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Part 11 - Trapped With Nowhere To Hide By morning he felt worse for wear, confused and not sure where he was. He noticed the reminder on his phone about taking his medication, the tablets though still in his bedroom at home. He crept out of bed and dressed leaving quietly and not disturbing Simon from his sleep. Slipping out of the front doors and opening the gates he walked towards home, eyes darting in every direction expecting Joshua to jump out at the mere rustling of the trees or bushes. He opened the front door and listened for a while, he could clearly hear Charlie getting himself breakfast so he crept upstairs to his bedroom taking a tablet and putting the container in his pocket he thought to grab some clothes unaware his bedroom door was opening slowly, Joshua stood there looking at Conrad. "There you are" Joshua said making Conrad jump out of his skin "I was worried about you baby". Conrad stood frozen to the spot "I missed you Conrad and I know you missed me" Joshua said closing the door. "What..." Conrad stumbled "what are you doing here?" he nervously asked stepping back. Joshua smiled holding his hand out "I'm here for you Conrad, those people at the manor have poisoned you". "Poisoned me?" Conrad asked finding himself staring in to Joshua's eyes that appeared full of love for him. He moved closer "They are trying to break us apart Conrad filling you with lies deceiving you" Joshua soothingly spoke. Conrad was drowning in depth of the eyes looking at him "They are?" he asked watching Joshua nod. "Yes they have been seducing you there, teaching you bad things" Joshua said taking Conrad's hand "Charlie wants us together". Conrad half smiled "He does?" he asked somehow knowing this was right and nodded "of course he does". "You want this as well Conrad, your so alone without me" Joshua said stroking his arm "we need to be together". Conrad sighed "Oh Josh that feels so nice" he said enchanted by his touch. "Conrad, my poor Conrad" Joshua soothed his fears away "no one will ever dirty you again or touch you". He smiled at Joshua "I was wrong to doubt you Josh" he said "you mean everything to me". Joshua nodded "Of course I do Conrad" he said moving his hand along Conrad's arm "I will protect you take you away from the lies". Joshua pulled Conrad close very tenderly kissing him delicately at first 'Just me, I am the only one that matters' he said then locking mouths they kissed deeply. Lost in Joshua's world Conrad slipped treacherously on the ice that was cracking quietly under him, Joshua wanted him and he wanted Joshua, he adored and a feeling of wanting to do anything to keep Joshua close. He wanted to be with him touch that body of his every day. Joshua broke the kiss smiling lovingly "We should start our life together" he said stroking his face. "Oh yes, I want to" Conrad captivated and completely seduced by his eyes and words that he wanted to hear. He lovingly kissed Conrad again "Come with me Joshua" he said kissing his neck "be with me". "Where to?" Conrad asked sighing and moaning lightly at the constant affection being thrown on him. Joshua looked him in the eye "Newcastle, anywhere, far away from people who poison your mind". Conrad nodded "Yes they are poisoning me against you" he said enjoying the warmth from Joshua's body. "That's right Conrad" Joshua said kissing him tenderly "You and me together at last". Conrad stared back at him "Yes" he replied feeling Joshua's lips touching his own kissing him again. "I know you love me and need me Conrad" Joshua spoke stroking his face "get your wallet and lets go, just us". Conrad opened his draw without a second thought retrieving his wallet and putting it in his other pocket, taking Joshua's hand they quietly crept down the stairs opening the front door. Charlie looked up from his breakfast thinking he heard the front door wondering if Joshua or Conrad was up, it he looked at the clock on the wall, still to early he thought. Felix walked in to the bedroom with coffee and saw only Simon sleeping in the bed and assumed Conrad was in the bathroom. Simon woke up and stretched and suddenly bolted upright. "Where is he?" Simon asked jumping out of bed grabbing his clothes panicking. "Bathroom" Felix suggested knocking on the door and looking in "No, I will check the cctv" he said. Simon continued dressing whilst Felix ran out of the room and down to the office checking the footage. Jamal was coming out of his house and saw the door opening to number 8 and strode across the road noticing a dark haired guy who was looking sheepishly around holding Conrad's hand. Jamal smirked at their creeping around knowing that the other person must be this Joshua that Conrad was so taken with, he furrowed his eyebrows thinking that something didn't look right. Unusually Conrad acted and looked at him constantly as if seeking his approval and that he was doing the right thing. "Conrad!" Jamal called out noticing the evil glare he got from Joshua. "Morning Jam" Conrad said smiling "this is Josh" he said pulling Joshua back who was trying to get a move on. Jamal looked strangely at them "What's the rush?" he asked looking at Conrad. "Mind your own business" Joshua sharply replied squeezing Conrad's hand lightly pulling him. Jamal shrugged his shoulders "You promised to let me do the acid testing today" he said looking at Conrad. Conrad looked at him "I can't I am leaving to be with Josh" he replied. "Be quiet!" Joshua said sternly yanking Conrad's arm. Jamal chanced it and threw a word in that he hoped Conrad would react to "I think Jack wanted you to show me the acid test". Conrad stopped and Joshua turned on Jamal "Piss off before I knock you out" he said puffing up his chest. Jamal took a dislike to the way Joshua was treating his friend and stood up to him even though he could see Joshua could easily give him a real pasting. There was something not quite right about this and Jamal was about to open his mouth when the front door opened and Charlie stood there dressed in boxers and a t-shirt. "Josh, Conrad?" Charlie said looking confused "where are you off to so early?" he asked. Conrad looked at Charlie "Josh and I are going to live together" he said looking for Joshua's approval. "Without your belongings?" he said "don't be so stupid Conrad and get back inside" Charlie said. "Conrad has made his mind up to come and live with me, don't get in our way" Joshua said in mild anger at Charlie. Conrad winced from the pain of his hand being squeezed tighter "Let go of me your hurting" he said to Joshua. "Josh what is going on?" Charlie asked stepping out pulling Conrad's arm "let go of him". Joshua turned looking angry "Conrad is coming to live with me" he said pushing Charlie away. "The fuck is he" Charlie replied raising a fist "let him go or you get it". Joshua sniggered "Should have raped you when I had the chance you are not better than Conrad" he let go of Conrad anger rising at being interrupted. Jamal seized the opportunity and jumped on to Joshua's back trying to get him an strangle hold and down to his knees. Joshua leaned forward whilst Charlie pulled Conrad back away from him. Jamal held on being swung around then thrown over Joshua's shoulder landing on his back on the grass quickly followed by a hefty blow to his stomach winding him in pain. Joshua went to grab Conrad but Charlie pushed him back out of the way. Joshua flick punched Charlie in the neck sending his muscles into spasm falling to his knees gasping for air. Conrad stood looking at the scene his head clearing and seeing red when Joshua attacked his brother and friend. He flung himself at anger towards Joshua, quick as a flash his arms grabbed Conrad dragging him towards Conrad's car. Simon heard distant shouting and looked out of the window at the top of the staircase frozen and horrified at what he saw unfolding outside number 8. Yelling for Felix to call the police he bolted out of the manor running fast towards the house. Felix ran out after Simon on the phone making the call his adrenaline rushing and pushing him faster. "Stop it Conrad" Joshua said watching Jamal begin to stand up "it's okay I have you" he said calmly "they don't want you to be happy". Joshua picked Conrad's keys up and unlocked the car "We need to get you away from all these lies" he said. Conrad struggled against him "You hit my brother" he said unable to break free from the tight hold Joshua had on him. "They all loathe you Conrad, jealous of us" Joshua said hugging him harder "I don't, you know that". Joshua held Conrad in a hug stepping back towards the car, using his hand he unlocked the car keeping a eye on Jamal who was back on his feet now helping Charlie who was just getting his breath back still struggling to breathe normally, Charlie tried to hold Jamal back but he went for Joshua again receiving a punch to the face with a horrid thumping sound that flattened Jamal out. Joshua turned angrily to Conrad opening the door and trying force him the back seat. Conrad struggled and managed to push Joshua over on to his back trying to punch him with all his might 'Is that the best you can do?' Joshua mocked overpowering Conrad and getting to his knees pulling Conrad with him and slipping his arm tight around Conrad's neck 'this is how you treat worthless sluts who don't appreciate what they have' he said flexing his bicep. Conrad's hands grabbed on to the arm trying to pull it away feeling the pressure around his neck intensifying. Felix now ran at break neck speed seeing things escalating and getting ahead of Simon, he stopped in front of Joshua and Conrad his face already starting to turn red and struggling to breath. "Come any closer and I break this pretty neck" Joshua said strangely calm looking at Felix. "Calm down" Felix said watching him carefully "don't do this, let Conrad breath" he said very calmly. Joshua kissed Conrad's face "He is mine so go back to your pretty little house and leave us". "You have no where to go, let Conrad go" Simon said catching his breath coming to a stop. Conrad was held firm and his neck was starting to hurt from the pressure exerted by the muscle pressing against it. He looked up and saw Felix standing there clenching his fist wanting to get close but every shuffle of his feet closer caused more pain in his neck. Simon's voice echoed in his head he tried to look at him then gurgled gasping for air, everything seemed so distant and his hand could feel the large bicep cutting in to his neck tightening. Slowly he realised that what Joshua offered him was not going to bode well, at the blunt end of a second aggressive attack on him he was feeling used and betrayed and not loved. His hands fell away from the arm around his neck he just didn't seem to care anymore, he saw his life trapped in a loveless relationship with Joshua using him for his own means. He just wanted this to be over with, the pain to go away then he could be with Jack. His neck hurt, the tightness of the bicep compressing his airway making him feel drowsy. Harry was the only person who had fallen in love with him, he thought so sweetly of the cocky 19 year old seeing the punch then blocking his way along he pavement. "Please Joshua you can have him just release the pressure around his neck" Simon said standing there panicking. Conrad faintly saw Simon feeling the pressure ease in his neck "Take me away" he struggled to say. Joshua smiled "See he wants me not any of you" he said releasing the pressure fully around Conrad's neck. Conrad took a moment regaining control of his senses breathing heavily "I want to go with him" he said winking at Felix. Felix nodded "Let's back off Simon and let them go" he said pulling Simon away and using this thumb to rub Simon's arm. Joshua looked curiously at them still firmly holding on to Conrad watching them slowly move away. Charlie looked angrily at Joshua and went over to Jamal who was coming around dazed and confused by what he was doing on the damp grass looking up at Charlie and chuckling at him dressed in boxers then calling him Conrad. Joshua stood dragging Conrad back to his feet by his neck and moving towards the car. Cautiously Joshua watched them all 'back off' he demanded 'further' he said waiting until they complied. Joshua released Conrad's neck and moving his arm to hold him around the chest, Conrad wriggled and managing to turn and face him 'I love you Josh' Conrad said watching him smile then grunt in agony that showed across his face. Conrad used Felix's teaching and kneed him hard in the balls. Joshua crumpled to his knees, his arms clamped with incredible force around Conrad's waist pulling him down with him. Laying on top of Conrad his arms constricted crushing him against his chest 'If I can't have you no one can' he said viciously and in one last vain attempt to punish Conrad his arms constricted with incredible force around Conrad intent on breaking his back. Felix ran across seeing Conrad raining punches to Joshua's back crying in agonising pain. Felix placed his hands around the pressure points under the arms of Joshua hitting them dead on squeezing digging in deeply, the result caused his hands to release his hold of Conrad allowing him to swiftly land a punch on Joshua's face 'that's for my brother and friend' he cried watching Felix lift Joshua off with ease. Immediately Simon ran over to Conrad lifting him off the ground. "It's over Conrad" Simon said holding him gently against his body. Conrad pushed Simon away "Charlie, Jamal" he suddenly said panicking. "They are bruised but okay" Simon said walking Conrad over to them sitting on the grass. Felix was struggling to hold the demented animal in his hands, he was strong and aggressively pushed Felix back against the car with a loud thud then striking him in the stomach with his elbow winding him. Joshua darted forward making a beeline for Simon and Conrad. Jamal realised what was happening and went into rugby tackle mode running forward with Conrad yelling at him not to. Jamal bent over connecting his shoulder with Joshua's abdomen completely taking him, the speed of Jamal's attack forcing his body to fold over Jamal's shoulder, his feet rising off the ground with Jamal rearing up. Joshua's felt his body flying over his attacker and landing with a hard thud on his back. Jamal tumbled to the floor holding his shoulder. Felix back on his feet ran over pushing Joshua on to his stomach pinning his arms behind his back and holding him still. Simon looked at him "What on earth was you thinking coming back here?" he asked. "Josh was inside the house waiting for me " Conrad said looking around. Simon steered him away from looking at Joshua "You broke up Conrad he doesn't love you any more". "He wanted to take me away, told me you were all lying and poisoning me" Conrad said looking confused". "Shh" Simon said comforting him "Joshua lied to you, he has got in your head Conrad". Conrad remained quite for a moment "My tablets" he suddenly said "I need to take my tablet". "Yes when we get back to the manor" Simon replied "is that why you went home?" he asked. Conrad nodded "Yes" he replied "I never thought he would be there". Two police cars and several neighbours had now appeared watching, fortunately his parents had gone to the Australian embassy early so they didn't see the event unfolding. Jamal had a bloody face that Charlie was trying to clean up. Simon and Felix explained what had transpired and offered to provide the cctv footage from the Saturday night stacking up the evidence against Joshua. An ambulance arrived on the scene and checked over Conrad who was beginning to bruise around his lower back from the incredible force Joshua had used on him. They checked Jamal for concussion and his shoulder which appeared to be okay. Charlie was okay now he was over the spasms in his neck and breathing normally with the help of oxygen. One of the police officers came out of the car and spoke to his duty commander, they seemed to spend a long time talking in the car looking at something and talking on their radios whilst another officer had Joshua restrained in handcuffs. "Why are they talking in the car?" Charlie asked "why can't they just arrest him?" he said looking at Simon. "I am not sure Charlie" Simon replied, watching them now exiting the car and walking towards Joshua. The senior officer approached him "Gary Stevens?" he asked waiting "Are you Gary Stevens?" he asked again. Joshua smirked "There is warrant for your arrest by West Yorkshire police" the senior officer informed him. "I'm confused" Conrad said standing there "who is he?" he asked the other officer. "Gary Stevens, he is wanted for extortion, sexual abuse and stalking and using stolen ID, to name a few" the officer said. The officer looked at Conrad "You had a very lucky escape young man" he said "he has already wrecked two peoples lives". They hauled Joshua towards the car who gave an evil grin to Conrad "You are mine" he sneered "remember that as I will find you". "He is one nasty person" Jamal said with a bruised and bloodied face. Simon hung up his phone and walked towards them "Adam is flying in Conrad" he said. Conrad nodded "Guys come up to the manor with us" Simon said to Charlie and Jamal. Charlie looked at his watch "I am suppose to be back at naval training" he said. "Felix" Simon called to him "Charlie needs to go back to training you still have contacts to arrange it?". "Certainly Simon, are you at Collingwood?" he asked Charlie who nodded "I know the commanding officer". Simon walked over to Jamal "I know we had a bad start but dam you earnt some respect from us" he said. "Thank you Jamal" Felix said hanging up his phone and using his name for the first time. "I'm Charlie his twin brother" Charlie said holding his hand out to Jamal. "Jamal or Jam as most people call me, nice to finally meet you Charlie" Jamal said shaking his hand. Simon suggested Jamal help Charlie with his things and bring him up to the manor. Along with Felix they took a rather shaken Conrad back to the manor. Charlie collected his bags and walked back down the stairs to where Jamal stood patiently waiting. "Thanks" Charlie said still unnerved a little and shaking "for being here to help Con" he said. Jamal shrugged his shoulders like it was nothing "He is becoming a friend and friends do that" he replied. "How did I miss this?" Charlie asked "I spent every day with Joshua for the last few months". "Conrad acted strange Friday night talking about him" Jamal said "like he wasn't all there, you know sort of dreamy and gone". "Really, thank you Jam" Charlie said looking at him "what about you, are you alright?" he asked. Jamal nodded "Yeah nothing like a good rugby tackle to bring them down" he chuckled. Charlie smiled "You certainly moved quickly and hit him with some force" he said giving a bag to Jamal. "Adrenaline rush" Jamal said grinning "had to expel it somehow". Jamal made a second friend in Hibiscus Drive walking up to the manor with Charlie who still had no idea how he was going get back to naval base before 10am having missed the train at 8am. Felix walked in to the lounge carrying warm drinks for everyone "You okay Charlie?" Simon asked. "Yes I'm fine" Charlie replied "a little shocked at Josh or Gary whoever he is". Conrad came in to the room shrouded in a warm dressing gown "Con" Charlie said rushing over to him. "He really had me Charlie" Conrad said shaking his head "you better get off to training" he said smiling. "Are you sure? I can stay with you" Charlie offered hugging him. "I'm sure Charlie, we can speak tonight" Conrad said reassuring him "not a word to mum and dad". Charlie looked at Conrad "Alright, but if they ask I will say he went a bit crazy". They were interrupted by the sound of a helicopter coming in to land down the garden, Jamal rushed over to the window with Charlie and boasted that he cut the grass there and Conrad made him doing it with shears. Charlie looked a little perplexed at first until Jamal said he would tell him why some other time. The tall handsome figure of Adam ran across the lawn up to the house rushing in and stopping seeing the group of people there and Conrad's twin brother. "Thank you Adam" Simon called out to him. Adam spotted Conrad and went over hugging him "Come on let's go and talk" he said. Conrad left with Adam "That is Adam he went through a similar situation" Simon explained to the lads. Felix arrived back in to the room "Are you ready Charlie?" he asked. Charlie nodded "Hope you have a fast car" he joked. Felix smiled "Better than that" he said nodding to the helicopter. "Can I go with him?" Jamal asked looking overly excited, Felix looked at Simon who nodded. "Yes" Felix said then turned to Simon "Back in 40 minutes" and with that the three of them disappeared. Adam sat on the bed in Simon's room with Conrad in his arms, having gone through hours of therapy after his own situation he knew the importance of getting Conrad's head thinking straight quickly, most the conversation was around Jack since that seemed to have most the triggers that Conrad could connect to sensibly. Simon walked in and sat on the bed 'Conrad I think you need to see the footage from Saturday night' he suggested. The three of them went down to Simon's office and watched the events unfolding. The stark reminder seeing Joshua treating him that way hit home and he could see there was no love, a controlling freak that when he saw the footage of him laying on the bed smiling without a care in the world sent shivers of hatred down his spine. The helicopter returned nearly an hour later after Felix agreed from Jamal's persistent nagging to go on a quick sightseeing trip, he got permission to fly over the Isle of Wight and along the Solent before turning in land back to Hibiscus manor. Adam kissed Conrad on the head knowing he had to leave and get back to London. "I will take you away in a couple of weeks Conrad" Adam said hugging him again. Conrad smiled "I would like that". Simon nodded "God knows he needs a break after the last few months, use the villa in Sardinia". Adam raised an eyebrow looking at Simon "Seriously?" he asked in a surprised voice "thank you Simon". "And you call me no matter what time Conrad" Adam said looking at him. Adam looked a Simon "I have a couple of weeks off in two weeks time" he said. "Leave it with me Adam" Simon said kissing him on the cheek "thank you for coming". Adam walked out bumping in to Jamal who was keen to get back to see Conrad. A fleeting glance and a nod was all but it was enough to cause Adam to look turn his head and smile at the back of Jamal checking his arse out. He was to busy to even really notice the look Adam gave him and headed straight over to Conrad sitting next to him. Adam climbed in to the helicopter and sent a text to Moham instructing him to give Harry some time off. Moham walked with his valet to the limousine waiting for Harry to sort his bags out. It was timed perfectly since Harry had confessed on the flight back from New York that he was feeling a little exhausted. Moham dropped Harry off at his flat insisting that he took some time off to recharge his batteries. Reluctantly he agreed and the more he thought about it the more the idea was growing on him. Chilling out in Sardinia sounded perfect especially with Adam to talk to and at a private villa. Jamal spent every day and evening with Conrad talking a lot about gardening and Jack since Simon asked him to keep on those specific subjects that Conrad could easily relate to. Each day Conrad returned to a sense of normality, Charlie came home at the weekend and with Conrad they set off to the airport to see their parents off. The sale of the house was all done and now belonged to Conrad. They both promised to fly over to see them in the summer when they had got settled in. Returning home seemed strange, only a few photos of them as a family along the staircase served as a reminder. Simon knocked on the door knowing how hard it must have been for both of them and insisted they come to the manor for dinner and stay over if they wanted. During dinner Charlie confessed he was unsure about him moving to Australia, he couldn't face leaving his long term girlfriend Serena or Conrad and had discussed it with his parents a few days earlier. He was told to make his own decision and they would be happy with what ever he decided, Charlie had practically decided since he loved Serena and wanted to settle down with her. Charlie stayed over for the first time at the manor in one of the guest bedrooms. Conrad slipped in to Simon's room who was sitting up in bed reading. "How are you feeling?" Simon asked watching him get naked and slip in to bed with him. Conrad sighed "Okay I think, never thought this day would come" he said sounding fed up. "Your not fooling me what is it?" Simon asked putting his book down. Conrad looked at him "I may have done something bad" he confessed pausing "to Jamal". "You been fighting again?" Simon asked chuckling. "No" Conrad smiled "the Friday night before you know he got me high on weed then fucked me" he said "twice". Simon laughed "Didn't take you long to go there" he replied "did he force you to smoke it?" he asked. Conrad looked at him "Maybe a little but I didn't protest, he breathed it into me". "Oh shotgun kiss" Simon smiled "I use to do that gets your extremely high" he said chuckling. Conrad looked shocked then laughed "I'm not hooked on it and didn't really know what I was doing". Simon was chuckling away happily "So what then?" he asked "you sort of smoked a joint, big deal". "No that wasn't it" Conrad said his expression changing "I fucked Jamal and banged a load in him". Simon raised an eyebrow "Ah, when did you start your medication?" he asked. Conrad shook his head in embarrassment "Saturday morning" he confessed. Simon looked at him "You are a devious little man" he said smiling and kissing him. "How can you say that?" Conrad asked "don't you know what it could mean?". "Oh yes" Simon replied "your no better than me now" he laughed "don't worry I am sure it is okay". Conrad slapped Simon hard on his chest and straddled across him "I am so angry with you right now". Simon laughed "You have double standards Conrad" he said "so did you enjoy it though fucking him?". Conrad smiled "Yes, not because of that" he replied "I got so turned on fucking a guy". Conrad reached behind sliding his hand towards Simon's arse "I think I found a new meaning to sex". "Oh no!" Simon chuckled grabbing his hand "no way, you are my guilty pleasure to fuck". Conrad kissed his chest moving up to his face "Is that so?" he asked teasing his lips. Simon pushed a finger in to Conrad's arse feeling his body react "The dynamic of us is fine as it is". He only managed to get the last word out of his mouth before Conrad kissed him hard. Simon had the upper hand pulling his finger out and reaching for his already throbbing cock he moved it towards Conrad's arse. Rubbing it against the crack until a trickle of precum escaped reducing the friction and gliding up towards the prize, Simon moaned feeling the head of his cock being enveloped by that sweet hole. Conrad moaned and wriggled his arse feeling the shaft pushing his hole apart even more, the head easing it's way further inside. Conrad looked down at Simon and breathed deeply allowing his arse to fall gently downwards all the way, gasping the deeper it went until he sat up fully impaled. Simon reached up and ran his hands across Conrad's chest and stomach, finally clasping him just above the hips coercing Conrad to ride him. Slowly and with an admiring affection Conrad ground his hips whilst Simon pushed up and down gently, their bodies connecting moving as one, short gasps of pleasure escaping Conrad's lips. Conrad rolled his head back feeling every movement Simon made under him, the calmness and peace that reigned between them allowing them both to enjoy the sensuality and closeness. Conrad felt an overwhelming sense of security within a place and person he could trust and be safe with. Their eyes engaging through the depth of their connection was enough to stir Simon's body in to orgasm. Conrad felt Simon's cock almost expand and get even harder inside him. His hips pushed up rising off the bed getting deeper inside, at the same time his hands pulled Conrad down feeling the jolts of Simon's cock and the warming sensation entering his body. He closed his eyes rolling his head back pushing down harder feeling his own cock bouncing up and down in excitement spewing it's load all over Simon's chest and stomach. His hips pushed up higher throwing Conrad forward their mouths meeting in one long sensual kiss. Conrad laid in his arms the exhilaration running through his body, a feeling he once felt with Joshua but very lacking in their last encounter. He felt Joshua had rejected him and just wanted to use him, a feeling that hurt inside having given him so much affection. He wondered if this was how Harry felt, Harry he thought to himself feeling his cock stirring again imagining fucking and looking in to his eyes. "Someone feels horny again" Simon said stroking his back. Conrad leaned up "I was thinking of Harry wondering what it would be like to fuck him". Simon slapped his arse "You top someone once and now you want to keep going" he said chuckling. Conrad rolled on to his back laying next to Simon "What do I do about Jamal?" he asked. "Nothing" Simon replied "partly his fault for getting you stoned unless you intended to get him". "Not at all" Conrad said stroking Simon's leg "sex was not even on the cards, it just happened". Simon smiled and looked at him "Public school boys don't know how to say no" he said surprising Conrad. "What is that suppose to mean?" Conrad asked stroking Simon's balls. "Exactly that" Simon replied "randy buggars the lot of them" he said moaning softly. Conrad tugged at his ball sack gently "Is that from experience of guessing?" he asked. "Experience" Simon chuckled "hell I fucked some cute guys at school in my last year". Conrad rolled on to his back smiling "You are full of surprises" he said. Simon leaned over and kissed Conrad "No, just full of cum and I need to fuck you again". Conrad rolled his eyes "Go on then" he said smiling at Simon slipping on top of him. Conrad stopped Simon before he penetrated him again "Is this classified as overtime?" he asked jokingly. Simon shook his head laughing "Dam Conrad" he said kissing him "so much of Jack has rubbed off on you". Hearing those words brought a surge of emotion up in Conrad "I feel like I am replacing him" he said. "Almost" Simon said kissing him on the neck "now shut up and let me breed you, you talk way too much". Conrad clawed at Simon's arse pulling him in.

