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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.

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.

**Note - this story continues from the Lockdown Project, over in Bug Chasing & Gift Giving FICTION ** Sarah took up my offer to help her unload the rest of the stuff from the van. She explained that her fiancé was going to be there but a work call had meant he'd actually had to go into the office rather than work from home as was the new "normal". I didn't bother to change out of my running shorts and singlet. She seemed to like them, judging by the discreet glances she was giving me when she thought I wasn't looking, and that suited me fine. There really wasn't that much stuff and we soon had it all upstairs and into Jake's old flat. It was still a hot day, for the time of year and when we were done Sarah invited me in for a drink. "What can I get you?" "A cold beer would go down nicely, if you have one". She grabbed me a fancy lager from the fridge and we both sat down on the only piece of furniture, a small two seater sofa. I sat there with my legs splayed, taking up most of the space as she started to tell me about herself and her other half, Josh. She worked as a designer but was furloughed and didn't expect to go back to her job. Her other half was a computer game designer and they'd been together for eight years (I guessed she was about 25, which would make them university sweethearts, most likely). They were trying for a baby, had been for three years now, she thought that this was the month but hadn't told Josh yet, in case. They had been renting somewhere they couldn't afford... ..."and then we got this place, when Josh's brother died. It was so sad, not that I knew him as they never spoke to each other, didn't even acknowledge each other. They say when twins fall out it's pretty severe, don't they?" I'd been taking in her cute boyish looks, mousy short hair, cute button nose and pale skin. My ears pricked up at this news though. "Yeh, I guess so. They were identical twins?" "Yep, though I never even knew about him until we heard the news". I felt blood rushing to my cock at this news, thinking about how cute Josh must be. I let her ramble on as I thought back to Jake's cute little body and how my fertile cock had eaten him alive. "?!!" Sarah had stopped talking. She was staring at my cock. Two inches of which were now fully free of my runners. My PA shining as a dribble of pre ran down it. "Lick it" "?" "Lick it" She hesitated, but only for a second and then leaned over, delicately lapping at the heavy metal in my cock and lapping up my potent pre. I shifted round to give better access and she was soon sucking on my swollen head, which filled her mouth. As she crouched between my thighs, I sat up a little and reached round her, my hand sliding inside her jogging bottoms and into her underwear. My big finger was soon parting her shaven lips and feeling her wetness inside. She was trying to take more of me in her mouth but it was clear that wasn't going to happen without some force on my part and I didn't want to scare her at this point. Instead, I pulled her up to my face and began kissing her deeply as my cock dribbled over her still clothed crotch. "let's go to your bedroom" "I can't...Josh.." "I won't tell him. You already said he's out all day" "um...but you are so big" I didn't blush, just scooped her up and carried her through to the bedroom, stripping her bottom half as we went. Once I'd dumped her on the bed I stripped off completely. She got the message and shucked her t shirt revealing her little breasts (no bra required). Then I was on her, pushing her into the bed beneath me, letting her feel my size and strength, letting my cock probe its target. She squirmed under me... "mmm, you feel so big" "bigger than Josh?" "your cock head is bigger than his whole dick" "fuck, and this maggot has knocked you up?", I sat back and touched her firm little tummy, my cock sitting lazily on her labia "I think so..." I slapped her lips with my weapon, letting my PA slip through her fleshy embrace. "Gonna let me in?" "if you put a condom on" "aww, spoil sport...thought you were already knocked up?". I squished her opening under my cock head, letting my pre lube her up a bit "I only think I am". She was rummaging through the bedside draw and quickly grabbed a durex which she passed to me I gave her my sad face but ripped open the packet and rolled it onto my rod. The standard size jonny came about halfway down my cock once my PA and girth were taken into account. "Got any lube?" She rooted through the drawer but without luck. I spotted her little tub of vaseline and smeared a big dollop just inside her opening, she squirmed with the cold feeling of it. I grabbed hold of her feet, holding her ankles in one hand and pushing her legs in the air as I worked the latex eating lube into her and then over my bull cock before lining it up with her and quickly filling her with several inches of cock head. She was tight, if not virginal, and groaning around my girth and I rested there while she enjoyed the fullness. After a while I lowered her feet a little and slowly let her impale on me, She was even tighter as I got deeper in so I took it really slowly so that she would love the sensations that she was feeling. Some minutes later I was about two thirds in but bottoming out, the condom safely inside her. This only happens with women - with guys, you can always go deeper but with a women, there's only so far you can go. Her cervix was almost a solid wall, I pushed against it but it only caused both of us discomfort. I changed my angle slightly, rubbing up and down that internal barrier, keeping up a little pressure. I could feel her lubing up in there and then a slight deepening as my PA found her cervix, before pulling out to give her a little break. I let her feet go, so that I could lie on her in the missionary, kissing her deeply as I let my hips pump my shaft in and out and pinning her to the bed with my weight. Gradually building up the pace and never pulling all the way out. I instructed her to tense on the out stroke and in no time the rubber was just snagged on my cock head. Although it was too tight to fall off, the bare shaft felt so much better in her and I started asking her how I felt compared to her runt of a fiancé. Clearly, I felt a hell of a lot better as she was getting seriously worked up, squirting round my cock as I ploughed her receptive furrow. My mind flipped to Josh's weak neg sperm that had somehow swam deep into her from it's lowly starting point and, even less likely, was maybe now in the process of passing on his inferior genetics to her. I knew from experience that my own load, delivered right to her gate, would certainly do the job, if it wasn't too late. I envisaged my own seed bursting in, killing off Josh's and taking its rightful place to produce a big poz baby in this delicious little fuckee, getting myself worked up in the process so that I was now hammering into this little chick without a care. As I was doing so, Sarah began to build up to another climax and I once again probed her inner wall. This time it felt different. The rubber had shredded. My PA rubbed against the cervix, poking in through the narrow slit - it felt like a pulling, snagging sensation on my dick and I knew exactly where I was. I had slowed right down, on the very edge of orgasm... "oh baby...I'm gonna cum, plant my seed in you" "mmmmm....yes...please....fuck me" My cock swelled and flexed as her legs gripped me tightly and my poz tadpoles were launched straight into their target,. So deep, I knew she wouldn't feel them, besides, she was just coming down from her own climax....

