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Part-2 Things pretty much stayed the same for the next few weeks. Every two to three days TJ was up in my apartment when he needed more weed. And I was more than happy to keep supplying him as long as I got to suck that big 19 year old cock. Maybe suck is too nice of a way to put it. TJ was very aggressive and loved the fact that I had no gag reflex as he pounded his pierced cock down my very receptive throat. He loved to bury himself balls deep and hold my head tight against his hairy crotch as he pumped his huge loads of teenage cum right down my esophagus. And I loved every second of it. And because he was young and horny, he was always good for two loads. And I always rewarded him well for his stud service. I even got him to strip naked everytime while I serviced him fully clothed by offering him more weed. He may have technically been the rough trade, swapping his body for drugs, but I was the one who felt like the dirty whore, and I loved it. So after a few weeks of this, I decided it was time to take it to the next level. I gave TJ a soda laced with G. Not enough to knock him out, (although I do enjoy playing with a unconcious boy. There's few things dirtier than fucking and breeding a passed out boy, filling him up with my babies.) but enough to have him loose and vulnerable. So after he finished his soda and we had emptied a couple of bongs, he was high as fuck as he reclined, buck naked in all his scruffy, pierced and tattooed white trash glory. I began to slowly suck his cock, taking my time with it as I massaged his balls and taint. TJ just moaned as he limply laid back on the couch. I made slow love to his cock as I slowly pulled his skinny body over the edge of the couch and started to roll him over. "Dude, what are you doing?" He slurred. "You're not going to fuck me!" "Sssshhhhhhh." I silenced him. "I'm not going to fuck you, I promise. I just want to show you a new pleasure." I reassured him as I pulled out another baggie of weed. This time it was a full 1/4 oz. TJ looked at it with glassy eyes before he reached for it with an unsteady hand, grabbing it and clutching it to his chest. "All right," he mumbled, "you can touch it, but I don't get fucked." "Not yet you whore." I thought to myself as I handed him the loaded bong. TJ took a couple of more big hits as I got a real good look at his ass. His cheeks were covered in a light brown fuzz, and his crack was filled with a dense fuzzy trail. My mouth watered as I slowly spread him open, getting a look at his asshole for the first time. A musky smell hit my nostrils as I gazed down at his hairy brown hole. My cock was rock hard as my mouth moved toward his soon to be discovered pleasure spot, knowing I was about to be the first person to touch that promised land. My tongue lightly tickled his hairy hole and he gasped in surprise. I flicked at his brown pucker and blew on his hairs as he lightly moaned. Then I started licking his hole as his moans grew louder and longer. I planted my mouth against his shitter and really went to town. I sucked and nibbled on TJ's straight boy pussy, showing him for the first time in his young life just what a pleasure center his asshole was. He totally took me by surprise when he reached back and spread his cheeks apart, giving me better access. "Oh fuck dude!" He panted. "Eat my ass you dirty faggot! Oh fuck that feels good! Eat my hole!" And eat it I did. I stuck my tongue in him, past his anal ring which brought more moans and more dirty talk from him. I ate him out for probably 15 minutes before he groaned, "Dude, I'm gonna cum!" I quickly flipped him over as I wet my index finger and jammed it right up his straight skater boy cunt, hitting his prostate. He let out a howl of ecstasy as he grabbed my head and skull fucked me before shooting another one of his big loads down my throat. TJ collapsed back onto the couch in a sheen of sweat as the last drops of his cum dribbled onto my tongue, allowing me to taste the trashy young studs semen. "Dude, I gotta piss." He announced with his dick still in my mouth. "Do it here." I mumbled around his cock. "No way dude! I ain't fuckin doing that!" I was on a pure lust high and quickly grabbed another 1/8 and held it up. "Do it!" I demanded. "Give me your piss!" TJ paused for second before snatching the weed out of my hand. "God damn you're a disgusting queer. All right faggot, get your mouth on my dick!" I trembled with excitement as I took him back into my mouth and waited. It took him a few moments, but eventually a small stream started, which quickly became a large stream. I had trouble keeping up and piss dribbled out of my mouth onto his hairy legs. "Oh fuck dude." He groaned as he experienced another new erotic sensation, that of a warm mouth around his cock as he expelled his urine. "Oh yeah you dirty fag. Drink my piss you nasty bitch. Drink it all you dirty piss drinking faggot bitch!" As TJ verbally abused me, I reached down to my rock hard cock, and in just a few strokes, I was shooting off into my shorts as the last of TJ's piss flowed into my mouth.

Part-9 The guys and I all went down to the hotel restaurant to force some food into ourselves. Of course we left the boys in the room. Brent was left in a straight jacket. Hooded and gagged, he was left on his stomach with his legs pulled up painfully behind him and a large vibrating plug in his ass. He also had earbuds in that again just played static. Eric was on the bed. He had several leather straps the went around his ankles, just below his knees, his thighs, his waist, where his wrists were secured, and his upper arms, across his chest. Furthermore, he was strapped to the mattress itself with more tie downs, so he couldn't possibly roll off the bed. He had clamps on his nipples and the metal plug and cock cage on again, hooked up to the box that went through a random cycle which included some very serious jolts. (But the penis gag he wore should stifle any screams!) And to top it off, his head was propped up on pillows so he could view the TV. We had it hooked up to one of those hypno videos you find on pornhub, the really nasty ones for sub training. And even if he closed his eyes to the imagery, he would still be subjected to the audio through the headphones he wore. Oh, and both boys had been given a hit of X and a viagra. That should keep them both occupied in their own way for the next couple of hours, that is, if they were lucky. While we were eating, Steve and I occupied ourselves by editing the videos we had taken of Eric. To use against him, of course. The poor kid had no idea he would never be returning to his former life. We planned to take him back home with us, after we destroyed his relationship with his family, his job, and his roommates. And after we explained how he was going to convert to poz, and he had nowhere else to go, we would convince him coming home with us was the only option. We would take care of him, getting the meds he would need, for a price of course, his complete servitude. We would convince him that was all he was good for now, like Brent. I wanted to keep Eric around for a good long time. At least until I grew tired of him and dumped him off at some truck stop in the middle of nowhere. Alex, meanwhile, had been busying himself texting with the guys who had hosted the sex party the night before, offering the use of Eric. He had sent them pics of our pretty whore prince, telling them that up until last night, he had been a virgin mormon boy, and even though he had already been well used, he was still somewhat fresh, and needed more dirty seed in him. As much as possible. Of course the hosts, Jim and Tom, jumped at the chance to assist in Eric's destruction. They knew plenty of guys that would be willing to stop by and drop a load. They even gave me permission to advertise Eric on a few websites to REALLY fill up his pussy. We planned the festivities to start at 9, and to go on however long it lasted. They could both call into work the next day. I couldn't wait. It actually took us three hours to get back to the room. We had to run a couple of errands. I wanted to find a slutty Prince Eric outfit, and I succeeded. I found some blue running shorts that I bought in a large children's size, to ensure they look extra slutty on him. I also bought some red jockstraps, so when I pulled up the waist, they would show above his too small shorts and look like his sash. His shirt was easy, a white wife beater. I planned to make it into a crop top. Of course I bought several of each of these things for various, "looks". I even bought him a pair of black leather boots that laced half way up his calf. He was a size 10, like Steve. When we opened the door, Eric was bathed in sweat. His eyes pleaded at us for mercy. Just then, one of the big jolts went through him. Five full seconds of high intensity on his cock and ass. Eric's body went ridged and shook as his eyes clenched in pain. "Does my prince want the nasty machine turned off?" I asked in a mocking tone. Eric shook his head yes violently just as another strong jolt rocked his body. "If I turn the machine off, will my prince be a good boy and do as he's told?" Eric shook his head yes again. I took the machine, and gave him one more jolt for good measure. I wanted to ensure Eric was a very grateful boy to have his torment end, and to realize that I had the power to inflict more if I so choosed. I removed the headphones and the gag. "Thank you Sir! A very humble boy said. I smiled knowing just how fucked up this kids head was right now, and how agreeable he would be to anything I demanded. "You stink kid!" I told him as I was undoing his restraints. "First thing is a shower!" I helped him into the bathroom and into the tub. I turned on the shower, cold of course. Eric yelped. "Can I have some warm water please Sir?" Eric begged. "No!" I reprimanded him. "Slaves don't get warm water. Now hurry up and clean yourself!" Eric quickly washed his body and was soon smelling fresh again. I took him into the bedroom and handed him a red jockstrap. He put it on without question. Then I handed him the blue shorts. They were perfect. They were skin tight and showed off his caged cock very nicely. They were also very short and the bottom of his ass cheeks hung out. I rolled the waist of the shorts down so you could actually see a little bit of skin between the top of the shorts and the bottom of the jockstraps waistband. HOT! I took a knife and cut the bottom of the tank top off so it hit him mid chest, exposing his flat, defined stomach. I gave him his boots and he had the quickly laced up, and in no time flat, there was my picture perfect, slutty, whorey Prince Eric. "Ok baby," I said, "get on the bed and pose for me." Eric did this without a second thought. Already such a good boy. "But just one more thing." I grabbed the knife and cut a long slit down the crack of the shorts so Eric's gorgeous ass could be seen. I had him do many different slutty poses, all of them making him look like the whore I had turned him into. And he didn't question me once. By the time I had finished my little photoshoot, Steve had finished his little project which was to write up our advertisement of Eric. It read, "Have you ever wanted to fuck a Disney prince?" "Here's your chance! This genuine Disney prince actor is offering up his hole for anyone who has ever wished upon a star. This 18 year old beauty is offering up his beasty hole for any cock who wishes to breed and seed him. Zip-a-Dee-do-dah, no cock will be refused entrence into his magic kingdom. There is only one rule, NO CONDOMS......PERIOD! All sperm deposits must be made into his butt-pirate cove. So don't be late for this tea party and slide on down into cum-splash mountain. This charming price will be available: Now to 8PM at his hotel. 9PM to ? at a house party. After the house party to ? back at his hotel. So cum to the ball! This parTy prince is definitely an E ticket ride! Message for directions to either venue!" I laughed at my punny partner. I quickly had several pics of slutty Eric uploaded. "Perfect, now we just have sit back and wait." I said as I lit a freshly loaded pipe for Eric, smiling as I saw his eyes light up.

Interesting topic, @holefucker. We usually hear about this kind of thing from the bottom’s perspective, ie: how many loads have you taken in one session, etc. It seems to me that you are a bit of an exception. In my experience, when presented with a row of willing arses, most tops don’t move from one to the next in the way you describe, which surprised me when I first started frequenting cruise clubs, etc. Most seem to pick one, seemingly at random, and stick with it for the duration. It’s rare that they move down the line, trying each one in turn. And then other tops will gather round the one getting fucked, and wait for their own opportunity to fuck it, often complete ignoring perfectly acceptable arses on either side. From a bottom’s point of view, this is obviously great if you are the ‘chosen one’, but baffling if you are one of the ones on either side. Age, looks, etc. rarely seem to have much to do with it. A long time ago I came to the conclusion that from a top’s point of view, the hottest arse in the room is the one some other guy is fucking.

I have fantasized about getting pregnant since I was 13. When I was knocked up at 19 I thought I had fulfilled my fantasy. I still fantasize about getting pregnant sometimes

What's the most holes you've fucked in one night? Not necessarily bred but just fucked. My highest is about 40 on naked night at the Laboratory in Berlin during gay pride weekend. You literally had to queue up for an hour to get in there it was so full. Whenever I'm at the Lab, I have a few drinks and get super horny, and the place is full of guys of all ages with their asses up the air or in slings taking all comers. I find myself almost manically going from one to another trying to fuck as many holes as possible. I delay cumming as much as possible so I don't peter out too fast. I dumped my load in about three or four asses that night. Afterwards I went to the Bull bar and fuck another handful of wasted guys and got home about 10am. I dumped my last load in a muscled young guy bent naked over a barrel taking dick after dick. Berlin is unbelievable for this sort of thing. If you're in decent shape, you could easily fuck hundreds of holes in a week there.

Part 5 Ten days later, I would be on my back with my legs in the air and Felix’s cock buried in my ass. Two other guys would be there in my bedroom, watching us. Felix would stop fucking me and launch into a rant about how the fantasies of bottom guys always involved their holes being somehow irresistible to every man within a mile, as if this one bottom was the last one left in the entire city. (And I’d have to beg him to keep going before he finally came inside me.) That night at the party, standing outside the dark room, I didn’t think of it exactly that way. But I had just been fingered by one hot guy and fucked by another who used cum out of his own ass as lube. Most of the men there had seen it happen. And they weren’t lining up to fuck me themselves. So it dawned on me that my asshole, hungry as it was for raw cock, was not a scarce commodity at a sex party. I headed into the dark room. It was more crowded than before, full of growls and whispers and wet sounds. I felt hands reaching out, feeling my body as I tried to move slowly through the crush of naked me. I wasn’t ready to stop yet. I was absorbing the mood, trying to understand it. For every hand that found my ass and lingered, there were many more that groped for my cock. Several men tried to back up right on me, even as I was moving through the crowd. I realized I had something a lot of these guys wanted. I moved more slowly now, deciding I could be as picky as I wanted, here in this dark room full of men who didn’t care what I looked like. After some furtive groping, I found a smooth, very firm ass of a guy who had a hard body. In my mind he was young and blond, fresh off the football team, but who knew? I never did. I slipped a finger down and played around the edges of his hole. He grabbed my cock and began to jerk me. I used my other hand to see if I could find his cock, but he was cupping it in one hand. “Just fuck me,” he whispered. “I won’t pull out. Is that what you want?” I said. “Me to cum inside you?” “Yeah, do it!” I slipped a finger inside him. He was well-lubed. I was pretty sure that was all it was so far. “Here’s the deal,” I said. “I’m gonna fuck you and give you a big load. And then you’re gonna fuck me with my load running down your legs. And your hot muscle cum is gonna blast inside me with the other men’s cum that’s already in there. And I bet that while you’re fucking me, some other guy is gonna start feeling your ass and he’ll be in your hole by the time you cum in mine. Sound hot?” I could hear him breathing faster. I pushed at the hand covering his cock and he let it fall away. It felt it then, a mushroom head on a cock that was otherwise pretty skinny, but long enough to make itself known inside my ass. There was a drop of precum oozing out of the slit. “You wanna get fucked. I wanna get fucked. We help each other out and there are still lots of chances for more.” “Yeah, okay” he said breathlessly as I wiggled around inside him. “Cool,” I said. “And by the way, I’m done whispering.” I smiled but he couldn’t see it. “Fuck,” I said then, in a voice that I would have used upstairs. “That is one beautiful ass. You gonna spread it for me?” He whispered something and I said, “Yeah, well I am gonna fuck it.” There was some nervous laughter around us but I could tell by the change in sounds that some guys were listening more seriously. And my new partner was starting to get into it. “Do it, man, Fuck my muscle ass.” His voice wasn’t as loud as mine, but it wasn’t a whisper any more.” “I got two fingers in you already. You ready for some cock now?” “Oh yeah! Fuck me,” he said at full volume. I could feel other hands at his hole now. Someone had stepped up behind me and grabbed my cock. I could feel him grinding his own dick against me. “Help me out, fucker,” I told him. “Line me up and let’s get my cock into this hole.” My helper obliged just as my muscle boy leaned back. The head of my cock pressed against his pucker and I said, “Let me in, let me in. This is the cock you’ve been waiting for.” I slid in a few inches and began a slow pump. I had to loosen him a little more but I also had to be careful because the head of my cock was getting all the sensation from his ass and that could push me over the edge fast. I felt my helper start to kiss the back of my neck. He had some serious stubble and I realized he was an inch or two taller than me, and pretty hairy. Lean, too, but not muscular. His cock was resting against the small of my back. It felt thick. I decided the muscle boy needed more inches.“Ready?” I said. “Here comes the rest of it.” I pushed my cock deeper into him and I heard a yelp and then a grunt. He shifted his body position, leaning further forward and started to say, “yeah, yeah, yeah,” with each thrust I made and then suddenly stopped. I heard some muffled sounds. Had someone shoved a cock in his mouth? The guy behind me wrapped one arm across the top of my chest, holding me tight. I felt a finger at my hole, and then another one. Someone else had joined us and one of them pushed into my hole. “Jesus,” I said. “Push that finger in deeper. Help me blow a huge load into this hole.” I had both hands on my bottom’s ass now and had a good deep stroke going. Someone from my left started kissing me and both hands at my hole now had a finger inside me. I felt the orgasm start and then it burst out of me without warning. In all my pumping and dumping adventures, I thought I had learned better control, but I hadn’t ever been so stimulated before. “Fuck! Fuck” I almost shouted. I was blowing so much cum into the hole in front of me I could hardly stand. The guy behind me kept me upright as I groaned and shuddered. Normally when I cum its like my sex drive shuts down for a few minutes. But in this situation I had no choice, because at this point I lost control of events. I slipped out of the ass I had been in, and as I did so I felt another hard cock pressing right in where I had been. I felt like I should object and say, “He has to fuck me,” but then the arm around my upper chest tightened and pulled up around my neck, almost as if to choke me and I had to take a step backwards to keep from falling over. “Now you,” a deep voice with some accent I didn’t recognize ordered. “Yes, fuck me, dude!” And no sooner had I said yes than I felt him maneuvering behind me. One of the fingers slid out of my ass and a moment later something much larger was pushing in where the finger had been. The other finger slipped out as I grunted and then said, “Fuck!” again. This was a big cock. At this point, I could smell poppers and someone nearby held a bottle kind of under my nose. I grabbed at the hand to bring it close so I could get a serious whiff. My head started to spin and I was tingling all over as I took a second big whiff and then the cockhead burst into my hole. “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I moaned. Whoever it was with the poppers let me take one more whiff, which was just what I needed because now I was being fucked, hard. My ass was screaming but I was so turned on. I had just cum and my body wasn’t ready for this. My mind, however, was totally into it. This intensity, this lust, this sense of being used. This was what I had been wanting ever since I had started jerking off to the idea of forbidden raw sex. I had no idea who this man in my ass was. I had no idea what he looked like, or who else he had fucked that night. Maybe ten guys had fucked him and I was the very bottom of the heap. The darkness had brought us together and we were each getting what we needed. My cock was hard again and hands were grabbing at it. The sensation didn’t compare to the feeling of being fucked, even as my ass relaxed that little bit that it took for its resistance to go away and for the cock inside me to pound even deeper into my guts. I was standing almost on my tiptoes as each thrust from the taller man drove me upward. “I want your--” “Shut up,” he growled. His other hand went over my mouth. The arm around my chest slid all the way up to my neck and now I really was afraid I wouldn’t be able to breath. He pumped even harder into me and I yelped again. “Shut up!” he shouted into my ear. Some guys fuck like a rabbit, quick almost spasmodic pumps. This guy was more like a hammer, drawing back carefully before coming back hard. He was crushing my prostate and my cock was leaking as it bounced uselessly in front of me. Someone seemed to notice and tried to blow me but the fuck I was getting meant my groin bounced off his head and he stopped. There were hands on my torso, touching me as if somehow they could absorb some of the power of this fuck. I never would have tolerated being used like this after a date or on a hookup. But here, in a room full of men, I was ready. All the shame I had ever felt about my desires, all the guilt that had haunted me for wanting to have sex with men, to taste their cum, to have them inside of me: these things required that I be fucked raw in the dark. Hammer man was cursing in my ear now. “Fuck. Shit. Jesus. Fuck!” I moaned and without stopping his cursing, he tightened his arm. He really was cutting off some of my air now. I could have panicked. I almost panicked. I would have panicked except that he began to shake. He arched his back, pulling me up off the floor completely, and roared as he came violently inside me in a series of short spasms. After just a moment his hand came off of my mouth, and his arm fell away from my neck. I gasped for air for a moment but then his dick slipped out of my hole and he was turning me around and kissing me, holding both sides of my head as he invaded my mouth. I wrapped my arms around him--he really was hairy everywhere--and embraced the first man to breed my hole. With surprising tenderness, he broke off the kiss, patted my cheek, and slipped away into the crowd and the darkness. I never found out who he was. I reached back to my tender hole. I could feel cum running out of it and I wiped some up with my finger and brought it to my lips, savoring it. I imagined that some of it was his and some was the cum from the anonymous men who had fucked Michael. Then there was another hand on my ass and a face pressed close to my ear and a voice asking, “Let me eat your ass.” --- Felix texted me the next day and invited himself over, teasing me about how I lived right on top of the alley. We didn’t fuck, we just talked and I told him about how I had taken only one more load the night before, in that same dark room, from a guy who had seemed incredibly tense and had shot inside me in less than 2 minutes. I’d been fucked by two other guys who didn’t cum, and I’d fucked several myself without cumming, including a dude with a PA. “Might have been Drew,” Felix said. “He only gets fucked when it's a dark room. But then he always gets fucked when it’s a dark room.” It took me a while to admit that the party had been my first raw fuck as a bottom. I wasn’t only going to bottom: fucking ass was hot! But I was not going to be afraid to go after what I wanted, when I wanted. The party had changed that, changed me. “Dove in at the deep end of the pool,” I said. And Felix pointed out that was really the best place because the shallow end was a pretty stupid place to dive. Smartass.

