the rest is up to him" he said. Harry gave the stranger his mobile number then Max stood and walked over to his wife trying to explain as best he could without knowing all the details. He decided he would wait until next weekend to send the number to Conrad after he had spoken to Charlie and find out if he had broached the subject with Conrad. It took only a few minutes to get his paperwork delivered and signed at the Naval college any by mid morning Charlie was on his way home. In his head he was playing it over and over how the conversation should go with Conrad until the train pulled in to the station and he walked the 20 minutes to Hibiscus Drive. Charlie looked along the road to the manor fighting his urge to go up there and punch to the lights out of the gardener. His parents at work Conrad was sat outside head buried in his book and sketching different plant leaves that was part of the big exam he would be taking. He never realised that drawing was going to play such an important part of botany science studies. Charlie walked in to the house and stood in the kitchen watching Conrad who looked just like Conrad. He poured a couple of glasses of water and walked in to the garden. Conrad looked up "Hey nice trip to London?" he asked sitting back in his chair. Charlie placed the water down "Thanks" Conrad said "What did you do up there?" he asked. Charlie sat down ignoring the question "You hate drawing" he said looking at the sketches. "Yeah, getting better at it the more I draw them" Conrad replied "Jack has been a god send helping me". "Jack, Jack, Jack" Charlie said causing Conrad to look at him and put his pencil down. "Out with it" Conrad said "you always do this when something bothers you". Charlie put his glass down "Does he touch you?" he asked "Jack, has he ever touched you?". Conrad sat opened mouth for a minute "What sort of fucking question is that?" he asked looking angry. "Tell me Conrad" Charlie asked raising his voice "did he stick his dick in you or get you to suck him off?. Conrad saw red and blew up throwing the chair away and lunging across swiping his fist and just missing Charlie 'Come on then' Charlie screamed at him standing up and moving quickly around the table to get at Conrad. For the first time ever they exchanged punches in anger, Charlie landing one that cut Conrad just above his left eye and Conrad managed to land a couple on Charlies stomach and arm. Falling over each other in a heap trying to restrain each other and throwing punches wildly. Charlie's anger and adrenaline allowing him to easily overpower Conrad and putting him in a head lock where he rained down punch after punch until Conrad begged him to stop. Charlie let him go and pushed him down on the patio. Conrad's tears mixed with blood now dripping from his nose, Charlie broke down unable to believe what he had just done to his brother. "Oh shit I'm so sorry Conrad" Charlie said sitting down hugging him "I'm so sorry" he repeated. "What the fuck has come over you?" Conrad asked shrugging him off. Charlie sat there head in his hands "I just want to know if Jack has ever made advances on you". "Why?" Conrad asked confused even more now "he has never touched me" he said making it clear. "I'm sorry" Charlie said "Only someone thought I was you in London" he said "and I don't know what to make of it". Conrad quickly looked at Charlie "Who?" he asked in a scared voice. "Some kid at that gay bar on Kings Road" Charlie told him "said he punched you then you stood him up". Conrad nodded "Oh yeah, he seriously thought I would turn up!" he exclaimed. "Are you?" Charlie asked watching him "just tell me if you are". Conrad sat there wiping the blood from his nose "I don't know" he replied. Charlie shook his head "What do you mean you don't know?" he asked helping to clean Conrad up. "Is it bad?" Conrad asked and Charlie looked at him weirdly "the damage to my face?" he asked annoyingly. Charlie shook his head "Cut above the eye, bloody nose" he replied "no secrets Conrad please". Conrad looked at him "Seriously I don't know Charlie" he said honestly "I did do it for money". "You had sex for money!" Charlie exclaimed "whore" he chuckled "was it with a man?" he asked. Conrad nodded looking down "I did it several evenings with him I saw the money and just did it". Charlie kissed his brother on the forehead "As long as that Jack has never touched you" he said again. "What is this hang up you have with Jack?" Conrad asked "I told you he never laid a finger on me, never". "I believe you" Charlie said "kind of jealous that you have such a good friendship with him". Conrad smiled "He has taught me so much Charlie, really helped me prepare for exams, everything" he said. "I know" Charlie replied "So how much did you make selling yourself" he asked smirking. "Fuck off" Conrad replied laughing "quite a bit, some rich Arab guy paid me £9k". "No fucking way!" Charlie replied looking surprised and shocked "you must be quite an ass to fuck then". Conrad sat there looking at the bloody tissue "They call it gay for pay" he told Charlie. "How come you don't know if you are or not, I mean did you enjoy it?" Charlie asked. "Not really it was money" Conrad said "and this guy I sort of met well... yeah he is cute". Charlie stood up and helped Conrad to his feet "Your so gay" he said to Conrad "I still love you". "Of course you do" Conrad replied "or I will tell mum you beat me up". "Oh no bro, you started it and went for me" Charlie replied chuckling putting his arm around his shoulder. Conrad stopped walking "It is going to change us isn't it?" he said "If I am gay". "Nah" Charlie replied "You know I will never let you forget you sold your arse though" he laughed. Conrad cleaned himself up as best he could but unable to hide the bruise above his eyebrow. He stared at his reflection in the mirror wondering what had become of him, the realness of his attraction to men over women still weighed heavily on him but he couldn't help smiling. Dinner that evening was quite surreal for both boys with their mother pestering them wanting to know what happened. They both tried to explain it was a genuine blow up and Jody sat there looking at Eddie commenting that 20 years before they had a fight was really good going, she told them that if they were younger they would have been grounded without technology for a month. Wednesday morning Conrad walked to the manor and meet Jack to do some cuttings in the greenhouse on a hybrid hibiscus they were working on together. He noticed the bruise and cut above his eye and said nothing until later that morning. Aware that Conrad didn't seem to be there and was getting inpatient with his silence that was so unusual for him. Jack handed Conrad a pot "You want to talk?" he asked watching Conrad take the pot. "About what?" Conrad asked putting the pot down and looking at him. Jack indicated to the bruise "That" he said "and you are clearly not yourself". Conrad stared blankly at the pot on the table "How did you know you was gay?" he asked. Jack laughed then stopped seeing the serious look on his face "I like fucking men and it just felt right". Conrad looked at him "I think I might be" he said "stop looking at my bruise". "I have known you a long time Conrad you certainly don't seem gay or inclined that way" Jack replied. "I err.." Conrad stuttered "had sex for money with a man a few weeks back" he confessed. "Oh" Jack said unsure what to make of this revelation "so who gave you the bruise?" he asked. Conrad threw some soil in the pot "Charlie, we had a serious fight, first one ever". "And let me guess... You told him about you having sex for money?" Jack speculated and Conrad nodded. "Sort of that" Conrad said "he also asked if you had ever touched me". Jack grinned "I hope you told him the truth" he said "I would never do that to you". "Of course I did" Conrad replied like he needed to tell him that "doesn't mean I don't love you in my way". Jack chuckled "Conrad loves me" he said dreamily then laughing "sorry I shouldn't mock you". Conrad put the pot down again "Can I kiss you?" he blurted out to Jack. "No" Jack replied straight away "I don't want to ruin what we have". "Please" Conrad asked again going red "I just want to try it, I need to know if I am". Jack looked at him long and hard and couldn't deny he would like nothing more than to kiss Conrad, he also knew that Conrad was probably going through all sorts of emotions trying to understand himself properly. Jack stood up and turned Conrad around on his seat to face him, gently cupping Conrad's face in his hands he looked deeply in to his eyes and moved his head closer. Knowing this would test his resolve but Conrad didn't move and allowed Jack's lips to brush against his own momentarily. There was no kiss, just a touch but it was enough to cause Conrad to close his eyes briefly and elicit a soothing moan. Jack looked at him waiting for Conrad to fight him off, there was nothing, he moved in again and applied more pressure and kissed his lips. Yet again Conrad just made that erotic moan and rubbed his lips together. He decided now or never and leant forward kissing Conrad properly, within seconds their lips parted and Jack slipped his tongue in kissing him passionately. He felt Conrad's hand touching his arm softly, moving his arm around Conrad's neck holding and locking him in to the kiss he felt an electricity that had never appeared with any other man he had kissed. It was like Conrad was willing him to do this, he was responding kissing Jack back, his arms moving around Jack's waist holding him. Fighting the urge to continue Jack pulled back releasing Conrad. "Oh fuck" Jack said putting his hands on his head looking up through the glass to the sky. Conrad was aroused and that was Jack's doing "Sorry" he simply said hiding his erection under the table. Jack said nothing more and got back to helping Conrad with the cutting and grafting. Slight embarrassment between them remained for a several minutes, Conrad definitely felt something after kissing Jack, a type of feeling he never had with any of the girlfriends. To him it was clear and now he began to struggle with that feeling he had been fighting with unknowingly for several years. Conrad finished the grafting of the plant and handed it to Jack "Thanks" he said smiling at him. Jack smiled back "You're a good kisser Conrad" he said breaking the ice "gay... I am not so sure about". Conrad looked at him "I got more turned on kissing you than any of my girlfriends" he confessed. "Probably just a reaction to something new" Jack suggested wiping the potting table down. Conrad nodded "Maybe" he replied "it won't make things weird between us will it?" he asked. Jack smiled "Only if you make it weird" he replied standing up "come on lets go get a drink". Simon was busy finalising the arrangements for this weekends party he was hosting, completely unaware of what was happening in the greenhouse at the bottom of the garden hidden out of view. He sent one last text out reminding each one to bring a bottom guy no older than 30 with them. That evening Moham had his chauffeur drive past the bar several times unable to locate the guy he wanted to take to the weekend away. At 10pm he spotted Harry walking out of the bar and instructed the chauffeur to pull over. Harry had been out with Steve to the movies and stopped by the bar for a soft drink before heading home. Walking past the limousine the window went down and Moham beckoned him over "Moham. Feeling talkative tonight" Harry said knowing that Moham wouldn't reply. Moham looked at him and opened the door "I want to talk to you" he said gesturing to the seat. Harry looked shocked and climbed in with the door closing "What do you want to talk about?" he asked. "The blond lad I had where is he?" Moham asked. Harry was about to ask Moham what the information was worth but thought better of it "No idea" he replied. Moahm sat there and puffed on his cigar "Are you sure?" he said without looking at Harry. "Yes, I can't find him" he replied brushing the smoke away with his hand. "Come to a party on Saturday and Sunday in the country" Moham offered to Harry "it will pay well". Harry cocked his head to one side "Money is irrelevant Moham" he replied. Moham raised an eyebrow "You get to spend the night with a man and get paid nicely. No weird shit". "You promise?" Harry asked "I mean no drugs or anything weird like that?". Moahm smiled "It is all very above board Harry, it just has to be very discreet" he said. Harry thought for a moment "One condition" he said watching Moham turn to look at him. Moham smiled "Name it but I don't promise anything" he replied. "If I am travelling with you don't smoke those cigars in the car" Harry said quite forthright. Moham laughed "Don't worry we won't be travelling for long and dress smartly" he replied. Harry nodded "Okay" he said noticing they were driving across the Thames. He turned to look at Moham who was putting his cigar down then smiling at Harry he indicate for him for drop his trousers. He knew protesting wouldn't help since he was already a captive audience in the limousine. Unusually for Moham he watched Harry whilst undoing his trousers and pulling them down. Moham sat back and Harry looked at the bulge within Moham's underwear, catching his eyes they indicated down hinting for Harry and work on his cock. Harry was a little perplexed and he had never been asked to do this by Moham. Moving his hand over to the bulge Harry could feel it already stirring from the dormant state, Moham rolled his head back shifting forward a little, his hand catching Harry behind neck forcing him down. Kissing the bulge through the fabric he slowly worked the underwear down revealing the thick hard cock that stood a hefty eight inches. He had to check again looking at Moham who had a grin on his face looking down at Harry, gently slipping his lips around the head tasting him for the first time. Taking more and more in to his mouth Harry was drooling copious amounts of saliva trying to coat the cock and make it easier to suck. Even with the little experience he had at blowing cock this was difficult to manage and making his jaw ache. He tried but could only make it two thirds of the way down before gagging and coughing, coming up for hair Moham quickly pulled Harry up pushing him over the back seat. Moham pulled his underwear down and grabbed the soft peachy buns of his arse in his hands. Harry groaned and braced himself now feeling the cock rubbing at his hole teasing it open with gentle nudges until it finally gave. Moham edged the head in looking down at the expanding ass engulfing his cock, the dark shade of his cock against the peachy whiteness of the ass was begging to be taken. Still Harry braced for the full penetration knowing how swiftly Moham took his paid victim. Instead he moaned and gasped feeling Moham pull the head out and push back in repeating this several times. He watched the hole expand then contract until it almost closed before pushing back in. The hole got slicker with the precum flooding out of his cock, each time he pushed the head back in he was now allowing more of his shaft to follow. Harry continued moaning and for once began to enjoy being fucked by Moham, he could feel more and more of the cock filling his arse. The scratchy feeling from the abundance of pubes started rubbing against his hole telling him Moham was fully inside. Moham's arms slipped around his waist and chest, the fucking started with more gentle tones than Harry had ever experienced. The momentum was still fast and the force was building up steadily. Moham tightened his hold around Harry and his head fell forward onto his back, his hips pushed up hard and Moham moaned enjoying the feeling the his balls tightening and releasing their load. Up along his hard long shaft jettisoning out and in to Harry's body. Harry could feel the first thick load of seed entering his body with some force, it didn't end there with Moham experiencing a big orgasm himself he continued shooting volleys of his thick seed like he was trying to get Harry pregnant with each release. Relief across his face when he felt Moham relax knowing the delivery was complete he winced slightly in pain with Moham dragging him from the position and rolling him to the one side eventually ending up sitting on Moahm's lap. He winced in even more pain with his arse settling down deep on Moham's cock, the arms around his waist held him there for about fifteen minutes until Moham pushed his hips up. Harry steadied himself like he was in control this time and slowly rode Moham's cock. It was unlike anything he had ever experienced, his soft moans of immense pleasure and feeling every inch of Moham inside him, enjoyment of being in control of the sex between them. He wanted to play with himself but held back knowing Moham didn't approve of it, Moham liked his pleasure not anyone elses. Hary could feel the change and slight swelling in his arse, Moham moaning in his deep growling sound that got louder. Crossing Westminster bridge Moham pulled Harry down hard, his body pushed up depositing his second load with precise accuracy just as they turned the corner by Big Ben that was striking 11pm. Harry had a secret laugh feeling the pulsing in Moham's cock almost in time with each bong from the bell but failing to reach 11 strikes before he was pulled back against Moham, resting his arse still impaled of the cock that showed no sign of softening. Harry slipped off and fingered his ass gently but as suspected it was fairly dry, the two loads were planted deep in his arse. Importantly though he had experienced a very different sexual game with Moham. The limousine turned on the Kings road and harry finished dressing. Moham handed him £1k and opened the door when the limousine came to a stop. Harry arranged to meet Moham at midday on Saturday and stepping out the limousine he looked back and saw a Moham smiling for once after business was concluded. Harry tried to relive what had just happened with Moham, although he still got paid it was a very different experience. Quite looking forward to the weekend he walked home, he could do with getting out of London and anyway the party sounded like fun. Harry thought that Moham was bringing him along to spend the night with him that got him even more excited. He couldn't forget about Moham bringing up Conrad, he was still a little disturbed and annoyed harbouring a lot of resentment and disappointed feelings that he just couldn't help. Conrad had indeed become a bit of an enigma, an infatuation and one he just didn't know what to do about.