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

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.

Sorry for the repost...just got logged back into my original account due to new phone. Have asked the admins/moderators to delete the other post. Wednesday night got a motel room with outside access. Wearing a black Andrew Christian jock strap I posted on Grindr and BBRT "anon ass up face down with blindfold". 1st load was from a 24yr old, athletic build black guy. He was in a hurry that resulted in a pump and dump. 2nd load was from an 18yr old white guy that has fucked me 4-5 times now all anon only have seen a dick pic of him. Nice thick dick that I could feel it swell up as he unloaded inside me. 3rd load was from another regular 35yr old athletic black guy that has fucked me anon around 15 times. He feels so good inside and it didn't take long before he unloaded in me. Sometimes he leaves and comes back to dump a second load, but not this time. Said in messages he can't get enough of my ass. 4th load came from a 44 yr old black guy avg build. Nice thick cock that pounded me good before unloading inside. 5th load came from came from a 33yr old black guy. Nice fairly thick dick that pounded me from the edge of the bed and bred me with a nice load. Within 10 mins after he bred me got hit up by a 20 yr old black guy, athletic/muscular build and arranged for him to come fuck me. Also got hit up by a 31 yr old black guy also athletic/muscular build that has fucked me before. Both agreed to tag team me. 20 yr old got there first and started to fuck me. Within 5 mins the 31 yr old walked in and watched me getting fucked. I motioned for him to come over and started sucking his dick while getting fucked from behind. The two switched up a couple times fucking me. They kept talking about how my hole was full of cum. The 20 yr old came inside me first. The 31 yr old started fucking me and did so for a while also talking about how full of cum my hole was and eventually bred me. That was loads 6 & 7. Damn I was spent! I think guy #4 didn't mark my ass with the marker because I only had 6 load marks at the end of the night. The next morning took one load from a discrete masculine athlete with no age on profile. Athletic/muscular build from what I could feel behind me. He pounded me for a while until eventually unloaded inside me. Never saw a face pic of any of the guys only dick pics.

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.

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

I'm looking for BB sluts and faggots who want to be controlled and used by men for breeding. Its all about the right connection. Looking for other top-masters both gay and bi who want to join the conversation and meet-make it happen and use and control these faggots. I'm also into pimping out BB sluts who want to be used.

Agreed....i could eat arse all day. I especially like eating straight guys arses in restrooms/ cottages and some are literally blown away with it. I remember a straight hairy married guy in a toilet cubicle who I was sucking, i was moving further and further underneath balls, he stopped me, I carried on, he said wtf, by the time I finished, he was bent over the toilet bowl, overalls round his ankles ( decorator) cheeks wide open and my tongue deep licking his arse hole and he was groaning and I brought him off, his legs were trembling, I swallowed his load. Could taste and smell him on my beard for ages.

We put ourselves in situations to find men who will use us and breed us but during the actual fuck, the top has control and they themselves decide if they need a quick pump and dump or what a long sweaty session to use my hole.

Touché :-)

I'm a bottom, but one of the things I love to do the best besides suck dick is eat ass. Same here! Especially the hairy ass.

Well, I'm top and I really decide who to get pregnant and who not. But also here in my country it is complicated to fill our asses with milk because there is fear of HIV, however, my current partner at first demanded that I fuck him with a condom, but at the fourth meeting he asked me bareback and frankly I went more aggressive in my lunges on his ass, impregnating him, and since then only bareback.

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.

Hey all, I just noticed I’ve been on thuis site for 7 years. And I’m still neg, so the comments above appear to be true. Although it mighs have something to do with not fucking bare as often as my hormones and hornyness would like. Sometimes I hate my Brain. I really do.

Just a very brief session (under 5 mins), a young Lebanese-Italian guy visited my place yesterday to give a big oral load. He might be a regular too. Had a local BBRT ad too and the ability to host. Lots of gawkers, onlookers but no takers. I was disappointment but remain hopeful for more loads during the week. Ever happen to you -- you're douched, lubed and no where to go (or no one to come over)?

that is what we are for. our duty as faggots and cumdumps is to be ready to be used by men whenever, wherever they want to use us and any way they want to use our bodies as human fucktoys. if a guy wants to breed me in the restroom of a McDonalds or take me down an alley and fuck me that's up to him. if he wants me to suck his cock while he's at work or sitting on a bus or standing on a street corner or in the back of a cab my duty is to get on my knees and suck his cock.

Had a quiet night but a couple of drinks in, I biked down to the local outdoor hookup area. Very quiet, all things considered in town, but there was a beautiful mixed race man, 5' 9" 160 lbs or so with a great beard from NY. It had been since January since I had hooked up with someone and this guy kissed like he needed it as much as me. When our pants dropped I was greeted by a solid cut 7" cock. After a bit of sucking, I probed his hole. Lubed (so wet) which immediately got me rock hard. I then learned he already had one load in him. I motioned his hips to turn around while I was on my knees. He offered the sweetest tasting ass up for munching and had no issues when I bent him further and slowly sank my cock inside. We drew the small group present...he got spitroasted for a while...but we left and ended up back at his place. It was a quick finish thereafter as it was pretty late...more intimate kissing, little massage, sucking and some pretty intense fucking. He shot his load while I was inside him doggy. Sadly I didn't get to breed his great hole but I'd love to write a followup on this guy. 😉

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😉

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.