Part 4 I turned my head to look at the man who was invading my hole. He was striking. Drew was a boyishly handsome, late 40s man with vivid green eyes. He reminded me instantly of an architect who had lived next to us while I was in high school. Clean-cut, almost intellectual looking, if I can say that about a naked man at a sex party. His chest was covered in grey-blond hair and he was in average shape. I’m sure he looked good fully dressed and, well, I didn’t care so much about his body because his flaccid cock was sporting a Prince Albert. What would that do to me? He pulled me toward another pair of poles near the wall and I realized there were lube dispensers mounted on the wall like soap dispensers, except these were to help you be dirty instead of clean. Drew pumped out a few heavy shots and let them rest in his hand to warm up. “Always better to get fucked before you come here,” he said, casually. “Makes it easy to start playing as soon as you arrive.” When he inserted the first finger, it was the middle one, giving him the deepest access. I gasped but said, “God, I want that.” Drew leaned his face near to mine. “I might fuck you,” he said quietly. “I wanna see if you’re up for the challenge. What’s the most times you’ve been fucked in one night?” I swallowed and said, “twice,” doubling my actual record. Drew smiled. It was an evil smile. “How many raw cocks have been in your ass?” Now I hesitated. I didn’t want to get laughed out of this place. I didn’t want to spoil my chance to get Drew in my ass. But the only person I lie to well is myself. “I do lots of pump and dumps where I breed guys,” I said, looking directly in those green eyes. “Now I wanna be rawfucked and bred like I do to them. I don’t wanna keep thinking about it. I wanna do it.” “You dirty fucking cum whore.” With each word Drew pressed his finger hard against my prostate and I gasped. I couldn’t hide how much I wanted him to do this. “I saw the way you swallowed Felix’s cummy dick.” He kissed me hard and asked, “Do you eat your load out of the asses of those men you fuck? Do you swallow the cum of all the other men who have bred them?” He laughed as he saw from the expression on my face that I realized what I had missed. “You will now, I bet.” Drew had a second finger pushing at my hole and I pushed back on it. It slipped in. “Please fuck me,” I begged. He looked me right in the eyes and said, “You mean, please blow my load in your hole and breed you? You mean, please, Mr.I Don’t Know Who You Are, won’t you cum in my ass?” “Yeah, oh yeah!” Several men were leaning against the wall around us. I could tell by the smirk on one guy’s face that he had been listening. He was a muscular man in his mid-30s, with the kind of exaggerated body of a Jersey Shore bro. His dark hair was buzzed into a flat top and one arm and one leg were covered in sleeve tattoos. His cock was flaccid and stubby. Drew beckoned him over. He said, “Hey,” as he joined us and Drew quickly made introductions. “Michael here is a high-performance fuck hole,” Drew explained and Michael grinned. “How many loads tonight, Michael?” “I just got here, so only two that I brought from home.” “Whose are they?” “ Fuck if I know their names,” Michael shrugged. “Some black kid who shot really fast and a dude who said he was visiting from Chicago.” “Time to share,” Drew said. Michael willingly turned to present his muscular ass to us. It was clearly very hairy but he kept the hair trimmed not waxed. That turned me on even more. It was impressive to think that it was a receptacle for so much cum. I would have fucked it eagerly. But thought of that disappeared as Drew withdrew his fingers from my hole. “Spread his cheeks,” he told me. Michael obliged us by arching his back and I pulled his glutes apart to reveal a bright red pucker. It was shiny. I wanted to dive right in but Drew’s finger beat me to it. He slipped right inside. For a moment he wiggled it and Michael said, “What a tease” before Drew pulled out, a shiny glob of cum and mucus on his finger. I leaned forward to lick it but Drew pulled it away. “Not in the mouth, you hungry slut. Turn around.” I obeyed as I heard Drew say, “Michael, now you spread his cheeks.” I tried to arch my back as I felt two strong hands parting my ass, and then Drew’s wet, cum-covered finger was slipping inside me. It was all I could do not to grab my dick and start rubbing one out for all I was worth. The sexual thrill in my body and my brain was electric. I had the cum in my ass. I didn’t know whose it was. I hadn’t even been fucked yet and I had anonymous cum inside me. Drew slipped a second finger in again, and then a third as he used his control of my hole to turn me back to face him. He was looking at me with powerful intensity and I wanted him to do it forever. I wanted any man to do it. “Is that turning you on? Are you a bigger cumslut than you were before? You thought you were one when you got here, but I keep showing you that you have no idea how low you can sink. Is this what you want?” “Fuck, yeah!” I panted. “You’re making me so fucking turned on. Jesus, I need it.” Drew push my head down and to the side. I saw briefly that Michael had been jerking his cock while he watched what Drew did to me. It had grown much longer. It wasn’t thick but it was nearly 7 inches. And then I was swallowing it. “Get it slick, slut.” Drew said. “Michael’s gonna be your first fuck of the night. You wanna be a cumwhore, you can learn from a champ.” Michael held my head in place and face fucked me. I felt him grow harder and I had to work not to gag. After a minute he pulled out and I looked at his glistening cock. It was beautiful and raw. "Fuck me, Michael,” I begged. “Breed me.” Drew pulled me up from behind and once again turned me, so that now my ass was facing Michael. I could feel Michael fingering my hole for a second and then the head of his cock was pressing against my anus. I pushed back slightly, trying not to wince, and then he slipped in. He barely waited before he thrust fully inside me. I yelped but at the same time I felt an incredible rush of excitement. I had a raw cock inside my ass! “You’re fucked now,” Drew said to me, almost angrily. “You’re nothing but a cum dump for one of the biggest sluts in town.” He stood right in front of me, looking intently at me, even as my head bounced around from the fuck that Michael was giving me. “All these men here”--there were at least 20 guys in the room now--”they see you with Michael’s raw cock in your hole. And they can see how much it turns you on. No secrets for you any more.” “Yes!” I gasped. “I want that. I want that!” A glistening ball of spit appeared on Drew’s lips. I stuck out my tongue and tried to lean forward to lick it off but he spat it at me instead. It landed on my cheek, “You sick, twisted fuck,” he growled. “Now we’ll see what kind of trouble you can get in.” I moaned as he turned and walked away, out of the room and into the dark room. Behind me, Michael slowed and then unceremoniously pulled out of my hole with a plop. Before I could even protest, he put a hand on my shoulder and said, “Way too early for me to cum and your tight hole is dangerous. But good start at being a fuckhole, kid. Maybe we’ll find each other later tonight.” And then he walked away, too, into the dark room, leaving me there alone in the middle of the room with a wet sloppy hole and unbred.

Part 3 I couldn't stop thinking about fucking Nate in the alley and how I wished I had fucked the kid. By the time the weekend rolled around, I could not concentrate, I was so horny. I broke down and called in sick to work. Just after midnight on Friday, I was looking out my window, watching the men who were already drifting into the alley. I was surprised, since a lot of the restaurants were still open and staff was coming and going, putting out trash, taking a smoke break. And then I realized that there was no way all these guys were cruising that alley at that hour. Maybe 30 men had walked by. Where could they have gone? Investigating was all the excuse I needed. I slipped into a pair of jeans, motorcycle boots, and a wife-beater and headed downstairs, calm, confident, and horned up. Blow-job Bear was not in his usual position, but I guessed it was too early, a little past 12:30. Then, as I approached the spot near the abandoned storefront where I had fucked Nate and fingered the kid, I saw him. He was standing beside a door into the storefront. Red light leaked from around the doorframe and I could hear a throb of bass. Jesus Christ, there was a club here? The bear looked at me, the first time he had looked me in the eyes, and jerked a thumb toward the door. I walked over. “What’s up?” I asked. “Private gathering. You might like it. No admission.” “Nice of somebody to throw a party like that.” “I’ve seen you here. You could have a good time. Check it out.” He reached over and pulled the door open. The light and the sound poured out into the street and I stepped inside. The red light filled the first room, which had no furniture, no decoration. Three doorways led out of it. It was hard to make out what lay through any of them; it seemed like only the red light illuminated them. I chose right. It was a hallway. I took a few steps and stopped, letting my eyes adjust. The music seemed to come from everywhere and nowhere. I took a few more steps forward and realized I could see a doorway of some kind another fifteen or so feet ahead. I walked carefully toward it and stepped into a large room. It was lit by the faint light of a large screen showing raw porn. Five or six men stood around the room, several of them paired off and making out. I knew that if I stayed and watched, I could probably join in some kind of action. But I wanted to know what else this place held and there was another doorway directly across the room. It turned out to be a stair and in the faintest of light I made my way carefully down below street level. The light here was so much less than upstairs. I could hear much more than I could see, the wet, sloppy sounds of men fucking and sucking. I edged to my right and found the wall. At the same time I bumped into someone. A strong hand gripped my wrist. I started to whisper a “sorry, man” when the other hand pulled mine to a thick cock. Partly engorged but not fully hard, it was slick already--saliva? Lube?--and I automatically began to stroke it. The man’s other hand gripped my head, pulled it forward and I was being kissed, hard, invasively. I felt another body pressing against me from the right and someone else was massaging my crotch. The cock in my hand had a heavy foreskin and although I could not see it, and I could not really see anything of them men beside me, touching me. I started to drop to my knees. The man kissing me sensed this and held me in place. He was taller than I was and the tight skin of his groin told me he was fit, whoever he was. He seemed to be naked. The hand on my crotch was moving up and down my body, playing with my nipples before moving back to rub my now fully hard dick. I felt this second man press himself against me from behind. His cock was hard too and it pushed insistently against my ass. Instinctively, I pushed back against it. I ground my ass against him. “Like a bitch in heat,” I heard him say. I moaned a little into the mouth of the man who was kissing me. It was like I was bipolar. Last night I had been the one taking charge, making decisions, choosing to have the kid fuck Nate. I had told myself that I was coming here to do the same things. And now, with the slightest contact with another man’s hard cock, I was ready to do whatever these men wanted, even though I had no idea who they were. I could pass them on the street tomorrow and have no idea. I reached behind me with my free hand, eager to feel the cock that was pressing itself against my jeans. It was slick too. Had these guys already fucked someone in this room tonight? Had they bred him? This one curved upward and to the left slightly. God, how would that feel inside me? The hair at the base of the cock was dense and curly. Maybe this man was black? Was he my age? Old enough to be my father? Handsome? It was part of the unknown that I had stepped into, where the only clear thing was that I wanted this cock and the one I held in my hand and any other cock I could get. Suddenly he stepped away from me and I felt a cold absence where he had pressed against me. I reached back to find empty space. And then the owner of the thick cock I had been jerking pulled away too. “Later,” I heard him whisper. “Way too soon. And check your clothes if you wanna be a pig. Upstairs to the left.” He walked away and I stood there panting for a few minutes. I was so full of lust and there was so much opportunity here, even if I had no idea who it was with. I carefully made my way upstairs, through the room I had crossed before and into the intense red light of the entrance. And yes indeed, I saw that the door to the left led to a long room, slightly more brightly lit than the TV room, where a tall, actual black guy, magnificently naked, with sleek muscles and a mushroom headed cock, handed me a clear plastic bag. I shucked everything but my boots and handed the bag over in exchange for a tag with a number on it. The tag went into my boot, the bag onto a table marked into sections with tape. I’d been nervous stripping down in front of this incredibly hot guy. He was polite, if not friendly, and didn’t seem to give me a look that wasn’t business like. I kept telling myself that this was just like the gym and I was heading for the showers but my dick didn't know what to do. Stand up proud? Hang loose? It was as confused as the rest of me. As I turned to head back and continue exploring, several other men entered the room and began exchanging their clothes as well. I recognized the sleeve tattoo on a short, blonde guy. I ‘d pumped a few loads into his ass. I’d never seen his face but he always pulled his cheeks open to facilitate entry, so I’d seen the tat. I decided I was here for fresh encounters. Back in the entry room, I chose the middle door. It was much larger than the TV room, with weak overhead lighting. There were a few naked guys here but most were clothed. I got some considering looks as I walked in, but there was no action happening here yet. I considered the “too early” comment I had heard downstairs. Had I shown up at a sex party--my first sex party--too soon? Was everyone conserving their loads for the perfect moment? I returned to the smaller room with the porn TV. Things were better here. I could see several guys on their knees, including a pair in front of a silver daddy who had a power-lifter’s body and was wearing a studded leather harness. If things were heating up here, then my odds were better downstairs. Once I had made my way into the basement again, instead of immediately sliding against the wall, I started to move cautiously into the center of the room. I could hear men around me, whispering, grunting, making the wet, forceful sounds of sex. I stood there, waiting once again for my eyes to adapt. Other than figures in movement around me, the only other thing I could make out was the faint outline of some other opening. I walked toward it and as I neared it, a hand reached out and grabbed my cock. I slipped away. I wanted to know more first. A short hallway turned left into another better lit room. The first room must have been some kind of test to see if you were really ready to play hard. Just to my left, a beefy guy, early 40s, with a hairy dadbod was leaning forward, grasping two poles that came down from the ceiling, holding on hard as someone plowed him repeatedly. “Shit, oh shit,” he was saying over and over. I stepped over to get a better look. I wanted to see the cock driving into that hole. And that’s when I noticed the guy fucking him, especially when he gave me a goofy smile even while driving his cock into that hairy ass. Friends had set me up on a blind date with Felix, maybe because we were both of us were, well, not cute. We hadn’t clicked. Enough that we hadn’t fucked. Maybe that had been a mistake. Felix was an ectomorph like me, strongly inclined to skinny, and much shorter at around 5’7”. I knew he was self conscious about his height. But he was a lot more defined than I was. And judging by what I could see, he was hung. He jerked his head at me and I took that as an invitation. I gave him a long wet kiss, doing my best to stay out of his way so as not to interrupt his rhythm. As I pulled away, he grinned again and said, “Play with my tits. I’m gonna unload in this guy.” I slipped behind him and reached around to rub his nipples. My hard cock pressed against his back just above his butt crack but he didn’t seem to notice. “You can be rough,” he said. “Fuck yes!” the guy he was fucking moaned and Felix laughed. He picked up the pace. Felix’s ass and back were bouncing against my cock and it was driving me crazy. I was twisting his nipples as hard as I had ever twisted a guy’s but he didn’t seem to mind. “Breed him,” I urged. “I wanna see you breed his ass.” That was a hell of a way to say hello. But he clearly didn’t mind. “You wanna be bred, Randy?” Felix grunted. “You want my load again?” “Oh yeah!” Randy panted. “Deep inside. Deep inside.” Three or four other guys were standing around us now. A tall guy in his 50s shoved his cock into Randy’s mouth and I felt hand on my ass, pulling my cheeks apart. Then Felix started to really buck, hard almost wild thrusts of his hips. “Yeah,” he grunted, “Oh yeah!” and he shuddered then shuddered again. “You are fucking bred,” he almost shouted. He staggered back a little, right into me. Hands were reaching out from around us for his cock, but I said clearly, “Mine!” and I slid right around him and down to my knees. Gently, reverently, I took his cum-covered cock in my mouth. He shivered--I could tell he was sensitive like I was after cumming--and instead of teasing the head I let all 8 thick inches of his sloppy dick slide to the back of my throat and just held it there. There was jostling around us as another mind lined up to enter Randy’s hole. But I stayed on my knees, looking up at Felix. I swallowed gently and he twitched but he smiled at me. “Jesus,” he said, and then used my real name, not Toby. “What did I overlook? You’re a hot fucking slut.” He patted my face and pulled his cock slowly out of my mouth, then grabbed me under the arms and pulled me up to stand in front of him. “I gotta rest for a few so I can do this again.” He wiped some cum or saliva off my lips. The hand was back on my ass again, a finger probing my hole. “Oh hey, Drew,” Felix says. “My buddy wants to get fucked. Help him out while I recover.” Felix gave me a quick peck on the lips and walked right out of the room. “You’re tight and your hole isn’t lubed up” said a voice behind me. “Gotta fix that before you get loaded up.”

