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3. A Demonstration "Just relax," Tiago said. "I hope this is going to go by quickly." Tiago was trying not to stare at the boy's ass, so perfectly on display and available. He'd get it soon enough. "Focus on something for me," Tiago said. "Please?" "What?" James said, trying not to panic. He focused on Tiago's hand against his skin, the doctor's soothing voice. "Please. Something." "Of course," Tiago said. "Just go, 'ahhhhh' for me. Focus on that phase." "Ahhhhhh," James said, spreading his mouth open. It did feel better. He opened his eyes for a moment. Tiago was had one hand up, holding a flashlight. He dipped it down when James opened his eyes. Fabien had a phone in his hand, and was recording everything that happened. "Ahhhh," James continued, closing his eyes again. It wasn't as bad as the night before, and it needed to happen. "I'm going to help you," Tiago said. "Make that easier." James felt him slip the metal wire spreader back into his mouth. "Don't fight it. Let me help you." The metal slid in. This time, it wasn't cold. It was strangely warm, and James let the doctor force his mouth open. "I just need to examine your throat, ok?" James nodded. He was still gently going "ahhhh," and the short mantra was calming the young man. Tiago pushed the head support back into the exam table, and let James's head hang down. "That's good," Tiago said. "Here," he said, and motioned Fabien to come over. He turned on a small flashlight, and shined it into James's mouth. "See? There. Around the back of his throat." "What's that?" Fabien asked. He pointed the phone into James's mouth as Tiago lit up each of the purple splotches. "There's a lot of them." "It's bruising," Tiago said. "How did he get bruised back there? What's it from?" Tiago turned his attention back to James. "I need to show Fabien how this happens. Just nod if it's all right. It will only take a minute." James's head was spinning a bit, and it was getting harder for him to concentrate on anything. James saw Tiago nodding, and he nodded. "Yeah," he finally said. "Thank you," Tiago said, and turned his attention back to Fabien. "It's bruising from a dick. It's from getting throat-fucked." "Fuck? Really? How?" Fabien asked. He looked confused; Tiago wondered how much experience he had in receiving oral sex. Tiago ran his hand over James's exposed body, across his flat, hairy chest and his chest. "Relax," he told the young man. He gently squeezed the tabs at the side of the spreader, forcing James's mouth open even further. Then he unfastened his chinos, and pulled out his cock. "Easier to show," he said. Fabien stared at the doctor's erect cock. "You getting this?" Fabien fumbled with the phone slightly, focusing it on Tiago's erection. "Yeah," he said. "For sure." "Good. Now, this is how you should fuck a throat." Fabien stared as Tiago pressed his dick into James's mouth. The wire spreader held James's mouth open, letting Tiago push all the way to the back of the young man's mouth. "Ugggh," James grunted, unprepared for the sudden intrusion. "It's going to be ok," Tiago said. "Just relax. This is just a demonstration. It's nothing real." He turned his attention back to Fabien. "Now, If I just push a bit harder, I'll be in his throat." He flexed his hips, and suddenly, several more inches of dick disappeared into James's throat. "hat's good," he said to James. James grunted, and started to struggle against the restraints. At the same time, Tiago just moaned. "Feels so fucking good. Wet and warm and tight." He did a few short strokes in and out; Fabien stared as Tiago's cock went even deeper into James's throat. "Fuck. Nothing like a good deep-throat blow job." "He's good?" "Amazing. You know, it feels so damn good. But as I said. If you're too aggressive, you can bruise the throat." He pulled his cock back from James's throat, leaving just the cockhead in his mouth. The boy was still struggling against the restraints, but Tiago didn't seem to care. "That's what happened to him last night." "Is that bad?" "Not really. It heals pretty quickly. But the next day or two, cocksucker's got a really sore throat." He turned his attention to James. "You had a sore throat when you came in, right?" James nodded as best he could. He was trying not to remember how similar Tiago's cock felt to the dicks the night before. He wanted to be home. He wanted this to end. He wanted to be Under the covers and alone and safe. Not out here, his body naked, and a stranger watching him get throat fucked. "Please," he said, wanting it end. "Almost," Tiago said. "One more example. Remember. This is just a demonstration. You don't have to worry about it." He turned to Fabien. "This is not how you should do it." Tiago suddenly pushed his cock all the way into James's mouth. "AAAARGH," James practically screamed, despite the cock clogging his throat and the metal spreader keeping his jaw locked open. Tiago stroked his cock in and out a few times, each stroke eliciting a new moan of agony from James. "You see?" he asked Fabien. Fabien just stared at the scene, utterly transfixed. His dick was rock-hard as he imagined the possibilities that had just been laid out for him. Tiago prompted him. "You see?" "Yeah," Fabien finally said. He was still holding the camera in one hand, the lens pointed at the intense throat fucking that Tiago was delivering. "Yeah." "Good," Tiago said, and pulled his cock out of James's mouth. "It's over, James," he said. "It wasn't that bad, now was it?" Tiago asked. James nodded. "I knew you could do it." He turned back to Fabien. "Got that? How to slide in properly?" Fabien nodded. "How much can he take, when he's like that? You know. Opened up?" "A lot," Tiago said. He turned back to James, and without any warning, slowly pressed the full length of his phallus into the young man's throat. James struggled at first, but then accepted it. "Show me yours," Tiago said, nodding at Fabien's visible erection. The black man unzipped his jeans, and slowly fished out his tool. It was thick, long, and hard, easily an inch or two longer that Tiago's seven and half inch endowment. "This?" Fabien asked. "Definitely. Try it." Tiago suddenly pulled his cock all the way out from James's throat, leaving the boy gasping like a beached fish. "Ease, Ooo. Ahtp," James grunted through the pain in his throat and the constraints of the mouth spreader. He was struggling against the leather straps across his chest, but his frantic efforts were going nowhere. "Just once, quickly," Tiago said to Fabien. "His throat is already pretty destroyed from last night. It's going to be hard for him to take all of it for very long." He took the camera from Fabien, and knelt down beside James. "You can do this," he said to James. "You can help Fabien get it right, and that's important, right? It's important." James nodded. Fabien immediately pressed his cockhead into James's mouth. The mouth spreader was wide open, and even so, it was still hard for Fabien to navigate his thick black shaft to the entrance of James's throat. "Found it?" Tiago said. Fabien nodded. "Go for it," Tiago said. "James is ready for it, aren't you?" James was fighting to keep his composure. He wanted to scream. He wanted to run away, and never have to think about this again. But all of that was too much. It was all too much, the bright light of the examination room, the relentless weight of the leather restraints, and the dense softness of the cock pressed against his tonsils. "Go on," Tiago said Fabien pushed, just like Tiago had demonstrated. Several inches of his cock disappeared into James's mouth. "Oh fuck," Fabien moaned. James moaned. Fabien's cock was bigger than he imagined it would be. Tiago watched. He carefully recorded James's throat bulging out from the sheer girth of Fabien's tool. Tiago wondered what it had been like, when James had been properly high and restrained. He wondered what James sounded like when he was begging. "You see?" Tiago said. "This is amazing," Fabien said. "Fucking amazing." "Now. Just once. Try just forcing it in." Tiago put his hand on James's chest. "It's just once, ok? You can do this." James whimpered, but nodded in agreement. "Go ahead," Tiago told Fabien. Fabien had pulled out far enough that just the tip of his dick was still in James's mouth. As soon as Tiago gave him permission, he slammed his cock into the young man's throat. James's body stiffened, and he grunted in agony. Fabien laughed at James's reaction. He was enjoying his power, and clearly reveled in the response he was getting from James. "Taking it all," Fabien said. "Like a good cocksucker." He pulled out, and pushed in again. Once more, James struggled against the invasion, but he was powerless to stop it. "This is fucking amazing," he said. "I could do this all day." "So, you see how that happens?" "Yeah," Fabien said. "Just like this," he said, and used it as an excuse to slam-fuck James's throat once more. The young man was straining against the leather straps. His eyes were red from the tears. "Fuck," he said, as his dick disappeared into James's throat once more. "FUCK," he grunted. "That's enough for now," Tiago said, and pulled Fabien away from James. The black man's cock was stiff, glistening with James's spit. Tiago had been a bit surprised at how much the young man had gotten off on fucking James's throat. He wondered what Fabien could do when he was tweaked, particularly when he had a submissive boy like James to play with. "There's still a lot we need to do."

