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Woke up feeling extremely horny on Sunday morning, definitely needing to get some cock. Decided I was going to head into the boiler house sauna in Dublin so cleaned out, showered and headed into town. Arrived at the sauna around 12:30, paid the entrance fee and headed inside, changed in the locker room and headed upstairs. There were a nice number and type of guys already walking about including a few hot daddy types that I definitely liked the look of. I grabbed a quick shower to make sure I was as fresh as possible lubed up my ass and headed into the steam room. I’d never seen it so busy there was at least 10 guys in there. I had my towel over my shoulder as I leaned against the wall eyes closed taking in the heat. It wasn’t long before I felt a hand start to play with my cock. Soon the hand had reached behind and started to finger my ass. A bottle of poppers was held to my nose, I inhaled deep in both nostrils and let the rush wash over me. The 1 finger was replaced with 2 then 3 fingers and I was given the bottle again this time inhaling deep about 3 or 4 times. I was putty in the guys hands as he pushed me forward and bent me over the bench in the steam room the fingers were taken out and my hole felt so empty. I needed something more. I didn’t need to wait long as soon I felt a cock teasing my hole. Normally at this point in a sauna I reach for the condoms as I generally play safe in a sauna type setting but today the thought never entered my head. I was horny, high from the poppers and totally lost in the attention my hole was now receiving. The teasing went on for another bit as I took more hits of poppers, as the rush hit I pushed back onto his bare cock taking him deep inside. He started to fuck me firmly and steadily and as he did a cock was presented to my mouth which I proceeded to greedily devour. I was lost in a cock-bliss but still aware of the audience. The guy fucking me gradually increased his pace and after a few frenzied seconds of slamming my ass he moaned loudly and came hard pumping a load inside me. I continued to suck the cock in my mouth and soon I was rewarded with a mouthful of tasty cum which I happily swallowed. The guy pulled his cock from my ass and leaned over, whispered in my ear enjoy my babies slut, he turned and left the steam room. Instantly I wondered does that mean what I think it does - did I just take a poz load. I didn’t have time to dwell on it as no sooner had he gone that another replaced it. I hadn’t planned on taking loads and certainly not multiple loads but I couldn’t help myself, another few hits from the popper bottle under my nose and I was lost in a world of pleasure. In the end I swallowed 3 loads and took at least three in my ass and had a couple more shot on my back, maybe they were pox loads, maybe they weren’t but fuck I loved being the centre of attention. After I got home that evening I did freak out a little but soon after resigned myself to what will he will be. My next test results will let me know.

Part 3 TJ became an immediate hard core fan of getting rimmed, even more so after I introduced him to poppers. I'd give him his laced soda, we'd get ripped, then my face would be buried in his hairy hole as he huffed on poppers and egged me on with filthy talk. Then he would skull fuck my face and blow his load down my throat followed by a piss chaser. He never even once objected to my finger up his cunt as I blew him. I guess he figured that wasn't TOO faggy. And besides, he knew just how good if felt, and that he'd probably never get his little girlfriend to do that to him. ( who I hadn't seen around in a while, come to think of it.) Then it was more weed and round two of the same thing, except he didn't give me his piss on the second go, so I was always left with the taste of his trashy load in my mouth. Now, as much fun as that was almost everyday, I was getting anxious for things to progress. My dick was craving his straight skater hole more and more everyday. I knew I could only go so far in my next step, but after a couple more weeks, I knew I had to press on. So one day, after the usual G and weed, I casually pulled out a glass pipe packed with a fat load. A gloriously naked TJ sat straight up as soon as he saw what I had. "Oh fuck dude!" He exclaimed. "It's been a couple of years since I've had that shit!" At first, I was a little disappointed that I wasn't going to be the first one to corrupt him with T, but I quickly realized it didn't matter as long as the end result was me shooting my dirty load 11 inches deep into his straight guts. And besides, seeing his eager face, and having a reliable source for great shit, pretty much guaranteed that I would absolutely turn him into a Tina whore. "Well here you go buddy." I said, handing him the pipe. "Go ahead and hit that a few times." My dick got rock hard as I watched him expertly handle the pipe. He knew just how to torch the bowl and get it rolling. My heart beat faster as he raised the pipe to his lips and inhaled a long, slow hit, holding it in before exhaling a large white cloud. I stared at his beautiful, naked tatted and pierced body as he took four more big hits. A greedy boy. I liked that. He handed me the pipe and torch as he smiled with already spaced out eyes, "Whoa dude. That's some primo shit!" "And I can get it anytime." I smiled at him as I lit the torch. I took three hits before I handed it back. He was more polite this time, only taking two himself. We passed the pipe back and forth until it was empty and TJ was flying. I bent over and took his soft dick into my mouth. "Dude, I can't get hard when I'm high." He mumbled, probably not knowing that most guys can't. I was one of the few lucky ones who could stay hard when I partied. "That's ok." I replied. "You can still feel pleasure. Awesome pleasure." And I began sucking his dick. It may not get hard, but at least it didn't shrivel up, and I had 5 nice soft inches to roll around my mouth. I worked his dick and balls while he moaned like a cheap whore and I was rewarded with a steady stream of pre cum. This was almost better than when he pumped his load down my throat. Now I got a steady supply of his salty teenage essence to swish around my mouth. I really have no idea how long I nursed on his cock before I pulled off. I got up and produced a mirror. In no time, I had chopped up four nice lines. I pulled out a 50 dollar bill and rolled it, quickly snorting my two lines before I passed it to TJ. Like a pro, he snorted his two right down. I handed him the popper bottle as I rolled him over. Soon, TJ was moaning and panting as I worked my magic on his hairy boy hole. I would alternate my licking and sucking with sliding a finger in and out. Soon I was sliding two fingers in the straight boys pussy, and either he didn't notice, or he was too wrapped up in the pleasure I was giving him to care. After maybe 45 minutes, an hour, who knows, it was a long time, I sat up and sneaked a little shard that I stuck up his ass. "What the fuck? Why is it burning?" He howled, wanting to know. "Relax dude." I reassured him. "It's just a little bootie bump. Another way to enjoy T. It'll stop in a minute. Hit the poppers and relax." He huffed the poppers as I went back to eating his hole. He was soon relaxed again and I pulled out a toy. It was a three speed prostate massager, thin, and with a bulbous head. The perfect device to really start to prepare him for the real thing. I slipped the round head into him. "What the fuck is that?" He asked looking back at me." "It's a prostate massager." I told him as I pushed it in deeper. I was surprised he didn't object to it more, but I guess, as long as it wasn't my dick, he was ok with that. He just hit the poppers as I pushed it deeper into him. When I had it pressed against his magic spot, I turned on the low speed. "Oooooohhhhhhhhh." He let out a long guttural groan. He didn't say a word, he just moaned and groaned as I rubbed the toy back and forth across his prostate. I rolled him onto his back so I could return to nursing on his cock. As soon as I took him into my mouth, I hit the next speed on the toy. TJ's moans grew louder and he placed his hands on my head, holding against his crotch. I sucked the boy for about 20 minutes before he started shaking and twitching a bit. "Oh fuck dude! Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck. I'm gonna fucking cum!" As soon as he said that, I put the vibrator on high speed and really worked his prostate. He grabbed two fistfuls of my hair, crying out in ecstasy as his body convulsed and my mouth was flooded with his watery cum that poured out of his limp dick. I was so turned on, I stood up and moved over to TJ's head. I dropped my shorts and started stroking my big cock. "Let me come on your face!" I begged him. "What? No way dude!" A surprised TJ said as he opened his eyes to see my big cock just inches from his face. I didn't say a word. I just picked up the 50 dollar bill off of the coffee table and placed it on his chest. "Just close your eyes and mouth and the 50 is yours." I whispered. TJ grabbed the 50 and scrunched his face up like he was in pain. That pushed me over. Rope after rope of cum coated his face. I covered his eyes, his lips, his nose so it ran down his cheeks. Soon, I was drained and my straight skater boy looked like a cheap whore at a bachelor's party. I grabbed his boxer briefs off the floor and tossed them over his face. I smiled as I watched him wipe my fluids off of his face with his own underwear, dreaming of the day when my dirty fluids would be inside him.

