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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!

******************************** Prologue I love corrupting young, college age kids. Gives me a feeling of power. And watching them slide into filth and depravity? Biggest turn on. Seeing these fresh faced boys go from innocent newbies into total whores and sexpigs, it's a rush, to say the least. I am Lucifer, in human form. I'm your friendly neighborhood crack dealer. I'm not kidding about being friendly, either. I'll kill ya with kindness. That's part of how I get you on my side. Narcs? I can smell 'em a mile away. I'm a smart, respectable member of society by day, but in my own time, I'm the guy they all warned you about. If I'm on the prowl for a new bottom bitch, watch out, I'm coming to get ya. I can smell you a mile away, too. Some of the older crowd are wise to my game, but they won't squeal, they know better.... I show my whores a good time anyway. All the cock they could ever ask for. And then some. Wanna party with me? I bet you do. Faggots. You serve cock. You'll eat my ass, too. I'll breed you whenever and wherever I fuckin want. It's your lot in life to be used by men. To be a whore, a faggot, a slut, a hole. Know your place, and I'll make sure you are treated right. Step outta line, and that'll be a different story. ****************************** Corrupting the Mormon boy He came into my life like an insect that had wandered innocently into a waiting spider's web. Knocking on my front door, all good intentions and a head full of naivety and religious dogma. Perfect victim. I had been sipping a cup of coffee and contemplating about how to spend my Saturday when he knocked on my door. I was still wearing nothing but a bathrobe, so I looked through the peephole first. My cock throbbed a little when I first saw him. This cute, young man, with a lean frame and buzz cut hair was going to get more than an opportunity to talk about his religion by coming here. I opened the door and asked him to come in a sit down, and I led him to the couches in my lounge. "Can I get you something to drink?" I asked the lad. "Coffee? Coca-Cola?" I enquired. "Coke would be nice" He replied. Naive boy. Yum yum. I'm going to enjoy twisting this little fucker into a fucked up whore, I thought to myself, as I went to the kitchen and prepared a glass of coke with a small hit of G. I returned, and passed him the glass, sitting down next to him on the couch. "I know what you came here for, young man, but you're wasting your time. I'm not interested in joining a religion." I said, matter of factly. He took a gulp of the drink. "I don't have a problem with it or anything, but.... it's just not for me. There's other things that make me feel... spiritual." As I was talking to the lad, while he gulped down his glass of spiked soda, I did my best to maintain eye contact, but then, as I spread my legs, to stretch open my bathrobe a little, and I saw his gaze move down to my crotch, he swallowed, and I saw a window of opportunity. I opened my bathrobe, exposing my naked body, and revealing my semi hard cock to the boy. He swallowed hard again, and I could tell he was in heat, seeing me like that. "Ever touched another man's penis? Go on. You can touch it, if you want." I said, in an encouraging manner. He kind of stalled, after putting down the glass, so I grabbed his hand, and placed it on my junk. "Here. Don't be shy.... no one has to know. Just play with my cock for a while." He started stroking me, and as he was doing this, I started stroking his chest, opening the top few buttons of his shirt and playing with his nipples. It didn't take long, until he was leaning over, lowering his head towards my crotch, getting ready to suck my throbbing cock. He wrapped his lips around the glans of my penis, and I pushed his head down the shaft, gently, and basked in the warmth of his silky fleshy mouth. I had some gear and a pipe on the coffee table, ready to go, and I also had some tabs of good acid. While I had the lad somewhat impaled on my meat, I figured it was time to show this kid how I was going to make it a "spiritual experience". I took a couple of puffs from my pipe as he was sucking me, and curiosity got the better of him. He wanted to know what it was. I could only answer, "Let me show you", and I dragged in a big cloud of T from the pipe and passed it to him in a kiss, shotgunning it into his mouth. It was pretty easy from that point to get him sucking on the end of the pipe after that. I picked up my remote and switched on the TV screen. Then I put on some homemade porn I had on a hard drive I had plugged in the TV, as I was reviewing it last night. It was a video of me fucking another young slut, bareback of course, and breeding his hole. I took the pipe from him and put it on the coffee table, then locked lips with the little slut, who surely by now was slowly learning about what a slut he really was. After breaking the kiss, I said "Open wide, it's time for your communion." I watched him open his mouth, and administered a tab of acid on his tongue, and told him to keep it there as long as he could. I was going to get this kid so high he wouldn't remember where he was..... After waiting for a few minutes, I pulled him into me for another kiss, and I could tell he was getting hornier, he started playing with his own nipples and rubbing his cock through his pants while we tongue wrestled. He was mine now....

