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Beautiful day today, so went to local lake and walked around a bit before sitting on a picnic table and smoked my pipe a while. Soon a fella came walking over, and started some small talk about my pipe. He was maybe mid twenties, 5'-6" and husky, and bearded. Well, I'll skip ahead to the good details and I fucked him behind a cluster of shrubs. He started sucking me but I really needed to ride his ass, so when I asked he didn't say no😃 He was super tight. Not a virgin but he'd only been fucked a few times he said. I didn't last more than 5 minutes, and he got a huge poz load planted deep. He jerked off with my cock still in him after I came. I'm hoping it's his last clean load he ever shoots😉

Met this kid in a bar, it was a gay bar that lots of young college guys stumble into and quickly realize it was all guys and leave. The boy was 5'11 blonde with blue eyes and he looked nervous as all get out. He drank his coke and as I watched a couple older guys chat him up and he smiled and talked but each moved on after a short time. I ordered use both a drink, him rum and coke a double and a single for me. I offered him a drink and told him he seemed nervous but this would help. He drank it down and I ordered another for him and soon he was feeling drink and happy and a bit more free. I asked him what he wanted and he said you, I want to be with you. I leaned in and kissed him and then escorted him out to my car and I drove him to a spot I have fucked guys before. It was in an old warehouse district that had lots of abandoned buildings. I stopped and leaned in and kissed him and then un-buckled my pants and pulled out my thick dick and pressed his head down on it. He sucked away and after a five minutes I told him to get out of the car. He looked at me oddly but when I hopped out he did too. I told him to drop his pants and he did but left his under ware on and I pushed him down to suck my dick and leaned down and pushed his his jockey briefs down and started to finger his hole. He moaned and then I told him to stand up and turn around and as he did I bent him over the car and eat his hole. He moaned loudly and once he was wet and opened I stood up and pressed my leaking dick against his hole and he said wait. should we use a condom? I asked him if he had one, he said no. Your clean right? I gave him some poppers and told him to inhale and after two hits each nostril I spit on my dick and pressed it into his wet juicy hole and fucked him till I shot inside him. He was moaning like a bitch and I pulled out and told him I thought I saw someone and we should go. He pulled up his pants and got in the car and I asked for his number. “I want to see you again.” I handed him a pen, and he wrote it down and I dropped him off. He told me he was available next weekend and I said good and pulled off. I put his number in my glove box and knew I had a sure thing next weekend if I needed some more ass. I love fucking guys and not letting them cum and they leave with my nut inside them.

Part 1 I was looking to see if anyone was needing a house boy online and I found one article that caught my attention. Looking for a young sexy house boy who does everything asked. Would require to move into the spare room and be a full 24 hour houseboy. Room and board are included and I need one that will be a great cook as well as a good cleaner and would be of service during all the parties I host. The biggest requirement of all is that the house boy needs to be Poz or if they are neg willing to convert to Poz. This is a house of hiv Poz men we have four men living here with hiv and one with aids and we all need a house boy that will take care of the house and take care of our needs as well when we aren't having a party. Of course this means you have to be at least 18 years of age and we would prefer you to be a total twink as well as a bottom if not vers. We will take care of all your needs as well and any you desire in the future. There is one more requirement needed for this position but will explain that during the interview if we decide to choose you. Respond to this if this will be you and send pics of your ass body and dick so we can assess you. I was shaking as I read through the article a second time and I saw my dick was rock solid and dripping as I read it. I could feel my hole twitch and couldn't move the mouse fast enough to the respond button. I gave all the info about me that I was 18 a total twink with no body fat brown hair and green eyes, a seven inch cut dick and a butt that you could bounce a quarter off of. I sent a few pics of me in a thong so they could see my ass and my body and dick and couldn't hit send fast enough. Once the response was sent I laid down and furiously started to jack off and finger my ass and shot the largest amount of cum that I ever have just imaging what would happen if they choose me.

PART 17 It ended up taking three days to ge to Ron’s house. They had really worked me over and my hole was just too raw. But by day three, it felt better and i had also had three days to think about it. Three days of lusting for him when i was horny and then guilt when I’m wasn’t. Guilt at knowing i was letting him inside me raw. Guilt that i had pretty much begged him to fuck me, even after he had told me that he was hiv positive and wouldn’t pull out once he was in me. Guilt that i had felt like i just needed his cum inside me, even if he hiv. Maybe even more because he had hiv. And then the guilt would turn to lust and i would relive that moment of him rubbing my hole with his cock head, smearing Precum all over it. Him slowly working his way in until he was sliding in and out, balls deep. Balls deep. Announcing he was ejaculating in my guts, balls deep. Feeling a little stab of pain as his cock punched deep but being so proud to take all of him inside me, to know he gave me all of himself and was as deep as he could be when he shot his cum. When he bred me. I finally understood it. For Ron and Tom and guys like them, i was basically a virgin. And i couldn’t have a baby but i could have hiv. If they give it to me. And every load, every time they let go inside me and pumped their cum into me, they were giving me their cum, the seed that would breed the hiv in my body. And somehow, i seemed to want this baby inside me. But i didn’t. But i kept letting it happen. It only takes one time and i had already taken enough loads to get a room full of guys positive. But i didn’t want it. I kept telling myself that. And this inner battle kept going on for the whole three days. Telling myself this is crazy and stop now and maybe you will be ok. And then obsessing over the feeling of the poppers, of my hole all slick and wet with lube, of the full feeling of a cock inside of me, but mostly of the moment where Tom and Ron were telling me they were cumming. Of that feeling and how powerful it was mentally, how proud i felt for making them cum and for letting their pleasure override the stab of pain when they slid into me. Earning the load mattered. It mattered so much. And even though i felt ashamed when i called him, it didn’t matter. Shame didn’t matter. Ron said he had saved his load knowing i would call. It’s hard to tell just how much those words effected me. How much it made me want to be a good bottom for him. How he had saved it for me and if i pleases him and was good, he would let me have it. And i wanted it. I wanted it more than anything. Ron, who was old enough to be my dad and who had looked me in the eyes and told me had hiv had saved up his load and wanted me to have it again. And i was driving to his house.

7. Clouding Over James knew he shouldn't hit the pipe again. He was already fucked up. His mind was frantic. He couldn't stop thinking about Conrad. He hated the memories. He didn't want to be out of control like that, but the drugs weren't helping. "Maybe..." James started to say. He wanted to wait. He didn't want to do another hit. He wanted to calm down. Not think about Conrad's raw cock sliding in and out of his hole. He remembered Conrad had told him something while he had been fucking. It was important, but he realized he couldn't remember anything about what it was. "Just..." he muttered. No matter how hard he focused, he couldn't remember what Conrad had told him. He was trying not to freak out. He needed to remember it and all he could remember what how Conrad's breath had been warm and his cock had been hard and dripping. He gasped again. "It's good," Fabien said. "Just do the hit," Fabien reminded him. The pipe was right there, the friendly tendrils of smoke coming out of the bowl. "It's going to help you. Make it ok." "Ok," James said, and finally wrapped his lips around the pipe. He took a long, slow breath in. The chemical filled his lungs. He had done this with Conrad as well. "He got you high, didn't he?" Fabien asked. James nodded, still huffing away at the glass pipe. Fabien wanted to tell the boy to hurry up and finish the hit. His dick was hard, and he wanted to hear more of James's stories. "It's good you're doing more. It will help you get through this." James just nodded. His lungs were practically bursting now, but he no longer cared. He just wanted to feel good. He could feel the crystal smooth out the edges and filter out the worst parts. "Ahhhhh," James moaned, as he finally exhaled the hit. "Did you like it? Getting high?" "Yeah," James said. "He put some crystal up my ass." "Fuck? Yeah? How did it feel?" "Nothing at first. Then it burnt. Then I needed to get fucked." James handed the pipe back to Fabien. He took it, and re-heated the bowl. "And?" Fabien asked. "Did you ask him to fuck you?" Fabien took a long hit from the pipe. The tina had put him in a mood; James's story had only made it hotter. His dick was rock hard, and he needed to fuck a hole. "I was so high man. So fucking high. I can't remember what I said. But I asked him to stop. When it hurt. And he didn't." James trembled. He was starting to cry again. "He laughed at me. Laughed at me." "How did it feel? When he was fucking you?" "Fat cock," James said. There were still tears in his eyes. "Hard. It never felt good. Inside me." "Even when he came?" Fabien asked. He reached down and adjusted his dick. It was straining against his pants. "His cum. It was hot. Like it burnt me." "Goddamn. That's so fucking hot," Fabien said. "Fucking getting me boned up. Your stories." He reached down and rubbed his hand over his crotch. "You mind if I unzip?" James's head was spinning. He wasn't sure what was going to happen next, and he was starting to get scared. He hated that he had gotten high again and that he had lost control. "Uh," James hesitated. He remembered what Fabien's cock had tasted like. He licked his lips involuntarily. "You're feeling it too, huh? The crystal?" James nodded. "Good. Want you to feel good." Fabien reached down, and unzipped his jeans. He pushed them down just low enough for his cock to flop out. James couldn't stop staring at it. "Gotta unleash the beast, you know?" Fabien laughed. "Damn," James finally managed to say. It looked even bigger than he remembered. It had stretched open his throat and it had choked him. He wanted to run away, but now this was in his own home. There was nowhere to go, and he wanted to be alone. He wanted ta taste Fabien's dick again. He wanted to gag on it, and get him off. "Ahhh," Fabien moaned. "Feels so good. And those stories," he continued. He reached down and jacked his shaft a few times. James couldn't help but stare, consumed by fear and lust. "Fucking hot." "Um. I mean. I'm not sure." He tried to finish his sentence, but Fabien interrupted him. "It's good," he said. "Nothing we don't want to do. Just help you feel good, right?" "Yeah," James said. He tried to relax. Just because Fabien was naked and hard didn't mean he wanted to have sex. Besides, Tiago had told him it was all right to have sex. This was going to be fine. He knew Fabien. He rolled over slightly, now facing Fabien in the bed. "Feel good," Fabien said, leaning in to kiss him. It was surprisingly tender, and not what James had expected. "Just what we want to do, right?" "Yeah," James said, between making out with Fabien. The black man wrapped his hands around James, pulling him against his muscular body. James felt Fabien's cock pressed between their bodies. The thick shaft was a snake, insistently invading their private garden. James tensed up. Conrad had said something about his cock. "A poisonous snake," he had said. James shivered with the memory. He needed to remember it, as much as he hated any part of it. "Ummmm," he whimpered. "You ok?" Fabien whispered in his ear. His hands had moved down to James's ass, and he was working one hand under his waistband. "Just a bad memory," James said. "You want to tell me about it?" Fabien asked. Between the two men, Fabien's cock twitched. It was a sleazy thing to say, but the drugs were now in control of both men. "I don't want to think about it." "I know. But talking about it. It makes it good, right?" Fabien kissed James again. Despite his thuggish exterior, he was turning out to be surprisingly sweet and gentle in bed. "Let's do things that are good." "I just..." Fabien kissed James again. He nodded. "His dick. When he was pounding me." James paused. His eyes were teary. "When he was laughing," he choked out. "He called it his poisonous snake." Fabien kissed him. "It's good. This is good. Remembering. Being close." He kept one hand on James's firm ass, and with the other reached between the two of them. With a practiced hand, he undid James's pants, and pulled down the zipper. James jerked, startled at the move. The black man held James closely, not letting him escape as he caressed James's cock through his open fly. "You've been sharing so much of your spirit," Fabien said. "You should share your body as well." "Share," James choked out. "Yeah. Share. With me. With your friends." "It's hard," James said. "It's scary." "I can imagine," Fabien said. "But you're brave." "Brave?" Fabien had worked both hands under James's waistband, grabbing the boy's hairy ass. "You were so brave in the rape exam. Spread wide. Showing off all that cum." "I didn't want all of those men. I said no." James was shaking, remembering all those cocks, penetrating him. He had lost control of his body. "I felt so helpless." "You're not helpless," Fabien said. "You can do anything you want." Fabien kissed James again. "You want another hit from the pipe?" "I shouldn't," James said. He could feel Fabien's hands running over his ass, spreading his cheeks. He knew what Fabien was looking for. It was the same thing that Conrad had raped. He didn't want to have sex. Not with Fabien. Not now. "Mmmmm," James moaned as one of Fabien's fingers traced the outline of his asshole. James struggled with the memories. Conrad had done that. So had Tim, and Fabien knew exactly what to do. James struggled, but finally it was too much. "Fuck me. Please," he said. Fabien smiled. He rolled onto his side, and grabbed the pipe and torch again. "You can do anything you want," Fabien said, and heated up the bowl of the pipe. "One for me. One for you, ok?" James nodded. "Yeah," he said. He was already missing the warmth of Fabien's body next to him. He was shivering, although it was not particularly cold. "Just promise me one thing?" Fabien nodded as he sucked down the thick clouds. "Just stop when I ask? Please?" Fabien nodded, but kept his lips wrapped around the glass pipe. When his lungs were filled, he passed the pipe to James. The young man took it, and started to inhale. Fabien exhaled a thick cloud right in James's face. "Of course. We don't have to do anything we don't want to. Now. Do a big hit for me. Make me proud." Now it was James's turn to be silent. The crystal was strong, and it helped him forget. "Let's get naked," Fabien said, jumping off the bed, and quickly stripping off his shirt and pants. His dick hung down slightly, it was too full of blood to stay upright. Fabien's body was mostly smooth, dark skin, with a tattoo over one of his pectorals. "Come on," Fabien said, as James handed him the pipe. "Get up and get naked with me." James stood up, a bit reluctant and unsteady on his feet. He took off his shirt and let his pants fall to the ground. He stood there, swaying slightly, just in his underwear. "You've shared so much already. Let's see where we can go further." "I just…" "Want to see you naked," Fabien said. He smiled. "You take them off, and I'm going to do a hit." James slowly took off his underwear. His dick was soft and limp, and hung down over his balls. Fabien inhaled deeply from the pipe. James stepped out of his clothes. He stood in the middle of his small apartment, naked. James could feel himself shaking, and it brought back a memory. "Oh fuck," he whimpered. "What's wrong?" Fabien asked, taking a short break from the pipe. "It's good. You can tell me about it." "It's scary. I was standing in Conrad's room. He had my legs spread. I was blindfolded." He paused for a second. He looked down. "Around me. I could hear them. These strangers. Jerking off, staring at me. And I couldn't see any of them." Fabien exhaled. He put down the pipe and torch. He spit on his dick and started to jack off. "Go on," he said, finally exhaling the fat hit. "One of them grabbed me. Bent me over and slammed his dick in me." James closed his eyes. He remembered the fat, long dick. "It hurt. So hard." His body shook. "I screamed. It was a red-hot poker. It hurt so much. And he laughed." Fabien stepped behind the naked young man; his cock was nestled between James's ass cheeks. Before he knew what he was doing, James pressed back against Fabien, trying to get the black man to penetrate him. "Did he cum in you?" "Yeah. He did." James was still shaking. Fabien brushed his fingers over James's cheek. There were fresh tears there; Fabien was glad that James was still grinding his ass against Fabien's dick. James was a hot man and his stories were even hotter. Fabien wanted to hear James begging him to stop. "Fuck. That's hot," Fabien said. "I saw his load in your ass. During the rape exam." James whimpered slightly, but didn't pull away from Fabien. "Let's get back into bed. Feel each other." "OK," James said. "But. Just so you know. I'm not sure I'm up for anything." Fabien whispered into James's ear. "We can do whatever we want. Nothing that we don't want to do." He led the young man to the bed. The two were a study in contrast: Fabien was smooth and dark; James was hairy and white. Fabien was confident and sure; James was scared and nervous. Fabien was erect and hard; James was limp and soft. Fabien pulled James close to him. "How many guys fucked you again?" "I don't know. I don't even know who they were." "So you let strangers fuck you. But you're not sure if you want me to be intimate with you?" "It's not that. I want you to fuck me." James was now straddling Fabien, and rubbing his ass against the black man's cock. "I want you to fuck me so badly." He moaned as Fabien's cockhead found his hole. "Inside me." "The way we should be connecting," Fabien said. "And those stories. Just so hot." James reached back, and felt Fabien's dick. "So big though." "It wants to get inside you," Fabien said. "It feels so good when I'm fucking." "I'm scared." James whimpered. Fabien's cockhead was pressed against James's hole. It wouldn't take much for it to slide in. But, before that could happen, there was a knock on the door.