My boy and I had a few weeks off for vacation and decided to buy a beat-to-shit car and drive cross country. We figured we'd make it to San Francisco, fuck around in some sleazy bars, and then fly home. We drove for a few days, changing off who was driving every so often. Somewhere in Iowa, my boy was driving as I was dozing. It was early evening, and I was beat, hoping to find a motel with wifi so I could log on and see if I could get some corn-fed hicks to come fill up and stretch out my boy's hole. We don't believe in condoms and sharing his sweet hole with guys, POZ or not, is my favorite thing in the world. Spit, dick, and ass. That's all we need. I guess we've both taken dozens of POZ loads and hundreds of loads we didn't ask about. We haven't been tested, but if we're not sick, it's a fucking miracle. With my eyes closed, I sensed the car coming to a halt. I opened one eye as my boy was opening his door. He said, “Gotta piss. Be right back.” We were in an empty parking lot outside of a roadside rest stop. After glancing at the clock in the radio, I went back to sleep figuring we'd be on our way in a bit. I was woken by the sound of a motorcycle stopping. Twenty minutes had gone by. I opened my eyes in time to see a tall hunky redhead with a mustache hopping off his bike. Sexy sunglasses, leather boots and jacket, tight jeans, the works. I wondered what could possibly be keeping my boy? I dozed off again for about five minutes, and noticed the motorcycle was still there. I figured I could piss too, so I headed in. I headed in to a dimly fluorescent-lit tiled room with a filthy piss trough, a leaky sink, and one big stall. I didn't hear anything, so I thought I'd investigate the stall. When the plywood door swung open, there was my slutty boy on his knees, jeans at his ankles, quietly sucking the motorcycle stud's cock for all he was worth. The fucker still had his sunglasses on too. The stud didn't seem bothered by the arrival of a new-cummer. He was pulling my boy's hair, skull fucking his face. “You want some of this?,” he asked. “Hell, I can have it anytime I want. He's my boy,” I replied. He must have though I meant my son. He quickly pulled my boy's head off his huge spit-slick cock and said, “Shit, man! I'm sorry. I didn't know.” “Didn't know what? That I get off watching him take stranger's cum?” With that, he smiled, and went back to face-fucking my boy slut. I wriggled my jeans down and started nursing my cock to full hardness. I bent down and after rearranging my boy, stuck my tongue as far up his hole as possible, working in two, then three, then four fingers. I figured this guy's thick cock would delight my boy more if he was properly stretched out. My own cock was drooling it's own questionable juice, so I scooped up a bit in my hand and asked, “You want this up his hole or on your meat?” He pulled my boy off and lubed up his already-wet cock with my juice. He swung my boy around so he could get at his loosened hole. “Want me to bag up,” he said as he grinned. “What for? Got anything we should know about?” “Uh, yeah.” “Can't be something he doesn't already have. Stick it in.” That was all the invitation this stud, who was infected with -BLANK-, needed. In one thrust, his beer-can thick cock was balls deep in my boy's hole. He squirmed with delight as the guy thrusted in and out, over and over, faster and faster. My boy was trying to blow me but was having such a good time, it was all he could do to hold himself up and off the filthy tiled floor. I pulled back to enjoy the view, slowly jerking myself as I watched this fucker go to town on my boy's sensitive vulnerable raw hole. The stud took raised his sunglasses to his forehead with one hand, revealing the sexiest clear blue eyes I've ever seen. He looked directly at me and asked, “Can I breed him?” “What the fuck do you think?” The stud's thrusts got faster and faster and he finally lunged forward, loading my boy's hole up with some unknown sort of toxic spooge. As soon as he stopped shuddering, my boy swung around to clean off his poisoned dick. Not knowing what the stud had made it so hot to watch as my boy licked off his own ass juices and toxic cum. I shoved my dick as deeply as it would go into my boy's wrecked pussy and came after a few intense seconds, forcing the stranger's load deeper and deeper into my boy's guts. I pulled up my jeans as the stranger did the same. He leaned forward, grabbed the back of my neck, and forced his tongue down my throat. I nearly came a second time. He looked directly into my eyes and whispered, “Hope you guys have a good doctor. You're going to need it.” With that, he pulled away, put his sunglasses back on, and strode out of the stall. I smiled at my boy, curled up on the cold tile, legs spread wide, shoving four fingers in his drippy hole as he brought himself to climax, covering his tight abs and chest with his own questionable cum. I picked him up, and helped him dress, not letting him clean off or wash up. I scooped my boy up in my arms and brought him back to the car. I poured him into the back seat and started the engine. I noticed a piece of paper that had been shoved under the windshield wipers. In barely-legible script was written, “that was hot. your boys hole milked out a toxic aids load. should i have told you first?” Hell no. Breed first, ask questions later.

It was Summer 1977 and I'd gone to the local QUEER/Nude beach with the sole intention of finding my first man. He emerged from the water a vision of hairy hotness and since I was staring so intently, he approached me. Admitted to being a total virgin and an hour later we were at his place. Since we had the afternoon to ourselves, I started by sucking his cock and I managed half of his 7" before my gag reflex stopped me from taking more. I'd been eating my own cum soon after I discovered masturbation, so I had no problem swallowing his seed. Then, it was his turn and my 6" easily slipped into his throat. During a break, we both did a cleanout. Explaining it wasn't as nasty as it sounds, he told me about rimming and then he stuck his tongue up my hole. FUCK, it was mindblowing and I shocked both him and myself by asking him to share the taste of my ass in a kiss. Using a generous amount of lube on my ass and his cock, he was gentle and patient as he took my 17 year old cherry. The sensations when he climaxed are indescribable. Next, it was my turn to fuck and that first taste of his ass was when I became hooked on rimming. That hairy hole of his practically enveloped my cock and I knew that I give as good as I get. We had a 3 month fling, culminating on my 18th birthday, when we flip fucked and he told me it was time to "try my wings" He was a dear man and I was lucky to have him as my first.

i like to believe what people write really happened but then i’ll see a post saying something like “last tuesday i had sex with my father, my brother, the pope and jeffrey dahmer.” instant boner killer and possible downvote.

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 tall, over 6 ft. with nice hips and a 32 inch waist. Guys like my blue eyes and long lashes. My cock, if you want to call it that, is small. About 3 inches and thin, on a good day. My balls are almost gone from the HRT that I took for about 2 years. I have a great head of curly long silver hair that's so thick it makes lots of younger guys envious. My breasts are puffy and my thick perky nipples have been vacuumed for years. My ass is probably my best body part. It's bubbly and bouncy and its gotten deep after years of taking big cock. My hole is stretched wide from being a total bottom for over 8 years and makes for an easy no lube entry into my guts. I usually only bareback and even though I'm married, no load is refused. I've had my share of STDs but no HIV, with my last test about a month ago. It was a boring Saturday at home. My wife was working and I was tired of watching bareback porn on the internet. I decided to take a drive to bath house for a change of scenery. When I got there I signed in, picked up my towel and went to my room, which consisted of a bed with a single sheet, end table and a small TV mounted on the wall in the corner. I stripped naked and took a shower to clean up. I noticed a few good looking men in the hall and in the shower. On the way back to my room I took a trip out to the pool and noticed that it was crowded, so I hoped I would meet some guys while I was there. I let my towel drop to my knees. There were hamburgers and hotdogs on the grill, but that's not what I came here for. I turned and went back to the entrance while still dragging my towel. I wrapped my damp towel around my waist and returned to my room. I left the door open and laid on my back on the bed naked. I grabbed the remote to turn on the TV. I scrolled thru the available channels and decided on a bareback channel to get my juices flowing. I glanced at a few of the guys that walked by hoping one would stop and take a look. My hopes were answered in just a few minutes. Standing at my door was a slim guy wearing his obligatory towel around his waist. He was about 5' 8" tall with short graying brown hair. I like any age, and he looked like he was in his 50s. I didn't notice how thin he was until he stepped into my room and dropped his towel. His waist and arms were very slim, and his thighs were thin and sinewy. His cock was stiff and glistening in the room light. It looked thick and about 7 to 8 inches long. I could see his balls behind his bulging cock. Even though I never saw a man who was AIDS wasted, I guessed he definitely is. He had warm eyes and a pleasing smile. I think he either saw me at the pool or in the shower and followed me to my room. He walked over too my bed holding his towel in his left hand and stroked my belly with his right hand. His touch was warm and gentle. It wandered a bit from my belly to my tiny cock and back to my belly where he pressed in firmly and surprised me a bit. He was able to push my belly into my hips while looking into my eyes. I didn't resist and I got the feeling he was telling me that some how my life was going to change today. When he got close enough I wrapped my arm around his legs and pulled his stiff cock into my mouth. I immediately noticed the unmistakable taste of ass and I was hoping he didn't yet shoot his load that day. He grabbed the back of my head and forced his tasty cock deep down my throat, which I was more than happy to let happen, but not enough to allow him to cum. He let out a shiver and a moan and I was getting the sweet taste of his precum onto the back of my tongue. I thought to my self this was already enough. Without saying a word I rolled over onto my belly where he could get a good look at the prize he was about to have. I felt a finger slip into my pussy lips and I had to moan. I lifted my hips to meet his hand just enough so he noticed. Again I was surprised when he pushed his finger deeper and had a good hold of my prostate when he pushed forcefully and it was my turn to let out a loud moan. He must have approved because he put one knee on the bed and moved his other knee on the other side of me. positioning his cock between my ass cheeks. He pressed his wet cock into my hungry hole. He pumped me for about 10 minutes and I felt a last thrust and loud grunt. His cock pulsed his seed into me for what seemed like 5 minutes and I wasn't wanting it to stop. He laid down on my back and kept breathing deeply. I let my hands creep around to his body where I stroked him gently. I found his hand and put his fingers into my mouth and sucked them when I felt him squirm like he was trying to make sure all his AIDS seed was deposited into my body. He lifted himself off my back and told me to turn over. When he got flat onto my belly we kissed each other deeply and I was squirming underneath him. We both started to breathe harder and I eventually felt his cock get harder. He got off briefly and I rolled back onto my belly. He climbed onto my back and his cock found it's mark again, but this time we took our time and I lifted my ass to meet his thrusts. Knowing that with every thrust I was getting closer to his POZ seed gushing into my body and then into my blood stream forever. Two months later I tested POZ. My goal was met.

I'm in Portland for a long weekend. I got here, rested a bit, and went on Sniffies to find out where to cruise. Liberated World was recommended. I drove over and went into the Whack Shack as they call it. There was a big bear naked on one of the couches. I sucked him and then offered my hole. He took it and blew a load in me. I'd been there five minutes and already been bred. There were two guys watching the straight video and I started sucking one. Made the same offer, but he was a total bottom. Moved on to the other but he didn't want to fuck me. Instead, the other guy rode him until he came and the two left together. Now it was just me and a big guy. He declined all help. It got really dull for about an hour and he finally accepted my mouth. I offered my hole but he wanted a condom. I declined and then when he got close, I sat down on his bare cock with no objection. He left and I was getting ready to go, but then a new daddy walked in. He got undressed and revealed two artificial limbs. It took him a while to get hard, but, he got on his knees and I got fucked by an about amputee for the first time. I played a little with an old guy who walked in but he couldn't get hard and I left. Got back to the Airbnb and thought I would go to bed, but then the itch still needed to be scratched. I went back on Sniffies and tried a local park but it was a pick up spot, not a place to actually fuck. Then a bunch of guys mentioned Buckman Field. I went. Walked until I met someone who gave me all the cruising tips. Then he gagged me with his cock and fucked me. He spit in my mouth and moved me to doggy before breeding me. I came across two guys playing and they took turns on me then one fucked the other into my hole. He bred me that way and then the other guy bred me. I got a polite rejection from a cute Indian guy before moving on. Six loads. Not bad for the first day.