All the men I know who are in the best/longest relationships are playing with others--each pair with a different set of rules that work for them. I'd say the one rule they all share is communication--they have worked out what works for them. Some men (like my partner of 30 years) wanted details of what I did. Another man I know wants to know nothing of what his partner does--but is happy that his partner is getting what he needs from another (and it's something the more vanilla partner can't give him.) Partners I know love to go out and whore around and come home and play/eat/fuck with the loads in both their asses. Personally, my partner and I complimented each other in every way possible in life and work. But not so much in bed. He was a cocksucker. A good one, but that was it. Early on, we tried a threeway--someone he wanted to suck and I wanted to fuck. My partner saw the joy I got out of anal sex. He tried to give me his ass, but after a few times, he was the one who said we should open the relationship so that I could be fully sexual--knowing that getting fucked was never going to work for him. My coming home and detailing what I did to some guy in the sling at the bathhouse invariably led to sex between the two of us. We didn't throw out everything that was great between us just looking for better sex. One of the best things about being gay is to not follow the hetro-normative love and marriage rules. Let's create what works for the parties involved. If a partner can supply everything for you--great. But we are men. We love variety.

My husband and I were in love, and we fucked other guys regularly. The only rule was that we had to tell the other about our sexcapades. Love is wonderful. Even if you're the biggest whore, if someone declares themselves to you, don't just run away from it. That can be your instinct when it isn't expected, but if you stay with your suitor, you can probably expect great sex just like this for a long period. And you might not be chained to this person who insists on monogamy. They might allow play with others as long as you're home for breakfast in the morning. It's different for everyone, really. But as someone who lost their lover, allow me to say this: When love comes knocking, be open to it. Let yourself be loved. And try to be a good lover in return. You don't want to be "the shitty ex". It's not a good feeling in hindsight, and can cause emotional insecurities. Even if you don't feel it right at that moment of declaration, give yourself time. There's no set timetable for falling in love.