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I’m a complete cumdump slut. I live for having men cum in my holes, or on my body. I’m a very outdoorsy and active guy, and wear little clothing when it’s warm outside (which is all the time in the region I reside). What I do wear is usually skimpy, so men know I’m easy and available. When I’m at work, I get away with tight pants and button up shirts, with a jockstrap (or commando). I used to live in a small town, which made finding cock difficult (except at the local bookstore), so I’d often travel to larger cities to live out my fantasies. Hardly a day went by when I didn’t have at least two cocks shoot their cum deep in me at the adult bookstore. Weekends I was busy, taking anonymous cocks at bookstores, bathhouses, parks, or just hooking up via grindr in bigger cities. What as missing from my life were friends who knew all of me and accepted me. My co-workers did at times stimulate my intellectual curiosities, but I found them to still be rather conservative and at times just dull. In general, friends were hard to come by in my area. Most just didn’t want to delve into politics, science, and society as much as me. Almost all did not want to be friends with a slut, so I kept secret my cumdump antics, and brushed off judgment of my non-work attire by saying I felt restricted by clothing. They bought it, so I kept running with it. When it came to dating….well, it didn’t happen. I hadn’t had a date at all since living in a small town! Why would you date a slut if you weren’t willing to befriend one? Things changed when I was finally able to move to a bigger city and very quickly found those who accepted me as a cumdump. This is the story of how I met my best mates, and even fell in love. PART 1 – A cumdump finds friends surprisingly easily and plans the seduction of his crush… From left to right they are Chad, Stanley, Ryan, Toby, and Steven. I met them at my first ever venture into the gayborhood after moving to the area less than 3 days ago. The bar had a superhero theme night, and I like wearing costumes. I was waiting in line for the bathroom, and the group of them was in line behind me. They were mulling over one of their phones, laughing occasionally. The line progressed, and I stepped forward. One of them - I soon came to know as Chad - saw the opening space and pushed the one dressed as Robin (Toby), who stumbled into me from behind. We didn't fall, but his hands did end up on my shoulder and on my ass. The only barrier between us was my skintight Spiderman costume, as I only wore a jockstrap underneath. Usually, I’d wear less, but I also didn’t have many options since most of my boxes were still unpacked at my new place. "I'm sorry! Are you ok?" he asked. Did he just squeeze my butt? I stepped away from him straightening myself out. "I'm fine. No worries." I replied. "Watch where you're going, Toby!" We turned to see his friends laughing at their friend’s mishap. After some quips between Toby and his friends, he asked formally introduced himself to me. I put my hand out to shake his, "I'm Slade!" Toby introduced himself, then introduced me to the rest of his friends. As we chatted, and discovered common interests, I found myself drawn to Ryan (wolverine). He was so sexy! We all chatted and had a good time until it was my turn in the cue to use the bathroom. I stepped into the available stall, pissed, and walked out to wash my hands. I saw Ryan and Stanley still waiting, and waived at them after I dried my hands. Stanley called me over and invited me to join them the rest of the night. I agreed, thankful I made new friends so quickly. I spent a few more hours chatting with the group afterwards. The loud music made it hard to talk, so we ended up on a patio bar above the venue. Ryan and I connected instantly. He was more than wicked hot, as at one point he seemed to get semi-hard in his yellow tights…holy shit was he huge! Not yet fully hard, he was at least 11 inches! He noticed my gaze on his crotch, but we laughed the awkward situation and kept things g-rated. We discovered we were both actually nerds in our own way, and we spent several hours laughing, exploring new topics, and all together forgetting we were in a group. I really liked Ryan, but assumed he wouldn’t like the real me…the insatiable cumdump slut. Ryan was intelligent, wise, and overall a nice guy. He’d never want me. I resigned myself to having a good friendship with Ryan. Around 2 AM I started to feel tired and excused myself. We all said our goodbyes, and exchanged numbers saying we would meet up again tomorrow night. I started walking away to close my tab at the bar, which was situated just behind where we were sitting. While I was waiting for my turn, I heard Stanley say, “Ryan, he’s cute…and you two couldn’t stop talking with one another…you should ask him out!” Oh shit! They didn’t realize I was still within earshot. This is awkward… “He is cute, but I doubt he’s my type sexually. Ya’ll know what I like. Well, what WE like,” replied Ryan. Toby laughed and loudly announced, “Yea, a cum-filled slut!” They all shushed their loud friend, as I processed the information that they all like cumdump sluts. My face turned red, and my cock started to harden. “He checks all the boxes, but I doubt he checks that one. He’d be a nice new friend though…better than some” replied Ryan. I’m assuming he smirked and glared at Toby. I got lost in thought, momentarily present to hear the group had moved on to meaningless conversation while I finished paying my tab. I got an Uber home and stripped down to my jockstrap, and collapsed on my bed. I lay there digesting what I just heard. Ryan. Loves. Cumdumps. My heart fluttered. I concocted a plan for the following day to make Ryan recognize me as a cumdump, hopefully opening up an opportunity to explore more than just friendship. I drifted off to sleep with a smirk on my face. Waking up the next morning I was hard as a rock, but I decided to do nothing about it. I wanted to cum as Ryan deep-dicked my hole, sloppy from prior use. Instead I researched my new friends…some call it ‘lightly stalking’, but I call it prudent research in this day/age. I discovered them all on grindr, and learned they were all tops. Funny, I thought Steven and Toby were a couple, as were Stanley and Chad. Their profiles were mostly nondescript, but I did notice that all of them left the safe sex section blank. There wasn’t enough to confirm Toby’s announcement that they love cumdumps…so moving forward meant risking a new friendship. I contemplated this as I busied myself with other tasks. I spent the rest of the day unpacking and cleaning. By 5 PM I was mostly done and had made up my mind to take the risk and assume my new friends do love cumdumps. I had read about a nearby forested park men cruised at, so I decided I wanted to go for a run to explore the city more, and to spend some time at that park. I cleaned out my hole and got dressed in ankle socks, sneakers, a black jockstrap, and short, white running shorts split all the way up the side. My athletic bubble butt was spilling out the bottom of the shorts with my straps clearly visible. I decided to not wear a shirt that would cover my toned athletic body. It would just get damp with sweat and be uncomfortable. Stepping outside I hit the pavement, listening to the sounds of the city as I flew by. After 30 minutes, I ended up at the hidden parking lot entrance of a forested park. If I didn’t know to look for it, I would have missed it. There were a few cars around, and feeling curious, I walked towards a large wooden post with a map of the park and was staring at that when from beside me I heard. "You're a fag slut, aren't ya? I can tell from how you're dressed." I whipped my head towards the voice and saw a handsome, athletic man in his early 30s dressed in hiking boots, shorts, and a t-shirt. The man wasn't wrong. I am a fag slut, yet I stuttered from surprise, trying to find something to say as he walked towards me and pointed out a location out on the map. "I'll be there in 2 hours and I want you to be bred by at least a few guys who cruise that area first." He then turned me to a trail next to the sign and pushed me in that direction. I couldn't resist. I complied and walked through the woods, taking turns I remembered from the map. This was perfect, I had planned on meeting the guys – specifically Ryan - tonight with several loads in my hole, so all was going as planned. I knew I was in the right place when I came upon a hot older gentleman playing with his dick through his cargo shorts. My approach caught his attention - first panic, then lust. I licked my lips and he motioned me over. I immediately dropped to my knees and undid his shorts. He was going commando, because out sprung a 9" thick dick. I'm in Heaven. I launched onto his dick and swallow it halfway down my throat. I gagged. Damnit, I’m better than that! I close my eyes and focus for a second, relaxing my throat, and feel his dick slide deeper into me until my lips are at the base of his cock and my nose is in his pubes. "Holy Shit! You are a fucking dream! Fucking hot faggot slut!" he yells. He then grabs my head and starts plowing me as hard as he can. After a few minutes of that, he pulls out of me and I gasp for air as spit drips from my mouth and onto my chest. He tells me to take off my shorts and bend over a tree. I comply, holding my shorts in my hand. He spits a few times on my hole, and then slips his tongue in me as I moan. After a while, I groan, "Fuck me." The stranger stands up and I feel his cockhead at my hole. He applies pressure and enters me. He stops after 2 of his glorious 9 inches are in me, I presume to let me adjust. I smirk as I open my hole and shove back, swallowing his cock to the base with ease. It’s been a few days, but a whore is always ready. We both let out a deep moan. He now senses my hunger and proceeds to fuck me hard. Our sweaty skin slapping with each thrust must have been heard throughout most of the cruising area. I didn't care. I was in heaven. All too soon I felt his cock pulse and his thick hot cum coat my insides. He slowly pulled out of me, and I clenched my hole around his cock so as not to let any cum escape. He slapped my ass and said thank you. I was about to stand up, when I felt another cockhead at the entrance to my hole. I didn’t resist and in one thrust a thick 8 inch dick was buried in my cum-sloppy hole. I moaned as he started to fuck me. I was feeling bliss that sent shivers across my entire body. The second guy also did not last long, no more than a few moments passed before he dropped his man scuzz deep in my hole. When he stepped away, I quickly glanced and saw another handful of men behind me. Smirking, I turned around and pushed my ass out inviting the next man. After the third and fourth guy, I blissed out and lost count of how many men took turns on my ass. Not all had large dicks, but I didn’t care. I was a cum receptacle. I was brought out of my high when the man I met at the park entrance grabbed my head and brought me in to a kiss. He tasted of alcohol and weed, and had clearly returned from a workout. He smelled of sweat. He broke the kiss to ask “how many loads?” “I… don’t… know…“ I mumbled between moans as my hole was being ravaged by another man. He repeated his question to the crowd of men, and the first guy who fucked me was still there and said, “slut took 15 loads so far.” Oh shit! I am definitely primed for Ryan, but I still wanted more. Park entrance guy said, “Excellent! I love cum sloppy holes. Let me in him.” The guy currently fucking my sloppy hole stepped away as park entrance guy pulled out a massive 11 inch dick and plowed into me. I yelled from the sudden pain/pleasure I felt. My yell quickly turned into loud moans as he started to fuck me by pulling his dick out slowly then slamming it back in. After a few minutes of this, he started to pound me hard, and cum was pouring out my hole and down my legs, soaking the pouch of my jockstrap. Men were encouraging him to fuck me harder. Some even came on my legs and back as he thrust deep in me and planted his seed deep in my hole. He stepped away, and someone else was about to take his place, when I stopped them. I needed to get home and prepare for tonight. With my hole barely closing, leaking copious amounts of cum, I slipped on my shorts and raced home, realizing that if I stopped everyone would still smell and see the cum they plastered my back and legs with, and the cum trailing down my legs from my hole. Luckily I made it home quickly and without much incident. I bumped into a handsome older gentleman who was probably left wondering what he was covered in. I tore off my clothing, throwing it in my hamper, and plugged my hole with a large plug and showered. It was a bit after 9:30 PM when I got a group text from the guys. They were planning where to meet to go out. I was ready for this and suggested we go out to a specific bar I had learned about through some research. It was known for having men cruise in one of the bathrooms, which apparently had gloryholes in the stalls. The rest of the guys were indifferent and said OK. I texted Steven and Toby separately asking them for their help in getting ready since they lived together nearby. They said OK and told me they’d be over by 10 PM. When they arrived, I was in nothing more than a jockstrap, still plugged. I saw both their eyes bug out and when I turned after inviting them in, I saw them grinning at one another in the mirror facing my door. I really hope this works! “Thanks guys, I’m just bad at knowing exactly what to wear. Do you want a drink?” They shook their heads no. “Well then, why don’t you follow me to my bedroom?” As they followed me Steven commented on how my apartment looked nice. When we arrived to my bedroom, I stopped right where I had uncharacteristically left a towel on the floor. “I’m so sorry for the mess!” I bent down to pick it up, exposing the plug in my hole. “Holy shit! Are you plugged?” asked Toby. I laughed gently, throwing the towel into the hamper. “Yes, I am. It helps keep the loads in after I’ve been fucked.” This was a risk. I knew they liked cum sluts, but I could lose friends so quickly if they found this too much to handle. I swallowed slowly waiting for a response. They stared at me, then glanced at one another. I couldn’t read their expressions. “How… many loads?” asked Steven. I hesitated for a second. My heart jumped. This was it. “Sixteen” Another moment of silence ensued. Oh shit, my gamble failed! “Guys, I’m sorry-” I was cutoff as Steven rushed at me and kissed me deeply. Toby got behind me and joined our kiss. I reached down to both their cocks, feeling them through their shorts. Wow they were both already hard, and big! Their hands explored my nipples, ass, and cock. I broke the kiss to say, “I’m so happy I learned you all like cum sluts!” “Wait! Explain, what do you mean ‘learned’?” asked Toby. We stopped fooling around for a second and sat on the bed. I told them I was a cumdump, and about overhearing their conversation the prior night. Toby seemed emberassed, but I said I didn’t mind at all since I clearly am a cumdump slut. I told them how connected I felt with Ryan, and assumed he wouldn’t want me until I heard what Toby said about cumsluts. Toby started to get excited and gushed about how this is perfect, and Ryan deserved someone like me. Ryan apparently had been chatting all day with Toby about how much he liked me, and was debating to still ask me out. Toby also explained that he and Steven are a couple, and both tops, but they have a solution they both love, fucking cumdumps regularly. That’s how they met at a bathhouse, constantly competing to get into the same holes. They also met Ryan at the bathhouse, who introduced them to Chad and Stanley – also a top-top couple. Ryan was interested in a more conventional bottom-top arrangement. While the rest of them found love in each other, he always held out for someone who checked his damn boxes. Steven started to mimic Toby’s excitement when I asked them if they thought Stanley and Chad would want to fuck me. They said they know they would, as they also love cumdumps. “I have a plan...but first, I want you to fuck me hard.” Steven wasted no time throwing me back onto the bed, removing his clothing and slipping his cock into my open mouth. Toby, now naked as well, lifted my legs, and yanked the plug out of my hole. Cum rushed out of my hole before I could slam it shut, which he gathered with his hands, and lubed his long 10 inch pole with it. He slammed his cock in me, eliciting a yell that evolved into a groan. They fucked me at both ends for at least 10 minutes until both blew their loads. I slammed my hole shut to hold one in, while swallowing the entirety of the other. I knew I would gape soon, releasing all the cum in me, so I slammed the plug in my hole again. Toby spoke first, “What’s the plan, slutty Slade?” I grinned when he gave me a nickname. “OK, so I picked the bar for tonight because I heard the one bathroom in the basement is heavily used for cruising.” Steven nodded in confirmation. “My plan is to flirt heavily with Ryan and make him want me more, but after a drink I’m going to go to the bathroom, and I am going to take any cock willing to fuck my hole through the gloryholes. I want you all to keep Ryan busy, and don’t let him in the gloryhole bathroom. After an hour of me being gone, send the first of you to come ‘check’ on me, by which I mean fuck me and breed me. Each one returns and tells Michael how you couldn’t find me, but thought you saw someone that looked like me flirting with some guy on the patio, or somewhere else. I want to make him jealous, even angry. But make sure you keep him away from the bathroom.” “Why would you want that?” asked Steven. I smiled and replied, “He will fuck me harder if he’s all revved up from jealousy and anger.” The guys grinned at one another. I continued, “After all of you have fucked me, hang out until Ryan reaches a boiling point, then tell him there is a cumdump in the gloryhole bathroom he should go fuck to let off some steam.” “OK, that’s hot, but how will he know it’s you through a gloryhole?” asked Toby. “He won’t know it’s me. While he’s fucking me, I want one of you to come in to the bathroom and tell Ryan that everyone’s ready to leave for another bar soon, but no one could find me, so you sent me a text in the group chat. Encourage him to breed the cumdump slut on the other side of the gloryhole until he shoots his load. As soon as he’s done, I’m going to plug my hole. I’ll text that I’ll meet you out front, then clean up and join you.” I told Steven and Toby. Steven spoke first, “I don’t get it.” I continue, “Well, when we are walking to the next bar, I want you all to talk about the slut at the gloryhole you all fucked. Be explicit. Then ask me if I got a chance to fuck the cumdump. I’m going to reply… ‘I was the cumdump.’” Toby put his hand on my lower back and just mouthed the word ‘wow’. “Too much?” I asked. Toby replied, “No, it’s hot. I’m curious to see what happens then.” “Me too” I replied. “For now, I should get dressed.” Turning to Steven I asked him to call Stanley and Chad to see if they’re down to join in my endeavor. He left the room with a smile on his face, dialing Stanley. I opened my closet and asked Toby, “What do you think Ryan would want to see me wearing?”

