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Chapter 1: This is my first time writing a story, It is entirely fiction, but is loosely based off of a role-play session with another avid fan of this site. (feel free to skip the next two paragraphs of setup and jump to the good stuff) Hi, My name is Rick, and this is finally got the father-son bonds I didn't know I needed. I used to be a pretty muscular “dreamboat” back in my HS football days (6'3”, dark hair, blue eyes, and a broad muscular farmers frame), which let me get around as much as I wanted, but eventually resulted in a drunken three-way with my “beard” Barb and 9 months later my son Jason was born. we tried to give the domestic life thing a try, but it wasn't for either of us since we needing one or more other guys involved whenever we had sex (she was as much of a bottom slut as I am) and after a few years my second son Matt was born. Pretty sure he wasn't mine, but I was the only one of the 8 guys fucking us that night who could be tracked down afterward (But as he grew, he looked more and more like the “blond viking muscle god” with a 12” UC beercan cock who split his mom and me open the night Matt was conceived, kinda fitting since unlike me, neither of my boys were circumcised.). Around the time my oldest was starting high school, Barb met a rich black gentleman named Mike during another of out group sessions... Great guy, nice 8” cock and and a near insatiable sex drive, which is why I wasn't that surprised when they fell for each other, she divorced me, and they got married... but I was pretty broken up when they took the boys and moved over an hour away because he got an even better job... Barb and Mike made sure to keep me involved in my sons lives, and Mike made sure that none of them wanted for anything, so what kind of asshole would I be to try to break any of that up... which is probably why we drifted apart over time and I haven't even seen any of them in a few years. Cut to now, about a decade later, still single, still somehow neg, and at 45 I don't think I am much to look at these days; short dark hair, a big grizzly beard and a 5.5” cut cock I generously refer to as average... I passed dad bod a while ago and fully embraced the bear scene and the chub belly I had grown shortly after. I finally had saved up about 2 weeks vacation time from work that I had to use before it expired, but no real money to go on much of a trip anywhere, so I decided I would stay home, check with my weed dealer for anything above and beyond his normal “wares”, and take a nice Trip at home... He did not disappoint...a ounce of dank weed, 4 hits of molly, a 10 strip of Cid, and as a bonus (since he didn't want the risk of keeping it), a small bag with a few shards of T. I hadn't candy flipped in years but hadn't done T since before the boys were born... It is one thing I have no tolerance for, and even a little amount had me spun stupid, so it is where Barb had drawn the line. My vacation plans however were all about letting lose and hopefully getting fucked stupid so I while I was originally planning to trip balls and watch youtube. I was eager to see if T still had the same effects all these years later. (plus I had two-weeks, so why not?) My vacation started Friday morning, pretty standard stay-cation stuff... cleaned around the house, Posted a few quick connect ads, “Pressure wash” out my fuck-hole with the sure shot, put out the “good' sex toys... you know, the basics. I only got two different guys to respond to my ads. The first one ghosted and the second was a middle-aged middle eastern dude with an average body and a fairly thin 7” who shot two raw loads in my hole, BUT came and went in under 30 minutes so I was no where near satisfied (but at least I was well lubed). I smoked a few bowls of herb and debated what to do next... a molly and acid candy flip sounded tempting, but I hadn't done T in so long I couldn't resist. I didn't have a pipe for it though and I never could stand needles, so I went with the way I had done it the last time I had it, took one of the smaller pieces, and began working it into my cum filled ass. As it started to burn (forgot how much I liked that) I could feel my pulse quicken and I started breathing heavily and feeling an almost animalistic lust. I looked over at the sex toy collection I had layed out earlier, an assortment of dildos, plugs, and toys ranging from average sized to advanced fisting+ sized (with a few BDSM options in a bag just in case). I grabbed the smaller of my two double dildos (18” length, 6” around) and had worked almost half of it up my hole when it became clear to me that I “NEEDED” to try to find more guys who would fuck me so I went back to looking online for dick. I posted a new quick connect add, this time the chems clearly helping me let lose “Power bottom parTy bear, looking to get my ass fucked, filled, and fisted. BB only, neg and on prep here, w/s friendly”. (I know what I like) I had moved up from the double header to an 8” long 6.5 circ dildo when I got a response to my ad. Instinctively, I went to check the profile before seeing what he had to say... There were no face pics,only two fairly close up pics, one of his ass (muscled, perky, and perfect) and one of his 9” pierced uncut cock (YUM), which was about all I needed to see, but I skimmed the rest of his profile: 25, 6'1” brown hair, blue eyes, 38” waist 185 lbs, muscular (Woo-hoo); I looked down to his interests: BB, D/s, Fisting, sounding, W/S, raunch, role-play, groups, chubs, PNP, etc... (fucking jackpot)... so I eagerly went to read his message, “Hey there sexy daddy; saw your ad, and you sound just like the kind of parTy bottom slut I love, clear your schedule, I want to spend this weekend fucking, fisting, and filling your chempig hole”. My usual skepticism at a guy like that, wanting a weekend like that, with a guy like me was quickly dismissed as I replied with my phone and address before he quickly replied that he would be there in a little over an hour with the instructions “leave the door unlocked, put on a blindfold, and be waiting naked face-down ass-up, ready for his first load” fortunately, I had a relatively small house in the country with no nearby neighbors, so I wasn't worried about anyone seeing me when he opened the door. I smoked another bowl of herb and moved some of they toys to the living room so I would be ready when he got there. I put some W/S gangbang porn on the TV, and was grinding my hole on my hole on my 6” circ. Plug when I got a text from a blocked number “under 5 away, be ready, door unlocked, BLINDFOLD ON”. A rush of excitement washed over me as I threw a blanket over the hardwood floors and got down on it on all fours with my ass pointed towards the door... (plug still in) before I tied a bandanna on as a blindfold, The next few minutes felt like hours, but soon I heard the door open and shut before the sounds of him kicking off his shoes against the door (just like my sons used to) and throwing his clothes on the floor before he slapped the plug in my hole and said (in an obviously fake deep voice) “Aw yeah daddy, I love when a bottom slut is stretched out and ready for this poz monster cock” Between his dick pick, interests, and the chems in my system I hadn't even checked his status... I wasn't an active chaser, but with prep and a lucky history, it wouldn't have been a deal-breaker for me anyway I thought as he spoke again, “slammed in your driveway, we are gonna have some fucking nasty fun slut” I heard the crinkle of plastic before he placed a hand on the plug in my hole and said “Push it out” (still in the fake deep voice). The plug game out with a plop, but was quickly replaced with his face as he dove in and began eating my hungry hole. This kid had an amazing tongue and with how hungrily he was trying to dig deeper into my big hairy bear ass, it was clear he hadn't lied on his profile about being into bears/chubs (FUCK YEAH). He pulled back and said, “mmm, you still have someone elses load in you slut, I love chemwhores like you that come pre-lubed”. He then slid two fingers in and as he began moving them around, I began to feel a burn I recognized from a few hours earlier... he was working more T into my hole! I couldn't stop myself from grinding back against his hand, or letting a low hungry moan as I felt it kicking in... I coughed and was breathing way heavier than before. Whatever he had was was stronger than what I did I thought as I heard “Point two shard in there slut, you are gonna be begging for my toxic loads all night, and plenty more where that came from” FUCK I thought, that is way too much for me I tried to say, but all that came out was a mumbled moan as he worked in the rest of his fingers and began scraping whatever hadn't dissolved yet against my prostate. I could feel my eyes roll back in my head as my ass hungrily tried to suck his hand into me. I don't think my hole has ever been this hungry. I wanted to beg for more but all I could manage was grunts and moans. He pulled his hand out after a few minutes (still way too soon) but I soon felt the head of his cock pressing against my stretched hungry hole. His dick looked big in his profile pic, and if he hadn't just had his hand in me, there is no way I would have been ready for the beercan thick cock he was slowly pushing into my hungry tweaked out manpussy, I felt what I thought was his PA until it started burning again and I felt another wave of hunger as he pushed in and ground his bush against my stretched out hole, leaned forward and said “Fuck you feel good daddy, I put a little more T under my foreskin because I want to make sure I scratch us both up and breed you good daddy” I moaned in agreement, I had given up on being on all fours at this point and had my face pressed to the floor as he began to pick up the pace. He went from slowly working whole 9 inches of his baseball bat dick all the way out till only his piercing was still in my hole before plunging the entire length back in one quick thrust, each time trying to hit another spot inside me. When he was confident he had gotten my hole ready, he began began to full on “hate fuck” my hole with enough force that he was actually pushing my big assed-chub/bear self across the floor. “You want my toxic load slut” he grunted “God yes sit, I replied” “Beg for it” he demanded “Please breed me sir, I need your strain, I want you to fill me with your poz cum so bad” (I may not have been a chaser, but I knew the lingo and have been around enough to know what he wanted to hear) He leaned in and wrapped his muscular arms around me as his pounding of my hungry hole took a more frantic pace, occasionally slapping my ass while letting out a “fuck yeah” each time dropping more and more of the “fake deep tone” from his voice, before hugged me close against him, and pulled my head back meet his to begin giving me deep (and hungry) kisses as his fucking slowed back down to pulling out slowly and then thrusting all the way back in as hard as he could until the thrust when he shoved as deep as he could, grinding his bush against my stretched hole as if he were trying to climb inside me before as he broke our kiss and let out a loud guttural yell as I felt his dick pulse and fill me with that hot wet familiar feeling I love. I was still flying and couldn't help but continue slowly fuck myself against his as the he stayed there, his sweaty muscular body grinding against mine. Instead of pulling out like I was expecting, he kept it lodged in my hole and began to let out a low moan as I felt a new warm feeling filling me even more before he said “aw yeah dad, take my slampiss”. this time without the fake deep voice... this time in a voice I recognized despite foggy mental state. he sounded just like my oldest boy Jason, I was still so spun I couldn't be sure, and the hot chempiss now filling my hole wasn't helping. All I could think of is how amazing this hung stud felt pressed against me and how I didn't want him to ever pull out of my hole... so of course he did. Before I could say anything to protest he flipped me over onto my back (damn he was strong) lifted my legs and shoved his dick back into my hole in one smooth motion. A lot of the chempiss he had just filled me with squirted out around his cock as he pushed back into my battered ass, getting it over both of us as he slowly began long-dicking me as it pooled around us. I couldn't think of anything other than how good his monster cock felt in me and how I didn't want it to stop. (damn his chempiss was strong) I couldn't control myself as I mumbled out, “please don't stop fucking me” “don't worry slut, I own this ass now and I am not gonna stop fucking you till we both drop” he replied. This time I knew I recognized the voice... he sounded exactly like my son Jason! I had to be sure so I tried to pull back my blindfold...he grabbed my hand to stop me at first, but then slowly pulled off the bandana as he kept fucking this mix of his poz cum and slampig chempiss out of my hole, the sloppy wet slapping the only other sound as my eyes began adjusting to finally see the man who was making my hole feel so good. I couldn't believe it, this had to be a hallucination. But as I looked up, I saw the face of my oldest son, Jason. I hadn't seen him in a long time, but I know my sons face. I knew he had a football player build the last time I seen him years ago, but even with the the sweaty muscular adonis he had become, I recognized my boy. I should have pulled away, I should have freaked out, I knew this was wrong, but my tina addled brain could only focus on how amazing the tree trunk he still had lodged in me felt. We both froze, staring into each others eyes with a mix of fear and lust but clearly neither of us wanting this feeling to stop. I continued breathing heavily and looking up my son as the sweat dripped from his nose. Without even thinking, my ass began to slowly move against him again. The fear faded from his face and he teared up a bit and let out muffled sniffle before saying, “I fucking love you dad” and lunching forward to begin frantically shoving his tongue into my mouth. Any thoughts of “wrong” vanished as I returned his intense kisses. Our tongues battling to try to taste more of the other, the clear lust and longing taking over as his thrusts began picking up again. Within minutes it was clear he was getting close to cumming again as he pulled back and his body tensed. His muscles glistening as he yelled out “FUCK YEAH DAD! I'm knocking up your hot fag pussy with my poz cock” He thrust in deep and held it there again, my wet sloppy ass spasming around his wrist thick cock as he pumped load after load of his venom deep inside me...before I could try to actually think about the implications of what he was saying, he leaned in and began kissing me again. He broke our lip long long enough to look me square in the eyes as he said, “I love you Dad” “I love you too Jason” I said before hugging him against me as tight as I could To Be Continued? (I have ideas)

Part Fifteen I came downstairs and was almost tackled by Sammy. “Did you do it? Did you?” I gave him a grin as I tossed him my phone, “See for yourself.” He watched the video with his mouth, one hand on the screen, the other over his crotch as he watched me fuck his older brother. I grabbed a beer and sat down on the couch. I wasn't all that surprised to find Eli on his hands and knees getting fucked by one of the guys. It looked like the girls had gone which meant the rest of the night was going to be a lot more of this. Sammy plopped down next to me, “So can I go fuck him now?” I took the phone from him, “What? No! Not yet.” “Why not?” he whined, his desire to mount his older brother was tangible. “Because this isn't broken,” I said to him holding up the phone, “That is drugged. Right now he is going to sleep on it, dream about it, let it sink in. In a little bit I'll go give him a booster shot so he is zonked out again and we'll start all over.” “When do I get a shot at him?” The fact he sounded like a kid while arguing to rape his own brother made me laugh, “Probably not until tomorrow, but the next part is in public. So you can watch as long as you're out of his eyeline.” “Public?” I nodded as I finished my beer, “I'm gonna bring him down here and introduce him to the guys. Which reminds me,” I raised my voice and called out, “Ease off him, I need you guys ready in about an hour.” Chad, who had been fucking Eli nodded and a couple of the other ones moaned in disappointment. “Trust me, you're going to be fucking tonight, just not Eli.” Eli looked up at me, “But who's going to fuck me?” I nudged Sammy, “When I bring John down fuck your brother, it will keep you both from being tempted.” Sammy nodded but I could tell he wanted more, a lot more. I leaned over, “You wanna watch the whole video?” I asked, passing my phone over. He grabbed it and started the video from the start as I went and found some food. About an hour later I went back up to my room and found him still asleep. Man he was massive. All toned muscle, just a beefy fucking stud. Even soft his cock was obscene, just laying there like a slumbering python, ready to strike. If he had any charisma he would have been a fucking model, but like most guys that looked like this all he counted on his his muscles and never found the reason to gain a personality. Which is what made Sammy so dangerous. That kid could just stand on a street corner with no shirt on and people would throw money at him, the fact he was charming and funny and smart...well he was basically the devil as a teenager. I prepared another 50 cc and injected John, who barely stirred from the prick. I undid his cuffs, prepped him for what came next and then moved onto the bed with him. What Sammy didn't understand was that this part wasn't about control or power. This stage was all about conditioning. In this drugged state John wasn't going to remember much of what happened, not consciously. What I needed to do was set up a pattern a repetition that was going to be ingrained into him on a subconscious level. I already set up the start, now I needed to reinforce it. I leaned in and kissed him and was rewarded with him kissing me back. This went on for a while, our tongues fighting in his mouth as he moaned under me. He had no idea who he was kissing but with the drugs in his system he didn't care. All he knew was that it felt good and he wanted more. And I was going to give him more. I pulled back, his mouth still looking for mine, “Thirsty?” I asked. His eyes opened when he heard a guy's voice. You could see he was freaked out but too stoned to actually do anything about it. He nodded and I reached over and grabbed a bottle of water. He downed the bottle in one gulp, I had taken enough THC in my life to know how bad cottonmouth was after a serious dose. Once he was done he wiped his mouth and handed me the bottle back. I tossed it to the ground and moved into kiss him again. He pulled back slightly, which was expected, after all, he aware enough to know that he wasn't into guys. I smiled and grabbed his nipples, which cause him to moan in response, his eyes closed as he relished the sensation. On that much THC just feeling the carpet with your hands could turn you on, having an erogenous zone like your nipples played with was like hot wiring your dick. I made sure not to twist them too hard, just enough to turn him on. “You like that?” He nodded aimlessly, no longer paying any attention to his surroundings. That meant the X I had slipped into his water was taking effect too. I leaned in and kissed him again, this time there was no hesitation, no pause, he just started to make out with me like we were in the back seat of his truck in a drive in. His cock started to get hard, which was what I had been waiting for. I needed to keep this stud on the edge of horniness along with being just fucked up enough not to care how was making him hard. I sat up, “Hey you hungry?” He looked up at me confused of why the kissing had stopped. “You want some food?” He smiled and nodded, man he was wasted. I stood up and held my hand out, “Let's go find some pizza.” He took my hand and stumbled to his feet, dear god he was huge. If he fell there was no way I could stop this wall of muscle from going over. I put his arm around my shoulder and helped him out of my room. Either he hadn't noticed or didn't care he was buck naked cause he didn't hesitate when I walked him downstairs into the living room, where the guys were still playing COD on the TV. “Hey guys, you remember John right?” They looked over and gave him a nod, I saw more than one of them look his naked body up and down in hunger, knowing he was about to be served up. “Here John,” I said plopping him on the huge over sized couch, “Let's me find us some food.” He gave me a wobbly thumbs up and a dopey smile. God this was going to be good. I threw a couple of slices on a plate and walked them over to him. He was staring down at his own crotch confused. “Where are my clothes?” he asked with a chuckle. “You took them off,”I answered making him take the plate, “Remember, you had your condition?” He took the plate and looked up baffled, “Condition?” I leaned closer and whispered, “Your itchy ass?” His eyes got wide and he looked around nervously. “Don't worry man, the guys are cool, they've had it too.” He seemed unconvinced but started eating the pizza. I walked away and pretended to watch the game, when in fact my eyes never left John. I reached into my pocket and turned the vibrator I had put back in his ass on. It was at the lowest level but the effect was immediate. John froze in place, his eyes wide. He began to shake his head as he put the plate down. He was talking to himself and I let him stew there for awhile. I turned it up a notch and he let out a noise, I looked over at him, “You ok bud?” He shook his head in a panic and gestured for me to come over there. I took my time, relishing the fear on his face as I walked up to him, “What's up?” He whispered, “It's happening again!” “What is?” He looked around and then said, “My ass, it's happening again!!” “Uh oh,” I said, feigning concern, “That's not good.” “No....” he whined, his drugged out brain not able to process what was happening. I turned it up another notch and he let out a small groan as he tried to cross his legs. He was getting hard. “Shit, is it bad?” He nodded, his eyes wide. “Want me to help again?” He looked around in panic at the guys, “Not here...” I looked back at them, “Them? Dude, don't sweat it man, They're bros, we've all been there.” “Let's go back to your room,” he pleaded. “Nonsense,” I said looking over to the guys, “Hey guys, tell John it's normal to have an itchy asshole.” Josh looked over, “Shit man, happens all the time, ain't no thing.” Chad piped in, “Yeah man, don't stress it. It happening now?” John looked at me, begging me to take him upstairs but I just looked at him, “Come on man, you can trust them. Seriously, they can help.” “Help?” he asked out loud. Chad got up, “Yeah man, we always help each other out. It's a bro thing.” John watched as Chad walked over to him, he was wearing a pair of faded jean shorts with the top button undone, his shaved pubes sticking out of the zipper. From the bulge to the side it was obvious, Chad was not lacking in the cock department. He wasn't a Parker, but then who was. “How bad is it?” he said, kneeling down on the couch next to John. “I-it's...it's ok...” I turned it up again and John jumped and fought back a whimper. “Ok man, ok,” Chad said quickly, “You need something to distract you.” John was just sitting there, his hips twitching as he unconsciously tried to get more than just a little plastic tube up his ass. “Here,” Chad said urgently. John looked over to him and saw Chad's cock was out. “Here, hurry!” John didn't move, confused to how Chad's dick and his ass had anything in common. I cranked it up another notch and John closed his eyes and moaned, and Chad shoved his cock into the jock's mouth. As soon as Chad's dick slipped past John's lips I turned it down a notch. When John tried to push Chad off of him I cranked it back up and he froze. “Trust me man, it helps,” Chad assured him. John slipped another inch of the cock into his mouth and I turned the vibrator down a click. Another inch and another click, until John had the whole dick in his mouth. “Work it man,” Chad told him, “Focus on it.” John didn't do anything so I turned it back up and quickly John began servicing Chad's cock in earnest. It was a hell of a site to see John Parker work another guy's cock for all he was worth. Chad moved closer until his pubes were hitting John's nose and the bigger man was choking on cock. The other guys had abandoned the game and were waking towards the couch, like wild animals smelling a fresh kill. Paul got on the other side of John and pulled his cock out as well. I turned the vibrator up and John began to panic. I nodded at Paul who said, “Here dude, try mine.” John didn't even hesitate as he slipped Chad's cock out of his mouth and swallowed Paul's in a gulp. “Yeah, use your tongue more,” he commanded and from the smile in his face, John had complied. Josh got down on his knees and was eye level with John's massive pole, which was quivering from all the sensations coming from John's formerly virgin ass. Josh didn't say a word, he just went to servicing John's cock as he had Sammy's. I knew Josh liked to be controlled but I had no idea what a size queen he was. Between Josh's mouth and the vibrator, John was in a state of sexual bliss. He slurped on the two cocks, taking turns between the guys like a champ as John did his level best to take as much of that monster as he could. It was a hell of a sight. I watched for a good ten minutes, making sure that John was good and horned and that all the drugs in his system were working before moving to the real phase. I turned up the vibrator again and John practically screamed around Chad's cock as his hips came off the couch. “Still bad?” I asked. John spat out Chad's cock and nodded, “Soooo bad.....” “You want me to help?” He nodded slowly. “Move Josh,” I said as I knelt down. Josh scrambled out of the way, his hard cock bobbing in front of him. “Lemme see what I can do, keep him distracted guys.” Chad grabbed John's head and turned it back to his cock. John meekly opened his mouth and allowed Chad to start mouthfucking him willingly. I licked the underside of John's balls and moved lower towards his hungry hole. I pulled his legs forward and pushed him up some so I had better access, this allowed Chad to actually stand up over John's face and feed the alpha jock his entire length in one dip. John choked at first but Chad held his head still, forcing the bigger guy to take his whole length at once. I began to lick around John's ass, eliciting moans from him. His tiny, little jock hole winked at me, begging me in morse code to shove my cock into it and never stop pounding it. I pulled the vibrator out in one movement, which caused John to moan again, I quickly replaced it with two fingers. I jammed them up his ass, my fingertips looking for this already overworked prostate. His whole ass clenched when I brushed over it and I smiled as he let me know I'd struck gold again. I began to jam them in and out, abusing his boy button for almost a minute straight with no relief. His cock was swollen and leaking precum like it was a busted faucet. His moans had become screams had become pleas until finally he spit the cock out of his mouth and bellowed, “FUCK MAKE IT STOP!” I stopped fingerfucking him and locked eyes with him, “You want me to try to scratch it like earlier?” He seemed embarrassed for a moment. Chad leaned in close to him, “It's cool man, we've all been there. We're bros...we'll help you out.” John looked at Chad and you could see the gratitude in his face. “You want us to help?” he asked and John nodded. Chad leaned in and kissed him as John responded passionately. I pulled my shorts off and coated my cock in lube, “Ok John, here we go.” He broke free of the kiss and looked down at me. “Grab your knees and pull them back,” I said, knowing this would be the make of break moment. Slowly, this fucking linebacker jock reached down, grabbed the back of his knees and pulled them back, exposing his weeping little hole, all but begging me to fuck him. I pressed my cockhead to his hole, “Someone distract him.” Paul waved his dick in front of John and damned if he didn't open his mouth like a good little slut. I pushed into him as Paul grabbed the back of his head and pushed him down on his cock. It was happening, me and the guys had the hottest football player at A&M on our couch, servicing us like he was a fucking common whore. He held his legs apart as I began to really slam into him, making this little piggy squeal every time I bottomed out in him. I wasn't gentle and I wasn't slow, I hit this motherfucker as hard as I could, rearranging his guts with my cock without a hint of mercy. Abut seven slams into it he pulled away and let out a loud, “OH FUCK!!!” as I hit him again and again. Chad grabbed a hunk of his hair and said, “Get back to work cunt.” John's mouth was already open as Chad pushed it down on his dick. I leaned in, making sure he felt every, single inch of my thick cock up in him, working his ass, teaching it what he wanted, what he needed. He walked in this house a fucking alpha jock, pussy magnet, and he was going to walk out our personal cum slut. I fucked him until my cock was getting raw and looked at Chad, “You ready?” He smiled and pulled his cock out of John's mouth, “Lay on our back,” he ordered, pushing John down onto the couch. John laid back his legs up. Chad moved between them, “I like to look at my bitches when they get fucked.” He crammed his cock into John's hole and John let out a long moan as Chad began to work him. “Get this cunt to shut up,” he ordered and Paul moved over towards John's head and just held his cock out. Like a trained pet, John leaned over and took the cock into his mouth and began to service him as if he was born to. It was fucking hot to watch the guys work him over like this. I looked over by the kitchen and Sammy and Eli were there, both of them furiously stroking their cocks as they watched their older brother get gang banged. Chad had John almost folded in half as he kept pistoning in and out of John's abused hole. John's cock had not gotten soft, if anything it looked closer to popping than it had earlier. It's massive head was an angry purple and there were streams of precum traveling down it's veiny length. “Let's rotate out,” I said and Chad pulled his cock out. John actually looked distressed as his hole was suddenly empty. Paul got up, “Get on the floor,” he snapped. John fell off the couch and the guys moved him up to all fours. Paul wasted no time mounting the stud, knocking the breath out of John as he began to thrust into him with wild abandonment. Josh moved over to the front and once again, all he had to do was present his cock and John willingly began to suck on it, no instruction needed. This was hot, but I wanted more. “Keep him busy,” I said to Josh. He nodded and grabbed both sides of John's head, making him service every inch of his cock. I grabbed Sammy's hand, “Come on.” He went along with me as I pulled him over towards Paul, “He's going to play through.” Paul reluctantly slid his cock out of John's ass, eliciting another moan of disappointment from John. “No talking, no sounds,” I said grabbing Sammy's massive tool and lining it up to his brother's now wrecked hole. Sammy nodded as I pressed his head into his older brother, both of them letting out a throaty moan. John had been fucked well, but none of the cock's were even close to his little brother's. Sammy pressed forward, his fucking monster stretching his brother's hole further than it had ever been. John's mouth fell of of Josh's cock as he started to pant. Sammy just kept pushing in, not slowing a bit. “Fuck...oh fuck....JESUS!!” John wailed, “Your cock....fuck....fuckfuckfuck....” Sammy pushed thee last inches of his cock into his older brother and John collapsed to his elbows. He could no longer hold himself up as Sammy began to rock his cock back and forth into him, Every time Sammy's pubes slapped his older brother's ass John let out a grunt and a small whimper after. I had expected Sammy to just pound his brother to death but instead he was slowly milking his cock in and out of John's ass, making the older boy feel every single inch. One the sixth stroke in John jerked and let out a whine and Sammy stopped. He slowly backed up and again John reacted. An evil grin spread across the high schooler's face as he realized exactly where his older brother's boybutton was. Now Sammy began to push harder, adjusting his hips each time so that his fucking massive cockhead punched John's prostate dead on. The first few times John's head flew back, the sounds coming from him were part pain and part pleasure. But as Sammy began to really unload John's sounds changed from arrghhh to oohhhh....to finally....more. Sammy smile and began to fuck his brother harder as John began to push back. “Harder...fuck...harder....” John begged. Sammy grabbed his brother's hips and began to really grudge fuck him. John held on for dear life as his little brother's cock took him from pain to discomfort to absolute bliss in a matter of minutes. John propped himself up to his hands again so he could push back harder onto Sammy's cock. The sweat flying from his face as he begged his little brother to fuck him harder. “More...more....fuck me harder....harder...” he pleaded. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes I wouldn't have believed it. I had broken alpha studs before, stripped of them of their bravado and left them a begging, sniveling mess of a slut. I had completely shattered their egos and made them serve me before. I had done all of that and more. But I had never taken a fucking alpha top like John and made him a power bottom, screaming for more and more cock at the top of his lungs. John didn't know where he was, who was around him, nothing. All he knew was his little brother's fat, nine and half inches up his ass and the fact he never wanted it to end. But of course it had to. John began to pant he was close and Sammy doubled down on his thrusts, making John let out a cry as he realized he was never in control of this fuck. He had never been a part of this with Sammy, instead he realized he was nothing more than a hole to this huge cock and he was seconds away from being a cumdump for whoever had been fucking him. As John shot load after load over his tight abs, part of him realized, from now on that was exactly how he wanted it. John groaned as he came everywhere, he collapsed onto the floor, his breath ragged and uneven. Sammy pulled out and moved to John's face. I tried to stop him but he put his hands over John's eyes and pulled his head back, making his mouth open. And he groaned as he shot his load into his older brother's mouth, making John eat every drop of cum that came from his elephant cock. I was surprised as anyone to see John's tongue dart out to catch every drop he could feel, even pausing to lick his own lips to get more of his little brother's cum. Sammy let go of his head and John collapsed into the carpet, already passed out. He looked up and saw all of us stroking our own cocks, each one of us close to blowing our load over what we had just seen. Sammy looked at me and winked, and my cock exploded, images of him riding his older brother etched into my brain like after images f looking at the sun. That was this kid was like, looking at the sun too long. And I was slowly going blind.