Part 17 - Carrington's Smooth Move By late afternoon Simon and Carrington came out of the study and wandered outside towards the pool where the noise was now coming from. Adam was sat on the side watching the other three swimming and fooling around, Harry and Jamal had an instant connection and were spending most of the time tormenting Conrad. Adam turned noticing them walking in to the pool area "Coming in Carrington?" he asked. "Not a chance with those three" Carrington replied. "Anyway I didn't bring any swim wear". Harry stopped seeing Carrington arrive "Here!" he shouted throwing his speedos at Carrington. "Harry!" Simon shouted with a grin on his face, everyone else laughed. Carrington laughed catching them "Souvenir of my trip" he said looking at Simon who was laughing. "Give them back I have nothing on" Harry pleaded with a massive grin on his face. Carrington held them out then grinned "No way to easy, you want them come, you come and get them". Harry poked his tongue out "That will teach you" Conrad said slipping his hand under the water. "You will pay later" Harry said to Conrad moving closer and kissing him. Felix walked out on to the terrace "Simon, found this one loitering at the gates". "Charlie!" Conrad screamed pushing past Harry rushing over and jumping out of the pool. Carrington looked at Charlie then at Conrad "No way!" he said to Simon "identical!". Simon laughed "Yes, identical almost" he replied. Carrington that thought Conrad was cute, now seeing Charlie he was fixated unable to take his eyes off the more masculine looking guy. His head awash with the strangest desire for him. Simon was no fool and immediately saw the effect Charlie had on Carrington noticing that his head was turned in a big way almost staring open mouthed at him. Simon had seen that look once before between Adam and Jack and knew Carrington was falling instantly in love. The expression on Carrington's face read as an open book, despite him already knowing that Charlie was straight and had a serious girlfriend for many years he brushed it all aside. Charlie hoisted Conrad up in the air hugging him, they both had tears of happiness in their eyes. Harry took the opportunity and slipped out of the pool wrapping a towel around his naked body, Jamal jumped out and ran over to Charlie. "Jam!" Charlie cried out letting go of Conrad and hugging him. Charlie let go of Jamal and smiled at Harry "Finally!" he said walking over to Harry hugging him. "Nice to see you again Charlie" Harry said. "Man you got bigger" he said feeling Charlie's biceps. Charlie laughed "Nothing to do in the Navy than work out" he said. Charlie hugged Adam then went over to Simon "Thank you for looking after my bro" he said hugging him. Simon chuckled "What else can I do, can't get rid of him or Jam they have moved in". Charlie laughed hard. "This is Carrington" Simon said introducing him to Charlie. "He is here on business". "Hey" Carrington said shaking Charlie's hand noticing how muscular outlines in comparison to Conrad. "Hi" Charlie replied admiring Carrington's bulging muscles through his shirt, "Guess you work out?". Carrington laughed "A little, does it show?" he asked. Charlie nodded tempted to have a feel but backed off. "You going to give them back to or wear them?" Charlie asked pointing to the speedos. "Could do, but I might hang out of them" Carrington replied glancing and clearly flirting with Charlie. Charlie found him funny "Yeah but I am sure they won't mind you hanging out of them". "Charlie!" Conrad exclaimed telling him off. He had never seen Charlie behave that way with a strange man. Harry returned wearing another pair of speedos and jumped in the pool re-joining Adam and Jamal, Charlie hugged Conrad and said he would be back at 7pm to join them for dinner. Simon and Carrington left the pool to get changed shortly followed by everyone else. Conrad was first dressed and went downstairs to have a walk around the gardens anxious to see if everything looked okay and was pleasantly surprised that Jamal had just about managed to keep on top of everything that he asked. Harry was coming down the stairs and bumped in to Jamal who now looked completely different with his hair all brushed and tied in a little bun on top of his head. "Jam!" Harry called out bouncing down the first few stairs to catch him up. "Dam you look sexy". Jamal laughed "You are so adorable Harry" he said smiling. Harry chuckled "Bet you would have nailed me all the time in school" he winked grinning at him. "Very funny" Jamal replied looking at him. "As long as Con is okay with it I definitely want a go". Harry laughed and looked at him "And is Adam aware of your plan?" he asked curiously. "Shit" Jamal stopped "I keep forgetting about him, "it is having Con back here making me go stupid". Adam stood at the bottom of the stairs "Hands off Harry, Jam is mine" he said holding his hand out. Jamal blushed a little and took his hand "Am I yours then?" he asked nervous as hell. "Of course you are" Adam replied squeezing his hand. "I want to watch though when you do Harry". "Yuk" Harry said sticking his nose in the air walking past them "I am off to find a real man, my man". Adam smirked shaking his head "Gagging for it" he said "you can see it in his mincing walk". "Fuck you" Harry said sticking his finger up at Adam "fucking mincing, my arse do I". Jamal cracked up with laughter sitting on the stairs. "Hurry up" Simon called to them appearing from the lounge. Charlie walked in deliberately wearing a very tight shirt. "Oh he is out to impress" Jamal remarked. "Don't start picking on me" Charlie replied checking his shirt looked good on his body in the hallway mirror. Adam walked over and looked Charlie up and down "Yeah definitely out to impress" he laughed. Charlie turned his head to Adam "I can take you down any time" he said flexing his biceps and laughing. Adam smirked "Straight my arse" he said slapping Charlie's arse and quickly dodging out of his way. Charlie laughed at them both disappearing in to the lounge, he took one last look in the mirror and a shadow of longing hung over him. He couldn't work out where this had come from, maybe it was just being around all these guys that he felt to much more relaxed and happy in their company, the lack of seriousness in both Conrad and Adam had come around since they found a partner they adored. He thought of Serena and how much he loved her and the prim and proper way she acted all the time, a complete contrast by what he saw with the freedom displayed out in the pool earlier. By the time Conrad walked in with Harry, Charlie was already supping champagne and sitting next to Carrington engaged in heavy conversation who showed a keen interest in Charlie's naval career. Carrington seemed to love hearing about life on board a naval ship and all the training he was doing, normally when people asked it was a two or three minute conversation before the subject changed. He could tell Carrington was well educated and asked questions that required explaining, the whole conversation was kept interesting and Charlie started to feel a natural flow and how easy he was to chat to whilst still keeping it light hearted. Several glasses later they went in for dinner where Simon had Beth prepare Conrad's favourite food. Charlie spent most of dinner chatting to Jamal, Harry and Conrad whilst Carrington, Adam and Simon talked a little business having found out that Adam was Simon's pawn in the share purchase game. Dinner lasted longer than usual with all of younger lads a little tipsy and very happy, Carrington drank mostly water and when it came to move back to the lounge he purposefully waited for Charlie. They sat down in the lounge and talked about the places he had visited on his tour of duty. Adam kept topping up their wine glasses noticing that Carrington's hardly seem to be going down, at one point Charlie was seen feeling Carrington's biceps then looking at his six pack and Charlie returned the favour letting Carrington look and feel his. Charlie giggled a lot and continued chatting and drinking wine whilst Carrington still had his free hand inside Charlie's shirt stroking his abdomen. Everyone else chatting to each other and not paying much attention to Charlie and Carrington since they couldn't get a word in to their conversation. Charlie giggled again leaning back against the sofa "Why do you keep stroking my abdomen?" he slurred. "I fancy you" Carrington replied smiling. "You want to stroke mine?" he asked Charlie undoing a button. Charlie slipped his hand inside Carrington shirt "Feels so amazing" he said, "I like you Carryon". Carrington chuckled "I like you, hell I like you" he said rolling his head back against the sofa. Charlie smiled and sighed "What enough me like to kiss?" he quietly asked through the alcohol. "Hell yeah" Carrington replied quietly the giggled. Charlie burped "Excusing me" he said amongst the laughter. "I let you, you really good looking" he said. Carrington chuckled and moved in, Harry nudged Conrad who looked up 'What the fuck' he said under his breath. Carrington teased Charlie's lips with his testing the water for reaction, his eyes already closed and Charlie opened one 'Do it' he almost whispered, Carrington parted his lips and kissed Charlie on the mouth once then looked at him. He moved in again for a second kiss and this time Charlie's lips reacted kissing him back, Charlie giggled 'Is that the best you got?' he asked. Carrington giggled 'You want me to French you?" he asked and Charlie nodded. Carrington pushed his mouth hard against Charlie's and sunk his tongue between the slightly parted soft tender lips. Conrad was on his feet watching in case Charlie realised what he was doing and flew off the handle. Simon also saw what was happening and unable to believe his eyes with Charlie moving his hand around the back of Carrington's neck making no attempt to push him off. Conrad looked at Simon and hinted not to pay any attention or say anything. Carrington released Charlie from the kiss who was giggling again. "You need to... need to marry me now!" Charlie slurred the words and broke down giggling again. Carrington chuckled "You would never say yes to me asking you" he replied. Conrad was paying attention at the bizarre scene. "Youuu haven't asked meeee!" Charlie pointed out. "Very true" Carrington said getting off the sofa and on his knee clumsily kneeling before Charlie. "Charlie will you marry me" he said loudly then grabbed Charlie's hand. Charlie sat forward giggling "Carringlyon, I do do do it only for you" he replied then sat back laughing. Jamal was filming the whole thing "Priceless" he said laughing, "Months of piss taking with this". Carrington sat back down almost on top of Charlie "I am serious" he said "I am going marrying you Charlie". Charlie nodded "Okay" he mumbled still holding Carrington's hand. Everyone sat there watching them acting like a married couple talking about houses and décor, Conrad and Jamal just couldn't believe that Charlie had snogged Carrington, let alone the marriage bit although that seemed more of a joke. Carrington fashioned a ring out of the champagne cork cage and stuck it on Charlie's finger before he fell asleep on the sofa, Carrington put his arm around Charlie letting him sleep up against him. Adam walked over grinning "Your not even drunk are you Carrington?" he asked. Carrington winked "A little, he agreed to marry me" he laughed. "You know he is straight" Adam pointed out glancing at Conrad and Jamal in fits of laughter. Carrington chuckled "He will have to break it off, he is my fiancé for now" he said smiling. Simon walked over "Can't send him home like that" he said "Jam can you put Charlie in your room?" he asked. Jam nodded "Yeah, do you want me to spend the night with him?" he asked putting his phone down. "Better not" Adam replied "might upset his fiancé" he laughed. "Anyway you sleep with me now". Jam shrugged "Okay" he said smirking at Adam. Carrington lifted Charlie up carrying him to the bedroom and left Conrad and Jamal with him to put him to bed. Simon was up fresh as a daisy and already had finished sorting the plans out for tonight's party, besides Moham bringing two guys to auction there was the usual 3 other multi-millionaires coming, two from Monte Carlo and the third from Switzerland each bringing one other versatile guy. His biggest concern was what to do with the guests upstairs sleeping but Felix had already suggested the guys could eat outside since it was forecast to be warm and then they could use the library as a lounge after. There was a soft knock at the study door and he called out for them to come in. "Morning Simon" Carrington said standing at the door "I need some coffee, who do I ask?". Simon laughed "Morning, make yourself at home Carrington, the kitchen is the other side of the dining room". "Thanks, I didn't want to go plodding around the house uninvited" Carrington replied. Simon raised an eyebrow "You are here as a guest Carrington" he explained. Simon explained that Felix will setup breakfast for everyone shortly and the gym is by the utility room near the pool. Carrington smiled and left Simon to finish off and headed to the kitchen for a coffee then on to the gym. Slowly people woke and made their way downstairs, Conrad and Jamal were first up wanting to get on with some work, Harry walked out of the bedroom naked with Conrad and slipped in to bed next to Adam until 9am when breakfast would be ready. Conrad had checked in on Charlie with Jamal, he felt thick headed but otherwise was okay. "You think he remembers?" Jamal asked walking down the stairs with Conrad "he still has the ring on". Conrad shrugged "I don't know Jam, assume it was the alcohol that made him do that last night" he replied. "He was all over Carrington though" Jamal reminded Conrad "did you see them touching each others muscles?". Conrad chuckled "Yeah, Harry and I wouldn't mind getting my hands on Carrington" he said almost swooning. "Why am I not surprised!" Jamal remarked. Conrad turned to him "Come on, you telling me you wouldn't if you had the chance, he is so sexy". Jamal chuckled "All muscle, not sure if I could do that" he replied. "Anyway I am not as bad as you". Conrad scoffed "No your worse than me" he replied laughing. Jamal put his arm around Conrad's shoulder "You taught me to be bad" he chuckled and kissed him. Conrad enjoyed their kiss then pushed him off "Come on, work to do before breakfast". "Okay" Jamal replied. "Con, do you ever wonder about if Charlie is gay?" he asked. Conrad stopped walking "Did you see it?" he asked looking at Jamal who looked confused. "See what?" Jamal asked "I saw him constantly looking at Charlie out by the pool" he said remembering that. Conrad nodded "Yeah that and before dinner, they sat talking and I have never seen Charlie light up like that". They thought nothing more of it and headed off to the garden. Charlie got up needing some fresh air to help clear his head and decided to walk around the gardens and find Conrad. Whilst dressing he felt the ring on his finger assuming he must have made it. It kind of felt good having a ring on his wedding finger and he thought of Serena briefly. Stepping outside in to the sunlight he had a vague recollection of an incredible kiss he had experienced but couldn't place where or when or whom, one thing that stuck in his head was that he really enjoyed it and it was so different from any other kiss he had experienced. Completely forgetting about the ring he walked in the sunshine, his nostrils filled with the scent of flowers from the various beds he walked by. Spotting Conrad and Jamal over by the greenhouse he left them to their work as they seemed busy and wandered back round the manor to the pool terrace. Felix was walking across carrying some vegetables from the kitchen garden. "Morning Charlie, you can go in if you want" Felix said "I put fresh towels over there". "Hey Felix" Charlie replied "No swimming trunks here" he said. Felix chuckled "No one is watching Charlie" he smiled walking in to the utility room. Charlie stripped off and dived in surfacing at the