Big weekend for me. Today didn't start out good though. I have been chatting with a guy on Bigger City this week. He live in the nearest city to me about an hour away. We were supposed to hookup early afternoon, but I didn't hear from him until 3:30. I went ahead and made the drive figuring I could do some shopping at least; I just had a strong feeling I should go for it. When I got to his place it was a disaster - messy and there were at least 7 dogs in this little house. We went into the bedroom along with 2 of the dogs. I love dogs, but I don't want them on the bed during sex. He ended up not being able to keep it hard enough to fuck, so I bailed pretty quick. Fortunately, he was nice enough about it. I logged into all the apps, so my location would update. They started pinging pretty steady as I did my shopping, but no one seemed interesting. I was about to write the whole thing off as a loss when I noticed an old fuck buddy of mine. We used to hookup in my small town when he was a student there. We haven't been able to hook up much since he moved to the city because he was living with his family. The second message from him was "You want to come see my new apartment? I have my own place now." That was all it took. I had a little trouble finding his place because he was living in one of those apartment complexes for twentysomethings where every building is identical. When I got to his apartment, it was pretty bare. I assumed it was pretty new to him. He quickly began kissing me and led me to the bedroom. In no time, he had me with my legs in the air and his thick seven inches inside me. He pounded me hard and fast until he loaded me up. It was hot looking up at his handsome face while sweat dripped down into my face. I stood up to work the kinks out of my back and shoulders while he went to grab a towel. We both dried off a little, and then he spun me around, bent me over the bed, and went for round two. We fucked like that for a good long while, but eventually both our legs started to give out. He's at least 6'4" which makes him 7" taller than me; it's hard for us to find a good balance fucking standing up. We lay on the bed and caught our breath. He rolled me back into the first position, grabbed a handful of my long hair, and went back to fucking. What followed was at least 20 minutes of the hardest, most sustained fucking I have ever received. His hips were moving so hard and fast, and it felt amazing. He shot another big load in me and collapsed on the bed. When he caught his breath, he wanted to get me off. That was great, but it ended up triggering me. This was literally the first time since my husband died eighteen months ago that a top had even offered to help me cum. I got choked up. He was really sweet about it. We ended up cuddling and kissing and talking for a long time. We talked about the university where I work (his alma mater) and people we both know there. We talked about his new apartment; he thanked me for breaking it in with him. We talked about his job. He asked when I would be back in his city. I asked if he wanted to just hang out sometime. "Like what do you mean?" he asked. I said, "I don't know - getting some food or watching a movie." He asked, "Are you asking me out on a date?" I thought about it for a moment. "I guess I am, but I hadn't thought about it that way until you said it." He said he didn't want anything serious, and I agreed to that. We continued to talk about this and that for a long time. Eventually, I reached over and took hold of the back of his neck and pulled him in for some deep kisses. "Now, you've done it," he said pointing down at his rock hard cock. He asked, "Can you go again?" I replied, "Can you?" He said, "Let's go do it on the couch." He put me with my knees on the seat and my head buried in the back of the couch. I was really sore (still am), and I wasn't sure if I could take it. I did what you have to do sometimes; I just let go. I relaxed my hole and just let him fuck as hard as he needed to. It was really intense for both of us, but I think he came faster the third time than the second. He cleaned us both off with a towel, and we made out for a few minutes. I got dressed and got out of there, but I am pretty sure I am going to be back soon. I am not sure where this is going, but I know I am going to get a lot of cum in my hole.

Sorry to disagree. It does matter if I'm horny or not. If a top wants to breed and I am not in the mood he can look for a different hole. There's two to tango.

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

The point to my story. I don't mind guys charging for sex on whatever site or app you meet them. If you like to pay for sex, please do so. But what got me, right before I was to give my contact info and address, they snuck in this statement, "Oh, by the way I charge $$$ for us hooking up!" When one side wants your money and the other side does not, this is trickery, and not a treat. Be upfront!

