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I have quite a few tattoos and after many years decided to embrace the pig that I am. I live in the country with work, but travel to the city to head office often. I was due to go into the office for a week in the next month and decided that it was time to mark my place as the total pig bottom I am and get a pig tattoo on my arse. I did some shopping around and found a guy with a studio not far from where I was staying. It looked like he did some good work and while sexual orientation isn't necessarily an issue, I wanted a guy tattooing my arse. I emailed a few pics and after some suggestions and back and forth (daily) we agreed on a cheeky version of a pig. He asked where I wanted it and I said on my arse cheek. All of a sudden I didn't hear from him for a few days and thought he may have been a bit weirded out by it. Two days later I get an email from him: Sorry I took a bit to get back to you - it has been a bit busy and I wanted to float a suggestion back with you. In case you prefer to have something on both arse cheeks instead of one, what do you think of this on the opposite arse cheek. It was the word "Pig" in running writing and the tail of the "g" turned into an arrow. "And the arrow can point off toward your arsehole". I was so turned on and I emailed him back - yeah let's do it. He suggested his last appointment on the Friday afternoon the week I was down there, and I locked it in. I raced home at lunch time on the Friday and cleaned out as I wanted to make sure the whole area was clean and smelled ok since he was going to be working down there for a few hours. I turn up to a house and there is a sign with the studio name on it and direction down the side driveway to a shed/studio down the back. I rock up to the glass sliding door to see what must have been one of the sexiest men alive cleaning up after what must have been his last client. He was probably just under 6" tall, dirty blonde curly hair down to his shoulders normally but messily tied back. He hadn't shaven in a few days and had piercing blue eyes. He obviously worked out and was quite toned. He was wearing a white singlet with denim shorts. The singlet showed off his many tattoos and also he perfectly blonde hairy chest. I could see a healthy bulge in his shorts and he had glorious muscular hairy legs. I was lost looking at him when I hear him opening the glass sliding door. I was so mesmerized that I hadn't even registered him walking toward the door. "Hey buddy, I'm Sam. You Simon?". I responded with a whimpering "yes" as I tried to gain my composure. Sam was a confident as he was beautiful. He motioned me in and as I walked past him he grabbed my arse and massaged it and said "I've been looking forward to working on this all week". He had the sexiest, yet evil glint in his eye as he said it. After a quick chat about the tattoo, he said to get up in the table and lay face down. I did as he asked and pulled the back of my shorts down to expose my arse for him. "Mate, we are both men here and I like to have plenty of room to work. Take your pants and underwear off and lay on the table." I did as he asked and I was already starting to get hard. I was laying on the table face down and my cock was almost rock hard within seconds just thinking about this "god" touching my arse. Sam was moving around and getting things ready and just making normal small talk. He came up to the end my head was at to sort a few things out and turned around to point his crotch right at my face and leant over and rubbed my arse with his hand and said "These tattoos are going to look great here" He slowly caressed my arse cheeks whilst getting very close to my hole. I could smell his crotch which was basically in my face and I had to use every ounce of self control not to grab it. I swear I could see it growing. Finally he went back to my arse and soon enough he was tattooing the pig on my left arse cheek. Because of where it was his off hand rested near my arsehole and as he tattooed he would occasionally slide his little finger over my arse. I was getting so turned on my cock was leaking huge amounts of precum. He said "How does that feel? All ok?" I decided since he was not hesitating to flirt, that I wouldn't either. "It feels fine Sam! The tattoo is ok too". Sam chuckled "I thought and hoped so. The tattoo was a pretty good clue. Now that is out of the way and clear, we can really enjoy the rest of the tattoo." No sooner had he said it he licked his finger and went back to tattooing my arse and slid his little finger straight into my hole and kept it in there finger fucking me as he tattooed. I couldn't help myself and I shot a load under my stomach. "I'm almost done with the pig. Do you mind if we take a quick smoko break before I do the other one? Do you have to be anywhere tonight?" I responded eagerly and told him I had no plans for the night. When he finished he rubbed some cream on my tattoo and covered it and stood up. "Just throw your shorts on and we can step out for a quick smoke before do the next one." I stand up and he can see I have cum over myself. "I thought you might enjoy the extras during the tattoo. Let me clan up the mess". And he knelt down and starts licking all the cum off my stomach, getting some in his facial hair. I'm rock hard again and he swallows my cock and gives me the best head I have had in year. I don't last long before cumming in his mouth and he doesn't miss a drop. He stands up and I pull my shorts up and I can see he is almost bursting out of his shorts and a distinct wet patch at the end of a very thick 8" cock outline. Before I get a chance to do anything he leans in and kisses me and we share my load with tongues darting it back and forth till it is all gone. I place my hand on his cock through his shorts and he grabs me and says "We got all night man. You'll get it" and smiles and kisses me again. We step out and both share a smoke before going back in and he starts on the other arse cheek and tattoo. As with the first one, he spends the whole time fingering my hole whilst tattooing. "So you got nothing planned tonight you said?" I respond with no. He stops tattooing for a second and stands up and walks around to my head again. I look up at his blue eyes and he says "How about you spend it here with me and I give you all of this (and he grabs his huge cock) and if you stay the night and enjoy it I will give you a free tattoo in the morning." I think i responded "yes" before he finished saying it. When he finished the second tattoo, he tells me to relax and that we have all night and he buries his lightly bearded face in my arse and rims me like a pro. He comes up for air and says "I am assuming the pig tatts mean you like it wet, raw and bareback like a real pig". I respond with "The only way I take a cock is raw. No rubber goes near that hole". He responds, "perfect, I am going to really enjoy sharing all of myself with you then". He stands up and I hear him unzip his shorts and walk around to my head and there is a thick 8" cock in my face. "Get this wet. Tattooing your arse has me dripping and I need to let a load go right now". I am thinking he is going to blow a load in my mouth, but I only get a minute on his cock enough to get it wet before he walks back around and pulls me by my feet to the end of the bench leaving me bent over the edge and shoves his wet raw cock in me in one go. I catch my breath and before I know it he is bottoming out and I can feel his hairy balls slapping against my arse as he fucks me deep and hard. He is almost going wild fucking me and it is't long before I feel his seed flooding my insides and he is grunting like a pig and literally yelling "Take it, take it all". He slowly pulls out and pulls his shorts back up and says, "fucking hot! lets grab a drink and smoke". We step out and he grabs a few beers and we stand around and have a smoke and drink with the occasional snog in between. TBC....

Was in a hotel for a few nights this past week for work and felt the urge to continue on my journey to become a true no loads refused cum pig. I created a new Grindr account with no picture, just that I was a cum pig looking for cum and go guys to load me up. I’ve done plenty of semi anonymous hookups in hotels, but this was a first for me to see no faces or pictures (other than their cocks). I waited ass up in my hotel room with the door ajar and was able to get 3 loads from 3 guys who all I saw was their cock. It felt so right to be used as nothing more than a cumdump for any man who needed an ass to blow his load in Then I got home on Friday and a FWB said he had a buddy who he wanted to bring to breed me. He wanted me hooded, on all fours waiting for him. I stayed hooded the entire time as I got both their loads deposited deep in my guts. After they were done he put a butt plug in me and instructed me to jack off once they were done to some dirty hypno cum pig porn. I painted my entire chest with how big my load was. Gonna continue to document different encounters in this thread!

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.

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)

My man told me about this dream he had. He woke up dreaming he was fucking me. In two+ years, he’s had his dick in me once. It was in a four way . . . everyone was swapping. Other than that I fuck HIM. . . as often as I can. Usually that is every other day, by my own choice. I’m big. He’s 63. I can fuck hard and rough and often long and/or repeatedly. I worry every other day is too often. When we first met, erections were hard to come by for him. Although he was usually a blowjob top, he was open to other ways to play. He’s poz. I am not. Prep is what allowed me to bare fuck and breed him on our first ‘date’. He is six years older than me, and damn! is he sexy! Crix belly. His ass looks the same as it did when he was a 25 yo Russian River bartending hottie, I believe. He has 30+ tattoos. Anyway, what we do together we do together well. We also share our deep, spiritual belief that GAY SEX IS DIVINE. I mean really a higher plane, not in a Bette Midler sort-of-way. We are sluts. We go to orgy parties. We go to gay campgrounds. Did. I mean we did. Until covid. Thank dog we have each other. Every other day. Still - we both have been going squirrelly from the lack of other men. I’ve asked myself why I am taking the prep every day? Me top. Him undetectable. And I have gotten very careless about taking it. Maybe I skip a few days. A “few”. Oops. Because he told told me about his dream. HOT idea, him fucking and breeding ME. I tell him YES anytime . . . let me know so I can clean. Haha yeah, sure. And days past and it’s forgotten. Except then like a week later. It’s still lockdown around here. We are still distancing. And I overindulge quarantine style . . . a little too much alcohol . . .a little too much cannabis tincture . . .and I am passed out in bed. I wake up groggy as fuck. I wake up in a face down dream. It’s wonderful. Breath on my neck. Weight holding me down. And I am getting fucked. I have not fantasized getting fucked in SO long! And I am dreaming of the feelings . . . the fullness of a dick inside me . . .the nastiness of lube and precum squishing. Me pushing my ass back towards it. Me squirming around because it feels good in every direction and at every angle. FUCK nice. Something about the effort to push back on his dick makes me realize I am actually doing this. I AM flexing my ass. Wait? What? Am I dreaming? I realize I am not but it is such a wonderful dream I am tempted to drift back off without thinking too hard. My head is in this sleepy miasma of fantasy . . .am I at a bathhouse? . . . a Craigslist style anonymous stranger? . . .getting a hot load . . . DAMN this is fun I think to myself . . .but his FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK starting to speed up makes me aware a little so I push back giving him whatever access he wants and before I know it theres that PULSE PULSE PULSE shooting his cum in my ass. I love cum in the ass so much, usually from the other side- -giving my loads. AMAZING My man came in me, and it wasn’t even really even “on the menu”. That dick of his used to have problems getting hard when we first met . . .and he just came ROCKETS in my ass! I have never taken POZ cum. FUCK yes! Then I realized. I am not telling him. I haven’t had prep in over a week. Ten days maybe. He just shot a poz load deep in my almost-virgin-again ass. Sure he is UD, but what if not? What if that load has stored up all his potency, and all of that went deep inside me? It’s burning in me. In a good way. If I get sick in ten days, I will have to tell him the truth so he doesn’t think it is the COVID.