Part 13 - The Demon Within Jamal began to stir and wake from a sleep where his body felt warm and cosy. Slowly opening his eyes the sight of directly in his line of vision who was sleeping peacefully. Everything flooding back to what happened last night, he smiled and laid there watching him remembering the incredible sex and love making they had shared together. Strange how he had an overwhelming feeling of love for Conrad flowing through his body but it was not the love of two people in love, it was one of protection, comfort and friendship. He felt so lucky that Conrad had come in to his life right now, there was no doubt that Conrad had helped him find himself and for that he would be ever grateful. In his absent minded state he was stroking Conrad's neck who had woken and was now staring at him. "Please don't fall in love with me" Conrad whispered staring at the vacant look in Jamal's eyes. Jamal blinked "Sorry I woke you up" he said leaning forward and kissing him "don't worry I promise not to". Conrad smiled "Thank you" he said trying to get closer to him "I need you as a friend". Jamal smiled and stroked his face "As long as I can have nights like this with you I will always be by you". Conrad pulled Jamal in and kissed him "I like being your oik" he said as Jamal moved on top of him. He teased Conrad with his lips "I hold you responsible you know" he said kissing his chin. Conrad looked upat him confused "For what?" he asked expressing subtle moans from the kisses. "Turning me gay" Jamal replied rubbing his lips over Conrad's. Conrad chuckled wrapping his arms around Jamal "You only needed a nudge" he said "didn't take much nudging". Jamal looked down at him "How about you sit on it and give it a good nudging" he teased. Jamal kissed him then jumped with Felix walking in with coffee "Get up boys you got work to do" Felix said. "Hold that thought" Conrad told Jamal smiling "We are getting up Felix" he said. Beth had prepared them bacon sandwiches that they scoffed down and took a flask of coffee with them setting off down the drive to check the flower beds outside each of the houses. Conrad spent time explaining what needed to be done and that Jamal had to look after them whilst he was away. At lunchtime Conrad went home with Jamal and packed a small bag, he was told not to pack too much since most of the time he would be spending in the privacy of the villa. "Wish I was coming with you" Jamal said watching him pack. Conrad smiled "I don't" he replied looking at him "I won't get much rest with you there" he laughed. Jamal grabbed Conrad and hugged him "What was that for?" Conrad asked. "Can I not hug you now?" Jamal asked swinging Conrad from side to side. Conrad laughed "Yes, but it usually leads on to other things" he said slapping Jamal's arse. "Going to miss you" Jamal said letting go of Conrad "seriously miss you". Conrad smiled "I will miss you but you will have Simon and Felix to keep you busy and I will be back before you know it". Walking out of the house Jamal still did a careful alert look up and down the drive trying to be as discreet as possible so Conrad wouldn't get wind. They headed up to the manor then spent the afternoon tending the kitchen garden and every growing range of produce, Jamal doing most of the work whilst Conrad was on the phone with Charlie. In contrast Harry was sat in his office busy and keeping an eye on the door to Moham's office, ever since Simon had arrived he wondered what wheeling and dealing was going on behind the doors. He knew Moham and Simon had invested in a tech company together but that was all he was privy to. Simon came out of his meeting with Moham and saw Harry finishing a call, he walked over standing at the door whilst Harry wrote something down. "Harry" Simon spoke getting his attention "is he working you too hard?" he asked. "A bit" Harry replied looking at him "how is Conrad?" he asked. Simon walked in and sat down opposite him "He is getting there" he replied. "Does..." Harry fiddled with the pen in his hand "he ever talk about me?" he asked sheepishly. Simon studied him for a moment "Not really" he replied honestly "why?" he asked. Harry looked down "Doesn't matter" he said sounding a little down. Simon stood up "Whatever it is Harry you both need to sort it out and quickly" he said leaving the office. "Wait" Harry stood up calling to him, Simon stopped and turned "Do you think he loves me?" he blurted out. Simon walked back in and closed the office door "You need to find that out" he said sitting down again. Harry sat back down "Stop prevaricating Harry and have a serious conversation with him" Simon said softly. Harry looked at him with desperation "I want to Simon, it just hurts each time I can't help it". "God Harry you really are in love with him aren't you?" Simon asked already knowing the answer. Harry nodded "How the hell did that happen?" Simon asked. "I don't know, I told Conrad if I knew why I could stop it but I can't" Harry said exasperated. Harry looked at him "He won't even give me a straight answer and it always ends in disaster". Simon chuckled "Yeah I noticed" he replied then contemplated Harry for a moment "Dramatic, I think it is both of you doing it" he said. He stood to leave "If you want my advice go in full steam and wait for an answer" Simon said walking out. Harry sat there watching Simon go in to Adam's office, he wanted nothing more than to bang his head on the desk. Thankfully though he thought to Sunday when he would fly out to join Adam in Sardinia for a much needed break. Adam popped his head round Harry's door asking if he was all set for Sunday then said good bye and headed off with Simon for the short drive to the heliport. Taking off Simon leaned in to Adam "Is it all sorted?" he asked. Adam nodded "About as sorted as it can be, the rest is up to them" he replied. Simon smiled "Glad Moham is finally on board with this, took some convincing and negotiation mind you". "Wish someone had done that for me instead of where I ended up" Adam said looking out of the window. Simon patted his leg "Your only just 30 Adam plenty of time to find someone" he said confidently. Adam gave him a shady look "Easy for you to say, I need someone Simon that is why I ended up where I did". Simon held Adam's hand "We need to get you back out there on some dating apps instead of the fuck ones" he said looking seriously at him. No one was sure how it happened or who started it. Felix was outside in the garden exercising and jogging around the manor grounds. Conrad wolf whistled when Felix flew past the bare patch of the kitchen garden where Conrad and Jamal where digging, graciously receiving a finger in response from Felix. The next time he swung past Jamal wolf whistled and received two fingers in return. Felix ran down past the helipad and the wall leading up to the kitchen garden. Quick as a flash he sped up lobbing two handfuls of mud at Jamal and Conrad missing them both by inches. When he came round again he detoured avoiding the kitchen garden instead he cut behind one of the flower beds, he didn't see them both come out of the bushes and getting him square on the face with mud from both sides. The gays scarpered back round to the kitchen garden to load up with more mud, Jamal was first to go down face first, Conrad quickly ducked and got Felix by the leg pulling him down. Shouting and laughing a full on mud fight ensued until they all heard the helicopter approaching, Felix panicked trying to get away but both lads had hold of his legs stopping him. "Guys come on Simon is back" Felix said managing to half lift Conrad off the ground. Jamal pulled Felix back again "Stop it, Simon will freak out if I am not there to meet him" Felix said. Conrad managed to get a handful of mud down Felix's shorts "You buggar" he shouted falling back laughing. Simon was first out of the helicopter and looked around at the tranquil gardens with no sign of Felix. Simon grabbed Adam's bags standing there waiting for Adam to stop flirting with Tom the pilot. Tom though didn't mind one bit he loved it when Adam was flying and knew he would get a full flight of delicious compliments from Adam. Simon and Adam walked across the gardens "Felix must be busy" Simon said looking up at the manor. Suddenly Conrad bolted across the lawn with Felix running after him "Felix!" Simon shouted. Adam burst out laughing "What the heck is going on Simon?" he asked "looks like all hell has broken lose round there". "Conrad!" Simon called out "come here" he called out falling on deaf ears as he carried on running. Adam turned and looked at Jamal who not wearing anything on his feet moving much slower "Who is that?". Simon turned and looked "Not again" he said chuckling "Jam, come here". Jamal looked at him and grinned walking towards them "Not my fault this time" he said. Adam recognised him from the day he came to talk to Conrad as the one who had the bruised face. Jamal looked at Adam and vaguely remembered seeing him amongst all the confusion, usually he would never have even thought about a man like this but with everything that had happened quickly in Jamal's life something caught his eyes with this tall attractive man. Simon was astute enough to see that Jamal was quietly fixated on Adam. "I can't leave you two alone for half a day" Simon said unable to keep a straight face. Jamal looked at Simon unable to remember what he had just said "Nice trip?" he asked. Simon laughed at the grin on Jamal's face "Adam this is Jamal who is suppose to work for me" he said. Jamal kept the silly grin on his face and just looked at Adam "Are you always this dirty?" Adam asked. Adam saw he was tongue tied straight away "Shall I take him to the manor and clean him up?" Adam asked. Simon was looking around the garden "What?" he asked "oh yes, obviously I have no butler to carry your bags". Adam chuckled "I am not useless Simon, go and find the other two, I can manage my bags" he said "go on lead the way Jamal" he added. There was a commotion and Conrad came running around a flower bed screaming with Felix catching him up, he saw Jamal standing there and launched a hand full of mud in his direction, Jamal ducked and it narrowly missed Adam who still getting remnants splattered on his face. Jamal looked at him then burst out laughing. "You think that is funny do you?" Adam asked looking serious then broke out laughing. Jamal continued laughing walking up to the manor where Beth stood waiting "Not again!" she cried out. "Sorry" Jamal said grinning at her "your husband started it" he said pointing to them walking closer. Beth shook her head smiling "You know the drill!" she shouted at them all and kissing Adam on the cheek. Conrad and Jamal were last out of the shower room wearing bathrobes again, Simon and Adam had gone through to the study to talk and instructed Felix to send Jamal through when he was cleaned up. Jamal knocked on the door and walked in. Simon beckoned him over but Jamal was distracted by the large collage of photos in one frame on the wall that drew his attention, he walked over ignoring Simon and Adam for a moment to look at the photos studying each one. Simon smiled standing up and walked over to him. "Conrad" Simon said "they are all pictures of Conrad that Jack took from age 8 until..." he stopped. Jamal took Simon's hand and squeezed it in comfort "A life history of Conrad growing up" he said looking at him. "One for each year" Simon informed him "still so placid and kind from the day Jack met him" he smiled. Jamal looked at the next frame "And that is Jack I guess from the tattoos" he asked and Simon nodded. Adam stood up and walked over to them to look at the picture he had taken last year. Jack was laying naked in bed with a small amount of the sheet covering his modesty, the tattoos clear as day on his body and arms. Jamal noticed the two strange ones under the scorpion. "I have seen those tattoos before" Jamal said looking at them both racking his brains. Simon smiled "At his grave on the headstone" he said, Jamal nodded now remembering. "Cupid A for Adam here" Simon said then moved his finger over "Hibiscus and C...". "Conrad" Jamal said interrupting him and looking at Simon who nodded "Did he love him?" he asked in a soft tone. Adam put his arm around Jamal "Conrad and Jack adored each other but not in sexual way" he said. Jamal looked at Adam's striking face that was adorned with sadness "But you did, I can see it in your face". Adam stared at the picture "Jamal and I have some business to discuss Adam" Simon said "go and find Conrad". Adam nodded and walked out rubbing his eyes, he turned to look at Jamal and his eyes caught sight of Jamal's legs first then slowly worked up seeing the wet hair and his face properly for the first time, without mud or bruises. Adam was astonished how attractive but also the somewhat ordinary looks of this extraordinary young man, the looks were so ordinary it made him a stunning looking person. Undeniably Jamal was switching on buttons that he had not felt for many years. Jamal returned to find Conrad drinking coffee waiting for his clothes to come out of the dryer. Simon and Jamal had quickly talked about salary and made his job official, at least that would keep his mother off his back for now he thought. They stayed around until Beth returned with their clothes cleaned and dried, they changed and headed back out to the garden. Adam stood by the window in the study watching them crossing the grounds arms around each other talking and laughing by the expression on their faces. "Is he in love with Jamal?" Adam asked turning to Simon with a concerned look. Simon stood by his side "Who knows what goes on between them, they seemed to have bonded like he did with Jack" he replied. Simon chuckled "Caught them at it last night though before dinner" he said looking at Adam. "Something about him is very sexy" Adam said quietly and looking at Simon curiously. "No" Simon said before he could ask "we have not fucked" he said, Adam nodded knowingly. "Do you mind if I have a go at him?" Adam asked turning away from the window. Simon smiled "No, glad to see someone at last has got your interest" he said kissing him on the cheek. "I don't know if he is really gay or just likes fucking Conrad though" Simon confessed "I certainly would give it a shot". Simon stopped "You should know that Conrad fucked him raw with a high viral load" he said. "Shut the door!" Adam laughed "did he get convert him?" he asked. Simon grinned "Not sure, I gave Jamal some prep tablets to take for a few weeks". Adam looked shocked "Shit Simon are you getting sentimental?" he asked seeing Simon's evil grin "I guess not". Simon invited Jamal for dinner again and he popped home to get a change of clothes informing his parents that he was now in full time employment at the manor much to his mothers happiness. Jamal returned as Conrad walked down the staircase and they walked in to the dining room together joining Simon and Adam. Simon asked Jamal to pick the wine for dinner and Adam sat there showing a very keen and obvious interest in Jamal wanting to know all about him. Jamal was no fool and figured Adam liked him so played along, partly out of amusement but also finding him interesting and his eyes looked like they held a mischievous, naughty side that was gradually suckering Jamal in full on. Jamal whispered into Conrad's ear after desert, Conrad nodded and grinned looking at Jamal then he announced that Jamal was staying the night if Simon didn't object. Simon laughed but reminded Conrad he had to be up early as his flight was at 8am. Simon disappeared with Adam leaving Conrad and Jamal walking to the bedroom, both already undressing before they had even closed the doors. Naked touching each other and hugging Jamal lead Conrad to the bed. He kissed him lightly on the mouth "Fuck me Conrad" Jamal said looking in to his eyes. "I have no condoms" Conrad replied "I can't put you at risk again" he said stroking Jamal's face. Jamal kissed him again "Fuck me Conrad" he repeated "I want you to cum in me". Conrad pushed Jamal away slightly "Jam no, I don't want you hating me if I give you what I have". Jamal pulled Conrad back and kissed him again his lips rubbing against Conrad's "Fuck me" he repeated. Conrad wanted to, in fact he wanted to fuck the hell out Jamal "I will destroy your arse" he said. They kissed falling on to the bed "I won't pull out, you want me to infect you?" Conrad asked. Jamal tweaked Conrad's nipple "You want to don't you?" he said licking his chin "do it, destroy me!" he demanded. Jamal pulled Conrad on top of him and kissed him long and hard, Conrad responded rubbing his cock against Jamal's smooth skin. Jamal looked up at Conrad 'Infect me' he said noticing a look of concern washing over Conrad. Time seemed to stand still with Conrad looking down at Jamal, his cock already oozing precum 'Jam' he said shaking his head at what he was being asked to do. At the same time his cock seemed to go even harder like a possession of his soul was taking over, he growled smirking at Jamal 'fuck I am going to give it to you and fucking hard' he said feeling a burning fire of desire in his body, the danger, the unknown, the confliction all became irrelevant. Jamal pulled him down their lips sealing and tongues attaching each other mouths. Conrad grabbed Jamal's leg roughly hoisting it up so he could get his leg into better position. He kissed and bit Jamal all over his body hoisting the other leg in to position then attacking his mouth again. Jamal's hands stroked over Conrad's arse and thighs his pleasure heightened feeling the now slimy cock depositing precum every where it touched. Held in a deep kiss his arm moved down, pulling his cock away from Jamal's stomach leaving a trail of precum in its wake, across his balls and down it went. Conrad felt Jamal's hole was shut tightly, he pushed hard forcing the head of his cock hard against the resistance. It gave slightly and Conrad was too overly sexed to worry about the pain he would cause, jabbing hard and relentlessly until the hole finally lost the will to fight, despite the agonising cries Jamal made he was not stopping or showing any sign of the usual placid and tender nature. As soon the hole gave way he pushed him holding Jamal's head down and kissing him through the pain, Jamal arched up his eyes watering and whimpering but he continued to kiss Conrad hard. Driven on Conrad pushed until he could go no further, his hips now pumping hard deep thrusts and Jamal had no chance to get comfortable or allowed to ease in to it. The simplest of fucks turned more intense than either of them anticipated. Conrad unable to control his rough fucking finding a heightened pleasure coursing through his body telling him to fuck harder and faster, controlling his orgasm and pasting Jamal's arse in to the mattress. Jamal struggled to take it and make sense of what Conrad had become, he looked up at the monster destroying his arse with intent, the pain was agonising in his arse and fired off in rapid bolts of electricity through his body causing it to twist and lift off the bed. Jamal had no inclination for this to stop and his hands roamed all over Conrad's body unable to touch enough of him to satisfy his own needs. A trickle of saliva dribbling out of the corner of his mouth Jamal had no clue if it was his or Conrad's. Acting completely out of character Conrad broke the kiss and spat in to Jamal's mouth having a desired effect turning Jamal on even more, kissing Jamal harder he felt his arms circling around his neck holding him close, their tongues battling again swirling the saliva around. The slopping sound of overloaded precum seeping out of Jamal's now loosened hole. Finally Conrad eased down and settled in to a steady fucking motion that still carried plenty of force giving Jamal a feeling of being stabbed internally. A white foam slowly building at the base of Conrad's cock shaft and around Jamal's hole from the precum being whipped up. Conrad lifted his head and held Jamal's down 'You sure?' he asked jabbing his cock hard several times and watching Jamal's eyes open wider then wince in pain, he gasped and moaned 'Fuck yes do it' he cried out. Conrad shifted his body picking up the pace he started fucking quicker and harder 'You are getting it anyway' he said looking down smirking at Jamal. The tell tell signs of his impeding orgasm started with a tingle in his balls, he looked down at Jamal his mouth partly open 'Not going to pull out' he exclaimed in a loud resolute tone engaging eye contact with him 'Oh fuck' Jamal replied arching his neck backwards then his body. Relentlessly the thrusts came quicker and quicker his balls slapping against Jamal's arse got louder, he grabbed Conrad's arms holding on tight to him, like lightening he felt the contraction in his balls. His half toxic laden seed travelling rapidly up to the ejaculatory duct flowing in to his urethra where the rhythmic muscle movements took charge propelling his seed forward along the shaft with enormous power behind it. 'Fuuuck' Conrad cried out 'fill you up' he rasped with his body floating in orgasm shocks, hips ramming hard against Jamal's arse. Jamal gave an agonising squeal with every deep and forceful jab coming from Conrad until the last few drops of seed left his body passing in to Jamal. Conrad cried out the last orgasm shook in his body and he collapsed in a heap on top of Jamal sweating profusely. Jamal wrapped his arms around Conrad's body 'Holy fuck' Jamal said panting trying to gather his own thoughts, the adrenaline rush still washing over him blurring all sense of normality. Soft moans escaping his lips whilst Conrad continued gently pushing his hips down in post fuck syndrome, his cock remaining fully erect. The small ring of foam that created where they were joined was now tinged in the slightest shade of pink. Conrad laid on top savouring the feeling of his cock buried deep in Jamal, he was aghast at himself wondering where this aggressive fucker had come from. It had shrouded his self being and took charge fucking Jamal like a rag doll, ignoring the cries and watering eyes as he coped to take the full brunt of Conrad's powerful sex. Jamal held on to Conrad's body their sweat melding together, each passing minute his body began to relax until finally Conrad's body seemed to enter a tranquil state. His hips persistently grinding for over ten minutes before Conrad felt sufficiently satisfied and laid still. Jamal wiped his forehead and kissed Conrad's neck "Where did that come from?" he asked. Conrad moved his head slightly "I don't know what came over me" he mumbled softly. Conrad wriggled unable to pull his cock out "Ouch, wait until it gets soft" Jamal said stroking his back. "It felt you was beating me up inside" Jamal said kissing his neck "fuck that was amazing". Conrad lifted his head and looked at Jamal "Did I hurt you?" he asked with a guilty expression. Jamal nodded "At first but something inside me craved and wanted you to do it harder" he replied. "Maybe our bodies were in tune and I knew you wanted it hard" Conrad tried to explain himself away. Jamal chuckled "Hard!" he exclaimed "that was bordering on body shattering" he said stroking his face. Conrad lowered his head and kissed Jamal "You want me to do it again?" he asked grinning. "Fuck no Con!" Jamal replied looking shock "I think you wrecked my whole body let alone my arse" he replied stroking Conrad's back. Conrad rubbed his hips to Jamal's arse "I need these two weeks to get over that" Jamal said smiling up at him. Gently he managed to extract his cock and rolled on to his back staring up at the ceiling, he had just had the most incredible fuck, his body felt good. A smile on his face he turned to look at Jamal who was staring at him, Jamal raised his hand and stroked Conrad's face, his fingers running over the delicate juicy lips that he loved to kiss so much. His hand roamed lower down the torso and between Conrad's legs until he felt the light covering of hair leading to his hole. Conrad giggled between moans at the presence of the finger teasing his hole, one kiss and Jamal slid on top of Conrad and restoring the balance of power. Slowly working his cock deeper, Conrad grabbing hold of Jamal's arse pulling him forward penetrating deep, he gasped before their mouths met in a deep kiss. Hips delicately coveting Conrad's hole in deep purposeful strokes, speeding up then slowing repeating the same course for nearly thirty minutes before Jamal let himself go enjoying his orgasm that had built all through their sex, he looked down at Conrad ginning 'Yeah you like getting my half Moroccan baby making juice in you' he said then kissed and held Conrad in his arms. The exhilaration and pleasure he felt flowed in to Conrad like jolts of electricity passing between them. A drop of sweat landed on Conrad's lips, his tongue flickered tasting the sweet saltiness and imagining the energy that resulted in it's creation. Jamal rolled off on to his back, Conrad's hand seeking his holding it tightly. Panting, covered in sweat lying there with only the sounds of heavy breathing. "I need to sleep" Conrad finally said turning his head to look at Jamal "thank god you have those tablets". Jamal grinned "Why?" he asked rubbing his finger over Conrad's nipple. "I made your arse bleed a little" Conrad softly said "that is quite dangerous I am not undetectable yet". Jamal leaned over and kissed him "Whatever" he said and using his tongue he pushed Conrad's mouth open. They held each other tightly kissing gently then looking at each other until Conrad fell asleep. Jamal laid there looking at him feeling a little patch of guilt for not telling Conrad the truth about the prep. It was a risk but Jamal wanted to be close to him forever, Conrad had changed Jamal's life in a few short weeks. He had opened a door and allowed Jamal to enter getting close and proving to him that being gay was not all about fluffy and pink. it was more about feeling free to express yourself and enjoy the sex. Jamal gulped hard in the silence of the bedroom with the enormity of his decision, it didn't worry him and soon enough he found his eyes closing. For the second time in as many weeks the virus gained easy entry and started spreading out attacking any defences it came into contact with turning it against the host. Working throughout the night and multiplying it was acting quickly detecting the remnants of dead virus particles spurring it on to conquer and be in charge. Adam came bounding in the bedroom full of beans halting for a moment admiring Jamal's naked body laying close to Conrad. 'Up, up, up' he shouted at the two stirring bodies, Conrad bounced off the bed in embarrassment instantly getting morning wood. Jamal rolled over too knackered to even register Adam in the room at first, Adam dragged Conrad to the bathroom standing at the door watching Conrad then turning his head to watch Jamal. His focus no where near on Conrad who was now standing in front of him. "Hey!" Conrad said in a hushed tone startling Adam "eyes off you dirty tramp" he said smiling. Adam grinned looking back at Jamal "Somehow I think you are more trampy than me, so he is gay then?" he asked looking to Conrad. "Maybe" Conrad replied putting his clothes on. "So who was squealing last night getting fucked?" Adam asked "tablets" he said to Conrad. Conrad smiled and nodded to Jamal "I went big on him last night maybe a little too much" he said. "Wrecked me more like" Jamal said stirring on the bed and glancing at Adam with a little grin. Adam picked up Conrad's bag and looked at Jamal "I need to have a go when I get back" he said swanning out. Jamal chuckled and threw on some underwear unable to utter a word from tiredness, he walked down the stairs with Conrad and Adam meeting Simon who was already waiting with Felix who was taking them to the airport. No sooner were they at the bottom of the stairs they said a quick good bye and were gone leaving Simon and Jamal standing there watching the limo drive down Hibiscus Drive. He could see the sadness in Jamal's eyes who was fixated until the rear lights of the limo disappeared turning on the main road. "Going to be strange without Conrad around" Simon said putting his hand on Jamal's shoulder. Jamal nodded "He is the only person that likes me as a real friend" he replied. "Wondered if you two were falling in love with each other" Simon said more as comment than question. Jamal looked at him "No" he replied "I stopped taking the tablets you gave me" he said waiting for a reaction. Simon put his arm around him "Be very sure about that decision Jamal" he replied in a warning tone. Jamal nodded "I let him fuck me last night, well not so much fuck but wreck my arse" he said sheepishly. "Sore arse?" Simon asked, Jamal nodded "want me to make it hurt even more?" he asked half joking. Jamal moved his hand and squeezed Simons arse "Not a chance" he replied "maybe in a couple of days". "I will hold you to that" Simon replied kissing his head "might even let you fuck me" he added. Jamal grinned "There is no might about it" he replied "got any coffee on the go?". Simon laughed "Come on" he said guiding Jamal to the kitchen "and stay here as long as you want". Jamal looked at him "Your fucking weird" he retorted smiling "I don't get you sometimes but thank you". Simon walked ahead "Me weird, you should take a look at yourself" he replied laughing.

Also... we see so damned many pull out scenes for the top to cum. We know what cum looks like. It would have been a hundred times hotter to have the top spasming inside the boy and you see it on ultrasound.