Oh Man would you look at this boy's hole. It is going to feel so good wrapped around my hard cock as I breed him.

I love it. Sex is literally the most intimate you can be with someone so to remove kissing from that equation doesn’t work for me. I can agree that not all kisses are equal. Some guys have kissed me either before or after fucking me and it’s been “meh.” There are two guys I hook up with from time to time who can make me so fucking weak and horny when they kiss me that nothing compares. We all know it’s just sex. There’s no deeper connection than the physical, even though I do find them both very hot. But, for me at least, great kissing takes ok sex up a notch to “do whatever you want to me!” sex.

I got hit up out of the blue on Growlr last night. The guy was about 50 miles away, but there is a lot of north Louisiana hills and forest between us. Google maps said the trip was an hour and twenty minutes. He seemed nice and had a big cock, but I wasn't going to drive that far in the middle of the night. We agreed to try to meet today. After I got off work around 1:00, I had just enough time to clean out and drive up to meet him before he had to leave to go back to Dallas (he was visiting his hometown). I'm not sure why I went this far; I think I just needed to take a drive. I haven't traveled hardly at all during the pandemic. Despite growing up in this part of the world, I actually got to drive some backroads that I had never been down before, but the drive was through the middle of fucking nowhere until I came to his small town right on Interstate 20. His place turned out to be a truly disreputable trailer house. I was very skeptical once I saw it, but I had already driven so far. The inside the trailer was cozy enough. It looked like a Grandma's house which turned about to be what it was; he had recently inherited it from his Grandma. We got naked on the big grandma couch in the living room. I sucked him to a nice 7.5" hardness which was nicely thick. He got me into doggie position and entered me slowly using just spit for lube. He moved me into several positions continuing to fuck. At one point, he started to pick me up, and I kind of freaked. I weigh about 265 which is more than most guys can manhandle. He said, "Don't worry. I got you." This guy is a personal trainer ; he just picked me up and moved me or carried me throughout the rest of the fuck. After 15 or 20 minutes of this, he shot a big load in me. I was so wet with his seed; it was amazing. I got up and peed. When I came back he was stroking his still hard cock. "Will you let me in that hot, wet pussy again?" "Can you go twice?" "We gonna find out." He put me back in doggie on the floor and began pumping my hole just as hard and fast as before. I managed to grab my poppers this time; last time we were in the middle of it before I thought about them. We fucked in this position until I notice I was starting to get a little rug burn on my knees. We moved up the couch. He pressed my face into the back of the couch, pressed down to arch my back, and went back to fucking. After 20 solid minutes of pumping, he asked me to beg for his load. A little bit of dirty talk got him over the edge, and he bred another huge load into me. I just took off my clothes (about 6 hours later), and my hole was still so full that nut ran down my legs. We will definitely do this again. Here's the most interesting part of this great fuck (may not be for everyone). This guy had once been morbidly obese. He has lost over 200 lbs. He has lots of loose skin on his belly that he hasn't been able to get removed yet. I had never touched someone with this amount of loose skin before. I always was afraid it would feel gross. It was one of the most comforting and erotic things I had ever felt. When his loose skin draped across my body it felt like being wrapped up the warmest and softest weighted blanket you could ever imagine. It was a really comforting feeling. I told him how good it felt, and he seemed really pleased. It was wonderful experience.

this is so fucking hot! its sexy to hear about how slutty and promiscuous tops can be too. us powerbottoms are always bragging about all the men who fuck us but we never get to hear about all the holes powertops are out there fucking. plus these are our fave tops cause they clearly don't give a fuck about the boys they use. We are clearly just fuckholes to these men. guys who go around sliding their raw cocks into faggot after faggot, breeding whoever they want and not even bothering to ask our name or get a number or pretend to give a fuck about a bunch of dirty cumdumps are amazing. Breeding random faggots, married men on the DL, and knowing that so many bottoms are easy whores that thy can fuck with no strings attached, no questions asked and spreading their seed around to as many holes as they want. I had a boyfriend who would take me to the bathhouse and blindfold me in our room, ass up towards the door and hole lubed then would go around fucking sluts while I took loads and see if he could fuck more faggots than I took loads. what's surprising is I won half the time.plus he would come back and get me to suck his cock clean after each ass he fucked (covered in random guys loads) and I always got to take his last load of the day/night in my sloppy used up pussy.

Sorry if this one is a bit more romantic than slutty... I was back visiting Vancouver where I used to live, and I saw this guy on scruff right near where I was staying. We used to grab drinks when I lived there, and I had the biggest crush on him. He was just the kindest, nicest guy I’d ever met. He was from Central America, and I loved having a pint with him. Sometimes we’d go for a walk around the park, or watch the sunset on the beach. We even kissed once... but that was it. And here he was on scruff! So I said hi, wondering if he’d remember me after 5 years. And of course he did. He invited me over for a drink, which got me excited, but also we’d never really done anything sexual, which was fine. If it was just a drink, it still would have been great to see him again. So I went over, and he poured me a beer, and we caught up for over an hour. It was really late, and he was just wearing this grey undershirt and red gym shorts that so d his bulge, it was driving me crazy. Finally he sat next to me and put his hand on my knee, and then we started making out. it was so exciting and intense, and we just started stripping down. I’m a top, but he just started taking control and kissing me all over my body, which drove me wild. And then he just gently slid into me. No discussion of whether or not he should put a condo, on or anything. After 5 years, and we were finally having sex!!! He fucked me, but then suddenly pulled out and came all over me. I was a bit sad, because I was having such an amazing time, and really getting into a bottoming mode. I rubbed his cum all over my chest and loved it. But he just stayed hard... So a got on top of him and slid it back inside of me. We just stared into each other’s eyes, as he fucked me deeper than I had ever been fucked before. This time he didn’t pull out. And I couldn’t believe how much he still had left in him. When I pulled off. I started dripping. Again, thinking that it was over, but also FULLY satisfied, e laid there spooning for a bit. But again, his cock just stayed rock hard. He asked if he could go in again... which of course he could. Holding me tightly and kissing my neck he fucked me slowly and again, shot another load in me.I was getting chills at how good it felt. We faced each other and made out a bit more. It was hard not to kiss him constantly. He was also soooo gorgeous. He was really toned, had this perfect beard, and these sweet droopy bedroom eyes. I couldn’t help myself, so I climbed on top again to have STILL hard cock. He said he wasn’t sure if he could cum again, and I said that was fine, I just wanted to feel him I’m me as long as I could. But eventually he started really thrusting and then laid me down on my back and really fucked the shit out of me. He was soooo adorable, because he asked again “can I cum inside you?” We were both sweaty, and I couldn’t believe he’d cum 4 times. But again, we were spooning and he said how much he enjoyed the third one were he fucked me gently on our side. Again he asked if it was okay to slide his dick in me again, and again he asked if he could cum in me. Which of course he did. There was something that just felt soooooo raw about it. Like I e been going bareback for years, but with him it just felt like I was so fully naked. And that the sex we we’re having was more bare than I’d ever had before. Hope we can meet again next time I’m back!

I like loose hole. Hairy or smooth, just prefer it natural. I like a lippy cunt, nice big puffy meaty ass lips