(this story originally appeared on my old tumblr blog sometime in 2014 or 2015, new edits applied) Steve knew this was going to be indelicate. As things often were when covering up his dumbass older brother’s mistakes. Fortunately, he had a set of keys to the vehicle that had been junked. All he had to do was talk his way into the junk yard. Easy as pie. He had grown up with Mr McAlister's son Gary and he might be able to pull the right string by bringing a bottle of Jameson. It didn’t go well. Turns out five years away at college can change a place, and the people in it. Drew McAlister is now one of the coordinator’s of Hope Baptist’s AA program. And he didn’t take kindly to the proffered bottle of whiskey. “Sir, I’m very sorry.” Steve had to get a handle on the angry junkyard owner quickly, or he might wind up getting his ass beat, “I haven't talked to Gary in a long time, I didn’t know.” “He tells me you haven’t called him up since you all moved away.” Drew said, his anger finding a new source as his eyes narrowed, “I know full well what happened between you two and frankly I don’t give a cold shit. But when you left you cut off the place that what raised you.” Steve was numb. His dad knew?! And he was right, so he nodded, “I did. I had to do what I could so I wouldn’t wind up like my brother.” That admission seemed to mollify Mr McAlister a little, “I saw you on the news a few years back, you spoke well.” Steve smiled, despite his ongoing fear, “Thank you.” He’d always been frightened of the gruff man from deepest Appalachia. “Quite a few folks started changing their minds about things after seeing you on tv.” “That don’t make things any easier comin home.” Steve said, letting the drawl slip back into his voice… for the moment. “Listen, son.” Drew McAlister said, coming out from around the desk, “Why are you really here.” The younger man hesitated. “Why do you need back inside a car your brother junked weeks ago?” Steve sighed and looked around the small dingy office. It wasn’t likely to be bugged, “You know he’s in jail now, right?” “Uh-huh.” “You know what he’s in jail FOR, right?” Drew nodded, then a dawning of realization crossed his face. He nodded and grabbed his baseball cap off the desk, “Follow me.” They walked out the back door and into the labyrinth of overgrown piles of rusting cars and building materials.Steve had known that some vehicles were worth more for spare parts than they were for the recycling plant in Youngstown, and some of these piles would sit here for decades than be sent to a blast furnace. Fortunately, in better times, his brother Al had invested in a 1975 Dodge Charger. It HAD to be around here somewhere, rusting here after getting totaled. It was proving to be an agreeable summer day and Drew had opened his shirt, letting the ends flutter in the occasional cool breeze. Steve couldn't help but steal a glance at the hot, hairy dad muscle and chub up a little in his shorts. He got control of himself in time to realize that they’d stopped amidst a row of more recent vehicles. “So son, here’s where you gotta make a choice.” Drew was looking down at him, in the alpha male way that had always intimidated him as a teenager. “By all rights it should be your brother here, trying to talk his way out of a stretch in the pen. But he don’t have anything I want, so you better make it worth it.” With these words Mr McAllister began to unfasten his pants. “Fuck.” Steve muttered. “Yeah, that too.” Drew said, not stopping “Now get on your knees and start suckin.” Steve did as he was told before the cock could even escape the white briefs. They were yanked down and the young man breathed deep of the crotch that produced his first boyfriend. All sorts of wild questions flowed through Steve’s mind as his mouth made contact and began to work the hardening cock. I’m sucking my ex-boyfriend’s dad. Fuck. I want him in my ass. Did he and Gary ever… He sucked the eight inches furiously. Like a starving man and his hands were helping, feeling the fuzzy balls with one, while they other trailed up his torso feeling the furry belly and pectorals of a man old enough to be his father. This was beyond what he’d expected of a summer back in his hometown. He had expected to be a social pariah given his vocal advocacy that ran counter to the way most of this town chose to live. He had feared violent reprisal. Instead, the most macho guy in town had him on his knees, and held his head still while he fucked his talented throat. “Damn boy.” Mr McAlister said, “You’re just as good as Gary.” Steve was shocked by these words and met Drew’s eyes. The older man nodded, “Better believe it, boy.” He slid his cock out of his mouth, “Keep your mouth open.” Steve did so, and was rewarded with a load of spit, drooled out of the older man’s mouth and into his own. “Swallow.” He did as ordered, feeling some of this hard man slide down his throat. Drew nodded, “Get naked… Now!” he added with some bluster to his voice when the young, beardless man hesitated. Steve rose and shucked his t-shirt, shorts and sandals in an instant. He had been wearing a jockstrap on account of the walk out to this part of town and was about to pull it down, when Drew raised a hand, “Leave those on, I like jocks. Back on your knees, son.” Steve lowered himself back to the grassy, but graveled ground and opened his mouth for the cock once more. Drew had divested himself of the work shirt, his pants, his underwear, even his boots and socks. They were both bare assed in the middle of a grimy junkyard and Steve couldn’t be happier. The softened cock re-entered his mouth and stayed there,” Look up at me, Steven.” Their eyes met, and Drew sighed a little. Steve immediately registered the taste of warm piss on his tongue and fought off the urge to spew it from his mouth. “Keep eye contact, boy.” Drew ordered and the young man complied, “Good. Now start drinking it.” A questioning look flashed across Steve’s eyes. Sure, he’d been pissed on. Sure, he’d taken piss in his mouth, but he’d never swallowed. Just somehow it seemed a step too far. But if he wanted to keep his brother out of prison, he’d have to be accommodating for his ex-boyfriend’s dad. He swallowed and discovered that it wasn’t so bad at all. The acrid feel continued down his throat but was soon relieved by the next mouthful. Gulping sounds escaped his body and he started to moan. He was getting painfully hard drinking the middle aged man’s piss. “That’s it, boy.” Drew said encouragingly. Watching the younger man’s throat and mouth work swallowing the contents of his bladder, “That’s a good boy.” He moaned as he was starting to harden up, “You’re just as good at that as Gary.” Soon enough the torrent subsided to a trickle, and Steve felt like his guts were full with urine. “Too bad things didn’t work out between you two.” Drew said appraisingly, kneeling down in front of him, “It would have been nice to have two boys in the house.” Their lips met in a kiss and Steve let the thought of living with father and son fuck machines swim in his mind. Gary had been insatiable. Everyday before school in his room, during lunch in the boiler room, then after school behind the band bleachers, Steve had opened his ass to his best friend. Drew’s tongue made his way into his mouth and his arms around his shoulders and it pulled the young man back into the present. Steve moaned into the kiss, so much like his long lost love, but different. The older man wrapped one arm around his lower back and guided him back onto the grass. Steve instinctively raised his legs and wrapped them around Mr McAlister’s waist. “When was the last time you were fucked, son?” Drew asked, coming up for air. “Last week.” Steve answered as the older man rustled in his pants, “I was in Cleveland visiting friends and they both fucked me.” “Good.” Drew said retrieving a tube from his pants pocket. It was vaseline. He squirted some out and began to massage it around Steve’s hole. The younger man whimpered at what was coming. He didn’t normally get barebacked, but knew enough to realize that a condom wouldn’t be a part of the equation today. With his other hand, Drew moved aside the fabric of Steve’s jockstrap and freed his dick. The older man bent down and suckled on it for a while as he eased fingers into Steve’s eager hole. The younger man came close to cumming, but Drew knew when to ease off. He had been lubing his own cock as well and now lined it up to the greased asshole. “You ready, son?” Steve nodded, “Yes, sir.” Drew slipped his head inside and the young blond sighed in satisfaction. He held it there for but a moment and then eased more of it within. Steve’s legs tightened around his waist, and Drew couldn’t help but thrust the rest of his shaft into the welcoming, tight, warmth. He leaned down and kissed the boy as he gasped and moaned on the hard cock inside him, buried to the hilt. Arms wrapped around eachother and held each other tight. Their torsos mashed together and arms holding each other tight. Mr McAlister’s legs were up against the upturned thighs of the young man beneath him. It felt so right, and so good. And Drew began to move. He made gentle, shallow thrusts, not wanting to break the full body contact they had going. The boy felt perfect. Just like his own son when they were together, which was far too seldom these days. Chicago wasn’t far, but work kept them both busy. Drew was now determined to get back there more often. As he thrust into Steven Grady, the son of one of his best friends, and slid his tongue against his, Drew didn’t entertain any ridiculous thoughts of the two lads getting back together and him having four willing holes to choose from. It was just far too unlikely. This was it, and he was going to make the most of it. He was going to make love to this lonely young man and hopefully give him reason to come visit more often. Their mouths mashed loudly, and they were both moaning in the quiet calm of a gentle fuck. But the occasional thrust onto his prostate was driving Steve wild. “Fuck, boy.” Drew said, breaking off and looking into the young man’s eyes, “I’m not going to last much longer.” He said, picking up a little speed. “Oh fuck!” Steve moaned, “Right there! Right at that.. speed… ohhhh… FUUUUUUCK!!” Drew felt the cock between their bodies pulse and seep warm cum, smearing the seed into the hair on their bellies and chests. The asshole around his cock constricted his shaft like a boa constrictor, the pressure on his own dick going past the breaking point. Drew began to thrust uncontrollably, still holding the lad tight about the shoulders. “Gawd! Fuck, boy. Here it comes!” Drew announced into his ear before making several deep, hard thrusts into him and tensing and trembling with each one. Steve held onto the older man as he unloaded his DNA inside his ass. The moaning in his ear subsided as did the trembling, the balls deep thrusts and Steve massaged the shoulders he’d been holding onto for no more than ten minutes or so. Frankly, he was surprised they’d made it three. Mr McAlister was hot, and he’d always thought so. Now one of his teenage fantasies had come true. But he couldn’t keep his original mission out of his mind. “Hey, Mr McAlister?” The older man chuckled as he recovered, “Call me Drew, son.” He laughed, pushing and holding himself up, “You gotta load of my cum up your ass, and my piss in your belly. And I’m still inside ya, boy. So for fuck’s sake, call me Drew.” Steve chuckled, marvelling that the cock inside him still hadn’t gone soft, “Ok.” “What is it?” Drew asked, wondering what thought could have broken the boy out of a post fuck bliss. “It’s nothing that can’t wait.” Steve said, leaning up to draw the middle aged fuck-god into a kiss. There would be plenty of time to get to the shitty old Dodge, grab the bag of meth from under the wheel well and toss it into the Mahoning River. For now, Steve was happy. Full of every fluid a sexy dad could offer and, for now at least, none of it was going anywhere.

I finally got into a tight little hole that only wanted condoms. It was so worth it. Here's how I did it. Thanks to @Nclchub and @verslut for the tips in the other thread, How to actually use a condom. So this younger guy works a big-company corporate job, is very clean cut, and likes to go by the rules. He has never heard of a cock cage, has never done poppers, and when I playfully teased him about spanking him with my belt, he freaked out and said "it's a hard NO!" He also refuses to talk about fisting (I want him to do it to me). So pretty vanilla. Still, he's crazy hot and he's into me too. I am willing to play by his rules... to an extent. First time we fucked, I let him fuck me with a condom on. I think it was the first time I've used a condom in ten years. It was fairly nasty but still nice getting fucked. Afterward I was massaging his back, and out of nowhere he blurts out, "You can fuck me but you must use a condom! OK???" I was amused. I wasn't close to fucking him. Over the next week we were sexting and talking about how it was my turn to return the favor and top his ass. I was busy with my own stuff and could not get around to his place for a while so it was a few days. We finally got together over the weekend. You guys had given me good advice about putting lube in the condom and getting ready for it. I also decided not to JO at all so I'd have more cum brewing in my balls. It couldn't hurt. We're messing around and finally get ready to fuck. I'm lying on my back and he's straddling me. Out comes the lube... he lubes me up and lubes up his own hole. Then, he just sat right down on me and started humping himself -- without the condom. About ten or fifteen seconds later... Him: "What! Where's the condom?" Me: "You just lubed me up and sat down, bro. You knew damn well there was no condom." Him: "Well you should have warned me!" Me: "I thought you knew what you were getting into. Sorry. Let's play by the rules." Ha. So we stop. Out comes the condom. Now he's lying on his stomach. "Please just hurry and fuck me," he said. I complied, rolling it down onto my shaft. It sucks so much, guys. He has a hairy asshole and I love the scratchy feeling of that on my cock. But I did my duty and rubbered up and fucked him. And it wasn't terrible. The extra lube helped. I plowed him pretty good, and he started calling out my name. "Oh, raw773 🙃, keep fuckin' me, keep fuckin' me..." I was getting into it, slow, deep, fast, jackhammer. He started getting a little whiny though, and I know when bottoms get to squirming around something is wrong. I couldn't tell what it was. I pulled out and relubed. He said, "Can we maybe take a break?" I said "Sure, man." He reached back and ripped the condom off himself and threw it on the floor. Then we kissed and cuddled. Now we're rolling around, being silly, and making out. He maneuvers himself so we're lying side by side with him in front. Me: "Let's play a little game. It's called 'just the tip.'" Him: "Uhh, I don't think so." Me: "Come on. I'm just going to brush my cock back and forth. It won't go in." Him: "OK." So I did exactly that. Just smearing my cock around gently on his hole. He started humping a little but not in a way that would get it in. Finally I'm lined up with his hole. I am totally still. And he backs up about two inches -- right onto my swollen, angry cock! Me: "What are you doing?! This is supposed to be 'just the tip.' Don't you realize it's already in you?" Him: "What? It is???" But he made no effort to pull off. Just lay there and acted confused. Then he deliberately pushed back another inch. And when he did that, guys, I slammed it all the rest of the way home. From there on I turned this little condom queen into a bareback bttm. He kept rationalizing it: "Well, I guess if the seal has already been broken, there's no harm in going further." Or, "You know, I think the condom was really affecting both of our performances." Ultimately he was begging for my load and I gave it to him: deep, deep fuckin' inside, where it wasn't coming out easily. I spent the night and we fucked maybe eight times on and off that night and into the next afternoon. When I left, he was calling himself "a little BB bad boy!" He had three loads in him when I left. So the lesson of the story is: If a condom guy needs that to make himself feel comfortable and safe, think about giving him what he needs. It just might get your cum all the way in where it really belongs.

Chapter 3: You're still mine Saying I was surprised to look up to see my boy towering above me and I was kneeling between his older brothers legs is an understatement... I coughed and spit out the last of his piss from my mouth. As the chempiss and spit trickled down my belly, I tried to stand but the chempiss was kicking in fast and I fell back against Jason, who managed to catch and steady me with his massive muscular arms. “Easy there dad”, Matt said as he stepped forward and slightly leaned down to plant a deep passionate kiss on his older brother Jason. I sat down and leaned against the wall of the shower and looked up to fully take in the sight before me. My oldest, Jason, seemed fairly short at 6'1” compared to his younger brother's towering 6'6” frame; but what Jason lacked in height, he more than made up for in muscle mass. Matt clearly spent a lot of the time at the gym, and had a 6 pack and v-cut to prove it, but Jason could dominate body building competitions... And while Jason had a light “Dusting” of dark black fur from head to toe, with his natural blond hair and trimmed bush, Matt's body looked relatively hairless. Which made him quite the canvas for the assortment of tattoos covering him from collar to toe, including full sleeves on each arm. The last difference that really surprised me was the difference in their dicks. Jason was sporting 8.5 inches, about 7 inches around, and uncut with what I would learn was a 2 gauge PA (Glad he inherited Barb's Dad's dick... which I knew was as long but a little thinner, thanks to a time when we got drunk and blew each other) But Matt on the other hand... HOLY SHIT. Matt's cock was HUGE... “Damn boy, how big is that thing” I asked as it swung before me Matt looked down at me, then at his hardening cock and beaming with pride, replied “13 inches long, and just under 9 around” As he spoke, he took it in his hand and waved it back and forth in front of my face. His long foreskin completely covering the head and hanging lose off the end. My boys then joined me on the floor of the shower, the hot water still raining down as the positioned themselves on both sides of me, As Jason began tweaking my nipples, Matt put a hand behind my head and pulled me in for his first deep kiss. As he dug his way into my mouth, I found out he had his tongue pierced as his barbell lightly clinked against my teeth. As I was once again getting lost in the sensations, he broke off our kiss and looked to his brother, “So, did you ask him?” “Oh, shit, no, not yet” Matt replied. “Ask me what?” I said, trying to assert some of my old “fatherly tone” (but completely failing) as I looked back and forth at my two sexy sons. “Well, a couple things... when I saw your post and your profile online and saw it was you and” Jason began to stutter as Matt coughed loud and punched him in the shoulder before blurting out “about me dumbass, we are here like this so he is obviously down to get charged up like us” he snapped at his brother. Jason punched his brother back before snapping back, “we just started, and I have been warming him up to ask him that and the other things and” Just then Matt reached his hand down, grabbed his brothers balls and gave them a quick tug and twist, but before he could continue arguing with his brother, Jason reached down, grabbed Matts nuts and began twisting and pulling them just as aggressively. I looked down and saw both of my boys hands on the others balls, each pulling and stretching hard enough that they both turning red but each of them refusing to back down to the other. The familiar feeling of my boys doing their brotherly fighting with me in the middle brought back enough instinct that I grabbed each of them by the ears and pulled them back apart until they eased their grips on each other and looked at me. “BOYS, I like the kinky tone your squabbling has taken on over the years you have been away, but nither of you is torturing my nutts, and Matt, Clearly you have something you want to ask that can't wait, So we are going to go around and each ask our most pressing question... Total honesty” I said as released their grips. Both of them looking up at me with puppy dog eyes as they tilted their heads, just like all the times I had to punish them when they were little. I reached over and brushed Jason's hands off of Matt's balls before replacing his grip with mine. I looked him in the eyes, licked my lips, and said, “Matt, you go first” Matt raised his face to look directly at mine; at the same time, he released his grip on his brother, before wrapping his large muscular hand around my dick and balls and giving them a HARD tug. Then he asked, “I have always wanted to know, I don't look anything like you or Jason, and I know Mom is my Mom, but we know she and mike are swingers, so I have always wondered...” he sheepishly trailed off, afraid to ask the question that always bothered him. “Spit it out” I scolded as I gave his huge nuts a stern tug and twist “Are you really my dad?” he blurted before looking down, just like when he was little and afraid of something on TV. “Matty” I said as I released his balls and pulled his chin up till we were both looking each other eye to eye. “You are now, and have always been my son, and while you are probably not as sweet, you are still my baby boy... but yes...no... I mean, biologically, I am pretty sure the guy who knocked up your mom that night was the Scandinavian sailor, pretty sure he tried knocking me up too with all the loads he left in me...but it was a swingers party, we didn't know anyone there. And we were never able to track him down... but that didn't change the fact that I raised you as my own, and when your Mom took you and Jason away, it hurt just as much; but I thought it was what would be best for you two” I said as I gave him a soft loving kiss to re-assure him, and gave him a look that let him know that that no matter what, as far as I was concerned, he was mine. At this point, Jason calmly placed his hand on his brother's forehead and gently pushed him back, “OK, My Turn” he said eagerly, however as Matt still had my nuts in much less aggressive, but still firm grip, he instead reached under my leg, and rolled me sidways to face his brother as he pulled the huge plug from my hole with a loud wet plop before sliding his fat 8” effortlessly into my gaping hole, balls deep. As he slowly moved it back and forth, he reached around and pulled his brother closer, sandwiching me between their ripped muscular bodies. “Well” Jason said, “I guess the first thing I want to know right now...our lease is up at the end of the month, and we were in the area because we were looking for a new place to live where we could be... “us” without having to worry...sooo, could we move back home here with you?” he said as he slowly long dicked my hole (trying to butter the old man up I see) I pushed back my hole and without hesitation replied, “fuck yeah boys; we will have to get another fake bed to put somewhere in case we ever have to keep up appearances, But I have a big bid, and I want to go to bed every night in between my two beautiful sons” I said in a haze between the chems in my system and the monster cock massaging my prostate now it was my turn, as I pushed back to meet Jason's thrusts. I let out a struggled, “I have always thought it was kinda hot, but was always too scared to go through with it... do you two really want to knock me up? Breed your old man and make him a toxic slut like you are? I blurted in my t and sex filled haze. “Fuck yeah daddy” Jason said eagerly as he picked up the pace. “Poz and then some...we both recently tested poz for siph but haven't started meds yet, and this morning Matty found a sore by his piss slit that we need to go back to the doc for. At this point I had crossed so many lines, I didn't hesitate to reply, “Fuck yeah Jason, breed my fag pussy, and make me just like you two” I said as I continued to push back to meet my oldest son as he thrust his toxic cock into my now wet and sloppy hole and I leaned forward to lock lips with his bigger little brother. “FUCK. YES. TAKE. IT.SLUT” Jason yelled, each word punctuated with an even harder thrust, his PA clearly tearing up my ass up further with his PA as he began shooting another load into my stretched out hole. As his body convulsed, he pulled me against him with all his strength, and to my confusion, Matt broke away from our triple embrace to stand up as he said, “Gotta grab something, back in a sec...Jay, help dad get on his back on the fuck bench and turn the water off for a sec. He said before striding out of the room like he already lived here (again). Jason reluctantly pulled out and helped me up. We turned off the showers and as I was climbing onto the bench, Matt re-entered and walked over to me. With me on the fuck bench, his massive cock was once again at eye level. He walked over until his horse cock was only a few feet from my face. “If we're doing this, we're doing it right” he said before he used his left hand to peel the foreskin back and reveal his massive cockhead. Jason was right, there were some angry looking sores forming around his piss slit, and a few smaller bumps along the ridge of his head. A small amount of cock cheese was also making his cockhead look more infected. He took his other hand and revealed another shard of T. He ran the shard across the ridges on his dickhead and then across the red sores near his slit before pushing it all the way into his dick hole. He also had a metal sounding rod which he then used to push the shard several inches deeper into his cock before slowly sliding the rod out. I briefly saw some red streaks along the length of it as he walked over and placed the rod on the sink. “Hold his legs up bro, help me knock up our dad, we are gonna be bound by DNA one way or another!” he said as we walked forward and placed the head of his massive cock against my hungry gaping hole. “Breed me son” I said as I looked into his eyes... It was all the motivation he heeded as in one brutal thrust, he shoved his cock over halfway into my hole. Even with all the chems and stretching from Jason, Taking Matt's cock for the first time still hurt like hell. “Don't worry Dad, this will help” Matt said as his body tensed up and he shoved another quarter of his dick into my beyond stretched hole as his big brother helped pull my cheeks apart. The feeling of fullness then began to greatly intensify, along with a new level of burn, “OH FUCK YES” Matt exclaimed, “I have had to piss since I got here” he said as he unloaded his bladder into my already full hole. The thickness of his cock being the only think keeping it from spraying back out as he continued to unload. My vision blurred and I began coughing heavily...”FUCK” I thought...Matt's slampig chempiss was MUCH stronger than Jasons. It was like I read in the stories about people getting slammed. I tried to say something, but all that I could get out was “please.... fuck... me...”between coughs as I pawed at Jason's torso to try to pull him towards my mouth as I wrapped my legs around Matt and tried pull him in closer to me, not realizing he had already pushed in balls deep and had begun slowly fucking me with the baseball bat he called a cock. All I can remember is a primal need to keep nursing the cock in front of , as the man with a horse cock was literally tearing my hole to shreds. The next few hours were a total blur as both of my son's took turns fucking me, as well as each other, with an abundance of wet sloppy fisting mixed in. --------- That's it for now, but if yall want more, I would like to see this story go further too.

