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Fiction/Fantasy all wrapped in one with a pinch of "I want this" too 🙂 I have been wanting to get into the leather scene for some time now. Add this to me slut tendencies and it is probably the perfect storm. I have been working in the country for the past 5 years and am now moving back to the city and have decided to pursue my leather dreams. I am 5'7" tall and athletic build in my early 40's, so a bit of a late bloomer. Naturally smooth accept down below and I have been on PreP for the past 3 years. Just before my move, I decided to go off PreP to give my body a break. I knew it was risky, but I figured if it is going to happen, it will. One thing I intended on doing as soon as I got back to the city was get as much cock and cum as possible. I have always been turned on by dominant and confident tops in leather. Being the submissive bottom I got myself a black leather vest and a black leather kilt. It was quite short and it only went down just below my arse. I started talking to a guy on Recon named Mike who was a leather top who frequented the leather bars and events and he offered to show me around and introduce me to the scene. We never discussed status. Come Friday night he picked me up and under my kilt I wore a pair of black jocks and nothing else. I get turned on too easy and I needed some control over my cock especially when simply socializing. I got in the car and Mike lent over and kissed me right there out the front of my apartment block and slid his hand up the front of my kilt and grabbed my hardening cock. "Good - that needs to be kept under control - based on that kilt, all the action will be at the back" He then licked his middle finger and slid his hand under and slid his finger up my arsehole. "nice and clean. I think a lot of the guys tonight are going to be real happy to meet you". Mike was only a few inches taller than me, but he was built like a brick house. He was wearing a leather harness and chaps with a jock strap and boots. He was really muscly and really hairy with dark hair. He was only 35 years old. He had a 3d growth on his face that ground my face when he kiss me. And of course he was a smoker. The taste when he kissed me was intoxicating. He lent back and lit up a smoke and we drove off too the leather bar. As we drove to the bar Mike is telling me a bit about himself and that on occasions he let's guys fuck him too, but predominantly that he is a top. "That's all it takes, but that's a discussion for later. Tonight you are mine. My date. My man. Sometimes it can get a little dirty at the bar, but I will look after you" he says while his hand stays on my thigh the whole drive. "I know most of the guys there and I think you will be pretty popular in that kilt. So, as I said, you're my date tonight. But if a guy hits on you or tries to play with you, only the guys I approve can play with you." He moves his hand up to my cock again and it is straining against the jock strap. "Hmmm you like the sound of that don't you?" I smile at him and say "Fuck yeah". He then states "no matter what happens, I get to be the last one in you tonight though" and he flashes me a cheeky smile. "Actually, why don't you come back to my place tonight and spend the night. There is a lot I would like to give, I mean show, you". We get to the bar and I am surprised at how many people Mike knows. He pretty much knows everyone. He introduces me to heaps of guys all in various forms of leather and they are all really nice. We stand at a round table drinking when a guy my own height comes up and hugs Mike and looks at me and says "fuck, who is this?" Mike introduces me as his date. The guy's name is Dave and he goes off to get a beer and returns to us and tells me he is Mikes "brother". I think how cool is that to have a brother also being gay. As we are talking I feel Dave's hand on my arse and go under and I feel him start to try to finger my hole, but it is pretty dry. I look at Mike and I see that Mike knows what is going on. Mike kisses me and whispers in my ear. "Dave is a brother and a good friend. You let him do whatever he wants to you, ok?" I nod and Mike winks at Dave. Dave leans in and says "I am just gonna lube and loosen you up. Come with me. He grabs my hand and leads me to a corridor just off the bar area and before I know it i am leaning against the wall and Dave is rimming me like a pro. Guys are walking past and complementing him and slapping my kilted arse while Dave is under the back of my kilt. Dave stands up and kisses the back of my neck and whispers "Mike told me he was bringing you tonight, so I haven't cum all week and I really got to bust a load quickly now or I will explode". Without further warning he shoves his thick 7 inch cock in me right there in the hallway. "This is a gift I have been saving all week for you, and there will be more to come" and within minutes he is flooding my insides with his seed. He was horny! We walk back to Mike at our table and Mike kisses me and puts his hand under my kilt again and slides his finger in my arse and pulls it out and holds it up between us. "Fuck Dave, you have been saving it. I like Dave's cum, it is special" He licks it off his finger and then kisses me and we fight for every drop kissing. We have another drink and another of Mikes friends cums up and I am not even told his name. But Mike knows him. "Mate I have to head off, got an early start, but I really need to seed" And Mike laughs and says "sure, throw one in quickly and we can catch up on the weekend." I was expecting to go back tot he hallway or somewhere, but this guy literally pulls out his hard cock right there and steps in behind me and lifts the back of my kilt and just slides right in. "Oh nice man, all prepared - who's is it?" "Dave's" Mike says and and the guy says "hot - the special mix". I cannot believe this guy is standing behind me fucking me in the bar area. No one seems to care though. I feel a couple of deep thrusts and the guy says "here you go, my gift for you tonight" and he grunts and I can feel my arse filling with his seed. He just slides out, slaps my are and says good bye and leaves. As the night goes on I am fucked by 3 more guys all the while at the bar with Mike. Mike seems pretty proud of my arse, but after 5 loads Mike says it is getting late and it's getting time he gave me his seed. We walk out to the car and I can feel drops of cum down my legs. As we get to the car, with no warning, Mike pushes me down over the bonet of the car and shoves his 9 inch cock in me with one thrust. "Fuck yeah, wet, slippery and ready to receive my special seed" Mike fucks me hard and he is loud. A few guys have started to watch and one or two of them are telling me that Mike's cum will be the prize of the night. After 5 minutes Mike is balls deep inside me shooting rope after rope of his seed inside me and saying "take it, take my special gift tonight" I am flattered he considers his cum a gift to me. When he is done, he says stay that way. I am thinking he is gonna let more guys fuck me but he doesn't. "I could feel some cum dripping down your leg. It shouldn't be wasted". He kneels down and starts licking my arse hole and inner thighs cleaning all the cum up, and then standup and kisses me with it. After the kiss he says "would be a shame to waste it". We drive back to his place where we step out on to the balcony still in out leather gear and have a smoke and another drink. It is not long before I am bent over the railing and he is flooding my insides with another load of his seed. After the second load he sits on the chair and I straddle him and we kiss like that for a while. He looks me in the eyes and says "You like having my seed in you?" I am in heaven and I say "I love it" and kiss him again. We head inside and get out of our leathers and go to bed where we snuggle and kiss some more. Mike is smiling and says "Let me relieve some of your pressure now." He gives me the best head job I have ever had and after i shoot my seed in his mouth he moves up and dribbles it all back into my mouth. When his mouth is empty, he says "enjoy it. It's probably the last neg load you will ever shoot" and smiles and kisses me until it is all gone. After we have finished kissing with the load I am looking at him surprised, but weirdly turned on even more. He can tell. "Dave has a very high viral load, so I am pretty sure he would have done the deed. But all the other guys that I let fuck you were un-medicated poz." I reply "And you?" Mike kisses me again "I haven't been on meds for years". I don't understand what happened, but it was like a switch turning in my head. I grab his face and kiss him harder than ever and say "Then why the fuck did you stop?" Mike fucks me three more times that night, only those times he does it with purpose. He invites Dave and a few of his mates around over the rest of the weekend and they all repeatedly fuck me. Only then when totally naked do I see various forms of bio hazard tattoos on them.

So here's a new story I'm starting. For you fans of my Prince Eric story, don't worry, I'm still working on that too. I just have soooooo many perverted stories going on in my head I get side tracked and want to get them all out. _________________________________________ Part 1 So I guess it's fair to say I definitely have a type. Young and trashy is what gets my dick hard. You can keep your pretty boy jock types. Give me a scruffy, tattooed, pierced,18, 19, 20 year old piece of skinny white trash any day. If they're straight, even better. There's nothing like getting my 11 inch pierced cock buried in a trashy straight boys hole and breeding him over and over until his stretched out pussy is leaking cum. Especially when I can share him with my buddies. And I've broken in my share of boys over the years, seducing them, corrupting them, destroying them. This is a story about one such boy. My favorite boy. I was very lucky and had an apartment that overlooked a skate park in the seedy part of town. I can't tell you how many hours I spent looking out my window, binoculars in one hand, my big leaking cock in the other, masturbating while I spied on the young men as they did their tricks and stunts. On a good day, some of them would remove their shirts, and I could ogle their thin, pale bodies as I would ejaculate into a glass so I could collect and freeze my loads for future use. One day, in late spring, a new boy started showing up. Sometimes with his girlfriend, sometimes alone. When his girlfriend was there, they'd make out and sometimes disappear into the thick bushes for a while, doing what I could only imagine was sexual. This boy was perfect. He stood probably 6 ft tall and weighed maybe 140 soaking wet. His dirty blond hair was long and hung down over his face. When the wind blew it out of his face, I could see his lower lip had three piercings, one in the middle and one on each corner. Both his eyebrows were pierced as was his septum with a ring that sported a big ball hanging down and his ears were gauged out with large plugs. He also sported some chin scruff that hung down a few inches. His body was a joy to behold. His skinny arms both sported colorful full sleeves with sculls and flames and demons and the like. Above his flat pecs in gothic script was the word respect. A tuft of brown hair sat in the middle of his chest and his nipples sported thick bars in them. His furry belly button was pierced and tatooed with red lips and an arrow that followed his treasure trail pointing to his crotch. His legs were very hairy which almost guaranteed that his ass crack and butthole would be as well. Yummy. And to top it off, he had a huge pair of wings tattooed on his back. He was the perfect piece of filthy white trash and I wanted him desperately. I wasted no time implementing my plan shortly after he started hanging out at the skate park. I started by nonchalantly hanging around on a nearby bench, "reading." I would casually light a joint and smoke it while I watched the boy. He would glance my way frequently with that look in his eye like he wanted to smoke, and after only a week of this, he finally approached me. A shadow fell across me and I looked up to see the shirtless boy standing in front of me with his board under his arm. "Hey man, can you share a couple of puffs?" He asked me, flicking the hair from out of his face. "I don't know kid." I answered. "How old are you?" "19." He replied. "Well, I always believe in sharing." I said as I motioned for him to sit down. He sat next to me, his shorts sagging down revealing black boxer briefs. I got a whiff of his slight body odor and my cock stirred a little. We passed the joint back and forth and I found out a little about my intended conquest. His name was TJ, Theodore James exactly, and he lived a couple of blocks away with four other guys in a two bedroom apartment. I could only imagine the squalor they lived in. He worked as a tattooist and piercer, which explained why he already had so much work done at such a young age. He was a product of the foster system and his old man was in jail and he had no idea where his mother was. Ahhhhhh, a broken home, how perfect. He had even spent a couple of years in juvie for stealing a car and dealing drugs. I was amazed at how open this kid was to a stranger, but then, he was stoned. After about an hour I told him I needed to take off, but not before I slipped him a little bud. He was extremely grateful, which is exactly what I wanted. Got to make him trust me before I wreck him. This went on for a week. Everyday we would chill and smoke while I tried not to come across as creepy. Not that I appeared creepy. I was a nice looking 35 year old, maybe a little on the chunky side, but not fat. I stood just a little taller than TJ at 6 ft 1. And everyday when I left, I slipped TJ a little bud. So after a week, I decided it was time to up the ante. I told TJ I had some really killer bud back at my place, which I did, and that he should come over so we could smoke it out of a bong. He happily followed me back to my apartment and in half an hour we were both ripped out of our minds and I made my move. Looking him directly in his slanted eyes, I began. "So, TJ, I've been hooking you up all week and I have a favour. I want to suck your dick." "Dude, what the fuck?" He said in a very stoned voice. "I'm not a fag! Are you a fag?" "Yes, I'm gay, and I want to blow you. I think it's the least you could do." "No way man! I'm not going to let you swing on my dick!" At this point, I doubled down as TJ was not moving away from me. I placed my hand on his thigh and said, " I can suck your dick better than your girlfriend. No one will know, and I'll make it worth your while." I pulled out an 8th of my killer weed and dangled it in front of him. His eyes lit up and I could see the wheels turning in his head. After a minute of silence he said, "All you want to do is suck my dick? Nothing else? And you'll give me that sack and no one will know?" "No one." I promised. TJ looked at me for a few more seconds before snatching the baggie out of my hand. "Fine, but it's our secret." I handed him the bong as I crawled between his legs. My hands shook as I reached up and pulled down his shorts and underwear, rubbing his hairy thighs. His cock was nestled in his very bushy brown pubic hair and was surprisingly big, 6 inches soft. He had a magic cross piercing, where two bars crossed each other through the head of his dick, and a lorum, which is the base of the dick right above the balls. I tenderly put it in my mouth as he took another big bong hit. My nostrils were hit with the smell of his sweaty balls mixed with stale piss and my own cock sprang to life in my shorts. My warm wet mouth soon had TJ to his full rock hard nine inches. He started moaning as I went to town on his cock, giving him the best blowjob of his young life. I deep throated him and massaged him with my throat muscles. He moaned as I massaged his balls and rubbed his guiche piercing. He was totally into the blowjob as he put his hands on the back of my head and started fucking my face. "Oh fuck dude! That feels so good! No bitch has ever sucked my cock this good! Take it you fag! Suck that big dick! Oh fuck, I'm cumming!" TJ started shooting off into my mouth, filling it up with the sweetest white trash load I had ever tasted. Spurt after giant spurt filled me up and I swallowed it all down. TJ collapsed back onto the couch as sweat poured off of him. "Oh, we're going to be doing that again dude!" He panted as the last of his load dribbled into my mouth. I smiled to myself knowing this was only the beginning for his skinny white trash ass.

