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1. Halloween Preparations I had met Seth at the gym. He was a senior, and I think he noticed me checking him out. He was beautiful: about 5'11", muscular, but not too muscular, brown hair and eyes. He had a rugby player's build, stout and muscular, with a muscular ass. I was far to shy to say anything, especially after he caught me checking him out. But he just smiled at me, and despite my blushing, I smiled back. Luckily, we both moved on to different parts of the gym, and then he disappeared. I resolved to never work out at that time again. Unfortunately, he was waiting for me outside the locker rooms. He smiled again, and my ass twitched. "Like what you saw?" he asked me. Even though I was a freshman, I was hardly a virgin. In high school, I had a steady boyfriend, and we had done a lot of exploring. I had learned what I liked, and that was a thick cock up my hole. Safely, of course. But, also, of course, when I was watching porn, I only watched bareback porn. It was so hot to see a twink boy take a load of sperm from a hot man. I had to answer him. "Y-Yeah," I said. The chance of him beating me up here was almost zero. But I was still terrified. "Nice. Me too." He smiled, and licked his lips. "I'm Seth," he said. "Kenta," I replied. "I gotta run. Here's my number. Let's get a smoothie soon," he said. But Seth's social schedule was packed. I was reasonably popular, but I was still just a freshman. We actually ran into each other more at the gym. We checked each other out, and talked a bit. Once, I saw him in the shower. His dick was thick, even when he was soft. I tried not to stare too much. We finally did the smoothie, but we did it by skipping a class. He had a fresh joint, and we smoked it out in the park, sitting in the sun. He had told me about his home life. He was living in a complex relationship with three other guys, two older men, and then one a few years older than him. He passed the joint to me, and motioned me closer, as he pulled out his phone. He started showing me pictures of his family. I was now sitting right next to him on the bench. We were both in tank tops, and his skin was warm, and still a bit damp from the workout. His "husbands and brother," as he called them were just as hot as he was. I must have said something when he showed me Jon's picture. Jon was the first of the two husbands, and he was balding, bearded, hairy, and hung. He was totally my type, and my asshole was twitching. "Yeah," Seth said. "You'd like him." He continued to show me the other husband and the brother. JP, the husband, was almost better than Jon. I even liked Cal, the tall, lean gymnast brother, although he was far too similar to me in build. "You should meet them. They're great people." He swiped again, and it was another picture of Jon. This time shirtless, wearing a leather harness and jeans. "Wow," I said. "Yeah?" Seth asked. "Are you interested in that?" "It's hot," I said. "Really hot. But I haven't done anything like that before." "You should come over. We've got a lot of gear. You can see what it's like." He leaned in and kissed me. When he told me about his family, I thought he was off-limits. "This is totally fine," he said, almost reading my mind. This time, I kissed him back. The weed was hitting me, and I was horny. "I'd like that." All I could think about was the picture of Jon in the harness. He had been wearing gloves, and I imagined the feel of the warm leather against my skin. "And maybe you'd play with us," Seth said. I had seen videos like that. I had fantasized about it. But I had no idea where to find them. I think I was also scared of it. I had jerked off to the porn. But actually doing it was another thing. Health class had made the consequences so clear, and very scary. "Uh..." I started, utterly unsure what I was going to say. "It's cool," he said, and kissed me again. "Whatever you want." "No," I finally said. "I'd like that. It's just.." "You're a virgin?" he asked, sounding genuinely surprised. "No, no, not hardly. Just never done it with more than one guy." "Oh," he smiled. He kissed me again. "That's easy. We're good at this. Lots of practice." He paused. "By the way, what's your safer sex practice?" "Uh. Usually condoms." I don't know why I said "usually," since I always used condoms. "Cool. We're almost all on Prep or meds," Seth said. "So, we're safe that way." I had seen signs about Prep, and I hadn't really thought about it. But then, with my dick already hard and the weed kicking in, my mind wandered. I could take a raw cock. It was just a pill, and I had heard how easy it was to get at the campus health center. I could take Jon's raw cock. It was definitely the weed's fault, but I couldn't stop thinking about the possibilities. "I'll have to see about it," I said. "Yeah! That's great. You want to come over next Friday?" he asked. "We're doing a little Halloween post-party." "Sure," I said. "What kind of Halloween party? Costumes?" "Yeah. Don't worry about it. We'll get you into some proper leather beforehand. You'll fit right in." He smiled at me and gave me another kiss. We made out for a few more minutes, enjoying the freedom to do this out in public and the warmth of the late fall sun. But, finally, he had to be somewhere, and I had a lab section. Later, he texted me the details. He wanted me to have some time with his family first, before the rest of the party started. "Don't worry. JP and Cal get started on these things hours beforehand." My cock was stiff. By Japanese standards, I was hung. But I remembered the cock Seth had. He had made some comment that he was just average for his family, and I wondered how big Jon and JP must be. More than just my dick, my ass was itching. It had been a while since I had gotten fucked. I wanted to feel all of Jon, and didn't want him to miss any part of me. I looked up PrEP at the health center. It was easy and I had an appointment the next day. A day after that I had a bottle of pills. The doctor said I'd be protected just a few days later.

Part Seventeen I fell asleep downstairs after awhile, there was only so many times you could watch the three of them have sex before you had to take a break. After Sammy had fucked John silly they had brought Eli in and it started all over again finishing with Eli riding John's cock while Sammy fucked John. Then Sammy fucked Eli while he blew John and me and then I fucked Eli while Sammy went at John again. After the fourth round I tapped out and came downstairs. I was awoken by Sammy sitting down next to me, opening a beer and downing it pretty quickly. “Thirsty?” I asked. He looked over at me, sweat matted hair on his forehead, fresh cum on his pecs and a smile as wide as all outdoors on his face, “Gave them alone time,” he explained handing me a beer of my own “They're still at it?” I asked sitting up and taking a drink. “You have any idea how long Eli has lusted after John's cock? Trust me, those two will be fucking until something falls off.” “And you? How was fucking John?” He leaned back with a contented smile, “Perfect. The way he looks at me now, the reverence he has, the way he waits on my words...it's fucking perfect. No one will ever know I own those two completely.” “We own them,” I reminded him, finishing my beer. He nodded, “Of course, you made it happen. I mean I wouldn't have even thought about raping my brothers without you.” “There's that word again...no one really gets raped.” He raised an eyebrow, “You think?” “Not if you do it right,” I explained, “I mean people do get raped don't get me wrong, but what we did to your brothers, what I did to you, was just unlocking what you were too afraid to find.” “So then it isn't rape, it's what? A gift?” I nodded, “Exactly, I gave you all a gift,” I giggled at the thought. “Cool, I am so glad to hear that,” he said taking the empty beer can from my hand. “Uh-huh...” man I was still tried, “You'll thank me eventually...” “Oh I'll thank you now,” he said pushing me back on the couch.” I looked up and saw him hovering over me, “God you're beautiful.” Did I say that out loud?” “You think I'm hot?” he asked, his eyes staring down into mine. I nodded, “For sure...hottest guy I've ever met...” He leaned down and kissed me, “How hot?” I kissed him back, my entire body reacting to his presence, “So hot, your fucking body, your fucking smile...and that cock...” He sat up and straddled my chest, “This cock?” he said, waving his half hard member in my face. “So fucking hot...” I said looking up at it. “Open your mouth,” he said. I opened it wide. “Stick out your tongue.” I thrust my tongue out, mere inches from my prize. “How bad you want my cock?” “So bad...please...” My words shocked me for a moment. And then he pressed the head of his cock onto my tongue and it was forgotten. The head of his cock filled my entire mouth as he pushed it in. “More tongue,” he barked and I complied as fast as I could. Again there was something not right but when I looked up and saw him over me, pressing that fucking monster deeper down my throat, my mind went fuzzy and I did my best to swallow it. “Open your throat,” he said as his head hit the back of my throat, “Don't gag...swallow...” he smacked me upside my head when I choked and I doubled down on trying to keep my breathing steady. I felt the head of cock slip down my throat and I did my best to accomdiate the length of his shaft as he pressed it there and started to skullfuck me. He held the sides of my head and I felt my eyes water as he forced hs lngth down my throat. I'd never deepthroated someone before so my first instinct was to panic, but his voice kept me level. “Breathe through your nose...come on...don't pussy out...you can take...yeah there you go...that's it...god I can see your throat bugle...” He put his hand over my throat as he pushed in and out of my mouth. “So good....you're making me feel so good...” I felt a rush of warmth as he praised me and I did my best to take even more of his dick. He slowly slid his cock out and I panicked, thinking I had done something wrong... What the fuck? “Lick my balls,” he said moving his shaven balls over my mouth. I started to lick them automatically but this felt weird...my thoughts wouldn't focus and I was missing something...” He forced himself own on mu mouth, “More, come on get those balls in your mouth.” I tried but they were so fucking big I could only manage one at a time. He had grabbed the top of my head and was maneuvering me to where he wanted my mouth to be, when he found a spot he liked he would coo and say, “Right there...more....come on lap at them.” And I did, but why was this happening? “Other one,” he ordered and I spit out one and took the other into my mouth before he snapped at me. Again he moved me where he wanted until I hit whatever spot he was looking for. “That's it, come on baby...work that tongue...harder...you make me feel so good...” His words turned me on and I doubled my efforts, even as I felt something in my mind screaming at me. He moved up and I licked his taint lower and lower, He spread those perfect, muscular asscheeks apart and positioned his tight little hole over my mouth. “Come on...show me how much you want this...” Part of me wanted to push him off of me but the urge to give him pleasure was too much and I shoved my tongue into his ass, trying to make him feel as good as possible. “Oh fuck yeah...that's it...come on...harder....harder!” I was desperate to get more of my tongue in there, I grabbed his cheeks and spread them myself. I pulled him down on my face as I pleasured him, his oohhhssss and ahhhhsss were turning me the fuck on. My own untouched cock was hard as a rock but for some reason I didn't touch it, all I could think about was serving Sammy. “You got them?” he asked. I nodded, as I tried my hardest to get him off. “Yeah, these?” a voice asked and I realized two things. One, we weren't alone and two, he wasn't talking to me. “Yep,” Sammy said, “Hand me the mask.” I paused for a moment and he got off of me, I saw Eli and John looking down at me, naked as the day they were born. “What's up?” I asked, embarrassed they had caught me with their little brother shoving his ass on my face. “Here,” Sammy said all of a sudden and out a mask over my mouth. “Breathe in.” I complied automatically, until I saw what it was. “NOOOO!!!” I cried as I tried to knock the popper mask system I had made off my mouth. But Sammy forced it down harder, pushing my back into the couch. “You can only hold your breath for so long...” he warned me as I tried to fight, but my limbs felt like I was underwater. It was only then I realized he had dosed my beer and I was already fucked up. I struggled as long as I could but my lungs began to burn and I had to take a huge gasp of air...which was mostly poppers. He took the mask off and I tried to sit up as quickly as I could, maybe I could run and get... And my whole world tilted sideways as I fell back onto the couch. “Ok hand me the rubber band,” Sammy said. I felt something tie off around my bicep and though I was completely out of it, I knew what was coming. “Please...” I moaned, unable to actually talk. “Shh...” Sammy said as he pressed my syringe to a vein, “I'm giving you a gift....” I felt the last of the liquid MDMA enter my system and my whole brain just fuzzed out. My panic vanished and I felt a sense of just euphoria come over me. I looked up and saw Sammy looking down at me, “How you feeling?” I could only laugh. “Get him upstairs, and cuff him up.” John nodded and picked me up, it felt like I was flying. “Why?” Eli asked, his voice sounding a million miles away, “He's already out of it.” “Because he deserves the whole treatment,” Sammy said getting in my face, “And I want to make sure he holds still when he finds out what it feels like to get fucked by the Parker brothers.” His words just made me giggle and I heard him order John, “Get him upstairs.” I was flying again up the stairs...and then blackness...