The man should decide everything where sex is concerned, but I consider spontaneous rectum sex impractical. The cunt needs to be scrupulously clean and that takes plenty of time and planning. The fag should know exactly what's required of him and when.

I think most of the answers here have covered the key points. I'm not going to opine whether you should, or shouldn't, let your wife know any of this (that you're bi, that you're actively having unprotected sex with at least one man, that you want to have unprotected sex with other men, and that you want to go on PrEP). I will note, however, that things have a tendency to come out. Even if you're paying your pharmacy for the prescription personally (which can be expensive), they might accidentally bill your insurance, and that may come through on a statement she sees. You have to keep up with testing to stay on PrEP (so that they can switch you off it, if you get infected anyway), and you may slip up and leave a lab result report somewhere, and she finds it. And on and on. If you're counting on being able to hide it forever, well.... let's just say that history is littered with the carcasses of marriages that imploded over things like this. That's not to discourage you from going on PrEP - you should, even if you limit play to your one "buddy" that you trust. You don't know, and can't know, whether in fact he may be taking more risks than you think. You can only protect yourself (and by extension, anyone else you have sex with, including possibly your wife).

Thank you so much for your feedback and advise. I am increasingly more ashamed of my clit and want it to be both limp and ineffectual to my breeding experience. I believe it is respectful to the tops even if they say it’s not an issue. I am not in a relationship so I have to go through the process of explaining over and over to men that may not fully understand why am not getting hard or why I don’t want to touch my clit during sex.

Ditto both of you, from the other side. i am not a cum slut, but a slut for a Top who needs and wants to breed me. If a Top doesn't wan to breed me, if there isn't even a little desire there, i'll pass. For me, the point is mutual desire. A Tops cum represents some of His essence for me, a part of Him that He wants to leave inside of me and i want Him to leave a part of Himself inside of me... but the whole point for me is, Him inside of me, and not just physically. i think the guys who narrow the whole profound act of sex down to cum (not to minimize the awesomeness of cum btw), are missing out on a lot. i love hearing a Tops breathing and moans, words, then that wonderful sigh and spasm as He transfers a part of Himself from Him and into me. And i know many Tops have a similar response to their bottoms. If a bottom were really "just a hole," as many propose, than any hole should do... doesn't even have to be a guy, eh? i don't think it's true, i think it's the human attached to the hole that makes the difference.

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.

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.

Another load was provided again by the 29 yr old jogger, a neighbor of mine, who jogs in the area. Hosting at my place, I asked him what he wanted to try. He got very excited by 69ing and cumming in each other's mouths. After the clothes came off, we got to suck each other's cock to get hard, then switched to the bed. This time he came first in my mouth and within a minute I came in his mouth. We both swallowed each other's loads. YUM! We played for a bit more. I did slip my hard cock in him for a while. I tell, pigs, this 29 yr old is piggy. I want to explore more with him sexually! OINK! 5th load so far. This younger sexbud will be back for more!

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

Part 2 "Eli, We're both soaked and it's nearing midnight. Why don't you stay here. We can talk more in the morning and get your sorted out. But for now- let's get you set up with some dry things and get you to bed. You must be exhausted." "It's been a long day- I don't have anything else to wear i just grabbed my bag and left. Are you sure it's alright if I stay? I didn't know where else to go. All my friends from school are away or not someone i'd want to bother. but you- you were the one person I thought could understand." Eli stammered out, his exhaustion coming through. I got him set up with a towel and showed him to the bathroom to shower the day away. As he showered my phone chirped, surprising me. I answered. "You're still up?" It was my husband. "Yes, still up. Just got up. Heading to bed soon." "Was just gonna leave a message I've arrived and am safe at the hotel. Are you alright? You sound surprised." "Fine, Dennis. I'm doing fine. I was just asleep on the couch when- your call woke me and surprised me is all" Why didn't I tell him about Eli? I felt instinct tell me not to. I heard the shower shut off. Dennis was going on about the plane and how he had yelled at some woman whose children were too loud. He could be a prick. I cut him off. "Dennis- I really must go...to bed. I have an early start tomorrow and am knackered" "Oh alright. Talk soon. Love you" and hung up without waiting for a reply. Like I said, he could be a prick. I shut my phone off and turned just as Eli emerged from the bathroom. I took a moment as my breathe was taken away by his beauty to admire him. His raven hair was stark against his pale white skin- He used to be scrawny but had grown into his slender frame more since graduation. He was now a man. slight muscles on his chest and arms. Still skinny. A tuft of black hair between his pecs and a slight treasure trail leading to below the towel. I met his eyes. I blushed at how indiscrete my oogling had been. His smile quirked and he said "That was refreshing. Thanks for that" End of Part Two

as an anonymous cumdumpster that gets fucked by lots of strangers while blindfolded I am always kinda hoping the guy is filming it or another guy is there filming. I have had a few guys secretly filming where I suspected it or they told me after and even a few times where I just found pictures and videos online of me sucking guys cock or getting fucked. also had that happen in public restrooms where I'm naked on my knees blowing a guy or on all fours getting fucked and look up to see guys pointing cameras at me. I'm such whore I don't care if my face shows or even if they get a closeup shot of me sucking some strangers cock. I'm the kind of whore that will look right at the camera and beg men to cum inside me

