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6. Safe as Homes Fabien watched James quickly drink the contents of the juice box. He knew that there was another 1.5ml of G in each one. Unlike James, Fabien nursed his drink, suddenly having to chug it as the Uber pulled in to the curb. "Here," the driver said. "You boys have fun," he said, smiling. "Don't forget your bag," he mentioned to Fabien. "Thanks," Fabien said. He reached back into the car to grab the party bag Tiago had given him. "Gonna fuck him up?" the driver said. "Your friend?" Fabien noticed the driver for the first time. He wasn't that tall, but he had a tight, muscular body. He had dark hair, and a thick, Arab beard. He wasn't that bad looking. "Hell yeah," Fabien said. "Rape him good." "Well. If you need any help, let me know." He handed Fabien a card with a number scribbled on it. Fabien stuck it in his pocket, grabbed the bag, and closed the door. He wondered how James would look if he were impaled on Omar's thick cock. "Where are you?" he asked James. "This way," James said, and lead him through the gates to the apartment complex. "Where did the guy live?" Fabien asked. He could see James shiver. He wondered what memory the question had brought back. His dick throbbed at the possibilities. "Sorry," he said, "I mean, if it brought back anything bad." James stopped, and Fabien put his arms around him. "It's good," Fabien said. "It's hard," James said. "I just. I don't know what to do." "You don't have to do anything at all. It was something very hard for you." James was crying again. Fabien wished his cock wasn't quite so hard. "Thank you." He pointed at a corner several floors up. "There," he said. "4F. I can't forget it." "How does it make you feel? Seeing it now?" "Angry. Mad. Helpless. Scared." "Let's go," Fabien said. "Get you in your apartment. Probably don't want to meet him right now." "No. No. It's not going to happen," James said, panic in his voice, almost like he was once more face to face with Conrad. "I just can't. No." "Where are you?" Fabien asked. "Get you somewhere safe." "Yeah. Safe." James was shaking; Fabien wondered just how much G was in the juice box. Not to mention what he had taken earlier, and he couldn't forget the booty bump. "Please. Safe." "Where?" Fabien asked. Finally, James began to walk towards a distant door. It was off a hallway from the central atrium; the hallway was lit with a flickering florescent bulb. James fumbled with the key, but eventually got the door open. The apartment was spare; it was mostly filled by bed in one corner, a worn sofa in another, and the battered table and two wooden chairs by the small kitchen area. "Home," James said. "I dunno. I don't want to hurt." "Let me hold you," Fabien said. "You don't have to do anything. You can just share with me." James nodded, the tears in his eyes. Fabien took off his shoes, watch, and emptied his pockets. James did the same, leaving his phone on the floor next to the bed. The two men climbed into bed. "I can't forget his laugh." James finally said. "It's what I remember most." "His laugh?" Fabien asked. "When I told him to stop. He laughed at me. Then just said, 'But I haven't cum yet,'" "What did you do?" "I was tied up. Blindfolded." James paused; he was starting to sob. "I couldn't do anything. And he knew it." Fabien's cock was stiff. He wanted to adjust it, but he wanted to hear what James would say next. "He knew it. And he just laughed." "Did he cum in you?" Fabien asked. "After that?" "Yeah. He did. Twice I think." "You think?" Fabien asked. "I was blindfolded. And there were other guys there too. Watching me. Laughing." "How many? Guys there, I mean." "Three? Four? It was hard to keep track." "Did they all fuck you?" "I think so." He sobbed quietly, not wanting Fabien to know just how weak he was. "I don't know. I couldn't do anything to stop them." James's phone buzzed. He reached down and grabbed it. It was a message from Tim. "Tiago said you had a bad night?" "I should answer this," James managed to say. He turned back to the phone. "Yeah. Made bad choices." "There was so much cum in your hole," Fabien said. "Earlier. When Dr. T had you open." James's phone buzzed again. "We all do that. You just have to learn what you did wrong, and make better choices in the future." Tiago continued to type. "I've got a meeting. But Tiago said you have a friend there. I'll come by your place in an hour. You can tell me what happened." "Sure," James wrote back. "I guess." He wasn't sure if he wanted to tell another person about the dicks that had forced themselves into him. "Sorry," he said to Fabien. "Friend. He might come over later." "That's cool. Just a friend? Or have you guys fucked too?" James hesitated. He hated how every question Fabien asked made him seem like even more of a slut. "Don't worry," Fabien said. "I know you've done a lot. You said you liked to party. And Tiago said he fucked you. It's cool." "Yeah," James said. "He fucked me. A lot. And.." "Yeah?" "He and Tiago shared me." "Damn. That's hot. Were you high?" "Yeah." "Did the guy give you drugs too?" "He did. More than I wanted." "That's intense. Did you pass out?" "I...I..." James stammered again. "I can't really remember. There's gaps. I don't remember. And then I do." "You don't have to remember anything you don't want to," Fabien said. "Just remember the good things, right?" He was nodding, just like Tiago had taught him; James started to nod as well. "Hey. Let's smoke a bit, ok? You already got some. I need to catch up." "Yeah, I guess," James said. He was lying down, but he wanted to get up and move around. He felt warm, and happy; there was even a bead of sweat on his forehead. His hole was itching, and as much as he hated it, he wanted to get fucked. He wanted to feel Tiago hold him. He looked up at Fabien. He had found a glass pipe, and was heating up the bowl. "Do a few hits with me," Fabien said, and then started to inhale deeply. James remembered how the clouds had tasted and good he had felt when Tim had shared it with Tiago and him. But as soon as he remembered that, he remembered how Conrad had forced him to inhale the crystal clouds. James tensed, his body twitching, remembering what had happened. "You ok," Fabien asked. "You tensed up." Fabien inhaled from the glass pipe. "Just. Memories. It's hard." Fabien exhaled. "From last night?" James nodded. Fabien smiled. "What happened," he asked. "I want to hear it." Fabien inhaled again. It was a long, slow draw. "I was tied up. Blindfolded," James said. "I could hear him. Hear him hitting the pipe. He did massive hits." "Do one with me," Fabien said. He leaned in, and pressed his lips against James's mouth. Before he knew what he had done, James had opened his mouth. Fabien took immediate advantage, and exhaled his cloud directly down James's throat. "It's so good," Fabien said, kissing James. "This feels good, doesn't it?" James nodded. "Yeah," he finally said. The crystal was warm and made his mind spin. "He did massive hits?" Fabien asked, reminding James of his tale. "He forced it into me. I was too high, too tired to do anything. I had to take it." "It's better now," Fabien said. He handed James the pipe. It was warm and smoking. "You can do a hit on your own," he said. "Remember how good it can feel?" James nodded, and let himself take a slow hit from the pipe. "That's it. No worries. Enjoy it." James felt his lungs fill. His head was filling with familiar, sleazy thoughts. The memories came with them. He gasped, a bit of smoke escaping. "You ok?" Fabien asked. James paused and held the smoke in. Fabien took the pipe, and heated it up again. James exhaled. "Just. Just another memory." "I'm here," Fabien said. "Tell me what happened." Fabien inhaled again. "He put some tina on his cock," James said. "I didn't want to get fucked. I didn't want more drugs. I told him no." "But?" Fabien said, before returning to the pipe. "He did it. He fucked me. It hurt. Like my ass was on fire." "He didn't take no," Fabien said. James nodded. "Take another hit." Fabien passed the pipe to James. "Smoking will help you. Get you in a better headspace." "Yeah?" James asked. "I just want to forget." Fabien nodded, and James started to suck on the glass stem. "Just let yourself feel good for a moment," Fabien said. He watched James hit the pipe. Fabien saw how James was staring at him. Fabien smiled, but let James take a huge hit before gently nodding his head. James held the hit for nearly thirty seconds, before finally exhaling a thick cloud of smoke. "Fuck. Fuck. Fuck," James said. "Fuck." "Feeling it?" Fabien asked. "Yeah. I am. It's. It's" "It's good," Fabien said. "It's really good for you." He held up the torch, and lit it. "Now. Do another hit. And tell me another story about last night."

I'm in my 30's and oddly I have a thing for older bottoms. Not saying I don't fuck younger guys but it has been more older guys. I prefer the experience in the hole and head. They tend to be more involved in kink without it totally consuming them and they don't fall in love after one fuck. And I find age attractive on a man/woman.

"The way the 2 of you look at each other, it's obvious you're deeply and totally in love." Tim said. "On top of that, getting pozzed for each other is a testament to your commitment. Fuck, I left my phone in your car! I'm not one of those guys who might as well have it surgically attached, K C, but would you mind getting it?" K C gave Tim's knee a gentle squeeze. "Not at all!" He said. "I'll be back in a flash!" "When I first saw K C, I thought I had to be dreaming!" Tim said, practically cooing. "His soothing, sexy voice, that ruggedly handsome face and his studly, muscular body that could've been sculpted out of a slab of smoky topaz, I had trouble believing such a mangod could possibly be real!" "Here it is, safe and sound!" K C said upon returning, handing Tim the phone. "Did you hear that? Tim just called you by my nickname for you!" Mickey exclaimed in mock anger. "I should probably be jealous, but it' actually nice to know that he sees you as I do, my mangod!" Grinning broadly, K C said, "I thought I heard him say it, but I was focused on his handsome face and sexy body and getting him here! Tim, if as you say I'm a mangod, I'd like to know how you see Mickey, my studly lover!" "To be honest, when I first saw him, even in business attire, my first impression of Miguel was one hot fuck!" Tim confessed. "Now, in his naked glory, I see him as a modern day knight of the gay realm! Rise, Don Miguel, Lord of the Law, Seducer of Men! Rise and be recognized!" "How can I be a knight with neither armor nor weapon?" Mickey asked, playing along. "Your glorious flesh is all the armor you need and you have quite a lance between your legs. Just be sure to use it for good and you'll do the gay realm proud!" "Someone has a flair for the dramatic." Mickey said, tousling Tim's hair and kissing him on the forehead. "You should have seen me in my college production of Cat on a Hot Tin Roof!" Tim said proudly. "I played Brick and while I'm no Paul Newman, I slayed it!" "Newman's blue eyes have nothing on your dazzling green eyes and don't get me started on your hot body!" K C exclaimed. "Since Skipper's dead, right now, I'd like to be Maggie the Cat!" He chuckled. To be comtinued