"612 Wharf Avenue" Oliver mumbled to himself as he followed the maps on his phone. "Its not so far from the clinic" he thought, as he remembered yesterdays checkup with Doug. After several sessions Oliver now looked forward to being used by Doug. The man had made him do things, and feel things, he had never in his wildest dreams imagined. With careful planning doug had spent days doping the boy up, and training him to serve. Taking a mans cock was almost part of his day now as he looked forward to the powerful narcotics and undeniable pleasure of dougs deep strokes. For the first time in a while, Olivers own cock twitched at the thought of another powerful orgasm at the older mans experienced hands. "Brickyard parlour" he read the neon sign in front of the dimly lit shop. it didnt sound as clinical as dougs own practice, but if Doug said this was the last step in his treatment then so be it. Stepping in the door he was greeted by Dougs warm smile. "Ollie! im so glad youre on time. come along now we dont want to keep our specialist waiting" he picked up a black medical bag and marched ollie through a corridor to a dimly lit back room. In the center was a sling suspended from the ceiling with a tray adjacent containing needles and several exotic tools he had never seen. "Oliver i presume?" the tall man smiled as he looked up from a magazine. "Im Joseph, one of dougs specialists." Josephs mohawk shimmered a brilliant red, and with tattoos extending the length of his body Oliver began to wonder what Joseph did at all. "now Dougs told me all about your treatment and I'll be finishing up today. hopefully we'll just be in...and out." he grinned, looking at the boys slender body. "why dont you get out of those clothes and hop up here" Joseph patted the leather sheet suspended in the room as Oliver looked at doug. "Its a simple procedure Ollie dont worry" Doug smiled assuredly at the boy. Obediently Oliver stripped his shirt off, then his pants and underwear, and awkwardly crawled into the sling. "here we go, scoot back now" Joseph instructed as Ollie felt his legs being strapped to the chains at the end of the contraption. Doug opened his bag and produced Olivers new favourite past time, a long needle full of fun. "a little more medicine this time sweetie, just relax and let it make you feel good" Joseph gripped the boys arm in his strong hand as Ollie eagerly made the fist doug taught him to make. Watching the plume of blood dance in the barrel of the syringe, Oliver stared at Dougs steady hand as he pumped the drugs into the boys slender arm. "off we go baby" Joseph released his powerful grip and the young boy gasped and groaned, coughing and squirming against the restraints. "he really does have a pretty pussy" Joseph remarked, casually sliding his fingertips along Olivers hole. "He sure does, and hes been such a good boy about it. isnt that right ollie? you like your nice pink pretty pussy dont you" Oliver mumbled and nodded with a grin as Joseph slipped a nasal cannula over the boys head. "We dont want you getting too excited now ollie, Joseph has to concentrate for this part" doug rubbed the boys chest as the tall punk adjusted the flow of nitrous oxide to the boy. Oliver let out a sigh and a giggle as Doug teased his tits. "that a boy ollie just relax. Why dont you suck a little?" Oliver turned his head to face Dougs now throbbing erection. the meat just looked so irresistably delicious, so perfect, with a clear pearl of sticky sweet precum forming at the tip. Oliver had to have it, as he hungrily fed the thick tool into his mouth. Joseph carefully lined the first needle up with Olivers hard pink nipple and pierced it effortlessly in a single stroke, eliciting nothing more than a loud groan from the boy as he hungrily slurped away. "youre doing so good ollie just a few more" Joseph thread the boys nippled with a small ring and moved to his other puffy pink nub. "mmmmfffghh" ollie gurgled as the pin drove into his sensitive tit. as Doug gently pushed more of his cock into the boys throat. "relax ollie, let the nice man finish his work. Its rude to complain" Dougs balls tightened as he invaded the teens throat. Oliver felt embarassed as he felt his throat stretch around Dougs warm tool. He didnt want to be anymore trouble, after all Doug said this was the last part. "big deep breaths ollie youre doing great" Joseph took the boys limp cock into his hand and inspected the little pink head. "that should do nicely" he remarked, as he quickly skewered the boys cockhead with a fresh needle Oliver jerked violently, his throat spasming around Dougs leaking cock. "Oh ollie thats so good sweetie." Doug groaned as he felt his cum rocket out of his balls and down the boys throat. "drink the nice warm milk ollie, its good for you" doug held the struggling boy down as he began to gulp his seed. "there we go baby" Doug pulled his glistening tool from the teens panting mouth as he looked down at his body. "owww" he remarked, looking at his freshly pierced nipplies, his gaze turned to his swollen prick. Embedded in the head was a shiny gold ring. "Do you like it ollie?" doug stroked the boys hair as doug gently lifted his sensitive member. "it has a nice shiny diamond in it too ollie, isnt it pretty?" The intoxicated boy just nodded. Doug marvelled at the sight of the boys new jewelery. "Just one more thing ollie and we'll be all finished up" Joseph smiled to the boy and pulled him down until his pale little cheeks barely dipped over the edge of the sling. "now be nice and still ollie" Joseph chided as he raised the tattoo gun to the boys tight ass and began stenciling a tiny biohazard tattoo. "What is that?" oliver asked curiously. "Joseph is just making sure people who see your pussy know its the best sweetie. You cant take any chances if you want the bigggest and best cocks to fuck you. This just makes sure they know Ollies little pussy is going to be warm and sweet." Oliver just sighed and slumped back into the sling. The low hum of the tattoo gun seemed distant in his ears as he thought about dougs words. Doug was so kind to make sure people didnt mistake his boypussy for just any old hole. It really was going to be a perfect pussy "there we go Ollie all done." Joseph bandaged the boys fresh ink. "looks inviting doesnt it?" doug remarked to the pig as he gazed at the boys pink hole. "he looks perfect doug just like all the rest. I'd love to get my cock up inside him." Doug slipped Josephs prick from his jeans and worked it in his palm. "why wait? hes right there Joe." Joseph groaned as doug rubbed his leaking tool at the warm lips of Olivers cunt. "i cant, he cant get hard for at least 3 days Doug." "open wide ollie, the nice mans going to fuck your pussy now" doug stuffed his fingers into the boys mouth, wetting them copiously as he returned to massage the boys drool into his own puffy pussy. "dont worry joe, hes not getting hard this month. now fuck that pretty little pussy." Joseph eased forward and pushed his pierced head into the boy as he groaned. "thats right, dont fight that pretty little cunt, give it a nice long fuck" Doug pointed his camera as it recorded the boys thirsty ass receiving another thick poz dong. ollie grunted and moaned as Joseph dragged the boy along the length of his meat, and true to his word, Ollies little cock didnt so much as stiffen. "oh god mister youre going to make me cum" Oliver panted. "i should probably quit now, thats bound to be a little painf-" Doug pushed the piggy punk back into the boy. "ssshhh, its not polite to stop when youre so close. besides it wouldnt matter, Ollies pussy can easily make him cum even if you dont move a muscle." The boy groaned as his eyes shot open and as he grit his teeth, the thick stream of pink cream flowed from his newly pierced cockhead. The agony, extacy, and drugs all combined to keep ollie cumming for far longer than he had ever thought possibe. "fuck me its like hes milking me! oh christ im cumming" Joseph grunted into the boy. "there ya go breed him deep. Ollie loves having nice big loads in his butt dont you ollie?" "cum in me" Oliver grunted commandingly as the salty seed tortured his cock, his ass milking away. "there, wasnt that nice joe? Say, why stop there, how about we just relax those muscles and have a nice big piss inside" Joseph hadnt intended on fucking anything today, but now that Doug was here, he found it practically irresistable as the older man gently rubbed his guts. "nnngh" Ollie groaned as the fit pig released a stream of hot yellow piss into his ass.

One other point: I mentioned above that in 2016, Trump got the votes of a majority of those who disliked both candidates. I think it was somewhere around 75% of those voters. This season, Biden is ahead in that group 90-10. The point is that a president who won by less than 80,000 votes in 3 states (meaning 40,000 flips, properly distributed, means he loses) can't afford to lose any votes in states that might flip, and (assuming he wants to win) ought to be trying to lure votes from the other side. Instead, he's quadrupled down on his base and thinks he can make inroads with Hispanics by hawking Goya beans from the Resolute Desk. He is losing even non-college educated white women by double digits and yet he still revels in insulting women's appearances, telling them to just get over their very serious concerns about putting kids back in school, and telling any female reporter who asks him a tough question that she's "nasty." It's a hundred little shitty things about our unindicted co-conspirator of a president, aka INDIVIDUAL-1, that costs him five thousand votes here, ten thousand there. And the Donnie Bros who think the whiniest president in history (it's SO unfair) is some sort of real man are going to find out what backing a complete LOSER feels like. Of course, given Trump's abysmal record in business, they should be familiar with the concept already, but the delusion is strong with the Donnie Bros.

First, welcome to BZ. Feel free to talk to any of us about stuff like this. You are not alone. I am a lot like this. This site makes one hungry for it, and brings out desires you didn't know where there. If you want to feed that darkness, spend some time reading the bugchasing fiction. Some of it is quite good. I'd recommend stuff, but what I like isn't necessarily what YOU will like. Talk to other members of the forum. Browse and see what all is here. There's a lot! You *should* be scared. It's a big step. I think mentally you might be ready to start the journey, but perhaps not emotionally. That's where we come in. We're here to help and guide you along the way. I am no expert on the subject - I'm not poz myself - and have little authority on the subject. Some guys here will strongly encourage you to do it. Others will show you resources so you can decide for yourself and what the long-term meaning of the poz life is really about. Think about what you really want, and what your journey means to you. You don't have to get plowed by every slut in the bathhouse to live a great sex life. Personally, I don't think that would be fulfilling for the long-term. In your 20s, sure, but at middle age, not satisfactory. Stick around, and keep coming back. Ask your questions, and be open minded. We're always here.

When I was in high school my best friend and I played some basketball on the Methodist youths church team. Yes I sucked my friend all the time. But I said to Gary that I thought pastor Jim was gay or at least BI. Pastor Jim was about 40. My friend said you think all guys are BI. I said I think that because he s always hugging us guys and staring at our packages. So we made a bet that I could suck his cock. My friend bet no I couldn't, I bet him I could. So I flirted with pastor Jim and rubbed up against him every chance I got. Finally made an appointment with him for consultation. I told him I was conflicted about sucking cocks and I wanted to stop. He was very supportive. When I left his office we set up an appointment for two weeks and I was supposed to think about my problem before we met. The two weeks came fast and when I met pastor Jim I told him I had sucked 6 cocks since our last meeting. He looked at me smiling and asked why. I said I just can't stop, I want every cock I see. He got up from his chair and standing behind me he started to rub my shoulders and talk to me. I moved in my chair and started to rub his cock through his pants. He never tried to stop me so I unzipped them and reached in side of his pants and rubbed his hard cock in his underwear. I undid his belt and pulled his pants down to his knees along with his underwear. Nice cut 6 inch cock. I slid off my chair onto my knees and started to suck his hard cock. I sucked that cock for at least 20 minutes ate his precum and I swallowed his cum he unloaded in my mouth. A nice sized, delicious load. He didn't say anything when I was done. I thanked him for the great load and said I would suck him anytime he waned me to. He wanted my mouth a couple times a week and I gladly gave it to him. Sucked him for a couple years. I don't know if my friend sucked him or not but I know he loved to suck a cock as much as I do.