This is my first time writing something here, I hope you enjoy. I moved to a new city about 2 months ago after leaving a messy relationship. I eventually downloaded the apps, Grindr, Growlr, Scruff, hoping to find at least some kind of action and see who is around. I mentioned in my profile that I was 420 friendly, and this guy with no photo or profile info messaged me asking if I needed some. Long story short we get to talking and I get what I need from him, he brings it by my place and mind you, I still didn't know what he looks like, I hopped in his car real quick to say hi, and to my delight, there was a tall, handsome black man who looked equally as pleased to see me as I felt to see him. There was some sort of spark there, but I'm normally a shy guy, and panicked and dipped out not sure if I was quite ready for anything despite the stirring in my shorts. After he left, and I was kicking myself, I got a text; "Wanna hookup?" The bluntness turned me on, but I was still unsure of myself, and I made up an excuse about this or that. We started talking, and did the back of forth of the I'm into you, yeah me too, we should bang sometime, yada yada. Normal talk from most guys you meet online. We met another time, and again, my nerves got the best of me. I was worried he would loose interest, but he was also the weed man, so there's not really a lack of communication for very long. Today our meeting turned out very differently. He asked me to meet him in a part of town I had not been to before, and I half expected something sketchy, well, sketchier than what I was already doing. He had me meet him in the parking garage beside a mall, and the time of day and the weather turned out perfect for a very dark corner in the back of the garage, where we both pulled in beside each other. I was hesitant, but he didn't skip a beat. He jumped out of his car, came over and jumped into mine. I'm such an awkward person, but luckily I had mentioned being terrible at making the first move to him previously after our last meeting. He very bluntly said "If I pull me cock out, will you suck it?" I replied. "Fuck yes." We adjusted the seats a little and I got up on my knees on the driver seat and leaned over and swallowed his cock as fast as he pulled it out. He smelled and tasted so good. It was intoxicating. I could feel my heart beating in my ears as his hand found his way into my shorts and straight to my hole. I whimpered around his cock as his fingers traced my ass. He pushed my head down further and said "Shit stay there, someone's coming." and I was gagging, but also afraid of getting caught I didn't want to move. I had his cock lodged in my throat, the smell of his manhood filling my nose, and a finger just starting to enter my ass. Everything was perfectly still as I heard a car lock from somewhere nearby. The only thing moving was my throat struggling to accommodate this huge cock invading it. He finally let me up and I caught my breath and he looked so satisfied and it turned me on even more and made me want to take it further. Unfortunately, my car is tiny, and filled with stuff for work, so there's not much room, especially for a stocky bear to get fucked by a tall and built black man. So we took it outside and I got on my hands and knees in the parking garage facing the road and offered my ass up to him. He quickly grabbed my ass and spread my cheeks open to spit on my hole which made me slip out another whimper of desire. He knew I was ready and we never talked about status or condoms, and as the thought came to my mind, his cock started pushing inside me and I didn't care anymore. I just started pushing back to get more of him inside me. He crouched down behind me and didn't waste any time fucking. His big cock was sliding in and out of me and I could feel him throbbing, and hard as a rock. Some headlights caught our attention and moved super close to us, and as the car got closer, I backed up so I wouldn't be visible on my knees from under the car. As I backed up, I took all of his cock inside me. The headlights were still coming closer and I hear him say "Shit shit shit" then I feel his nut flooding my hole as the pulses surge through his cock and into my guts. It had been so long since I felt a big load splatter my insides. He pulled out quick and jumped up and headed to his car, smiled and waved as he drove away, while I pulled my shorts back up over my jockstrap. When I got home, some cum must have leaked out of my ass and onto my shorts and my car seat had a big wet spot. I love being used and I'm loving the free perks of texting the weedman.

Before we start, no this is not the end, no this is not the tone the rest of the story will go, and yes, there is a lot more Chem induced sex coming up, most notably with Jack's little brother and payback for DPing Ev. So before I get any comments saying this doesn't belong here, it does and will, just give it a few chapters. And if you don't want to wait, might I suggest one of the many incredible other stories on this site. Chapter Twelve I woke up to angry yelling. “...cking kidding me! Why would you do that!” “Why do you get to play with him and we don't?” “Because he's not a fucking toy you little asshole! How about I get you stoned and me and your friends run a train on you?” “I'd be up for that.” “Shut up Rick!” “If you hurt him I am coming back and kicking your ass all over this room.” It felt like I was flying as I was picked up and carried somewhere. I heard a door open and I was set down on something comfy. It was so quiet I almost drifted off again when something wet was pressed against my forehead. “Feels good,” I mumbled. “Ev? You ok?' Jack asked. I nodded, “Thirsty.” Something touched my lips and I drank down the whole glass. “How you feeling?” I opened my eyes and he was hovering over me, a look of real concern on his face. I smiled, “You're cute.” He smiled back, “Are you hurt?” Shaking my head I handed him the glass back. He put it down on the nightstand and placed the washcloth on my forehead again, “My brother is an asshole.” I didn't understand what he was talking about for a second and then the memory of the soccer guys going at me flashed in my mind. I felt my cock twitch at the thought. Jack glanced down, “Of course you liked it,” he teased. I nodded again and reached up to touch his face, I was still stoned as fuck and was feeling nothing but good thoughts. He leaned into my hand and I pulled him down into a kiss. Normally my mind would have been screaming at me that this was gay as shit but for some reason all I felt was affection. Jack moved on top of me as we started making out. “I'm sorry that happened,” he said between kisses. “I'm sorry you weren't there,” I whispered back before gnawing on his neck. “Oh fuck Ev...I've always wanted this.” The words, “Me too,” slipped out of my mouth before I knew what they were. “I mean it,” he said grinding his crotch against mine, “I've wanted to be with you since junior high.” I was wearing a pair of nylon shorts, which Jack had to have put on me while I was out cold. The thought that he cared enough to cover me up made my chest glow with warmth. I pulled him into a savage kiss and flipped him on his back. I was looking down at him and he was looking up at my breathless. “You should have told me,” I said, my hands pressing down on his. “I was afraid you'd freak.” I rubbed my dick against his own, “Do I look like I'm freaking?” He looked like he was stricken for a moment and then he wrapped his legs around my waist and flipped me over on my back. “Is this really you?” he asked, his ass resting against my swollen cock, “Is this because you're high or whatever? Are you going to feel differently in the morning?” I could see the fear in his face and realized how serious he had been. He really had wanted this, and even now he was worried I'd change my mind. I couldn't blame him, last week I might have freaked out, hell a couple of days I might of, but right now, with him straddling my waist, looking like he was close to crying, I realized something that I could never put into words before. I had always loved Jack, I just never knew how much. “This is all me,” I said placing my hands on his hips, “And I am going to feel the same way tomorrow morning, and every morning after that.” He just stared at me, not able to say anything back. I sat up and stripped his shirt off him, “Is that what you wanted to hear?” I asked, our faces next to each other. He just nodded. “Well you heard it,” I said going back to his neck, “So get naked already.” He moaned as I but down on the side of his neck, both of knowing I was going to leave a mark. His hands fumbled with his jeans as he felt my mouth marking him as mine. He got off me and shucked his jeans off, revealing he was commando. I slid the shorts off me, “Where you want me?” I asked. “Right there,” he said opening the nightstand and pulling out a bottle of lube, “Just lay right there.” “You wanna fuck me on my back?” I asked. He shook his head as he straddled my waist again. His hand was slick with lube as he stroked my cock, “I told you, I've been dreaming about this.” His words seemed far away as he his hand danced up and down against my length, covering my whole tool in lube. I felt him shift and his face was over mine, “Don't do anything ok?” I nodded, not sure what he was talking about. “Just let me do all the work,” he said leaning in for a kiss. I kissed him back, trusting him completely. Still kissing me I felt him sit back, the head of my cock slipping between his ass cheeks. My eyes popped open as I felt him slide up and down my cock until my head found his hole. His hands were flat against my chest as he looked down at me. “Don't thrust up, don't do anything until I say so.” I nodded, not sure if I said anything it would break the spell. He pushed down and I felt my cock head press against on impossibly tight hole. He didn't stop as my head crowned past his opening, inch by inch pushing against the ring of muscle. His face was a mask of concentration as he forced himself further down, trying to push the plum sized head of my cock into his little jock ass. It slipped in and we both gasped as one. His ass was like a furnace, and I could feel it spamming around my cock head as it tried to force it out. “Wait, wait...” he panted, trying to catch his breath. I laid perfectly still, waiting for him to take the next step. “Jesus...you're so fucking big...” he moaned. “Shhh...” I said quietly, “Shhh....push back, just relax for a moment.” He shook his head as he hissed in pain, “It's tooo.....big....” I felt him start to sit up and I grabbed his hips. His eyes flew open and looked down at me. “You can do this...” I said firmly, “This cock was made for you Jack...” I slowly pushed him downwards, “I was made for you.” He hissed and his eyes clenched in pain as another inch of me entered him. “Breathe....relax....” I said stopping. “Oh god, oh god....” he sighed as his ass flexed around my girth. “You ready?” I asked and he nodded. I pushed him down another inch and he gasped as he felt me enter him. “Breathe...” I reminded him, “Breathe in....and out.” He followed my words and I felt his ass open just a little. “Breath in...”I said and when he did I thrust upwards, forcing another two inched into him. “Fuckkk!!” he screamed and tried to pull off of me. “You got this...you got this...” I said holding him still. His head fell down, “I can't Ev, it's too big....you're too big...” I leaned up and kissed him, he weakly kissed me back. I moved to his cheek and then probed his ear with my long tongue. I heard him groan and his ass relaxed instinctively. I attacked his ear relentlessly as I slowly pushed another couple of inches into him. When he flinched in pain I moved to his neck and then to his nipples. Doing anything I could to distract him from the pain. He had about six inches in him and there were another three and half left. His entire ass was spasming around my thickness, doing it's level best to fit me in such a tight space. He started to kiss me back and