I met this beautiful 20-something Adonis at a bar Tuesday night. After telling him how beautiful he was, I asked if he wanted to cum over my place where we could get more intimate. “Yes,” his eyes sparkled with unmitigated lust. He followed me 3 car-lengths behind. No sooner were we in the apartment, than I cornered him against a wall, kissing him deeply, and grinding my hips into his crotch. I licked and bit and caressed his warm lips, felt the fullness of his cock growing against mine, sensed his youthful unsullied beauty blindly crying for defilement. Yes, I promised. It would be accomplished. I guided him to the bedroom, fumbling with his shirt as we went. I sat him down on the bed and continued to undress him, licking his tits and belly, slipped off his shoes and socks and jeans. Quickly, before he could dissent, his briefs came off, too. The sweaty, spermy scent of uninfected manhood wafted to my nostrils. I buried my face in his delectable crotch, mouthing his balls and inhaling his delicious masculine aroma. I licked relentlessly, eliciting louder and louder moans from his throat. I knew I was going to bareback him, even if he didn't, yet. I buried my face in his balls, then beneath them, inching further and further down, teasing my tongue into the lush crevice between his buns. "What are you doing?" he gasped! Young guys often have no idea of the power of rimming. I knew that he was on the verge of such sexual ecstasy that he would be unable to resist as I pumped hot poz jizz deep into his youthful gut. I pulled out all the stops, and thrust my tongue deep into his succulent hole, regarding it as a precious delicacy to be savored until all the flavor had been extracted. He moaned and thrust his ass into the air with abandon. I knew it was time. "I don't use condoms," I announced, as he ground his hips into my face. He went limp for a moment, contemplating the risks and rewards. When he moaned again, I knew I had his assent. I lubed up quickly and mounted him, raising his legs to my shoulders, a diseased ribbon of precum pointing the way to his prized, neg hole. Gently I entered him, thrusting in and out, each time penetrating him deeper, till at last my pubic hair brushed his ass cheeks. As I looked in his eyes, I suspected this was his first bareback fuck, and that my poz load would likely impregnate him. I fucked slowly and passionately, the way men are meant to ride boys, raw and deep, then faster and faster, plunging harder and vigorously, getting closer and closer to exploding my poison jizz deep within this beautiful man’s gut. My cock plugged him relentlessly, prepared to fertilize his virgin cunt with a potent load of poison man-sperm. I started to cum. I plugged his succulent ass so heartily that the bed squawked in protest. The boy’s head slammed against the headboard, but he was oblivious. He had a heated, vigorous stallion inside him, and all he wanted was cock. My raw jizz exploded, impregnating the innermost recesses of his gut, infiltrating his bloodstream, melding into every vital organ. I rammed him again and again, making sure he got every drop of poison I had to offer. His tight, puckered asshole devoured it greedily, not wasting a drop, wanting more and more. So I dry-fucked him twice more—each time his lacerated mancunt more receptive to my virus-laden spunk.

I was breed for the first time by my brother at 16. I love getting fuck raw and the load being left behind.

Well, it's starting… The day after the election (11/4) the Supreme Court will hear a case where a Catholic adoption agency is saying their first amendment religious rights trump the City of Philadelphia's anti-discrimination laws. The Catholics had a contract with the city to handle adoptions for the city. When the city had children it needed adopted they would contract with various agencies to get them adopted. The Catholics refused to place kids with gay families. Since they were doing work for the city (not independently) the city canceled the contract when they refused to abide by the city's law and place kids with gay parents. So far the courts have ruled consistently for the city and against the Catholics. The case isn't about whether Catholics have the right to discriminate when they do adoptions on their own. Saying the city can't demand the city's own contractors abide by the city's anti-discrimination laws when those contractors are performing governmental duties on behalf of the city would be a pretty big landmark decision. https://www.washingtonblade.com/2020/08/19/supreme-court-sets-nov-4-to-hear-if-adoption-agency-can-reject-lgbtq-parents/ https://www.aclu.org/cases/fulton-v-city-philadelphia I'm sure Alito and Thomas will find some justification to side with the Catholics. Where Barrett sides will tell us a lot about how she will be as a Supreme Court justice – whether she's a worst case scenario, or something a bit more moderate. Remember they don't actually have to get rid of gay marriage to put us back to second class citizens. They can just keep chipping away at our rights until our we as a community simply don't have equality.

I haven’t read every post in this thread so maybe this has already been brought up. If you do not go on Prep and become positive, you’re going to HAVE TO take pill(s) everyday, so what’s the big deal with taking a pill for Prep now to protect you from the possible deleterious effects of HIV?

If you’re feeling really insecure, try hanging around the gloryholes and suck a few cocks and swallow a few loads first. That helped me get over any reservations or insecuritiesi would have when I’d first get inside. If you really want to get fucked, try getting a room, lay ass up with the door open and a blindfold or do that on afuck bench/sling. Rejection happens but you have to just move on.

Mmmm damn I need to nut.

Chapter Eleven I immediately started coughing, the kids all laughed as I struggled to breath, “Whoa big guy,” Logan said coming up and taking the joint from me, “Can't hold your weed huh?” I shook my head, tears falling from my eyes. “Ok, here,” he said leaning me back into the beanbag, “Let's try this.” He took a long drag and then leaned in like he was going to kiss me. “Whoa...” I said stopping him. He shook his head and pushed his lips to mine. The smoke moved from his mouth to mine and I felt it enter my lungs in one gulp. He held his mouth to mine and I felt his tongue slip over mine. My tongue moved tentatively over his and he pulled off me. “See? It's called shotgunning, it's for newbies.” “Thought you'd smoked before,” one of the kids said, “Fuck off Tim, leave him alone,” Logan said taking another drag and leaning in. This time there was no pretense, this was a kiss with some smoke being shared. This kid was a good kisser, way better than Jack. I forgot for a moment he was barely 18 and kissed him back as the smoke entered me. At the end we were just making out, his body moving over mine. He pulled off with a smile “See? It's strong shit, so be ready.” I nodded and Logan passed the joint to another of the guys, “You wanna do one?” The kid nodded and took Jack's place. This one had dirty blond hair and a cleft in his chin that made him look like a model almost. They were all Tik Tok boys, toned, six packs, smooth, and horny as fuck. This kid leaned in and again, it wasn't anything but a kiss and I welcomed it. This one was skinny and he moved over me, his legs straddling my chest as he tongue fucked me. His kiss was messier but there was a lot of passion in it and I felt myself respond. I think he passed the joint away because both of his hands were on the side of my face, kissing me like he was possessed. “Fuck,” he said breathlessly, “You are fucking cut,” he said tracing a finger down the space in my pecs. “My turn,” the last kid said, taking a huge drag and handing the joint back to Logan. He came in and kissed me like he meant it, one hand behind my head, the other on the bulge in my jeans. My hips bucked up as he rubbed me, these kids were fucking turning me on and I didn't really care they were in high school for a moment. “Get naked,” he whispered as he got off me and slipped his shorts off, “I wanna see that monster in your pants.” The other boys shucked their soccer shorts as I unbuttoned my jeans. Logan grabbed the side and pulled them down, leaving me in my jock with my swollen cock pushing against the thin cotton. One of the kids leaned down and moved it aside and my dick flipped up, making a slapping sound against my abs as I sighed at the feeling of being free. “Holy fuck!” one of them exclaimed. “Told ya he was a beast,” Logan said, “Ev, stroke it for us.” I reached down and gripped the base of my cock with a hand, a light from one of their phones lit up as he started filming, “Yeah man, fucking stroke that motherfucker.” “Come on guys,” I said hiding my face, “Don't do that.” “Ev!” Logan said moving down next to me, “Show that fucker off,” he pulled my hand down and leaned over to kiss me, while his other friend put a hand on the top half of my dick. The double hit of pleasure made me let go and I just kissed Logan back and released my dick to let the other kid stroke me. “Fuck man, look at this thing!” the kid said propping my cock up for the other one to film, “I would tear pussy up with this shit!” “Put both hands on it,” the guy with the phone said, “Make it leak some.” I felt two hands grab my dick and start to move up and down my length. I moaned into Logan's mouth as I felt my dick start to weep precum. The weed was hitting me hard now and I just laid back and let this kid stroke me off as Jack's little brother looked down at me and smiled. “See guys? I told you, my brother said once he gets all turned on he does anything.” “Prove it!” the filming kid said. Logan moved up and brought his dick to my mouth, “Come on Ev, lick my dick.” I had been right, it was a nice fucking dick. It was nearly as big as Jack's but on a high school kid it looked huge on his frame and my mouth started watering as I licked it slowly. “OH DAMN!” the other two said as I tasted the first drop of Logan's nutjuice. He tasted like Jack and I instantly wanted more. I grabbed his ass and pulled him onto me as I swallowed him whole and miked his dick with my tongue. “Fucking college boy blowing a high school jock, that shit is tight.” one of them said but I ignored it, I was liking this shit too much. “Lick my balls,” Logan demanded, moving his balls up to my mouth. I did as he said, his voice was too much like Jack's for me not to. His balls were smooth and shaven and the sound he made as I rolled them around in my mouth was a turn on. He moved again, trying to push them further in and I licked and prodded...until this hole was over my mouth. My tongue darted up and started to breech his tiny hole. “FUCK!” Logan screamed as he tried to jump off my mouth, but my hands held his hips still and I slowly started to rim him. “Fuck, fuck...” the jock panted as I dug deeper and deeper into him, “His fucking tongue is huge...” I felt precum drip on my forehead as I grabbed the side of his cheeks and really shoved my tongue up this soccer kid's ass. He squealed and stopped trying to get away and pushed back onto my face. “Dude, that's gay,” one of the kids said, still filming, still stroking himself. “Fuck that,” Jack whimpered, “It feels fucking amazing...” One kid looked at the other and said, “You film for a while,” and moved over to Logan, “Come on man, give me a turn.” Logan moved off my mouth and my tongue was left exposed, as I tried to find the tight, jock hole again. The other kid lowered himself on my face and I instantly speared his firm, little ass, pushing my tip into his hole and making him cry out in pleasure. “Fuuuccckkkk...”he moaned, “Fuck yeah, come on college boy....lick my high school ass....” Maybe it was the weed, maybe it was my fog, maybe it was because I was partly in control for once but this was so fucking hot I just grabbed his hips and pushed him down as hard as I could. The kid started to bounce on my face, fucking himself on my tongue as I tried to claw his smooth buns across to get deeper. “Grab me that lotion,” I head Logan tell the other guy. Seconds later I felt a cold wetness move around my ass and my legs were moved. “You ready to get fucked Ev?” Logan asked. “No way this guy is going to let a fucking high schooler fuck him.” “Watch me,” Logan said, his thick tip pressing against my hole. My legs parted on their own as he pushed into me, causing me to moan around this kids hole. He was stroking himself off as I rimmed him but I didn't care anymore, all I wanted was that cock. Logan's thrust was fast and all over the place. I could tell this was his first ass fuck as he just jammed it in, trying his best to get it anywhere. I moved the kid off my mouth and said, “Slower...slow down.” He pulled his cock back and lined it up again, this time he thrust in slowly and it moved past my muscle in one go, causing me to moan at the length. “Suck me,” the kid on top of me ordered and my mouth opened so he could shove his cock into my mouth. Logan pushed in all the way, not quite as big as Jack but big enough, once he was bottomed out he pulled out almost to the tip and shoved it in as one push. I fucking lost it as the impact went past my prostate, making my cock lurch to life, precum going everywhere. “Dude...look at this cock...he loves this!” the kid filming said. “I know, watch me fuck this bitch good.” He started thrusting into me, each one more confident than the last, working up a good rhythm, driving me nuts as I sucked this kid off. “Yeah..more...more...” the kid said as his cock began to swell in my mouth, “I'm cumming...fuck I'm cumming.” I grabbed his hips and shoved his cock deep down my throat as he fired shot after shot of teen jizz down my throat. Both hands gripped my hair as he pumped his load into me. I could feel his perfect, soccer ass clench as he emptied himself into my mouth. He fell off, “Fuck me...” he said, sweat covering his body. Logan ignored him, he was learning to fuck hard. He had brought my legs up to his shoulders and was drilling me hard, there was a cruel look on his face that looked like Jack when he fucked me and I started panting to myself. “Fuck my pussy...harder...fuck me harder...” “Did you hear that!” the guy filming said, “He said he had a pussy!” “You like this Ev?” Logan asked for the camera, “You like getting fucked.” “Harder...fuck me harder...” I pleaded, wanting more dick that the teenager could give me. “Where should I fuck you Ev?” “My pussy....fuck my jock pussy...” The boys exclaimed in excitement and the one with the camera said. “Ok my turn, let me fuck him.” Logan reluctantly pulled out of me and I laid there on my back, my legs open, wanting more cock. The last kid jock rolled me over and grabbed my hair to pull me up on all fours. He shoved his cock in with authority and I could tell this kid had fucked before. “Present that ass bitch...” he said, pushing me down , raising my ass up higher, “Show me that hungry cunt...come on you fucker...” I responded to the boys words and raised my ass and pushed back into this thrusts. He wasn't as large as Logan but he fucking knew how to fuck hard. I grunted each time he assaulted me, but my pussy was still empty...I wanted more. “Harder...more...fuck me more...” I chanted, losing all scope of reality. The weed with my own natural fog had mindfucked me, and I didn't care about anything any more, I wanted to get off and that meant more cock, more fucking...more everything. If Jack's dad came in right now I'd have begged him to fuck me, shit if my dad had come in I would have... My cock pulsed at the thought and I pushed back hard into this kid. “Yeah you want this dick don't you bitch?” I did, I wanted it bad. “Ok let me back in,” Logan said. “Fuck that, I just got here.” “Come on Donny, fucking let me fuck him some more.” “It's my turn fucker...” His pace had slowed and my ass was aching for more. “Fuck me...fuck me harder...I need more...” I intoned. “I have an idea,” Logan said, moving around to my front. He say down and held his cock up, “Come on Ev, come ride my cock.” I scrambled to my feet and moved over to straddle this high school jock's dick. My jock pussy engulfed his hard rod and I sighed as I felt it slam all the way into me. If this kid had a few more inches he would have been fucking everything...so I just frantically bounced on his cock, trying to go as deep as I could. “Come on, your turn,” Logan said to the other kid. At first I was confused but then felt the other kid put a hand on my lower back to steady me, and his tip push into my already filled hole. “What....” I said, a moment of clarity coming to me as I felt the second cock start to force it's way into my ass. “No...no....don't...” I pleaded as the second head pushed past my hole and penetrated me. My mouth opened to scream as he pushed into, both cocks filling me up like nothing had before. I was no longer high, I was no longer fuzzy, I was freaking out because two high school jocks were double penetrating me on camera! The second kid pushed all the way in and I started to thrash, “No...get the fuck...” And both of their heads crushed my prostate. My eyes rolled back and I lost time for a moment. My hearing came back slowly and I could hear someone yelling and the sound of something wet hitting something wet. It took a moment for me to recognize my own voice screaming “Fuck me...fuck me harder....yeah...fill my pussy....wreck that jock cunt!” The sound of flesh hitting flesh was my sweaty body slamming back into their cocks as I rode both dicks as hard as I could, their thickness not sliding past but pressing down on my joybutton, making me fucking insane. The guy with the camera had it up to my face as I cried for them to fuck me harder...neither one moving as I did all the work pushing my tight ass down over both cocks in a blur. Logan was pushing me down by the shoulders as he screamed for me to take it, the other kid had a handful of my hair and was treating me like a fucking stallion he was trying to break with his dick. My cockhead was purple and swollen and as I looked down at it I knew, it was about to fucking shoot like it had never shot before. “Come on Everett, ride these high school cocks, show us how a big college stud likes to get fucked.” “Fuck me, fuck me...fill my cunt...breed my pussy....” My was speaking jibberish now as my cock just exploded, a gusher of cum spraying my six pack and chest with what seemed like gallons of cum, never ending, just shot after shot after shot. My ass clamped down on both cocks as I came and I felt them pulse as one as they pushed their jock babes into me, breeding me like the jock pussy I was. They both held on to me and thrust up as hard as they could to milk the last drops out of their members. I slumped forward, my head resting on Logan's shoulder as consciousness started to fade. As I passed out I head the boy whisper, “What until my brother gets back to see this.” And then nothing.