Meeting the Boyfriend The reminder on my phone had been hassling me for a few days but I wanted to get Dragonboy"s cousin taken care of first. I glanced over at the still sealed bag on the table with my meds safely inside and thought "Today over lunch we can check up on him." The laptop chirped and I knew I had more email waiting. The ominous one titled "You have 11 new messages waiting for you" from one of my hookup sites gave me mixed emotions. I left it to be the last one I dealt with. Logging on to the site, I read through them. A couple were the usual "Your hot" or "Hi wanna fuck?" messages. One I recognized and was hesitant to open it up, but I did. "Hi. Sorry for running off. I was scared. Was surprised since you never said he was poz. I hope we can try it again soon. I am ready now" was the message from allcum4me2. I laughed to myself and figured a day later he was jacking off thinking about how he took his first unmedicated loads. Now he was regretting freaking out and was now hooked. Hitting the reply button I typed out "Not me you need to apologize to. I'll pass ur info to him and he can decide to meet again or not." I replied to one other message that seemed like a good chance for a hookup and then closed my laptop and got back to work. The morning dragged and I was on my third cup of coffee when it finally got to lunch time. Thankfully the rain from earlier had stopped and I headed off to the pharmacy in a pair of jeans and a tight tee. It was a pleasant walk and thankfully some of the boarded up places were getting fixed up. I wasn't really sure what I wanted when I got to the drug store, but the first thing I needed to know was how Sanjiv fared with a few loads of my special seed. I walked through the aisles toward the back of the store and saw a few people waiting in line. I took my spot at the end, six feet behind the person in front of me and looked behind the counter. There were two people working, both with their backs to me. The first turned and it wasn't him but when the other turned around I spotted my target. I couldn't get a good look at him but he seemed tired. I finally got up to the front of the line and he saw me. He leaned over and told the other pharmacist something and the other guy nodded. The other worker disappeared when he finished with his customer and that left me with Sanjiv as my only option. "May I help you sir?" He asked as I approached the counter. I leaned in closer than I was supposed to and told him "I'm just checking up on you to see what happened." "Jacob, I'm going to take a break. Can you handle the counter?" Sanjiv called out behind him. "Yeah" was the response and a few seconds later we were over in the corner of the store. "You don't mess around, do you? That was one bad fuckin' flu" Sanjiv said. I smiled back at him and replied "It's what you asked for, right?" "Well... yeah. I just didn't expect it to be that bad. It freaked my boyfriend out too. He thought I had Covid" Sanjiv said. "Does he know what it really was?" I asked. "No, now he thinks it was just a bad flu I got from being run down. I've been working a lot of hours the past few months" Sanjiv explained. "Good, it's really hot when they don't know. You been fucking him a lot since you recovered?" I asked, the evil grin on my face obscured by the mask. "Monday was my first day back at work, but I've been doing him every night this week. He even commented last night about how much more energetic the sex has been since I was sick. I told him I was making up for the days I missed fucking him" Sanjiv said with a gleem in his eye. Grinning, I asked "What night do you want me over next week?" At that point, I think he realized that I hadn't been kidding when I told him I wanted to do his boyfriend. I had no idea what his boyfriend even looked like, nor did I care. "Ummm... I... I don't know. I work until 8 PM every day next week" Sanjiv replied. He was nervous and I enjoyed seeing him squirm. "That's fine, I like late night hookups. Tuesday good?" I asked as I leaned in close. A drip of sweat ran down his forehead and nose into his mask. "Uh... okay" he replied softly. "10 PM good for you? Give me your address and I'll be there" I said before a little pause. "Oh, I'm going to need to know what excuse you're giving him, unless you bring random men home to fuck him all the time." More drips of sweat ran down his forehead before he looked me in the eye and said "Meet me out front of the pharmacy at 9 PM. I'll think of something by then. I need to get back to work." I chuckled and let him walk back behind the counter. I thought about stopping by on Sunday or Monday to make sure our meeting was still on, but I took the time to meet up again with a furry Italian guy I'd fucked a few weeks earlier. He wasn't as tight this time and it was a much longer fuck. I gave him two big loads and still wrecked his hole judging by the pink hue of cum dripping down his hairy legs. He even commented on the taste of my cock when he sucked me clean. Tuesday evening arrived and I was happy I'd taken a day off from fucking and built up a good quantity of enhanced cum. I was a few minutes early so I leaned against the building and pulled out my phone to see who was nearby on one of my apps. No one was within a block but after that, it seemed like every gay slut was online. I got a few that checked to see if I was looking. I made mental notes of the ones that would be good hookups later in the week. A couple minutes past the hour, Sanjiv walked out the door and one of his co-workers locked up behind him. "You all ready to do the deed?" I asked from the shadows. He jumped a little, surprised by my voice. I pointed up and said "You guys need to fix some of these lights. It's not safe out here." "You scared the shit out of me. Yeah, I know about the lights but they've been trying to get them fixed since the riots died down without much luck" Sanjiv replied. We walked down the street before turning down one of the main streets in the area. About six blocks later, we turned again and walked a few buildings down and stopped. "Here's the deal. My boyfriend has been wanting to open our relationship up for a while. I don't think he has the willpower to refuse a bare fuck and if anyone is gonna knock him up I want it to be me. I told him that I'll give it a chance, but I get to pick the first few guys" Sanjiv said to me quietly, face to face. I nodded and asked "So I'm the first that you know of since you got serious?" He stared back at me and his eyes told me it was a sore subject. "He's strayed a few times but I can always tell. With Covid, he's been really good so I told him Sunday I found someone I could trust for a quick fuck. He's been excited ever since. He has no idea who you are or what you look like. One fuck. That's all you get. No swapping numbers, no repeats. You understand?" he said bluntly. I laughed to myself never having imagined Sanjiv to be a possessive top. "Yeah, I understand. You know, he may dump you when he finds out what you did to him" I replied. I could see his smirk through his mask. "You're the ideal scapegoat. This is going to work out perfect" he said with a chuckle. We walked through the door, up to the third floor and down the hall to his apartment. He opened the door and we both walked in. Once inside, Sanjiv pulled his mask off and I followed suit. It was a nice apartment, clearly 'decorated' and not just stuff added as needed. The chairs and sofa matched, as did the tables, and all of the accessories were color and style coordinated. I looked around and there was no sign of the boyfriend. I peered into the kitchen and it was empty and clean. Sanjiv started walking toward a short hallway and I followed. "There you are. You look like you're ready" Sanjiv said. Once inside the bedroom I saw him - naked and kneeling in the center of the bed. He was short and thin, blond by the look of his eyebrows, but his hair was dyed a few different shades and hung down from the top over the shaved sides of his head. His blue eyes stared back, carefully examining every part of me. I was doing the same and while he looked like he might have an attitude, he also looked like he might be easy to control. Moving closer, I unbuckled my belt and unzipped my jeans. "I hope he sucks as good as you said" I said. We hadn't talked at all about what his boyfriend liked or did, I just thought my comment would be appropriate to the storyline. Sanjiv's boyfriend looked up at me and grinned as he crawled over to the edge of the bed. He gave a tug and pulled my jeans and trunks down together. "Fuck yeah" he said, seeing my partially hard cock for the first time. The dark shaft looked good against the pale hand he he held it in. He gave the shaft a few strokes before he pulled the foreskin back and licked over the exposed head and moaned. Once he got his lips wrapped around my cock, he started to really suck on it. I looked over to see how Sanjiv was dealing with his boyfriend blowing me. He was rubbing his crotch and seemed to be enjoying it. I wondered if that attitude would change when my bare cock was pounding his boy's ass. This went on for a few minutes and I pulled my t-shirt over my head and dropped it to the floor. Next, I slipped my sandals off and then pushed my jeans down the rest of the way. Sanjiv's boyfriend kept my cock fully enveloped in his mouth as I finished stripping, just like a good cocksucker should. A few nods of my head and Sanjiv got the hint and started to take his clothes off too. "You want to fuck him first?" I asked. "No, I'll do him when you're done" Sanjiv replied, coldly. Chuckling, I grabbed his boyfriend's head and slowly started to fuck his mouth. When I pushed deeper and entered his throat, he barely gagged and let me slide down until my balls were on his chin. Pulling back, I saw my cock covered in spit and slime and gave a few quick thrusts before burying my cock in his throat again and staying there. He lasted almost thirty seconds before he started to struggle and I waited a few more seconds before pulling out far enough for him to breathe. Giving him a few light pats on his face, I said "mmm, good cocksucker. Now show me that ass." The boyfriend slowly pulled off my cock, leaving a long string of drool hanging from the tip. He turned around and was now facing Sanjiv who was leaning against the wall stroking his cock. Sanjiv seemed to be enjoying the scene so far and I wondered again if that would continue when he saw me fuck his boyfriend. I had seen it before when I was a third for a couple - foreplay was ok, but attitudes changed when my cock entered one of the partner's holes. I bent down and looked the boyfriend's ass over, spreading his ass cheeks and spitting on the pink hole. I rubbed my thumb in circles around the ring and then pushed it in. My thumbnail scraped as it went in and I was pretty rough as I plunged my thumb in and out, twisting it around and stretching the hole open. After a couple minutes I swapped my thumb for a pair of fingers and stretched and scraped him further. I leaned in and withdrew my fingers right before shoving my tongue in. I licked around the hole before jabbing my tongue inside the ring. The boyfriend clenched his ass around my tongue and I gave his butt a swift slap. When he relaxed, my tongue darted in and out for a bit and then I used my fingers again, alternating my tongue and finger-work. When I sensed the familiar copper taste, I knew my prep was done. Slowly I stood up, dragging my tongue from his hole up and along the center of his back. I tapped my hard, wet cock on his ass and started to push in. "Wait! You got a condom on, right?" the boyfriend yelled out. I looked up and Sanjiv had a wicked smile on his face. "No, I never use em. Much better feeling a bottom's cunt when it's skin on skin" I replied. "You gotta cover up. Only my boyfriend fucks me raw" he said. I looked back to Sanjiv and raised my eyebrows. "You heard the boy. He wants it wrapped. I hope you brought something that fits that cock of yours" Sanjiv said. I could tell by the tone in his voice he was enjoying making me work for his boyfriends bare ass. "No. I didn't bring any fucking condoms since I never fuck with them. Now open that ass up and show me what that hungry pussy feels like" I said sternly. Apparently, the boyfriend was ready for this situation and reached under a pillow and pulled out a couple condoms. He handed one back to me which I begrudgingly took. Chuckling, I said "This ain't gonna fit" right before I ripped the packet open with my teeth. The moment the boyfriend turned back looking at Sanjiv, I pushed my finger into the condom exposing the tip and gave a quick bite to it, puncturing the latex. I rolled the damned thing on, feeling it squeeze tightly around my thick cock, muttering my displeasure the whole time. It was too tight and too short but I knew it wouldn't last long. He reached back to feel the rubber on my dick and then guided it toward his hole. There really wasn't enough spit or lube on and in his hole for a condom fuck and I was counting on that to helping rip it open after a few hard thrusts. Four thrusts it turned out to be and by the sixth thrust there was just a ring of latex around my cock and some shreds hanging off of it. His unprotected hole felt so much better and was soon getting coated with my viral precum. My cock had been driving into his ass for several minutes when he reached back and I grabbed his hand and held it in the small of his back. I'm sure he was going to check to see if the condom was still on. Each thrust was firm and the exposed head of my cock was bouncing off his inner ring, causing him to yell out a whimper each time. The pounding was strong enough that after a few more minutes his one arm couldn't hold up his body and with one particularly strong shove, he collapsed on his face. Face down, ass up is always a good position to fuck. I pulled his other hand back so that both were held together right where I imagined a biohazard tramp stamp would look really good on him. I drilled him like this for another few minutes and then calmly said "I think the condom broke." "What? FUCK!!! Pull out! I have another one here" the boyfriend yelled out. I could see Sanjiv laughing to himself and then giving me a nod. "No fuckin way. Once I start fucking, I don't stop until I've dumped my load" I replied. I climbed up and pinned the boyfriend to the bed and started to pound harder. "See? Doesn't that feel better? No god-damned latex between my dick and that sweet pussy of yours" I grunted out as we bounced on the bed. Sanjiv was stroking his cock harder and I hoped he wasn't going to waste his charged seed. I gave him a stern look and he backed off, unlike me. I fucked harder. The boyfriend was whimpering from my assault, but no longer complaining about my raw fucking. Just like every other guy, he preferred his sex without any barriers between the two bodies. He probably wouldn't have even brought up fucking with a condom if Sanjiv wasn't standing right there. If I could crawl inside his head he was probably cheering the broken condom since deep down he knew he was a cum dump. A soon to be poz cum dump. My balls started to tighten and my breathing got labored. I had leaked enough precum inside him so we all heard the tell-tale sounds of a sloppy hole. It was about to get even sloppier. I whispered in the boyfriend's ear "Beg for it" and he weakly yelled out "No!" "Come on. I know you want it. Beg for my load!" I told him. When he replied "No!" again, I pulled all the way out and slammed my cock all the way in. He cried out as my cock blasted through his inner ring. I did it three more times and then said again "Beg for it!" He turned his head to look up at Sanjiv, probably wanting permission but Sanjiv stayed silent. Sanjiv stood there with his hard, dripping cock in his hand and a the expression on his face was more of impatience than anything else. I pulled half-way back and drove in again. A few moments later I heard him say quietly "Breed me." "What?" I asked. "Breed my fuckin pussy! I need your hot load filling my guts!" he screamed out. My dick understands a few commands and that's one of them. The first shot pumped deep inside him and I pulled back just a bit to spray the next few forceful ropes of viral cum a little shallower. In all, there were almost a dozen volleys of sperm that shot out of my cock into the boyfriend's ravaged hole. I laid there, my sweaty chest against his back with my slowly softening cock sealing in all of my diseased cum. After a few minutes, I pulled out and stood up. I spotted the bathroom and went in and grabbed a hand towel from the rack. I pulled the last condom remnants off my dick and tossed them in the trash can before wiping my cock on the soft, white towel leaving a smear of dark pink cum across it. When I walked back into the bedroom, Sanjiv was balls deep into his boyfriend. He gave four or five more thrusts and then growled out as he delivered his own toxic load. "Cum, it's the best lube" I said as I picked up my trunks and jeans and slipped them on. My shirt was next and I slipped my sandals on before heading to the door. Sanjiv was still inside his boyfriend, breathing heavily. There were no "goodbyes" or swapping digits. My work was done and I'd find out what happened the next time I hit the pharmacy.