Was cruising PR to seewhat hot guys where online. I am not much of a dater, due to a lack of selfconfidence. You have guys out, there who think they are so beatifull and hot that they don't beat about the bush, and go straight for the kill. Well i am the most opposite guy, i never was a a guy who whould be cruising for other blokes, i could not sell myself. I was member at the site of some clubs list catering for the more kinky guys, like bare, uro, and chemssex. Not that i ever done any of it, they where my secret phantasies. Currently i am in the mid of my thirthies, not bad looking (according my female palls) about 5,11 high, moderate body, more working body then fitness body and have an above average dick. I was opening all the profiles that attracked me, but i did not have the guts to leave a message to the objects of my desires. I do not go for the twinks, i like my partners to be be the same age of me, or slightly older. While browsing the profiles, i suddenly received a message. Hey buddy what's up? did state the message. Hmmm i could already know what was going up in a minute just by receiving the message. I replied by just a simple "Hi Sir" not used by receiving any messages. Soon i did receive a new message from him, for a request to release my profile pictures. My pictures where nothing special just some holiday pictures, who shoved off my tanned features, and a boring nude one taken in the mirror of my dresser, and some dick pics. Soon i received a "hmmm hot". Wow this guy must be a troll when he like my pictures, because most guys do never react after receiving my pictures. Soon i had a new message from him with his pictures. He was surely not a troll, he was a nice slim guy with salt and pepper hair, a slim hairless body, and a some sweatpants with a nice bulge in it.The guy seemed a bit older then me, and he had some nice kinky features. "What is your name son" came the message, "i am Dirk". Hi Sir i am Mike i replied. "Nice to meet you Mike", came the answer. What are you into Mike, are you bottom/top, into chems, single or partenered, what are you into. I did response by telling him the truth, that i was single, not really a sceneguy, never done any chems and being a bottom. Wow where are you hiding, that you never done any of this baby? How should i explain to him that i did not feel confident to go out to bars, or clubs to cruise other guys. I tried to admit to him that i did not feel enough confidence to go out to bars, and that they where not really my scene. Immediatly his request was how i did get laid, where i did get my sexuall satisfaction from. I did send him a smiley, and a icon of a hand. His repsonse was imminent, what you just jack off? You never did have a proper fuck with a guy, or guys? Wow Mike, that is so fucked up, what is wrong with you. I guess nothing wrong with me, just have to meet the right guy i guess i explained to him. What is getting you off Mike, tell me, you can trust me, tell me what makes you come when you masturbate. Wow this guy is really growing on me, he seems genuine interested in me. I explained Dirk that i currently had discovered Pornhub, there where a lot hot scenes going-on that had me hard in a sec and in no time i was jacking-off and spraying my cum all over my chest and face. Have you ever been with a guy before Dirk asked me. I told him that i had been, but never did go further than sucking off guys, and swallowing their load. So and what are you waching at Pornhub, what gets you hard. I told him about a scene, where a guy was blindfolded, and he was fucked by several tops, till they all dropped a fat load in his ass and then made him clean off their dicks licking all the cum and assjuices. Wow yeah that is hot Dirk told me, did you ever see that for real? LOL no Dirk never witnessed any of it. Did you ever try chems??? he requested, nope never tried any, would not know what to take, or where to buy them, i do not know about chems. Ok baby have to go, are you online tonight, would love to talk to you some more??? came a message, their he goes again, he looses interest again because of my lack of experience i thought, the story of my life. When i did return from office, i did eat something had a shower, and was watching some tv, when there was a message on my ipad. Hey Mike Dirk here did you forget about me buddy???? I was genuine astonished that he did contact me again. Hey Dirk, nice to hear from you again Sir, i replied. whats up buddy, what are you doing. Nothing much just watching some television, and you? Well was wondering about you Mike, you made me hard this morning, you are such a cute guy.Hmmm even when he could not see it, he made me blush. Would you be interested to meet me for real Dirk asked me, would love to play with you, and teach you some hot things. I was taken a aback a bit, was this hot guy really asking to date me. I hope my answer was not too eager, but i really wanted to meet this guy, but what was not sure what i was in for. Hi Dirk, yeah would really love to meet you, i would be a pleasure, if you want we can have a drink together, so you can learn to know me. Hmmm would be nice buddy, but would rather invite you over to my place, and explore you a bit. We could get have a drink here, and get to know each other better. Wow he really was interested in me. Our chat did go on for a while, and soon we where making plans to meet each other, Dirk was a very persistent and persuasive guy. We agreed to meet each other the next weekend which was a long weekend with the national bank holiday on Monday. He said the longer we skip the meeting the lesser chance there is we would meet up, so it is better to take the bull by the horns. Soon it was Friday, and i was ready at home taking a shower and cleaning myself out with my new enema shower set i had bought that afternoon in the city. I did not want any surprises in case he was planning to fuck me on the first date. I hopped into my car and was on my way to meet Dirk, i had a strange feeling over me, it was like feeling butterflies in my tummy meeting up with my first date. My mind was making overtime with everything that might happen tonight/this weekend. Was not sure what i was in for, so it was difficult to imagine things. The closer i came to my destination, the more excited i was. When i arrived at his place i had a parking spot right before his house, i did send him a message that i had arrived and that i was at his door. I hopped out of the car and grabbed my rucksack from the back, i had taken some stuff from home like some clean underwear, jocks, condoms and some bottles of poppers i had bought in the store that afternoon. It did not take long before Dirk had buzzed open the front door, and he was standing in front of the main entrance of his place. Wow i did the way he looked, he looked a bit older then his pictures, but he was in full sweatpants, with a big bulge in it, and a black t-shirt which showed of his nice manly figure. He was already smiling when he saw me, so it did take a bit of me feeling nervous. He dragged me inside, and as soon as he closed the door he did take my rucksack and started to kiss me real deep. Wow he is some hot kisser, i really did love the way how he did brake the ice hihihi. Lets go in to the living room and get comfortable he said. His living room was a huge space with an open kitchen and a big glass wall where his bedroom was, everything was so modern and stylish. It did not take long or we were making out on his couch, he was really all over me, i was thinking to ask him if he would think i was OK for him, but the question seemed to be inappropriate. Soon he dragged my t-shirt over my head, and he was getting busy undoing the buttons of my jeans. This man did not beat around the bush, he was going for the kill. Soon i was sitting in my slip on his couch while he was struggling with my football socks. This man my be a bit older then me, but he knew how to touch my soft spots, and he was surely a charmer. We continued our heavy kissing, and soon his mouth did move to my nipples, in the mean time my hand did move from his breast, of his navel to the big bulge in his sweatpants. I was so curious to feel another mans dick. I knew from his pictures that he had a nice dick, but i wanted to feel it for myself. I was so astound to find a huge dick covered by the thick fabrick of his sweatpants, i even let out a little yelp when i found his fat dick, he was smiling to me and said, "can you handle it"? Wow i was not sure i was ready for a monster like that, my own dick is a good 18*5 cm but this must be a dick at least 4 cm bigger then mine, he was also very fat. Dirk did move upright, and was sitting opposite of me looking me straight in the eyes, and holding my face in place. What do you want Mike? How far do you want to go? I was a bit puzzled by his question, here i was sitting with this fit stud, with a big stiff dick in his sweat pants, and asking what i wanted, strange, this question did i not expect. I was afraid to say the wrong things, so i thought i when i tell him that i want to try everything with him, would this not sound slutty. I tried to think fast, and just blurted out, take me wherever you want to take me, you are the experienced guy here. Did you ever try chems he retorded, nope i do never done any, just some alcohol, that is the only drugs i have done. He was laughing at my remark, you are a greeny are you. Tell me how much have you fucked in the past? did you have a lover? Nope, been single since my girlfriend in high school, since then i never had a relation ship, and now i did never fucked her. He was in the meantime fidling with the underside of my balls through my slip, touching my asshole, so nobody did have a go at your hot hole here, he was looking with a devlish grin on his face in my eyes. Nope, sorry have never been fucked before, like i said i only have been jerking off to some hot porn, further then this my sex did not go. Don't feel sorry Mike, it is ok, it does not matter. Are you ready to plunge into the deep, and try some real man sex with me? Sure Dirk, that is what i am here for, just tell me when i am clumsy i am still learning can you teach me how to please a guy, how i can myself let go? Will be continued soon