Chapter 7 Sir left the room briefly and for the first time Master spoke, in broken english, his tone just as deep and almost evil sounding as the grunts heard of him so far. He sneered as he spoke, gyrating his hips in quick jabs forward and back as he held his cock in one hand, lifted his other arm up and behind his head flexing his huge biceps and tonguing his pit. "No mercy fuck boy". I started to really feel like I was in trouble. My hole so wanted his cock, but my body went into fear mode. I tried now to get loose from my restraints. Began thrashing in the sling. Master continued to repeat himself. He was fear and hotness in one. "No go fuck boy", Master then said as he approached and stood between my legs. He reached out and rubbed his hand in the pool of precum I had created then wrapped his hand around my dick and very slowly stroked it. He placed the head of his cock at my hole and gyrated his hips making his dick slip rub from my hole to just under my balls. He then spit on his dick to make it slicker. I could feel my hole start to open. A mind of its own, it wanted dick. Master then stood still with his massive cock head at the entrance of my hole and pressed forward. He then lifted himself up and down, rocking in his boots. He stared at me and again spoke those words of "no mercy fuck boy". "STOP CECILE", shouted Sir as he came thru the door. "AJ just called. We need to get ready. Set up the bed and I'll get the media up and favs", Sir said. I watched as the two of them quickly moved about the large bedroom. The room became bright as day. The room walls and ceiling were painted all black. The floor covered in a black rubber like material. I could see multiple cameras all over the room. The king sized four poster bed made of railroad ties, a super thick black rubber sheet mattress took on life as Master pulled a large drawer from underneath, removed another leather sling already having chains, restraints and stirrups and attached it to the top corners of the bed. Master then lifted the mattress from the bed and set it to one side. Lighting changed to a blue color. The tv screen flashed a bit and then changed to display 8 cameras in the room surrounding some kindof chat room that I could see had several windows popping up. Sir was typing like crazy. There was a camera above me that captured a couple feet above my head, showed my entire restrained and splayed body, and a few feet beyond the end of the sling. Another camera captured a side view of me in the sling at the same level while another camera captured an angled upward view of the end of the sling that clearly showed my legs wide and my totally exposed hole and balls. A fourth camera also mounted on the ceiling was a closer view of my head, arms and chest to likely show facial expressions. The other four cameras were mounted much the same way around the bed area. "Guys, cover the fuck boy's eyes. I got a surprise! I couldn't resist!", said AJ as he approached the room. Master put the blindfold on me quickly. I could hear the 3 of them move about the room. The chains of the other sling could be heard as well. What the fuck was happening? "You remember that you may only speak as you have been told, right?", Sir said as he squeezed my balls. I nodded yes. The blindfold was removed and I was shocked as shit. Trussed up just like me was my ex Tim. He was out cold. He looked pretty hot like that. Tim was 5'4", naturally smooth, tight body, bubble butt, medium length red head. AJ said, "So this is Tim. Hot little fucker that I have tried to own for almost 2 years. He is very anti drug. But today, I spiked his OJ with a good amount of G to knock him out. So lets get the trays, rigs, and other favs set up. Going to give his hole a booty shot, trimix for his little dick, then we'll double slam his sorry ass and that should bring him awake and horned as fuck". Master got the trays, rigs, tubing, booty shot ready. AJ adjusted Tims sling so his ass was way up higher for the booty shot, then turned to me and did the same. Sir went back to the chat/cameras. Master took one of the booty shots and injected .35 of tina into tims hole. Tim started to move about some likely from the burning he felt as the liquid creeped deeper into his body. Master grabbed another booty shot and did the same to me as AJ said mine was only .2 but no worries. AJ and master then worked together placing the tubing on each of Tims arms. They both inserted the needle and got the register. They left the needles like that and came to me. My hole was already aching. "No mercy fuck boy", master spoke again as he placed a tube around my arm, inserted the needle and got a flash, then left it there. "They want to know what amount is going to the fuck toys", Sir asked. AJ said, "the double is .35 in each and the single is .5. Gotta really fuck up the double guy. Really fuck him up. Cecile has no mercy". The chat screens exploded. Tim was involuntarily gyrating his hips in the sling. He began to open his eyes slowly and looked around the room. Master and Aj moved to his arms above his head as Tim looked up and saw the needles in his arms. "no! NO! NO!" Tim yelled as AJ and Master emptied the rigs, removed the hose, and lowered his ass in the sling. Tim's body thrashed like crazy as he coughed over and over. "I'm gonna die! Holy shit! Fuck! Whats happening to me?", Tim screamed as the sweat poured from him and his dick spurted ropes of cum from his dick. His eyes rolled back into his head and his body collapsed. He was motionless. I began to freak out. The tube on my arm was removed and my ass was lowered in the sling as well. I coughed, and coughed. I had trouble catching my breath and began to feel like I was going to pass out. My eyes rolled back into my head, I was sweating, and my hole was twitching like mad. It felt very wet. I could hear a deep gasping breath sound coming from Tim. i slowly lifted my head to see Tim's head pulled up and forward by his hair from Master as Master roughly fingered Tims hole with 4 fingers. In and out he went. Master kept rolling his fingers in a pile of tina on a tray and then shoving one finger, pull out then 2, pull out then 3, then pull out and 4. Then he would jack hammer in short hard deep strokes into Tims hole while forcing tim to watch as he held onto his head. "No mercy fuck boy", Master said repeatedly. He then pulled out his fingers, rubbed more tina onto them and stuck them into Tims mouth. He let go of tims head and then rubbed more tina onto those spit soaked fingers, stroked his dick and shoved his entire thick and wickedly curved cock into tim right to the root. Pulled out completely and did this over and over. Tim tried to scream. Master held his fingers into tims gaping mouth. AJ then grabbed my head by the hair and began doing exactly as Master did to Tim. I actually was thankful that AJ's cock was a bit smaller once he slammed his cock into me. AJ didn't release my head though. He kept pulling me harder and harder into him with each slam of his dick. He then locked his hands behind my neck and jack hammered me in unison to Master pounding Tim. Tears were rolling from Tims cheeks yet he was moaning and groaning. His eyes closed and mouth open finger fucked by Master. The slapping of balls against ass. Slaps felt on my ass, chest, face echoing. My groans and shouting harder, Masters deep grunts, AJs shouts of "take that dick" and 'fuck boy whore", Tims groans, the chains of the slings, Sir shouting out "fuck him...deeper....harder...pound that hole" as he stroked his cock and managed the crazy activity of the chats was soooo hot. AJ then reached up and unfastened my wrists and told me to work my nips. They were super sensitive as I licked my fingers and lightly touched and rolled them between my fingers. My dick throbbed with each touch as my hole squeezed down on AJ's assault. He was standing with his arms behind his back and bouncing me off his pelvis as my hole stroked his dick. He kept adjusting his angle until lightning struck deep inside me. I went to grab my dick and instantly my hand was grabbed onto, held, and restrained again. "I didnt say to touch your dick. I said work your nips", AJ said. He again hit my button and then targetted it as he grabbed the chains of the sling and short jack hammered my hole and button. My hole clamped down on his dick as he shouted, "fuckin tight wet hole fuck boy. Work your hole. Yeah. Milk my dick!". I began to pant, my head rolling back and forth. I felt flush and my dick drooled precum that ran down my side. AJ then slammed his dick into me and stopped. He grabbed my free hand and restrained it. He then pulled completely out of my ass and at the same time, so did Master from Tim. AJ walked over to Tim, slapped his face several times, then slam fucked Tim as hard, deep, and as fast as he could. Master slapped my ass and hole a few times and followed AJ's lead. My body tried to arch up and away from Master as he pounded and pummelled my hole. I was stretched wide and jerked each time he buried his cock inside me. The wicked curve of his dick quickly made me groan and repeat the words "fuck me harder". His cock punched and worked my button like never before. He kept grunting like an animal in heat. Harder he fucked. My hole began to make sloshing and almost fart like sounds as my hole surrendered to him. My eyes rolled back and my neck arched upwards. I felt like I was on some cloud and became light headed. My dick bounced on my stomach and my balls were tight up against my body. "Oh shit! Damn! No way! God! Fuck yeah! Holy...oh..yeah! Fuck me! Pound my ass! Jesus christ! Oh God! I can't...i am...oh! Fuck me! Yeah! Harder! Oh fuck! I'm gonna cum! Damn!", Tim screamed as AJ slowed and punched his hole one long stroke of his dick after another. "You cum when I say you cum!", AJ growled at Tim his body all tensed, sweat pouring off his body. Dick almost standing straight up. AJ grabbed Tims dick at the base with one hand and squeezed. He took his other hand and first slapped Tims balls making him yelp then grabbing them and squeezing them. Tim screamed. Begged to cum. AJ laughed saying to Tim, "first, tell me you love to get slammed and raped. Tell me you want me to use your holes. Tell me to slam you again." Tim didn't respond. AJ released Tims dick and balls and went back to long dick punching his hole. In seconds Tim was on the verge again. AJ again grabbed his dick and balls, slapping Tims balls. Harder this time. "What do you want to tell me Fuck slut?", AJ asked as he squeezed tims balls harder. "Please, please slam me again. Rape me. Use my hole. Slam fuck me. Make me cum", Tim shouted. "As you wish fuck slut!" AJ removed his hands from Tims dick and balls and pulled out his dick. Tim looked confused. AJ then rubbed tina onto his fingers and began punching Tims hole and prostate. Tim was again on the verge. AJ stopped and as he pulled his fingers from Tims hole, he turned and walked towards Sir and said, "you got this". Sir stood up, an evil grin like no other. He grabbed tubing and another rig. He tied the tubing around Tims arm as Tim looked on scared. In went the needle, registered, and off came the tubing in under a minute. "For the audience, that was .5. Hes gonna need it and love it!", Sir said. He grabbed a stool and sat down between Tims legs a Tim fought for his breath and was now just plain spun the fuck out. Drool came from a Tims mouth. His eyes super dialated and wide as shit. Sir ate his hole for a few minutes then sat back so the audience could see clearly. Sir lubed up his hand and pushed all four fingers, his thumb and was into his wrist in about 2 minutes. He gave Tim some poppers and then pulled out. Then back in. In and out. I couldnt believe this. Master had buried his cock in my hole and stood motionless as I watched. He flexed his dick every few mins to remind me he wasnt done. Sir then twisted his hand while inside Tim. Tim rolled his head from side to side, his drool running down his cheeks and neck. He tried speaking but made no sense. 'Watch this guys", Sir said, and then laughed a bit and said, "my bad, you can't see inside this hot, wet, fuck hole. But you can see what happens when I goto town on his fuck spot". At that moment, Tim moaned very loudly, he gyrated his hips trying to get more of what Sir was doing inside him. Tim started babbling louder and louder. His dick started spurting little globs of precum and cum onto his chest and neck. You could see Sir's muscles in his arms as he began to alternate short quick jabs without pulling his hand out, then a twisting motion as he really worked tims fuck button. "You want to cum now fuck slut?" Sir asked Tim who nodded yes furiously. " Guys should I make him cum? Should I make it a long super shooter or a quickie?" Sir asked the audience. AJ said, " these guys are sick! Looks like a super shoot with a couple guys saying to punch his hole for a few minutes after he stops shooting!" Sir laughed and said, "maybe with the next fuck hole. Wait and see! But for now....!" That was it. Tim's body tensed, tried to move, contort, heave, thrust, writhe, moan, grown, almost cry out as Sir was relentless and Tim began shooting first little drops to then rope like cum spews all over his chest, neck, face, floor. I had never seen anything like it. As the intensity slowed, Sir said, "oh no fuck slut, this aint over". Sir went into overdrive with his movements. Tim's eyes bulged, and he began another series of draining his juice. Just as Tim began to collapse, Sir said, "now watch this". He took his free hand and spit into it then grabbed Tims dick and furiously stroked it as he again went wild with his fisting movements. Tim lookied crazed eyed. He kept saying "stop...no...I cant take it!". Sir didnt stop. He kept on. Then Sir said, "just like a lollipop" and leaned forward and slowly licked from Tims hole, up over Tims balls and to the base of Tims dick. And deep gutteral sounds came from Tim as he once again blew what he had left. As he calmed, Sir slowly removed his hand and lightly licked Tims slowly closing hole.