I've been blessed to be a grower and not a shower, and over the last 12 years since I started bottoming, I'm glad to say that I don't even get hard anymore. All my sensations and pleasure come my pussy and from the size of my tops cock. I've had numerous tops comment on how they love I have a clit dick and no my place. my balls are also very compact and don't hang very low either. I can hold both in one hand and it makes them both look even smaller. I love the excitement on the tops face when i lay back and spread my legs and they see that they are the obvious man in the fuck we're about to have. They've told me if I had a nice pair of breasts I would be the perfect bottom.

I love making my dick as small and unassuming as possible when I bottom, to the point that I lock it in the tiniest chastity cage I can fit it into. I've gone to bath houses like that, but all I ever end up getting is grumpy bottoms because they can't "convince" some switch to top them. It's a kink, but I love seeing small dick guys getting railed, and being verbally abused for the shortcomings

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

Part 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.

Well I guess I should explain I live with another gay guy, Tom. He always gets the hottest and greatest asses. He has a beautiful body with just the right amount of tattoos on his body to drive you wild. I love to sit in the living room listening to him fuck some hot guys. After the guy leaves Tom sits down in chair in the living room, opens a red spiral bound notebook from his end table, makes some notes and frequently will chuckle saying as he puts the book away, saying "That hottie was just initiated into the club." He then generally went to bed or went about his business. I finally had to see what was in the book after we had been roommates for a couple months. There must have been close to 200 names in the book. Each page was marked at the top with a month and year, with the earliest date going back to March, 2003, but only one name was recorded, I]John[/i] and beside the name, was a smiley face and paragraph telling about how John initated him into the club. I thought it odd there were no notations for the balance of the year other than that one entry. The next page was dated April 2004. There were four names on the page and behind the name was either a smiley face or a star with a big circle around. I just laughed and thought Tom must enjoy all the ass he gets, and put the book back. I never told him I looked at his book 'cause we tried to respect each other's privacy. About three months ago Tom invited me to go with him to the club. His boys were out of town and he needed some drinks and some ass, so I decide to go. It was hot at the club and before long guys were all over Tom. I was sitting beside him at the bar and a hottie named John came over to me and started flirting with me. He led me to dance floor to dance and pushed me to a corner to kiss me and pin me to the wall. He asked how far my place was from the bar. I replied "Ten minutes." He asked if we could go there. I pointed to Tom saying he and I had ridden together. John looked over, registered Tom, and remarked it looked like he might be going home with someone else tonight. I looked over and saw John was almost certainly right: Tom was paying his tab and leaving with one of the hotties from the bar. He looked over at me, gestured to the door, indicating he was leaving. John kissed me again and said "Come on, let's go," paying my tab and smiling at the bartender. What a nice guy. We left and went to my place. Before we could get the door closed he was kissing me and taking off his clothes. He pushed me onto the couch and stripped me naked. We ended up naked and he kissed me and asked if I had a condom, to which I replied "No." "Damn" he replied "I can't fuck you without a condom. I got to have one." He then asked if my roommate had any, and he got up and headed into Tom's room, returning with a box of condoms with a big star with a circle around it. He smiled and said "Now I can fuck the shit out of you boy." It wasn't long before we were fucking like animals and I was enjoy feeling his eight inch cock in my ass. He was rough and enjoyed making me really feel him inside me. He leaned down and kissed me and started to moan, saying "Yeah, here it cums." And with that I could feel the warmth of his explosion in my ass. John collasped on top of me and we lay there for a few minutes, his cock still deep inside my hole. Then he withdrew, stood-up, and freaked saying "Oh fuck dude, oh fuck. I'm sorry dude. The condom must have broken. He was visibly upset. I replied "It's OK, John, it happens." He stammered "No, it isn't OK. I have Aids, and my cum will infect you." I lay there, trying to remember what I should do, if anything, as he dressed to leave. Just then Tom walked in, greeted us, and turned to me saying "How do you know John?" Tom then noticed the box of condoms, and before John or I could get a word in, Tom asked "Did you borrow those from my room?" I replied "Yeah, he wouldn't fuck me without a condom." Tom chuckled saying "Well welcome to the club roomie. Those are my trick condoms for those guys who say they won't fuck without condoms. I cut the tips off and put them back in the pack so no one knows but me." He then laughed and said "John initiated me in the club in early 2000s. Doctors said he wouldn't live another six months, but here he is." He walked over to his book saying "See this book? This is list of all the guys I've pozzed. I put a star with a big circle if I had to stealth them with the trick condoms." Tom chuckled again saying "I always thought I would get to poz your ass. It never occurred to me my benefactor would have the honors."