My experience in Egypt is that a male Egyptian, regardless of age, religion, sexual orientation, or martial status will fuck you especially if you're a Caucasian tourist..I speak from experience....Publicly the country, and due to Islam, will announce homosexuality is wrong and may lead to jail time.....but it's an open secret to fuck men....It was quite normal for me to walk into a store or Cafe and be propositioned ....Usally by a married man for himself or his son!....but if you spoke of it openly.....low you were cursed!....Egyptian men also knew how to have sex....some of the best lovers!

We drank a little bit more and Ron looked at me and then Louis before he said "I gotta piss." I knew what he was insinuating but I thought I'd have a little fun with him first. "So? If you're asking permission you forgot a word or two" I replied with a devilish grin. Louis let out a brief laugh. Ron rolled his eyes and said "Please, sir. May I go piss?" Louis looked over at me and grinned. "I got this one" he said, hooking a finger into the chain around Ron's neck. I watched the two disappear and the look on Kevin's face was much more relaxed than the last time Ron headed to the bathroom. Shortly after Louis and Ron came back, Kevin said "Guess it's my turn" and stood up. "I'll show you the way" I said as I moved away from the wall. I put my arm around Kevin and ushered him through the bar to the stairs that took us down to the bathroom. Kevin paused as he walked in and I could see he was trying to envision Ron's earlier encounter with Jimbo and the others. I kept going and walked up to the urinal. As I started to piss, Kevin took the spot next to me. I glanced over and saw an average cock with a heavy stream of pee. "I thought we'd head over to my place since it's only a few blocks from here. You up for a little fun? Or are you ready to crash?" I asked. Kevin turned his head and smiled at me as he shook the last drops of piss off his cock. "I think Ron and I both want to see Louis in action" he said zipping up his jeans. "He really seems comfortable around gay guys now. Before he'd look away when Ron and I would even kiss, so I can't imagine him getting naked and fooling around with us." I chuckled as I shook my cock off too, letting the PA hit the edge of the porcelain urinal. Kevin's head turned over to look just as I stuffed my cock back in my jeans. We talked briefly on the way back to the table and when Kevin said "almost anything is good" I whispered "just say stop if we go too far" as a reply. He winked at me as we got to the table so I thought this might get really interesting. We finished off our beers and got up to leave. A group standing nearby jumped at our table before we got 3 feet from it. I dropped a tip at the bar and gave Greg the bartender a thumbs-up and then gave Jimbo a pat on the back telling him "See you soon." It was a warm night and none of us put our shirts back on. We got a few comments from people we passed, ranging from cat-calls to "looks like they're gonna have fun." We got back to my place and once inside I flicked the lock and set down my backpack. "So, Louis. Do you remember the main rule I have at my place?" I asked. Louis looked back at me and grinned "Uh, something about being naked whenever possible, I think." I had to chuckle since before I could say "mmhmm" both Ron and Kevin had their shoes off. Louis and I had boots on, so before we could get those off, our guests were naked. By the time I got my jeans off, Louis was leading the other two into my bedroom. When I walked in, Ron was on the bed on all fours with Louis and Kevin standing at the edge. They both had their cocks in their hands and were slapping their meat on his cheeks or dragging them across his lips. I stood there and watched for a minute waiting to see who Ron took in his mouth first. His tongue flicked over each cock several times before he finally swallowed Louis' rigid cock. My own shaft was completely hard and I was weighing my options as I watched Ron suck. In the end, I decided to let Louis and Kevin take Ron's mouth and I'd make use of his pale, smooth ass. Climbing behind him, I grabbed each butt cheek and spread them apart. I heard Ron yelp before Louis grabbed his head firmly and then shoved his dick in deeper. I gave Louis and Kevin a wink and then buried my face in Ron's ass. He must have liked my bushy beard on his smooth ass cheeks and my tongue lapping at his taint and hole since he was soon pushing back on my face. It didn't take much longer and he was rocking back and forth with my tongue following his hole. I sensed a short pause and he went back to pushing back on my face and then swallowing down the next cock. We went on like this for fifteen or so minutes and my beard was soaked with spit as was Ron's hole, inside and out. My cock wanted in on the fun too so I moved closer and rubbed the shaft along Ron's crack. Louis pulled his cock out of Ron's mouth and smiled at me. Kevin pushed his shaft into Ron's mouth and started to slowly fuck it. Louis moved behind Kevin and whispered something in his ear as I lined my cock up to Ron's hole. I rested the piercing on his hole a moment while I gripped his hips firmly. It only took a little pressure and my bare cock was sliding into the spit soaked tunnel. The moan he gave out was muffled by his partner's cock which was stuffed into his mouth and throat. Looking up, all I saw was Kevin with his hand on the back of Ron's head. Kevin's head was leaned back, a smile across his face and his eyes were closed. A few moments later, I saw Louis' hands wrap around Kevin's hips and realized he was on his knees rimming Kevin's ass. From the little moans and expressions on his face, Kevin was obviously liking what was happening. I gave Ron half my cock before retreating until just the head was inside. Slowly I built up more length and speed. Ron's hole felt really good and there was just the right amount of spit and then precum to keep the friction level high enough to be pleasurable and yet not too much to wear Ron's hole out. About five minutes after I had penetrated Ron, I saw Louis' head pop over Kevin's shoulders. Louis' arms wrapped around the sides of Kevin's torso and suddenly Kevin's eyes got big as his mouth opened up. I'd seen this look many times before and knew that Louis was now inside Kevin's hole. "Oh fuck... Go easy man" Kevin said breathlessly. I watched Louis back away before reaching over and grabbing the lube off the nightstand. A squirt on his dick and another couple were applied to Kevin's hole and Louis was back inside. Ron never stopped sucking his partner's cock and I kept fucking him, but I'm sure he knew when Louis was able to start properly drilling Kevin. We got the rhythm right after a few tries and Louis was plowing into Kevin as I was pulling back on Ron. For fun, I'd occasionally shove in when Louis was and we'd get Ron totally stuffed with cock. He never complained and I think he actually liked it. I grabbed the chain around his neck when I started to get close, but never hard enough to pull him off of Kevin's cock. I looked up at Louis and nodded at him before I heard him start to plow faster. Group fucks are hard to get the timing right for simultaneous orgasms so I was hoping to at least get Louis and I to shoot together. I slowed down a little to delay my shot and once I got the nod from Louis, we both began to fill our bottoms with cum. I growled out first, with Louis grunting a few seconds later. I was almost done with the last rope of cum when Kevin yelled out "Oh fuck" and I watched him fill Ron's mouth with his own load. I heard Ron gag a little and then quiet down as he gulped down the warm cream. As we settled down after our orgasms, Kevin said "That was fuckin amazing. I've wanted to do something like that forever!" Ron pulled off the end of Kevin's spent shaft, licking his lips and looking back at me with a grin. Slowly, my cock pulled back and out of Ron's open hole with a dribble of cum following and running off his balls and down his leg. "Three out of four is damn good" I thought and then looked down and saw a puddle of cum on the bedspread where Ron's cock was. "Did you shoot too?" I asked looking at him. "Oh my god yes. I can't believe how hard I came. The second I felt your cock throb inside me just sent me over the edge" Ron said. I looked over at Kevin to make sure he was ok with me breeding his boyfriend and he still had a big smile on his face. He turned and gave a kiss to Louis before pulling him to the bed with him. We were all laid out on the bed, sweaty and exhausted. The silence was broken by Kevin. He looked at Louis very seriously and said "You're the first person other than Ron that has ever fucked me raw. We always play safe with other guys." Louis looked shocked and didn't reply right away. A minute later he finally said "I... I'm sorry. It just felt right." Ron smiled and said "Yeah, it felt damn good. I love getting spit roasted and to do it with you guys just made it fuckin awesome." Kevin nodded and added "Don't be sorry. You've been a fantasy fuck for way too long. That was even better than I imagined." The conversation lasted a little longer before we all drifted off to sleep, still sweaty and two guys filled with cum.

There's a guy I've been playing with for a number of years (a very sexy builder) and I still sometimes miss the cues for when he's going to cum, mainly because he doesn't make a sound. It's a bdsm meet, with him restrained to the bed, getting his big cock edged and having his nipples worked over. For judging when he might be getting close, I have to watch his face - when the orgasm is starting to build, he holds his breath and clenches his (manly stubbled) jaw - and watch the rest of his body - for him tensing his (impressive, furry) stomach muscles and straightening and tensing his (muscular) thighs. But with him not making any sound, it's difficult to know just how close he is - sometimes I want to get him close but not let him cum and there's been a couple of ruined orgasms when I haven't managed to stop in time. His cock does definitely swell as well, but that's difficult to reliably read too, as his cock is usually already at a hefty swell thanks to being bound and tied with a shoelace.

My rule is if I’m passed out don’t stop your pleasure because I was definitely Born to be nothing more than a cum dump and let him get any stress and aggression out on me....or been broken yet.......any way jjust get video so I can watch later

I’ve really horny and wanting to get fucked a lot lately. I text my married bi guy who made up an excuse to get out of the house and headed over to pick me. My roommate was home so the married guy drove us out to an empty parking garage for some play time. I started sucking his already hard cock while he sat in the drivers seat. After sucking him and massaging the head of his cock with my tongue for about ten minutes straight he told me to get in the back seat of his truck and take my shorts off. Once there he kept spitting on my hole and rubbing it in with his thumb while I hit the poppers I had brought. He was jacking his dick while his tongue lapped at my hole and he started rubbing his precum on my hole. I realized neith of us brought lube and he was going to use spit and precum to get inside of me. I was nervous about it but kept up with the poppers to open up as much as I could for him. Once slick enough and loose enough, lined up and slide in. Being loose from the night before helped and it only hurt a little at first before he let my hole adjust to him. Then he started fucking me, slow strokes that made me moan and feel his cock hitting my prostate. He stayed slow for like 10 minutes before he started faster and harder. He told me he was getting close as I jacked my dick him breathing heavy against my neck as he slammed into me as he came. He left his dick in me a minute or two before he started fucking me again. He said he wasn’t done yet and started pounded me again. Another 5 minutes and he was getting close. I started telling him to cum in me again that I wanted another load from him and to make me cum as I jacked my dick. I kept fucking me and I shot all over my shorts and his seat before he slammed in all the way and came for the second time. I apologized from cumming on his seats but he said he didn’t care since he was able to get off. He drove me home and i awkwardly had to walk past my neighbor with cum still wet across my shorts.

The guy I spent the night with last weekend text me this week wanting to have some more fun so last night I went to his place. He put some sleazy bareback porn on and I went to town on his dick. He let me savor his cock in my mouth before making me gag and choke on his dick alternating between the two. He kept asking me how bad I wanted his cum and I kept telling I wanted it bad, that I needed him inside of me. I blew him for over an hour as he edged in my mouth before he was leaking and had a good rope of precum hanging off of his cock when he push me down over an ottoman in his living room. He started teasing my hole rubbing his precum into my hole. He did this for what felt like hours slapping my ass and jumping it with his cock running against my hole. He had me pleading with him to fuck me and as I did he turned up his verbal calling me a cumslut and asking if anyone can fuck me. If I’m so desperate for cock and cum that I’ll let anyone fuck me. I was horny and desperate for his fingers and cock to be inside of me that I kept saying yes over and over again. He had lubed up and slide inside of me slowly and all I could do was moan as he finally got all the way in. He made slow strokes asking me if that’s what I wanted. I only moaned before he pulled out completely. He pulled me up and told me to follow him to the bedroom where he made me lay on my back. He pulled out a blindfold and covered my eyes before stretching my legs wide and lining his cock up sliding back in. He said he wanted me to focus on his dick and really feel him as he started to fuck me. Slow the. Faster and slow again. I lost all sense of time and it felt amazing hearing only his voice, some porn in the background and feeling his cock. My own dick was leaking as he fucked me and called me names. Finally I could tell he was close because his pace picked up and he said I was his dirty little whore and he loved sluts like me sub cumsluts. He started telling me to “make daddy cum” and to “take it” over and over again before slamming into me and letting out a huge “fuck!” It was intense I could feel his cock shooting inside of me and it felt like he had built up a massive load. He kept fucking me for a few more minutes before pulling out and removing the blindfold. We made out for a little bit and then we both fell asleep. When I woke up, he was still sleep so rinsed off in the shower and must have woke him because he was awake and jacking his dick in bed when I got out. He told me suck him so I did before he said I needed to make him cum again and he pushed me down on the bed, lined his dick and fucked me against the mattress pinning my arms down. This time was fast and hard but just as verbal and sleazy. He came much quicker but this time he pulled out and rolled me over shoved back in a few times before pulling out again and shooting on my face. He slapped my cheek and called me a slut again before telling me to clean up and go.

PART 6 The next few days went something like spend 23 hours absolutely beating myself up and being sure my life was over, and the other hour reliving the sex that had taken place and jerking off three times a day. And it was the only thing I thought about jerking off. But there was no way I was ever going to do that again. I tried to avoid even going by Tom’s place, mostly because I was just so freaked by HIV and that he had cum in me and also just because I had never acted like that, like so slutty and desperate for a guy. My resolve to avoid a recurrence aside, it was safe to say I thought about Tom a lot. I would spend hours mad that he could have done that to me, followed by thoughts of how great it was that he had done that to me. It was almost worse. I finally had had the sex I had fantasized about and it had felt SO GOOD, but I couldn’t ever do it again. I struggled to focus on school and work but still found myself obsessing over fact that I had had raw sex. And taken cum. And, of course, I felt guilty over jerking off to it, but I just couldn’t help it. At least I had that, I would tell myself. Five days. Not even a week. I had been at school and then work and it was Friday and I decided to go to the Jacuzzi at the apartment complex. And who shows up about three minutes after I got in the water? Opening his robe he displayed a well-packed Speedo that could barely contain his cock and balls. "Chris, I have been hoping I would see you again. I know you were kind of flustered when you left. I really enjoyed our time we spent together. God, you were amazing.” He said as he settled in the water, directly across from me. “In fact, I was really really hoping to see you again.” I was practically shaking from the adrenaline going thru me. Part of me was so scared of what had happened, but part of me was seriously stuck on the fact Tom had really liked it and he liked me. He had been thinking about me. “I, I have been busy all week with school and work and stuff,” I said quietly. “I bet you need to relax,” he replied, adding “I bet you need to let go, let some of that stress go, let your true self come out for a while.” He had kind of slowly moved around the jacuzzi and he was now close to me. I just nodded at what he said. A recording of our previous meeting was playing over and over in my head. “I think we have had enough jacuzzi. Let’s dry off and go back to my playroom.” And he eased himself out of the jacuzzi his half hard cock pressing his suit out. I stared. And then followed. I knew what it meant going back there. And I was going anyway, after all I had said to myself. It was that easy for him to get me. We walked silently back to his place. As soon as we were in the door he suggested "Let’s just leave our suits down here,” as he stripped off what little he was wearing. I followed suit. Ten seconds in his house and I was naked. I followed him up the stairs into his play room. Shutting the door he stepped over to the entertainment center and inserted a video as I took a seat on the bed. As the video flickered through the opening credit, Tom joined me on the bed, his tongue invading my mouth. “I jerked off every day thinking about you and your sexy body and little boyhole,” he whispered. "I jerked off so many times thinking about you," I admitted, adding "I know I shouldn’t do this but I want to so badly,” I whispered through our kiss. "Shhhhh. Don’t worry, baby boy. This is your playroom. Your place to be your true self and to do what you want to do. What you need to do. And my baby boy needs his hole fucked again doesn’t he?” Tom whispered, his inches from mine. Unbidden, my had was already stroking his cock, which, I thought, felt like steel. “I want you to fuck me so bad,” I blurted out, surprising myself. But it was true. What had been a want these last few days was now a need. Tom was so hot. His cock was so fucking big and perfect. And he wanted me just as much I could tell. Looking me in the eyes, he asked me the question of which I was afraid "And what about my cum: Are you gonna take my cum again?” His cock leaking precum in my hand, the heat of his body, his smell. It all pushed me to the edge, where I was just his. And I was my true self. And my true self knew that every thought I had had about Tom always ended with him cumming in me. “I want your cum. I want you to fuck me like last time until you cum in me. In my hole, “ I replied. Just like that, I had somehow ended up in his room. And this time, he knew right away that my ass was his to use. And the cum. I was trembling still, a ball of horninss and nerves. This super hot guy was HIV positive, and he had a huge cock that was rock hard. And I had basically just asked him to fuck me and fill me up with sperm. And this time, cock hunger won out quicker than fear as I slid down to my knees and opened my mouth wide, ready to serve.