9. Out on the street my Super sent me the video he had taken on Scruff. I watched it with the sound off, my cock throbbed. I downloaded it and sent it to Sir right away with an apology for not responding to his text fast enough. His response came almost immediately telling me not to be sorry for taking a fat cock and to hurry off to my appointment. Sir must know every top in the area I thought, realizing that the address he’d sent wasn’t that far from my apartment either. I didn’t even need to take the train. Checking Google to make sure I knew where I was going, I headed off. My hole was getting sore from all the abuse, and walking it felt swollen. I didn’t care though, I had one mission and that was to please Sir. The address was an average looking five floor walkup. I buzzed the number Sir had given me, glad that it was on the second floor, and started up. I knocked and a young guy opened it. He wasn’t my usual type, tall and skinny with thick framed glasses. He had a kind of crooked smile that gave him a very earnest look to him. He was probably twenty-five but he seemed younger. “C’mon in,” he said with a slight drawl. “So, you’re Sir’s new toy. He always picks cute ones.” As he spoke he pulled off his shirt to reveal a thin but very hairy torso, and tight pierced nipples. “I’m Rodger,” another lopsided grin. “How long has Sir been training you new boy?” “Two day, well I guess three? I met him three nights ago, but yesterday was my first day of… training.” “Fuck, you’re in the throes of you cum lust. I remember when Sir cunted me last year that first week I couldn’t do anything but get fucked. He gets in your head and shows you what you need.” “Sir cunted you, but you’re a top right,” I asked. Rodger laughed, his teeth while very white were slightly crooked. “Sir, well um, Sir made me learn to top. He said my cock was too good to go to waste swinging between my legs while I get bred, so he had me learn on his boys. Now I’m vers but I’m always Sir’s cunt when he wants it. But, my journey into topping is not what’s important right now. What is important is your cunting. Strip.” I was getting use to this command. I pulled my shirt off, kicked off my shoes and dropped my shorts. Rodger dropped his shorts too and I understood what Sir had meant by too good to waste. He hadn’t been wearing any underwear and now his soft cock hung like a challenge in front of me. He had to be almost as thick as my Super and just a little bit longer. Standing naked together he started to get hard. “Come into the bedroom,” he said, gesturing towards an open door. We walked in and he immediately grabbed me. Kissing my roughly, he pressed his tongue into my mouth and I melted into him. His cock was growing, pressed between our bodies. I could feel its heat rising. He pushed me back onto the bed and I could see that my hole would not be getting a rest during this fuck. He really was slightly longer than my super and just as thick. I was going to be destroyed. “Sir told me you just got bred?” “Yeah, I found my Super on Scruff and he fucked me in the basement laundry room.” “Fuck that’s hot. How big was he?” “Only a little smaller than you.” “Perfect I won’t have to warm you up. Get your legs in the air.” This was my life now, and I loved it. I grabbed my ankles and exposed my wet cunt to this perfect stranger. “Perfect,” he said and rubbed the blunt fat head of his cock on my hole. Just like all the other one big drop of spit and he started to press in. I moaned and my hole opened wide for him. “Fuck this cunt is perfect. The last boy Sir sent me I had to spend an hour working him open.” “How many boys does Sir have?” I asked slightly breathlessly as he slowly slide the last of his cock into me. “Three, including me. Well,” he pulled out and slammed back in “four now. I’ve helped train the last two. One and a half I guess. The last guy didn’t make it through the week.” He was fucking me now and I could only half listen to him. I was in my happy place. “The week?” I asked, panting a little. “Yeah, Sir started sending him out to friends and he couldn’t take it. He gave up.” “Fuck, I can’t imagine wanting to give up. I’ve never felt more myself.” “That is because you’re a cum dump. So am I. This is what we were meant to be.” Rodger leaned forward and kissed me, shoving his cock deep in me. I felt like putty in his hands as his fat cock stretched my cunt and his tongue slipped into my mouth. I hoped that Sir would let him fuck me often. As it turns out Rodger and I would fuck almost as often as Sir and I. I didn’t know it then but he was to become my best friend and partner is load taking. Breaking the kiss Rodger started to fuck me harder. He held onto my ankles forcing my legs back and my ass higher. He drilled down into my cum filled hole. I clenched and ass around him, trying to draw him deeper inside. “God your fucking cunt feels so good.” “Breed me. Fill me up.” Locking eyes with me a wicked grin came across Rodgers face as he leaned close to me and then spit right into my mouth. I was a little shocked but it turned me on all the same. “Please Sir, fill my cunt!” “Fucking cum dump faggot! Take this fucking load!” Rodger forced his cock still deeper in me and held still as his cock throbbed. For what felt like ages he held me there as he unloaded deep inside me. “Fuck that feels so good. Thank you.” “Don’t thank me yet. I’ve got at least one more in me,” and with that he started pounding me even harder my ass leaking cum around his shaft.