other side with an instant refreshing feeling washing over his body. Carrington watched from the weight bench and just about noticed that Charlie still had the black champagne cage ring on his finger. He worked out watching Charlie swimming slowly up and down in the pool, slightly saddened knowing that this was one guy he seemed to have fallen for that fitted him perfectly that was unobtainable. His cock stirring thinking about that kiss they shared last night, yeah he was drunk but hell what a kisser he turned out to be even if drunk. Carrington put the weights down and wiped his body over then opened the gym door on to the pool terrace. Charlie looked up "Morning" he said like he remembered nothing. "Morning" Carrington replied "enjoying your swim?" he asked. "Yes, you coming in?" Charlie asked forgetting he was naked for a moment. Carrington smiled "No swimwear with me" he replied sitting down on a sunbed. "So what, I'm naked" Charlie replied stating the obvious. Carrington laughed "Yeah I know, I can see the through water" he replied grinning. Charlie swam off in the opposite direction a little embarrassed but still exposing his arse to the surface of the water almost making Carrington drool at its perfect composition and firmness. He took his shorts off and dived in joining Charlie for a swim. They spoke very little whilst swimming, Carrington completely amused by Charlie still wearing his make shift ring. Swimming closely in silence Carrington became totally besotted with him again, he was unable to fight off the strong feelings he was having for him. Charlie stepped up the built in steps in the shallow end and grabbed a towel wrapping it around him and placing one at the side of the pool for Carrington. "Feel so much better now" Charlie announced sitting on the sunbed wrapped in a towel. Carrington swam up to the shallow end "Hungover?" he asked floating his arse above the water. "Nah not really" Charlie replied "thick head but that has cleared now". Carrington chuckled "You remember anything about last night?" he asked climbing out of the pool. Charlie couldn't help but look at his amazing physique "Of course I do" he replied slightly offended. Carrington wrapped the towel around him laughing "We need to set a date then" he said casually. "Date?" Charlie asked confused and pausing. "A date for what?" he continued. "Your ring" Carrington grinned pointing to Charlie's finger "you agreed to marry me". Charlie looked at the ring then Carrington "Fuck off did I" he replied laughing and trying to remember. Carrington laughed "Oh that is great, now you are going to break my heart and end it here and now!". "Seriously!" Charlie said standing up quickly "I could quickly go off you" he said smirking walking away. Carrington watched him saunter off "And Charlie, you are a great kisser by the way". Charlie looked at Carrington going bright red suddenly knowing he had kissed Carrington last night and ran off in to the house flying up the stairs in to the bedroom trying to lock the door that had no lock on it, 'Dam' he said leaning back against the door. He tried to recount the whole evening and he now remembered touching Carrington's body and letting him do the same 'Hell I must have been so drunk' he said to himself. He walked over to the chair then realised he had left his shorts down by the pool. There was a knock then Jamal breezed in "Looking for these?" he asked, "Breakfast is up" he said grinning. Charlie went over and closed the door "Jam, what happened last night?" he asked. "Hmm" Jamal replied coming out of the bathroom from washing his hands "Oh you got engaged to Carrington". Charlie rolled his eyes "Don't be stupid" he responded. Jamal looked serious "Did I?" Charlie asked. "Yes" Jamal said chuckling "Carrington proposed after you kissed and you said yes". Jamal walked over getting his phone out "Here" he said showing the video of them. Charlie stood there in shock "I fucking kissed him?" he said "fucking kissed with tongues". "You seemed to be enjoying it" Jamal said taking a step back in case. "Oh no, I really did say yes" Charlie said moving from shock to amusement "doesn't mean anything". Jamal chuckled "You should play along as the devoted fiancé" he suggested "would make great entertainment". "Yeah" Charlie replied smirking "teach him for kissing me whilst I was drunk". Charlie appeared in the dining room still wearing the ring, there was one seat to the left of Harry who was sat on Carrington's left and Conrad on the right of him. It was already bustling around the table but all eyes were sceptically on Charlie who walked over to where Conrad sat. "Excuse me, but you are sitting next to my fiancé" Charlie said and hearing Jamal snicker. Conrad stood "All yours bro, after all I will be your best man" he laughed sitting next to Harry. Carrington was a little perplexed at first until Charlie kissed him on the cheek "Morning". "Here some fruit and yoghurt to keep you fit" Carrington said spooning it in to a bowl for Charlie. Charlie looked at the bowl then at Carrington "I want a bacon sandwich" he said making it clear. Carrington shook his head "No, don't want you getting to be a little porky like your twin" he chuckled. "Fuck off!" Conrad shouted across the table throwing a strawberry at Carrington and laughing. Only Jamal knew what was going on and the others were completely lost for words, it was a game in Charlie's eyes at first but there was an unusual nice comfortable feeling about Carrington looking after him that he liked. Eventually the others found out what was going on but Adam was not so sure and pulled Charlie aside later that morning. He spoke candidly and informed him that Carrington really did like him and to be careful not to play this game or he could end up really hurting the guy. Charlie agreed saying he would clear things up this evening, the rest of the day he tried to avoid Carrington but something just kept luring him back ending up in the gym at lunchtime working out together. When they arrived to join the rest of the guys Charlie only ate fruit like Carrington out of choice but dying to get a body like the American. Simon sat them all down explaining a little about the party and for everyone to avoid the living and dining room. After Adam disappeared with Simon, Harry told the group that he took part once and earnt £50k to sleep with one guy for the night. Conrad looked at Charlie and truthfully denied he ever took part in the parties. To Carrington it was no surprise such a thing went on with wealthy married or secretive men who craved gay sex in total discretion, he was needing to burn off more energy and suggested a run if anyone wanted to join him. Everyone except Charlie just looked at Carrington screwing their faces up. "Come on guys" Charlie said standing up. "You all look like you need exercise" he laughed. Jamal sat back in his chair "What and spoil the lovers run" he smirked. "Carrington needs a ring Charlie". Charlie jumped towards Jamal who sat perfectly still "Oh yeah!" he said laughing. Charlie laughed "Good thing I like you Jam" he said. "Come on fiancé let's go for a run" Charlie said. Carrington chuckled "I want a ring" he called out following Charlie. Everyone in the room fell about laughing. Charlie lead the way down Hibiscus Drive and along the main road passing the many other drives named after the different flowers. Twenty minutes in to the run he asked Carrington how far he wanted to go, pleasantly surprised when he replied at least 5 miles. Charlie turned on to a dirt track that lead uphill along the South Downs affording the most amazing views of the surrounding town and countryside. At the crest of one of the hills Charlie stopped and sat down on a bench taking a sip of water from his bottle then handing it to Carrington, they sat in silence for a moment mostly for Charlie to get his breath. "Listen about last night, I didn't mean anything by it" Charlie said taking the bottle from Carrington. Carrington smiled "Figures" he replied looking out at the view. "You don't fancy me then?" he asked. "No, well I mean I like you" Charlie replied getting all flustered with his words. Carrington tapped the ring on Charlie's finger "You are committed to me" he said smirking. Charlie put to the top on the bottle "What is that suppose to mean?" he responded taking a deep breath. "So are you telling me you want to end our engagement already?" Carrington asked trying to sound serious. "I was drunk last night" Charlie exclaimed quickly and sitting forward, "Sorry that I kissed you". "Are you?" Carrington asked enjoying this little game "you are still engaged to marry me". "Fuck!" Charlie cried out trying to take the ring off. "Dam thing won't come off". Carrington chuckled "A sign, that you really don't want to take it off" he said standing up. "Wait for me" Charlie called out as Carrington headed off. He stopped and turned "Why?" Carrington asked. "You said you don't love me" he said walking back to Charlie. "No I never said that" Charlie tried to stop the words leaving his mouth but it was too late and out there. Carrington raised his eyebrow "You and I it is happening Charlie" he said hearing the slip Charlie made. Charlie stood like a bundle of nerves "You know I like girls" he strapped the bottle to his harness. Carrington walked over and grabbed Charlie forcing a kiss on him, Charlie tried to push him off but his fingers glided over Carrington's biceps. The feeling triggered and automatic response and his mouth opened kissing Carrington back falling in to a deeper and more sensuous kiss the longer they were attached, suddenly coming to his senses he pulled away from Carrington. "What the fuck, why do you keep doing that?" Charlie asked completely confused and overwhelmed by arousal. Carrington stretched his legs "You are going to marry me, I can't explain why but you will" he said chuckling. "Come on" Charlie called out "bloody weirdo thinking you can have me" he called out running off ahead. Carrington stood there smirking at the lack of resistance to the kiss. Hot footing it he caught up with Charlie and they ran back to the manor in relative silence. Charlie glanced at him catching up and couldn't help the smile on his face. He knew that tonight he would need to draw a line for Carrington to make sure he understood and not to cross it anymore, what he failed to grasp was why he had no resistance to his advances and kept kissing him back. Both were drenched in sweat arriving back on to Hibiscus Drive where Conrad and Jamal were tending the flower beds outside the houses lining the drive, Charlie suggested they rinse off and take a swim. They slowed down to a walk "Guys coming for a swim?" Charlie asked. Conrad stood up "Nah, want to get these finished and take some flowers up to Jack" he replied. Charlie smiled and kissed his brother on the cheek "Give Jack my love" he said watching Conrad tear. "Sorry" Charlie said hugging his brother "Does it still hurt?" he asked. Conrad nodded hugging Charlie back. Conrad sniffed "God your disgusting and sweaty" he said wiping his eyes. Charlie whispered to Conrad "Help get rid of this guy he still thinks I am gay". Conrad chuckled "No, it is quite funny watching you two" he said in to Charlie's ear. Jamal put his arm around Conrad "Get rid of that video" Charlie said to Jamal. "Heck no, I have months of teasing material here for when you annoy me" Jamal replied smiling broadly. Conrad glanced at Charlie wondering if his twin was gay "You need to tell him" Conrad said sternly. Charlie hugged his brother again "That is just it, I can't" he said quietly in to Conrad's ear. Jamal chuckled glancing at Carrington "Stop flirting with him Charlie then he might get the message". "Thanks you two, load of help you have been!" Charlie replied stomping off to a waiting Carrington. Jamal looked at Conrad "Don't say anything" Conrad said quietly before Jamal could open his mouth. Charlie got out of the pool and collapsed on a sunbed exhausted but pleased he had managed to exercise so much. He laid on his stomach with his head at the foot on the sunbed watching Carrington swimming, mesmerised and unable to take his eyes off him he had no idea why he was feeling like this. He caught a glimpse of the fake ring on his finger still there as a constant reminder, again he made no effort to remove it. He felt the drops of water landing on his arm from Carrington who stood above him, looking up he smiled but saw a serious look on Carrington's face. He turned away and grabbed his towel drying himself off he walked over to the gym. Charlie sat up and thinking he had upset him somehow he walked over to the gym closing the door behind him. He looked and listened wondering if Carrington had slipped out in to the manor through the other door. His senses on edge then suddenly he felt a towel wrap around his body pulling him backwards against Carrington's chest. "What are you doing?" Charlie said panicking at the firm grasp "What do you want?" he now asked nervously. "You know what I want Charlie" Carrington brushed his lips against Charlie's neck "You" he said softly. His lips moved around the back of Charlie's neck and up to his ear lobe "I can't" Charlie said feebly. He moaned sweetly "Stop" he squeaked in a high pitched voice "I'm not... Uhm, ahh, not gay" he said. Carrington continued kissing his neck "I don't want a gay man I want you" he said moving his arms. "Uhm... please stop!" Charlie begged feeling Carrington's arms wrapping around his body dropping the towel. "I can't stop Charlie" Carrington replied his attention drawn by the sound of a helicopter approaching. His arms began loosening around Charlie who grabbed at them holding them in place, it was a sign of Charlie's failing resistance and Carrington picked up on it and swooped. He spun Charlie around looking him dead square in the eyes then closed in with no kissing foreplay, locking Charlie in to a deep and purposeful kiss. His hands grabbed at Carrington's arms stroking them softly, his mouth invaded by Carrington, his eyes fluttering from erotic feelings running through his body. The domination of the kiss was so different yet so enjoyable and wet. He had no idea what just happened and found himself sitting on the weight bench watching Carrington put on his shorts and t-shirt. The whirring of the helicopter was so loud it brought Charlie back to his senses, confused, conflicted, hating himself, deceiving Serena, everything and anything was emotionally bouncing around in his head. He stood up and wondered if this was the same feelings Conrad went through discovering his true self, if so maybe he was more like his twin than either of them imagined. "Uhm" Charlie found his mouth attached to Carrington's again kissing him but with more tenderness. "We have to make ourselves scarce" Carrington reminded Charlie who seemed miles away looking up at him. Charlie looked down at the floor "Why do you want me if you know I am not gay?" he asked. Carrington stood looking at him "Tell me right now if you want me to stop" he said with clear emphasis. Charlie stood speechless staring at him. "You can't can you?" Carrington stated the obvious. "But..." Charlie tried to say something "not gay" he said again feeling like a broken record. Carrington shook his head "I know you have strung me along all day I am not stupid" he said. "I don't think you are gay, that's why I have fallen for you" Carrington said looking anguished. Charlie stood up feeling no more sure of himself and watching Carrington leave the gym "Wait" he called. Charlie grabbed his belongings and ran after Carrington panicking and thinking he had ruined everything. He stopped confused by his thoughts and why he was giving chase, it was all too much for him. Charlie slipped out the manor and headed towards their house, he needed to sort his head out and understand what was going on. Walking up the driveway to number 8 he put the key in the lock. Suddenly he felt an arm grab him around the neck and tighten quickly, his head immediately going all fuzzy. His body having no time to react before the darkness fell and his body went limp blacking out.