Hi guys quick note before i start i'm new at writing fiction (first story >.< ) but thought since i have enjoyed so many of your amazing orgasm inducing tales i should try contribute to the community, so any feed back is more than welcome as its the only way we get better. a quick sorry in advance for the punctuation i have dyslexia and its a bitch. this story is based on all those films where the monster is loose and hunts its pray transforming them into creatures like itself, which always really turned me on ... and seems a natural fit for a genetically modified poz monster who wants to convert as many as possible with its toxic dick. nobody dies in this story they just become infected with super HIV developed by a shady pharma corp and transform still living into there new form. i hope you all enjoy and on with the story...... The group walked up to the glass and steel building of Gentech, its massive sign still lit proclaiming “Gentech a better world for all”. But with the lights in the building out and all personnel gone it looked eerie and dead they knew the building was fully evacuated except for basement levels where the labs are and from reports those lab floors were like a small labyrinth. The basement levels had been sealed due to a biological containment alarm with the twelve scientists who working at the time were still down there needing extraction. That was the job of S.R.A.R.G, a search and rescue group used by government to get assets out of compromising situations, the group sent was delta squad a five-man strong retrieval team each hand picked for their skills. The Figures moved up to the doors and slipped inside with military precision, five figures in all wearing black bio-containment suits the front figure held a tablet with a metal wand hooked up to it they waved it though the air of the large glass atrium the tablet lit up green, the figure nodded and they moved quickly across the marble floor their footsteps and rustling suites echoing off the glass and steel in the still darkness they reached an elevator and the front figure typed a code the beeping seeming too loud by far, the metal doors slid open with a shush of air and the group stepped inside without a word, the elevator descended. The figures remained silent the elevators doors opened again and they stepped into a small concrete room only just big enough to hold them all, a red light pulsed on the wall a message flashing on a small black screen underneath “containment breach full lock-down in effect” the figure with the tablet moved up to the large blast door that took up one wall like the entrance to a tomb. he plugged the tablet into it with a small cable, swiftly moved his hands across the glass pad within a few seconds the red flashing light stopped and the large metal door rumbled up. the figures braced themselves but they were only met with a set of glass doors leading to a long corridor lit with dull yellow emergency lights no panicked scientists. The lead figure pushed the glass door open carefully and waved the metal rod it took a few seconds but the tablet once again showed a green icon on the screen, the figure pulled the mask free from his face with a sigh of relief “all clear guys” he was greeted with a rush of hot moist air that smelled like a locker room, “Air isn't too fresh though makes sense with the air con off down here, but the system says there are dangerous no toxins or gasses ” He quickly striped off the rest of the bio hazard suite showing the black military boots, fatigues, jacket a bullet proof vest over the top seemed filled with tech gear, the man was in his twenties 5 foot 9 with sparkling green eyes his blond hair shaved up the sides and back and let to grow long on the top it made him look like a surfer dude who had dressed like a swat officer for Halloween. The other four followed his lead pulling off the black suits to show similar cloths, “if nothing is showing up why the lock down Gray?” Nate was a large man and team leader he looked in his early 30’s with a body that had been carefully sculpted at the gym, his chestnut hair and beard were both buzzed close to the skin Grey looked back up from the tablet and shrugged “no idea, I would need to get into their computer systems to have a look at what they were working on, mission brief just has they were outsourced by the military intelligence on a number of sensitive projects” Nate nodded and looked over the group “right where are going to split up and find the people trapped down here while Gray pulls the files from the main computers … mission control want to know what the hell they were playing with down here” he pointed at two men one could have been a blond frat boy not over 25 and the other with olive skin black hair “Jackson and Alverez you two search the labs and office area me and cooper will escort Graves to the main server room and then join you, be careful we still don’t know what triggered the biohazard alert ” Both men saluted and Jackson and Alverez moved into the Lab complex guns drawn Nate watched them disappear around the corner and had a bad feeling but looked as Gray and Nick cooper a 5;12 Black man with a swimmer's body and Scowled “let's get this done fast”.

It was a beautiful summer day in rural northwest Georgia. Jay had rushed through his chores on the family dairy farm, anxious to enjoy the rest of this glorious day without the restraints of the normal grind of agricultural life. The fences were fixed, it was too soon to start cutting hay and pending any farm auctions that his dad failed to mention, Jay would have the day to himself. He rushed back to the house to change into some fresh jeans and a t-shirt and grabbed his bike. Soon he was coasting on the down the road with the wind in his face and the promise of a nice dip in the swimming hole a mile further in the valley below their farm. As he approached the swimming hole he could hear the inviting sounds of the water spilling from the culvert into the waiting pool. He stashed his bike in the roadside underbrush and was soon sliding down the bank and peeling out of his shirt. Jay was a handsome young man. Having just turned 18, he wished his body would catch up with his adult age. He was thin but solid, five foot ten, red cropped hair and blue eyes that were as deep as the perfect sky above him. He was probably 140 pounds soaking wet and he longed to be more bulked up like the man he felt he was. Jay was a smooth and his stomach was flat as the smooth slate rocks at the bottom of the swimming hole. His arms and legs were lean and strong from the work that he performed around the farm. He was soon under the shelter of the culvert where a person could stand without hitting the top of the tall and wide metal spiral that gave way to the watercourse of the creek that ran under the road above. It was a perfect place for a swimming hole as the water would pour from the culvert and drive an ever deeper hole in the center of the damned up water way. Jay could feel the sun on his chest and he stretched gloriously in the fresh country air, his nipples responding to the playful breeze. He leaned to remove his shoes and now felt the sun on his back. He set his shirt and shoes to the dry side of the culvert and began to unbutton and unzip his pants. He took his time and let the sun find each new inch of his exposed skin until he was now fully naked at the edge of this cave like shelter. The breeze licked at his growing bush of pubic hair and tickled at his young balls. It wasn't long before he was totally erect with the combination of the breeze and the sun hitting his white and rarely exposed midsection. Without another thought, he dived into the pool of water and immediately felt the chill of his skin going pocked with goose bumps as the cold spring fed stream surrounded him. He emerged from the water and laid back in the water and floated on his back. He laughed as he looked over himself, seeing his still erect cock jutting out like a periscope. He loved seeing his naked wet body. It made his lean body look leaner as he was impressed with the state of his growing muscles. After a short swim and a good hand scrub to remove the sweat and grime from his morning work, Jay lay on the larger flat rocks near the waters edge and let the sun and breeze dry his now frigid body. As the sun hit him full on, Jay was tempted to stroke out a load from his cut seven inch cock right then and there but the sound of chattering voices could be heard in the distance and he knew he wouldn't be alone for much longer. He trapeezed his way across the rocks and gravel with his bare feet, climbed up into the culvert and threw on his clothes as fast as he could. Before anyone came in sight Jay was off down the road on his bike and pedaling for all he was worth for the adventures that awaited him. He would take the old road that led into Alabama and then make a right to the yet unexplored side roads of what was known in the area as 'four corners'. Being a bit of a loner, he wasn't at all sad to leave behind the reverie of the oncoming kids that he could have spent the day with. Jay began to long again for the refreshment of the swimming hole as he pumped and worked his body to capture the top of the hill he now drove along. The relief to his young strong thighs and calves was wonderful as he finally made the top. Just in the short thirty minutes of biking he was already sweating and he wiped his forehead with the back of his arm as he surveyed his surroundings. Unseen to him before when he had come this way was an unexplored road that he had thought before was a driveway. Now it was clear that this was indeed a road and it led down an inviting hill and into the outside edges of the pinewood forests that filled this area. This is exactly what he had hoped to find. A new road to somewhere but who knows where? He pedaled to the head of the road and then began his decline into the forest ahead. Once again the breezes of the day whisked his sweat away and the scent of evergreens and new leaves filled his lungs. As he entered the forest he could see at the base of the hill a dog watching the road and then an ascending hill beyond this threatening guardian. He started to pump as hard as he could to gain as much speed as possible. He would need it to capture the next hill and stay well enough ahead of this looming dog. True to form the dog was a chaser and Jay easily passed him and flew up the hill beyond his territory where he gave up and trotted home. At the top of the next hill Jay relaxed again and slowed down to take in the beauty of this Georgia summer. The road flattened out now and wound through the pinewood trees. Every once in a while a chained driveway gave indication of someones summer camp. Up ahead Jay could see a sign along the road that actually stated that the road was closed. It should have been obvious to him as the road was in poor repair and there were plenty of rocks and potholes to dodge in the dark earthen path that steadily grew worse. The further he went, the worse the road became. Curiosity drove him ever further and the cool shade beneath the trees was a welcomes change from the bright summer sun on the more main roads. Jay's mind began to wander a little as he mechanically plodded ahead on his bike. At times he had to actually walk through and it was in one of these walking sections that jay noticed trash that littered the side of the road. It seemed to be someones dump deep in this wooded area. Jay dropped his bike on the roadside and began to weave his way through the scattered patch of woods. He soon found a smoked out fire pit, filled with charred wood and crushed beer cans. It was someones party spot. Jay then looked around at what he thought must be paper plates and napkins until the image of naked bodies began to form in his vision. It wasn't paper plates at all but a collection of pornography literally everywhere he looked. He leaned over to pick one up and his blood went cold. This wasn't just any porn, it was gay porn. This wasn't someones party spot, it was the scene one hell of a good orgy by the look of things. Being as young as he was, he only imagined this kind of stuff. To know it actually happened made his dick go instantly hard. In a frantic rush of excitement, Jay went from spot to spot finding more and more gay pornography strewn everywhere. Less than an hour from his home on bike, somewhere in a night long passed, a gay orgy had gone on in this very spot. He could feel the precum rise to the top of his hardened cock. Hours had passed and Jay would have never guessed it. he sat amongst the gay porn mags he had collected from the woods and goggled at page after page of the hottest naked men he had ever seen. His loins stirred for release as he read about the things they did with each other. Cocks were sucked, holes were licked and fucked. Descriptions of cum faced bottoms and alpha male tops breeding and conquering the more submissive men. Jay was going nowhere until he had gotten his fill of this glorious treasure trove of gayness. The feelings that he had felt through his younger years were now being confirmed. This was what he preferred too! He wished he could have hidden in the forest and watched and learned in person what he was now educating himself with. He was going to have to stroke one out. His balls ached for release. Two hours of hardcore eyeballing naked pages and reading about the life of gay men was too much for his young sex drive. As he turned to another page with yet another glorious naked man laid out in front of him, Jay heard a crack of twigs in the woods somewhere nearby. He leaped to his feet and ran for his bike but instead smacked straight into the arms of a man that had been watching him for some time. Jay apologized for trespassing and struggled to get away but the two dark haired arms held him fast. 'No rush to be leaving' said the man. 'Looks like you were enjoying yourself. This hard pole between your legs seems to confirm that' purred the man. Jay looked up into his rugged handsome face and just stammered words of completely unformed recognition. The man released his grip on Jays arm and placed it now on Jays hard cock and squeezed it through his jeans. Jay winced and yet felt himself melting into this mans embrace, whether hostile or friendly. The roving hand then moved to his tight young ass and pressed it between his large fingered hands. 'Nice' said the stranger, 'Very nice.' With that the man took Jays arm and twisted it behind his back. His other hand moved over Jays mouth and Jay could feel himself being forced forward into the deeper forest. They walked for what seemed to be twenty minutes. A cabin stood ahead of them and Jay could see a couple figures on the porch leaned against the wall with booted feet resting on the railings. 'Look what I found boys' trumpeted the man that held him. The two men on the porch dropped their chairs to the porch floor and stood up to get a better view. The stranger then kicked the back of Jays heels and sent him reeling backwards to the ground, landing firmly on his quivering ass. The two men sauntered off the porch and headed towards them. His captive pulled up his leg and slipped his tennis shoe and sock easily off his foot and then repeated the action with the other foot like a pop tab on a beer can. The two men coming towards them were now grinning from ear to ear. 'Nice one Bobby' they said together. 'I caught him at the end of the driveway rifling through our party favors' laughed the first man. 'Looks like he really likes what he found too.' Bobby now pulled me to my feet and pushed me over to a large tree on the side of the cabin clearing. He reached in front of me and lifted my t-shirt off my shaking body and then indicated to the other guys to each take an arm. I have never been a tree hugger but I now knew that I must have looked like one as they pulled my arms around the base of the tree and began tying my hands together on the opposite side with my shirt. Once I was secure I felt the big hot hands of Bobby probing my bare skin. His touch was like electricity and what I could see of him was heaven. His hairy arms were every bit the kind of manly arms I aspired to have. Those burly arms then reached down for my zipper and soon my bare ass was to the wind and my hard cock was up against the tree that I was now tied to. He lifted each leg in turn and pulled my jeans from me and then I was completely vulnerable and as naked as I have ever felt in my life. My head was not secured so I was able to look at all of them in turn and from what I could see they were all sold stocky well built men, two of them dark haired and one of them blonde. They all grinned at me and somehow I knew I would be alright despite what this seemed to be turning into. Now each of them began stripping. Hard cocks were soon bouncing up out of jeans and briefs, protruding out of the hairiest crotches I could have ever hoped to see. Just a few short hours ago I was seeing my first gay porn, now I was seeing it in person. Three sets of hands began fondling every inch of my body. I could feel full hairy chests rub against my shoulders or hairy legs brush against my bare ass and thighs. The warmth of their rough hands made me dizzy with pleasure and fear all at the same time. Soon they all backed up from me a couple of feet and I wasn't sure what would happen next. Then I felt the hot liquid sensation of hot water being jetted all over my ass and legs and back. They were pissing on my like dogs on a fire hydrant. The smell hit my nose like a pheromone and enraged me with lust. 'You are marked territory now' said Bobby. 'The three of us have just marked you as ours and you are now our bitch.' I trembled but said nothing. 'You found him' said one of the porch sitters, 'You should have first dibs.' I could then feel Bobby's probing hands split my dripping pissed-on ass and a single finger penetrate my hole. I was wet with both sweat and piss and when Bobby's furry body spooned up against me I could feel the end of his hard cock begin to slide into my trapped body. The pain was incredible at first but slowly I began to feel the heady sensation of pleasure as Bobby thrust in and out of my asshole. I could feel his sweat through his chest hair and its strong smell and he pounded away at my ass. After ten or so minutes of his working my ass he drove it deep into me and steadily increased his speed until he yelled out with pleasure and his balls shot ropes of seed into my worked over ass. Bobby pulled out and immediately a new scent hit my nose of the blonde guy as he took position and soon added his sperm load to Bobbys. The third guy must have been the biggest as I could feel the uncomfortable pain of stretching begin again. I was soon accustomed to this new cock and took his load as well without a word of complaint. Had I not been suspect of my own gay feelings this afternoon would have been nightmarish. As it was, I couldn't imagine somewhere that I would rather be. My virgin ass was now the property of three rugged men out in a cabin in the middle of nowhere. I carried their loads in my body and was dripping in their piss. It came then as a suprise to me that all three of them all of a sudden just picked up their clothes and headed for the cabin. I was left alone, tied to the tree with the sun at about two o'clock and me beginning to worry that I would never see home again. I tried to pass what seemed like eons remembering the events of the last hour. I had never seen such beautiful hairy men before. The blonde one was my favorite. His light hair against his tan skin was like a fuzzy peach, ripe and meaty. It made me want to pass out knowing I now carried that hot blondes spunk inside me like the bitch they told me I was. Bobby was probably the hairiest of the them and the sensation of his hairy body against me put me into orbit. The third guy was shorter but he more than made up for it with his large cock breeding me and stretching me further than the other two. I began to think maybe I needed to yell for them to let me go but somehow I didn't want to go. So I stood and waited for what would happen next. It didn't take long before I could hear trucks on the distant road. Unseen to me was a road through the woods that these trucks seemed to know. I could hear them coming closer and closer. I strained to turn and watch them approach. One had three men in the cab while the other had three in its cab and two in the truck bed. All of them were beefy solid country men from 30 to maybe 50 and it was obvious now to me why the other three had left. They had been busy collecting the rest of their party group to come try out their new bitch. Out on the porch the three came, whooping and laughing as the trucks unloaded. After rounds of chatter, hugging and back slapping the attention was now on me. I could feel the heat of eleven men staring holes through my body. I could hear them approach as leaves and twigs crunched under their shoes. I could hear the sounds of belts being undone, zippers coming down and clothes being stripped and dropped. My dick raged against the tree bark as I anticipated the oncoming scene. I felt the hot heat of piss. It was unending this time. I seemed to come from every direction. I felt my ass being pulled apart again and a new sensation hit me like a warm wave of bath water as a scruffy face buried itself in my ass and rimmed me into heady pleasure with a very talented tongue. It soon gave way to fresh air as he pulled away and then new pain as my ass was reopened for my fourth cock of the night. I could tell the afternoon was getting late as I stood there taking dick after dick. Each man came to a climax to the whoops of his buddies and the eventual breeding of my captive ass. It was as if the forest had turned to men and I was the only bitch within miles to mate with. My belly was full of seed. The sensation left me feeling like I had to piss and shit all at the same time. I had long given up and pissed on the tree while I was being fucked. Each time a cock was pulled out I could feel the cum slowly release from my well used hole and run down the inside of my legs. The last dick to approach my hole was Bobby. I knew it was him as soon as his arms went up on the tree again and his scent caught my recognition. Without even guiding his cock he slid into me like we were a matched set and he then gave me my 19th and final load of the day. When he was done, I felt his hairy torso collapse against my back and he kissed my neck with lingering affection. 'I know you won't tell anyone about this because I know you want more.' He whispered. I knew he was right. He then untied my hands and gave me my shirt. 'It's getting dark, you better start home' he suggested. I turned for the first time and looked straight on into the faces of the eleven men that had just given me a day in my life I never dreamed possible. They ranged from dark hair to blonde. A couple were bald and stood naked under the fading sun in all their glory. Some were shorter and one was a strapping 6' 5' or better. Everyone of them was beautiful and memorized in my mind. The blonde guy from the porch then walked up to me and knelt before me. My dick was soon enveloped into the velvety smoothness of his hot mouth. Each of the guys surrounded us and some played with my body while others kissed me. One of the bald men spread my ass and began rimming me again. Never once did they let me cum and now I was being rewarded in grand fashion as they heaped their collective sexual thanks unto my body. I began to tense up and breathe fast. The blonde pulled his mouth from my cock as ropes of cum shot three feet into the air in front of me, some hitting those that stood too close. The sensation of my pent up desire issued out of me like rushes of waves on an ocean beach. When the last blast left my body, Bobby handed me a pile of snap shots from an instant camera. 'Here's a little something to keep under your pillow.' he said. 'We are having a party next Friday at 7 and I hope you'll come back.' A picture of every man fucking my hole and candids of the guys standing around watching filled my grateful hands. 'The road is right there. Just follow it out and you'll find your bike waiting right where you left it.' said Bobby. With that he kissed me and handed me the remainder of my clothes. I didn't even bother to dress. I just carried them numbly in my hands and headed towards the road. Just before I got to the road I dressed and painfully climbed unto my bike. It was a no brainer to hit the swimming hole one more time when I arrived. The fresh cold water brought me to my senses and I let my first sexual experience wash to the back of my mind to be hidden and stored for many a night of recollection. I felt like a fish that had been caught and shown off like a trophy and then returned to its watery home. I was a 'catch and release!' Supper never tasted so good and next Friday could not come soon enough.