This is a (mostly) true story of how my fantasy became a reality. Part 1 I’m 5’9”, 145 lbs, and blonde with bright blue eyes. My twink body is covered in hair and usually had a bit of musk from running or working out - just the way a man should smell. For the past year is fantasized and watched poz porn, but never thought I’d do it because of what I thought would be the repercussions. I was visiting my buddy in Kansas City on a hot weekend in August this summer. We visited a couple of gay bars but they were too packed with people and catching COVID made us both too nervous to stay out long. Little did I know I’d be catching something even stronger that night. We picked up some beer and went back to his place but being in a big city had me really turned on - I always love sampling the new guys when I visit a city. It wasn’t long before I was on Grindr with the name “All loads 👌🏼“ and a picture of my muscular stomach. Pretty soon the messages started rollin in and I lined up a couple hookups back to back. I told my buddy I was going to meet up with some other friends and hopped in my car to the first hookup. As I drove up, I looked at the pics he had sent over - every one showed a huge black cock and muscular, oddly veiny stomach. I thought nothing of it and, as I pulled up my heart began to race. This apartment building looked like a giant trap house and I knew nothing could would come of it. I opened Grindr again in my car and teased my hole until I thought “Fuck it, I need that dick’s cum inside me.” I took a deep breath and walked inside, up three flights of stairs, past busted out doors and ripped up carpets. My heart sped as I got to the apartment number and heard moaning on the other side. Without knocking, I walked into see a thick muscular black guy and his buddy sitting in the couch naked, both stroking giant cocks and watching some TIM porn. I immediately slid off my shorts (I wasn’t wearing underwear) and got in front of them to lube up their cocks with my throat. While I was sucking the guy that hit me up on Grindr, he pushed my head all the way down his cock and held it there. His buddy got up and started eating my hole out, sucking my loose hole into his mouth and around his younger. Suddenly he switched and shoved his rock hard cock into my ass without letting me suck him off. He immediately went to town and the pain was excruciating but soon my ass was wet and I breathed through the pain to relax my hole. He let out a chuckle and nudged his buddy whose cock was still fucking the back of my throat to look at something but didn’t say anything else. “You fucking slut - you’re little faggot hole opened right up for me didnt it” he said as he kept fucking me harder. Soon I felt his body start to tense and without warning he yelled out “Take my fucking kids you little slut.” He so Ed his cock all the way in and we both moaned as the Grindr guy pulled my face up to kiss him and look in my eyes. He slid out of me and they switched positions, but I noticed that his cock had cum mixed with what looked like blood fed around the base. He noticed my look and laughed then said, “Yeah I got your ass nice and opened up in every way for my boy here. Don’t worry, he’ll make sure you get loaded good”...

Part 21 - Journey Into Discovery Over the next couple of months and in to summer the start of summer Carrington came over once a month, ever hopeful that Charlie would be there. In truth he had all but given up since Charlie was away on another tour of duty for 4 months so he hadn't seen him since they first met. Word had got back that his relationship with Serena was over and how he now stuck his head firmly in his naval career looking at the options again of moving to Australia. Instead of dwelling on what might have been Carrington got heavily involved with the move of head office functions back to the UK and specifically enjoying the weekends he spent with Conrad and Harry tied up in bed. Simon went up to London several more times until Sean went off filming back in San Francisco. Their dating seemed to be going well and Simon was planning on going to visit Sean for a few days, the trip seen by Simon as a deciding factor if he wanted to take things further. He knew it would mean having a conversation with Sean and for him to sacrifice his porn career. Simon had just finished in the gym and wandered out on to the pool terrace, it was a nice sunny day and he found Conrad sitting down tending one of the flower pots by the pool looking deep in thought and not paying much attention to the job in hand. Simon walked over and sat down next to Conrad. "Penny for your thoughts" Simon said distracting Conrad. Conrad looked at him "Am I making a mess of things?" he asked in a very confusing manner. Simon smiled "I think the plant will survive" he said pushing it upright. Conrad looked at the plant "No, Harry and me" he corrected himself looking a little down. "Do you love him?" Simon asked getting straight to the point. Conrad nodded. "And Harry, does he love you?" Simon asked but he already knew he did. Conrad gave a little smile "Yes, scares me how much. Are we blindsided by our love?". Simon glanced at him "You are not making any sense Conrad" he replied. "Dexter, you know he does things to us neither of us can do to each other" Conrad said sighing. Simon laughed "Doesn't mean you love each other less. Adding something different is good". "I suppose" Conrad said putting the bag of soil down. "I miss him Simon, more than ever". Conrad broke down in to tears looking at the tattoo on his wrist "Still hurts" he stammered. Simon held him tight holding back his own tears "It will get easier Conrad I promise" he said. Simon looked at him "He was such an influence on you and your life of course you will miss him". They sat for several minutes until Conrad calmed down "I try to hold it back" Conrad said sniffing. "Shall we go and see him, have a good cry and let it out?" Simon suggested. Conrad nodded. For almost two hours they sat on the grass by his grave until Conrad was dry of any tears and more angry with Jack than sad for leaving him. It was time Conrad needed, a day of reckoning and really being able to grieve properly and coming to terms with the full extent of how Jack had helped shape his life. He felt a whole let better and a feeling that he could see past the void Jack had left, everything he did he would assume was on Jack's approval and maybe it was that that held him back slightly and letting go to be himself. Conrad laid down next to Jack looking at Simon "I want to marry Harry" he said confidently. Simon stroked Conrad's head "You have to ask him first" he said chuckling. "Is it wrong of me to want to still have sex with Dexter and Carrington though?" Conrad asked. "No as long as Harry and you agree that is what you want, never loose sight of who you love" Simon advised. Conrad sat up "You know Dexter got a positive test result last week" he said. Simon nodded "Yes, Adam told me and he is not impressed" he replied, "does he suspect me?" he asked. "I don't think so. I feel sorry for him, he hasn't got the support I had" Conrad said sadly. "I know, Adam wants Moham and I to give him a job" Simon admitted watching Conrad. "I will speak to Carrington" Simon said standing up. "We need to sort Harry out as well". "Harry?" Conrad asked looking confused. "In what way?". "A job he is lined up for at IntecSolutions down the road in Alton" Simon said watching Conrad smile. "Really?" Conrad asked excitedly, "I really miss him and want to live with him at the house". Simon stopped walking "Well you could, but I thought the manor was home to you now" he said. "Seriously you want Harry and I running around the place?" Conrad looked surprised answering him. Simon shrugged "You already do Conrad, I think of you as family having known you so long". Conrad chuckled "You are a dirty old man" he said grinning, "one that I love in my own way". "Cheeky git" Simon replied punching him lightly. Conrad touched Simon's arm "Can we sleep together tonight?" he asked sheepishly. Simon laughed "Like you need to ask me that, I am quite randy at the moment". "No change there then" Conrad replied swiftly giggling and ducking. Simon smiled "Think about it Conrad, the manor wouldn't be the same without you there". Conrad smiled taking Simon's hand "As long as Harry agrees" he said happily. "So are you going to tell me what is going on with you?" Conrad suddenly asked him. Simon smirked "No idea what you mean" he replied trying not look at Conrad. Conrad coughed "Sean" then coughed again and laughed. "How did you know?" Simon asked surprised he knew. "Saw him at the hotel after we had tea with you" Conrad explained. Simon shook his head laughing "Well it is early days and he is quite serious about me". "And you?" Conrad asked stopping, "has someone finally got inside your cold heart?" he chuckled. "Sort of" Simon replied looking at him. Conrad could see the glimmer of a twinkle in his eye. "Does he know anything about you?" Conrad asked taking Simon's hand. "No" Simon replied, "He doesn't even know I own the manor, he never asks intrusive questions". Conrad smirked "Someone is falling in love" he said over and over annoying Simon. The weekend was the weirdest but happiest in a very long time with Adam and Harry down at the manor as usual to see Conrad and Jamal. Moham joined them for dinner that Friday evening where it was announced that Adam and Harry were joining IntecSolutions to oversee and manage the head office. Simon handed over the keys of number 9 to Adam as his signing up bonus. Harry making everyone laugh holding his hand out asking where his house was. "Sorry Harry I could only get the one house" Simon said winking at him. Harry turned to Conrad "So does that mean you and I live together then in your house?" he asked. "No" Conrad replied shaking his head, "Here" he said waving his hand in the air. Harry looked at him then Simon "What in the manor?" he asked sounding surprised. Conrad nodded. Harry shrugged "Suppose I can manage that" he replied secretly very happy. "We can always move to the house if you want to" Conrad added unable to judge what Harry thought. Harry grabbed Conrad's hand under the table and whispered "Marry me". Conrad looked up around the table holding Harry's hand tighter "I was going to ask you" he said. "You was?" Harry replied grinning, "I need to be with you Conrad". Conrad smiled "You know I will" he said kissing him, "I couldn't marry anyone else". Harry grinned "What about the others?" he asked quietly. "What telling them?" Conrad replied in his hushed husky voice. Harry shook his head "No silly" he chuckled, "I mean Dex and Carrington do you still... you know". "Oh that" Conrad said smiling "If you are happy to so am I" he replied. Harry nodded. He didn't know why but Conrad felt a little relieved with Harry bringing up the subject, he couldn't love his Harry more than he did right now. They had come a long way since Harry first offered to help Conrad on the street in London then ended up punching him. It was like Harry could read his mind when he turned back to Conrad pulling him close then kissing him. "By the way I haven't forgotten that you punched me" Harry said kissing him harder. Conrad giggled through their kiss pushing him off "So what!" he replied. Harry smirked and kissed him again "I have borrowed the restraints from Simon" he winked. Conrad rolled his eyes pulling Harry's hand to his cock "Already hard" Harry said rubbing it. "Not at the dinner table!" Simon's voice boomed out at Harry and Conrad smiling. Around the table Adam and Jamal were deep in conversation trying to persuade Jamal to move in with him. There was a definite hesitancy in his voice turning him down, it was nothing to do with having fallen in love with Adam but more so that his parents house was only a few doors down and he hadn't even told them about Adam or that he was gay. His parents assumed it was his focusing on the gardening job and friendship with Conrad why he spent so much time away from the house. Jamal kept firing excuses back and Adam relented suggesting they talk about it on Saturday rather than spoil dinner. As dusk was approaching Moham left to go back to his family in Surrey and the short helicopter ride. Conrad giggled laying naked on the bed his hands restrained with Harry kneeling between his legs, Harry ran his hands along Conrad's legs moving them closer to his cock and balls. Teasing and not quite touching but close enough for Conrad to respond with moans when he stopped giggling. He loved the tender way Harry secured him careful not to freak him out and showing a truly loving care for him. Harry leaned over and kissed Conrad's stomach running his tongue slowly and deliberately up along his body. "Love you so much Con" Harry whispered softly, "completely and utterly in love with you". Conrad moaned softly "Need.. oh" he cried lovingly at another kiss "to marry you". Harry stopped and looked in to his eyes "How much do you need to?" he asked. "So much" Conrad said looking deeply back at him, "as soon as we can" he replied. Harry moved his mouth closer to Conrad's tenderly allowing their lips to touch for a moment, the urge in them both overtaking and ending with them kissing madly. Harry's hands frantically pulling Conrad's legs up around his waist pushing his cock in to his lover in a swift painful movement. Conrad let out a noise halfway between a yelp and long moan, rattling the chains restraining his hands. The need to touch Harry was straining his arms and messing with his head in a good way. His mouth latched on to Conrad's, his hips bucking wildly thrusting his cock in and out of Conrad's arse with total devotion. Harry stopped raising his head "I can't" he said looking down at Conrad, "this is wrong". Conrad panicked wondering what was going through his head "What do you mean?" he asked worryingly. "This" Harry said undoing the restraints, "it is not us, I like feeling you respond to me". His hands free to roam again Conrad pulled Harry down, pleasured moans escaping Conrad's lips looking up in to Harry's eyes, his finger touching Harry all over, tickling his arse cheeks with tender circular movements. Harry pushed his hips down hard feeling the body under him respond by arching up ever so slightly. Conrad wrapping his arms around Harry's muscular torso above him, his legs squeezing hard against Harry's waist, jabbing two then three hard thrusts he smiled down at Conrad kissing him, the eyes looking back up at him so full of love. Both feeling the closeness and connection that existed on so many levels, their bodies without question fitted perfectly together. Harry slowed down taking his time and more in to this ever before, with slow sensuality he pleasured his lover in the way that only existed between them. No gimmicks, no toys, just their love and intimacy was everything they needed. Harry kissing Conrad whilst he slowly fucked him, deep and meaningful penetration that lasted for an hour. The silence in the room broken by tiny moans and calling each others name. Edging close to orgasm Harry would stop moving and kiss Conrad's neck who begged him to do it again, over and over he did this before he could no longer hold back. His hips picking up the pace and looking down at Conrad 'I love you Con.. Argh!' he cried putting his face close to Conrad's feeling the rush in his body and the powerful force of the ejaculation spiralling out of control up his shaft. Conrad's head pushed back from the force of Harry's final thrust moaning loudly, his hands quickly moving down and gripping hold of Harry's arse pulling him in deeper 'Harry' he moaned 'oh god Harry I love you...' trailing his voice off half closing his eyes. The cum firing out of Harry's cock flooding Conrad's arse, his own body tingling in a very strange way became so sensitive and for the first time Conrad actually sensed the warmth of Harry's cum pumping in to him. The feeling was so abnormal filling his senses with erotic satisfaction and love. Conrad's body wriggled and he started breathing heavily. Harry instantly knew what this reaction was and wriggled his hips lying flat on Conrad with his stomach rubbing over his cock. Harry's tongue snaked between Conrad's lips kissing him harder and was rewarded with the erratic hand movement of Conrad and the slimy warm patch growing between their bodies. Harry moved his arm around the back of Conrad's neck securing his head close so their mouths were locked together in kissing out the rest of the orgasm. His orgasm was so big having been edging for so long that it took him ages to finally regain a normal condition, panting and still landing kisses on his neck Conrad slowly rolled him over and took charge making love to Harry. Conrad collapsed in Harry's arms stroking his head and looking at each other, half drenched in sweat they just laid there staring at each other smiling until they fell asleep. At breakfast Simon was thrilled to hear Conrad and Harry's news especially as they asked him for permission to marry here at the manor. They wanted to do it quickly and finally managed to settle on a weekend. Conrad set about messaging his parents and Charlie first to ensure they could attend on the date. It also tied in with Carrington's next scheduled trip to the UK Simon pointed out to them, the point being completely missed by Conrad at the time. "What about your honeymoon?" Simon asked putting his cup down and looking at them both. Conrad shrugged having never thought about it. "Your villa?" Harry asked making a suggestion. Simon looked at him "Are you sure?" he questioned, "Not something more exotic or romantic?". Conrad smiled "No, the villa would be perfect if you don't mind" he replied. "Of course not" Simon said chuckling, "I mean it is where Adam got you both together" he said laughing. Catching up with the other guys from their cycle ride around Copenhagen and coming to a stop by the mermaid statue a few hundred meters from the ship, Charlie dismounted his bike and joined the other officers sitting down by the shore waiting for the last few to arrive. It was times like this he missed having Joshua around, he had friendship with the other naval guys on his ship and they were a close knit group. But Joshua had been different, okay so he had a screw loose and not a nice person as it turned out, still they had some amazing times together and always full of fun. It was their last day here before they were setting off back towards Portsmouth patrolling the North Sea for a few weeks. With only a 24 hour stop in Portsmouth they would then be heading out again back up to Copenhagen patrolling the waters with the Danish navy. Charlie had found himself paying more attention when they were out and about when dressed in their uniforms the looks of devouring sexual need of both men and women he had never noticed until now. Come to think of it the only reason half his gang of shipmates wore uniforms was to elicit some sexual responses. Charlie was one never to act on it and this hadn't gone unnoticed by his friends especially since he was the one who attracted most of the leering attention. Almost over Serena but more than ever he found himself annoyed, the years he had put in to their relationship only to be paid back by her cheating still grated on him. He had never really cheated on her though each time he thought of her his head wandered off to Carrington. Dave was chatting to Charlie when he received the text from Conrad and pulled his phone out reading the message and smiling. Dave was five years older than Charlie he had been in the navy for seven years and a Lieutenant, naval through and through and a fine specimen of a man who only had sights on his naval career and reaching captain. Tough but on the same side fair he was one person you didn't disobey and did everything by the book. Charlie reported in to the Sub-Lieutenant who was under Dave in the line of command. "What has made you smile so big this morning?" Dave asked gulping water down. Charlie looked up "My twin brother is getting married sir" he replied putting the phone away. Dave looked at him "Right the one in the picture above your bunk?" he asked. "Yes sir" Charlie replied, "We are identical twins sir". Dave shook his head "Charlie drop the sir we are not on duty, it is Dave". "Sorry, force of habit" Charlie said smiling. "So you gain a sister-in-law, when is the wedding?" Dave asked stumping Charlie for a minute. "Oh... in three weeks time, same weekend we are in Portsmouth" Charlie replied being careful. Dave chuckled "You are going to ask for some leave of duty I guess?" he asked. Charlie shrugged unsure what to do. "How long do you need?" Dave asked. "Couple of days I suppose, my parents will be flying in from Australia" Charlie replied. Dave smiled "That is no good Charlie, you need a few days longer" he suggested. "Really?" Charlie asked looking surprised, "You would allow that?". "I can give you five days" Dave offered, "Fly to Copenhagen to join the ship" he suggested. "Wow thanks, that means a lot" Charlie said unable to thank him enough. Dave laughed "Bloody rookies, always scared to ask anything" he said pushing Charlie over. Charlie laughed and sat up "Stop calling me a rookie" he joked, "I got promoted!". "Yeah thanks to me" Dave reminded him, "You did a good job last tour with the system outage". Charlie shrugged "That is what your training me to do" he said slightly blushing. "So let's see a picture of this bird your twin is marrying then" Dave asked. Charlie sat there twiddling his phone "I am getting a brother-in-law" he said quietly. Dave smiled "Well is he hot?" he asked, "this brother-in-law you are getting?". Charlie was careful not to answer the question "This is him, Harry" he said showing Dave. Dave slowly nodded "Cute and a good body" he said, "and before you ask no I am not" he laughed. Charlie chuckled "Harry is cute I guess, incredibly smart and hopelessly in love with my bro". Dave looked around and leaned in "Is your twin something to do with Joshua?" he asked. Charlie looked seriously "how much do you know?" he asked. Dave put his hand on Charlie's shoulder "I saw the police reports Charlie". "He came back last time I was home, attacked me to get to him" Charlie informed him. "Did he get arrested again?" Dave asked checking again that no one was listening. Charlie shook his head "Harry knows a very influential person, they took him away" he replied. Dave raised an eyebrow, "No one knows where he has gone" Charlie finished off saying. "Probably for the best Charlie" Dave said sympathising. "What about you Charlie?" he asked. "Oh I am okay, shaken up a bit at the time" Charlie replied shaking it off. Dave chuckled "No I mean you are identical twins so how identical are you?" he hinted. Charlie blushed "Between us?" he asked and Dave nodded. "I don't know where I am". Dave nodded "Don't worry I am not going to mount you to find out" he said laughing. "You better not" Charlie laughed thinking about Carrington, "I came close once". Dave chuckled "Close to what sleeping with a man?" he asked. Charlie nodded. "Yeah, in fact it was the night Joshua attacked me, we did sleep in the same bed" Charlie said. Dave laughed "That was more than close then" he replied. "And?" he asked. Charlie let out a depressing sigh "I was so nearly seduced by him, fucking American" he said. Dave laughed again shaking his head. "Not funny he nearly got me" Charlie said giggling. "I sense you have more to discover than just memories" Dave said quietly patting his leg. Charlie lowered his head "He told me he was going to marry me, written in the stars all that shit". Dave chuckled "How the universe works is mystery Charlie, sometimes you just now" he said. Charlie looked at him "That is kind of what he said" he replied, "Lunatics the lot of you". Dave laughed "Usually us type of lunatics are right" he said smiling at Charlie. "Leave it with me Charlie and tell your twin you are coming" Dave said patting his shoulder. "Thanks Dave" Charlie replied standing up, "Want to finish the bike ride off?" he asked. "Yup" Dave said standing up, "Don't tell anyone what I am doing for you cadet" he said. "Yes sir" Charlie replied saluting him and getting a punch on his arm. The rest of the day Dave spent with Charlie and they went off doing their own thing before getting back to the ship for the 10pm departure. It had turned out to be an extraordinary day of discoveries, Charlie found Dave to be one of the most interesting guys he had met forming a real friendship with his superior officer. Conrad spoke to his parents who confirmed that would fly over for a quick 72 hours and Charlie messaged to say he could attend. Later that day Charlie phoned Conrad and was very happy when they spoke, half expecting Charlie to ask if Carrington was coming, he made no mention of him so decided it was best not to raise the subject in case Charlie backed out of attending. With that sorted Beth took on the role of managing the catering and Felix was only to happy to help with the arrangements. Simon strangely becoming less of a recluse took Conrad and Harry to Knightsbridge to buy them both rings acting like a proud father to Conrad. Oblivious to the events that were about to unfurl on Hibiscus Drive that afternoon. Adam and Jamal were sat in the empty kitchen of number 9 when there was a knock at the door, Adam stood and hummed a happy tune going to answer the door for the first time in his new house. He had offered to give his London penthouse back to Moham who refused and told him he could sell it or rent it out since it was a gift to him. Adam opened the door "Hello" he said looking at the woman. "Where is Jamal?" Felicity demanded looking past Adam. Jamal appeared in the entrance hall "Mother, what are you doing here?" he asked. "You were told to be home this afternoon Jamal" Felicity reminded him. Jamal moved towards the front door "I can't just yet" he replied standing his ground. "Jamal it was not a request" Felicity raised her voice glancing at Adam. "Move" Felicity demanded, "Your father has brought the Efeez family here with their daughter". "No" Jamal cried out, "I won't be forced in to an arranged marriage" he replied frustratingly. "Don't argue Jamal, you know your father's thought on the matter" Felicity said angrily. Silence prevailed, "She is from a respectable wealthy family" Felicity added breaking the silence. Adam was confused and feared Jamal was being taken away "Arranged marriage?" he asked. "What is this the stone age?" Adam asked shocked this was happening, "Jamal?". Felicity looked at him "This is a family matter" she said shutting him down. "I never thought he was actually serious" Jamal said scared to move. "You can't force him to marry someone like that" Adam said blocking the front door. Felicity had a look of shame briefly "It is done. Jamal do not defy your father". "Mother he is only doing it to marry in to money" Jamal responded moving forward. Felicity shook her head "I am sorry Jamal but it is time to grow up" she said sternly. Jamal looked at Adam and for the first time he saw how scared Jamal was "Do it" Jamal pleaded. Adam scratched his head missing Jamal rubbing his wedding finger. "Jamal, now" she said. A tear trickled down Jamal's face looking at Adam's vacant look, "Jamal" Adam repeated. Adam felt the ground opening up ready to take Jamal away from him, unable to comprehend how he could be forced in to an arranged marriage like this. All the confident and sometimes arrogance Jamal displayed that Adam loved had evaporated at the hands of his family. His boyfriend was distraught and fear in his eyes then his head lowering in shame. Jamal was breaking inside he wanted Adam to do one thing that could break this arrangement up once and for all, but there was nothing he seemed to be totally in shock. The formidable woman that was Jamal's mother looked between her son and and this man, the realisation of what was really going on here suddenly appeared. She could see the love in their body language and needed to stop it. "Jamal, move yourself and let's get this over with" Felicity said getting inpatient. Jamal walked to the door his eyes fixed on Adam like they were pleading "Do it" he said again. Jamal stepped outside his mother walking behind him, "No!" Adam shouted from the door. Felicity turned around "This is nothing to do with you" she said putting her hand up to stop him. "Jamal" Adam panicked. At number 3 Jamal's father and the Efeez family watched from the front garden. Jamal turned and looked at Adam wiping his eyes "Show me you love me?" he pleaded. Felicity pushed her son down the path "Enough!" she said angrily giving Adam an evil look. Adam took his phone out and called the one person who could help, "Moham I need help". Jamal was marched back to his family home and turning he saw Adam distressed talking on his phone. Approaching number 3 Jamal's father was angry and not overly impressed with him. He looked Jamal up and down shaking his head at how he was dressed and presented, ignoring this and making an excuse that Jamal liked to help out at the manor in the garden and making it sound so important. How he was respected by the wealthy owner due to his vast knowledge, his education and his opinion was trusted by the owner. Jamal was introduced to Rabia their daughter and his intended, she was pretty but he felt nothing. There was no sexual stimulation or desire to be with her, he wanted Adam. Jamal kept glancing back along the road to number 9 before his attention was drawn back by Mr Efeez confirming the match and how suitable Jamal would be after a reality check. He turned to Jamal's father informing him they would leave for Morocco in the morning with Jamal to meet the rest of the family and finalise the marriage. "Pull yourself together" Jamal's father dressed him down seeing the tears running down his face. Jamal turned to his father angry and with hate in his eyes "No, I will not go" he said. Felicity ushered the Efeez back inside. "How dare you embarrass me" his father said scolding him. "Embarrass you?" Jamal asked, "How do you think I feel?" he said standing his ground. "Your feelings are irrelevant, I know what is good for our family" Jamal's father replied. The shouting erupted drawing Adam's attention at their arguing, "Adam!" Moham called down the phone. "Moham, what do I do?" Adam asked panicking and watching Jamal and his father going at it. "Ask him to marry you" Moham replied, "It is the only way you can keep him". "Yes, yes I will do that" Adam replied, "Thank you Moham". "Adam, I will be there in 15 minutes" Moham said. Moham was at his country estate in Surrey and within 5 minutes he was air borne and on the way to Hibiscus Manor. Adam walked along the path and could clearly hear the words being exchanged, Jamal's father belittling him and criticising him for being worthless which is why he needed to marry an important family. The argument seemed to go on and on, Felicity came out of the house when she saw Adam approaching and went over to cut him off reminding him not to get involved in family matters. The Efeez family came out to the front with Mr Efeez joining in and telling Jamal to start towing the line and act properly. Jamal felt beaten down and knew this was going nowhere, in all his frustration, anger and resentment to his father he never believed he would go to such lengths. Jamal never saw Adam standing there behind his mother, he threw his hands up and tried the last resort of trying to get them to see reason but it failed miserably. Suddenly the helicopter flew overhead towards the manor then banked sharply back round coming to land in the road whipping up the dust and blowing it at them all standing there. Mr Efeez recognised the helicopter and knew exactly who was about to turn up. Moham's security opened the door and he stepped out of the helicopter ducking and walking towards Adam. "Have you done it yet?" Moham asked Adam. Adam shook his head "They have been arguing constantly" he replied. Moham handed Adam a ring "Get it on his finger" he said smiling. Mr Efeez was astute enough in the world of business to know that it was a person in the Arabic community no one dare cross due to the influential power he had and ability to squash anyone who got in his way. Still he was completely astounded by his appearance and went scuttling over. Mrs Efeez explained to Jamal's father who this man was, he knew of the name and the wealth but was not in any league to ever have considered he would see him in person. Moham walked over ignoring Mr Efeez and straight towards Jamal "Jamal what is going on?". "You know my son?" Jamal's father asked looking shocked and standing in front of Jamal. Moham looked at him "Yes, I know him very well and look on him like family". Mr Efeez smiled "Then we are so blessed" he said hearing Moham talk of Jamal in that way. Moham waved his hand indicating to Jamal's father to move "This is not happening" he said. "Moham, what are you doing here?" Jamal asked feeling some relief easing through his body. Moham put his arm around Jamal "I am not going to let this happen, it has already upset Adam". "This arrangement is not happening" Moham said clearly to Jamal's father and Mr Efeez. "It must" Jamal's father insisted, "Do not interfere in family matters" he said making it clear. Moham turned to him "My closest business associate here is in love with Jamal" he informed him. "My son is not gay" Jamal's father replied going red in the face. Felicity put her hand on her husband's shoulder "Yes he is, I saw it when I went to get him". Mr Efeez turned to Jamal's father "I am sorry but there will be no match" he said. Mr Efeez gathered his family and walked towards their car "Pleasure to meet you Mr Jazeer". Moham nodded refusing to shake his hand "Thank you" he replied pushing Jamal towards Adam. Jamal walked past them and in to Adam's arms "I love you Adam" he said quite clearly. Gasps both families as he got on one knee "Jamal will you marry me?" Adam asked. He nodded "Yes" Jamal replied smiling and letting Adam put the ring on his finger. "No" Jamal's father cried, "you are no son of mine you dirty bastard" he said spitting on the floor. Jamal had never seen his father true Arabic side come out or react in this way before, having always been the apple in his eye and lauded for his education and being brought up in a solid family background. If he had just refused to talk or even acknowledge him he could have coped, being called a dirty bastard was two words too many. Jamal turned to his father "What do you think I did all those years you sent me to boarding school?" he asked. "I will tell you" Jamal raised his voice, "Sticking my cock in other students arses, that is what". Moham had to stop himself from laughing "Jam" he said trying to calm him down. Jamal shrugged Moham off "You locked me away in boarding school for years you selfish bastard". Jamal turned and grabbed Adam's hand angrily "Not now" he said to Adam, "too angry". Adam kissed him on the head, "Go up to the manor" Moham said to Adam. "Now how about you invite me for tea to talk before you loose Jamal for ever" Moham suggested. Moham dispatched the helicopter to the manor helipad taking Adam and Jamal away whilst Moham tried to to negotiate some peace. Partly shocked by Jamal's outburst and the definite resentment he had being pushed in to boarding school and an arranged marriage. By the time Moham returned to the manor with his body guard Jamal was sat in the greenhouse on his own, he needed space and time to think. Adam walked out of the study to meet Moham "What happened?" he asked. "Not a lot" Moham replied, "he wouldn't talk although his mother seemed more reasonable". "Where is he?" Moham asked. "Greenhouse, he wanted to be alone" Adam replied, "I can't believe he was going to marry him off". Moham nodded "It is what families do to get connections and raise themselves in the community". Adam went over and hugged Moham "I don't know what I would do without you, thank you". "Suggest you take him to London for a few days, get away from here" Moham advised. Adam nodded "Yes good idea" he replied smiling. "Bring him to the office as well Harry can keep him busy" Moham said then laughed. Adam walked through the gardens towards the greenhouse whilst he knew Jamal's father was Moroccan he never expected the family to be so traditional towards marriage and got his first taste of why interracial relationships often failed, the guilt and pressure Jamal must be under with the looming threat that his parents would disown him completely. Adam saw him sat there looking at pots lost in his thoughts and with no idea what Jamal was thinking now, he carefully walked inside and stood looking at him. Jamal looked at him "We can't marry just yet, I don't want to overshadow Conrad" he said. "You still want to marry me?" Adam asked looking for his reaction. Jamal nodded "Dam right we are" he replied smiling, "I am not letting you get away". Adam felt an incredible rush of love and ran forward kissing Jamal in desperation and hugging him tight.