Part 16 - Under The Moonlight Harry turned around facing Conrad, the smile in his eyes clear as the moonlight now adorning the terrace. Conrad slipped his arms around Harry pulling him closer until he could taste his lips and delicately slipping his tongue in to Harry's mouth they kissed. The tiny moans of pleasure coming from Harry as he ground his crotch up against Conrad's. Slowly he moved Harry on to his back and Conrad took a turn grinding in to Harry giggling whilst trying to maintain their kiss, Conrad's hand slowly worked down the soft skin until he felt the fabric of Harry's shorts. Slipping his thumb inside the waist band he coaxed them down with Harry responding by lifting his arse. Conrad chuckled and threw the shorts a fair distance away realising Harry was now doing the same to him with both hands making clean work of disrobing Conrad. Harry lightly bit Conrad's bottom lip his hands roaming over the pretty firm arse of Conrad, one finger delving deeper between his the cheeks. Conrad wriggled his arse and licked the tip of Harry's nose 'Oh no, I am the one doing the fucking tonight' he said pushing his hips down and grinding harder, Harry's finger continued feeling the tight seal to his arse 'Not if I have anything to say about it' he giggled looking up to Conrad who grinned and shook his head then pushing his tongue back in to Harry's mouth. He knew he could easily overpower Conrad and get his way. His submissive side rose to the surface allowing Conrad's desire to top him win over, he would get his chance later or in the morning, desperately he wanted to be inside Conrad and show just how much he had wanted him. He was unprepared for what happened next with the unexpected act of devoted love coming his way. Conrad kissed Harry's lower lip then delicately and with precision he traced his tongue down the neck and across each nipple, stopping and taking his time working of them with tender care eliciting surprised gasps and moans from Harry as his body floated. The sensuality and attention Conrad payed to his body had all sorts of effects on Harry from arching his back, wriggling his body, erotic giggles and loving sighs. Every inch of his body was being explored in an unhurried fashion. Harry raised his head 'Holy fuck' he groaned watching Conrad's tongue snaking up and around his shaft then disappearing down to his balls. Harry had no control over his body and never realised how much it craved the sensuality of intimate sex, his head falling back on the sofa cushion and his legs rising up with Conrad's help. It still caught him by surprise knowing where Conrad was heading, but the way he used his tongue working around and then running it over Harry's hole made him moan louder calling out Conrad's name. It was the first time anyone had made Harry feel so sexually awoken, the immense happiness he felt inside, the calm aroused passive state he fell into was a completely new sensation. So overwhelmed he had happy tears forming in the corner of his eyes dripping around the side of his cheeks, not being helped by the tongue now invading in hole whilst the fingers worked his nipples. Letting out a strange long moan from deep in his chest his body shaking in erotic frenzy. Conrad looked up at Harry who seemed out of this world in a confused and dazed state of euphoria mumbling words that made no sense. He chuckled to himself and looked at the stream of precum leaking from Harry's thick eight inch cock that stood rock hard. His lips surrounded the head causing Harry to buck his hips up hard thrusting deep in to Conrad's mouth making him splutter and gag, Conrad pulled back and resumed running his tongue and sucking, kissing every inch upward of Harry's body. Reaching the nipples he flicked each one with his tongue and sucked spending equal time on each, the hands rubbing his shoulders told him Harry was still with him in some form of responsiveness state. Kissing his chin and lips he noticed the streaks from the corner of Harry's eyes 'Why are you crying?' Conrad asked between kissing his lips 'Am I?' he subtly replied from his subdued state 'Oh god yes Con' Harry suddenly said feeling Conrad's cock pushing against his arse. Harry chuckled and became aware of his situation, his legs held up and wrapped around Conrad's waist. He moaned feeling the pressure increase forcing his hole to open and give way to Conrad, his neck arching back and moaning from the initial sharp pain that sizzled and tingled transforming into sexual pleasure. He looked up in to Conrad's eyes a big smile etched on his mouth and leaning up they kissed passionately, his hands stroking Conrad's thighs guiding him forward. With grunts and gasps he laid back down feeling his arse expanding and opening with each push, the rock hard shaft held the head steady providing the momentum to sink deeper in to Harry. Bottoming out Conrad stopped and dropped his head forward to kiss Harry then raising up he looked at the cute person under him 'I love you Harry, more than you could ever believe' he said softly followed by two accentuated movements in his hips initiating the start of their first sexual foray. Everything felt right and perfect, a few months ago the thought of this would have freaked Conrad out, now though the more he looked at Harry one one conclusion could be made, his head and heart were telling him this was meant to be. Concentrating back in the moment Conrad heard the moans and felt the hands gripping his buttocks, coming to realise that despite his momentary lapse his hips had not stopped and continued in slow deep penetrating thrusts. He smiled down at Harry lowering his head until their lips met and began to sensually kiss each other, Conrad adjusted his hips pushing them up closer to Harry's arse grinding away kissing his mouth and stroking his head. Faster he started to move at the first sign of the tingle in his balls, kissing Harry deeper Conrad began to moan from his throat feeling the pleasure building in his body. The change albeit subtle was felt by Harry who in turn got even more aroused knowing Conrad was about to orgasm and breed him for the very first time. Conrad jolted forward hard pinning Harry down with his cock, the speed of his orgasm catching him off guard. Harry groaned and his arms clamped around Conrad's back pulling him closer wanting to feel every part of the orgasm in body above him. His body stiffened feeling the energy releasing from his groin, arse cheeks clenched feeling the first pulse firing along his shaft releasing his cum in to Harry's body, his arse cheeks relaxed then clenched again riding the second, third, fourth and fifth pulse that came in uniformed fashion until the strength of them started to ease. Conrad relaxed his his body laying on top with his face touching Harry's, he panted and continued small gasping moans with his heavy breathing. Harry held him tighter in a state of happiness, Conrad eventually moving his head until he found Harry's mouth kissing him with such tender love and softness. They laid locked together for ages, only they mattered in the world right now, so engrossed with each other. It was a fleeting scary moment for Conrad realising how strong his love for Harry was, he couldn't explain or understand why he felt this way or even where it had come from. Eventually releasing Harry from his cock and pulling him pulling him close he cuddled and caressed the body. Harry traced his finger along Conrad's face "Frightens me Con" he said softly "how much I love you". Conrad looked at the tear dropping from his cheek "Frightens you?" he asked "I'm scared senseless". Harry smiled "So am I your boyfriend now?" he asked tentatively. "Don't be silly" Conrad replied kissing him "I want to marry you Harry" he said staring in his eyes. Harry chuckled "I want to be your boyfriend before we marry" he stated adamantly "Don't deprive me of that". Conrad smiled "Okay. So you want to marry me then?" he asked, Harry nodded. "Dam right I do" Harry replied "waited far too long, tracking you down and getting you" he said. Conrad rolled on to his back "We still have to figure out the practicality of how we do this". Harry leaned up on his side "Easy I fuck you and you fuck me" he said giggling. Conrad chuckled "That is the easy part, I mean our lives they are so far apart" he said seriously. Harry kissed his chest "I will give up my job to live with you Con". "No" Conrad replied stroking his head "anyway Adam tells me how good you are at it so it wouldn't be fair". Harry sat up "True, but I would do anything to be with you" he said sincerely. "Is that so?" Conrad asked nodding to his cock "sit on it and show me". Harry laughed and leaned forward kissing Conrad then slipping his leg over and working his arse against Conrad's erection until it slipped inside causing him to gasp and taking it all in one fluid motion. The feeling proved too much for Harry reeling and throwing his head back in ecstasy he pushed down and felt his cock fire a ribbon of pearly white cum that splattered over Conrad's chest. Conrad opened his eyes wide and gasped at how quickly Harry had orgasmed, his ass had now clenched tight around Conrad's cock giving it a hard work over. He pushed his hips up and producing a second orgasm within seconds of being inside Harry. Grabbing Harry's cock Conrad coaxed it gently his hand becoming slippery from the copious amount of cum he was firing off. Harry's body quivered with subtle charm with the throbbing cock deep inside him. Conrad laid there opened mouth shocked from his own experience looking up at Harry leaning back getting more of Conrad inside him. Suddenly he threw himself forward almost biting Conrad's mouth with the furiousness of his kiss. He couldn't help but respond kissing him back just as wild, both of them making sounds like men who hadn't eaten for weeks and faced with a table of prime raw steak tearing at it in abandonment. His hips kept thrusting his cock deep in to Harry, he wanted more, he wanted to keep fucking Harry. Erratic and sometimes aggressive thrusting resulting in his third orgasm, panting and biting at Harry's neck he finally calmed down enough to appreciate the person in his arms. Mentally and physically exhausted they both fell asleep on the outdoor sofa, two naked sweaty young bodies wrapped in each others arms for the world to see. Their bodies now bathed in moonlight reminiscent of stone sculptures held in a moment of tranquillity. Carrington walked of the CEO's office across the floor to his own office closing the door he threw the papers down on his desk in frustration. His instructions were clear, fly to England and speak to Simon in person and get him on board and sell his shares. Thursday was turning out to be the worst day ever in this position, he was sure something else was driving the CEO's decision and he wanted nothing more that go in to his office and stab him with the dam letter opener he played with all through their meeting. Carrington's secretary came in and handed him the flight details, he was booked on the 10pm flight from Atlanta to London with an open return to use once the job was done. He checked his phone it was coming up to 5pm, he packed the papers and headed out to the gym for an hour to work out his anger before heading home and going to the airport. At 28 the high flying Carrington stood just under six feet with brown eyes and hair that was neatly trimmed and kept, under his suit Carrington bore a muscular body from his 5 work out's a week and running. His torso completely smooth from shaving except the patch of temptation that showed over the waistband of his underwear. The underside of his left bicep was etched with an eagle tattoo. One thing you can count on with Carrington was everyone noticed him in the room, half Mexican he had the looks that had people swooning in seconds. Carrington closed the door to the locker and collected his water to work out in the weights area, Joey his ex-boyfriend still stalked him by going to the same gym. Carrington noticed him running on the treadmill and looking immediately in his direction. He had severed all ties with Joey after getting so close to moving in. Fortunately he had found out that Joey had a wondering eye, hand, cock and arse whilst Carrington was out working earning his way to the top of IntecSolutions. Thankfully he managed to get through the workout avoiding Joey. Showered and changed he checked the weather app for the south of England to give him an idea of what to pack. He sent an email to Simon firstly apologising then informing him that he had to meet with him at lunchtime or after to discuss the share holding and that his flight arrives in to Heathrow at 10am, he left it to Simon to choose where to meet but it needed to be somewhere very private. Email sent he jumped in to the taxi and headed to Atlanta airport checking his email every 5 minutes for Simon's response, despite only meeting him the once he was in truth excited to meet him again, after all it is not every day he gets to sit down with a billionaire. At least he didn't have the CEO to contend with, he had noticed how wound up Simon got at the CEO's arrogance when talking to him. Carrington had no idea about Simon's sexuality and business was business so he would keep things on the low refraining from discussing personal matters that was usually the general chit chat that went on before getting in to the nitty gritty stuff. His aim was to keep Simon on side and to hold on to his shares, Carrington was opposed to the buy back and had to follow the corporate line or face the wrath of Jerry the CEO. Adam and Jamal sat on the sofa whilst Simon sat on the floor next to the fire leaning back against the armchair nursing a brandy. Jamal had finally found his voice in Adam's company and he happily listened to Simon and Jamal talk on about boarding school and their antics. It was evident to him that Jamal was a rascal albeit not entirely gay or sure about it, he would often waiver and avoid answering question he didn't want to. Simon studied them both hard and could clearly see something was developing between them, thankfully he had warned Adam not to press to hard on Jamal and let him make the move when he was ready. Simon looked at his phone noticing the email alert flash up and saw it was from the CFO of IntecSolutions. Unperturbed by what he read and deciding to deal with it later he put the phone down and poured fresh coffee for everyone. Jamal swung round on the sofa putting his legs across Adam's lap then wriggled his foot in Adam's face hinting for a foot massage. Simon chuckled at the way Jamal made himself at home getting comfortable, he looked over to Adam who was now delicately massaging Jamal's feet. Adam chatted away to Simon without a care in the world until the just after 1am when Simon announced he was heading off to bed. Adam and Jamal followed on going their separate ways and glancing at each other with a smile before disappearing in to the bedrooms. Jamal closed the door and held on to the handle for a moment resisting temptation, finally letting go of the handle and shying away he began to undress then went to the bathroom and cleaned his teeth. Adam paced around the bedroom several times looking at the door, he was so close yet he couldn't think of how to get over the final hurdle. Keenly aware of Simon's words not to push Jamal too quickly, he had to know if he ever really stood a chance. Determination in his eyes he strode over to the door opening it and walking towards Jamal's bedroom, without knocking he burst in to room and saw Jamal almost naked coming out of the bathroom. Jamal jumped at the door bursting open "Fuck what are you doing?" he asked looking shocked. Adam took a few steps inside "Are you going to be my boyfriend or not?" he asked abruptly. "Yes" Jamal replied sharply with a steely look. Adam stood there "Well... good" he replied going all tongue tied and walked out closing the door. Heaving a huge sigh of relief Adam leaned against the closed door for a moment and smiled then went back to his bedroom. Jamal stood there scratching his head asking himself if that really did happen and if so why did he walk off. Whatever whirlwind it was he now had a boyfriend, a smile grew on his mouth repeating the words 'I have a boyfriend' over and over quietly. Jamal chuckled at the almost angry way Adam burst in and asked point blank, he had no hesitation in his response. Now it was his turn he marched over to the door opening and closing it then along the landing and walked in to Adam's bedroom that was lit by only moonlight. He saw Adam sit up abruptly in bed. "God you gays are so demanding" Jamal said curtly walking over to the bed and getting in. Adam sat there grinning "No funny business I am tired" Jamal said snuggling down in the bed. "I have a headache anyway" Adam replied laying back down and turning his head towards Jamal. Jamal scoffed "You can stop using that excuse, you will put out when I need sex" he replied. "God we haven't been together five minutes and you are putting rules down" Adam replied grinning. Jamal turned on his side facing Adam "Yes" he replied "now kiss me goodnight?". "Stop with the demands you sound so fucking needy" Adam retorted sarcastically grabbing Jamal. Adam wasted no time and kissed Jamal pushing him on to his back and pinning him to the bed so he could kiss him real good. Jamal's response was immediate returning the kiss and copping a feel of Adam's pert arse cheeks at the same time. After several minutes they both burst out in fits of giggles and Jamal turned over pulling Adam's arm over his body so they could spoon. Adam kissing the back of Jamal's neck until they both fell soundly asleep. They woke hearing the clanking of cups and Conrad sprung upright reaching over Harry for his shorts, the sun was already warming their bodies, bursting out in laughter at the predicament of falling asleep outside naked. The housekeeper brought them coffee over reminding them the car was due to pick them up at 10am for the flight home. Conrad looked at his phone and messages then shrieked in joy telling Harry that Charlie was coming home tonight for the weekend. Simon was up and reading the email again when Felix walked in with his coffee. He managed to fire a response off telling Carrington that his driver would be at arrivals and bring him to the manor where he was welcome to stay. "Thanks Felix" Simon said looking up "I need you to pick up Carrington Rico from Heathrow at 10". "Sure" Felix replied noting down the flight number "Conrad is due back at 1pm at Gatwick" he reminded Simon. "Ah yes of course, bring Harry here as well since Moham will be coming tomorrow" Simon replied. It suddenly dawned on him that if Carrington stayed longer than one night he would be around during the sex party, he needed to get the meeting over with and get Carrington on his way as soon as possible. He vaguely paid attention to Carrington the first time they met, yeah he remembered how attractive the guy was but also the incredibly shrewd business mind that laid behind the good looks. Simon received a text from Conrad telling him Charlie was coming home, immediately he replied telling Conrad he would host a dinner for everyone. Jamal woke and twisted his body round giving Adam a peck on the lips getting up "Where you going?". "I have work to do" Jamal said putting his underwear on "Some of us have to work" he said leaving the room. Adam rolled on to his back smiling and falling asleep. Jamal showered and grabbed some shorts heading down to the kitchen, in his happy state he walked over and gave Beth a kiss on the cheek and grabbed a coffee whilst she made him a bacon sandwich. Simon walked in and asked Jamal to repaint the helipad on the grass, all he got was a big grin, a nod and a thumbs up stuffing his mouth with his sandwich. Simon informed Beth of their guest and asked her to prepare a room in the east wing which was away from the where the party would take place. Carrington woke bleary eyed with the stewardess bringing him his coffee, resetting his seat he could already see daylight through the electronically dimmed windows. He went to use the toilet and returned as breakfast was being served. Quickly he connected up to the Air-Fi service and retrieved his emails, one from Jerry and one from Simon, he smiled reading the response from Simon when one of the male stewards brought his cooked breakfast of omelette and bacon over. Carrington chuckled to himself watching the steward fumble around trying to keep his eyes off Carrington's biceps, for good measure he glanced up at the steward and flashed him a mischievous smile making the steward blush. He had a thing for younger pretty guys and the steward who looked just in his twenties was so his type, he could tell he had a pretty compact fit body under his uniform. Too easy he thought to himself, after all he liked guys who had a little fight in them and not so much of a pushover. The steward reappeared to clear his tray and helped packing things away ready for landing, Carrington rewarded him with another smile and a wink making the stewards day. Felix held the board up with Carrington's name on, quick introductions and they were on their way to the manor. The limousine turned on to Hibiscus drive and Carrington looked out of the window admiring the large family homes then spotting the manor he was gobsmacked at the size and privacy. 'Hibiscus Manor' Felix informed him coming to a stop, Carrington got out of the limo 'Dam and I thought we had big mansions' he said looking around at the sprawling manor. The doors opened and Simon appeared dressed in shorts and shirt like he was on holiday, suddenly Carrington felt completely overdressed with his suit and tie. He walked over to shake Simon's hand who studied him for a moment taking in how attractive and young looking he was for a CFO. "Thank you for letting me stay Simon" Carrington said kindly shaking his hand. Simon nodded "Well I am curious to this unexpected visit Carrington" he replied. "I am sorry we have to meet again in this way" Carrington said trying to express his apology. "Felix show Carrington up to his room, and get out of that dam suit" Simon told him chuckling. Adam bounded down the stairs dressed only in his boxers in search for a coffee at the same time Felix and Carrington entered the manor doors and stopped halfway down the stairs. Felix shook his head laughing "Adam we have a guest you might want to put some clothes on" he said. Simon walked in behind them grinning "Carrington this is Adam who is staying a few days". Carrington nodded "Hi" he said then turned to Simon "now I really feel overdressed" he laughed. Adam walked down the stairs "I need coffee" he said "where is Jam?" he asked Simon. "At the helipad" Simon replied waving his hand off in the direction. "Sorry about that" Simon apologised to Carrington "come down to the study when you are ready". Simon pointed towards the study and Felix took Carrington and his bags up to the room then headed off to Gatwick to collect Conrad and Harry. Adam walked in to the study with two cups of coffee handing one to Simon. "Where on earth did you find him?" Adam asked sitting at the desk opposite Simon. "Work related" Simon replied tapping at his keyboard "Invited him to stay and forgot about the party". "Oops" Adam replied chuckling "Clearly gay" he stated offering his observation. Simon grinned "You think?" he asked looking up at Adam. "Either that or he is fashion conscious about boxers" Adam replied "certainly had a good look at my tackle". Simon laughed "You think too much of yourself Adam" he replied "and that is why I like you". "Going to be quite a dinner tonight" Simon informed Adam sitting back in his chair. "I just saw Felix head off to collect Con and Harry" he replied "so who else besides Carrington?". "You, Jam and Charlie is joining us" Simon said happily. Adam smiled "Fantastic haven't seen Charlie since the you know episode" he said. "What about his bird?". "Away on holiday with her parents" Simon replied glancing at Adam. "Brilliant no women to ruin the night" Adam replied in relief "better go and see my boy, we ended up in bed together". Simon looked up "And that is news to me because?" he laughed shooing Adam off "take care of him Adam". Adam turned and smiled going through the study's French windows out in to the warm day, barefoot and still only in his boxers he wandered down the garden calling Jam's name. Carrington looked out of his bedroom window hearing the word Jam being called, he could just see a young guy cutting grass at what must double up as a helipad. He watched the figure of Adam walking across the lawn and around the flower beds then reappearing and walking up to the guy where they kissed. Carrington smiled and put on a pair of shorts and shirt to join Simon. "Have you just got out of bed?" Jamal asked being held in Adam's arms. "Yes" he replied hugging him tighter "had to come and see you" Adam replied. Jamal laughed "It is nearly lunchtime Adam" he said taking his t-shirt off. "Much better" Adam said watching him "you should garden like that it is so sexy". Jamal and Adam walked up to manor and in to the kitchen where Beth made them both a salad. Simon popped his head in asking Beth for coffee in the study and Jamal called over asking if he could use the pool later. Simon chuckled and nodded telling him to use it whenever he liked. Leaving he told them not to disturb him until the meeting had finished. Jamal looked at Adam "What meeting?" he asked purely as a curious reaction. "No idea" Adam replied. "Some American guy flew in to meet with Simon, seriously sexy but not as sexy as you". Jamal seemed not to be paying attention "He better not be" he replied smiling at Adam. Jamal went back to work and Adam joined him after putting on some proper clothes and tried helping but spent most of the time sitting on his backside watching Jamal. Simon and Carrington got down to business and spent a couple of hours talking. Felix arrived with Conrad and Harry, he saw the study door closed and ran over to go in and say hello to Simon, by the time Felix got inside Conrad was already throwing the study door open and bursting in on the scene. "I'm back" Conrad shouted then stopped "Oh" he stuttered "sorry I didn't know" he said going red in the face. Simon was glad of the breather and laughed "Welcome home Conrad, this is Carrington". "I'm so sorry Simon" Felix said rushing in and picking Conrad up in a fireman's lift. Carrington chuckled watching Conrad being flung over Felix's shoulder "Nice to meet you Conrad" he said. Conrad looked up and smiled being carried out "Conrad is my gardener" Simon offered in explanation. Carrington returned his focus to Simon "A bit young to be a gardener isn't he?" he asked. "Long story" Simon replied, he noticed a change in Carrington "Cut to the chase, what is this all about?". "Your share holding. I know you have been stockpiling on the quiet" Carrington said straight up. Simon chuckled "Are you not here to persuade me to sell them back to you?" he asked. "Yes" Carrington replied and leaned forward. "Can we go purely off the record, just us?" he asked. Simon nodded "Yes, tell me what is going on?" he asked a now nervous looking Carrington. "Don't sell them to anyone" Carrington pleaded, "Jerry is going to sell off parts of the company". "The little rat" Simon said angrily and standing up. "The other share holders are they aware?". "God no, I could lose my job over this Simon" Carrington replied. "I need you to raise a no confidence". Simon sat down in his chair looking at Carrington "A rat and a snake at the top" he said. "Call me what you like but if I raise it I will be out" Carrington replied, "he is ruining the company". Carrington watched Simon's silence "I deliberately held off buying 10% the other day" Carrington admitted. Simon chuckled "You wouldn't have got them anyway, I already swept up the available shares" he said. Carrington nodded "Jerry was mad hence why he sent me here to talk you in to selling". Simon was beginning to like the way Carrington worked "How much do you hold?" he asked Carrington. Carrington smirked and sat back "Only 10% and Jerry holds 15%" he replied. "IntecSolutions 20%". Simon leaned forward "You need to get Jerry to absolve his shares in to the company" he advised. "I know" Carrington replied "he won't until the price goes up so he can get a bigger pay out". Simon nodded "You know if he had left the operation here in the UK none of this would be happening". "Simon, he wants to reissue the shares in the US breaking the company up" Carrington reminded him. Simon leaned forward again "Are you siding with me on this?" he asked Carrington. "Yes, I have to" Carrington replied, "either way I am going to lose my job" he said residing the fact. Simon smiled "Yes you will, I want you as CEO" he said. "As of yesterday I own controlling stake". Carrington looked shocked "You do?" he asked. Simon nodded "You were not listed as purchaser" he stated. Simon laughed "You have a lot to learn Carrington, but yes I own 52% of the company now". Carrington shook his head "Jerry is going to hit the fan and I will get the wrath of it". "I will call a shareholder meeting on Monday and have him deposed" Simon informed Carrington. Carrington closed his laptop "I should book my flight and head back" he said standing up. "No" Simon gestured for him to sit down "we do the meeting together from here" he suggested. Carrington was about to protest. "And you will here as my guest until then" Simon said firmly. Carrington saw it was no use arguing plus he had decided to side with Simon not matter what happened. Their meeting continued but on a completely different level with Simon laying plans out for the company and treating Carrington like he was already CEO. Harry lost sight of Conrad who had sprinted off ahead of him in search of Jamal. By the time he caught up with Conrad he was already rolling around in the grass with Jamal laughing and hugging with him. Adam stood and swept Harry off his feet happy to see him, he could tell though that Harry was looking at Conrad and Jamal now play fighting. "You need to meet Jam" Adam said putting Harry down, "Looks strange but Jam is mine". Harry looked at him "You mean..." he started asking pointing to Jamal "you both?" he asked confused. Adam smiled "Yeah, that is why I came back here" he said, "to get him". Harry never realised Jamal and Conrad had stopped and stood behind him "So you are Harry!" Jamal said. Harry turned and looked at him then smiled "I can see why Con fucked with you" he said. Jamal chuckled "Why you want a bit of Jam?" he asked teasing Harry. Harry stood there nodding and smiling "Enough you two" Adam said intervening. Jamal smiled "Nice!" he said turning to Adam and kissing him. "See what happens when you leave me Con". Conrad stood smiling "Perfect choice Jam, Adam you make bad decisions" he said pulling a face. Before Harry even realised Conrad had bolted with Jamal on his heel calling him all sorts of names chasing around the garden yelling and screaming. They heard Beth shouting from the terrace 'No mud!'. Carrington and Simon both stood up and walked to the study windows and saw Jamal grab Conrad pulling him down on the grass. Jamal had Conrad on his stomach, his hand pushing down in to his shorts and rubbing his hole 'No stop, please Jam' he said in between fits of giggling 'I have a boyfriend' he said 'I love him' he pleaded unable to control his laughter all within ear shot of Harry who got emotional. Adam put his arm around Harry and kissed him on the head. Simon watched Carrington who had a big grin on his face "Bunch of misfits" Simon said. Carrington was so caught up in their antics "Cute misfits at that" he replied then panicked a little. Simon put his hand on Carrington's shoulder "Sorry I spoke out of term" Carrington said. Simon chuckled "Conrad is with Harry and Adam is with Jam" he said pointing to each one in turn. Carrington looked at Simon "Conrad is one dam cute guy" he said. Simon laughed "You will meet his twin brother Charlie later" he informed Carrington. Simon moved over to the sofa inviting Carrington to sit down and told him about Conrad and their very long history pointing to the all the photographs.