I signed up for "The Bareback Pledge" on the following website. I encourage others to do the same and help with the goal to reach 1,000,000 men who take the Pledge! http://anonbareback.com/ The Bareback Pledge I fully, and on my honor, pledge myself today and hereafter to unrepentant Bareback Sex. I pledge myself completely to fearless pleasure in the exchange of Cum. I hereby and forever refuse to live in fear and self-denial. I hereby and forever refuse the delusion of “safe sex.” If I delight in Bottoming, I commit my mouth and ass to the pleasuring of all cocks who desire to use me. I commit to being flooded with as much Seed as is possible, by as many men as possible. If I delight in Topping, I commit to using other men as my Cumholes, filling their mouths and asses with as much Seed as possible, as often as possible. I pledge myself to sluttery, wonton sexual abandon, anonymous hookups, gloryholes, gangbangs, orgies, and fuck fests. I pledge to strive towards completely indiscriminate sex, accepting Bareback encounters from any and all” Yes, bet it known, that I absolutely, and with full intent, commit myself to having as much Bareback sex as possible, as often as possible, with as many men as possible; I pledge myself to making Bareback sex more than a fetish, but a way of life. I make this pledge fully sane, in radical defiance of the anti-pleasure, “safe sex” delusion I’ve been taught. And I fully pledge to do my best towards inspiring others to do the same. NAME/HANDLE ______Pete M_____________________ DATE___11/25/2013_________________

1. The unseen man pulled his cock back through the glory hole and I licked my lips, swallowing the rest of his load. I sat back on my heels and looked at the now vacant hole in front of me and for a brief moment wondered how I had come to this moment. Completely naked, my head shaved, cum leaking from my hole and covering my face, my cock dripping precum but completely forgotten, and locked in this booth in the back of this bathhouse. I heard a rustle behind me and saw a fat dark cock slide through the second hole in this booth. My instructions had become second nature at this point and I got up, bent over and slide the cock into my well fucked hole. Once my as was pressed firmly against the wall, the man on the other side began to pound me. I groaned and smiled. At thirty years old I had thought that I knew myself pretty well. Through some experimentation in my twenties I had decided I was vers, not overly kinky, and overall was pretty good about condom usage. So, I how did I end up locked in a glory hole booth in a bathhouse? Good question. Sir, well at the time Mike, had been the one to change all that. As soon as I met him in the bar I knew there was something different going on. He had a power over me that I couldn’t explain, and I just sort of gave in. I hadn’t gone to the bar that night with any sort of expectations. It had been a long day I thought I would pop in, have a drink or two, toss some coin at a drag performer friend of mine, and head home. As I was buying my second drink Sir, as he is now known to me, brushed against me at the bar. I was in awe. At just above six feet tall he loomed over me a little, his broad chest blocking out the rest of the room. His face was strong and square. He had short cropped dark hair, and eyes that somehow just drew me in. He smiled a broad toothy smile, and introduced himself. I practically melted. He offered to buy me a drink and made small talk as he got closer and closer to me. I smiled and felt my cock stir as he brushed against me. Soon, he leaned down and kissed me hard on the mouth. I melted into him, his big hands grabbed at my back and pulled me close. Within twenty minutes of meeting him we were leaving the bar and walking to his place a couple of blocks away. As soon as the door closed something in his demeanor changed. He became more assertive, and I became more aroused. “Strip,” he said. There in his living room with the blinds still open I pulled my shirt off over my head and kicked off my shoes. I stepped out of my jeans and hesitated for a moment before pushing down my briefs. My cock was hard as a rock and stood straight out from my dark brown bush, its full six and a half inches exposed. Sir smiled at me. “Good boy,” he said. I’d never been called boy before. It made something in me flutter and my cock twitch. He unbuttoned his own shirt revealing his strong chest, and a thick pelt of hair. His stomach was hard and flat, not an over tone gym body, the strong body of a man. Then he took of his shoes and undid his belt. Before he took his pants off though he said “On your knees boy.” I practically fell to my knees. With another broad toothy smile he undid his pants and slipped them off. He now stood in front of me in nothing but a straining jockstrap. My mouth watered. “Come over here boy,” he said, and I crawled over so that I was kneeling right in front of him. I could smell his sent, my cock throbbed. “Now you’re gonna get my cock wet and then I’m going to fuck your cute little ass. Understood?” I nodded vigorously. “When I ask you a question like that boy you will answer ‘Yes, Sir’ is that clear?” “Yes, Sir,” I stammered. This wasn’t something I was into I thought, but then why was my stomach doing back flips and my cock leaking like mad. “Good. Now lets try that again. You’re going to get my cock wet and then I’m going to fuck your ass, is that understood?” “Yes, Sir.” “Very good.” With that he pulled out his cock and I gasped. I had guessed it would be big from the bulge in front of me but I had still not been prepared. His cock was the thickest I had ever seen. Only about an inch longer than mine it had to be as thick as a soda can the whole way down. His pubes were dense and connected into the thick mat of hair that ran up his stomach. I swallowed hard. “Open your mouth boy.” I did as I was told and he pressed the broad flat mushroom head into my mouth slowly. I’ve always loved sucking cock and instinct took over. I swallowed as much as I could, slathering all over his cock. He groaned appreciably and his hands came to rest on the back of my head, pulling me closer. Somehow I knew that I had to get his cock as wet as I could, his sudden shift in demeanor told me that he wasn’t going to be providing any lube when he fucked me. I choked myself, getting spit all down the shaft of his cock and all over the head. My face was slick with spit, and it dripped down my chin. Occasionally he would force the whole length of his dick into my mouth so that his head hit the back of my throat. He was forceful, but always careful with me at the same time. I felt safe with him. I felt like even if he used me rough I would be ok. After what felt like a blissful eternity he pulled out of my mouth and head me by the shoulders. I looked up into his face, and saw that same toothy grin. “You ready to get fucked now boy?” “Yes, Sir.” “Good, now get your ass on the bed.” He shoved me towards an open door to the right, and I darted onto the bed. Without being told I got up on all fours presenting my ass towards the door. I heard Sir chuckle as he walked in behind me, “Good boy.” I felt his hands on my ass and braised myself for his cock to start pressing on my hole dry but instead I felt his tongue lap at my hole. It darted about, flicking over my ass, slowly working inside me. I groaned, as I felt my hole opening steadily. I was no stranger to getting fucked and it didn’t take too much to get me ready, but Sir was taking his time. He savored my ass, getting it slick with his spit. Once Sir was satisfied that I was properly wet, he straightened up and started to rub his cock on my hole. I leant forward, and put my face into the mattress. After dropping a big glob of spit onto my hole he started to push in. His head was so wide and blunt that my hole resisted for a long moment before finally giving way. I gasped as the first inch of his cock slid into me. He held his cock there for a minute, dropped another glob of spit onto his shaft and pushed in again. Little by little he opened me to his massive girth, and I just became a whimpering puddle. He fucked me slowly at first, adding more spit and building up speed till there was a steady wet slap filling the room. I groaned with every stroke. It felt so good. I could feel my hole loosening around him. I began to slam my hips back against him drawing his cock into me deeper. After ten minutes or so he pulled out of my hole, and in one motion knocked me over so that I was now on my back with my legs in the air. He repositioned himself and sank back into my hole. I groaned and tossed my head back. He was hammering me relentlessly and I felt my entire body giving way. My muscles all went slack and I was just putty in his hands. “I’m gonna breed this cunt, boy,” he said, sweat shinning on his body. “Please, Sir! Breed my hole!” “Good boy. Take Sir’s load.” He slammed deep inside me, stretching my hole as wide as it would go, as he spasmed deep inside me. He shook a little as he came, and the big toothy grin came back. He stayed inside me, his cock not getting any softer, but finally he was still. “Here’s the deal boy, you have a choice now.” He flexed his cock in me, “You can tell me you’re done for the night, and leave now; but know that if you do that you will never see me again,” another flex of his cock, “or, you can stay here. Just know that saying means your committing to taking my cock all night whenever I want your hole,” another flex, “So which will it be.” I didn’t even have to think, “Please, Sir, fuck me again!” “Good boy, you may just turn out to be a fun new pig.”

I've had the same experience. Middle Eastern men are very willing to have sex with another man as long as they are the alpha and that you understand that it's just sex and that no one else can know. About three years ago I was on vacation in Ft. Lauderdale and had just come back from the clubs and was heading toward my hotel room. On my way to my room I ran into an Arab man in his late 40's who stopped me in the hallway to ask me if I knew where he might be able to find an American woman to provide sexual pleasure to him. I told him that I was gay and that I had no idea where he could find a woman so late at night. To my surprise, he asked me if I might be willing to pleasure him and he assured me that he would make it well worth my time, and since I was already pretty horned up from being out, I agreed. I followed him back to his room, which was a suite in the hotel. I spent the next three hours providing sexual pleasure to him in whatever manner he desired and I was surprised at how polite he was to ask me if I would do particular things to pleasure him physically. After he was completely spent, he offered me $3,000, which I declined. I told him I had actually enjoyed myself and that the money wasn't necessary, to which he keep insisting that I take it, but I continued to decline. He told me he enjoyed himself and that he would be most happy if we met again sometime. I told him I was in town on vacation but gave him my contact info anyway and I left and went back to my room. A couple of days later my trip was over and I went to check out of the hotel and the front desk clerk told me my balance was zero, that my room and all charges had already been settled. Apparently he was a frequent guest at the hotel and asked the manager to waive my charges, which he did. He contacted me about two months later when he came into my home town and I met up with him yet again for another evening of pleasuring him. We talked about sex in the Arab world and he explained to me that it is OK for them to be the "top" but it is not ok for them to be the "bottom" and that many Arab men have men or women on the side who do nothing but provide sexual pleasure when they want it.

Got to say I agree. About 10 years ago, I holidayed in Egypt and was fucked BB alot, more so in day to day situations. I remembered a day trip out on a coach and the driver was friendly, no English, the rep who was english was irritating, anyway, whilst I got back to the coach earlier, he gestured to have a smoke with me, I did, stood at back of coach, he was fiddling with himself alot, i smiled and looked, he got it out, I wanked and sucked him whilst he smoked, he then openedvside door and fucked me on the back seat. On that trip, I had 2 waiters, a bloke in a cafe and a middle aged man who was hard and fucked me at the back of a shop.None wore condoms. Pakistanis are my favourite, I have had most of my cab drivers and they seem to know me, even the new ones.

Used to go to this really hot sex club that had a long leather bench. On busy nights there would be 8 or 9 guys all bent over it, taking cock from anyone who walked by. Loved going down that line, sticking my cock in each one. Trying to decide which one was going to get my load was half the fun!

I had a long term FB who is horse hung. I could usually tell he was going to cum when he wanted me on my back and he pinned my knees back all the way. His pace would pick up until he grunted and a could usually feel his hot load emptying into me. As he recovered with his still stiff cock in me, I felt his heart beat through his cock until he pulled out.

Agreed!!!

Why say anything at all? Go into an adult theater that allows it ( I like Strands in K.C.), drop your pants and bend over. Pretty much guarantee you'll get bred shortly!

Love hearing ya’ll talk about it. Never tried it. Just curious does it make the bottom looser and more able to take a big cock when he’s being choked out? Or just a dominant hot thing to do? 😉 If I saw him start to pass out and feel his hole relax as I’d push in I’d be so hugely turned on. But without feedback I’d be afraid I’d rip him because it would be hard to not wanna muscle in deep. I mean I love to fuck rough but don’t like, breaking my boys too badly either. But if things relax a lot when on the edge of passing out that would be awesome to try. 😉

My take on the topic is it happens, if whomever you had incest with later claims rape then that's the risk you take

Over the last couple of years, one of the changes that I am most happy with is that I have totally stopped caring about who fucks me. This was one of the last hurdles for becoming a total cumwhore. I used to turn down guys that were much older or out of shape, until I realized how much enthusiasm, gratitude and cum they would bring to the fuck session. And almost all of them tops. Have done several guys in their 70s who have been so grateful for the session that I often get several loads out of each of them. Score! Same with out of shape guys. They almost assume you're going to turn them down, until you actually don't and they are blown away and ready to engage with you. Love getting between their legs to suck on their half-hidden cocks and pull all that juice out of them. This has opened up the availability of a lot more cock and cum.

hi holefucker, very hot topic . I too love to fuck many holes in a night . My most holes fucked in 1 night would be 12 , happened in a bathhouse in Montreal ( the Gi Joe ) a few years ago. Usually i would fuck around 5 different holes when at the bathhouse, and i would breed 2 or 3 holes .

Last night with 3 regular fuck buddies plus 2 new men we found on BBRT. It was decided that I'd take all loads so I got in the sling and my buddies lined up and fucked their loads in my hole. They've fucked me plenty but I still enjoyed it. The 2 new men were hot, one especially had a massive cock which I would have struggled to take but he went last so I was already full of sperm and wide open. My buddy jerked me off while the last breeder was seeding my hole.