Recently I met a new fuckbuddy. Horny hairy 40s daddy with a great thick 8+. After an initial fuck frenzy when we just met we settled on a comfortable twice a week. Usually good for a hard long ass pounding and two loads. Prefers to go at it doggy too, which is my fav position. Saw him Wednesday night (only one load sadly...) and then again last night (Friday). Pounded my hole for only 10 minutes to deliver his first load. Took a break and chatted for while (while i played with his cock). When his cock came back to life we went for round two, which took a lot longer. Thought he'd never cum again but he delivered. The hard endless hole battering made me shoot my load all over the bed. Horny fucker. When he left he asked what I was doing Saturday night (tonight). So here's me hoping for some more 😉

Chapter 1: On Boarding I moved to Vermont because I needed something different, something slower. Brooklyn will always be a part of me, but I grew tired of the pace at which life moves in the city. And COVID affirmed my decision--everything I loved about living in New York City was now off limits, and the quality of life wasn't worth it if I couldn't enjoy the museums, restaurants, bars, etc. So I took a job teaching science at a local high school in Vermont. I knew it was going to be a totally different experience than teaching high school in Brooklyn, but I couldn't imagine just how different my life would be. Dating in Brooklyn was easy for me. I acknowledge my good looks, and I know how to leverage my smile to sink my 8 inch cock into almost any pussy I set my eyes on. I am 6'1", with short, sandy blond hair that is parted to the right side, green eyes, a long face with some light, blond stubble. The power of my grin made navigating through world much easier, and my love for swimming only added to my ease in that my body is nicely sculpted. I'm not a not a juice head with layers of muscle, I'm toned, tall, and svelte. At the beginning of my career, I quickly made the connection that having an aesthetic made my life easier when dealing with teenagers, so I am usually in black or gray fitted pants with a fitted henley that hints at my toned body. And of course, my signature: round tortoise shell glasses. My male students wanted to be me, and my female students wanted to fuck me, and in truth, I loved having that effect. I arrived in Burlington a couple days before inservice to get my new life together. I was lucky to find a one bedroom apartment in downtown Burlington. Like so many New England apartments, it was an old home that was converted into different apartments over the years. The layout was a bit strange, but the original wood floors, large trim, and old white enamel cabinets in the kitchen gave the space charm. I'm a science teacher, so obviously I scattered houseplants throughout the apartment--the place felt fresh. That first morning I stopped in the coffee shop below my apartment, and walked along Lake Champlain. I was loving my new life. I made the right decision. On my second day in Burlington, I arrived late to my inservice. I thought thought I was supposed to go to the high school, but I was actually supposed to report to HR for the on-boarding process. As I walked into the district office, I was frazzled, and the woman at the front desk looked up from her computer, "New hire?" "Yes. I'm sorry I'm late." I raised my eyebrows and grinned. I forgot she couldn't see my smile through my mask. In a dry, unimpressed tone, she said, "Come with me." She led me to a conference room where there were 4 people sitting at one side of a long table watching a screen 6 feet apart. I quickly grabbed a seat so as to not disturb everyone. Because we were six feet apart, nobody had masks on, so I took mine off. The guy sitting one chair away, glanced over as I took of my mask. From six feet away, I did my best to whisper to the guy, "Did I miss anything important?" "Not unless your particularly interested in blood born pathogens." He raised one eyebrow, and gave a quick smile. "I'm Chase," he said. "Lucas. Nice to meet you, and thanks for filling me in." "No problem," replied Chase. "You actually arrived just in time. I think we get a small break after this is over," he said pointing to screen which was now showing spilled blood on a classroom floor. "Excellent," I said, and flashed him a grin. Chase gave me a warm smile, and I noticed he took a little longer to take in my face. I didn't think anything of the extra moment. I just assumed that I'm in a small city in Vermont, and this is how people act--like humans rather than competition or a possibility to network or sell something. After the video ended, Chase stood up, threw his arms over his head and stretched. That's when I noticed how big this guy was. I was tall, but Chase was at least 6'4", and he was seriously. He had a dark, almost black hair that was coiffed like Clark Kent, in fact, he gave off Henry Cavill vibes. I was sitting down, and when he threw his hands over his head, his white short sleeved button down shirt came up enough to see that he had a treasure trail over his muscled stomach. I wasn't intentionally looking. His abs were just in my line of vision, but he happened to see me noticing his abs. He looked down, smiled, and winked. I blushed a little, and looked down at the HR paper work in front of me. I really wasn't gay. I was honestly just admiring how fit he was. There was nothing sexual about it, and I was hoping he understood that, and that wink was him just giving me a hard time. The rest of the morning was pretty standard: direct deposit, health care, contract, blah, blah, blah. After they released us, I got up, looked at Chase, and said, "It was nice to meet you. I'm sure all be seeing you around." "Definitely. Enjoy the rest of your day." I put on my mask and walked toward the bathroom. As I was peeing, I heard the door open behind me. A few seconds later Chase stepped up to the urinal beside me. "Well, this is awkward. We just said goodbye, and yet here we are peeing next to each other." I laughed through my mask. "Well, we won't have to endure the awkwardness much longer. I'm almost done here." "Oh, damn," he said, and appeared to make a gesture to crane his neck and take a look at my dick. Was this guy coming on to me? He did not seem like a gay dude. In fact, he seemed very straight. I gave an awkward laugh, shook my dick, stuffed it back in my pants, and turned to wash my hands. "I'm new to Burlington," said Chase. "You know any good spots to grab a drink?" "I don't. I'm also new to town." From the mirror I could see Chase zip up, and join me at the next sink. "Oh. Well, do you have any plans after this? It would be great to not look pathetic sitting outside on a patio by myself." I smiled. "Yeah, I know the feeling. I'd be down to grab a drink. I've been busy putting my apartment together, so I haven't had a chance to scope out the bars yet, but I live right there." "Let's do some research on the way," said Chase as he dried off his hands. "I'm actually on my bicycle, so why don't you text me your location, and I'll meet you there?" We exchanged numbers, which I had never done in a men's bathroom before, but, again, I chalked this up to the friendly atmosphere Burlington put off, and the fact that neither of us had any friends in the area. As I rode toward my apartment, I quickly noticed the temperature rose considerably since my bike ride that morning. By the time I got to my apartment to drop off my bag, I was dripping with sweat. Did I have time to take a quick shower? I checked my phone to see if Chase had found a spot. Chase: I went to a couple of bars, and they're booked solid. It's so nice today, that everyone and their brother is out. Lucas: Damn. Let's plan for tomorrow, then. Chase: Didn't you say you live down here? I could pick some local beer, and we could turn your place into a bar. 🙂 Okay, this dude was clearly bored and lonely. But it's not as though I had anything else to do... Lucas: Sure. My bike ride over here was hot and sweaty, so I'm going to jump in shower. The address is 184 Main Street. It's the glass door to side of Muddy Waters. The code is 1616#. I'm apartment 2. I'll be quick about my shower, but I'll leave the door unlocked just in case you get here before I'm out. Chase: Perfect.

Met a top on Squirt awhile ago and he fucked me outdoors a couple of times. We finally got a motel a couple of days ago and he brought some thongs, panties, lingerie etc from his wife so I could dress a bit. He has a nice cut cock, average size but very stiff curving upwards. I sucked his cock to get it ready for my hole ( he calls it pussy) I got on the bed and he started fucking me doggy and then missionary as if fucking his wife. After about 20 minutes he dumped a big load deep in side. Wow felt so good. I could feel all his cum leaking out and told him to take some pics. Within about half hour I could feel his cock rising so I sucked it back to life and he told me to lie on my stomach so he could breed me again. When he shot his load this time he said he wants to make me pregnant. So hot.

Chapter 2: Beer and Bros The water felt refreshing as it ran down my naked body. The HR on boarding process was brutal, and my bicycle ride home was hot. The water was lulling me into a haze, and I was beginning to forget myself. My cock was getting fatter, and I began to fist it while I tweaked my right nipple on my well defined pec. Suddenly I heard the door to the apartment close, and I was pulled back from my haze. Shit. I forgot about Chase. I rinsed myself one last time, and turned the shower off. As I was drying off, I yelled from the bathroom, "Sorry, Chase! I'm nearly ready." I heard Chase open a beer. "No sweat." He chuckled. "Actually, a lot of sweat. It's hot as fuck in here." I wrapped a towel around my waist, and walked from the bathroom to the bedroom, which gave me a glimpse of Chase. He was sweating through his white button down shirt. The sweat was making a v pattern from his muscular shoulders to the middle of his chest. I could see right through it. He smiled at me, and looked me up and down as I passed into the bedroom to put clothes on. What was happening? Was I imagining the longer looks, the craned neck in the bathroom, the once over just now? If so, why would I imagine this? If not, did I just invite a sweaty gay dude up to my apartment for beers? I threw on some running shorts and t-shirt. "Yeah, there's nothing like showering away the sweat, only to get out and sweat more." I came out of the bedroom, and ushered Chase to sofa. He handed me a beer on the way over, and I cracked it open. Chase sat down, and looked up at me. "Well, at least we look good doing it. Cheers." There it was again. Did he just say that I looked good sweaty? I forced out a laugh, "Yeah. Cheers." I took a long chug from the beer. I was hot as fuck, and this was a little awkward. "That's delicious. What are we drinking?" "It's a double IPA from Hinesburg, you know, one of those hazy, juicy New England IPAs." "A double IPA? They're usually a little too malty for my taste, but this is fantastic. I should watch out." And yet I took another swig--it was just so damn hot, and this was cold and refreshing. "So tell me about yourself, Chase." Chase is an English teacher, and he got a job teaching 8th grade at the middle school. "It's not my first choice, but it's a good gig, and sooner or later I hope I can move up to the high school." "Oof. Yeah, middle schoolers are so awkward." "So awkward, it's painful at times. While I do love teaching, the real reason I'm here is because I got a job as the head football coach at the high school." "Ah. That explains your body." Jesus. Did that fall out of mouth? "Sorry, I mean, well...you're built like a brick house. I mean you look great." What was I saying? Stop. right. now. Chase looked me directly in the eye, and gave me that warm smile. "Thanks. I can't say I feel great right now. Your apartment is a furnace." "Yeah, do people in Vermont have AC's? It never occurred to me how hot the summer can get, especially being on third floor. I think I may have to break down and get a window unit." "I agree. Until then, do you mind if I take off my shirt? This wet cotton is uncomfortable." I swallowed the rest of the beer down. "Uh, sure." Chase got up and unbuttoned his shirt revealing a chiseled body with hard lines everywhere. His chest hair spread out across his hard, wide pecs, and then swooped down into a V that lead to a trail which disappeared beneath his waistband. He threw his shirt over the back of one of the kitchen chairs, and got two more beers. As we sat there sharing stories from our lives, and guzzling down a few more beers, I too, sweat through my t-shirt. "I look ridiculous being the only one here that's shirtless. Plus that shirt is soaked. Won't you join me?" I was drunk at this point, and Chase's logic made sense. I stood up, and as I pulled my shirt over my head, I began to stumble." "Whoa! Whoa!" cried Chase. I felt one of his arms wrap around my waist, and with his other arm, he finished yanking the shirt off of me. His arm was still wrapped around my waist, and it felt good. As our wet, slick bodies pressed against each other, something was awakened deep inside of me. I stayed in his embrace for a few seconds too long. I backed away, and sat back down. "Um. Sorry. Those double IPAs are strong!" "Yeah, they really are. I'm pretty drunk myself. I don't think I'm going to be able to drive home tonight. I bought a little house in Richmond on 10 acres, and it's about a 30 minute drive. I'm not even sure if Uber goes out that far. Do you mind if I crash here?" So I was sitting in my living room with a shirtless god, we're both drunk, and I was constantly wondering whether or not he was gay. And now he was asking if he could stay the night. Honestly, I was feeling so good, and I genuinely enjoyed his company, so I heard myself saying, "Of course!" "In that case, should we have another beer?" "Definitely." When I came back from the refrigerator, Chase was down to his black briefs. "Sorry, I hope you don't mind. I was getting swamp ass in my pants." "Cheers." I handed him a beer. He looked me over again. "You know, you have such a great body. What do you do to keep that fit," asked Chase. "I swim, lift, and run." "I'm impressed. I also love your style. Simple and chic." I laughed. "You like my style right now," I asked looking down at my almost naked body. "Especially right now." There it was again. Even drunk, I was certain Chase just hit on me. It felt good. Usually I was the one who hitting on the girl. "You know Lucas, I watched you walk into that conference room today, and from the moment you removed your mask, and grinned at me, I have been wanting to kiss you." I could feel my heart beating in my head. "I'm...um, you know...I'm not." As I was forming the words, Chase slipped off the couch, and in one swoop landed his lips right onto mine. And the thing is...I loved it.

But that's just it: RIGHT NOW, you need to take a drug for your health, to preserve your HIV-negative status. It's that simple. People who routinely have bareback sex, particularly bottoms who have multiple partners, are at significantly elevated risk for contracting HIV. That's a fact. PrEP is a means of managing that risk. There's no guarantee that without PrEP you'll become poz, but it's not a negligible chance, either. It's substantial. Think of it like diabetes. Several years ago, I was diagnosed with pre-diabetes, and ignored it for a while. At one point, my A1C (a measure of long-term blood sugar activity, not a "snapshot" of where it is right this minute) had spiked into the 9+ range - well into the diabetic range, and my doctor put me on medication to treat it. He also strongly advised that I adjust my diet to reduce my carb and sugar intake, which I did. As a result, my A1C level has for years been well in the "normal" range, and he's reduced my medication significantly with no ill effects. It's now more of a preventative, rather than a treatment, to keep my system in line. And because I'm managing it with my diet as well, he's been able to switch me to a medication that is much more "friendly" to my kidneys, etc. I get that you'd rather you were an invincible 20-something who doesn't need medication for anything. But the reality is that you do. And the sooner you come to grips with that, the healthier overall you'll be. As others have noted: If you take it daily, think of it like a multivitamin. In fact, if it helps, take a multivitamin along with it, and just think of them together as your vitamins. They're insurance for keeping you healthy.

What scares me more than anything is just how easily we excuse or ignore the actions of the President. And as I explain, try to think back to pre WW2 Germany and a n'eer do well guy named Adolph. Donald wasn't much of a soldier ( in fact, he was never a soldier thanks to some handy "bone spurs") Adolph , well he was unremarkable and as a means to move him along he was tasked with spying on a political party the government was concerned about. Donald got a mission of his own- to harass a duly elected, 1st black president; over his birth place..and did that for a right wing splinter of the Republican Party. Adolph discovered he liked power and ended up seizing leadership of a political wing called the Nazi Party. Donald was seen as the great white savior to the right white, and since he had a following, the Republican Party allowed him a seat at the table. The German government, in an attempt to control Adolph, gave him and his Nazi party, seats in the government. Now, both at this point were like wheels on a train- Donald began casting doubt about the media, and bullying and intimidating his own parties candidates while urging his masses to lock up his opponent- even promising to do so the day he was sworn in as his first action. Adolph, well he did a lot the same- he questioned anyone who did not agree with him- and many quickly learned to agree with anything he said or face a quick arrest and then a "suicide" in a basement holding room. In those days, the media and the opposing politicians each faced a similar route to conversion- those who wanted to live became spineless and ball-less minions to Adolph.Soon, Adolph did and said whatever he wanted, and even the established government was too afraid to question him ( Insert Mitch and company here, hell , even Little Marco and Lyin Ted are his cheerleaders now) Our version, Donald, figured out early on Muslims and ANY brown people-especially if they spoke Spanish, were the threat to the American way of life and bastardized them. Adolph saw the Jews and the gays as his targets, and rounded them up and displaced them. And just like Donald, he would separate the children from the mothers and fathers. As we heard this week, for at least 545 of the children who Donald did this to, their parents have just... well, they cannot be found. The Germans were free to grab up the riches of the displaced if the government didn't get to it first. And they prospered at the cost of how many million lives. In our country, the stock market HAS soared and many see their 401K $$ growing, and do not worry at what cost. Donald has amassed a police force in Homeland Security; esp his special division of Customs and Immigrations officers who will swoop into whatever city he asks them to in unmarked vehicles, grab up citizens, and speed off. Adolph would be proud- they act just like his SS did. Adolph and Donald are twins- neither one is ever responsible for what they have caused, always blaming the hated group, or other people around them, or other nations for their own issues. Adolph loved building mansions in the mountains and massive sea fortresses along the French shore, Donald has his wall ( please stand back, parts have been known to blow down in a strong wind) And while he has his mega mansions too- many as exclusive pay for political favor golf clubs, he also has a litany of failed casino and airline ventures that left so many creditors and their employees under paid if paid at all. Adolph though Benito was his buddy, Donald still thinks Little Kim is his best friend and loves him. Adolph played with human lives thru a sadistic doctor and unethical medical science experiments where thousands upon thousands died. Donald has ignored reputable medical experts and has so far allowed a controllable if not totally containable virus to kill 223,000 Americans so far and many many more will die. I had a history teacher, probably several, try to drive home to us to study the past, to learn from the past,so the errors of the past ( and the horrors) are not repeated. I hope our society - particularly the elected members of BOTH parties, and both houses, wake up, put their balls back on, and work as ONE to restore our country to a civil, and caring nation. From Supreme Court judgeship games to inaction on everything one party or the other believes is in the country's best interest, our current legislators have become 110% culpable for whatever happens to all of us in the next decade.