Well after yesterday my answer is YES! Over the past six months I've gotten COVID fat and lost my pig, no desire. But it started coming back last week - watching porn, reading this site, pumping and working my tits, etc. All brought me back into heat again. Yesterday a 23 year old hit me up on DaddyHunt. We went back and forth there, then texted. I was surprised how eager he was, made me almost suspicious. He came over in the afternoon. Damn, he was hot/cute. We immediately started making out, he worked my pumped tits, then got naked. To cut to the chase, he fucked me in every position for over an hour. Said he loved everything about me, just the way I am. Kept fucking in my favorite position - doggie style swinging weighted alligator clamps from my tits. The harder he fucked the better they bit and pulled - that's hog heaven for this pig, tit ecstasy! Finally he started to breed me - and breed, and breed, and breed. Damn he just kept going fucking his seed deep into me. It was so fucking great to finally be used and bred again, like I'm meant to be. We then sat and had a long conversation, which is not always the case with a fuckbud. He'll be back, we both agreed on that. More importantly, despite my weight gain and 40 years age difference, he gave me my self-confidence back, has let my inner pig out again. I think I'm gonna be in heat for breedings regularly again now. Oink!!!

This story is based on a true experience and only changed slightly... It was just two weeks after I got tested positive. The fuck flu had hit me badly a month ago, so I got tested and the results were obvious. It didn't surprise me since I had stopped my prep half a year ago but couldn't change my sex habits. Regularly people could find my ass pushed against a glory hole at the arcades taking about any cock that wanted to unload. The feeling of selfish guys just seeing me as a hole to please their cocks and getting rewarded with a big anonymous load inside me was far stronger than the fear of getting infected. I lived the sex life I wanted and that made me happy, so I assumed that I would become poz offering my ass in these dirty places. I did have some regulars. But I have to admit that I very much enjoyed being bred by as many different guys as possible. So on Grindr I was often looking out for visitors in town to get some fresh seed inside me. Age usually doesn't matter when I am hunting, but that day a young Asian twink drew my attention. I hadn't seen him around before. He was 22 and his profile showed a cute innocent boy face, even though he could not be that innocent since his profile clearly stated he was looking for a hook up. We started chatting and I came to know he was on his first business trip ever here to Europe and he was in town for a few days before continuing on a short holiday to visit Paris, Amsterdam and London as well. But quickly we spoke about sex... He said he came from a smaller town where it is hard to hook up. He had some experience of course, but more the regular stuff 'kissing, sucking, fucking' only, and always with condom. He couldn't get prep where he lived and wanted to play safe. With my 35 we clearly had an age gap but he was very keen on fucking some white daddies. He had big expectations for this trip to Europe and had already fucked two guys in the first days at his hotel room, but he always mentioned safe just like we are all told by everyone when we grow up. He was very talkative on grindr and I noticed he was very keen on exploring new things. I took that as a sign to show him some pictures of my gaping ass. He answered within seconds "Slut!" and I asked him whether it was too much for him. He said no and gave me to understand that I should just tell him anything I am into. I told him about the arcades where I regularly go to get my ass filled. Told him that the cocks on the other side can be young sexy guys or older chubby daddies, I'd take them all. He was very excited speaking to such an experienced guy and loved to hear my slutty stories, pushing more and more for details and telling me about how he wants to dominate daddies and make them submit themselves to his rather decent Asian cock. I was super keen on meeting him, but he said he already had a sex date for the evening and it was 4pm. He didn't want to let that guy down, but I didn't want to give up so easily since I really loved what I saw on the pics we had exchanged. We finally agreed we could meet at my place and that he would come just to play with my ass, fuck me a bit with condom but that he will not cum since he needs to save the load for the buddy he'd meet at 8pm. I agreed to this, knowing that my newly pozzed hole would not be happy feeling a wrapped cock inside me and then even let the guy leave without making him cum. I showered and prepared my ass for him. He said he wanted to make my hole gape like on the first pictures we exchanged. I wanted to show him what true sex can be compared to the vanilla sex he had back home. While he was on his way, I started fingering my hole, took the dildo out of the draw and started fucking myself with it. Once something penetrates my ass it's like a switch that turns on and I became insatiable until I get seeded. I was looking in the draw what else I could surprise him with. I put on my leather collar, harness and then hooded myself so he will truly see what a submissive bottom looks like that wants to be used as a sex toy. He texted me that he was close and I told him I'd have a surprise for him. I'll wait for him ass up, door open, on the bathroom floor. He told me he got an instant boner reading this and he'll be there in 5 minutes. Besides the hood, leather collar and harness, I pushed the dildo back inside me, went into position and waited until the door opened. Hearing the sound of the door open, knowing that a total stranger walks in and sees my slutty ass exposed like that always makes me super hard instantaneously. Even more when it is a super young guy that will explore what is true sex between men. He took off his shoes and walked straight into the bathroom, without taking off any other clothes. I just heard a big "Wow" as he saw my ass filled with the dildo. "I have never seen a slut like that". He started caressing my butt, slowly touching the dildo that was locked inside my ass. He seemed a bit helpless somehow And I could truly tell he was inexperienced. But at the same time I could hear a very heavy breathing from him and gentle moaning so I knew he was fully excited about this totally new situation he was in. He grabbed the shaft of the dildo and started moving it slowly in and out. I remained in position, not making any single noise but just letting him decide what to do with me. He pulled the dildo all the way out, leaving my hole gaping, and pushed it back inside and repeated that several times. Then he started to become a bit more aggressive with the thrusts pushing the dildo inside in one go, trying to see my reaction. As I was still breathing like noting happened he gave the dildo an extra push to get every single inch inside my hole, remaining deep inside me and then exercising very quick movements with his hand giving me a really deep fuck with the dildo. I did not moan but starting breathing a bit heavier which he noticed immediately. That's when he started to truly slam the dildo inside me ass again and again, hear that plopping sound when the dildo comes out and pushing it rapidly back inside over and over again. That innocent looking boy started to become a true dominant top wanting wreck my mancunt. When he pulled it out all the way and noticed that my ass was fully gaping and standing open, I heard him unbuckle his pants, open the zipper and take out his cock. I had put condoms on the floor respecting his choice, but then suddenly this safe only boy placed his cock in front of my gaping hole and started getting it raw inside my freshly pozzed hole. It must have been just like two dogs when the male dog sees the back of the female dog and jumps straight onto her starting his quick fuck movements. My innocent boy didn't even have the time to pull down his pants, he simply opened them in that urgent need to be inside my hole. He told me before he wanted to save his load for the guy in the evening, but now that I already had him raw inside me, I didn't want to let him go without breeding me. I wanted his Asian seed deep inside me. So I started playing with my ass muscle to contract it from time to time giving him a true feeling of being milked. He moaned so much as he fucked me raw. He pushed my head onto the floor to get the best access to my hole. I started begging him to fuck me hard, use my hole and to make me his cum dump. His neg cock was simply pounding in and out of my poz hole. Being detected so recently I hadn't gotten on meds yet and my hole was truly toxic. And his neg unprotected cock was fucking inside this toxic hole, having no prep to help him. I started thinking about how he will travel through Europe potentially carrying my virus with him and fucking so many other guys. And then take it back home to Asia and even spread it there. As I was deep in these thoughts I suddenly heard him moan really loud, his cock rested deep inside me and then I felt his cock pulsating, flooding my poz hole with his neg seed. I could literally feel his cum flow inside me. He collapsed on my back, his cock still inside me, and I noticed he was still fully dressed and must truly just have taken out his cock to fuck me. As he laid on top of me, I whispered "Thank you for your seed". He then said he indeed just wanted to come to play with my hole, but when he saw me slutty like that and see my ass gaping, he just had that urge to feel my sloppy pussy with his cock. He had seen the condoms on the floor but couldn't be bothered. Instead he had this urgent animalistic need to just breed me and make me pregnant with his semen. Little does he know that it might not just having been him making me pregnant, but that he might have gotten something in return from me...

My first time was in DC at Crew Club. Went after dinner with some friends on a Saturday night in June and it was crowded. I didn’t really know what I was doing at first, so I did laps around the area with rooms until I got up the nerve to check out the dark room. The dark room was just as crowded as the rest of the club, but I worked my way inside, being groped and kissed by men I couldn’t see. After a few minutes standing around making out, stroking cocks and getting mine sucked, someone slipped behind me and started fingering lube into my ass. I let him work several fingers in before I spread my ass open, signaling to him how badly I needed to be fucked. He slid in and pounded my ass for several minutes before asking me if I wanted his load inside me. I said yes and took his cum as he thrusted hard into my hole. As quickly as he slid out, someone else was sliding in. I don’t know how many of the five or six guys who fucked me that night actually bred me, but I loved every minute of it.

Chapter 3 "SLAP, SLAP, SLAP" were the next sounds I heard. They were loud and echoed for a moment. I froze. Tried to figure out where it came from. Then, an unmistakable muffled combo scream and groan from the same direction. And again, another series of slaps and muffled scream and groan. "What the fuck?" i said out loud. The sound of chains could then be heard and more slaps, screams and moans. Suddenly all was drowned out by some loud dance music playing all around me. I still was frozen and stood there with little of what I had been told to put on. I felt a hand on my ass while a powerful arm wrapped around my chest from behind as I was lifted up and held there. A light rubbing of a hard dick could be felt as a tongue began to lick my neck. "Lets get this party movin white boy. I am going to set you down and I expect you to get this gear on quickly. Dont look back. Just put the shit on." I was let down. The voice had intent and didnt sound like he was going to wait much longer. I returned to putting on the gear left for me as quickly as I could. I began wondering more if this was a good idea or not. I hadnt played with many black men before. In fact, I had only been with two before in my life. I started to think about that moment, my dick starting to swell and my hole twitching. It was about 4 years before then. My ex had moved to Chicago and had invited me to visit over a weekend that happened to be halloween. Usually pretty much a regular guy, I decided I wanted to shock him. So I had my hair dyed blond from dark brown. I thought it looked really good on me. Anyway, I knew I wanted to check out the infamous bath house there - Steamworks. I had been to several different baths over the years and had heard I had to go there if ever in town. My ex didnt recognize me at the airport because og my hair. Was kinda funny. I didnt know how i was going to goto the baths without being rude to his invite. I was reloeved when he said on the train that he had good news and bad news. Good news was that he was glad to see me. Bad news was that he wouldnt be able to see a lot of me as he had just started a new 2nd job the week prior and would be working most of the weekend. He said he had laid out the places he wanted to show me and hang out at...including the clubs and bars. It was Friday night and I headed out on my own in this unknown city to one of the clubs that was also nearby a leather bar. It was cold in Chicago. I hadnt brought really warm clothes. Had on my jock, jeans, black boots, muscle t, and arm band. Got to the club and it was packed and the music was pumping. I didnt bring any favors as my ex was against them and I didnt want any trouble on the plane. So I got pretty fucked up drinking. One thing I did notice soon was that there were a lot of black men there - and they were built, hot, black men. I had zero experience with black guys - not by choice - there werent that many from where I lived. The night went quick and I knew I wanted to check out a leather bar. So I left and took a quick cab to one. Even though it was close to 40 degrees plus the wind, as I got out of the cab I took off my shirt. When I entered the leather bar, it was also packed. Even so close to last call. I got a drink and took in the scene. As I walked around a bit and smelled weed in the air. Then a man dressed in chaps, harness, and boots, about mid 30's, tight bod, maybe 6'3", light chest hair, square jawed, stepped in front of me as he reached out with a joint and offered it to me. With his other hand, he started to play with my left nip. I took the joint from him and he took his other hand and began playing with my other nip. I took a hit and started to hand it back to him and he shook his head no then said to take a few good hits saying it was great stuff. I was getting buzzed real quick. It was strong weed. He dropped one of his hands and reached around me grabbing my ass. He took the other hand and slowly traced my chest and down my front before grabbing onto my now hard dick. I got light headed. I gave the joint back to him, and was still holding my hit when he pushed me back against a wall and began kissing me. He took the joint and took another hit and then we went back and forth blowing it into each other. He had managed to unbutton, unzip, and pull my jeans down a bit and began playing with my hole. My hands were all over him now, playing with his nips, grabbing his thick arms, running them all over his back. He then stopped and grabbed both my arms and held them above my head as he licked and toyed with my nips. I was in awe. He then spoke as he came close to my ear saying that I needed to cancel any plans I had for the night as I was coming with him to a little after hours party that a few buds of his were having. I just nodded yes. He stopped everything and reached into pocket and gave me an x and a viagra and told me to swallow them. He then asked if I liked to party. I nodded yes. He then pulled out a collar and put it on me, told me to pull my jeans up. Grabbing my arm he said it was time to leave. He held onto me firmly as we walked out of the bar. He said the party was only 2 blocks away. He went on to ask how the weed was saying that it was some super shit laced with T. I almost had to run to keep up with him. In minutes we had arrived. He used the call box at the entrance and we were buzzed in. Once in the elevator he told me that once there, we would be greeted in the foyer where we would both need to get naked except for any leather. For me, he said I would need to take off my jeans. We came to the door and he knocked like it was a code knock. The door opened to a blue glow where a man in his mid 40's, naked except for a cock ring and boots sporting a thick hard 8 inch dick appeared. "Welcome! Nice plus 1 there! You know the drill" and we walked inside. The doorman kept eye contact with me as I passed, sticking his tongue in and out and grabbing his hard dick shaking it. He was hot. I took off my jeans and put them with my shirt into a bag and left them behind. We walked further inside where I counted 11 men in all different leather gear. The air was cloudy and smelled like leather, weed, sweat, and sex. I was told we were headed to the bar area that was stocked with shots of g, booty bump rigs, slamming rigs, shards, bumps lined up, viagra, trimix shots, lube laced with tina, and weed laced with tina. "Here's a shot, drink up" he said and handed me one. He then grabbed a booty rig, some laced lube, 1 rig marked .2 and 2 more marked .35 and said to follow him. We went into a bathroom and he told me to get totally naked and turned on the shower. He had me get into the shower as he lubed his fingers. He then told me to bend over as he stuck 2 fingers inside my twitching hole. I had cleaned out before going out so I was pretty confident. He removed his fingers saying that my hole was nice, clean and tight. He then said for me to quickly shower. I stood there dripping wet and he told me to lay on my back. He then pulled my legs up and pushed them back exposing my hole. He took the booty rig, spit on it, then pushed it deep inside my hole and pushed the plunger down. It was warm then burned a bit. He pulled it out and tossed it in the garbage then grabbed my legs, pulled me upwards leaving my shoulders. He then tongue teased my hole. I was crazed. My dick was rock hard and ooozed precum down my stomach in a trail to my neck. He said he was going to do this for about 5 mins to let the tina get deep. His tongue darted, dived, and licked. I was now dripping from the shower and my own sweat. He stopped and said for me to put my jock, cock ring, arm band and boots back on as he sat back on the counter and stroked his now throbbing 9 inch dick. I stared and drooled at his dick. His body. His arms. His chest. I needed his dick. "You want my dick pounding your hot hole dont you?, he asked. I nodded yes and began to move towards him. He told me to stop. That he promised I would have his dick soon enough. He then stood up and told me to dry/wipe myself off and he would be right back. Two minutes later he returned with two other guys. I didnt see these two when we first walked into the place. They were much like him, tall, toned, masculine men, both bald wearing chain harnesses, boots, and fat, easily 8 inch steel hard dicks. 'This is my toy. Need to get him up to speed. You 2 are the experts, so here you go". There was nowhere to run. And I was smaller by far than all of them. One of the men grabbed both of the .35 rigs and handed one to the other as they walked towards me both carrying a rubber tube with them. I also noticed one had some kind of straps and the other had a ball gag. They all noticed I looked a bit freaked out. One of them said, "we are gonna slam you with these. You are gonna feel so fucking great. The straps and gag are just in case you fight us. Thats not a good idea. Now sit on the counter and put both arms out." I did what they said. In seconds, they had put the hose around both arms, found a vein, inserted and registered. "Good little man. Now get ready to blast off!" I watched as they pushed both plungers, then removed the hoses, pulled my arms up, slapping a bandaid on each entry point. In the corner of my eye, I could see the man I came with holding his arm up and he began to cough. The rush was like nothing I had ever felt before. My chest heaved. My eyes were crazed and darting all over the place. My ears rang loudly. I began coughing very deeply. i thought that I might just die. My body shook. I broke out sweating. My dick spurted massive precum into my jock. My hole twitched and gaped, trying to take in anything it could grab onto. "HOLY FUCK.....HOLY FUCK...FUCKKKKKKIN OH MY GOD....OH FUCK.....OH FUCK...FUCK....MY HOLE....FUCK ME....FUCK!" I shouted. I was so into the rush that I hadnt realized that the two men that slammed me had carried me out of the bathroom, laid me down on my back on some type of cushion, my arms were pulled out and above my head then each wrist was fastened to a ring. My legs were pulled apart and pushed back with each ankle also fastened to a ring. My ass hung over the edge totally exposed. A ball gag was then put on me. Then a rag was placed over my nose forcing me to breathe in poppers. I felt lube being rubbed in and around my hole. A hood was put over my head. Then something first began touching then inching closer to my hole. Inch by inch it began to enter then leave. Then enter deeper and deeper. At first almost pulling out totally. Then deeper and deeper. Then at a steady pace, drilling my hole deep and then almost pulling out. I was writhing. Moaning. My hole was on fire. The drilling then slowed. Then got faster. It was then I could hear the sound of a machine. A fuck machine. It was merciless. Drilling and pounding. I was crazed. About 30 minutes had passed when it stopped. More lube and burning and the machine started again. This time it was thicker and longer. It was more fierce. I then felt my jock removed and a hand began jerking my dick while the fuck machine went deeper and faster. I quickly felt like I was going to cum when the jerking stopped and my balls were grabbed onto and pulled.on. The fuck machine stopped deep inside me. My dick and balls were released. Then my nips began to be touched and licked. The fuck machine began again, slowly at first, then pounding speed. My dick was super hard and spewing precum into a pool on my stomach. Fuck! And then it all stopped. The fuck machine pulled out. Then nothing. I was sweating like crazy. My dick throbbed. I felt empty but my hole kept twitching and grabbing at thin air. I could hear rustling around me and footsteps. Then nothing for what seemed like forever. Then I could hear porn....rough sounding porn. Ass being slapped. Balls slapping fucking. Groaning and moaning. "Take that dick ....yeah take that fucking dick". It sounded hot. "It's been 2 hours, I think he's ready" came a voice. The hood was removed as well as the ball gag. Both the men that slammed me stood over me and told me to drink as they fed me gatorade with g. They then again wrapped a hose around each arm and told me not to move. They quickly administered a slam to each arm saying these were just like the last ones. The rush came. I coughed crazy. Then they asked if I still wanted to get fucked. I felt like I was in a tunnel. I tried to speak but was incoherent. I nodded yes. One of them then said that was good to hear, but really didn't matter as they planned on doing that anyway. He said that at these parties they usually have around 20 tops and 4 bottoms. But tonight only one bottom showed up and they had used him up pretty good already. So that left me. They said I would be taking some 16 loads over the next few hours. I took their dicks and loads as they each pounded me relentlessly. My arms and legs were like jello as I was released from the restraints. My hole was dripping cum down my legs. I was led to a bathroom and told to clean up. Once showered and dressed, I was led to the entrance and given 2 bottles of water and a small shaving like bag before I left. I walked down the hall to the elevator then stopped to look into the bag. Inside were 4 shots of g, 2 booty bump rigs, 2 .3 rigs, 2 .35 rigs, a rubber hose, a bag of shards, lube bottle I was sure was placed with t, and a bag of weed. A note inside said "thanks! Though the drapes didn't match the carpet you were still a hot fuck. Come back for another session." I then pulled out a shard and pushed it into my hole. I took the stairs down a couple flights before I began to feel horned as fuck again. I got out my phone, took my shirt and pants off. Wearing my jock and boots I took some pics and got dressed again. I sat down and took out a shot of g and downed half of it. Signed onto bbrt and nkp. Posted that I was horned, spun and would be at Steamworks in an hour. Walked down the steps and outside. Grabbed a cab to the baths. I was feeling so fucking awesome.