Great time of the year to do some public cruising. Always find hot guy's in track pants willing to do as told. Get it nice and wet Boy because I don't plan on using Lube and I only BB

I have a regular str8 fuck bud who likes glory hole anal (can’t find a willing woman to ride his thick and 9” with her dirt star) who I text after my boyfriend falls asleep. He pounds me raw through a vinyl glory hole between my garage and wood shop. Easy enough if you have a willing bud and heavy sleeping partner...

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!"

I have virtually zero interest in anybody younger than 24. I like men, and would rather have a man that knows how to use his prick on a cum hungry whore like myself than an inexperienced newb that doesn't know his ass from his elbow.

Dad’s Basement Part One OFF LIMITS !!!! That’s how it always was, no one had access to the basement except Dad. Growing up I used to imagine that he was a mad scientist and it was his laboratory where he conducted hair raising experiments. As I got older, my thoughts changed - was it his private gym - he was built, but I knew he went to a gym early in the morning - hell I even went with him quite a few times. My mind always wondered, but I never had the chance to go down —— until now. Here it was my eighteenth birthday, I was home alone, which was the norm since Mom ran off with some man she met on the internet when I was starting my teen years and has not been heard from since. It was when I was heading to the kitchen to get my breakfast, that I saw it. The basement door was open, not wide open, but just enough to know someone could go down there. Stomach be damned, my curiosity was strong than my hunger at this point. I had to see what was down there. “Dad, are you home?” I yelled. No response. I made my way to the laundry room, which accessed the garage and saw that his truck was gone. My stomach groaned - not from hunger, but nerves. I made my way through the house, looking for my Dad. I wanted to make sure I was home alone. I was still scared of getting caught in the “forbidden basement.” He was no where to be found in the house, but that doesn’t mean he wasn’t hiding some where. Fuck I can’t believe I would think that my own Dad would set me up. I had to make sure. Grabbing my cell, I dialed Dad’s number, he quickly answered after one ring, was he waiting for this call. Was this a set up? “Morning Squirt, what’s up?” he said. Squirt - the nickname he knew I hated, yet called me that when it was just the two of us. “Dad, do you want me to do the yard today?” I asked “It’s your birthday and you want to do yard work? We can do it this weekend, together. Any more silly questions or can I get back to my work so I can be home on time?” he replied. “Yeah, are you coming home early or what, like you said it is my birthday.” “Right now, Squirt, it looks like normal time. Got any other pressing questions?” “Nah, I’m good” I replied. "Bye, Dad.” I hung up and quickly made my way to the basement door. In my mind I expected it to be closed and locked, thinking it was all a trick of my mind. Without knowing it I held my breathe as I made my way to the door, only to slowly release it seeing that the door was still a jar. Nervously, I slowly pushed the door open, exposing the darkened stairs which lead to the mysterious basement below. I squinted my eyes to see if I could see anything in the darkness below. Nothing! That first step was the hardest, I had always known I was not allowed down here, but with finding the door opened I could not help but break the rule. I felt the way to see if I could find a switch to illuminate the mystery, nothing. Another what the fuck? I slowly descended the stairs until I was at the bottom. The nerves in my stomach were twitching so bad that I thought I was going to throw up. I was frozen to the floor, as my hands explored the walls, searching for a light switch. It wasn't long until I found one. I closed my eyes and flipped it, as I thought “let there be light.” At that moment, I wondered if this is really what I wanted. Did I want to know my Dad’s secret? I slowly opened my eyes, finding the room flooded with a red light. The walls were darkly painted and if I were to guess they were black. There was symbols painted on they walls with phrases under them. The one that was the biggest and stood out the most was a circle like symbol, that I had seen somewhere before, but did not know where, and had the phrase under it that said “TOXIC FOR LIFE” Else where there were sayings like “no load refused,” “Seed belongs in holes,” and “gifting is the way” - and more. I didn’t under stand. I slowly moved inwards, noticing a leather pad hanging from chains in one corner, two padded “saw horses” in the middle of the room. What the fuck is this place, I thought. It’s not a gym, because I have never seen equipment like this. As I made my way back, I saw that tucked under the stairs was an open shower area, with white tiles and three heads and two drains. I still didn’t understand. I passed out of that room and into another. The room was painted just like the other, with more phrases. The only different was the symbol, this time there was a huge scorpion on the wall, freaky as shit and ugly as hell. Under the big scorpion was shelves with little brown bottles on them, as well as what looked like plastic bottles filled with a clear liquid. I racked my mind trying to figure out what this shit was and what it was used for. From where I was standing there was a darkened opening to my left and one to my right, leading off to who knows where and what. Being adventurous, I went to the left, it was dark inside so I felt my way. I bumped into the a wall in front of me, but felt an opening to my right, so I turned and continued. I bumped and turned many times again. Shit this was some kind of maze. I panicked, I tried to remember which way I turned and went. What if I get trapped in here and Dad finds me here. I turned and moved, finding relief when I found the opening to get out. I have to be more careful. I discovered nothing with that adventure, so I decided to head to the other opening I went across the room and into through the other opening to find a wall blocking me, but with openings on the left and right. I went left only to find that this lead me to a room with another wall that went completely across the room. I walked to my right keeping a distance from the new wall with my hand on the wall that I first came to. I saw that there was three holes in the wall, which allowed light to come through. I gathered my courage and crossed the room to the middle hole, to discover that the hole came up to about my crotch. I slowly squatted down and looked through the hole - only to see the outside door to the left, which was letting in the light from out side through the frosted windows. I didn’t understand any of this. I went back out and look around the big room again, I failed to notice more shelves holding more brown bottles and plastic squeeze bottles. In each corner was a TV, hung high near the ceiling. As I got back to the stairs, I realized there was another opening on the wall with the light switch. It was still dark inside, so I reached around inside trying to find the new room’s light switch. A musty smell invaded my nostrils, rousing my curiosity, as well as my cock. Why was I turned on by this smell. Moments later I found the switch and found this room was a locker room. The lockers formed a square in the center, yet none were on the outer walls. Entering I found why. There were hundreds of used jocks nailed to the wall with pictures under them. The jocks were stained, some a bright yellow, some creamy, some very dark yellow. I lifted one of the jocks to look at the picture. It was of a naked man who’s cock was hard as a rock, my guess the owner of the jock. I lifted the picture up, to find a name, date, and what looked like a code - numbers mixed with three letters in the middle. Looking around I could see that three walls were almost covered with jocks. The fourth was bare. At this point I wanted out of the basement. I had so many questions, yet I found that I didn’t want to seek the answers to them. Switching off the lights I made my way I back upstairs, climbed them and put the basement door like I found it. My mind was racing - what the fuck was that shit downstairs and what did it all mean. Confused, I wanted answers, but again I didn’t. Was I really suppose to see this? Did Dad make a mistake? I went to my room, grabbed my laptop, determined to find out what all this was, even if it took all day. I logged in and had an email from my Dad pop up on my desk top. It’s subject line was “BASEMENT” - I forgo my searching to read this. It read: Squirt, I left the basement open for you today. It is time you found out what the secret is. It was after your call that I knew you were going to head down there. So here is what I do down there. I SUCK DICK, GET MY DICK SUCKED, FUCK ASS AND GET MY ASS FUCKED. I can only put it bluntly. Yes, son I am a faggot, cocksucker, or if you want me to be pc - I am gay. I built the basement as a sex club for men like me. We get together as much as possible to have sex. There is a sling hanging from the ceiling, fuck benches, a maze with glory holes, and a glory hole wall to suck cock from people not in our “Club.” I have well stocked it will lube and poppers (you snort to get a rush - not drugs), the TV’s are for porn. I am sure you are wondering what are on the walls. Son, we are a Poz Fuck Club, each of the members is HIV positive and each man enjoys passing his strain to others. We do not let loads of cum go to waste - we swallow and we breed. The jocks and pictures are of men who had been converted by our club members. I know this may shock you, that your Dad is a toxic cock slut, but after discovering what you were watching on line, I thought it was time for you to know, learn and maybe join in (this part makes my cock hard) Don’t be embarrassed - I want you to be open about sex even with me. I will be open with you. We will talk more when I get home. Happy Birthday Son Love ya, Dad I read the email over and over. He knew what I watched on line. I was so scared that if he ever discovered my secret, it would either scare him or anger him, not turn him on. I needed to talk my mind off him and the basement until he got home. So I headed to the living room to watch movies until he got home.

I hate it when people spread rumors that aren't true. It's not cool! I'm going to set the record straight now. About a month ago, a hot guy messaged me on Grindr. He was hot as hell! And seemed really cool. So, I invited him over. I'm usually very shy with guys and not a whore. When he sent pics of his big dick, though, I couldn't help but want it. His body was gorgeous .. tall and swimmer's build. And that dick! Damn! So, he seemed cool and all; and I couldn't stop thinking about that big dick of his. I invited Ethan over. Next thing I know, we're naked and I cannot take my mouth off his dick. It was gorgeous and I ran my hands over his abs. It was the first time I had ever been open to doing anything with a guy before. But, I was shocked when he told me that he was poz. I was kinda bothered. I was already slobbering over his dick. Maybe he should have told me before? I knew I should have stopped sucking on him then. But, I craved that dick in my mouth again and just kinda ignored him. I can't believe I did that! And then he asked me, "do you want me to cum in your ass or mouth?" I was very confused. Why would he ask that? Like I'm gonna let a guy with HIV cum in me at all? Are you crazy? So, I said, "warn me when you're gonna cum" and just kept sucking on him. Well, one thing led to another .. he's eating my ass; and it feels amazing. And then next thing I know, I feel him teasing my hole with his big cock saying shit like "I bet you want this, don't you?" Why was he teasing me like that? He knew he couldn't have my ass. Or so I thought at the time. :-/ Make a long story short. I let him fuck me. Crazy, right? But, it felt so fucking good! Noone ever fucked me like that. And he kept his word and warned me that he as able to cum. I just assumed he knew to pull it out. But, he jizzed inside me. I should have been upset or scared; but I was so turned on by him, I came too. I thought that was the end of it. I was exhausted and kinda confused by it all. I decided to put it all behind me. But then, a week or so later, someone messages me on a4a and says, "hey I hear you like poz dick!" And I'm like "uhhh .. no." And then he unlocked his pics, and it was another hot guy with a big dick. Damn, he was hott. What the fuck. Why so many hot poz guys?!?! I asked him how he heard I "liked poz dick" and he said his friend from the gym told him about me. I was upset to be honest. But, his pics were turning me on. I told him that I don't let poz guys fuck me. And he stopped messaging me. A couple of days went by, and I couldn't stop thinking about his pics. So, I messaged him and said "look, I don't usually let poz guys fuck me. but, I can't stop thinking about you. I was shocked as I typed that because it was almost as if my fingers were doing it all by themselves. So, when Jeff (the second guy) came over to my place, I found myself scared and confused again. I told him I would only suck his dick. That's it! He can't fuck my ass!!! Maybe I should have known better this time. Jeff was so hot, he was irresistible. "Want another poz dick in your ass?" He asked. Wft?! Why is he asking me that? I already told him he couldn't fuck me. I just ignored him and sucked his dick. I'll just make him cum fast, I thought. I'll even swallow his cum so that I'm not tempted to let him use my ass. That seemed a safer route. The more I sucked on him, though, the more I thought about him putting his dick in my ass. Uggh! Well, just a few minutes later, I was on my back and he was pounding my hole. I couldn't help it. He was just too damn hott. Jeff insisted that I ask for it, though. I guess he didn't want me to change my mind. So, I told him, "yeah, put your poz dick in my ass!" He's like "are you sure?" And I'm just too turned on to say no, so I said, "use my ass! use my ass with your poz dick!" He drilled me so hard and deep. It was insanely good. I realized I didn't tell him not to cum in me. And I was trying to tell him, but I didn't want him to stop. So, I got another load of poz cum up my hole. It felt so fucking good. Anyways, he was too tired to drive home. So, I let Jeff stay over and crash with me. I woke up later in the night, and I felt him trying to fuck me again. He was prying his dick into my hole. I pretended to be asleep. I don't know why I didn't try to stop him. I was scared, but turned on. Why did he fuck me so good before? In a few minutes, his cock is in my ass again. I still try to pretend to be asleep while he fucked me. But, it's feeling too good. And somehow, I blurt out "yes, fuck me with your poz dick again!" It was the best fuck I ever had. I can't believe it was even better than the most recent two poundings I got. All I can think about now is having Jeff over to fuck me again and again. I just like hot guys. If you have HIV and you're hot, I guess I'm just going to give in. But, I'm not a chaser!

Got a room at the Days Inn for easy access Wednesday night. Grinder profile and BBRT ad announcing anon b b bttm ass up face down with blindfold. Took four loads from new guys that haven't fucked me before. First load from a hung and I mean hung 28yr old athletic black guy. Usually the dick you want to be the 3rd or 4th in a night. We're already planning to meet again for another round. The 5th load came from a regular 20yr old mix guy who wrecked my hole. After the pic was taken I took a 6th load from a new guy. No faces seen, only dick pics. Not a bad night. Thursday night used sniffles for the first time. Took a load from a new guy who wrecked my hole with probably one of the biggest dicks I have ever taken. His profile said he was 24, muscled dom breeder and he didn't disappoint. Definitely looking to take another wrecking from him. Got to thinking of the last 50 or so loads I've taken I've not seen a face of any of the guys.

Stayed there a couple of times, day pass pick up after noon and u get a variety of guys there. Mostly older but sometimes a young guy comes thru, usually a cumdump bottom. U can play in your room and post on BBRT and leave blinds open or go to the bavk area where the sling is. After 6pm, thins out and just depends whise staying. Taken alot of loads there and ganbang by 3 daddy tops in public sling and bred a couple of younger bottoms... my advice lay by the pool and walk around with a dri k and take it all in...matter of fact im going back for New years 12/30-1/4 and booked Studio 8 to get whored out to start 2021 right.

I have an idea of what the free tat will be, but will wait for the OP

I'm sure I could arrange for you to get wrecked by a few of us 😉

Rejection is part of life but I doubt you get much rejection for about 20 years. If a guy smiles, grabs his balls or similar just lick your lips and he will approach you. If you are at a bathhouse don't be afraid to make the first move because there are 20++ to 50 other Bottoms looking to be Fucked. If you get rejected just move on, there is always another stiff dick.

interesting. i see that your status is 'don't ask don't tell.' i also see you are lookinig for victims. i wonder if this will turn out to be one of them? you think he fucks around with other guys? probably if he does now it is raw. so hot. no one really wants a condom on. not real sex. you should not shield the LifeForce from entering another, and doing its work--whatever that might be.