Why not go on PrEP? If not becoming poz is important to you, then don't trust someone's "paperwork" - it's only as good as some point prior to the actual test being done, for starters, and that's if you'd know whether the results shown are real or fake. I guarantee you I could, in half an hour's time, craft a realistic looking lab report that would clearly indicate the subject was HIV negative, even if the "subject" didn't really exist. If you don't want to become poz, YOU need to take responsibility for that, and get on PrEP if you're going to risk taking raw cock. Period. If you don't go on PrEP, then the fault is 100% on you if it happens - not "I was lied to", not "He promised he was safe", not "I thought I could trust him". Trust yourself and get protected.

Wonton is a Chinese delicacy: a small ball of meat or veg wrapped in a filo-like pastry, sealed with a twist which gives them their more colloquial name of lion's heads. I think they meant wanton. It's an easy mistake, but I do like the idea of getting it on in a bath of something yielding but edible... Oh, and it should be "be it known"... I do wish that when people come up with these pledges that they at least spellchecked them and then ran them over someone else for grammatical errors - otherwise I just can't take them seriously.

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_________________

I think my tongue was a little more in my cheek than you took it...

Part 2 - Dark room boogaloo The black guy banged on the door, ‘Hurry the fuck up kid, you’re gonna love this’. I wiped my eyes and face on the back of my arm and snorted back on the cum that had made it’s way into my sinuses when the long dicked guy had roughly pulled out of my throat. Still coughing I searched the floor for my Amyl, putting my hand through something cold, wet and sticky in the process, which I’m sure was someone elses cum. Without thinking I wiped the liquid of on my chest and got up of the sticky floor. I unlatched the door to find the black Adonis standing with his arms crossed, a small black fanny pack over his towel. ‘About fucking time, looks like you had fun in there, come on’. Motioning to the cum I’d wiped down my front and the erection I’m surprised I still had. Was I hard the entire time? He put an arm around my shoulders and led me down the hall, ‘How was it kid? You look like you had fun’. I cleared my throat as I let myself be directed to our next destination, my embarrassment from being seen nude earlier forgotten. ‘I guess, my throats abit sore though’. He stopped us outside a open doorway, nothing but darkened beyond. ‘Take another few big hits of the poppers, that’ll clear that shit up, more on the next one and hold it in’. He took the bottle from me as he saw me struggle to close it back up, my lungs full and my vision going slightly dark along the edges. He pressed the closed bottle back into my grip and told me to make sure I kept hitting it, before half leading half carrying me into the darkness. My enabling guide led me through the darkness, as sounds of other men doing various things around us filtered through my hazy mind, someone moaning ‘harder’, another ‘slow down’. The black guy took me deeper into it all until my legs made contact with something made of wood and he whispered in my ear, ‘Gonna lay you down kid, make sure you hit that bottle nice and deep for me’, before pushing me forward and over some padded surface at about waist height. His Hands ran down from my shoulders and over my back, taking hold of my cheeks with each hand and with spreading them apart with a squeeze. Getting the bottle back open I put it to my nose and inhaled slow and deep like in the hall, taking in a sharp breath as something warm and wet swept across my exposed hole. Awkwardly securing the lid back on in the lightlessness I struggled to hold in the fumes as the thing kept stroking my anus, pushing firmer and slowly relaxing my ass to gain entry, it was when releasing a shuddering breath I realized I was being rimmed for the first time. A deep moan escaped my lips as his tongue worked it’s way deeper into me, his palms on my cheeks and his thumbs pulling them apart as I could feel them digging into the sides of my hole. My hole getting wetting by the second as a rivulet of saliva began running down my taint, huffing poppers the only thing on my mind along with the new sensation and slight pain as my guide worked his thumbs into my drool sloppy hole, his hands shifting on my cheeks to allow his thumbs to push in deeper with his tongue. Taking another deep hit of my poppers I felt him pull back, one hand releasing my right check and the other shifting more towards the middle to jam his thumb in deeper, my body tensing and a hiss coming from between my clenched teeth as his thumbnail scratched my insides, he worked his thumb back and forth, pressing down against my prostate. Other hands found my arms and sides, stroking my back, shoulders and neck. The hot black guy removed his thumb and I felt two fingers press against my saliva slicked hole, roughly pushing in and stretching my ring. He worked his fingers around inside me, I could feel a finger nail of something scratch my insides as he harshly pressed and stroked my insides, a burning sensation starting to build as I squirmed and winced. “Ow hey that’s starting to burn abit” I complained, attempting to push myself up off my stomach, the various hands stroking my body held me down, one of the hands taking a firm hold on the back of my neck, a third finger being worked up my stretched ring as my guide responded. “Stay put kid and keep hitting those poppers. Just a little warming lube to loosen you up yeah?” As he said his last word he thrust his 3 fingers to the knuckles, causing me to let out a pain shout and clenching around his thick digits. “Just fucking relax bitch” He growled as he yanked the fingers from my tender hole, my hole continuing to burn lightly as despite the hurt I missed the sensation the fingers provided. One of the hands ran down my arm until he found my hand and took the bottle of poppers, the hand disappeared from my neck and I smelt the strong smell I’d been huffing before a hand found my hair, yanking my head up and a towel pressed to my face. The first breath through the towel taking me off-guard as the pure strong smell of amyl hit my senses like nothing I’d ever experienced, my eyes rolling back behind my closed eyes and my body going numb, the floating feeling like laying face down on a hammock. Distantly I felt someone spit on my hole and fingers rammed themselves back inside me, the sudden pain cutting through the numbness for a moment before the deep burning started again. Each deep breath through the towel pulling me deeper into myself, only connected to my body by the heat in my anus, the feeling of something scratching my insides as he pressed again my insides and the growing need for more. My next breath sucked in almost clear air, the smell of sweat, musky and lingering traces of amyl assaulting my senses as my face is freed of the towels fumes. The hair in my hand yanked my head up further, drool running down my chin from my open mouth as something pressed again my cheek, then my nose and finally found my mouth. Before I had a chance to process that it was a dick it was already insistently pressing at my throat and causing me to gag loudly, my hands found legs before me and pushed against them, the pelvis before me just pressing harder until my nose was pressed against his pubes, already wet with what smelled like lube and something else. He held me there, cock lodged down my throat as my chaperone spread his fingers inside me, I tried to scream from the sudden stretching pain but the cock blocked the sound just as well as it blocked the air I desperately needed. Both my holes were suddenly empty, coughing and sputtering as I dragged in each breath, my ass frantically clenching around the phantom feeling of fingers as the need to have the back grew like a wildfire, hand still gripping my hair I felt a cock brush against my lips. As I opened my mouth to suck on the head I felt someones legs against my own and a chest against my back, then I heard the black guys voice next to my ear. “Time for the real thing kid” His cock pressing again my hole, my mind screamed at me through the fog to make sure he’s safe, “Ow fuck, c..condom?” his cock pressed harder as his tip was pushing the limits of what my ring could take. He scoffed, “Yeah sure kid” and with a shove I felt a sharp sting in my ring and he was inside me, first just his head and I’d felt like I’d been torn open. I opened my mouth to scream and it was jammed full of cock before I had the chance, tears ran down my face as I screamed and sobbed around the dick causing me to gag as it found it’s way down my throat. The shaft stretching my ass kept pressing forward, each inch feeling like I was being split in half as I slapped and pushed at the thighs in front of me, finally I felt his powerful legs and groin press again my backside with a hard thrust, another sharp pain as the head of his cock forced something deeper to shift and make room. Using his weight against my body to keep my down he found my arms and forced them back to my sides, holding them in his strong hands against the padded surface as he pulled back, slowly exiting my ass before slamming his hips back down and working up a slow but hard rhythm. The guy in my throat thrusting hard and deep repeatedly before pulling back just enough for me to steal half a breath before forcing me back down his shaft. “ Watch the fucking teeth” he said angrily, earning me a slap to the side of the head and a harsher tug of my hair. They worked my holes for their please, not matching a rhythm like in the porno’s I’d come to love but just brutal thrusts that pulverized any resistance and fight I had left. When I stopped crying out around the cock in my mouth every time he pounded my ass he found a new angle to make it hurt again and when I stopped gagging around the dick making itself home in my throat he found a new way to make me choke and massage his head. The guy in front wrapped his free hand around my throat, choking me tighter around his dick as he made short balls deep thrusts, using my throat like a flesh jack as he starved me for air. With one last push he jammed his throbbing dick as far as it would reach and grunted above me, unloading down my throat and straight down my esophagus, my drool and slobber running down my chin and his balls. I was so starved of air that when he pulled out and leg go of my hair, my head just dropped, hanging over the end of the bench, wheezing in breath after ragged breath between coughing up cum and drool. My guide behind me must have picked up the pace while my consciousness was fading as he was leaning all his weight on my arms and fucking my ass like a piston. I could feel the pain and burning in my ass like it was a memory in my daze, the loud slaps of his hips against my cheeks and my own whimpers and yelps echoing in my mind. It hurt and I wanted it to stop, I didn’t want it like this, this pain and humiliation. Despite the pain and my numbing arms, I knew I was pushing back, mumbling for more. I felt like I was flying, like being drunk, snorting amyl and smoking weed all at once. I knew I hated this but not why I craved it so much more. With a loud deep grunt he slammed balls deep, the throbbing of his shaft almost lost in the burning heat and soreness of my insides, releasing my arms I felt his sweaty weight rest on top of me once again, a hand finding my mouth “Fuck. You did good kid, here suck on these”, three finger not waiting for me to comply but just forcing themselves into my mouth, my taste buds assaulted with what I can only guess was my ass with something acidic, not even the hint on lube. To be continued..