Travel to the Middle East, Australia and Argentina for a sexcation Inject multiple loads in a bottoms ass and whore him out at a cheap, sleezy motel to any and all cummers

Sorry it's been so long guys. Classes have been absolutely brutal and time-consuming. This is part 4, with part 5 coming sometime before the 20th of September. --- Part 4 "Are you sure boy?" Was I sure? No. Was I going to do it? Hell yeah! "May I daddy?" I asked him, with absolute certainty in my voice. I was scared but I knew it was now or never. He looked at me with the most intense gaze. So strong, that it always made me look away. But I decided to hold my ground and keep my eyes on him, to show him I wasn't weak. That I wasn't doing this just for him. I was doing this for me. This was my emancipation, my stepping off point from my old life and burning the past away. Stepping into a new life, with Daddy as my guide and my torch in the darkness. "Do it." *DING* And in that moment, I was free. ---- We were in Daddy's bedroom. I was completely naked and on my knees with a big, hefty collar around my neck as the only garment. Attached to the collar was a leash which was in Daddy's hand, who was standing next to me. On any other day, I would have been engrossed in appreciating his beautiful bedroom but right now my eyes were glued to the situation in front of me. The bed (king size) was a 4-poster one. On each of the 4 pillars was a singular camera, rigged and pointed towards the center of the bed. On the top-left and bottom-right corner of the bed, cameras were setup to record any action taking place in the bed. On the wall facing the bed, a 46 inch television was mounted which was turned off at the moment. Two massive studio lights on two corners of the room illuminated the bed. By all accounts, this looked like the setup for a porn video shoot. Sensing my anticipation, daddy simply yanked on my leash and made me move towards the bed. He ordered me to get on the bed, and lie down on my back, facing the TV. "This was supposed to go very differently boy", Daddy said as he started to move around the room. "I was planning to film you taking my poz dick and use that as a blackmail tool," he continued as he moved around and started to turn on the cameras one by one. Once the cameras were done, he went to a shelf in the room and extracted a black box, carried it to the bed and placed it next to me. "Plan's changed now. Tonight, we're putting on a performance," he said, as he turned on the TV. On the screen was a clear shot of the bed. I was completely visible in all my naked glory, facing towards the TV. Before I could react in any manner, daddy swooped in next to me and started to kiss me. "In the next few minutes, you and I are going live on cam. Every nasty pervert in the world is going to see your pozzing. They'll see you begging me for my load, and asking to be infected. Tonight, I'll be your executioner, handing you your death sentence and bind you to me, physically and mentally." I practically jumped into his arms, smashing my mouth into his, showing my willingness. Everything he'd just said had traveled from my ears to my brain and shot straight down into my cock and asshole. He knew what his words had done for me, as his arms wrapped around me pulling me closer. "Let's begin." Daddy picked up his phone and started to fiddle with it for a few seconds. At first, nothing seemed out of the ordinary until the TV screen changed. Now, instead of one single shot of the bed, there were 8 different rectangular shots placed through the length and breadth of the screen, each focusing on me and daddy from different angles. As hot as it was, there was no time to take it all in as I felt daddy pull me up by my collar until I was kneeling on the bed, facing the TV again. "State your name boy for everyone," his voice was gruff and meant business. "My name is Ian Connelly." "And why are you here?" "I am here to be pozzed by you daddy," I said with as much gusto as I could. However, daddy didn't look impressed which made me realize I needed to keep going. "I am here to accept my fate as a poz cumdump daddy. I am here to turn into a whore for you, a pig slave for you daddy who loves taking your infected death stick in my pussy." This made daddy happy, as his grip on my collar relax. Instinctively, my shoulders relaxed and I felt the tension on my throat dissipate. But, my relaxation was the last thing on his mind, as I his hands grabbed my skull and pressed it against his groin. I took the hint and started to lick his cock, running my tongue through its length and width, playing with his cock head and licking the area around his crotch. The thought of people watching me exposed, slobbering over a poz man's cock made my dick throb as I continued showing daddy just how special his cock was. Daddy laid down on the bed on his back, while I positioned myself next to his cock. I started to suck him slowly, looking up at him while doing so. My ass was facing the TV, so I couldn't see the view but I was sure it was pretty fucking hot. His musty crotch smelled so good, and the more I licked and slobbered, the weirder the smell got. Between his natural scent and my spit, his dick smelled like pure sex and it was all the invitation I needed to start taking him into my mouth. His piercings scrapped the walls of my throat and mouth and made me realize, that just the act of performing oral on him could lead to me getting pozzed. The thought made me both chuckle and turned on, as I focused on pushing more of his dick down my throat. A wide cock is challenging to push down your throat. A thick cock with multiple piercings is next to impossible, and I struggled trying to take his length entirely. Daddy understood I was struggling and finally came to my aid. He wrapped his palms around my throat and skull respectively, and pulled his length out. A quick gulp of air was all the relief I got as he held me in place and pushed his cock in one go. My eyes popped open as my throat was ripped to accommodate his length. I screamed into his cock, which came out as muffled groans, as he held me in place. I squirmed and struggled, but I was locked in place. I tried moving my body, but he wrapped his legs along my back, holding me in place. I looked up at him in pain, tears streaming down my eyes, and all I could see was a jubilant look on his face. Like the face of an apex predator, enjoying the final moments before his prey would succumb. Something inside my brain snapped as the desire to please him took over. I slowly started to move my throat up and down his shaft, just enough to stimulate while keeping my throat spread open. My free hands traveled along the length of his body until I finally found his pierced nipples. I slowly started to twist it with my fingers, all the while focusing on his manhood spearing through my mouth. "Mmmm, good pig. You know what gets daddy going don't ya," he said as his hand on my skull slowly loosened its grip just enough to give me a rub. By now, I was a little more confident so I started to push his cock out of my throat. As it slipped out of my tonsils, it made me gag and I quickly pushed it out. Almost immediately, a massive amount of spit and throat slime slipped out of my mouth and all over my body. To say I was disgusted by myself and ashamed would be an understatement. But before I could react, he scooped up some of the slime in his palms. Next, his palm moved down to my asshole and rubbed that slime all over my hole. The sensation of his rough slimy fingers rubbing my asshole, made me moan out loud. "Yeah, pig likes that. All that slime is all the lube you're gonna get bitch." I simply moaned my approval, as his finger slipped inside my hole. For the next few minutes, he worked my hole with his fingers, one at first followed by two, three and four. By the fourth finger, I was moaning like a bitch in heat, pushing my hole against his hands and fucking myself on his fingers. "Yeah ride those fingers pig. Lets get you nice and open for my cock." Another few minutes and I couldn't take it anymore. I got off his fingers, got on all fours while facing towards the TV, and presented my hole to him. "Fuck me daddy, please," I begged him. He stayed where he was, a smirk plastered on his face, as he observed my open hole. The anticipation was killing me and I started to thrust my ass backwards towards him, showing just how willing I was for what he possessed. "Fuck me daddy, give me your poz load. Infect me, make me dirty and diseased please. I want to carry your poz babies inside me daddy," I begged and begged, for the world to see. I truly didn't care who was watching, all that mattered was the desire to be fucked by this man's weapon. "As you wish boy." He got up and positioned himself behind me. He was facing the TV as well, as he lined himself up. I saw myself on TV, on all fours, with daddy behind me. He was rubbing his dick on my hole, teasing me and lubing me up with his precum. It was so hot and I couldn't help it anymore. "Pleaaasseee daddy please, I can't wait please," I was on the verge of tears, the need to be bred burning strong within me. The next thing I felt was the pain of being split open by a 7.5 inches long, beercan thickness, multiple piercings cock. I screamed out in pain, squirming and tried to push him out. In response, he pushed his weight on top of me until he pushed me into the bed and was on top of me. I was crying and screaming, as I felt his massive dick work its way through my ass or what was my ass. The pain was intense enough to drive all senses away but not enough to make daddy stop. "Its the only way boy, I tore your ass open. Now my boys will have a better shot at infecting," he said as he started to thrust slowly. "Isn't that what you want, to carry daddy's disease babies inside you. To be daddy's cumwhore?" The man knew exactly what to say as the word cumwhore made me relax. I slowly started to focus on the slight pleasure and numb out the sensation of pain. It took a while but slowly, the pain was gone. I knew it and when I used my ass muscles to squeeze his dick and push him deeper, so did he. "That's it baby, open up for daddy. Let daddy inside you." "Fuck me daddy, breed me with your infection," I groaned as I felt his thickness invade my depth. He grabbed my hair with his free hand, making my face visible for those watching. His head was on my shoulder, his rugged breadth on my neck sending shivers down my spine. "You ready slut? I can't hold it anymore." "Yes daddy, breed my hole." He started to piston drive into my hole, sending waves of intense pain and pleasure through me. My toes curled, my ass burned, my dick twitched and my brain went into per-orgasmic overdrive. "Fuck yes pig, here it comes. Gonna pump my charged load into your beaten asshole. Charge you up with my babies," his breath became sharper. "GODDAMN IT, HERE IT COMES. CHARGED LOAD IN YOUR PUSSY AAAARGGGHH," he screamed as he exploded inside my hole. The power of his ejaculation rubbed my prostrate, making me cum hands free at the same time. My orgasm drove my ass into overdrive, as I started to milk him harder for every drop, as I dropped my own neg load into the sheet. When he was finally done, he slowly pulled himself out. When his dick plopped out, I felt the cold air on my ass and the burning sensation of injury. Slowly I turned around to watch his cock, already aware of what I was going to see. His cock was covered in an orange slime, a mix of spit, precum, cum and my blood. He was looking at me with a look I hadn't expected from him. Warmth and love. I felt tired, exhausted and satiated beyond reason. And as I stared at the beautiful concoction covering his cock, consciousness faded away and I collapsed.

I hooked up with an Anon on BBRT tonight. We arranged to meet at a park by my place. When he showed up we walked down to the baseball fields and went into one of the dugouts. I immediately dropped my shorts and bent over grabbing onto the bench. He proceeded to finger some lube into me, he put his cock head against my hole and pushed his whole 7" fat cock all the way into me. He rabbit fucked me for about 5 minutes before slamming his cock all the way in and holding it there, I swear that I could feel that monster pulsing inside of me. He then pulled his cock out and smacked my ass with his hand. I stood back up, pulled my shorts on and we went our separate ways. Walking back home was a bit of a challenge for me because my legs were both trembling and my ass was burning from his intense pounding. I got back home and realized that his seed had been draining out of my ass the whole walk home, I even still had a small gape. As I write this, I am laying on my bed slowly fingering my messy hole.

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

That's one way to explain the medicine he is going to inject.

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

I was 13 and I was really curious. Once a classmate caught me staring at his crotch and dared me to show him my dick and if his was bigger than mine, I'd have to suck him off. I lost the bet but I could not suck his dick at school so he took me to a mall where I sucked his dick and then he pushed his cock inside my bare ass, all while an older daddy was looking through a glory hole. My classmate came and left the stall and then the daddy came to breed my hole. I haven't used condoms ever since and I'm still neg...

I've had some tops say they like that I'm more ass centric when we play. Some will suck my dick and say it's the perfect 'lollipop' size to keep in their mouth.

Hey guys thanks for the awesome responses to the story you all got me off my ass and encouraged me to write part 3 tried to build in a little more back story and flesh out the characters a little more for the part 4 and beyond. again i apologise for any incorrect spelling and grammar 🙂 but on with the story: Part 3 Alverez moved though the dark lab. The light from emergency lights casting strange shadows on the walls equations and diagrams looks almost like hieroglyphs in a forgotten tomb. Now dark plasma screens fought for space between whiteboards, cabinets and shelves. The young man's eyes scanned over the strange equipment that seemed to be making a quest appearance from a sci-fi film, and all of it alien technology to him. He muttered under his breath “stupid egg heads getting locked in their own god damn lab." He sighed and though about how he should be in Atlantic city right now with Jackson, Gray and Grey’s husband Jason blowing their last paychecks on booze and gambling not stuck in this Lab looking for clumsy scientists that should have known better than to play god. His mind wondered to a memory of Jason and Grey. He had walked in on them last time they were all away together, Jason had been fucking Grey hard his hips slamming into the blond man who was on his hands and knees ass in the air moaning like a bitch. Both men were sweating despite the AC in the room, and Gray cried out for the 6;04 Ginger Adonis to plow him harder. Jason had renewed his thrusts slamming into Gray like a jackhammer before lifting the smaller man up. He was squeezing Gray’s throat and kissing him passionately. After a few moments more Jason let the smaller man fall back to the mattress his hand whipped down to slap the blond otter on each ass cheek receiving a moan of pleasure in response. Jason began to pant his skin glistening with a fresh sheen of sweat. He almost shouted, “You want it baby you want daddy’s load!?” Gray’s hands were balled pulling at the sheets he nearly squealed the words, “please give me that load in my ass!” Jason slammed his hips into Gray as deep as he could with a feral growl “here you go!” He spasmed and pumped a few more times before falling like a tree onto of his husband, Alverez had backed out of the room before they had seen him far too busy in their own activities. He had always been taught such acts were a sin but he had never been so turned on he had masturbated to that memory so many times since then, his fingers would wonder down to his tight hole and.... The memories were interrupted by Jacksons voice over the mic “Jackson to Alverez I think I've seen someone I'm moving into the office south of the lab you're in now” Alverez whispered a brief thank you to the ceiling while making the sign of the cross. He toggled the ear piece “heading to you now” only a moment later Jacksons voice filled his ear again “the damn door closed on me I will check on this contact then move back and try open it” Alverez sighed again and hissed between his teeth “are you fucking kidding me man” but took a breath and toggled the ear piece again “Rodger.” He took his time finishing the search of the lab. He found nothing he didn’t expect to but imagining Jacksons annoyed expression at being kept waiting by a simple locked door and was unable to keep the grin from his face. The team had been together for two years it used to be him, Jackson, Gray and Nate, but Nate had recruited Nick last month. The new guy was fitting in well, but he was not quite one of the boys just yet. He and Jackson were planning Nick's initiation. He knew Nate had a vested interest in the kid, what with his father being his first CO. They had served together for 5 years before the older man had been killed in action, and Nate head-hunted to run delta team; he was helping Nick by getting him into the team and securing him a good career so they would go easy on him. In the Two years Jackson and Alverez had become close friends almost inseparable because they were both alpha jocks. It had also led to them butting heads because they would take any opportunity to gain one-up over the other trying to prove their dominion and solidify their alpha status in the team via pranks, contests and roughhousing. Not that the others payed much attention. Gray had said they were just hiding their insecurities behind bravado, and Nate called showboating. Both were probably right, but it was going to feel-good one-upping Jackson this time. He walked into the corridor his gun over his shoulder and a smug look plastered on his face expecting to see his Jackson giving him the finger or tapping his watch. He looked to the glass wall and door blocking the corridor. No Jackson, he raised an eyebrow perhaps the frat boy was playing with him hiding around the corner? Alverez peered into the gloom and saw something holding a pale figure in the air it took him a moment to realise the figure was Jackson naked apart from his boots. The gun fell from his hand in shock; the sling catching it and letting it hang useless by his side. Jackson was writhing in the thing's arms. His hands moving over his own skin as if every touch was pure pleasure, and the thing looked like it was sucking him off. The creature holding him aloft must have been over 6;3. It was hard to make out in the gloom. It’s slate gray skin and black body hair hiding it well, but the strange pulsing toxic green light from what looked like veins lit it up and cast hypnotic shadows over the scene In-front of him. Alverez’s eyes focused on the bio-hazard symbol on its chest and then drifted to the huge cock rubbing against Jackson's back. The thing looked massive like a baseball bat between its legs the tip of which glistened with a tar like black ooze trails of it already marking Jackson’s skin. He started to bang on the glass, to scream Jackson’s name. The thing let Jackson's steel hard member leave its maw, and the man’s ass was raised to creature's month and tongue. Alverez looked to the lock and tried the code he saw Gray use to get them in here frantically mashing the pad while he screamed into the com mic. He was greeted with static and the access denied screen over and over. He pulled a knife from his thigh and tried to smash the access panel. and though it broke with a crunch and a spider webbing of cracks the door stayed closed the magnet unmovable. He looked up and saw Jackson being raised and positioned over the creature's massive member. It start to push down; Jackson squirmed and writhed like he was trying to fight to push himself off the massive oily tool. Alverez saw the jerk as it tore its way into his friends defenses and into his tender hole watched as the creature began to move him up and down he saw Jackson lean forward and kiss the creature. He could barely tear his eyes away from the scene in front of him his mind flashing to memory of Jason and Gary on the hotel bed. He remembered the gun on a sling he had dropped out of shock when he first looked into the room. He grabbed it, took a shooting stance, and took aim at the glass. He fired a quick burst, but the glass held barely scratched. The bullets ricocheted off to the side; the low calibre bullets were more of a danger to Alverez than to the glass. He went back to banging on the door knowing it was useless. Almost sobbing feeling powerless as the thing grasped Jackson's shoulders and pushed him all the way down onto its toxic cock, he knew what was about to happen he had seen it with Gray and Jason. He heard the creature's scream of triumph and could see the massive gray balls contract again and again. He knew it was pumping his friend full of its cum. When the creature was done filling his friend, he saw Jackson's limp form pulled from the huge dripping cock. His suspicions were confirmed when the black ooze and crimson blood poured down the his friend’s leg from his destroyed hole. Jackson was twitching held in the things arms he could see the man's skin changing to a slate gray colour as the black veins began to spread across the man's body. The thing was making him like it, and Jackson seemed to be enjoying it. Alverez licked his dry lips as the thing carried Jackson from sight. He could feel his own cock straining at his fatigues and the damp spread of precum leeching into the fabric. He was sweating heavily and felt sick at being so turned on by what he had just witnessed happen to his best friend. He blamed the shock; his mind not letting him know the truth. But even as he turned to head back to tell the others what had happened to stage a rescue. He could not get the image of Jackson leaking the black ooze and the look of pleasure on the mans face as he became a monster. Red lights began to flash though the halls and rooms of the Gentech Labs once more and a calming voice repeated the phrase “Containment breech - full lock-down protocols are now in effect” There was a loud and final sounding boom the sound of what could only be a large steel blast door sealing the facility again and perhaps dooming them all to Jacksons fate.