I was 19 and in the army I was going to the airport to catch a flight home for the holidays and got there 12 hours early since the post was 200 miles from the airport. I dropped my things off at the uso there and went exploring the town and found the bathhouse and took the bus that had a stop close by and walked the rest of the way there. I was a bit nervous and the guy at the check-in saw my dog tags and smiled at me and didn't charge me for the room or the entry fee. He actually gave me the best room they had there and as I walked around to get it I could see all eyes on me and allot of guys followed me around after seeing I was military. I didn't wear the towel and just walked around naked and got touched allot. I bottomed all night and had to at least have a dozen or so loads in my ass and the last guy who fucked me offered me a ride back to the air port and I thanked him by giving him my load.

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

What was going to be 1 load from a FWB turned into 7 loads from 6 guys. Here’s what happened: FWB messaged me saying he wanted to pump and dump (he loves when I get blindfolded for him and leave my door open). He also loves a cummy hole to eat and breed, so like the good sub I am I got 2 loads before he showed up, and plugged between each guy. First guy said he wanted another go once I got a couple loads so he came back and gave me another (my fourth) I was still craving cum so I hit up another FWB and he brought a buddy of his to tag team me. They stuffed me on both ends, then after my FWB’s buddy bred me I cleaned him off without him even asking while my FWB filled me with his seed. First time I ever cleaned off a cock before and I couldn’t keep my mouth off him. Plug went back in to wait for the last guy. Last but not least is a dom daddy guy I’ve been wanting to get bred by for a long time. He wanted to be last and said he was gonna stretch me after breeding me. He fucked my brains out, and in the process churned those loads in and out of my hole. Almost took his fist, then he plugged me back up. Left me marked on the outside and in. Jerked off to some cum pig hypno porn and blew a huge load. Was a damn good night. 😈🐽

Since I was a child I lived in the same neighborhood, with the same neighbors. I played on the street with the usual people, until we grew up and moved away. All the houses in the neighborhood had a child my age, except that of the neighbor on the right, who lived alone. Everyone said he was gay, so no one came close to him. But I always thought they were envious, because he had the biggest house in the region, with a pool and everything. My parents always treated him well, invited him to my birthday parties and he gave me great gifts, so I was always courteous to him too. When I was fourteen, my mother was diagnosed with cancer, and it was Pablo, the neighbor, who took care of me while my father was in the hospital with her. In the two years that followed until the death of my mother, we created a bond almost like father and son. At that time, I already knew that he was really gay, I had met some of his boyfriends, and he was the first person to whom I told that I was also gay. What I didn't told him was that I had a secret crush on him, after all, a skinny teenager like me would never have a chance with a mature, 36-year-old man, wealthy and well resolved like him. I had already spent countless afternoons in the pool at Pablo's house, and when he went swimming with me, I would look at his strong, hairy body, with that big volume in his trunks and all the tattoos he had on his body. He told me to wear swim trunks, but I always wore shorts, so he wouldn't notice my erection. My father was very depressed after my mother's death and started drinking, so whenever I could, I would run away to Pablo’s. He had even given me a copy of his key, so I could come in and watch TV or use the computer when he was gone working. One day, as usual, I went to his house during his working hours, thinking it would be empty. I was starting to settle in the living room when I heard a groaning noise coming from his room. I went there in silence and came across a scene that left my jaw dropping. Pablo was fucking another man with all the pressure. The guy was under him, in a chicken position, while Pablo fucked him mercilessly. His hairy, juicy ass was in front of me, as were his huge balls. The guy moaned and screamed like he was in paradise. For a moment, I thought the man under him had seen me, because he whispered something in Pablo's ear after looking at the door. But I was well hidden in the shades and they just kept fucking, without looking in my direction. I was looking at that scene for some time, my dick exploding in my underwear, when I heard Pablo saying: “Do you want my cum?” ”Yes, I really want it”, the other man shouted in ecstasy. “And what kind of cum is it?”, asked Pablo. “It's poz cum.” "Say what you want then," ordered my neighbor. “I want you to poz me, to fill me with HIV.” Hearing that was strange. First, because I didn't know that my neighbor had HIV. Second, the other guy was getting fucked without a condom on purpose, literally begging to be infected. A few seconds after that, I heard Pablo howling, and I knew he was coming inside the passive's ass, injecting him with his virus-contaminated semen. I turned away in silence, left his house and ran to mine. My cock was still hard and drooling in my underwear, so I ran to the bathroom and touched myself remembering the scene I had just witnessed. I came as I never had in my life, I had to restrain myself from screaming otherwise I would get my dad's attention. I didn't fully understand why the guy wanted to be infected with a virus that had no cure, but I realized how that would feel in sex. Because it was bigger than just sex, they were creating a bond that would last until the end of their lives, something totally irreversible. I never mentioned any of that to anyone, obviously, because people would find it strange and try to get me away from Pablo. I continued to act normally with him, but in a way our relationship was no longer the same, because I knew his secret. The more the time passed, the more I understood the fetish that man had to be pozzed by my neighbor. It was literally putting your life in the hands of the other, and I didn't know a better person than my neighbor to have that kind of trust. I started researching the subject on the internet and discovered that there was a whole community with this type of fetish. The more videos I watched, the more I became horny about it. I even lost track of how many handjobs I gave myself imagining my neighbor doing that to me. It was in these researches that I discovered that a tattoo that he had just above the swimsuit mark meant that he was positive and that he was proud of it. One day, when we were sitting by the pool, I got some courage and said: “I really like your tattoos, when I turn 18, I want to get some done.” "Tattooing is something that when you do the first one, you get addicted," he said. “Would you be upset if I had one just like yours?”, I asked. “Which one?” he wanted to know. "The one over the swim trunks," I said innocently. “I think it's very beautiful.” He smiled a little condescendingly, as if I had no idea what I was talking about and said: “That one has a very special meaning for me, someday I’ll explain it to you.” I didn't ask anything because I already knew what it meant, and he closed the matter too. But I realized that from that day on he started looking at me differently, as if he were evaluating me. At that time, I was starting to gain some muscle, because I was going to the gym and my body was starting to develop as well. There was hair growing in corners that I never imagined I could have it, and I left everything to be natural, just as I had seen that Pablo was. I thought he could be evaluating me in that matter, seeing the changes in my body, but he never said anything. Time passed and our relationship remained the same as always. It was childish of me to still hope to be with a man twenty years older than me, who thought about me as if I was his son more than anything.

Totally agree. This is one of the reasons I prefer a gay top to a bi or "straight" top. I want a guy in me who is thinking about me, and not fantasizing about a woman he just didn't have access to when he was currently horny. Sure, I'm not above getting fucked by a fuck buddy or random guy who wants to just have a moment of wild sex, hell, I have needs too, but for an encounter with substance I want a guy who is focussed on using me for his pleasure. And that gets me hot as hell...

Part 8 Dirk was opening the door for his buddies, the total entrance was filled with testorone. Both guys where a head bigger as Dirk, they where muscle bears working as constructors with their own company specialised in special projects like bars, restaurants and sometimes sexclubs. They had about 25 guys working for them, all selected for skills and looks, and preferable poz. Dirk was hugging the guys, and making room for them to enter. They where packed with to big travelbags, bringing all their own toys and gear. "How is the meat doing?" asked Hugo, "hmmm he is just fine, did clean him up for you, ready to go". "What are you guys all packing? you know i have a lot of gear, you shouldent bring any toys" "We know buddy, just making sure we had all" said James. James and Hugo where guys who brought their bottoms always to the brink of the slaves limit, they loved it to go one step further, even when the bottom decided against it. When they entered the living room they saw Mike lying on the couch looking a bit confused. He was a bit shocked how big these guys where, and you could tell from the looks on his face. The guys where only dressed in sweatpants, and a sweatshirt, going full commando underneath. Under their clothes they where in full harnas, yellow jocks and leather bands around their muscled guns. First of all they dropped of their bags in the bedroom and then returned to check out Mike. Dirk was in the kitchen preparing some drinks for them, and a coke with some G for Mike. Hugo moved towards to Mike introducing himself, and then introduced James how came soon after him. Mike was checking both bears out, compared to them with his 5,10 he was a small guy, he did feel frail and vulnerable compared to them. Mike had the impression they where nice guys with great smiles, but he would not like to meet them latenight somewhere in a dark alley, they really had some menacing features and hands like coalshovels. Mike could make out that they where full tattooed guys, having visible tattoos on their hands and necks. Mike did come upright making place for the 2 bears to sit down, each guy did sit down on either side of Mike, Mike body felt a bit trapped between this big burly guys. Dirk came back with the drinks for all and offered the G laced drink to Mike, while the others did take the beers from the platter. The guys made sure they did toast with the glass of Mike and made sure he was drinking his drink. James was caressing Mikes legs how where partially still covered with the towel that Dirk has used to dry him off after the shower. Mike did like the touch, while he was studdying the faces of both guys. Although he normally would have an instant boner by a touch like this, his dick still made no effort to come in action, the only thing he was feeling, was his sensitive cockhead was dripping precum like crazy his legs where getting sticky. Dirk was placing a dvd from last session they had together with an older condomfreak, they had changed from neg to toxicpig in one night, the guy was working now as a barman in a fetish club cleaning out cabins and collecting used condoms for his own use. All guys where focussing on the TV while having their drinks. Dirk was checking out his friends, with in between the slut nearly covered by the big arms of his friends. He had a big smile on his face, he was going to enjoy this night, he loves to see the guys in action, their where masters in turning neg sluts in total pigs losing all their limits. James was getting up, announcing he first had to take a piss, before to get in action. Dirk said, "you know the way, why do you not take the bitch, he has a very willing mouth, and he already showed he loves piss". Mike was a bit confused about this remark, moving his looks from Dirk to James not sure if they where making jokes, or where real. Soon enough, James pulled away the towel of Mike, and pulled him up, and dragged him direction bathroom. Soon enough they where in the bathroom, and James dragged Mike into the shower and forced him to kneel with his back against the wall. James first kissed Mike on his mouth which suprised Mike, Mike was really enjoying this tender wet kiss. James was chucking his sweater and sweatpants and did drop them to the floor in the corner and stepped up to Mike. Mike was shocked about the body of James, he never saw piercings before on a guy, and this guy had them everywhere. A big fat PA in his glant, a ladder of frenums on the shaft, and guiche vissble behind his balls when he turned, and heavy nipplepiercings. There was no open skinplace anymore, the whole body of James was covered with tattoos, most for Mike unknown and wondering what the meanings would be. Mike was still openmouthed admiering all this body culture, that he did not noting that James was targetting his fat cock at the open mouth of Mike and loosing the first stream of piss. Before Mike did realize the back of his tongue was hit, he awakened and started gulping down the golden liquid he was offered. The taste was very acrid and bitter, but he was scared not to swallow it. James was aiming his dick now above the mouth of Mike, going up to the head of the slut, and then moving down to his chest, and then lower to the small prick of the bitch. James likes them smelling, he never goes for clean bitches. "Move around bitch, show me your hole", James was holding his piss he wanted to spray some on the whores ass, or even deep in his ass. Mike was turning around getting down on all fours showing off his ass towards James. Mike was wondering how he could take this big dick, with all the piercings. Soon the stream of piss did restart, being aimed at his pink hole, it was full force, Mike was really enjoying this feeling, he did feel so sleazy and dirty, strangely not a feeling he had before. Please let me know if it is OK for you

I love choking a faggot out while I breed it.the harder they like it the better. i love it when they pass out and go limp so I can shove my arm up their ass while they are unconscious or by the time they come to some random stranger is fucking them in my load and I'm long gone. If you are in Toronto hit up @LittleCumSewer That faggot is a total whore and loves getting strangled. I have used a rope, a belt, my hands and even a noose on this fuckboy and strangled her skinny neck so hard I left bruises