Chapter 6 "Damn! My hole needs dick! C'mon AJ! Fuck! Fuck me! Pound my hole!" I continued saying louder and louder. Out of nowhere, a slap across my face on one side and then again on the other side. I was a bit shocked. My face stung. "Shut the fuck up bitch!" Came a roaring voice that sounded as though he was standing between my widely spread and secured legs. "Have you no respect?" He said. Before i could answer a hand covered my mouth. "Don't answer. Don't want to hear any other words spoken from you. Only the sounds you will make as we work you over. As we use you like the bottom bitch you are." He laughed as he took his hand off my face and then i again was slapped across each sides of my face. This time a little harder. Just as the 2nd slap happened the butt plug was pulled from my hole. I uttered a bit of a cry/yell from the sensation. My nips are very very sensitive. Just softly touching them or tongue teasing them drives me crazy. They've always been that way. Even a shirt rubbing on them can be crazy. Which is why i never had them pierced. Pinching them or tit clamps are over kill. Can be painful. I felt both my nips being gently rolled between a pair of thumbs and finger. They were wet. By instinct I tried to pull me legs up and outward. My hole twitched and forgot about the buttplug being jerked from me. My dick throbbed with each twist and touch. I groaned in small bits. My mind then caught up and I just caught onto what he had said moments ago. Stupidly, I blurted out, "AJ. What do you mean we?" The hands left my nips and one went to my jaw and squeezed hard enough forcing my mouth open. The other hand ripped off the blindfold. "You just gotta keep talking!" He shouted as he slapped my face again. "I said shut the fuck up! AJ left for a bit. Said he had to go see a bud named Tim who lives a few units down. Said he was gonna tell him that while he was showering you showed up all fucked up. That he tried to help you but you were really twisted. That you then grabbed a couple things and took off sayin you wouldnt be back and to tell tim that you were sorry. That you needed to party more and were going to go fuck around with some buds you met. AJ brought Tim your phone too and said you dropped it on your way out. This way Tim won't bother looking for you and you know Tim hates partying. So, leaves you for our use as long as we want to." he laughed as he spoke, slowly walking away from in between my legs and towards a chest of drawers. "We saw you come in with AJ while we worked on his water heater. You looked pretty hot and once we got a look of you in that sling, we figured we had to get some of that." he said in a deep scratchy voice. He was about 5'10", wore a pair of overalls unbuttoned on one side and work boots. His hair was shoulder length, dark brown. His eyes were a glowing green. He was around 30 something, 5 o'clock shadow, built like he was in construction, his arms bigger than my legs with hands more like giant mits. As he walked along the side of the room, he rubbed the large bulge under his overalls as he pulled the other side of the overalls over his shoulder and began pushing them towards the floor. He stopped once they were around his ankles, then stepped out of his work boots, then the overalls, then stepped back into his work boots, adjusting them and the white socks that were stretched to the max as they went up his massive calves. He kicked the overalls aside, then opened the drawer in front of him, pulling out a harness, armband, and cockring. His perfect muscled butt faced me and his muscles flexed as he put on the gear. He looked fucking hot. He then turned slightly and looked at me hangin in the sling - my mouth open and lust in my eyes. He said, "Dont say a fucking word. Just nod. U like?" I couldnt nod yes fast enough. "You're gonna either love or hate this", he said as he turned around holding his steel hard pipe drilling dick with his hand and tweaking his nip with the other hand. His dick was easily 9 inches, cut, thick as shit, with a wicked curve topped with a shining giant PA. While I was in awe, I was more than a bit worried. I had never bern fucked with a PA in a dick. He laughed as he smacked his dick into his hand a few times, waving it towards me. "You look a little freaked there boy. Love how your eyes look like their sayin ' holy fuck'! Cant wait to see the look on your face when you see Cecil!" He then turned back around and started pulling things out of another drawer. I could see lube bottles, pipe, straw, poppers, tubing, needles, good sized bag of tina, some short rubber like things I couldnt make out, and some other items I also couldnt make out. I was too busy watching him to my left that I hadnt seen the arrival of his bud Cecil to my right until i felt my dick being grabbed and stroked and my right nip being squeezed very hard, causing me to yelp in pain from my nip and my body arch in the sling to meet his strokes. Laughing from the both of them followed by, "there you are cecil!". Cecil continued his pinching of my right nipple and slowly stroking my dick. Tears rolled from my eyes from the pain of my nip. My mouth was wide open. I dared not say anything. It was so hard. Cecil stood naked except for work boots at about 6 foot. He was built much the same as his bud, late 30s, black, also longer hair in dreds. He looked mean. He dick looked even meaner - even semi soft was easily 8 inches with a set of huge bull nuts. My eyes grew bigger. Cecile's bud started to laugh a bit, followed by an almost deep and evil animalistic grunting sound. "Cecile dont speak english, or speak much at all to be honest. But when he gets going you'd think you were in a stable of bulls! There are some words we do want to hear from you - AND ONLY these words. You can say 'master' for Cecile and 'Sir' for me. You can also say 'yes, fuck me, harder please, and deeper please' ONLY when asked. You are NOT to say ANYTHING else." Sir said as he walked up to my left side, sticking two fingers into my mouth and pinching my left nip hard. He kept feeding me his fingers and twisting my nip as Master worked my right nip and stroked my now rock hard leaking dick faster. Sir forced my head to look at Master as they continued their play. My nips hurt. Bad. Master grunted and snarled at me as he drew his body closer to mine. His dick now growing as it slid from my side across my stomach. They both stopped pinching my nips. Sir withdrew his fingers and Master placed 3 in their place. 3 thicker and longer fingers. I gagged a bit as he thrust them in and out around my mouth. He forced me to keep looking at him as he continued to snarl and grunts. Master began to hump my right side as the sling began to sway side to side. Sir returned and placed the short rubber things on each nip. They were like suction cups. Though my nips were on fire they were more sensitive than ever before. I moaned at the sensation as Sir flicked each one a few times. Master stroked my dick more faster and longer. I was quickly getting close to shooting my load. My balls began to draw up. Master could see the feeling of euphoria washing across my face and looked at my dick now pumping out steady precum with every stroke. Master grunted and his face looked angrier. He grunted, stopped stroking my dick and instead grabbed the base of my dick hard as he pulled his fingers from my mouth and shoved them up into my hole. Sir covered my mouth with one hand and grabbed my balls with the other - squeezing them hard as he pulled my sac away from my body. Master then swallowed my dick to the root and lightly tongued the head of my cock. I about screamed, but couldnt. My body ached to blow my load. It was torture to not cum. More torture as Master roughly shoved his fingers in and out of my hole...grazing my inner cum button with each entry and exit. After a few minutes, still much on edge, Master let my dick fall from his mouth and thrust, hard his fingers inside me and froze them. Sir slapped my balls causing me to wince and try to move away. Then it all stopped. My mouth was let free, hanging open and literally drooling. My balls released and Masters fingers removed. I gasped for air. My body sweated like crazy. I let out short moans and groans. Sir and Master now both stood between my legs. Both looking first at my exposed hole as it twitched and begged to be filled and my eyes as they stood, legs apart, each slowly stroking their cocks. Precum dripped from the tips and lubed their shafts. Sir then said, "You want to fuck this boy up or fuck up this boy to threads Cecile?" Master slowly walked towards me, his dick leading the way. He stopped between my legs and bounced his torso against my ass hard. My body and sling swung and came back as he thrust again, harder, and my body and sling swayed further. And again. Then he stood there with his massive dick in hand. Aimed at my hole as my body, restrained, legs wide and open, my hole exposed began its return swing back towards him. I closed my eyes and bit down as hard as I could. And bam! My ass slapped against his torso and everything stopped. I could feel nothing. No pain. No pleasure. Had I passed out? WTF? Then the loud clanging of the sling chains erupted as Master had gripped behind my head with both hands and jack hammered against my body and the sling. His dick hard as fuck standing straight up against his torso and coming to rest at my hole each time. His dreds slapping my face and upper body. Grunting. Deep grunting. The chains almost loose then extending each time. Master then stopped and backed away stroking his dick. An evil grin across his face as he snarled and tossed his dreds back. Sir said, "fuck up this boy to threads it is then!"

On my last day in Denver, a white tattooed cub who was less than a hundred feet away messaged me on Grindr . Turns out he’s the director of the hotel I’m staying at. After exchanging details, he blocked a room next to mine and said meet there in 5 minutes .After I sucked his cock hard, he tried to put on a condom, but his cock got soft whenever he got the condom on. I told him that I’m on prep and ready to fuck bare. Got him hard again in seconds and shoved the bare cub meat right into my pussy. I remained on all four for him to penetrate, all the way until he shot his load. “ Thanks for being my first fuck on this job ,” he said. “You’re welcome. I do this all the time :)” I said before sneaking back into my room.

Chapter Ten I walked out of the showers and saw Cody giving Jack a high five before walking away. “Have fun?” Jack asked me with a grin. “What?” walking over to him quickly I whispered, “What did you do?” “Relax,” Jack said putting a hand on my shoulder, “You had fun right?” “What did you tell him?” I demanded. His eyes darted around and then reached out and grabbed my throat, “Watch your tone bitch, don't forget who owns your ass.” I cannot tell you how much I hated that my dick twitched under my towel. “I told him you might be up for some fun and it looks like I was right. You're going to have to get used to me making choices for you. You're just a big cocked fuckboy who will do what I say and get off doing it. Got it?” I nodded. He released me and I gasped in a huge breath of air, “I'm sorry Jack.” He kept his hand by my face and stuck a finger into my mouth, “Suck.” I was shocked but my tongue rolled around his finger just the same. “Good boy, you're going to have nothing but pleasure tonight.” My knees literally got weak for a moment, just imagining what he was going to do to me tonight. He pulled his finger out, “Get dressed before anyone sees you sporting wood.” I looked down and sure enough, my towel was tented out as my cock bobbed in front of me, looking for some attention from anyone. Jack chuckled “Yeah,” he said brushing against my hardness, “This knows what's what doesn't it?” I nodded and moved to throw on my jeans to cover my cock. “Let's drop by your house so you can grab some clothes and I'll drive you over to mine.” I nodded, realizing I was used to Jack telling me what to do. It had always been this way, it wasn't like I was the sharpest took in the shed, so I had always let Jack make the choices. But now it was more, now I was his to command...and more than a little of me liked it. I thought about it driving over to my parent's house, had I always been Jack's bitch or had I always wanted to be? We walked in and my mom smiled and came and gave me a hug, “Well look who makes an appearance!” “Mom!” I said blushing. “I know, I know, you're in college and come and go as you choose, but I can miss you.” “Is that our wayward son?” my dad's voice boomed from the other room. “Come say hi before he vanishes!” My dad walked into the room and as always, my head went down in respect to the man. My dad had been a marine for years and just recently retired. Him and my mom was still young, both of them only hitting forty next year. If people thought I had a good body it was obvious looking at my dad where I got it from. My dad was a 6 foot slab of muscle that demanded perfection in everyone around him. Especially from me. “I feel like we should just leave you a weekly bill for our hotel use,” he said joking, but he wasn't. “Sorry sir, been busy with practice.” “Yeah and chasing pussy, right?” “Trevor, stop!” my mom said hitting his shoulder. “What? I was tagging women left and right at his age. In fact I remember you being one of those tags,” he said with a smile and my mom blushed. “I broke it off with Cheryl sir, I need to focus more on baseball and school.” He glanced at Jack, “So Jack here is going to help you study or help you get some tail this weekend?” Jack chuckled, “Guilty sir, but I'll take care of him.” My dad shook Jack's hand, “You always have son,” he looked at me, “You listen to Jack son, you got that? He has a good head on his shoulders.” “Yes sir,” I said, wanting to get out of here before this gets worse. “Where you two off to?” “My house,” Jack said, “Might have some friends over for a hang.” My dad smiled, “I bet.” God if my dad ever knew. “Ok get out of here, you boys stay out of trouble, remember your choices now determine your life. Make good choices.” “Yes sir,” I answered immediately. “I'm gonna grab some clothes,” I told Jack. “Cool, I'll stay here and talk to your dad.” Lovely. I raced upstairs to grab my clothes, wondering why my dad liked Jack more than me. He had always demanded so much from me while Jack was always perfect and never got flack for anything. I got downstairs and they were laughing with each other, sharing a joke I would never know. “You ready man?” Jack asked me. I nodded. “Call your mom this weekend,” my dad ordered me, “She worries about you.” “Yes sir,” I said standing up straight. He ruffled my head and with a smile said, “You're such a daddy's boy.” I had a flash of Blackthorn making me call him daddy and I locked that thought down fast. I just smiled at him “Yes sir I am.” He just stared at me for a moment and then jerked his head, “Ok, get out of here.” “See ya Mr. Palmer,” Jack said as we ran out the door. We got into Jack's car and I let out a sigh of relief, “God he makes me nervous.” Jack laughed as he drove to his house, “Ah you probably just have the hots for him now.” “What?” I said outraged. “Joking man! Calm your tits!” Whatever, that wasn't funny. We pulled up to his house, which was much larger than ours. Jack's parents had a two story house, the top floor belonging to Jack and his little brother and an empty room where Jack's older brother used to live before he got married. His parents stayed downstairs, leaving the top floor to their boys and braved going upstairs only when needed. That means more than a few weekends Jack and I have hung out in his room getting drunk as fuck with no one to bother us. We walked in and there was just a filled with noise upon noise. Jack's little brother, Logan was running around with only a pair of soccer shorts on and there were two other high school kids wearing the same thing. They were all in great shape and I figured they must be part of Logan's soccer team. Where Jack was a baseball jock his older brother had played football and his younger played soccer. It was an athletic family and all of them could have been on the cover of and A&F catalog in a pinch. Jack's mother was surrounded by the boys, all of them clamoring for something. “Hey!” Jack called out, “Back upstairs you little creeps!” “Mom, are you?” Logan asked, ignoring his brother. “When you dad gets home I will order as many pizzas as we need. You staying over too Ev?” I nodded and smiled. “So about a dozen pizzas and a case of Pepsi.” The kids cheered and ran upstairs as a pack. “I didn't know they were all going to be here,” Jack said. His mom rolled his eyes, “They decided it was a Fortnight weekend and...you know I don't care. But they are here.” “I am hungry though,” Jack said with a grin, “When's dad home?” “Do not start with me, he should be getting off in a few and then food for everyone.” Jack kissed his mom on the cheek, “I will not cheer loudly and run upstairs in glee.” She laughed and smiled at me, “Every time I see you Everett you get bigger and bigger.” “Aw thanks Mrs. Lipton.” “Come on, let's get into my room and barricade it off from the munchkins.” “Jack, they are both 18, wasn't so long ago you were their age so be nice.” “I was their age and now I'm not, which means Darwin rules. Only the fittest survive and look at us,” he said standing next to me and flexing, “Those squirts are mine!” He laughed evilly and headed upstairs while his mom shook her head. “I really didn't know they'd all be here, I figured Logan and whatever guy he's attached at the hip to would be here.” “I remember being attached at your hip when we were his age.” He looked back and winked, “And now you're attached to my dick.” I felt myself blush and my dick twitched. We threw our stuff down in his room and I fell back onto his bed, “So what's the plan?” He walked over towards me, “I am going to fuck you until you can't walk. And then when you're crawling away, I'm going to keep fucking you.” Jeez that sounded hot and he leaned over and kissed me. It was nice, rough, aggressive, very Jack. He tasted saltier than any girl I've kissed and his stubble was a huge fucking turn on all of a sudden. I reached up to pull him in and his door flew open. “Jack get us some...holy fuck! You weren't kidding!” I pushed Jack off as he spun around and faced his little brother, “What the fuck have I said about knocking!” Logan looked like a mini Jack, all abs and muscles, cute face, perfect skin and a swagger than I bet made him super popular with the girls. I hadn't seen him shirtless in a while, the kid was filling out. “Oh come on! I don't care, we just need some beer! Get us some and we'll share our weed.” “Get the fuck out of my room before I beat your ass.” “Get us beer!” the younger boy whined. “I'll think about it, OUT!” Logan looked at me and smiled, “Nice to see you finally came out.” Jack pushed him out of his room and slammed the door. “God I could kill that brat.” “You told him?” Jack looked back at me. “He said you were right, you told him about me?” Jack shrugged, “He's my brother, what does it matter? You think I ain't seen his friends sucking him off at sleepovers? It's no big deal.” “I didn't want him to know!” I complained. Jack took as step towards me, his face stern. “And I told him. You have a problem...bitch?” His tone, his stance, everything inside of me paused and I felt my mouth go dry, “No.” “No what?” I looked down, “No sir.” He grabbed my chin and made me look at him, “I own your ass now, just let me worry about decisions and you just sit there and look like the fucktoy you are. Ok?” I nodded, because honestly since we've been friends Jack always made the choices, I always went along with him. Now, it was just sexual. “You'll get it bud,” he said sitting down and pulling me into another kiss, “You'll get used to obeying and everything will be easier. I am going to keep you so fucking horny and so laid...your cock will never want again.” He gripped my cock through my jeans and I kissed him hard. “I'm sorry Jack, I just don't...” “Shhh...it's ok. You're used to thinking you're an alpha jock, and you just now realized you were what?” My face grew red. “Say what you are Everett,” he commanded. “A jock pussy.” “That's my good boy,” he said pulling me down onto the bed with him, I covered him in kisses, so happy I could make him happy. His hand started moving to my jeans when his mother's voice came from downstairs, “Jack!” “Fuck,” he cursed, collapsing on top of me, “I am going to have fucking blue balls.” She called his name again and he got up. “I'll be right back, do not move,” he said with a smile. I nodded and laid there, missing the warmth of him on top of me. He walked out and I was left with my thoughts. This was...nice. I mean I loved Jack as a brother, had since the day we met. Being close with him was just...I don't know. I mean there was the knee jerk thought of gay but the other side was I really, really liked it. This was like just the next stage of our friendship somehow, maybe I was meant... I looked up and Logan was peeking in the door, “He in here?” “Nope, your mom called him.” He walked in, “Ev talk him into getting us come beer please!” The bulge in his little nylon shorts was pretty noticeable, and I don't think he was hard. For a high school kid this kid had some meat. I blushed as I realized I had been checking out my friends little brother. “He will, we'll need some too so he'll grab a 12 pack for you guys.” “Sweet! You guys wanna get high with us?” “What the fuck?” Jack said walking in on Logan. “I was just talking with him!” he screamed and tried to run past Jack who grabbed him and put him under an arm. “I told you to stay the fuck out of my room,” he said throwing the kid down on me, “Hold him.” I grabbed Logan and he squirmed against me ans Logan held him steady and slapped his ass. “JACK!” Logan screamed. “I told you,” smack, “To stay out,” smack, “Of my fucking room!” smack. With each hit Logan tried to pull away, climbing up on my inch by inch. By the fifth hit I could feel Logan's hard dick pressed up against my chest and he had stopping running. “You know what you get, he smacked him a few times and I could hear Logan give a small groan under his breath. “I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Please....” Jack smacked him one last time and let him get up. Logan's dick tented his thin shorts but he made no attempt to cover it, “Please get us some beer...” Jack rolled his eyes, “Fuck, fine! Get out of here!” Logan literally jumped for joy and hugged Jack before running out of the room, his hard dick bobbing under his soccer shorts. “He's as bad as you are sometimes, keep it up and I'll put you over my knee.” I was already hard and smiled, “Would I like it as much as he did?” Jack laughed, “Probably, you're both fucking sex addicts.” He started to pull his shoes on and I sat up, “Where you going?” “My dad's truck broke down, he needs a jump. I'll go get him on the road and pick us up some beer on the way back.” “Want me to come?” He gave me an evil grin, “Badly, but you can stay here. I will be right back.” I blushed again and he smiled, “God I love winding you up.” He leaned over and kissed me and this time I kissed him back hard. I was liking this, a lot, it was like having a girlfriend but so much better. He pulled back, “You are getting into this aren't you?” I nodded eagerly. His smile grew, “Ok, well chill and think about all the way I am going to fuck you silly this weekend. I'll grab us some snacks as well.” I watched him walk out and realized, I missed. Wow I was into this. I grabbed his Xbox and turned on some Fortnite to kill time. About twenty minutes later Logan peeked his face in, “He gone?” I nodded, still playing. “We're doing the same thing in my room, wanna hang out instead of in here by yourself?” I thought about it, “Sure why not?” “Sweet!” he said and walked me over to his room. Where two half naked high school jocks were watching me walk in. “Guys, this is Everett, he's a friend of my brothers.” They nodded and I sat down on a bean bag chair. “You get high?” one of them asked me. I paused and Logan said, “Of course he does, Everett's a stud, only fucking wimps don't smoke. Right?” They were all looking at me so I nodded and said. “Yeah of course.” “Here then,” the kid said, handing me a joint. I looked at it and took a big drag...my night was about to start.

Went down to NC for a week and took 12 loads while I was there. First night, three guys came to my hotel (separately) and found me face down and ass up. First guy ate my hole and then pumped a huge load into me, like so big it started pouring out of my hole. 2nd guy came over and was a quick pump and dump, 3rd guy was younger with an uncut cock and he fucked me for a little while before shooting his load deep inside me. After they left, I fingered my cummy hole and came on my chest. The next night, I took three more loads. One from a guy I didn’t even see. He found me bent over, took the lube that was next to me and pumped my hole full of cum. Next guy to breed me was a muscular black daddy, who pumped two loads into my hot boyhole. A couple days later I took four more loads. First guy wanted to wake me up with his cock and cum on his way to work. Now that I had a fresh load in me, the very first guy to breed me on this trip wanted to eat my cummy hole and add another load. I got a message from another top and he joined us. They took turns fucking my raw cum sloppy hole until they both added more loads to my boy cunt. After they left another top messaged me saying he was looking for a boy butt to breed. He was a heavy set daddy with a thick cock and while he didn’t last long, he shot a two week load into me. The next night a daddy dick messaged me looking for a sub cock hungry boy to breed. I went over to his place and sucked his cock until I had earned his daddy dick inside my boy hole. He had me lean over the back of his couch and he rammed my hole for over 20 minutes pummeling my hole and oozing precum into me. With a guttural growl he shot his daddy cum deep into his boy. As he pulled his spent cock from my hole, he told me I was a good boy and hopes I get to visit daddy again. My last day, a married daddy came over to my hotel before I had to check out and eagerly bred my hole as he doesn’t get to breed boys all that often. In total, I took 10 different cocks, and 12 loads of cum. All of the guys had average size cocks between 6-7in, except for the dom daddy who bred me over his couch, he was 7.5. picture is of my well bred hole after taking 9 loads.

This was originally longer but I decided to split into two parts. Part 3 is coming soon. Thank you for the nice words of appreciation and I hope you enjoy. Part 2 For years, I regretted telling my dad about being gay. Pushing those emotions down by throwing myself into school and then work, I never let myself have a moment to think about just how much it hurt when dad was not supportive of me coming out. So, to sit here and hear my dad tell me he was gay too and so was my brother, it brought out all of that repressed anger and frustration. For now, dad was still talking. “I’m sorry for the way I acted back then kid. When you told me, I was surprised by how easy it was for you to say it out loud. I was floored by the courage my 14-year-old son was showing when I, his 38-year-old dad, couldn’t even admit it to myself. I should have been more supportive kid and I have always felt bad about not being there for you. But now that you are here, I want us to have a better relationship. You’re my son, my boy and I want to be the dad you need me to be. I am sorry son and I hope you can forgive me.” I was still angry but part of me suddenly had context for his behaviour back then. Being from a small town, he was left to discover his sexuality for himself and it would be tough for anyone to go through all of that. Especially a young single dad. He wasn’t the bad guy I thought he was. Like me, he was also someone who’d suffered but unlike me, he had to do it on his own. I got up and made my way to the couch, planting myself between dad and Sam. I lifted my arms and pulled my dad in for a hug. As we hugged, we both started crying, letting out all the pent-up resentment and regrets from before. I felt movement in my back before feeling Sam’s thick wide arms wrap around me and touching dad’s sides in the process. We stayed like that, not a word spoken but a lot was communicated through that hug. “Wait, you’re gay too?” I muttered in disbelief to Sam. He grinned ear-to-ear and nudged me in the shoulder. “Fuckin’ unbelievable” I replied, before nudging him right back. “You have no clue how long I have wanted to say this Joe”, dad said, “Glad that this is out of the way. I hope you can forgive me son.” “I am sorry too dad, for having been such a dick. I had no idea,” I said, “I’m glad you told me dad.” Over the next hour dad and Sam told me about how they came out to each other. They came out soon after my last visit, with Sam coming out first leading to dad coming clean. Dad had known he was gay since high school but he had chosen to stay in the closet and not risk his reputation. I was touched by the fact that dad’s journey to acceptance was inspired by me. Small steps to fixing my relationship with my family! The rest of the day was spent with the 3 of us catching up. Dad and Sam grilled me on my relationships and my life in the city and were disappointed to know how boring my life was. As dad put it, “boy if I were your age in the city, I’d be fucking every guy I could find.” Dad’s subtlety was endearing. That night in bed, I had a hard time falling asleep. My mind kept drifting back to my conversation with dad and Sam. So much had changed in the past 12 hours in ways I couldn’t have imagined. My dad and my brother were gay like me, who would have thought. After a few hours of trying, sleep was off the menu. It was around 1 am when I decided to head downstairs and whip up something to eat. I left my room quietly and reached the top of the staircase, only to see the lights on downstairs and voices coming. I ducked down and glanced a peek towards the living area. What I saw was the craziest shit I had ever seen. Sam was lying on his back on the couch. He was butt naked, wearing a leather harness, a thick collar around his neck and just boots. His legs were raised up in a V, with his ass partially hanging off the couch and a cock pumping in and out of his hole, much to Sam’s clear pleasure and approval. The cock pumping in him was my dad’s who was dressed for the occasion. Wearing a leather harness and pants, he looked like the catalogue model for a BDSM magazine. He was grunting in pleasure as he hammered his cock in and out of Sam, both in the throes of great pleasure. “Yeah you love daddy dick don’t ya boy,” dad grunted between thrusts. “Yes sir, I love your cock in my pussy” Sam groaned, his fingers caressing my dad’s body. “Fucker take my cock,” dad started ramming harder and Sam moaned out loudly. Dad’s hand flew to Sam’s mouth covering it and muffling what would have been a loud moan. For the next few minutes, dad kept ramming into Sam before he let out a grunt of his own, announcing his own ejaculation. They stayed like that for the next minute, Dad still unloading the last vestiges of cum into Sam’s ass. Sam looked glazed, as he slowly stroked dad’s nipples and milked the cock in his ass. When dad pulled out, he grabbed a butt plug from the table and pushed it inside Sam. Dad plopped next to Sam in the couch, pulling him closer. Sam was stroking his huge cock while Dad was kissing his neck and pulling on Sam’s nipples. A few moments of foreplay later, dad bit down on Sam’s neck, eliciting a moan from Sam. He burst out all over the couch and cum flew in all directions. It was a sight to behold, my donkey dicked older brother shooting a gallon of cum while my equally large dad caressed him and made out with him at the same time. When Sam was done shooting, dad scooped up the cum splatter from his and Sam’s body and fed it to him. “Hmm boy, you got cum on my boots,” dad said to Sam sternly. In a flash, Sam got off the couch kneeled in front of dad and pushed his face to dad’s boots. To my shock (and arousal) he started to lick his cum from dad’s boots, spit-shining them in the process. Dad let him clean both shoes, while he watched Sam with adoration and intent. When he was done, he straightened his back but stayed on his knees in front of dad. “Thank you for letting me serve you sir.” “You’re welcome boy, bet that pussy was hungry all day” dad and Sam both smirked. “Watching your brother’s tight body worked you up well too, huh boy?” “Damn right sir, he’s a hot piece of ass Joe.” I was having a hard time believing all this. Not only had my dad and Sam been fucking, they clearly had more than just a casual relationship going on (I know my gay culture classifications). Weirder still, they were talking about me, like I was a piece of meat. My arousal was off the roof and my very hard and pre-cum leaking cock was the proof. Without wanting to alarm anyone, I quickly and quietly made my way back to my room. The second I laid down on the bed, I knew it was pointless. Sleep was off the table tonight.

I am neg but love being fucked raw and I love guys coming inside me. I know I am taking risks but usually stick with a regular group of tops. Occasionally like the slut I am I go with a random hook up and if he presses his cock against my hole I take it . I don’t ask for condoms and I don’t discuss status. I don’t want to be poz but I accept that it may happen one day. I guess my preference is for raw sex and for taking loads. That’s is just my thing.