Hunter noticed that Chris always ended up on top of Tyler. This was how they would fuck he decided. He pulled off his shirt and reached back to the side table and said, "You boys want lube? I'll just set it here if you do." He put the bottle on the bed near them. Chris and Tyler looked over to him and at the bottle and Hunter knew what was going through their minds. "Youve never used lube have you?" The boys shook their heads. "We just cum from rubbing against each other" Tyler said. "We dont need it." "Youve never jerked each other off or anything? You could also use it if you take things further. You know, maybe if you decide to fuck." He left it there. But he did notice that Tyler seemed to be lingering on Hunter's chest. It was hairier than the boys. Maybe Tyler liked older hairy guys. He would test that later. "You boys make a lot of precum anyway so maybe you could use that as lube." The hits were working on Chris and he saw that Hunter was creating an opening for him to push Tyler to do more. He grabbed the bottle of lube and raised himself to his knees. Tyler raised himself onto his elbows looking at Chris. Chris flipped open the top and poured a little of the lube onto his hand. He put it up to his nose and smelled it. Nothing. He looked into Tyler's eyes and grabbed Tyler's cock. He began to stroke Tyler's cock covering it with the lube. Tyler sank down and moaned. Stroking his cock never felt so good. Hunter saw an opportunity and grabbed the pipe and torch. Tyler opened his eyes when he heard the click and again raised himself up. Hunter knew he had him. He put the lit pipe up to Tyler's mouth. "Let's see how big a hit you can take." He turned to Chris. "Try that lube on your cock." He winked. They both knew this could happen. He pulled the pipe away and told Tyler to hold the hit longer. Hunter and Chris could see something changing in Tyler's eyes. After he exhaled, Tyler took another big hit. Chris poured lube directly on his cock and started stroking. It felt amazing. "How are you feeling Ty?" Chris asked knowing that something had changed. Tyler was still holding his second hit and nodded. But when he blew the cloud out, he moaned. "This feels really good." Tyler looked down at Chris' cock glistening with lube and rock hard. He wanted that cock more than usual. He couldnt expain it. Chris took two hits and he could feel that he was hornier than he had ever been before. He wanted to fuck. Without Hunters prompting, Chris leaned down to Tyler and shotgunned his second hit. Hunter stepped back as they made out with more passion than before. Hunter noticed that Tyler's legs were wrapped around Chris' waist. He moved to the foot of the bed and saw that Tylers hole was exposed. Chris' balls hung down but Hunter could still see that tight smooth virgin hole. He grabbed the bottle of lube and poured some on his fingers. He crawled up onto the bed behind Chris. He crouched down and with his middle finger he teased the outside of Tylers hole and pressed his hole without pushing into him. He felt the heat of the boys hole and the moan from Tyler even muffled by Chris' mouth was loud. Chris had no idea what was happening but he liked that Tyler seemed to be loosening up. He moaned in response into Tylers mouth. Hunter tried to push things further. He lubed up his middle finger again and rubbed Tylers hole beginning to use a little more force until he began to feel the boys hole open for the finger. He felt the tightness of the hole wrap around the tip of his finger. Tyler moaned and unwrapped his legs from Chris and spread them out all while still locked in a kiss. Hunter knew what this meant. He pushed slowly in further without stopping knowing how much Tyler wanted this. And more. He found Tylers spot and began to rub inside him. "What? Oh my...that...what?" Chris pulled up and looked behind him. Hunter slowly pulled his finger out so Chris wouldnt sit on his arm. "I think its time Tyler." Hunter smiled. He always loved this moment watching a boy lose his virginity to another virgin. All with his guidance. Tyler nodded. Hunter grabbed the pipe and torch and gave them to Chris. "I want you guys to do this yourselves this time. Big hits. You can do it. In the meantime, you mind if I get naked?" This was the next step in crossing the lines that they had already established. Hunter told them he wouldnt join in the play but that was just to get them into his bed. Both Chris and Tyler nodded. It didnt matter if they were nodding about the hits or Hunter getting naked or both. They were all going to enjoy this. The boys took their hits with Chris lighting the pipe each time. It was almost sweet how Chris took care of Tyler like that. Little did they know. Hunter could see that the increased high was making them hornier and hornier. They were looking at each other during and after the hits like they had forgotten that Hunter was even there. Chris set the pipe and torch on the bedside table and looked over at Hunter who was naked and fully hard. "Woah Hunter. Youre huge." "You boys like it?" Tyler turned after hearing Chris' observation and his mouth was agape. "I'll take your silence as a yes." "Hey" said Tyler. "Whats with the biohazard tattoo? You a chemist or something?" They all chuckled. They were talking about the tattoo just above Hunter's 9 inch cut and dripping cock. "A chemist? Something like that."

Helping my sister move from Washington to Arizona was not how I wanted to spend my spring break, but being the loving brother that I am, I forewent the parties and potential tail to drive a U-Haul 1,000 miles while she followed in her car. We were driving down I-5 in Oregon when her check engine light came on, so we stopped at a Taco Bell to assess the situation and get some dinner. The guy behind the counter was a flirty 19 year old blonde kid who, while serving us, kept smiling at me, and after we ordered our meal, he proceeded to wipe down every (already clean) table close to ours in the otherwise deserted restaurant. Knowing what was up, I excused myself and headed to the bathroom. I was standing at the urinal with my cock hanging out when Blondie walks into the bathroom. He threw the deadbolt and walked towards me, making eye contact the entire time. Coming up behind me, he looked over my shoulder at my hard cock and gave a half-whimper, half-sigh. I smiled and turned, whereupon he dropped to his knees. The kid had skills, managing to swallow half of my thick uncut cock without choking, and bobbing up and down on my cock all the while frantically clawing at the front of his uniform, trying to free his own rod. After he had slobbered all over my knob for a minute, I grabbed his arms and lifted him to his feet. Reluctantly he stood-up, all the while trying to suckle at my cock. I grabbed his pants, opened his fly, pushing this trousers and boxers to his ankles in no time at all. His cock was respectable and rock hard, but I didn't really care as his ass was my principal interest. I turned him toward the sink and gazed at his perky bubble butt which was covered in light blonde fur. He bent over and spread his cheeks, inviting my inspection. Naturally I dove right in, tasting soap and boy sweat, as I munched on his tight, pink little pucker. He groaned in pleasure, but adding "I don't have a lot of time." "This won't take long" I replied, standing up and lining-up my pole with his hole, applying just a a little pressure to gauge his response. "Do it man, fuck me dude. Shove that big cock in my hole, please. I wanna finish my shift with your cum leaking outta me." With that he pushed back, his tight little hole opening wide to swallow my cock. He grunted as his ass slammed into my hips, and then we both simultaneously groaned. As I began to plow him, his hole tightened back up, and he grabbed the sink counter to steady himself as I grabbed his hips for better leverage. Using only our combined spit for lube, I was going to town on his young hole, not that I needed to worry: I can always tell when a hole has had practice, and this guy was no virgin. I briefly wondered who else has left his load in this sexy stud. His father? An older brother? Truckers who have stopped at the restaurant for tacos? It became a moot thought as I neared my orgasm. "Where do you want my load, boy?" "Inside me! Cum in my ass please!" "You want this poz load up your hole?" His hands reach behind me and pull me tighter into him, as his ass clenched down on my cock, crooning "Fuck that's hot man! Breed me with your poison jizz." That was all I need to hear and I started to shoot. Four or five spurts later I could feel his ass contracting in the tell-tale way that meant he had just shot all over to sink. I pulled out and before I can reach for the paper towels, he whipped around and swallowing my softening cock, cleaning up the leftover toxic cum clinging to it. Then as I watched, while tucking myself into my pants, he turns back to the sink and cleaned-up his own leftover mess. As I turned to leave, he smiled at me, cum still glistening on his lips. "Thanks" he said, panting and looking up at me like a little puppy. "No, thank you." I replied, leaving him there to put himself back together.

Last school year, I was regularly getting fucked by a cute eighteen-year-old, black twink I met on Grindr. He is commuting from a town about 40 miles away rather than living in the dorm this year, so we haven’t been able to hookup since I can only host late at night. He hit me up On Grindr in the early afternoon asking if I was free to take his load. I told him that I couldn’t get away from campus, but he could come fuck me in my office. He responded, “Fuck yeah!” College boys get off on fucking the prof in his office; I don’t get it, but whatever makes them hard is good for me. He showed up, and I put a note on my door. We both got naked, and I bent over the desk. He lubed up with a packet of lube I had in my briefcase and slid inside. He’s not super hung just a little above average. I did notice in the five months since we last hooked up that his stamina has improved; he gave me a nice fucking and blasted a huge load inside me. I am sitting at my desk with a cummy hole and an improved attitude. Hopefully, we can do this again.

I think I only made it to the Chicago Eagle once (I was a Sidetrack Ho... give me my showtunes!) but did get to Man’s Country quite a few times in my last few years in Chicago. That was where I was fucked by the biggest dick I’ve ever had (from memory... a skinny black guy with an enormous cock. I would guess he was over 10 inches but obviously didn’t measure). He choked me with his cock but I was struggling to take him. When he started manuevering to fuck me, I was terrified (he was too big I thought)... but he did a kind of corkscrew manuever and slid right in. I was in shock... and in major lust. I would have married that man... too bad I never got his name. LOL. The other thing I remember about Man’s Country is that it is one of the places that I may have been pozzed. I had lost a lot of weight and was enjoying my new attractiveness. Well, attractiveness may be the wrong word. I was still not attractive enough to get picked up at Sidetrack very often.. but I was attractive enough that people would happily fuck me in a bathhouse. I’m not sure if that was where my pozzing happened, but there were a lot of potential candidates.

Part 5 Jackson awoke his body awash with sensation a burning pleasure like nothing his brain had felt before like every nerve in his body had been rewired for his gratification, he let out a low guttural moan that. his new eyes took in the glory of his new form his skin was now a slate gray taught over rippling muscle as if all his body fat had been drained away in the transformation. the black veins spider-webbing across his body throbbing with a toxic green light carrying his makers gift of corruption though him to where the change was not yet total. The once blond hair on his chest was now coal black his eyes wondered downwards. the carefully cultivated treasure trail down his abs that had been many a womans downfall led his eyes to the improved weapon that too was beginning to rise from its slumber. his cock once a respectable 8 inch of thick meat had doubled in size and seemed to be showing no signs of stopping as it swelled with his new toxic blood. Movement in the darkness caught his eye and he turned his head; he was on an examination table in what looked like a laboratory across from him in what once had been a containment room he could see shapes writhing in the dim light he could see body's inter-tangled some pushed up against the glass illuminated in all their glory by brief flashes of red light he saw his new toxic brothers enjoying each other in every way possible and could just make out the cacophony of grunts and moans. their own perfect forms practically swimming in the oily corrupted cum they must have slipped into each other Jackson licked his lips and went to rise to join them in their orgy of debaucherus' pleasure. when a hand rested on his chest, he looked up into the eyes of his maker Jackson let out a mewl of need as that touch sent waves of pleasure running though him the creature nodded once. Jackson lay back down his eyes no leaving his maker the thing moved between his feet hanging over the edge of the slab its hands reached up and gripped his ankles it pulled, Jackson's form slid down the slab his ass now hanging over the edge exposed and vulnerable. Jackson let out a whimper as the thing lowered its head and slowly licked its way up his body its massive toxic cock carefully positioned to nudge at his hole to tease its new convert with more of his maker's gift. It licked its way up his engorged throbbing cock causing a moan to escape the younger creature's mouth the maker smiled and moved up his new creations tight abs and chest taking a moment to tease the nipples Jackson bucked and squealed from the sensation impaling itself of the makers iron hard rod just a little enough for the head to slip into his velvety shoot. Both creatures went still for a moment at the sensation they locked eyes Jackson noticed the feral glee sparkling in the thing's obsidian gaze seeing his new self-reflected there a helpless sacrifice to his and his makers perverted lusts Jackson nodded giving himself now and forever over fully to his new creator. the maker let out a growl of dominance and drove into Jackson in one fluid motion its balls slapping against his ass, Jackson's black eyes bulged with the sensation expecting pain but feeling none, the pleasure was almost too much for his new brain and nerves to process, then the maker drew back and did it again and again speeding up Jackson's form bucked like a rag-doll under the assault his head snaping back and forth caught in a perpetual scream of ecstasy his legs wrapped around his maker trying to force the creature deeper their mouths met and Jackson screamed his elation into his maker their tongues entwined. They rolled and fell to the hard tile flood and for a moment they separated laying on their back's eyes looking at the ceiling before his maker pounced again flipping him over on to his stomach he felt the weight come down on him then the slick sensation of his maker invading his insides once more Jackson howled with pleasure pushing back onto the invading dick milking as best as he could, wanting no needing more of the pure toxic strain to make him stronger faster better than others, he felt the steel rod in him swell again and knew he was about to get his desire. His maker let out that keening scream he remembered from his first time and the searing heat burned though him again pulse after pulse of it his brain somehow knew this time would seal his transformation would lock him into this new perfect form and he whimpered under his maker no going back this was his life now and he had no regrets. The creature pulled out of him leaving him feeling empty and turned him over looking down into its creations eyes it leaned down and griped either side of his face its hands gentle thumbs creasing his temples it leaned down further and kissed Jackson almost tenderly, without breaking the kiss it crawled up his form and settled on Jackson's tight muscled chest it leaned back exposing its ass . the creatures hand moved down to Jackson's hole now leaking its toxic continence onto the cold floor it scooped it up and rubbed it around its twitching hole fingers easily slipping inside causing it to moan into Jackson's mouth, it scooped up more toxic cum from the pool and dripped it down Jackson's rock hard cock satisfied it manoeuvred the young creatures newly changed and charged cock to its own hole pushed back it slid down the length one agonisingly slow inch at a time. Jackson let out a moan his eyes rolling back in his head he lay twitching with pleasure his brain overloaded by the sensation and the pleasure of the change only a few seconds later Jackson's cock exploded rope after rope of black oily cum deep into his makers bowls, the creature chuckled darkly and patted the bio-hazard sign forming from the black veins on Jackson's chest knowing it had created a work of art in this one. The creature waited for its new creation to be able to move again and helped him rise the maker gestured to an open-door way Jackson knew in his being it was time to hunt time to get him his first meal of pure untainted cum an image of his team mates appeared in his mind and he licked his lips his veins pulsing toxic green light faster in anticipation.

Well Progress is going well. We got the new Roomie to pose for a photo so he could post it on some dating app. I wonder how long it will be before I tap that tight boy pussy and breed him. Filling him full of my toxic seed. I know he drinks a lot and tends to black out, Maybe I should just take him when he black's out after drinking. I am sure if we get photo's of him with a cock in his mouth and one deep in his ass he will be willing to let us do as we want to him.