I’m a poz bottom, but definitely was not a chaser. On the rare occasions that I top, I will only go bareback. So for me, it’s about fairness. If I’m not willing to put on a condom when I top, how can I ask anyone to wear a condom when they top me? I knew when I started barebacking that I would become poz at some point. I accepted that fact long before I actually became poz. I don’t hide my status from anyone, but I don’t feel the need to initiate a discussion beforehand. I assume that anyone who is having sex with strangers has done some research to understand the risks and that they will ask questions if they have concerns. If they ask, I have no problems showing any or all of my test results to potential partners. If they aren’t comfortable, I’m happy to walk away with no hard feelings.

Sorry for posting part 5 twice, and sorry again for such a long part 6. I wrote it in 2 very separate occasions, so it came out huge. Part 6 I couldn’t believe how fast this fuck den is getting filled up. Days after Brent showed up, he had a genius idea. “Hire” escorts from advertisements to work for us full-time. Since he was working on getting Johns for Faggot, it would reduce the competition and bring the money to us. After talking to this gorgeous Latino party twink named Johnny for a few days, he decided it was a good idea to bring him over. Johnny was a 19 year-old bag-chaser and a street whore who found a different man to stay with every night if he could. He’d been on the streets for over 2 days straight now. The boy wanted $200 for his time, but of course, we had no intention of paying him. On a Tuesday night at 2 AM, Johnny showed up in ripped jeans, kicks, and a V-neck. Brent and I had ski masks on just in case. When he rang the bell, Brent opened the door, and the second he was inside, I grabbed the boy and wrestled him onto my mattress of a bed. “What the fuck! What the fuck are you guys doing?” Johnny yelled, but there was no way he could resist against my giant muscular build. I was a lot taller than his 5’8” frame and my rock-solid arms were as thick as his legs. Brent wasted no time jumping onto the bed to tie his arms and legs together while I held him down. When he was fully restrained, we gagged him with a sock. “Turn off his phone and throw it away,” I ordered. Brent pulled out the kid’s phone and did just that, but he didn’t stop there. He went through his wallet and took out all $6 of cash he had in there and flipped through the pockets for any drugs. He learned fast. Johnny kept trying to struggle, but I pinned him under my body weight even with his bonds. “Prep the point,” I instructed. Brent wasted no time. We had one ready already, a good .35 for the little guy. Enough to send him flying, not enough to kill him. I took a belt and tied it hard around Johnny’s arm, and he suddenly stopped resisting. That’s right – he knew it was Tina and he wanted it. “If you wanna live, don’t move an inch,” I growled into his ear. Brent came up next to him, found a puffy vein, and stuck the needle in. He pulled up a flash of red and then slowly, slowly, slowly… I watched my protégé drug our new property expertly. I had him practice on Faggot a couple times when we had Johns lined up. I ripped the sock from the boy’s mouth to let him cough it out as he spun into a new dimension. His eyes darted around in every direction and he trembled violently underneath me. Without giving him a chance to recover, we took him to the Cave. The two of us carried him together in our arms like a piece of furniture. Johnny’s tweaked eyes bulged even wider in surprise when he saw Faggot on his stomach with his ass in the air being plowed by a huge black guy built like a bodybuilder. He looked like he was over twice Faggot’s size, and his dick was so big it looked almost unnatural going in and out of the boy’s tiny body. Faggot was screaming through the sock in his mouth. The black man looked at us briefly as we entered and then resumed as if we weren’t even there. The mattress in the room wasn’t big enough for all of us, so Johnny was gonna get the floor. We weren’t going to risk this boy biting our dicks. I crawled underneath him and placed him on top of my dick, lining it up against his smooth hole. Brent untied his feet and opened up his ankles so that he could slide down on my dick. He took a rag, poured some poppers on it, then shoved it in Johnny’s face, holding it there for a few seconds while I lowered him all the way down. Then, without mercy, I started pumping up into him. The tweaked little whore was so fucked up he was clearly enjoying it immensely, having completely forgotten the situation he was in. The black john looked over, clearly turned on, picking up his pace as he saw how hard I was fucking the little Latino twink. Now it was Brent’s turn. I slowed down my pace as he greased up his cock and lined it up to his hole. Johnny tried to kick around in alarm, but Brent held his legs hard. More poppers to his face, then when he removed it, Brent spat hard in his face and squeezed his dick into that little hole. It was tight, but it plopped in, and fuck it felt amazing. Since he had the direct angle, I let Brent pump him hard. Johnny howled at first but it turned into pleasure so quickly. At this point, the black john was in heat and started bucking wildly in Faggot, who was howling between breaths. The room resonated with the sounds of both boys just moaning and screaming as they were getting fucked. Brent leaned in, teasing our new boy with a possible kiss before giving him a wet lick. “You like those 2 cocks in you, fucking piece of shit?” Johnny simply moaned, “Yeahh~h!” He was coming down from his slam and riding out into a smooth dizzying high from both the tina and the poppers. He must’ve been in euphoria because it seems like he even forgot what was happening to him. That’s right; he had just come to an elusive backdoor den in the poor part of Philly by himself to meet a john and ended up being kidnapped, drugged, and raped. He barely even noticed Faggot and the black hulk enjoying him just a few feet away, and they sure barely noticed us. Brent beamed. “I’m gonna take that little hole now, alright? This is gonna hurt,” he said with a sadistic smile. Johnny whimpered in acceptance. Wow. Brent and I made eye contact and I beamed with approval. Just the other day I didn’t wanna put up with another mouth to feed and here I am like a proud father with my dick squeezed next to his in the same hole. I made sure to stay still so that Brent had full range of motion and control. After giving Johnny one tender kiss to prepare him, Brent pulled his face away and started thrusting his pelvis. He climbed up into a squat position and leaned forward so he could get in at that angle while my cock was lodged below. One hand clutching Johnny’s sweat-soaked hair and the other roughly grabbing a handful of the twink’s small pec. Brent grunted once loudly as he began to buck. His cock went in directly horizontal and hard. I felt it against my cock and I know it did not curve with the shape of the boy’s insides. Instead, it just rammed against the soft flesh walls without regard, stabbing it like a knife without any regard for where the blows land. All Brent knew was that it felt good. “AHHH!!!” Johnny cried out. “AHHHHH!” His face twisted with pain and shock, which in normal circumstances would make a top hesitate. In my house, though, things work out differently. Even more aroused by Johnny’s tortured expression, Brent’s face lit up like a little boy discovering a new toy he got for Christmas. His response was to whip his hand from the boy’s chest to his throat and slapping him several times across the face. “SHUT THE FUCK UP, BITCH!” he barked, then fucked him harder and faster. He knew that thrusting in and beating up the flesh inside at that angle was what was causing the pain, but he just did it deeper, harder, and faster. He only made sure not to pull out too much in order to stay in the hole. Of course, this made it impossible for Johnny to shut up. In fact, he screamed. “SHUT UP!” we roared in unison. I jammed my fingers down Johnny’s throat from behind with one hand and just covered the lower half of my face the best I could with my other hand. His screams turned into loud but muffled gargles, which were all he could manage with my fingers down his throat and Brent’s hand around his neck. “SHUT UP! I SAID SHUT THE FUCK UP!” “IF YOU DON’T SHUT THE FUCK UP I’M GONNA BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF YOU! JUST TAKE THOSE DICKS, THAT’S ALL YOU’RE GOOD FOR!” Brent roared. Johnny tried to quiet his gargle to a faint whimper as his hole started getting used to Brent’s pounding. He still squealed every time Brent thrust in all the way – it’s fucking impossible not to. Even if his body was learning to accept it, pain is pain, and Brent’s onslaught was like a battering ram refusing to quit. “What did I say, bitch?” he growled as Johnny winced after a particular thrust. He loosened his grip around the boy’s neck to give him breath and a moment of relief. My fingers were still jammed down his throat so he couldn’t speak. He just gargled in response, and Brent spat in his eye. “I said to SHUT UP! WHY ARE YOU STILL SQUEALING LIKE A FUCKING BITCH?” “Awww, the slut can’t help screaming because we’re hurting him. Is that right, baby?” I whispered in Johnny’s ear, hiding my sinister glee with feigned concern and affection. “Does it hurt, baby?” Johnny nodded, tears and snot down his eyes now from having gagged on my fingers for so long. His body was in overdrive from the choking, the smacking, the gagging, the hair-pulling, and the rough double fucking. The black man on the mattress had moved Faggot around and forced him to watch Johnny. Faggot was moaning loudly through his sock gag, but his eyes were glazed over and he just watched the scene with tweaked focus. Realizing that he was putting on a show, Brent