I had the most incredible sex last weekend. If it hadn't happened to me, I wouldn't have believed it. I was about to leave work last Friday and decided to check online to see if there was anything worth fucking. I checked the local chat room and found several prospects, one of whom caught my eye. He was my type: mid-40s; 6'3"; 225; ex-football player; hairy chest and butt; 7 inches. He wanted to play and get fucked before his wife and son got home. Only thing was—he didn't have a pic. That usually constitutes an automatic "No No." But I was I was feeling extra horny and decided to swing by. Was I in for a surprise! Contrary to my expectations, he was much better-looking than he'd described—a brick shithouse with a muscular build, furry chest, mustache, and a day's worth of facial growth—a hot looking Daddy to be sure! He answered the door dressed only in shorts and ready to play, escorted me to the couch, got me a beer, and almost tore off my clothes! While he went down on me, I flicked his Nips, and felt my way down to his Shaft—not as long as mine but definitely a Keeper. I reached behind to his hairy Ass. His furry Butt seemed to tremble as I explored his Anus. I lubed a couple of fingers with spit and pushed in to see how receptive he'd be to fucking. The Dude seemed hungry enough. I sunk my fingers in to the knuckle. When he came up for air, I raised his cumly legs to my shoulders, and spit on his Mancunt to make it more hospitable. Just as I was about to take the plunge, he suggested I wear a Condom. Now what's the sense of that? I told him to try and take my Cock first since he hadn't been fucked in ages. I slowly let my bare Cock slide up his Ass, and—Boy—did he wiggle and squirm! I started off slowly to let him get adjusted and hungrier for more. Works every time. Get 'em used to you before you start bruisin' and abusin'. Once he was primed, I went in for the Kill—pounded his Hole like he there was no tomorrow. He loved submitting to a guy bigger than he. You could tell he had been yearning to let his Bottom Side hang out. The closer I got, the more impudent my thrusts, till I blew my Charged Load. The idea of breeding this married Dude on own couch sent me over the edge. He felt me spasm and clenched up to stop me. That never works. He asked me if I'd Cum? "Yes," I nodded. He seemed OK with that, no doubt ASSuming I was NEG. I wrapped my lips around his Rod; and seconds later his hot, creamy Load slid down my throat. We settled back onto the couch with our beers, and he said his son would soon be home. As I dressed, he remarked, crestfallen, that he'd hoped I'd stick around. "Won't that be awkward for your Boy?" "No. I'd like to see you fuck him" I was floored, but the suggestion got me rock hard. In walked the Kid in shorts and tee, sweaty from the gym. At 21, he was drop-dead gorgeous—6', 200, chiseled face and bod, dark hair, and slight body hair. You could tell he shaved more than his face or he'd have been a Man's Man like his Dad. Dad introduced us and called him over. I tried to zip up, but Dad positioned Junior over my Crotch and told him suck my Meat. A little shy at first, he did as he was told. Daddy helped peel off his sweaty underwear. Nice Cock on Junior, too—longer than his Dad's—but not as thick. His Ass was a perfect Bubble Butt, and you could tell one place he didn't shave—thick and furry—like his Old Man. After he'd scarfed Dad's Ass Juices off my Cock (little did he suspect where It'd been a few moments before), Dad turned his progeny around, confronting me with the sweetest "Virgin" Rosebud (any Pussy that is NEG is "Virgin" to me). I'd plied his Mancunt same as I'd done his Dad, but figured I didn't have to beat around the bush, so I went in for the Kill. The Kid was a bit taken aback when I plowed my diseased Shaft up his Ass in one abrading thrust, but Dad had obviously tutored the Boy well and reassured him it was okay. "Just let the Nice Man fuck you, P.J," was his phraseology. I wasn't gonna last long with the Kid, so when I was ready to shoot I gave his Dad a wink and released my POZ Jizm deep inside P.J's NEG Gut. Likewise Daddy shot what may have been the last NEG Load of his Queer Career down Junior's throat. After we finished, we let the Youth sit down, and I went down on him as Daddy jerked him into my waiting mouth. As I dressed I told them what a hot time I'd had and how I'd like to do it again someday soon. Daddy walked me to the door as P.J. sat there fucked and filled and smiling from ear to ear. I gave him my number, and he told me he'd call me the next time wifey was out of town. Glancing at Junior, I replied I'd really like that. What I really meant was, how incredibly hot it would be to POZ both Dad and Son and, indirectly, Mommy, too!

My pig side is definitely returning despite the COVID-19 risk. After my escapades at the beach I’ve definitely been hungry for more. Sunday evening I texted one of my fuck buds to see if he was available. He’s what I call my preloader. He’s always desirous and willing to fuck my ass so I used to take advantage of him to preload my ass before going to communion or other sex parties. It was great to arrive already with a load up my ass. Sunday night I just wanted raw, dirty, anonymous sex. After I got my load from him I headed to cruise the park. With the virus I’ve definitely noticed an uptick in the amount of cruising happening in the parks. They were quite a few guys out but I was drawn to this older black guy with grey dreadlocks. Probably because he had this big floppy dick hanging out of his unzipped pants. I felt it’s substantial girth and weight in my palm before getting down on my knees to open my mouth up as wide as I could. As his dick grew harder, he took control of my head to force it deeper in my mouth. After a while, I shifted to a squatting position pulling down my gym shorts to expose my ass. I was hoping he wasn’t just looking for a blow job. Luckily he wasn’t and after stroking my cheeks and fingering my hole, he bent me over a water fountain and started to shove his way into my post COVID-19 tight ass. He blew while telling me that I had a good pussy for black dick. With two loads in me, I decided to check out the bathrooms. They are filthy and disgusting; mainly used by the homeless but guys do fuck in there. I walked in to find a masked Latino guy with his shirt and pants undone hanging out in one of the stalls. He beckoned me to join him and once I did, he didn’t waste any time. I didn’t even need to suck him! He had one of those uncut solid dicks that’s like a log. No taper to it. While fucking me he kept on asking me “do you like it? “ until he spurted his wad into me. I was hoping for one more before I needed to head home to at least get five hours of sleep before work. I ran into a sweet black guy with glasses that enjoyed my hole for a while but didn’t cum. I swear after this whole thing is over I’m going to be an open hole for an entire year to get all the dick I’ve lost during the pandemic!

Until they leave their country they are all straight. Homosexuality is outlawed in most middle eastern countries.

sucked off on the top of a double-decker bus! 🤪

Me too. One if my favs

I'm bi and married to a woman. For a long time in my teens and early 20's, I questioned whether I was actually gay and just didn't want to accept it, but my love of pussy and the female form in general just kept me going back. I love dick and all things about BB man sex but I could never have a romantic relationship with a man, I'm just here for the cocks and cum.

Having been through this as a partner and carer, don't jump to conclusions about the ultimate diagnosis or treatment. You'll need various imaging and biopsy results to arrive at a Gleason score (clinical staging) and if a prostatectomy is needed you'll get pathologic staging to better understand where you are. It's not uncommon for the pathologic to be different to the clinical staging. Regarding the nerves on either side of the gland, there may be no invasion of the nerve by cancer cells so don't borrow trouble and wait for the test results. It's far too early to know your situation yet. If you have surgery they'll tell you it can take 18 months to see what erectile function you're capable of. Viagra (oral) and Trimix (injections) are often prescribed post recovery to assist. You're on the second page of a book and jumping to the last page without knowing the story in between. Take a breath and don't leap to any conclusions, you've got time to work through it all and see where you are.

I think there's significant merit to this point of view. I sometimes cage my cock because some men enjoy knowing my cunt is the only sex organ they need to deal with. I say sometimes because most men aren't interested in a cock they can't get to or see. I know that a caged and therefore useless dick is different to a removed one, but I think the lesson in how it narrows the fuck pool is the same for both. I'd assert, with some confidence, that the fuck pool of men for a dickless bottom would be even smaller than for a caged one. Given my experience, I think it would significantly narrow the fuck pool and without the option of increasing it by just removing the cage.

When a guy gets all statistic-ey it makes my brain hard. 😉

I have been off PrEP since March and I'm on the fence of going back on PrEP. I have been going to parks causing and taking loads and scared shit of becoming Poz.

I might not taken the pledge but I have live by it and will continue to.

"Looking up at Ivan, he had a sweet, yet evil smile on his face." K C said. "I could feel his pierced cock at the entrance to my ass and without warning, he thrust himself inside. Already, the assault was breaking blood vessels as he thrust inch after inch of his diseased cock, causing further pain, but I knew with that pain, my hole was becoming fertile ground for the AIDS he'd deliver. Ivan was deeper in me than any man had been and still had 2" more to fill me with. Soon enough, I felt Ivan's balls against my ass cheeks and he took my legs and wrapped them around his waist and began fucking me. While he clearly fucked with the intention of infecting me, there was a tenderness that I found surprising and the look on his face was one of contentment. The pain I'd felt during penetration was gone and I now felt blissfully filled and instinctively, I worked my buttmuscles to give both us us maximum pleasure. I was barely able to make out Mickey, kneeling behind Ivan, face buried in his ass, eating frantically and knowing how happy the 3 of us were enhanced the scene. Maybe 10 minutes later, I felt Ivan's cock throb as he started pounding my ass again." His face contorted, Ivan proclaimed, "I'm cumming...infecting you!" Eight times, Ivan's cock spasmed, sending volleys of his AIDS seed deep in my ass. In my mind, the scorpion on Ivan's cock was alive, filling me with venom. "Don't worry, I take viagra so I stay hard and don't need to pull out and you'll be getting 2 more loads of poison from me. Three loads is my standard pozzing procedure because as they say, 'third time is the charm.' Although, one guy was too sore after the first breeding and yet, he still tested poz. K C, you have an amazing ass! So tight, wet, warm and so fuckin responsive! Ready for round 2, guys. Mickey, get your tongue back in my ass! You eat it like a condemned man having his last meal!" "Rounds 2 and 3 went much as the 1st round, but there seemed to be a growing connection. I couldn't be sure if Ivan was meshing with Mickey and myself on a personal level or if it was just him knocking me up." K C said. With a final, brutal thrust, Ivan announced, "Load 3! Fucked and pozzed!" Pulling out of my ass, Ivan's cock was coated with his cum, my assjuices and some of my blood. Mickey licked it clean and shared it with me in a kiss. "There's fresh blood on the cloth! We both did good!" Reaching into his knapsack, Ivan took out a buttplug, twirled it around the bit of his venom at my hole and pushed it inside me. "Don't remove this until tomorrow and it should come out clean. We'll use it on Mickey tomorrow night! I've done a lot of fucking in my life, most of it not infecting, but overall, K C, your ass is in the top 10 list! I'll text Boris to come get me. Any comments or questions while we wait?" "Of course, tonight was wonderful and actually beyond my expectations." K C said. "Just as you said, the initial penetration was painful, making my ass fertile ground and while you did fuck to infect, it felt like you were sharing a part of you, unless I'm reading more into this than what actually happened." "You're absolutely right and I never realized it until you pointed it out!" Ivan said with a broad grin. "Every time I've pozzed a guy, it was to infect and nothing more, no emotional connection, just ass and cock. With you, it's like you were giving yourself to me, asking for something within me and when I gave it to you, you gave me something in return. Don't worry, Mickey, I'm expecting the same from you and I know you won't disappoint!" "If you don't mind and it's not prying, I have a question." Mickey chimed in. "How did you get into pozzing guys? The very concept of gifting is quite intriguing." "Nobody's ever asked me that before and until tonight, I had no reason to discuss it." Ivan confessed. "This goes back to Theo's visit. After he bred me, that first night, he told me how Bob pozzing him created a bond between them and that they were a friends with benefits couple, free to fuck around with other men. Knowing I'd come down with the fuckflu, I asked Theo run my shop and have Bob come down and stay with us. Bob was on a flight the next day and seeing him in the flesh, he did look like he could be my older brother. For the next few nights, both Theo and Bob fucked me and a few weeks later, when my fuckflu hit, Bob looked after me and Theo ran my store. When I felt well enough, Theo put a scorpion tat on my cock and the same on Bob and that became our Family Crest and I promised no other man would get that ink. A few weeks later, a cute twink came in for a tramp stamp, a picture of a pig with CUM written across in black lettering. Holding a mirror, I showed him the finished project and said that should get results. 'Hardly the results I'm looking for! Every top in this fuckin town is either neg and on prep or poz and undetectable! What's a chaser to do to get knocked up?' Having seen a tease of his hot ass, I dropped my shorts and told him to chase here! His eyes lit up and he said, 'If you're serious, just say when and where!' I advised him to let his ink heal and we could do it in the apartment above my shop, but there'd be no turning back. Sure enough, 2 weeks later he was in my sling begging to be knocked up. After 3 weeks, he was down with the bugflu and an OraQuick test confirmed it. I told him to come to my shop when he felt better and we'd do something to celebrate his new status. I was itching to try something new with my hair and I told my guy to dye it neon blue with red tips. The twink comes back to my shop and I offer a free tat that could act as a billboard for my pozzing services. He asked for a scorpion tat in his dick like mine, but I tell him that's reserved for family. I suggest a bio haz above his pubes and he says it should be the colors of my hair, which is now my signature. He bought 3 more chasers to me and I found that pozzing guys gave me a thrill. Of course, tonight was beyond thrilling." Just then, his phone chirped. "Boris is here!" Mickey used his phone to open the gates and he walked Ivan downstairs. "I loved the look on K C's face when you were in him ballsdeep. Hoping to have the same look on my face tomorrow!" "Oh, you will!" Ivan assured him as he walked out the door to the awaiting car. The next night was pretty much the same, this time with Mickey getting 3 loads of Ivan's venom. After plugging Mickey's hole, K C led Ivan downstairs where Boris awaited. Back upstairs the 2 of them rolled around in bed, passionately kissing until they were exhausted and fell asleep. Ironically, 18 days later they both woke up to what had to be a fuckflu...sheets soaked in sweat, high fever, swollen glands, puking...the works. As instructed, they sent a text to Boris and OraQuick tests confirmed they were both poz. Boris drove them to Ivan's house and cared for them. Once they were well enough. he drove them to the back entrance of Ivan's shop where they got their tats. To be continued

I'm thinking of nipple and prince albert piercing and I need some advice about how it feels to have one, every-day things that you need to know and if u think it would look nice on me 🙂

If you think parking your arse on his face and telling him would be too much, show him and let him feel your tongue eating him. Personally, they don't call me RIMBO for nothing!

Valid point, but just because "you know" someone, doesn't mean he's being honest either. Or, in the alternative, that he even knows (perhaps he thinks he's negative but hasn't actually been tested in a few years). That's not to say that you need to ask for a condom from everyone. But I wouldn't for one moment consider the fact that I know someone as a reason to take his word that he's negative or undetectable.