bb bottom 5'10, 165# in Inland empire. Love to swallow cum or take in my ass. No issues with tops of any age (18+ of course), race, or body type. No cock or load is refused. About an hour from LA and 30 minutes to palm springs. Tops, hit me up if nearby or traveling through.

What gets me off is when a bottom is clearly in pain - and I say - do you want me to stop? (if they suggest maybe - I tell them if i stop- we are DONE!) and no lie - not once in my life has a bottom asked me to stop. A few times ive seen blood and tell them - you got blood on my cock - you still want my load in your guts? (often say dirty or toxic dna etc) again- they always beg me to breed em... and most suck me clean after - before going to check the damage as I leave

A friend of mine who at the time was kind of skinny Twink answer the door in his boxer shorts months and it was Jehovah’s Witnesses, and he was trying to get rid of them when he has sex for 220 pound Dominican boyfriend came up behind him completely naked and said “who is it honey?“

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...

You always take the time to pleasure the man in your cunt. That's not just about the load/s he pumps inside you, but about his arousal and pleasure overall. A more aroused and well pleasured man, even before he releases his seed, will make a strong memory for him. That the journey to releasing his seed inside you was a worthy one.

Please share the details of how he turned you out. These details are hot.

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

Hot sexy bottom with his flacid cock just gagging for the big raw poz cock in his hole....great post cum shot as the cum floods out of his hole.....the bottoms hole was the true focus

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

My first time was at Club NYC on August 26, 1977...I'm sure of the date because it was my 18th birthday. I'd had a 3 month fling with my first man...including a few 3 somes and he suggested I go and try out my wings. At first, I was a bit nervous, but by the time I stripped and wrapped a towel around my waist, that disappeared and I was like a kid in a candy store. Remembering the words of wisdom my first man had shared with me...."Sexy comes in all shapes, sizes and colors!" I was faced with a vast menu of men and I intended to feast! I had men of all races, some tops, some bottoms and eventually met my goal of 19 men and I left there, a newly minted SLUT. Back then, there were many bathhouses in NYC and I frequented most of them.

last week. I met a guy that had been begging for it on grinder. He has a wife and has been pushy which was a turnoff. I was loaded up and dying to cum so i took him up on the offer. i decided to fuck him in the end. he wanted it covered because he's married. i "broke the condom on accident" right before giving him a creampie. lol. he looked so damn worried. i told him not to message me again unless he's getting his wife on my cock

You can be asymptotic and still shed the virus. An outbreak is not required. Generally, if you have HSV1 you’ll probably not get HSV2 and vice versa. I had neither until I contracted HSV1 near my asshole from an asymptotic carrier giving me a rimjob. Herpes is hard to avoid I’m afraid.

I don't think there is any way to quantify the risk, as in "You have a 27.4% chance of....". In this case, here's the thing. You see a sore, but you don't know whether it's herpes or not. If it is, you have at least a moderate risk of contracting it. If it's not, obviously you don't. If it matters, ask. Ask in general terms ("I prefer full disclosure - do you have any STIs, so that I can plan accordingly?"). Your plan may include declining to fuck him if he says "Oh yeah, I have herpes and it seems to always be acting up." Of course, you can't know if he's telling the truth if he says he has none. So as long as you know this MIGHT be a herpes sore and he MIGHT be experiencing an outbreak and you MIGHT get infected if you do fuck -- then make your decision accordingly.

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Neither. Declaring tribal loyalty to a political party that exists only to exploit you for power and privilege seems idiotic to me.

ABSOLUTELY! Less government intrusion involved in my life and the best economy since the 1980's. Four more years. Publicly, Trump may be a bit of a rumpled train wreck, but he doesn't appear to be suffering from dementia as does Biden. For too many years the Washington politico's have been living their well-to-do daily existence without anyone questioning their happy little status quo. Four years ago the rules were rewritten. The Washington elites don't know which end is up. Let them earn their money in an environment where they must deal with the unknown, like the rest of us.