decided to go all out. With both strong hands grasped around Johnny’s throat as he gasped for air, Brent lunged forward and started slobbering and nibbling all over Johnny’s face, ears, jaw, and chin. I could smell the heavy familiar scent of the Marlboro Reds Brent smoked constantly from the globs of spit now coating and dribbling on Johnny’s face. Struggling even to breathe, Johnny was completely incapable of even verbally reacting to Brent licking and slobbering over him like a wild rabid dog. After a few seconds, Brent released Johnny’s neck and he gasped one big breath of air before getting a hard slap across the face from Brent. I looked over at Faggot. My beautiful blond beach boy who not long ago was on that same mattress making out with me. Just this morning, he woke up with me alone wrapped around him, holding him in my arms. Now, it’s deep in the middle of the night and it was clear I wasn’t going to be spending the night with him tonight. We looked deep into each other’s eyes, and his gaze was full of want and jealousy. While a stranger hurt his raw pussy, I was hurting him by forcing him to watch me have amazing sex with some random slut and not even giving him the time of day while I let this thug tear his sweet little cunt with his raw BBC. I smirked and started pumping upwards and curving back into Johnny’s hole. I kept eye contact with Faggot for a while until I started getting close from all the friction my dick was getting from both Brent’s dick and Johnny’s pussy walls. Then I looked away as my eyes rolled back into my head as I was overwhelmed with pleasure. I grabbed a fistful of Johnny’s hair and pulled his head back. Suddenly all my attention went to Johnny as I neared climax. Everyone knew I was about to cum. My body couldn’t make it more obvious as I groaned loudly with pleasure all of a sudden and my face twisted in depraved pleasure. My whole body bucked and I struggled to ravage Johnny however I could. With my free hand, I clutched Johnny’s throat like it was just an inanimate object, no concern at all for his pain and ability to breathe. The boy gagged feebly, his eyes looking dead and hopeless as he realized he couldn’t avoid or resist the abuse because we weren’t hurting him to punish him; we do it to him because we enjoy it and because we can. Suddenly excited by my manic attempts to hurt the boy, Brent began slapping him in rapid succession with his right hand and grabbed Johnny’s tiny ankle with his left to pull it as wide as possible. His face winced in pain as I egged on, “SLAP HIM HARDER, COME ON! HARDER!” Brent started viciously beating Johnny’s face. I couldn’t see Johnny’s face from the thrashing; I could only see the crazed look on Brent’s face. He was grinning with his mouth because he was having the time of his life, but his eyes were cold and angry. I realized if I choked the boy any longer, he’d be in danger. Luckily for him, a burn of pleasure erupted from my dick and suddenly any moans were drowned out by my explosive, animalistic roar interrupted by my sudden bellowing of, “TAKE MY BABIES UP YOUR STUPID CUNT, FUCKING DIRTY WHORE!” After my dick finished pulsing and I felt the thick warm wetness start to flood the cavities around our dicks, I mellowed down and laid back while Brent did everything as hard as he could. “You’re not done yet, bitch,” he growled, assaulting the poor freshly bred whore who couldn’t even respond to all the roughness anymore. He slapped, he bit, he kissed, he spit, he choked, and he thrust as violently as he could. He was soaked in sweat and panting from how hard of a workout this marathon fuck was – even an athlete would be worn out. Brent refused to let his body stop him though. He was determined to go even harder, his eyes blackening with malice. He was Marino’s son alright. Hell, Marino probably was just like this when he conceived this son of a bitch. Brent’s mom was probably tossed aside like a beaten up rag after Marino was done with her, a gift forcibly deposited in her vagina that would later grow up to an eagerly violent thug. Johnny squealed like a pig at the slaughter, his face covered in red from all the smacking. Drool, snot, and tears leaked from his face everywhere, dangling from his chin. They dripped over a shiny sheen of Brent’s dried spit. He was definitely gonna have some scary-looking hickies and choke marks all over his neck. The whole time, Brent’s dick sliced and punched the boy’s now wet and loose hole, making loud squish sounds as he mashed the boy’s juicy flesh. My now soft dick slipped out, letting Brent have full reign over where his dick struck. Watching Brent has changed how I saw him completely. When he first came here, I thought of him as probably a dumb and naive fuckboy eager to do whatever to live hard and fast. He was so good-looking and still young I even considered turning him into another whore. I never would’ve thought the guy would seamlessly cooperate with the shit that I do, even enthusiastically go above and beyond in this life of sin. He fucked continuously and grunted deeply with each thrust as Johnny started to experience only pleasure in his hole. It was so wet and loose it was like just a flesh pole of pure pleasure plunging in and out of him. The boy was no longer screaming, only softly moaning while he looked lazily at Brent. I recognized this – sometimes after using Faggot too hard at first, he will sink into a state of absolute heaven when I fuck him normally. I was surprised to find I enjoyed his pleasure too. Even though I degrade him so hard, at the end of the day, making him feel good made him love sex. Made him love me. But Johnny was experiencing sex that gave him pure physical bliss without an ounce of passion or intimacy. Unceremoniously, Brent grunted under his breath that he was close. With a couple extra heavy thrusts, he dumped his nut in Johnny, who barely reacted. When he pulled out, he pulled his pants back up and we both stood up to restrain our newly Christened property together. The room was quiet now. Faggot’s john was taking a long break from fucking and now they were making out heatedly, bodies intertwined. Or, rather, it looked like the black man’s body was swallowing up the little smooth body. I casually realized that Faggot is no victim. Of course he’s completely hooked on drugs now and has had no interaction with anyone besides me and random men he will quickly forget, so it was inevitable he’d become attached to me. That, and I fucking know I’m a handsome rugged stud and sexual attraction and love can be confusing, especially for a cracked out and frequently raped little whore like him who knows very little else. I looked over at him, just kissing this man who paid for him like they were passionate lovers. I could tell he didn’t care any more about Johnny’s well-being than we did; he’s practically forgotten Johnny is still here! There wasn’t an ounce of kinship between whores, even though they were in the same situation now. That was good for me. “Nobody’s gonna come looking for you, you fucking faggot,” Brent said, addressing that exact point. “I made sure before meeting you that you haven’t been in touch with your family for a while, remember? You thought I was curious about your personal life? Nah, you chose drugs over them and you’re on your own, remember? But now you’ll have plenty of drugs, and we’re going to take care of you.” We chained him with a leash on the pole right next to Faggot’s. Johnny didn’t resist at all. He was completely limp and breathing staggered breaths, having lost all hope of mercy or rescue immediately in just one hour of sex. He watched Faggot, disinterested, and gently grazed his completely shrunken dick in arousal. It’s all he knew to do. “We gotta give the new boy a name. And a tattoo,” I said. I clapped a hand on Brent’s shoulder, and his demeanor lightened up, now finally interacting with me after having been entirely fixated on using Johnny this whole time. Back to reality, or whatever our version of reality is. “Uh…yeah. Now?” “Better now than any other time. You pick the name since you’re the one who sourced him. You did a fucking fantastic job and I’m gonna make sure I tell your dad what you’ve done.” “How about just call him Cunt?” “Alright, Cunt’s his name,” I said, smiling. Brent smiled back, and we had a brief brotherly moment borne from our promising partnership in crime. “You hear that?” he yelled at Cunt. “Your new name is Cunt and my name doesn’t fucking matter because you will only call me Master or Sir. And this guy who was also inside you just now OWNS you now, got it? You better get started on forgetting your old name, because soon you won’t remember what life was like being you were just Cunt. A worthless cunt to fuck named Cunt. What just happened to you is going to be your daily life now, only there will be other men too. If you want your drugs, you earn it with that body, got it?” Johnny looked up at Brent and spoke for the first time in a long time. “Yes.” SLAP. “YES, WHAT?” “Yes, sir,” Cunt moaned weakly. SLAP. “Good boy,” Brent said. The sun hadn’t even risen yet. While the rest of the world slept, Cunt turned from a one of the most handsome albeit weathered Colombian boys to walk the scene to the sorry unrecognizable mess he is now. A sock dangling half off of one foot, mouth hanging open, eyes vacillating between exhaustion and flashes of wired tweakiness. Fluid everywhere. His carefully gelled hair now stuck up in broken oily patches from where we grabbed it. We wouldn’t show it, but we were just as fucking exhausted as Cunt. It had been a long night of physical exertion. “Where do I sleep tonight? Floor?” Brent asked, clearly hoping it wouldn’t be the case. “We’re both really big dudes. We can’t both fit on your bed. That blond bitch is with a customer for the night, so they’ll be taking the mattress.” “Nah, take the bed. You earned it,” I said with genuine pride. “Where are you gonna