I like to positive reinforce sluts so I thank them for their services every now and then.

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

Slightly different for this site BUT applicable to the topic. Wife and I have been married 15 years now. It works really well as she is constantly getting cock from her various lovers and I get to eat her creampie and then fuck her full pussy. We’ve not had any issue with it being more than friendly sex with her lovers. Being in love and her getting fucked by other men really works for us!

The polls in 2016 were pretty much spot on. Clinton was ahead by a few percent, and she actually ended with nearly 3 million more votes than Trump. As everyone knows by now, Trump won by tiny, tiny, tiny (like his hands) margins in 3 states - results well within the margin of error. He managed that because a significant number of voters disliked both candidates intensely and went with the new guy. Since that time Trump's numbers have fallen more or less steadily until Covid, at which time they started plummeting. Biden is not Clinton, and people don't have the irrational hatred for him that they did for her. Which is why instead of leading by 2-3 percent nationally as she did, Biden's leading by 8 to 10 points. It's why he's ahead in essentially every swing state from 2016 beyond the margin of error, and why several states that were solidly Republican in 2016 are now tossups or leaning blue. Trump's base of white supremacists adores him, no doubt. His problem is that outside of his base, his support is cratering, and Trump now has a solid 50% of voters who STRONGLY disapprove of him, in addition to another 8 or 9 percent who just disapprove. He loves to quote that he has enormous approval among Republicans (he claims 96%, but it's more like 88-90%), without mentioning that the share of voters who identify as Republican or lean Republican has fallen from 46% in early 2017 to about 38% today. In other words, Trump is to the GOP what Clinton was to the Dems - except the Dems were happy to let other Dem candidates be less vocal about supporting Clinton in a swing district. For the GOP, supporting Hair Furor is the only thing that matters, and that's going to cost the GOP the Senate.

I think this story is a one off. I imply that it keeps going but I don’t have to be explicit about it. I generally add To Be Continued... at the end of a story when I know there’s more to tell.

You're just saying that because you'd let any man with a hard raw cock pound your butthole and smack you around. 🤣 And that's why you turn me the fuck on. Slut. Pig. Jizzmonkey. (Is my foreplay working?)

do)? We've been together our whole lives, and we had our sexual awakening at the same time- yes we do fuck & suck each other, however we don't tell people that (they'd be VERY judgemental & disapproving of it). When we do fuck other people in a 3-way, we always do our best to not show too-much sexual affection for each other.

Go for a pa.. it's one that heals quickly and U won't regret it. A guishe also looks great, but U need to really be careful with it during healing due to it's location. Have played with a boy who had a jacobs ladder.. he hated it but his master directed him to get it done - bit of pain getting that done and it rubbed against his jocks, causing more. With the pa .. a good master would put a lead off it at an event... that's if they ever get going again.

Wow, great story. Poor little Jakey got himself wrecked! I can't wait for Ray to show up and throw his weight around.

As long as a Top has a hard dick and the will to breed me I am good to go. Some of the best fucks are from guys that I didn't particularly find attractive. And of course when its dark and I'm faced the other way who cares. Hard Dick and Cum belongs in any bottom hole.

I have always loved taking loads in public and love to get as nude as possible. I have been getting fucked in more and more public places and just don't care how many random guys see me getting fucked in public so I take it right out in the open if guys want. nothing is too public for me and have been fucked in so many porntheatres, public restrooms, alleys, parks and even on street corners. it shows guys what a fucking whore I really am.

I see nothing wrong with it. My sister and me started fucking when she was 15 me 14. Man that pussy was sooooo good. Yes I breeded her everything. The last time we fucked was in our 40's and we fucked for 4 hours.

When he dropped my off I was still pretty high and had to go into my house and try not to wake the parents. I snuck up to my room undressed and passed out almost immediately with my pleasantly aching stretched hole. Tomorrow came quickly as I awoke to my dad sitting on the edge of my bed. He asked how my night was and I played it down.saying it was fun. He got up to leave and turned to me and said easy on the weed and take a shower before you come down because I reaked of weed and booze...if he only knew The day could not.go fast enough. All I could think of was going back to Conrad's yeah that was his name and exploring more with him as smoking weed. As the time approached where I would get picked up I showered put on my jeans black tee and boots and headed to the corner. I smoked a Marlboro and once finished he pulled up. He was wearing jeans and a tight wife beater showing off his very thin veiny arms but muscular. We didn't talk much just small talk and chain smoking cigs. When we go to his coop we walked from the garage to his front door where his neighbor was just leaving. The neighbor looked at me and said hello with a smirk which I am not sure why. We went in closed the door and I sat.on the couch. He told me to turn on the TV and pick a flick while he made us soco and cokes. He had many VHS tapes of practily any kink. I choses the dad son one to match our age difference. He liked my selection. I noticed that there was his pipe and a big bag of weed on the coffee table and he told me to get started and she came over with the drinks. I lit the pipe and took a drag Ang coughed was much stronger than I was used to. We cheersed clinked glasses and drank our drink finishing off ateast 3 bowls of weed watching the flick. We kissed a bit and he took my shirt shoes and socks off and he did the same. We were just in our jeans. He said I looked so hot and asked if he could take some pics. I was flying so said sure and he had pose for a few and then we went back to our porn and drinks. He kissed me hard and tongue my mouth deep sucking in my tongue and kicking my gums. Was so wet and hot. I was on fire. We proceed to copy last week's forplay and the movie ended. He picked the next one and i didn't remember the name but it was a bunch of guys that were thin and tight like him and some younger ones like me. We proceeded to play with each other and once again he had me in the legs over the shoulder position teasing my crack with his oozing veiny beast. It felt so good and I was much more relaxed around him and trusting. He said he felt that and appreciated it. He continues to feed me poppers and weed and pour the drinks into my mouth all the while telling me to watch the movie closely which I did. After a few min of that and his rubbing he asked do you notice anything about the vid? I said no what? I looked again and he was one of the guys in the vid 8nhad.not even noticed. He looked a bit heavier but not much I was shocked but excited. Said it was so cool. He said it was just a private tape of him and some friends which I thought was hot. We started getting more into it as his oozing head poked at my young hole he went slowly in with the head. I reminded him to do the rubber again and he said ok but look at the screen..I did and he was balls deep in some guy no rubber. I was so turned on and he knew it. He asked if he could try it with me for a bit. I was nervous but also fucked up from all the booze and weed and porn he didn't let me answer and slowly inched in. It was like an out of body experience. I felt like I was looking down at it from above watching it happen. This man older than my dad was inching his raw dick into me. I was so turned on it felt amazing. There was no lube except for some spit and his oozing tip. It felt great as he bottomed out with his thick bush against my hole. He asked if I was ok and I just nodded looking at the video. He told me to relax and out the poppers on my chest. As he stayed still in me. I still couldn't believe I was letting this happen. He told me to take a hit that he was going to pull out and in to get me used to it . I did and this went in for a few min until the pain subsided. He was gently fucking me back and forth. I was in heaven. Anytime I started to have second thoughts and he felt my resistance he would make me take poppers. That and his strength kept me in my place. He began to pick up pace and said my ass was like silk around him and it was so better to be natural with me. I said don't cum in me cause I didn't know you very well which sounded absolutely ridiculous given the position I let him get me into but he said Don't worry. He then went on to tell me that he had a vasectomy a few years back and never shot out a load anymore. He really started hammering me now balls slapping against my picking up speed and moaning. I felt like he was about to cum and said pull out. He held my arms down by my sides tight and he orgasmed. I felt his cock twitching spazam inside me and I panicked and pushed him off . I was pissed he said I told you not to worry and that he had the vasectomy and he had no stds. I was still angry and asked to go home which he did and we didn't speak the whole ride there. I got went to get out of the car and he grabbed my.arm and apologize again. I said goodnight and went up to bed. What had I done. I felt so violated but also had a raging hard on. What was wrong with me?? So conflicted. Need to rest and think.

I (24) have been in a live-in relationship with my "daddy" (45) for almost 2 years now, he's an insatiable bottom, I'm a top only (although I love a nice rimjob). He's got a bunch of other friends his age who are all bottoms too who we play with often. I used to fuck guys my own age but for like the past year it's only been guys over 30, and I'm starting to kind of prefer it that way lol... Older bottoms just seem to be able to handle a big dick better, and seem to appreciate getting fucked by a younger guy a lot more than guys my own age. Any other young tops/older bottoms feel this way? We both really like incest play, but there is a total dearth of good porn with top sons and bottom dads. Even if you type those terms into search engines you will just get daddies fucking boys lol.