I've been to sauna's in Singapore, Taipei, Bangkok and KL ... and I cannot recall any occasion where I was asked to use a condom. And I can recall a particularly hot encounter in Singapore sauna where a guy in the dark room was blowing me and then dragged me to the fuck bench so that I could pound him raw. As I fucked him (hard) there was a small crowd around and he begged me to cum inside him .... which I did. He then cleaned me off and had barely finished before another bottom then grabbed my hard cock and impaled himself on it and got a second load out of me. In Bangkok, there was a nightclub (can't recall the name, but its likely gone now) that had a cruise area on the top level: I went up there when I first arrived as I was curious what it looked like. Someone followed me up and I ended up fucking him raw/cumming inside him. I went back down to watch the show and enjoy the evening - the show finished about an hour later and *everyone* went up to the cruise level - so I followed. It wasn't "packed" (it was a large area) but there were lots of guys and I recall fucking three guys raw and leaving a further two loads inside some pretty hot Asian guys. The point being that BB is really easy to get (it is kind of the default), and you don't have to go to the sauna's to find it.

In all of the fetish videos I have seen, the top pisses in the pig's mouth and the pig just lets it run out. What a waste! If I am drinking straight from the tap, I am DRINKING, not gargling with it. How about you guys?

"mmm fuck me daddy yeah," I encouraged. The cock inside me felt a thousand miles wide and a million miles long. "fill my hole with your cum." He pumped faster, pressing his infinite weight on my back. Suddenly he gushed cum, which ran down both my legs in rivulets as he emptied an impossibly big load inside me. "unh unh unh," I woke to hear myself saying as I jerked myself awake. My underwear was down and my 6.5" cock spurted. The first shot drenching the sheet and the rest made a huge mess on my stomach. I froze except for my still twitching cock. My wife didn't stir. I cleaned up as much of the mess as I could with my t-shirt and washed the sheets the next day. She raised an eyebrow but didn't comment. **** The dreams had become increasingly frequent. Varied in their particulars but alarming in their consistency. Always me getting fucked and cummed in, often by a bunch of guys, always in some sleazy situation. After the incident I started jerking off regularly. The dreams became less intense but my fantasies became more realistic. I couldn't understand, really. We'd been married for 13 years and I'd never questioned my sexuality. But we hadn't been getting along and our sex life fell off. I had to acknowledge that my urge to get fucked in the ass had become profound. I put on a gay porn video on pornhub and felt practically dizzy with lust as I watched a twink get fucked bareback against a pool table. How was I so sure I wanted to be the "bottom"? **** I was out of town for work. Had just finished after an all nighter called my wife to commiserate and let her know that I could head home early. We got into a fight immediately. She was not being cool and I was exhausted and crabby. We never even got to the point. I decided I'd take my scheduled flight home and have a night to myself in a first rate city. It didn't take long for me to decide to figure out once and for all of I was gay. I napped until about 6 and decided to have a novel experience. I got a trimmer and buzzed my pubes. I got a bunch of water based lube, a bunch of condoms, a bottle of rum, a bottle of coke zero, etc. I got back to the hotel and got ready to receive anal lol. I took some pictures with the help of the bathroom mirror and posted looking for sex. I drank some rum and coke and watched porn. Guys started replying to my ad and I was texting with a few. I found a guy who seemed cool--mid 40s, neg, black, bi--and have him my room info. I got naked and put on the hotel's fuzzy robe He showed up after about 25 mins. It turned out the front desk had to call me when he arrived but it wasn't a big deal. I pressed lube into my ass and nervously waited for the knock. It came after a couple of minutes and I let him inside. I got on my knees and took his pants down. He was thick, 7" and shaved. I sucked him badly for a minute and he told me to get up. We headed to the bed and he disrobed. "So you're really married?" "Yeah, thirteen ye--," I was cut off by his cock in my face. I sucked him again. He put his balls in my mouth and told me he'd turn me out. He pushed me back on the bed and rubbed his cock with lube. He slid in and fucked me immediately. "Just relax. That's all you need to do." At first I panicked and clenched up and it hurt. But he ignored my protests and kept pumping. Somehow I began to relax in my helplessness. Eventually the feeling was incredible. My cock dripped precum as he bottomed out in me. I held my own legs apart as he used my hole. Suddenly I realized he was cumming. He kept fucking at speed as he ejaculated. After a few seconds he slowed down and my sphincter squeezed the last drop out of him. He got dressed and said I had a nice ass. Was I really married? "Well I don't think she's right for you man," he said after I assured him I was. **** I was ecstatic. I needed more. I told everyone I had a load in me. It filtered out a few guys but left me with 2 who were very interested. I get empowered as I told them I was a cumslut looking for the second load of my life/tonight. I invited them both (they knew about one another) and propped the door open with the dead bolt. After 25 minutes I got a call from the front desk. I told her to send him up and said I'd have another visitor arriving soon and that he could come right up. "Of course, sir. What's his name?" "Uhh.. I'm not sure. He's a delivery guy." "Of course sir," she replied impassively. The first guy slipped in the room. He was a big, heavily tattooed guy. Maybe mid 50s. I was in my robe with a hard cock. I offered him a drink and we made small talk. I opened his belt and pulled down his pants. I sat on the bed and took his hardening penis into my mouth and sucked his fat dick as well as I could as he said before me. After a couple minutes I pulled my mouth off and turned around to offer my ass. He took off his shoes, jeans and shirt and climbed into the bed. He grabbed a couple pillows and had me kneel against them. He rubbed a big glob of lube on his prick and then entered my cummy hole. He slapped my ass and fucked me like slut A slice of bright light illuminated the slutty scene as the other guy came in. He closed the door all the way and pulled his dick out as the top in me pulled my head back by my hair. "Jerk off while I fuck you," he demanded. "Shoot your load while I breed your slutty asshole." My cumshot pooled on the bedspread until I collapsed in it, as the assfucking continued unabated. Finally he finished, filling me with a massive nut and jerking his cockhead against my now-sore, cum-covered asshole. He withdrew but my other new friend announced he was going to cum and entered my tender ass, immediately ejaculating inside me. I barely got a look at him, to be honest, but he was Hispanic, on the younger side and had an unremarkable cock. The guys left and I caught my breath after a few minutes. I was beaming, loving the feeling of semen and lube running out of me and down my balls. Every few seconds another drop hit the bed. Just then I got a text from my wife apologizing for earlier. I left her on read as I spread my ass in the mirror. Fulfilling a request from another new friend.

Hey guys I've been reading hot stories for longer than I should say so I finally decided to try writing one myself. Let me know what you think! I woke up on the morning of my birthday to find a bunch of texts from friends and family. I read Mike's first. "happy birthday boy maybe now we can meet :)" I was already hard when I woke up but that got me stroking. I met Mike on Grindr a few months before when I downloaded the app on my phone and said I was 18. I was curious and I couldn't wait. I had to see it for myself. I put up a pic of my smooth chest. I also cropped one of my swim team pics so you could only see me and just from my neck down. I was wearing my speedo. Mike messaged me and we started to chat about what I was interested in doing. I think he could tell that I wasn't 18 pretty quick so during that first conversation he said "so when do you really turn 18 🙂?" I came clean and let him know that I was 17 and a total virgin. I had made out with a guy on the team at a party once and I loved that but we were both drunk and never talked about it after. Mike didn't ask to meet that first time the way some of the other guys who messaged me did. He took things really slow and I really liked him. When he did mention meeting he said that we had to wait until I was 18 but if I still wanted to meet when my birthday came around he would be willing to show me everything I wanted to experience and some things I probably didn't know about yet. He let me ask him about anything I wanted even stuff that I was scared of. He said he wouldn't judge because he wished he had someone to ask when he was younger. Over the months that we chatted he basically knew all of my fantasies. Most people would say they were pretty vanilla but I didn't really know what was out there. But the one thing that I found so hot that I was scared to share was how much the idea of incest got me off. I don't know what it was because I actually was not attracted to anyone in my family but thinking about a father and son messing around always put me over the edge. Mike said it was normal and there were ways to explore that without messing around with actual members of my family. Mike was 42 the same age as my dad. He lived alone and was never married or had kids. He had two pics on his profile. One was a body pic. He looked fit like he took care of himself but not like a big muscled guy who goes to the gym all the time. The second pic was of his entire body but fully clothed in what looked like an outfit my dad would wear when he went to work. Button down shirt and pants. But in the pic he was also wearing a baseball cap and was looking down so you still couldn't see his face. All these months he never asked me for a pic of my face. I think he knew I was scared to do that. I wasn't out yet to anyone and I didn't want anyone to find out. So I didn't ask to see his face either. After I thanked him for the birthday text he asked me what I thought about meeting IRL. Was I ready? I said I think I was as long as we go really slow and maybe not do everything the first time. Could we just meet and hang out and maybe just watch some porn and leave it at that? I developed a lot of trust in Mike those months and knew that he would be the kind of guy that I would want to be my first. He said of course we could take it slow. That's the best way because there's no rush. We made plans to hang out at his place that weekend. The anticipation over the next few days made me the horniest I had ever been. We actually didn't even message each other until that Saturday. "You still up for coming over and hanging out a bit?" I told him I was as the anticipation turned to nervousness. He sent me his address. He was really close. I knew from Grindr that he was not too far but I didn't calculate what that might mean. I could bike there and be there fast. We decided to meet at 3 so I could finish this one lab that I had to turn in that was already late. He told me to text him when I was about to leave my house so when I did I told him that I was really nervous. He texted me back immediately like he knew I would say that. "I understand. Everyone's first time doing anything can make people nervous. We are just going to hang out. No pressure. You told me you smoked pot before and like it right? We can just kick back and smoke a little to relax us." He was right. Nothing was going to happen this time. We were just going to meet and put a face to the last few months. What if one of us thought the other was ugly? Maybe he wouldn't be attracted to me and I had to be ready for that. I texted back that I was heading over. That was the longest bike ride I ever took. Now that I was on my way, I just wanted to get there. But I got to his house and started shaking. I couldn't control it. He told me to bring my bike into the back so that it would be safe left alone. I parked my bike right by his back door and then knocked. He didn't answer right away and while I waited I thought there was still time to get back on my bike and go home. But I couldn't move. And then I heard the chain on the door and then it opened. Mr. Kelly, my 10th grade math teacher stood in front of me. "Hi Jake." I couldn't speak. My only thought was that I was in trouble. Now everyone would know. But Mr. Kelly is gay? He was one of the chill teachers at school that everyone loved. I never thought he could be gay but I guess I never really thought about my teachers actually having lives. He was smiling as though he was not surprised that the person who was at his door was a student he had just a couple years ago, who was still a few months away from graduating. "uhhh Mr. Kelly? I'm so sorry...I...this is a mistake...I won't tell..." He reached out and held my arm. "It's ok. Come inside and let's talk." He pulled me gently and I followed him into his house.

When I was in college, I was still mostly closeted and only hooking up with guys from a few discreet websites like a4a. I had one top guy convince me to get fucked, despite my "total top" attitude and desires. Pictured: me and Phil, the top The first few times we fucked the condom broke and he flooded my ass with cum, always making sure to point out how much better it felt for both of us. That is probably why I didn't give it much thought when he stopped using the condoms after that. He also helped me get into drugs and sex as a perfect pairing, and with his help I slowly worked from poppers to lines of coke and even some tina booby bumps that he called "butt blasts" and told me they were totally safe and organic suppliments meant to make my butt have (and receive) a blast! He even convinced me to bring in other guys on our play sessions, despite my fear that someone I knew might end up at the door. It never dawned on me that anyone who showed up would have also agreed to take part in gay sex with a relative stranger. To put me at ease he often sent me the photos and stats of other guys before inviting them to join us and that kept me from freaking out when I recognized a few from around campus. Usually I automatically told him no way when it was someone I knew, but after seeing the conversations some of the guys had with him online, I often found myself agreeing to meet and play. I knew there was a risk of being outed but the reward seemed far more tempting when he got them to describe their wildest fantasies, especially when they sent photos of themselves with fingers or dildos up their asses and even the occassional shot of their faces covered in cum or with some dude fucking them. This made me feel bolder about my own ability to get away with illicit sex behind my girlfriend's back, so I joined a few more sites my top friend had recommended to me, and one in particular that I had been too freaked out by before that time, a site known as bareback real time sex or bbrts.com. Most of you probably know that site to be a more perverted hook up site than a4a or the others of the time, which is precisely what excited me but also what kept me from joining until then. Once I was on there, I often saw a profile for a self described straight but curious jock guy who, like me, was a sophomore at my school and, according to the site, he lived close enough to me to have his location show up within 300 ft of my dorm room. I checked out the guy's photos every chance I could and got hard enough that I used his profile to jerk off nightly or whenever possible. It turned me on to read about his experiences which were limited to one night of anal play with a married older couple that started with the wife eating his ass while her husband sucked his dick and ended with the wife fucking him with a strap on while he sucked the husband to orgasm. He had no other frame of reference for sex with men but wanted desperately to try anal play again, only this time he hoped to get to fuck a guy's ass. The most surprising part of his profile was his insistance that he use a condom when playing since he had a girlfriend, and I am guessing that was what had kept most guys from contacting him since he was on a site with bareback in the name. I had tried contacting him a dozen times, but he always disappeared right when I messaged him, and I figured he was either all talk or a straight guy and his friends who were using the profile to look for queers in the dorms, so I gave up. Imagine my delight and surprise when my top buddy sent me the profile info and chat transcript for a guy he was trying to hook up with and it was the same straight guy! Their emails revealed that the kid was terrified of being outed due to his gf as he had mentioned but also due to fear he might lose his baseball scholarship. The more they corresponded the more I came to see that it was his status on campus as a jock stud that he was desperate to maintain and why he only talked with guys who didn't have anything to do with the university. In some of the emails they exchanged, my top friend Phil told him about his "nephew" (aka me) who he described as a straight guy who dropped out of college and was curious too. He made the guy horny with details of how I came over regularly, slowly progressing from jerking off and smoking pot to recent sessions where I had sex with a few bottoms, then getting fucked by him and another hot top. He had then sent the guy pictures of me fucking a few guys but my face was cropped out or blurred in all of them. School guy responded with pics of himself from the neck down in his jockstrap or jerking off. Then Phil sent photos of me taking his cock, again with no face, and school guy sent a video of himself jerking off onto his computer screen, specifically my photos. The guy from my school, who told Phil his name was "Dick Butz" lol, was really interested in meeting and fucking me, especially when Phil offered him some drugs to help get us in the mood and promised "Dick" I would even be too out of it to remember his face. Dick thought that was the best plan ever and was practically begging to do it after hearing that. Phil said he would set it up but only if he could be sure "Dick" was for real, so even as reluctant as he was, he finally sent some photos of his face in their most recent chats. I was filled with shock and desire when the photos revealed him to be my good friend and poker buddy Tyler, star of our school baseball team and notorious pussy hound. I'd had a crush on him since the first time we met freshman year and my crush had grown everytime we saw each other, making it almost an obsession. When he hosted poker nights, I always found an excuse to use the bathroom at the same time as someone else which meant I would have to use the one off his bedroom, allowing me to grab his underwear or cup and jerk a load into them. As I looked at photos of his nude form that he'd taken using his cheap ass phone and cheaper webcam, I was drooling and amazed that he still looked awesome in each pic. I went back and zoomed in on every shot featuring his rock hard ass, cut abs, hefty circumsized hard on, massive balls, and then stopped to drool more over his face with his dimples and goofy jock grin. Just as he always did in life, he wore a cheap watch in each photo and a cubs cap that was so worn we used to say it would disintegrate if he ever removed it, and I kicked myself for not seeing the watch before. Phil was still reluctant to get the guy to join us because no matter how much Phil objected and tried to talk "Dick" aka Tyler into going raw, Tyler was dead set against it and finished their last correspondence with a sentence detailing how desperately he wanted to spend a night brutalizing phil's nephew's butthole, even offering to pay for the opportunity, but his only firm rule was if he had to go without protection then he wasn't interested and they might as well stop talking about it altogether. I was not about to let that happen, and immediately told Phil that I knew the guy and begged him to get Tyler to join us. Once he knew about Tyler's sports skills and reputation as a ladies man he told me he would overlook Tyler's obsession with condoms and went to work to set it all up. Since Tyler was still nervous about meeting a guy his age, Phil suggested that all three of us could wear hats and sunglasses to keep our identities secret. Still Tyler was wishy washy about setting up a date to do it until after a poker game one night that we had at a mutual friend's house the day before halloween. When the host came out wearing a cheesy brown Mullett wig with a bandana attached that he planned to wear to a costume party the next night, Tyler seemed to have a sudden need to cash out and go home. Phil texted me on halloween and told me Tyler had emailed him and agreed to meet up the following weekend with an attached photo of himself that he took that night in a similar mullet wig (this one blondish yellow), wife beater and sweats. Apparently he bought his costume that day, and thought he would be unrecognizable enough that he even sent a photo in the get up but left his obscenely large stiff cock pulled out to make the image complete. Originally Phil and I had thought we would have to use the surprise tactic and some of Tyler's photos to coerce/blackmail him into going through with fucking me once he saw me at Phil's house, but now that Ty planned to wear the mullet and a pair of sunglasses, I decided to follow suit, pulling out a wig I wore when I was Superman at a costume party years earlier, and a mardy gras mask that covered from the top of my forehead to the tip of my nose, leaving my nostrils and the mouth fully uncovered. Even the eyes had a see through mesh fabric covering them, so I felt sure I would be completely unrecognizable too. Phil told Tyler to come around 10pm that Friday night and asked me to show up around 9, while he told Ty I wasn't going to be there until 1030 since I wasn't off work til ten, that way Tyler could meet Phil and the two of them could get high and drink before I arrived, which sounded good to Tyler. He also told Tyler that I was really shy and wouldn't talk much because of my self consciousness about a stutter that I suffered from. I couldn't have him recognizing my voice and ruining the plan. The night before we planned to meet Tyler, Phil had me come over and wear the wig and mask and made some vids on his phone of he and I fucking around, taking a lot of photos too, especially of his bare cock inside my tight hole. Thank goodness he had because, just as phil expected from a straight scared newbie, Tyler tried to text and cancel about two hours before he was scheduled to show. Phil acted like it was no biggie but told Tyler that "Mark" (my fake name) would be disappointed and sent Tyler some photos of me sucking Phil's 8.5 inch dick and when Tyler still waivered he sent a couple of Phil fucking me, and finally he sent a video of his big dick sliding out of my bubble butt and spewing jizz all over my naked body. By the time I got to Phil's house, Tyler was back on board and was hoping to have me there even sooner so we could fuck ASAP! Phil and I spent 45 mins hiding two cameras of his plus my camcorder in the bedroom, then we set up his webcam to record in the living room in case we played in there. Just as Ty texted he was on his way we did some lines of coke and I moved my car around the corner from the house so Tyler wouldn't see and possibly recognize the green Buick that wad famous with my friends due to the metalic gold trim that included gold hubcaps bumpers and door handles (you take what you can get when buying a used car). When Tyler arrived, I went into Phil's office and donned my wig and mask and watched the webcam feed on his laptop. Phil invited him in, took his coat and made him a drink while they chatted and watched some bisexual porn on phil's huge tv, all before Tyler even thought to put on the wig or sunglasses I couldn't help jerking as Tyler admitted to Phil that he was watching gay porn occasionally since they'd begun chatting online and I almost shot my wad when Ty stripped to his bball shorts and fondled himself while they shared stories of guys they wanted to screw. He even mentioned a friend he played poker with who lived in the same dorm as him but he was pretty sure would never do stuff with another guy, and despite the possibility that he meant one of our mutual poker friends, I was 99% sure he meant me. Phil told Tyler he might be surprised and said he should try to get the poker friend alone some night and feel him out but Tyler assured him that the guy was totally straight and was seriously involved with my girlfriend, but finished with adding he wished Phil was right because he lusted over the guy's "juicy bubble ass." I knew it was me when he described my rear and my girl since the other guy from our poker games was skinny as fuck and had no ass and no girlfriend. He teased me more by adding "I've lost some hands after seeing him bent over in front of me. lucky for me that gives me a chance to go jerk one out in the bathroom before going on." That admission made my ass quiver and I decided to "arrive" despite there being 8 mins early. I warned Phil by texting him that I was just parking and would be inside shortly, which was a code we decided on in advance, giving Tyler time to put on the wig and shades before I snuck out onto the back deck, went down the steps, came around in front, checked my wig and mask were on straight and rang the bell. As I expected, Phil answered the door in just a pair of tight briefs and talked to me about how work went. I kept my answers to one or two words and he went on and told me he had a friend joining us so I should put on my mask in the entry and take off my work clothes while he got me a drink. I practically ripped my coat, shirt and pants off, leaving me in a white tee shirt and tighty whiteys with my white crew socks to finish my innocent shy boy get up. Taking a deep breath, I steadied myself and went around the corner. Phil handed me my drink, then turned around and introduced "Mark" aka me to "Dick" aka Tyler, who stood up and shook my hand enthusiastically while the semi in his shorts got longer and harder. "Dick" motioned for me to sit next to him on the loveseat and made sure his leg and mine were in full contact, then he put his arm around my shoulders when we were seated. As he asked me questions about what I did for work and how I'd come to try sex with my uncle, etc. I replied with mumbled one word responses that were somewhat due to my need to stay unrecognized but we're also caused by my real nerves, which now had me shaking. When Tyler began running his other hand up and down my thigh, my cock was hard as steel and I found my eyes sinking into my lap. Maybe it was because I wanted it so badly or perhaps I was unprepared for how much he turned me on, sitting there plying me with his million watt smile and his well practiced moves. It was easy to see what it was about him that had convinced hundreds of busty young co-eds to let their gaurd down and allow Tyler to plow them. Whatever it was he was asking, I was glad that Phil took most questions and answered for me, thus Tyler seemed none the wiser about my real identity. To help us relax Phil suggested some weed, cialis and coke, & 20 minutes later we were all high, hard and horny. I was barely able to pull my mind off Tyler's hands, which were working up my shirt and down my briefs now. But I realized Phil was waving to me from the kitchen, which was code for me to ask if I could use the bathroom while Phil and Tyler moved to the bedroom. Listening from the hallway I could hear Tyler thanking Phil for this, commenting on how how I was and how nice an ass I had. I almost laughed when Phil asked if it was as nice as his poker buddy's and Tyler responded that it wasn't quite as nice but added that he might have been biased since he'd been coveting his buddy's ass for nearly two years. Phil showed Tyler all the supplies and Ty wasted no time, making sure they had plenty of lube and condoms so he could fuck me as many times as Phil thought I could handle. I quickly peed and double checked that my hole was cleaned out and well lubed before returning to the two tops, my shirt and socks remaining in the bathroom. Tyler was now nude except for the mullet wig with his hard dick in Phil's mouth. he smiled and motioned for me to join him on the edge of the bed, and I licked my lips. As I went to sit next to him, I felt my briefs fly down my hips and Tyler's warm inexperienced mouth begin awkwardly slurping on my 6.5 inch meat. It hadn't occured to me he would want to suck my cock, but boy did he seem eager. Phil stood up and removed his own underwear and pulled me back on the bed while Tyler continued to suck me, now adding his dry fingers to the mix, working their way past my peach fuzz covered cheeks, beginning to force themselves unceremoniously up my hole. When he felt it was moist, he whipped back and investigated, probably afraid he was feeling something gross, but when he realized it was lube, he smiled and returned to his fingering, figuring I must be wanting this as bad as he did. Minutes seemed to stretch longer as I ached for him to fuck me, remembering countless nights hearing him brag during poker tournaments that lasted til dawn. My body vibrated at the promises he'd hinted at, telling us he was known far and wide for his huge loads of cum and his superhuman ability to get hard over and over. A few girls i knew confirmed his bravado and told me how he could cum and minutes later be right back fucking, with load after load and fuck after fuck, all night long. His hands and mouth were not satisfying my need to verify this myself tho. Finally I couldn't take the bad head anymore and pulled him up on top of me, whispering to him that I wanted him to fuck me, probably more words than he heard from me yet that night. "Not so shy now, huh marky?" He said as he rolled me onto my side and reached over to grab a condom from the night stand. Iwas usually a safe sex guy myself but not when I played with Phil, and now I was disappointed that he still seemed to insist on the rubber. Phil, who lay next to me, as if reading my mind, leaned in and whispered in my ear "not to worry." He had doctored the condoms so they would all break as soon as Tyler tried to fuck me. I realized for the first time that it was his doctoring that made us have such bad luck the first few times we had screwed around, and I decided I would be angry at him later. In the moment, I was happy to hear that I was going to be fucked raw by Tyler, my Poker playboy crush, one way or another. I looked back towards Tyler as he rolled the rubber down his dick and applied a generous amount of lube, before squirting some onto his hand and rubbing it into my ass crack. Phil rolled over and knelt on the edge of the bed when Tyler moved in to mount me, and it hit me that he was doing it so he could take Tyler's cock and insert it for him, while he instructed Tyler to lift my leg with one arm and brace himself on the headboard with the other. My thigh wasn't used to such a massive stretch right off the bat but it didn't break me so I just tried to relax as Tyler precariously pushed forward and began entering my ass with Phil driving his joystick. Tyler was not balancing well so it was no surprise to Phil or I that his first few thrusts missed my asshole and required a wiggle or scoot before the next. Finally he managed to push the first inch through my ring and the sharp pain and rough material coating his rod made me yelp which Tyler responded to with some enthusiasm, as if my displeasure was because of his massive cock. In a way, I guess it was, but I didn't like the fact that he was eager to hurt me so I said in my most convincing fake voice "go slow man. I need time to adjust before u rip me up." Tyler's brow broke out in sweat and he tried to pull back slightly, which resulted in his dick popping out altogether. As he pushed back in, the condom broke, and to my shagrin, Tyler immediately pulled his cock out and applied another from the pile. Phil seemed obviously disappointed at the young man's quick response so before Tyler could try again he had us each do a line of something that I assumed to be coke but burned more, and once Tyler let the stuff get to his brain, he asked if he could so some more, and Phil happily agreed, letting him do two more lines while telling me to try hitting the poppers. I took a few long hits and felt my body sinking away from the tension my ass had been feeling, and just as I released the second hit, Tyler rolled me onto my back and threw both my legs over his biceps and began pressing into my hole again. This time he got most of the way in before we felt the rubber break, and even kept pumping for a moment until he was almost completely inside of me, but his cock was not in charge yet. He removed his dick once more and reapplied a condom, but this time he did a much more haphazard job, not taking the time to squeeze the tip or apply more lube. Still the condom lasted while he slowly worked his way back in, inch by inch creeping up my ass, but the moment he was about to thrust for real, I felt something that may have been his cockhead opening the end of the condom and sliding further in than his previous attempts. My ass jumped as I pictured his bare boner engorged to such a thickness that it refused to stay encased in latex and with its jump, it also tightened and pulled him further in. Up until that moment my ass had yet to feel his dick anywhere near the second sphincter, but with the forward motion and the added benefit of his bare skin pushing beyond the torn latex, it popped firmly past my inner grip. With simultaneous moans of pleasure, we seemed to work our bodies around each other, as his hips drove his meat balls deep in me and my ass vacuumed his cock until it was sealed in the heat of my raw tunnel. "F-f-fuck, I think the condom broke, " Tyler said, reaching back to feel around the shaft while he slowly began fucking my hole. Phil insisted he could see the condom was still intact around the shaft, and pressed his cock to Tyler's lips, grabbing hold of his head, tearing the mullet wig off before brutally punching his hard cock down Tyler's receptive throat. Without any other way to keep his balance, Tyler had to return his hand to where it had been, and hooked my leg back over his shoulder, and for the first time since we began, he forgot about replacing the destroyed prophilactic and focused on destroying my ass instead. I worked my hands over Tyler's muscular shoulders and chest before reaching back and fondeling his balls as they swung against my cheeks with a rapidly increasing rhythm. Taking another hit from the poppers, I handed them up to Phil who took one himself before instructing Tyler to do a hit on either side of his nose. Once the second nostril was filled with the scent, Phil pinched Tyler's nose shut and shouted "Hold your breath in til I say so boy!" Tyler gagged a little around Phil's cock while he tried to hold his breath. His humping decreased in power for a minute until Phil released his nose and said "exhale!" Tyler let out a huge breath as Phil pulled his hard on from Tyler's mouth and moved to wear it was fucking my mouth instead, and to my delight, Tyler began really pounding my ass. True it was as much pain as it was pleasure but I didn't say a word or try to push Tyler off. My mind was made up that I was gonna take his cock no matter what. Tyler began saying dirty stuff like "yeah suck his cock" and "fucking take my monster meat you hot mother fucker" and I just moaned and grunted in agreement. Phil produced some kind of pipe that I couldn't really make out through the mask, and took a few hits before instructing Tyler to do the same. Tyler seemed reticent at first but Phil just told him it was a little late to be asking now, and Tyler must have decided he was right because he took the hits when Phil lit the pipe and then shot gunned each of them to me. The taste was acrid and nasty although not nearly as polluted feeling as smoking weed or tobacco. I figured it was something akin to coke and let myself go along for the ride, and by the fifth shotgun, I was exhaling huge clouds of white smoke. My brain was aware on a whole new level suddenly and without any warning Tyler turned the final shot gun into a make out session which I was happy to go along with. While Phil watched he also manuevered us until finally he gave up and told Tyler to pull out and move me to the edge of the bed. I freaked when Tyler did as Phil said, only to pull out, see he was inside me bare and ask for another condom. Phil told him he would get it in just a second, but first "I want you to put that wig and sunglasses back on so I can take a couple pics and a video of u fucking my nephew's ass bareback." You would think Tyler would be against such an idea but he just smiled and said fuck thats hot, grabbed the wig and glasses from Phil and slapped them on, topped them with his trade mark ball cap and told me to hang on. While he was distracted Phil produced his camera from behind a pile of clothes in the corner and acted like he was just turning it on. I could tell he got a really good shot of Tyler before he was masked in his disguise, but Tyler just asked if he looked good, and without much thought I said "you are the hottest fuck I've ever seen." This seemed to be the same as saying action, and suddenly without any pretense, Tyler pulled my ass to the side of the bed and entered me in one quick motion. For the next few minutes he humped and talked dirty, making sure to turn so he could show off his muscles to where ever Phil was at with the camera. I could barely see straight as he banged and rammed me. Soon Phil told Tyler how the "audience" wanted to see Tyler shoot his baby batter up my butthole and Tyler turned right to me and said "Well let's give the people what they want" and began taking me faster and deeper than before, only now he was screaming for me to jerk off as he did. While my cock throbbed in my hand and his cock throbbed harder up my hole, I began to see stars and told them I was getting close. Tyler told me how hot that was and how much he wanted me and then leaned into kiss me before putting his arms under my shoulders and lifting me off the bed and bouncing me on his cock for a minute while we both screamed. Dropping me as his arms began to shake he pumped me deep and hard a few times then rippped his cock from my ass and began spraying cum from my hole up over my cock and stomach, across my chest and neck and into the black wig and all over my mask. He then shoved it back inside me and told me it was my turn. I didn't need a second invitation, instead I began blasting my cum over the both of us, shooting 4 or 5 times before Tyler doubled over and managed to catch my cock head in his mouth for the remaining shots while keeping most of his dick buried inside me. Once my last cumshot subsided, he popped up and began french kissing me, letting me taste my own cum. Phil was hard as a rock and told Tyler to move, which he did reluctantly, before whipping me onto my belly, pulling me up to my knees and stuffing his own raw cock into my ass. It must have been lubed like mad because, as he handed the camera to Tyler to continue filming, he asked how it could be so hot and wet inside at which point Tyler admitted that the load Phil filmed was his third load of the night. He apologized to me as Phil began going to town on my hole, and admitted he had cum once right after he thought he felt the condom break and once more right as Phil started filming us but he didn't want to break his rhythm and figured the condom might not have been broken after all. I just moaned and gritted my teeth while phil worked his cock into my cum filled ass, and Tyler climbed up and stood over me, feeding his still stiff cock to Phil while Phil raped me. Phil took the camera from Tyler while they switched off taking hits from the pipe that I still couldn't see, and Tyler bent down to make me take a few hits just as Phil announced his first load up my ass. Unlike Tyler, Phil needed a few minutes to regain his strength so he disappeared into the bathroom at which point Tyler got me to bend over back to doggy style and began fucking me again, telling me within the first minute that he was adding another load to my ass. Now I knew Tyler had taken a strap on and from his emails and photos it looked like he used a variety of objects on his own hole, but it surprised the hell out of me when Tyler pulled his cock from my ass after another load and scooted up to my face as I rolled over and asked me to eat his hole. Everything Tyler had said about my ass earlier in the evening was exactly how I felt about his, so I had no trouble doing as he requested, using my tongue and fingers to play with his sweet clean butt while Tyler spun around and sucked on my rehardening cock. My whole body was on another plain of existance known as bliss when he rose off my dick and said "You're clean right?" Too which I moaned yes while tonguing his tight smooth baseball butt. For those of you who have never seen a baseball player squating to catch the ball or pushing off the ground to the jump for a pop fly, you are missing the ass and thighs of the gods doing their most holy work, which is why having him squating over my mouth was as much as I could have hoped to have experienced, until the moment he lifted off, turned around and squated down over my waist, and with one hand holding my cock up into the air, plunged his bare athletic hole over the tip. His eyes slammed shut and he sucked air in through gritted teeth, while pushing his butt til about 4 inches of my 6.5 were inside him. Then he began confiding in me that he had kept a cock with a suction cup on it that he stole from an ex-girlfriend's collection the year before, and had spent hours in the time since riding that dick on the floor of his dorm room or suctioned to the seat of his desk chair while watching porn featuring trannies and guys getting pegged. He even said he had done it in the showers at the university rec center and in the steam room at the athletic center with the hope he might get caught but had chickened out after taking it inside him and shooting his load right away each time. He stopped his tale just long enough to tell me I had better not to cum inside him or he would beat my ass. Ironic since he had shot at least 4 loads in me since we "met" that night. This was too much for me to resist, and without his permission, I reached up and grabbed his hips and thrust myself fully inside him, which caused him to yelp and call me a son of a bitch and pound his fist into the bed while he tried to push off me, but I just told him to jerk his cock and kept rising up and down into him as my load got closer and closer to exploding. He began jerking his cock but immediately told me he was too close not to cum at which point I said "then cum goddammit" and he did. Once his first shot blasted into my mask, my own balls began emptying up his hole, but I made sure to be as still and quiet as possible as I shot, choosing to hold myself as deep in his hole as I could get without my balls being sucked in too. Lucky for me, I was also pretty good at being able to stay hard after I shot my load, and with the cialis and the knowledge I had just bred him secretly, it was no problem. When his balls finally finished spewing he asked me if I could keep from shooting long enough to let him keep riding me for awhile and I said yes and watched as he worked himself back to full staff. To my surprise, I found my own balls were also ready to shoot again, but this time I warned him. "Good, then you'll like this," He said, grinning. He began bouncing on my meat while repeatedly telling me to warn him when I was getting close, and in about 2 minutes I did just that. With a smirk on his face he handed me the camera and told me to record then bounced a few times more on my dick before leaning forward, pushing his hands into the bed beside me and suddenly flipping backwards, landing with his feet next to the bed. He then spread my legs and slid inside me raw balls deep which was too much for me to take. I shot my biggest load of the night, all over both of us, while trying not to pass out. He applauded my immense load and told me I was the only guy he'd ever seen who could shoot as much as he could, before pulling his own cock from my ass and adding an even bigger load to our bodies. I wondered how it was possible til I realized Phil had been standing at the door when he saw the flip and snuck over and shoved half of his cock into Tyler's cum lubed ass just in time to make him shoot. Phil was not allowed to add his own babies to the butt though, and had to settle for taking video of Tyler and I on our knees eating his thick white cream as it oozed from his red pipe. After that Tyler made sure the camera was off (without knowing the other two were rolling) and stripped the wig and sunglasses off again, and went to take a shower. Phil gave me a hit from the weird pipe as he went and turned off the other two cameras, and quietly got me to admit I had shot a load in Tyler's butt. He turned the camera back on for a minute while he asked me if I enjoyed getting bred by straight stud "Dick." Somehow my character had become the same as what Phil had told Tyler it was, and I began stammering and quietly admitting I had enjoyed it a lot. Phil found this very very hot and told me to stay put while he checked on Tyler. I did another line of coke and drank some water before Tyler peeked his head back in and said he had to run because he was supposed to be at a workout at 7am and it was nearly 4. He reached over to the desk and wrote down his email address before telling me we should get together just the two of us sometime, then came over and did a line of coke, planted a kiss on me and disappeared. Phil returned a second later as I was trying to get up and get dressed, but he was having none of it and pushed me back onto the bed and turned the camera on and told me to tell him what had just happened. I thought I was out of gas for the night, but he had me take some more hits from the weird pipe while he loaded the videos from the cameras onto his tv in his bedroom. We watched the video while he fucked me and I decided to stay the rest of the night since he had handcuffed me to the bed and was cumming in me again already. stay tuned for chapter 2