Part 2 "Eli, We're both soaked and it's nearing midnight. Why don't you stay here. We can talk more in the morning and get your sorted out. But for now- let's get you set up with some dry things and get you to bed. You must be exhausted." "It's been a long day- I don't have anything else to wear i just grabbed my bag and left. Are you sure it's alright if I stay? I didn't know where else to go. All my friends from school are away or not someone i'd want to bother. but you- you were the one person I thought could understand." Eli stammered out, his exhaustion coming through. I got him set up with a towel and showed him to the bathroom to shower the day away. As he showered my phone chirped, surprising me. I answered. "You're still up?" It was my husband. "Yes, still up. Just got up. Heading to bed soon." "Was just gonna leave a message I've arrived and am safe at the hotel. Are you alright? You sound surprised." "Fine, Dennis. I'm doing fine. I was just asleep on the couch when- your call woke me and surprised me is all" Why didn't I tell him about Eli? I felt instinct tell me not to. I heard the shower shut off. Dennis was going on about the plane and how he had yelled at some woman whose children were too loud. He could be a prick. I cut him off. "Dennis- I really must go...to bed. I have an early start tomorrow and am knackered" "Oh alright. Talk soon. Love you" and hung up without waiting for a reply. Like I said, he could be a prick. I shut my phone off and turned just as Eli emerged from the bathroom. I took a moment as my breathe was taken away by his beauty to admire him. His raven hair was stark against his pale white skin- He used to be scrawny but had grown into his slender frame more since graduation. He was now a man. slight muscles on his chest and arms. Still skinny. A tuft of black hair between his pecs and a slight treasure trail leading to below the towel. I met his eyes. I blushed at how indiscrete my oogling had been. His smile quirked and he said "That was refreshing. Thanks for that" End of Part Two

I was on my daily hike in the woods. It was an ordinary day. My mind was wondering. I got to thinking about past mistakes. About the meth use from a few years ago I'd fought hard to get past. I was proud of myself, but every time I thought of it there was a sense of longing there. Of wanting to get to the point again. I brushed it off thought. every time. I'd finally gotten my shit together and everyone in my life was so pleased. But inside i felt the call. Do you know the one? The one that says you had it right before and that societally together is boring. It was way more fun to be wild and free. I stopped running. i downloaded grindr for the first time in two years. I kept running. I stopped again ten minutes later and made a profile, took some pics and started chatting. I was now deep in the woods. I kept running. ping. and running. Ping. I checked. Found a guy and exchanged pics. Damn he was hot. Sexy underwear slut. harness pic. nice cock and ass. Within 5 minutes of convo found out he was a partier who was looking. He loved to get wild when he partied. He had stuff and liked to slam. My heart beat. I said yes. I kept running. the run to my car i tried to talk myself out of it. I tried to convince myself it wasn't worth it. But i knew I was going. I knew that It was long past due for me to answer the call. I ran toward my freedom. When I was in my car we talked more. He sent his location. It's amazing how the horniest hookups happen without a ton of chat. I started to drive to him. I was ready. Let me know if you think I should continue.

Tricked and Set-up (Part I) My name is Danny. I'm 18, 5'8", 125 pounds, thin and lean with a runner's build. My girlfriend and I were big partiers. We would spend every weekend smoking meth, fucking each other (and whoever else was around). One particular weekend we were partying with this guy, Rod, who really loved to tag team my girl’s pussy with me. He was 22, 6'2", 180 pounds, a hot fucker, lean body with a big dick (about 10” long). We just loved breeding her cunt. After that weekend we became good friends and began to hang out. One weekend my girl said she had to go out of town for a few weeks to visit her parents who lived on the other side of the country. That left Rod and me alone to party and troll for pussy, oh, and we got along well 'cause Rod had a great supply to good shit to smoke. This weekend we decided to hang at his place and smoke a little as he called girls he knew to see if we could get some pussy to breed. As he called he offered me some G. I had never done G and thought, ‘What the fuck’ and drank it down. After a good hour of smoking and him calling we were no were closer to getting laid. We kept smoking and chatted as we got to know each other better. In our conversation he asked me if I ever had a booty bump. I told him that I hadn’t and was curious as to what it was and the effect it would have on me. When he told me it involved sticking a nice size shard of meth up my ass I was not enthusiastic at that prospect, but he said it was a better high then smoking. This had me very curious. Rod told me to drop my pants and he’d give me my very first booty bump. Although I thought it a little weird to have a guy play with my ass, I guess the meth and G gave me the courage 'cause I found myself dropping my pants and boxers, and, on Rod's direction, leaning over the arm of the couch. When I had assumed the position, he lubed up a finger and started rubbing my hole. At first it felt a little strange when I felt his finger slowly push into my hole. He then pulled out and told me he was going to stick the meth. This time he stuck two fingers in my hole along with some meth. He told me I should feel the burn as the meth melts which I did. It felt a little strange as he worked his fingers in deeper until he hit something deep inside me that it sent a shock through my cock and I began to get hard, very hard. A small, involuntary grunt escaped my lips as this happened. Then I felt him slid in a third finger as he worked my hole good. Another grunt escaped my mouth as I felt him begin to work three fingers in and out of my hole for a few minutes. Then as quickly as he had them in me they were gone. He asked me, “How are you doing there bro?” As I began to feel the meth work on me and my hard cock throbbed between my legs I told him, “I’m doing fucking fantastic.” He asked me, “Want a little more meth bro?” “Yes, fuck yes!” Rod placed a hand on my upper back, pinning me to the couch as I felt something hard and large begin to press into my ass. I looked over my shoulder to see Rod guiding his cock to my hole. I attempted to move, but couldn’t and with the meth working in my hole I don’t know if I wanted him too stop. As his cock slid into my hole I felt no pain. I felt a burn from the meth he had place on the tip of his dick as he slowly slid his 10” cock into my ass. I felt his balls snug up against mine and as he bottomed out deep inside me, he leaned down and whispered into my ear, “Now you’re gona know what it’s like to be a bred like a bitch.” Those words cut through me as he began to fuck my virgin ass. In my mind I was screaming 'No, please stop', but my body kept asking for more. Every time he slammed into me I would let out a moan of pleasure. Rod clearly knew exactly what he was doing to me. As Rod used my hole he told me, “I knew the second I saw your tight ass I would be pumping you full of my cum. How does it feel to know that the same cock that bred your girl's pussy is gonna breed your ass?” All I could think was that the situation he described was weird beyond words, but at the same time my cock was so hard with that thought I thought it was going to break off, so I wasn't about to object. Rod leaned down and began to kiss my neck and lick my ear. I made the mistake (or did I do it on purpose) of turning my head to meet his as he kissed me while he had his cock balls deep inside me and we grinding it in hard. He kept on pumping into me as I could feel the sweat begin to drip off his body. He began to pant a little and his thrust began to pick up speed and intensity. He shoved in hard and deep and began to groan. “TAKE MY CHARGED CUM BITCH!!” All of a sudden my cock exploded and I shot cum all over the couch and my stomach.

Stroking his beard, K C continued, "I've been going to the same gym for years and I noticed a new guy, Asian, toned heavily tatted. Definitely gay but no sexual attraction between us. His ink had me intrigued and we had some nice discussions. Oh yeah, his name is Lee and he was looking to get more ink, but I didn't know any tattoo artists. For a few weeks, there was no sign of Lee and I figured he was away. I'm on a bench, doing presses when Lee is back and he approaches me. Done with my reps, I take a break and Lee tells me he has some new ink, lowering his left sock to reveal a dragon tat on his calf. He says there's something else, but it needs to bee seen in private, so we arrange to meet in the locker room in 15 minutes. I asked where he was and he said he'd been 'under the weather'. My workout finished, I head to the locker room to find Lee waiting for me. Looking around, he's satisfied that no one is around and he lowers his shorts a bit. Just above his pubes is a bio haz tat, in neon blue, outlined in red. I suggest we discuss it in private over coffee after I've showered. Fifteen minutes later, we're in the local coffee shop at a quiet table. So, 'under the weather' is code for fuckflu which made us both laugh. Lee had found Ivan's ad in a local gay rag and booked an appointment to get the dragon tat done. Unbeknownst to Lee, Ivan had seen him at a sex party, hooded, in a sling and getting fucked bareback by man after man. Lee didn't even flinch when Ivan told him what he saw. He also said we wasn't on PrEP and wasn't poz....yet. That's when Ivan dropped his pants to reveal what he calls his 'weapon of mass infection', 12.5" of thickly veined AIDS cock, with a scorpion tat along the shaft, offering to get the deed done. A few nights later, Lee was in Ivan's sling, getting fucked repeatedly. Just as promised, Lee came down with the fuckflu and when Boris came to take him, he got confirmation with a home test. Hearing this made my cock throb and Lee gave me Ivan's number and said it would be okay to use him as a reference!" Mickey put his hand on Tim's scorpion tat and said, "That night, after dinner, K C said we need to have a serious talk. He told me how some POZ guys can go to great lengths to hide their status and thinking about it, I had to agree. Next, he mentioned that POZ men can be just as hot as neg men, maybe even hotter and rather than relying on the luck of the draw, it might be best for the 2 of us to knowingly get knocked up. Both of us were hard and when he told me how Lee was knocked up by Ivan, I suggested we call Ivan before making a definite decision. K C called Ivan and left a message, using Lee as a reference. An hour later, Ivan returned the call, definitely interested as he'd never infected a couple. We logged onto the web so we could have a cam session. Granted, he's a bit rough around the edges and heavily inked, but he was still hot and that cock helped us make up our minds. Understanding my high profile job, Ivan assured us he'd be discreet. He'd come to us the next night and we'd both need to be cleaned out before deciding who'd get Ivan's venom first!" To be continued

Ahh, I miss this place ! I used to go to Haulover nude beach for a few hours, then would leave and since South Florida rush hour traffic sucks, I would head over to this bookstore and hang for a few hours. It was rank and nasty- homeless guys sleeping in the front porn room on even nastier old sofas . More than half the booths had nothing in them- the video monitor long broken and no effort to repair or replace, so it was just an empty booth- and perfect for getting fucked in. I made a great friendship thru a glory hole in the very back hall- had stripped bare except for my flip flops, and a Cuban with a cock the size of a Fosters beer can came in the booth and fucked my ass. The booth had a sizable glory hole, and after the Cuban shot and opened the door, a guy in the next booth reached thru the wall and began feeling my ass- before I knew it, he was fisting me thru the wall. Later, he had me out in the hall naked, fucking my hole as the black guys wandered past. Now for the weird part... the place closed for remodeling, according to the sign on the door. About 4 or 5 years ago. The entire nasty strip of shops were pretty run down and not really viable businesses in them- the only place that ever seemed to be doing anything, other than the bookstore- was a tire place= the type of place where they plugged more flats than sold , mostly used, tires. Always 5 or 6 black guys hanging around the place smoking and music blasting. So it closes for renovation. And about a year later, it was still not back open. And then one day I drove over from the beach just to check on it-- and it had become... a Church of God in Christ storefront church !!! I just wonder how many worshipers have been down on their knees in the very same spot where I was down on my knees LOL