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Any of them. Not a single poll even by the most die hard White Supremacist or by the GOP (but I repeat myself) shows Trump even close to leading nationally or in the swing states that will decide the election. None. 2016 polling didn't pay enough attention to the swing states of PA-MI-WI. 2020 isn't repeating that error, nor is it ignoring that more and more states Trump carried handily in 2016 are in play. But go on believing that Trump is going to win. Hell, if he's as popular as you say, why bother voting? Stay home and start celebrating early in the morning on election day. I'm sure most of his voters have a bottle of MD 20/20 tucked away for special occasions.

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How are Tops different now than they once were, in your observation? If I understand you correctly to be saying that a Top should be satisfied with a bottom’s performance regardless of the quality of that performance, I couldn’t disagree more. There are lazy bottoms hardly worthy of the name who lie there like dead fish and then have the temerity to complain that a Top’s cock was under 8”. There are pushy bottoms who try to control the fuck. There are greedy bottoms who put performance pressure on a Top to get him to shoot quickly so they can move on to the next. There’s the whole parade of fantasists and pretenders whose eyes are bigger than their assholes and end up disappointing a Top when they can’t take it like they thought they could. It’s an odd statement to hear you make, because I would commend you for what you say before that - I would say you’re the Real Deal, a bottom who knows his weaknesses and his strengths, and refines his strengths into skills he can be proud to use. Similarly, I know that I’m not a good cocksucker, but I give great ass, so I work on developing my ass skills to better serve Tops. Tops are surrounded by a sea of bottoms - they can pick and choose. They don’t have to be content with mediocre ass or head, and any bottom who gives it to them shouldn’t expect a repeat - let alone thanks - if the Top finishes in him at all. I will qualify this with one exception: That of two loving partners in a committed relationship. In that case, yes, the Top should be satispied with the bottom’s performance, and vice versa, because the sex is at that point a deeper and greater expression than mere performance, an act of shared intimacy that both should cherish.

as a cum magnet I take any load but a hard cock and one that can cum multiple times is at the top of my list

It's working on me.

I used to be a big believer of a romantic monogamous relationship. Recently been in my first actual relationship ever and realize that I still want to take all the dicks I can , while still appreciate my boyfriend's company.

@bugRyan is so sexy!

Yet another great chapter. I love the English setting too and can relate so well as english too. Next chapter please mystro

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took several older guys loads in a busy cruising park today. was walking around with tiny girl shorts n no shirt looking clearly like a faggot and a cumdump. all the guys were in their 50s n 60s I think. was getting cruised hard. the first guy that approached I straight out asked "wanna fuck me?" I wanted to do it right out in the open but he wanted to go in the bushes so I went in like a foot, dropped my shorts n want over against a tree. when he was finished with me I went in another tree area without putting my shorts back on , saw another guy who bent me over against a tree and got fucked by another 2 guys(a guy showed up while he was fucking me) then I put my shorts back on and was squatting in an open field away from the road but visible from it and a guy actually came up to me n stuck his hand down the back of my shorts n fingered my ass. he said "nice hole boy.you got any cum in here?" I said yes 5 loads he said "stay turned around and get on your hands n knees so I did and he pulled my shorts down then right off and kept fingering me. he said "you're a fucking slutty little whore aren't you?" I said "yes"n he said "I'm gonna fuck you right here. do you even care if anyone sees?" I said "no I'm a slutty little whore like you said"so he actually got in behind me and fucked me up the ass right there. no idea how many people might have saw but it was hot.

This ^ is a lot of why I serve, to ensure that every man has a chance to fuck. But even for that, no thanks are necessary for the use of my body. Do you thank an apple when you eat it? Do you thank the water you wash with? I provide a basic human need for as many as I can, and for some to whom it is otherwise denied. If my ass is as good as I’m told it is, then that must be because I was meant to give it to other men, and they to take it. No thanks is needed for simply using me as intended.

As I finished telling Pat my story, Chicago to NYC to Colorado, we pulled up to his house. I hopped out and glimpsed the landscape below, turning around to see my mystery man patiently holding open the door for me, beckoning me inside. "As long as I'm not intruding," I said. "I'll be the one doing any intruding," Pat said with a smirk. Walking inside he let me know that he would freshen up in the bathroom and motioned to his bedroom. Glass panels separated bedroom and bathroom doorway and he made sure that I saw him take off his shirt, the muscles on his back rippling as he untied his shoes next. "Let's play a game," he commanded. "You go into middle drawer on the left wall and pick out sometime for me to wear and I get something for you to wear." Eager, and tenting, I agreed. "Deal." I opened the drawer to find an assortment of underwear (jockstraps, thongs, and colorful briefs folded neatly-size medium like me) and some leather accessories: a chest harness, y-harness, cuffs, and a leather collar. "Ready boy?" "Ready!" I spun around with only the leather chest harness in hand and saw that he had picked out a metallic silver buttplug with an orange head. We both chuckled at seeing the others choice, obviously we were on the same page. "Come dress me." As I started to strap on the harness around his shoulders I noticed a faint discoloration of his skin around his bellybutton, the only portion of his abs that were completely covered in fuzz. As I slid down to undo his belt and drop his pant to the floor I was greeted by the most mouthwatering bulge I had ever seen. The veins of his cock were even defined. "Your turn boy." I excitedly undressed and hopped up on the bed with Pat close behind in just his white briefs and harness now. As he started to eat me out a moan escaped my lips, there was nothing like his touch that I had ever experienced before. Sufficiently wet, the cold metallic plug made contact with my freshly wet hole, gradually being engulfed by my hungry lips. Curiously I rolled over and asked Pat what we should do now. "If your so-called 'boy' is all plugged up, what should we do now?" With a hearty chuckle, Pat replied. "Let's just snuggle, I'll claim my boy soon enough." And with that he nestled me into he beefy arms and I drifted off to sleep.

that's me for sure. I really had no choice. I have always been a cockhungry, cumthirsty, cocksucking bareback bottom with a lust for multiple cocks all the time. Even blowing groups of guys, gang bangs and public sex came to me naturally. being passed around and whored out to other men, and being a bathhouse cumdumpster, porntheatre slut and a tranny fucktoy are what I was born to do.

I pulled out and watched as he got off Peter, noting the gush of spunk as his cock came out of the plump backside. He dug an old rag from his pocket and wiped his cock, then wiped Peter's hole. "Thanks," He said and picked up his bucket. "I'll be back same time tomorrow. Make sure one of you is here for a fuck." Then he left. We dressed and headed home. Peter was quiet and then he blushed and said "Do..do..do you think I'm pregnant now, Timmy?" I grinned at him. "With all the babies in you today, I think you might be! How do you feel?" We had reached his home. Peter usually went in by the back gate, next to his Dad's shed. "I.. I like it" He mumbled. I noticed his trousers bulging and he looked at me with a pleading expression. I pulled him into the space beside the shed and dropped my trousers and pants. "Can't have you going home like that I said. Stick it in and cum," He needed no second invitation. Quickly he got his small cock out which was stiff as a poker.He got behing me and I felt him stabbing between my buttocks. I reached back and guided him in. He gave a small cry of pleasure and then was humping me like a rabbit. "It's coming out of me!" He gasped. I pushed back and was rewarded with his orgasm, feeling him push and throb, push and throb as he spurted his juicy sperm into me. After a moment he pulled out. "Thanks." He said. "See you tomorrow," I replied. "And you'd better rinse out your pants if you don't want your mum to find the spunk stains," I watched him go and headed home, smiling as I felt the wetness between my cheeks.

Please keep this story going. It gets hornier and better with each chapter.