Opening My Boy Up after A Few Months Last year, due to some crazy work circumstances, we decided to take some time off from sex with other guys. We’d jerk each other off, and I’d rim and blow him, but his hole was basically closed for business for a few months, even to me. He just wasn’t feeling very sexy at all and wasn’t in the mood to get fucked by me or by anyone else. I love sharing him with other guys, especially hung guys, most especially hung guys who will play raw and will breed him. I just love sliding into his hole after it’s been opened up and stretched out and filled up. One night before falling asleep, I got him onto his knees, ass up, and I ate him good, forcing three fingers into his ass with plenty of spit. It made me precum buckets, so I was smearing that from my cock to my fingertips and greasing him up with that. I slapped my bare cock on his crack thinking he might let me fuck him, but he wriggled away. As he flipped onto his back, he kept his legs spread, he pulled me up to his face, and he kissed me hard as he jammed three or four fingers into his now-hungry hole. “Babe, why don’t we find a really slutty celebratory way of opening me up for use again, and soon?” I kissed him back and told him I’d come up with something. We jerked each other off, as he told me about missing fresh loads in his cunt. He told me he missed getting bred by guys who might be POZ and came instantly. I lapped his load off of his chest and tongued it into his asshole. He whimpered and told me he was looking forward to tomorrow night. The next morning, I went to work. I fired up S**** and G***** and saw who was online. I chatted with a few regular guys we’d hooked up with. I messaged three who were close to my office, one of whom was POZ and usually undetectable, but had let his meds regime slip, and three who were close to our house, one of whom was POZ and never on meds. At my lunchbreak, I waited on the corner. My three buddies showed up within about five minutes of each other. They each went to the bathroom before heading to meet me and jerked off a fresh cumload into a styrofoam cup and brought it with them. I’d stopped by a coffee shop and grabbed a carboard cup holder. I collected their loads and poured them all into the same cup. There must have been nearly an inch of seed in that cup. I wrote my boy’s name on it and put it in the staff kitchen in the fridge. Before leaving for the day, I texted my boy and suggested that he take a long hot shower and get rinsed out really good. On the way home, I swung by our favorite porn shop. I bought a new bottle of poppers, a clear plastic anal syringe, and a nice thick 10” dildo. While I was there, I went into the booths and knelt in front of a gloryhole. I only needed to wait a few moments before a juicy tan dick came through the hole. I sucked him off as well as I could. Just before he was about to shoot his load, I grabbed my styrofoam cup full of seed and he shot his load into it. I stayed on my knees and had sucked two more strange dicks before firing my own load into the cup. It was now at least an inch a half deep, and three of those loads I didn’t ask status… When I got to our neighborhood, I waited on the corner and messaged the three guys close to our apartment. Two of them brought cups with their fresh cum in it. Leaning over a garbage can, I poured their cum into the cup. The last guy, the unmedicated one, showed up and said, ‘I couldn’t cum just by jerking off, man. Let’s go back in that alley and you can suck it out of me.’ I’d already blown three strangers for their seed, so what was one more? I followed the guy back behind a stack of filthy mattresses and got on my knees. The guy whipped out his uncut POZ cock and slapped it on my face. I sucked his cock as deeply as I could and let his balls slap against my chin. The guy rewarded me with a mouthful of POZ cum which I spit into the cup. It was now at least two inches full of cloudy white ball juice. When I got back to our house, my boy was still in the shower. I went to the kitchen sink and rinsed out the new syringe and filled it full of cum. With the last guys’ loads there, it was warm to the touch and full. I hid the cum-loaded syringe and dildo under my pillow and joined my boy in the bathroom. I climbed in the shower, and we made out as I fingered his hole. Under the showerhead, I knelt down onto the tiles and let him bend over and spread his cheeks. I lapped at his ass and forced in a few fingers. I told him he was in for a fun risky evening. He asked if I’d invited anyone over, to which I replied, ‘no…’ He wondered aloud how risky it could be then without any special guests. I just winked. We toweled dry and tumbled into the bed. I presented him with the fresh poppers and he took a big hit. My boy buried his face in his pillow as I reached for the syringe. I squirted a good amount onto my fingers and worked three inside his ass, still too tight and too dry to accept the dildo, but warming up very quickly. I forced in more cum and got four fingers inside my boy, really opening him up. I pulled out the dildo and teased his hole with it. I squirted more seed onto that dildo and forced the head into him. He moaned and looked over his shoulder at me, begging for more. As more and more slipped inside his quivering pussy, I kept squirting more and more of the guys’ cum onto the shaft. I finally got the dildo balls deep in him and flipped my boy over onto his back. I was leaking precum as my boy moaned taking every inch of that long fat dildo. I let my precum drip onto it and forced it inside his ass over and over again. When I knew I was about to cum, I held up the syringe. He looked curiously at it as I squirted the last of the fresh cum onto my own drooling cock. I pulled out the dildo and slapped my dick against his now-gaping hole. His lips were puffy and red streaked with the cloudy cream of many men. I grabbed my cock by the root and drove it all the way inside him. As inch after inch sunk into my boy’s hole, I told him where all the cum came from. He moaned in approval, especially knowing that I’d coaxed out at least one POZ load just for him in a filthy alley. Fucking my boy felt so good. He was so wet and opened up that I could barely feel the walls of his pussy. I wrapped my hand around the base of my cock and managed to shotgun my cock and hand into his sloppy cunt. Feeling all that spooge squelch and slosh around really got me close. My boy had been huffing the whole time and held the bottle up to my mouth. I took a deep breath and rode the high as I shot ropes of cream into my boy’s cummy guts. At exactly the same time, my boy shot his own load all over his belly without even touching himself. I collapsed onto him and we furiously made out as I rammed my fingers in and out of his stretched-out chute telling him that he’d been bred by at least nine guys’ sperm. I had my boy spread his ass wide and took a few snaps of his gaping well-bred hole to send to the guys kind enough to help open my boy up for the first time in months.

Really hot story mate, I’ve always wanted to get fucked by Triton myself

Part 3 Eric sat there breathing a little heavy as his dialated pupils darted back and forth between me and Steve. This kid was spun. I took his head in my hands and started kissing him, tenderly making out with him. Part of me just wanted to backhand him and rape his hole, but there was plenty of time for that coming up. I had no idea if Eric had to work tomorrow or not, and I didn't give a fuck. I had him where I wanted him and he wasn't going anywhere for a while. And when we were finished with him, his mind and his world would be so fucked up, he probably wouldn't be in any shape to return to the Magic Kingdom anyway. I pushed him back on the bed and removed his towel. His teenage cock was rock hard, even with all the T he had already smoked. I'm sure the Viagra was responsible. I removed my shirt and layed on top of Eric, kissing him deeply. He moaned into my mouth as my hairy chest ground against his smooth one. He wrapped his arms around me tightly as my tongue explored every inch of his mouth. I reached between us and found one of those pretty pink nips and started pinching it. He moaned louder as his hips started moving, grinding his hard on against me. This kid had probably never touched his nips before. I was awakening the slut in him he hadn't been able to release himself yet. After I had worked his nipples for a bit, I sat up and looked down at my sweet young prince. He looked back at me with those dark Tina eyes and panted in desire. Then I leaned down and licked the precum off the head of his cock. It tasted so sweet. I licked up his shaft where more precum a seeped down, and he moaned as I engulphed his entire rod, taking all six inches to the base. I nursed on his dick for a few moments while he groaned his approval. I didn't suck his dick for too long, cause there was somewhere else I wanted his load more. I knew he could probably cum once, but then the Tina would take over for sure and his dick would shrivel up. I pulled off his cock, much to his dissapointment, and stood up. I retrieved a pair of wrist restraints and rope, holding them up for Eric to see. "Are you ready, my Prince?" He just smiled up at me licking his lips and nodded yes. In mere moments Steve and I had Eric's wrists tied to the corners of the bed. I removed the rest of my clothes and grabbed some lube as I looked down at my living fantasy. His dark, hairy pits were fully exposed and that was the first place I went to next. I buried my face in first one, then the other licking and biting them as I breathed in his teenage musk. Eric groaned at this new erotic sensation that he never knew existed. I moved over to his nipples, licking and biting them as Eric moaned and lightly squeeled. Then I took the lube, and lubed up Eric's throbbing cock. I slid my ass down on it in one easy stroke. This kids average sized cock was no problem, and he groaned as I ground my hairy ass into his freshly shaved skin. I sat on him, using my experienced ass muscles to milk his cock. I played with his nipples as his hips started bucking upwards, faster and faster until his eyes rolled back into his head. "I'm cumming!" He gasped. "Oh fuck! Oh my God! Oh shit. Aaaaagggghhhh!" He cried out as he slammed his hips up into me. I knew he was experiencing the most intense orgasm of his young life because of the drugs. I squeezed my ass as hard as I could as he filled my guts with a big load of 18 yo cum. He just layed there trembling as I carefully dismounted him. He twitched and jerked as I took his cock into my mouth to savour the taste of his cum. He begged me to stop as I sucked the head of his overly sensitive cock. Post orgasm torture is a favourite of mine. I stood up looked down at my captive prince. He just stared back at me with those glassy eyes. His body was bathed in a sheet of sweat which made his pale skin glisten in the light. I couldn't wait to leave some marks on his tender young body. His dark hair clung to his forhead, and I swept it off as I approached my first target. I pushed his head to the side as I planted my mouth on his neck. I started to suck as if I were a vampire. At first, Eric moaned, but as I sucked harder it started to become painful for him. He tried to object but I just covered his mouth with my hand and kept sucking on that fresh young skin. Eventually I pulled off with a strong sucking sound and looked at my handywork. A deep, dark red hickey showed prominently on his neck, marking him as my slut. I knew in a matter of minutes, it would become a deep purple. Now to move on to the main event for me. This kid didn't know it, but he was just mere moments away from receiving the first of many dirty loads that he would receive over the next few days, and probably his life. I grabbed his ankles and pushed his legs back until I exposed the real prize. His beautiful, pink, virgin hole. It was a thing of beauty. It looked so fragile and delicate. It was almost a shame that soon it would be a gaping wrecked cumhole. I said almost. Steve held Eric's legs for me as I dove on that little pucker of paradise. In no time at all, my little future whore was moaning loudly as he discovered yet another erogenous zone he hadn't explored. "Oh God that feels so good!" He cried out. "Eat my ass. Oh God please!" I feasted on his hole, sticking my tongue as far up him as I could get it. He just continued to moan his enjoyment as I sucked, licked, and nibbled his pink pucker. After a nice long ass eating session, I went to the dresser and found a nice sized shard. Returning to the bed I grabbed the lube and squirted some directly into Eric's hole. Then I inserted a finger, slowly until it was all the way in. Eric moaned as he felt his asshole breached for the first time ever. I worked one finger in and out, alternating between my index and middle finger. Then I put two fingers in the boy while he continued to moan. His hole was relaxing quickly, thanks to the drugs we had given him. Then I picked up the good sized shard. I knew it was a lot for his first time, but he was young and healthy, and I wanted to fuck him up. I placed the shard on Eric's hole, then pushed it in with my two fingers. He let out a small hiss as the sharp edges scraped his tender flesh. I buried it in him as far as I could. "Oh God, it's burning, why is it burning?" He cried out after a few seconds. "Make it stop!" "Shhh my prince." I hushed him. "This is just a booty bump. It's going to make your ass beg for our cocks." I continued to push two fingers in and out of him. I didn't use a third, because I wanted him to still be tight when I entered him. I enjoyed the slight pinkness that appeared on my fingers. I knew he would absorb my babies into him that much quicker. He started moaning again and I knew the burning had subsided. Steve released the kids legs as I sat back and lubed up my cock. Then I placed his knees over my shoulders and placed the tip of my cock against Eric's hole. "Aren't you going to use a condom?" He asked me with a worried look on his face. "Trust me my prince." I said to him. "Condoms don't feel good, and I know what you need. You need to be released from your strict upbringing and taught the joy of man on man sex in it's purest form. And I'm going to do that. I'm going to release you." With that, I started pushing myself self into him, taking possession of him, owning him like no other man will ever again. It was enough to make me want to explode right then. I knew this first fuck from me would not be a long one. I was way too turned on by my fantasy coming true. But later, I would be able to fuck him for hours. I watched his eyes pop open when my cockhead past his sphincter. "Take it out please." He gasped. "It's too big!" I didn't say a word as Steve placed a popper soaked handkerchief over the young princes mouth and nose, so he was only able to breath in the fumes. It's so great to have a partner who already knows the right things to do. Eric went kind of limp as I pushed forward into him, and by the time I was balls deep, he was letting out a deep gutteral moan. I stayed still as Steve removed the handkerchief, and looked down on my barely concious prince. 12 hours ago, he was a friendly Disney employee with dreams of going to BYU. Now here he was, drugged up in the hotel room of a guy he didn't really know with a hard cock buried deep inside him, minutes away from having his guts filled with poz cum. I waited till his eyes fluttered, and he looked at me trying to focus. His mouth moved like he was trying to say something, but no words formed. I just grabbed his thighs and started fucking him. Grunts escaped his pretty pink lips every time I slammed myself into him. His head flopped back and forth as I rode him hard. He started to form words that sounded like, fuck me, fuck me, but I couldn't be sure. I grabbed his bottom teeth and opened his mouth, spitting into it a few times, enjoying the sight of my spit slide down into his throat. I was really close when I held his strong thighs against me and just jackhammered his little cunt. My whole body felt like it was exploding when my cock finally shot off and I let out a gutteral, "ooooohhhhh fuuuuuuuuuuck," as I filled that sweet Mormon boy with his first load of dirty cum. I just collapsed on top of Eric, barely able to breathe as I watched Steve lubing up his cock for his turn.

Part 2 Well, hey there." I replied, trying to sound casual while my heart was pounding a mile a minute. "You off work now?" "Yea." He replied. "Uh, so I should ask, are you Steve or Craig?" "Oh Craig." I replied. "So, you wanna hang and have a drink?" I asked, biting my lip, expecting him to say he couldn't. I knew if I could just get close to him, I could trap him in my web. "Yea, that would be cool." He replied. "But.....the thing is, I'm not 21 yet. Is that a problem?" I almost laughed. "Problem? No man, not at all. So....how old are you?" "I'm 18. I just recently graduated. This is my summer job before college." Oh sweet hell, I thought to myself as my hard dick seeped some precum into my jeans. "That's awesome. We can still meet at the lounge at my hotel, we'll order you a coke." "That sounds fine." He replied. So I gave him the hotel information and we agreed we would meet there at 9:30. Steve and I rushed back to the hotel where I debated if I should grab a quick shower, but decided no, I'll just leave my natural smell. Steve and I got really stoned, and I prepared a little dose of G to try and slip into Ken's drink. At 9:30, we were at the lounge, but Ken was no where to be seen. I was afraid he had chickened out. Which honestly, would have been better for him. He had no idea what he was walking into. Steve and I ordered beers and a coke, which made it very easy to slip the G in, since he wasn't here yet. At 9:40, he walked in looking like the perfect sacrificial lamb. He was wearing white shorts and a button up shirt, making him look like a modern, preppy Prince Eric. I noticed his legs were hairy, but that can be fixed. I did love the fact that his legs were well defined, which practically guaranteed the rest of him would be too. I waved him over and he smiled that boyish smile. After we all shook hands, such a polite boy, he sat down and took his first sip of his laced coke. "So," I just jumped right in. Hell, I was stoned. "What promoted you to agree to call me? I'm old enough to be your dad." "How old are you? If you don't mind me asking?" He enquired. "45." "My dad's 39. So I guess you're older than him." That thought just made my dick ache more. "I don't know, you seemed nice, you know. I get hit on a lot. People are really creepy. But you didn't come across that way." He said, as he ran his fingers through his thick hair. I was so glad to see it wasn't a wig he had been wearing. But I chuckled silently to myself that he thought I wasn't creepy. If he only knew what was in store for him. "So," I started, hesitantly. "You said you liked my shirt." "Yea, well, I'm curious about......well I'm gay, and I've had sex a few times, but I've seen stuff, you know, like, on the internet....." He trailed off, drinking more of his coke. "Like kinky stuff?" I prodded. "Yea." He replied bashfully. Oh God I wanted him. "Like what?" I probed further. "Like, stuff.... you know. Like tying someone up, or blindfolding them. I don't know. I'm just curious. And I said when I came here I would try new things. And it's hard to meet certain guys, and the internet is just, I don't know, it's hard." "Where did you come from?" I asked. "Utah. Yea I'm Mormon. I'm going to BYU in the fall. Go courgars." He said, raising his fist in the air. "I'm putting off going on my mission for a while." I jumped a little when Steve grabbed my knee under the table. This corruption was getting better and better. "Hey, I gotta use the John." He said, getting up. As I watched that nice, round ass walk away, I turned to Steve." Can I keep him. Please?" I mock begged him. Steve laughed. "We'll see. This still might not go in your direction." "The kids putty in my hands." I replied. "All I have to do is get him up to our room, and I can guarantee he'll be carrying my babies in a couple of hours!" "Mine too?" Asked Steve. "Of course baby." I replied as I kissed him on the lips. "After I impregnate him, his little pussy will be open for business." "Is it warm in here?" Asked Ken as he sat back down. I smiled a little smile at Steve. The G was starting to work. "I have an idea." I said. "Our drinks are finished, let's go up to our room and chill a little more." "Sounds cool." Said Ken, standing back up. "Lead the way." I will, I thought. I'm leading this lamb to slaughter. I liked that my Prince was shorter than me. I much prefer dominating smaller guys. He was probably 5'9" to my 6ft and Steve's 6"2'. And I decided to assert my dominance the second the elevator closed. I pushed Ken against the wall and started kissing him. He was surprised at first, but quickly melted into me. This kid was going to be easy. I rubbed my hands on his face while my tongue probed his mouth. His face was a smooth as silk. Not a hair on it. I didn't stop until the doors opened. Once inside our room, I opened the mini bar and brought out three beers as Steve put towels at the bottom of the door . "Have you drank before?" I asked him. "A couple times. Not very much though." Was his reply. "Good." I said. "Ever smoked weed?" "No, I don't think I should do that." "Now come on. It's practically legal everywhere now. And besides, you did say you were going to try new things." "You're right." He said decisively. "Weeds not THAT bad. Sure." "And it will help relax you." I said as I lit a joint and inhaling. I handed it to Ken, and he held it to those lucious pink lips of his, and inhaled, coughing almost immediately. "You have to cough to get off!" I smirked. He bravely took another hit, and struggled to hold it in. He succeeded for a few seconds before coughing it out. Steve and I took a couple of hits, then handed it back to Ken. This time, he was able to hold it in without coughing. Soon the joint was gone, and Ken was high, and giggely, and more talkative. I managed to talk him out of his shirt and my mouth went dry as I surveyed his creamy, smooth skin, and his big, pink nipples. Nipples that were born to be abused. He talked about his life back in Utah on the farm, which explained his awesome body. He talked about his 4 brothers and three sisters. He talked about once, when he was younger, he spied on one of his older brothers masturbating in the barn. How it excited and scared him, but he couldn't take his eyes off his brothers cock. He talked about the few sexual encounters that he had. It turns out, they were mostly blowjobs, and he fucked a guy once. But he had never been fucked. Oh my God. I was going to impregnate a virgin Mormon boy. While he talked, Steve handed me four blue pills. Two were extasy, two were Viagra. I popped my two and told Ken to open his mouth. "What are those?" He asked through slited eyes. "Do you trust me? They're just going to make you feel real good." He just smiled at me as he popped them in his mouth and washed them down with the last of his beer. "So," I started. "Since a lot of what you've probably seen online is roll playing, can we do a little. Can I call you Eric? Can we pretend you really are Prince Eric." "Yea." He laughed. "I figured you wanted to, but I didn't know how to bring it up." "Sweet, and one more thing. Eric was nice and smooth. I want to shave your legs." "Really? I mean I don't know......" He stopped. "New things!" He pronounced. It's only hair, it'll grow back." With that, I took his hand and led him into the bathroom while Steve packed a glass pipe with some T. As I ran some bathwater, I pulled down Eric's shorts and underwear, admiring how well built his thighs were. He had a beautiful cock that was getting hard. I took the clippers to his legs first, and had them almost smooth in no time. Then I took the clippers to his bushy pubes. He didn't even object, he just let me do my work. Then I sat him in the tub. I did first one leg, then the other, then had him stand up so I could finish his crotch. His cock was rock hard and stood straight up, probably 6 inches. He moaned as I lathered his cock and balls, and carefully shaved the rest of his pubic hair. Soon, he was totally hairless, which just added to his boyish beauty. I did not touch his armpit hair though. That's a bit of a fetish for me. There is something so sexy to me about a hairless boy with hairy pits, and Eric's we're nice and bushy. After I washed him off, I wrapped a towel around him and we returned to the other room. Steve had changed into some of his leather items, including his leather jock strap. He didn't want Eric to see his mamoth cock yet. I had a really nice 8 inches, but Steve had a fat 10 inches with a big mushroom head. Guaranteed to destroy Eric's virgin hole. "One last thing." I said as I sat Eric between us on the bed. "What's that?" He asked, looking at the pipe Steve was about to smoke. "It's called Tina." She's a lot of fun. You'll like her." "Is that meth? I don't know, I've heard so many bad things about it." "Trust me my Prince." I said stroking him. "It's ok. We've been enjoying it for years. It's ok once in a while. Now, he's going to take a hit, and when he puts his mouth on yours, breath in while he exhales." I watched as the smoke passed from my partner to my new prize. After he exhaled, I held it up to his pink lips and lit the bowl, telling him to hold it until I said exhale. My cock started getting hard again as I watched his young, muscled chest expand, knowing his life would never be the same from this moment. After he blew out a big white cloud I took a hit myself, then placed my mouth on his. He didn't need to be told what to do a second time. When he exhaled, I held the pipe up to his lips. He took two hits from the pipe for our one each, so he had 8 full pipe hits, plus 8 shotgun hits from us. When we finished the pipe, is blue eyes had turned into saucers and he had a glazed look on his face. It was time for the real party to begin.