I picked up the pace, my PA and, indeed, whole bulbous cock head now breaching his inner ring on each thrust. Something in there was catching on my PA, driving me crazy with the feeling but also from the thought of what I was doing to him. My bicep snaked it's way around his slender neck, flexing as I revelled in my own power. "Gonna knock you up kid", I growled in his ear. His struggles were a delight. The little body squirming ineffectively under me. "no! no, you said you'd pull out" I humped down on him harder. My body beating the struggle from him. "nah, you said that". I squeezed harder as my balls began to evacuate my potent seed into his receptive guts. A big load, owing to lack of action during these strange, locked-down times which was now been forced into his body. He'd stopped struggling and I think his little cock had climaxed at some point. I lay there, holding him in place, willing my babies to feed off him, knowing he'd be trying to dump them as soon as I let him. ,,,,, Later, after he'd gone, I wondered whether he'd find his way to an STD clinic or GP or whether lockdown would increase my chances of converting him. Who knew? I went back to my weights putting my energy into keeping my big body toned and strong. I needed it for my work as a trainer and builder (furloughed from both for now) and also to snare the kind of hot twinks that I love though they were thin on the ground since the Covid-19 lockdown belatedly hit this great city. A little more about me: outside of the bedroom I'm in no way aggressive. I'm single, and easy going. I help out with youth groups and look after my neighbours in the small apartment block in which I live in central London. I play rugby, wrestle and swim for fun where my 6'2'' 240lb frame helps or hinders (depending on which I am doing). ..... Out on my little balcony later that afternoon, I heard my upstairs neighbour knocking around. "Jake, how you keeping?" I shouted up at him. "Yeh, ok, I guess, bored as heck though man. Not seen anyone in about a week". "Really? What about your folks?" "They are isolating, got symptoms and they can't risk giving it to me." "Oh, yeah, course. Sorry to hear that". Jake was in his late teens, maybe early 20s. A fragile kid though, immune system issues. The apartment was bought for him and I'd never known him go out to work since he had moved in a year ago. he never went out much at all, to be honest. "Anything I can do to help?" "Been hoping you would say that...actually I've been looking out for you, everyone else seems to have left the city!". There were six apartments in total in our little block and they were indeed unusually quiet. "What can I do for you?" "Would you be able to get me some supplies? I'm out of bread, milk and pizza, and I need my meds picking up from the chemist before the bank holiday". "Sure thing. I was going to the shop before the Easter break anyway. I'll come up and get your list now" Up one flight of stairs and Jake was waiting, door open, list in hand. At 5'5'' he probably didn't weigh 100lbs wet through. A cute little face under dirty blond hair but not really my type, at least I'd never thought of him that way. "The chemist shuts at 6pm. I'm so glad you can get this for me" he said, handing over a prescription and a short shopping list. His eyes seemed to linger on my groin, not unusual for me when I'm in my running shorts which ride fairly high but I brushed it off and headed out on my errands. ..... I spent a while in the supermarket at one point almost picking up a hot young soccer player but his straight mates got too close and he scarpered but with my phone number shoved in his shorts. I was still horny at the checkout when I remembered the chemist. "Fuck! They'd be long closed by now". I checked anyway but they'd locked up for the break so I made my way back to Jake. He invited me in but asked me to sit at the other end of the sofa and I explained what had happened. The meds really seemed to throw him, so I offered to do my best to get him some over the weekend and to be on call 24/7 in case something happened and he seemed to calm down. I gave him a beer from my shopping bag which initially he refused as he'd not supposed to drink and we watched some TV together. WWE wrestling seemed to be his favourite so we watched that together. I began to tell him how wrestling really worked, both pro and freestyle and he was clearly psyched that I actually did this sport which he loved to watch for fun. "Have you been on TV?" "No man, but there's a few vids of me wrestling kicking about on Youtube and the like". In the end, I could only find one video on a non-porn site but we watched it with Jake eagerly questioning me. About then my phone bleeped: Soccer boy from the supermarket. He wanted to play. I made my excuses with Jake, made sure he had my number and promised to check in on him first thing tomorrow. ..... Not five minutes later I was buzzing soccer-boy up to my door. I had him strip to his briefs in my bedroom, admiring his toned body and little cock bulge. Then he undressed me, pulling my running singlet over my head and easing my running shorts down over my thighs. His eyes caught on my biohaz tat, lurking above my cock and lit up at the sight of my heavy PA and hardening cock. I let him lick for a minute or two before shoving my length down his throat after laying him on his back on my bed. I love mounting a twinks head and throat like this but I was really craving his shapely little arse so after five minutes I had him come up for air and flipped him onto his front, exposing that peachy, wrinkled hole. My fingers slipped inside, telling me he was no novice though he was still very tight and I slapped his pucker with my PA several times, teasing him and dripping my pre over him. With that it was time to push forward and open him up... "Wait! You need to rubber up!" he was handing me a jonny that had been in his shorts. "Really?" Not been one of my usual online hookups, we hadn't discussed this. "Just the tip...to get you open". I pushed harder, the edge of my PA disappearing in him but his hole resisting me hard. "No man. I've seen your tat. I'm not on prep". My cock swelled at this news. "No condom, no fuck". I smiled. "ok, ok", grabbing the rubber off him and rolling it over half my shaft, it was tight as fuck. A quick wad of spit, for my benefit, and I was plunging into his mostly dry hole. Between his legs, pushing them wide apart while I worked my full length in. "fuck....fuck...fuck, you are hurting me" he whimpered, getting louder. I thought of Jake upstairs, not wanting to alarm my little buddy and pulled out of my new fuck toy. "got any lube man?" he asked, taking in my still rubbered cock. "nothing proper" I lied "but we could try this". I reached for the vaseline. "Sure, ok". I got him to lie on his back and push open his hole as i put a few thick gloops inside him before wiping my fingers clean on his chest and placing my cock in his entrance. Sliding back in, I could see he was in relative heaven and in no time I was balls deep. His little hands were grasping around my cock base, amazed at how wide I was but checking for the precious, life saving condom. I did him a 'favour' and pulled out, stretching the rubber so that it went right down to the base and he kept it pinned there as I plunged back in, now reassured it wasn't unrolling inside him. His own stretching and the vaseline made it inevitable and with one hard thrust i felt the rubber break. "mmmm....I'm through your inner cunt now", I reassured him, placing my musky armpit over his cute face to give him too much to think about as I could feel my beast literally shredding his velvety insides. I held on as long as I could, listening to him moan, thinking of Jake upstairs but now not because of the disturbance but because of his cute skinny body. It was all too much and my cock began to flex, depositing my dirty seed so deep inside this fertile twink that I knew he wouldn't feel it or be able to push it out in a hurry. With that, I ripped my cock out of him and pulled off the shreds of rubber from it before sitting astride his chest, pinning him to the bed as he tonged my cock and balls clean of his own ass juices while he jerked his cock juices up my back unaware of my DNA seeping into him

Just re-read my own story and it got me hard and wet all over again...

I'm uncut and I quite enjoy having my dick ripe and being able to smell it when I pull it out. But what turns me on really hard is sucking ripe/cheesy cocks. The best part about it is that I can still taste it in my mouth hours later.

FUUUUCK yes. I finally found a cage small enough for my tiny clit of a cock. guys used to be able to slide it out of the one i had, which was fucking annoying. i tend not to wear it with my regulars, but throw it on before i go cruising so that guys i haven't met before get the fucking hint. Blessed indeeeeed. So glad I'm not a big-dicked bottom. I'm a grower, but I'm still on the small side when I get hard, and the only things that get me hard are not things that bottoms trying to get me hard would ever think to do, thank god. Flatter me? Submit to this faggot? Yeah, that's not gonna do the trick. force me to drink your piss, work me over with a whip, or degrade me in front of an audience, yup, you might just get me hard. Might. It's rare. And anytime in the last 4 years that I've tried getting it anywhere near a hole, it goes soft right away... I used to kind of enjoy giving my poz load to the right bottom, but pleasure really only comes from my hole, my nips, and submitting to a piggy dom.

I couldn't go but I asked my friend how CU was at TV: boybottom4use wrote: Yes I went from 8:30-11:30, it was ok but not real crowded. Maybe 50 or so guys, some wore masks some didn’t. I didn’t wear one, I collected 9 loads in my ass and sucked a couple guys off. All 3 floors were for Cumunion but most action was in the darkroom on the 1st & 3rd floors. There was this young, skinny twink boy who got fucked by multiple guys. I talked with him for a little bit and he said he was new to Atlanta. He had a real cute little ass and loved getting fucked. I told him about Heretic, BJ’s (Xion) and Flex

It’s true that she shouldn’t say those things, but basically at all other times she’s a selfless, loving person. It’s something I can let slide because, a) What she’s saying is ultimately true and, b) It does turn me on to be humiliated by a woman like that. Even more so precisely because she doesn’t know I like it, so it’s not an act or sex game. It’s also further confirmation that I’m build to be penetrated, not to penetrate. I keep my desire for cock secret from her, but I don’t feel any guilt for doing so.

Loose and sloppy. I'm not into rosebuds, but I do love a well used hole. I like to know that my boy is a huge whore.

Depends on the guy. If he's got gross breath or teeth, I'm out.

Not during COVID! Actually, I've done a lot of kissing at Saunas in other countries - London and Sydney especially, but the US men are not into it at bathhouses generally. 1/1 hookups at a house party definitely more likely.

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It's hard times a lot of students and people that can make ends meet have turned to sex work to survive. Look at how many new onlyfan accounts that have been created in the last couple of months. Canada we received assitance all through out the lockdown. Most countries gave none or very little. I personally would not pay for sex at this stage in my life, but I don't knock people that do. My main issue is hitting up people for money on hookup apps can come across as a bit dishonest since most guys are their for some form of "free" sex. It's better to advertise as a escort being upfront helps a lot.

Part 6 His dick was sticky with assjuices, sperm and some small streaks of blood Mike was still a bit out of the chems, feeling horny, and looking to Dirks dick, hoping he would fuck him again, his mind was wondering about his next fuck, while Dirk cum was seeping out of his damaged hole. Finally the watertemperature was ok, and Dirk pulled Mike from the chair, into the showerroom pushing him under the stream of cascading water, Mike was turning up his face to the stream enjoying the flow of the water rinsing down the sweat and stink of sex, and cum. Dirk was joining Mike under the stream kissing his slut. It was time for another cuddle moment, just to regain again some trust for the next action to come. "How you feeling babes, did you enjoy out little bedaction????" Mike was only moaning and nodding with his head, he looked like a small timid boy with his hair covering his black drugged eyes. "I have something nice for you, make you a nice good slut, would you like to try???" Mike nodded yes eagerly, not knowing what was coming, Dirk turned him around pushing the upperbody of Mike against the showerwall, Dirk did take some soap from the soapdispenser on the wall, and lathered up the ass of Mike, the foam was forming, and Mike was pushing his ass more towards the fingers of Dirk hoping the fingers would enter his hungry ass, but Dirk pulled away his fingers. Instead he aimed his fat dick to the entrance of Mike's hole pushing into to the spincter. Mike did bring out a light yelp and was enjoying the feeling of the fat glant of Dirk in his cunt, it did feel so good to feel the dick again, Mike was trying to get Dirks prick deeper, but Dirk told him off, and hold still, "do not move, just hold still for a while, don't clench your asscheeks, keep still" Mike was dissappointed he was not fucked, but did as he was told, why would he enter my ass with his dick, and not fucking me???? It was strange to Mike, but he did not dare to question Dirk, soon he felt the answer to his question, Dirk was starting to loose a hot stream of piss in the first chamber of his ass, the feeling was amazing, he could feel the stream coating his insides, which gave him a lot of joy. What he did not know was that the chems in the piss was going to perk up the new high. The stream leaving Dirks dick was endless, he always pissing big loads of piss, he enjoyed to piss in a new raped hole, it was one of his favourite things to do. Please let me know if you like it so far, and you want more ok.

When I was younger, I’d fret about my penis size. I was, and still am, quite thin, so it was a length and girth problem. I’ve always been small when flaccid, but years of jerking off too aggressively means that my dick is a horribly misshapen embarrassment when “erect”. No longer a pencil dick, but something worse. I’m attracted to women for the most part and currently have a female partner. We’ve been together for a few years and she always makes comments about my “little” penis and about how some sexual positions “don’t really suit you”. She’s not trying to be mean and she doesn’t think it turns me on. For her, that’s just how it is. She also shares everything with two of her best friends (a guy and girl), so I know that would have been a topic of conversation. The latest occasion, we were looking at sex toys online and she said I should get a strap-on. I’ve never had her fuck me, so I thought that was interesting, but before I could say anything, she said, “...To wear over your penis” ... Utterly humiliating, but another stark reminder that my true calling is as a bottom. Surrendering my hole to a well-endowed guy (or woman wielding a sizeable strap-on) and not worrying about my pathetic dick is such a release. That is my place. I’ve been jamming objects up my ass since shortly post-puberty. I’d watch porn of women being buttfucked and having their asses filled with cum while dildoing myself. I was attracted to the women, but it took me a long time to realize that I was actually jealous of what those cocks were doing to their asses. So now, I live the life of a supposedly straight guy who ticks the boxes by bringing my cock out every so often, while seeking cock and cum to be thrust inside me any chance I get.