(This story originally appeared in 2014 on my now defunct tumblr blog) I was in trouble. I was in very, deep, inescapable trouble. Here I was stranded on the side of the road, because I had ignored the last fuel for (x) number of miles signs back near Gallup. All told this was one of the worst places in America to run out of gas. The nearest town’s highlight was a trailer park full of Mormons and a crater from an ancient meteor strike. No fuel for dozens and dozens of miles. And it was getting dark. I popped the hood under the waning light, and opened the trunk; the universal sign of distress on the road. When I opened the trunk I remembered I had an Obama 08 sticker on the bumper. And an HRC equal sign. Given where I was stranded both of those things could make some serious anger come my way. Before I could really think about what to do, I heard a vehicle approaching behind me. Turning to look I spied a pickup truck slowing down as it passed me, then start backing up. The middle aged guy who got out of the driver’s side was amazing. He was easily six and a half feet tall, broad shoulders, and his arms looked like he could benchpress my skinny hipster ass. “You need a hand, pal?” he asked, his voice was a clear baritone that made me a little weak in the knees. His jeans were packed full at the crotch and so was the plain, stained t-shirt he wore. “Uh… yeah! I kinda fucked up and didn’t fuel up past Gallup.” “That is a pretty good fuck up.” He chuckled jovially, “I live just up the road and have some fuel I could give ya.” “Really?” I asked, almost incredulously, but I didn’t want to offend either. “Sure.” He shrugged, “Only problem is I’m coming off of a twelve hour shift and might not be able to drive ya back here, so if you don’t mind crashing on my couch?” “Sure, thanks… uhh I’m Matt.” I reached out my hand. He smiled and shook it, “I’m Zeke.” I got a little fascincated by the gray that was creeping into his beard. Fuck this guy was hot. There was a bit of an awkward silence which he broke, “You need to grab anything?” I chuckled, “Yeah, just give me a minute.” I reached into the car and grabbed my laptop bag, my accordion and my backpack. I tossed these into the extended cab to his own upturned eyebrow at the bulky leather case. “What’s in the big case?” he asked curiously. “An accordion.” I said without a hint of irony. Here I was, a twenty four year old, college educated, shaggy haired, skinny musician of obscure instruments with a mustache that has seen waxing recently. I was probably so far outside this guy’s experience he’d probably have me hiking back to my car in less than an hour. As he drove and the miles sank by I began to regret brining the accordion, but it was too fucking expensive to leave in a car overnight in the middle of the desert. “So where are you headed, you playing in a band?” he asked. “Yeah, actually.” I said, “I kind of.” I fumbled over some words then got out, “I’m meeting friends in Flagstaff to play a gig in the park downtown tomorrow night. We’d been practicing back in Dallas for a while and I kinda wanted to drive out here to clear my head before the show.” “Cool.” He said, “What kind of music do you guys play?” I smiled a little bit, here we go! “We’re kind of gypsy punk. There’s a guitarist, a drummer and a bass player, but also a violinist, and me on the accordion.” “Oh!” he said with a boom of recognition, “Like Gogol Bordello!” I was stunned. “Yes! Them and Caravan Palace are our huge influences.” “I love Gogol Bordello.” Zeke announced, turning on his blinker, “I drove to Vegas to see them. Great fuckin show!” We turned up a dark dirt road, in the distance I could see the lights of some houses out on the scrub plain, but with the sun down it was hard to tell where the road began and the darkness ended with the headlights. The truck stopped soon in front of a darkened house, maybe a hundred feet off the main road. We got out and Zeke helped me carry my stuff inside his darkened ranch style home. As lights went on I could tell he lived alone. No woman alive would have put up with exposed beams in the walls, and sheets of dry wall stacked in the living room. “Did you just move in?” I asked. “Yeah… five years ago.” He chuckled, “Wanna beer?” “Absolutely.” I set my stuff down near the couch and he passed me a can of Tecate. He’d been living here for five years and hadn’t gotten much done around the house in the interim due to a demanding job all the way down in Globe. “I moved here for the job from Phoenix, but my boyfriend at the time didn’t want to so we called it quits.” Zeke said, “We still get together whenever I’m in town though.” I breathed a sigh of relief after swallowing some beer, “Oh thank the gods!” I leaned back on the plush couch with a chuckle, “I was afraid my queer ass was going to get kidnapped into a Mormon fringe cult!” Zeke laughed, a big throaty laugh, “You read too much Huffington Post!” That little taunt made me laugh, because it was fucking true, “But seriously,” he dead panned, “They’re in the house down the road.” We laughed some more. A television lay dark, and I asked, “Wanna hear some of my band’s recent practice sessions?” he assented and I hooked the laptop to the flatscreen. I kicked off my sandals so I could crouch to see the HDMI port. “You smoke?” he asked. “Not cigarettes.” “Good!” he got up and disappeared down a hallway. By the time he got back I was pressing play on the sound file. It was one we were proud of; a cover of Crowded House’s “Don’t Dream Its Over”. Zeke sat back on the couch with a tray and a bag of weed. I helped pick out the stems and seeds and we smoked. It was some really good bud. “Yeah,” he said lazily, “I have it mailed from a friend in Oregon. It’s the only thing that can help me unwind these days.” “I just jack off.” I admitted, “I can’t afford to smoke good weed, so I just go without most the time.” We were stretched back and listening to the hyper, jazzy punk that was playing on the speakers. It seemed a little odd being juxtaposed with the heady, relaxing buzz now coursing through our brains, but Zeke was really digging it. “I’m gonna hafta come out and see your show tomorrow,” he said, “this is good. This is a lot more punk than gypsy, but I’m loving it.” He said with a smile and stretched out. The couch wasn’t big, so when he spread his arms over the back of the couch he basically had put his arm around me. I smiled and melted into him a little bit, but not too much to be presumptuous. I nestled into his shoulder and puffed on the last of the joint. “You really got it down to the nub.” He said. “Don’t burn yourself, dude.” “I have nimble fingers.” I admitted, with the best side-eye I could muster. He caught it and smiled, and pulled me into him. “Wanna fuck around, kid” he whispered into my ear and I shivered. I put the roach down on the arm of the couch and cupped my hand on his crotch. “Yeah,” I said with a wicked little grin, I groped him, feeling his growing stiffy and not immediately registering just how thick it was becoming, “weed always makes me horny.” He moaned, deep from his diaphragm and turned my face to his. Our lips met open, and immediately our tongues were getting to know each other. My hand went from groping him to his pec, and I squeezed gently. He pushed me back onto the cushions and moved on top of me, mashing our mouths together, and then making a trail down my neck. I groaned, joyfully. Zeke’s hands went under my They Might Be Giants shirt and tugged it off my head, exposing my pale skin, covered in light brown hair. He made another trail down to my left nipple and sucked it hungrily. I gasped over and over again in sheer pleasure. His hands were undoing my belt and unzipping my pants when he went to my right nipple and slowly started to tug down my pants. He met some resistance as the denim bunched up at my mid thighs. He chuckled, “What the… fucking hipster legging crap!” He declared with no small amount of sarcastic bluster as he tore my pants down my legs and threw them across the room. I laughed giddily. I was in a blue pair of cheap underwear I had dyed myself, and he smirked at the little panties. The older man gripped my growing erection through the cloth and began to jack me. His other hand worked into the leg of the undies and started to fiddle with my hole. I was moaning wildly on his couch when his finger entered me. “You get fucked on the regular, boy?” he asked, with no small amount of authority in his voice. “Yes, sir.” I said, knowing exactly where this was going, and wanting to help it along. “Good.” He said, pulling out his finger, “Bathroom’s down that hall on the right, Fleet enemas are under the sink.” He pointed to the hall and I got up and made use of his facilities. Here I was, on some god forsaken stretch of I-40 about to get my fuzzy hipster ass plowed by a hot rural daddy bear. “And put those little fag panties back on when your done in there!” his voice boomed through the house. I shuddered in expectant delight! I finished put my underwear back on and ventured out into the living room. Zeke stood shirtless, packing a bowl. We each took a hit, and after taking the bowl off of me and placing it on the kitchen island that overlooked the living room he pulled me by the neck into a kiss. His hands ventured back into my briefs and his fingers dove into my crack and across my hole. I whimpered into his kiss. Zeke then shoved me over the back of the sofa and shoved my undies aside, exposing my hairy hole. He shoved a finger into the first knuckle and I gasped. His finger was followed by his tongue and I was a quivering mess hanging onto the back of the couch. He continued to tongue and finger fuck me for a good while, spitting into my hole to help things along when needed. Every time I heard him spit and felt the wetness splat against my crack I’d gasp, knowing what he was prepping me for. Finally he pulled away and dragged me off the couch by my waist. He motioned me to my knees and I came face to face with the monster his genetics had made. His dick was wide as a can of Redbull and nearly a foot long. I gaped, not sure what I’m supposed to do with it and its wide dripping piss slit, when he gripped the back of my hair with his fist and sank his cock in. I choked and he said, “Calm down, and take it. You’re not singing tomorrow, right? So fucking take it!” I repositioned his cock, slightly, and swallowed as it approached my gag reflex. His length sank down, but only so far. I was still a few inches away from his pubes. But he let up on me, content with the progress I’d made, “Good boy. That’s how a good boy sucks his daddy’s dick, isn’t it?” I nodded when I came up for air, “Yes, sir.” He smiled, leaned down and kissed me, “Up. Come on.” He said, and led me down the hall, past the bathroom and into a bedroom strewn with clothes, and dominated by a king size bed. He picked me up and tossed my smaller 5’8” frame onto the bed, and climbed on after kicking off his boots. We made out some more, smoked a bowl from a bed side table, and continued making out as I worked his jeans off his legs. “You play raw or wrapped?” he asked. “I’m on cool.” I said, purposefully not answering him, hoping this man I’d just met would take the lead and breed me deep. “Good.” He said with a smile, “I’m undetectable so we should be good.” “Yes, sir.” I continued kissing him, and groped the monster cock between our bodies. He smiled and led kisses down my furry frame, ending again at my asshole. He pushed my legs up and I gripped them in my arms as his tongue renewed its assault. He grew impatient with the cloth obscuring my hole, so he tore the cheap fabric out of his way. I was shocked, but too turned on to give a shit about cheap briefs. I was clearly in the hands of a master. At forty-five Zeke knew well his craft, and was working me in a frenzy. I needed cock. Desperately; as if I was still the seventeen year old virgin who’d never been fucked. “Oh, god, Zeke… please, uuuuhhh.. fuck me…” “What’d you say, boy?” he spit into my hole. “Fuck me!” I said louder. “With what?” he spit once more. “With your cock!” I moaned, sounding like I was crying, “Fuckin, breed me, daddy!” He dug into the side table and came back with a bottle of lube. He spilled some over my asshole and worked in into me with his fingers, while he lubed his dick with the other hand. Zeke positioned himself and pressed the head of his wide cock to my hole and began to press forward. I opened to him, more easily than I ever had for anyone, and I’d never seen a cock as thick as his. I needed to be rimmed this good from now on, I thought as he began to sink his girth within me. “That’s a good boy!” he moaned with a dopey smile on his bearded face. “Oh daddy.” I uttered, higher pitched than I meant, and amazed at how full my ass had become. He bottomed out and bent over between my legs. I let go of my knees and wrapped my legs around his waist. Our mouths met again and we wrapped our arms around each others shoulders, pulling us closer together. He began to hump. Gently, but authoritatively. He claimed me at both ends, with cock and tongue, and I moaned into his mouth with appreciation. I hadn’t been taken like this in over a year, not even by the hot middle aged dude I met busking downtown last summer. Zeke picked up the pace and held himself upright with an elbow on either side of my head. I got the feeling he hadn’t had any ass in a while, given that he lived in Chambers, Arizona, hundreds of miles from the nearest gay bar and surrounded by desert. Despite the long absence of raw boy hole in his life, the man above me lasted a good long while. He’d pump furiously into me, his sweat dripping from his body and face, then slow down and lower his mouth to mine. His perspiration tasted marvelous. A delicacy, and I tasted it on our lips. When he’d backed off from his orgasm long enough he’d start up again. Time became an inconstant. It ceased to have any meaning with my ass and prostate under constant assault by this big bear of a daddy. He fucked me silly. I tried to make words, but they just devolved into moans, groans, and long drawn out vowels. I came twice; a torrent each time erupting from my cock and coating the hair on his chest and belly. He scooped some up each time and tasted, loving the taste of pliant boy juice. After the second time, he began to fuck me hard. And he became a lot more aggressive; which was perfectly fine by me! “Open your mouth, you useless hole.” He demanded. When I opened up, he spit into my mouth. I swallowed. “Again.” He said, not missing a punch to my prostate. His next load of saliva missed and hit me on the face. He spit again, hitting me this time square on the tongue. "Swallow it." I did. A strong hand went to the base of my throat while he wrapped his other arms around my neck. Then the jack rabbiting began. I lost all control of myself, and I came again. I nearly blacked out. My eyes refocused on his face, inches from mine. His breath hot on the side of my face as it screwed up tight and he growled, loudly. He held himself balls deep inside me as he unloaded his seed. His teeth clamped down on the side of my neck and bit down. He wanted to mark me, inside and out. Claim me. And all I could do was hang onto him. To wind my arms and legs tighter around him, moan at the hickey he was leaving on my neck, and marvel at how drained dry my balls were. He reached over to a control behind the bed, and the lights went out. We slept there, just as we lay, with his cock deep inside me. The next morning he fucked me again, with no less vigor. Then we made breakfast and went to take care of my car. Back at the house I updated my bandmates on my arrival time, douched again, and we fucked yet another time. This time, with him holding me by the ass against whatever walls and surfaces we could find. We then loaded up his truck and drove to Flagstaff. The show went well, although it wasn’t a big crowd it was very energetic and was picking up what we were putting down. My bandmates met Zeke at the after party in a bar downtown. Terry, the drummer, instantly saw the appeal. Zeke was also enamored with the almond complexion and bright green Mohawk of the Texas born Lebanese drummer. Zeke had made reservations at the Monte Vista and the three of us went back there and had a wild night. Terry was a bit of a spanking bitch, and we had a good time fucking him at both ends. By the end of the night me and Terry had assholes dripping with cum and Zeke had been seriously satisfied. Terry decided to drive back to Dallas with me and we spent two days at Zeke’s house getting our holes reamed. Zeke broke out his leather gear and we became his bitch boys. I got piss showers from both of them and Terry eventually took his fist. We implored Zeke to think about moving to Dallas. I suppose the absence of our willing holes would prove to make a more convincing case. Only time would tell.