Part 7 Dirk was enjoying his piss in the cunts ass, he had a big flow going up there. "Keep it in you whore, enjoy my warm piss in your hole babes, it will make you a very happy and willing cunt". Mike was clenching his ass, scared to loose any of the warm piss, his was imagening how pregnant women most feel so bloathed, but instead a baby it was hot piss. Dirk was taking some soap from the dispenser, and started to clean up Mikes back, going from his head to his asscheeks, and legs. Mike was still haunched against the wall with his torso against the wall, scared to move, afraid to lose some of that precious piss inside him. Dirk was doing a good job in washing, making sure he was touching every crevice on Mike's body, the boy was sweathing like a racehorse after a big race during sex, so he wanted to make sure he was feeling clean again. He was aware that Mike was clenching his ass to keep the piss inside, "ok boy rinse off, then dump the piss in the toilet, then whe continue to shower together". Mike was moving to the toilet, and sitting down embarassed to dump the large amount of piss. He was staring in the bog to make sure that he was still clean, but the only thing he saw was pink piss, and small ropes of cum swimming around in the bog. He did stand up, and entered the shower again, he was feeling a new buzz in his body, like he was getting more aroused and high. Dirk was awaiting him with open arms, making sure the cunt did not fall down on the wet floor, he pushed Mike back under the hot stream to continue his cleaning of Mikes ass and his frontside. While Mike face was hunched against the breast of Dirk, Dirk was cleaning Mike ass with a vigour and a lot of soap, he likes the smell of a soapy ass while rimming. Mike suddenly backed off and started to clean Dirks chest with his tongue, and going to Dirks armpits and licking them clean, he was feeling so piggy with the new chems boost, that he just had to try this. He could smell the mansmell of Dirk, even when he retracted, he could smell the sweat on his own face, it triggered some exciting feelings in his body, strangely enough his dick was so sensitive, but as big as his forefinger, he just could not understand why he was not getting hard, it was frustrating him. "Time to get ready babes, we have some company in a minute and we do not want our friends losing patience, don't we????" Mike was smilling and nodding that he was ready for round two. Dirk did take a big fluffy towel to dry Mike from head to toe, which gave Mike a feeling like he was being loved, and of course that was the wicked idea Dirk did want to create for the bitch, but reality was much farther from the cunts ideas. Soon they both where dry, and moved back to the living room together. Mike was sitting down on the coach, lying a bit back, just wondering what more there could happen this night, he never had an experience like this, he did not understand that he was going from a timid guy to a dick crazy whore within a few hours, he had never imagined that he was capable of losing his boundaries so quick. Dirk was checking out the bedroom, just making sure the sheets where still ok, and then moving to his computer to drop a few lines to his Zoom mates. "Hey wankers, keep your attention on the screen, the real show will start shortly, save up some cum in your nuts, and turn down the heat, because the sex here will be fired up" Some punters did sheer and grunt and making some devil signs with their fingers. Dirk was moving back to his living room when his mobile was buzzing, James did message that they have arrived and they where in front of the door. Before he opened the door he was turning down the heat, to avoid more sweat then neccessary.

Love this discussion. An extremely horny subject, having rough and raw sex leading to the ultimate, the other guy placing his trust and life in your hands. Am talking to a guy on another site about meeting up next weekend, to choke him until he passes out. He says he has done it before and when he comes back, he doesn't know where he is for 60 seconds or so. Really want to try this for real from both ends.

I am married but my wife knows about my bi side and I got on prep. I have enjoyed the freedom it allows as I know I will not bring HIV home to her.

On Sept 21, 2020 - Was on grindr, already carrying one mexican load in my puss when I got hit up by this 18 year old mexican kid looking for a hole. Only 6 miles away, so away I went. Parked across from his parents house. It's dark, no streetlights on his block. He told me he'd flash a light real quick from his front yard when he was ready. 30 seconds later I see the flash, get out of my car, and follow him around his house to the shadowy side yard. No windows on this side of the house, and a fence between his and his neighbors. I drop down and suck him for about a minute, he's only about 5 inches, but quite thick, but he's ready to go (18 years old after all), so I dropped my mesh shorts and put my hands on my knees. Never a hint mentioned of a condom, just how I'd hoped. He fingered some lube into my bare hole and then shoved it in. Fucking heaven! So he plows away at my hole for about 5 minutes non-stop. We're both barely making a sound above a whispered grunt. He cums hard in my juicy cunt, pulls his shorts up, and says "thank." I said "anytime, bud" and left. No name, no face, just his load in my hole within 20 minutes from his initial grindr notification. Fun times!

Your instincts do you credit. The cage needs to be snug and have no gap at the end, but for a new locked nub its not a good idea to compress the clit. You need to be conditioned to sleeping in it to tame and blunt your clit's regular nightly swelling first, as well as wearing it through the day. Some discomfort is expected. If your goal is respectful limpness while being used, I really think you should also consider adding hypnosis to your arsenal. I thought I had a small dick, but keep getting feedback that it was both not small and a "very pretty dick" as well. I didn't want that distraction from serving men with my cunt, so I used hypnosis to focus my arousal and attention on my cunt as well as getting a cage as a visible symbol of restraint. My dom top friend and other tops that use my cunt enjoy how my limp dick and balls look as they penetrate me and how, as they fuck me, it emits ropes and ropes of precum clearly illustrating my arousal and engagement in their use of me. I recommend you take it one step at a time in your journey towards a limp nub.

Use me.

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.

I was 21 and got the courage up to go to my first bathhouse. I sucked a few dicks at a glory hole just to ease into things and then got cornered by an older guy I think was in his 50’s. I couldn’t see his face very well but he had a nice hairy body and was much taller than me. He had a deep voice and was running his hands over my chest back and stomach before finding my ass and playing with it. I sucked his cock for a bit before he picked me up and led me to a bigger room where guys were fucking. He laid me out on a fuck bench and started to fuck me. I didn’t even think about a condom at all and got lost in the sex. After he came he got two other guys to fuck me before I was done and left. No idea who any of them were and it set me up for all the anonymous loads ive taken over the years.

Okay i think i know where the sorry is going from here so enjoy this next chapter Part 8 It had taken Gray and Alverez the better part on an hour to get to the lower labs and had involved a lot of trial and error what with doors sealed with electromagnetic locks that required access cards they didn’t have and Gray’s computer not being able to bypass them. So, after some back tracking and looking for alternate routes though the lab. they had resorted to using the vents twice but after Gray’s arm started to bleed again and the blond techie had nearly passed out Alverez had called a stop to that approach they would take it slow and use option two. Option two had turned out to be an acetylene torch procured from one of the abandoned labs possibly left over from construction it had taken more time but they were making progress. Gray pointed at a pair of double doors at the end of a corridor imposing in size and seemed to have a number of bio locks keeping them closed Alverez sighed “let me guess we need to break into these to get where we need to go” his eyes flicked to Gray who had slid down the wall and was now sitting on the floor . “yeah and from the schematics that place is the main lab for military projects so its going to be fun getting in dude” Gray winced as he pulled his vest and coat off showing the ruined T-shirt and blood-soaked bandage on his arm. Concern flashed across Alvarez's face but he held his tongue watching gray work, Gray pulled his own med kit from his belt and putting a new pressure bandage in place with a small gasp of pain. “we need to get in there Alverez, the way out should be at the far end of the room if they did what I think they should have to save money they will be using the cooling run off pipe as a way to dump any liquids from the labs and that run off pipe should lead to the way out of this place” Alverez raised an eyebrow “that sentence had a lot of should or what ifs but I will take your word for it because I don’t think we have another option at this point” he helped Gray put on his vest leaving the jacket on the floor the heat in the complex growing oppressive now. They moved down the corridor carefully the glass walls of the lab's ether side acting like giant black mirrors showing them distorted fragments in the dull red light of the lock-down, they reached the doors expecting a true challenge to get in only to find them ajar large black hand prints in the oily substance where someone or something had opened and closed the door a number of times. Both men looked at each other and slipped inside to what they both now suspected was the beasts lair. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Nick awoke head feeling foggy to grunts of pain he looked over to where Nate was laying on his back writhing in what seemed pain. His skin was splotched grey the color creeping further up his body the pulsing vanes had moved most of the way towards his heart and head. The man's body was transforming Nick could see his member engorging and lengthening as the little fat on him slowly drained away leaving the skin tight across muscles now obscenely defined his hair was turning a coal black but his eyes were still human and he seemed to be fighting the change. Jackson was making a keening noise and stroking Nate’s hair as Nicks maker rose from behind him and stalked over. Jackson’s pitch-black eyes looking up at the maker pleading for its help the Maker nodded stroking Jackson's hair sending a visible shiver of pleasure though him Jackson stepped back and watched his maker work. The creature knelt between Nate’s legs its hands slipping under the man's muscular thighs and lifting his ass up Nate began to struggle and whimper his voice slurred as the virus burned though him “no please … no ….. just let me go.. Plee” his protests were cut short into moans as the makers long tongue slipped into his destroyed hole lapping up the oily Toxic cum still oozing out, its cock growing harder as Nate's struggles and protests died replaced with an animal moans and need, nick crawled over to his once friend and mentor kissing his head tongue slipping between the moaning man's lips Nate kissed back getting lost in the pleasure and pheromones. Jackson slipped behind Nick his cock already as hard as iron from watching his creator it brushed the man's wet dripping hole as soft as a kiss and then pushed into the young creature nicks eyes went wide at the pleasure and pushed back against the intruding cock. Jackson could feel the makers toxic cum envelop his cock he growled as Nick raised up pressing his back to Jackson's chest and leaning his head back to rest on Jackson's shoulder as the man began to pummel Nicks insides both could feel the cum slashing inside Nick’s dick was now as hard as Jackson's and had fallen across Nate's chest the creator smiled seeing his new creations enjoying each other in the most natural way possible. The creator looked down at Nate knowing Jackson's gift was not strong enough yet to give a swift transition to perfection but knew he could help Nate become who he was meant to be to join with his brothers forever he lowered the man down and positioned himself. As he pushed into the transforming man slowly, lovingly knowing his gift would end this creature suffering, he never broke eye contact, the creator leaned forward when he was all the way in and Nate's face was a mask of pleasure and fear, a tear trickled down Nate's face and he mouthed the word no trembling as he weakly tried to raise his arms toward the creator, the creator just smiled sadly and nodded yes and stroked his hair as he pulled out and slammed back in Nate let out a scream arms falling as the creator did another slow pull out and slammed back in again its vanes pulsing light speeding up now with the need to breed this man. He and Jackson continued their rhythm the slap slap of balls full of toxic seed echoed though the tunnels as well as the grunts and moans of pure animal sex, the creator reached out and grabbed Nate and Nicks cocks and began to wank them in time with their own rhythm both men shuddering under the powerful touch of the creator. Jackson and nick both let out there screams of orgasm first, as Jackson slammed into the younger man with a roar of primal fury releasing a flood of toxic cum into Nick’s guts he could feel the pulse after pulse of corruption entering him Nick came a few seconds later by the creators hand sending a torrent of toxic cum into the air and down onto Nate who was still writhing in pure ecstasy the creators toxic rod filling him totally. Jackson pulled out of Nick and let the younger man drop to the floor the fresh infusion of virus speeding on his change past the point of no return Nick writhed in a spreading pool of cum moaning and rubbing at his skin the pulsing vanes beginning to form the bio-hazard symbol over his heart sealing his new existence he watched on as Nate's initiation continued. Jackson crawled onto his former commander and lined the man's still growing cock up with his hole. he looked in Nate's eyes still human still a vivid green but unfocused and pushed back, Nate breached Jackson's hole into his velvet shoot that seemed to try and pull his dick further and reflexively he pushed into the man Jackson let out a howl of pleasure and Nate's eyes focused on the pulsing symbol on Jackson's chest he licked his lips and began to fuck Jackson and himself on the creators invading tool. the creator leaned forwards his tongue licking Nate's cock and Jackson's hole tasting the two men and it driving them all on. The makers speed began to grow unsteady and Nate felt the things cock grow harder inside him he tried to force his mind to push back to stop what was happening to him but it was too late he felt the final push the pulsing of the burning ropes of toxic black cum flooding him inside the immense wave of pure pleasure that followed was too much he came inside Jackson the orgasm the most powerful he had ever had in his life. Jackson seemed to glow brighter as Nate filled him up and then he came a fountain of corruption into Nate's face and mouth Nate was forced to swallow and wipe his face then he spasmed as the creator's toxic load burned though him, his transformation now in overdrive Nate screamed as the last of his humanity burned away leaving on perfection it its wake.