Sorry for the delay guys. Its been a rough couple weeks so its been hard to be in the right mindset to write something for you all. Hopefully part 3 will come soon. Thanks for reading! Part 2 It didn't even take 20 minutes to get to Hunter's house. It was barely off campus nearby Chris' dorm. The neighborhood Hunter lived in was one where each house sat alone far enough from the others that you could probably go days or even weeks without seeing anyone else. Tall trees acted as fences between property meaning you couldn't even see into your neighbors windows. These streets were not for pedestrians. Tyler and Chris were walking in the street as they looked for the mailbox with Hunter's house number on it. Hunter's home looked well kept but not fancy. There were no decorative elements that welcomed them as they walked up the driveway and up to his front door. "Ready?" Chris asked Tyler. Both were suddenly very nervous. Chris almost hoped that Tyler would say something that would force them to turn back before they rang the doorbell. But before Tyler could say a word, Hunter opened the door. The boys were jarred back to attention as they looked from each other back to the door, now open with Hunter standing in front of them. He looked older than they thought he would be but there was something welcoming and kind in his smile that they both followed him into the living room just off the front door. "Take a seat boys. Can I get you anything? Water? Juice? Beer?" Both shook their heads no as they sat down on one of the couches. They hadn't actually spoken since the door opened. "Is everything ok? Just nervous or did you forget to tell me that youre both mute?" The boys laughed nervously. Chris said, "Yeah. We've never done this before. Everything is new so thats probably it." "Like I said guys. I've never done this either so we're all in it together. If you are having second thoughts I totally understand if you would feel better leaving now before anything happens." Hunter had done this enough times to know how to put teen virgins at ease. Take it slow. Be patient. Act like you dont care either way. "No it's good. Right Tyler?" Tyler nodded "Yeah it's cool." "Then should we go into the bedroom? We don't have to sit here awkwardly if we dont want." This seemed to break the tension. The boys knew that once they were naked with each other they would forget that they were at a strangers house doing something they would be sent to hell for. They all got up and the boys followed Hunter into one of his bedrooms. There was a bed with sheets and pillows, another couch nearby and a big screen TV with porn already playing. The shades were all drawn and there were no lights on. "This ok?" Hunter was pointing at the screen with a group scene of guys of different ages. Chris and Tyler mostly watched porn with scenes of two guys. Three at the most. They nodded as they watched unable to look away. "Yeah I can tell you're liking it." Hunter chuckled as he sat down on the couch. The boys were at the foot of the bed watching the group all naked with some making out and others sucking cock. WIthout saying anything, the boys started touching each other. It didn't take long before they were making out and laying down on the bed. "Nice boys." The two looked up and over at Hunter. They had almost forgotten he was there. There was a moment of hesitation. The nerves returned mixed with the realization that a fantasy they had was actually happening. Hunter knew this was a good time to start pushing them. "Why don't you get naked? You look like you have great bodies." They started to strip as they did when they were alone together. Tyler was getting more excited as he thought back to all of the fantasies he had as a high school kid back home imagining a man sitting near his bed as Hunter sat near them now. Their making out became more passionate and soon their bodies were writhing against each other. Hunter was rubbing his hard cock through his shorts but knew to restrain himself. "You boys are hot." His words barely registered over the moaning between the boys. He reached over to the side table on one side of the bed and pulled a pipe and torch out of the drawer. He had it all set up before the boys showed up but played it all down. The boys did hear the click of the torch and paused to see where it was coming from. "You boys mind?" White smoke began to fill the bulb at the end of the pipe. "What are you doing?" Neither boy had seen this before though had heard from friends in high school and in their dorms about getting high. "Pot?" Hunter took a big hit and let out a huge cloud of smoke before responding. He had to hold in a laugh. So these boys had never even seen pot before. This would be too easy. "Not quite. It's called t. You boys look so comfortable so I figured I would need something to calm my nerves since I guess I'm the only one who still needs to calm down about all of this." "Oh that calms you down?" Chris said. "Pot does that too I heard." "You boys are welcome to try it. It usually gets me hornier and opens my mind too." He was looking at Chris as he said this knowing that what the boy wanted more than anything was to fuck Tyler. He could tell Chris was curious. "I don't know. I think we're ok" Tyler finally spoke up. "No problem. More for me. Do you boys mind if I do a little more?" Tyler just shook his head and turned his attention back to Chris. But Chris was still watching Hunter as he took another hit. Something about the cloud that Hunter blew out intrigued Chris. "You sure?" Chris asked Tyler. Hunter knew to stay out of it and just watch. He knew where this was going. "We could just try a little this once and see. When are we ever going to get a chance to try something like this again?" Chris pressed his cock a little harder onto Tylers as he said it. Hunter could see what Chris was doing and was impressed. Chris was clearly the dirty one of the two. Tyler still seemed like a scared boy. He could change that if given the chance. Tyler looked at Hunter who took one more hit. The bulge in his shorts was hard to miss. It looked big. Tyler noticed that Hunter didnt look like the hits had changed him all that much. Maybe it wasnt too strong and one hit wouldnt hurt. He looked back at Chris who gave him that look that said come on lets just try. He gave in. "Ok, I guess I will if you will." Hunter smiled. "Nice boys. Why don't we get you two to sit up against the headboard and I can show you what to do." The boys pulled apart from each other, pre cum glistening against both of their abs which made Hunters cock twitch in his shorts. He got up on the bed and kneeled between their legs facing them. They are beautiful he thought. This would be fun. "Ok, so I use this torch to melt whats inside and then once you see smoke I'll tell you to inhale. Dont stop until I tell you. Then hold it for a little and blow it out. Ok?" They nodded. Hunter could see they were getting nervous. Everything scared these boys. This would change that. He put the pipe up to Tylers mouth first. Tyler hesitated. He wanted Chris to go first. But he was too deep in now and just let it go. He watched as Hunter put the torch up to the bulb and then opened his mouth to the pipe when Hunter pushed it softly against his lipe. "Go ahead and inhale." Hunter loved the sight of a boy taking his first hit. There were only a few things sexier. After a few moments Hunter told him to stop and hold it for a second. He pulled the pipe away and said, "Go ahead and let it go." Tyler blew out the cloud. Medium sized. A good hit. "Do one more and then we'll get your buddy here." "Wha-" Tyler couldnt get the whole question out before Hunter told him to inhale. "Good boy. A little more now." This would be a bigger hit. The boy was doing well for his first time. He pulled the pipe away and told him to hold it a little longer than the first time. "Ok now let it go." Tyler did the same and he began to feel something new as he released a bigger cloud. A sensation in his body and somehow in his brain. It felt good and instinctively, he brought his hand to his cock. Hunter turned to Chris. "Ready?" Chris could see that something was happening to Tyler that made him hornier. He nodded and took the pipe in his mouth for his first hit. Hunter was getting so horny just watching these boys getting high. He was so lost in his thoughts that he left the pipe in Chris's mouth longer than he realized. It hit Chris immediately. As soon as he let out a big cloud he said, "Wow..." Hunter put the pipe up to his mouth one more time and then leaned over to whisper into the ear further away from Tyler. "I'm going to make sure you get to fuck your boy today. Dont you worry boy." Chris's eyes got bigger and even though Tyler couldnt hear what Hunter said, it worried him. What secrets were they sharing already? Chris held his second hit in and then let out another big cloud. These boys are naturals Hunter thought. "How you boys feeling? You up for doing a couple more?" Tyler was still thinking about seeing Hunter whisper something to Chris but before he could really think about it, Chris said, "Yeah a couple more wont hurt." Tyler just went along. After all the first couple hits felt good and he liked what he was feeling even with the nervousness. "Ok this time youre going to do whats called a shotgun. I'm going to give one of you a hit and when you are ready to let it go I want you to blow it into the mouth of the other ok? So the other will inhale it like a hit too. Ready?" If it meant they would be touching each other and linking mouths they were up for it. He put the pipe back up to Chris's mouth and made him take another big hit. "Ok now hold it for a second and lean over to Tyler and blow it into his mouth. Then Tyler you hold it in before blowing it back out." Chris leaned over to Tyler and Hunter watched as they opened their mouths toward each other. Chris blew the hit into Tylers mouth and then they started making out again. Soon smoke was coming out of their mouths. Tyler must have needed to let it go. Their kissing was even more passionate than before. Hunter had the boys do one more shotgun this time with Tyler taking the hit from the pipe. He gave Tyler his biggest hit yet and then moved off the bed. "Ok, when you boys are ready just go back to what you were doing before." They didnt need to be told more than once. The shotgun led to kissing and soon the boys were rolling around the bed grabbing onto each other and rubbing themselves all over each other. Hunter took one more hit and put the pipe down. Yes, this was going to be fun. And easy.

PART 1 My name’s Sloan. I’m 35, white, hairy, and hung. My dick is a fat, veiny hole-wrecker, and I love to show it off in public. I keep my body in the best shape possible—rock-hard six-pack, muscular chest, beefy legs. I’m really good at luring younger guys into giving up their holes. There’s something about my look, about my square jaw and intense brown eyes and high-and-tight crew cut. Something that makes me look trustworthy, wholesome. The good guy. The older brother. The mentor. But see, I’m not the good guy. In fact, I’m one evil motherfucker. My favorite hobby is seducing, chemming, and corrupting college dudes, pushing their limits, taking their fantasies to the dark side, and pozzing their sweet smooth hungry holes—pounding them raw and leaving them dripping with multiple loads of unmedicated virus. And the funny thing is this: no matter how much they protest at one time or another, no matter how much they claim that they don’t want to be barebacked and gang-bred and pimped out, they always end up hungry and begging for more of that sweet seed deep in their guts. So yeah: I guess you could say that I’ve pozzed a lot of boys, destroyed a lot of unsuspecting holes, initiated a lot of slampigs. But last weekend—well, last weekend was the hottest transformation I’ve seen yet. My favorite place to hunt for victims is about a block away from a bathhouse here in Berkeley. I watch for a certain kind of guy: 18 or 19, an undergrad just getting his first taste of freedom away from the parents, well-built, preppy. He might walk hesitantly toward the entrance, then stop to reconsider, then start walking back to his car, then decide to go into the bathhouse after all. That’s when I intercept him. I emerge from the shadows to strike up a conversation—and with any luck, change his life forever. Last weekend, I was in my usual spot. It was a warm August night, and I was wearing a pair of mesh gym shorts with no underwear, a tight wife beater to show off my hairy chest, and a ballcap. I’d taken a dick pill about 30 minutes earlier, so my cock was forming a huge tent in my shorts as I anticipated my next conquest. That’s when the boy got out of his car. He looked both ways down the street—a little lost, I guess—then spotted the bathhouse entrance. Clearly a first-timer, I thought. As he walked closer to me, I began to make out his features: short dark-brown hair, a handsomely boyish face with a nice strong jawline, a fucking adorable nose, and a pair of big, dark, expressive eyes that revealed both his anxiety and his excitement. He was in a pair of khaki shorts and a tight black tank top, so I got a pretty good look at his sweet little jock body, his muscular calves, and his deeply tanned, sinewy arms that showed evidence of some serious time at the gym. He stopped in the middle of the street. He wavered. He almost turned around and went back to his car. But he kept walking toward the entrance—and that’s when I spoke up. “Hey, buddy,” I said, stepping onto the sidewalk, my dick still at attention. That startled him. But as he squinted to look at me in the semi-darkness, his fear turned to relief. I was obviously the kind of guy he was hoping to find here. His eyes widened as they traveled the length of my body, from my face to my torso to the outline of my cock. “Hey there,” he answered in a surprisingly deep voice. “Whatcha doin’?” I looked down at my dick. “Oh, just hanging,” I said with an evil grin, giving my cock a giant twitch. He almost gasped to see it jump like that -- and then he couldn’t stop staring. I stepped back into the shadows and beckoned him to follow me. He obeyed as if in a trance, his whole body shivering as he approached. “What’s your name, buddy?” “Conrad,” he said, but he didn’t look at me. He was still staring at my dick. I made it twitch again, and this time he almost laughed in total fascination. “I’m Sloan,” I said. “How old are you, Conrad?” “I just turned 18 last week,” he replied. “I’m starting at Berkeley this fall. Most people in my class are about a year older—I skipped a grade.” “18 is a good age,” I managed to say, my mind suddenly filled with images of chemming and pozzing this perfect 18-year-old boy. My cock grew harder, and I took a tiny step closer to him. “By the way, Conrad, it’s OK to look at my dick. Really. This cock likes attention. In fact, you can even touch it if you want.” He gave me a funny look, as if he hadn’t heard me correctly. I smiled back, gripping my dick in my hand, then released it by slapping it against my thigh. Another gasp from Conrad. After a moment of hesitation, he reached down to touch the outline of my dick, his hands visibly shaking as he grabbed a handful of mesh and cock. After a moment or two of running his hand along the length of my poz shaft, he looked up at me with a dazed kind of desire. “No, no, Conrad,” I said, shaking my head. “That’s not what I meant.” I took his hand in one of my hands. With my other hand, I pulled the elastic of my shorts away from my waistline. Then I slowly guided him down my treasure trail until he could feel the touch and girth and weight of my cock. It was throbbing with heat, its surface slightly sticky from the steady stream of precum dripping from my mushroom head—as if my poz dick were drooling at the thought of devouring this beautiful, trusting boy. He grabbed onto the dick that would break him in half and poz him deep—and his eyes fluttered in total bliss. I laughed and said: “You like that dick, huh?” He nodded eagerly. I placed my hand on the small of his back and drew him closer to me. He smelled like all good 18-year-old boys should: a combination of cheap cologne, sweat, and chewing gum. I imagined what his crotch might smell like, all musky with dried cum and piss and hormones. As our faces hovered just a few inches apart, I reached my hand down the back of his shorts to feel a perfectly round jockbutt. He trembled again. I whispered in his ear: “Are you looking for a big bro tonight?” He nodded, and I drew him closer, letting him feel the heat radiating off my body. He sighed in contentment as he nuzzled my furry chest. Then I whispered in his ear again: “Do you want your big bro to fuck you, Conrad?” “Yes, please,” he said, lifting up his head to look me directly in the eyes. I smiled and mussed his hair. “Oh, poor lil’ bro,” I said. “Didn’t anybody ever fuck you before?” He nodded and shrugged. “Yeah,” he said. “Two different guys. But they were my age, and didn’t really know what they were doing. I was kinda hoping that I’d find somebody here at the bathhouse who could—um—” “Break you in?” He buried his face in my chest again, mumbling “yes,” and I ran my hands gently up and down his spine, feeling the strength of his back muscles, imagining what he would look like on all fours, back arched, ass in the air, begging for loads. My hands returned to massaging his beefy little jockbutt, and he let out a deep, shaky moan. “I would be so honored to break you in, little bro. I want to show you how a man should fuck a boy, and how a boy should surrender his hole to a man. Would you like that?” “Yes,” he said again. His arms wrapped a little tighter around my torso, and I gently pushed my cock against his body. My throbbing poz shaft thrummed next to the firm muscles of his stomach. He exhaled a long, slow breath, as if melting into me. And at that moment, I smiled to myself and thought: This boy is fucking mine. I pointed down the street. “I live about two blocks that way,” I said. “Wanna come back to my place, maybe smoke some pot, fool around a little? We can go to the bathhouse later, if you decide you’re ready for it.” “Sure,” he said, giving me the cutest fucking grin. And right at that moment, seeing his innocence and sweetness and eagerness to please, my dick twitched even harder than before, and the head of my cock released a small geyser of toxic precum. With any luck, I thought to myself, I’ll get to see that same giant grin on his face in just a few hours—right about the time he’s spreading his slammed-up jockboy hole to get pounded and knocked up by poz cock. I pointed him in the direction of my house. He walked about a half-step ahead of me, his sweet bubble butt bouncing beneath those gym shorts as my cock followed just a few inches behind. The poor kid didn’t know it yet, but he was as good as poz. I knew exactly what to do. Everything was prepared for my victim’s arrival. And within the next hour, I planned to be blasting my potent strain deep inside this sweet 18-year-old fagboy’s chemmed-up cumhole. MORE SOON…