Thank you SO MUCH. I am exactly what you describe. When I am fucked, my little nothing is no more than an inch, totally soft, totally nothing. I get satisfaction through my asshole.

Hey, who likes licking a cock while it's fucking an asshole? Rimming the asshole while it's getting sodomized. Who's in?

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

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

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I'm similar. If I don't like something someone says I usually just keep scrolling, but sometimes someone will say something and my reaction is to fill with anger or disgust beyond words. Instead or getting into it, I just downvote. Hardly ever though.

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Decided on another neighborhood walk for the 4th of July to see if anyone was shooting off fireworks. Headed out about 9pm as it was just getting dark wearing a red tank top and jockstrap and blue gym shorts with my red Nikes and a good flashlight. Was surprised by just how many families were outside with either fireworks or sparklers. Before I knew it I was back in that part of the neighborhood and just thinking about what happened last time I started to get a hardon. Got to the house and he was outfront in a lawnchair with a buddy sipping beers watching fireworks that just started across the street. I started to turn around and head home but he called me over to join them. Asking if I wanted a beer as they both had one. I said sure and followed him in the house to get one. His friend followed too. He opened the fridge and I saw the beer was in the bottom bin so I bent over to grab one. He noticed the red jock as he patted me on the butt. I jumped not knowing what to think of his friend. But all was calm. He suggested we sit on the back porch with our beers as a more private place to watch the fireworks. I felt the vibe especially after the second beer on the couch between them. One thing led to another and I found myself naked between them with just my jockstap and Nikes on with both of their hard cocks showing thru their shorts. I took turns sucking on both their cocks to the sounds of the neighbor's fireworks going off. One to the next until the host started playing with my ass as I sucked his friend. First one finger then two and finally three. I heard some clothes rustling and then felt his cock starting to enter my fuckhole. No lube except for his dripping cock. He pounded my ass as I continued to suck on his buddy til he came. His buddy asked if he could have a turn as his wife was out of town. He fucked me like he hadn't had sex in awhile and loaded me up good. We finished our beers and then the fireworks stopped. I walked home in the dark with cum dripping down my leg. When I got home I ate what cum I found that was left and went to bed.

I left Jake in the shower as I raided his kitchen for food. The kid didn't have a lot in so I snook back down to my apartment, not bothering to put anything on over the obscenely revealing briefs. I eat a lot and I'd expended a good bit of energy on Jake so far, so it took a little while to devour my meal and top up on protein shakes. By the time I made it back up to Jake's, it was clear something had happened as he was really upset. A little coaxing revealed that he'd had a phone call with very bad news about his parents, he wouldn't say what but it wasn't hard to imagine. I gathered the little guy up in my arms and comforted him. We moved to the sofa and I put his favourite wrestling channel on the TV as I caressed his tussled hair while he laid on my chest. Time passed and he said little but he seemed more at ease. My hand could't help roaming to his pert little ass cheeks as his head rested between my pecs. I flicked the TV over to Pornhub and selected a wrestling porn playlist I knew of. Jakey's little cocklet began to harden and rub against my abs in his briefs and my finger probed against the thin material that covered his hole, pushing a little harder against it, feeling his firmness. On the screen, an Ed Hunter look-a-like was pinning the hell out of a young twink, his cock escaping from his over-packed jock and getting rubbed over the twink's face and arse as he took control. "He's got the same tattoo as you" he said, noticing the biohaz symbol on the guy's shoulder. It was the first thing Jake had said in over an hour. "Oh, yeah...we're in the same club". The twink had now lost his speedos and the top had whipped off his jock, rubbing it in the kids face as he threw him around some more. I pushed a little harder on Jake's briefs where my finger had been caressing for the last 15 minutes and felt the material give and a small hole appear, allowing me access to his pucker. Jake was humping my abs as the top on the screen pinned the twink face down, hands behind his back and rubbed his cock head at his hole. I spat on my finger and began working my way into the boy, letting his humping motion work my finger inside. I let him open himself up on me as the top made short verbal work of the twink on screen "got my dirty cock in ya, boi"......"gonna knock you up".... Jake's hole was lubing itself up nicely as I whispered in his ear "you want that, don't you Jake" "mmmm...yes sir" "What do you want?" "your big cock" "Where?" "in my arse" "In your cunt, fag, runts like you don't have an arse" "in my fag cunt sir" "Good boy". I rolled us both off the sofa, winding him as he ended up beneath me. I scooped him up from under me, one hand on the back of his undies, the other arm round his chest, giving him a good wedgie as I carried him to the bedroom and threw him face down on his bed. My cock had already escaped the tiny briefs as I fell on to him and I was able to poke it through the hole in Jake's underwear, filling in his little trench with my meat, dripping copious pre. "This gonna hurt you, runt, but I kinda enjoy that and it's your only use in life". I gave him the poppers, more to improve things for me than him and pushed forward. The dumb cunt tried to move forward and I felt his hole tense up, which made me smile. I could feel I was on target and my PA had already slipped in so I just decided to go for it, driving my hips forward against the resistance which failed, all at once, as something in Jake broke, allowing me to slide about 6 inches into him. I clamped my hand over his mouth to muffle the screams and enjoyed his almost too tight chute as it feebly tried to expel me. A sticky warmth was surrounding the end of my cock as I pushed slowly deeper, coming up against Jake's inner sphincter. I played with it for a little while, as Jake's chute lubed me up, mixing with my pre, before gradually increasing the pressure. "What are you doing?" Jake whimpered. I responded by pushing a little harder, breaking his resistance and easing even deeper into him. I groaned in ecstasy as the sphincter locked around my cock head and my sweaty balls rested in the stickiness leaking from Jake. "I'm in your guts boy, my killer cock is right in you, dripping my superior DNA into your runty body". "it hurts" "I don't give a shit, runt" and with that I pulled back, feeling Jake's guts fighting to keep me in him and my PA slicing out through his inner ring. The good thing about this is it feels awesome for me and I know what's going on, Jakey felt relatively little apart from being over full and resistance inside him though and even the pain around his cunt lips was beginning to numb a little. He'd stopped squirming as I settled into a nice rhythm, Jakey barely visible under me, as I scythed through him over and over, thinking of all the ways I was going to fuck this innocent piece of meat while I had the chance. His vulnerability was really turning me on and I could feel my balls tightening. "Nearly time fag" I growled in his ear "gonna cum in ya" "please sir!!" he was clearly desperate for this to end so he could recover "you begging for my dirty load, fag?" "yes sir, give me your load" "you want my seed, you want knocking up?" "yes sir, knock me up" "my poz DNA is gonna murder you kid" At this he started to squirm. "no...no...what?" "you're my prey, runt, gonna inject my killer babies in you" "no,....no...." "squirm boy, drive me crazy, my big dick is smashing you up inside, gonna inject my seed straight into your bloodstream" he was literally fighting for his life and it felt amazing. I could have ended the squirming any time but I just loved it more and more. All too soon my balls tightened and I felt the first powerful flex of my cock. Jake felt it too and grew still. It was too late for him and he knew it. I roared in pleasure as I pumped him full, my load being delivered deep inside him.....

It didn't take long for me to doze off but I was careful to shift most of my weight from Jake as I did, leaving just my thigh laid across his groin in a clear sign of ownership. He too drifted off and we both slept until morning. As the light woke me, it seemed that some of the intensity from last night seemed to have left but, we were both still naked in Jake's bed and I couldn't help but notice that the skinny little runt was humping my thigh in his half awake state. Cheeky little fuck! I lifted my arm and bent over Jakey, enveloping his face in my hairy pit, letting my scent cover him and fill his lungs. He was soon fully awake and relishing his position so I decided to move things on a little, pushing his head lower, towards my groin. He soon got the message and wasted no time in taking my whole soft cock into his mouth. My hands on the back of his head, I rolled us over, as my cock hardened, unrolling down his previously stretched throat. Slowly at first, a trickle of my rich man piss emerged into his throat, flowing on into his stomach. I piss like a bull in the morning and Jake clocked quickly what was happening despite not really tasting my waste. "You've had my protein, runt, time for a drink". Given our relative sizes it was inevitable that a full bladder would be a challenge for Jake and, indeed, looking behind me, I could see his normally concave tummy swelling up as I piss-impregnated him I kept going until I was done, and then spent a relaxed 30 minutes humping his throat to ease my overnight ball load out, this time dragging my cock head into his mouth to allow him the pleasure of tasting my alpha seed

Part 4 The next morning, Jake was keen to get back to his place and check in with his parents' doctors. I gave him breakfast, still just dressed in my briefs and enjoyed him snatching glances of my bulge. I could see him trying to make out the outline of my PA, the object of his attention. He changed back into his clothes and left, seemingly ok health-wise, though obviously worried. I couldn't help shoving the discarded boxer briefs to my nose as I picked them up off the floor and blood engorged my cock as I drank in his innocent smell. I knew I'd be hitting Grindr later but decided to hit the weights hard first. By midday, I was pumped and the sweat was running off me but Grindr was quiet as hell. Early days of this lockdown and my usual prey, the young twinks were obviously trying to behave. I hadn't logged into BBRTS in a while as it hadn't been necessary but I gave it a try. ignoring any messages from offline profiles I quickly zoned in on three local guys, all neg and all local. "RunnerBtm" turned out to be a fairly hot 40 something guy, working out of London (away from home) and basically isolated in a local hotel when he wasn't at work. we quickly established that he needed cock and liked it rough and raunchy. He was married with kids which made him hotter, in my book. My profile says "ask me", he didn't, but I did tell him I don't pull out. As instructed he was naked in his dark hotel room when I arrived. I had him strip me and then tongue my pits as he stood there. His head was at the perfect height and he knew better than to play with his "pathetic little cock" (actually the best part of 6'', but who's asking?). After he'd done a good job I pushed him to the floor on his back and squatted over his face, His facial hair tickled my swollen nuts as I teabagged him and he licked me clean and pretty soon I was rubbing my musky trench over his whole face. I was really getting into him tonging my manhole and he was doing a great job. Occasional smotherings kept him keen for air but what I really wanted was to plant a baby in his middle aged tummy, so after a while I chucked him face down on the bed and climbed aboard. I was rock solid and found his douched and pouty hole without the aid of my hands and I was quickly balls deep. His guts were velvety warm. caressing their invader and he only struggled as I pressed home into his inner sphincter, which gripped my PA on each outward stroke. "mmmm fag....you want my babies don't you?" "yes sir" he groaned in response "gonna plant them in you...a real fucking man. you fuck your wife with your maggot cock?" "yessir, but it's so small" "from now on, it will be my DNA that you fuck into her" "mmmm...yes sir" "so close...gonna poz you so deep" "what?" "poz you up dumb fuck" "no!!...pull...out..." Mmmm. The inevitable struggle. Sure fire way to milk my dick and sure enough I felt myself blasting inside his inner hole as he struggled weakly beneath me. I growled in his ear, staying in him to massage my essence into his being as he struggled, whimpered, gave in and then climaxed himself beneath me...but i was still thinking of Jake