I was so horny when I woke this morning! My cunthole was aching for dick & cum so badly! Got myself showered & sorted my cunthole before getting online. Students have started returning to the University so I decided to check out scruff for any fresh meat! Within a few seconds of logging on I had 3 woofs, one of the guys got my cunthole twitching. A sexy 20 yr old black lad who has big muscular legs that really turned me on. While I was drooling over his pics a message came in, It was from him & he knew just how to get a sluts attention! With pics of his big thick rock hard uncut dick his msg said " Horny bbc top looking to dump some loads in your hungry arse! Haven't cum for 3 day so hmu if you wanna met now". I unlocked my album & replied saying I wanted him in my cunthole dumping loads till his balls dried up. I included my details & a minute later he txt saying he was on his way. As will most day meets i get them to come in via the garden gate cos it's far more discreet, being a nice sunny morning I put a blanket on the lawn and waited for him naked. He arrived wearing grey vest and black Adidas football shorts that were skin tight on his big legs, he licked his lips as he approached & his dick was rapidly growing in his shorts! He stood at my feet & told me to show him my pussy so I pulled my legs back and offered up my hairy cunthole to him! He pushed down his shorts ( was more like pealing them off over his legs) then got down and started to lick and suck on my pussy hole making me groan with pleasure, I groaned louder as he pushed his long probing tongue inside me. He feasted on my pussy for about 5 minutes then came up, slapped his big black shaft on my hole and asked if I wanted his dick digging in my pussy! I begged him to shove it in me and dig in hard and deep! He liked how hungry I was for him, as he went in i gasp telling him his big dick was stretching my pussy & how amazing it felt having his huge dick inside me! This really got him fired up as he got my legs over his shoulders & started plowing into me like a jackhammer!! He was giving my pussy some hard punishment & I was loving it, looking down at me as the sweaty starting to drip on me from his forehead & hairy pits he moved in & started kissing me with his gorgeous succulent lips. He was groaning with pleasure as we kissed then suddenly said he was gunna cum! I grabbed his big thighs pulling him into me as I begged him to fill me with his cum. "My big loads is coming now slut" he thrust in hard as he growled & grunted as his pulsating dick filled me with cum. When he was done he pulled out slowly & held his cupped hands under my hole, mmmm here it comes he said as his big thick load spluttered out of me. He fed me his thick load then his cock to suck clean. We lay in the sun chatting till his big semi got rock hard again, he got me on my side and pushed his dick up me from behind while holding my right up, his dick was thrusting in balls deep and I could see it moving in my belly! After 20 minutes of him fucking me in various positions on my side & back he blew his second load in me! I mad him gasp & groan loudly as I gripped his big shaft & pushed back on him grinding on it hard quickly bringing myself to orgasm! Oh shit! He gasped as my cunthole spasmed hard on his dick. This time his huge thick 9" uncut dick stayed rock hard when he pulled out & started feeling me his thick creamy load. I love foreskin especially when it covers all or most of a guys big swollen mushroom head, I took it in my hand to suck it clean pulling my hand up his shaft pushing out a nice big blob of his thick cum. As soon as I was done sucking him clean he got me bent over the garden table, rammed in his dick & gave it to me hard & rough! Grabbing my hair pulling my head back while calling me a filthy cum slut! He was working my prostate hard & I soon felt myself getting close! When I told him he fucked even harder & climax started building rapidly! He made me cum so hard my legs trembled as my dick squirted my load all over the floor under the table, my cunthole spasmed on his dick & he grunted with pleasure with every thrust in me. As my orgasm died I started milking his dick and begged for him to breed me! To fill my pussy with more seed & put his baby in my belly! He spanked my arse hard then gripping the back of my neck as he smashed my cunthole & started breeding his third load in me! Fuck yeah! Get me pregnant! Grunting & thrusting in me as he filled me with cum he lent forward telling me he'd just put triplets in me belly, still deep inside me he stood me up & slid his hands round to my belly telling me it would soon be swollen & full of his babies! As he slid his dick out he said he had to go to Uni for a few hours & asked if he could come back after, i told him he could come back anytime. As he left I got back online & one of the other lads who woofed me was still online. A stocky hairy strong looking 19 yr old lad. I messaged him asking if he was up for getting his dick wet in my sloppy hole! He instantly replied saying he was up for a quick breeding of my sloppy hole! He arrived & stripped off, gorgeous solid hairy body very thick up curved 8" uncut dick, big plump hairy balls & big solid hairy thighs. I was on my back legs held back & my sloppy pussy glistening in the sun. He rammed his fat dick in me & rutted me hard & deep! He was mercilessly working my prostate with his big swollen bell end while my hard dick was rubbing against his hairy belly! He soon had me close to cumming, both groaning & heavy breathing I told him he was about to make me cum, he growled and said he was close to! We roared into orgasm at the same time, the intensity of my spasming cunthole making him gasp! He was unloading big squirts of hot juicy cum in my cunthole which was soon squelching out of me as with every pump of his dick! When it stopped he pulled out & wanked his dick hard saying he has more for me. After 10/15 seconds he groaned & squirted on my hole as ge pushed back in me, he gave me 5 more squirts of cum. He pulled out & started getting dressed, I lay playing with my hole in a bog wet patch of his cum & told him how much I love getting his big load. He smiled & said he enjoyed my pussy & we agreed to meet again soon. When he left I licked & sucked up some of his tasty cum from the blanket before putting it in the wash. Like a blood thirsty vampire my hunger for more dick & cum was now at full rage. I sent a txt to the horny Irish traveller bloke who bred me last Saturday & waited for his reply.....to be continued!

(Warning - no sex, just plot) Louis and I had hooked up a few times and it had been a lot of fun. One evening I was watching TV and the phone rang. I think this was the first time he had called me without starting out texting. "Hey, Louis. What's up?" I said into the phone. "Uh, Ryan I have a question for you. I know you said you'd rather stay fuckbuddies and I really kind of like it. But..." he replied. There was along pause and I was about to ask him if he was still there when he continued "Uh... how do you feel about meeting some of my family?" I replied with silence. I had no idea what he was thinking of. Had he come out to them? Did he want me to meet his parents? Meet his siblings? Sit down with all of them at Sunday dinner and say "This is Ryan, the guy I have casual sex with when I want a guy?" None of that I wanted any part of. Finally I said "I don't know what to say. What do you mean by 'meet' and what part of your family?" I heard him take a deep breath and say "My cousin and his partner are coming into town and they want to meet you." The relief was huge. He had told me a while ago about his gay cousin and while I could probably go the rest of my life without meeting him, getting together for a drink or two would be something I could handle. Sunday dinner with the parents, I couldn't. "Your gay cousin?" I asked to make sure. "Yeah. He said he wants to meet you since he's heard so much about you" Louis replied quietly. I could tell that he was nervous, both about asking me and about what might happen when we all got together. I was curious how much had he told his cousin. "Sure we can meet for a drink or two. When are they coming into town?" I asked. "Oh god... thank you" he replied. It took him a few seconds before he talked again "They'll be here Friday night around six. They're staying at my place, so we could meet there or find a bar closer to you" he said, the stress no longer in his voice. "If we go out, we should hit a place in the gayborhood. I'm sure they would like to see a fresh set of queer people. Or were you planning on spending time down there on Saturday?" I asked. We talked about it and decided to meet at a pub that had good food and a varied clientele. If we wanted to, we could hit a bar or club afterwards or I could just go home. "I'll let you know when we're on our way" Louis replied before saying goodbye. Friday came quicker than I expected and I was rushing off the jobsite to get home and cleaned up. I was surprised at how nervous I was, but it wasn't very often I met one of my fuckbuddies family. I got to the pub first and looked around, seeing many familiar faces... and asses. I set my backpack down on the floor and ordered a beer. When I saw Louis enter, I tried to figure out which of the two guys he was with was his cousin. The blond twink or the dark blond athletic guy next to him. I would find out soon enough as I waved him over and we got our introductions. "This is my cousin Ron and his partner Kevin" Louis said before we took our seats. Ron was the twink and really didn't resemble Louis in any way. His hair was a little shaggy and very blond. He was thin and clean shaven much to my disappointment. On the other hand, his smile was infectious and the gleem in his eyes told me that he wasn't nearly as innocent as he looked. His partner was even harder to pin down. He was athletic but didn't strike me as being muscular enough for most of the main sports. Lacrosse or tennis, maybe. His dark blond hair was cut short and once again there was not a bit of fur on his face. While having more muscles than Ron, he too was pretty slender and I briefly entertained a thought of how easy he would be to throw around on a bed. I did get a quick glance at his bubble butt and a nice bulge in front that filled his jeans nicely. We ate, drank and chatted a while getting to know each other. I could tell Ron and Kevin were trying to figure out if there was more to us than just being fuck buddies. "How'd you two meet?" asked Kevin. I laughed and said "I spotted him in the tattoo shop when I was dropping off some drawings. His virgin skin was getting it's first bit of ink." Ron nodded and said "It looks good on you. Did you do both arms at once?" "Nah, I did each separately but both this summer" Louis replied, getting a little shy. "I called it a rebound tattoo. He did it to spite his ex. Looks fuckin' good though. Do you guys have any ink?" I asked. "He does" Ron blurted out before Kevin added "Just a couple stars on my right side." "Well, thanks for showing him how good gay sex can be. I always thought he might be queer and he just needed a push to try" Ron said to me with a very serious look on his face. Louis was blushing and I think this was going to be the conversation that he feared was going to happen. We ordered another round of beers and kept talking. "I wasn't sure, but he was hot enough that I knew I had to try. I'm think he's had fun and learned a lot of new stuff. Maybe it's even helped his straight sex life" I replied. I had no idea what detail Louis had given Ron when he had talked about what we'd done sexually. "From what I've heard he has. He's not that vanilla boy any more" Ron said, chuckling. Kevin had a curious look on his face and it was obvious that Ron had not given him all the details. "Is Ryan the only guy you've been with?" Kevin asked Louis. "Oh hell no!" I laughed out. Louis shook his head and added "Nope. It's been a crazy summer." "You told me about the 3 way" Ron said. "Which one?" I asked jokingly before adding "Well, I guess a couple were 4 ways and then there was the 3 way with your co-worker." Kevin really looked surprised, Ron a little less and I could see a grin come across Louis' face. "Holy fuck, I've only done two 3-ways and I've been fucking guys since I was in high school" Ron said. Louis nodded but the grin on his face told a different story. "Did you tell him about the camping trip a few weeks ago?" I asked and Louis shook his head "no". "The farmer?" I asked and he shook his head "no" again. "Hey, I didn't tell him about Brandon or the straight couple or the guy from Chaps or..." Louis said, his voice trailing off, letting me know that there were others that I didn't know about. At that point I was really proud of him. His sex life since his breakup hadn't consisted of me and that one girl he hooked up with at the bar. He never bragged about his other sexual experiences and that meant that he had some real confidence in himself. There was nothing I found more annoying in a guy, straight or gay, than someone who had to tell every guy he could about how sexually active he was. Louis made the leap from not saying anything because he was too shy to being confident enough to realize no one else cares who you fuck. Ron looked over at Louis and just said "Damn dude." We all took a drink and cast an eye at each other. Kevin broke the silence and asked "Has it all been guys? Do you think you're gay?" The exasperated look on Louis slowly turned to a smile. "No fuckin' way. I love pussy too much." He looked over at me, squeezed my shoulder and then said "But... I have Ryan here to thank for showing me it's not the only way to have sex. Now, can we talk about something other than my sex life? It's been fucking great this summer but there's gotta be more interesting shit to talk about." Ron, Kevin and I broke out laughing and I raised my glass. Toasting, I said "I seriously doubt that."