"K C's card was the 10 of diamonds and mine was the 7 of clubs." Mickey said. "I wished K C luck and said I'd enjoy watching. That's when Ivan chimed in, saying since we were lovers, I shouldn't be a mere spectator!" "Together, we walked upstairs to our bedroom, where we all got naked, the 3 of us hard." K C said. "Up close, Ivan's cock was more than impressive and as it throbbed, the scorpion on his shaft seemed alive! Would you like to use my toothbrush to rough up the insides of my hole?" Ivan squeezed K C's ass. "Ordinarily, that's what I do, but in the brief time I've been with you men, I think this should be more intimate. Unless you have any objections, I'll use my teeth to open a few blood vessels. My PA will also do some tearing and being that spit is the only lube you'll get, the initial penetration will be rough and painful. That's what I call making fertile ground. Again, with you there's a need for intimacy, so once I'm balls deep in you, I'll give you a fuck you'll enjoy until I'm close to climax and then, I won't be as gentle!" Reaching into his knapsack, Ivan pulled out a black towel and a large white cloth with multiple bloodstains. "So far, this is the blood of 10 men I've knocked up. Between tonight and tomorrow, it'll make an even dozen!" He put the towel and the cloth on the bed. "K C, get on the bed, on your back and suck my toxic cock while I literally eat your neg ass! Mickey, get next to K C and do what feels right!" The 2 men followed instructions and Ivan got on top of K C in the 69 position. K C's mouth engulfed Ivan's cock, slobbering all over it, while Ivan planted his face in K C's ass. Licking his crack, he found it quite tasty and it had been Ivan's experience that a tasty ass was always a fuckable ass. Inserting his tongue, he could feel K C's buttmuscles responding and his juices flowing. Mickey gently worked K C's nips. It was a scene of carnal bliss. Using his hands to spread K C's buttocks, Ivan buried his face in the sweet black hole and bit down twice. The taste of blood was unmistakable and the ground was now fertile. "Let the breeding begin!" He exclaimed, as he left K C's ass and removed his spitsoaked cock from K C's mouth. To be continued

Reaching over Tim, K C squeezed Mickey's thigh. "With our decision made, we went to our bedroom where we fucked each other repeatedly, to complete exhaustion, our last fucks as neg men, even if conversion took time." He said. "The next day was filled with excitement and anticipation and while we playfully felt each other up, there was no fucking. After dinner, we both did thorough cleanings. Ivan called at 9:30 to let us know he was on his way and that his assistant, Boris would be dropping him off. The doorbell rang shortly before 10:00 and Mickey went with me to greet our guest. Dressed in white shorts and a white tee, at 6' weighing 170#, covered in tats, with piercing blue eyes and a blond buzzcut, Ivan cut a fine figure. He carried a black knapsack." "We ushered him into the parlor and the 3 of us sat where we're sitting right now and we exchanged handshakes." Mickey said. "I thanked him for agreeing to this and told him how excited we both were. Reaching into his knapsack, Ivan took out 2 OraQuick tests, saying 'it's best to make sure we're both neg' K C and I each swabbed our cheeks and Ivan set a timer on his phone. Ivan suggested we 'get acquainted while we wait'" K C chimed in and said. "Ivan, at the risk of prying, how did you get knocked up? Were you chasing, stealthed or just the luck of the draw? 'I need to give you the backstory' Ivan said. 'The man who gave me my start in the business was an older bear by the name of Theo and to describe him as merely hairy is an understatement. In short order, we became coworkers and friends with benefits. Both of us shameless barebackers and versatile, not to mention a dislike for monogamy, life was good. Fast forward a few years, I wanted a shop of my own and the last thing I wanted was to be competition, so I looked for a shop out of state. The ad for the shop I own now caught my eye and because the current owner had suffered a stroke, he was eager to make a deal if I approved. I drove down the next day, taking my books with me and he was impressed with my work. Next, his wife drove to the shop with me and everything seemed to be in good condition. Back at the owner's place he told me that I could expect a fair amount of steady work from the biker crowd and when I told him I'm gay, he said it shouldn't be an issue. I wrote out a check for the deposit and squeezed his shoulder to seal the deal. Two weeks later, I was back with a certified check and the lease was now in my name. Unexpectedly, the sign didn't cost me anything, because the guy wanted to get into ink, ass well as into my pants. Theo and I parted on good terms and we'd kept in touch through e-mail and the occasional phone call. Getting up in years, Theo decided to sell the shop and retire. Just about a year ago, Theo calls and asks if he can come down for a visit in the next few days. I tell him there's room in my bed and in my ass and we agree on him visiting in 2 days. Theo walked into my shop 2 nights later, just as I was finishing a tribal design on one of my biker regulars. I explained to him how Theo gave me my start and I wanted him to see it, so the guy showed it to him, complimenting me on my usual fabulous work. Theo said he was proud as I wrapped the guy's arm, collected my fee and gave him the cleaning supplies. Something had changed in Theo. His gut was gone and it was now solid muscle. Needless to say, I liked what I saw. Locking up the shop, I took Theo to grab a burger and then back to my place. Once inside, I told him he was looking good and asked if he was feeling nostalgic or there was another reason for his visit. He shocked me when he said it was partly nostalgic, but also business. Theo, as hairy as you are there's only one place for ink on your body and that would be your cock! I nearly fell to the floor when he said I was right. Then, he says he wants a scorpion there. I got beer for the 2 of us and Theo told me the reason. Having deprived himself of a proper vacation for too many years, he decided to go to Provincetown for a 2 month stay. The owner seemed nice when they spoke on the phone and said he'd enjoy the company, since most guests only stayed for the weekends. Provincetown, being a gay Mecca, Theo had hopes for a slutcation and he wasn't to be disappointed. Arriving when most if not all the guests were at dinner, Theo rang the doorbell. Never one to be ashamed of his fur, he'd removed his tanktop and tucked it in the waistband of his shorts. Seconds later, the owner answered the doorbell, dressed in skimpy white shorts and a t-shirt adorned with a bright red bio haz. The owner said 'WOOF', Theo said 'OINK' and they hugged. 'I'm Bob, and this is my cottage of lust! You must be Theo. There's been a last second change in your accommodations. For tonight at least, you'll be sleeping in my bed, that is if we sleep at all! If you're not satisfied, the room you've booked will be available starting tomorrow.' Theo tells me that Bob could be my older brother and then he takes his phone and shows me a pic. I see a definite resemblance and the, he shows me a pic of a fat cock, saying 'This is the cock that pozzed me!' Again, he asks if I'll do a scorpion tat on his cock and I agree on the condition that he uses that cock to poz me!" Just then, the timer on Ivan's phone dings and he looks at the tests. Congratulations, you're both neg..for now!" Reaching into his knapsack, he extracts a deck of cards and fans them out. "Each of you pick a card and high card goes first!" To be continued

My name is Lee, I’m 36, 5’10”, average build, and I’m told I’m very handsome. I have been a prude sexually most of my life. I was a church kid growing up, then joined the military at 18. I didn’t lose my virginity until my early 20's, being too afraid to get caught under DADT. Even after I started having sex I didn’t sleep around, only having sex with men that I was dating. That being said, despite my prudish past I’d always hated condoms. To me it killed the mood when you had to stop to put a condom on, and I hated the lack of closeness condoms injected into sex. I finally had my first hookup at the age of 26 when I moved across the country to a new city, but the guy developed feelings for me and I swore them off off for years after that. Things were much the same when I met my only true long term boyfriend, Kyle. I knew Kyle from Recon, a site I’m sure many of you are familiar with. We’d chatted off and on for over a year, but he was friends with the guy I’d hooked up with, so I avoided meeting him in person even though we shared a lot of the same fetish interests. He finally asked me out and I relented, and just like so many others I made Kyle wait a long time before we had sex. But sex with Kyle was different. Unlike every other guy I’d been with, he never asked for a condom and I never asked him to put one on. From the first time he fucked me and filled me with his cum I knew I would never go back to condoms. During Kyle and I’s almost 4-year relationship we both remained active in the fetish community, attending events like MAL and IML, maintaining profiles on Recon, and having playtime with other kinky guys (almost always unprotected). Kyle introduced me to his fetishes, which included fisting, and he started stretching my hole to try to fist me. During this time, I met a guy named Ryan on Recon, and he introduced me to the site that would change my life for good: Breeding Zone. At first I only read the General Bareback section, and the stories were enough to get me off. However, I always saw the Bug Chasing and Chem Sex sections staring back at me, though I couldn’t bring myself to read them. Things changed once Ryan sent me a link to a story on Breeding Zone in the Gift Giving section, despite my misgivings on the topic I read the story and I was more turned on than I had been in years. I was hooked. At first I read the Gift Giving stories, but I eventually graduated to the Chem Sex stories which turned me on even more. I had introducted Kyle to Breeding Zone as well, and he knew I was turned on by these stories, but we ended our relationship before we could explore them. After my breakup with Kyle I wasn’t feeling as prudish, but I knew deep down that I had turned into a bug chaser, so I avoided sex for quite a while. Finally, I knew that wasn’t a long term solution, and PrEP was becoming more widely available, so I went to my doctor and got a prescription. I took it dutifully for over 2 years, but deep down I knew I still hungered for a poz guy to own my hole. Separately, I had also been trying to take a fist since I was with Kyle, and since poppers weren’t enough for me to open up, I was convinced I was going to need chemical assistance to take my first fist. Enter Pup, a very sexy, poz, mid-30’s friend of mine. Pup and I started chatting on Scruff right around the same time I began taking PrEP, when I was finally more comfortable chatting with poz guys. Pup was partnered at the time and undetectable, which made me feel safe even though it was just chat, and we developed a good long distance friendship (he lives in a southern state almost 1,000 miles away from me). Last year he told me that he and his partner had split, but the more interesting thing to me was that Pup was into fisting, and he informed me that he had gotten into PNP. I told him about my frustration with not being able to take a fist, and he assured me that PNP would allow my hole to open up once and for all. However, he also informed me that if I played with him he only slammed. Regardless of this fact I knew I had to try it. He also made sure that I knew he was positive, and there was still a small possibility that I could be infected if we played. I assured him I was aware of the risks and I was fine with them. Pup and I chatted for months about meeting, and we finally agreed in January of this year on a date: Easter weekend. I was nervous but I knew that I needed to meet him. I genuinely liked the guy and he was going to help me fulfill my fisting desires. I made sure I was clear with him ahead of time that I only was going to PNP to get fisted, and he agreed. Other than that we didn’t discuss too many particulars of what our weekend together would entail. I got on a plane after work on the Thursday before Easter and flew to his city, and took an Uber to his apartment. He had a friend of his let me into the apartment, and he gave me some instructions to prepare for the weekend. I followed his instructions, but once he got home I think he could tell I was nervous, so we agreed to hold off on PNP until the next day so we could get to know each other better. We went to a sex toy store and picked up some supplies, and then he fucked me before we passed out for the night. The next day we had a short conversation about limits. “How do you feel about having other guys join us? I have another guy that wants to fuck you.”, he told me. “I don’t know if I’m comfortable with that just yet. It’s a fantasy of mine, but I’m really just here to take my first fist.”, I replied. “How about we play it by ear?”, he asked. “That works for me.” “What are you most concerned about with slamming, boy?” “I just want to make sure I get sleep, and that I take my PrEP.” “I’ll make sure you get sleep, boy, but your PrEP is your responsibility”, he responded, quickly ending the exchange. After that he told me it was time to slam, and he explained the entire process of what was happening as he fixed our slams. “Get your phone out, boy. You’re going to want this on video.” “Are you sure? I’m not sure I want this on my phone.” “Trust me, in a few minutes you won’t care, and you’re going to want to watch this later.” Though I was hesitant I agreed to record it. I was so nervous I was already tingling all over as he tied the tourniquet around my arm and prepared to insert the needle. “This is just a small slam, .20.”, he explained as he showed me his own slam for comparison, which contained over twice as much. “Get the camera ready, boy.” I started recording. I saw the register, the red tinged liquid disappeared, and he snapped the tourniquet off of my arm. What followed was unlike anything I’d experienced in my life up until that moment. Most people on here describe a warm feeling after a slam, for me it felt opposite. It felt like a chill was spreading throughout my body (but in the best possible way) and Pup took my phone from me to film my reaction. I was euphoric beyond my own comprehension, and had trouble even forming words for a few minutes. Suddenly my inhibitions had melted away. Pup started questioning me. “What do you want, boy?” “I want to take my first fist”, I answered. Pup shut off my phone and kept asking me questions. “You want me to invite some other guys to try out your hole, boy?” “You can invite anyone you want, Sir.” “You haven’t earned the right to call me Sir, call me Pup.”, he growled. I stammered an apology, and he asked a few more questions that are kind of fuzzy to me now. But then he asked a question I didn’t expect, and that I’ll never forget, “You’re a bugchaser, aren’t you, boy? You want to get pozzed this weekend?” To be continued…

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

I've had a guy on here send me a convoluted, unsolicited message 'assuming' I could help him out with restoring his complex and expensive live-style, whatever. Helping him move to like Mexico City from like somewhere in the US... all seemed absurd and wishful thinking. I never answered. Saw that he was banned later from this site... Locally, I see young punks making 'needy requests' wanting Ubers paid for and what not.

lmao... i think it's funny, that the guy is being ironic. i also suspect those who think it a "power pose" are prolly right too, since he has a pic and the one thing he does fill in is he is "athletic" and his stats. i wouldn't respond either way, Adonis complex is a total turn off to me, i don't give a fuck (literally) how good looking one is. If a guy is that turned on by himself, he should be content to fuck himself.

Who's finally going to convert me?

Pfffrrtttt! I love the smooth Irish guys pumping echoes of my ancestors up inside me. Sure, I love the dark and hairy guys, oh you know I do, but I live for feeling my ancestor's DNA singing as it's pumped deep in my cunt.

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!

I have definitely fantasized about it from time to time. Carrying another man's DNA for 9 months as your body grows seems kinda hot.

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 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.”