I felt him push back, lowering himself down quarter of an inch at a time. “Oh god...Ev...Ev!!” he panted as we hit the eight inch mark. “Almost there, you almost got it,” I assured him. He stayed there, making out with me as he let himself get used to me. After a few minutes I grabbed his hips and locked eyes with him. “Push out,” I said, “Push out like you're taking a shit.” He was sitting up and nodded as I pulled him slowly off a couple of inches and then thrust upwards. His eyes bugged out as he realized I had pushed another inch into him. I pulled him out again and thrust up harder, and felt his ass hit my pubes. “Oh...oh...” he whined as he sat there, all nine and half inches in him. “There you go...you got it...you got it Jack.” He nodded, drops of sweat falling off his forehead. “How you feel?” He looked down at me, “You're fucking HUGE!” he said and I smiled. “This is what you wanted?” I said thrusting up, making his eyes close, “Is this what you dreamed off?” I thrust again and he leaned forward, trying to ready himself from the movement. I kept him steady with my hands and started to piston into him faster. “This is it right?” I growled, “You wanted to ride this donkey cock?” He just nodded as I picked up the pace. “You feel that Jack? You feel that fucking cock in you? That what you jerked off too? That what you whined about when you got horny?” “Yes!” he squealed as he held on for dear life. “That's your cock Jack, that's your tool. All yours...” “Fuck me Everett....fuck me...” he began to chant and I realized it had happened. I was used to this to be honest. When I first fucked someone they were always so hesitant and scared, each inch an ordeal into itself. But once I was in, once I had invaded them they didn't just like it, they lost it. It was like my cock just unleashed something in them and they were no longer themselves. They were addicted to the biggest cock they had ever seen. Within a minute he was pushing back into me, taking every single inch he could and more. He whined, he whimpered as I fucked his guts like a madman. He just started panting more and I knew he was past stage one. Time for stage two. I pulled him off my cock and there was an audible plop as my cock left his ass. There was a little confusion and a little fear in his eyes as I threw him on his back and pulled his muscular legs apart. I'd always had to be careful with girls at this point, not wanting to hurt them from hitting something up in there with my tool, but I knew Jack could take it. He could take it all. Before he could say a word I thrust into him and his eyes widened in shock as his mouth opened in a silent scream. Once people got used to my size they thought that they could take it, that what they were feeling was the most they could feel. It wasn't until I could really tear their pussy up did they lose their shit. I held his legs out like a wishbone and started to slide my beercan thick, nine and a half inches into him like a machine, smashing his prostate like it was only made for me to kill it. His cock was hard as fuck and his eightpack was already covered with cock snot as I hit into him again and again and again. He could barely breathe I was fucking him so hard, his hands were over his head as he lost all grip on the situation. His entire life was my cock now. No thought, no reason, nothing. All he knew was that he existed to get fucked and there was nothing else in the world other than my dick. His ass gave up the ghost and stopped fighting me as I was able to shove myself to pubes and back in one slick movement. Once I knew he was gone, it was time for the last stage. I circled my arms around his back and pulled him up into a sitting position. As he came down on my thickness his eyes bulged again as he realized with his weight and gravity, I could get even further into him. I didn't move and he began to panic. “Fuck me, fuck me!” he commanded as he pulled his ass up and shoved it back down on me. Both of our bodies were slick with sweat as he rode me, wanting every single inch of my horse cock he could. Once he had a good rhythm going I grabbed his shoulder and thrust up as he pushed down. He let out a squeak for a moment as he eyes rolled back into his head and I began to piston fuck him harder than ever. By the fourth push he was matching me thrust for thrust, desperate for every massive inch I possessed. This was the last stage because no one lasted long this way. They had no identity, no thought, all they knew was they needed to worship the cock in them and nothing else. “You like that Jack? You like that cock?” “Oh god Everett....you're so big....fuck me....fuck me....” he chanted, not sure what he was saying any more. “This what you wanted? This what you wanted to feel?” “Please fuck me Ev...please...” he whined, begging for more. “This is your cock Jack, only yours...” I said as I moved him to the right slightly. His mouth hung open as he made gibberish sounds as I hit his joybutton again and again and again. I had been able to do this with girls, know exactly where to hit them to make them cum by instinct. It was a feeling of where I needed to hit to get them to explode instantly. From the way Jack was whimpering my skill was just as good with guys. “I'm....I'm....unf....unf....oh god...Ev....Ev!” he panted as his cock began to pulse. Without ever touching it his cock erupted warm cum over both of our washboard abs. His ass tightening from his orgasm set me off and I sprayed his guts with what must have been gallons of cum from my swollen dick. I kept pushing him down on my cock as I made sure every last drop of my cum was forced into him. “”Ev...Ev....” he said, holding on to my shoulders. Once I was done I lowered him back onto his bed. My cock was still lodged in him as he laid back and sighed. “Is that what you needed?” I asked. He looked up at me and smiled, “I love you.” Before I could answer he kissed me, and I laid down on him, my half hard cock sliding out of his wrecked ass. “I love you too....” I whispered as a stream of my cum leaked from his ass. He nuzzled his sweaty body next to mine and he drifted off to sleep, both of us covered in cum.

I am currently playing with a str8/bi sexy ginger...he openly likes pussy and loves my cock in his ass...yesterday, i had him bent over my truck front tire and used his hole...he opened up and got rock hard...he loves to kiss...I pumped his ass until he ask daddy to eat his load..I pulled out swallowed and throated his 7" dick and put 2 fingers up his ass...his prostate thumped and about broke my finger...he almost passed out legs shaking holding on to daddy...I stood up and he locked lips...and said that was the hardest deepest orgasm ever...I kissed him and told him "Just you wait until daddy puts you up in the sling" He could stop smiling...I am working on this one hard... You cant push ... just let nature do its work...I have been with lots of bi guys and this sexy fucker is def on the journey to being daddy's cumdump son...I'll let you know

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Part 22 - Castlehyde Estate A whirlwind of activity took place in the coming weeks, Moham had Harry and Conrad meet with his tailor who made custom wedding suits for them. Conrad met with Harry's family and his brother Alfie agreed to be his best man likewise Charlie was to be Conrad's. The best news Conrad received was his grandparents were also coming over after some persuasion by his mother Jodie, they were not overly happy about Conrad marrying a man but for the sake of their grandson and partly through being instructed by Jodie they would attend. Harry and Conrad walked through Kensington having visited Conrad's auntie and cousin Max, who was delighted to see Harry again. They slowly walked towards the coffee shop and meet up with Dexter to invite him to the wedding. Adam would be in tow since he had been looking after Dexter and keeping a close eye on him supporting him as a friend. Adam had also offered him a job at the office in Alton on the instruction of Moham and Simon with Carrington's agreement. Dexter was unsure about taking the job since it was a long train journey but Adam insisted and offered him lodging at his house on Hibiscus drive. He accepted on the condition that if he didn't like it he could leave which made Adam laugh. On the plus side it meant being closer to Conrad and Harry, they had become good friends apart from the sex aspect. Adam had let slip they were marrying and this was adding to Dexter's indecisiveness, the thought that this could lead to the end of their sexual antics played on his mind. Happy that at least he had a get out plan to use if needed he was looking forward to seeing them. Conrad he found very enticing to fuck and Harry, well he made Dexter laugh, he only had to open his mouth and mutter a few words before Harry just crumbled to his knees in orgasm at his voice and got so aroused when Dexter spoke dirty whilst banging his cute arse. Adam placed the coffee down in front of Dexter who was looking a little anxious when Conrad and Harry burst in to the coffee shop laughing and chatting. Conrad and Harry sat down and Dexter could already see Harry lost in sexual thought making him laugh loudly. Dexter agreed to attend the wedding then informed them he would be lodging with Adam and Jamal working at the office. Harry just sat there with a grin so big on his face and in a trance like state until Adam poked him in the side. "He won't be working with you that is for sure!" Adam exclaimed bringing Harry back in the room. Harry chuckled "Keep him well away from me" he said to Adam with his gazed fixed on Dexter. "You don't mind me living so close?" Dexter asked looking at Conrad and Harry. Conrad chuckled "Not at all, means I can get a break from keeping him sexually happy". Harry shot Conrad a look and opened his mouth "I am not that bad" he protested. Conrad, Dexter and Adam all replied in unison "Yes you are!" then burst out laughing. By the time they left Dexter felt the decision was right, a decent job and he could finally get a bank account that his parents didn't know about so he could get his £50k at last. And the bonus of Conrad and Harry on tap so to speak. Simon had managed to slip away for three days to visit Sean and persuaded him and the studio he was under contract with to release him for four days to attend the wedding. All he told Sean was that Conrad and Harry were marrying and he wanted Sean to attend as his plus one, he didn't need asking twice and saw this a big step forward in them becoming a couple. Simon brought the ticket for him before leaving San Fran explaining he would make all the arrangements, all Sean had to do was get on the plane. Charlie came out of the morning meeting with Dave and the rest of the team. The ship had developed a bearing shaft problem with the main engine and required fixing over a two week period and everyone apart from the engineers had been granted two weeks shore leave. They were also due to return to Portsmouth a day earlier than planned, this meant Charlie could get back home on Thursday before the rest of his family arrived. The Wednesday before the wedding Conrad was laid on the sofa in Moham's suite at the Mandarin Oriental, a plate on food on his stomach that he was munching through making the most of Moham's hospitality after his walk through Hyde Park. Harry had moved out of the apartment Moham had give him and was renting it out already, he was finalising some work with Moham before coming back to the hotel and heading back to Hampshire. Dressed only in his underwear Conrad turned his head towards the opening door with Moham and Harry entering the room, both rolled their eyes laughing at the sight of a very chilled out Conrad. After a quick kiss Harry went off for a shower and Conrad sat up patting the seat next to him indicating for Moham to sit down. Conrad put his plate down "I want to know Moham. Joshua where is he?" he asked looking at him. Moham sat back contemplating for a moment "You really want to know?" he asked glancing