I held my sweaty son Kenny after taking his cherry, and shooting a toxic load into his ass. We laid there with my still hard cock inside him, holding that load in his ass. While that load was being absorbed by his body, I cuddled him. Kissing his ear, rubbing my hairy chest against his back, rubbing his lightly haired chest and tweeting one of his nipples now and again. My son smelled so good after sex. All sweat and cum, so sexy. I ran my hand down his hair trail from his chest to abs, and abs to cock. He was still very hard, with a wet cock head poking out of his foreskin. I held on to that cock and ran my thumb light over his piss hole that was poking out and the lips of his foreskin. Kenny just moaned, and wiggled his butt back against me. After the cuddling, I wanted the give Kenny the second part of his gift, even more I needed to. I brought my hand up his side, between his arm and hip, starting to left his arm, I had to get to the sweaty pit. As his arm lifted, I saw that lovely hairy wet pit appearing from behind. Such a beautiful pit, All that hair like me. I leaned in from the back and was drawn in by his smell. I licked that hair to the skin, what a taste my son had. “Oh fuck, Dad, I love having my pits licked.” I kept it up a minute, then licked and tickled with my tongue up to his ear. Lightly teasing his ear with the tip of my tongue, and nibbling on his lob. I whispered to his ear, as I moved my hand back down to his hard cock, “You ready for the second part of your birthday gift? I know part of you is.” i squeezed his cock and top of his balls as I said this, and pushed my hard dick that was still in his tight ass against his nut. “Oh, Dad, I love your dick in me.” “Well, I like having a cock in me too, and I need this hard 18 year old man dick in my ass.” I started to slide my hard dick out of my son, real slow. He was moaning lightly as my head popped out of his ass. Just the slightest amount of my jizz came out with my dick. His body did a good job of absorbing or pulling my cum deeper into him. I rolled over onto my back and immediately Kenny was on top of me raising my arms, and attacking my pits. Moaning and licking. Licking to my left nipple, and making his way to my right pit. “Holy fuck, someone is aggressive horny, aren’t they. Fuck bud, its so hot you sucking those nips and pits.” Kenny just moaned into mi right pit. “Dad, I’ve so wanted this. Fuck, I love these pits.” “Well, I know something that tastes as good, and its leaking some syrup just for you.” Kenny immediately started his way down my hairy body. When he got to my hard drooling cock, he wrapped his hand around it and lifted it so it was pointing up like a flag pole. He very slowly pulled my foreskin down, and then slide it up, forcing more toxic cock snot up and out of the shaft. “I’ve wanted to taste your cock for so long, Dad. Oh god, look at that precum.” Kenny’s tongue touched my leaking piss slit, and ran around the head. He pulled my skin up higher, and over his tongue, running his tongue around my head inside my foreskin. He then started to slowly go down my shaft, taking more and more into his mouth and towards his throat. I got feel him moaning as my cock went in further. Kenny came back up to the top of my cock. He started to lick his way down to my balls, tickling my balls with the tip of his tongue. I lifted my legs a little to give Kenny an idea of what I wanted. He got the idea real quick. Kenny moved his hands under my legs and lifted them raising my ass to the perfect rimming position. “Dad, look at your ass.” I reached around and held my legs where he had them for him. “Get in there buddy, rim your Dad’s ass. I’ve been longing for you to eat my ass.” Kenny leaned in and started licking around my hole. Very gently at first, but then getting more and more energetic. Kenny really centered on my pucker with his tongue tip. Pushing with his tongue, and spit. He reached in with a finger on each side of his tongue, and jiggled his fingers while slightly pulling to the sides. I felt him moaning against my ass as he started to get his tongue past my pucker. Fuck, my son can eat ass! Kenny had his tongue as far in my ass as he could get it, fucking me with his tongue. He then slide two fingers in me and pulled his fingers apart lightly stretching my hole, and shoving in some spit. Suddenly I felt a finger sliding all the way in, and bump my prostate. He slowly massaged my prostate with his finger. Oh fuck, my son the virgin to men knows exactly how to drive a guy nuts. “Fuck Kenny, you’re driving me nuts. Shit if you rub my nut too much longer and spew. Shit, look at how much you have my dick drooling. Get the big cock of your’s in me. Now.” Kenny got up from my ass, and leaning into my crotch, and began lapping up all the toxic precum that pooled into my pubic hair and in my foreskin. “Um, Dad, your precum is so sweet. Mine will be like your’s soon I think.” “It may be like mine, if the first part of my gift takes, maybe this second part will also help. Now get up here and give me the rest of your virginity. I need that cock of yours as much as you needed mine.” Kenny climbed up, and started kissing me hard, his tongue shoved in my mouth. I felt his cock rubbing against my hole. I heard him grabbing the treated lube and popping it open. “Fuck Dad, I need to be in you.” He squirted some lube into my hole and around, then spread it on his cock. I grabbed his lubed cock and guided him to paradise. I felt his head at my winking hole, and then felt it slowly going in. “Ooooh god, you’re so warm inside, of fuck, I can feel your ass grabbing my cock.” “Give me that cock buddy. Slide it all the way balls deep. Give it to me son.” Kenny bottomed out, balls deep in is Father’s ass. He was feeling the furnace of his Father’s ass surrounding his cock. He began humping his cock back and forth, feeling the silky smooth walls griping him. “Oh shit, Dad, my cock is already wanting to shoot. Oh Fuck.” Kenny started fucking his Dad harder. “That’s it buddy, give me that cock harder, I love it. Give me your last neg load, shoot it in me.” “Oh, oh, Daddy, I’m coming, oh shit, I’ve not felt it like this. Oh Daddy, I’m going to shoot in you.” Kenny began shooting a huge load in his Dad, filling his Dad’s ass, some leaking out around his cock. Kenny leaned in and deeply kissed his Dad. “Fuck, your ass is feels so good around my cock. I don’t want to take it out. Love you Dad.” “So which do you like more, getting fucked or fucking?” “I love it all. My ass still has that itch inside. I’m going to need to be fucked again soon.” “Well buddy, I do have a plan for a third part of your birthday, if you would like.”

Part 2: We stand on the balcony and Scott (his name) lights up a smoke and I grab a couple of beers. We chat about life in general for a bit. I lean against the balcony and Scott comes up behind me. Beer in one hand and he nudges his crotch against the back of my jeans beer in his left hand and starts to explore my chest and crotch with his right hand. I feel his crotch beginning to swell again. It's been about an hour since he first seeded me in the front door. As his right hand begins to explore my crotch he kisses and bites my neck between chugs on his beer. It feels so good and he is so passionate. Again I can feel he is rock hard in his jeans and as he throws back the last drop of his beer he puts the bottle aside and now i have one of his hands roaming my body and the other is down the front of my jeans. "Round two then" he says and without moving he undoes my jeans with one hand and his own jeans with the other in one smooth synchronized motion. I hear him spit on his hand and seconds later I feel his cock slide back in. I hear him groan and grunt and say "it's like it belongs in there. Your arse feels like it is sucking my cock in and my seed out of me". I am leaning over the railing of the balcony watching people walk past below me as Scott is balls deep inside my already cum filled hole. This time is different to the first time. It is slower, more sensual. He keeps kissing my neck and I can feel the stubble of his beard as he rubs his mouth against my neck between kisses. I can still smell the cigarette smoke on his breath and his body when he is in close and it is driving me mad. In my haze of glory out of nowhere I shoot the biggest load I have ever shot before in my jeans hands free and seconds later I hear Scott groan and speed up and again he leans in close and his body is hard against mine. If you were walking below and looked up you would see both our heads. "Fuck, here it comes...more of my see......d" He doesn't even finish the word seed and I can feel it again as he pumps rope after rope of seed in me. Check out Watersports for extension of this part..... He stays that way for a few minutes. Apart from all obvious hot points for this man, he stays hard after cumming. He stands there balls deep inside me, plugging my hole with his rock hard cock, as my arse absorbs his DNA. He puts his hand down the front of my pants and finds the surprise from earlier. "Fuck man -you came in your pants hands free". "yeah, that's what you do to me. I have never done that before." I say. He slowly pulls out of my and takes his hand out of my crotch with a big glob of cum in his hand. He turns me around and lifts his cum filled hand to his face and beard and smears it over his beard. "How much you want me?" he says. I lean in and lick every last drop of my cum off his beard and kiss him with it. I do this until his beard and face is clean and there is no cum left to share.. Scott does his jeans up and sits down and motions me to do the same and site on his lap. I do my jeans up and he lights another cigarette. I straddle him and we kiss between drags on his cigarette. "I'm pretty toxic you know. It's a good chance the deed is already done". My heart drops. It has been such a good night and good fuck. Is he just going to leave now. I think Scott senses this by the look on my face. "Oh, I am just saying the deed is probably already done. That doesn't mean I am finished by a long shot. I am enjoying this so much, and I believe a man should always see a job through to completion, so if it is ok with you I'd like to spend the night and really make sure." I big smile crosses my face as does Scotts. "I'd love that". Scott kisses me and says "unless you have something else planned, I'd like it if I could stay the entire weekend". And he does. Scott spends the weekend fucking me everywhere. In the shower, in the kitchen, on the kitchen table - you name it. We go out for drinks on Saturday night and he fucks me in the toilet at the pub and then on the walk home he fucks me behind a garbage bin. Sunday night comes and Scott is laying next to me in bed. "I have a favor to ask" "sure, I say". "I have to go to work in the morning and it is a busy week. But I don't want anyone else fucking you for the moment. I want to know that when you convert that it is mine. I want to know I sired you". "I promise" I say. We go to work on Monday and I get a few texts from Scott and after two days of texting, he says he can't wait any longer. He comes over Wednesday night and it is all on again. It turns out I didn't have to wait long and worry about other guys fucking me. After Scott comes over Wednesday night, he never leaves. He spends almost every night at my place and inside my hole. One month later I get a bad flu and he tells me he thinks it's time. I get tested, Scott by my side, holding my hand. It's positive. He kisses me and tells me "now I know you really are mine and that's my DNA in you now". He does this in front of the doctor. He doesn't care, he is a proud father in love 🙂

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'

This is fiction! I have been on PreP now for the past 3 years and decided it was time to give my body a break. I am your average 45 y/o guy on all accounts and had no luck in the love department. So I decided to embrace my piggy side a year ago and got a tattoo of a pig on one arse cheek and the word pig with the tail of the "g" turning in to an arrow pointing to my arse hole. Since love is not in the cards, why not just be the pig bottom I am right? I have a thing for Mediterranean (ME) guys and was shocked when a 40 y/o ME guy on BBRTS oinked me. I checked out his profile and he had the perfect hairy check, chiseled jaw with trimmed beard and a toned body to boot. He was sporting a 7 inch cock with a nice bulbous head. He was a smoker which I love. I love kissing smokers and the taste of them and the smell of cigarette smoke on a man when making out. It is so manly! And his status said "ask me". I was intrigued, but blown away by his looks and quickly forgot about the status. We chatted for a while and I was blown away when he asked if I wanted to exchange phone numbers. We did and actually chatted for some time. He was so hot to talk too. Deep confident voice yet somewhat kind all at the same time. He shocked me and asked if I'd be interested in a dinner "date". I had only recently moved to the city and had a one bedroom apartment on the 5th floor of a complex with a balcony. So I suggested he come over to my place for dinner on a Friday night. The date was set. Come Friday night I was all excited and ready. I cleaned out and wore my jocks and tight jeans and t-shirt. He turned up and I buzzed him up to my floor. A knock at the door and I was so nervous. I opened the door and my heart skipped a beat too many. There he stood. Slightly taller than me. Toned and wearing tight jeans and a white t-short and to my surprise and delight, a backpack. He seemed prepared. I smiled and said hi and he smiled and walked straight in. As I closed the door behind him I heard him drop his backpack and felt him grab me from behind and turn me around and kiss me like he meant it. Immediately I could taste the cigarette smoke (he obviously had just had one) and I could smell it on his body. He pushed me to the wall just inside the door and grinded his crotch against mine as he kissed me like no one had ever kissed me before. He stopped for a break and looked me in the eyes and smiled and simply said "yeah". After a minute or two kissing without moving an inch further into the apartment he breaks the kiss and motions down to a bulge in his crotch that looks like it is about to rip the zipper apart from the pressure along. At the tip of the bulge there was a wet spot. Fuck he precums a lot. I drop down and start licking the bulge and wet part and get a slight taste of salty precum through the jeans. I undo his jeans and zip and he is commando and his cock bounces out. It is rock hard and dripping precum. I suck him and taste his precum seed and it tastes amazing! Before too long he grabs me by the shoulders and lifts me up and looks me in the eyes and says "you want this don't you?". He stays full clothed with only his cock pulled out of the front of his jeans. I am melting at the look in his beautiful eyes and he kisses me again. The smell and taste of cigarette smoke is intoxicating. He turns me around and kisses the back of my neck and starts to undo my jeans from behind. He then bites my neck and I know I will have hickies to hide next week. he pulls the back of my jeans down just below my arse, but otherwise leaves them on. He steps back slightly to look at my arse and can see the tattoos. "Don't you think it is time to feed the pigs?" Before I can answer, He shoves his cock in me raw with one push and holds it there to give my arse time to stretch and accept him. Before long he is pounding me against the wall. He gets verbal and tells me it's time the pigs got a good meal and that I should get used to this and that this is just the start. He starts saying he has a 7 day load he has been saving for me "just for me to be sure" and the words wash over me. We are still just inside the front door. He picks up the pace and starts saying "this is it" and "it's time". All of a sudden he shoves in deep and says "you want this right?" and without a chance to even respond I can feel him flooding my insides with the biggest load I have ever taken. He really had been saving it. As he is pumping the last drops in me I am in a haze and saying "yes I want it, I want it, I want it". Still rock hard and plugging my hole he begins kissing my neck and leans in and whispers in my ear, "I probably should have said earlier, but I am poz. As in high VL poz and not on meds". I instantly have a moment of panic, before a feeling of resolve sets it. I think to myself "If I am going to convert would it be so bad if this hot guy is the father?" Standing there, his cock slowly going soft but still inside me I reach back and grab the back of his head as he is kissing my neck again. "Do you want to get me pregnant? Is that what you want". He replies, "Yeah, I was gunna tell you first, but I got carried away and couldn't help myself". I ask him "so what are your plans for the weekend?" and he responds "not much". His cock slips out and we both pull our jeans back up. I turn around and he kisses me much more passionately now. "I need a smoke after that". So we walk out to the balcony and he lights up a smoke. Between puffs we kiss and I give in to this middle eastern god. "Stay the weekend and spend it getting me pregnant". He kisses me hard and grabs my arse which is a little wet due to some cum dripping out. "Done deal". To be continued.