It's hard to believe that it is now 2015 and it has been two years since I moved to Amsterdam to live with Will after knowing him for only six weeks. We live in an apartment bang in the Centrum part of the city, just five minutes walk from the leather bars. I am now 20, he is 38 and I remember the night we met and the next few weeks like it was only yesterday. A few days after turning 18, I had an argument with my girl friend and we split up. I'd always known I liked men, so plucked up the courage to go to a gay bar. (As it turns out it's a well known bar for men into raunchy scenes, but I didn't know that at the time.) I stood outside for what seemed like hours, trying to get the courage to go in, but in reality it was only about 30 minutes. In that time, I counted 14 men who went in to the bar. After going through the doors, I quickly scanned the room and went straight to the bar. I felt like all the eyes were on me as I ordered a coke. I stood shaking on the inside and drank the coke in about 60 seconds. I had just finished the coke when someone behind me asked if I wanted another. I turned to decline the offer, but a stud of man was behind me and without knowing I would, I ended up saying “Yes, thanks.” He asked if it was my first time as I looked very nervous. I replied that it was my first time so he suggested that we go to the corner with our drinks and chat where I would feel more comfortable. He introduced himself as 'Will'. "Hi, Will. I'm Jake," I replied. Will explained that he was from Holland staying in a friend's house whilst doing some work. I could hardly look at Will because he was so stunning and had an aura of masculine sexuality. He was tall, dark, handsome and he had what looked like a rock hard body. I am, 5' 5", have a 27 inch waist, and have short dark blonde hair. In contrast to my slight build, I thought Will to be a man's man, and I was in heat. I noticed Will checking over my body and he turned the conversation to sex. He asked if I'd had sex with a man. "No, I haven't. I've just broken up with my girlfriend," I replied. "I'd love to have fun with you, and I know you won't be disappointed," was Will's reply. I hesitated replying and the next thing I knew, Will grabbed my hand and put it on his crotch. I nearly shot there and then as I could feel a massive long hard cock. It felt like it must be at least nine inches. I looked at Will looking for words, but he knew just what to say: "I can see you like what I have for you." With that my hesitation disappeared in a second. "You wanna drop by my place for some fun?" Will asked. Naturally I agreed. During the cab ride back to Will's place, he had his hand on my leg and kept mine on his crotch and we were both boned the entire ride. When we got to his place he made drinks for us and he put on a porn DVD, which depicted two guys, one, the bottom, who was about my age, as he was getting fucked bareback by an older guy. The top eventually shot all over the bottom's ass before sliding back in. "We'll be more comfortable if we strip," Will suggested. I was trembling so bad I could hardly get my pants off, but not to worry. Will helped me. My cock was rock solid and popped against my belly as he pulled down my boxers. I knew Will was big, but when he pulled down his pants, I was stunned by how big he was. His cock was not only long but so thick. He was also uncut, had pulsing fat veins running down his entire cock shaft and he had massive low hanging balls. (I later found out his cock measured ten inches when hard, and about seven inches thick.) He smiled broadly, and suggested I have a feel. It was absolutely amazing, especially because there was a constant drool of pre cum hanging from the head. Will told me to sit on the edge of the bed so my face was level with his cock. He then put his hand behind my head and gently pulled me towards his cock, telling me to kiss it. I didn't need any more urging. Then he said for me to lick the head and taste the pre cum. Although I was still trembling, maybe even more than earlier, I did so and tasted him for the first time. Will bent over and kissed me, our lips covered in his pre cum. It was salty and so exciting to taste. "You like the taste?" he asked. "Yeah, it's great," I replied. "Good, you'll soon enjoy my pre cum lubing-up your ass," Will remarked. "No way, Will. Not only is that risky, but you are way too big.” Will just smiled, saying "That's not a problem." After a short time, Will sucked my cock gently as he knew how close I was to cumming and he didn't want me to do so. He turned me around and looked at my ass. He said it was one of the best he'd seen in ages. Will kissed my ass hole and shoved his tongue in. I never knew that could have felt so good and I groaned so loud and unexpectedly. Will had us all over the bed in various positions from kissing to sucking each other's cocks, but even I could see that he had more interest in my ass. It all worked to relax me and I noticed I was no longer trembling. Before long Will had me on my back, my legs over his shoulders, whilst he leaned over to kiss me. His body was so big compared to mine and it made me feel so safe under him. With his hand, Will rubbed some of his pre cum on my ass hole, fingering some into my ass. The sensation was amazing. Still I repeated myself "I really don't think I can handle your big dick, and in any event, certainly not without a condom." "That's okay. We don't have to fuck, but I just wanna slide my cock up and down your ass crack," Will commented, adding "I'm good at getting ass to relax, if only 'cause I've fucked hundreds, if not thousands of guys. So you know, practice makes perfect." He had me sniff what he later called poppers and it got me buzzing. As he kissed me, I could feel his cock slide between my cheeks. After each slide, he stopped for a few seconds when he pushed his dick head against my ass hole. He would gently push until I groaned in pleasure, then he'd pull back and recommence sliding against my ass. He kept kissing me telling me how good his cock felt against my ass. His cock was dripping huge amounts of pre cum. Each time he pushed his cock head against my ass hole, he left it there a bit longer. Although I was groaning, I told him I didn't want to be fucked. "Don't worry," Will said, "...you don't have to take me." After maybe five minutes, Will slowly pushed more firmly and I felt my ass opening. His huge cock head was half in. "I'll just leave it there for a few minutes before I pull out," Will commented, adding "You don't have to take any more. But I can feel my pre cum lubing-up your ass." He had me sniff more poppers and as he kissed me deep, I could feel him push further into my ass. I groaned again which seemed to encourage him more because he kept telling me how good I was doing and how hot my ass felt. All of a sudden, his head popped passed the first ring and it hurt like fuck. I asked him to stop and he said he'd hold it there for a bit until I got used to it. Will had me sniff more poppers and the pain did stop. He kept telling me again and again how good I was doing and I how my ass was making his cock pulse more pre cum into my ass. I was getting to like the idea of thinking his dick was part inside me and that he liked me so much to fuck me, Slowly he slid further in. No joking, it felt like an arm inside me. All the time I knew I should ask him to stop but I was liking it too much. Every few seconds Will slid further and further into me and every inch made me feel more and more pleased that he liked me so much to do this. Eventually, I felt I could not take any more and when I reached back I could still feel several inches of his cock on the outside. Will was whispering how good his cock felt inside me and how he was going to make love to me and cum in me. He slowly started pulling back until his dick head nearly popped out. He then pushed back in. This went on for sometime, but each time he picked up the pace. He was kissing and telling me he could feel his pre cum leaking into me, making it easier to slide. Will asked if I wanted him to stop. By that time I was enjoying it so much I said no way and and that I wanted him to fuck me. He said he was going to cum in me and all I could say was “yessssssssss shoot in me”. That got him going and he started fucking me even harder. He started breathing real fast and all of a sudden yelled as he was shooting. I felt his cock pulse six times as his ropes of cum shot deep in my ass. He lay on top of me, cock still inside. I realised then from the cum on my stomach, that I had shot when he did and I was amazed that the fucking was so wild, I didn't even realise. When his cock softened, it slowly slipped out and I felt empty without him. Will told me to lie on my stomach so his cum stayed put inside me. He said it was rude not to keep a guy's cum in my ass after he had fucked it there. He got up and had me lick and kiss his cock which by then had gone to its normal seven flaccid inches. I could taste my own ass on his cock and drops of cum still leaking from his cock. It was so hot. Will fucked me all night and shot in me another two times. Next morning my ass was sore and the bed was covered in dry cum that had dripped out my ass. Before we got up Will fucked me again, giving me his fourth load. We swapped numbers and I visited his place the next two nights when he again fucked his loads into me. On the third night I turned up, there were two guys who, Will explained, were waiting to meet me. It turned out they weren't actually Will's friends, but were fellow barebackers who he had met on line. Of course they liked to top ass. So all three of them raw fucked me, but that's a story for next time.

I love bottom sons that love to take dad seed.

So Alex and I have been fucking Can three or four times a week for about three weeks now. The kid is a stud, he takes loads like a champ and he picked up really quick how to use his 8 inch cock like a pro. He came to me Friday night at work and ask if he could bring a friend over on Saturday. He still hadn't told his mom he was gay and I could understand why, his mom was a tornado on a normal day, cant imagine when she was pissed. I said yes so after work on Saturday I came home about 9:30 (I got off early) and Can and his new friend had let themselves in and were in the guest bedroom. Alex and I slept together in my room. I could hear the boys making all kids of noise and knew they where having fun. I started preparing supper and about the time I finished Can came walking in naked as the day he was born and said smells good, he got a glass of water and I ask if he and his friend would like something to eat, I had plenty. Before he could answer his friend popped around the corner also naked. When I turned to look at him I realized he also worked at the restaurant, he was a buss boy. He his name was Max and he was a shy kid about 5'5" and maybe a 100 pounds soaking wet, bright orange shaggy hair and freckles from head to toe. He never looked anyone in the eye and was a very quite boy. He quickly ducked back around the corner and Can took off after him. A few minutes later they came out and ate. The conversation around the table was nonexistent as the boys more or less couldn't keep from touching each other. It was cute. As they were leaving I told Can he looked a little flush and asked how he felt. He said a little run down and he had a headache but said he was okay. I smiled and as I kissed him goodby and said tell your mom before she finds out your getting sick because if its what I think it is she will find out you are poz and gay at the same time. The next day Can's stepdad told me Can was sick and would not be in. I knew the hammer would drop at home and then at work soon once him mom found out I probably pozed her son. Can ended up in the hospital and was very sick for a few days. We had not gone to see him not knowing if his mom knew but Alex had sent him text messages and he said he was better and would be home soon. We kept Max informed as he for some reason did not have a cell phone and the kid started to warm up a little to us and talk some. A week went by and Can called me before work on Monday and said she knows and is on her way to the restaurant. I'm sorry for what ever she says and does. I love you guys and as soon as I can I will be over. I told him it was okay and went to work ready for the storm to blow in. She was waiting in my office when I walked in and told me not to take my coat off I was fired. She then read me the riot act about how I infected her son and ruined his life and on and on. During the 20 minutes or so of lecture I packed up my knives and removed my thumb drive that had all my recipes and event bookings. I never stored anything on the computer and then cleared the computer. As I walked out she screamed for me to tell my boy toy he was fired as well and that she would not have faggots working for her. I laughed and said bitch not counting us you have 5 others, I tuned and walked out. I got home told Alex what had happened. We knew it was coming so had already planed to leave and open our own place. Just across the street. I had received an inheritance a few years back and had put it in the bank to make money till I was ready to open my own place. I called the realtor for the old Greek place and with in 2 weeks we were getting ready to open. I had been making plans for years so everything was ready. The last few items of equipment came in and we started looking for a staff. During all of this Can had moved in with us because his mom wanted to send him to a camp that would "fix him and make him straight again". We all got a good laugh at that. And Max who was raised in the foster system and was living in a transitional house with other and a lot of rules had moved in as well. He and Can sharing a room. The boys fucked every waking minute of the day when they were not helping us get the new place ready. One week the boys had been having some arguments and had a lot of tension between them. The Saturday before the soft opening on Monday Alex and I had sat down to eat and about half way through the meal Max came out and asked if one of us would fuck Can. We both where shocked and before we could answer Can came out and said don't both boys were on the verge of tiers. I asked what was wrong and Can said nothing everything is okay but Max said I can't fuck my boyfriend! I asked why and Can said they don't need to know. Max just lowered his pants and said because of this. I saw his neatly trimmed pubes and the smallest dick I had ever seen. It was maybe and inch long if that. With tears rolling he said his mom had used drugs while pregnant with him and had an overdose the night he was born. He had been told by the Dr's that was the reason he had a small dick and because of the small dick his foster bother and foster father had abused and used him and had pozed him. Can said when he comes its amazing he shoots a gallon and it goes about 6 feet. He smiled and said and his dick gets hard as steel I fucking love it. Max said but you want fucked and I can't do that for you. I didn't know what to say, frankly I was still looking at the tiny dick and envisioning it shooting cum 6 feet. Finally I said we could buy a strap on and Max said I want you two to fuck him while he fucks me. He looked up and looked me in the eyes and said please! I walked up and reached out and took a hold of the smallest dick I had ever seen and I felt it get hard as steel I leaned in and kissed him as I reached over and pulled in Can. I told both boys I loved them and as Alex joined us I said lets go to the bedroom. Alex climbed on the bed and and with his head over the side started sucking my dick while I started eating Max's ass. Can was working between Alex and Max"s dicks sucking each one like he hadn't eaten in days. After about five minutes Can stood over Alex and lowered his ass on to Can dick with Max guiding it in. Can moaned out a very loud fuck me, as Max said fuck that god damn ass like the fucking whore he is. I slipped in behind Max and started eating his ass while he watched his boyfriend get fucked by my boyfriend. It was hot so fucking hot. Max looked back at me and said I need a god damn cock in my ass fuck me Jay fuck me. So I slid up and slowly pushed my dick in his hungry hole. While he whispered in to Can's ear "god damn he's got a big cock" Can turned his head around and started kissing Max after a few seconds he broke the kiss and said Jay fuck the hell out of his ass fuck that ass like your life depended on it. About that time Alex pushed up hard in to Can I he gasped as he and Max started kissing again. We fucked like this for about 20 minutes or so then Can moved around and asked if he could fuck Max I pulled out and Can bent down and sucked my dick clean then tuned spit on Maxes ass and shoved in hard. Max screamed FUCK!! and Can said shut the fuck up bitch Can then looked at me and said fuck my as god damn it I need your fucking dick in me. I saw Alex crawl up under Max and start sucking his small dick and Max started sucking Alex. It didn't take long before I shot my first load of the nigh deep in Can's ass. As I pulled out Alex came out from under Max with cum dripping from his chin. He looked at me and said it was the best cum he had ever eaten then he climbed in behind Can and started eating his ass. I stood over Max and allowed Can to clan my dick again. Then I moved down to Max and shoved my dick in his mouth and told him to suck. I could tell Can came once with me in his ass and now just after a few minutes with Alex in his ass he was shooting his second load in to Max I moved so I was under Max and started licking the cum dripping from his ass and the base of Can's dick as it went in and out. Can was hard as a rock and still fucking his man and my man was getting close, I could tell my his breathing. Alex moaned out that he was cumming and physically shook as he shoot his load in Can's ass. He pulled out and I said let Max clean you off and he did. Can pulled out of Max and I cleaned his dick for him. We were all exhausted and after resting a few I said damn I gotta piss. Max jumped up and asked if I would piss on him? I looked at Can and he shrugged his shoulders and said I do it all the time. He loves to drink piss. All four of us ended up in the shower pissing and on Max and at one point Alex dropped down and took so piss as well. We cleaned up and I took the boys to dinner. What a fucking night.

plus the average of more than 20 loads a day shot in my ass when I'm there. don't forget how I suck cock and get fucked in the street

Expressing sexuality does not make you a whore. Nature made us crave sex. Resisting it is useless. Fulfilling your needs should never perceived as a bad thing.

is this it? [think before following links] https://ohnoporn.com/videos/2163133/two+fuck+buds+hanging+out+one+convinced+to+take+it+bare/

It’s happened a few times, and I just lean into it and let him fuck my throat. It’s a huge turn on for me.

Miss those days of gloryhole/darkroom sex! I’m hoping that we can return there SOON!

Now thats Hot, sounds like me backing up and then cleaning.

Why do I find him so hot?! So not my type yet, I fantasize him filling my gut with his nut! Weird....and I'm hard!

Fuck yea I do. The struggle fuck is real for lots of bottoms. But you wanted some dick so shut the fuck up and take it.

11. Opened for Business "Let him pound your slutty hole," Tim said to James. He took the phone from Fabien, and trained it on the young man's face. James's face was taut and anxious, but he revealed his innocence when James smiled in response to Tim smiling. "We're going to have such a good time tonight," he continued. He stood up on the bed, getting an aerial shot as Fabien took position between James's legs. "I'm looking forward to this," Fabien said, as he spat a bit on his dick a bit. "Good thing Tim gave you some lube." "It's great lube. Loosens you up. Mind and body." Tim grinned again, watching Fabien run his fingers over the tub, and slide two of them into James. He wondered how close to an overdose James was. The lube had only a bit of crystal in him, and a boy like James metabolized it quickly. Tim was debating feeding James the pipe again. A message popped up on the screen, over the video of Fabien's fingers sliding in and out of James's tired, hungry hole. It was from Tiago. "You with our boy James?" it started. "Come by with some IV vitamins?" Tim sent a quick thumbs up to Tiago. He decided against giving James more from the pipe. He was going to get slammed soon enough. Instead, he knelt back down by James's head and fed him several big huffs from the poppers. The boy knew what he needed, and snorted them up readily. "Give it to him," Tim told Fabien. Fabien pulled his fingers out from James's hole, and grabbed more of the crystal-laced lube. He rubbed over the length of his thick cock, and lined his cockhead up with James's hole. It was red, swollen, and puffy. It was clearly well-used and Fabien had seen all the sperm that had already been swabbed away. "Pound this slut hole," Fabien muttered. Tim held the poppers under Fabien's nose. He inhaled and held it. As he exhaled, he pressed his cock into James's hole. The boy gasped, but Fabien couldn't hear anything over his own moans of pleasure. "Fucking hot, wet hole," he muttered, as another inch of his black cock slid into James's body. "Swallow it up, cunt," he grunted. "I know you're hungry for it." "He's a good boy," Tim said. "Of course he's gonna take it all." Tim trained the phone on James's face. The boy's eyes were squeezed tight. James struggled to get used to the big black cock forcing its way into his guts, but he couldn't imagine anything else. It was devastating to be fucked like this. But it would be even worse to be empty. He needed another man's cock to make him feel hole. "Look at him," Tim said. "He fucking loves it. Don't you boy?" "Please," James moaned. "Fuck me. Just fuck me." He was slurring his words and drooling a bit. The drugs were working their destructive magic. "Ass is burning up." "You heard him," Tim said. "He needs something to scratch that itch." "Wreck this hole. Fuck!" Fabien grunted. "What's in that lube?" "Some crystal," Tim smiled. "Just enough to make it feel good." "Feels fucking amazing," Fabien said. Tim shifted his position, to watch the last bit of Fabien's cock disappear into James's ass. The boy's hole was already stretched wide around Fabien's cock. It was the perfect intersection of porn and real life. "And he can take it all." The last inch of Fabien's dick disappeared into James's body. Fabien moaned in pleasure and James grunted in discomfort. "Doesn't it feel amazing," Tim asked. "Oh yeah. His hole is fucking fine," Fabien said. At the same time, James nodded his head, but he had his teeth clenched, and his eyes tightly closed. He was managing. "So hot." "So thick," James grunted. "That's what you need," Tim said. "Thick, hard cock in deep." He leaned in closer, and whispered into James's ear. "Dominating you and dripping his seed into your hole." "Please," James moaned in response. It could have been a plea for Fabien to stop, but it just as easily could have been an entreaty for the black man to keep it up. "Please," he repeated. "He wants it," Fabien said. Tim watched through the screen as he pulled his thick dark meat almost all the way out of James's hole, and then pushed it right back in. "He needs it," Tim said. "No matter what he says." "Only thing that matters is what my dick needs." Fabien was exploring the boy's hole, pushing in to find new depths not yet plundered and destroyed by the men before him. "And it's going to take what it wants." "Please," James whispered. He was squirming, trying to steer Fabien's dick to where it would do the least damage. "Please," he repeated. But Fabien was a talented cocksman, and knew exactly how to counter each of James's parries with thrusts of his own. "Let me in," he murmured. "Let me mark you. Make you a sluthole." "Please," James whispered again. He gasped as Fabien went deep once more. He closed his eyes, blocking out the image of the two men lording over him. He tried his best to concentrate, ignoring each of Fabien's powerful strokes, the image of Tim holding the unyielding eye of the camera, and finally managed to put together a complete sentence. "This isn't what I wanted." James opened his eyes again. Both Tim and Fabien were still looking down on him. Fabien's cock was still pounding his hole. Tim's camera was still recording each moment of his agony. Tim finally spoke. "What do you want, Fabien?" "Breed this fucking hole." Tim turned back to James. "You can do that, can't you boy? Let you friend Fabien have some pleasure in his day?" Tim was nodding his head again; it was the easiest way to get the boy to agree to anything. "You want Fabien to feel good, don't you." "Yeah," James started. "But..." Tim didn't let James finish. "That's right, boy. Make sure Fabien gets the full pleasure of your hole." He smiled again, and kept gently nodding his head. James mimicked him, as Tim continued to speak. "So many men up there. Practically open to the public, huh?" "So much sperm was up there," Fabien said. "Amazing slutty hole." "You think he needs more?" Tim asked Fabien. "Slutty holes always need more," Tim said. "A lot more, I think." Another message flashed on the screen. The message was from Tiago. "On my way. 30 min," it read. "I don't know," James said. "Of course you can take more," Tim said. "You took loads from so many strangers last night. Tonight, you can make your friends happy, can't you?" "But," James mumbled. James mumbled. Fabien was still pounding his ass, and he was struggling to deal with it. "It's big. So big." "He's a big boy," Tim said. He leaned in to get a better view of the thick black rod forcing its way into James's hole. Tim was glad this was getting recorded. By the morning, what little was left of James's self-worth and identity would have been destroyed. Tim loved how malleable and compliant boys were once they had been raped. Tim had seen the raw edges of James's psyche, and knew how fragile the boy was after the ordeal of the night before. Today, James was going to be one very lucky boy. Tim, Fabien, Tiago, and any number of strangers were going to make sure he could experience a second rape. "And he's taking every inch of it," Fabien said. Tim turned his attention to Fabien. Fabien's eyes were rolled back in pleasure as he continued to pound the boy's ass. "Fucking hole. I saw how much cum he had in it. And he's still taking more." "He's definitely a cockslut," Tim said. "Aren't you, boy?" "Mmmmm," James grunted. It was hard to tell if it was a moan of pleasure and agreement or a whimper of pain and agony. It didn't matter to Tim. "That's a very good boy," Tim smiled. He leaned in and kissed Fabien, holding the camera just far enough away to capture the two of them. Fabien continued to pound James's hole, and Tim felt his own dick starting to twitch again. It wouldn't be long before he would be back inside of James. "You're going to get more than enough dick tonight, boy." "Please," James said. "Just a break." "Of course boy. We can do whatever we want to tonight. Anything that feels good." He turned to Fabien. "Break? Puff-puff?" "Just another minute," Fabien said. "It feels so good." "Right on," Tim said. "As I said. We can do whatever feels good." "I just want to destroy this hole," Fabien said. "Do it," Tim said. James opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, Tim pushed his dickhead into the boy's mouth. "Whatever feels good," Tim continued, and pushed his dick against the back of James's throat. The boy started to gag. Tim had expected it and used it to push his dick into James's throat. James's body struggled to accept the new cock. But for all that the young man fought against the invading dicks, it only served to drive them deeper into him. "That's it boy. Fuck yourself on Daddy's dick." Tim leaned the phone against one of the pillow, hoping it was capturing the scene properly. It would be just a brief pause, long enough for his dick to get wet. He leaned in and kissed Fabien again. "We're going to rape him, right?" Fabien whispered in his ear. "Of course," Tim whispered back. James was moaning softly, but it was loud enough that he couldn't hear the two men talk. "It's hot when he cries." "It's hot when you make him cry." The two men kissed some more. James's gagging noises were the soundtrack to their make-out session. "So fucking hot," Tim continued. They kissed again and lost themselves in the swirl of the drug-enhanced sexual pleasure. The two men kept on fucking James. The boy continued to moan but in the twisted minds of the two tops, the more he hurt, the more they enjoyed the experience. The three men lost track of time. James's holes were stretched and teased and abused and tormented as the two tops took what was theirs. It was only a knock at the door that ultimately distracted them. "I'll get it," Tim said. He slowly pulled his cock out of James's throat, grabbed the camera, and jumped off the bed. He opened the door. He didn't care that he was naked, nor that there was a strand of spit dripping from his erect dick. There were two men at the door. Standing outside were two men. Tim recognized Tiago immediately, but didn't know the other one. "Looks like the party is well started," Tiago said. He turned to the man next to him. "Tim," he said. "Meet my new friend Conrad."

Yep I do too! Have licked many toilets and urinals.... really enjoy urinal chewing gum too! Must tastier out of a urinal than its original packaging!