sleep, boss?” he asked. “Don’t worry about me. I’ll knock out when there’s an opening somewhere. You did all the work tonight, kid. It’s like you were born for this shit. Sleep as long as you want and don’t worry about me.” Of course, I wasn’t saying all this without any motive. Brent did a quick brush of his teeth and then collapsed on the bed still dressed. He was out in seconds. The Cave was silent, but the mattress squeaking suggested that Faggot was getting fucked again. I snuck in. The two were laying next to each other, the john just casually thrusting into Faggot with his huge cock as he laid with his eyes mostly closed, relaxed. I guess he was determined enough to get his money’s worth that he was going to fuck until he fell asleep. Faggot’s eyes were open a crack, a sliver of his charming blue iris still visible but pretty much lifeless. He was also completely wiped, but he wouldn’t be able to sleep with such a big dick rubbing his insides, even if it wasn’t rough. He was still stunningly beautiful, no matter what sorry state he’s in, but the energetic innocent boy I met on the street corner was almost completely dead and replaced with a shell of a sex toy that only knew pleasure and not even who he was anymore. I wonder how much of his life before being here he’s already forgotten. All I know is this black man whose name I either forgot or never even knew is just going to be one more blurry memory for him that takes him one step farther from boyhood. Now, Cunt. Cute little smooth jaw, clear skin, those boyish eyes and lips. Mindlessly jerking his limp dick watching Faggot and his john, not even realizing that he was looking at his future. According to Brent, he hasn’t spoken to his family in 4 years after they found out about him being gay and his drug addiction. Now, he has a roof over his head at all times. In exchange… ….I ran my fingers up his inner thigh, gently caressing those used and wet red lips. My finger practically fell into his hole. It was greeted instantly by warm cream. Cunt looked up at me, his eyes almost a little hopeful. “Mmm, such a nice pussy baby,” I groaned softly, my face inching closer to his so that he could feel my hot breath against his cheek. He whimpered ever so slightly, “Yeah, Daddy?” “Yeah,” I said, evil grin stretching on my face. It was actually the first thing he said to me directly. Considering a couple hours ago, I threatened his life if he didn’t stay still and let us point him with T and then I raped him and almost choked him out, I was surprised to hear him call me Daddy, a sign that he accepted me. It seemed like he forgot all that trauma and now this tender moment was all that mattered. I gently rubbed my finger all over the insides of that pink hole, churning the cum. My fully-clothed but still overheated body pressing against his naked flesh, which was getting cold on the bare concrete. His tiny hands groped at my tattooed muscles, holding onto me like a newborn baby needing protection. I knew he was happy to have me keep him warm, and no matter how fucked up he was, he knew that it comes at a price. I gently kissed him, really tasting him and slurping him slowly with my tongue, then smooching him softly, our lips both wet and sticky. I didn’t bother to check if Faggot was looking, nor did I give a shit. Right now, I was just happy. Happy to welcome Brent into the family, happy to have an extra body to make money from, and happy that I can enjoy myself while an anonymous man pays me to use my other whore. And Cunt was going to make me happy until morning. My dick was rock hard again. “Take these poppers, baby. Huff until you don’t think you can take them anymore, alright cutie? Daddy’s gonna take care of you, but first I need you to take care of Daddy, OK?” “Yes, Daddy.” Whore. Did you already forget that just now I almost crushed your windpipe from choking you, demanded Brent smack you harder, and rammed my raw cock in you as violently as I could all at the same time? He obeyed and poppered up, 4 deep sniffs in each nostril and I had to cap it for him because he was just spinning. Head lolling side to side, eyes unable to focus on me and unfocusing into the distance, blubbering and slurring his words. “Fffr….Fuck me daddy…Please? I..I want…need dick!” he moaned, suddenly looking desperate. I pulled my finger out and glided my cock in, straight to the balls. “Unhh…. Yeah….yeah…,” he moaned, his face lighting up gently with a soft but tired joy. “You gonna be my little Cunt, baby? Let me do what I want with you baby?” I whispered, kissing the nape of his neck as I pumped him slowly but deeply. All the way out to the tip, then all the way back in to the hilt. And then pulsed and try to squeeze in even just a little more to go deeper. Again and again. And again, but this time I punched it in and he yelped with a mixture of pain, pleasure, and surprise. “Daddy..!” “Daddy’s gonna hurt you now, ok baby? Can you let daddy beat your pussy up some more?” “Yes, Daddy. Please beat up my pussy,” he moaned. He looked up at me with baby dog eyes, and fuck!! That’s how Faggot looks at me when we have sex! These dumb sluts adore me, and it’s so cute it just makes me want to rape them with as much force as I can. My dick is long, and when punch fucking, it goes really deep. I lifted his legs onto my shoulders. I’m gonna go REALLY deep. REALLY hard. I began thrusting savagely into Cunt, quickly wiping the look of adoration in his eyes and replacing it with surprised screams as I hit that painful spot all the way at the end of his canal at bullet speed. “AHH! AHH AHHHHH! Ahh—ahhhAHHH!” Each especially hard thrust elicited a cry of pain. I heard Faggot start to moan from behind me too, and the mattress springs squeaking. I guess I woke up the black man who had slowly drifted off with Faggot, and he just started fucking. Faggot had also passed out from exhaustion and suddenly was jerked awake from being penetrated. I took a peek. “FUCK that Faggot. Your time’s up with him at 8AM so hurry up and fuck the shit out of that dumb slut,” I said. Acknowledging me with a grunt, the black man flipped Faggot onto his stomach, pounced on top of him, and just rammed down into him like a pogo stick. Faggot’s blue eyes flickered with a glow of life as the sudden rough sex was euphoric for his used wet hole. After making sure that Faggot was not going to get off easy today, I turned back to Cunt and gave it my all too. The rougher I pounded, the harder he pounded. From just fast pogo stick fucking to really loud smacks as he shoved the entire thing in hard in deep forceful and almost reckless thrusts. The beautiful blond boy underneath him cried out each time the big black dick hit the end of where it could hit. Wherever it was, it hurt. He was jamming his giant tool straight into the soft walls of his rectum any way he could instead of going up inside the natural direction of his hole. Not wanting Faggot’s moans to be louder than Cunt’s, I got competitive and mean. I didn’t think about trying to give it my all, I just fucked animalistically, which is what I do better than anything else I’ve ever tried. Over 10” of hard bone, even if it’s not thick and his hole is stretched, can do a lot of damage when I just let me feral instincts take over. I don’t even realize how hard I’m going until I suddenly look down at Cunt and he has a perpetual pained look on his face and is howling at a rapid staccato in rhythm with my fucking. His noises were a little deeper than Faggot’s, who sounds exactly like a girl when he screams. Together, the room suddenly exploded in sound of boys getting impaled harder than they were ready for. “I’M GONNA CUM! I’M GONNA BREED THAT FUCKING ASS!” the black man cried behind me. He closed his eyes hard and shoved in extra hard a couple times. Faggot SCREAMED. “AHH! TOO DEEP!!! TOO HARD!” he yelled. He’s taken a lot, but I know with that angle and force, there’s no way the john wouldn’t hurt him. He was probably doing it intentionally to him because his cries of pain aroused him and brought him closer to climax. “Take it ARRRGH!” the black man groaned, thrusting it all the way in and then just throbbing in place. He shuddered on top of Faggot, who was still screaming because the hard throbbing deep in his hole was especially painful. And then the cum shot in even deeper. The man quickly got dressed and left, having already paid me when he came in. Hearing Faggot yell “too hard” for the first time in a long time brought out something in me that I didn’t even know was there. I started pounding Cunt against the wall, just slamming my dick into him so hard it hammered him into the wall behind him. Crushed between me and the wall, he just yowled as I tried to fuck him so hard that my cock would hit the wall itself from inside him. “NNNGH! AYYYYY, AGGH AHH IT HURTS!” Cunt cried. “PLEASE! GENTLER! I CAN’T TAKE ANY MORE!” I just ignored him and pretended he didn’t even say anything. I’ve already done so many bad things to this kid that this is just gonna be a drop in the ocean. “PLEASE! AHH! AHH!” he cried. But all I felt was amazing wet fleshy goodness around my dick, and I can’t feel his pain, so I plowed on without mercy. It may have only been a few minutes, but I know to Cunt it probably felt like it was never going to end. Eventually I had another orgasm that rocked my body. We screamed in unison, him from pain, both of us from pleasure. It sent waves of tingles through to my toes and all of a sudden I looked down at the trembling boy underneath me with disgust. Remembering that I kissed the boy before we fucked, I spat on him harshly. “Stupid faggot. Fucking disgusting piece of shit…,” I growled. My dick had softened enough and had lost enough sensitivity so I just ripped it out, crawled over to the mattress, grabbed Faggot and pinned him against me just to have a warm body, and fell asleep with my dick against him, still sticky from Cunt’s nasty creamy hole.