at Conrad. "Yes" Conrad replied, "Well at least that he is still alive" he tried to make light of it. Moham smirked "What do you take me for Conrad?" he asked, "Second thoughts don't answer that". "He is alive and well" Moham followed up, "Just out of everyone's way". "Where though?" Conrad asked sitting back on the sofa eating a chip, "Want one?" he asked. "No" Moham replied laughing, "He is in Ireland on a country estate" he confirmed. Conrad was sceptical about his answer "Really?" he asked emphasising the word. "Yes, truthfully" Moham replied, "he is in the hands of a therapist". Conrad looked at him a little unconvinced "Can I at least see him, know he is alive" he pleaded. Moham looked perplexed for a moment "Okay let me see if I can sort it out with Tanner". He wasn't wrong, Joshua had spent several months on the estate now. Under the strong influence of a wealthy American man called Tanner, he loved training racing horses in the US but got bored of it, now he had found a new love in training the unruly Joshua. Locked in this bedroom until he started behaving, stopped shouting and trying to assault the two men assigned to look after him but failing miserably and unable to coordinate his body. Joshua had no idea where he was and all he could see was countryside that went on as far as the eye could see. Losing count of how many days had passed and unable to think clearly in any capacity he was still confused by how he ended up here. Having received a message from Moham that took Tanner by surprise, he walked in behind the two burly guards and looked around the room. "You need to clean your room then I will come back and talk to you" Tanner said turning to leave. "Fuck you, you can't keep me here" Joshua called after him angrily. Tanner looked over his shoulder "No dinner for him" he said to Aaron the blond guard. "You can't do this" Joshua screamed at Tanner falling on deaf ears as the door closed and locked. Tanner smirked walking along the hallway to the sweeping staircase that lead to the lower floor of the estate house. At 45 Tanner was tall and lanky with dark long hair tied in a pony tail, he had settled down in Ireland after buying the estate for the privacy and attended several of Simon's parties. He knew Moham and Simon well through contacts and Moham knew that Tanner was looking for a new project so sent him Joshua as a present. Joshua sat back on the bed fuming, he could smell himself having not washed in some form of a cloudy protest since waking up here. Joshua guessing he must have been here over a month since he had no recollection, the drug being put in his food knocked him out after breakfast and again after dinner. He knew he was being drugged to keep him quiet with no idea where it was in the food, it was either eat or go hungry. He looked over at his breakfast that was untouched and got off the bed walking towards the bathroom, looking at himself in the mirror, there was no denying that even he saw a very disturbed person looking back at him. Conrad had been the only person he really felt some deep connection with, his desire to own and control Conrad lead to him behaving like this. He thought about Charlie and how good a friend he had been, there was heavy regret around what he tried to do with Conrad. In some way he was sure that had he gone down a different loving route he would be in a happy relationship with Conrad. The bruises had faded and his nose had almost fixed itself, still he experienced a little pain every now and then. Worst, he was unable to figure out who the guy was that brought him down so quickly having never seen him before. The anger had subsided in him and he just wanted his freedom, his confinement both lonely and painful to endure day after day, in many ways it was worse than when he was in prison for a few months before released without further charge due to lack of plausible evidence. Both of the men who appeared to be guarding him never spoke a word and only appeared when they unlocked the door to deliver food. Tanner sent a response to Moham inviting him over the following day but not to expect too much since his project was still uncooperative and hadn't been let out of his room. Joshua rubbed his hand between his crotch the smell immediately assaulting his nostrils almost making him gag, climbing in to the shower he cleaned himself up having a shave at the same time and removing the beard completely. His hair was longer than usual but he liked it along with his freshly shaven face, he smiled at the sexy man reflected back in the mirror drying himself off. It took a few seconds to to realise that he could actually concentrate and move without bumbling around. Opting to drink a glass of water from the tap, he flushed the breakfast down the toilet and walked back in to the bedroom tidying up as he went and making his bed. By late afternoon he was hungry and sat on the chair by the window he was looking out over the countryside and the deep shadows being cast clouds floating overhead. He felt fine and for the first time he could think and register everything more clearly since arriving here. Not eating breakfast had proved that his food was being drugged and keeping him in a confused and bewildered state. The door unlocked and Aaron walked in whilst Sven stood at the door, he stopped for a moment looking around the cleaned room and the figure sat in the chair. Aaron had to double take to make sure it was actually him at first, he walked over and picked up the breakfast tray looking at the plate then glancing over to Joshua. He knew immediately by the traces of food leading to the edge of the plate that Joshua had thrown it away, a glass of half drunk water was by the chair. "I didn't eat it if that is what you want to know" Joshua said staring out of the window. Aaron turned to leave, "I know you are drugging me, stop it please" Joshua pleaded. Aaron walked out a small feeling of pity crossing over him and also a weakness of desire seeing the freshly shaved young guy sat there naked with his body vying for attention. Sven walked behind Aaron smirking thinking to himself how long Aaron would be able to hold off before he crept in to the room to have sex with Joshua. Both of them were loyal to Tanner, Sven even more so being his personal body guard and often sleeping with Tanner. Aaron walked outside to the stables where Tanner was returning from his morning ride. "He didn't eat breakfast and is fully compos mentis" Aaron said holding the reigns. Tanner dismounted his horse and nodded. "Cleaned his room and showered" Aaron informed him. "Good, progress at least" Tanner replied smiling. Aaron handed the horse over to the stable guy "You want me to give him dinner?" he asked. "Don't know yet, I need to talk to him first" Tanner replied looking curiously at Aaron. Aaron walked with Tanner back to the estate house, "You still want him drugged?" he asked. "Just at night and see how we go" Tanner replied and stopped walking, "You in to him?". Aaron smiled embarrassingly "He shaved the beard off" he said changing the subject. Tanner laughed patting Aaron's shoulder "I know a deflection when I get one" he said. Tanner continued walking "Be careful" he said in a warning tone, "he might be playing us". "Was he really as bad as Moham said?" Aaron asked glancing at Tanner. Tanner nodded "Apparently so, very aggressive and manipulative" he explained. "Moham and the young lad are coming over tomorrow" Tanner went on to say. Aaron stopped walking "Why on earth would he want to see him?" he asked sounding shocked. "He wants to make sure Joshua is alive" Tanner replied chuckling. Aaron smiled "Strange" he replied, "I have the urge to rape him" he said looking at Tanner. Tanner laughed "I thought you had put that part of your life behind you?" he asked. "I have" Aaron replied, "Can't resist a cute sexy young lad though" he said smirking. Tanner shook his head grinning "After tomorrow, go carefully Aaron". There was a very murky past to Aaron and at 28 years old he had finally sorted himself out becoming a completely reformed character. He grew up in the UK before the family moved to the US not far from where Tanner lived in. He soon developed a jock style body from playing sports and weight training during his high school years. Today he was solidly built sporting a tree trunk of a body with copious muscles and was fast on his feet. With short cropped blond hair and deep blue eyes that matched his olive complexion set against attractive and finely chiselled facial features it made him quite the eye pleaser. Around town he had inadvertently made friends and found himself deeply involved in a gang. Most of the gang appeared to be blond and blue eyed and wore stickers indicating their superior tendencies. Their goal was to spread their perfect seed and bring the Aryan race to the forefront. Male or female was of no relevance every person had to be bred at one point. As strange as it all seemed to the young 19 year old Aaron he found a twisted desire especially preying on young gay guys who were easy targets. Most thought it was just rough sex but to Aaron it was raping and breeding them with his superior seed. Disturbed and impressionable he dropped out of college seduced in to this dark world that became his life and focus. Arrested several times on rape charges, he always had the message exchanges to show the police that clearly indicated consented sex and the charges could never stick. His one mistake was trying to pick on Sven who was two years older and working for Tanner's parents at the stud farm. Tanner a trained psychologist was making a fortune of his own being the one person in demand by the wealthy and celebrities, the type of people who had to have a therapist otherwise they were considered boring. Aaron had found his way out with Tanner's help and started working on the stud farm striking a friendship up with Sven and Tanner. Aaron for the most part behaved quite normally but his still loved to force himself occasionally on young guys. Reaching the house Tanner, Sven and Aaron went up to Joshua's room checking his location in the room before unlocking the door. Tanner and Aaron walked inside whilst Sven stayed outside and locked the door. Tanner pulled up a chair and sat opposite Joshua and Sven looked on standing behind Joshua. "How are you feeling Joshua?" Tanner asked looking him in the eye. Joshua stared back "You can't keep me here" he replied. Tanner smiled "I don't intend to, you need help and that is what I want to do, help you". "You can start by letting me go" Joshua replied his gazed fixed on Tanner. Tanner leaned forward "You want to talk about why you need Conrad?". "No" Joshua replied, "You can stop drugging me". Tanner smiled again at him sitting back. It was a carefully elected silence by Tanner before he spoke "Talk and you get more freedom". Tanner stood up "I will know if your deceiving me Joshua, lets talk tomorrow" he said. "Fuck right off" Joshua said quite calmly to Tanner leaving the room. Tanner turned "No Joshua, I will fix you make you a better person". With that Tanner and Aaron were gone leaving Joshua alone in his room again. During the afternoon he had searched the room and found his wallet but no phone, they had clearly taken it so he couldn't call for help. But then who would he call he thought to himself, it was the few hours he sat there afterwards before realising how lonely his life was and he had no one to call on for help. Aaron appeared just before 7pm and brought Joshua dinner, placing it down without a word and walking back towards the door. "Are you not allowed to talk to me?" Joshua asked looking at the steak, vegetables and mashed potato. Aaron turned "Eat your dinner" he said looking at Joshua. Joshua studied him carefully quietly aroused by him "have you drugged it?" he asked. Aaron smirked "Eat and find out" he replied leaving the room and Sven locking the door. Joshua couldn't help but grin watching him leave, focusing back on his dinner he picked the fork up and toyed with the mashed potato smelling it. If