When I was a student I started cruising for sex in public toilets and parks and had the time of my life. Ever since then I've totally got off on having sex in public or semi-public places and over the years that has lead to some really horny experiences. In general I am viewed as sensible and measured and as someone who makes sound decisions, both at work and in my personal life. Most people who know me have no idea I totally get off on risky sex - the riskier the better. A couple of years ago I was having a drink with some friends in a straight pub in West London. It was early evening and the bar was quite full with an after work crowd. When I went to the bar to get some more drinks it took me a while to get served and as I looked around my eye caught the eye of a ginger guy in a smart dark blue shirt and darlk trousers who was drinking with a crowd of colleagues. They all looked in their late 20s, early 30s and had clearly all had a few drinks as they had become quite loud and I learned from their conversation that they all worked for a large firm of solicitors in central London and were having drinks to celebrate someone's birthday. I had been checking the ginger guy out and he had clearly noticed as he was now checking me out. I really didn't think anything would come of it as I got the drinks and rejoined my friends but every now and then he looked over at me and after a while we were both cruising each other. I still didn't think anything was going to happen but after he had sunk a few more drinks he made his way towards the toilet and blatently cruised me on his way past. I waited a moment or two and then excused myself and made my way to the toilet. The ginger guy was standing at one of the urinals, swaying slightly as he pissed heavily. As I entered the toilet he turned towards me and grinned, making no effort to hide his cock, which I could see was already half hard. I unzipped my trousers and moved in next to him. By the time he finished pissing, his cock was hard and so was mine. He reached out and took my cock in his hand and soon we were wanking each other. After a miute or two he stopped and stuffed his cock back into his pants. I was disappointed but knew it was too risky to continue what we were doing. The ginger guy motioned to me to follow him and to my surprise, instead of heading back to the bar, he turned the other way. A door was half open at the end of the passage and he pushed it and went out. I followed him and found we were in an alleyway at the side of the pub. I could see a load of barrels and crates at the end of the alley and guessed it was a storage area for the bar. There didn't seem to be anyone about and soon my pants were down and the ginger lad was sucking my cock. He sucked me really well and I was really turned on, but just as I was getting close to cumming, he stopped sucking me and stood up. He grinned drunkenly at me and then turned round and pulled his trousers and pants down and bent over. I was even more turned on now - I knew I was taking a big risk but I couldn't resist. He reached around and pulled his cheeks apart and I pushed my wet cock againts his arsehole. A little to my surprise, my cock slid up him quite easily and he grunted and bent forward as I began to fuck him bareback, right there in the alleyway, his trousers and pants at his knees and his smart blue shirt pushed up his back. I knew we would have to be quick so I didn't hold back. I fucked him slowly at first and then I took hold of his hips and began to fuck him harder as he gave satisfied little moans. I had followed him to the toilet hoping that something might happen but I had never thought for a minute that I would end up with my cock up his arse and I enjoyed every minute of the fuck. I was getting close now and after a few more thrusts I began to cum in him. I hadn't cum for quite a few days and I knew I was shooting a big load into his arse. When I had finished cumming I pulled out his arse and he grinned at me as we both pulled our pants up. A few minutes later we were both back in the bar and I was really turned on by the fact that none of my friends or any of his colleagues knew that he had drunkenly offered his arse in the alley and now had a big load of cum in him. I had enjoyed another risky public fuck a year or so before I split with my long term partner when I had a meeting one afternoon in a city on the south coast about seventy miles from London. I had been a bit late in leaving and traffic was quite heavy on the way into the city so I was still running a bit late and I then I realised I had missed the turning for the car park the meeting organisers had suggested. I found another car park after a while but it was pretty full and I had to go right up to the top floor. I was not in the best of moods now but eventually I found a space and parked the car. A young black guy parked in the space next to me and as we entered the lift together we exchanged a few remarks about the traffic. He was dressed very smartly in a shirt and tie and smart black trousers and as the lift descended I couldn't help noticing that he was packing what looked like a sizeable cock in the front of his smart trousers. He suddenly looked straight at me and I knew he had reaslised I was checking him out. He didn't seem to mind though - if anything he seemed amused and I noticed that the outline of his cock was now even more obvious in his trousers. As he exited the lift he grinned at me and I smiled back. The meeting was long and boring and it was after six by the time it finished. I made my way back to the car park and entered the lift. Just as the doors were closing I heard the sound of footsteps and pressed to hold the door open. It was the black guy I had encountered earlier and he grinned at me and said "Thanks mate," as he entered the lift. We travelled up to the top floor in silence and made our way back to our cars. The car park was pretty empty now and only a few cars remained on the top floor. He grinned at me again as he took off his jacket and placed it carefully on the back seat of his car and then asked me how my day had been. I told him and he grinned again and told me his day hadn't been much better. He didn't seem to be in a hurry to get into his car and I noticed that he was standing with his legs spread and once again I could see the outline of his cock in his trousers. He looked straight at me and a short time later I was folllowing him into a little recess area just behind where our cars were parked. The car park was a bit run down and I couldn't see any signs of CCTV and soon his cock was out and I was down sucking him off. I had guessed from the bulge in his trousers that he had quite a big cock and I was not disappointed. He sighed as I sucked his cock and then licked his balls for a while before taking his cock back into my mouth. I enjoyed every minute of sucking his cock and I was now really horny to be fucked but I didn't know if he would be up for that and also I knew I couldn't take him without lube, Then I remembered something and told him to wait for a minute. I went quickly back to my car and, as I had thought, found a little pack of lube in the pouch of my bag. I was soon sucking his cock again and then I stood up and asked him if he wanted to fuck me. He looked at me. "I don't have a condom," he said. I told him he could fuck me without a condom if he wanted. "Are you sure, mate?" he asked and when I nodded his eyes lit up. A short time later I was bent over and he was pushing his cock slowly but surely up my arse. I groaned and he gave me a minute to get used to his cock and then began to fuck me. Although we were in the little recess area, we weren't really hidden from sight and anyone coming to that part of the car park would soon have realised what we were doing. I was really turned on by being fucked bareback in a run down car park in a recess that smelt strongly of piss and I told him to fuck me harder. I hadn't been fucked for a while and certainly not by a cock as big as this one and I was close to cumming as his breathing got heavier and he panted "I need to cum....oh fuck.....I need to cum....can I cum in your arse, mate?" I didn't get the chance to answer - I could feel that he was already cumming in me and I shot my load out in front of me as he loaded my arse. Soon I was driving back up the motorway towards London, enjoying the pleasant, wet sensation of my cum filled arse. A couple of years later I was spending a few days in Munich, a city I was not particularly familiar with. That year they were having a major safe sex campaign and there were billboards and posters of both straight and gay couples all over the city encouraging people to use condoms. Despite this, I had enjoyed some horny bareback sex when I visited a club on the Friday night -the club was busy and there was certainly no shortage of lads willing to take it up the arse without a condom. On the Saturday night I met a friend for dinner in a restaurant in the west of the city. It was quite late when I left him and made my way to get the tram back into the city centre. As I waited for the tram I saw two lads coming along the other side of the road. They were fooling around and had both clearly had a few drinks. They stopped at the tram stop on the other side of the road and I noticed they now had their arms around each other. I had assumed they were a couple of straight lads on a night out but now I realised they were a couple and as I watched, they waved across the road at me. I smiled and waved back and then they kissed each other. I smiled again as I watched them fooling around. One lad was stocky with a really nice chunky arse and the other was tall and dark haired and looked to be slightly younger. They kissed again and then the dark haired lad said something and the other lad nodded. To my surprise they came across the road towards me and smiled at me again as they made their way towards a gap in some billboards behind the tram stop. I couldn't quite believe I was being cruised by two fit young lads but then the dark haired lad turned round and motioned to me to follow them. A minute later I was behind the billboard on some waste ground with the two lads. We stood for a moment and then they started kissing again. The dark haired lad pulled me towards them and soon I was kissing the other guy, who had told me his name was Timo, as the dark haired lad (whose name I didn't catch) got down on his knees. I still couldn't quite believe this was happening but a short time later Timo and I had our pants down and were kissing each other hard as the dark haired lad took turns sucking on our cocks. I could taste the alcohol on Timo's breath as he kissed me and this, together with the smell of his aftershave, made me even hornier. The dark haired lad sucked Timo's cock for a while and then started sucking me again. I was getting close now and looking forward to blowing my load in the dark haired lad's mouth when he stood up and kissed me. I was just thinking this couldn't get any hornier when, to my surprise, Timo pushed his pants and trousers right down and bent forward as the dark haired lad said "Do you want to fuck him?" Seconds later I was standing behind Timo and as I pushed my finger into his arse I found it was wet and lubed with what I was fairly sure was cum. I wondered where they had been and what they had been doing as I positioned my cock against Timo's arsehole and pushed. My cock slid up him easily and I began to fuck him as the dark haired guy watched. I knew I wouldn't last very long and after about ten or twelve thrusts I shot my load up Timo's arse. A short time later the two lads got on a tram and waved cheerfully at me as it pulled away. It was a totally unexpected encounter and an extremely horny one. I loved the way they had cruised me so blatently in the street and was turned on by the way Timo had offered his arse so willingly and by the fact that I obviously had not been the first guy to fuck him that night. My tram arrived and I got on, noticing as it pulled away that we had fucked behind a billboard with a huge safe sex poster on it. It was about six months later when I had another horny fuck. I woke really early one morning and could not get back to sleep - I had been working hard and had too much on my mind. After a while I decided I might as well get up and after I had showered and had some toast I decided I would go and do some shopping at a nearby supermarket which was open 24 hours a day. It was just after 6am when I got there and, although the supermarket was not particularly busy, there was quite a queue at the self service tills, which are the only ones open at that time in the morning. I was standing behind a dark haired guy in a beanie hat who had arrived in the queue at the same time as me. I had let him go first and he had thanked me and remarked on how busy the supermarket was. We started chatting and he told me he was from Poland and had been in London for a few years now. He told me he was on his way home after working night shift at the airport. We ended up cruising each other in the car park and once I had put my shopping in the boot of my car, he motioned to me to follow him and soon we were in some bushes on a bit of wasteland behind the supermarket and I was sucking his cock. It was still dark and I could see the headlights of the cars flashing by on the road just on the other side of the bushes as I sucked him. I could tell he was really into getting sucked and I wanted to see if he was up for going further. I motioned to him to turn round and, after hesitating for a moment, he turned round and pulled his pants down below his arse. I pulled his cheeks apart and pushed my tongue into his arse. His hole was quite hairy and a bit funky but I didn't care and he moaned as I licked his hole. I rimmed him for a while and then stood up and began to push the head of my cock against his wet hole. He shook his head. "No," he said "Only with condom." I told him I didn't have a condom and continued to push my cock against his hole. He shook his head again. "No, only with condom." he repeated. He didn't stop me though as I pushed my cock against his hole again and he groaned as the head of my cock entered his arse. I was sure he would stop me then but instead he groaned again and then pulled his pants down to his knees and bent forward. I knew he wasn't going to stop me now and I pushed my cock slowly up his arse and then began to fuck him. I fucked him hard and fast and he was moaning now "Oh yes.....yes.....fuck me....fuck me.." I was close to cumming now and I thought he might ask me to pull out but he didn't say anything as I began to shoot what felt like a massive load of cum up his arse. He didn't say anything as we made our way back to the car park and I wondered if he was regretting letting me fuck him without a condom. I thought he had probably only intended to let me suck him off when he cruised me in the car park and had certainly not thought he would end up gettng his arse loaded with cum in the bushes. It was another totally unexpected and horny bareback fuck and I loved the fact that, like so many other guys, he had started off insisting on a condom and had ended up letting me breed his arse. Part 2 to follow

Since it was Mother's day yesterday I went home and spent the day with my mom just hanging out and making her breakfast, lunch and dinner. I'd spent Saturday night being passed around between him and his room mates and it was great. Before I took off for the day my bf put me in panties and made sure my plug was in so I was a contented pussy boy all day while I was home. When I went back over to my bf's house last night his 18 year old room mate was on the couch and I wanted him to fuck me so bad. Bf said it was fine so I went back out to the living room and started making out with his room mate and stroked his dick. I was so horny that I just climbed onto his dick and took it in my ass. It was so intense how powerful his dick felt inside me and I felt like I couldn't ride it hard enough. While I was riding him he said it felt like I didn't lube up and I realized I hadn't. He asked if I wanted to stop and put some boy butter in my ass and I told him no and kept riding until he blew his load. When he pulled out I sucked him clean and realized that my boy pussy was sloppy and wet even though I hadn't been fucked all day. It felt amazing to know that I was so horny that I took his dick with no lube and I wanted it back inside me again so I kept it in my mouth and rubbed my asshole until he said I could climb on again. We had another amazing fuck, then I went down the hall and told my bf what happened. My bf's dick is way bigger so he took it slow but I had two loads in my pussy so I was able to take him with no problem. He pounded me out and we went to sleep but in the middle of the night he woke me up to see if I needed any ointment on my hole or if it hurt. I was fine though, and when his alarm went off I asked him to fuck me again with no lube. He was gentle at first but the more we got into it the harder he fucked me. My pussy lips are swollen and look totally blown out but I've never been prouder of anything in my life.

Wow, story keeps getting more involved, Losolent! Great work!

I always enjoy hearing the words “he’s tight” Had a top come over Saturday. He couldn’t stay hard due to a “mental” thing and I was too tight to take his semi-hard 7.5” thick dick. He left. I was bummed. Nothing on Sunday. emailed a guy on DL. Gets back to me saying he has a buddy who wants to fuck me as well. NICE. i clean up and head over. His buddy is thick. And I’m too tight. He can’t get it in. The main guy eats me out and gets be lined up. He tries “he’s too tight for me” He gets out some anal beads, and they prices to loosen me up between that and fingering me. finally, he fits his thick dick in me. Pounds me for a bit while I’m sucking off his buddy. He grunts and blows a load down my throat. main guy gets hard again, and gets me on my back. He hits the right spot and I’m feeling waves of pleasure. Holy shit it was fucking amazing. He keeps pounding, and blows his loads just before I blow mine

Well I already suck off a couple of cousins, and an uncle. So I would start with them because they are willing.

I have honestly been a bareback fuckslut since day one. I used to let some guys wear a condom if they wanted but then was trained to always take it raw from everyone. I was the opposite g those faggots at the bathhouse that check to make sure the guys wearing a condom. I always check to make sure they are not wearing a condom. if they are I pull it off. guys usually still fuck me.

I’m not lazy, but over the years have been fucked about that many times, I will literally keep it to a 20 minute journey unless I was 190% sure! Would also add though that because of situation and nerves, I never over promise myself. I get very nervous about taking anal, so any spidey-sense tingles and I say no. God knows how much genuine cock I have passed up, but when you turn up somewhere and then a profile goes quiet (not here btw!), you get a bit reluctant to put yourself out.

Went to a bookstore out in the Midwest yesterday right after the lunch rush hour. I walked in at the same time as this burly white guy did and we both went to the counter and paid to enter the booth area. He wasn’t bad looking, had a big round belly and scruffy goatee and looked like he had just gotten off work. I went into a booth with a gloryhole and I heard someone go into the booth next to me. I looked inside and it was the same guy. I motioned for him to put his cock through the hole and he did. He was about 7 inches cut and a short bush of pubes. I sucked him for about ten minutes and then I asked him if he wanted to go into a booth together. He said ok. We went into another booth with no gloryhole and he sat on the bench with his shorts down around his ankles. I got on my knees between his legs and sucked him for about 5 minutes or so. He leaned forward and rubbed my ass so I turned around and got on the floor with my ass up and I lean toward the ground. He got behind me and slid his cock into my lubed hole and grabbed my hips and fucked me for several minutes. Finally he sped up and he started to moan and I felt his cock throbbing inside me. After a few pumps he pulled out, wiped his cock clean and walked out of the booth. So I got up pulled my shorts up and went to the bathroom and pushed his load out. I went back into a booth with a bigger gloryhole and backed my ass up to the opening waiting to see if someone would be interested. 15 minutes went by and I finally heard someone go into the booth next to me and lock the door. I bent down and peeped inside and saw another burly white guy. He was a little older maybe early 60’s. He pulled out his cock and it was about 6 inches cut and soft. I motioned for him to stick it through the gloryhole and as I sucked him he grew to about 9 inches and he was very thick. I sucked him for about 10 minutes and he pulled away and asked if he could come over. I said yes and he came to my booth and pulled his shorts down and sat on the bench. He wasn’t wearing underwear and he had on a wedding band. I sucked him up and he would reach down and pull me up and he felt my ass and then stuck a finger in my hole and then he would stick his finger in my mouth. Then he would pull me back down to suck him again. He did this several times and since I noticed he was married I didn’t think he would be into bareback sex. So finally he pulled me up off my knees again and this time he turned me around and grab my hips and guided me down to sit on his cock. He was so thick he filled up every inch of my hole. I was in a siting position on his cock so I braced myself on his knees and bounced up and down and then he would pull me off his cock and back on my knees to suck him and then sit back down on his cock again. So when I was on my knees sucking him I said I want your cum. He said where do you want it? I said in my ass. He said are you clean? I was surprised he asked me now after he had already been fucking me raw. So I said yes I’m clean. He said I’m married and I can’t be bringing anything home to my wife. So I said ok. He had really big strong hands and thick thighs to match his thick cock. He stood up and turned me around and he grabbed his cock and slid into my gaping home in one push. He then grabbed my hips and fucked me fast, you could hear the sloshing sounds of his cock inside me. Finally he fucked me even faster and he gripped my hips tighter and he let out a grunt but not loud. I felt him throbbing inside me and then after a few thrusts he pulled out and a stream of cum was dripping from his cock. I bent over and licked him clean and he grabbed a paper towel and wiped himself and left. The place was empty after that so after about 20 more minutes I went to the bathroom and pushed out his load. It must’ve been a 4-5 day load because when I got home I felt the urge to push again and more cum came out. Over the weekend at the same bookstore I got 7 loads in one visit. 6 white guys of various ages and body types and one latino guy that dumped a huge load in me twice.

I want a rosebud. Not for fisting, I just think they look pretty.

You can practice with dildos, gradually increasing depth and girth. But you might just have to be prepared to puke a lot. You should only ever get throatfucked on an empty stomach, and you should be honest with men that you are likely to vomit when they go deep. Establish a signal so that they can prevent your stomach acid from touching their cocks. Give men control, as always. There are men who actively enjoy making fags puke. You should probably seek them out and beg them to forcefuck your throat until your gag reflex is all but dead.

For the right load(s) from the right man I'd travel anywhere in the UK.