4. Speculum "There's still a lot we need to do," Tiago said. He turned to James. "You're doing ok, right?" James moaned, shook his head. He tried to speak, but the mouth spreader rendered his words utterly unintelligible. He continued to fight against the thick leather straps that held him in place, but they held him down. Fabien had the phone now; the had stepped back to get the entire scene in frame. "I'm going to take the mouth spreader out, ok?" Tiago said. James nodded furiously. "But. You need to let me do it. Don't move." James tried his best, but it was hard to calm down. He wanted out. He hated being here. He hated the feelings. He dreaded the memories. "If you move, it's going to hurt, ok? Relax. This was just a demonstration. This is nothing you need to be worried about." James finally calmed down, and stopped struggling. He was still crying, but Tiago knew it wouldn't get any better until he was no longer subject to the mouth spreader's discomforting power. Fabien came back, holding the camera with one hand, and playing with his cock with the other. As Fabien recorded, Tiago reached down and snapped the wire frame device closed. It just slid out of James's mouth. "FUCK," James said. Before James could say another word, Tiago pressed his hand over James's mouth. "It's ok," Tiago said. "It was just a short demonstration, ok? It didn't mean anything." James had his eyes open now. Neither Tiago nor Fabien had put their cocks away, and their dicks were barely inches away from James's face. He remembered how it had been the night before. There had been cocks everywhere, and they each did what they wanted. "I just..." James started. Tiago gave Fabien an evil smile, then knelt down. The doctor didn't give James a chance to finish the sentence. "You did so well. That wasn't as bad as it could have been, now was it?" "I don't know...." James continued. Once more, Tiago didn't let James speak. "Just a little bit more," he said. "And then you can go home." James cheered up when Tiago mentioned him going home. It was an unfortunate tell for James. Tiago had plans for James, and the reveal only made them easier to execute. "That's good, you going home. It's a safe feeling, isn't it? Home." James face was streaked with tears. He nodded, only distantly aware of how Fabien was still recording his every word and action. "Please," he begged. "I don't know. You. Fabien. Everything. It's hard." "We don't have to do anything you don't want to," Tiago said. "But it's important to get clear evidence of what happened to you. There's only one more thing we need to do." "I don't know," James said. His eyes were closed now, and his breath was shallow and ragged. "Just one more thing?" he asked. "Yeah," Tiago replied. "Only one." "One more thing," he started to repeat. "One more thing." He kept his eyes closed. Tiago pushed his cock back into his pants, and buttoned them up. He longed for James's hole around his tool, but he had other things to do right now. Fabien followed Tiago's lead, although he struggled to push his stiff rod down, and to get the thick member stuffed into his jeans. James continued to repeat his new mantra. "One more thing," he said, keeping his eyes tightly closed. "That's it," Tiago said. "Now, I just need to see if there is any semen to collect. The DNA can help make an identification. Is that ok?" James nodded. "One more thing," he said. Tiago motion for Fabien to come to the end of the examination table. James's legs were still spread wide, his feet held in the stirrups. His asshole was on display, and even from a distance, Tiago could see the sperm leaking out of it. From the gym bag, Tiago pulled out a fat metal speculum. He showed Fabien how the two duck-bills would press apart, stretching open James's rectum. He then turned his attention back to James. "This is going to be cold at first," he said. "But it will warm up quickly" He spread some lubricant over the two legs, before pressing it against James's asshole. "Oh no. no. no," James begged. "Please." "We can do what you want," Tiago said. "But without this sample, it's going to be hard to do anything. Are you sure you want me to stop?" James stopped moaning. He was quiet for several seconds, started to speak, then was quiet again. Despite James quiet, his chest was heaving in complete panic. Fabien was faithfully recording the entire scene. "Should we stop?" Tiago finally asked. "No," James said. His teeth were clenched. He was struggling. He had panicked the moment the cold metal pressed against his asshole, and for a moment, he thought he was back in Conrad's flat. "Make it fast?" he asked. "Please?" "It's ok. This is a speculum. It's going to help me examine your anus." He pressed it into James's hole. His asshole was already open; it took only the slightest force for several inches of the speculum to slide in. James's body tensed, and Tiago could feel his ass struggling to accept the foreign object. "OOOHHHHHH," James grunted, struggling to keep his composure. His ass was tender and sore, and the speculum was almost more than he could take. "Just breathe," Tiago said. Keeping one hand on the metal handle, he reached back to the gym bag, and grabbed a sample tube, some long-stemmed swabs, and a small dark brown bottle. He handed it to Fabien. "Hold it under his nose," he told Fabien. "It'll help him take the probe." Fabien swapped the phone for the bottle. Tiago took the phone, and framed James as he huffed from the brown bottle. "Both nostrils," Tiago told James. "His ass is tender and sore." James struggled to keep his breathing measured and even. But it didn't matter. Fabien held the bottle under his nose, no matter if he took quick, shallow breaths or long, deep breaths, he got the full force of the poppers. "See how he flushes?" Tiago said, as the poppers began to hit James. "That's when you know." Tiago pushed the speculum several inches into James's ass. The young man gasped, but this time, did not protest. "Please," he said. "It's sore. Not too deep." "Just relax," Tiago replied. He nodded to Fabien, and the black man removed the poppers from James's nose. "We're just collecting DNA, ok? It's not that bad is it?" "It's ok," James said. Fabien screwed the cap on the poppers, and joined Tiago between James's legs. "I just. I just want to go home." "It's going to be all right, James," Tiago said. "I'll get you home just as soon as I can." He turned to Fabien. "Watch this," he said, and squeezed the handle of the speculum slowly. The metal duck-bills slowly spread apart, exposing James's ass. "Oh fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck," James moaned. "That's fucking intense. Please. Fuck. Fuck." He was shaking, but this time, it wasn't the discomfort. This was just something new for him; he had no way to express how it felt to have his ass exposed to air. "Fuck, fuck, fuck," he continued to murmur. "What's that white stuff?" Fabien asked, as a thick yellowish-white fluid started to dribble out. Tiago quickly grabbed a specimen swab, and started to wipe up the fluid. "That's semen," Tiago said. "Loads from the guys fucking him." "Their gift to me," James said. His face and chest were still red from the poppers. He was strangely calm, but still upset. "It's mine, please. Let me keep it." "But we need it as evidence. It's all in here. In the semen you got. Besides." Tiago rubbed his crotch. His cock was still hard. "You can always get more, can't you?" "But they gave it to me," he said. "It was a gift." It was paradoxical how James was so fiercely protective of his rapists' semen. Tiago didn't care. He went through several swabs, wiping up all the semen his probes exposed. It was more than enough. "It's mine. I need to keep it," he said. It was only poppers and GHB, but it was still enough. "You will get plenty more," Tiago said. "I bet Fabien could give you a load." "In me?" James moaned, pressing himself against the speculum, and pushing it several inches deeper in. Another pool of semen appeared, and Tiago quickly wiped it up. "It feels so good. Inside me." "Of course," Tiago said. "Won't you?" "Fuck. Of course I would," Fabien said. He was just staring at James's asshole, mesmerized by how red and vulnerable it was. "You can put anything in there, huh?" "Yeah. Anything. Wait a second," Tiago said. He locked the speculum open, then let Fabien grab on to the handle. "Hold it there. I'll be back in a second." He went to the counter, and quickly produced another plastic pipette full of a yellow-clear liquid. He squirted it directly into James's ass. "One last thing to help you calm down and understand." "What was that?" Fabien asked. "Quarter gram of crystal. Dissolved in piss."

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

This is not my story, but it’s my favourite chems story so I thought I’d paste it here. From the stories section on nastykinkpigs... My life changed 6 years ago, when I was in a bathhouse in FTL. I was high, been smoking and bumping T for a few hours when I decided to get online in my room. I came across a profile on for this Thug looking Black man not far from where I was located. I told him that I was at the bath and I was hungry for some Black meat. We chatted for a few and he just asked me if I was partying. I admitted that I was and I couldn’t get enough cock. He told me that he would be to the bath in 1 hour, and wanted to know what room I was in. I told him and he told me to continue to smoke and fill my ass up. The next hour came and went and I just thought he was playing and then suddenly he was knocking on my door. Well he was thugged out, wife beater, chains and cap on. He came in and told me that he liked his bitches really high and I needed to smoke up. I continued to hit the pipe as he undressed. I was freaked when he pulled his jeans off to reveal the biggest black cock I had ever seen. It was at least 11 and so fat I couldn’t get my hand to close at the base. The balls were low hangers and as big as golf balls. He had 3 inches of fore skin hanging off the end, just to make the scene perfect. He was perfect, bearded, tatted and he was Jamaican. Well he put me on my knees and told me to start sucking. I couldn’t get enough of that meat in me. I’m a good cocksucker, and was eager to show him my skills. I took as much as I could and he fucked my face, calling me a dick sucking bitch and kept telling me he was going to turn me into a bitch, with a big fucked out pussy. I was so hungry for him, he was laughing at me. After a few minutes he told me to get up, we were going to Miami to a bookstore he liked, that he would drive and I could play with his dick. I jumped up and got dressed and we checked out and headed to Miami. The bookstore was on Old Dixie Highway in a ghetto part of town that I’d never been to. When we parked he told me, he was going to take care of my pussy. If I wanted his cock I had to do everything he told me, if I didn’t he’d leave me here and never have anything to do with me again. I was so hungry for his cock that I said I’d do anything. He told me to give him 20 dollars and bring my poppers and T and leave my wallet in the car. When we got inside, there was a thug guy that he knew working the booth which was behind glass. He paid the 20 and we went in. It was obvious that he came here often. When we were buzzed into the back it was totally dark at first but he led me along a wall and as my eyes adjusted I could see that there were doors on both sides of the hall and it was the nastiest bookstore I’d ever been in. We went to the last door and he opened it up told me to go inside. We both went in and he told me to undress. I quickly took my jeans and shirt off, leaving my boots on, he then took my clothes from me and told me to stay in the room, he’d be back in a few minutes, but he left me with the poppers and took the meth. I thought for sure that he was going to ditch me in there, but I was high and hungry and wanted more of that cock. When he left I sat naked on a small stool watching the monitor with the thug on white porn playing, I was again playing with myself and fingering my hole that was oozing cum from the bath. It was only a few minutes when he returned without my clothes. He told me that the guy at the booth was a friend and he had all my stuff behind the counter, and that it was all safe. Then he pulled an orange-capped syringe out of his shirt pocket and told me that he was going to slam me, if I was going to get any of his dick. I didn’t know what to do, I wanted the cock, but I’d never slammed and I was afraid. The meth in me took over and I told him ok, but I was afraid because I’d never done it. He told me that I’d love it as much as Black cock and I was going to become a pro at taking both tonight. So I stood up and he told me to put my arm on the ledge in the booth near the monitor, so he could see with the light. He then popped the orange cap off and stuck the needle in my vein. I watched scared as shit, but excited at the same time. He pulled back and you could see my blood fill the point, then he pushed it in steady but fast. The next thing I knew I was breathing hard and fast, hot all over starting at my feet and then a huge cough, and my eyes started to blur. I was fucking scared, but fuck it felt good. Instantly I wanted everything in me and he pushed open the door to the booth. There were 3 Black guys outside waiting, I know that they knew what I had done and it turned me on. My thug told me to take care of that meat, that I was a bitch and he wanted me to serve everyone in the bookstore tonight. I was on my knees at the end of the hall with the door open in the dark surrounded by big Black cock. I started to suck and it wasn’t long until I was stood up and bent forward and the first Black cock entered my hole. The three of them fucked me and dumped loads in me while my Jamaican Thug watched. When the last pumped me full I was told to follow. I walked behind my Thug naked with only my boots, fucked up. We slowly walked thru the bookstore. There was a room with a few old torn up couches and chairs in it and a big monitor playing more thug on white porn. My eyes adjusted and the room had a few black men in it with their pants open stroking big Black cocks. I was told to bend over the back of one of the couches and show my pussy off. I then heard my Thug say this is my bitch, and I’m training his pussy tonight, he a fucking meth whore and needs to be fucked full. It wasn’t but a second and I felt the head of another Black cock as it slid into my stretched pussy. The fucking continued for awhile, as I was filled with cum. I was then led down another hall to a dark room at the end of the hall. I felt around and it was so dark I couldn’t see, but I knew there were a few men in the room. We went into a corner where there were more walls and I saw a lighter, where some one was smoking a pipe. I was told to get on my knees and I heard my Thug talking to the guy smoking the pipe, and then it was put in front of me. He told me I was gonna hit it, it was crack and to inhale slowly but keep drawing, he was gonna light it. I put my lips on it and started smoking. It was another first for me, but I loved it. I was a crack smoking meth whore now, serving my Thugs. I was next presented with a fat black cock. I sucked and serviced that meat until he blew a huge load of jizz down my throat. It was only a second and I had more cock. I was later stood up and fucked from both ends, swallowing and getting my pussy filled. I knew I would do anything he wanted at this point. I was now desperate to be a Black mans bitch. In a few minutes we were back in a booth where I was told to wait it was time for my pussy juice again. In minutes my Black Thug Daddy was back. I stood up waiting for him to pump me full of the meth again. The cough wasn’t as intense this time and in seconds I was grabbing my pussy and begging for more cock. My Thug told me he would only feed me after Id had cock all night taking care of all the Brothers in the bookstore. I went back to work. I was now bold, walking up and down the halls, going in every booth I was told to. I was officially a bitch. That continued until late the next day, one black cock after another. Then My Thug Wayne was ready to feed my hungry pussy. Wayne took me to a booth and told me to face the monitor, he slid his big monster cock in me and I was a sloppy mess, with cum running down my legs and all over my face. He fucked me loud and hard, calling me a bitch and telling me that I belonged to all Black men now. I know it was so everyone could hear. After he pumped his load in me he told me to wait, he was going to get my clothes. When he returned we went to my house to clean up and rest. Wayne told me he wanted me to slam, from now on, he would help me to learn and I was to continue to go to the bookstore. That he would meet me there when he could but the guys there would take care of me. I was to smoke crack when I could because it was good for my pussy. I promised that I would, and so it began… It was only two days and I was back at Prime Time getting the deluxe treatment. To be continued…

I had this idea where us guys on the forum could use Scruff to whore each other out globally (anon style)! This is how it would work... Two (or more) guys on this forum would agree to find each other on Scruff using the search function and spark up a conversation. Lets say, for example, one guy is in NYC and the other in London. With a Scruff subscription, you can search anywhere in the world and start chatting with any number of profiles. The guy in NYC would search for and start a conversation with random, willing tops in London asking whether they would be interested in fucking their friend anon. The NYC guys would provide a time and address to go over and fuck a load into the willing bottom in London (anon). For proof, the chosen top could be asked to take a video or a pic of the encounter. Basically, the guy in London would have no choice in the matter and must take the cock of whoever the guy in NYC has arranged. The guy in London could then return the favour and find willing tops to anon fuck the guy in NYC. I know it sounds complicated, and it would certainly take time and patience - but I think it would be super hot to be both the one getting whored out and being the pimp! What do you guys think? How could we refine this and make it work?

Nice faggot. With an ass like that and being such a slutty little whore I'm surprised you didn't start taking anon loads several years before that. Hell you're such a natural born cumdump, I'm surprised you weren't taking anon loads for a decade by then. I'm sure you have made up for last time by now. Keep up the good work. Being a cum disposal unit is what faggots like you were born to do.

Your blood is probably cum by now.

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Totally agree! One of my fav Tops is a big time WS enthusiast. The times we had a weekend long fuck sesh, he doesn’t even get up to use the bathroom. He simply tells me he needs to piss, I go stand over a plastic tarp and grab my ankles. He jerks off to get himself semi-hard and pushes his dick in my hole until he’s balls deep. He then grabs my hips and holds my ass tight to his crotch and unloads his bladder in me. His moans and grunts fill the room as I feel my insides expand with his hot piss. When he’s done, he slips out and quickly shoves a buttplug in me so I don’t spill it. I then go to the toilet and dispose of it. There are times, however, especially when we’ve been drinking or partying, where I keep his piss in me so I can absorb it. The buzz definitely hits different.

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My first anon load was when i was 16 through a gloryhole, he was rough and hard and pounded me till he came. i stayed there recovering when i felt another cock push into me so ended up taking my second within minutes of my first.

in Europe I took the wrong train and ended un in Slovenia instead of Slovakia. I had nowhere to stay cause all my reservations where in another country, when I got there and next train out was next day. I did some site seeing, and I saw this handsome guy, looking at me and following me he was very tall and while dark brown hair blue eyes very slavic looking, and the only thing I understand was " You gay, come " he dint speak anything else just basic word like "hello, yes etc "and I try to explain him i need a hostal to stay the night I followed him thinking he was taking me to a hostal he took me to a Sauna and he fuck me, and he went around the sauna looking for guys to fuck me. I had nowhere to go, so I stay all night there taking load from slovenian guys that i dint understand a word, i lost count at 15 guys . to this day not sure what they even speak in that country

My kind of guy.