it was drugged then that was the ideal place to hide it but it looked perfectly normal. Joshua ate the lot considering he was hungry then took another shower, drying himself of he managed to make it to the bed before collapsing in a tranquil state and falling fast asleep. Conrad sat on the bed whilst Harry paced around the room in anger, he understood that Conrad needed to see that Joshua was alive and was upset and angry that he chose to do it a few days before their wedding. Conrad pleading with Harry to calm and stressing that Joshua meant nothing to him and it was something he needed to do to be at peace. Despite his anger Harry finally relented and sat on the bed next to him, Conrad put his arm around Harry telling him that he was the only true love in his life. Conrad slept uneasy that night, running through the timings to make sure he could be back home early afternoon since Charlie and his parents would be arriving. He knew that when Charlie found out he too would be angry with him. By morning Moham arrived in the helicopter just after 9am. Harry escorted Conrad to the helipad asking one more time if he was sure it was the right thing to do. Simon arrived home immediately making his way to the helipad just as it lifted off and disappeared over the trees finding Harry standing there in his shorts watching. "You are home" Harry said startled by his presence. Simon smiled "What is going on?" he asked. "Conrad" Harry replied looking at him, "He has to see that Joshua is alive for some reason". Simon put his arm around Harry "Joshua is alive, he is in Ireland under lock and key". Harry nodded "How was your trip, fucking secretive I know that much" he said nudging Simon. Simon laughed "Sexually satisfying" he replied, "Come on I need a coffee". They walked back to the manor with Harry bombarding him with questions about his trip. Joshua was woken but the sound of Aaron placing his breakfast on the table by the window, he was in bed and the last thing he remembered was collapsing at the foot of the bed falling asleep. Someone had come in during the night and put Joshua to bed and removed the damp towel putting it back in the bathroom. Joshua rubbed his head "You fucking drugged me again" he said angrily. Aaron smirked and walked over to him keeping a distance "I had to put you to bed as well". Joshua sat up "Did you fondle me, are you a [banned word] fucker?" he spoke sarcastically. Aaron nodded over to his breakfast "Don't worry it is not drugged" he said. "Like I believe you" Joshua responded, "I won't know until I collapse again". "If you behave I will take you out for a walk later" Aaron said walking to the door. Before Joshua could say anything he was gone and locked clicked in place. Joshua sat in the chair and looked at the breakfast, unsure if he could trust anything that was being said to him he dug in and sat waiting. Almost half an hour had passed without any drowsiness or his body relaxing, the door unlocked then opened with Tanner walking in carrying two cups of coffee, Aaron removed the tray and Tanner sat down putting the cups on the table. "Are you in the mood to talk Joshua?" Tanner asked inviting him to drink, "Chose either one". Joshua figured that neither was of them was drugged "What do you want to talk about the weather?". Tanner chuckled "If you want to" he replied with his soothing soft hypnotic voice. "Or how about where am I?" Joshua asked not being fooled by the stupid tone this guy used. "You are on my estate as my guest and patient" Tanner replied sipping his coffee. "Patient?" Joshua asked looking at him confused, "Fucking dick head". Tanner chuckled "I am going to rehabilitate you Joshua, bring you back in to society". Joshua sat back in his chair "Why?" he asked, "Come on tell me why?". Tanner sat back staring at him "You are fucked up Joshua and I am going to help". The tirade of verbal abuse and questions continued for an hour before Joshua found he was getting no where and kept answering Tanner's questions rather than getting responses to his own. Aaron came back in the room and nodded at Tanner who got up and told him they would continue their conversation this afternoon. He gave Joshua a stark warning to behave or he would be drugged up constantly until he learnt some respect. Conrad opened the door as soon as the helicopter touched down and vomited, he could cope with the twenty minute ride to London but it had had been just under two hours and he felt horrific motion sickness. Conrad wiped he eyes and turned to Moham who was laughing hard. "So much for eating breakfast this morning" Conrad said, "Where are we?" he asked. "Castlehyde house in Ireland" Moham replied waiting for Conrad to stop heaving. Conrad looked up "Guess the owner has a bit of money" he said standing up. Tanner came walking over "Looks like the young man needs some ginger beer" he said laughing. After some quick introductions they walked up to the house and took a seat in the drawing room overlooking the front aspect of the gardens leading down to the Blackwater river. Tanner gave Moham a brief update on Joshua and Conrad became a lot more relaxed knowing a little history about Tanner knowing he might be able to do some good with him. Aaron walked in the bedroom "We will take you outside for a walk" he said to Joshua. Sven remained quiet standing at the door "Don't try anything" Aaron warned. Joshua was cuffed to Aaron with one hand and the other cuffed to Sven. They walked down the sweeping staircase in to the entrance hall and outside in to the fresh air. Purposely they walked Joshua past the drawing room window slowly where Conrad could get a glimpse of him. Conrad nodded "Okay lets go" he said feeling sick again, "I have seen enough". Moham looked at Conrad "Tanner will help him" he reaffirmed to Conrad. "Sorry" Conrad said quietly then looked at Moham, "Sorry for doubting you". Moham smiled "Tanner here is really good, all his troubled patients stay here initially". Conrad smiled at Tanner. "How is Adam?" Tanner asked Moham. "Really good Tan" Moham replied, "In fact he got engaged to Conrad's friend". Tanner smiled "Excellent, so glad he has found love and happiness at last". Tanner watched the helicopter lift off and bank out over the river. Joshua heard the noise from his room and looked out the window seeing the helicopter with no idea how close he had been to Conrad. When Tanner returned in the afternoon to talk he was less than cooperative demanding to have his phone back and refusing to answer any questions. He got more and more annoyed the way Tanner would sit and watch him like a lab rat, he knew he was being assessed and it riled him even more. Aaron turned up just before 7pm with his dinner, Joshua noticed the mashed potato again and was beginning to suspect that was where the drug was being mixed in. "Eat up like a good boy" Aaron joked moving away from Joshua. "You scared of me?" Joshua asked noticing his movement. Aaron laughed "Certainly not, I just don't trust myself being close to you" he replied. Joshua walked towards him "Why is that?" he asked smirking, "Want to fuck with me?". Aaron stood his ground staring at him "I wouldn't pass up an opportunity" he said. Joshua beckoned him closer with his hand "Come on then". Aaron laughed and walked towards the door "I have a tendency to rape guys like you" he warned. Joshua laughed watching the door close and lock, he went over to his dinner and scooped the mashed potato up off the plate then flushed it down the toilet. After an hour he was satisfied that he had not ingested any more drugs, stripping naked he went to bed and laid on his side watching the sun setting from his window. He could hear the door unlock and pretended to be asleep, he could sense Aaron's closeness then heard the tray being picked up. "He is out" Aaron said to Sven at the door. "Okay" Sven replied, "How long do you want?" he asked. "Thirty minutes but don't do go to far away" Aaron replied undoing his shirt. "Take your radio in with you" Sven said handing it to him. Sven locked the door leaving whilst Aaron took his trousers and underwear off then walked over to the bed. Joshua breathed quietly keeping his eyes closed and trying not to react. Climbing under the covers Aaron pulled Joshua over laying him flat on his stomach and shifting his body on top pinning the young guy under him. Joshua was fighting to keep his eyes closed and desperately wanted to laugh, but his senses overloaded feeling the muscular body mounting him and pressing against his own body. He was not a small man either and seemed to have a pretty hefty hard cock that was rubbing against his arse. Aaron moved Joshua's arms so they were able to be safely pinned in case he woke up and tried to fight back, wriggling his arse and lifting his hips up to get his cock in position 'Told you I would rape you' he said kissing the back of Joshua neck. Joshua closed his eyes tightly bracing himself knowing this was going to be hurt. Trying to prepare himself he struggled to stifle the cry as the pain shot through his body. Aaron rammed his cock in deep and started fucking and biting Joshua's neck moaning and gasping driving his cock in hard with each thrust. Joshua breathed out hard and released a painful moan. The fight in him gone and so aroused and horny feeling the muscles of Aaron clasping around his body pinning him to the bed. He made feeble gestures of protest with his hand, a gesture he thought someone would do whilst they were drugged up hoping it would suffice. The combined force and acute accuracy of Aaron's fucking constantly hitting his prostate made him want to cry out badly. Instead he allowed himself to make small moans and move his head a little allowing Aaron to fuck him continuously until he could feel the beginning of the orgasm. Aaron shifted his body weight down to his hips and grabbed hold of Joshua's arms tightly. He grunted very loudly raising his chest up and gripping Joshua's arms even more tightly. 'Breed you my with perfect Aryan seed' he said chuckling then slamming his pelvis down hard and grinding. His seed released in long ribbons firing out in tune with the pulses in his cock that sent electrical tingles through Joshua's body. Joshua afforded himself a little smile enjoying the orgasm from the man on top of him. His body finally collapsing on top with his arse grinding away, he kissed Joshua's neck 'Perfect' he said licking around his neck and then up along the side of his face. Slowly Aaron pulled his cock out and rolled over to sit on the side of the bed to compose himself. Aaron felt the bed move and was about to look around before his body was hauled back roughly. An arm swiftly crushing his neck and he had no time to react. Within seconds he blacked out. Joshua rolled Aaron's limp body over on his stomach then climbed on top rubbing his cock he leant forward and pushed with all his might laughing at how the body never flinched. He knew he wouldn't have long and in no way could he hold this guy down when he became conscious again. Slamming his cock in hard and fast to get it warmed warmed up he used his arms placing them across the shoulders of Aaron hoping it would keep him pinned down long enough. It was like a bang in his head as the blood pumped around becoming conscious again, he became aware of the sharp pulsing pain in his arse. Snapping his eyes open and gasping for breath he realised his predicament and tried to wriggle free. Joshua had his legs pinned and entwinned with his keeping them apart 'Fuck, get off me' Aaron said panicking. Joshua laughed 'My turn to rape you and pump you full of my perfect toxic seed' he said sneering and laughing in a nasty way. It took a moment for Aaron to understand and he pushed up with all his might managing to get a few inches off bed before being slapped back down and Joshua delivering harder thrusts that came in rapid succession. Aaron felt the elbows digging in to his back from the force of him being held down 'Not poz' he cried out 'get off' he pleaded. Joshua laughed and continued thrusting his precum already oozing and coating the inside the Aaron's arse 'You will be when I have finished' he sneered biting Aaron's neck with purpose and jabbing his cock hard a couple of times. For good measure Joshua bit Aaron's neck sucking hard on the flesh and leaving a bright red love bite, the body wriggling under him was just so intoxicating he had to cum. Joshua felt his balls tingling as the arse under him kept wriggle to get free, he grunted and pushed up hard feeling the orgasm in his body spiralling out of control releasing his toxic seed in flashes of pulses up his cock 'Fucking pozzing you bitch' he said menacingly pushing his arms down harder to keep Aaron from moving 'Yeah!, fuck, pozzing your arse' each delivery followed by another hard jab of his cock. Aaron's body pushing up and fighting to get free but Joshua had him pinned to the bed, Aaron partly moaned in pain staring ahead closing his eyes tightly every time Joshua ground his cock deep 'Getting it in nice and deep'. He heard the clinking of the key and knew the other person was about to appear, for good measure Joshua quickly bit the nail of his middle finger so it was sharp and jagged, then whipping his cock out he pushed the finger in the moist warm hole scratching and scraping digging deep. Aaron screamed 'Fuck no' his body bucking wildly. Joshua pushed his finger in again repeatedly then pulled it out smeared with blood 'I fucking got you' he said pushing his cock back in and jabbing hard several times and wiping his bloodied finger across Aaron's cheek. The bedroom door flew open and Sven came running across the room yanking Joshua off Aaron. 