Oliver ran the bar of soap across his chest as the shower filled with warm steam. his heart sank thinking about the impending meeting with Doug, but he held his resolve. Doug had to know how to stop this. surely he could reason with him? Oliver planned his options carefully but just couldnt seem to think of the right words to say. Why was doug doing this? he hadnt done anything to upset the fatherly looking old man. "i dont..." oliver paused, fumbling for the words. "dont...cum in me?" oliver stammered in embarrassment. oliver sighed, running the soap across his ass and remembering Dougs words. "pussy" he grimaced. he stood there as the water cascaded over his thin frame. Doug picked the worst word for his body when he violated the boy. he said it over and over as Olivers body helplessly opened to invite dougs tool deeper. "girls have pussies" the boy grumbled, reaching down apprehensively to touch his soapy asshole he was shocked to see his dick begin to swell. "no" he gritted his teeth. he had to control this somehow. Oliver arrived at the office reception and nervously tapped his toe. the place seemed, emptier than usual. He scanned the room anxiously and tried to rehearse his demands. "Oliver?" Treys chipper voice rang out as the boy sheepishly rose to his feet and shuffled down the hallway. "room 11." the boy smiled. Oliver tentatively smiled back as he entered the dim room and sat awkwardly on the examination table. He waited for what seemed like hours as mere minutes ticked by. Finally the door swung open and Doug entered. "hey ollie! hows my favourite patient feeling today?" "a little better i guess" olivers heart sank, remembering the gift his body accepted just a few days ago. "oh dont be so glum there buddy. once you take your medicine im sure youll perk right back up' Doug turned to the boy, syringe in hand. "i...i dont want to do this" Oliver protested, as the strong older man wound the tubing tight around his arm. "nonsense ollie the medicine is good for you. it helps your special little gift." Doug gently squeezed olivers thin white arm, coaxing the teens vein. "i mean, i dont want to..." Oliver felt ashamed to even ask. What was he even asking for? its not like Doug didnt hear his protest. Doug carried on as if the boy hadnt spoken at all. "little stick" doug cooed, as he dipped the needle gently into the teens vein. "This medicine is a little stronger ollie so you might feel a bit different than last time." doug smiled at the despondent boy. "please no" he croaked, as Doug pushed the contents of the powerful cocktail into the young mans body and released his arm. "look at me ollie" dougs voice echoed in his head as the boy began to cough. "that a boy, see ollie? the nice medicine makes you feel good all over" Olivers heart pounded in his chest. "nnnnn" he groaned, trying to push a sentence of protest from his throat as Doug began unbuttoning the boys shirt. "my girl...." ollie groaned as doug unbuttoned the teens denim jeans. "lift up ollie" Obediently he picked himself up and Doug slid the rest of his clothes off. "she...." oliver stared down at his now rock hard cock, the soft blonde hairs at its base sparsely decorating the boys prick as a testament to his youth. "did you do have some fun last night ollie? you didnt sneak your little poz cock inside her did you?" doug teased as he began undressing. ollie shook his head. "its okay ollie I know. Once you teach a boy about that special little hole between his legs, its hard to even remember how to cum without it" Doug fetched a tube of lube from the countertop and squirted a glob onto the boys cockhead as it gently throbbed in time with his heartbeat. Oliver watched as Doug gently placed the boys hand on his cock. "nice big strokes now ollie" he instructed, as he hovered over the boy, phone in hand. Oliver began fisting his cock. the syrupy lube felt nice on his dick as he sighed contentedly, jerking his prick obediently. "youre doing great ollie. See, your body learns naturally once a mans cock is inside. At first it just feels...different" Doug smeared a glob of lube on his thick tool as ollie stared, mesmerized by the mans pendulous balls and swaying meat. "but eventually those big cocks in your pussy start to change things." doug pushed the boy back on his elbows and began massaging a dollop of cool sticky lube into the boys hairless pink cunt, working his fingers inside with ease. "see ollie? see how your little pink pussy just opened right up? your body wants a man inside you. its a natural part of how you cum now and pretty soon, you wont be able to cum without it." oliver groaned around the mans thick fingers as they danced in and out of him. "See Ollie can fight me. he can huff and puff and say no no no as much as he wants" Doug lined his leaking cock up with the boy and pressed gently, his hole opening around the glistening tool to accept the head. "but ollies body? well that will never say no. it opens up every time for my nice big cock" Doug stroked the boys cheek as he slid deeper inside. "look down ollie" The boy gazed at his slim hips, watching the doctor take him once again. Doug was right. Oliver could write an entire speech in the shower about how he just wanted to stop, but there was no way to keep doug out of his guts if his hole wouldnt cooperate. "just a little more, youre doing fine." Doug seated his cock into the boy fully as he groaned, a gentle gurgle emerging from his guts. "see ollie? thats your pussy talking, not you." doug began to gently fuck the teen on his rod, drawing his cock fully from the boy in a lewd slurp, before sliding it gently back inside. "Pretty soon thats all youre going to listen to, just what your body needs." doug smiled as the boys cock fired a quick shot of cum across his chest. "f-fuck" ollie stammered. "thats it, open up for the big pretty cock" doug whispered to the boy as he continued fucking just as if Oliver had never cum. "did you miss it ollie? this was what your body needed. what that nice little girlfriend of yours cant give you. Tell me where the nice big cock is ollie" doug watched the panting boy search his mind. Why did doug keep asking? of course he was inside him couldnt he hear it? dougs cock was loudly churning the boys hole. "in my pusssssy" he smiled, as doug held the camera to his face. "theres a good boy" doug cooed as Oliver relaxed his hips and leaned further back.

I hooked up with my cousin this week. We hooked up twice before the lockdown happened, and we finally got to see each other again on Wednesday. I had the house to myself so I invited him over to hang out and see where things would go. When he showed up there was no denying what we both wanted so we sat on the bed and kissed, then we got undressed and I asked him to fuck me with no lube. He was rock hard so I laid down with my legs pulled back. My hole opened right up for him and he couldn't believe how easy it was to slip into my ass. We kissed and talked while he was resting inside me, then he finally started thrusting and it was intense. He bred me pretty fast so we took a break and I ate his butthole out. When we went for round two he lasted way longer and we were both satisfied when he came. We're making plans to see each other again this week and I'm hoping we make it a regular thing from now on.

I remember the first time I tag teamed a bottom. The other guy had a big cock and blasted cum all over the bottom's hole. Fucking that sloppy, used ass was a game changer for me. An ass in the air bottom who can't get enough dick in his ass is what I want every time.

Good morning was the first thing I heard with my dad standing over my bed. You slept later than usual everything ok? I responded yes but was so hung over from the night before and so conflicted. My brain was working overtime trying to process last night. My body betrayed me caving into it's most darkest desires that I didn't even know existed in me. What now? A few days passed and I tried to keep busy and forget about it. Hung out with friends hit few movies just to keep my mind off it. I had not gone on AOL at all since it happened but wanted to check in a few friends and quickly log off. So I went to my dad's PC only had one of in those days. Dialed in to the modem and connected. Went into the chatroom I knew my friends would be but no one was online. As I was about to disconnect he logged in. I stopped myself from logging out to see what he would say to me but he didn't say anything. Then he logged off. I was pissed. I went to bed early but could not sleep. All I kept thinking about was why he didn't reach out and strangly how even though he went against me by orgasming in me he did say he had a vasectomy and couldn't ejaculate plus he was clean. I began to feel a little better and was surprised that I was now very turned on by the thought of it. I was going to jerk off to it but decided to wait. Got up in my shorts snuck down to the den and logged into dad's PC and eventually AOL. He was there again. I messaged him saying I wish he would have respected my wishes but understand how we were high and drunk and could see how it got carried away. He took a while to respond and said meet at the corner? I got an instant hard-on and became very nervous. It was very late at this point and not like me to go out at that time but I said ok. Changed into my jeans and black tee and went snuck into the stoop for a few cigs till I saw his car drive past and then slowly walked to the car and got in. He said hey sorry again but I said forgot about it let's just go back and talk. We got to his place in New gardens queens and sat down on the couch and talked for a bit. He offered me a joint which was tempted to but declined. He smoked it. He got up and fixed us drinks without asking this time and handed it to me. I said thank you and must have been very thirsty and quicky finished it. He smiled. He downed his and got up to refill. He came back a few min later. He had changed to just his jeans and barefoot. That made me nervous. He took out his pipe and packed it with some weed and took a puff and passed it to me. I didn't decline this time probably because I had relaxed with the soco. He put on the same flick as last time as my head started to spin. It was getting warm so I took off my shoes and socks. He reached over and pulled my shirt over my head. We both just sat there in jeans nothing else as we watched and drank and smoked. He kissed me and pinched my nipples hard. He whispers in my mouth that he was truly sorry about the other night and we began to heavy kiss. He slowly pushed me back in the couch and got in top and we were grinding on each other thru our jeans. We were so horned up. He asked me if I wanted to try coke. I said I never had but maybe try a little to see what it did. He smiled said sure and put a mirror in front of me with a few lines of it. I was nervous. He made me do drag from the weed pipe and then he did a line of coke. He made me finish my drink and then he did another line. He opened a fresh bottle of poppers and held them for a while under each nostril and then quicky made me do my first ever line of coke. I didn't feel anything. He made me do another. Still nothing. We started making out again I found myself sucking on his tongue and he let a thick line of spit slide off his tongue and into my mouth. Then I felt something like I had just come alive for the first time Eveything was clear to me and I was just savoring this physical moment. He knew it had kicked in. He took down my pants and he undid his and we were soon in the same position as last time. Me on my back against the back of the couch him between my legs rubbing cocks. I feelt so uninhibited.for the first time. He started to rub his precum between my crack and hole and I was so turned on I reached down and guided his hard leaking cock to my hole. He stopped my hand and said wait and reached for a basket on the side of the couch and put it in the coffee table. Reached in and pulled out a rubber. I was surprised but kinda relieved but also disappointed all at the same time if that's possible. He put it on lubed it up and slowly entered me as he kissed me again spitting in my mouth. I felt so good I was pulling him in deep with.my legs and he pinched my nipples hard. I felt like iwas mounted like a woman. It felt primal and intense although something in the back of my mind was bothering me but I couldn't think what it was. After a few min he pulled out and went to get a water for us because it was hot and we were dripping sweat. We finished out water and began to resume our fucking when I did something that shocked is both. I reached down pulled him out and slid off the rubber. He asked what was wrong. I said it doesn't feel the same and that I wanted to be natural with him. I said since you can't ejaculate what's the point. He smiled. He slowly inched in bare and I could see the look in his eyes and his in mine he now began to slowly deep dick me bareback. I was in heaven as he poked my second hole. We were making animal sounds that I had never done before in my life my hole was griping his cock and he does up pace I locked my.legs around his back and sucked on his tongue. I came all over my belly.amd felt like I had cum throu my ass as well. He then looked me In The eyes and I felt the spasms again. It was so sensual and caring as he came from.my grip. We spent the next half hour making out till I came down a bit from my high. He said he wanted to take a shower before he drove me home so I just sat back on the couch flipping thru channels. Since the TV shows were much brighter than the porn I could make things out in the room. The lid.to the basket where he kept the lube and rubbers had come off and it looked like a bunch of bottles. I leaned over to put the kid back on and noticed they were medicine. I picked one up but didn't recognize the name and then the rest not recognizing any of the names. I got concerned. I called a friend while he was in the shower and then had a panic attack as my friend said those were meds for HIV. I got sick and angry again how did he not tell me this? He said he was clean. He barebacked me! He came out of the shower and noticed I was visibly upset and said did I regret it again. I said I wouldn't have had it not been for these. I held up the bottles. He seems scared and sat down. He said listen I k we you would want to be with me if I knew. And assured me he was safe and meds had it under control and he couldn't ejaculate. I was crying and still in shock. He said listen your safe I promise and put his arm around me. He said let me make you a drink then I will drive you home. I agreed for some reason. He came back with a soco and coke and I sipped at it. He lit the pipe and passed it to me. He said that weed had a little something else that would relaxed and calm me. I stared at the floor sipping my drink the last thing I would remember until the next morning when I would up in his bed. I panicked and wondered what had happened overnight and what the hell were my parents thinking... Fuck what has he done to me. What had I done to me?