Here's another hot story from the old bugshare site for my bareback blog. http://fuckworker.blogspot.com/2012/05/stealth-pozzing-19yo-newbie.html ........................... When I got home I got a big surprise—a phone call from a 19 year old I’d POZZED 3 months ago. I‘d been only the second one to TOP him, and never thought I’d hear from him again. We met last June. I couldn’t wait to caress his youthful, tender Ass. He, in turn, went down on me, and sucked me close to Cumming. I stopped him cause I had better use for my POZ Cum than that. He’d find that out. I led him to the bedroom. He tried to escape my engorged Cock, but I trapped him to the mattress. He began to whimper, so I kissed him and whispered sweet nothings in his ear. I fucked him slowly, with powerful deep thrusts. I hit his Prostate, and he felt it. I couldn't hold back—filled his Virgin Hole with hot POZ Jizm, paused to allow my Toxic Seed to settle, then began to fuck him hard and fast. He bellowed in shear pleasure. After 15 minutes he reached down and felt my Dick. His eyes went wide. "No Rubber? Don’t Cum in me, OK? Shoot on my Chest and Stomach.” I acquiesced. He hadn’t counted on my Special Gift—that I can Cum a half dozen times, depending on the NEG-AND-SEX-APPEAL of the Dude I’m GIFTING. And Joey boy was VERY NEG and VERY SEXY. I fucked him harder. God, the Kid appealed to me—so young and vibrant and voluptuous! I felt It tingle in my Balls, rising toward my Piss Slit! I shot again, inundating his Guts with my POZ Jism. And kept on screwin’ for half an hour longer. “I’M CUMMIN!” That was him; not me. He hadn’t even touched himself. I was fucking the NEG Shit out of him. How I wanted to swallow his last NEG Load. I slowed my pace and licked up what I could, without stopping. "Man are you going to Cum or what?" he asked, almost exasperated. I had a duty to perform, and didn’t want to shirk my obligation. I responded I’d shoot soon. I wanted my first Loads to fester for as long as possible, so I intentionally held off and fucked him for another quarter-hour. "Please Cum! I can't take this any longer!" I spooged all over him. He got so excited at the sight of my raw Seed. He said he was afraid that I would Cum in him. He wanted to play Safe. I only smiled—I may have POZZED another one. ***************************************************************************************************************************** “Hello.” "It’s me, Joey, remember? Three months ago. I’ve tested POZ. You didn’t….?" “Wasn’t me, Joey. I never came in you. Have you played with someone else?” “A couple—but they all wore Condoms.” “Then it must have been a friggin’ accident. A broken Rubber or something. Tell you what. Cum over and we’ll talk about it.” “Are you POZ?” I hesitated. To continue the charade or tell the truth. “Yes, I am.” “I’ll be over in 30 minutes.” Talk we never did—at least not that evening. Talk is cheap, and not what I was in the mood for. He arrived visibly upset, wearing Tank Top and Cutoffs, and, for the record, no underwear. I asked if he wanted anything to drink. “Ginger Ale would be fine.” He’d drunk Ginger Ale the first night, too. Silently we sat on the couch. I massaged his inner thigh, worked up his pant leg, brushed his past his Balls, and stroked his soft Cock with nimble, practiced fingers. Magnificent! My POZ Child’s Shaft was hardening. I unbuttoned his cutoffs. The well-worn zipper glided easily, exposing his infected tumid Shaft. I couldn’t wait to taste his POZ Precum, knowing one so recently knocked up must be rife with the Virus. Yeah, I was responsible; and proud of it! I shoved my unlubed index finger up his Pussy. He jerked reflexively, then relaxed. I led him to the bedroom leaving his Cutoffs on the couch, pulled off his Tank Top, lubed up with Vaseline, and fucked him for an hour. I came 4 times, and with each climax acknowledged how good it felt to have my POZ Jizm flowing up his Pussy. By my 4th ejaculation, I think he knew exactly how he’d been POZZED. I began to masturbate him mercilessly. I worked his fat Cock faster, my hand but a blur upon his Tool. “Shoot your Toxic Jism, Joey. Shoot It down my throat. And promise me, you’ll remember— ’Tis better to give than to receive.’”

love when a guy holds my head while my mouth is fully stuffed with hard cock. It just reaffirms that feeling of not being in control which is a real turn on. It's hard to describe that moment, when he's jerking off his cock, and your lips are wrapped around his head, or his cock is right in front of your face, and he's holding you in place by the back of your neck. It's so exciting because it's a little scary, like, there's nowhere for you to go. He's holding your neck so you can't escape. He wants you to do something, and you're going to have to do it. That big load of hot sperm is gonna shoot, and you're gonna have to eat it all. He's gonna make you eat all of his semen, and he's gonna feel so good ejaculating all of it into your mouth with nowhere for you to go. Can't explain how much of a head rush it is to feel so submissive like that. It's like heaven when he finally shoots his load.

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Think I was about 14. I was in a toilet in my local park and a guy showed me his cock at the urinals. He would have been in his 60s and he stood there stroking his cock, making sure I could see it. He then pushed me into one of the cubicles and tried to yank my trousers down. I tried to stop him but he was to strong and soon they were round my ankles. He rubbed his cock against my hole, then lubed it up and he was inside me. it hurt at 1st but he kept putting lube on his cock and it became quite bearable. He started to wank me while he was fucking me and I quickly spurted all over the toilet seat. He told me he wasnt pulling out and sent a large hot load of spunk up me. He left and I never saw him again.

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that is exactly why I love being choked out,i beg before it starts that if the choker really wants to go as far as he wants to meet his sexual urges and needs then I submit fully to his requirements.as soon as the choking commences I just want to feel his excitement grow and his cock swell up solidly as my neck compresses

I was seeing a very Dominant Top. The first time he fucked me, he pulled out and pointed to his slimy cock and said, "Suck it clean bitch." I was hesitant at first. He slapped me lightly on the face and said "NOW!" I complied and licked and sucked his cock and balls clean. It felt so nasty and degrading. I loved it! He never had to order me twice again.

I got group fucked at the weekend and one of the guys was supposedly full blown. The passion with which he was breeding my boy hole was very different to the rest of the guys so I honestly think he was, and he wanted to infect me.

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

PART 4 ”You have my cock so hard Chris. Such an eager little cocksucker. Yeah, lick that precum. It’s all for you sexy boy,” Tom murmurred encouragingly. Maybe a few times the thought 'Oh, fuck, this guy is my neighbor' crosed my mind, but I certainly didn't dwell on any issues: it was all happening very, vast, fast, an besides, indisputably, I loved being on my knees, worshiping his beautiful man cock. It had such a perfect mushroom head, full and pronounced. It felt perfect inside my mouth, resting on my tongue. And that long thick veiny shaft, with just the slightest barely there upward curve felt like hot steel. His massive balls that I couldn’t quite fit into my mouth in a nice tight sack. I just wanted it more and more. I was losing control. Trying to suck it all into my throat and gagging. Finally, Tom pulled me off his cock. I looked up worried I wasn’t pleasing him. I think he sensed my concern and reassured me saying "That feels almost too good sexy boy, and we are just getting started. I’m not ready to let you make me cum yet. Right now I need to more of you. Get up and go over to and stand facing the desk and spread your legs a little. God, that ass is so beautiful. Such a perfect boy butt. Now, bend over and grab the desk. I just want to see what it looks... oh what an amazing hole. You have the most perfect asshole, Chris.” This entire time I was following orders, and apparently I enjoyed my role as my cock was rock hard and throbbing. Yeah, I loved hearing how much he liked me. A super hot man with a huge cock thought I was sexy and had a great ass. Breaking me out of my thoughts, he spoke again, “ Chris, what’s on your mind? Is there something else you want to try now maybe?” I was a little shy, but it felt safe to admit to Tom "That thing you said where you licked a guys butt. Is that... did you want to maybe try that with me?” I've gotta admit, even horny out of my mind, I was blushing. Fortunately Tom was very, very smooth: “You have no idea how bad I want to kiss and lick your boy hole, Chris. Here come over and lie on the bed and pull your knees up. Yeah like that, so I can see that little hole. It’s so pretty. I swear it’s like it’s asking me to play with it and make it feel good. Do you want that Chris, to have me make your boy hole feel good?” Laying on the edge of the bed, my knees pulled up, practically able to feel his breath on my hole, I lost and begged a little for the first time. “Please, Tom, do it. I never wanted to have somebody play with my butt like this before. Please do it. Anything. Your tongue or your fingers even.” His reply was short, “I won’t make you wait. I can see you need it.” And with that he moved in, inhaling the scent of my crack and then slowly teasing my hole. The electric shock of pleasure made me buck. “Oh fuck!” I exclaimed. He was an artist with his mouth and had me squirming and writhing and barely able to breathe. It felt so good. And then when he pushed his tongue and tried to fuck me with it, I just melted completely. “Oh god oh god that feels so good. It feels so fucking good!” I blurted. And then he stopped. His attentions to my ass were a whole new realm of experience, such that I had no idea even existed. I wanted more, most definitely, but was also aware the pleasure Tom was eliciting from my ass took precidence even over my cock. I desperately wanted to experience more of the pleasure he had been giving my young asshole. I needed to feel more. “That hole - damn," Tom remarked, adding "I could eat that asshole every day. Nothing is better than a hot eager boyhole.” I was so happy. He had loved doing it, and apparently wanted to do it every day. I had pleased him. Now he continued, “Look at my cock Chris. Look it’s even harder now. All because of your hole. Your little hole makes me this hard. I really want to try something with you. I think you will really like it. I love it and guys who love having their butts eaten seem to just really LOVE it.” Reaching under the bed, he pulled out a small brown bottle which he offered to me saying "These are called poppers. Have you heard of them?” I just shook my head. He continued explaining "You just sniff it and it’s totally harmless but it just... well I promise you, you will really love it. It will make you even hornier than you are now.” He unscrewed the cap and out the bottle to his nose and held one nostril shut and took a deep breath of the poppers and held it. “See, it’s super safe but.... oh man, fuck yeahhhh,” he moaned as he slowly stroked his giant dick. Handing the bottle to me, Tom provided instructions saying "One more time, one nostril at a time and hold it in. Hold on one sec Chris. I want to watch you take your first sniffs. And I want to just get some of this on me.” He had pulled out some lube and was stroking it onto his cock. He then took a blob and rubbed it onto my hole. I said nothing but definitely noticed that a guy had just put lube on my butt. I wondered if Tom wanted to fuck me. Before I had a chance to think Tom instructed "Okay, Chris, here use that pillow for your neck. Yeah, like that. Now lift those legs up so I can see your hole. Now take two breaths in each nostril just when I tell you to, okay?” I nodded, so horned up and so out of control already with lust. And then he spoke,”Take a nice deep breath and hold it. Okay, again. Now other side deep breath. Hold it. One more time. Hold it.”

I woke up... Not in my room… I am at the Viking’s house… King-size bed… Linen…. Nice warm comforter… Puffy pillows… He is sleeping next to me… A light snoring… close to a whisper. I like it… His body is spooning next to mine. He kept me warm, he kept me safe, he kept me his… That’s OK. The beast in me is fed. After whoring my ass in the 212 bath house deluxe room and collecting 23 loads and 5 slams he had said: “I can leave you here. On your knees like the whore you are… Getting even more loads… adding lines of marker of your back… or you can come with me, obeying my orders and be my boy until I release you from my keep…. You have 30 seconds to decide”. It only took me three seconds to decide. “I will come with you Sir”. “Good. We go to my house. It is a test. If you steal from me I will know. If you do not behave with respect to my property you will be punished. If you try to harm me in any way I will kill you. And… I don’t fuck slam whores in my bed… You will sleep… I will sleep… maybe I’ll touch you… I may caress you… but I won’t fuck you. Not in my bed.” We went to the showers together… Same stall under the running water… he helped me clean by rubbing my back from the marker’s prints… 23 lines… “Clean your ass… I do not want your ass leaking diseased cum. I will wait for you at the counter. I will call for a cab. Don’t make me wait.” I cleaned my ass… It was sore. The ass lips swollen… soft, but nice. Cum, lube, piss and water coming out from my hole… until I was clean… I must confess I was tired from the fucking and the slams… I checked my veins on my arms. The marks were there… My war medals from the last 36 hours… My heroic statement… I did good… He should have been proud.. I was a very well behaved chem slut. Didn’t lose my manners even after 5 slams… I didn’t mumble nonsense… On the contrary his orders were usually “Don’t hide in silence… Talk to me…” And I talked… And I said everything… hmmmm… almost everything… and he seemed to understand… Probably because he could sense that I understood him as well… But when he told me he wanted to take me back to his house I have to say that he took me by surprise… I am used to be left alone in the a bathhouse room to wipe with the towel, or leaning on a tree at the park with my ass leaking from some stranger’s cum to put my trousers back on, alone again, or on a chair in a porn theater taking a handkerchief and wipe the cum from my moustache, alone but not lonely… Because these are the rules of engagement.. You do what you have to do… you get fucked, you fuck, you take cum, you seed the whore, but… when the deed is done you leave… Alone. No prisoners taken. It is not a date. It is a fuck encounter. In a sauna you do not ask for a boyfriend material. You do not go hunting the slings to find your husband… You hardly want to see the face again of the man who saw the beast in you… Well sometimes you do… Sometimes you hope he will tell you “Can I get your number?” or “Can I see you again?” but I am not that kind of guy... I usually run… hide myself in my silence…. My boxes are so well organized… No room for leaks. Sex is sex. Work is work. Boyfriend material is found in a Concert House. Fuck buddies are found when I am hanging on a sling. Slam buddies are the secret garden of my existence. I know how to control my boxes, how to make clear borders and territories… where they start and where they end… Linen sheets in a double bed demand respect. So I know the importance of respecting Sir’s limits and expectations when he asked me to come and crush at his place. In his blue grey eyes when he was pushing the needle with the chems in my arms, or when he was seeding my ass, or when he let others to breed me with sperm, or when he was marking my back with lines I felt he cared, some other times I saw contempt… some other times I even saw respect… but what I saw was not enough to expect his proposal to share the sleep… In my poor slutty mind, sharing the sleep is the ultimate test… I can let others fuck me, breed me, slam me, piss in me, but I am in that Box…. The Box of the Cum Slut… The territory is known … I know what to expect and what is expected by a slam whore like me… But sleep in a stranger’s bed whom I met few hours ago? In his own bed? That is an unknown territory… The intimacy is a land where I do not visit often. It is tricky… Because when you wake up you become a man with identity. You have to say where you are from … what kind of job you do… the hobbies and the whole nine yard agenda that make us human. And to be human after 23 marks in your back, 7 slams and a face of a still hungry beast is another Box… Yes… there is always a price we pay for the borders and the territories… Do I want to know who he is? Am I going to be disappointed by who he really is… Is he going to be disappointed by the real ME? He opened his eyes… He caught me staring at him… The blue grey Viking eyes penetrating my soul. “Do not look at me when I am not looking at you… Do not try to predict… and do not try to read me… Do you understand?” “Yes sir” I said… “I need to piss. Follow me…” He got up from the bed. Loved the way he walked over the wooden floor… Big bathroom…. White marble and big mirrors… led me to the shower… “Put some soap in your ass…” I did… and then leaned over the marble… The position of a whore… I am well trained… My ass lips were swollen from the fucking of the previous hours so I must confess it was not easy to receive his cockhead at the very first seconds… And he was big… he was thick .. he was uncut… and fully erect… But I am a piss whore… A cumslut… I was not going to complain. All over the mirrors our reflection… two beasts connecting. Me, offering my hole … Him, with closed eyes concentrating and then losing his blender in my ass… Hot piss… I started feeling a slight buzz… chem piss… my kind of breakfast. He started piss fucking me… Noises of piss escaping my ass… He seemed to enjoy it … Didn’t need poppers… didn’t need anything… Just his chem piss and the sight of our mating from the bathroom mirrors… “Now, look at me fucking you under the light…. I give you the permission… And look at yourself… No dark rooms… no sauna slings… Look yourself in the mirror… A chem slut… A piss whore… That’s who you are… And now concentrate just in you.. not me… Do not look at me… I am just a cock in your ass… No more, no less… Look at you and only you… Damn, you are still tight… I am close to give you another poz load… Look at yourself… you hold too much… you ask for release and then you built walls and fucking defenses… I should have left you in that fucking basement…” And he kept on fucking… telling me about what he has planned for me. About the room where he plays with the sling and the fuck bench, the new Tina he ordered… about the double slams he was going to prep for my veins… and the guests he has already invited to arrive in a few hours And he kept on fucking… And I saw myself in the bathroom mirror… piss squishing, escorted by his cum… deep in my inner walls… music in my ears indeed… And I thought… “Yes, I am safe… I am still in the same Box… The same border… the same territory…”