Another one from my archives that I wrote under an earlier name, Raw Latino Muscle: I got to Steamworks at 5 p.m. and started breeding holes almost immediately. Lost track of how many but I know it was at least seven or eight loads, including more than one in a few guys who have become almost regular fuck buds there. They were all hot fucks, but the last one of the night (ain't it almost always the last one of the night?) set a new standard for me. It never would have happened as recently as a month ago. But since joining these groups, I've become addicted to bug. I'm a man on a mission. It was almost 3 a.m., and I was dead tired but determined to spew my poison strains in one more hole before calling it a night. After several passes through the corridors and the maze area, I finally found my target. He was on hands and knees in a room, his butt in the air, lube on the mattress and no condoms in sight. I zoomed in, shut the door and immediately started fingering his hole. It was dry, indicating I would be his first load of the night. I love shoving my fat dick into a butt full of jizz - it's the best lube - but knowing I would be first also meant I'd stretch and tear his hole so that my poz bug would go right into his bloodstream. Awesome! Before I could get on his ass, though, he moved his hot wet mouth to my huge pig nipples and began sucking and chewing like a mad man. FUCKING AWESOME! Most guys seem to go right for the dick, but my nips are even more sensitive than my cock, and getting them worked gets me rock hard. After a bit I pulled his head up and shoved my tongue into his mouth, and we kissed like there was no tomorrow. The chemistry was intense, and I knew this was going to be a really great fuck. He was a white kid, mid to late 20s, about 5-foot-7, maybe 150 pounds, slim and lightly muscled - not a twink, but a good boy who was gonna get a huge load of daddy's poz juice. I'm 41, Latino, 5-foot-10 and almost 190 pounds of solid muscle, and my thick and heavy meat was already dripping as I thought about how I would take his boy pussy: Start on his back, then turn him over and fuck him like a dog before I pinned him down with my muscles and shot a thick, juicy load of poison cum in his cunt. "Oh fuck me, daddy! Fuck your bitch! I need your fucking dick SOOO bad!" That was all I needed to hear. His legs were up in the air in no time, and my dick was lubed and aiming at his puckered hole … when it happened: The goddamned fucker whipped out a condom. It caught me totally off guard and made me fucking madder than hell. Fucking tease! I couldn't believe this was happening. If it had been earlier in the night, I would have jumped off him in a heartbeat and stormed out with a monster hard-on in search of the first hole I could find. But it was late, and I didn't want to do that this time - so I took a chance. I took the rubber from his hand, threw it on the floor and immediately shoved my lubed dick into his tight hole. It took all of my body weight to pin him down as the surprise and pain gripped his body. He tried to push me off, but I was clearly too strong for him. "Sorry, fucker. I don't do rubbers." I was pissed as hell, and I held him tight as his hole stretched and twitched around my invading pole. "Bareback only." He didn't say anything coherent, but he grunted and tried to push me off with his legs. "C'mon, bitch, you know you want it! You were begging me to fuck your cunt! You fucking need this, boycunt!" But he clearly was having second thoughts about the whole scene, so I decided to change my approach. "Come on, baby, take daddy's dick. You can do it, boy…" I eased up a bit on his body and tried a more seductive approach. "You got a real sweet boy pussy, and daddy wants to make you feel good." A little nasty encouragement was all he needed. He gave in immediately, shifting his hips so that his hole was right in line with my dick inside him, and started babbling like a baby. "OH GOD, daddy, I need your cock inside me so bad! Please fuck me, daddy! Please fuck me! Please fuck me!" He worked my nipples and kept talking like a whore in heat, and that was all I needed. My dick was rock hard, partly from his response and partly because I knew I was truly going to breed him. The guy must be neg - or at least must think he's neg - if he wanted me to use a rubber. I looked over by the edge of the pillow and saw he had a whole stash of 'em there. That only made me fuck him harder, determined to show him what happens to a fucking tease. "I'm gonna breed your pussy, boy. You know that? You're gonna get daddy's hot seed deep in your cunt. That's what you really want, you fucking bitch, isn't it? You want a hot daddy to fuck you and use you and breed you like a whore, don't you?" "OH GOD, DADDY, YES!!! That's what I want! That's what I need! Please fuck me, Daddy. Please fuck me! … But please pull out before you cum, daddy, please!" The fucking bastard! He was too fucking stupid to be real! Did he really think I would not breed his hole at this point? As long as I live, I will never understand the "logic" of these neg guys who think they can take raw dick and stay neg. What stupidity. What arrogance. "Sorry, fucker. I don't do rubbers, and I don't pull out. You're getting daddy's dick and his load, just like you want it…. Get ready, boy, because Daddy's gonna breed ya!" He just kept moaning and pushing back to meet my thrusts, and that was all the sign I needed. "HERE IT CUMS, BOY! HERE CUMS DADDY'S HOT SEED! GODDAMN YEAH, FUCKER, I'M SPRAYING MY STUD JUICE DEEP IN YOUR GUTS RIGHT NOW!" Walking around for almost an hour before I met this kid, I had worked up a huge load of hot cum. I coated the whole inside of his pussy with poz seed, so much that I could feel it squirting over and over as my balls pumped over and over again. I shoved my tongue deep inside his mouth and rammed my hips into his small body for all I was worth, determined to plant my poison bug so deep in his guts that he'd taste it in the back of his throat. I kept kissing him deep and telling him what a good boy he was as I thrust inside him for another minute or two, determined to work the poison into his pussy walls good so that none would spill out and it would all go straight into his blood stream. "Oh daddy… Oh daddy…. Oh, daddy…." He just kept muttering, too weak, shocked or both to do anything but lie there and feel my poz juice seep into his system. I don't remember the last time I had such a fucking intense orgasm. Almost as soon as it subsided, I was ready to go. I wondered for a moment if he came too, but then I decided that I didn't really care. It was all about me giving him what he fucking needed. It's what I fucking needed, too. I've shot more than a half dozen loads just recalling the whole scene and putting it down in writing. If any of you pigs want some of my poz juice, I'm at Steamworks in Berkeley every other Saturday night. Hope to breed ya soon.... Raw Latino Muscle

Chapter Two: (Like Father, Like Son) As I lay on my back, Jason's hard cock still lodged deep in my throbbing hole, he pushed himself up with his arms; sweat dripping from his short dark hair. His green eyes looked deep into mine, and a devilish smile crept across his handsome face, “Is the stuff in the kitchen still in the same places?” he asked. I was caught off guard by the randomness of his question but managed to reply “uh, yeah, basically” before he quickly pulled out, shoved one of the nearby plugs into my hole, and stood up before happily bouncing off to the kitchen. Any surprise at his actions was pushed aside as I watched his ample ass saunter out of view, fuck he was beautiful. I was still flying, and trying to collect my thoughts when he walked back into the room, holding the can of crisco and sporting a hungry smile as his 9” cock was still mostly hard and still glistening with a mix of pink cum and chempiss. The weight from his large PA ring causing his massive dick to bounce as he walked. He sat down next to me and grabbed his phone from his pants on the floor near us. He fumbled with it with one hand, while tapping the plug in my hole with the other. After a few moments of fingering his screen with a determined look, he put it back and resumed smiling as he ran his hands across my thighs. “Eat my hole while I play with yours daddy” Jason said as he straddled my face. I couldn't believe I was getting a good close look at my sons hot muscular ass as he reached back and ran his hands across the light coat of hair on his perfect round globes before pulling them apart to reveal a puckering hole that had clearly seen its share of dick as well. “suck it daddy” he begged as I lunged forward into the perfect ass of my son. I dove in and hungrily began lapping at his hungry hole. From the initial pucker I could tell he had been fucked a fair amount, but wasn't expecting his hole to open up and try to suck my tongue in as his full round asscheeks hugged the sides of my face. The sweat from both of us lubing our bodies and allowing our skin to slide across each other as he leaned forward and moved his hands from his ass to between my legs to resume playing with the plug in my hole. My hands quickly moving to replace his and continue to pull his ass cheeks apart, allowing me suck on his delicious pucker as I eagerly dig my tongue in deeper into is quickly opening hole. Using the strength of his well defined muscles, he lifts my lower half off the floor, giving him full view and access to my hole. He pulled the plug from my hole with a loud plop and dropped it into the blanket we were on, now fully soaked with chempiss and sweat. I pulled forward to continue my oral assault on his welcoming hole as he leaned forward and buried his face in mine. Even with his strength and flexibility, the angle was difficult for him to do more than lick across the gape he had created. The heat of his tongue clashing with the cool air I could feel against my hole as it tried to pucker closed. He pulled up and leaned back, applying more of his weight to my face and allowing me to dig deeper as I heard him say “fuck your hole tastes good dad” He kept one arm wrapped around my leg, holding me up as his hand massaged inside my ass cheek, his fingers dancing across my hungry ass lips. With the other hand he grabbed something from his pants and seemed to fumble for a second before saying “lets see how much more open we can get you daddy”. He began fingering my hole again and I felt the burn I loved as the hunger and intensity intensified. I held my hand out and pulled my face away from his hole long enough to let out a muffled “one for you” before returning to my feast. With his free hand he grabbed another shard from his supply and placed it in my fingers. “about the same as what I just gave you” he said as I pulled it back and glimpsed at its size before placing it against his hole and pressing it inside (fuck that is bigger than I have done before) I tried to think as it continued kick in more; both of us rubbing it against the others prostate and scratching it back and forth. I lean forward and try to take in as much of the smell of musk from his ass as I can before licking his hole as my fingers rub the last of the T into the lining of his man-pussy. The only real thought in my head being “This is so hot,” as I focus my attentions on the perfect muscle ass against my face, I am now using both hands to pull open his ass and give me access to his hole, now tasting strongly bitter from the T. I am surprised that there is barely any resistance as I am able to slide two fingers in and out with little resistance. “give me your hand” he orders. I reach my hand out and feel his already crisco covered hands massage the grease across my fingers and up my wrists before releasing his grip and returning his attentions to my hole. And his attentions felt amazing. As he returned to working his fingers into my gape that now felt empty without him there. My hole eagerly stretched to accept is continued assault on my hole... I expected some pain, but felt none as I felt the thickness of his thumb knuckle as it slid into my hole and he began to grind it against my spot. I could barely focus on how easily my fingers were working into his hole with the waves of sensation crashing over me. I had to make my boy feel good though, so I pushed my hand forward and with little resistance my hand made it into the perfect muscle butt inches away from my face. “Fuck Jason, you took my whole hand easy” I half grunted as he began moving his hand back and forth, fully fucking me with his arm. “That's nothing dad, before I leave, I'm going to go elbow deep in you... you are already taking my forearms” he said as I felt his fist pushing against my inner ring. “But first, I'm thirsty” he said in a whimsical tone before latching onto my cock and nursing my limp party dick (yeah, I get that bad, glad he didn't inherit it). His sucking was hard and almost painful at first, but he let up as he moved his hand to my bladder and began applying pressure. With all the attention, I felt like I was having a full body orgasm as I let lose a torrent of chempiss down my pig sons hungry throat. The orgasm feeling intensified as I continued to feel the sweet release of the pressure on my bladder and he began slowly moving his hand back and forth from my hole. My legs began to convulse as wave after wave of please washed over me. I did my best to try to return the favor to his ass and was rewarded with the feeling of his piss begging to leak from his monster cock, sandwiched between us. Not wanting to waste it, I used my free hand to pull his now rock hard wet cock down to angle it towards my mouth to savor his bitter nectar. He realizes what I am going for and lifts one leg up off of me, letting me keep my hand in his ass, but giving me a good close up view of his crotch, for the first time, I fully made out the biohazard tattoo above his cock (which he had excluded from his profile pick with his hand and the angle) I lick around the head and under his foreskin, trying to take in the flavor and suck in more,fighting my gag reflex as his piercing occasionally hits my throat. Soon both of our streams ease up and he releases my dick from his mouth to resume his assault on my hole. As he arches back, it pulls his dick from my mouth, which springs back slap against his washboard abs. He changes his grips on my legs until (Like the wrestlers he used to watch on TV and pretend to me with his little brother Matt) he had my legs under his armpits as he raised up on his knees to give me better access to his hole as well. He began full on fucking me with his arm now, while bouncing his perfect muscular frame up and down on mine. He kept trying to still press our bodies together, grinding his massive pole between us as he moved his arm in and out at the same pace he had used to fuck me. Between the chems and the stimulation, I could barely move my body under my own control, as my legs continues to flex and convulse in a full body orgasm as he literally fist fucked me. I wasn't sure if I was pissing more, or cumming, all I could tell you was something was coming out of my dick and I was fully lost in what son was doing to my hole. Wave after wave washed over me for what seemed like hours before I went limp in his arms. Sweating profusely, panting heavily, and still locked in a fisting 69 with my 25 yo beefy muscle son in the living room he used to play video games in. After my hole finally stopped convulsing around what I would learn was only about a few inch away from his elbow, he grabbed the one of the larger plugs off the coffee table (3.5 diameter at the narrow part) and worked it into my now gaping hole. He then took a plug that was a little thinner and passed it to me. “Put this one in my ass daddy” he pleaded (as If I wouldn't) It slid in easily and he stood up over me, “I am fucking loving this, but we should probably wash up a little... but only a little. Go get the shower started, and I will put this in the washer” It was weird having a hookup that already knew where most things were in my house, and even weirder considering who it was, but also felt strangely comforting. Thoughts slowly returning to my head, as he gathered the blanket from under us and began down the hallway... Then he stopped, turned around and yelled, “WHERE THE FUCK IS MY ROOM!” I laughed, I had done a remodel a few years ago, and since I no longer needed a third bedroom, I had taken that space and added it to the bathroom, as a byproduct, the door to his room was no longer there and long since drywalled over. “Check the bathroom” I replied as I stood up and walked him back to the hallway. The look of hurt from his face instantly faded away to a perverted look of glee when he flicked on the switch. The small bathroom he had grown up with was replaced with a much larger XXX spa area. The old shower expanded into a four showerhead “wet room” with a movable plastic fuck bench in the middle. Outside of that was a hot tub stye bath, double sinks with a full mirror above them, and a large floor to ceiling tiled mirror making up the wall behind (so I can check my clothes or the guy fucking me from multiple angles), and what had been his partial walk in closet was now a small 2 person steam room. I had also re-angled the floors and put in a drain, so if need be, the whole room could be hosed down. “I like the way you remodeled MY room.” he said in a cheerful, but still attitude filled tone, a partial smile fighting against the stern look he kept trying to present. “Yeah, well, I bet we can have a LOT more fun with it like this” I snipped back. “and since you got rid of my bed, I will just have to sleep in yours now” he said as he threw the sweat, cum, and chempiss soaked blanket into the washing machine (laundry room is across the hall from the bathroom) and walked back to wrap his arms around me and pull be in for a deep kiss. “so Jason, I have the next two weeks off, and I love having you here, but I have to ask, how long are you planning on staying?” “Like I said dad, I am gonna keep fucking you till I knock you up with my toxic seed. I am self employed, and my lease is actually up in a few weeks anyway, so I could actually move back in here if you will have me” I now understood the hurt look look in his face when he saw his old room was gone, so I gave him the same loving smile I had so many times before, and said “anytime you want Jason, you are always welcome here, and there is still your brother Matt's room” “Can't I sleep with you daddy?” he playfully asked “Every night Jason, but if anyone asks, you are in Matt's old room” “Ok pops” he said as he rolled his eyes before breaking our embrace to turn on the go turn on the shower. “We should PROBABLY clean up a little, after all, when I realized you were into this as much as me, I texted my dealer to come by with some more supplies and to help with my charging you up project” he announced. A wave of eagerness at more cocks was pushed by the voice in the back of my head still trying to yell out “this is wrong”... followed by thoughts of, “will they know I'm his dad?” Jason could see the thoughts running through my head as I stood there in confusion and shock. “Don't worry, he's cool... He is actually the guy who introduced me to partying, and the guy who gave me the bug... if you thought my cock was big, wait till you see his footlong beast...even thicker than me, I'm was one of the only people who cold take him; but I got you more than ready... “ I was pushing my hesitation aside when he followed up, “Trust me Dad, I know you are going to love him, now lets get in the shower!” he says as he takes me by the hand and walks me forward into the hot steaming water. Our mutual drug hazes clearly still present as we get lost in soaping each others bodies up under the hot cascading water. Each of us playfully exploring the other while still exchanging kisses and letting out low moans. He pushes on my shoulders and I drop to my knees and resume my attempts at getting his monster dick more than halfway in my mouth as he begins to let lose another small stream of piss. As it lets up, I hear the bathroom door open behind us. “Perfect Timing” Jason says at he releases my head from his hands, allowing me to turn to see the new arrival. Standing at the door was a 6'6” stud with deep blue eyes,long blond hair, a thinner frame than Jason but equally developed muscles, an assortment of tattoos including a large biohazard around his belly button, and in his hand he was stroking what was easily the biggest dick I had ever seen. Easily a foot long and as thick as an arm. His gentle face though was the same as that “viking god” that had destroyed the holes of me and the ex, a little over 22 years ago... “Hi dad” said my other son Matt.