Oh yeah, he lived directly above me in college. We got drunk together in his room and he made a move. We started kissing, making out and then I ended up having his 10 inch dick in my mouth, gagging on it. He pushed me onto his bed and started humping me and fingering my ass. Thank god he used lube to fuck me because he was thick and long. Fucked me bare over the course of two years on and off, let a buddy of his breed me too. He’s now married with kids.

THis has been a HUGE fantasy for me for a long time... a while back a guy pissed in me at Club Philly without asking... it was AMAZING!

Unless i see birth certificates and id cards i generally think people make up these stories out of some fetishist desire and to gain attention.

PART 9 I did get some sleep, but definitely not a ton. When I started this, I said I’d tell the truth, and the truth was that I was really conflicted and felt a lot of guilt. Guilty that I did it. That I wanted to do it again. That it felt so good. And Tom, it was like he had this power over me. I mean even last night after I had practically just cum at his place, I was home jerking off reliving what had just happened. But there I was at 11:00, totally showered and clean and feeling, well, a need. Tom smiled and let me in the door, pinning me against the wall as soon as the door closed. “Damn, I had plans to try to be slow, but you just drive me crazy my sexy little boy. Let’s get upstairs and get you naked and let’s give that little boy pussy the attention it needs,” he whispered sexily. It took me perhaps only five seconds to climb the staircase, shedding my clothing immediately upon entering the playroom door. Tom likewise allowed his robe slip off, showing me that tall thin body that I thought was so sexy. His cock was already more than half hard. Not surprisingly the passion and the moment was hitting me intensely, particularly as Tom was stroking himself, using a hypnotic rhythm. That gorgeous giant cock. He didn’t have to ask or direct me. There was no hesitation at all. I slid onto my knees, opened my mouth wide to receive his cock head. Did I think of HIV when I saw the bead of precum coming out of of his slit? Yeah I did. and I also recognized that, even knowing Tom was poz, I couldn't stop myself from liking up his pre-cum. And I savored it. And I just wanted more. I just knew that whatever else, I wanted more of Tom. And I lost myself in a cocksucking lust.

PART 5 Everything went into overdrive and I felt a surge of lust go through me like I had never experienced. And my was throbbing yes, but my hole was spasming and just felt so, so... hungry. Tom looked down at me, “You like poppers Chris?” “Fuck this is so... oh my god,” was all I could get out. “You should see the way your hole is just going crazy. It looks so sexy convulsing like that," he remarked with a smile. “Please lick it again. I want to feel it so bad. My butt, it’s just, holy shit, I never felt like this before,” I sputtered. My entire focus seemed to be on my hole. I knew my dick was hard, but I didn’t care. I just needed his attention on my hole again. “Chris, I can’t lick it now, I put that lube on and it doesn’t taste that good.” He edged closer to me and handed me the bottle again. I automatically did two deep breaths in each nostril. I was just flying now. And he came in and pointed his rock hard cock, with precum dripping from its head, and slowly began rubbing my exposed hole with his cockhead. And oh fuck it felt good. I ground my ass against his cock, bucking and teasing, but he just teased back. He was so good at it, driving me further and further over the edge. The thought that he didn’t have a condom on registered but he wasn’t fucking me, so I dismissed it immediately. Besides, it felt so fucking good. He seemed to sense when the poppers started to fade and urged me on again. “Three hits, Chris. Three hits in each nostril. Or else, no more hole-rubbing,” he whispered. I wasted no time hitting each nostril with three deep pulls from my new friend, this little brown bottle. He went back to work teasing my hole as I writhed and tried to stay still, when it felt so good that I just wanted more. He was so subtle that I barely felt him increasing the pressure against my hole. And his teasing got more pronounced,as he focused on the center of my hole. Slowly and surely, he increased the pressure and it was now impossible to deny the gentle burrowing of his cock. But it was okay. He wasn’t fucking me. My breath was coming out in sharp gasps by now and it all felt so good. When he said “Four times, Chris. Four big hits on each side. Do it. Do it my sexy little boy,” I immediately complied. And I was already so spun. And those last hits broke my final will. I didn’t even realize it had happened til after it had happened. It was like my body made the decision for me. About thirty seconds after those four hits on each side, with his firm pressure against my hole and his cock already burrowing into my opening, I literally heaved myself up and impaled myself onto his cock. The head popped through my ring and two inches of hard raw shaft followed. He held me firm. I didn’t take anymore cock in me, but he wasnt gonna let me back off either. I half screamed and half moaned. The burn of pain in my ass subsiding already. “There’s my little bottom boy. I knew you’d show yourself. Such a tight hole. A hungry tight hole,” he whispered. And he was now working more of his cock in, pushing me to take it but not trying to hurt me. “Hit the bottle again sexy. Hit those poppers and let that little hole relax,” he murmurred. I know I did hit the poppers over and over,but lost count of how much each time. And by now there was zero denying that he was fucking me. His cock was sliding in and out and he worked it deeper and deeper. Nothing had ever felt this good. Then I remembered he wasn’t wearing a condom. “Tom, what about, what about condoms?” I got out between gasps. “I don’t have any sexy. Besides it feels so good like this. Skin to skin,” was his reply. And it did feel so good. And he was going even deeper and fucking me more aggressively and the poppers... I lost it. “Don’t stop. Don’t stop. Feels so good. So good. Big fucking cock so good,” I babbled. And then he was whispering in my ear, “Your hole is so hungry I can feel it, like you are pulling me inside you. I’m almost balls deep. You know what’s gonna happen when I am buried all the way inside you? I’m gonna cum. Deep up in you. And you are gonna let me aren’t you?” I was grunting and gave no sign of discouragement, but that wasn’t enough. He continued, “ Say it. Say it’s okay for me to cum inside you. I’m not gonna let you have it if you don’t ask for it.” I didn’t even think about it. I was facing a primal need that immediately rendered my decision. “Cum in me, Tom, I want you. Give my your load inside my ass," I managed to get out as he was so close to bottoming out in me. “Oh yeah, fuck yeah, I'm so close so close to filling your hole up with cum. Take it. Take that big dick. Earn that cum load,” he whispered. With a last hit if poppers, I finally blossomed and he sank that last bit into my boy hole. It hurt in that good way that instantly made me want to feel again again. He was delivering short hard strokes with the result he was balls-deep in my ass. "Oh fuck yeah. Gonna give it to you. Gonna fucking cum. Fucking fill you up. Yeah yeah FUCK YEAH, take that fucking load. Take that fucking hot cum. Oh, fuck,” he groaned in a deep voice. “Oh god. Oh god,” was all I could get out. Over and over. In the back of my brain I realized my torso was dripping with cum - a load I had blown, but which I somehow hadn't realized when I was actually cumming. The feeling of my hole being fucked so deeply had overwhelmed my orgasm. My cock hadn’t mattered compared to the ecstasy of my asshole. “Please stay in me,” I whispered. He looked down at me and announced "You are the sexiest boy I have ever fucked. I swear your hole NEEDED dick. And cum. It needed that too didn’t it sexy boy?” A s I started to come down, the alarms went off in my head. Holy fuck, this guy came in me. And it felt like he came a lot too. I had no idea if he was safe or anything. I slowly backed off his cock, which fell out of my hole with a plop. I was losing that fuck high quickly. How could I have lost control like this? Because he was so fucking sexy, I answered myself. And those poppers. It made me feel like I had to have his dick in me. My body needed it so bad it override my brain. I started to back off him and got up on very very shaky legs to find my clothes. I was a little embarrassed now that I had acted slutty and lost control and I had even asked him to cum in me. I asked him too! Apparently Tom could sense my developing freak and reassured me, “ Hey sexy, I know that was a lot at once. I am so happy I met you though. You are so hot. And I would love to do this again and again. It can be our secret, if you want. But I hope you want more. And the look in your eyes says you do.” By now I had my shorts and shirt on. I knew I had to ask. And I was so scared as I quietly asked “Tom, are you... are you safe?” He looked at me and patted the bed to sit down next to him, asking with a slight smile "Safe? What does that mean? Was I gentle not to hurt you? If that’s what you mean, yes. Or do you mean something else?” He was gonna make me say it. "Meaning HIV," came my whispered reply. “Chris, I want you to think about what we just did. Think about how much you liked it. How badly YOU wanted it to happen. How it just got better and better. Like you always dreamed man sex could be. And I have more to show you and more to share. And you will be back. Maybe in a day. Or a week. Or two. But you are gonna come back here for more man sex with me. And it’s going to be raw like now. And you will ask me to cum in you again. You will even beg. And to answer your question, yes I am HIV positive. And yes, you took a huge load of my cum.” His gentle smile never faded. I don’t remember my reply. It was all about getting out at that moment. I am sure I said goodbye as I left as quickly as I could. I stumbled on still rubbery legs to my place, extremely aware of the wetness in my hole and asscrack. His semen was slowly leaking out of me. I shut the door behind me and locked it, made it to my room and fell on my bed. My head was spinning. HIV positive cum was inside my ass. What was I gonna do? And then his speech at the end. As if I'd ever do that again! But as my thoughts continued to unfold for every ten fearful 'Oh fucks!', there was a long thought of the knowledge I had just had sex that was so amazing I didn’t even think it was possible. But there was no way I was ever doing it again. No way.

PART 3 Now if my heart wasn’t already beating 1000 miles an hour, what Tom just said made it go even faster. Everything I had heard and seen had said 'Always use a condom'. I mean, I knew like in the 70s and stuff guys didn’t, but with AIDS, I didn’t think anyone didn’t use condoms. But I guess some people didn’t, because guys still kept getting infected with HIV. All this went thru my brain in a split second. And the whole time I was staring at Tom and, in particular, his gorgeous cock. It was so hard now. Finally, I responded, “I... I guess I just never thought about that. Everyone says it’s so important to practice safe sex and the guys always had condoms. I didn’t plan on getting fucked even, it just kind of happened.” He continued to slowly tug on his giant cock replying “I guess a lot of people say that. A lot of guys just aren’t satisfied with sex using condoms. It just doesn’t feel right for them. Maybe for some guys condoms are great. But even you said, for you it made it not so great. Probably not horrible, but not as great as you thought if could be? And let me guess, these guys were hot guys probably huh? And you lost control a little and they wanted your hole and so you just gave it to them? Something like that?” His gentle smile suggested he knew what had happened and had been there in the bookstore when I was getting fucked. “Yeah, both times I thought the guys were really hot and I sucked them but they wanted to do more and I wanted to get them off. And so I let them,” I said. I couldn’t believe this conversation and this situation I was in. I would float in and out of losing myself in the moment and snapping back to being a very nervous 18 year old. And then I added, “And yeah, you are right I guess. It was okay, but somehow something was missing or not right. But I don’t know, it was so rushed and stuffy in the booth.” Tom quietly said “Chris, I have all night. I have tons of hot porn to keep on the screen. I think it is great that you felt so open to share with me. I want you to know, look at me, anything you want to try or anything you want to do. I would love to share my experience with you and expose you to everything I have. Right now Chris. What do you want to try first?” I was already sliding to my knees when I blurted “I want to suck it. I want to suck it so badly.” His legs parted open to welcome my wet lips as I greedily took his cock head into my mouth, swirling my tongue around it, lashing upwards to taste the first of what would be a good steady stream of precum. Intoxicating precum. “Yeah Chris, that’s so good. Feels so good. You suck it just like you wanted to, like you needed to. You look so sexy with your lips wrapped around my cock like that,” Tom whispered. I struggled as I took more and more in mouth and gagged as it hit my throat. I didn’t know exactly what I wanted, but I knew I wanted more. And what was that about licking a guy's hole? That sounded like two might feel really good, I thought to myself as I slurped and sucked and tried to please him with my young mouth. Glancing up at him, I noticed a wide smile on his face. I had a feeling Tom would teach me much that I didn't know. In fact Tom seemed to know everything - at least about sex. Not to mention he was so fucking hot. And his cock, the precum. I was totally losing myself in cock lust.

I am glad you guys are liking the story. I enjoy reading your comments, keep them coming. I mocked up what maybe the app can look like if it actually existed. pics attached. Part: 4 The rest of the weekend went uneventful. I was so busy with the house I lost track. Monday came and I had not had a chance to get back on the app. I was back at work and the wife would be back on Thursday. I was sitting at work, running reports and putting graphs together. I was about to head out to lunch in a bit so I popped open the app. I work in downtown so there were a lot of people. Almost instantly I got a notification. “4th St back alley.” I hit accept and was given further directions “Head down the alley, half way down on the left.” It was only a couple blocks away from work. I grabbed my keys and headed for the door….my coworker stopped me. “hey, a group of us are having lunch together, why don’t you join us?” The bulge in my pants was growing by the second and I was sure she could see it or perhaps it was my paranoia. “I am going to have to take a rain check, I have an important errand to run” and I slipped out. I hustled down the block, 8th, 7th, 6th, 5th, and finally 4th street, I passed it and headed towards the alley. I was just what an alley would look like, trash cans, graffiti, smelled. I walked half way down and there was a guy standing by the door way to my left, tall skinny white guy. He signaled me over. I got closer and was about to follow him through the door but he didn’t budge. “can’t bring you inside slut, you are going to take my dick here.” and he pushed me up against the trash bin. I quickly unbuckled my slacks and pulled them down. I was wearing a jock so it was easy access. I could smell the stench of piss and trash as he pushed his cock into my ass with no lube. I wanted to yelp but bit my tongue. He started a steady quick pace and then picked up speed. I kept looking around, worried someone would see it, there was not much really blocking up from view other than the trash bin, anyone could look out the window or step out of the building and see a guy in a suit bent over a trash bin getting railed by a guy. “I’m gonna bust bitch, take my load.” And just like that he busted inside me. I pushed my ass back, opened my hole, trying to get as much of him in me as possible. He slipped out and slapped my ass. “nice pussy.” And walked back into the building. I pulled up my slacks, straightened my hair and went back to the office. Spent the rest of the day working with a load up my ass, wondering if people could smell it on me…