'Fucking think you can rape me!' Joshua shouted angrily with arrogance at Aaron, he loomed forwards and belted Joshua hard across the face 'Stop it' Sven said pushing Aaron away. Aaron picked up his clothes a trickle of bright pink fluid slowly snaked its way down the inside of his leg, looking visibly shocked he left the room. Joshua sat on the bed laughing as the door closed and the locked click in place. Sven had no idea what really went on before he opened the door. "Did he make you bleed?" Sven asked looking at Aaron's face. "Don't say anything to Tanner" Aaron said before wiping his cheek. Sven shrugged "How are you going to explain his bruised face?" he replied. "I thought he was out, must have thrown the potatoes away" Aaron said dashing off. Aaron returned to his room and wiped his arse, the toilet paper bloodied from his torn arse, he flushed it away and sat on the bed in anger retrieving his laptop to to search the internet to see what he needed to do or if it was too late. He closed the laptop realising he only had Joshua's word, what if he was playing him again and wasn't poz at all, after all he had no medication or even asked for any and certainly looked normal. His cock sat thick and hard dripping pre-cum, laying back on the bed and admitting to himself that he was pretty attracted to Joshua, definitely an improvement on his last casual fuck who couldn't take it rough. Each time Aaron went in to the room with food Joshua sat there with a complacent arrogant look on his face, he was beginning to enjoy this game with Aaron, as he turned to leave Joshua would call out to him 'Thank you my bitch'. Without fail Aaron would turn his head and say the same thing 'Eat your dinner then I can rape you' laughing he would disappear with Sven locking the door. It was enough to worry Joshua slightly and he would sit there looking at his dinner. His only safe bet was to eat breakfast since he knew he would have Tanner sit and talk to him a couple of times during the day. Under the anger and resentment at being held captive here he was beginning to enjoy the hunting game with Aaron. He seemed to go around perfectly unaware that Joshua had infected him.

Part 1 Colt and I have been best friends since we were 10 years old. Well, his real name is Colton. Colton Sawyer Cooper. But he's always gone by Colt. We lived three houses apart in a town called Cleburne, just south of Fort Worth. We immediately bonded over our love of comic books, even though he was Marvel and I was DC, and our love for the Cowboys. But I'll have to say he was much more fanatical than me. His entire bedroom was a shrine to the team. Cowboys bed spread, Cowboys sheets, Cowboys lamps, Cowboys rugs, you get the picture. Even his walls were covered in Cowboys posters. But looking back now, I didn't put 2 and 2 together and realize the one thing he didn't have was the one thing every red blooded Cowboys fan had, posters of the Dallas Cowboys Cheerleaders. But he did have plenty of Tony Romo. So we were basically 2 peas in pod. Where there was one, there was the other. And we told each other everything. He told me when he got his first pubes, and the first time he came, which he said was the most amazing thing ever. I developed a little behind him, but six months later I got my own pubes and soon was ejaculating as well. And he was right, it was amazing! We became little jerk off monsters, as most boys are, and our sleepovers became one non stop jerk fest. We would lie on our sleeping bags on the floor next to each other and pound our dicks. We were always fascinated with watching each other shoot, and seeing how far our loads flew. Nothing gay, just two horny boys. And we were always good for 3 of them. We also liked to measure our growing dicks as we got older, taking pride in how big they were getting. Length wise, we were identical, but his was always thicker. Again, nothing gay, just curious boys. You'd think by the time we reached high school, we would have stopped that, but no. We continued our jerkoff sessions together. I mean, we had been doing it for several years, so why quit now? When we were 16, we got our first blowjobs together. It was at the drive-in in my quad cab Ford F-150. My dad owned a dealership so I got a really good deal on it. You know us Texas boys love our trucks. Colt was in the backseat with Stacy Turner and I was up front with Missy Powell. I watched Colt in my rear view mirror as his head layed back and his mouth hung open, groaning in ecstasy. We even shot our loads at the same time. In retrospect, those blowjobs weren't that great, but we didn't care. We were nutting into a warm, wet hole. I dated Missy for a while after that, but Colt didn't date Stacy. In fact, he never really dated. He'd fool around with chicks, but that was it. I dumped Missy after a while because she wouldn't let me fuck her. She was a "nice girl." Well, she wasn't such a nice girl the night she was on her knees sucking off me and Colt together behind his shed. The full moon provided enough light that I had a nice view of Colt's fat 7 1/2 inch cock as he gagged Missy with it. When he came, he put his hand on my shoulder and squeezed. After she had swallowed both our loads, she thought we were going to get back together, but I told her to fuck off, I didn't want to date a slut. She called us fags, and said she was going to tell everyone. The next day at school, one of the guys called us fags, but after Colt kicked the shit out of him, no one ever said that again. By our senior year, we had both become big strong men. Colt had turned 18 in August, before school started, and I was turning 18 the day before Halloween. We were both linebackers on the varsity team, which put us in the category of high school gods. You know how important football is in Texas! We had spent years working out, and had spent the last three summers working as ranch hands. Baling hay, branding cattle, castrating bulls, real cowboy shit. And our bodies showed it. I stood a nice 6'1" with a solid body. Firm pecs, hard 6 pack, defined arms, and strong legs. But Colt, he was a whole other level. 6'3 1/2" of solid muscle. And boy did he like to show it off! I don't think he even owned shirts with sleeves anymore. He was constantly flexing his big guns that were attached to the broadest shoulders I had ever seen. His strong torso led down to a surprisingly narrow waist. And the wranglers he wore should have been criminal. They were always so tight that they clung to his big, round ass. And the front, well, he liked to wear a big belt buckle to draw people's eyes down to his huge bulge. Not that it would have gone unnoticed. It was like an anaconda trying to bust out of there. He topped his look off with a pair of boots and a hat. He always wore a hat on his thick, brown curls. Sometimes a trucker hat, sometimes a cowboy hat, but always a hat. And not to be gay, but his face matched the rest of him perfectly. His vibrant green eyes were surrounded by thick, dark eyelashes. His strong nose sat atop a pair of pillowy, dark pink lips. His square jaw perfectly shaped his face. He hadn't started to grow facial hair yet, and his cheeks flushed a reddish colour, giving him a boyish look. His body may have been all man, but his face was all innocent angel. Not that my face wasn't hot too. I had strong Scandinavian features with light blue eyes and light blond hair. I hadn't started shaving yet either, so we were both still like boys in a way. So, right after Colt turned 18, things kind of got weird. It was like he was suddenly avoiding me. Our sleepovers stopped, he would take off right after weekend games, and he hung around me less at school. I tried to talk to him about it, cause it was really hurting me to lose someone I was closer to than a brother. He would just give me flimsy excuses, saying he was busy with stuff, or he was fucking some chick, basically bullshit. The one time during that early part of the school year that was somewhat normal was my birthday. We had scored a bottle of whiskey and some weed and spent the night getting fucked up and playing video games. It was great. Just like old times. It eventually devolved into a mutual bro love fest. We sat on his bed with our arms around each others shoulders and declared our straight love for one another. "I love you man." "No dude, I love YOU!" "I love you more bro!" "No man, I love YOU more!" And back and forth it went. In hindsight, I wasn't hearing what he was trying to tell me. Eventually, it wound up becoming one of our jerk off sessions. I smiled as I looked at his smooth, hairless body. Nothing gay, I just appreciated my best friend, naked next to me, jerking his fat 10 inch cock. I stroked my own 9 1/2 inch dick and we both shot loads that hit our faces, and laughed like nothing had changed. But things had changed. The next day, Colt started his weird avoidance shit again. He blew me off the following weekend, and the weekend after that when he did it again, I had had enough. I knew his parents were going to be out of town, and he claimed he was going to be fucking some chick. But I didn't buy it and decided to spy on him and see what was up. Friday night I snuck over to his house and went around the back to where his bedroom was. His lights were on and the shade was down, but not all the way down. There was a gap at the bottom. His window was open a crack, so I quietly creeped up and peeked into his bedroom. What I saw shocked the hell out of me! There was Colt, stomach down on his bed, his legs hanging off the end, while a large, heavily tattoed Mexican man pulled his head back by his curly hair and pounded his cock into Colt's round, white ass. Colt was wearing his football shoulder pads, athletic socks pulled up over his calves, his cleats, and a white jockstrap. His football jersey layed on the floor. "Take it slut!" I could hear the man say. "Take that load in your faggot jock pussy!" I turned away, my heart pounding in my chest as I heard Colt moan, "Oh yes SIR! Breed me!" WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK DID I JUST SEE? My head swam as a million thoughts ran through it. I knew I should leave, but like a car wreck, I had to look again. I had to make sure what I saw was real. I turned back and looked in again. The Mexican guy was flipping Colt over and spreading his legs. Another man with a camera moved in and got a close up of Colt's asshole. "That's right slut." Said the