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.

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

Because we're a republic our national government can't lock things down the way a totalitarian system like China can. But there's a hell of a lot they can do… The federal government can insure adequate supplies of PPE, testing supplies, etc. The federal government can coordinate the distribution of a vaccine when it's ready (they're leaving this to the states). The federal government can aggressively determine the facts and disseminate those facts clearly and then market them to convince people to follow evidence-based health guidelines. The federal government can coerce state and local governments to follow certain guidelines by withholding funds that the states and local governments rely on. For example the federal government could withdraw federal money for schools that have in-person classes in areas that don't meet strict criteria for reopening. (This "power of the purse" is true of a lot of things and lets the feds call the shots in major ways). The federal government can give state and local governments the funds to do the right thing. Sometimes the state and local governments don't do things simply because they don't have the funds to do what really needs to be done. The federal government can lock down borders to limit the spread. (They were too slow doing it and now they're sloppy about enforcing it.) The federal government can test and quarantine everyone coming into the country. Local governments are actually less accountable. This is something Cuomo has encountered. He set health rules for the entire state and then there were notable violations and the local governments were like "Oh, that was just a one time deal and that bar is owned by so-and-so's cousin". In other words local governments are too close to their constituents. It takes someone who's more impartial to enforce this sort of thing.

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.

I wasn't implying the op was territorial. That comment was giving the Dom's perspective and why he wasn't direct in the fact that he was seeing other guys. I agree the op just needs to ask his Sir if the relationship is exclusive or not and go from there. Sub's must follow orders, but personal I feel a sub has a right on choosing what Master to follow

Chapter Eight Jack fucked me until I passed out again. When I woke up it was day and I was in the bed alone. First thing I did was race to the bathroom and try to force my dick down to piss. It felt like a gallon came out before it even slowed. When I was done I was still hard, not a new thing for me at all. There was a shower and I was obviously ripe so I climbed in to hose myself off. I was sore all over, it felt like I had hit it way too hard at the gym and every muscle I had was paying for it now. My dick would not go down so it decided for me to toss one off before the day started. I lathered it up and began to stroke, my mind wandering to the way Cheryl looked riding my cock in her bedroom. I stroked and stroked, imaging every position I could with her but nothing. If anything I was getting soft. Shit, now I was horny and my dick was on strike. “Fuck it,” I said looking around for some shampoo or something. There was a caddy in the back and along with various bottles, a clear rubber dick was just sitting there like that was normal. It was huge, I mean not me huge but fucking big. I pulled it out to laugh at it and saw there was a suction cup on the end of it. Not sure why it needed one but I stroked my dick, trying to compare the lengths. For some reason holding the fake dick was turning me on, which was weird. My ass kept relaxing, like opening and closing and my dick was really responding. “Oh come on,” I muttered as I realized what the suction cup was for. No, no way. I was not doing this. Whatever happened last night was last fucking night and I refuse to keep doing it. Jack and Mr. Blackthorn got me drunk and that was that. No way I am doing that gay shit again... My dick was sticking straight up as flashes of last night played out in my mind. “NO.” I said gritting my teeth, but my dick was not budging. I put the dick down and started to stroke again, every single naked woman I could image flashing through my mind, but not one reaction from my cock. I started stroking faster but nothing, god I was so fucking horny, I needed to cum. But my dick was playing games. I moved one hand behind me and slipped a soapy finger inside of me, just to see if it did anything. My dick pulsed in my hand, and I slid two fingers in. “Shit, shit...” I panted as I fingerfucked myself. My cock was loving this and I felt my own ass back into my fingers. It was turning me on, but not enough. I couldn't get my fingers deep enough to get me off, though I was trying my hardest. I stopped to catch my breath, and looked down at the dick. My mouth actually watered as I looked at it. “God fucking damnit!” I swore, grabbing the plastic dick and slamming the end to the far wall. It hung there, bobbing on the wall, waiting for me. “Just one time,” I said to myself, “Just get myself off and then it's over.” I lathered up my ass and then covered the plastic dick as well, and backed myself up against it. I had to spread my own cheeks to get it access, it took a couple of stabs before I was able to get the thick head to my hole. Once wedged in I pushed back, my ring expanding around the girth, a loud gasp escaping my mouth as it popped inside of me. “Oh god...”I moaned as I pushed it farther and farther into me. Once my ass was against the wall I pulled off of it, the whole length of it sliding out of my tight ass, causing my eyes to roll back into my head. Before the head could pop out I pushed back hard, and the whole length penetrated me, flashes of light danced in front of my eyes. The shower wasn't that big and I was pretty tall so I was able to plant my hands on one side of the shower while my ass backed up onto the other. I started to rock onto the plastic cock, relishing the way my ass felt as it plunged in and out of me as I moved. God this felt fucking incredible, as the familiar fog of my libido descended on me I realized I wished it was bigger. Not caring anymore I began to slam myself back onto the cock as hard as I could. I wanted it deeper...no I needed it deeper. My ass was hungry and I needed more in me. “Not an ass...” a voice trailed through my mind. No one was here, no would could hear me... “Fuck my pussy,” I panted as I reared back, “Yeah, shove it in my jock pussy...fill me...breed me daddy...” Just the word daddy made my cock jerk and I realized I was close to cumming already. “Fuck your boy, please daddy fuck your jock bitch...” My words were pushing me over the edge and the sound of my ass slapping against the wall as my tight pussy swallowed the whole length of the cock was loud as shit. “Harder, fuck me harder daddy...please...fuck your jock...” Images of Jack and Blackthorn raced through my head, my imagination pretending it was one of them behind me. I was really going at it now, my ass was aching for this dick, my pussy was hungry...so hungry. The images moved from guys on the team fucking me and then just random guys I'd seen in the hall. My teachers...my friends...strangers...all their cocks...in me...filling me... My cock exploded on it's own, I hadn't even touched it and it was firing off loads of cum like it was my first wet dream. “Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me...” I chanted as my jock pussy clenched down on the dick again and again and again. Finally I just stood there, plastic dick in my ass, cum dripping off my abs down into the drain. I slowly pulled myself off the dick and I swear, my ass felt an ache as it left. I stood up and rinsed myself off, my dick still half swollen even after all that. What the fuck was wrong with me? I felt guilty and ashamed but also, so, so fucking turned on. I got out and dried off, my clothes were on a chair waiting for me. I got dressed, grabbed my keys and raced downstairs. I didn't know if someone was there or not, I just ran to my car and took off. I needed to get home, needed to clear my head. Needed to get this shit out of my brain. I got home and my dad was at work and my mom must have been shopping. I took another shower, this time without fucking myself, and changed my clothes. I felt a thousand times better, more like myself. What happened yesterday was like a dream, not real. Like it had happened to someone else. That wasn't me, that was just...insanity. I checked the time and saw I could still make my afternoon classes and practice if I booked. I grabbed my stuff and headed back to school, sure that whatever all that was it was over. I walked into the lunchroom and grabbed some food and sat down with the guys, “What's up? I asked. “Hey man, how's it hanging?” one of them asked. “Little to the left but I manage.” We all laughed and I felt my last doubts fade, yeah that was all behind me now. “Hey you,” Jack whispered in my ear, “How's my pussy?” My ass opened automatically and I felt my cock twitch in my pants. I pulled away, “Get off man!” Jack laughed, “Jeez dude chill, what's up your ass?” He sat down, like nothing had happened, like he hadn't talked me into all that. “I ain't talking to you,” I said standing up, leaving my food on the table. I began to walk away and he came up behind me, “What in the fuck is your problem?” I turned to look at him and whispered. “You know what my fucking problem is!” He pushed me out of the lunchroom and into the boy's bathroom, “What are you trying to do? Get caught?” “Fuck off Jack!” “Why are you so pissed?” “You know what you did!” He cocked his head and grinned, “You mean fuck you?” I looked around and shushed him, “Yeah, that was not cool!” “You liked it!” he said laughing, “You were begging for it!” “I was drunk!” I hissed. “Oh really? Off one glass of wine?” “Whatever, you know I was fucked up.” He came off the wall and walked towards me, “I know a lot of things Ev.” I took a step back and felt the wall against my back. “I know you rode my cock like a fucking whore all night,” his hand was over my growing dick, “I know you were backing up on Blackthorn's cock like it had the cure to cancer,” he was now tracing the outline of my head through my jeans, “And I know you busted a nut every time my cock was in you.” His other hand popped the top button of his jeans and he opened them up. “Every. Time.” He pulled his cock out of his underwear and held it in his hand, “You aren't drunk now, are you?” I couldn't stop staring at his dick, I just shook my head. “You know you want to.” “I-I don't...” I said, transfixed by it. He brought his hand up to my mouth and he said, “You're drooling again.” I looked up at him and our eyes locked. He smiled at me and put a hand on my shoulder, and pushed down. I was almost five inches taller than Jack and a fuck load stronger, but as he pushed down, my knees buckled and I went knelt down in front of his cock. “Lick it,” he commanded. I looked up, silently pleading with him not to make me do this. “Lick it you pussy...” The name made something inside me move and my tongue darted out and licked his head. “More.” Like I was controlled I started to suck Jack's cock, each lick turning me on more and more. I licked around his shaft and he guided my head with his hands. “Yeah, come on big guy, show me how bad you want this.” I moaned around his cock, because I did want this. I hated it and wanted to scream, but I wanted his cock so bad. I worked his cock the best I could, miking every drop of precum out of him. He pulled back and his dick slapped up against his shirt, leaving a wet spot from my spit. “Get in a stall.” I shook my head no but he guided me in like I was fucking cattle. “Lower your jeans.” I unbuttoned my pants and lowered them to my knees. “I see you found a jock,” he said with a smile. I nodded, not sure what I was supposed to do. He turned me around and kicked my legs out wider. I balanced myself against the stall door as he pulled my cheeks apart and started eating out my hole. The tip of his tongue trace the outside of my hole and it fluttered open by itself. I bit my bottom lip as he entered me, his warm tongue sending shock waves of sex throughout my body. I wanted to scream, I wanted to cry out, but I forced myself not to. Instead I took one hand and pushed his face deeper into my ass as I pushed back. God it was just his tongue but I was already losing it. What the fuck was wrong with me? Here I was in a public bathroom getting eaten out by my best friend and I loved it. He worked over my hole for nearly a minute, my cock sticking out the side of my jock, a single drop of precum falling from it's tip. When he pulled off my ass I gasped and looked behind me in panic, I wanted more. He smiled and said, “Sit.” My common sense said not to, to just jerk off and forget it. But his cock was just hovering there, so thick...so fucking warm... I slowly moved over to his lap and lowered myself down onto his cock. He guided the tip into my hole and I let out an audible moan, which caused his other hand to cover my mouth. “Shut up bitch, you wanna get caught?” I didn't care, the moment his tip touched my hole I pushed down, my ass begging for his cock like a baby wanting candy. Within seconds I was bottomed out on him, the burn in my ass was a small price to pay for what his cock was doing to me. He let go of my mouth and grabbed my hips, raising me slightly and then lowering me. Just an inch at a time his cock began to fuck me, and before too long I was doing it myself. I was riding his cock without his help at all. “Yeah, come on bitch,” he said quietly, “Ride my cock...show me what your pussy wants.” My bottom lip was numb I was biting it so hard. The only sound in the bathroom was my ass hitting his thighs as I bounced up and down on his hard cock. “What are you doing Ev?” he asked. “Fucking my pussy...” I chanted as I went up and down, “Fucking my jock pussy...” “Yeah you are...you like that don't you?” he said thrusting up as I came down. “Jack...fuck me...fuck me...” “Good...” he said and then pushed me off his dick, “Straddle me this way.” I jumped back on his cock, now I was staring him in the face. He just smiled at me as I slammed my ass down on his cock for all my might. He brought his hands up to my head and pulled me in for a kiss. At first I hesitated but he thrust up again and in the moan he was able to slip his tongue into my mouth and I started responding. We were making out hard as he fucked me, I was starting to sweat again and my cock was weeping precum like crazy. He stopped kissing me and looked me in the eyes, “So you like this?” I nodded. “You want more of this?” I nodded again. His hands went around my throat and squeezed, “Then never fucking talk back to me again bitch,” I gasped as he cut off my air, “You will do as I say without question, you hear me?” I tried to pull his hands off but they were latched on there. “Do you hear me?” I nodded, feeling my lungs start to burn. “You're my jock pussy now, you can call yourself straight or bi or whatever you want, but when I tell you to do something you do it.” Spots began to form in my eyes as he thrust into my harder and harder. “You get that? You belong to me now Everett, you get that?” I nodded weakly, realizing I was about to cum and pass out, “Whose pussy is this?” he asked with one final thrust into my tight ass. He let go of my throat and my cock exploded between us. “Your pussy, your pussy Jack...” I gasped as my own cum hit my face again, “I'm sorry, I'm sorry...” I whined as I leaned in and started kissing him. “It's your pussy Jack, always yours...” I kissed and licked his face as my dick emptied itself one spurt at a time. His dick expanded and I could feel his hot cum paint the inside of my ass. “You're mine Ev...” he said pulling me into a kiss, “You're mine.” I kissed him back, knowing he was absolutely right.