2. Opening Up "In here," Tiago said, opening a door to a white, brightly lit room. In the middle was an examination table, complete with a set of metal stirrups at the base. James walked in, blinking in the bright light, and Fabien brought up the rear. "Can you get the kit from the closet?" Tiago asked Fabien. Fabien nodded, and walked back out. Tiago turned his attention back to James. "We'll need to do a full physical examination," he said. "Can you strip down for me?" James was still a bit dazed, and took off his shoes and sock, then his shirt and pants. He stood there in his underwear. Tiago looked him over. It was hard to miss the bruised on his face, body, and arms. Nor how his eyes were hollow and empty. Tiago felt his dick twitch, but it was too early to think about that. The boy had been through a lot, but his journey had barely begun. "All the way," Tiago said. "Everything?" James asked. He needed the little bit of protection his underwear offered. He didn't want to be completely naked, especially when Fabien came back. "Everything," Tiago said. "What do you think of Fabien?" "Uh..." James started. He pushed the underwear down and stepped out of them. His dick was soft and limp; the last thing on his mind was sex. He wasn't sure if he ever wanted to be touched again. "I saw you checking him out," Tiago said. From his pocket, he pulled out a phone and another device. He fumbled with the two for a moment, then placed the tripod on the desk, arranging it so the phone pointed directly at James. He tapped the screen. "I have to record this. Now. What happened last night?" "This guy. Conrad. He lives in my building. He invited me over, and I went." "Were you high?" "Yeah. And he gave me more." Tiago's dick was starting to grow. "Did you have sex?" "Yeah. He fucked me." "Did it hurt?" James opened his mouth, but as he started to speak, Fabien walked back in with a black canvas gym bag. "This?" he asked Tiago. "Yeah," Tiago responded. "Close the door," he said, and turned back to James. "Did it hurt?" he asked. "Him fucking you?" "Yeah," James said. He looked up from the floor just enough to see that both Fabien and Tiago were watching him. He felt like a mouse, and the two cats were just playing with him. "Did you ask him to stop?" Tiago asked. "Yeah," James said. He could hear Conrad's laugh. It was harsh and joyous, disturbing and amusing. Conrad had gotten off on James's suffering. "Did he?" "No." James was trembling, remembering how the man's cock had felt inside him. It had been white-hot, burning him. "He didn't." He started to cry, hating his weakness in front of the alpha males. "None of them did." "Them? How many were there?" Tiago saw Fabien rub his groin. "Three," James said. "I think." "Think?" Fabien said. "Could have been more?" "I don't know. I can't remember." He was shaking, cold, tired and sore. "It's going to be all right," Tiago said. "We just need to do a physical examination. Can you get up here?" He pointed at the examination table. "Now, lie back," he continued. "I'm going to put your feet in the stirrups." He didn't wait for James to say anything, but put first his right foot, then left in the leather loops. He tightened them slightly. "Please. No," James said, desperate. "I can't...," he started, but he choked and never finished the sentence. "It's ok," Tiago said calmly and gently. "It just holds your legs in place." Tiago didn't mention how the position left James's ass exposed and defenseless. "Relax," he told James. "We're just going check you out." James closed his eyes. He heard Tiago unzip the bag, and heard the clink of metal against metal. He shivered. It reminded him of the sound the metal carabiners had made as he struggled to escape Conrad's bedroom. He hated that when he thought about it, he couldn't remember any of the details, no matter how hard he tried. But yet, the slightest noise would remind him of one more unbearable moment from the night. "Just relax," Tiago said. His voice was now coming from right by James. "I'm going to adjust the head." He grabbed the pad James's head was resting on, and slid it into a pocket on the exam table. He used his free hand to cradle James's head, and Tiago gently lowered it, so it was hanging off the side of the exam table. James carefully breathed in and out, forcing himself to relax. He was aware of just how naked he was, and how exposed his hole was. Now his mouth felt equally vulnerable. He opened his eyes, and saw Tiago kneeling down, a flashlight in his hand. Standing next to him was Fabien. James could just barely make out the outline of Fabien's cockhead; the denim was lightly frayed, like he was often erect. James had a vision of a thick cock from the night before. He had been in the same position as he was now, his head hanging off the side of the bed. A man had forced his cock into James's mouth and down his throat. He remembered gagging, and the man only pushing deeper. He gasped, and shut his mouth. "Wait," Tiago started to say. "Please," James grunted, then closed his mouth and eyes. James was trembling a bit; he felt his cock try to climb inside him. "Please," Tiago said. "I need to examine you mouth." James tried to open his mouth; he would get it half way, before he remembered choking on a cock, and close it. "Can you open it?" James finally shook his head no. He knew it was too scary. "Let me try something," Tiago said. "Is that ok?" James nodded. "Open your mouth. Just a little." James opened, and Tiago slid a thin wire assembly. It was cold, and James shivered. "Give it a second," Tiago said. He ran his hand over James's exposed body. James focused on the touch, trying not to remember how Conrad had done the same thing as he had played with James's hole. "Better?" he asked. James nodded, and Tiago continued. "Here we go," he said, and pinched the levers to the side together slightly. In James's mouth, the wire assembly sprang open, forcing his mouth open. James lost it. "Fuck, please. Please, please," he said, struggling against the metal restraints. "I can't." As James begged, Tiago noticed that Fabien had stopped trying to hide his dick. The black man was now plainly stroking it, staring at James's futile struggle against the mouth spreader "Sorry," Tiago quickly said, and snapped the spreader back closed. "It's ok. We don't need to use this right now." Fabien stopped stroking as Tiago smoothly pulled the spreader out, and popped out the head support. "Relax," he said. "It's going to be ok. Breathe." He held James's hand, as the boy's breathing slowly returned to normal. "That's ok. I'm going to get something, ok?" James nodded. Tiago let go of the boy's hand, but kept touching the boy. He looked up long enough to see Fabien still watching the two. He was still young, and hadn't yet learned a good poker face. He was horny, and he couldn't hide it. He winked at Fabien, then turned back to James. "I'm gonna get you something," he said, "Something to help you calm down. It'll be just a second, ok?" James nodded. He was crying slightly, and his eyes were red. He hated being naked, his ass still exposed. But it wouldn't be that much longer. So much had happened, and he needed some time to process it. But, before he could say anything, Tiago returned. "Open your mouth," he said. "It's going to calm you down." He took James's hand, and repeated himself. "Calm you down." James opened his mouth slightly, and quickly, the doctor inserted a pipette into his mouth. He squeezed the plastic bulb, and a thick liquid hit the back of James's mouth. Before he realized what he was doing, he swallowed. "That wasn't so bad, was it?" Tiago said, as he handed the used pipette to Fabien. "It's ok?" James said, still trying to hold himself together. "It's hard," he said. "Hard to remember." "It's good to remember," Tiago said. "It helps." Fabien smelled his fingers from where he had held the pipette. "What was that?" he asked. "It's ok," Tiago said James, not yet acknowledging Fabien's question. "Right? It's ok?" "Yeah," James finally managed. "I think." "Good," Tiago said. He turned his attention to Fabien. "It's called GHB. It's good for anxiety and panic. It's sometimes used as a club drug too. But this is how it is supposed to used." "GHB?" James said, finally realizing what he had just swallowed. "No, man. I just can't. I remember taking it. With him." He left the antecedent blank. Even thinking about Conrad's name was hard. "Just breath," Tiago said. "This is ok. This is what it's supposed to be used for. Relax. This is ok." "I know. I need to do this." "Yeah. You can do this. I'm here. Fabien is here." Tiago held one of James's hands, and Fabien took the other. "Just breathe. Relax. It's going to be ok." Slowly, James's breathing slowed down, and he stopped shaking. "You doing better?" "Yeah," James finally said. He hated that they had seen that. He had wanted to be strong for Tiago and for Fabien. "I'm sorry." "It's ok. It's hard," Tiago said. "Let's just talk for now. Is there a part of it that you want to talk about?" "I don't know. It's all. I don't know. Hard." "I know. It can be very intense." He focused his eyes on James. "Did you suck dick like that? With your head back?" "Yeah," James said. He tried not to think about gagging on the unknown man's cock. "I did. I gagged." He remembered choking, needing to breathe and not being able to. He started to tremble again. "Relax," Tiago immediately said. "It's ok. It's in the past." James started to calm down again. "You got fucked as well, right?" "Yeah," James said a second time. It was getting easier for him to remember what had happened, like so many dots were starting to resolve into an image. "I did." There had been a few men. They had all used his holes. "You're strong," Tiago said to him. It made James feel good. "It's good, isn't it? To remember. To share?" "Yeah," James said. He was feeling warm and calm. It was the G kicking in. He didn't mind it. "It's easier now. Talking about it." "Isn't it. Did they all fuck you raw?" Tiago asked. "I know how much you like it bareback." "Yeah. They all did," James said. It was the third thing he had admitted to Tiago. He wasn't as scared any longer, and it was easy to talk to Tiago. James wanted to tell him all the hard things. "That's ok," Tiago said. "It was ok to take their loads." Tiago's dick was dripping in his trousers. He wanted to fuck the boy, but he needed to eased into it. "It felt good," James said. "Inside me." "It does feel good," Tiago said. He turned to Fabien. "We're going to have to do an anal swab on him." Fabien was holding one of James's hands. But his other hand was discreetly rubbing against his dickhead. "Turned on by this?" Tiago asked. "Yeah," Fabien said. "He's really hot. And the story. Wow." "That's good. You said you liked Fabien, didn't you?" Tiago said. He was staring right at James, and nodding his head. James's head was spinning. He had said how hot Fabien was. This was just fun in the office, though. It wouldn't go anywhere. "Yeah, he is hot." Tiago smiled. "Yeah. And his story is intense. Just remember it can be hard for the person talking about it." He turns back to James. "I know this is hard. But we need to continue, OK? The sooner we get this done, the sooner we can move on to bigger things." Tiago nodded his head again. James imitated his movements, already spaced out on G. "Yeah," James said. "Get it over with. But I'm...." He started, but then trailed off. "Scared?" Tiago asked. "Yeah." "That's all right. We can get this done quickly, OK?" Tiago smiled and nodded. James mirrored him. "We can help you, is that good?" "Yeah. Just be here. With me." "Of course," Tiago smiled, and turned to Fabien. "Under the table by his waist and chest," he said. The black boy produced two restraining straps, matched by the ones the doctor was holding. "On three." Fabien smiled, and held the straps at the ready. "One. Two. Three." Before James knew what was happening, Tiago was tightening the strap around his chest, holding him in place. "It's all right," Tiago whispered into James's ear, as the boy struggled not to have a full-fledged panic attack. "Just relax. I hope this is going to go by quickly."

First time poster, just wondering what everyone’s first time at a bathhouse was like! Mine was with an ex. We went in and i was nervous but we quickly undressed and started wandering around. Quickly built more confidence, rubbing on guys as we walked by, watching guys fucking in their rooms with the doors open while I stroked. Eventually we made our way to the glory hole area. This bathhouse had an elevated one so you could stand on a ledge, put your cock through a hole, and someone could walk by and suck standing. Anyway, this hot daddy came and started really working over my cock for about 15 minutes. I mean really working it, deep throating, sucking my balls, tongue working my taint. Finally I just exploded in his mouth without warning. My ex (we were dating at the time) watched the whole thing and loved it. After, I went over to him as he was getting sucked off at another hole and started making out with him. Then a total muscle stud came up and put my cock in his mouth and started working me over again. A few minutes later this hot twink came up, dropped to his knees behind me, and started eating my ass! All while I was making out with my ex while he was being sucked off. We eventually broke off from the group and found a sling, right next to a big mattress. The mattress already had a guy getting plowed and a good group watching, so my ex and I decided to join in. I climbed up in the sling and my ex started going to town on me, fucking me hard while everyone watched, stroking, enjoying the show. Eventually the twink who ate my ass earlier came up and started sucking my cock. That was what tipped me over the edge - I shot in his mouth and spasmed on my ex’s cock, which made him breed me!! It was so hot, maybe about 10-15 minutes in the sling is all. But as I got down, cum dripping out of my used hole, the other couple was still going to town on the mattress. We watched for a bit, spent, then decided to head out for sleep. What were everyone else’s first time’s like!?

After a long time I finally hooked up with my regular fuck buddy. When he rang the door I opened it and with him were two young studs. I asked who they were and he said his nephews. I asked their age and they showed me they were 18&19. He wanted to show them man sex we went into the bedroom and both got naked The uncle are my ass for a while then invited the nephews to go ahead. the 19 year old had a slim dick but long. He slipped right in and started to pound away. I could feel him tense up and then he let out a huge load in me. The other one slipped right in after him and gave me his load Then the uncle fucked me. we rested a while then all three fucked me again

Have never seen anything like this, its hot as fuck! [think before following links] [think before following links] https://www.boyfriendtv.com/videos/539186/anal-sex-ultrasound/

Similar to what I wrote a few weeks ago in the thread about how we learned to masturbate, my discovery was the result of curiosity followed-up by experimentation. At the time, I had had a single experience with vaginal sex. So I knew firsthand how good it could feel to have one's cock inside a warm fleshy hole. But back then, it was harder for me to imagine getting actual pleasure from my ass. Growing up, I experienced frequent bouts of constipation. Due to the constipation itself and the occasional suppositories that I was given as a result, I only knew that if I was aware of any feelings in my ass they were generally ones of discomfort. I knew I was turned on by the thought of sex with guys, and I understood that anal sex was one of the main ways that guys had sex with each other. Because my own ass was a source of pain and discomfort, I just assumed that it was the same for most people. And because of that, I naively also assumed that the top position (even though I wouldn't become aware of that term for another year or so) would be the default position for most gay and bi men. I figured that any time two guys hooked up there'd be intense bargaining over who gets to fuck who. I imagined that most encounters probably resulted in flip fucks, with the 'losing' partner having to endure his fucking first, while hoping that the top would finish as quickly as possible, praying that he wouldn't renege on his promise to switch positions after he'd cum. Then I was chatting with someone on a LGBT peer support line, and I mentioned that one of the things that made me nervous about trying to find a boyfriend without my parents finding out, was what if I go through all that trouble and risk of being 'outed', and I end up meeting someone only to find out that he's unwilling to accept an equal split when when it comes to fucking vs being fucked. She responded with something that I'd never even considered, informing me that there are lots of guys who really enjoy being the receptive partner, including some who enjoy that role exclusively. That seemed unfathomable to me, because I knew that fucking felt great. Why would someone consistently forego that in order to take it up the ass - something which I assumed felt uncomfortable at best? I decided I needed to experiment and find out for myself. Absent access to actual cock, I turned to household items. I noticed that one of the (appropriately named) joysticks for our family computer didn't have a molded handle grip, but was rather round, smooth, and not intimidatingly thick. I actually bought condoms for the experiment when my mom sent me to the nearby mall to pick up a few groceries. I wanted to keep the joystick relatively clean by not inserting it into my ass uncovered. I didn't buy any lube. The condoms were pre-lubed with a spermicidal jelly. But I also remembered that we did have a bottle of baby oil in the bathroom. I knew from sex ed that oil was bad for latex, but I figured it would be okay since I only wanted to get a sense of what it felt like and would probably be done before the latex had a chance to break down. I remember coating my hole with it, then laying on my back with my legs elevated, and slowly pressing the handle into my ass. The handle was tapered, so once the tip pushed through, the rest of the shaft followed quite easily. To my surprise, there was no real discomfort. I didn't immediately feel that it was pleasurable. But it certainly wasn't a bad feeling. It just felt kind of odd having this hard foreign object lodged inside me. I started to slide it in and out, and that too became easier as the oil and the jelly began to get spread around inside my rectum. And then as I laid there and continued to fuck myself, my life's path changed on the spot, as I began to relax and found myself imagining, "what if this was someone's actual cock? What if at that moment I could gaze up at somebody whose cock was thrusting inside me and I could see the pleasure on his face? How exciting would it be to watch a man shudder in climax while still inside me, knowing that it was my body that gave him that orgasm?" And I had other transgressive thoughts like, "how horrified would my parents be if their son disregarded his conservative homophobic evangelical upbringing to not only have sex outside of marriage, but gay sex? And not just any gay sex, but as the receptive partner who's submissively offering up his hole to be used, similar to how a woman gets fucked?" And when I snapped out of those thoughts, I glanced down at my own cock. It was hard as it had ever been, and was leaking precum. It was in that moment that I started to get a glimpse of how much potential pleasure I could get through my ass. Any notion that I'd previously held that guys must only enjoy topping, immediately vanished. The real question was whether I'd ever want to do anything other than bottom. And that was also the beginning of my realization that shame could be harnessed for my own sexual gratification too.

This is a true story and my post first on here, I'm 23, horny and I had never barebacked before. To get me through lockdown I discovered popperbating, i've probably gone through 10 bottles in the last 2 months. The videos coached me to be a pig, a cumdump and to never refuse a load. Before this I was ignorant, if someone asked for bareback I'd refuse them like they had the plague. How wrong I was. The problem is, i'm the horniest I've ever been, and no amount of porn or wanking can 'scratch the itch' I was now feeling. With Coronavirus, Grindr has been very hit and miss. A lot of anonymous profiles have popped up to hide the shame they may encounter from showing their faces. This didn't bother me, I hadn't been fucked in 4 months and with each day my craving was getting harder and harder but so was finding someone willing to meet. I wanted to meet anyone as long as they had a cock. My usual preferences went out the window, I was ready to be used and abused. My hopes were dashing, with each miss I was losing faith in Grindr and other sites, my town in Devon was just full of time wasters so I was ready to uninstall. Until I had a message from an anon profile called "BB Fucker". With a name like "BB Fucker" it's easier to cut the BS and get straight to it. "Location?" I asked. Instantly he shared it and I said i'd be there in 5 minutes. I don't think i've ever left the house so fast. It actually caught me off guard, I was so unprepared. I quickly grabbed my best bottle of poppers and was in the car in under 30 seconds. I don't think the smile left my face the entire journey there. When I arrived, I message asking for their house number. "BB Fucker" was now offline. I messaged again asking them where they are and sent my location. I was promptly blocked. I was furious. I've met time wasters before, but this encounter thoroughly pissed me off. I was so close to just driving to a city in hopes of finding a new cluster of promiscuous gays, the type that might actually agree to meet me. Then a new profile appeared, "Hung egg-plant emoji, safe fun". They were within 500 feet so I thought, why not, a wrapped dick is better than no dick at all. So I sent them a message "I'm close, wanna fuck me now?". The longest 5 minutes of my life, I was about to drive off until I heard that famous ding. "I'm in flat 23 .... doors open". I don't quite remember but I think I ran. I walked in and saw a middle eastern man standing there with his dick out. He said something but I didn't catch it, I was straight on my knees sucking his cock. He pulled away. "Do you have a condom?" he said. "Urm let me check", knowing full well I didn't. "I don't sorry, do you?", praying he would say no but off he went to check. I think my face went white when he came back with a brand new box from his flat mates bedroom. I was gutted but dick is dick. Much to my annoyance, it was one of those bright red ones and he made me suck him wearing it. I may as well have sucked off a balloon animal. I took a deep hit of poppers, may be the high will stop me caring so much. Fuck, I needed a dick in my ass and I needed it now. I started demanding he fuck me hard now. But he wanted me to suck him more. I felt like telling the balloon animal to fuck off but his dick was thick and he was my only hope of getting a fuck that day. I sucked him, trying to make a hole in the condom. He started to film me. My first thought was great, i'm going to end up on only fans or something with the most boring fuck ever. I pulled away and bent over, I wanted him to lick my hole. "I don't do that sorry", fuck sake anything else I thought to myself. He started to fuck me, slowly and gently. I shouted "harder" until he finally got into the rhythm. I asked him to cum in me when he's ready and he promptly switched the camera off. "No, safe only". Then the camera went back on. Until he started pulling out for long periods of time. I couldn't work out what he was doing, it was thrust, wait 10 seconds, thrust... I thought he can't be close already... I tried to turn around but he pushed my head into the bed and started fucking me hard and fast. I could feel him cumming in me. Spurt after spurt, I'd never felt anything quite like that before. I went from barely excited to cumming instantly, that had never happened before. I turned around to see the condom on the floor. "It broke I'm sorry I don't know what happened" he claimed. Yeah... sure you didn't, all I was thinking was, I was just used for a stealthing video and his act was a cover up. He apologised and asked if I was clean. My answer was obviously yes, I was recently tested and hadn't fucked in months. "Good" as he walked into his bathroom. I picked up the condom off the floor, completely intact. Lying fucker. I'm satisfied I got my first load in my ass, just a little pissed to be used in that way and not get to enjoy a full BB fuck. I said to him after, "you know, I would've fucked BB anyway if you'd just asked?" to which the camera went back on, oddly, "I'm so sorry the condom broke, I only ever play safe I didn't mean it", camera off. I guess he got to live out his condom to bareback fantasy, even if I did have to put up with the god awful acting. When I left, I messaged asking for a copy of the Condom to Bareback video or a link to it when it's uploaded. To no surprise - blocked. I still left with a smile on my face and swiftly changed my grindr name to "Egg plant, water emoji - dump", stupid Grindr blocking my new favourite words. I felt like I had been baptised, seeing sex in a whole new light. Cum is now my drug, and I need my next fix now. Attached a pic of the aftermath 🙂