Mexican. "Show the people what they paid for! Spread your cheeks and let them see your dripping high school jock pussy!" Colt spread his ass cheeks apart as the cameraman said, "Oh yea, look at that jock cunt drip cum!" Then, another man I hadn't noticed stepped up. He was a large black man with dreadlocks pulled back into a ponytail. He bent down and placed his mouth over Colt's asshole and started sucking. Then he stood up over Colt and pulled his mouth open. Colt stuck his tongue out and the black man let a long string of spit and cum land on it. It ran down into Colt's mouth, and he closed it with a smile on his face. As my initial shock started to go down, I noticed a few things I hadn't noticed before. There was a laptop open on the dresser recording the action. Also, on the nightstand there was a glass pipe, a baggie with some kind of substance in it, and a few syringes. Then, the black man layed down on the bed, holding up a huge cock. That fucker had to be like 12 inches! Colt crawled up and straddled the man. He took hold of the cock and lined it up to his asshole. Then he slowly slid down on it. Inch after black inch dissapeared into Colt's bubble butt. Soon, his muscular glutes were sitting on the black man's pubes, and every inch of that cock was inside him. He sat there not moving as the Mexican man filled up the glass pipe. He handed it to the black man, who lit a small torch and waved it under the bowl. Soon, it filled with white smoke and he inhaled it. Then, he grabbed Colt behind his neck and pulled him onto his mouth. I could see the black man exhale as Colt inhaled. Then Colt sat up and exhaled a white cloud. They repeated this twice more as Colt began gyrating his hips. Then the black man handed the pipe to Colt. "Now, hit that bitch, and hold it until I say exhale. And start riding my cock, slut!" Colt held the pipe up to his lips, lit the torch, and inhaled the white smoke. Then, as he held it, he started riding up and down on the black cock buried inside him. He held in the smoke for about 10 seconds before the black man told him to exhale. "Again, Whore!" He demanded Colt. Colt did as he was told, holding in the smoke and riding the big cock harder. 5 times this was repeated until Colt was visibly losing control. The black man reached up and started pinching and squeezing Colt's nipples, and Colt moaned and squealed like a slut. Then the Mexican man approached with a little brown bottle. He held it under Colt's nose as the black man held onto his slim waist and started fucking upward. "Breath in slut, and hold it until I say release. Do you understand you fucking whore?" "Yes SIR!" Replied Colt. The man held the bottle under Colt's nose, closing off one nostril. Colt breathed in deep and held it. After the man finally let him exhale, he repeated it with the other nostril. Back and forth he went. After each hit, Cole became more and more fucked up. Eventually, he couldn't hold his head up. The Mexican man just grabbed his hair and held up his head, forcing him to hit more. Finally, after 10 hits, the Mexican man pushed Colt onto his back, causing the cock to slide out of him. Colt just collapsed, his head rolling to facing me, his mouth open and slack, his eyes crossed and fucked up looking. The black man just raised Colt's legs in the air and slammed his monster cock all the way into my fucked up best friend. Colt just gurgled as he was assaulted. The cameraman panned from Colt's fucked up face to his ass getting pummeled, back and forth. "Yes slut!" Said the black man. "Look into the camera. Let your audience see your face. That's what they paid for, bitch. To see a hot, 18 year old high school jock get fucked up and fucked hard! Tell them how much you like it you fucking whore! Beg to be fucked!" "Oh god yes." Colt slurred. "Fuck me! Fuck my hole. I love it! Give me that big black cock! Please fuck me SIR!" "Are you a little whore? Are you a pathetic, faggot slut?" "Yes SIR!" Colt answered him, still looking blankly into the camera. "I'm a pathetic faggot slut whore! Fuck my hole! Cum in me SIR! I'm a fucking cumdump!" "Is that what you are? A cumdump?" Continued the black man as he pulled Colt's rock hard cock out of his jockstrap and started jerking it really hard. "Can anybody come and fuck you? Can anybody out there watching come and fuck you? You wanna give up your jock hole to anybody that wants it?" "Yes please!" Groaned Colt. "Please come fuck me! I need your cum in me! Please come and fuck me! Anybody can! Come fuck my jock ass!" He cried out as his cock shot off, hitting him in the face and coating his chest and stomach. The black man scraped up his cum and fed it to him, and Colt sucked the cum covered fingers like he was starving. The cameraman handed the camera to the Mexican man. The black man pushed Colt untill his head was hanging over the bed, his mouth wide open. Then the cameraman shoved his hard cock right down Colt's throat. I could see his cock stretch out Colt's esophagus as he buried himself balls deep. Then both men started viciously fucking my best friend, pounding both of his holes as hard as they could. The Mexican handed the cameraman a sign that he held up, and it read.... Colton Sawyer Cooper 18 yo high school senior Football player with 2 Available cumdump holes Dallas/Fort Worth area (817) 347-1823 Any cock taken HOLY SHIT! They posted his full name and his real phone number! Did he agree to that? Or was he too fucked up to know? I decided I couldn't watch anymore and turned away. Part of me was horrified. Part of me was sickened. But what I didn't realize right away is, I had been hard the whole time. As I lay in my bed at home, I tried not to think about everything I had seen, but it was no use. The images played over and over in my head. Without even thinking about it, my hand traveled down to my hard cock. After only a couple of strokes, I shot off a huge load.

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!

I was reading the extremesex.com site back in 98, it was all about Bug Chasing, barebacing and conversion fucks, and it made my dick so hard I thought it'd break! I'd been in a monogamous, boring and nearly sexless relationship for five years. I never used condoms but I was almost total top, and I'd probably had all of 15 guys between 1987 and 2001, when I moved to Ft Lauderdale, discovered tweaking and admitted to myself that I liked getting fucked too. I tested negative in 2003 when I bought health insurance, but almost immediately I found that when hookin up I'd go versatile more & more often. And as a bareback top, I felt that it was kinda hypocritical to ask a guy to use a condom when he fucks me while I'd just barebacked and bred him. Single finally, I had an online chat bud, a young Poz Latino BottomBoi who eventually persuaded me to meet him at the local sleazy bathhouse on a bareback party night. He turned out to be a fun lil bottom, riding my rock hard dick as I lay on my back in my room, with the door wide open. Of course we attracted a crowd at the door, and I spotted hot muscular 20-somethin Latino with a pretty, precum leaking 8" rock hard uncut dick. Next thing I knew my bottom bud had this other Latino raising my legs up and spittin on my hole, while still bouncing up and down on my dick. Then it happened: I felt that hot hard pre-cum lubed Latino cock at my hole... Then it was sliding quickly all the way up my ass! Having a hard bare dick up my hole made me even hotter, and I was soon breeding my BottomBoi's Poz hole with my Neg cumload. He continued to ride my ready-to-go-again dick while the dick in my ass was plowing me harder and faster. Then I felt it - that hot hard throbbing in my hole, followed by that awesome feeling as a huge load of cum was pumped deep up into my Neg ass. We then split up for a while, took showers and cruised a bit. Some time later I found by BottomBoi in the dark area, in the sling, with a 10" bare black dick using his hot hole. After the black dude shot his load in my friend and pulled out, I slid my dick up that wet, cum lubed hole and started plowing away, lookin forward to shooting my second load in my friend's ass. There were probably a dozen men crammed into the small dark room where we were fucking, so there were hands, mouths and dicks all over me. Soon I felt someone's hands on my hips from behind and a hard slick dick sliding between my ass cheeks, looking for the opening to my hole. I stopped moving and bent over my friend to give the man behind me the chance to line up his dick and slide it in me. God! this guy had a BIG dick, but it felt DAMN good, and he quickly started moving faster in my ass, getting ready for the inevitable orgasm. Yes! I could hear him breathing harder and faster, then he froze, pulled my hips back to his body and with his bare dick deep in my bowels I got bred with the second load of the night. By this time I was discovering what I'd been missing all these years, and I finally understood what had long eluded me: why all those BottomBois in Ft Lauderdale always begged for my load. I was suddenly feeling complete, with my hard bare dick up a cum-filled ass while another stud was using my hole for his own pleasure. After the dick fucking me dumped its load and pulled out, another bare dick was quickly finding its way home in my ass. Damn, feeling the other top's cumload start to drip outta my well-fucked hole had me majorly horned up, and I shot my second load up my friends Poz hole just as the dick up my own hole started shooting its load into me. I took a quick shower break, stopped by my room to hit my pipe, and knew what I had to do. I left my towel in my room and headed back to the dark area, to the sling room, naked except for my steel toe work boots. Another slut bottom was at home in the sling, but I didn't care. I headed for the distant darkest corner of the small room, sliding between several hot, hard, unseen naked bodies to get there. Hands followed my move, unseen fingers workin my big hard nips and sliding between my ass cheeks. I quickly had a big hard dick in each hand, and as I turned towards the wall, I pulled one of the dicks behind me, towards my cum-lubed ass. This dick was quickly plowed into my hole, without spit or any attempt at being gentle, yet I found my ass shoving back onto it, as I groaned in what had to be the sluttiest sound I'd ever made! I met each thrust of the bare dick in my ass, and found myself working my ass on the dick to get its cumload quicker. Sure enough, within a couple of minutes my hole was being filled with yet another load of cum, and the anonymous man behind me was already pulling out, but not to worry, I was surrounded by naked, hard-bodied men, all with big hard dicks! Another dick quickly found its place up my ass, and I found myself again unconsciously fucking back against the man behind me to make him cum as quickly as possible. I was leaning face first into the corner of the room, and quickly lost track of time and how many men used my ass for their pleasure. I vaguely counted ten or more, but I didn't really care. Again and again I was fucked, bareback, by unseen big-dicked men, and my ass was no longer so tight that the loads stayed in it. When each dick was pulled out of my hole, I could feel some cum running out of my hole and down my leg. Finally I'd had enough. I staggered out of the dark room and towards the shower room. I took a quick shower and headed back to my room, soaking wet still, as I hadn't thought to take my towel with me. I quickly packed up my things and checked out. While crossing the street to my truck I could feel the hot cum between my ass cheeks, and by the time I made it the five blocks to my apartment, the back of my jeans were wet with cum that had leaked out of me. I ran inside, threw some bareback porn on the computer and quickly stroked myself to two more orgasms, using the cum in my ass as lube for my dick. GOD DAMN, now I knew what I was missing!!! The next Saturday night I was back there, taking raw cocks and all the cumloads I could get up my slutty Neg ass.