I had my first really hot group bareback scene in a bath house in Rhode Island. We were in the steam room. He had me bent over the tile bench fucking me bare in front of everyone there. Soon a couple hot muscle beefy guys came over.... one was making out with my ex.... got him so worked up. He stepped away... giving his other buddy time to step in between him and I .... the guy he was making out with stopped and ask my ex if his buddy could feel my hole on his bare shaft. The guy asked my ex could he ride me bare. My ex nodded so the stranger started riding me bareback since he obviously felt better t without a rubber so I wasn’t stopping him! The one guy went with my ex to his room to play. He had a couple of his buddies in his room which he booted out of the room so they could play. He told them how he left his bf and this guys’mBF in the steam room taking the other guys bare cock!! All told after the three of them were done, one went back to the room... he starts fooling around with my ex and his buddy .... when another comes back... he leaves three in his room and comes back with another guy... meanwhile his raw buddy was loading my hole. The last two took turns for a bit until they nutted in me . He goes back to tell tmy ex how hot the scene was... he should not have gotten distracted... they all put about 8 loads in me... 5 of them, my ex, and a couple extras as two goes were so horned from the scene they shot in my ass twice! I was online 6-7 weeks later and one of them recognized me. Realized from my photo ass and face, I was the guy they all bred in the baths. He said how hot it was... asked how long I had been poz. I told him I was not poz. This was early 90’s, He said people don’t fuck bare in baths unless they are poz. I went to the clinic to get tested.... my results came back a week later I was still negative. I thought I dodged a bullet. I said I would not ever do something this risky again. It was such a hot scene in my memory, it couldn’t help wanting bareback more. Shortly, after I started letting more random guys fuck me bare. It turned me on because 6-7 loads I took had been poz. I must be immune as It did not get me. I went back to bath houses, video booths, and all the similar places I played before except this time I was playing only bareback. Our buddy, Tom hung out with us and would go to the tubs with me... never fucked me bare. He became good friends with my ex and I. We would play but he’d use a rubber. Until one day, we went to sunbathe at a nude beach. My ex was working so we went the two of us. He was so horny and excited to go to the nude beach. He asked me to give him road head off and on as we drove to the beach. After having blown him for a bit before we got there, my buddy was horny and boned. We spent an hour on the beach with him in various states of being boned. He said he was going for a walk on the beach and then in the dunes. I was not new to the rodeo so I knew guys cruised back there!!! Thinking to myself, how the fucker had left me here so he could play!!! In about 5 minutes, I had packed up my stuff. I grabbed the backpack and towel so I could start walking naked too in the dunes. It took only moments to see my buddy Tom fucking this guy. He asked the guy if he wanted to ride my cock too. Stupid question... of course, the other guy want two of us to fuck him bare. Tom was already barebacking the guys tight hole. We had not brought lube so I asked what he was using. Tom hands me his bottle of #2 sunning oil from HAWAIIAN Tropics. I still remember smelling coconut as I was feeling my freshly oiled cock sliding in the stranger balls deep and bare as I started to fuck his warm fuck hole! Tom and I took turns fucking our new raw playmate. Tom was getting so turned on watching me top, he could not help fucking my ass bare too while I was fucking the other dude. I shot a look back over my shoulder which he immediately responded he would not cum in me. This was too hot not to fuck my bare hole too. Shortly, some guy comes along to tell the bottom his BF was coming looking for him as he had been gone so long. I was so turned on by fucking a stranger with tanning oil. Additional, Tom was fucking me bareback for the first time. All I could was just nut in our raw stranger. We grabbed our backpacks and left the guy dripping my load before his BF showed up to see it happen. It was not late afternoon so the beach started to clear. Tom wanted to beat traffic so he suggested we head home. At this point, we were both aware, he still had not gotten off. Once we were on the highway, He again asked me road head. I enjoyed using the 30 minute drive to get home to tease his cock which had been straining to get off since the morning. My ex was still an hour or maybe more like an hour and half away. I told Tom I wanted to help get him off cause because for the third time, I teased his 8” cut thick cock until we had to stop before he could cum. I stripped naked and dropped to my hands and knees on the carpeted floor in my bedroom. We both still smelled of coconut and saltwater of the beach!! He leans in close to whisper in my ear if I had really enjoyed fucking and breeding in the dunes with him. He says tell me what you liked best? Immediately, I said the Hawaiian Tropics suntan oil being used for lube. It smell great combined with feeling a total stranger sitting on my cock bare. It was enough feeling a stranger’s BF’s naked hole on my cock, but to have him FNALLY sliding his raw poz cock in me too was just too much for me to handle. He grabbed the suntan oil, so we could fuck one more time with JUST suntan oil!!! It sent me over the edge with hi whispering his it’s not good for condoms. In fact, he says the rubbers will just break inside my bare cunt as he pounds my hungry hole like it deserved. I leaned back to his face and lips so I could tell him how I know he hates fucking me with rubbers on!! In fact, since we met, he has been needing to fuck me bare with his raw poz cock. I leaned in even more to whisper how much I knew both of us wanted to no longer pull out as his raw shaft unloaded in bare fuck hole balls deep!!! Tom fucked my ass bare for another hour swapping positions!! He was well aware my bare ass milked his condom free raw shaft. It tempted him so much slamming balls deep in my bare hole, he could not help but slow down inside me. However, We could feel his balls slapping against my bare cunt. This ONLY made us think how his low balls kept slapping against my freshly shave hole. The combination of this feeling would ultimately force him to splatter my insides with his hot poz cum. He started to slow down. He whispered that if he kept going he would quickly blow a huge load in me. In the past, He ALWAYS loved unloading inside even in a rubber!! He knew exploding in a rubber allowed him to save his load for another time. He had made a habit of freezing them. By placing the cum in an ice cube tray , he could use them another time for additional lube for fucking his ass. It had been so fucking hot that the entire day and the memory of the bareback bath house scenes, sent my hunger over the edge. I just started pushing back riding his bare cock. He realized what I was doing was adding more stimulus to his overworked cock/ He asked me if I was trying to get him off. I just moaned Uhuh. He said if I did not stop he would cum And He didn’t have a rubber on. You know that, right? All I could do was moan again and keep riding him. At this point, To, says you want my poz cum in you, don’t you. All I did was moan again!!! With this, I sent him to the top. He said, “Are you sure you really want my poz cum inside you. I rode all the way down his shaft one more time. This time he grabbed my hips, slammed his cock all the way inside me, and blew a huge load of toxic seed deep in my hole. Tom says, “I always knew you wanted me to cum in you since I found out I was poz!” As he collapses inside me, his hard cock is throbbing in me until it subsides moments later. Nearly, 2 months later, I was living in a new country as my work was relocating me for an opportunity within the organization. One of the requirements, the country wanted a battery health tests to understand my health needs now and it the future! Two days after the bloodwork testing was completed, they asked me to come back to the office. I showed up for them to tell me - The first test result I had was positive... they are required by law to test two more times to confirm the original assessment. The second test was negative... the third sample was positive. They called me in because they could not give me the news over the phone.... I was now HIV positive!! I left the office thinking I knew this day was coming. What a relief to finally know. I also knew it was someone I knew and not a random stranger.I walked to the gay bar in the downtown market. I had two close friends who worked as bartenders there. I did not want to go home alone. Instead, I sat on the stool. One friend asks what I wants for a beer. The other friend who was also my roommate knew I was not working for 3 days, so he walks down the length of the bar. He comes back with 3 liquid cocaine shooters for us. I spent the night there. My roomie and I walked towards home after the bar closed!! We did not quite make it as we walk by one of the bathhouses to get home. He says come on in my treat!! I was back to my usual routine in no time.