My Boy’s Double Breeding My boy and I love to share his holes with other guys, preferably raw. I just love seeing other guy’s breed him, especially if we know that they’re POZ or didn’t stop to ask their status. I’d say I’m there nearly every time he takes a stranger’s load, but he surprised me one day last summer with some fresh cum dripping out of his ass after a run. My boy went out for his jog one Saturday morning. He was gone a bit longer than usual. I’d planned on having breakfast ready when he got back, but he seemed to be taking a while. I knew I shouldn’t be worried, so I didn’t bother texting him. I figured I’d finish the eggs when he got back while he was showering off. About twenty minutes later, my boy came in the front door, panting, grinning, and dripping with sweat. His shirt was tucked into the back of his spandex shorts and I gave him a big hug and a kiss on his sweaty lips. He melted into me, moaning. I slid my hands down to his ass and he pulled away and winked. As he headed to the bathroom, he looked back and me and grabbed his shirt, revealing his shapely buns in their spandex. I saw a dark streak in the crack of his shorts. I raised my eyebrow and followed him to the shower. He stripped down and showed me his sexy ass, spreading his cheeks. As he bent over the edge of the tub, I saw a glob of cum ooze out of his puffy hole. My boy was proud of himself. I leaned forward and lapped it up. ‘Fresh cream?’ He giggled and moaned as I lapped at his slutty freshly fucked hole. Turns out, he’d taken a different route through the park today and saw a handsome stranger leaning against a tree. He told me everything as I ate his cummy hole. He made an extra loop and passed by the man again, this time with a buddy standing together. When he ran by again, he pulled his shirt up over his head and slowed down, sliding his hands down his tight abs into his shorts. One of the guys winked and gestured to the bushes. My boy ran a few steps ahead of them and leaned against a tree, pulling his shorts down below the cleft of his ass. Without even looking around, one guy whipped a big hard cock out and slid right in, raw. The other guy was whispering filthy things, ‘take that raw dick, slut!’ ‘You want that load, don’t you?’ My boy just moaned approval. The other guy had whipped his dick out too, and my boy saw a telltale biohazard tattoo peeking out of his pubes as he jerked off. The wanker was about to cum, but the guy pounding my boy didn’t want to stop, so he aimed his dick at my boy’s lower back and shot his load where gravity would deliver it to its rightful home. The extra lube and fucking that POZ load was too much for the top stranger to take and he fired his load deep into my boy’s ass. Before my boy could catch his breath, the men were gone. My boy tucked his shirt into his pants to cover the seed oozing out of him and headed right back to me, eager to share his fresh deposits. I got so hot I couldn’t help but spit some of the cum I’d been savoring in my mouth onto my dick and jammed myself into my boy’s freshly bred hole. It only took me a few moments to add my load to those already simmering in his guts. We showered together and ate breakfast. I knew next Saturday we’d go jogging together.

A friend is doing tattoos from home I go over to fix his computer and he has 2 men getting Bio Hazard tattoos. They look at me like a piece of virgin meat.

Part 7 My entire mind was focused on my arse… I could feel the man fucking me - he new how to use his dick. It was pushing all my buttons. “You like that, bitch?” he asked, giving my arse a heavy slap. “There are about fifty guys here tonight, cunt, and every one of them is going to fuck you…” he continued. I groaned. “We’re going to work those tits till they’re scabbed over and bleeding and then we’re going to pierce them. We’re going to tattoo you as our bitch,” I had no idea whether any of it was true… I just knew I had been ordered to co-operate. “I need to sit down with Ken and find out what I can do to you and what I can’t.” He picked up the pace of his fucking, slamming deep into my arse with each word. “At. Least. I. Know. I. Can. Do. This!” each word elicited a groan from me as his dick found all my sensitive spots. With a roar, the guy fucking me came! I could feel every spurt of his white hot cum as it painted the inside of my arse. I did not have long to wait till the next cock slid up my chute. My fucker removed the rag tied around my mouth and wiped his cock and balls with it and gave his rank armpits a wipe down too. As he tied the rag around my head again, I could smell the sweat and the cum from my fuck and the piss from earlier. My cock gave a lurch. “The bitch needs something on his tits,” I heard a voice say. “Breathe deeply,” I was instructed and the amyl soaked rag was held over my nose and mouth. At the same time, some nipple clamps were fixed to my nipples. They felt wonderful - I suspected the sensation would get more and more intense as the evening wore on. “I’ll set it for 20 minutes,” I heard another voice say. I was focusing on the fucking I was receiving. This dick was thinner than the previous one but longer. “Mick! I can feel your load in there!” the man shouted I presume to the bloke who had fucked me before. “Your arse is going to be overflowing. We’re going to make you drink every drop of cum that we blow up there,”Your arse is going to be full of piss and cum and anything else we shove up there,” - fuck these guys liked to talk! I groaned as his dick found the deepest parts of my arse. My dick was burping out a stead stream of pre-cum,and I was pouring sweat. I breathed deeply, enjoying the smell of my armpits. “It’s almost 20,” I heard a voice say as the popper rag was placed over my nose and mouth again. I gasped as the nipple clamps were removed from my nips and groaned as they were rotated 90 degrees and re-applied. Fuck! So that’s what the 20 minutes was for! “Feel good cunt?” a voice asked. “Hnnnnnhhhh Fuck! Yes Sir!”was all I managed to gasp as my senses were overloaded with my throbbing tits, my full arse, the pungent smell of sweat and god knows what else assailing my nostrils and the chems touring through my veins. With a roar, the man came and again I felt his load painting my insides. I felt someone forcing a plug up my arse and undoing my restraints. At least they were looking after me. The guy who had just fucked me wiped me down with the by now sodden cloth and placed it in a sealed container. “To retain the freshness!” he explained to me with sadistic smirk. He then handed me the popper soaked rag and told to take ten big huffs. My head was swimming! “Take ten more” he ordered. As I huffed he twisted and pulled the clamps on my tits. As I finished the last huff, he removed the clamps and rotated them 90 degrees and reapplied them. I groaned - this was going to fuck me up! Master Ken walked up to me and handed me some electrolyte replacement drinks and a later of water. “Drink up,” he ordered and kissed me as he worked the clamps on my nipples.

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Fantastic as usual. Con found a new side of himself. Awesome. Finally had to look up "Oik". Lol Your stories are one of the few things that keep me coming back to this site. Thank you.

[think before following links] https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph55fde3e4220fe&pkey=53347031

just took a quick pump and dump from a hot new breeder who has only fucked me a few times. texted me to come over, get blindfolded and take his load. no idea what he looks like but the dick is good and he always leaves my hole dripping. he has never said a word to me so I don't even know what he sounds like and I'm such a cumslut that I'm not even curious what he looks like or his age, race, status or body type are. he likes fucking slutty faggots and that's good enough for me.

This is one of those questions that screams out for multiple-choice answers. Something like: a) I don't like repeats, even once; I might repeat if I had to, but I'm all about a successful chase. No chase, no interest. b) I'm okay with repeats, but I get bored pretty quickly with the same guy, so 3-4 times, and I'm done. c) I like repeats just fine - the important thing to me is getting it regularly, so I don't care if it's the same guy steadily for a while, or if I mix it up. d) I like repeats - if there's a connection, or the sex is really good, why wouldn't you? Doesn't have to be a relationship, but a regular partner is a good thing. e) I really prefer repeats - I'm not opposed to NSA/random sex, but it seems better to me as you get more used to each other and you learn how to push each other's buttons just right. f) I don't really like one-offs - I realize there's no guarantee of ongoing sex but I don't sleep with someone unless there's something already developing that could lend itself to a longer-term interaction, if not exactly a relationship. g) I don't have sex outside a relationship and don't have it until we're clearly headed into one. I think many guys start out near the top of the spectrum (at least, they did back when I was first coming out in the late 70's and early 80's), and may move closer to the middle over time. Conversely, some guys brought up that casual sex is just wrong may start out near or at the bottom of this spectrum, and as they shed some of the guilt over sex, they may move closer to the middle as well. But not all. Some guys, once they find a guy they really like, may zoom from c to f/g pretty quickly. Some guys may start at g, move up to, say, b, then return back to e or f. Some guys get jaded down at e/f/g and say "screw it" and move towards a/b because they're convinced no monogamous/mostly-monogamous relationship will actually work out. Personally, I'm at (d). But I also recognize that not being a "hot commodity" type, repeats aren't a really frequent occurrence.

I so agree. I didn’t like the idea of Jam appearing in the story but so glad that he’s been the support Con needs. Great story as usual and so looking forward to the next chapter.

A New Weapon It was a guilty pleasure that I had found again. The guilt was bigger since I was now older and truly knew the effects of the bug, but the pleasure was greater too. I had the pleasure of watching one of my latest converts becoming a breeding machine and eager to build his own list of victims. The more I thought about it the harder I got. Collegeboy wasn't the only one and I wondered if Dragonboy's cousin was up for passing his bug along too. Each time I logged on to one of my cruising sites or apps I looked for someone that might be that perfect first one for the cousin. I wasn't sure that he would be interested or even if Dragonboy would let him do it. It seemed that they had an almost brotherly relationship. Dragonboy watched out for him most of the time and the cousin would want to go out and do his own thing, trying to not let Dragonboy run his life. So, I looked. I even set up a few searches "neg for poz", "neg for anything", "no loads refused", etc. just like I had after I caught the bug. I chatted with a couple guys, just to see how serious they were or if they left off that critical bit of information like being on prep. Some of the guys were almost perfect but had one or two things that ruled them out. A couple of those I saved for myself. The blond, 20 year old ex-gymnast that thought he was invincible ("I've taken poz loads before and I'm still neg" he liked to remind me) was a lot of fun. Three fucks and seven loads later, he couldn't meet up since he wasn't feeling good. I'm going to miss feeling that greedy, muscled, bubble butt bounce off my hips as I drilled into him, telling how I was going to do what no one else had. Or the 24 year old gamer that talked a good line, but when it came time to fuck he was almost too tight and nothing like the well-used cumslut he claimed to be. I did finally get it in, but I left him whimpering with two big loads soaking into his trashed hole. He complained a week later that his ass still hurt. And then begged me a week after that to fuck him again. A week after that his profile was gone. I finally found a guy that was interested in meeting up and came close to fitting the cousin's preferences. He wasn't Chinese, but he was Asian and about the same size. Now I needed to see if I could get the cousin to breed his first guy, if he hadn't already. It took a few tries but I got in touch with Dragonboy. First I asked about his cousin and how he was doing. "He was in bad shape for 4 or 5 days. He thought it was Covid, but he only had two of the symptoms. I took him to the clinic you suggested and he found out what it really was" was his response. I replied "Does he understand? Is he OK? Are his numbers ok?" "Yes he does. I think he's ok. I don't know about numbers. The only one I saw on the sheet the doctor gave him was 800,000. He acts worried around me but I think its not true" he typed back quickly. I smiled and then sent back "Oh wow. Why?" "Is that a good number? I saw some of the websites he is visiting. He stares at his test results and gets a big grin on his face. In private, he seems to be happier than I have ever seen him since he came to stay with me. But he is somber and looks worried as soon as he sees me around. I caught him jerking off and he stared at the cum in his hand a minute and then smiled before he licked it up" Dragonboy replied. We chatted a bit more and I told him he needed to try and get his cousin to be honest with him. Almost as an afterthought I added "Maybe he needs to get back into the pool and get some sexual relief." "I don't know. The doctor said he's not to have any sex. There is a problem getting him medication" Dragonboy replied after a few minutes. It took several attempts at figuring out what to say next, but finally I typed "I think it is up to him. I'm sure we can find someone who doesn't care about his status or might want what he can give" as my reply. The conversation went dead at that point and I decided not to push it. A half hour later, I saw a tab flashing on my browser and when I clicked on it, I had a response from Dragonboy. "I don't think this is a good idea but he wants to. Do you know anyone or where we can find someone? Maybe someone that is already poz?" was his answer. It took a few days to set something up but my target was all excited and to be honest, so was I. I was also nervous, since I had never set anything like this up before. While I wanted to test drive the guy first, I knew I'd end up breeding him and that wouldn't be fair to Dragonboy's cousin. I'd be there as backup just in case the cousin didn't put out. I met the bottom (allcum4me) outside on the corner and took him the back way into my building. It was a little hard to tell if he was the guy from the profile with the mask that covered most of his face. The rest of the description matched, though, and I did see the long goatee poking out from the bottom of the mask and he had the long braided ponytail from the pictures. "Asian slut looking to find his limits" the profile said. He wasn't as clean cut as Dragonboy's cousin, but if the cousin wouldn't fuck him, then I would. His slender body was covered in a loose t-shirt and long athletic shorts. The skin that showed on his arms and legs was slightly darker than Dragonboy or his cousin and was made even darker by copious amounts of black ink. His ears were mostly metal from the piercings around the edge down to the gauged lobes that were stretched over an inch. The large septum ring I saw later completed the "I love piercings" look. I didn't tell him outright that my "friend" was newly poz and had a high viral load, but I had hinted at it and said that he was eager to top for the first time in a while. I'd also never asked him directly if he wanted a toxic load, but all of his messages hinted he did with several innuendos. Maybe he was too excited to get fucked by his first Asian cock in a few years to care about status. He confided in an early message that he had taken dozens of undetectable loads and found that it no longer had the thrill it once did and he wanted to get that adrenaline back. His profile did say "all loads taken" after all. Not much was said as we rode the elevator up to the roof and it stayed quiet until we got inside the locker room. "Let's see what ya got" I said with the same cocky tone that I usually had with these kinds of hookups. He pulled off his tee and laid in on the bench before pushing his hi-tops off and finally sliding his shorts down. I looked at him and raised my eyebrows saying "You can't suck with that mask on." Allcum4me took it off and laid it on top of his clothes. He was freeballing and his small cock was starting to get stiff. There was a thick patch of black pubes over his cock but it looked like his balls were shaved. Ink covered his chest and arms as well as both of his legs below the knees. Other than the three inch long goatee, the tufts of hair poking out from his armpits and the pubes, his body was smooth. I liked what I saw and hoped his attitude matched his appearance. It was my turn and I slid off my sandals and pushed my sweatpants off. I left the jockstrap on, slipped the mask over my head and then removed my tank top. When I looked up, I caught him licking his lips, so he seemed to like what I had to offer. Hopefully, he would like what Dragonboy's cousin had too. Since the cousin hadn't shown up yet, I decided it would be good to try out our victim's mouth. "Come here, you can suck me until he show's up" I said as I walked to the sauna. It would give us a little privacy in case someone unplanned showed up. Leaving the door open, I sat down on the top bench, pulled my cock out of the pouch and gave it a quick stroke. It was already getting hard and allcum4me knew what to do. He kneeled on the bottom bench and licked up and down the side of my shaft. He was pretty good and the more he worked his lips and tongue around my dick the better he got. I was surprised at how wide he could open his jaw and he never even grazed his teeth on my cock. He had been sucking for a little more than five minutes when I heard the locker room door open. My hands forced his face down into my pubes and I could feel him struggle to get off my dick, but I held him tight. One maskless head peeked around the corner and it was Dragonboy. Next his cousin looked in and grinned at us. I could tell he was looking the bottom over and the grin didn't diminish. They disappeared for a minute and both came into the sauna naked. I had let the bottom up and he gasped for air quickly but went back to sucking my cock without any additional encouragement from me. The light was a little dim but I could see the outline of a fresh snake tattoo wrapping around the cousin's leg with the head and fangs on his hip. As he came closer, I could see a biohazard symbol that the snake curled around on his upper thigh. The tattoo was obviously very recent and I was eager to see it when it was done. The cousin had a wicked grin on his face and it seemed that he was excited to share his new-found power. He definitely had a different attitude than any of the other times I had met him. He was not submissive at all and was becoming more aggressive by the second. He moved closer and gave a hard slap to the bottom's ass. The moment I saw his hand raised, I cupped my hand behind the bottoms head to hold him still. The cousin's hands spread the bottom's butt cheeks apart and he spit a few gobs on the hole. One hand moved in and he fingered the spit into the hole first with one finger and then two a few seconds later. Dragonboy stood off to the side and his face was one of bewilderment. I'm sure he had never pictured his cousin acting like this. I was surprised too, but it was quickly removing any doubt in my mind that he wouldn't perform. There was a sheen on his cock from some lube and he gave another stroke before moving in. I wasn't planning on spit roasting the bottom but that seemed to be what the cousin was intent on doing. Once his fingers were out of the way, he grabbed the bottom's hips and started to toy with the bottom's hole. I could hear and feel the whimpers from the bottom around my cock until without warning the cousin speared his cock in. This time a loud grunt was muffled by my cock. I had heard from several guys that after they converted they went from bottom to top or versatile. While this wasn't totally the case with the cousin, he was definitely in top mode now. He was a very different person from each of the times I had fucked him. Then, he knew that he was to give himself to the top. Now, he was the one using the bottom for his pleasure. There had been no hesitation, he came in and began to use this anonymous guy's ass right away. And use it he did. He wasn't one of those one dimensional tops that just penetrates, fucks for a few minutes and then breeds. The cousin started with a little fingering, penetrated, fucked with a varied pace and intensity, rimmed the bottom, slapped his ass, and that was just in the first fifteen minutes. He got more aggressive, grabbing the bottom's shoulders to get better leverage. When he pulled the bottom off of my cock with a fistful of hair, I used this as my cue to let him take over. I had my eye on Dragonboy who was staring at his cousin fuck the bottom. He was a little startled when I pushed him toward the bench and felt his hole with a pair of spit covered fingers. Dragonboy took his place next to the other bottom and soon was feeling my bare cock stretch him open. When I normally fuck in this situation, I just concentrate on my bottom, not looking at the other guys fucking around me. My curiosity was too strong, though, and I kept catching glances over at the other pair. The cousin had stamina and kept fucking his bottom, getting more and more verbal every minute. I had no idea what he was saying and I don't think his bottom did either. Dragonboy did and I could see him jerk his head back and look at his cousin, apparently surprised at what he said. The cousin's bottom seemed to be enjoying it too. He was pushing back onto the cock that was plowing his hole and I caught a few times when he looked back and he had a grin on his face. I kept getting close and would have to back off, occasionally giving Dragonboy a hard slap to stop him from working his hole too vigorously. I wanted the cousin's first poz-on-neg breeding to be the main event. After another ten minutes, the tone from the cousin's voice changed. He seemed to be trying to hold back his impending orgasm. My pace slowed down and I was thrusting into Dragonboy hard. Both of us were staring at his cousin, though. The cousin lunged forward and wrapped his right arm around his bottom's neck. His hips gave another few rolls and with him planted as deep as he could he let out a howl. I could see his butt clench and release with each shot of virus laden cum he put into allcum4me. His bottom suddenly got verbal too, begging for as much cum as he could get. The cousin slammed in two more times, trying to get his cum deeper. The look on the cousin's face was pure bliss and the bottom appeared to be happy too. Dragonboy shoved his ass back on to my cock to jolt me out of my trance and I immediately started to pound him. My hands reached up and grabbed his neck as I pulled myself forward. Each loud thud as my body slammed into him generated a loud grunt which was slowly replaced by him yelling "FUCK!" each time. My balls were pulled up tight and struggling to contain the load inside them. One more hard thrust and jets of my charged cum shot out of my cock. On the second spurt, I could feel his hole clench and release around my cock and I knew he was shooting his load all over the sauna bench. He milked every drop of cum that my body was willing to give up for this round and all I heard from Dragonboy after the first few shots were moans. As my breathing slowed, I looked over and the bottom had turned around and was licking the cousin's cock and balls clean. The cousin had his arm hanging so his hand covered the biohazard portion of the tattoo, making me chuckle to myself. Dragonboy had no intention of cleaning my cock like he did the last time we fucked, even after I sat down on the bench next to him. We got a few minutes rest and the silence was broken by Dragonboy's cousin saying something and motioning with his hands. "He said lay on your back on the top bench" Dragonboy told the other bottom. Once he was there, the cousin tugged on his legs to get him on an angle and then pushed his legs back. His cock was stiff once again and he guided it right back into allcum4me's puffy hole. Moments later he was drilling his cumdump again, churning up the earlier load. Dragonboy looked over at me and I gave a quick laugh before getting up and putting him in a similar position. Like the other bottom, my cock slid right back into Dragonboy's hole with only a slight grunt from him. Once again, I got a late start fucking my bottom compared to the cousin. With a better vantage point, I could see his expressions as he fucked. Only when he changed positions or gave the occasional hard thrust did his expression change. It was either joy, concentration, or an evil grin. I knew at that point that he enjoyed being a top and had some good experience at it. The evil grin told me he was enjoying this even more, knowing he was breeding a neg guy and maybe even pozzing him. It took a little more than ten minutes for both of us get close to dumping our second loads. The cousin started yelling out again while he fucked harder and I looked down at Dragonboy who had a shocked look on his face. My thrusts got ragged and I felt the cum start to rise. The cousin slammed in and yelled out "You fuck now!" and said it again after he slammed in a second time. My first rope of cum started shooting out as I was plowing into Dragonboy's hole. With another hard thrust, the cousin's body spasmed and he yelled out "All mine!" The next few ropes that came out of my engorged cock were shot deep inside as I stayed planted all the way in. The cousin's bottom had his eyes closed as his own cock erupted, covering his chest and face with his white neg cream. We all stood there, coming down from our post-orgasmic highs. "Let's grab a shower" I said after a couple minutes, backing away from Dragonboy. The cousin followed me closely as I walked across the locker room to the shower area. The bottoms were several steps behind us and both walking slower. We all showered for a few minutes, soaping up from the dispensers on the wall. As I started to rinse the soap off I heard "Oh fuck... Biohazard? He's poz?" come from allcum4me. I chuckled and said "Yeah, its a fresh tat" trying to leave it ambiguous. I watched him reach back and feel his swollen hole and the cum dripping out of it. The look on his face told me he had a million different emotions running through his brain. He quickly ran out of the shower and by the time I had finished rinsing off he and his clothes were gone. When we were dressed, we walked out of the locker room toward the elevator. None of us spoke until the elevator door opened and we saw a wet towel laying there. We got in, Dragonboy pushed the 4 button and said "Let's talk." We walked into his condo and once the door was closed the cousin came up to me and hugged me tight. He looked up at me and said "Thank you. You poz me good." The words surprised me, but I looked down and smiled, giving his ass a firm squeeze, saying "You're welcome. Be sure to keep sharing it." It was a weird conversation with Dragonboy doing all of the translation. I told the cousin to expect more experiences like that one - a great fuck until they realize they just took a toxic load or three. The tattoo would both attract and deter people. "He may not convert after only one fuck" I said and both of them nodded with Dragonboy replying "I'm still neg, but I don't know how." I left and went up to my condo and fell down on the couch. Grabbing a blunt from the table, I lit it and had it gone while I fired up my laptop. Allcum4me's profile was gone which didn't surprise me. Just another chaser who freaked when he got what he was asking for. I hoped there wouldn't be any fallout from the fuck and figured we'd never hear from him again.