Mmmmmmhh I love when tops fuck me like that! And it's even hotter when they don't bother asking and just shove their balls and cock in me 🤤 Seems to happen a lot when I'm ass up taking all cummers at the baths and the tops who fuck like that usually have a lot of stamina so I know I'm in for a nice long load edging breeding session 😈

I don't need to piss when getting fucked but I'm a friggin water hose when I get fisted...at first it bothered me until I noticed the guys 👊 me love to see me piss high and hard!

Part 4: The Bookstore Much to my surprise my Gorgeous God untied me. I was a bit confused but she explained that where she posted my ad wasn't getting anymore responses. So she had me follow her to her car still naked. As I got in she said we were going to the adult bookstore in the next city. I got excited because I had been to the bookstore a lot and got lucky each time. Upon arriving I noticed several vehicles to be such an early part of the morning. We walked in with me still nude and I was ordered to go to the back and take on every cock willing to use me. I looked at the cashier and immediately noticed it was a tranny I had hooked up with in the past. My Gorgeous God told me she would be back later to pick me up but only when the cashier said that I had satisfied everyone in the building. I headed to the back and once in the back I was immediately forced to my hands and knees and led into the lounge area. I looked around and noticed everyone in there was black and each one had massive cocks. I started sucking on one individual immediately and in no time had him hard. He was probably late 40's with a nice body. His cock was maybe 10 inches hard and was very thick. I had to get his cock really wet before I could truly start giving him a proper blowjob. As my attention was focused on his cock another gentleman had lined his cock up with my ass. I wasn't sure exactly how big his cock was but I definitely felt him enter my ass. I was already ripped open but damn he filled my ass up entirely. Thankfully I still had cum in my ass from earlier so I did have some sort of lube in me. As each man got into a rhythm of spit roasting me the gentleman I was sucking said that everyone here was going to fuck me bare. And also each one was poz. So be prepared to get pregnant he said. I stopped long enough to say thank you Sir. That's why I'm here. I didn't know it at the time but all these gentlemen had been sent here by my Gorgeous God. The man fucking me felt great. I definitely needed nothing but thick cocks to satisfy my hungry ass. He was pulling out almost all the way before slamming his cock back deep inside my ass. He was giving me a true deep fucking. I wanted all of their cum up my ass tonight. The other gentlemen waited patiently for their turns by just striking their cocks. The guy in my ass announced he was about to cum and he slammed into my ass one more time before unleashing a massive amount of cum up my ass. It felt amazing. Once he finished he pulled out and i got a great look at his cock. He was 11 inches at least and as thick as Daddy was. I couldn't believe I had taken all of him. The gentleman I was sucking got behind me next and slid his cock up my ass. Another gentleman took his place and soon I was being spit roasted again. I couldn't believe I was going to be lucky enough to be used by all these beautiful black men. What a wonderful God I serve and I'm looking forward to how this night ends up.

No it's not wrong at all that men use you and share you and pass you around. That's exactly what faggots like you exist for. It doesn't matter what you want even though I'm sure you were born wanting only to serve men as a subhuman fucktoy. Whores like you exist just to be easy use cumdumps. You aren't a real man or even a boy. Cumdumps like you are a FAGGOT and a CUMDUMPSTER and a WHORE. Yes you are virtually worthless and complete trash but that's what gives you worth. Men can use you however they want, and do whatever they want to trash like you. And since we have no respect for you we don't give a fuck what happens to faggots like you. You are disposable. Don't kid yourself, the men that use you don't love you at all. Most guys that use you think you're a disgusting pig. Once you admit that you are nothing but a cumhole, you can do your duty. A faggot like you doesn't "let" men use you because you have no say in who uses you. Thats up to us to decide when, where, who and how.