Hey guys thanks for all the support did not think so many people would like my silly story so much, sorry for the delay work was a nightmare this week anyways here is part 4 hope you all enjoy working on part 5 now 🙂 Part 4 Nate led the way down the corridors of the lab complex the emergency lights doing little but make the place look more alien, strange shadows crept over the walls and odd reflections dancing over the windows of empty laboratories. his, Nick and Gray’s footsteps echoing off the tiled floor was the only sound they made for over 10 minuets. It was Nick who broke the silence, the young man's deep voice sounding so loud despite him speaking quietly, “yo Gray how much further man this place is fucking creepy and seems to go on forever” Gray looked at his tablet and nodded up the corridor “plans the boss gave us before we left say the main sever room is just up ahead and to the left” he looked at Nate who had stopped ahead of them his muscular silhouette blocking the way “problem sir?” Nate voice pensive came back “not sure” was looking down at a pile of ripped and discarded clothing, a lab coat security badge still attached seems to have just been taken off and dropped to the floor, an expensive looking tablet ley next to it the screen broken in a spiderweb of cracks. A man's Sweater and button-down shirt ley tangled in a rumpled pile together as if pulled off at the same time and just left where they fell. Then he spotted the shredded trousers and underwear further down the corridor as if ripped off the wearer. He also noticed the strange oily substance that covered some of the floor in a thick pool but some had been smeared over the glossy tile, he thought he could see finger marks and impressions of a body in the black stain almost like a macabre snow angel. He took a step forward and reached down for the lab coat to take the security badge as he lifted it from the ground a smell hit him like the musky male sweat of a gym weights room and locker room combined with the smell of cum, the smell of sneakers after a hot summer run it was like the smell of pure male he took a step back dropping the lab coat his head spun for a moment. Nate felt a supporting hand on his shoulder “are you okay sir?” Nate looked back into Nicks face his eyes focused on Nicks beautiful full lips and then deep brown eyes and for a moment wanted to lean forward and kiss the young black man, before he blinked and shook his head, Nick raised an eyebrow “Sir … Nate you looked spaced out there for a second” Nate looked at them both rubbing his temples “I'm fine but that black stuff smells chemical Gray scan if and log it not sure what the hells happened here but I'm not happy with the possibility's”. Gray and Nick moved forwards attention griped by the strange scene, both missing Nate Bulging Combat fatigues. Nate re-positioned the 9 inches of his steel hard erection his eyes wondering to Nicks Ass in the gloom hugged tight by the fatigues and he shuddered with a wave of pleasure. He shook his head trying push the unbidden thoughts of bending Nick over and pounding his firm young black ass while having him Gag on Gray's dick he knew the suffer boy had a good body and had seen his nice thick dick in the showers after they had all worked out together. Nate broke into a sweat the hot and humid air of the Lab complex not helping as he bit his lip at the thoughts racing around his head with an amazing effort, he silenced the fantasy's whispering in his ear but knew he could not stay in this corridor as if this happened again, he was not sure what would do. Gray moved up to the oily black substance the blond man taking out the metal wand again and waving it over the oily black residue the screen flashed green, hmm “it's not reading as an air born pathogen or toxin but I will take a sample for the file ...never know may be useful” scraped the almost dried liquid into a glass tube he stopped it and put in in one of the multitude of pouches on his vest. Nick picked up the badge and looked it over “DR Alexander Kimolova, virological research” Gary nodded to him “yeah that’s one of the head sciences on the list he can't have gotten far without his security pass” Nate walked past them and motioned for them to follow “whatever happened the good DR is not here so this can wait, we get the data from the servers first and then if Jackson and Alverez have not found the eggheads we join the search” Gray and Nick both gave each other a confused look both knowing the scientists were the main mission but stood and did as ordered Nick wanted to ask Nate if he was sure he was okay but having known the man since he was a kid he knew that was a bad idea so he stayed silent. The server room was as Gray has previously said less that 50 feet from their previous location the glass doors leading to a white tiled room empty bar a large metal door on the opposite wall and 4 cameras covering every inch of the room. Gray moved up to the door and plugged his tablet into a port He looked back at Nate for conformation and once the muscular man gave the nod his finger danced across the glass there was a green light and a cheerful ping, the door rumbled to the left and he sighed with relief “were in but we need to wedge the door this place has a built in fire suppression and cooling system and I don’t want to be in there without a way out if it goes off” Nick looked at the large room and the rows of servers “what happens if it goes off?” Gray looked into the room and ran a hand though his blond hair slicking it back with sweat “well the air is forced from the room by a cooling gas normally a halon stopping any fire or contagion and anyone unlucky enough to be in there without an oxygen supply” he stopped talking and Nick nodded his eyes sending the message I'm glad it's you and not me going in there. Nate nodded at grey and took a heavy-duty rod from his pack and wedged it into the gap “not sure how well that will hold Gray but it should buy you some time” the smaller man nodded and slipped inside the room he walked Into the gloom and set up his equipment on the main terminal and got to work while Nate and Nick waited outside. It was less than 15 mins before the biological containment alarm went off Nate and Nick looked up the lights once again going red and the voice echoing in all the corridors “containment breech full lockdown protocols are now in effect” Gray looked up from his work and swore his eyes darting to the door to the server room as it began to slowly close, a billowing white fog already being pumped into the room from the vents above him. he knew if he was caught in this room when that door closed, he would be dead, the fire suppression system also doubling as a sure-fire way to stop a hacker from stealing your company secrets. he looked at the download bar 83% “COME ON COME ON!” he frantically looked at the door now half closed the download bar inched up 89% there was no time, he grabbed the glowing tablet stowing it in the front of his vest he looked at the door again it was now straining against the bar and Nate was screaming at him to get out of there he desperately pulled the laptop free from the cables holding in place abandoning the other equipment, he was finding it hard to breath as he moved towards the door the bar squealing against the pressure. He stumbled his head spinning sending him slamming into a server stack he tried to grab it with his free hand to stabilise himself but it was no good he hit the floor hard the laptop sent skidding across the polished floor into the gloom of the server towers and the last of his breath was pushed from his lungs. He pushed himself up feeling dizzy desperately trying to breath seeing the laptop which may as well have been on the moon now there was no way he could get to it and get out, Nates screams sounded like they were coming from under water he stumbled towards the light and the flailing arm darkness creeping into corners of his vision and telescoping downwards. He felt something grab him and being squeezed through an ever-shrinking gap as the door continued to close the metal bar inevitably losing the fight against the sheer forces at play. the last thing Gray heard and felt before the darkness over took him was a high-pitched ting and buzz like a mosquito and a burning sensation in his right bicep.

i used to be a cum dump, and still can be depending on my Top. For me sex has evolved into my connection with the Top and the more and deeper connection (physical, mental, emotional) the better. Ideally, my Tops orgasm and pleasure becomes mine. i relate to my penis as a sort of (but not a) "clitoris." i hesitate to use that word because this is not about identifying as female or wanting a clit or vagina. i have neither. Psychologically i'm wired somewhere between, anatomically i'm all male. Psychologically i see the cock as an organ for penetrating, influencing, inseminating, breeding, etc.. It's not just that it is, but how it is used. The sex partner who attracts and connects with me most is the total Top, or guy who is in a Total Top frame of mind and emotion when having sex. i used to be married to a woman, so i have a lot of experience (albeit with only one woman) with mixed geneder sex and female anatomy. As a gay guy, i was sort of a sub top for my wife and became really good at giving her physical pleasure. She had a couple of distinct pleasure centers, her clitoris and g-spot. The first is external, the second internal. i could make her cum multiple times using either, but if i was giving her clitoral stimulation and she would start orgasming, she would literally beg me to penetrate her. I.e., she could orgasm multiple times clitorally, but was driven to be penetrated. i see myself as similar. i can be stimulated using my penis, definitely works for edging and keeping me horny, but psychologically i am driven to be penetrated and bred by my Top. Over time, that has turned into being much more psychological along with the physical. For me, cum dumping with multiple strangers is a sort of watering down of the bond i can get with fewer or a Top who is also in the same type of psychological mode i am talking about, just from a different place (I.e., from the Top vs the bottom). He may be in a place where He wants to breed me via a gang bang, or His hand, or a dildo, or_____________, but i and connecting with His drive, need, desire as well as what He is using to fuck and breed with. E.g., in a gang bang that He controls, i see and connect with Him doing all the breeding, that He is using the others like dildos. So, having an orgasm for me is just different. ideally, like my former wife, i am driven to be penetrated and bred, even though stimulation of my penis feels good and i can orgasm that way, there is something about it that is disappointing, mainly the lessening of my edge and heat to be penetrated. Psycologically i want my Top to be in charge of my orgasm and not cum till He is ready for me too. It takes time to recover and restore the ability to orgasm, so the Top who takes it, owns it for at least awhile. With a Top i have a connection with that is a different experience than it is with a random stranger who is just using me for a cum dump. To me, that person is a sort of on parallel with me (cum dumper?) and doesn't really have the place or position as my Top to make me cum, it's just not as powerful. There's a sort of ownership status that goes along with it that is missing for me if i am just being an anonyomous cum dump.

Here's where I see a huge gaping flaw in your argument. You say you are "just here for their pleasure." So, if it pleases them to watch you cum, you should allow them to make you cum. If it pleases them to keep fucking you even if you're not horny any longer, then you should allow them to keep going. If it pleases them to fuck your hole after it tightens up, then you let them continue to fuck you after you tighten up. You give the game away in your last point in #3: "it's tough to enjoy dick". Well, tough. If the point is to please the top, then what YOU enjoy isn't that important, is it? Now, a more balanced, rational approach would discard your initial premise that you are "just here for their pleasure". It's clear, based on your other comments, that you expect it to be about pleasure for BOTH of you - and there's nothing wrong with that! Stop trying to live up to some fantasy image of "just" being used for their pleasure, and acknowledge you enjoy the sex as well, and want both of you to get something out of it. Radical concept, I know.

I lose all desire after I cum too. Give it to me before and I'll take all you have

oliver groaned and sighed as he reluctantly parted with a stream of piss and cum from his freshly fucked hole. Standing in the running shower Trey gently fingered the boys swollen cunt, coaxing a steady stream of sticky goo. "It feels nice doesnt it?" Trey held the boy and continued massaging the last of the hot seed from inside him. "oh yeah" Oliver sighed. "the first few are good but then it just gets so much better. I made all of them cum inside. even max." Trey turned the boy around gently and began tonguing his hole clean. "oh man thats nice" Oliver sighed, bracing himself against the wall as his hole reluctantly surrendered more cum. "tell me more about max" Trey mumbled. "Oh hes got a nice big cock. really pretty." Oliver sighed. "first he didnt want to play, but I got him to cum inside twice. you should have seen him. the look on his face when he started shooting. I knew he liked being inside me." Trey stood to his feet and turned the water off, tossing Oliver a fresh towel. "I know he didnt want to, but i even made him piss inside." "Oh i love that" Trey chimed. "feels so warm and full. having a tummy full of piss and cum is the best" As the sun rose doug bid farewell to the last of the evenings guests with his trademark smile. "did you two boys have fun?" he gently rested his hand on Olivers shoulder. "oh it was great, better than great, it was amazing. Thanks!" the boy swooned drearily with a yawn, "Oh dont mention it. Im sure we'll have another one of these get togethers soon and that pretty little pussy will be the star of the show." Oliver blushed at the thought of how many loads had been buried in him by the end of the festivities. Big bloated balls bouncing off his cheeks, throbbing and pumping into his tender frame, over and over. Draining the hot sticky juice from cocks was just second nature to him now. "Trey usually likes to sleep over since these things tend to run long, and I sure dont mind the company either." Doug dipped his middle finger into treys dripping hole, pulling him closer as he casually worked his digit in and out. "there he is, the laziest man in the house" doug remarked as Max plodded into the house. "did we have a little bit of fun tonight at least?" Doug knowingly asked. "n-nah. just kinda hung out as usual." max muttered, unaware that doug had watched the boy drain his nuts into Olivers talented litte pussy all night. "ive got tennis with my boyfriend tomor-er-today? so i need to get some sleep. nite pops." Doug patted Oliver on the shoulder and cleared his throat. "we've got a house guest tonight boy, little ollie heres had quite a few treats tonight and im sure he would like some well deserved rest. Have you met oliver?" Max nearly choked on the glass of water as he sheepishly waved to the boy. How could he miss him? The kid had locked eyes on him the minute he entered the home, like a hungry dog. "well i mean, i guess its better that i get going now then" max stammered. "nonsense. I wont have my own son deprived of a good nights sleep. We've only got the one guest bedroom, so you two will have to share a little." doug smiled, relishing the opportunity to unleash his pet oncemore on his own son. "oh i dont mind doug. I dont take up much space on the bed at all i promise." Oliver beamed at the nervous looking boy. "fine, whatever. its this way" max grumbled as he shuffled off down the hall. "legs up now trey, let me inside." Doug lifted the boys heels atop his shoulders and nudged his greasy tool against the boys welcoming pussy. As many lovely boys as he had dabbled in, he never seemed to get enough time inside trey. Trey watched as his accommodating young fuck hole swallowed dougs prick eagerly and let out a hungry, gutteral groan as the mans balls came to rest against him. "Did someone miss the nice big cock?" Trey nodded profusely as he fingered his nipples and bounced along in time to dougs powerful thrusts. He couldnt deny the mans thick shaft as it drove him closer and closer to cumming. "oh no, oh!" trey gasped as a rope of his own sticky seed sprayed across his stomach. "yes baby boy, thats it, cum for the nice big dick" Doug pounded relentlessly as he watched Treys little dick give up its sweet seed over and over. "hold it open for me baby" doug calmly pulled his engorged head from the boy with a satisfying pop as Trey obeyed and pulled his leaking gaped hole open. Doug enjoyed watching a boy accept his seed, but he delighted as well in resting the tip of his cock at the edge of their battered puffy holes and blasting his juice into them like a squirt gun. Doug jacked his foreskin a few more times before pulling back and spraying into the gaped boy. He swore he could hear the seed splash into him as he blasted his cream into the tender hole. "there we go, nice and full?" Trey nodded as doug flipped him over and spooned the boy, returning his fat cock to the boys warm guts. Trey knew doug would fuck him whenever he wanted, and the big prick buried in his cunt would act like a warm little plug, keeping the mans potent seed inside. contented for the moment, he drifted to sleep in the mans embrace. "I sleep in boxers" Max muttered as he drew the shades and slid into bed. "well i dont wear anything when i sleep."oliver beamed, curling up into bed against Max. "oh nonono, thats your side you little nympho." Max pushed the boy back. "i dont know what i was thinking fucking you.." "twice!" oliver chirped "yeah. I shouldnt have done that. Look, nobody can know about it okay? my boyfriend is a total sweetheart and he sure doesnt deserve some guy who blows loads in poz twinks at his dads fuck parties so...no more sex okay??" Oliver nodded with a smile. "I mean it, are you good? all done?" Oliver smiled and turned over. If a few dozen loads wouldnt keep him sated who knew what it would take. "night max" he mumbled as he flipped the switch on the nightstand lamp. A few hours had passed and Oliver huffed. Max was apparently quite a sound sleeper, but the drugs and sex meant he was still up. reaching back to massage his silky hole, he was rewarded with a gob of sperm. "god big cocks cum so much" he thought to himself, teasing the lips of his ass as he bit his lip. Then again given the chance Trey would probably have drank every load him him, his swirling tongue coaxing more and more man goo from the boy. the slippery sound of olivers fingers filled the room as he sighed in frustration. Turning over, he watched max snoring. "just a little peek" he grinned, sliding the sheets down until Max's bulging underwear came into view. "oh fuck yes" oliver whispered, before reminding himself that max was pretty adamant about no more sex. He fingered himself faster as he reached toward the opening in max's shorts. "just taking a peek max, dont mind me" Oliver slid the boys cock out. "hello there" Oliver whispered, pulling back the foreskin to reveal the head of the slumbering boys soft cock. "you look like you want to have a little fun" olliver thought to himself as he wet his fingertip and traced the boys sensitive head and glans. "atta boy, keep it coming nice and big" Oliver whispered, gently stroking the thickening prick until his fat cock throbbed before the boys eyes. Oliver admired the juicy pink head, giving it a lick before felating the boys stiff tool until it glistened. as max rolled to his side Oliver pulled the boys heavy balls out as well. Oliver couldnt just wake the boy up demanding a fuck, he had to be creative this time. If its one thing big cocks always love its a warm tight boy to slide up into. He'd seen it before, the natural desire to push inside. Guys might lie about it, but big cocks never do. grinning, he gently pumped Max's prick with his cum drenched hand and rolled to his side, positioning Max at the entrance of his hole. "be a good boy, come on, fuck the hole" Oliver whispered in anticipation as he gently massaged the head with his ring. "mmgh, danny" max mumbled as he stuffed himself into Olivers warm pink pussy. "danny" oliver snickered, lmowing the load Max was about to spew was certainly not going into his boyfriends butt tonight. Oliver milked Max's cock as the boy groaned. "getting nice and close maxie?" oliver hissed, no man with a cock as nice as max's would deny him their seed as max tensed and the familiar pumping began. "there we go max. pump it all out. good boy" ollie whispered. once max had softened, he gently slid the boy from his warm pussy and paused to admire the sight of the sticky, spent cock as it dripped a gossamer thread of sticky seed. Finally sated, Oliver rolled back to his side and sighed contentedly.