going to need to know some history about you.. everyone on here say they are serious blah blah blah.. .. its rather interesting that so many of you on here say it will be for you and want to be invited and thinks you have what it takes and or you will be excellent for this kind of training camp. Well let me ask. have you been to one. do you know anyone in person that has been to one. if no , then what makes you think you will be excellent for this kind of training camp? Please enlight Me as if I just got off the boat. Being a slave is about being of use, being of service, and being humble it is about serviting, using your body to serve, the please, and cto pleasure a Superior / Alpha/ Master/ Sir. It isn't and has never ever been about serving nor fullfilling the wants , needs or sexual desire of a submissive inferior boy, fag, fucktoy, bitch, stud or jock boy. Many of you seems to imagine that oh at these slave training camp is like a big orgies lots of fucking etc like a bathhouse in the wild . Beasue that is all you fucking beta bitches demanding uncollar bottom thinks of. being fuck and bottom. ... You wonder why you don't get an invite and whey these camps dont get adviertise anymore? because when they get advertise. you end up getting all these fucking demanding sluts and uncollar bottom thinking its a huge ass orgy and they can go and get fuck with multiple cocks. .. THAT IS WHY .. because a slave camp isn't about and has never ever been about fucking. or having a bottom sub being breed its not an orgies to satisfy god damn bottoms. Most of you on here will not last for an hour., will probably scream so loud that you will loose your voice. and run away like some fucking lunatic. Training camp is about education and training and pushing the limits of a slave. it is about potenally giving or teaching to slave a new purpose.. making it more versatile. it can also be about breaking in a boy into a proper slave.. it is also about the Alphas gathering.. It is about disicpline.

CTI THE FIRST TREATMENT We left the room with me hiding my naked, hard cock and in between the two muscle men. The each grabbed my upper arms, pulling my hand away from my crotch allowing my cock to voice free. As we moved down the hall, I could hear moans and grunts coming from behind the shut doors and at one door I heard “Oh fuck yeah, infect me! Give it to me” We arrived at an open door and went into the room. On one wall was a huge tv and in the center was a line wooden chair. Some sort of machine was under it, but I didn’t know what it was. I was moved to the front of the chair and I saw that in the seat was a hole about six inches in diameter. The muscle men turned me and pushed me down in the chair. One secured my ankles to the leg of the chair behind them, the other secured my wrists to the arms of the chair. Then one got down behind the chair and did something unknown to me as the other man reach down between my hips and the chair and pulls my ass checks apart. I felt something cold touched my hole The last thing they did was put when looked like an oxygen tube, like the ones from a hospital under my nose. As they left one said: “Breath deep through your nose abs enjoy the show” The tv came on and a blue screen was illuminating the dark room. A voice from nowhere echoed the room: “When you see the word ‘Hit’ breath deeply through your nose. When you see the word ‘hold’ then hold your breath. When you see the word ‘release’ you exhale” “Are you ready to begin” “Yes” I replied The screen lit up with an image of a naked man with a huge hard cock, then switched to the words “you crave cock” As the screen switched to another imagine I felt something pushing to get up my hole. As the images of nude men continued to change on the screen, the object pushed into my hole, sliding in deep. The word HIT popped on the screen so I breathed deeply through my nose, then the picture of a hard cock flash then back to hit - I did a hit again as the rush of poppers flowed through my body. Then a cock again then Hit. I followed the directions. The the word Hold flashed and I held my breath until the word release flashed The images changed to short videos of men sucking cock, licking nuts sacs and then sucking again. The object in my hole was sliding in and out of my hole at a steady pace, bring me pleasure. My cock was hard and leaking. The would Hit last again and I followed the instructions, hit again and again until I had hit five times then held for about fifteen seconds and then released At this point the sucking videos had been replaced my fucking, bareback fucking. The object picked up a little speed and my leaking increased as my cock bounced. Plus pleasure. The videos changed showing up close fucking with raw cocks sliding in and out of holes, to far away, then back close up. The instructions to hit again popped up again between the videos over and over until I had hit ten times and held and released. The rush was intense. I felt my inhibitions slid away. My mouth watered, my cock throbbed and my hole relaxed as the object again sped up. The raw fucking videos now showed men getting bred and I would hear sayings. “You want raw cock” “Your hole was made for cum” “All loads should be taken none refused” Then more instructions on hitting appeared. I did as instructed. As the videos of fucking and breeding continued. “You crave infected cum” “You want the virus” “Sexual Suicide is what you want” “You want HIV” “You crave toxic loads” “You want poz loads” “You want AIDS” In the videos I saw biohazard tattoos and tattoos of scorpions on the men getting fucked. Then more popper instructions. The rush flowed through me. The machine was fucking my hole quickly, hitting my g-spot and causing more leaking from my cock. “Tell me what you want!” “Poz loads” I replied “Where do you want them” “Up my hole” More popper instructions, that I followed. My head was swimming Fromm the rush and I could feel my heart beat in my temples and my cock. My hole relaxed even more as the machine fucked me quickly. “You want infected seed in you” “Yes” I screamed My balls were so pulled up tightly that they ached. I could feel the warm pre-cum puddling between my legs. I know I would not last long. The machine was fucking me faster. I screamed in pleasure and my load shot out my cock and flew high in the air. It was a massive load. As I shot the machine stopped and the object was pulled out. The video also went dark. I sat there breathing heavy coming down from the rush. I head the door open behind me and soon saw the two musclemen. “Damn never seen someone turn that quickly” one said They released me and half dragged me back to my room.

I hate the government. Completely. 100%. I cannot think of a more dastardly and diabolical organization. Both parties are fucking terrible, it doesnt matter who's in charge. The only politician I've liked is Ron Paul. Ask me about all the conspiracy theories I know. A relevant one right now is how the requisites for whistleblowing changed a month ago to include "rumors and third-hand conversations" which means that the whistleblower who brought forth the Ukrainian Phone Call could not bring it to light 2 months ago. Interestingly enough, the whistleblower is a CIA plant. You know, the CIA, the ones who drugged numerous people with LSD against their will for funsies, torture people for funsies, topple governments for funsies, created HIV/AIDS, etc etc. So why should anyone believe what a CIA plant says when they're not blowing the whistle on all the fucked up shit the CIA does.