Had a young Nigerian guy over to my work. Dropped my pants as he put his cock inside me as soon as he walked in. His cock was larger than the picture, long and thick. I started to feel sore after about 10 minutes, so I pleaded for his cum. He ramped up the penetration and gave me a huge load. I only found out how athletic his body built is when he was getting dressed before leaving. Guess I've turned into a cumwhore who only truly cares about having hard cocks inside me. A hung daddy bear from last week came over in less than 5 minutes after Nigerian guy left. He looked at my wet, gaping hole and grinned. Pulled his pants down, fucked me in doggy, before moving to the stairs. I bent in 90 degree on the steep stairs as he pounded me real hard. He carried me back to the room and threw me onto the bed, finishing in missionary. My ass was so sore after that it hurts a bit every time the Muni bumped on my way home.

Please can we have more

as promised part 7 hope you like been working on it a while ....... part 8 may be a little while enjoy Part 7 Nate and Nick watched the others leave before grabbing their gear Nick spoke first “I didn’t tell him what Alverez said that thing did to Jackson … I'm kind of hoping that was his imagination” he looked up at Nate the muscular man shaking his head as he pulled the straps on his vest tight securing it over his jacket despite the heat. “Nick, I think Alverez was telling the truth and that means when we find Jackson, he will likely need medical attention and a quick evac if we can subdue or kill the think that got him we avenge our brother for what was done to him …... but Jackson comes first at this point the rest of the mission is scrubbed” Nate's eyes were cold as ice “and when I get out of this hell hole, I'm going to find out why we were really sent down here” Nick picked up his weapons and checked his gear before nodding “yes sir” they moved out of the lab that had served as temporary base camp and jogged down the corridors not looking back. they followed the directions Alverez had given using the lead virologists card key it only took them 15 mins to get to where Jackson had disappeared. His cloths scattered in the same pattern and a thick pool of the black oily substance staining the carpet Nate scowled “Jackson I'm going to find you buddy”. Nick pointed at a droplet trail leading from the room and Nate nodded and they followed the trail the beams from there barrel mounted touches lighting up the gloom cast by the emergency lights they carried on like this for a while before the trail slowed then stopped altogether Nate cursed “well I knew that was too easy so now we do an old fashioned search” Nicks flashlight lit up the door of what looked like a sub-basement “if this was a horror movie sir it would be down there” Nate chuckled the sound deep in his chest “if this was a horror movie, I would say your right so let's indulge our horror stereotypes and go into the monsters lair” they opened the door and found a ladder leading down they climbed down an access ladder the metallic ringing of the rungs echoing though the darkness of the underground tunnels sounding like a lunch bell Nick thought. the corridor down here was wide but with the walls and ceiling covered with pipes it felt cramped, the humidity spiked and both men began to visibly sweat down here red lights and green lights pulsed on panels all of which meant nothing to the two men but cast a strange dance of shadows into the gloom. Only 30 meters into the tunnel they came upon a cross section and realised the tunnels down here were likely more of a maze than upstairs Nate heard something hit the floor in an adjoining tunnel and gestured for Nick to follow him, they crept up silent backs against the wall Nate peered around the corner and something grabbed him throwing him across the tunnel he only made out a flash of grey skin and green light before he slammed into the opposite wall his head hit a steam pipe hard and he slumped to the ground dazed. He heard Nick shout “get the fuck off me” before the deafening reports of a gun stole his hearing. Nate lay there his vision swimming his hearing coming back slowly, he pushed himself up and squinted at the scene playing out In front of him as his vision focused, he could see Nick naked now his cloths torn away and strewn around the tunnel and two muscular tall gray creatures' black veins pulsing with a toxic green light. the teller of the two stood behind Nick its arm raised high long-fingered hand holding both nicks hands above his head his feet barley able to touch the floor. the creatures other hand caressing the young black man's stomach while it licked his face, ear and neck in slow sinuous motions. The other creature was on its knees greedily sucking on Nicks rock hard member taking the 8 inches downs its throat with little effort, its hands playing with the boy's stiff nipples causing Nick to buck and jerk. Nate looked at Nick himself, his Nick the boy he had known since they were a child and promised to protect now a grown man naked at the hands of these monsters his eyes rolled back in his head moaning like a bitch in heat sweat dripping from him. Nate lifted his weight and tried to get to the gun that had swung around to his back but his movement alerted the two creatures, the larger nodded at the prone man and the smaller let out a keening moan before letting Nicks throbbing cock fall from its hungry maw, the cock twitched in the air causing Nick to let out a whimper of his own. the smaller creature turned quickly and advanced on Nate who stared frozen in shock at Jackson's new perfect form the slate gray skin, coal black hair and eyes his new larger muscular physic, the spiderweb of toxic looking veins and the massive throbbing member that stood to attention obscenely big against the man's form. It was only a moment of shock but it was enough for Jackson to dive on him they wrestled on the floor Jackson's lithe musky form all over him and he was too strong Nate couldn't hold him off, Jackson slipped behind him his arms locking across Nate's chest and throat his legs warped around Nate's waist heels pushing into his calves “Jackson don’t do this.... is me Nate ahhhh” Nate screamed as Jackson's grip increased for a moment letting the once bigger man know he was beaten. Nate could feel Jackson's steel hard cock pushed against his back the man's hot breath on his neck, one of Jackson's arms across his chest locked him in place it was like being wrapped by an iron bar the other hand under his chin forcing him to watch Nick being toyed with. Nick had fallen back into the larger creature's arms like a puppet with its strings cut he only whimpered and moaned as the creature's ministrations, one of nicks arms was behind the things neck the creatures face was buried in the man's arm pit licking and sniffing up the pure scent of him, its meant its hands were free to wonder over his fit young body the left hand stopped to play with Nicks nipples tugging and teasing them expertly causing the man to buck and thrust forward. while the fingers of its right hand slid down his tight abs brushing past his dick to explored his muscular ass, its slick finger slipping into the Nicks quivering hole causing him to let out a low guttural moan of pleasure the creature let out a dark chuckle one finger became two then three milking the man's prostate Nick bucked and howled with pleasure, Nate was forced to watch on in horror. As the slow destruction of Nick continued In front of him Nate felt the pressure on his chest disappear as Jackson's arm pulled away, his nimble fingers now pulling at the straps holding Nate's vest in place. Nate bucked trying to dislodge his once friend, but the hand on his chin slipped down to his throat and tightened the muscular man stopped struggling as his air was cut off and let his vest be pulled away still squeezing Jackson stood pulling his toy with him Nate hands moving to the man's tight fingers trying to pull them away from his throat but only scrabbling uselessly against the grip. While he was distracted Jackson unzipped the jacket and pulled Nate's hands were briefly pulled away from there desperate mission to remove the fingers and get air. The T-shirt was next shredded as Jackson pulled the tight material away exposing Nate's gym honed muscles, his huge arms and pecs now covered in a shine of sweat drops of it running down his abs Jackson smiled wiping a finger from his free hand along his friends' body and tasting him as if he was a fine wine he shuddered with pleasure. his hand whipped to the to the fatigues tearing them away in almost a frenzy his fingers stopped over the briefs for a second caressing the prize they hid straining beneath there fabric gently before they too were torn away. Nate stood gasping for air as Jackson admired what would be his first creation, he liked what he saw and knew his toxic gift would find a good host in Nate. Jackson let go of his soon to be victims throat and Nate dropped to the floor at Jackson's feet coughing and gasping for breath. Jackson his grey fingers caressing nates muscular flesh from his shoulder blades to his rock-solid ass Jackson's finger found his tight pucker he used the sweat as lube to push a finger inside Nate whimpered and tried to crawl away Jackson just smiled. he looked over at his creator who was still playing with Nick but could tell the creature was getting impatient it wanted to breed the young man to pass on its toxic gift its veins were pulsing faster. Jackson bent down and picked up Nate under the arms the man's struggles were weak and futile now he was accepting his fate. He made Nate watch as his creator slowly raised Nick up and positioned him over its steel hard massive cock the tip aimed directly for the man's now puffy raw hole as it lowered Nick down towards his salvation Jackson could hear Nate almost crying, “no please not him … please no … please.” As the tip started to penetrate Nicks eyes cleared, he began to struggle with the pain of something that big pushing into him he reached out to Nate desperately his arms flailing and mouthed the words “help me” there was almost an audible pop as the head slipped inside Nick jerked and screamed but the creature did not stop it continued to slide him down Nicks screams became a moan first of pain then pleasure as the toxic pre cum started to seep into his wounds easing the transition. Jackson pushed Nate towards what he knew was practically the man's son, his hand on the back of the muscular man's neck but Nate just stumbled forward in a daze all fight gone as he watched Nick get brutality fucked by this creature the veins seemed to pulse toxic light in time with his own racing heartbeat. Jackson picked the man up under his arms and pushed him ageist Nick’s writhing form looking into his ward's eyes. Nate knew what would happen next, he felt Jackson's massive cock probing his hole as his feet dangled above the floor he didn’t even try to struggle and then the pressure as he began to force it in, it was far too big for Nate's Virgin hole but Jackson did not care he was caught in a breeding frenzy and pushed in hard, Nate felt something tear and a white hot pain as he Jackson slipped a good 5 inched into him but he held back the scream he would not give the creature the pleasure of his pain he simply sobbed resting his head on Nicks shoulder and he felt Jackson slip into him inch by inch the pain subsiding as he knew the poison was entering his blood stream Then he felt Jackson begin to fuck him in earnest the pain was blinding at first as he tried to hold on to Nick, but it subsided and became pleasure. He tried to stop himself but he began to moan then the words just slipped out like a torrent. “Oh fuck Jackson breed me please … oh fuck it's too much … oh fuck OH FUCK make me like you!!” Jackson just chucked darkly and fucked him deeper knowing the venom was brewing in his balls and Nate would soon get his wish. The two creatures pushed closer together fucking their victims at the same pace but that pace was building, Nick and Nate were forced to embrace for stability their bodies pushed together they kissed moaning into each other's mouths, both men could feel themselves slipping away losing themselves in the pleasure, both men's dicks now solid trapped between the two men's writhing stomachs the friction from the Abs and pleasure was too much for Nate who screamed as his orgasm ripped through him causing him to shake and twitch as he spraying his last negative load over his and Nicks chest. Nick followed suite shortly after the feel of cum on his cock too much for his mind to take and he to erupted between them rope after rope of negative cum sprayed their bodies painting them in white. The smell of the pure cum sent the creatures into a new frenzy as they picked up speed both Nate and Nick felt the cocks in them get harder as the pounding increased and then both creatures let out a howl of pure pleasure both men were pulled down balls deep in the rods impaling them firmly in place as felt the creatures flood them with their corrupted toxic cum it burned though them like a forest fire Nate simply falling limp him mind unable to take the bombardment of stimuli. Nicks eyes went wide as he felt rope after rope of toxic cum pulsing and burning deep inside himself Changing him …. then everything was still and quiet. the creator pulled him slowly off its shrinking cock and Nick let out a whimper feeling so empty. he watched as Jackson do the same with Nate he watched as the oily black toxic cum he could feel leaking from his own destroyed ass slid from Nate's ass too it was streaked with crimson, somewhere in his mind he knew that should worry him .. he watched Jackson lick the negative pure cum from off Nate's chest and stomach before cleaning the unconscious man's dick Jackson seemed to glow brighter as he did seem to get bigger. Nick watched his creator do the same to him, he moaning at its sensual touch all force now gone and it too glowed and seemed to become more. Nick looked back at Nate his skin starting to go slate grey and the veins moving across his body Jackson was curled around him stroking the muscular man's hair making a soft keening noise. Nick could feel things fading from his mind complex cares and thoughts slipping away as `he felt his creator curl around him its arms holding him tight safe and secure so Nick gave into the corruption and let the darkness take him.