Sorry for the delay. This is the last part for now. Enjoy Part 5 As a kid, I'd see my parents sneaking kisses and moments when they thought the kids weren't around. A slap in the butt, a squeeze here and there, playing footsie- my parents were completely crazy about each other. As I grew up, part of me always wanted that connection. To be crazy in love with someone, even after 20 years of marriage. Maybe this time, I'll get what I want -- I woke up to an empty bedroom. As my eyes adjusted to the morning sun, I saw a tray full of food, coffee, a glass of water and aspirin on the coffee table next to the bed. Next to the tray was a note- "Out on work, be back by 3pm. Eat, rest, stay" While that sounded great, I really needed a shower first. Gingerly standing, a dull pain emanated from my hole and traveled down the length of my thighs. My cunt had taken quite the pounding last night and by the looks of it, I'd be out of commission for a while. I made my way to the washroom, peed and lathered up. As my soap-covered fingers ran down my ass, I felt the soreness in the puffed outer walls. Slowly rubbing my cunt, I remembered the events of last night. Daddy pounding the crap out of me as I begged for his toxic load, the fullness of his cock not only filling my hole but also a deep yearning of belonging in my soul. His body on mine, his dick planted deep within as our bodied merged into one another, becoming a part of the other in more ways than one. Despite the dull soreness, my ass puffed at the thought of his mighty cock and shuddered, sending shivers down the length of my body. A quick shower later, I was back in the room wolfing down on the food he had left. Once done, I headed downstairs to the living area. It was 11am, so I had 4 hours to go before daddy was home. My stuff wasn't anywhere in sight, which was a massive disappointment. After the message I had sent out last night, I was curious to see what was everyone's response. Maybe it was exhibitionism or my own perversion, but I wanted to know how people had reacted and what they thought of the successfull Ian Connelly, now a poz loving whore for a daddy bear. I wasn't concerned about their disapproval, disdain or disgust. I was beginning to realize I was thriving on the thought of it. Funny what a night can do to you. -- At 3, when Daddy walked in through the door, he found a very grateful me on all fours right in front of the door. I couldn't find any gear or toys, but I did find some used jockstrap of his while snooping around the laundry room in the basement. I had put it on before planting myself in front of the door. "Mmm, pig knows what daddy likes" he said as he stepped up closer to me. I looked up towards him, only to feel his shoe on the nape of my neck. He applied force, making my head go straight down onto his other shoe. Without prompting, I stuck my tongue out and started lapping the dirt and filth, grateful to be able to serve him. We stayed like that for about ten minutes during which time daddy made me spit shine his shoes with my tongue. Far from being disgusted, it felt right to do it. After everything he had done for me, how could I pass on the chance to be of service to him. When he was satisfied, he pulled me up and planted his lips on mine. Unlike last night, there was a tenderness to him. This was not the kiss of a man possessed, this was a kiss of a man displaying his love and ownership. I almost melted as he wrapped his arms around mine and pulled me in closer. His tenderness faded as the kiss become more aggressive and passionate. Daddy pulled on my tongue, I bit his lip, he bit down on my lower lip, I sucked on his tongue like a cock and passed a lot of spit into his mouth. He pushed the spit back as we kissed like 2 lovers, reunited after ages. Moments passed before we finally let each other go and as our lips parted, spit fell between us on our chests. "Hey boy, miss me?" "Fuck daddy, I missed you so bad." "I'm here now piglet, daddy's not going anywhere." He didn't even have time to respond as I lunged upon him. The force of my assault would have toppled any man but daddy held his ground. Using my momentum against me, he grabbed me and tackled me into the ground. I landed chest first, making me yelp in pain, and paralyzing me for a moment. Daddy landed on top of me, his weight pinning me to the floor and pulled down the jockstrap. Loudly spitting into his palm, he coated his cock with his spit and started pushing into my very sore hole. My hole was still tender from the previous night and the force of his penetration made me see stars. I started to scream in pain but it didn't stop him from ripping my hole apart. "Never forget pig, I'm your daddy for a reason", he grunted close to my ear as he fucked me mercilessly. For the next few minutes he kept fucking me while grunting and spewing profanity. His hairy body worked up a sweat, creating a beautiful musk of real man that made my brain spin. The heat of his body worked me up as well and soon enough, I was grunting in a mix of acute pain and pleasure. We were 2 animals, rutting to attain a higher goal- firmly establishing the alpha and beta status of our relationship. And that relationship was forever fixed when daddy grunted loudly and let his toxic cum coat the walls of my raw and scraped asshole, making me cum in the process. When he pulled out, I was in extreme pain. My ass felt like it had been scrapped by glass and my insides felt like they had been squished in a blender. But the endorphins in my brain was keeping me awake, letting me power through this intense assault and allowing me to hold on to this moment. "I love you daddy," I croaked out, meaning every word I said. "I love you too pig," daddy replied, his face breaking into a beautiful smile as he slowly leaned in for a kiss. "Lets get you to bed boy. You need some rest." Saying so, daddy helped me stand on my feet and led me to the bed where I promptly crashed. All I remember between standing up and passing out was daddy's bulk pressed against mine, as we cuddled on the bed. --- Epilogue After that day, I never went back to my old life. I was promptly fired from my job but it didn't matter. Fortunately, I had enough saved to last me a decade even if I chose to not invest and lived economically. Not that it mattered, because the second I sold off everything I owned, I gave the money to daddy. He was my master, it seemed only right to let him choose what to do with money. My job was to serve him and his needs, and that became the sole reason for my existence. About 15 days after my first fuck with dad, I came down with the fuck flu. Fortunately, it wasn't so bad and I was only out of commission for 4 days. By day 5 I was horny and ready for daddy's big cock to slide into my puffed up cunt. I let him know just how badly I needed him by straddling him and riding him cowboy, thanking him for the gift and setting me free. I live with dad now and its been 3 years since I have been with him. A lot has changed since then. But even after all this time, I still wake up next to daddy and thank my stars for bringing him to me. I love this man and I'll love him till the day I die. He gave me his death seed but in doing so, he gave me a chance to be reborn. But enough with the reminiscing. For now, daddy and I are out in the hunt looking to poz some neg guys. Daddy just went full blown and we are celebrating by pozzing as many guys as we can tonight at the club. But no matter who we fuck, I am the only guy taking him home with me tonight. Its time to upgrade my poz blood too.

This little Hottie was brought home by my boy on Friday. He is here for a week on vacation and wants to return home a full blown toxic cum dump. After stripping him and plowing him balls deep all weekend he passed out while Handcuffed on the basement floor. I hope he is enjoying himself.

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Now these 3 photos I remember well and I know that boy can suck like a pro. That hole was tight and needs a lot more work to become a total cum dump. But I promised him to work it as often as he wanted. Even giving him a gift each time I seed his hole.

Holy hell what the heck happen this weekend is beyond me. I know we had a small party for the local frat house and invited all to come. How ever when I got up this morning all I found was bodies laying all over some naked some tied up and some sucking cock. I know the boy in the diaper was the bitch last night taking as many cocks and loads as he could.

I keep the loadz in my ass for as long as possible. Usually dont voluntarily eject it til the next day.

This is the only way the new boy get to cum. No other way unless it is done with a hard cock pumping him full. Closet Faggot that he is. Open up that door boy and except the fact that you enjoy hard things deep in your boy pussy. I know I have caught you 3 times jerking off to gay porn. you have taken my cock 3 times licked it clean and sucked my boy while he sucked you off. You NOT a straight jock your Nothing more than a Cum dump Pussy boy in need of training.

Well Progress is going well. We got the new Roomie to pose for a photo so he could post it on some dating app. I wonder how long it will be before I tap that tight boy pussy and breed him. Filling him full of my toxic seed. I know he drinks a lot and tends to black out, Maybe I should just take him when he black's out after drinking. I am sure if we get photo's of him with a cock in his mouth and one deep in his ass he will be willing to let us do as we want to him.

Things changed a whole lot in the next month. First off, Bobby got on academic probation, got caught cheating on a mid term, and for plagiarism. I had just finished paying to upgrade the Cable service, and the resident manager said Bobby’s parents had bailed on the lease. Billy had to move back to the dorm. That left me with six or seven thousand dollars worth of equipment to move, and no where to take it. It also meant I had nowhere to live. The Maintenance guy took me to see the resident manager the day the rent expired. Fortunately it wasn’t a data turnover day, so I could be off line for a few of hours with no problem. He asked how much head had I been giving the cable guy, and was very surprised that I had not. The accounts were paid for by the company I worked for, so the changeover was the only thing I had to pay for. He said, “I know the kid, and I’m sure he will switch it out, and help move all your stuff. All you have to do is let him fuck whatever hole he wants for the rest of your life.” I assured him that I would. (I did not mention that I would gladly done that for him without the return favor.) Then the resident manager pushed his chair back, undid his pants, and stood up. He pulled out his cock, and sat back down. He snapped his fingers and pointed at his cock. I started sucking him off, eagerly. He said “Slow down. You’re gonna be here all day.” As I began doing long slow moves on his cock, he went on. “You get the efficiency apartment next to my office. There’s a matter of a lease, but because you were never on the last one, and this one is going to be. . . “ he paused, and pulled my head up a bit by the hair, to look at his face. “a bit non standard.” He continued “The rent is $1800.00 a month, including utilities. Gas, water, and electricity. However, it includes an employee deduction based on work done.” At that point he turned my head back around and shoved it hard down on his cock. “You get a five dollar credit for each guy, either end, means you do twelve guys a day. Thirteen in February. Me and your fellow employees use you for free.” I hadn’t been asked anything, so I continued to suck. The Maintenance guy started undoing my pants. As he began fucking my ass, they continued to discuss me. I didn’t realize for a few day that was the last time either of them spoke to me. After they finished using me, they talked about marketing strategy. Three guys came to the office, and were told, “Take it to the old apartment, and have it identify the things it brought in. “Leave the computer stuff for Ed.” As they pushed me out the office door, the boss called out, “You can use it too, no charge.” Using the new company cumdump turned out to be their first priority.

I wouldnt say its a fetish I have, but I filmed for Boys-Smoking years ago. Heres the video: [think before following links] [think before following links] https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph5e9c92faa7e05 <iframe src="[think before following links] [think before following links] https://www.pornhub.com/embed/ph5e9c92faa7e05" frameborder="0" width="560" height="315" scrolling="no" allowfullscreen></iframe>

i was trained to be a pussyboy cumdumpster by my uncle and he whored me out to a ton of guys

The closest I have ever cum to incest was jacking off with a cousin of mine and eating his load! He wasn't into playing but was cool with me slurping down his juice anytime we did it... but growing up I did have 2 sets of brothers that would play with me and I got to watch them suck and fuck each other which really hot! They didn't seem to think anything about it...they claimed that they never played solo, only when with me, but not sure I ever believed that

Dad’s Basement Part Three Dad’s shower was open with multiple heads, like something you would see in a locker room, which made it easy to spy on him. I stood outside the shower area as he turned on the water for each head. His cock bounced as he moved alone the wall completing his task. The steam began to rise almost instantly, heating the air. I watched Dad step under on of the head, water began to run down his muscled frame, matting the body hair as he became wetter and wetter. It was like a dream watching him run his hands over his body, massaging his muscles. His hands explored every inch of his body, slowly running along the length of his cock and cupping his balls. My cock began to harden again as I watched the live shower scene of my Dad. He slowly turned his back to me. His hands began to move down the front of his thighs, causing him to bend over the lower his hands went down his legs. I watched his furry ass as he bent over. Once his hands were near his ankles, his furry crack opened, exposing his hole to me. It was so fucking hot. His hands moved to his ass checks and spread them open more, giving me a better view of his hole. I felt like I was frozen to the floor, as I watched his hands massage his cheeks then slowly move towards his crack. His fingers ran up and down the furry trench, teasing his hole and me. Unknowingly, I was doing the same to my crack, my fingers were sliding up and down my own crack, teasing my self. It was pleasure I had never experienced before. Each time my fingers hit my hole, my cock jumped. “Step into my parlor, Son.” I stepped in and joined my Dad under the shower heads. The hot water felt good on my body. I closed my eyes and put my head under the falling water. “Relax” was the only word spoken. One of Dad’s hands was pushing my forward on my upper back while the other was rubbing my lower back. He was bent of slightly, opposite of me, his fingers were lightly toughing my skin above my ass, slowly moving down. I bit my lip when the found the entrance of my crack and slowly work down. The first pass they just went over my hole, each finger dipping slightly in as they went over my puckered hole. Dad’s fingers stopped as they pasted upwards. This time he pushed his fingers into my pucker, just getting the tips in slightly, over and over. Each time he did this I would moan ever so silently. Grabbing some soap, he lathered up his fingers, then returned to my hole. With each push inwards his fingers invaded deeper and deeper into my virgin hole. The little bit of pain, turned to pleasure with each push inwards. I braced myself with my hands against the wall. “Daddy loves your boy pussy, Son” he said as he quickly moved behind me, pressing his furry muscled body against my back. His hard cock was laying in my crack and in my mind’s eye I could see it covering the whole length. He was slowly moving it up and down my crack, breathing on my neck. "Hard to keep from pushing my cock into your hole, fucking you good and seeding your hole, Son,” he said, “Restraining myself is hard. If I am to convert you, I have to do it correctly.” “Yes Daddy,” was all I could say. He turned me around, pulling me close again. This time our cocks were pressed together. Being slightly shorter than him, our eyes were inches apart, as well as our lips. I licked mine as I stared into his eyes. “Get on your knees, Son,” he said, putting his hands on my shoulders and pushing me down until his cock was in my face, adding “Taste your Daddy.” I opened my mouth as wide as possible and engulfed Dad’s big veiny cock, taking it as deep as possible. His hands moved to the back of my head, pushing gently. Placing my hands on his thighs as I moved back and forth on his cock, doing my best to take it further and further down my throat. Apparently that what Dad had in mind as he grunted a deep voice "Deeper Son, DEEPER.” I tried to take more and more of his cock into my mouth and throat as I went down on him, only to gag more and more. His hips began to thrust more and more towards my face, pushing more of his cock into my mouth and throat as he cooed “Relax Son, Daddy won’t hurt you.” I tried to relax but this was so new. His hands moved from the back of my head to the sides, holding me in place as he thrust his hips faster and harder towards my face. I felt his balls hit my chin as his cock inched deeper into my throat, until there was a pop. His cock slide into my throat and he pressed his crotch against my face, balls against my chin. “Good Boy," Dad again murmured, only to hold still for a moment, then only to pull out, and then resume face-fucking me. As he did so, spit shot out of my mouth, landing in his crotch hair and running down my chin. I focused my eyes upwards to see his chest heaving, his head thrown back while biting his lips as he teased me saying “Not much longer now Son.” I muffled a moaned as a response. I was in my own ecstasy. I had my Dad’s hard cock fucking my mouth. Tasting his pre-cum, a preview of the cum that was infected with his HIV. My hands were rubbing the wet furry thighs as my cock jumped a little as it stood between my thighs. “Hot fucking mouth Son. Can only imagine how good my cock would feel slipping in and out of your neg fuck hole,” he remarked. Again I replied with a muffled moan. “Want Daddy to shoot on your face or down your throat Son?” he asked. “faummmce” I replied. “Throat it is, Boy.” He pulled his cock out slightly as his piss slit opened. His poz cum shot out, landing on my tongue giving me a taste of my Dad’s toxic seed. After two shots, he pushed his cock all the way in and shot the rest of his load down my throat to my waiting stomach. I could feel the pulses of cum shooting against my tongue. “Fuck yeah, huge load,” Dad commented as the intensity and frequency of his cum shots decreased, finally stopping. Dad repeated withdrew himself, only to push back in, each time his cock softening on the down stroke. “Lick Daddy’s cock clean, Boy.” I did as he demanded, running my tongue all over his cock while it was inside my mouth. Once it popped out, I continued to lick it. My cock bounced as I licked his softening cock. He bent over, grabbing my chin in his hand, locking his eyes on mine and announced “Your first HIV load, Son.” Without touching myself I shot my load in the air. It was washed away with the hot water from the shower. "Soon you won’t be shooting neg loads, Boy.”