Part II I staggered home and freaked out about what I was. I couldn’t get it out of my head and it obsessed me as I jerked off and shot a huge load. Which freaked me out more. And the more I thought about how much I needed to be the kind of cum whore I wanted to be, the more I got turned on. And then I jerked off again, and freaked out more. I didn’t get to sleep until 6 am and I was awake in a few hours. I was online soon, looking at raw porn, reading stories, downloading hookup apps. I swung between states of arousal and fear. I wanted to be fucked raw right out of my mind and I then I would be full of shame and fear and my dick would get hard and I would jerk off. Finally, I sat down and made a list of what I thought a sane person would do in my situation. I still have the list. It’s not completely coherent but since it was the product of my freakout, I think that’s understandable. Have only healthy sex, physically and mentally Stop drinking! Focus on being a good person because a good person gets a boyfriend and has good sex Get a boyfriend! Go to the gym 5x/week Become a vegan New look! Dress like I care Success was mixed. I dunno why I wrote down vegan. I guess I thought it would be super healthy-smart. I think I ate a bowl of lentils and that was it. I did stop drinking. And I did start going to the gym more. The good person/boyfriend thing was definitely going to take some strategic thinking. Ditto the new look because I kind of resented myself for writing that down. As for having only healthy sex--I’d gone for a year without having any, so all I had to do was stick to my old patterns, right? Not so easy. I didn’t go back to the alley, but I did stand in the dark in my apartment and watch what happened there each night. Then I would jerk off again and freak out at how much I wanted to be raw fucked until cum leaked out of my ass. So I changed my work shift. I actually got a promotion for changing to graveyard, which meant more money. I was out of my apartment from 11:30-8:30 Wednesday to Sunday. Temptation removed! Sort of. That’s when I decided to see if I could train myself to be different sexually. If I was afraid of being a cumdump whore, I would be the kind of guy who used them. I found pump-and-dump offers on websites and apps and I went for it. God, there were a lot of flakes and jerks. I think in the first six weeks I actually fucked only two guys in darkened apartments, never seeing anything more than their asses in the air. And both those times I came so fast I was embarrassed. But these guys were all about collecting the loads and they didn’t seem to care. One of them invited me back nearly every week. I kept pumping and dumping. I built up the ability to last, in part by thinking about how I was giving these anonymous guys what they wanted, making them happy. I wasn’t the biggest cock any of them ever took. But I’d played a game with myself that I could only cum in a guy’s ass, so that meant no jerking off. Which meant I was shooting pretty big loads and some of them at least, really liked it when I said I had a 3- or 4-day load for them. About six months went by. I looked at my list, stuck on my fridge door, and gave myself some credit. I hadn’t had a drink. I’d kept up the gym. I was probably the only one who noticed a change (and my drive-by pump-and-dumps were not admiring my guns anyway), but I had a new habit. As for the healthy sex, well, I was getting off regularly. It was consensual. And the guys always said, “Thanks, man!” So that was a great first step! There was a guy named Nate who was one of my regular fucks. He lived about 10 blocks away, close enough that I could walk to his place when he was in a receiving mood. And one day Nate learned about the alley behind my place. He had no idea that I lived there, just that I was kind of close to him. So when he messaged me and asked me if I wanted to meet in the alley, he had no idea how easy it would be for me. I freaked again. That would be a Bad Thing to do, I told myself. I told Nate that I couldn’t make it and he was totally cool about it. Helpfully, he let me know when he’d be there and what he’d be wearing. So it was that late Tuesday/early Wednesday I was standing at my window, looking down in the alley. I'd never seen Nate’s face but I knew him as soon as he showed up. He was a little on the chub side and he always wore a backwards baseball cap when he was getting fucked. The image on it was Porky Pig. He strolled into the alley right on time, wearing jeans and a leather jacket and that hat. Right away I was hard and was jerking myself before I could even think about it. Now I had a conflict. I’d decided the alley was a Bad Thing. But I had promised myself also that I wasn’t going to jerk off, only cum inside asses. I had a promise to keep! That was all the excuse I needed to do down there. By the time I’d dressed in jeans and a wife-beater, Nate was no longer in sight from my window. I had to compose myself not to rush down to the alley and by the time I got there I had adopted a relaxed, slightly curious stroll. I passed Blow-job Bear, who gave me a very direct look, which I returned boldly, and kept going down the alley. I walked past the dumpster beside which I had been on my knees all those months ago and came to the wider place behind the storefront still under construction. Nate was there, on his knees already, sucking off a young guy, maybe early 20s, baby face, who was leaning against the building. The young guy looked wary as I stepped closer. But I was in top guy mode now. I was The Fucker. I was confident. I looked down at Nate. I guessed he was mid-30s, with a neat brown beard. His face was pushed up against the kid’s groin. “You gonna fuck him?” I said quietly to the kid. He looked startled and shook his head. “He likes to get fucked,” I said. Nate pulled back and let the kid’s cock drop out of his mouth. It was skinny but long. I’d never used him as a cocksucker but it was no surprise that he was experienced. “Toby?” he whispered. My name’s not Toby except on apps. “Hey, slut,” I said. “Drop the pants.” Nate grinned and obliged. I slipped a finger into his hole and he gave a familiar moan. He’d lubed himself up well. The kid was watching us, wide-eyed. I used my other hand to grab his cock. I swear I could feel his heart racing through it but he didn’t shy away as I tugged Nate around, lining his hole up with the kid’s cock. “Go ahead, fuck him,” I whispered to the kid. He started to stammer something but I leaned in and kissed him. In a club or on a dating app this guy might never have given me the time of day, but here, in an alley dedicated to sex, he let my tongue into his mouth as I held his manhood. I squeezed his dick and he shuddered a little. “Come on, Nate,” I said, “Back up on this.” I moved my hand away as Nate’s slick hole began to engulf the kid’s engorged cock. I slipped that hand down the back of the kid’s jeans and toward his own hole, just putting a little pressure below the hole itself. “Look at you, man,” I whispered in the kid’s ear as he began to slowly slide his cock deeper into Nate. “You’re using that hole. You’re fucking him. Your cock is inside him and he loves it.” The kid turned his head and started kissing me again. I moved my finger up and started pressing it against his hole directly now. The kid slowed his fucking. He was distracted by all the sensory input. But Nate was eager and he began fucking himself on the kid’s cock as I worked my finger fully inside the kid. There was no lube in the kid’s hole. He wasn’t prepared to be a slut like Nate was, but he wasn’t freaked out about being fingered and I was fully hard, my cock still in my jeans as I thought about fucking this kid’s ass raw right there. But Nate was too good at what he did. Suddenly the kid was cumming, shooting his load in Nate’s guts. I shoved my finger all the way up his hole as the kid climaxed with near spasms. He gasped repeatedly and I heard him saying faintly, “oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck.” Nate and I laughed quietly, ruefully and then I kissed the kid again, his dick still inside Nate’s hole. “You’re a hot fucker,” I said as I broke off the kiss. “I’d be glad to show you how to really enjoy that. And a few more things.” My finger was still up his hole and I pushed against his prostate. The kid had flushed a bright red. He looked confused. I had an idea about why. “Any time you see me, you let me know what you’re up for,” I told him. “This is a great start, but it can be just a start.” There was a “plop” as his dick slid out of Nate’s hole as Nate stood up. “Thanks,” the kid whispered to me, and then again, almost as an afterthought to Nate. He started grabbing his pants to hike them up and in about 30 awkward seconds he was walking away down the alley. I fucked a load into Nate right there that night. Blow-job Bear had wandered down from his usual station and watched us from the shadows but as far as I could tell he never even fondled himself as he did so. Nate cleaned my cock off after I’d unloaded in him, something he’d never done before. But I stick a finger from my left hand in his ass before I left him there and walked home with a glob of pungent cum and ass juices on it. I carefully avoided touching anything with that hand. At home, I savored it. My cum, the kid’s cum, and Nate’s juices, they tasted amazing. I didn’t know who I was but it was fucking hot.

Great start! Can't wait for more!

Your situation is an enviable and precarious one- I read about your desires and passions with great interest and arousal. My experiences when I was younger as a hard-driving POZ-TOP makes me want to strongly encourage the both of you to submit to the passions and hungers you have described here. I would caution you that you must BOTH want this to happen with all your hearts- the slightest doubt or hesitation would definitely poison your relationship; if you find yourself regretting taking this ultimate act of submission and bonding, OR if your lover suddenly feels guilty for 'destroying your life' and taking away your 'healthy negative life'. This would very likely be the end of your relationship, if either ofyou are less than honest. My experiences in the early 2000's in taking 'med holidays' seems to have little cost to my health, though I was infected with HIV for over 12 years BEFORE I was diagnosed and started medications- so my viral load was extremely high when I began my treatment. My 'med holiday' lasted for over nine months, since the criteria for ending the holiday was maintaining a CD4 of over 200- which I was able to do. There were at least two sexual partners of mine that benefited from my high viral load during this time, which was well in the 600-800,000 range. Remembering the incredible experiences of their knowingly submitting to intense and prolonged raw sex, power-fucking and love-making, which created for my partners and I the unbreakable bond of the virus we shared took both our sex-play and our relationships to a new and powerful level. I was able to return my viral load to near undetectable within 4 months after- but this as well as the 'med holiday' were both accomplished under a doctor's supervision. IF the current pandemic/Coronovirus shutdown was not in place, there is a fair chance that I might have successfully gone off my meds yet again and fulfilled the dreams and fantasies of one of my submissive partners by now. Knowing the intensity and the passion of sharing this experience with a man, I would support finding a 'third party' to infect you only if you BOTH decide it would be preferable. I encourage you to make your fantasies real - it is a connection that few humans share and it will be something you will thank eachother for every day!

And your point is... ? Your post essentially said, “I’m not responsible for risk to anybody but myself, and I take precautions except when I don’t.” Okay, fine. Then it would be reasonable, don’t you agree, to expect you not to seek medical treatment at a hospital when you eventually catch the coronavirus? Those medical workers aren’t responsible for your risk, are they? Aren’t they responsible for looking after their own safety? Why should they try to keep someone like you from dying if it puts them at risk? I mean, you chose to roll the dice, so you should accept the consequences, right?

10. Sunrise Sex James realized the light on his chest was the morning sun. He was still at Tim's house, how many hours later. He tried to remember everything that happened, but he could only remember little bits of it. They had smoked from a glass pipe. Tina, Tim had called it. Tiago had also made him drink something. He called it G. Even in the orange juice, James had tasted its ugly flavor. The two drugs together had opened his mind to possibilities. He loved the way he felt when he was high, and he loved getting fucked as well. He hadn't realized having another man's cock inside him could feel so good. There was someone inside him right now. Tim was in front of him, watching him and smiling. "Hey. You were out for a bit," he said. "What time is it?" James muttered. "Tina time, Tim," the man fucking him said. It was Tiago, the doctor who had prescribed him PReP. "Yeah," Tim said, and quickly produced the pipe. He did a long hit, then forced James to inhale it. "That's it boy. We're not done with you yet." "Not at all," Tiago said, shifting position to take the pipe from Tim. He took a long draw, then exhaled it. Tiago managed to do a second monster hit before the first one completely disappeared. He handed the pipe back to Tim, and let his cock sink all the way into James's ass. "So fucking wet," he said. "How many men fucked you?" James tried to remember. He knew there had been many, many men, but it was hard to remember much more than fleeting images. There had been the couple with the drugs. Then there had been the strangers. There had been two of them, maybe. But then there might have been more? Or it might have been Tim and Tiago again. Or maybe one of the couple had come back? "It was a lot boy, wasn't it" Tim said. "Too hard to count?" James nodded. He felt good. The only thing that would help would be another hit from the pipe. Tim could easily read the boy. It had been barely twenty-four hours, and James already had the hunger for the crystal. It would be easy to corrupt the boy. "You want another hit, boy?" he asked. James nodded. "Yeah. I think so to. Nice big one for us, ok?" James nodded again. Tim lit the torch and carefully warmed up the pipe. "Fucking whacked," Tiago whispered in his ear, as Tim inhaled thick clouds. "Don't even know how many men fucked you. But I think I remember." Tiago spun out a list, and as he did, Tim nodded in agreement, his lips still wrapped around the pipe. He only broke the draw to utter a quick interjection. "You got his name?" Tiago laughed, and continued. "Six men in less than twelve hours," he said. "Fucking slut." Before James could say anything, Tim pressed his mouth against James's, and exhaled. The hit was dense and potent, and James's mind went blank. He wasn't sure if he had passed out, or just woken up, but he realized that the two men were still talking about him. "Fucking slut," Tiago said. "All that cum in you," Tim said. "Feel it, boy?" "My favorite lube," Tiago said. "Feels so warm. So alive." James wondered if he was anything more than just a hole to these two men. But then, Tim spoke. "You going to add to my boy's collection?" he asked. He had called James his boy. Maybe it wasn't just sex to him. Hew longed to feel Tim's cock inside him again. He needed more of the man's semen. "Fuck yeah," Tiago said. "Give me another hit." Tiago sat up slightly, just enough to make the pipe easier to manage. There was the hiss of the lighter, and then the crackle of the crystal before Tiago inhaled deeply. Tim held a bottle of poppers under James's nose; James inhaled deeply, thankful for how Tim was taking care of him this morning, from the men to the drugs, it was a scenario he had barely fantasized about, much less ever expected to experience first-hand. Tiago handed the pipe back to Tim, exhaled, and started to pound James's hole. It was hard and deep, and James struggled to keep himself together. His head was spinning, but his hole was hungry, and nursed Tiago to the very brink of orgasm. Tiago pushed his dick all the way in, and held it. "Take it," he moaned, softly at first, as his dick twitched. James felt a familiar warmth in his ass. He remembered it happening before that night, and how complete he felt when a man came in him. Tiago had a big load, but he knew he would still be hungry. "Take it," Tiago grunted, then repeated himself even louder. "Take IT," he said. His cock was still spurting deep in James's hole. "TAKE IT," he repeated. Of course, the young man had no choice. He was too high, too horny to do anything but take every drop of Tiago's sperm. "Fuck," Tim said. "Still not drained?" "Fuck NO," Tiago moaned and slammed his cock back into the young man. "EVERY DROP," he said, thrusting into James once more.

Seth sighed and started folding. "Typical" he thought. Mikey would always find some way to get out of even the most rote chores for the weekend. Cleaning the kitchen? hes at the baths. take out the trash? hes got some rough trade cock that just cant be missed. Today he was stuffing his stretched cunt with Seths new toy. Some people build model boats, or learn a second language. Seths hobby was picking out the most average of handsome men and moulding them into mindless fuck pigs for his own amusement. "strip away the condom and in a matter of time a boys raw cock will take over, its only natural" seth thought. Hell, with enough of Seths tight pussy that proud laudromat daddy would eventually be dipping his tool into every manhole he could find. As the mans load leaked slowly into seths shorts, he shucked them off without a second thought. Folding jakes jeans and shirt, he wandered into the living room. "here ya go buddy! i guess they got mixed up, sorry about keeping you waiting." seth smiled as he tossed the clothes on the back of the couch. Mikey was obediently cleaning off Jakes cock as he diligently slipped the plug back inside the thirsty boy. "Hey you're covered in cum. Wanna rinse off real quick?" Seth saw an opportunity to check jakes progress. "sure. i guess" Jake reluctantly replied. Perfect. Seth knew that whatever reservations against poz cum he had before were rapidly dwindling. He hadn't once thought about the fun little gift Seth had squirted into his tender hole, he had slurped up fresh poz jizz without protest, and now he was indifferent to the idea of wearing a load from chin to cock. "great!" seth chimed, as he guided the boy back to the narrow hallway, his thick cock bobbing along, Seth made sure to let it bump against his alabaster cheeks along the way as a subtle reminder of where Jake belonged. "let me get things going" seth offered, as he bent down in front of Jake to flip on the taps. "yeah" Jake whispered, as seth lingered before him running his hand through the water for the perfect temperature, Jake began to finger his cock. "Sorry the hot water takes so long. this building is so old." Seth offered, as he arched his back a little to better present his moist poz pussy to jake. Seth grinned as he felt Jake swabbing the head of his tool up and down the sticky crack of his ass. "here ya go, fuck the pretty hole jake." Seth encouraged as he reached back to spread his cheeks. "oh yeah" Jake moaned as he slipped his cock inside without a care in the world. "fuck Jake thats nice. Keep going. Fuck nice and hard" Seth saw Jakes eyes were now fully trained on his thirsty cunt as it milked the boy. Each boy was different, but you could always tell the moment their cock started doing all the thinking and seth delighted watching it happen as Jake pounded away with abandon. "Thats right jake fuck my cunt. Breed it nice and deep" seth panted, enjoying the notable change from once reluctant one night stand to fully engaged and hungry top as he felt the cock inside him begin to swell. "oh god im gonna cum in you" Jake moaned one last time as he slammed deep, just as he'd been taught. "there we go, let it all out. cum nice and deep. Youre so beautiful when you cum" seth encouraged, continuing to drain the boys balls into him. Mikey lay sprawled on the couch, flipping between daytime tv adverts for food dehydrators and a fishing show, he couldnt care less. He reached down, twisting and pulling at the greasy plug in his hole and watching the precum pool on his tummy. Just like seth said, his hole was what made him cum. Mikey wasnt much for entertaining guests, but he was more than happy to service some clueless overnight "friend" of Seths with all the velvety poz pussy he could handle. "Were back!" seth announced triumphantly. "Jake changed his mind and didnt want a shower after all" Seth passed jakes clothes back to the relaxed top. "Sorry about the underwear man, i guess they got left back at the laundromat." Seth knew this was a total lie. Once a boy was finished becoming Seths own personal fuck meat he wanted a trophy. "its no problem" Jake offered, as he gently tucked his cock into his pants and tugged his tshirt over his cum streaked frame. The boys exchanged numbers before Seth gave him a kiss, squeezed his new poz tops fuck stick, and sent him home to wait for the good news.