Part 3 The first time I met someone from my old life after my conversion, the first thing they asked me if I was doing okay. For some reason, this person had assumed I had been an unwilling participant in my pozzing and had been forced to undergo it. If only they knew. --- Liberated- the last thing I had expected to feel that day. And yet, being on my knees, sucking this glorious beast’s cock and hearing him talk about sending evidence of my nasty, perverted self, triggered something I couldn’t comprehend. The initial shock had paved way for a relaxing pulse to spread through me, calming my nerves and easing the adrenaline coursing through my veins. Suddenly, I wasn’t as scared of someone finding out about the real me and instead, the thought of everyone knowing was turning me on. So far, it had just been a fantasy except now that it could very well be a possibility, I couldn’t stop thinking about it. “I love this part pig,” Daddy said between grunts, his hand still resting on my scalp, nudging me to suck him off. “Watching your inner pig take over, planting the seeds in your mind to corrupt you, slowly destroying any resistance. It’s beautiful to see.” I felt his arms reach out towards me before being pulled up into his arms. Before I could react, I felt his lips on mine & his tongue inside my mouth lapping the insides. It felt warm and comfortable, almost romantic, to have this big gnarly man kiss me so passionately, so intensely and yet, so tenderly at the same time. My left hand moved up his body, landing on the nape of his neck to pull him closer and kiss him harder. With my free hand, I slowly stroked his big cock, feeling the warmth escape from it and entering me through my palms. Our lips parted but I was still on his lap, our eyes on each other. There was a warmth on his face, a tender smile that melted my heart. It felt so jarring to suddenly experience such a tender moment and I found myself jittery. His eyes bore down on me, making me blush a little. “Your eyes, they are beautiful boy,” he said, running his hands through my spine. His hands crept further down until they reached my ass. A moan slipped my mouth as his palms squeezed my ample butt and I pushed it further into his hands. The sensation of his fingers circling my hole, made me moan in pleasure. Involuntarily, I dropped a big gob of pre that splattered on his ample stomach, getting mixed into the fur coating it. “Fuck pig, you’re something else,” he said, slowly circling my hole with his finger. He was using his nails to circle around, causing me waves of pain and pleasure. His sharp nails were scraping the surface, teasing them with small stings every time they pressed in a little. Just as I was getting into it, I felt his fingers withdraw. I opened my mouth to protest when he slipped in two of his fingers into it. Instinctively, I started to suck on them, our eyes still on each other. “Lube them up pig, gotta get you prepared.” Once he was satisfied with the amount of my spit coating his fingers, he withdrew them from my mouth. Before I could prepare, I felt a sharp piercing pain in my asshole making me yelp in pain. “Don’t fight it boy. Just making sure my seed has a clear shot at corrupting you when I breed you boy.” His words were my bible and I composed myself. Despite the pain of experiencing fingernails tearing the inside of my ass, I braved through it and relaxed my hole, giving him better access. “That’s my boy,” he said, gleaming with pride and possession. His fingers continued their assault, while I stroked his hefty dick. In a few minutes, the pain had been replaced with pleasure and I started to move my ass up and down, finger fucking myself. So lost was I in the pleasure of being penetrated, that the sudden flash in front of my eyes startled me. Daddy was holding my phone up, recording us together on the couch. Based on the angle, I’m sure it was clearly visible to everyone what was going on. I felt so slutty and exposed at the same time, making me moan in pleasure. “Why are you here boy?” “To serve you daddy and be your pig.” “Mm, what else boy?” “Show daddy what a slut I am for a real man’s cock.” “And?” “To be knocked up by your big poz cock daddy.” “Louder boy.” “Poz me daddy, put your viral seed in me. Make me sick with your toxic cum daddy,” I yelled, meaning every word I said. He kissed me again, ferociously taking control over my lips and letting me know just how much he was enjoying this. “There’s only one thing you need to do boy, to get what you want.” “What’s that daddy?” “Send this video to five people from your contacts list.” It wasn’t an easy choice and a part of me was still unsure, but I was too horny and too deep to care at this point. Taking my phone from his hand, I marked five people on my contact list to send it to. But I did not hit send. “What’s the matter boy? Cold feet again,” he said with a smirk, knowing just how much I was enjoying the night’s proceedings. I gave him a slight smile before telling him what I wanted to do. “Daddy, can I send it to everyone on my contacts, email and social media?”

My Ex Breeds Me, and My Boy Chapter 1. My ex was a real asshole, a conservative Republican and terribly condescending. That’s why we broke up. But, before that, we had four great years where he fucked me silly with his thick eight-inch cock. He was greek and his body was covered in hair, even the lower part of his cock shaft. I missed the way his shaft hair would tickle my hole when he fucked me deeply. Anyway, that was a decade ago, and my boy and I are very happy together. My boy is exclusively a bottom so I don’t get to take his cock ever, and rarely anyone else’s. I had complained to my boy about it, and he just rolled his eyes. He had a nice cock, but he wasn’t interested in fucking me, or anyone else, with it. What he was into was getting fucked by big dicks. It got both of us off stretching out his hole and sharing it with buddies. One night after pummeling him with a friend, he was still hard and I sucked his cock for a few minutes before raising up and trying to lower myself down onto it. He pulled away and told me to be patient. He said, ‘maybe we should find a top to fuck us both? If so, I have just the guy in mind….’ I grinned wondering what he was planning. I asked a few times in the spring, but he always told me, ‘I’ll let you know when he’s around, ok,’ winking at me every time. Last summer, my ex was going to be in town for a conference. We texted occasionally, and he messaged me saying he wanted to catch up and bury the hatchet. The second night of the conference, he messaged me saying he was free for dinner. I texted my boy and told him that my ex was in town and I’d love to catch up with him. My boy asked if I was going to get him to fuck me, and I said no, that his politics were just too toxic. My boy reminded me, ‘everyone deserves a second chance,’ so I agreed to meet with my ex. I asked if my boy wanted to join, and he suggested that it may be better to catch up with him one-on-one first, and if it went well, maybe invite him over another night to share a bottle of wine. I thanked my boy and texted my ex. My ex blew off a client dinner and we met up in a gay sports bar. I swooned when I saw him. My ex was a bit balder, but still ruggedly handsome and tall, but he’d lost a lot of weight and was left seemed concentrated on his belly and sagging butt, beautiful even through his khakis. I knew in a second that he had converted and was now POZ. We sat at the counter facing the street with the garage door façade opened up to the outdoor sidewalk. He loosened his expensive looking tie and took off his blazer. I loved seeing his burly chest fur peeking out against that crisp white business shirt. By our third longneck beer, he’d told me about playing the field after we’d broken up and experimenting with bottoming, and he hadn’t mentioned politics once. He’d fallen for a hung top who loved to fuck him just so he could watch my ex’s big hard cock swinging around. I asked if he was the one who POZZED him, and his jaw dropped. ‘Can you tell,’ he asked, sort of dejectedly. I told him he looked great, and I’d still take his load, any time in fact. He grinned and told me he wasn’t on meds at the moment and I just nodded. My ex took a deep breath. He mashed his mustachioed mouth to mine and kissed me hard, groping my butt, lifting me off the barstool. I melted into his furry pecs, and he scooped me up into his arms and we sauntered out the door. We giggled asking ‘your place or mine?’ We decided to go to his hotel just in case my boy was home. We tumbled into his suite and he tore off my clothes. My ex ate my ass and slapped his raw POZ cock against my butt. He bent over and tried to jam his tongue into my hole. It had been so long since anyone paid attention to me there that I moaned instantly. He used spit, his glorious tongue and his fingers to open me up and get me slick. After a few minutes, he slapped that big hairy dick against me and slowly pressed his bare helmet into me. I could hear the ‘plop’ as he entered me to the glans. He took his time going deeper until my hole tickled with his shaft hair. I reached back and grabbed my ex’s hips, savoring the sensation of being well and truly opened up. He rocked his hips and let his inches move in and out of me. He started very deep, and then moved further and further out with each stroke. He knew just how I needed to be used. I lay there, with my face sideways into the mattress, ass up, back arched, knees spread. I could see my hard cock bouncing with a footlong pearl of precum reaching closer and closer to the mattress. My ex railed me. After about twenty minutes of enjoying the abuse, I needed to tap out. He grabbed the back of my neck with one hand and pressed my arched back lower. ‘You’ll get a break when I’m ready!’ I looked up at him. He’d never spoken to me that way before. He smacked me on the cheek and told me, ‘I’m not stopping until I breed your hole!’ And he kept his word. He jackhammered my ass, reshaping it into his freshly cunted hole, perfectly sized to make his big dick feel good. He didn’t slow down before cumming, nor did he ask me if I wanted it. He just blew six or seven spurts of POZ seed into my guts. He kept up his pace until I hard my ass squelching and burping his cum. My ex slowly pulled out of me, and a torrent of his seed followed. He grabbed his phone and took a few pics. I heard the ‘whoosh’ as he sent them. He slid back into me and took a few snaps of his cock splitting me open. I groaned as he worked his load deeper into me. My phone buzzed. I thought he had texted them to me. My ex pulled out and tossed me my phone from my hastily discarded jeans. The text was from my boy. ‘LOOKS LIKE THAT TOP IS IN TOWN. HAVE FUN TONIGHT. CAN WE SHARE A BOTTLE OF WINE TOMORROW?’ I was about to text my boy back when my phone received the pics, that my ex had sent to my boy. I looked at my ex, and he just sneered at me. My phone jingled again as I got anther text from my boy, ‘CAN WE SHARE HIS POZ LOADS TOMORROW?’ To be continued…

This is my first time writing a story so forgive me if some of the editing isn't all that great. Appreciate your feedback and thanks for reading. Part 2 is coming soon

“Two guys” that should read. Though Twitter guys are more than welcome, too...

Note: I introduced a couple new elements I have no experience with, and I hope I got them mostly right. If they're wrong, I'm sure you'll tell me, and accept that THIS part is what makes it fiction. LOL ----------------------------- Part 3 The hips began to thrust, and I felt every inch of him inside me. His balls were smacking against mine - there was no warmup to this at all, not even a courtesy finger - and Rick fucked like an animal. It was everything I dreamed it would be. I found it hard to hold the cigar while we rocked back and forth, so I wedged it back in my jaw. Rick did likewise with his own, and continued to nail me. “You’re a filthy chaser, aren’t you,” he said. It was more of a statement than a question. “Mm-hmm,” I said, gasping for air. Man, this sensation in my ass was incredible! I thought it would hurt without the warmup and relaxation of the hole, but there was indeed enough lube to keep his dick from burning me from the inside out. I could feel it running down my buttcheeks on occasion. I drew hard on the cigar as best I could; being a novice with it, I was not successful. There was far more suck than there was smoke, and Rick said surprisingly little about it after the last command about it. Rick slowed down his strokes, and began to pull nearly out before thrusting back in. My hole loved this sensation. “Yeah, take it, you fucker,” he whispered. “This is… what you… goddamn bugchasers… deserve! I’m … gonna poz this hole… so fucking hard… you will never… want to chase… AGAIN!” I answered him not, and just let him do what he knew how to do best. At length, Rick removed my feet from their suspensions, and placed them over his shoulders. I held on to the straps of the sling for support as he pulled me deeper toward him. This was either heaven or hell, I couldn’t tell which. “Ugh… I came off my meds for this,” Rick said. “You better appreciate what I’m giving you.” That got my attention. “Was he…? No, he wouldn’t! This is just fantasy, this is just fantasy, part of the script, he’s not toxic…” I was mentally trying to convince myself that I was totally safe, and it was all talk. Part of the experience. I tried to not tighten up in reaction. Rick grew bored of this position quickly, finding he had nowhere to thrust to, so he stopped momentarily. “Get up, and go get in the chair,” he said with an effort. His breath was definitely shorter, and I could see already a sheen of sweat glistening. I pulled myself to standing, and instantly felt the lube run down my right leg. While getting my balance, I looked at the small puddle that formed on the mat beneath us. The lube was there, certainly, but something else. It looked a little red. “Must be a trick of the lighting,” I thought. I definitely didn’t FEEL like he tore me open. I turned round in the small chamber, and saw what he wanted. The leather chair I spied when we came in. As I got near it, I could see it was no ordinary seat. It looked… different somehow. It had a flat back, straps all over it, and two hard-looking footrests. “Is this a Lucifer chair?” I asked with interest. Rick didn’t answer the question, but gave a low, throaty chuckle. I climbed in, and continued smoking quietly. I wasn’t going to ruin the scene with a lot of chatter, or show any kind of uncertainty by babbling. Rick took away my cigar, strapped me in, and spread my legs. He then turned away, and his movements suggested he was putting something on his dick. My mind initially registered it as a cockring or maybe a shaft extender, but when I actually saw the weapon coming at me, it was wrapped in … chainmail? I looked at him quizzically but didn’t form a question. Rick saw my expression, and read it instantly. “This is a special kind of condom,” he said venomously. I was taken by surprise yet again. “A condom? That wasn’t what we agreed upon.” Rick pulled the cigar from between his teeth, and said fiendishly, “You’ll see.” As he came at me with this thing around his cock, I started to wonder what I got myself into. “Holy fuck, he’s serious,” I thought. “But that goes against... “ My train of thought abruptly ended there as the weapon now brushed against my hole. It was cold to the touch, and I felt something quite new rubbing against me. Before I could respond or even form a question, Rick was pushing into my hole, and it hurt like hell. I cried out and tried to back away from it. But back away to where? I was in a corner and seated with no clear exit, and strapped to the chair. “Shhh…” he cooed. “Just relax. This is supposed to hurt, and it’s part of the scene. Trust me.” From nowhere, he whips out a small brown bottle, uncaps it, and shoves it into one of my nostrils. I recognized it instantly. Poppers. And they were fairly new - still strong and heady. I inhaled deeply, knowing that it was beyond my control to do much else. Within seconds, I was flying. Rick at once detected it, grinned wickedly, and took a hit of them himself. He quickly recapped the bottle and flung it away from us. “That’s your only anesthetic,” he growled. And my hips began to rock again. I didn’t even notice him finish his entrance, and I just let him do the work, wincing all the while. Now that I knew what he was intending, I just laid back and let it happen. In between his grunts, Rick said something that sounded like, “Just open yourself up to all the pozzibilities I will show you.” The poppers made it sound distorted, so I wasn’t sure if he actually said it or whether I imagined it. I didn’t respond to it, lest it be the latter and he starts yelling at me again for talking out of turn. Rick continued to plow. His look was a mix of disgust and sheer ecstasy. “You dirty bugchasing fuck. I’m gonna teach you a lesson you won’t soon forget.” By now, the poppers had completely worn off, and I was feeling the full force of the thing inside me. And boy did it hurt. This was suddenly not fun for me. I needed to move my arms and legs. I needed that tearing up inside me to stop. I suddenly needed water. The room had grown unbearably hot between our activities, the humidity, and the smoke, and I needed a break. At last, I said, “Rick, I need … ow! You to stop --- fuck!” He considered this, and slowed his motions, then instantly began jackhammering my hole. “Nope! You’re done,” was his swift response. I couldn’t bear it anymore as I felt him rip me open from stem to stern. I had no coherent thoughts by this point, except an inward wish that he would cease his movements and I could die in peace. All I could do was cry out. But then his mood changed. He suddenly pulled himself out of me, and my hole welcomed the release. I put my head back as far as it would go, and just shut my eyes. "Shit, I was about to cum," he hissed. "I want this to last as long as possible." He pulled the strange device off, and I heard it hit the floor. Rick got down in a crouching position, and gently poked me with a finger. After a couple seconds, he took back his finger, and held it up before his eye. “Yep, as I thought!” He raised his open palm to me, and ordered, “Look. I’m showing you something.” I carefully opened one eye to see. His whole finger was a bright red colour, and this time, I was sure it wasn’t the light of the room. I suddenly remembered what this was called, and why he was doing it. The phrase “cruel condom” ripped through my brain, and now I had to accept it. He was genuinely pozzing me. That, or a damn convincing scene, I wasn’t sure which. And I wasn’t about to ask. All I could think of was the pain I was feeling at the moment. I returned to closing my eyes and feeling only pain. Rick only stood there over me, studying me, and letting his dick deflate a little while he hauled away on his cigar. He let me sit there, motionless, and just bleed. “This is all part of the process,” he said slowly. “It hurts now --” “I want out of this chair,” I interrupted. “There, there, you sick fuck, it will all be over soon, and you will be free.” There was something cryptic in that statement, but it was just talk. Just talk. The fantasy, right. “When he’s done fucking me, we’ll go upstairs, he’ll put an ice pack on my fanny and bandage me up, and all will be well,” I told myself. Alas, this was not to be.