Today was a good day. I was ragingly horny to get used and went back to T-107. It was better from the start. A bigger guy with a thick 5" cock bent me over right away and began fucking hard and really hitting the spot inside. I felt like I was going to cum, but then he did. Next I met my repeat fucker. Throughout the afternoon, he would just pop in my hole and fuck for a while then go on to sample more holes. While he was fucking me, a couple guys came to watch and one of them, an old daddy, pulled out his cock to suck. I sucked him while I got fucked and when my repeat fucker pulled out, the old daddy pushed his cock in and came fast. Next there was a guy who was thin and either Native or Hispanic. He didn't say a word, but motioned for me to follow. I'm so glad I did. I've been used before, but this guy fucking used me like a was a piece of fuck trash. I started sucking him and he face fucked me. I bent over and he made me strip naked. Then he fucked me rough and kept pushing me down. I was naked on all fours. Then he kept pushing. Soon I was naked, full body pressed into the forest floor getting pounded until he blasted in me. I could totally feel his cum pumping in. Walked around a bit more, sucked a guy before running off because he pulled out a crack pipe and couldn't get hard anyway. My repeat fucker had fucked me now and again and messaged that he wanted to breed me. We picked a place and I got naked. I really liked being naked in the park. He bent me over and then we went to the river front. This park is across from an active cargo pier. I was in the open for anyone at the pier or on the river to see as he sat down on a log and had me ride him. He was really close when he saw someone coming. It was just this old guy who only gets sucked and watches, but that moment was lost so we went back into the bushes. I got on all fours for him and he was very happy. He fucked hard and soon was on top of me fucking hard and pressing my body into the ground. It was the second time I got fucked naked on the forest floor and it felt amazing. Soon he blasted a huge load in me and I had him take some pics. After that, I was out of time and went home.

I know, I know. Gender identity stuff is hard sometimes, but you know, gotta be respectful. I could really use a threesome.

I still wank off to this post, years later...awesome, reminds me of my trips to Gran Canaria club darkrooms.,

Today there was a guy from Oklahoma with a slight viral load who is serious about fucking me

My well used slut pussy after number four.

Part 2: Thursday, 830pm I must have passed out, because when I looked up I noticed it was dark. I went to check my phone, but I wasnt able to find it. Looking around my friend noticed I was awake and came over from the counter near the sink. I didnt even notice that he had changed clothes, and was in a harness and a jockstrap. "Hey, sorry I must have dozed off. What time is it? Shouldnt we head down to meet up with people?" I mumbled, still trying to find my telephone. "Nah, its Thursday, I already told you nothing fun happens on Thursday. Besides, I have some friends coming up here tonight. You should stick around and meet them, they are fun" He sat down, wrapping his arm around me. I felt so over dressed next to him, but I didnt bring anything fun like that to wear. "Hey have you seen my phone?" I asked, still half heartedly looking for it, though mostly distracted by Spots outfit. "Im sure its around here somewhere, dont worry about it" He said with a smile, leaning in to lick across my nose, my lips, then pressed in for a kiss. This was rather forward I thought, but I did have vague memories of fooling around with him prior to passing out. I looked around the room, the sling had been set up, there was a bench, towels on the couch, and porn playing on the TV. Dudes in their fursuits, and rubber catsuits, and hoods, and all sorts of fetish gear, fucking and sucking up a storm. I got sidetracked by what was playing I didnt hear the tap at the door. I looked over to see Spots open and let two people in. "Hey thanks for coming. This is my roomie, you can just call him puppy" My face turned a deep red when spot half introduced his friends to me. "Maybe you two can help me get him dressed for our room party tonight?" He cracked a grin, winking over towards me. The two who showed up had bags with them, large ones that they set down. The quickly began stripping off their street clothes, digging in the bags pulling out all sorts of fetish gear. The taller of the two pulling out what looked like a black rubber suit. "Hey I hope you dont mind, since Thursdays are usually really slow, I thought we would throw a room party. You're okay with that, right puppy?" Spot asked me, again back at the counter with the sink. I just nodded, though he wasnt looking in my direction. "Hey kid, you look like youre about my size, why dont you try on some of my gear?" the shorter of the two came over to me, handing me his bag. I held it in my hands and blushed, not really sure what was going on still. "Uh Spot? What kind of room party? I dont know.." I was stopped mid sentence as the shorter of the two friends came and sat next to me, putting his arm around me just as Spot had. He was very, very cute. "You know, some people in their fursuits, some people in gear, have a few drinks, play space, etc. You know, a party" Spot casually said, he was pulling stuff out of his little bag, using a credit card to chop something on the counter. I stopped fussing, and looked in the bag that was handed to me. There was all sorts of gear. Harnesses, a bag with what seemed to be a rubber suit. A hood. I took the hood out of the bag and felt it up with my fingers. Slick rubber, what looked like a Pig. "Hey, that would look really good on you kid. You want to try it on?" The tall friend said from across the room, I looked up and he was buck naked, sliding a rubber catsuit on, I didnt know how to answer, so I kept thumbing through the bag. I pulled out a rubber tail plug, and a metal chastity cage. I must have been beet red in the face, because they all started chuckling in my direction. I figured I was in for the long haul, still a little light headed from earlier, I stood up and went to take the bag full of gear into the restroom. Spot stopped me as I went to walk past him, his arm between me and the door. "Hey, I think you should change out here. You know, so that if you need any help, my friends and I can help you. You dont want to slip and fall while trying to get into this stuff" a cheeky grin across his face, before moving his hand to direct me back into the main part of the hotel room I moved back to the bed and set the bag down. The taller of the two friends was wrapped in shiny black and red latex, he was pulling on a pair of boots. The shorter friend was putting on his fursuit, what looked to be a wolf. I had never seen a fursuit like this one, the fur was short, it wasnt a baggy suit, it clung tightly to his body, it looked fantastic. I took my shirt off, unbuckled my pants, and pulled them off. Next my underwear. I felt a little bashful being naked in front of three strangers, but I was anxious to try on some of this gear. I took the rubber suit out of the bag it was in, and laid it out on the bed. Solid black with some red accents on the sides and back. Shiny. Slick. Zippers on the shoulders, and a zipper that went around from the crotch to the rear. I admired it for a moment before I was joined by the shorter of the two. "Here, let me help you get that on" He said, wearing the bodysuit to his fursuit, but nothing else. He grabbed a bottle of silicone lubricant from another bag, and put it on his hands before rubbing it onto me. His hands were cold. He rubbed a thin layer of the lubricant all over me. "That should help you get into it." Spot had pulled a large glass bong from another bag out onto the counter. Great, a little weed might help call my anxiety. I began to pull the rubber onto my body, limb by limb. The suit fit perfectly, like a second skin wrapping around my body. I ran my hands up and down as my new friend zipped up the shoulders, sealing me into the suit. I saw a plum of white smoke escape from Spots lips, the taller of the two friends walking over to join him. The other friend pulling out a pair of black gloves and socks that matched the suit. I quickly put them on. "Hot damn puppy, you look amazing in that! See, I told you it was going to be a good night tonight" Spot said, smoke still escaping his lips. His tall friend leaned over to hit the bong next. I was handed a harness, black and red rubber, and was told to put it on as well. I wasnt going to say no at this point, I figured I should be dressed the part if I was going to hangout at the party. As I put on the harness, matching ankle and wrist cuffs were brought out, as well as a collar. Damn, I had never done anything like this before, but it was very exciting. My heart was racing as the thick bands were wrapped around my appendages. The only things left were the hood, and the collar. I figured I could wait until the party started first. "When does everyone get here?" I asked, looking over at the two at the counter. My anxiety was through the roof, I could really use a hit off that bong. "A few more people will get here soon, why dont you just kick back and relax?" He looked over at me on the bed, sitting there head to toe in full body rubber. The taller friend moved to turn off the overhead lights, and some RGB lights that had been haphazardly strung around the floorboard of the room turned on. "Hey, can I have a hit of that?" I asked Spot. Realizing it was probably the most I had said in hours. He smiled at me, took a big hit off the bong and walked over sitting next to me on the bed. He leaned in and pressed his mouth to mine before exhaling, filling my lungs with smoke. I closed my eyes and took it in, I had never been shotgunned like this before. Something was different. He pulled away and told me to hold it, and not exhale. I didnt, I just stared at him. My body was tingling, my heart was racing. He told me to exhale slowly, emphasizing on slowly. I did. The white smoke escaped my lips, floating upward across my face. My eyes rolled back a little as it hit me. This wasnt weed. My daze was broke as I heard a knock at the door. The other guests had arrived.

Check out WS extension: ...He doesn't even finish the word seed and I can feel it again as he pumps rope after rope of seed in me. While kissing my neck as he did before he stays rock hard inside me as he gets his breath back. He leans back and says he needs to go piss. I grab his arse pulling him tight into me and say "then piss man - no need to go anywhere". I swear I feel his cock twitch. He says "you sure?" with a hint of excitement in his voice. "Let it go man, just let it go. It may dilute the seed a bit, but hey, you can make up for that the rest of the weekend right?" Without another word I feel it. My bowels are filling with his warm piss. I guess he really needed to go. After he has finished and my insides are swimming with his seed and piss, he slowly pulls out and only a drop of piss escapes. "fuck that felt good" he says as he does his jeans up again. I pull my jeans up as well. "I wanna hold it as long as I can". Scott sits on the outdoor chair and lights up another cigarette clearly pleased with himself. He motions for me to come site on his lap, and I do and straddle him facing him and we kiss for a bit. It doesn't take long and I am feeling the pressure. "Mate, I gotta go let it out". As I start to stand up Scott grabs my arse and pulls me back down on to him and kisses me again and says "then let it go". I simply can't hold it anymore and stream after stream of his piss and cum and flowing out of my arse into my jeans and then down onto his jeans. "Fuck that feels nice and warm" he says and mine and his jeans are soaked with his piss and cum. "Guess I will have to stay the weekend now to pump some fresh seed into you while my clothes are being cleaned". And he does 🙂

I don't think it's any different that it used to be. Just more obvious with all the apps and web sites. There has always been the I only do Black, white, Twink, etc. I just learned the guys who were cruising during the day and the ones that are cruising at night.

My first dick was 9 inches and thick. It made me who I am. He is white. My first long term relationship and the person that pozzed me was black. He is 10 inches and thick. I can tell you they both were both incredible bull breeders and totally owned my cunt. I think you are placing too much emphasis on the color of the cock when it really is the man doing the breeding.

I was about 25 years old and I hooked up with a guy on one of those phone lines. He was in my neighborhood and I wanted to get fucked. The guy came over and was a skater looking dude. Nice 9" inch dick. I start sucking on his cock and he goes to turn me over to fuck me and I ask if he has a rubber. H says G's, but didnt seem to happy about it. (I had never been fucked without one at that point. He came and on his way out said we shoukd get together again that following Sat, totally into and made the plans. Sat arrives and he comes over and asks if I have ever partied. Up till then, I'd done coke with friends out and smoked weed, but that we it. He said I want you to try this stuff I have called Tina. I was so into him I was lik ok, sure. He cut me two lines and he two lines and snorted it. Wow...my head was burning and within minutes I just had the urge to guzzle down on his dick. While I was doing that he was playing with my hole and he put a big shard inside and my ass was on fire, he told me he wanted to fuck me right now but without a condom....I hesitated a moment and I told him, fuck ya go ahead, just don't come inside.....that fucker stuck his raw dick in my hole and it felt amazing. By the time he was about to shoot he grabbed onto my thigh and said get ready I'm gonna blast you right now......and he fucking breed my sloppy and once I had that in there....there was no going back, Tina and sex have going hand in hand for me. Nothing like it, woof,

Has anyone ever sucked off a family memb? My first time was when my daughter had just given birth to her second son. I was babysitting my grandson while her man was visiting them in the hospital. He came home. Grandson was asleep. We watched a Knick game, had a few beers. I fell asleep on couch. I woke up a little later. He is watching porn. His BBC is out and he’s stroking it. I just stare at it. He catches me staring. Asks me if I like sucking cock. I said that as a matter of fact, I enjoy it! He said come over here and work this dick! I’ve been sucking him two or three times a week for the last 6 years. He wants to fuck me. Should I let him?