My boss looked down at me and just smiled. He took his fingers and scooped up my cum and fed it to me. Then he kissed me and I just melted into his arms. After we stopped kissing he looks me in the eyes and said "I hoped you were gay and definitely had my suspicion. And that I know you are gay I want to be more than your boss. I want to be your Daddy. But in order for me to become your Daddy you have to be willing to take my cock bareback at all times. No questions asked." This man had power over me and he and I both knew it. I willingly said yes Daddy I accept your cock bareback at all times. He looked at me and smiled and then had me get completely undressed and down on my knees. He ordered me to take out his cock and start sucking him to full hardness. His cock was glorious. About 7 inches and goddamn it was thick. I slobbered all over his cock to get it nice and wet so I could slide it down my throat more easily. This attention to his cock had him rock hard in no time. And soon his pre cum was flowing. I worshipped his cock and precum like a good boi. I gave Daddy the best blowjob I knew how to and try as I might I couldn't get Daddy to cum. Daddy looked down at me and grinned. He said "Damn that was the best blowjob I've ever had and as much as I wanted to fill your mouth up with cum I had to hold back so I could impregnate you with my babies." Ok I'll admit I was naive at 23 and really didn't get what Daddy was talking about. So I foolishly said yes Daddy please impregnate me. I want to have your babies. He bent me over and just using his spit and his cock being wet from the blowjob I gave Daddy he forced his cock into my ass. It hurt like hell at first but after a few minutes I was feeling tremendous pleasure. Daddy had me moaning loudly which attracted a few more guys around. Daddy is stingy. He wouldn't allow me to suck their cocks but at the same time I was cock drunk from Daddy's fucking. I was begging Daddy to impregnate me which just made Daddy fuck me harder. My little dick was so hard but I didn't touch because I wanted to see if I could have a hands free orgasm. When Daddy got ready to cum he shouted "Yes boi take my poz load and have my babies." Ok looking back on it I probably should have freaked out but for some reason I was so turned on and my cum flew out everywhere when Daddy said that. And then Daddy cum inside me and I swear I didn't want him to stop cumming. He pumped a huge load inside my ass and from somewhere produced a butt plug and shoved up my ass to make sure I got pregnant. When he was finished I turned around and some some blood on his cock. So I knew he probably got me pregnant. I obediently got on my knees and cleaned his cock and once he was satisfied he got dressed and took my clothes and told me to follow him in my car. Where we were going I don't know. But soon we were at his house and my life with Daddy began. That was two years ago and Daddy is still my boss at work and I'm Daddy's bitch at home. Yes Daddy impregnated me and at Christmas we plan on getting married. Daddy is still stingy and I only serve him. And honestly I love my life and love Daddy for eternity