For me it was the shock of seeing a needle 8ga go into my dick. Today o wearer a 4ga 1 inch ring I also have a Circular barbell

1. Questionnaires James woke up to hear his phone chiming. It took him a few seconds to remember where he was. He was in his apartment, but he didn't remember coming back. He tried to move, and discovered every muscle in his body was sore. Painfully, he reached down. His stomach was sticky with sweat and lube, and his dick was soft and limp. Bit of the night started to return to him. Conrad fucking him, as he begged Conrad to stop. Strangers fucking him as he cried in agony. Conrad laughing as he whimpered in pain. He had been nothing to these men, and they treated him like the faggot he was. He reached around, and gingerly explored his asshole with a finger. It was tender. He gasped, and learned that his throat was as sore as his asshole. Another memory returned. This time, his head was off the side of a bed, and a thick black cock was buried in his throat. It was deep enough that it choked off his oxygen. He had tried to push it away; that only got his arms tied down. He was shivering now, not so much cold as he was terrified. Conrad lived only a few doors down. He couldn't stop remembering the sound of Conrad's laugh. When he had gagged, Conrad had just laughed that much harder. Finally, he forced himself to look at the phone. The message was from Mitchell. "Audition for you tomorrow. I'll e-mail details." James tried to speak. He could barely get out a word, his throat was so sore. There was no way he could audition tomorrow in his current state. "Really bad sore throat," he wrote back. "Can barely talk." "Let me see what I can do," Mitchell texted back. James tried to stretch out his muscles; he found new areas of tenderness. There were bruises on his wrist, where he had struggled against the restraints. He had been blindfolded; the man fucking his hole had paused. The unknown man whispered in his ear. "Turns me on. Watching you struggle like that." He tried to forget what had happened next. "I want you to see my doctor," Mitchell texted. "14:00," he said, and gave an address. James looked at his phone. It was already 12:30. He forced himself out of bed, forcing himself to ignore the pain. He took a shower, and washed away the accumulated sweat, lube, spit, and cum. He felt a bit better, until he looked in the mirror. There were some light bruises on his face; he couldn't remember when he had gotten them. A further exploration of his body revealed some welts on his ass, and bruises around his ankles as well. He was numb. He hated himself, hated what he felt, hated that he had let it happen to him. He put on his clothes, and called an Uber. The office was a nondescript building in a nondescript commercial district. He went to the second floor office and walked in. There were four seats in the waiting area, only one was occupied by a muscular older man. He went to the receptionist. He was a slim Latino, and James found himself imagining the possibilities with the older man and Latino. "Hi. I'm Jim, James," he said, catching himself. The receptionist looked up; he had a thick, trimmed beard. James stuttered for a moment. "I've, I've, I've got an appointment." "Oh yes. Mitchell had booked it." He pulled out a clipboard and handed it to him. "Can you just fill this out before the doctor sees you?" He motioned for James to take a seat. As James sat across from the bearded older man, he looked him over. He was good looking, and there was an unmistakable bulge in his jeans. Unfortunately, the man caught him staring, and smiled. James quickly glanced away and sat down. James tried to focus on the questionnaire, despite feeling the man's eyes on him. He read the first question. "In the past 48 hours, how many sexual partners have you had?" There were two columns of answers, one labeled "Receptive" and "Insertive." For each, there were just four options, "None," "One," "Two," and "Three or more." James circled his answers. "Three or more" for getting fucked, and none at all for fucking. He moved on to the next questions. "What forms of safer sex did you use, if any." Again, there were options, but only one applied to James. "None." James started on the next question, "What of the following have you done in the past six months?" He started to check off some of the options. He had used "party drugs," as the survey put it. He had sex with strangers. He had been restrained. The last one made him cause. "Sex without your consent (Raped)." He remembered how he had begged Conrad to stop. He remembered how Conrad had laughed. "I need to cum," he said. "That's all you need to worry about." His ass throbbed at the memory; he wasn't sure if he was horrified or aroused by it. He checked the box. But before he could go to the next page, the door opened, and two men walked out. He immediately recognized Tiago; this time in a shirt and tie, wearing a white lab coat and a stethoscope. He was followed by a young black man. He was wearing black pants and under the blue polo shirt, James could see the muscles ripple with each move. "I wondered if it was you," Tiago said. Tiago smiled, and James knew that even if his memory of the time with Tiago was fuzzy, Tiago's memory was crisp and clear. "This is my intern, Fabien," he said, introducing the young man next to him. He was at most a year or two older than James. James went to stand up; he realized he was about six inches taller than Fabien. "Don't worry," Tiago said. He turned to Fabien. "You want to finish up the questionnaire with him?" "Sure," Fabien said. He took the clipboard, and read the answers. He turned to James. "All bottom, huh?" "Yeah," James stammered. He tried not to meet Fabien's eyes. He had all the answers right in front of him. "And all bareback, too?" Fabien asked. Tiago was standing, watching, nodding his head. James caught the stranger staring at him, and smiling. He adjusted his dick in his jeans; James could see the stranger's cock was massive. "Yeah," James stammered. He didn't want this interview to happen where anyone could see it. "You said drugs," Fabien continued. "Which ones?" Fabien wasn't even trying to keep his voice down. Even the Latino receptionist had stopped shuffling papers, and was listening. "Uh..." The entire room was focused on him. "Weed?" Fabien asked. James nodded. "GHB?" James nodded again. "Tina?" James nodded a third time. He couldn't stand to look at the stranger again, much less Fabien or Tiago. "Anything else?" He remembered Conrad telling him to snort something. "He called it vitamin K?" "That's a bunch," Fabien said. He looked at the clipboard. His eye fell on the last one. "Let's go back," he said, turning to Tiago. "Yeah," he said. "Let's go," Tiago said, helping James to his feet. "We can talk more." As the two men led James back to an examination room, James heard the stranger ask the receptionist. "You've got his number, right?" "Hell yeah," the receptionist said, as the Fabien shut the door.

People say furries are weird, and they aren't wrong. I started hanging around with the furries in high school, and kept in touch through college. I thought it was all silly costume nonsense until I was invited to my first furry convention. Part 1: Thursday, 12:30p Here I am, 19, in the lobby of a hotel half way across the country looking for people who I only know from the internet. People all around me, in full costumes, pushing luggage carts stocked full of booze and snacks. Whatever, it was going to be a good weekend regardless of what I got into. How could it not? Finally I saw the person I was rooming with, pulling two large suitcases and trying to push a car packed with storage totes. Id never met this guy in person before, I only knew them from a group chat that him and some of my friends were in. I only had my backpack with me, since I'm more furry adjacent, I don't have a costume, or anything bulky to bring with me. I ran up to help him with his bags, introduced myself, exchanged pleasantries, before heading to the elevator. The line was long, but we eventually got to our floor. As he started to unpack, it was clear that he wasn't just here to wear a costume around, and maybe get drunk. One of the totes he brought was dedicated to exotic adult toys, in all shapes and sizes, another had what looked like hospital restraints in it. One of his suit cases had his costume, a fursuit, and two body suits for it. My eyes were wide as I watched him unpack, trying to make small talk while I took it all in. He was in his mid 20s, tall, wide shoulders, dark hair. I knew him as "Spot", but had no idea what his real name was. He was some sort of green and white dog, I think. He kept smiling over at me while I rambled about it being my first convention, and how excited I was to go do everything. I trailed off as he began unpacking a sling, and a bench. He didn't live far from the hotel, so it made sense that he could bring so much. I had to fly here, like many other people. He opened his other suitcase, and it was filled with all sorts of intimidating looking straps and bags. Harnesses, restraints, a few rubber suits in plastic bags. I'll give him one thing, he was organized. Why would someone need to bring this much stuff with them to a furry convention? It hadn't really registered with me, but this dude intended to do more than just hangout in an animal costume. Spot came over and sat next to me, wrapping his arm around me trying to be affectionate. We had been flirty online, shared photos of ourselves, shared our interests and fetishes. Im not very experienced when it comes to sex, but my new friend here seemed to be. He pressed his nose to my ear and gave me a sniff, causing me to tense and laugh nervously. "We are going to have so much fun this weekend, I promise" he said to me, before returning to the pile of stuff he was pulling from his suitcases. I managed a smile, not sure if I had gotten myself into something dangerous, I stood up and moved to the door. "Im going to go register" I said from the restroom, taking my toiletries from my backpack and setting them on the sink. Neatly folded into a ziplock baggie, my toothbrush, floss, and a bottle of lubricant I purchased before the trip. "Oh, don't bother. Nothing happens on Thursday anyway. If you stick around, I can introduce you to some friends of mine. Then we can go check out the room parties" he said from the main area, the metal tubes for the sling knocking against each other as he set them up. "Would you like something to drink?" I wasn't much of a drinker, and I wasn't old enough, but it was a vacation weekend, so why not? "Sure" I replied. Spot stopped what he was doing, and moved to the luggage cart, where he unloaded at least 6 bottles of liquor and several choices for mixer. I took my backpack from my shoulders and started to unpack. I didn't bring anything special, another pair of pants, a few shirts, socks and underwear, etc. While I was placing my clothes into the drawers under the TV, he prepared my drink. "Here you go puppy." He said to me with a grin, handing me a red solo cup filled with what looked to be Coca Cola. 'Cool, a rum and coke, I can handle that' I thought to myself, taking a drink. However I didn't taste any alcohol. "I don't want you getting wasted before party time" he cracked me a smile, rubbing his hand against my cheek before returning to his task. Whatever, I'll just hangout here. I continued to watch him unpack, more and more intrigued by every item he pulled from his suitcase. The sling was fully setup, a bench as well. The closet was full of costume body suits, and rubber. The restroom started to look more like an adult shop showroom. I was more than entertained just by watching, I forgot there were almost 5000 other people at the convention. My body started to feel warm, and my vision blurred, however it must have just been jet lag, since I hadn't had anything alcoholic to drink. I watched as my new friend tucked the last of his luggage away, before moving to the counter with the sink, pulling forward a small brown leather bag and digging in it. He looked over at me with a smile, then back to the counter as he pulled out several small plastic bags, pouring some of the contents of one onto a hand mirror he had brought, chopping it up with his room key. We never really talked about this, and it made me nervous, but I was committed to not being a buzzkill this weekend. Also, I didn't really know anyone else who was here. I finished my drink while my friend finished cutting up a line of something on the counter. I was starting to feel dizzy, when he came over and sat down next to me. "We are going to have a great weekend, aren't we puppy?" He asked as I leaned into him. I looked up to catch his gaze, and nodded 'yes'

I sat there in my chair, one of many arranged in a circle in some badly lit room at the community support center. 19 years old, 5’6”, dirty blond shaggy hair and 120 pounds of barely even muscled twink. The counselor thanks the last guy for sharing his traumatic experience and motions for me to stand and introduce myself. I stand and clear my throat. “Err hi? My names Tom, I’m 19 and I guess I’m here to talk about what happened to me last month…” One month earlier I’d had sex with guys before but I was always the top, until I let my best friend fuck me earlier this year. It changed everything. If I had known that bottoming was so great I would have done in years ago and if my friends 4 inch dick could feel that good I wanted something bigger and better. I bought myself a plastic vibrator and a bottle of amyl, it got deeper much deeper than my friend but somehow just wasn’t the same. After reading a lot of sex stories online I decided what I needed was to go to a bathhouse, the hottest stories were over guys roughly taking dick after dick, I jerked it multiple times over the bareback stories but I wasn’t going to risk anything like that. I wasn’t out as gay yet so I needed a place I wouldn’t get caught out, after checking squirt for a good place to go, I found a sauna that looked fairly discreet and one or two guys mentioned stealth in the comments. Seemed like the best place to go unnoticed. 3 hours later after a deep clean, I nervously walked up to the 4 story matte black building, pushed open the large red door and made my way upstairs. The man behind the glass window looked me up and down before asking for ID, after giving me another look he passed it back. ‘Room or locker? Lockers $15 and rooms $40, first time?’ ‘Uhh yeah, do I need a room?’ The guy smirked, ‘no you don’t NEED a room but it makes things easier’. I just shrugged and pulled out $40. ‘I’ll take a room then’ The guy gave me a key and towel and buzzed me through. ‘Find your locker and strip off, towels only past the locker room and your rooms on level 3 kid’, he called as the door closed behind me. The room smelt like the locker room at high school except for the addition of the amyl smell I’d come to know so well. I made my way through the dimly lit locker room and after copping a few odd glances and slap on the ass, I found my locker and started to strip off. Even the years or PE at high school never got me over the embarrassment of undressing in front of so many other guys. I definitely never got so many blatant stares as I stripped off my briefs and quickly wrapped myself in my towel. Clutching my towel around my waist in one hand and the bottle of amyl in the other, I followed a guy through the only other door in the locker room and into room with what looked like two hot tubs and a raised glass walled platform between them lined with showers so you could see the guys showering from the outside, beyond that both a wooden door marked SAUNA and a frosted door marked STEAM. I must have stopped walking as I noticed one guy with his hands on the shower glass as another fucked him from behind as a guy tapped me on the shoulder and asked in my ear, ‘First time kid?’ I made a girlish noise as I was shocked out of my staring, earning a few laughs from other guys in the room as I turned and looked at the guy. He was 6’1”, black and muscled with tattoos up his firm arms, chest and stomach, a guy straight from one of my favorite stories and very close. I don’t know how my face felt so hot when so much blood was rushing elsewhere. ‘Y…yeah, first time’. Holding up the key around my wrist like an idiot. The black god before me chuckled at my awkwardness and pushed my hand down after giving the key tag a glance, ‘Well how about I show you around and help you find your room? You look a bit nervous’. Putting his hand on the back on my shoulder and turning me towards the stairs, we were half way to across the tiled floor before it occurred to me to reply, my mind occupied with keeping the folds of my towel over the erection inside. ‘Thanks, that would help, um.. my names Tom’. ‘Nobody uses real names here kid, if you make the right impression someone might give you a name but otherwise we don’t care’ he said sternly as he half pushed me up the stairs. ‘Wet area back down there, dark rooms and glory holes on this level. You should check them out before we find your room, perfect for first timers.’ I nodded dumbly as he led me through the dim hall ways, my wide eyes drawn to the other guys walking past in towels, some over their shoulders, some with not a towel in sight. Coming up to a line of doors we stopped and he turned me to face him. ‘Ever sucked a cock kid?’. ‘Yeah a few’, nervousness twisting my stomach at the chance to suck the dick of such a hot guy. ‘Good, start in here’ He said opening a one of the doors to reveal a small dark booth with dim red bulb providing enough light to reveal a foot long slit cut in the wall about head height. ‘You need to calm down kid, lock yourself in here and suck some dick, you wanna stop being so nervous right? This will help, but you gotta give me your key and towel so I can take them up to your room’. It sounded reasonable so I stepped inside, unwrapping myself and handing over my key, towel and amyl. He refused the amyl saying, ‘No you wanna keep that, take long deep sniffs. Come on take one now, no not like a pussy, longer kid, until you can’t take in any more’. I did as I was told, my head and chest feeling hot and my head a little dizzy. ‘yeah that’s right, keep that shit up when you can and make sure you suck whatever comes through that hole, you’ll love it trust me. Lock the door and I’ll knock when I get back’. And the was gone, the door closing and leaving me in the dark space. With shaking fingers I latched the door and turned to see the door close in the other room and a barely lit crotch press up against the hole, I stepped up to the hole, swallowing the lump in my throat and gently took the hard shaft jutting from the wall. Berating myself for being such a pussy and reminding myself that this is the stuff I came for, like in the stories. I opened my mouth and wrapped my lips around the guys cock. I started sucking and bobbing my head, hearing the guys on the other side moan and grunt his needs. ‘Yeah man’, ‘That’s good’ and ‘Watch the teeth’ before his cock throbbed and with a loud ‘Fuck yeah’ came in my mouth, 5 spurts and a gulp later, the cock pulled away and the guy left. Less than a minute later another man stepped into the booth, latched the door and stepped up to the slit. This guy was short but his cock was much longer. Taking hold of his shaft with both hand I began to stroke the biggest cock I’d even seen, marveling at the fact it was long enough to fill both my palms. ‘Stop fucking playing and suck it man’ He growled from the other side. Startled but turned on my the aggressive attitude I took his cock in my mouth and began sucking. ‘Come on take it deeper’. I tried to take more of his dick, but kept gagging every time he hit the back of my throat. I pulled away coughing, uncapping the amyl I took another deep sniff, the guys kneeling to look through the hole. ‘Shit man your young, yeah take another hit, that’s right. Come here and let’s see if you can take more’. By now my head was spinning as I recapped the bottle and stepped forward, the man on the other side reached through the slit and guided my head back to his dick, clutching a handful of hair on the back of my head and ramming it down my throat. I dropped the bottle and slammed my hands up against the divider, my forehead slamming up against the sides on the wooden slit as I gagged around the cock trying to force it’s way even deeper. My eyes watered as I tried to push back, the attempt just making the pain of pulled hair worse as he just gripped tighter. With a final shove, my chin pressed against his balls, my throat spasming around the guys member as I struggled to both breath and push away. ‘Fuck yeah, that’s more like it. Come on start sucking and breath through your fucking nose’. Using my hair for leverage he pulled my head back enough for me to suck in some air through my nose before forcing me back down to start gagging again, then repeated the action and setting up a rhythm. Hands pressed against the smooth black painted wood I struggled and gagged against the treatment, breathing when I could and tears running down my cheeks. The hair in his grip hurting with every pull but hurting less if I didn’t struggle against it, a constant string of verbal abuse getting more and more forceful as he worked himself closer to climax with my throat. ‘Yeah suck it faggot’, ‘Take my fucking dick’, ‘ Fucking gonna rape that throat’, ‘Gonna nut, take it cunt’. With 3 final sharp thrusts, not allowing me another breath he held my head down against the partition as his cock hardened further and throbbed, spewing his load down my throat. Desperate for air I started pounding on the wall, yet still he held me there, hard cock lodged down my throat until with a last throb he roughly pulled himself free and released my hair. I fell back and rolled over as a coughed and spluttered, his load running out my nose as I continued to cough and struggle to drawn in more air. Just then I heard a knock on the door and my guide called out, ‘Sounds like your done in there, come on out kid. I wanna show you the dark room’. To be continued..