The following is how my friend became the prison bitch and is reposted here with his permission. I really am an Ex-con. I spent a very long time in prison. It's been over a decade since I was there though. Most of my sex mental images were formed out of that time. Feel free to ask me questions.... but I'll be honest in my replies. I love adventures. Near public sex. The great outdoors. Sexy soft asses. Giggly girls. Tough bitches. Freaks of all kinds. It doesn't have to be sex, I just like experience. Let's talk. I have been in and out jails, and prison until my last release in 2001. I was 18 when I went to prison the first time. I am not sure what led me down that road... it was a different time, and the world was very different. I never really fit in. I never really found a way to fit in either. The struggles led to a lot of bad decisions. Confused thinking... probably a familiar story now. I was young, very slim, hairless, feminine when I was sent to prison. It was the 80s big hair, rock n roll, drugs, and sex. I was far from helpless. lol, I was in fact, a very violent person even then. However, the prison was a world full of tough guys. It was a world that I would eventually learn to survive in. I was moved from Quarantine to a Prison Psych Hospital within 60 days of my arrival. For further observation and testing. My mind was a mess...it was scary as the decisions I made at this time would follow me everywhere in prison. There really are no secrets in prison, and everyone is some type of predator looking for weakness. Even the inmates at the hospital knew that I had arrived at the prison dressed like a girl. I received countless kites (notes) from inmates from day one. The short version, some promised protection in lieu of sexual favors, others offered money for the same, and some promised violent rape. Everyone waited to see how I would respond. Deep in my heart, I knew, and I knew before I was sent here that I would not survive my entire sentence without someone fucking me. The only real question was did I decide or would someone else decide for me.... who would be in control. It was a lot to think about. I was not interested in being raped... some died from it and the beatings associated with rape were brutal. Further, if I was raped I did not want the rapist to have the power of seeing me weak, screaming or crying... I had to take that power away from him... silently I knew that I would have to be "broke in" I began to evaluate guys trying to figure out who would be discreet and gentle. Shortly after I had decided this course, I was moved to a five-man dorm setting but there was only three of us there. Terry a black guy much older then myself was already my friend and in the dorm, the other guy was heavily medicated. I decided that I would ask my friend to break me in... I had no idea if he would, he never led me to think this way, it was a risk... I wrote a note. That stupid note changed everything. I was no longer a friend... I was a prize. Negotiations between us followed. In the end, we struck a deal... he would be very gentle with me and break me in, and discreet but I would shave like a girl, dress up for him, he would break me in then I'd submit to him the rest of the night. I had to write a note declaring that this was not rape and I asked him to do it. Sign it. I knew that everything was changing... It was like watching my life from outside myself. I could not believe that I was in this position. I was sinking into depression as I stared down at my life unfolding. I was nervous, and he was very eager. He watched with lusting eyes as I prepared myself that evening. Shaving, showering, douche, makeup and finally just panties and a t-shirt. I laid there in my bed thinking as we waited... waited for lights out... waited for our roommate's drugs to kick in and he'd be asleep... waited for the guard to make his round. I was a man of my word, and as the guard passed, I got out of my bed... placed a blanket on the floor between the beds out of sight... Terry was already touching himself... I couldn't help myself I had cut my eyes and seen him. It was dark (lights out) but there was a slim beam of light from the small window in the steel door that allowed me to see non-detailed shapes across the room. I was very nervous... I knew that there was no turning back and everything could change. I was torn... I wanted to back out before it happened and part of me just wanted to be done with it. " No, I had to back out" I turned to say something and was caught off guard as Terry was standing next to me already. Before I could tell him that I had changed my mind he had wrapped his arms around me and pulled me tightly against him pressing his lips to mine... My small frame seemed to melt in his embrace... I was not expecting that! He was treating me like he would a girl... his hands gripped my butt tightly and pulled me against him. I could feel his excitement against my belly through my shirt. At that moment my mind said that I was a girl... I felt like a girl. he was a foot taller then I was.... stronger. My slim 5 ft 5 frame at 119 lbs was overcome with a sense of femininity as it melted against him. He broke from my lips and without a word I knew that it was time. He was already lowering his pants as I turned away and pulled my panties down, slowly got on the floor before him... Laid down on the carefully spread blanket face down.... I placed a pillow under my midsection to raise naked butt in the air slightly offering myself to him as he stood over me. One last look back at him towering there naked... now I was scared again he was much larger then I was. I was sure that this was going to hurt. As he gently kicked my feet apart spreading my legs and lowered himself down onto my back... my mind screamed " You're a damn fool. No one asked to be turned out. Now you're going to spend your life as fuck boy" My self-critical thoughts were interrupted by his weight on me. I felt the coarse hair of his legs against my smooth shaved legs.... closing my eyes I felt everything as if in slow motion.... the hard dick pressed against my ass pulsating, all of his weight crushing me covering me.... the hair on his chest against my back even though the shirts thin material.... I seemed so small beneath him. His hand brushing the long hair from my neck and his lips ... the hot breath on my shoulder as he kissed my neck and shoulder before whispering in my ear, " are you ready?" No need to answer that and he didn't wait for me to respond. His weight lifted and his hands trailed down my back as he knelt between my spread legs. his strong hands pushed the bottom of my shirt up over my naked butt to my waist, as if it was a skirt. they gripped my cheeks and pushed them apart exposing my near virgin hole to his lustful gaze. I just lay there as he poured Baby Oil down the crack of my ass, his hand working in being sure that I was "wet" He lubed his rock hard with desire dick, as I reached back like a wanton whore grasping it pulling it toward me. He lowered himself back down on my back and I guided him home. Its tip pressed against me... suddenly he was in me. I gasped at the suddenness of it. I held my breath to keep from crying out. As I struggled to take it in and adjust to its size. I wanted to scream... to stop... OMG, what had I gotten myself into... My entire body was tense even my toes were curled up and my hands gripped the blanket... he pressed forward, and I realized that he barely in me. Tears welled in my eyes as he slowly pushed his way in... all the way in. He whispered, "relax" I tried but it was still several minutes before I adjusted to his size and the overwhelming pain began to ease allowing to breath. He must have sensed that, as he began to pull out... then back in. My mind raced with thoughts now that I could breathe. I was seeing it as if I was floating above us... my small feminine form beneath him, legs spread... him pumping away and holding me... I felt him sliding in and out of me. Felt his desire and needs for release... muscles tensing... pelvic thrusting against my ass... hot breath on my neck... sweat dripping on me from his labors... I rolled my ankles out opening myself wider for him inviting him deeper. There was no turning back now... I was a bitch. He was pounding away grinding ... there was no more pain. His breathing was labored, and I could feel his dick starting to pulsate... I knew that he was getting ready to cum... totally shocking myself, I blurted out, " cum in me" and he did. then collapsed on my back exhausted from turning me into a bitch. When he had composed himself, he pulled out of me... I suddenly felt empty, his spent juice oozing out slightly in the cool evening air. As I stood I could feel it dripping running down my inner thigh and walked over to toilet area to wipe. When I turned around I saw him staring at me... It was almost time for the guard to make another round, and I pulled my panties back on. It was done... I had been broke in and it wasn't so bad... I returned to my bed where I laid thinking. I laid there knowing that I had changed everything... I was cursing myself out for being weak. Judging myself harshly. Hating that I was willing. telling myself over and over how stupid I was... but excited by the idea of a life here in prison as a girl. I couldn't handle being seen as a bitch... I had liked it and it was too late now anyway, I had dressed like a girl and basically begged a grown man to cum in my ass... My self-judgment was interrupted by the guard's flashlight in the window checking on us... As the guard passed, I got up and went to the sink to better clean up, turned the water on and wet the wash clothes before pulling my panties down to clean up. As I wondered if Terry was still awake, I was startled by his hands around my waist. I felt his hard cock slide between my cheeks across my tenderness... he was clearly awake.... he bent me over the sink right there ready to collect his end of the bargain... "... I'd submit to him the rest of the night" With my panties around my knees, he pushed my feet apart and I remained bent over the sink submitting to him as agreed. He easily entered me this time and wasted no time... it was his reward. Without a word he took what was his... it was all I could do to just brace myself as he pounded away at his treasure... I truly didn't feel like a guy... I felt like a bitch... he was pounding my pussy for what seemed like an eternity before a deep thrust... he was quivering as I felt the now familiar pulse of him cumming followed by the wetness of my hole... his hands grasped my naked ass cheeks... pulling them apart so he could view himself buried spent deep inside me. I can only imagine what it may have looked like... he seemed happy to be there... I felt him pull out.... the spent juice again dripping down my thighs...I tried to wipe but it was just kept oozing out. I was full of cum and my pussy was not tightening back up as before... I stepped out of my panties and went over to the toilet to try and push his cum out of me. He followed me ... my mind screamed, " Damm you're not done" As I sat down, he walked right up to me...his softening dick glistened in the window light... he smelt of sex. Heavy musky scent combined with baby oil. I felt so submissive... so feminine. He pushed his midsection toward me until the tip of his dick touched my lips... I hadn't thought about this occurring. I just assumed fucking me was the thing... his hands caressed my long hair as I parted my lips slightly and he pushed himself past them into my mouth. the smell was repulsive... I wanted to pull away. He must have sensed it as he gripped my head tighter... almost like I knew what to do my hands went to his thighs and I began to relax... my nose against his belly my tongue caressed the bottom of his dick. It jumped into my mouth and began to harden. I started to apply sucking and his grip lessened on my head. I looked up into the darkness as if seeking his approval. I began to instinctive do what was being asked of me. my hand grasped his member, my tongue feverishly licked and caressed it as my lips held it firmly sliding up and down its shaft... eagerly sucking it back to life...my eyes searching begging for a sign that I was being a good girl seeking his approval. It didn't take long for him to be rock hard in my warm loving mouth, then throbbing, jumping and pulsating as he exploded. it tasted salty and thick and smelt heavy... tears ran down my cheeks as I choked gagged but swallowed his spent cum... I had never knelt before a man, much less had a dick in my mouth... What a pathetic man I had chose to be... even now I imagine the scene... 18 yr old kid, 119 lbs, 5 5 slim feminine long hair, white shirt smooth soft legs escaping beneath it. seated on a toilet, cum dripping from his ass, mid thirties hairy black man, standing before him, hard dick shoved in the tear streaked face... cum dribbling across the red lips... it was not a vision that I would see for long as he was not done... lifting me up from my submissive position I turned away... tired but willing i spread my legs wide and bent over the toilet so he could take me again... he did. That is how my first time in prison went. That one night changed my life forever. It did not take long for those events to be known... I could not hide the fact that my legs were shaved and with group showers it was quickly noticed. Within a matter of days, even outside of the hospital, in the general population of Riverside correctional facility everyone was talking about the "fine ass sissy" in the psych ward... me. If you like this and want more friend me or follow me... ask me anything. Please try to understand, that most my pictures are from a time gone by now... I am old now and the those days are gone for me.... however I do enjoy relieving the memories here with you all... Thank you.

I have been submitting lots of ads seeking doms to come by and turn me from a bi kinky shy dad into a slutwhore by being held down and forced to take some thing like weed, coke, or others but without much success. Recently 'tho, I met up with someone who replied to my ad than really blew my mind away. We arranged to meet at my house while my wife and kids were away. Further I was to be dressed only in white g-string and white socks. George came by and we sat down and chatted. We had already agreed that he could force me to take some Tina and than seduce me. As we chatted, he took out his glass pipe and prepared some crystals in the bowl. When he leaned over to kiss me, I resisted and tried to move away. This got him angry and he forcibly kissed me pushing my mouth open and invading my mouth with his tongue. He then lit his glass pipe, took a deep hit, bent over me and kissed me hard as he forced the contents of the glass pipe in me. He took another hit and did the same. He then held me down, pinched my nose as he held the glass pipe directly in my mouth and waited for me to gasp for breath and inhale deeply through the glass pipe. Once he sensed I was feeling the effects of the Tina, he started caressing my nipples, teasing them, before licking and sucking them. My nipples have always been really sensitive but they have never felt so sensitive before. I was writhing with desire as he started caressing me as he continued to lick and suck on my tits. I almost fainted with desire when he started to tease my ass with his finger. I was trying to wriggle my ass so his fingers could work its way in me. All this time he kept asking me if I was ready to be his crystal whore. By this time I was so turned on I was pushing my ass against his fingers as he started inserting first one, then two until finally he had all four fingers in me. I was begging for him to fuck me. He told me to go on all fours and then started to fuck me, doggy style. As he rode me, he kept playing with my nipples. I was feeling so good that I was begging for him to fuck me harder and deeper and make me his whore. He then laid down on his back with his cock standing up. I was so horny by now that straddled him and sat on his cock as I fucked myself on him. As I worked my ass on his cock, I leaned forward so he could suck on my nipples as I fucked him. Oooh, the feeling was just fantastic. I was feeling so horny and turned on. I was now such a slut I was begging for him to make me his whore. He then pulled out and made me suck his cock that had been in my ass which love doing so much I have never been such a nasty whore before for a gay guy, but I just sucked his gorgeous cock without a second thought even though it has just been in my ass. He rammed his cock in until I gagged, but he kept at it, telling me he was gonna make sure I learned how to deep-throat his cock. I was starting to have regrets as the Tina wore out. He than had me lay on my back and as he fucked me with my legs high over his shoulders, he took another hit and lean over and kissed me and exhaled into me. This time I gladly sucked in all I could. He repeated this about five times before sitting me up and making me take a couple more hits directly from the glass pipe. I was feeling so horny from the Tina I was begging for him to fuck me and cum in my pussy ass. I've never been fucked so hard and so long and felt so horny when he licked and sucked my tits. We kept at it for at least four hours. I only wished there were more guys using me 'cause I was so turned on I would have been willing to be gang banged. He finally came in my ass and forced his cock in my mouth. I have never enjoyed the taste of cum, but was so turned on I gladly sucked it all in and had him rub it all over my face. I was no longer put off by the taste of cum, but reveled in it. When he finally stopped fucking me, he told me that the next time, he would blindfold me, and turn me into his whore, adding that he would have a few guys use me at the same time. I can't wait!