As we slipped under the duvet, I vowed to myself to keep my briefs on and let little Jakey have a night of feeling safe at what was clearly a scary time for him. I caught him glancing at my body a few times but, knowing his love of wrestling and the contrast with his own body, it was hardly surprising. Pretty soon he was out for the count, face down, his mid length hair like a halo on the pillow. Sleep came much harder for me, despite my two fucks earlier, but eventually I drifted off, making sure to keep to my side of the bed. In my dreams, Soccer Boy was still here, sparko and naked in my bed, his pert little arse tempting me to top him up with my seed. I stretched out my thigh, laying it across his butt before inching my whole body over his as my cock hardened. He stirred in his sleep, smiling, as I humped him gently, slicking him up with my pre. As my PA snatched at his entrance, the rest of my bulbous head was able to begin to part his fleshy lips. His body stiffened, aware of my raw state, as I pushed harder, sinking an inch or two into his chute. At this he really began to squirm, still silent but desperate to stop my bare entrance. Fuck this, I slammed the rest of my length into him, no pretence of playing safe. He felt even smaller than before, slotting easily between my thighs completely immobilised... "Stop! Stop!", Jake was almost shouting, almost sobbing as I came round from my dream fuck. I was atop the kid. Actually, that's not right, I was all over him, such was our size difference. The covers were on the floor but he was fully covered by me. Fuck! In my confused state it took a second to realise that my cock wasn't actually in him. I reached under me to find my briefs in place though a good six inches of cock and my big PA were poking out the waist band. My old hipster boxers were still on Jake's fine little arse too, though there was a silvery snail trail in the fabric crevice where my hungry cock had signalled its intent. I quickly rolled off him, shoving my cock to one side so that it was inside the confines of the briefs once again. "Fuck! Sorry Jake, I guess I'm not used to sharing my bed....been a while since I had any action....You ok?" "errr...yeh..." he was clearly a bit shaken, his voice quavery. "you are kind of heavy, I couldn't move" "sorry man, I can sleep on the sofa" "No...it's ok, you won't do it again?" "Um, ok, I promise" We both began to drift back to sleep. "Um...Ed?" "Yeh?" "Your cock..." "yeh...?" "It felt kind of hard" "err... yeh, I had a hard on mate, sorry" "No, I meant at the end" "Ah..right, my PA...erm, Prince Albert...it's a metal ring, a piercing" "oh wow...it sounds..er...weird. Can I see it sometime?" How tempted was I? But like I said at the start, I'm a good guy and I'd vowed to myself not to go there. Not tonight. "Ask me again in the daylight. Then I know you really mean it". "Ok Ed". This time it was me that drifted off quickly. Jake was still fidgeting around in the ample space of the hipsters as I got back to Soccer Boy...

Part 4 Dirk moved his cock back to the sluts hole, he was going to destroy the dumb sluts ass to make sure that his toxic cum takes hold of the slut blood vessels. He loves to breed dumb whores like Mike. He was trying to go as deep as possible in Mikes ass, soon he was feeling the entrance of Mike second ring. The slut could only moan in full pleasure. How does it feel babes are you feeling good, Mike was nodding yes like crazy. Baby did you take prep before you came to me????? Mike could only move with his face, just saying no. Hmmm you naughty boy, you know it is dangerous playing unprotected and let strangers fuck you; i guess you are a slut loving to live dangerous and on the edge. Daddy will take good care of you, no need to chase around anymore to find toxic loads, daddy has everything you need deep in my balls here, and it will go all up to your ass baby. The guys where edging Dirk on to poz the slut on, to breed the whore, make him a member of the poz brotherhood. Mike was listening to Dirks words, but could not make anything of it, he was just enjoying the ride, he needed to be fucked, he hopes Dirk would never stop fucking him. He was falling in love witht this guy, he had never a feeling like this, he never experienced such kind of sex. Dirk was pushing deeper in the whores ass making sure his dick was touching all sides of the cunts asswalls, and hopefully cause a bit of damage. The caverject was working well on his dick, the stuff did do wonders, better then this lame fuckpills. With the caverject he was able to cum up to 7 times per night, and the amounts where always very royal, enough to breed some unwilling whores. The bitch was in heat, he could feel his asswalls milking his dick for the precious carg, but Dirk was not ready to shoot just yet. He had to do a bit more damage to the cunts ass. He was pulling his dick back from the cunt, and getting out of bed. Mike was moaning and shaking his head in dispair, he wanted the dick back in his ass, he was making crazy noises to beg for the dick plugging his ass but without any result. No worry whore, your ass will be filled again real quick, just a bit patience i have to call some mates first, they might like your cunt aswell. Dirk was taking a large black dildo and was aiming for the cunts ass, he smacked some crisco on the cunts ass, and on the dildo, and did start to insert the dildo in the winking pucker. The slut was moaning hard, Dirk knew that it must be painfull, because the dildo is oversized but that was the general idea. Slowly he was turning the dildo in opposite directions nd in the meantime going deeper in the cunts hole. When the dildo was lodged deep, he cleaned his hands and did take his mobile phone. Dirk was making some pictures of the whore bounded, face down, cuffed, blindfolded and high as a kite with a large dildo sticking out of his cunt for his buddies. He ckecked the pictures he made, and they where first class hard porn, he was moving to the front of Mike and did move his phone from foto modus to film modus. He grabbed the hair of Mike and tugged on his hair while filming the face of the whore, he filmed the painfull grimass of Mike and started talking to him. "You like daddies dick babes? You like to get fucked by my bare dick baby, you want daddy shoot up your neg cunt babes. Although it was painfull to move his face due to the grip of hair by Dirk, the cunt was nodding like crazy and moaning like a pig. You want daddy to invite some friends to play? Some more dicks to play and breeding your cunt? Dirk moved back to the back of the cunt, loosening the cuffs and removing the gagg from the whores face, but keeping him blindfolded. The slut was smacking and licking his lipps, obvious very thristy. Dirk did take a bottle of water and handed it to the whore so he could take a drink, and he kept filmi,g the whole time. The bitch was so high he could tell, his face was flushed and his hair did stick to his face. Tell me Mike do you want me to invite some friends to play with you? Mike was unsure what to say, was Dirk testing him? When he would say yes, he might think that he had not enough by one partner, and maybe when he would say no, Dirk could be insulted not letting him inviting his friends. Suddenly he was slapped hard in the face, his cheek was stinging like crazy after the slap, Mike was schocked by the sheer violence. Dirk was making sure that he filmed the shock on the face of Mike, and to the pleasure of the internet viewers. Tell me what you want whore, my friends are awaiting your answer Mike, speak to me!!!!!! Mike did follow his heart, he needed to be fucked, he was desperate for cock so he did reply. Please Sir fuck me, please invite your friends, but please do not hurt me, i do whatever you want, but please do not hit me. Bang, another slap followed, what do you want bitch, tell me. Mike was close to tears, but did feel excitement to, please Sir invite your friends to fuck me Sir, i need your cocks deep inside me. Slap, another one in the face, beg for it whore i want to hear if you want our loads up your neg cunt, beg me bitch. Please Sir can i have your cum please, can i be fucked and filled by your friends? That was all Dirk needed to persuade his friends, not that they needed any persuasion, they where good gifters to neg cunts, and they where heavily pierced and tattooed. Dirk was going to the back of Mike and was pushing him into the doggy position, yanking out very rough the dildo which brought out a scream of Mike and he was pushing his dick into the gaping hole of the whore. He watched the guys on the net who where watching, and there where some guys severe wanking their pozdicks. Time to bring out the big guns to get the party starting. He was calling Hugo, his best friend, Hugo was partnered with James they where so long together that they almost did look identical to each other. Hugo and James where 2 big bears heavily tattooed and pierced and proud to be poz. They where both tops, and into heavy scenes and did like making porn where they would convert stupid cunts into the poz world. They had a close relationship to Dirk, and they often did share their prey with Dirk, and vice versa. The phone was ringing, and James did answer the phone on speaker while Hugo was sitting next to him. Whats up buddy, how is it hanging????? Dirk smirked and said, hihihi not hanging boys, just parked my hard dick in a destroyed ass of a neg cunt, he is high as a kite and begging for Dick, are you interested???? Hmmm sounds good, answered James and Hugo together. Will send you a vid in a sec, so you can make up your mind, the whore is begging to be pozzed, so bring your heavy dicks, and but in your best PA so we can give him what he wants. The boy likes it rough so do not hold back. I am deepdicking him now, and he will get his first poz load right know, 2 weeks of toxic cum ready to fill his neg cunt. Hmmmm Dirk poz the cunt Hugo was shouting out.

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