. Though I got with him multiple times at the xxx vid store - he told me he was going to bring her to the vid store one night, even though she wasn't too eager about it. I got there before they did, and patiently waited. He had her sitting on a couch and I made sure she didn't see me. Figured that would totally make her want to leave. From where i was watching, there was a group of men near them, some already stroking their cocks. Then he stood her up and helped her take off her dress. He started eating her pussy right in front of everyone.. Couple guys reached in and touched her breasts. He told them to play nice and not get too aggressive.. Then he had her sit back on the couch, and got on top of her and put his Big Black Cock inside her. She was moaning and again one guy came from back of couch to reach over and fondle her breasts. John pulled out, and pointed to another Black man, and told him to come closer and let the guy fuck my mom. He did this with a couple of other guys, all Black. I got a lot closer to where i was standing behind the couch. She couldnt see me there but I could everything up close.. Watching them shoot their loads in her was amazing.. Knowing she was taking possible dirty toxic loads in her pussy was so hot. One Black guy came up behind me, and pushed me down to the ground on my knees. He unloaded in my mouth as i stroked my cock. after that, i continued to watch mom and john, until she put on her dress and they left. I stayed around and sucked a few more,.. including John, when he snuck back in the store "to look for his watch"

Same age but it was in the woods - catching 2 Adult guys having Sex !

love younger tops, they tend to fuck harder , longer and are ready to go again quicker

[Looks at pencil he’s holding] I honestly cannot claim to have ever seen one that narrow, and having had hundreds of cocks rut my cunt in a dizzying array of sizes and shapes - 😲 - I would say my sampling has been... comprehensive. Still, human phallic anatomy seems astonishingly diverse for a single species; maybe that’s why I never, ever get tired of looking at them.

Figured it out. I'd been getting hard constantly and playing with myself more and more from about age 9 but always stopped before I came because I confused the build up with urination. Then at age 10ish, I just kept going and had a massive orgasm. That was the beginning of the end for my overactive sex drive. I don't think I left the house for a few days, other than school. Then, for about a year, I'd cum in the shower in the morning before school, shoot in the toilet sometime mid-day at school, and then have an evening of walking off at home. I then started moving on to finding ways to have others make me cum. Considering how much I jerked off, I was caught relatively few times.

My fuckhole is so hungry for multiple AIDS loads!

Met a married black neighbor on Grindr. Quick drive and I was there. He let me through the garage and up to his bed room. We quickly stripped and I was on my knees, his black cock limp in my mouth. I started working it hands free. He slowly got harder until I could feel him start to hit the back of my throat. He grew some more as I started gagging, drool dripping from the corners of my mouth. He moved me to the edge of the bed, with my head hanging over the side looking at the ceiling. I opened my mouth and the angle was just right that he could go balls deep down my throat with his 9’ shaft. If someone took a picture you would see the bulge of his cock sliding up and down my throat. He pounded my face like that for a couple min until I thought I might pass out from lack of air. Then he flipped me over, ass up on the edge. No warning as his uncut cock forced open my hole and slid deep. I moaned as his cock stretched my insides with his rapid thrusts. Moved to a couple different positions, but ended with me on my back with my legs wide like a highschool slut. As his cock pounded my sweet hole he let off a roar and held me down by my throat. Could feel his cock pulse with squirts of cum but he just kept pounding until he shot his second load. Went back to my wife with a wrecked hole with fresh cream running down my legs.

That's just more cum in your hole

After work today I went to the 7-Eleven on 19th St just south of M St NW in DC to get a soda. While standing in line the guy ahead of me was on the phone with his wife discussing her trouble picking their baby up at daycare that day (I could hear her even though he didn't have the phone on speaker). He hung up when he paid, and then was at the ATM while I was paying. I noticed he had a cute ass, but didn't think much else about him. We both got outside at the same time. He looked lost. He looked towards me and said that he got his directions messed up in his mind, that he was staying at the St Gregory hotel on M Street, did I know what direction that was? I was heading to the UPS Store, so I let him know I was walking in that direction. As idle talk on our way he mentioned that their baby was six weeks old and that they hadn't restarted having sex yet. To help him out he asked if I knew whether or not he could get a blowjob at Camelot on M Street. A client he was in town to see had mentioned it, but he was afraid to go because he had never done anything with anyone besides his wife. I let him know I wasn't sure, but that if he walked with me, we could go to the CVS so he could get condoms and be 100% safe just in case. After getting the condoms we walked back past his hotel and he invited me in for a beer from the minibar as a thank you. While we were sitting on the sofa in his room, I let him know that he didn't have to go to Camelot to release his built up load, that I could take care of it for him. He protested that he wasn't gay. I told him he could close his eyes and think about his wife's lips wrapped around his dick and the feeling of her tongue and hot mouth as his dick slide in and out of her lips. That had the desired effect--I could tell he wore boxers under his dress pants as a result. I reached for his crotch and whispered for him to close his eyes. As I rubbed his dick through his pants he started getting harder. I slowly opened his pants and he briefly protested that we shouldn't be doing this. I shushed him and managed to get my hand on his dick and moved off the sofa to in front of him. I began sucking on his dick while I got his shoes and pants completely off. When I started sucking on his balls he put his feet up on the coffee table behind me. While I moved between his balls, his dick and his nipples I managed to wiggle out of my clothes. He was thoroughly enjoying himself and chanting Elizabeth, his wife's name. I decided to head south and see if he had been rimmed before. Obviously not. He started rocketing off the sofa! I told him to roll over so he could take his shirt off. While he did that I grabbed the bag with the condom box and put it beside his head on the sofa. Without unbuttoning his cuffs, I pulled his shirt down to his wrists and twisted it up--cloth hand cuffs! Then I pulled his dick between his legs and sucked his knob for a couple minutes getting it nice and wet. Then I went to his balls and again to his tight little pucker. He almost broke my glasses bucking back onto my face. For about ten minutes I slobbered on his hole and slid my fingers down his crack with my fingers to gather spit for my dick and poke in just a little to loosen that tight hole. After ten minutes I went back to his dick which was drooling precum by this time. I also reached into the bag for the box of condoms, took one out, opened it, and started working a hole in the tip--just in case I got him to the point of letting me fuck him; I was optimistic. I rolled the condom down my dick and get a few deep swipes in his hole with my tongue. He was starting to loosen up just a bit. Then I licked up his spine, nibbled on his neck for a bit, and eventually stuck my tongue in his ear. While I was nibbling and tonguing his ear I started gently tapping his hole with the tip of my dick. Just enough pressure that it didn't feel any more threatening than my tongue had. I knew getting in his virgin hole would be a little more challenging, so I grabbed his shirt and slowly started pulling his "cuffed" wrists up towards his shoulder blades. Then using a little more pressure I pushed the tip of my dick into his sphincter until it broke through just enough to be painful. He jerked and said, dude, no! I had to hold his shirt tight. I also held my dick still for a few seconds and then started gently rocking the very tip of my head in his hole. The condom had slipped back enough that my precum was lubing his hole more with each little prod. And then it happened, my whole head slid in and I stopped. He was crying and squeezing his hole against my dick and rocking back and forth to pull away which was rubbing his dick on the sofa keeping him hard. After about two minutes I started pumping just a little. With each thrust his tight sphincter was squeezing more precum out of my dick. He had the sense at this point to ask if I put a condom on. Of course, I said. The precum and spit was enough that I slipped more and more of my seven inch pole into his hot hole. After getting about five inches in I started fucking him. He stopped fighting it because I was hitting his prostate and he was liking the feeling. Obviously I was enjoying the feel of raw virgin ass on my dick and went deeper with each thrust. When he was moaning in total pleasure I let his wrists go and pulled the condom completely down my shaft to get he full bareback affect. Then I pulled him away from the sofa so I could jack his dick while I fucked him with mine. We started getting close at the same time. He blew first and when he begged me to quit jerking his sensitive dick I went over the edge and buried my charged load deep inside him. I hadn't expected to get laid after work so the special treat resulted in at least fifteen major cum spasms with my balls pulled so tight they hurt. I collapsed on his back. Damn that was hot. I stopped taking my meds two months ago so I knew my viral load was high enough for an instant conversion. Thinking about that made my dick stir. Damn if I wasn't ready for another round! This time with him loosened up I started harder and got vocal, telling him I was enjoying breeding his virgin ass. Obviously he didn't know fully what I meant. I lasted a little longer and shot an even bigger load in his ass. Wonder if he'll make it to Camelot? Or if he'll find his way to Craigslist. I love when I have to go off meds. Another notch (or two with Elizabeth!) on the headboard!

After stopping safe sex a couple of years ago I was ready to bareback again. Things were slow and then the virus hit and things got even slower. But after months of needing cock I posted to a few local contacts I had on BBRT that they would be welcome to come to my place and make a deposit in my hole. I was pleasantly surprised yesterday when a couple took me up on that. The first guy came by and I was naked and ready for him. He was a bit chubby and hairy but a cock is a cock. I wanted no conversation just a cock and cum in my ass. Anyway we went to my bed and he bred me. It felt so good to finally feel someone cum in me. The second guy called and came over about an hour and half later. He was interesting in that he is married but likes to fuck men. Nice looking slender and not much hair. Good size cock. Again to bed. He wanted me on my back as he likes to watch the face of men he is fucking. Some lube and in me he went. God it felt great. I don't know how long he pumped me as I was enjoying it so much time wasn't important. My cock was so hard it was almost hurting. I guess because it had been so long since I had been used. As he picked up the pace and was getting ready to cum, he said he was sorry but his profile had changed and he was no longer negative but was now pozzed. He volunteered to pull out before he came but I wrapped my legs around his to signal no stay in me. He came shortly after. It was an awesome feeling his pozzitive cum flowing in me. He apologized for not telling me sooner but i did not care it was not something I worried about since I started bare-backing again. I told him anytime he needed to fuck a guy call me, I would be ready to accept his toxic loads. So it has only been about 20 hours since this happen I guess it will be weeks before I know if I am toxic. I am curious if his wife is or knows her husband is positive and if she is too. I hope he calls again soon.

I like a certain type of man. I like him taller than my 5’9”, more masculine and muscular than me, I like a man who is clean, someone who doesn’t take drugs, sane, smart and who I could see on a regular basis. BUT most of all I like a total top who is hung bigger than me and likes to be in charge. I have come to learn I get a rush when a top uses me, manhandles me and taps into that combination of humiliation and lust of being a total bottom. I was tired of one offs and was hoping to find an alpha type to do this on a regular basis. I thought I fond him on A4A.com, we messaged back and forth a lot but were never able to make a meeting happen. If you are on hook up sites you know there are a lot of flakes. There are people who just want to message, collect pictures, or people who will say anything to make a meeting happen. I have had my share of them all. I was starting to get a sense that he was what I was into and this connection had potential. It took forever to get info from him, he was guarded. He wanted me to show up with in minutes of messaging and I wasn’t able to do that. We had a lot of missed connections., I couldn’t get him to plan more than an hour ahead. After some back and forth accusing each other of flakes he deleted his profile. I kept looking. I thought that was the end of that. In the meantime I had learned that I really got into wearing a lace jock. A potential hook up sent me a black lace number from Candyman and when I put it on I felt amazingly turned on. I know that with a man I am a total bottom but this was taking it to a different level. Over the year I had some one offs where I wore it when getting fucked and it was hot. I posted a picture of my plump ass with lace panty-like jock on a hook up site. One day I see a message from a black total top who said he loved “plump white ass” and wanted to see more, he included a pick of his semi hard cock which made me weak in the knees. It was the guy from before with a different account. Total tops with a BBC are hard to find in this PNW city so I obliged him. We spent several weeks messaging back and forth and his tone was different, he seemed to really be into me and me wearing the lace jock. He said he liked making total bottoms into a sissy. He said his cum would bring out my natural femme side, make me more submissive and yielding to him. I was taken aback since I was uncomfortable with being feminized, but I was turned on. It was more the humiliation and submission than making me female. Being a man so turned on by another man that he forgets he has a cock and all his pleasure comes from taking his. That had me excited. We finally made arrangements to meet. We made arrangements to meet. I showed up to his place on a Saturday afternoon. He let’s me in through his garage. He is built like an linebacker. My instructions were to change and go up to his bed room. Once there I was his to use. I stripped off my clothes and slipped on the lace jock, I was clearly excited,I had a silk robe that was left at my house by an ex girlfriend that I put on to cover myself a little more. It felt special and sexy in a way that was different. As I walked up the stairs to his bedroom I found myself shedding any sense of my masculine self and by the time I reached his room I was something different. I walked into his bedroom and there he was. He was wearing boxers and tank top and standing 6’4”. I could see his bulge and I felt excited and weak in the knees. My cock was straining against the lace jock but the rest of my body was coming alive. I said that I was glad I could finally put my words into action and dropped to my knees. He said nothing but pulled his big black cock out and I took him in my mouth, feeling him grow and pulse inside me. He let out a sigh and said, suck it bitch and I found myself even more turned on and willing to take him. He let me go at him before he put his hands on my head and pushed me onto him. He wouldn't let me back off him as he pushed past my gag reflex and started to slowly but firmly fuck my face. I was gagging and scared and tried to push off but he wasn’t having any of that. I had to take him for all I was worth, I am not a very good cock sucker but something about his alphaness made me want to yield to him. This went on for a while. I struggled but kept at it. I wanted to please, I loved feeling overwhelmed by him and I loved him taking control of me. My pleasure turned from outward to inward. The more rough he was with me the more I wanted to give into him. He would pull his cock out of me and I would hear feel an emptiness and try to take him back in my mouth. I was begging for his cock. There I was sucking a big cock in what felt like panties. I tossed off my robe and pressed against his leg as I sucked him. I ran my hands up his legs and ass, feeling his muscles and his strength. I was intoxicated by the pure strength of him. I was soaking up his manliness and was lost in the moment. That is when he pulls me up to my feet spins me around and and pushes me onto his bed, before I can react his hands are pulling my waist up and I can feel his cock between my cheeks. STAY he commands, while he lubes up his cock. Before I could think of anything, before I could say, should we get a condom his hot raw cock parted my lips and he slide his entire cock into me. Hew was balls deep in my hole. It feels amazing, it hurt but only in a way that felt really good, then the pain quickly moved to intense pleasure, it was like his cock fit my hole perfectly. He had my by the waste and started to work my hole with his cock. I heard him moan with pleasure and he said YOU NEED TO BE BREED. He was rough and just like when he was fucking my troat I found myself yielding to his attack, loving how taken I felt. I had no place to go, I was being taken, I was his to use and I loved it. I didn’t care that he was in me raw. I loved that he decided we were going BB and he was going to breed me, it made me feel wanted. His fucking was merciless. I’d try to fall off my knees and he would pull me back up onto him. I was being opened up deep, I cloud feel a change. My cock went from hard to semi hard.. He was grunting and moaning and I loved hearing him getting pleasure from me. I asked him if he liked my pussy. He said “Yes, I am going to breed that plump white ass and you are going to take all my cum. You job is to take all my cum you understand that sissy?” I did, further more I wanted it and Then it started to happen my prostate had been getting hit regularly by his cock I had that semi erect feeling like I had to pee but now it was getting more and more intense. Pleasure radiated from where his cock was in me spreading throughout my whole body. My nipples were extra sensitive, my skin was electric my lips were on fire. The feeling and pleasure built and I was shuddering. Suddenly I felt myself cuming in my pantiy-jock. I shouted “You’re fucking the cum out of me!” in surprise and delight. and that seemed to get him going. He bucked and held his cock deep in me and through my sensations felt his cock unload his seed in me. He moaned loudly, I cried out a yes as his cum replaced mine. I was about to roll off him but he held me onto him. He didn’t stop. He kept sliding in and out of me. I thought I was spent but I got hard immediately and the waves of pleasure kept rolling from my ass through my entire body. I was having multiple prostate orgasms. I have had one or two in a session but now they were rolling through me with no end in sight. I lost myself to the sensation. Between his grunts he said “You are cumming like a woman now, you are cumming like the sissy you are!” I couldn’t deny it, the feeling that was coming from my ass was better than any other orgasm I had had before. I was freaked out but I didn’t want it to stop. His cock was filling me in a way didn’t know I craved. Eventually he pulled out and I tried to hold his seed in me. He spread my cheeks and got excited watching his cum gush from my hole, He rubbed it around my ass and under my panties onto my balls and my cock, saying “Yeah, you are covered in my cum now you are my bitch.” I slid off the bed onto my knees in a heap at his feet. He didn’t let up. He wasn’t fully hard but he was still turned on. He started to slap my face with his semi erect cock. He kept angling to put it in my mouth but I refused. I said NO wash it off I am not doing ATM it’s gross. He said he likes it because it’s a submission thing and I said, it’s a limit. He walked away, rinsed off his cock and started feeding it to me again. I hadn’t regained my sense of self, I was still in unknown territory due to the exhaustion of the pounding, the taking of his cum and from the prostate orgasms I had (leared thise are also known as sissygasms) I know I wanted to keep him in me. I had told him I would swallow his load and it looked like that was my next mission. He lay on the bed and I got between his legs, this isn’t sex among equals, this is an alpha man and his bottom, total bottom, his submissive sissy and I was loving it. I worked his cock lovingly, I took him deeper than I had any other man. I was bound and determined to get another load out of him and to do what I had promised. Sucking his cock was not just foreplay to getting fucked, it was an act of lust and satisfaction for me. I lost track of time, I was getting a sore jaw and my neck was starting to ache. I had resorted to using my hand to help with the blowjob. I know it was cheating but I wanted to make him cum. He pulled my hand away and pushed my head down onto him. I nkew this was it, he started to buck into me and I could tell he was working up to shooting his load. He got up to his knees and I did my best to stay on his cock but I dropped him. He grabbed his cock and started jacking it. “Come Get it” he said and I immediately got my mouth on the head of his cock. After a few strokes his cum flooded into my mouth. I could taste him, it was earthy and salty and I didn’t like it but I took it. I said I would, I swallowed each pulse as he gave it. He squeegeed out every last drop and I swallowed it. He lay back on the bed. I laid with him but my head on his lap staring at his spent cock. My hands felt his muscles and I felt his strong arms and chest. I was soaking in the sensation of him masculinity and I was loving it. It was a huge shift and turn on for me to enjoy the feeling of all of a man. I found myself not wanting to leave. I wanted more of him on me and in me. I think we fell asleep because the next thing I remember was his fingers playing with my hole.My Cum is still in you, hot. He said. He figured me and I got excited, I offered him my ass to do with as he pleased. I spread my cheeks for him. I loved the feeling of his strong hands on my butt and on my body. He crawled on top of my and put his full weight on me as his hard cock slid effortless ly into my hole, It was like it never left. I moaned and cried out but it was for pleasure. His body was crushing me as he was fucking me. I couldn’t move. I told him that and I tried to move but I couldn’t. He whispered into my ear. “You are my sissy now, this is what it means to be fucked by a real man.” His words affirmed it. Again I was being taken. I struggled to get breath and a little relief from his weight but I didn't want to not feel him on me. I gave in, I opened up and surrendered to him and when I did the pleasure I got expanded. I forgot I had a cock, all I felt was where his manhood was in me or on me. Pleasure engulfed me from what was happening.At some point I was hard told him. He let up a bit so I could get my hand down into my panties. I started rubbing my cock, not griping it, but rubbing it. I told Him I was rubbing my cock like a clit. And he said because I am a sissy and that is what sissys do when fucked by a real man. He called me sissy, slut, bitch, cunt, faggot, fucktoy, and I loved itl He then shifted his strokes in me and I asked him if he was about to cum. He grunted YES and I begged him to breed me again. I rubbed my clictcok at the same time and He said he wanted me to cum while on his cock. I worked my clitcock for all I was forth as he fucked me. I felt my orgasm grow from deep as I came. I feel proud to have cum on command for him and I felt proud to cum on his cock. He kept at my ass for a while, reaching into my cum soaked panties and rubbing it on my balls and my hole. He flipped mo over onto my back and had my legs over his shoulders. It was clear I was limp but I was in heaven with the feeling. He lorded over me for a while before he arched up and came in my hole again. I loved the feeling of pleasing him. I didn’t care for any other sensation but what it felt like with his cock in me. Hear reared and arched as he came in me again. I took him for all I was worth. We laid there spent for awhile. I got up and went to the bathroom to wash my face. I looked up and he was behind me in the mirror. He looked me in the eyes and said I had done well, he was fully drained. He then said if he wasn’t he would have taken my ass right there as I was bent of the sink. I said I would love that. “NEXT TIME” he said. My heart raced… yes please next time.