rifling through the cabinets, Seth flipped through a disappointingly empty box of pop tarts with a huff. "damnit mikey man cannot live on cum alone" he mumbled, cursing his roommates aggravating habit of raiding the kitchen. "well not today!" seth quickly tapped out a text to the thirsty whore to pick up something on the way home, and pranced back down the hall to the tintinnabulation of the shower, pausing only briefly to steal the small bottle of synthetic lube from Mikeys room. Jake signed as the water cascaded off his head and shoulders. Did Seth even know his boyfriend? They'd considered getting engaged, had planned out rings and everything. Now here he was, standing on the shower after having spent the last night blasting some random twink full of cum. "obnoxious asshole" Jake muttered, as his mind began to wander back to seths sandy blonde hair, goofy grin, his tight abs, and his amazing ass. So thick, so incredible on his cock. As Jake felt his own cock begin to stir, he quickly tried to think of something else and as he turned to reach for the soap, there he was again. "got room for one more buddy? I could use a shower too" Seth smiled, as he stripped off the festive yellow jock to reveal himself fully, Jakes cock slowly began to swell. "here, lets clean each other up. Youve got an amazing body Jake. I really think youre pretty." Seth said, as he began to soap Jakes chest, working his way down until he was eye level with the boys now fully erect cock. "I bet your boyfriend loves this cock just as much as I do. Why does he make you use condoms?" Seth plied, slowly pumping and kissing Jakes fuck meat. "I-i dont really know, we just always have" Jake shyly confessed. Why did he even have to wear condoms? Couldnt he just go bare? Its not like it would matter, they were boyfriends after all. "well not with me. I just love feeling this cock cum. its just more natural that way. tops should always cum inside." Seth smiled up at Jake, as he moved around to work on his shoulders and lower back. "i guess thats more natural" Jake sheepishly replied as Seth rinsed him off and knelt down again. "spread your ass for me? I bet you have a very pretty hole too" seth chimed, and was rewarded with Jakes obedient hands easing his cheeks apart to expose the lovely virgins hole. Seth pulled himself gently into Jakes ass and began to tongue him. "Oh god" Jake moaned as he collapsed against the shower, reveling in seths expert tonguing. "I bet you dont know as a top but a boys butt is pretty special jake" seth smiled, as he admired the glistening holes now puffy lips. "really good tops can make boys cum just by fucking the hole, Jake" Seth lectured, as he smeared a dollop of lube onto Jakes ring. "just relax now, and let your buddy inside again" seth muttered, as his finger disappeared into Jakes virgin fuck hole. "do you feel this jake?" Seth smiled up at the boy again as he pushed against his prostate. "oh my god" Jake blurted, as his eyes widened and a stream of precum rolled out of the head of his cock. "That! is your boy button." Seth chirped, as he continued sawing in and out of the virgin tops hole. "boys like me love to get fucked by nice big cocks because it feels that good. And when you cum inside, it feels even better covered in jizz." seth smiled, as he slipped his fingers out with a plop and stood behind jake. "open your cheeks for me again Jake" seth whispered, as he aimed his five inches directly against Jakes hole. "just relax for me, and let me inside" seth soothed, as Jakes hole slowly gave way to just the head. "Do you feel that, Jake? Its my cock! your holes sucking on the tip of my cock and your doing great!" seth smiled, as he continued slowly working his dick up inside the boy. "youre doing a great job buddy. how do you feel? do you feel nice and full?" Seth whispered pushing his length fully into the tight tops pussy. "OH!" Jake exclaimed as seths five toxic inches hit their mark. "there we go baby! your boy button. im inside you nice and deep now so just let my cock do all the work" seth whispered, as he was now fully fucking Jakes neg hole. Perhaps the most dangerous part about Seth wasnt his deceptive nature, but his cock. At just five inches, it worked smoothly up inside even the tightest holes. Just big enough to inject its poz load, but not big enough to risk turning his newly minted poz tops into poz bottoms, Seth had successfully impregnated many boys with it. First just the head, then before they knew it, all his cum was inside. "ah there we go" seth sighed as he planted his tool deep, and began depositing his load. Reaching forward he began to stroke Jakes cock and massage his balls. "sorry buddy, I came too quick! your holes just too darn tight. but dont worry, now its your turn to cum!" Seth encouraged, as he held his toxic cock inside the boy. This was the entire point though. Seth knew that by cumming first he would give the load a little time to marinate, and when Jake orgasmed, his sucking hole would slurp the poz load deeper inside the boy. "cum for me" seth teased over and over again, as his expert hands worked Jakes rock hard shaft and tugged his heavy balls. "oh fuck" Jake exclaimed as his hole clamped down and the breeding contractions began. "thats right, just keep cumming baby, your so beautiful!" Seth beamed, as he felt the tops tight hole tugging at his slowly softening cock, drinking his seed. "Oh wow, I had no idea" Jake panted, fully spent and plugged with Seths poz cock. "yep! just goes to show why its so important to fuck bareback and always cum inside." Jake didnt entirely understand why anymore, but he knew it was selfish not to let his boyfriend feel his raw cock." Seth reluctantly slid out of the boy, leaving just a trickle of seed, and switched off the shower as he heard mikey shout "KFC girl!"

Part II Fantasies are a place were lots of things are allowed – some of them should stay fantasies though The address Daniel was given, was not far from his apartment. He took a taxi anyway, since he was somewhat excited and didn’t trust himself with his bike. When he arrived he was standing in front of one of the newly build buildings in town, the ones that were most certainly out of his price-range and would probably never be affordable for him unless he inherited a ton of money from a rich aunt he didn’t know of. When he entered the building, he was greeted by a concierge wearing a formal uniform in black and red, including a matching hat. A golden name tag had “Peter” written on it and was attached on a well-tailored front pocket on his uniform. Daniel considered Peter rather attractive. He must have been only a little older than him, but his posture and this surrounding gave him a glance of elegance that Daniel was lacking even though he was wearing one of his good work shirts. God evening sir, what brings you here tonight? How may I assist you? The concierge said. Daniel didn’t quite know what to answer to this. Telling Peter that he came to this address because a guy from an online dating platform whom he had never seen in real life but only in videos where he fucked his semen in young unprotected asses, commanded him here to watch him have sex, didn’t seem like a good option. The concierge was already raising one of his ginger eyebrows when Daniel mumbled: Ergh… I am here to visit a friend. The concierge was scanning Daniel from head to toe, his eyebrow still raised. He clearly thought he was lying or at least not telling the whole truth, which was the case. And what is the name of this friend, sir? I’d like to let him know you are here. Daniels was sweating now, in his rush to get to the address he had gotten from “Assbreeder82” he didn’t even realise he did not know what his last name was. This was embarrassing, he didn’t know what to do. Leave, and text “Assbreeder82” what he was supposed to do? He would feel dumb doing that. Or tell the concierge that he didn’t know the name of his “friend”. He could feel Peter starring at him. Then suddenly the familiar sound of an arriving elevator distracted Peter for a moment. Daniel turned around and was heading for the door, this seemed to be the best option. Just before he opened the door though, he looked back and froze. There in the elevator that had just arrived on the ground floor stood “Assbreeder82”. He had never seen his face before, but he knew this body and the way he moved. He was wearing a black casual suit, with a white button-down shirt, that complemented his muscle-daddy body quite well. Daniel was standing there just starring at the men he had fantasised so much about. He was fascinated by him. The neatly trimmed beard that had the same black tone as his chest hair had in all the videos he saw. His dark brown eyes and most importantly that cheeky little grin that he was wearing so well. This was a man of confidence and he did not hide it, nor did he need to. Peter was just greeting “Assbreeder82” but Daniel couldn’t understand the name he was saying because he was too far away from the elevator. Still somewhat frozen, Daniel realised to late, that he got spotted: Daniel, is that you? Where you about to leave without saying hi to an old friend – fan boy? The way he said the nickname that he gave him sent hot and cold shivers over Daniels body. Still overwhelmed he didn’t know what to do but his body decided for him. He could feel how his feet where slowly dragging him towards the elevator, passing Peter that had a weird look on his face that seemed to be a mixture of jealousy, pity and professionalism. His feet stopped 2 meters away from “Assbreeder82”. There was a moment of silence until finally he found enough confidence to speak. Hey thanks for picking me up. Quite a service. Assbreeder82 took two quick steps towards Daniel, laid one muscular arm around Daniel’s shoulder and ushered him into the elevator, while Peter was still watching disapprovingly from his counter. The elevator doors were closing and Assbreeder82 selected the 12th floor, his one arm still resting on Daniels shoulder. Daniel could smell his cologne that had a woody smoky touch to it, mixed with a hint of his scent. He could not believe that he was standing in an elevator alone with this man and he was surprised that he even came here. He usually was not doing things like this. “Its just like watching porn” he told himself. As if Assbreeder82 could read his thoughts he said: You seem nervous Daniel. Don’t be, like I said I respect your boundaries, you are only here to watch and film … unless you decide otherwise. But if I respect your rules, you’ll have to respect mine. Once we arrive in my apartment you are to strip down all your clothes. While I play with the little twink that is already waiting for us, you are only allowed to watch, film or commend if you wish so. Should you touch me while I am playing with my toy our agreement ends and you’re mine to do with as I please. Understood? Before Daniel could think too much about this the elevator doors opened and Assbreeder82 led him to the door of his apartment. He had arrived in the lions cave and though he was only here to watch, he felt like he was about to do something very kinky and forbidden… More to cum

Part 12 Luke's training was reaching a pinical as he quickly learned his new role in life. After he was told that 'he sent a letter to his parents telling them how he got a girl pregnant, that they both dropped out school and were moving away to get married and raise their kid together. Luke knew his parents would be disappointed since they did not believe in premarital sex and he would be disowned. Steve took the opportunity to sell off the majority of Luke's property with the exclusion of his car, cell phone and laptop. This he had one of his dealers who closely resembled Luke and had him drive out west where the car was to be sold along with the laptop and any othrer identifying belongings incase they tried to find him. Just about a week and a half after Luke's first breeding, and daily breedings since then, he began to feel sick. This only made Matt increase his training. Luke needed to lear no matter how he felt, he had a job to do in pleaseing the customer. While Luke's training continued, James kept an eye on 'Bam Bam'. Every so often he would leave a little clue about what might have happened the other night. It took a full two weeks for Bam Bam to get the fuck flu. After he recoverred he received a plain brown envalope with no return adress on it n his mail box. It contained a DVD which he imediately watched on his laptop when he was alone in his dorm room. He was stunned to see himself not just begging to be fucked, but begging for each guy to breed him along with the slams he received. The video ended with an address to the county free clinic where he could get tested for HIV. He must have watched the DVD a dozen times while jacking off until he couldn't cum any more. The next day he went to get tested and sure enough, he was HIV positive. Luke was ready and puy to work earning good money for Steve. Bam Bam started to ask around trying to find the mysterious man he met at the dorm party. He vaguely remembered James talkig to him and immediately tried to hook up with him. Sure enough Bam Bam was open to not just flip fucking, but asked James about partying and about Matt. Bam Bam was not upset or mad, in fact he was relieved. Deep down he always wanted to not only fuck bareback, but to bottom too. And with wht had happened he felt a freedom he never knew existed and wanted to thank those that took him down this path. They ended up at Matt's where the three spent the night high as fuck. Matt and James explained Tina and slamming to Bam Bam as they each took Viagra while downing a little GHB. As the Viagra a G took effect Slams were prepared as both Matt and James let Bam Bam know that they each wanted to feel Bam Bam's raw dick inside them as he experiened his first bareback fuck as a top. The night, and good part of the next day, the three spent fucking and sudking. Bam Bam discovered the pure of breeding and being bred. These events made him think about his cousin who he always assumed was a closet case. When they were in their early teens they had on a few occasions 'messed around'. They came up with a plan.

Part 5 (Starting the Corruption Luke) Once Luke was able to get hard he was ready for the ladies of the building. Luke threw on some mesh basket ball shorts and a t-shirt before the two high neighbors went to look for them only to find a note on their door that they had to help a friend and woudn't be back until late on Sunday. Now a hard and very horny Luke was asking Matt if he knew any other girls that they could possible fuck. With the shorts Luke was wearing it was hard to hide his semi-erect cock. They head back to Luke's apartment where Luke's horniness won out as he asked Matt if he'd would suck his cock some more. With Luke laying on his bed Matt went to work again sucking his straight neighbors cock. Once he had it fully hard again and sufficiently slicked with his spit he quickly jumped up on the bed and impailed himslef on Luke's hard rod. The sudden change in sensation brought Luke out of what ever fantasy he was playing in his head as Matt began to ride him. Matt looked at Luke telling him, "If you're going to want to get off then I'm going to get off too in my own way." With that said Luke found himself lost in the warmth and tightness of Matt's muscular ass as the two began to work up a sweat. After Matt was sure Luke was getting into fucking him they rolled over so that Matt was now on his back while keeping Luke's cock firmly inside Matt's ass. In this new position Luke took up the responsibility and began to fuck Matt like he had fucked his girlfriend on so many weekends. Matt worked his ass like the expert bottom Steve had turned him into and soon had Luke ready to blow his load. At first Luke tried to pull out not wanting to cum inside his neighbor only to have Matt pull him in tight as he felt the straight boy's dick start to thicken. Luke gave into the sensation and in a short time later deposited his load inside Matt. With the Viagra in Luke's system he stayed hard as a rock as Matt continued to milk his cock eliciting a second round of getting his ass plowed by the soon to be Tina whore. This second time it took longer for Luke to shot. Matt enjoyed the fucking he was getting thinking how they could use Luke. There were clients that would love to have a boy looking like he was still in high school as they either fucked him or were fucked by him. When Luke finally graced Matt with his second load Matt made sure that Luke was fully aware of his actions. Luke was totally wiped after his second orgasm and the two neighbors laid there in Luke's bed naked as Luke attempted to comprehend what had happened between the two of the two of them over the past few hours. In a short time with Tina and Viagra in Luke's system he had let his neighbor and friend give him the best blow job he had ever had and tricked him into fucking him. Luke ad to admit that fucking Matt actually felt better then he had ever experienced when fucking his ex-girlfriend or either of the ladies that lived upstairs. Luke figured he chalk it up tothe Tina, leave it at that and try to forget what had happened. Luke was brought back to reality as Matt suggested that they check and see if the ladies were back yet. Luke grabbed a pair of board shorts as Matt ducked into his apartment to put on a piar of Andrew Christian square cut trunks that had their signature feature called 'Show it Tech' that enhanced his package. Luke meet Matt outside his apartment door, seeing how the trunks fit on Matt had to ask about them. Luke was told about the feature and said he would look into getting a pair of his own. Matt mentioned that he had several more and that Luke could borrow one. Luke followed Matt back into his apartment and picked out a nice red pair and after a little bit of instruction had them on with his semi-hard cock packed nicely in the pouch. The two then headed out to the pool knowing that if the ladies were back they'd be out there getting some sun. The only person out there was Steve as he was getting some sun. They could see the mid day sun high in the sky as the three men began to relax by the pool. Steve offered his tenants a drink. Matt kept Luke distracted while Steve mixed the drinks. Luke was getting Steve's special mixture of fruit punch laced with GHB and Tina that was just enough after 3 or 4 would render the straight boy very horny and probably give him a bad case of T-dick. While Steve made the drinks he invited the two to join him in smoking some Tina from the bubbler he had hidden under a towel. Luke was the first one to reach the pipe and began to blow a couple clouds before handing it off to Matt who blew a nice cloud of his own before handing the bubbler back to Luke. After Luke took a massive hit just as Steve returned with their drinks. Steve took the pipe from Luke, blew his cloud then handed it back to Luke. This went with Luke taking 2 big hits for every one that Steve and Matt took as they sipped their drinks. Both Steve and Matt were coaching Luke to take bigger hit of Tina and drink more of his drink. Sure enough as Luke was almost half way through his fourth glass he leaned over and quietly asked Matt if he'd like to go back to his apartment with him. Matt, knowing that the straight boy wasn't going to be able to get it up let his naighbor know that he had some interest in some another go with him by placing his hand on his shriveled up dick . Even with the show it tech feature it was very evident that Luke's dick was not going to work. Matt told Luke that he'd rather work on sucking him hard right there by the pool. At first Luke resisted, but with the G and T in his system it didn't take much before Matt was between his legs with straight boy's limp (and useless) dick in his mouth. Of course Matt didn't try very hard to get Luke's dick to respond and before Luke knew what was going on Matt had moved down to begin rimming straight boy's virgin hole as Luke lay there with his eyes shut. The sensation of having his hole rimmed for the first time had Luke puzzled but turned on. Between the G and T in his system his seances were heightened and his inhibitions lowered allowed Luke to let a deeo sounding moan escape through his lips. Then when Matt slipped a lubed finger into his hole that moan got louder. Steve sat and watched as Luke lay there impailed on Matt's single digit. Matt easily found the container of Tina Steve had hidden beneath the lounge chair that Luke was stretched out on as he pulled his single finger from Luke warm and inviting hole bringing a sign of disappointment from their intended corruption. Luke didn't have to wait long as Matt quickly stuck two of his lubed up fingers into the Tina container making sure to grabbed a nice size shard before slipping them back inside Luke's virgin chute. As Matt's fingers worked inside Luke deeper then the first time Matt began to streach and tear at his intended victims hole preparing him for his eventual first fuck. Luke was moaning again but fekt the slight burn as Matt worked the Tina into the fragile tisue lining of his ass. He knew from Steve's teaching that this would get the area more abraded and allow his toxic poz load to take hold as they corrupted the straight boy. Matt could feel Luke's home begin to relax and he added a third finger and started to lube his hard cock with his free hand. Luke still had his eyes shut with a cock that was still as soft as ever when Matt moved up placing straight boy's legs on his shoulders as he moved to mount neg boy's hole. Luke was stunned as he felt Matt's hard cock pushing at his hole bringing him back to reality with him opening his eyes to see Matt up on the lunge chair as his own ass seem to (instinctively) accept Matt's cock. A moan escaped through Luke's lips as his neighbor's hard cock breached his hole and quickly sank all the way inside