I’m sure he could tell I was nervous. Because I was. It took me fifteen minutes to work up the courage to walk inside, let alone the weeks of promising him I’d show up, now here I was. Walking up to the local bathhouse, the unassuming location on an unassuming side street. At the top of some steps was a set of doors and a small tellers window, the thin wiry man behind it was tall and friendly. He could see I was nervous. “First time?” He asked giving me a grin. Some of his teeth missing in his smile. “is it that obvious?” I asked trying to hide my shame. ”No worries, just have fun okay?” He said handing me a key and towel. “Mostly older regulars tonight, so hope that’s your thing. I nodded and smiled as he buzzed me in, grabbing my key and towel I walked inside. I was surprised at the relative cleanliness and fashionable sitting area. There were weights a steam room and spa. Something that said video room around the corner. “Something wrong?” He asked me from another little window. “No sorry just a bit surprised, it’s not really what I expected.....” “Yeah most say that. First floor is all pretty tame to be honest. You’re not supposed to really have any touching going on, but it’s a big space and only one of me, so I don’t really enforce that. Just know your limits and be sure to be okay with what you want. Here you go.” He handed me a small brown bottle. “On the house, if you’re nervous, take a sniff, I’m sure a lot of the guys will show you how. Rooms are upstairs, have fun.” ”Thanks.” I said looking at the small bottle, it said jungle juice on the side. Looking up the stairs I saw that the lights seemed to dim. As I walked up I started to smell something. It was strong and musky, there were sounds I was familiar with but had never heard myself. The familiar slap of skin against skin. Grunting, mewling and moaning. This is what I expected. and as I stood at the edge of the stairs I could finally see what I truly though it should be. Long hallways stretched out with doors lining them. Numbers were on the doors for people to see, but otherwise it was a long stretch of hallway and doors. I went and looked for mine, number 17 on the keychain. I found the room and quickly walked in. There was a bed and a small table. That was it. Wasting no time I changed out of my clothes and tied the towel around my waist. There was club music playing softly. A stable beat punctuated by the sounds of flesh slapping in the background. My breathing started to get heavy. I found a room off the back corner. The lights were dim. A couple of gloryholes to the aide and two tiers of benches. There was an older man sitting in the corner. Striking a huge heavy tool. His legs splayed open and wide. In my nervousness I sat as far away as I could. Slowly closing into myself. I looked at him out of the corner of my eye. He was so much older. Clearly old enough to be my father or maybe even grandfather. A white well trimmed goatee around his mouth. His body was old but not withered. He was good looking for an old guy. However, his heavy tool was really what I couldn’t stop looking at. Heavy, and hard, a full engorged sack supporting it below. I licked my lips thinking to myself I want that. He shifted on the top bench and slowly closed the gap between us. His foot gently tapped my arm. It was then I realized it’s now or never. I responded by moving my arm to touch his leg. He responded in kind, opening his legs wider, giving me full acccess to what we both know I wanted. I got into position, knees on the floor, hands on the bench and I went in. Running my tongue up along his being shaft I looked up at him. He wasn’t even looking at me. He pulled out a brown bottle like the attendant had given me and proceeded to sniff in both nostrils. reaching for my own I copied his movements after two sniffs I was about to cap it when I heard him say. “More.” I looked up and gave myself two more sniffs. “More boy.....” he said again, his deep gravely voice sent chills down my spine. I capped the bottle and then I felt it. Heat, a fire inside me, also emptiness. I was so empty I looked right at his heavy old man dick and I immediately took it into my mouth. I moaned my happiness as I nursed on his thick cock. Feeling the heat of it, feeling the fullness in my mouth. This is what I had wanted. And now I was getting it. I could hear his groaning as I worked his meat. His musk invaded my senses and I went into heat. I slurped. I sucker I did everything I could to make him feel goood. “You like to fuck?” He whispered quietly. I nodded with his cock still in my mouth unsure if I wanted to stop. with and audible pop I pulled myself off his thick 7 inch tool. Admiring its veiny shaft and glistening head. I knew right then I wanted it inside me. “I’ve got a room, room 17” I said looking up at him desperately as my hand slowly stroked his powerful member. I wanted this old man to fuck me and I wanted him to do it now. “it’s slow today, we don’t need a room,” he said as he got me into position. I couldn’t believe it. Here I was first time at a bathhouse and I was about to let some man who was probably double my age, if not triple, fuck me for all to see. “Give me four big hits on both nostrils,” he said while opening up a pack of lube. I felt a bony finger began to prod me as I took my first couple of hits. I felt myself relax and allowed the intrusion. As I continued to hit I felt myself get more relaxed. I realized how comfortable I felt in that moment. In a dark room about to let some stranger fuck me. In my delirium I never heard a condom wrapper, I just assumed he did. I was nearing my last few hits when he said. “Two final big hits.......really draw them out.” I did as he ordered. As the euphoria began to hit me I felt that emptiness again. This time in my hole worst of all. “Ready boy?” He asked, but by the tone in his voice I didn’t have a choice. I put my head down and braces myself. I focused on my emptiness and heat. I felt the head against my hole, and then came the pressure. It started to burn and ache as my hole started to submit. I realized that he wasn’t wearing a condom. I wanted to tell him to stop. This wasn’t safe this wasn’t supposed to happen. Yet it was. I was getting rutted like an animal by this old man. Where was the emptiness. Now all I felt was pain and burning. Gritting my teeth I waited for the good feeling. However, he had other ideas as he finally pushed forward and forced me to take it all. I let out a loud yell as I felt my hole finally submit. “Take four more hits boy.” Hands shaking I unscrewed they cap and follows his orders. After the first few hits the pain started to slow. “That’s it, let that boyhole open up for daddy.” He grunted as he started to saw slowly inside me. After the third hit I started to feel that need again. I realized that I wasn’t empty anymore. I was complete. I had what I needed and it felt amazing. “So good......feels so good.....” I moaned in between his thrusts. As he pushed in I started to tense my hole, trying to pull him in deeper. “Oh that’s it, use your boyhole, embrace what you are. Daddy’s cumdump. Such a good boy” he said while picking up the pace. He took his right leg and raised it up on the bench. Giving himself more leverage. I felt him reaching new places inside my hole. And all I could do was moan my delight. Suddenly I felt a disturbance in the bench and to my left there was a new individual. Tall and lanky completely nude. He had a soft face that looked like someone’s father. Yet now he sat next to me watching with an evil glint as this old man pounded my boyhole. “I’m getting close boy, you want me to breed you?” He asked although I knew he was going to. I knew I was going to let him. And I was hoping this guy next to me with his thick nine once cock that he stroked was going to be next. “course he does,” the guy next to me said. “Give him what he needs and I’ll go right after.” I was so excited to hear this. Talking the bottle in hand I took two long sniffs and felt myself soaring. “that’s it boy, beg daddy for this load.” His thrusts started to get quicker. He was jabbing into me, hitting this spot inside my boyhole. “Please daddy, please give this load, please give me it. I want it inside me so bad.” “Ask him to breed you slut.” The guy next to me said. “Please daddy, breed me!!!!!!” I begged. That’s when I felt it, his cock grew thicker, and started to pulse inside me, I was being bred, like some cheap whore or barnyard animal. And I loved it. “Fuck yeah boy, take that load, take daddy’s load.” He fell on top of me and I could feel him, his sweaty body sticking to me. “Hope you liked that poz load boy, come find me if you want more.” I froze, did he just say poz???? I wanted to run away. I wanted to hide. As he pulled out of me with an audible pop. He slapped my ass and looked to the guy next to me. “Next?” He asked as he shuffled off. And the guy wasted no time moving behind me. I should have gotten up at that moment....but I didn’t. I unscrewed the cap and took four deep hits. “I’m ready daddy.” And I was, but I didn’t realize for how much.

"My name is Detective K C Long, that's the initials K and C and I'm here to help!" A rich baritone voice said, shining a flashlight to illuminate his gold shield. Standing 6'2" and weighing 220 lbs, with a shaved head, close cropped beard and mustache, skin the color of dark chocolate, Detective Long was a mountain of a man. Slab pecs were clearly visible beneath his black t-shirt and his massive biceps strained the sleeves as he brought the flashlight up to reveal himself. "Did you get a look at him? What did he take? Are you okay? By the way, I'm the only 'out' cop on the force, so when something happens in the gayborhood, I get the call, so you can tell me anything! Let's start with your name." Best described as a ginger otter, Tim Schmidt was 5'11", with short, wavy, bright red hair, a goatee, weighing 165 lbs, with sparkling green eyes, which he blinked, mesmerized by the sight of the mangod standing over him. "I'm Tim Schmidt. The punk had a bandana around his mouth and he was wearing a hoodie, so I couldn't see much. He got $80 in cash, my license and the keys to my condo. I was walking home from the Double Deuce, when he came up behind me, held a knife to my throat and dragged me here. I did have the presence of mind to toss me cell phone in the bushes. He punched me in the gut and before I went down, I managed to jab him in the eye with my elbow. Other than being scraped, sore and slightly out of it, I guess I'm okay. Fuck, I'm naked!" Running his flashlight over Tim's body, Detective Long was impressed by what he saw, that bright red fur and even flaccid, his uncut cock was something to be proud of. "Tim, you have nothing to be ashamed of! I'm not a bar person, but if I'd been at the Double Deuce, you would've left with me. Since as you say, you're slightly out of it, I don't advise you being alone tonight, so unless you have someone to stay with, I'll take you home with me, where my lover can help me take care of you." K C said, as he noticed 2 tattoos below Tim's pecs. "Nice ink! I know the scorpion is Ivan's work. Did he do the TIM logo too?" His face a bright shade of crimson, Tim confessed, "Well, it was the TIM logo that led to the scorpion. As long as I'm going home with you, we can discuss that later. Can you see where my cell phone is? I'd like to call my building manager to see about getting my lock changed." Shining his flashlight at the bushes, K C said, "There it is. We have a 24 hour locksmith we deal with and it'll be taken care of. If you give me your address, I'll also have a squad car sent over so any sketchy people will be scared away!" Bending down, he retrieved Tim's phone and handed it to him. "Here it is." "I'm at 66 Bedford, unit 510." Tim said. "No damage to my phone, so I'll get in touch with my building manager." Scrolling through the directory, he hit speed dial for the appropriate number. "Sorry to wake you Walt, but I was mugged and the guy got the keys to my condo. A nice Detective will be seeing to getting my lock changed and he's also sending a squad car to keep the area safe. I won't be coming home tonight, but I'll see you tomorrow and I'll find a way to make up for this trouble." As K C, reached for the phone, Tim said, "The detective would like to speak to you." "Detective Long here!" K C exclaimed. "I'll have the locksmith there within 30 minutes and there'll be no charge. As you might expect, Tim's a bit traumatized and I think it's best if he's not alone tonight. Not to worry, he'll be in good hands. We'll see you tomorrow. Shall I put him back on the line? Okay, thank you. Walt says he'll see us tomorrow. Let's get you out of here!" K C said, handing Tim his phone and picking him up as though he weighed nothing. Carrying him out of the alley, he opened the passenger door, setting Tim down on the seat. From the back seat, K C retrieved a pair of shorts. Tossing them at Tim, he said, "They're a bit sweaty, but these should fit you. I need to call the station and get the squad car and the locksmith taken care of. Give me a few minutes and we'll be on our way." Rather than put on K C's shorts, Tim brought them to his nose inhaling the crotch deeply. Heavily into manfunk, Tim immersed himself in K C's masculine, sweaty musk. Hopefully, he'd get the opportunity to sniff from the source. "All set!" K C announced as he got into the driver's seat. Noticing his shorts on Tim's face, he said, "If you're not going to wear them, I'm glad you're enjoying them! I called my lover and told him to expect a sexy stud to be joining us!" "Don't go yet." Tim said, pulling K C's face to his and kissing him on the cheek. "Forgive me for being forward, but it's not every day that a handsome mangod comes to my rescue and I couldn't resist!" "The only thing to forgive is that it wasn't a proper kiss!" K C said, bringing Tim's face to his and using his tongue to part his lips. For the next 2 minutes, they kissed passionately, only stopping because they were in public. Looking down, it was impossible for K C not to notice Tim's throbbing hardon, the thick foreskin covering everything but the piss slit, a drop of pearlescent precum. He scooped it up and brought it to his lips. "Fuck, that's a beautiful uncut dick! So thickly veined and huge! You're under no obligation, but I hope we'll have fun tonight! Let's go! We'll stop by your building on the way, so you can see that things are being taken care of." K C started the engine and 2 minutes later, they were at Tim's building, a squad car parked in front, Walt outside and the locksmith van approaching. "See ya, Brad!" K C said, waving to the uniformed officer in the squad car as they drove off. As they entered a certain road, Tim said, "This is Lakeview Loop, the most exclusive and expensive street in town. Even on a detective's salary, you couldn't afford to rent a guesthouse in this part of town." "I might as well fess up." K C admitted. "Before I had it legally changed, my last name was Longstreet and I live in the home I grew up in. I was in my senior year in boarding school, already accepted to Harvard Law when my parents were murdered in a botched robbery attempt. Working closely with the local police, I decided to give up law for law enforcement. Not wanting special treatment, I had my last name changed before I even applied to the Academy and only the detectives who worked on my parents' case know who I really am. My salary from the force is donated to gay foundations." "Wow!" Tim exclaimed, amazed by what he'd just heard. "Not only are you sex and handsome, you're a man to be admired and respected. Your family built most of this town. Dr. Wilhelm Schmidt was the first of my family to come to the US. It was a Jewish family who put him through medical school. Soon after Hitler came to power, he had a sense of what was to come, so he got himself and the Jewish family out of Germany. Together, they got more than 50 Jewish families to safety here. Dr Wilhelm offered to convert to Judaism or change his name, but he was told it would be better to be an example that there are good Germans in the world. Medicine is the family business and since my sister is a brain surgeon, my parents weren't disappointed when I became an IT Specialist." K C pressed a button on his cell phone and huge iron gates opened, allowing us entry. A tree lined drive led us to an enormous brick mansion, befitting the neighborhood. "Be it ever not so humble, this is where I live!" He chuckled as the garage opened and we parked inside. "Honey, we're home!" He said as we walked into the massive foyer. To be continued