When I see a profile that has a list of "don't do/don't be" and other negative or restrictive terms it blunts any interest I might have had. That's equally true when the terms don't apply directly to me. Profiles that focus on the complimentary positive side without judgement don't get this blunting reaction from me. I'm always looking for men to find and grow joy for us both while they use my cunt.

I love gentlemen such as yourself. Nasty, full of angry sperm ready to be unleashed into many young men's rectums. Keep up the good work. Your profile is amazing!!! Love your cock and balls. Breed my male cunt and let me taste my ass on your cock.

Hampstead Heath last night: someone on BBRT posted they were going to set up a sling in the trees - I thought this was an interesting idea and worth seeing. I went up there and explored extensively but never found the guy. It seems like a good idea and I might well investigate a good spot to do that in the daylight. It wasn't overly busy, but it wasn't a wasted trip - received two pretty decent fucks, gave two and loaded a really skinny asian guy. Some fetish trampling play too. First decent cruising session since lockdown, so quite happy.

Part 6: I concentrated on staying awake. I was petrified that I would pass out and drown in my own piss. I could hear the crowd growing in the room next door but my world was consumed by the recycling of stronger and stronger piss as the diuretic worked its magic. My mouth was dry and parched and the piss did little to relieve the discomfort. I felt someone at my wrist and a prick as someone cannulated me. I felt the unmistakable relief of fluids being administered via a drip and the dryness in my mouth disappeared in seconds. I was covered in a fresh layer of sweat as my body got more rehydrated. I felt the piss gag being removed and my face was soaked in a fresh coating of piss as the tube from my dick was pointed at my face. I then felt a butt plug being pushed into my arse and some muffled laughter as the tube was fitted to the butt plug. I soon felt the unmistakable warmth as piss flooded my arse and the warm rush as my tina-laced piss was absorbed back into my system. Damn! These guys were my kind of filthy and depraved. I had been lying there for about two hours when I again felt my restraints being undone and my blindfold removed. My arse was super full of tina piss and I was helped to a standing position and guided to the bathroom to clean up. It was a relief to get rid of the accumulated sweat and piss. I was given a toothbrush, some mouth wash etc. I was careful not to disturb the cannula and I wondered if they would re-admin me with some more tina via the cannula as well - those sorts of medical scenes really get me going too. I was feeling refreshed and very well hydrated. The door to the bathroom opened and Ken walked through the door. He walked up to me and grabbed my head in his hands and kissed me roughly - totally dominating and owning me. His hands roamed up and down my torso and took my nipples in his hands and pulled and twisted them. I felt his hands wander down to my hard dick and slowly work the catheter out of my dick. Again, it was a unique sensation and I made the mistake of reaching for his wrist. He gave me a cold stare that chilled me, but he stopped what he was doing. He refitted the wrist and ankle restraints and fitted a collar to my neck. He attached the wrist restraints and a leash to the collar, pushed me against the bathroom wall, and resumed the extraction of the catheter. Once the catheter was removed, Ken lifted a wicked-looking penis plug to my line of sight. It was ribbed and very thick and had a ring on one end to secure it to the dick once it was inserted, and a ring to go around the balls and attach to the other. I looked at it in trepidation as Ken fed my balls through the larger ring and then expertly worked the plug down my urethra. I winced as it was pushed down my dick but I knew better than to try and stop what was happening. Once it had been inserted all the way down, he started to slowly jack my dick to hardness. It was fairly uncomfortable as it lengthened and forced more and more of the rod down my piss slit. Ken then led me out of the bathroom and back into the main room of the clubhouse. The room was packed and I could smell the sweat and the beer hanging in the air. I felt my torso being forced over and my wrists and ankles were attached to what looked like a saw-horse. It left my body very exposed and I wondered what was going to happen next. A popper soaked rag was tied around my mouth again. If I breathed through my nose, I could get fresh air, if I breathed through my mouth, I got poppered up. I saw Ken in my periphery insert a loaded rig into the cannula and depress the plunger. Simultaneously, a hand pinched my nose shut forcing me to breathe through my mouth and, as the poppers had their effect and the rush from the slam built, I felt another dick plunge into my exposed arse… Round two had begun.

In your mind, as you say. Not in science. Just because you learn to re-purpose something to your advantage doesn’t mean it was intended for that purpose all along. The function of the concentration of nerve endings in the anorectal region is principally to signal the body when it is time to evacuate waste, and to signal when the zone is empty and the process is complete. Without this complex signalling system, we would be constantly fouling ourselves without notice, if we had any bowel control at all. Not ideal - ask anyone who has to live with a colostomy bag. In nature, mother animals often stimulate their young to produce bowel movements by licking the anus until the young animal has matured enough to continue regularly. This can be observed with cats and young kittens, and because they’re domesticated, cats never really forget that anal pleasure is something associated with a caregiver. So when your cat wanders up to you with its tail straight up in the air, guess what it’s halfway hoping for? When mine does this I just look at her and tell her flatly, “I’m not licking your butt.” The prostate is where it is because that is the optimal location for forcing seminal fluid into the urethra in combination with the other components of semen and compressing in under its muscular contractions so as to give the fluid the ability to exit the other end of the penis with enough velocity and force to reach its destination inside another body. The prostate did not evolve into its current location because gay men couldn’t enjoy buttsex without a g-spot to call their own. Really, we have a hard enough time as it is getting the heteronormative world to accept the possibility that maybe, just maybe, we really were born wired for same-sex attraction - trying to foist an obviously absurd argument that the human ass was actually designed for gay sex is not going to help matters.

Make sure to have a well-cleaned hole that can be fucked for a long time

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.

Part 4 Rick undid the straps, and guided me over to a soft-looking couch I had not previously noticed. He put down a dog training pad on the seat, and said, “Kneel on it.” I climbed on to the couch with a wobble, still not fully balancing after he inflicted such torture on my hole. Rick got the lube bottle from the sling, slicked himself up, but gave none to me. I looked at him quizzically. “No lube?” “Nope. Your blood will provide all the lube you need.” I dropped my head as I positioned my ass in the air. Whatever happened next, there was no going back. I wanted to tell him to stop, that I can’t continue because of the bleeding. Blood play isn’t my thing at all. As he climbed on the couch and positioned himself behind me, I let out a small whimper. “This is it,” I thought. “I brought this on myself. But it feels so right...!” This time, Rick’s cock caressed my hole. He let out a soft gasp as he entered me. The lube was nice and cool, but alternated between pain and pleasure. Rick took his time now, and fucked me in a way that suggested he wanted me to feel every second of this. But it didn’t last. The angle was no good, and he kept sliding back off the couch on his left foot. Rick pulled out and stood up to full height. “Flip over,” he ordered. I complied, happy to be back on my back and off my elbows. I raised my legs and pointed the toes at Jebus. Rick got on the couch again, and returned to fucking me. “This hole’s great,” he said. “Good hole… good hole… good hole… good POZ hole…” He was almost in a trance. The instinct to breed and destroy had fully taken over. I couldn’t see his eyes clearly, but I could certainly see his face. It was suddenly angelic - calm, peaceful, relaxed. “This is his natural environment,” thought I. “He’s doing it, and it feels amazing.” I was suddenly in heaven, and forgot to worry about my bleeding rectum. His cock was stopping the bloodflow, maybe? I like to imagine that it was. Rick continued to plow, and then his body felt really hot against mine. I saw his otherwise shapeless physique go tense, and he dropped a bead of sweat on me. His features finally came into full view as he suddenly pitched the head downwards to look me square in the face. “This is it,” he groaned. “Breathe your last as a neg man, Steve. You ready for it?” I gave a dramatic pause. “Yes. Do it,” I fearlessly answered. Rick’s motions increased, his physical power overwhelming me, his rhythms gaining speed. He was drilling me HARD, and pain was becoming the dominant feature of our fucking. His cock rammed in and out of my hole in a blink. He would fully withdraw, then slam back in. Withdrew again, and re-enter with force. My balls began to ache from all the tension and physical assault. And within a few seconds, his torso lurched up toward the ceiling head first as he let out a primal scream of uncharacteristic fury. The deed was done, and his potentially charged swimmers were moving to a new location in my red district. I suddenly envisioned a cartoony image of toxic sperm shooting down a bright red shaft and making a right turn at the gash created by the metallic condom, and it made me chuckle. As Rick’s thrusts slowed to stillness, he asked, “What’s so funny? Hardly a time to be laughing.” I inhaled deeply, and let out a loud sigh of relief. “It was nothing,” I lied. “I just… can’t believe I did that.” He tried to stand up, and nearly fell. “What do you mean ‘what YOU just did’? I think I deserve an honourable mention,” he said jokingly. “Right, sorry,” I quickly answered. “What WE just did. That was incredible.” I decided that the cruel condom didn’t matter, and didn’t even acknowledge it. I wanted to bask in the moment, and consider this crossed off my Fuckit List. So I put my legs down to rest, and just lay there in all our natural juices. Rick let me remain, and went back to the ashtray. He found our cigars had put themselves out, but were not fully smoked, so he relit them. Brought mine back to me for a post-coital smoke. He motioned for me to sit up so he could join me on the couch. I did so. Neither of us spoke, and he just held me in his arms. The post-pozzing bliss was welcoming, and I noticed for the first time how silent the room was. All I could really hear was his breathing, mine, and the occasional sizzle of burning tobacco. As I came down from the high, Rick finally broke the silence. “Steve.” I turned my head toward him as much as my neck would allow. “Yeah?” He hesitated before continuing. “Welcome to the club.” I fully turned myself on the couch to look fully at him. “Club?” I enquired. “Yep,” he said, voice as colourless as glass. “This is what you wanted. And now you’re going to be poz. For real.” I wanted to be horrified, angry, frightened. He deviated from the script completely, and the thought crossed my mind to stick my lighted cigar right in his eye socket. But I felt that wouldn’t do justice to what I was feeling. But exactly WHAT was I feeling? Pride? Horny? Accomplished? Violated? Yes, all four. But three of the four were positive feelings, so I did not respond in hostility. I went for a neutral reaction. “That wasn’t what I asked you to do,” I said in an even tone. “Sure, the sex was great, though the condom surprised me, but this was supposed to be a fake conversion. To see if I could go through with the real thing.” Rick’s facial expression didn’t change. He looked at me stoically and said, “You just did. And how did that make you feel?” I considered it. “Empowered. Bold. Turned on as hell!” He sucked hard on his stogie, and inhaled deeply, saying nothing. Instead of exhaling the smoke, he grabbed my face and shotgunned it into me with a kiss. “Then you were ready.” His breath was hot and dry, and my own cock reawakened at this. I realized I hadn't got off myself, no last neg load, but... maybe I didn't need it? His tone went lower, and he continued, “But if you decide that you’re NOT, you can go to the clinic in the next couple days, and reverse it.” He leaned back on the couch, and propped his left leg upon his right knee. “But I don’t think you will.” Another draw on the cigar. He was serious. He actually came off his meds to poz me. In total conflict with his message for his leather title, he went against his public standards and spread the bug just because his friend asked him to. So I brought it up. “What about your platform? That speech you recited at Mr World Leather about protecting others from the bug?” He practically dismissed the question, saying, “Well, nobody’s perfect.” His hypocrisy actually didn’t bother me. I had what I wanted, and he obliged. He committed fully to the part, and while it wasn’t precisely what I envisioned, the overall result was better and more fun. Better him than some random bathhouse fuck, and that massive dick made it worth it. Another guy might not have been so kind to me, or put in as much variety. And now I knew I could handle it. “You did really well. And I’ll be here if you need help through the conversion,” he said. “But for now, let’s get you cleaned up.” He stubbed out the cigar; I did likewise. We rose from the couch, and he guided me upstairs carefully, completely forgetting our clothes. Rick and I climbed the stairs and went into his bathroom. The place was spotlessly white. I wish I could say the same for my ruined butthole. “Stand in the tub and face the back wall,” he said kindly. I did as requested, and placed my hands on the wall for support. “You’re not going to start rimming me, are you?” Didn’t want this dude felching out the load or drinking my blood. That would be too much. “Naw, we’re just gonna have a look at your gape,” he said, getting down to his knees to see. He probed gently with a finger, and silently inspected. “Yep, it’s in there, all right,” he finally announced. “And it looks like the bleeding stopped.” I turned round to face him. “The tear is actually very small.” He put both his hands on my shoulders, and faced me head on. I dropped my head and gaze in submission. “Look at me, Steve.” I raised my head and suddenly felt shame. “Are you okay?” I blinked once, maybe twice. “Yeah, I will be.” He looked satisfied. “Okay. But remember -- you asked for it!!”

Absolutely. I can't imagine fucking an ass without rimming. Before, during and after the fuck. I love how the hole changes as my tongue and cock repeatedly invade it. Loosening it, making it mine for the playtime. Felching my own load (and sharing it with those bottoms who love to snowball) is my biggest fetish. And I love tasting another man's cock and load in a used hole, just as much as my own. The most intimate sex act I can think of is the two of us rimming each other in a 69 and then kissing--tasting our asses on each other's tongues... And don't get me started about men with prolapsed rosebuds who can push their cummy holes actually into my mouth...

12, by these two guys that were camping next to my family near the Grand Canyon. I snuck out of my parent’s camper and into their tent. Still can get hard remembering that night.

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My first time actually getting fucked was with an escort and his boyfriend. Ironically I’d booked him the night before and, for at least the third time, gave up on being penetrated because of the pain. But the need to try it was getting worse and, when I rang him the next night, I just said “don’t listen to me. Just do it”. He brought his boyfriend because he thought I might chicken out again, I suppose, and he wanted to put on a ‘show’ since I obviously earned a decent wage and was ok with spending it on sex... Long story short, I couldn’t protest if my mouth was full of his boyfriend’s cock and, even though it was the heights of the AIDS epidemic, I was so desperate to get fucked, the subject of condoms just never arose. I had them; I’m pretty sure he had them; it just didn’t come up. After him, my next sexual partner was an old guy in a public toilet a few days later. I was going to insist upon a condom but, again, by the time said “I’m going to fuck you now” and turned me around, bent me over and inserted his cock into me, the last thing I could think about was asking him to pause to put on a condom. After he fucked me, I went back to his place (in a caravan) and he fucked me all night. I had post-coital regret the next morning and did the whole “are you negative?” line. That discussion didn’t end well for safe sex; his answer was to start kissing me deeply and push my legs open and enter me again. I was just overcome with the fucking and, at some point, agreed that he could fuck me any time and that I needed him to fuck me and cum inside me. He fucked me often for at least a decade; many times I went to his caravan determined to keep getting fucked but only if it was safe and every time he’d just start kissing me, telling me how much he wanted me and how much he knew I wanted him to fuck me. And he made it clear while he was kissing me and undressing me, that I had two choices. Either he fucked me raw or we’d stop fucking. And every single time, he’d ease me onto my back, push open my legs and enter me. Once his dick was balls deep, he’d pause from the kissing and licking and remind me that he fucked raw, would fuck me raw and that I could leave any time I liked. Every. Single. Time. Honestly, I couldn’t control myself around him. He wasn’t remotely good looking but he was an extraordinary, passionate fucker who, as much as I tried to stay away, I just couldn’t. It was because of his “talent” that I would argue I didn’t really make a “decision” to bareback; at least not until a decade later. Even then, I decided to play safe for probably another decade but was a pushover if a guy preferred barebacking. Five years ago or so, I finally made an actual “decision” to bareback and accept the logical consequences if they arose.

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