I will vote for Trump, the Left has gone crazy. I am not impressed with the Republicans currently. I think they have been too weak during these protests, riots and witch hunts. I have little faith in politicians as it is. If they would vote to add term limits for themselves I might regain a shred of respect for them.

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I consider myself very middle of the road. I see good and bad both ways, but do lean more to liberal I believe as conservatives just have nothing much to offer anymore that is good for the vast majority of the country.

I'm not a single issue voter. I'm more concerned about how the government spends my money than I am about them trying to stop me from having gay sex. No law they can pass is going to stop me from having sex with men, but a lot of laws they pass do affect my wallet.

Part 2 I was really high now. I could not focus anymore. It seemed my brains had moved to my ass. This was now the center of my body. I was moaning out loud now, feeling in heaven. My eyes were rolling in the sockets from the pure joy I was feeling. His tongue was going in real deep. It felt so good. I felt so hot and horny now. I had the urge to kiss Dirk and thank him for making me feel so good. Dirk slowly climbed up to me, putting his whole weight on top of me. My chest and face were crushed into the mattress. He was pushing up my hands above my head, and holding them there. Dirk was grinding his fat meat between my buttcheeks, it did feel so good, i was really enjoying his attention, his dick did feel so big on my ass. Dirk started licking my neck, and moved to my ears, when one thing gets me going it is licking my ears, or licking my balls. How do you feel buddy, he purred in my ear, does it feel good? I could only moan, and confirm with a nod, I did feel so happy and content. You like some role play Mike? Did you ever try that? My mind was racing, what was he meaning by role play??? Did he want to play daddy and son as in the movies, or had he other things on his mind. Anything you like Dirk, you make me so horny. I was not to disappoint him, i was ready to please him ans give him anything he want. What can i do to please you Dirk? How can i make you happy. You already make me happy babe , but i want to see you as a real slut in my bed, i want you to feel horny baby, try new things, i will teach you, you trust me Mike, i wil make change you in a sextoy to be enjoyed by many men. Keep still baby i get some things, and we can spice up our game a bit. Dirk came back with a plastic box full with leather gear. Soon he was displaying all the stuff on the bed, most things i did not even know, there where blindfolds, leather cuffs, gaggs with balls, gaggs with dickholes, horsebitts, dogcollars, all kind of stuff. He was picking out a big leather blindfold, and told me it would excite him when i would wear it for him, soon i was blinded with the blindfold, and was he putting on a dogcollar on me and some leather restrains which he clicked together, it did feel a bit akward, moving now. Dirk made me lie down again on the bed and said to relax a bit he had some things to do. It did feel weird not knowing what was going on around me, but i did feel content, my head was still spinning from the juice, but i made nothing out of it. Dirk was talking to me while i could hear him move stuff around the room, it sounded to me like he was replacing some furniture within the room. What I of course could not see was that he was installing several cameras on tripods around the bed, aswell was he going online via zoom, and was he showing off his new dumm victim to his friends. His friends where coming online one by one with the special password he had given to his friends. Dirk nearly did need half an hour to set everything up, with his mobile computercamera, he was showing off the body of the bounded Mike to his computerbuddies. Mike was lightly dozing of into a sleep being alone on the bed blindfolded. He was getting the most amazing dream of being loved by his new lover, and getting happy with their shared home and relation. The reality could been not further from the dream. Dirk was preparing some suprises for his slut to be. First he was mixing some G together with juice for Mike to drink, and some bottles of gattorade then he was preparing a booty bump with tina, and some riggs with tina to enhance the willingness of his slut to be. After an half an hour he was ready to commence the fun, he was signalling the guys online that the fun was starting to begin. Dirk was picking up the juice and moved over to the top of the bed, he noticed that the little slut to be was making moaning noises, and obvious had a hot steamy dream, tome to bring him back to reality, and make him do it in real. Hey Mickey, wakey wakey babe, i have a drink for you babe, you must drink a lot it is going to be a hot night. Drink was pulling up the sleepy Mike and brought the glass of juice to the mouth of Mike, come on babe, drink your juice baby it will make you feel good. The taste of the juice was even more bitter then the one before, must been another bottle. Soon the glass was empty, and Dirk, let Mike lie down again in the bed, he was setting the glass on the night stand and rolled Mike over on his tummy. Dirk was moving next to Mike and was caressing him, and kissing him all over. He was whispering sweet words to Mike and make him feel good again. In the meantime he was watching his computer sceen, and he saw that there must be a least 50 viewers enjoying his show on Zoom. The cameras on the tri-pods where registering all movements from the 4 bedsides, and he was already thinking about the monitoring of the film, and sell copies online on the net. Dirk did move to the back of the bed, and was putting up his back at the wall of the bed, and he was pulling Mike up so that his face was resting up the upper tigh of Dirk . He was caressing the head of Mike with one hand, and he was starting to stroke his cock with his other hand. His fat cock was already oozing a lot of precum of the toughts of the things to come. He was smearing the head of his cock on the face of Mike, his precum was marking the nose of Mike and his upperlips. The little slut did automatically open his mouth, and tried to swallow Dirks dick in one go. Hmmm the little slut is eager to suck my cock. His hot mouth did feel so good around the fat head of his dick. To be continued

Years ago found my younger brother on a hook up site......I messed with him on line for a while......until I finally got him to come clean about being as queer as I am. Recently hired a new sales guy.....and found him on grindr......don't fish off the company pier so never mentioned it.

Chapter III. The music picked up and the few guys standing around wearing clothes started to disrobe, jerking off to the live sex show unfolding before them. Brad was still dressed, and knelt down to my boy’s ass. He spread my boy’s cheeks and sunk in two fingers. My boy’s hole opened up to accept those fingers. Seed started to burble up onto Brad’s fingers. He held them up to my mouth and I sucked them clean. My boy moaned and started fingering his own asshole. “You ever seen this much cum leaking out of his hole before?” I shook my head. “I bet all the tops’ cocks are going to be filthy cummy messes when they pull out of him. How does that make you feel?” “Hot as fuck…” I gasped out seeing stranger’s cum, at least some of it POZ, trailing down my boy’s thighs. Brad stood up and summoned two guys to come forward. I recognized one of them as they bartender who had made our drinks earlier. I thought I was seeing double and then realized that they were twins. They held hands as they walked forward. One of them grabbed my boy’s hips and pulled his black boxer briefs down as a huge dick plopped out. The other guy approached my boy’s mouth and gagged him with his cock. Choking on one dick, the twin’s brother entered my boy and started jackhammering his pussy. I could see white frothy cum being forced out of my boy’s ass and around the base of his dick. He didn’t last long and pulled out, blowing his load on my boy’s ass, then working his seed in as deeply as it would go with some hardcore thrusts.. His brother flipped my boy over and sunk his bare dick into the hole that his twin had just bred. The first twin smacked his cummy dick across my face and nodded to Brad, who had lost his shirt by this time, revealing a tattoo peeking out of his pants on his hip. I shuddered to think it might be a biohazard symbol. Brad guided that cummy dick into my mouth for me to clean off. I wrapped my hands around to his ass and was surprised to find it leaking cum too; I had figured that this alpha stud would have been a top. I sucked my finger clean of some stranger’s cum and the guy leaned down. “My brother and I share everything, even Brad’s dirty cum!” He kissed me and then pushed away and disappeared as I took in the suggestion that Brad was POZ. The other twin took his time, but I knew he was close as he picked up the pace. He didn’t pull out to cum, nor did he go balls deep, pulling out so just the head of his cock was in my boy’s hole. I watched as his balls contracted, spewing seed inside my boy. He pulled out and nodded to Brad, who guided his cummy cock into my mouth, which I dutifully cleaned, swallowing every drop of the mix of several dudes’ cum. Brad smiled in approval as I fingered the other brother’s cummy hole too. With my chin dripping cum, Brad stood me up and pulled my shorts down, leaving me just in my jockstrap. He summoned George who bent me over on the sofa, next to my boy, who was, by this time, taking another raw cock. George started eating my ass as he held my hands behind my back. I turned my head just as the guy fucking my boy started to cum, shooting his cum deep inside. George pulled off of my ass and sucked a mouthful of cum from my boy’s pussy, spitting it into my own hole. Another guy started fucking my boy as George slapped my bare ass with his cock. He put all of his body weight on me, pressing me into the cushions and hissing into my ear. “Here’s what’s gonna happen. I’m gonna breed you, like I bred your boy. You’re gonna take my gift, then Brad’s gonna breed you both. Think you can handle that?” I nodded in approval, letting go of control. George released my hands, and they immediately started spreading my cheeks wide, preparing to take his cock, and his ‘gift’. To be continued…