Part 9 Chris's immediate physical response was a loss of breath. The rush of the slam made him cough uncontrollably. He thought this was probably the last moments of his life. Dying naked in a sling with drugs in his system. God would punish him and send him to a hell that he only began to imagine in that moment. That thought of death was surprisingly not met with fear because this wasnt a time for emotion. Gregs massive cock was in him and the way he plunged it into Chris without mercy also simultaneously caused the boy to take a quick intake of breath. Only he didnt have the ability to take it. The coughing fit and the sharp pain of the raw cock stretching him were all too much. Meanwhile the video hadnt stopped. The screams by the men and the top to "poz the boy" were relentless as the top bred the bottom. Thoughts of his demise turned out to be far too premature. Suddenly he felt Hunters hand on his chest again. What he didnt realize was Hunters hand was there from the moment he pulled the band off Chris's arm. The shock was wearing off and feeling was returning to Chris. Hunters touch felt electric. His coughing stopped and a heat permeated his body. Hunters touch made the heat more intense and yet it wasnt enough. He needed more. And the pain of his hole being stretched became something different. Need. Greg was deep but Chris wanted him deeper. The need for more prompted him to raise his arms toward Greg as if to beckon him. Greg obliged and bent down again laying on top of the boy and making out again. "Fuck boy. You feeling good huh?" Chris just moaned into Gregs mouth and pushed his tongue deeper into the kiss. Greg responded with a moan of his own and accepted as much of Chris's tongue as he could get. Meanwhile he stayed balls deep in the boy and rocked inside him, flexing his cock and trying to press against the boys prostate. Chris still wasnt down from that initial highest of highs enough to figure out what to make of all that was happening. What he did know was that his life was now divided into two: before slam and after slam. Before this slam he knew he had parts of his body that would arouse him when they were touched. But now every inch of his body was a pleasure center, outside and inside. He could suddenly feel every ridge and vein of Gregs throbbing cock. He felt how deep inside him he was. He felt Gregs chest pressed on top of his as he pushed himself up against the man to somehow get even closer. Their making out became breathless just as Chris had regained his breathing. There was no chance to think. He wanted to feel this way forever. Feeling the need to be touched like this and having that need met by a man as gorgeous as Greg. Greg pulled himself up having to fight the pull of Chris's arms. He wanted to see this boy he was fucking and get a look at his raw cock fucking in and out of him. Chris was looking up at him so intently like he was trying to memorize every detail of Gregs face. Greg noticed how Chris's face had changed with the high running through him. He was more animal, acting on instinct instead of thought, taking what he wanted and not thinking about consequences. He loved his boys like this. But looking at how changed the boy was reminded him that the high from the slam he did when he first got to Hunters place had mostly worn off. He looked at Hunter who was still at Chris's side now stroking his own dripping cock. "You dont wanna feed that to him?" Greg asked Hunter. "Later. I see where his focus is for now. Hes in love." Greg chuckled knowing thats exactly the look Chris had on his face as he looked up at the man who was fucking him. Whether or not Chris heard any of this wasnt clear to either man standing since the boys gaze never wavered. "You look like you could use...a pick me up." Greg smiled at Hunter. "You read my mind." Hunter turned his attention to his kit to get one of the prepared rigs for Greg. Greg leaned back down to kiss Chris softly. He looked into the boys eyes and asked "Feeling good boy?" Chris just nodded. It was as if he was in a trance. "I'm gonna stay deep in you like this but I cant promise that Ill have much control once Hunter gives me what he gave you. Your hole feels so good around my cock I might just cum as soon as he slams me. You ok with that?" It didnt matter how Chris answered. Greg was going to breed this boy. But he wanted to hear Chris say that he wanted Gregs cum in this intimate moment when they were as closely connected as they could be. "Yeah." Chris's first word since his slam. "Yeah what boy? Tell me." "I...I..I want you to cum." Damn, Greg thought. This high and still had some inhibitions. Those religious boys from conservative families were hard to break and he was working on one such boy now. That only pushed Greg closer to the edge of his cum. "Yeah? Where do you want me to cum boy?" "I...I....cum in me." "Whats that? Say that again boy. With conviction. Like you really want it. I don't believe you." "Cum inside me. Please. Gimme that cum." "Fuck. Yeah? You sure?" Greg could see that his promptings were pushing Chris to open his mind to what he really wanted. He watched as Chris's face became more resolute and assured. "Fuck yes. Shoot those fucking poz ropes of cum in me." The sudden outburst almost shook Chris lucid. Had he just asked Greg to cum in him and poz him? He had never once considered that. But he knew what he said and what he said was what he wanted. This was after slam Chris and after slam Chris craved poz cum. "Fucking flood me with your poz cum." "Oh fuck," Greg lifted himself up again as Hunter came close with the band and rig. "Looks like he put it all together. Our boy wants to get pozzed up." Hunter looked at Chris who finally turned from Greg and looked back at him as if noticing for the first time that he was even in the room. "Yeah boy? You wanna get pozzed?" Chris nodded. "Fuck yeah. But Chris?" He gave Chris a look now as if to say listen closely. "Chris? How do you know you werent pozzed before today?" Chris's eyes grew wide as the realization hit him. And then the smile. Chris smiled at Hunter as the look on his face transformed from shock to pure lust. As the realization hit Chris, he looked back and forth to the two men and as he tilted his head back in ecstasy, moaned out "Fuuuuuuuuck." Both men noticed that Chris's cock was as hard as it had been the whole day and it was leaking precum all over his abs. Greg was also benefiting from Chris's pleasure as he felt the boys hole squeeze his cock gripping it and milking it and trying to pull it in deeper. Greg smiled in response as his eyes rolled into the back of his head. "Yeah boy. Thats what youre about to get. Im gonna fucking breed you with my poz cum so deep." He was balls deep in Chris and tried to focus so he could hold his position as Hunter tied the band around his arm and found a vein. When Hunter pulled away after finishing the slam, Greg raised his arm and coughed through that initial impact. He loved getting slammed while he was inside a bottom but this hole was so tight and knowing that it was a neg boy who wanted to get pozzed up made him wild. As he rode the high he pushed his weight against Chris's hole trying to get even deeper than was possible. Chris could feel the change in Greg just in the way the cock inside him felt. Almost like it was growing fatter. It felt like it was stretching him even more. But there was no pain. This was all pleasure. He looked back up to Greg and saw the change in his face. It looked like lust on the verge of violence. Chris braced himself. "Oh fuck boy. You feel that cock?" Gregs breathing was heavy from the coughing but also as he got closer to cumming. His fucking became more frantic pulling almost completely out before slamming his cock deep into the boy at an increasing speed. The two were moaning loudly now unable to form words. Greg reached down and held Chris's shoulders to get deeper with each stroke. He looked deep into Chris and found some words but not sentences. "Cumming....pozzing....boy.....fuck..." and then the slamming strokes that would tell any observer that Gregs ropes of poz cum were being shot into Chris. The spasms, the shaking, all told Hunter that this was a huge load. But what made this easily one of the hottest things Hunter had ever witnessed was that as Greg began to shoot his load Chris also was on the verge of cumming. He never found his words so it came out in a long moan that was broken up by each rope that he shot. Hunter saw cum shooting up onto Chris's chest and face and more than one rope that hit Gregs neck and chin. As he came Chris's legs moved off the sling and tightened around Greg but in constant movement as if unable to maintain control. Hunter couldnt tell if one was shaking the other or if both were shaking together as if they were a single unit. As Greg slowed himself down he wrapped his arms around Chris and they kissed deep. Both still shivered with periodic tremors as they made out from the intense cum they had both experienced. As Greg pulled himself from the kiss he looked into Chris's eyes again. The boy was still very high. "Fuck youre hot boy. That might have been the most cum I have ever shot at once." Chris just smiled. "You are so adorable." Greg turned to Hunter as if to seek his agreement. What he saw was cum all over the floor. Hunter had cum with the boys and shot all around him like he was trying to paint the floor with his cum. "Guess you enjoyed watching that." Hunter laughed. "That was fucking hot boys. Two boys fucking is hot. A top pozzing a neg bottom is fucking hot. But you two got me at that next level. Fuck." Greg turned to look at Chris again but was still talking to Hunter. "How did you find the hottest boy on campus? If there are anymore like him at that school...fuck youre hot." He pressed his mouth against Chris's again and their passion was just as deep as before they came. When the kiss broke, Chris spoke his first words since he came. "You would like Tyler." Greg cocked his head slightly at the statement and turned to Hunter though it wasnt clear who he was talking to. Maybe both of them. "Who's Tyler?"

I took a load from a guy at his condo. He ate my ass out, he loves hairy asses, then dropped a really substantial load in it. I got hit up by a guy on Grindr who happen to be in a hotel 2 blocks away from out of town. When I got to the hotel I asked to use the restroom and pushed out the 1st load and was surprised how large it was. I then took the load from the 2nd hotel guy, his load was enormous, OMG. I didn't push that out until I got home 40 minutes later.

I graduated from urinal to trough ages ago!

What that tells me is that you're not naturally submissive; you're naturally anti-confrontational. A truly submissive person knows he has a choice, and chooses to submit. Someone non-confrontational pretends he has no choice so that he avoids confrontation.

Saturday evening I was watching guys wanking on various cam sites, I stumbled across a very sexy, tall, dark, hairy, muscular guy tugging his huge uncut dick. When I clicked into watch his profile said he was 47, straight & from London. Being courteous I sent him a DM asking i he minded gay guys watching him. He replied saying he didn’t mind at all in fact it turned him on. We continued to chat for a while and he revealed he’s closet bi curious & loved to cam for guys whenever his wife was working nights. He also said a lot of guys send him messages with pics of their arse and after a few months of wanking off while imagining fucking them he was keen to try for real. Reading that while watching his hand slide up his thick veiny XL cock shaft pushing his plentiful foreskin over his big swollen purplish mushroom bell end producing a suckable amount of pre cum oozing overhang got my cunthole aching so badly! (He’s just over 9.5” long & 7.5” circumference) I decided to send him my arse pics along with my location in London saying my arse was all his if he was up for meeting up with not obligation to fuck me if he didn’t want to. He took a little while to reply & to my delight he wasn’t too far away and was up for coming over. He said he could come over for around midnight because his wife usually calls on her first break around 11:30pm. So I gave him my address & number. He sent me some vids of him wanking & seeing his heavy juicy loads got me even more excited, I blew so big clouds and played with my cunthole for an hour while I waited. I had wondered if he’d bail on me but 11:45pm he txt me to say he was on his way with a pic of his big hard dick tenting in his track bottoms. When he arrived he was unsurprising a little nervous but still rock hard & he had an eager smile on his face, he produced a spliff & asked if I minded & wanted some. I didn’t mind & told him it would go well with what i was already smoking & would have my cunthole ready to gobble up his huge thick dick. After some smoking & me sucking on his huge meat I told him I love how big his juicy cum loads are & how much I loved getting filled with big loads especially when a top would tell me he’s getting me pregnant! This made his dick twitch a few times & he said “ Being the dad of 6 strapping lads (2 sets of twins in their late 20’s & 2 more lads in their early 20’s) I’ll probably knock you up with twin of not more”. With that he grabbed my hairy arse and started fingering me, he said he always eats his wife cunt & he took to rimming my cunthole like a natural! Then he got me on the floor on all fours, head down arse up. As he rubbed his pre cum on my hairy hole I looked over my shoulder at him & begged him to fuck my pussy! He growled & began to push it in! With my head down I started rubbing the tips of my nipples & groaned with pleasure as his thick shaft sent waves of pleasure deep in my guts with every inch! My welcoming cunthole now gripped his shaft as it tightened back up! He started to fuck me & told me how good my tight warm pussy felt on his dick! I told him how good it felt having his dick thrusting balls deep in me. After 5 minutes he got me on my back with my legs over his shoulders, he plowed hard into me as I ran my hands up & down his muscular arms & his hairy pecs & abs. It wasn’t long before he told me he was very close and couldn’t hold off for much longer! I wrapped my legs around him & told him I wanted his load and told him to raid my pussy hard & fast to orgasm & flood my pussy with his cum! He smashed me hard and roared loudly as his huge thick shaft pumped hard and fast inside me! I could feel the warmth of his cum filling me up🍆💦💦💦💦💦 Working my nipples hard I climaxed a few seconds after him, my cunthole gripping his shaft in orgasmic spasm making him roar “Oh fuck! Oh shit! Oh fuck yeah” my dick had spewed my big thick load all over my hairy belly. He hesitated as he moved in to kiss me, I put my hand on the back of his neck & he started kissing me. Full on tongue probing stubble rubbing sloppy man kissing till he started pulling out his still rock hard dick. He had a look of dazed pleasure on his face as he rolled off onto his back. He told me my pussy was as good if not better than any woman’s pussy he’d fucked “ I can’t believe I’m still hard” he said. I groped his big hairy ball and told him it must mean he wanted more of my pussy! Indeed he did, he relit his spliff, I took a puff then got my pipe & blew a nice big cloud, he asked if he could try some so I took another big lungful and did a blow back with him. He was teasing my pussy with his big wet bell end when we did the blowback. He growled as it kicked in and thrust his full length in me and started raiding my pussy hard & deep. This led to us having a hard sweaty non stop fuck sessions till 5:30am! This man was a true breeding bull of a man! He bred a further 3 big loads in me without having to pull out and recover after filling up my cum sloppy cunthole. Had i not taken a big fancy to his gorgeous hairy virgin muscle arse & persuaded him to let me grind my dick in his arse crack & push my bell end against his tight hole while shooting my big thick load he’d definitely have plowed another load or two in me. He had to be home before his wife who finished work at 6am, only as he reluctantly stated to get dressed did his dick start to get soft. He said he was keen to do it again and I told him he was welcome anytime. Not long after he’d gone I was back online looking for another dick to carry on where he left off.

Parliament Resort in Augusta, GA last year in the Pig Pen. Used by guys in full leather as cumdump

I’ve been to saunas in Hong Kong, Japan, Philippines, Singapore, Taipei and Thailand. I can’t recall a sauna in Macau where I successfully used Grindr. I loved the bathhouses in Tokyo and Osaka but it was several years back and all condoms. In Hong Kong I’ve used places in HK and Kowloon, variable quality, but haven’t used recently as I’ve now got a fuckbuddy there who insisted on screwing me exclusively on my last three visits, usually three times a night. I recall barebacking in saunas in Singapore, Taipei and Bangkok. I’ve visited Bangkok Babylon many times and barebacking is more common there now but probably still encountered condoms about 20% of the time.

If I'm just after pure fuck pleasure, I'll grab his head and jam into his throat as deeply as I can. It's tight and I l like making him choke while I seed. If I'm in a deliberate breeding mood, especially with a younger boy, I'll control his head by grabbing his hair and dump my seed mid-way into his closed mouth so that I can watch him really taste it and then make him swallow. If I want to punish him or otherwise assert ownership, I'll aim directly in his eyes or up his nose. A more general shot in the face is visually pleasing, but doesn't accomplish much otherwise.

Hey all thanks again for being so kind with your comments. I only hope I can keep it up to a standard that will keep you coming back! Part 12 Justin came closer to us. He was holding my phone as I had thought. "Why do you have my phone? Are you like taking pics of this?" Justin put his cock up by my lips and like it was a reflex I opened my mouth and began sucking on the head. Mr. Miller was still inside me with my hands on his ass. I wasnt ready to feel him pull out yet. "Don't you worry Jake" Justin said smiling "Fuck that feels good. Oh yeah that tongue is good. Work it Jake. Get it ready for your hole." Mr. Miller put his mouth to my ear. "This is so hot to watch and while I'm still inside you. How many cocks had you sucked before today Jake?" I grabbed Justin's cock with one of my hands and used the other to pull Mr. Miller in tighter so I could answer his question. "None. I only sucked Mr. Kelly a little before you guys got here but I wasn't very good." "You were fine son." I could hear Mr. Kelly but I couldn't see him. I put Justin's cock back into my mouth. Mr. Miller whispered into my ear. "I would love to give you a lesson right now." He turned his head up to Justin. "Justin, how would you like to be the first guy to cum in Jake's mouth? Be the first load he swallows?" I had an easy angle looking up at him. He was smiling big. "Oh fuck yeah. I don't think that will take too long. He's not doing so bad right now." Mr. Miller looking at me now but talking to Justin said, "Oh just you wait." He put his mouth back to my ear. "Ok Jake, I want you to take only the head of Justin's cock into your mouth ok?" I nodded. "Now Jake, just do as I say. You don't have to say anything. I'll know youre doing it by the way Justin responds. Now make your tongue into a spear so it feels like its pointed at the end and try to use that tip of your tongue to probe into his piss slit. Lick the precum thats leaking out and try to get some of the precum that hasnt even come out yet." "Fffffffuuuuuuuu...." Justin didn't even finish the word. He let his mouth hang open. I could see the pleasure on his face even though he was looking straight ahead and not down toward me. "That's good Jake, now youre gonna take a little more of his cock at a time and I want you to really suck it like your mouth is a vaccum so it feels really tight around his cock. Go slow and try to suck real good. At the same time I want you to run your tongue up and down his cock. Really let him feel it." I did as Mr. Miller said going really slow and sucking his cock hard and tight and using my tongue like he said. "Oh...fuck boy! That's so goooooo...." "Yeah Jake. You hear that? You're doing really good. See how much more you can take. This is so hot to watch." I tried to take more of Justin's cock in my mouth. I knew I was going to reach my limit soon. This was definitely more than I took of Mr. Kellys cock. Just then, I yelped a little with Justin's cock in my mouth. "You felt that didn't you Jake." My eyes widened again as Mr. Miller's hard cock flexed and hit that spot again. I felt that pulsing electricity running through me as Mr. Miller began to rock his cock inside me again. "You like that don't you Jake? Having cocks in both your holes?" I was so turned on I decided I was going to take Justin's entire cock. I put one hand on his ass and pushed him into my mouth. "Oh fuck boy yeah, you like that? Fffffuuuuuck you have my whole cock in your mouth." I was sucking hard and I could feel that the muscles in my mouth were getting tired. But Justin started fucking my mouth too running it along my tongue. Mr. Miller loved it. "Oh fuck yeah I love seeing you getting your mouth fucked while I'm fucking you Jake. You are so fucking beautiful but you look even better with a cock in your mouth." Justin was loving the noises that my mouth was making around his cock. "Yeah boy. Slurp on that cock boy. Oh fuck that's so hot. Look at that. I love seeing my cock going in and out of your hot boy mouth. Fuck!" Justin was losing control. I could tell. I couldnt believe I was the one making him feel this way. Meanwhile Mr Miller was starting to fuck me faster. He was starting to pound me in a way he didnt the first time. "Fuck Jake your hole feels so good. Youre still so fucking tight and I love feeling my cum deep inside you. I'm going to shoot another huge load inside you. Just flood your insides Jake. While Justin shoots his load down your throat." "Fuck I'm gonna cum. You ready to eat my cum boy?" I started sucking harder, trying to use my mouth to get his cum out even as he was pumping my mouth in and out. My face was covered with a mix of spit and Justin's precum. "Oh oh ooooohhhhh fuck" And he thrust his cock into my mouth as his first rope of cum splashed in my mouth. I gagged but was determined to keep it in my mouth. As soon as I swallowed that first rope, I felt six or seven follow. I was getting hornier and hornier because I could feel Justin's cock flex each time a rope shot out. That's what I was feeling in my ass when Mr. Miller came in me and now I felt it in my mouth as Justin came. Justin pulled his cock out of my mouth and leaned down and started making out with me tasting his own cum even though there wasnt much left. "Damn boy, you really fucking ate my load. That was so hot boy." "Jake I'm about to cum again." Mr. Miller was really pounding into me now until he thrust into me one last time so deep that he hit a spot that I swear he hadnt gotten to yet. I yelped as he came again. His back was arched and his body was like a dome above me with his cock so deep in me I swear he was hitting organs. He started making out with me hard as his body spasmed again and again. I was collecting so much cum from these men. That made me so happy and horny. I didn't want this to end. I didn't care how sore this would make me. Eventually Mr. Miller's spasms ended and he softened our kiss. And then we heard applause. "That was fucking hot guys." Mr. Kelly finally came into view with Justin moving off the bed. He was sitting at his desk with his cock as hard as ever. Mr. Miller put all his weight on me as he caught his breath. "Yes it was. Jake you are even hotter than I imagined. Fuck. I want to stay inside you forever." Mr. Kelly cleared his throat. "I think I'm due a turn. How do you guys feel about a second round?" He was holding the case as he asked the question and he wasn't looking at me. Mr. Miller began to pull his cock out. He went slowly and I could feel the emptiness that I never knew I would feel before this day. "You sure Mike? I don't even think he's cum down from the first one." "Youre the one that said he didn't need a beginner dose right? Besides tomorrow is Sunday....errr...today is Sunday. Plenty of time to recover for school on Monday." Justin left my phone near me and I picked it up. "How is it 2am already? I've been here almost 12 hours?" Mr. Kelly came over to the bed and laid down next to me rubbing my chest and abs. "It's been a fun life changing 12 hours hasn't it son?" That word again. I nodded. "You ready for more or you want a break?" Justin came out of nowhere and handed me a glass of water and some Gatorade. I drank it all. I didn't realize how thirsty I was. I scrunched my face after finishing the Gatorade. "That tasted a little weird right? We just put a little something in there that just keeps the fun up. You ready for another shot son?" "You mean another needle?" I couldn't believe they were going to give me another. I was still feeling the electricity running through me from the first one. "Yeah it just makes it more and more fun son. You want that don't you? Son?" He did that one on purpose. He knew what it was doing to me. And it worked. "Yes dad." He smiled. It was like we were alone having our own intimate moment. Dad and son again. "We're going to do it a little different this time. I want to be inside you when you get this one. Is that ok son?" I just nodded. "Good. Stay like this on your back." He got up and crawled between my legs. He grabbed his cloth bag and reached in. "First, I'm going to give you another booty bump. Just so you won't be as sore. I know this is a lot of cock for your first night. But this is what you wanted isn't it son?" "Yes dad." I could feel his fingers pushing into me and the slight burning that I had felt before. His fingers didnt have as hard a time as they did earlier. He was patient and massaged my thighs and abs until he saw that I was feeling that hunger. There was also another feeling I was feeling that was hard to describe. Like I was a little drunk and the world was moving a little slower. Somehow I was showing it all in my face. "I think you're feeling what you drank son. That's just going to make you feel so much better when I'm in you. You're ready for dad to fuck you again aren't you?" I nodded. "Let me hear you say it son." "Yes dad. Please fuck me again dad. I want your cock." "That's right son. And what else do you want son." "Your cum dad. I want more of my dads cum." I was reminded that we werent alone when Mr. Miller said "Oh fuck this is so hot and twisted." Mr. Kelly placed the head of his cock at my hole. I remembered how thick he was. He began to push inside me. I gasped. He moaned. He went slowly and I could feel him stretching the walls of my insides again. This time it felt good. There was almost no pain. It was like I was numb to the pain but the pleasure was more intense. Justin sat next to me and put the belt back on my arm. This time he was at my other arm. Once I felt Mr. Kelly's--dad's--pubes against my hole I knew he was all the way in. He felt so good in me. What would cocks that werent as thick as his or cocks that werent as long as Mr. Millers be like? Would I always need them to be this big? I felt the cold of the alcohol swab and then the prick of the needle. I still didn't want to look. "I think he got--yeah...he's pushing down now. Now son, this one is a little bigger than the first. But I got you. Don't worry. Your dad's here. Ready?" I nodded and I could feel Justin pull the belt off before he raised my arm off the bed.

Name: Arturas Your cell number (texts preferred at first): (513) 255-8074 location: Denver Times you're generally not available: generally after midnight until 7am local Age: 41 Height: 6'5" Weight: 240 Ethnic: White Grizzly Werebear

Fuckin'Oink🐷~! Thanks for sharing your honest🙌 experiences here on BZ. I think Woodrow can teach me about dating profiles and hookups. I live in St Louis, MO. I am aware prosecutors in the next county, St Charles, have successfully gotten convictions on failure to disclose, butt that was like 5 years ago. I think STL prosecutors have little interest in non-violent crimes. My county has not processed a rape kit in like twenty years, so difficult for me to believe they would have resources for a gay crime. My lover was murdered in 2008, perp plead guilty to manslaughter and was sentenced to one year less time served awaiting trial. My disclosure is not about legal issues or laws of Missouri. My issue is I prefer to sleep at night....after a good breeding. xox

Summer camp I was 9, counselor was 18, ever night for a month and every some summer for the next two years

I got a couple of warning point a few years ago and not sure how I got them as I just answered some ones post. I don't find this a easy site to navigate

OOPPS This is ‘bassed’ on a true story, the names have been changed. When I was 26 I had this terrible roommate in Chicago that would always steal my guys from me. It would happen every time. I’d bring a guy over, we’d be getting along great, then he’d come out of his room, and schmooze my guy. Needless to say, I decided to finally get even with him. He had this hotty over one night. I came in after a night of drinking and purposely went into the living room where I could clearly see them having sex. I grabbed a soda from the kitchen and stood there watching the two of them fumbling around after being caught. The roommate introduced the boy and me, his name was Kyle. He and I just stood there staring at each other. About a month later I was riding the red line to a bar with my roommate and he was texting Kyle. I’d forgotten all about that night until just then. Roommate said Kyle wanted to meet us there. We went into a tunnel, so he lost service on his phone. I always had service underground so I got the number and began texting him. I told him to meet us there, but whenever the roommate goes pee, we need to chat, cause I totally think he should be into me, not the roommate’s. He agreed with me. We arrived at the bar, ordered drinks and said hello to the bar tender, a mutual friend/fuck buddy to both of us. We sat there for about 5 minutes before Kyle came walking in. Wow! He’s even cuter than I remembered him being. He’s about 5-7 or 5-8, thin, becoming muscular, with his dark brown hair, cut to be sort of like a faux hawk, only way cuter. He sat down by us at the bar and ordered his drink. We all said our hellos and my roommate almost immediately excused himself and went to the bathroom. So Kyle and I got to chat for a few minutes. I told him he was soooo hot, and wondered why he was with my ugly ass roommate. He said he hadn’t seen him since that night and he was a drugged up, drunken mess. He continued by telling me that when he saw me, his heart sank a bit. That’s as far as we got before the roommate came back in. We all got drunk, and Kyle went home. The following day he was back at my apartment, but not for the roommate, he was there for me! The roommate was at work overnight, so we had the place to ourselves for hours. We watched tv, chatted, got to know each other and eventually fucked with condoms. Our relationship grew over the next several weeks, we fucked nightly, and were pretty much boyfriends at that point. Eventually I ended it, cause Kyle was having sex with someone else. To his defense, we never made anything official… A few months went by, and I couldn’t get him off my mind, so I invited him over. We became super close friends/fuck buddies, and decided to move in with each other. My lease was up and so was his. It was good timing. We got our place and fucked the next night. I would seduce him all the time. Just walk around in underwear and Kyle would do the rest. That place was a lot of fun, but he was hardly ever home. He stayed in a studio apartment above his job mostly. I fell on hard times and moved back home for 8 months near Cincinnati, but kept in touch with him. Especially once I moved back to his Chicago. He had a boyfriend by then, but would still come have sex with me quite frequently. He just couldn’t stay away and neither could I. After about a month, he broke up with the boyfriend and came to my place that night. I tried getting him to fuck me bare but he said it was safer with condoms. I reluctantly agreed and it was still amazing sex. There is so much passion between the two of us, all he has to do is touch me sometimes and he can cum. I loved being with him anytime I could. I had become quite slutty by then and was sleeping around with a lot of folks, all bare, no condoms. I got scared and went to get tested. I was shocked to hear I was neg. So I told Kyle the great news! He seemed happy to hear it came over to fuck me that night! I tried again to remove the condom and he said no. I told him I was neg and he couldn’t catch anything from me! He still kept it on. I was so in love with him, but he seemed to really enjoy what we had; sex, no strings attached, fun times. I tried so hard begging him to be my boyfriend again. But he said no, and continued his constant condom use. This continued for the next year, until I devised a plan. I was gonna have his load in me if it was the last thing I did. So I pulled out a few condoms and cut holes in them with my exacto knife, then put them back in the container. I told him to come over after work and of course he did. We drank a lot of booze and smoked a lot of pot. We watched everything on my Tivo, and then decided to “go to bed.” I asked if we could cuddle, cause it was cold. This also was code for, let’s fuck! We cuddled up together and within minutes he was undressing me. I had the biggest smile on my face and he was just going to town playing with my body. After a long session of foreplay, he grabbed out a condom and some lube. I took the condom from him, opened it and slid it over his dick. He was fingering my hole with lube at the same time. Then he pushed me back against the head board and with a little work, he pushed his dick in me. It always takes a little work, cause his dick is pretty fat and hurts at first. I watched as the condom rolled up around the bottom of his shaft and relaxed in prep for what I was about to receive! Kyle fucked me for the longest time ever, eventually filling me up with his load, which he claimed was left in there for two days. I kissed him passionately for a few minutes until his dick went soft and plopped out on the bed. He looked down and got this terrified look on his face. I asked if I was bleeding or something. He said I was a little, but the condom broke. He sounded freaked out. I calmly kissed him and told him it was fine. He pleaded with me that it wasn’t. I was thinking oh my god just shut up to myself, when he told me he was poz…..................

HI guys. Thanks for the comments. Keep them up, tell me what you like about what happened to me as it will encourage me to tell you more after the evening with the 3some to present day. I take Will's raw cock morning and night and he has me visit the fuck bars every afternoon here in Amsterdam whilst he is at work. Most nights we then go together. I don't have lots of time to write,and not sure I am good at it, so your encouragement and maybe friends request will help. One thing I will tell you now. Will showed this site to me a few months after we met so I thought I'd better tell him I had posted these. I should have changed our first names but it's too late now. I thought he would be angry. Short story, when I opened the page and watched him read I could see his cock get rock solid and it stayed that way the whole time he was reading. I guessed what he thought and I was correct, my ass got a hell of a hammering and he planted two loads in me in just 10 minutes or so. That was all he needed to say, or not say as it turned out! Don't forget to give me encouragement and I will tell you more as soon as I can. Jake.