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

My wife of 13 years found out I'm gay because I accidentally piped gay porn audio through her Bluetooth headset. She threw me out and I lost my anal virginity that night. But let me back up. Familiar story. Religious family from the south, got married to Jen when I was young and horny enough to trick myself into thinking I was straight. The first time I saw gay porn was at my bachelor party. My college pals and I got loaded and were hanging out in an openly gay friend Russ's dorm room. He liked to tease me about being religious and talk graphically about his sex life to my obvious discomfort. To celebrate my pending nuptials, he decided to torture me by putting on gay porn. It was a really raunchy orgy scene with like 20 mostly middle aged biker looking guys having unprotected anal sex and saying the nastiest fucking things I had never even contemplated. I turned bright red which I could have played off as embarrassment except for the obvious hardon. Russ drunkenly, laughingly pointed it out and I didn't bother playing it off at all. I just kept watching as Russ and the others started in on some dumb debate or another. A few minutes (and several creampies) later, Russ stopped the DVD and the other guys bought some dumb straight porn comcast vod. We kept drinking and carrying on and soon enough passed out. ... The wedding was amazing. Everyone had a good time. As the night was winding up, Russ pulled me aside and slid a disc in my tux's inside pocket. Smirking he said, "I made a copy for you bro. Just in case you need a little help in the bedroom". He walked off long before I could come up with anything to say in response. My cock, however, got half hard. ... 13 years on, things weren't great with the wife. I treasured Russ's movie the most but had curated a small collection. I had a clear interest: group and gangbang sex with breeding. One Friday night we were barely interacting. I told her I was going to watch a movie downstairs. She stayed upstairs. I put on Bluetooth headphones and started some impressive but soulless comic book movie but soon my mind wandered and I decided to watch some gay porn--Russ's movie. What the fuck, I thought. I'll use it like he suggested and get laid tonight. I watched almost the whole flick, 4 scenes, 33 cumshots, 14 internal. I'd counted. Relentless dirty talk, I especially love the nasty bottom who keeps calling himself a cumslut. I turned off the movie and decided to make my move. I got my cock to soften and headed up the stairs. Jen had an odd look on her face but I was horny as fuck and wanted to get my nut. I put some corny, married guy moves on her and she was pliant if not obviously excited. Unfortunately nothing new. I got her on the bed and was trying to get her undressed when she stopped me, looked me right in the eye and asked me what movie I'd watched. What? What movie did you watch? Ironman. No. What movie did you watch? The look on her face was... Not good. Somehow she knew. Listen I-- I experienced it with you. All of it. My headphones connected too and I listened to everything. Have you done that? No, I said truthfully. I don't believe you. I understand but it's true. You are going to leave and never come back. I am going to get tested and so help me... It went on for some time. I packed a suitcase in a daze and drove off. I pulled over at a filling station and rented a hotel room on my phone. What the fuck, I got a nice room downtown, about 20 miles from our suburban spot. I also paid for accounts on squirt and a couple of other hookup sites I'd come across when horny. I stopped by the local CVS and bought lube, a douche and vodka. I also replied to a couple of guys. Once I got the to the hotel I got cleaned up and texted with a few guys. I gave a mid 40s Hispanic guy my address and room number. I had a drink and got naked. I played porn on my laptop. Soon he knocked on the door. I let him in. He was about 6', 240 with a beer gut. We walked back to the bed and I undid his jeans and took his cock into my mouth. He muttered to me in Spanish that I didn't understand, but his thickening dick told me enough. He took off the rest of his clothes and laid back on the bed. I did my best to suck on him but couldn't take him very deep before I choked. He was about 6 inches but tapered to a thick base. My own 6.5 inch dick was rock hard and dripping precum. I grabbed the lube and put too much on his cock and turned around and stuck my ass in the air. I heard myself ask him to breed me. He didn't hesitate, pushing in slowly until he was balls deep. My cock shrank from the pain but I was in ecstasy. He started thrusting hard and I had an out of body experience. It was so intense, having another man's penis deep inside my body. He flipped me over, pushed my legs apart--thank you couple's yoga!--and fucked me missionary. He didn't last much longer. You want my cum white boy? It was the first thing he said in English. Yes I whispered? Huh? He replied, suddenly irritated. Cum in me. I said looking him straight in the eyes. He made me repeat myself, which I did delightedly. His breathing got rough and he buried himself in me. He twitched for a while and then relaxed, panting with his dick still inside. He slapped my right thigh and pulled out, a little semen and lube flowing out. ... To be continued

I threw away my checklist long time ago. Being a 55 year-old bottom, I am just lucky to have anyone approach me. Most guys in the apps are in their 20’s and 30’s, so I’m afraid that I am being outcompeted by them. Getting old really sucks especially when your sex drive remains high. Ideally, I would like to play with guys closer to my age or older but I don’t know where to find them anymore. I used to try my luck at bathhouses and sex parties like cumunion before the pandemic but now I have nowhere to go ;(-.

A great but different story.

The dark rooms are the best

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

I agree with Ranger Rick - traffic is an issue, tbh, if a mate asks for a lift across town at 5pm, it might be 3-4 miles, but it will take over an hour for the round trip! Andy - I think you are right with people who have what they want on their doorsteps, I guess spoiled/lazy - I don't want to insult anyone, I'd probably be the same. I have certainly come across people who travel from Lincoln to Nottingham, small city to bigger city, but don't think I have ever come across people flowing in the opposite direction. I also agree with you in the old saying "A mans word is his bond" - if I say I will be somewhere, then I will be. I know in the past, I have agreed to meet in fairly public places and the person I'm supposed to be meeting has had one look at me and decided I'm not his type and walked straight past! I am not bothered about someone not liking when they see in person, but don't be rude, just say I'm not doing anything for them! One person a few years ago agreed to meet, and when we did, actually said I was too old for him - which was, in a way nice he took the time to say sorry, but on the other hand, my photos tend to be fairly up to date and my age was on whatever profile he saw. I agree with a plan B - I went to Sheffield last year to meet someone, oddly they pulled out at the last minute due to something, but I like Sheffield, I went to Uni there, so it was a good chance to have a wonder around and see how the place had changed over the last 10 years or so. On a positive note - many people have done the meet half-way thing, it's sometimes a little "Well, now we're here in the M1 services, where do we go that's a little quieter?" when neither of us know the local area. Meeting people is nearly always a positive experience, even if it just for a chat and coffee. I guess in many ways, you get out of a meeting, what you put into a meeting. As for accommodating a meeting - yes I can, but people seem to go all quiet when I say I can accommodate. It's like many people want to, but get frightened at the thought of going to someones house. Idk, I think I've waffled on too much here with my random thoughts!

Based on personal experience, a lot of it maybe to do with easy availability: I live out the Chiltern countryside, west of London - not many guys around here, but we're only 28 minutes from central London by train. Guys won't travel out of town to visit even though we have tons of space and they can stay overnight. Why? Probably because guys in London can find what they need on their doorstep pretty much. Although, I find a bit odd as with population density in London being what it is many people live in shared spaces and the first question is usually 'can you accom?'. Yes I can, but they have to travel and they won't. That's backed by the my observation that other guys in neighbouring towns and villages don't mind a 10-15 mile trip - and we're all regulars in London for fun. I'm often in London for work (pre lockdown) and run against the 'can you accom?' issue which is why I tend to stick to places like central station, vault, etc. You might be finding a similar thing is happening with Nottingham and Lincoln. For me travelling is about risk - if I think someone might flake then I'll be less inclined to travel. If it's someone I know or have met before then I'd be more inclined. Also I always try and have a plan 'B' if I'm travelling a decent distance - perhaps a nearby sauna or something that ties with another of my hobbies and interests. What I never do is say I'll be somewhere and not show up. For me once the commitment is made there's no backing out. I've travelled London to Hull for a session before which was three hours there and three back with traffic... I have plans in the making to visit another BZ guy in Manchester and another in Blackpool when the Covid thing quietens down a bit more - both are long trips. I am in the early stages of planning a visit to Frankfurt to meet someone - but that will likely be combined with other reasons to visit Frankfurt, as that's a fair cost and time commitment. Andy

Feel free to ride this

Mmmm yeh I’d get this in your cunt

I love the sting too. It's not a bad sting but a really sensual one. It feels like the normal friction I get from intercourse while multiplied x100. And it makes my hole juice and grip even harder than it does when I'm lubed up and riding a dick.

Fucking with just spit, precum and the natural lube your ass makes is awesome. I wish more guys would figure this out.

I’ve been at Bangkok Babylon for 4 days now and have kept score of how many times condoms are used (I.e. I’m versatile and while I don’t use condoms myself i respect the right of a top to use them and would probably put one on if asked by a bottom I really wanted to fuck), anyway, over 4 days at Babylon I’ve fucked 30 times at the bathhouse (ie disregarding Grindr and BBRTS hookups in my room) and of those condoms appeared only 6 times or 20% of the time. So I’m sure Bangkok Babylon would count as a sauna for raw fun. As for loads I’ve taken at least 7 loads so far - possibly more that I missed in the dark steam room encounters.

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PART 9 I don’t think even one minute passed before the door began to open. I barely had my shorts up and started to panic to make sure I was covered at the same time I looked at the door. What i saw a guy maybe 40ish around 6 feet. He was a little bolder and didnt wait for me to nod back. He just slid through the crack and shut the door and locked it. In the glow of the gay porn on the screen, I was able to see him better. Yeah a little taller than me, so at least six feet and thin. He had on sweat pants and sandals and a T-shirt. There was already a sizable bulge in those sweats. He approached me and his hand went into my still unbuttoned shorts, but he bypassed my cock. Instead, his hand dipped down and I felt a finger slide into my ass crack and run across my hole. His hand slid out of my pants just as quickly and he motioned me up. As soon as I stood, he slipped my shorts down and began to turn me around away from him. And I just let it happen, half out of surprise and half because i was still horny and this guy was pretty hot. I slipped a leg out of my shorts and spread wider, as I braved myself with my hands. I could hear him tugging his sweats down and heard him spit, managing to look back in time to see him using it as lube to stroke with. Again he spat into his hand and rubbed it on his cock. And his cock was... it was huge. Like at least 8.5 inches and thick with a nice big cut head. It was magnificent. It was obvious that like the first guy, he wasn’t going to use a condom. His cock slick with spit I felt him use one hand to grab an ass cheek to spread me open a little, as he used his other to guide his cock to my already fucked and cummed in hole. I felt him push against my barely puckered hole and it gave easily. It hadn’t even had time to close up from the last cock and with the cum coating my hole, he was able to work his giant cock into me. I don’t know if it would have worked otherwise. Later as time went on, I would take bigger cocks but this guy was hung and as an 18 year old almost virgin still, this thing was just massive. And I was taking it. I was almost naked bent over in a bookstore booth, gay porn blaring away, while a guy I hadn’t exchanged a single word with was almost 8 inches into me and continuing to fuck deeper and deeper. And with the first guys cum and my hole already relaxed from getting fucked a few minutes before, I was taking it and loving every second. There was no pain or discomfort. He was working my hole harder and harder and we were not being quiet. Besides him basically knocking my breath out every time he rammed home, I couldn’t keep myself balanced and my hands kept knocking against the thin plywood wall I was supporting myself against. And he was grunting and breathing fast. And then finally to make It competely obvious, he was finally balls deep and now every time he drove into me there was that slap as his pelvis met my ass cheeks. And I was so lost in the fuck and his cock sliding into my prostate that I didn’t care. I didn’t care that It was sleazy and dirty. The smell of sex and cum made me feel drunk. And I didn’t need to know who was fucking me. All that mattered was that he was hot and had a fucking amazing cock and he was in me raw. And I had already kind of figured it out, all these guys here are looking for cock. I gave in and enjoyed every second and didn’t care that everyone there would know I was getting fucked right there in the booth. Eyes closed and head down I took it until I felt his hands grip tighter and felt his pounding increase even more til finally he rammed deep and erupted. Spurt after spurt of cum coated my guts as I pushed back to make sure I was getting it all. He grinded into me as he stayed deep while his cock pulsed and throbbed inside me, as he obviously was trying to put every drop into me. Spent and satisfied that he had put all his cum inside me, he slowly pulled out. Without a word he pulled up his sweat pants and straightened his shirt up. Looking down, he adjusted his still softening rod and covered it with his shirt. I meanwhile was wobbly legged and was trying get my one leg through my shorts so I could pull them back up. Mr Sweatpants paused by the door to give me a second to get the shorts up and then just as quietly as he had slid in, he popped back out after cracking open the door and then shut it behind him. I noticed it wAs darker and realized I had let the video machine run out of credits. I don’t think even twenty minutes had elapsed and I had gotten fucked twice. And had no idea who they were or if i could even recognize them if I saw them. And I hadn’t asked either one if they were clean. I mean who knows, Tim looks healthy and he has it. But then the thought that hit almost right away was did it matter? Would I have stopped those guys if they were did have HIV? If I saw Mr Sweatpants giant cock and knew he was HIV positive, could I or would I want to say no to it? I knew why I didn’t ask. It didn’t matter. I was taking them raw no matter what the risk. It just felt too good. As all this wet through my head in about 30 seconds, I stood to walk out, figuring enough was enough for tonight and I had not been very discreet and didn’t want trouble. As my hand touched the doorknob, it twisted in my hand and the door opened up a crack as another stranger met my stare. Maybe I wasn’t leaving quite as soon as I thought as we gave each other a quick look over. A mutual nod and I was backing toward the bench of the booth as a new stranger entered the small cubicle with me and shut and locked the door.

Love it, very hot!

Depends my mood,like jock strap,boots or converse high tops,but as a rubber boi do like to be encased in rubber with my ass exposed ready to be fucked and always wear a cock ring Side point is the anyone else find guys in canvas converse hi tops horny

Sometimes I wear underwear. They come in handy afterward as a clean up rag or to keep cum that is leaking out of me from making a mess on my shorts. But sometimes I just go commando. When I do I usually wish I had a pair of underwear to use. Flip flops are my favorite footwear. Makes getting shorts on and off a breeze. Plus it looks like you are barefoot but not actually touching the gross floor. Thankfully I live in South Florida. I've worn flip flops in several of my videos and I am always surprised at how many men write to me about what a turn on they are. Who knew. Ive been told I have sexy feet lol. Sometimes I wear underwear. They come in handy afterward as a clean up rag or to keep cum that is leaking out of me from making a mess on my shorts. But sometimes I just go commando. When I do I usually wish I had a pair of underwear to use. Flip flops are my favorite footwear. Makes getting shorts on and off a breeze. Plus it looks like you are barefoot but not actually touching the gross floor. Thankfully I live in South Florida. I've worn flip flops in several of my videos and I am always surprised at how many men write to me about what a turn on they are. Who knew. Ive been told I have sexy feet lol.

My usual bookstore trips consist of a loose pair of cargo shorts ( pockets holding lube, poppers, gum, small flashlight , tit toy or 2) a very loose or oversized tank top, and flip flops. When I get to the bookstore and into a booth, the tank gets pulled up and over my head to expose my tits, the shorts drop , and I get barefoot--guys know right away with a glance in the booth that I am ready to be their pig hole