“Who are you?” He was drinking his coffee… evening… In our timetable almost dawn… I got fucked by almost 40 men on the ping pong table… until dawn the wolves were fed… sister moon should be pleased from the sacrificed lambs …three double slams… he took me to the sauna where we had spent a night few days ago… he fucked me under the shower stall… made me kneel and drank piss from three different men including the janitor of the sauna… then took me to the same 212 private room, where he gave me another slam and fucked me again … three loads, a piss inside and another load from the janitor again… yes… the slut in me is satisfied but still wired… We had light dinner at the sauna bar… pasta with tomato sauce for me… a hot dog for him… then we went back to the room where we had a light siesta… we cuddled… his cock stayed in me all the time while he snored lightly… I couldn’t sleep… maybe nod for few minutes but that was all… the slams were keeping me excited… I had water beside… I was drinking without taking his cock out… Yeap. I have my moves… all cumdumps should have their own “sheet music” moves to keep the Top happy and satisfied, even without him knowing exactly what you do or how you do it… what matters is the result… the cum in your ass, the smile on the Top’s face, his snore on the bed next to your ear… those are all what matter… After the siesta in 212 sauna room, we came back in the café… a towel around our waist. Relaxed… like two friends who just happened to meet in a friendly all male environment… But relaxed we weren’t. Somehow, talk was a bit awkward between us… he would fuck me, make me a cumdump, slam my veins, piss on me, piss in me, share my hole with other fuckers, recharge me with poz loads, but words were not easy… Probably because of my thick accent … maybe it was his Viking accent… To be honest I could find poetry in his voice but I guess he could find only uncomprehensive mumble from my part after all the slams he was giving me. I do not blame him… a cumdump on a sling or on a ping pong table or kneeling on a bed in front of an open sauna door is not truly expected to carry any kind of logic apart from the self destructive mode… the hole offering to any cock doesn’t make any sense… and I am the one who definitely loses any kind of logic when the flash registers and the chems floats in my blood… no I am not going to ask for reason … or for words… so I won’t be bitchy for his awkward silence… It just happened that it was the first time I felt awkward… the other times the silence between us was sexy… now while he was drinking his coffee and me drinking my lemonade I had the feeling that the silence had its own weight… its own significance. “Who are you…” “You know who I am, what I am, and what I do in here… I am a cumdump… a damn tourist … a slam junkie… a servant to your cock or any other cock you tell me to… a poz cum seeker…” “And is there something you want to be or it is just a phase… a fantasy trip… a kind of a two week vacation… “ I had to be careful on my answer… we were ready to cross the borders where fuck talk was becoming real people’s talk, even if we were wearing just towels around our waist. “It has started as a long weekend vacation. I was supposed to get fucked by a cock … any cock on the dark basement we met… The slam was an extra bonus on that night… even with that I am content… but somehow things took another path… and the one night stand has become a kind of journey… And I have to thank you for that… the journey you took me was and is more than what I expected…” Damn his eyes and damn his silence … “This is not true life, you know it?” “I have lived every minute of our meeting in truthiness” was my answer… “Do you think you are capable of leaving everything behind and become a full time cumdump?” It is a question that somehow I knew it was coming… SO it was my time to wear my Poker face mask… “Full time cumdump for you or for someone else?” I asked hoping to avoid the answer. “Any…” “No… not for any… the way I connected with you I do not connect with anyone… My journey has to do with you… If it was not you I would be already back on the plane doing what I know best… be a man with a proper id, proper work, proper life, proper mask. But you see I am in the sauna getting fucked by anyone, getting slammed in double doses, and drinking lemonade. And all that because of you… Simple as that…” “For me you are still a cumdump …” “I know but the question is am I just another cumdump for you?” The silence again… maybe I took it too far… maybe I should have kept my mouth shut. But I didn’t … If I hadn’t taken all these chems probably I would have kept my tongue… but I was wired… maybe even tired from keeping everything in balance… his and mine as well… enough from silence … enough from poker face. “That is a good question which I do need to answer you.. after all I owe you at least this… and here is how I will find the answer… “ He drank one more zip from his coffee… You rememebr the guy who fucked you after the second double slam… I had my eyes shut with a piece of cloth so I couldn’t see him but I remembered that there was this guy with a really thick cock who came in me three times without even getting out from my hole.. yes… thick and hairy… “Yes, I remember the fucker…” “He is Bulgarian. He loves loading cumdumps and chem whores… he seems to be impressed by you . He keeps a motel with whores… male and female. Called Inferno… His customers are truckers, losers, junkies, homeless people… poz sluts… you name it… it is all there… He was impressed by your performance on the ping pong table… So he asked me to ask you if it is ok to hire you for a few days… he will provide all the chems all the cock.. everything a cumdump like you desires… “And what about you?” “No I am not included in the deal. You go there you are all alone… no safety net… from the moment you are there you will take all the loads… you will take all the slams.. isn’t what you any cumdump would have asked for?” “Do you want me to go?” “I would love to see you take everything and everyone but since I am not included I have to admit it is a bit weird… In any other case I would just feel relieved. I am not used to have a second person at my place or share my cumdumps the way I did the last days… So I need to take some distance and think… and see where I stand and see where you satnd and what lies ahead… “ “Fair enough…” I said and I had another zip from my lemonade. “If I go, am I going to see you again after all this Inferno thing?” “That is a question I am not able to give right now… when I share I share in my own terms… I am present to the scene… Now this is completely new thing. Let’s say that in someway I am excited by the idea but in some other way I am furious by the idea… I feel territorial and that makes me angry not towards you but towards me .. I am angry with my self. I overestimated my control abilities…” It was our first talk… our first real talk… our first real true talk. And we were both exhausted. “Ok tell me what’s the deal” “Ok the deal is that you go… It is your duty as a cumdump… a test to your limits… And while you are there I will test my limits. And see if your presence is important to me or you are just another slamming whore like the rest I can fuck in any sling…” “Fair enough” I said. I could see logic… and I could see a sadness behind this bargain. “Till then I need more cum in my ass” I continued… “let’s go and fuck some more… And there is some Tina for three more slams. I want you to slam when you are in me… look the janitor. He wants more of my ass. Let’s write on the blackboard that the 212 whore is looking for loads… and let’s spend the night like that… like the way we know … because after this night all will be changed… nothing will be the same… for better or for worse…. After Inferno nothing will be the same…” And yes the bulge under his towel started to grow again. My Viking was back to his old self. A hunter looking to recharge my hole… a slammer looking to feed my veins… yes my kind of guy… Inferno could wait… at least for one more night…

I've been meaning to write about the moments I spent with this college kid....and some day I will. But there was one fuck that was, for me, the highlight of all our sessions together. He was taking my dick on his back, knees to his ears. I'm sure you know the position. I had already unloaded in him, probably at least twice, so I wasn't shooting anytime soon, but I was still rock hard - and I'm pretty thick, well, wide to be precise. At different moments I was pounding into him with my entire hip region, at other times I was 'dribbling' him on the mattress and letting him fuck himself while I held still. Then I flipped him onto his stomach (my favorite position and the one I'm most likely to shoot a load into the btm). And I just kept fucking him for awhile. Seriously, I was at this for over an hour or more (I wasn't trying to measure the time, but it was forever). Anyway, at some point he starts to whine about how it hurts. I ignore it for awhile and he goes quiet. Then he starts again . . . Can I hurry up and shoot my load because it hurts.... And that's when my alter ego took over. I started to laugh. I told him - all the while long dicking him - that it didn't hurt me at all, in fact, it "felt fucking great." He went quiet again, but I could see his face knotted up trying to contain himself. I just kept fucking. Then he starts begging. "Please....it really hurts." I told him that he was lying. I remember this so well. I said in a low, dangerous voice "If it really hurt, you would be crying. Now wouldn't you?" And that did it. He let loose unleashing all the pain I had been causing him and he started to bawl out loud and just drop tears. And, as I smashed his skull into the mattress, I shot the biggest, longest load of my life into this college kid. All true.

Some Of the best fuckings of my life were the ones where I spent a good portion of the fucking in pain. While in pain so many things flash through your mind, wanting to quit, hoping it will stop, wanting more, hoping I can take more etc. it is conflicting but that is the great part of it. The real top men know what they are doing and that is good enough for me. I feel such pride when it is all over to know I endured the pain and the man was satisified. One of the more painful fucks I had was at a park. The top had a fat cock, I took it dry. On top of that he fucked me bent over standing. He was shorter than me and he had me pushed down at an awkward angle. My lower back and legs were killing me staying at the bent over angle he needed. By the end my legs were shaking uncontrollably and my hole was beyond sore. Made for one of the best fucks ever by the end. I was totally exhausted and consumed by the whole fucking. Was awesome!