Part 3 I had hot dreams about Matty that night. Nasty dreams. I dreamed he took on all his teammates in the locker room. Jock after jock filling his pussy with so much cum it ran down his legs like a river. I dreamed he was in San Diego when the fleet came in, and I pimped him out to horny sailors who roughly fucked him in a sleazy motel. I dreamed he was worshipping his daddy's hard cock, licking it up and down, slathering it with his spit. And when I opened my eyes, I smiled because it wasn't a dream. There was my beautiful boy, between my legs, licking up and down my hard morning wood. I touseled his hair and he looked at me with those big eyes and smiled. Without a word, he reached behind him, and with a small grunt pulled the plug out of his ass. Then he straddled my hips, and slid down on my cock, letting out a little sigh as his asslips ground against my pubes. I grabbed my camera, and snapped a few pics of my boy sitting on my cock. Then I started taking a video. "Tell me what you are son." I whispered. "Tell Daddy what you want." Matty looked right into the camera and smiled as he road his perfectly muscled ass up and down my pole. He licked his red lips, and ran his hands over his chest, pinching his pert little pink nipples as he whispered seductively. "I'm a slut. I'm a cumdump. I need cock in me. Any cock. I need to be used like a whore. I need to be filled with cum. I need men to breed me, use me, fill me with their seed." Matty continued to talk dirty for me as he pinched his nipples harder, obviously turned on by my filming him. He worked my cock with his talented hole as a glistening line of precum leaked out of his own hard cock. And before I knew it, I was pumping a fresh load of sperm up into my baby boys warm hole. He just groaned as he felt my cock flexing in his guts. He started to reach for his cock, but I slapped his hands away. "Never touch your cock without daddy's permission." I repremanded him. "No more masturbating. You will only cum from now on when daddy says you can." "Yes Sir." He moaned in response. Then I pulled him onto my hairy chest. I held him tight against me as I started kissing him. Our tongues rubbed against each other as I began to piss, filling his guts with my morning stream. He moaned deeply as he felt my hot piss deep inside him and feverishly sucked on my tongue. I rolled him over as I grabbed the butt plug, and plugged his leaking hole after I slipped my cock out. I grabbed his hard cock and pulled the foreskin back, exposing his bright pink head. It shone with precum, which I quickly licked off. Then I put my lips around it, and sank down to the base, deep throating my son in one stroke. Matty moaned as my own talented throat worked on his stiff member. I slid up and down his cock and had him squirting in my mouth in no time. He filled it up with a big load, like a young stud should. When I had milked the last bit out, I kissed him again, and we shared his tasty cum. When we finished, I slapped him on the ass and said, "you better go empty yourself. And try not to get that hot ass fucked before you get back." He just laughed as he put on his shorts and sandles and ran out the door. I grabbed my phone and sent the video I had just made to my buddy Brian with the message, "we got a new toy!" It didn't take long for him to respond with, "WTF? No way! Unfucking believable! You lucky son of a bitch!" "Oh we both are lucky my friend," I texted back, "can't wait to share my slut with you!" He sent back a bunch of smiley faces. It was difficult for me to cook breakfast as I watched Matty through the window. He had just returned from a morning run and was doing his morning workout with free weights. Watching his young muscles flex got my cock flexing again. I couldn't believe I was horny again this quick, but my son was magical. As he did squats and lunges, the fabric of his shorts molded to his round ass muscles, perfectly displaying his rock hard globes. I had for forbidden him to wear a jock or underwear. I wondered how it felt for him with the plug up his ass while he worked out. The outline of his semi hard cock through the thin fabric told me the slut enjoyed it. We sat at the table outside as we ate our breakfast, enjoying the fresh mountain morning. Then I had to know how Matty had hooked up with the guy last night. "It's actually pretty easy dad." He said. "I can tell when a guy wants me. There's a certain look they get in their eyes. It's like a predator laying eyes on his prey. Then I give a little show. Flex a bit, stick my ass out a bit, run my hands down my abs. If they're still looking, bingo! Then all I have to do it approach them. It's easier than you think." It figures that my cockhound of a son would have a built in cock sonar, what a whore. "And you know what?" He continued leaning forward, looking me dead in the eyes, "he wasn't the only guy to fuck me since we got here. The day before yesterday, remember when we were fishing, and there was that guy near us, kinda heavy set? I knew he was checking me out. After you left, I stayed behind, then I walked over to him and said, "I know you want to fuck me, follow me." And I headed into the bushes. I knew he'd follow. Men can't resist an easy fuck as hot as me. Then I dropped my shorts and bent over a log and waited. It didn't take long before he was behind me. He just stuck it in and pounded me fast and shot quickly. Then I just pulled up my shorts, said thanks, and walked away." My cock ached as Matty told me this. His pure sluttyness made me want to bend him over the table and fuck him right now. But then I noticed him looking past me. "See that guy walking over there? He's the guy who fucked me last night." I turned and saw a nice looking man, tall, thin, probably about 35, walking down a gravel path. I jumped up and went over too him. "How's it going buddy?" I asked, casually putting my arm around his shoulder. He mumbled a response back, not sure why this stranger was touching him. "So, uh, how'd you like fucking my son last night?" " Whoa, hey man..." He started, trying to pull away. I just gripped his shoulders harder. "No, no, no. It's ok dude. My sons a hot piece of ass. I fucked him right after you did." The guy looked at me with a shocked face, and I continued. "He wants more of your cock, and I want to watch you breed that little slut." The guy looked a bit more relaxed as he said, "right now? I mean, my wife and kids...." " No, no. Later. Think you can get away around 3? The boy really loved your cock." "Yeah man, I think I can manage that. I'll find some excuse to slip away." "Right on." I said, patting his shoulders, "see you around 3." I walked back to our table with a big grin on my face. "Well son, daddy set up his first fuck for you. He'll be over around three. Now, I want you to find the other guy, and get him over here too." "Yes Sir." He replied with a big grin. "I'm so glad you found out my secret dad." "Me too slut." I said, giving him a little kiss. After breakfast, Matty took off and came back half an hour later, smiling. "It's a go daddy. He'll be here too." I smiled and patted my boys ass. "That's a good whore. Daddy can't wait." And I could hardly wait. The anticipation of watching my son take cock for the first time had me semi erect all afternoon. Finally, about ten to three, there was a knock on the door. It was the guy from the beach. A middle aged balding man with a moustache. Not much too look at, but looks didn't matter as long as he fucked my son. Matty dropped his shorts and layed face down on the bed, his legs hanging over the end as I sat at the top of the bed, watching. I could tell the man was nervous as he dropped his own shorts, revealing an average dick. Without a word he stuck it in my boy and just started fucking. Matty moaned and groaned to encourage the man, and in just a couple of minutes, he was huffing and puffing as he came in my sons ass. Then he simply pulled his shorts up, mumbled a thanks, and left. I stuck a couple of fingers in Matty's hole, feeling the warm slickness of his just fucked chute. Then I put them in his mouth and he sucked the juices right off of them. It was about 20 minutes later when there was another knock on the camper door. I opened the door as Matty lounged seductively on the bed, and let the tall thin man in. He grinned as he looked at the slut waiting for him. "I've got some time." He said as he slowly stripped. "Told the wife I was going on a hike. She took the kids swimming. I've been thinking about that ass since last night." He pulled down his boxer briefs to reveal an almost hard dick. I could tell it was big, bigger than mine. Tall thin guys always have the biggest cocks. As his stiffened, I could tell it was at least nine inches, and really thick. Matty just licked his lips like a hungry whore as he eyed the piece of meet in front of him. He reached into his backpack and pulled out a little brown bottle. The man walked up to the bed and grabbed Matty's ankles, pulling him down, then flipping him over, getting him into doggy position. My son looked so hot like that, the smooth whiteness of his round glutes contrasted nicely with his narrow, tanned waist. The man touched Matty's hole and felt the wetness. "You got a load up there already?" He asked. "Yes Sir." Replied Matty, looking back at him over his shoulder. "Is it yours?" He asked, looking at me. I just shook my head no. "Oh that's fucking hot dude. Nasty little slut." The man placed his cockhead at the entrance to Matty's pussy. I grabbed my phone, and the man looked concerned. "Don't worry," I assured him. "No faces." He relaxed as Matty took several long hits of poppers. Then the man grabbed his slender hips and pushed his fat cock into my son in one slow, steady push until he was in balls deep. "Ah fuck!" Matty cried out. "It's so fucking big!" He took a few more poppers hits as the man pulled his cock completely out. Then, he slammed it all the way back in as Matty let out a long, loud groan. "Oh yea you slut! Your pussy's so fucking wet. Take that cock. It's a big fucking cock and you love it! I'm gonna fuck you like I couldn't do last night! Take it you fucking bitch!" The man pounded his big cock into my son over and over and over, pulling it almost all the way out, then slamming it balls deep. Matty whimpered and moaned as his ass got pummeled and he begged for more. "Oh yea, fuck me man! Give it to me! Oh fuck it feels so good! Come on man, rape me!" "That's right whore! Fucking take it you fucking nasty slut!" The man continued his verbal assault on my boy as he fucked him mercilessly. And Matty just begged for more. Finally the man grabbed Matty's hair and pulled his head back as buried his bone and shook. "Oh yea! Take my cum you fucking cumdump! You worthless stupid cunt! Take my fucking seed bitch!" The man collapsed on Matty's back as he caught his breath from his brutal fuck. Then he pulled out and rolled over onto his back. Matty dove on his cock as he knew he should, and cleaned off the cum and ass juices. The man reached for his shorts and pulled out a pack of cigarettes. "Do you mind?" He asked, looking at me. "No, go ahead, you earned it. That was so fucking hot." "I tell ya, that boy has got one sweet fucking hole. Goddamn. I haven't fucked like that in a long time. After three kids, my wife's pussy just isn't that tight, and she won't let me touch her ass." He took a drag on his cig as he looked at me. "So is he really your son?" "Swear to God. Unless my wife lied." I laughed. "So fucking hot. He looks a bit like my son. I've been dreaming about him. He's 16. I can't wait till he's 18. I hope I can get in his sweet little ass then. You want to pretend you're my son?" He asked, looking at Matty. "Sure." My boy replied. "Why don't you fuck him." Said the man looking at me. "I need to recover. Then I'll fuck him again. Would you like that Tyler?" He asked, looking at my son. "Would you like this nice man to put his dick in your pretty little pink hole? Do you want to be a little whore for daddy?" "Oh yes daddy." Replied Matty, playing along. "I want this man's dick in me. I want him to fuck me daddy." "That's a good boy Tyler. Daddy likes to hear that. Daddy wants to have a nice little slutty son of his own. Now breathe these in for me." He placed the bottle under Matty's nose and made him take 4 long hits under each nostril. I could tell by his breathing that Matty was flying high. "That a good boy Tyler. Daddy likes his little popper slut. Now let the nice man into your little boy hole." I slid my aching cock into Matty's sloppy, wet hole. I was so turned on by this roleplay, and knowing my boy had two fresh loads in him. I started fucking him slowly, not wanting to cum too fast. "Oh yea," said the man as he huffed the poppers himself. "That's it Tyler. That's a good boy. Take that cock son. Make daddy happy. Show daddy your a little whore." Matty just moaned as I pumped my cock in and out of him. "Your such a good whore Tyler. Daddy likes that. Daddy wants to make you the pussy his mommy isn't anymore." The man pulled Matty by his hair onto his soft cock. "Suck me Tyler. Suck daddy's cock. Get daddy hard boy. Daddy's gonna fuck you after that nice man gives you his cum. Would you like that boy? You want daddy's big cock back in your sweet little boy hole?" "Oh yes." Matty moaned with the cock in his mouth. "I want your big daddy cock in my nasty little boy cunt." This hot roleplay had me so worked up, I couldn't hold my orgasm back anymore. I grabbed my sons hips and went as deep as I could, adding another load into his willing guts. "Do you like that Tyler? Do you like that man dumping his come into you? Do you like being a cumdump for daddy?" The man asked. "Oh yes," moaned my son. "Please give me more daddy." I pulled out as my son rolled on his back, spreading his legs. Cum oozed out of his slightly gaping pink hairless hole. I snapped a few pics before the man moved between his legs. He hit the bottle a few more times before putting it under my sons nose again. "That's it Tyler. Hit it for daddy. Daddy likes a little poppered up slut." Then he slid his big cock back into my boy. Matty groaned deeply as he smiled, loving having that big pole back in him. The man leaned down into his ear. "That's it son. That's my boy. Take daddy's cock. Daddy likes his boys cum filled pussy. It feels so good Tyler. Daddy's so happy to be fucking his little boy." Then he started kissing my son. Matty wrapped his arms and legs around the man, holding tightly to him while they passionately kissed. They made out and fucked for probably 15 minutes before the man started filling my son with another load of hot cum. Then they broke apart from the kiss, and the man started stroking Matty's rock hard cock. "Cum for me Tyler. Daddy wants to see his little boy shoot." Matty was so aroused, it only took a couple of strokes before he shot another big load of teenage cum all over his face and chest. The man bent down and licked him clean. We sat around for a bit, basking in the after glow of sex, the man smoking another cigarette. "That was amazing." He said. "Thank you so much for that. You have no idea." "Oh I think we do." I said, tenderly kissing my son. "I'm glad my little slut pleased you." "Oh, he did. He's awesome. Can I come back tonight?" "Of course!" Answered Matty. "You can fuck me anytime!" We laughed at my greedy slut boy as the man got dressed and left. And he did return during the night for another hot roleplay fuck, ending with Matty having 3 more loads of cum being dumped into him. Before he left, we got his phone number, as he lived about an hour away from us. The next morning, as we were breaking down camp, the man came walking down the road with his son. He gave us a wave as they walked past. His son did look like a younger, skinnier version of Matty. And two years later, we were with the man again as we took turns fucking Tyler. Even Matty who never tops fucked that sweet young man. But that's another story.

I was scared but did it. I am glad I ditched condoms and went bareback and taking loads. The sex was more satisfying and a better turn on for me. It was a bit scary but I had to do what I wanted and made me feel good.