I am not always a nasty perv, but when I do let that part of me out and about (partying, especially slamming brings it out instantly and with a vengeance), but when I do I love all things (almost) perverted and taboo. I bareback 99.9% off the time. I like finding out guys secrets, fantasies, things they might usually be ashamed to admit and I do it without judgement because it usually turns me on. I am also a porn clerk and probably a sex addict. About Ten years ago I made a slamming video with a Fuck buddy of mine that ended up online. We got quite a following with it. Partly because it didn't end with the rush but we kept the camera going while we fucked. We also decided that we would get as perverted as we fucking could so I say a bunch of very twisted stuff in the video, some of which in into and some I'm not but it received an almost virile level of views and I have even been recognized in the street because of it. That's a turn on when I'm high, not so much the rest of the time, but what can you do. It's made its way into tumblr, macho mo, nkp, and toxic loads I think it's called , although I dint personally have a copy of it. I also love to bury my face in a hot clean bubble butt, kiss,v and. all the usual stuff. Getting verbal, creative and pervy is often fun too. So is passion. I'm in an open relationship and may our may not still be sending quality Fuck time with the hottest, best most fantastic bottom. I'm often a total bottom hater, but I'm actually just tired of all the selfish, lazy, bottomless pits who didn't get enough love as a child and are now trying to fill that hole with bigger and bigger dicks and fists and things. I usually lose my hard on pretty quickly with them and end up fucking angrily trying to cum. With the guy I may or may not still be fucking I stay hard for hours (with our without drugs) and am always on the verge of cumming. I'm also ready to go again right away. (He spent the last 16 years in prison, he's much shorter than me, he isn't a lazy bottom, is bi and very closeted and he loves my cock. ). I also have a fetish for ex Mormons.

I rolled my head back. Derek's tongue was now replaced with his fingers and he called "Fred, come look at this beautiful hole". Fred shucked off his dressing gown and swigging a coke to chase his E and kamagra, placed a knee on either side of my head and bent his hard cock down for me to deep-throat. "Show me that hole babe" he said bending his tanned lean body over mine and pulling my legs in the air. My body was on fire, the E coursing through me, making me buoyant. I was worshipping Fred beautiful meat, tonguing back the foreskin to the shiny purple head, swallowing deeper and angling my head for the deepest face-fuck. I bucked my waist up for better inspection by the two of them. Derek's hands were spreading my cheeks now, while Fred started to spit on my hole and use his thumbs to rub it in either side. He started to flick my pink ass with his index finger and then leaned back and got some lube. He came back with a shot of lube in his hand and began to work it into me. "How's that feel?" "Ok I guess. a bit odd though - you fingernails are a bit rough" I remarked with the brashness of my cocaine leaving diplomacy in the gutter. "Would you like something softer in there?" Fred asked. I felt the press of Derek's cock near my hole - I had only barebacked twice at this stage and once cause a guy snuck off the condom halfway through, but the touch of Derek's cock felt magical - like a charger I had to plug in or a body part I was having phantom pains for - I needed it in me, my whole ass-passage was convulsing in tingling waves of sensation - how good would it be to have a slippy-hard-cock jack into me - I had to have it. "You guys are negative right?" The two looked at eachother "last time we checked, which was about ..a year ago?" Fred said, 'to be honest we don't know, or care really, I guess we'll get it eventually". I felt Derek run his cockhead slipping up against my pucker, flattening his cock to his belly and grinding against my hole. Fred stuck a finger in my mouth, "taste that", it was the taste of my hole, "and that" it was precum - Fred's or Derek's I wasn't sure. Next Fred was holding some poppers under my nose, I sat up a little and sniffed them deep. I knew I would have to have them inside me, that this was what people were on about when they raved about bareback sex, the pure animal joy of fucking and mingling your self with another person - the ultimate letting go. "Go for it Derek" He lubed his cock one more time, then started slipping it in. I pulled Fred's hairy ass down onto my face and tongued his hairy sweaty ass-hole as my ass sent information straight to my pleasure circuits - I was on overload. Derek, the random guy from an hour ago was pumping my ass getting his fucktool right up my sphincter and now was shoving it further to stretch out my rectum, it felt fucking insane. It felt right. He started to build up a rhythm and I bucked by pelvis into him "C'mon" I shouted, "fuck me!" Derek pumped away at me, we got into a great fucking rhythm and then after no time (though with the E it was probably a while) he asked me to turn over onto my knees. I did so and he grabbed me by my jockstrap. "You ready for me, you dirty little whore?", and shoved back into me again. Fred fed me his rockhard meat and started slapping me around the face with it "you want my cock boy?" You're just a fucking chemslut aren't ya?" "Wanna get fucked up on anything we have yeah?" "What's that?" he asked. "Oh yeah" I answered, getting back into the rhythm with Derek "fuck my ass Derek, oh yeah Fred feed this chemslut" Fred chuckled and went over to the stash. He measured out a cap full of G. At this stage Derek's cock felt like an intrinsic part of my body, like it was only complete with it and as it shoved its way rubbing my prostate, all the electricity and zinging nerve endings were sending pleasure direct to my primitive brain - oh yeah I was fucking flying on that E and loving every second of it. I craved Derek's cock in me. Fred mixed up three doses of G - a little less for me, cause again I'd never tried it before. I pulled off of Derek for a breather and Fred said "this makes you fucked up and horny - perfect for me fucking you". We then did another pill, then Fred said "I'm gonna give you something very special chemslut!" He got behind me, slapped my ass, I groaned in pleasure. "Oh you like that?", he spanked me again, and again until he was whacking my red ass cheeks "oh fuck yeah - smack my ass" My ass was red and tingling as Fred positioned his cock in front of my pucker. "I'm gonna give you something good". He motioned as Derek came over with the stash - he spooned out a generous amount of cocaine onto his cock-head and said "open wide slut, you're going to enjoy this" and fucked the coke into me. The next few hours were a drug hazed blur. I remember coming up again on the G (it was like being drunk really really quick) and then with the E as the coke invaded my bowels and made me numb-er but tinglier and frantic for cock. At one point shortly after being spit-roasted by Derek and Fred, I got them to quickly swap positions and sucked all the remaining coke and ass juice off Fred's cock. I turned into a bit of a director while high, and got the guys to eat my ass deep and then immediately kiss me. I was getting so turned on by my own flavour. I turned into a bit of a rimming machine too and whoever wasn't fucking me was being deep tongued by me - they never got rimmed so deep they told me. I was chewing and nibbling and jaw fucking and nose diving and they were slick from the top of their crack to their taint as I opened them up. "Can you put that fucking giant to use?" Derek asked after one long rim bout. We had all popped another pill. I was getting fucked by Fred from behind, while holding Derek's ass up while he rested his neck and shoulders on the the bed. I lowered his back down onto the bed, my cock lubed and pulsing from my jacking it while I rimmed, "Oh yeah" I said. "You ready?" "Wait!" Derek said and grabbed a bottle of poppers, then scooted over to the edge of the bed so it wouldn't make Fred's fucking harder. After the poppers went round, he flipped his legs back again, exposing his beautiful brown hole. I rubbed my cock head up and down his slick lovechannel, "You ready?" "Yeah" I shoved it in, (when I top I have to be rough, cause the head is too big to ease it in - I kinda have to ask forgiveness rather than permission - if that makes sense?). Derek's eyes went wide, "Sorry dude, you knew it was big, want me to stop?" I asked not really caring, cause I was in control of the situation, I could feel his bowels adapt to my cockhead "no, no you're fine, it's just, it's - damn that's big" Fred was watching all this while holding his cock still inside me. I slowed down the rhythm I was building just slightly "Guys - I just want to say, thanks for your hospitality, it's not every guy who'll take some randomer in off the street and give him the fuck of his life!" The others smirked - it was the coke or the E talking, but everyone was having an amazing fuck. This couple had shared their intimacy with me and we were swimming on chem loved up-ness. "No problem lad, you're one crazy fucker and I'm so glad to have met ya", Fred replied over my shoulder. All my weird doubts about being too naive about the drugs melted away - these guys were horny hot drug gurus here to fuck me to fucking transcendental state. I built up the tempo, I got Derek to raise his ass so that I was pressing down into him like press ups, meanwhile Fred stood very still above me - we all got close and squirmy and cocks seemed to mingle, I built up the tempo again - "come on!" Fred's fuckstick was pounding my ass as I took whatever opportunities in the rhythm to grind into Derek's pulsing asslips as he angled his ass diagonal and to side for a great sloppy deep fuck. Derek needed to change position to one that needed me to stay as still as possible, but eventually I had to pull out. Those daisy chain fucks are good in porn but always a little awkward in real life. Derek sucked his juices off my cock, and then scooted himself down underneath me. He held his kamagra enhanced weapon up and Fred rearanged a double fuck - Derek in first from below, and then Fred starting to push in. I stopped them and went for the poppers - immediately feeling sorry about my callousness toward Derek's hole - this was another first and I told them straight out "be gentle guys, I've never DP'd before". Derek was nestled deep in my guts when (post a lot of poppers) Fred made a push again to come in too. "Oh fuuuuuuck" I said feeling my hole stretch painfully, this can't be good! Then, "Jesus, it feels so full", then "oh fuck yeah, move it a little more slowly, just till I get used to it", then "hnnnnghhh - it's good and mad at the same time - fuck yeah.... oooh.. ahh... ow ow" (I was such a fuckin motor mouth cause of the coke!). Fred got his Iphone and started taking videos and showing me which probably kept me going a lot longer cause it was so horny to watch replays of the cockfest tear up my hole. "Ok that's about as much as I can take two at a time" I said, sliding Fred out, then bending around and down to suck my ass juices off of him. We disentangled, and Derek (who was a bit of a coke-fiend) got up and divvied up another line each. I asked that I snort my line off Derek's asshole, so he lies on his back, pulls his knees to his ears and I snort it off his pucker. I lick my finger to get the crumbs and rub them around his brown bud with Derek grunting appreciatively. "Ok guys, I want one last scene, Derek, turn over onto you knees, Fred get on top of him and both present your arses to me" With a little maneuvering they got in position. "Ok boys I wanna be like Brad McGuire" I got deep into rimming them one after the other. Tongue-fucking their holes till they were wet and open for my cock. I started fucking Derek again, we were all up on that last E and I was still hard thanks to the kamagra. I got Fred to almost stand on all fours above Derek so I could lap his hairy hole with force while I skewered Derek (who was fucking loving it showing his piggy side, groaning "pound my hole, aw yeah"). While doing that I was slavering and rasping Fred's man-clit eating that top ass into submission. He was shoving back into me again and slipping some fingers in beside my tongue, then my thumb, I knew he could take me. I got him down on his knees again, just above Derek and pulled my ass-slick pole out of Derek's quivering cunt (I could hear some disappointment in Derek's breathing - "wait there" I said as I hooked and slotted Fred's cock into Derek's fuckhole. The two were chuckling a little as my coked-up porn director positioned everyone and kneeling on the edge of the bed I rubbed my greasy sweaty cock on Fred's hole - "C'mon Fred, you know you want it!" throwing out that totally unapologetic cliché, "don't pass on the chance to get this big boy inside of you". He retorted, "that's what I'm afraid of man! It's very fucking big!" I ground against his hole, my slobber lubing the motion up and around, and poking just a tad and then up and around again. Sweat-slick from the E and all the fucking, I leant my chest against his back, teasing his hole with my cock, while licking his ear, growling You didn't take me for a top did ya?" "MM fuck yeah" he groaned and as I worked a bit more of it in. Derek had passed up the poppers and we were both sniffing long and deep. "Annnd there we are" I said as I slid my cock into the head and little more "feels great yeah?" The poppers had done their job. "So fucking big... but yeah just go slow!" I went semi slow.. Working all my cock in and building a rhythm took a little while, but Derek moved out from under us and in front of us so we could both chew his ass while we fucked, which kept me hard. Fred then surprised me on the next bout of poppers when his ass was finally used to me, and started grinding his hole onto my fuckstick. "Ah yeah fuck me hard" and I did.... And Derek muffled him soon after with his cock, and we kept on fucking for another couple of hours. Unfortunately the guys weren't able to come on E, but I was and I shot my load deep in Derek. I ended up going out to that house another three times - each other time with a third guy there and the last with two extra guys but they'll have to wait for another time. I hope you enjoyed this. Cheers.

Be proud of your little dick and it's total irrelevance. It must be a good reminder to you of your true purpose, to open your hole for tops and let them use it.

i dont even look at a bottoms dick. its totally irrelevant to me. a bottom is there to please tops like myself. i would never touch a bottoms dick! a good bottom only thinks of sevicing a tops dick and milk dick with his holes. he does what the top says and takes the fuck position that a top wants.