I breathed a huge sigh of relief... I was alone. I'd been counting the days for a week. I love my husband but this business trip of his seemed like the perfect timing for us both. We had been fighting for months and now he was gone for two weeks. I loved him but things had never been easy with us and I think we both wanted this time to breathe. I had the house to myself and could just be. I had settled in to watch tv in my briefs and oversized tee shirt. I had finished my dinner and had started to doze. There was a late summer rain outside, the kind that's perfect to sleep to. I awoke to the sound of a knock at the door. I was confused and disoriented from having not meant to fall asleep. I went to the door and opened it. There stood Eli, my former student. Seeing Eli's 19 year old frame on my doorstep did little to help my confusion. I hadn't spoken to him in weeks and have no idea how he knew where I lived. Still the rain was coming down, I had to get him off the street. "Eli? What are you doing here?" I asked "Come in, you are soaked". I ushered Eli into my home and notice him looking at me in a way I had never seen before. Realizing I was standing in my briefs i blushed and tried to cover myself and i grabbed my discarded jeans and pulled them on. "Sorry Eli, I wasn't expecting anyone. Clearly". When my jeans were on I looked at this kid. Soaked to the bone with this sad expression on his face. "I shouldn't have come, I didn't know where to go. I'm sorry" His tone wavered on a voice break that told me he was barely holding it together. I'd known Eli since he was 14 and a student in my music class. His family life had always been shit. Absentee father and a mother who had no time for him and didn't understand his artistically driven mind. I'd become a mentor an d pseudo father figure to him. Many were the talks we had. I was so proud of how far he'd come. He graduated last year and was thriving in college. He still kept in touch for advice and to check in and I had seen him over Christmas and spring break when he stopped by the school. He was seeing another boy, school seemed to be going well and his family life seemed to have finally settled. I was confused by how we could go from there a few weeks ago to where we were now. I was glad he knew he could always come to me. "Oh Eli, I'm glad you came. You're always welcome. Are you ok?" I asked, and with those words it's like the little resolve he had left evaporated and he started to cry i brought him into a hug, enveloping him in my fit frame. Holding tight so he knew I was there, I let him cry it out. Not minding that his rain soaked clothes were making my clothes rain soaked. I just held him and held him. End part 1 *I promise there's a reason this is in the chem fiction section and we will get plenty of sleaze going on. But this is where we start.

Sucking and 18 year olds cock is a delight. Rock hard even if it is only 6 inches long. His cum load was bigger the second time I sucked him. But creamy and delicious. Nice pulsating hard cock and he moaned a lot and grunted when he shot is cum load in my mouth. Delicious.

When my top keeps his boots on when he fucks my ass. I love seeing a man in black military boots. I go the extra mile for a booted alpha male breeder.

I got hit on by a hot daddy in his early 40s. I drove up to a parking lot where his rig was parked. Met him in there. I remembered that he was absolutely the rough trucker type that I was looking for. The only downside was that he smelled like he just showered. I got down to business right away by servicing his big white cock. it was all hot and heavy till another dude showed up. The new guy got territorial as fuck with the Hot Daddy Trucker. So, I took my leave. Jerked off in the car then drove home.

Was 12 or 13 Friend of my mam organized summer camp for teenage boys and invited me for 6 weeks to go with him On summer camp he told everyone i was his son so i did sleep on his room he used me in full four nights a week and slept every night with him in one bed Early in the morning up and skinny dipping together in a nearby lake It did go on for i think 4 years then i was to old for that camp Guy is later convicted as a sex offender and a pedophile Sorry but i didnt had any problems with him i loved the games we played and never talked about it even in court i kept my mouth shut

I always do ATM. As a bottom it is a way of showing respect to the top and appreciation for the load he gives you.

I was checking out the bookstore , be home bound alot. They have gh in back so i was checking them out, not ever going do anything , got husband, just looking. Went in and fed machine got a good movie on, it was cool, see why guys like this. After awhile i ser this fat fucking uncut cock come threw hole, damn it look good, well next thing i broke down and started jo and sucking the hog in the wall. I was really into it bent over but not feeling bad. Then i feel something behind me, it a nother gh and a big cut cock hitting my ass, bioth had 2 holes . I felt up the new one, but went back to what I started. Im sucking away& jo off and i just kept feeling the cock slim my ass, could not help it i sat on it and let it bb me! In just 20 min . I went from good bf too fag, anyway has this ever happen to any other( trying to be faithful) to whore? We wired this way btms? But i did feel bad after, i felt alive, what gives?

That is a hot fucking story. Woof boy.

Using a condom while on PrEP is overkill for HIV prevention. The drug provides better protection than the condoms. The condoms provide protection for other STIs though, and that is why some people still use them.

There was a guy from New York with a 4,800,000 who wanted to fuck me bareback

I really need to find a good fisting top to stretch my pussy.

Had a busy Labor Day weekend, went on a slut rampage through town. Few of the stories. Sept. 4 - grindr find. Married uncut 6’ cock. Went to his house. He sucked my limp cock for a bit until I dropped to my knees and it was my turn. Started licking the shaft, working down, felt as his cock grew in my throat. Then I flipped over on his couch, Just slipped down my pants, shoes still on, and only a couple of pumps before he blasted his load in my hole. I was wearing gf’s thong and felt the cum leak out soaking the cloth as I drove home. Sept. 5 - 10am Started early and went over to the bald, fat grandpa, 64yr. Climbed his stairs and dropped to my knees. He shoved his cock in my mouth and I started sucking and gaggin. Holding my head down has he fucked the back of my throat. Then I laid on his bed, my legs open in the air. He slid his little cock in me and started pumping. After a couple minutes he blasted his load in me and I quickly left. Sept. 5 - 2pm, got hit up by a bbc staying at a hotel in poughkeepsie. Made an excuse to leave the house and went down there. Guy had tats and a 8-9in uncut cock. Started on my knees, with his huge cock already semihard. Soon he flipped me over, my pretty hole already lubed with the old guys cum. He fucked me slow and deep at first before picking up speed. My pussy made sloppy wet noises as he pounded my gaping hole. Went ass to mouth a few times, before he took the condom off and fucked me raw. Had my legs bent back and was punching my guts. I started milking him, flexing my cunt as hard as I could with my ass wrapped tightly around his throbbing cock. That sent him over the edge and he flooded me with his three day load. *Sept 6 - 1am. Bbrt. Arranged to meet this black 47 yr old undetectable monster cock. Neither of us could host so we ended up meeting behind this dollar store. We walked back a lil ways and I dropped to my knees. His cock already fully hard. I could barely get half the monster in my mouth. Before long I was bent over at the waist holding my toes while my sloppy pussy was in the air ready to accept what came next. He slide balls deep first thrust, then went from there pounding my hole to ruin. Very public, could see us in the moonlight from the parking lot and road. Felt like a jack hammer to the guts. The top was verbal, yelling for me to take his cock and slapping my ass. When I didn’t think I could stand much longer he yelled out whether I wanted that seed. I moaned in acceptance, barely able to make a sound besides a whimper as he ravaged my hole. He wasted no time and released that nut deep in my cunt. Still pounding as he fucked it deeper. Went back home after that with cum coating my thighs and my hole blasted. Till next time...

I was house-sitting for a friend a couple weeks ago and naturally got quite horny, so I downloaded Grindr just to see if there was anyone in the area. I had previously deleted Grindr since I wasn't having any luck, but this time I was messaged by a 20 year old twink about a mile away. We chatted for a little bit, he mentioned he was going to a friends place alter and was just killing time, so I invited him over. I wasn't explicitly looking for sex, but was horny nonetheless. He agreed and pulled into the driveway about 15 minutes later. He was hella cute, thin, slightly shorter than me. We sat on the deck and chatted for about 20 minutes. There was a pause in the conversation and he said, "so what are you thinking?" I said "I'm thinking I want to kiss you." He said "I think we can make that happen," so we kissed and made out for a few minutes on the deck. I grabbed his hand and took him inside to the bedroom. I put him down on the bed and stripped off his clothes, and took mine off. He had a nice cock, and a fantastic bubble butt. We rolled around on the bed kissing for a little bit. I kissed my way down his body and took his cock into my mouth and sucked him off for a few minutes until he pulled me off so he could get at my cock. He sucked me for a few minutes, licking around my balls as well, until I pulled him back up to kiss him some more. I flipped him over face down and licked my way down to his ass crack, pulling apart his cheeks to get at his hole. I rimmed him for a couple of minutes, getting his hole nice and wet, and then I asked if I could fuck him. He said yes and turned over onto his back. I had a condom nearby if he wanted it, but I just started spitting on my cock to lube it up. I lined up my cock to his hole and slowly eased in. He took it like I pro. I leaned in and kissed him as I started to move in and out of his ass. I fucked him like that for a few minutes, then had him get on all fours so I could fuck him doggy style. I held on to his hip, occasionally grabbing onto his hair as I fucked him faster and faster. I was getting close so I flipped him over and slid my bare cock back into his ass as he started jerking himself off. I asked if I could cum in him and he said yes, so I slammed my cock in and out of his ass until I started flooding his ass with my cum. I started slowing down and just then he shot his load all over his stomach. We cuddled for a little bit, then he had to leave to go to his friends, my load in his guts.

My fuckhole is so hungry for multiple AIDS loads!

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."

About an hour ago. I went to the local ABS to pick up a bottle of poppers. I was so horny though and decided to go to the back for some GH fun. It didn't seem too busy but I decided to buy some tokens and at least J/O a load. While I was watching a fuck flick, I was sitting naked and stroking my cock. The door to the other side of my booth opened and I saw someone step inside. He put some tokens in and was watching movies and motioned for me to stick my cock through. Great! Mayble I'll get a BJ at least. He started stroking my cock and rubbing my balls. I wanted ass or mouth. This was not what I wanted. I bent down and put my hand through the hole ( it was fairly large) and played with his cock which was out and his pants were partially down as well. I reached under his balls and fingered his ass. He got the message and soon his ass was pressed back against the hole. I rubbed my cock up and down his crack and found his hole. I pushed inside. It was kinda tight but felt warm and slippery. I'm sure I had lots of pre-cum because soon I was sliding inside and out. He was moaning kinda loudly and I kept pounding his hole. Soon enough I shot a big load deep inside his asshole. He mumbled thanks and pulled his pants up and was gone. I got dressed and came out of the booth. A couple guys nodded and smiled as I left. It felt so good to get some ass. It's been a few weeks since I fucked and I was really in need. I need more!

I’ve been petty much asexual the last few years, but the past few months have been stressful and depressing, and I needed relief. Big time. I hit up a Black guy I’ve been talking, fucking, and dating with on and off since we met 5 years ago when he was 18. We agreed to go to my place to watch a movie and cuddle. That’s it. Well, me being me, just 15 seconds into him laying on my bed I get on top of him and start humping his ass. We quickly got naked, and he instinctively got into doggy position and arched that back. 🤤 I dove right in and started eating out that fine, smell and tight bubble butt. Spent a good 5 minutes doing that when I had enough. I gathered the insane amount of precum I left on his cheeks, lubed up, and slammed balls deep in his tight hole. Pounded him good, then flipped him on his back, put his legs on my shoulders, and really roughly pounded his hole. I wound up flooding his hole 3x missionary, each time aggressively staring into his eyes while choking him. Reminding him of his place and of my rights to his hole. That talk worked as I made him cum 2x during the 2nd and 3rd rounds. I then pulled out, climbed up over him, and had him suck my dick. I decided to throat fuck him for load 4. I forgot to tell him I stopped taking my meds a few months ago ... and very early this morning he complained about feeling sick 🤢 Also feel bad cuz he’s falling hard for me but I just needed ass. 🤷🏼‍♂️

I absolutely love race play. It's a huge turn on. One of my biggest fetishes. I used to have a white guy fuck me on the regular, and he would always call me nigger and monkey and it was always the biggest orgasm

Please humanize the black men who are fucking you all. Stop reducing black men to just their dicks.

Wonder if the boyfriend ended up playing raw too....

Yes, but a lot of Spanish guys seem to use it.

Hot story! I have similar experiences in the darkroom of Bear's Bar, which is only a few meters away from XXL.