I think most people here have hit on the key elements, save one. It's true a lot of places are being more restrictive with Covid; in some areas, drug dealing and prostitution are a major concern with some lower-cost motels and local governments are really hounding them (understandably) to keep the crime down. Motel 6 has long had a reputation as being a cheap, no-frills and not-particularly-quality place to stay, but about ten years ago or so, they started a major campaign to upgrade every property to a higher standard and to market to a somewhat different clientele - especially families traveling for vacations. They chose a consistent, clean design for the rooms, with built-in furniture, wired networking jacks at desktop height, etc. Not every property is yet upgraded (and COVID undoubtedly has slowed that down further) but they're nonetheless trying to get away from the sketchy, people-in-and-out model that works well for the kind of activity described here. I'm not critiquing that behavior in and of itself. But understand that like public sex in parks and bathrooms, it violates the norms other people expect, and so there's going to be pushback at times. What is overlooked at a no-national-brand name motel on the outskirts of town or in a more industrial/commercial zone is unlikely to get the same lack of interest in a motel marketing to family groups. Motel 6 is positioning itself squarely in that latter category, so while it's blessedly inexpensive, it's also restrictive on what's allowed on site.

Got some great dick last night! It was the guy from the fisting party on Saturday. His touch is so gentle, so inviting, and one would never think he's a PIG. Eats ass like it's the last time he'll ever do it, fucks with an incredible passion, cums multiple loads, and kisses well. He even got a bit of poz talk in there even though neither of us has it. He knows what I am, and even told me that chasing is hot. What do you make of this exchange? Him: You really want the gift, huh? Me: We don't have to do that right now. (pause) Unless it's already too late? Him: No, it's not too late. He had already bred me by that point, and I was giving him a chance to be honest with me. He's kind enough and level-headed enough that I think he WAS being honest, and nothing to worry/get excited about. Just chatter. But a great fuck all around. He wants to help me destroy my hole and grow a rosebud. Will definitely see him again. And again. And again. Something of him reminds me of my late husband. But I mustn't fall in love with him. Too soon for that, and besides, this is just sex. THE BEAST HAS BEEN FED. WE CAN ALL GO HOME NOW.

Your problem is very difficult and it’s hard to give a simple answer. I can agree with the previous comments. Maybe you need some rest time and / or a new job. You should have to try slutty life for a while before you quit. I don’t know how much money you have but it must be a huge amount of money if you don’t have to be afraid of its running out. This is also true that one is often eager for something which is not available. If you would have enough time to be slut you would be bored maybe. If I had enough time to do nothing but have sex, I began to look for other activities after a while.

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Barebacking is better in a fursuit. Been missing it these past few months. Best one, was at a fur con, Sunday afternoon and I've got a few hours before my flight. I've fucked a few boys over the weekend, all ones I knew, friends or friends of friends. Just wanted to get one last one in before I left, so I started hitting up all the telegram groups I could. Fine little piece of ass drops me a line, says he's in one of the groups I'm in. I immediately tell him I wanna dump a load bare in him and as if he's down for that. He says yeah. Doesn't ask any details, just wants a photo of my cock. It's thick and meaty, so yeah, he wants it, no questions. He asks if he can show up in his partial fursuit - just the head and paws - and if I can do the same. Very, very down for this. I put on my head and wait. In less than 10 minutes he's at my door. He's all over me and just lays down on the bed, grabbing his ankles and showing me his tailhole. It's already lubed and loose - definitely pre-used - and I'm balls deep on the first thrust. He's moaning and whimpering and begging for more. I just let him have it - all of what I've got left, until I've just completely emptied myself in him. I hold him down for a bit, putting load after load into him until I'm sure I don't have any more. I even pull out and give it a quick rub to make sure. He hugs me a bit and has me stay there with my cock in him for like five minutes, saying he loves how thick it is. He asks if he wants me to have him unmask now. I say no. He says he's gotta go - his boyfriend is waiting and doesn't know what he's run off to do - and thanks me for dumping a load in him. I wait until he's gone to pop my head off. I still have no idea who he is or what he looks like, and I fucking love it that way. It's now my preferred way at cons. Here's my room number, put on a head, show up and bend over. Don't wanna know anything about you except you want a big furry fox Dad breeding your hole. I even keep a couple extra fursuit heads around for those who don't bring their own. When the con circuit's back, gonna try and throw a party that way. Or at least operate a cum-n-go room. Anyone else feel this way?

All I had to do now was wait. My name is Charlie and I've been chasing now for years ...just an itch I have to scratch... my wife has no idea. I'd had my flashes where men would make plans to meet me, but never show up. Perhaps it was being let down once to many, but for whatever reason I decided to take some drastic measures. I vowed that this month was going to be *the* month I got pozzed. It took some time but I dug deep into the dark web. One site led to another, led to another, led to a link and endless emails but I was assured that these people were real - and that once steps had been taken, there was no backing out. That was fine with me as, to be honest, I didn't care what the personal cost - this was happening. I was sick of not being HIV+. I took 2 weeks vacation from work and said I was going to Chicago. I told my wife I was going to New York. I even bought new cell phones and mailed them to P.O. Boxes in those cities so I'd show up on cell phone towers as being there. The people to whom I had been speaking called themselves, "Poz Incorporated". They insisted that all instructions be followed to the letter. As commanded, I flew to New Orleans and found a run down dive motel that had been condemned years ago.."The Moonlight". I opened the door to room #8, with only the clothes on my back. No cell phone. No money. They even insisted that I walk the 3 miles from the airport to the hotel. The room itself was lit by a single blue light bulb hanging from the ceiling. Continuing to follow instructions, on the nightstand next to the bed was a syringe with a little something in it. I injected it without question as it was part of the deal. Whatever happens, I was now in someone else's hands. That was the point. Within a few minutes I felt so groggy that I laid down on the bed, face up. The room was spinning as a blindfold was placed over my eyes. "You've followed all the instructions so far - and you're the first that has.." I heard a deep voice say as I felt my legs being opened and a firm hand grabbing my cock, stroking me slowly. "It's a nice cock, we're going to enjoy owning it..." He chuckled. "Here's how this works...." Another voice began. I felt a cock sliding into my ass smoothly. There was no pain at all. Without thought I pushed down on it and moaned loudly in pleasure. "There are 3 of us here - and tonight you're going to take all of us in both holes - and when we're done, we're blood slamming you. In the morning, you WILL be pozzed - that we promise." Another man slipped his hard cock into my mouth slowly as he stroked my now rock hard cock. "The price is your life. There is no going home for you. We're wiping you from everything electronic. You'll never see your wife and kids again." He slowly explained. The man in my ass picked up speed a little fucking me. "You're a worthless cock sucking faggot, and soon you'll have AIDS. You're going to fuck anyone we tell you to fuck - in any way we tell you. You'll take cock....you'll give cock. You're going to spread HIV for us, mostly to people that don't know you're poz." Someone stroked me faster. And hard. VERY hard. It may be the same man that was now sliding his cock into one of my hands. "You don't have a choice in all this...you gave that up by coming here." I nodded in response as the man in my mouth and throat fucked me hard. I felt my legs being spread wider as I was being fucked harder. Deeper. "You're going to go viral and stay that way - no meds." The man in my hand started using it hard and fast. "You have about 5 years to live - but every day you're going to either fuck or get fucked about 5 times. It's going to be a short ride, but you'll enjoy every second of it." He was throbbing...I could feel it. I'd never had a man cum inside of my ass before now...the man stroking me had me equally as close. I moaned loudly as I was seconds away from cumming hard. Harder than I ever have in my life. My cock was rock hard now...harder than I'd ever been for a woman. I slide up and down the shaft in my ass, fucking him aggressively as someone stroked my cock tightly. My body convulsed as I started to cum. With my hands I gripped the sheets tightly. I felt the man in my ass shove hard - all the way in. His cock was throbbing and I knew he was pumping me full of his delicious seed. "Take it, Bitch!" He screamed. "Take this poz load!" He remained there for a few more moments, before pulling out....I could feel my cum on my chest and even my cheek. I'd cum the hardest I ever had. The man in my hand pulled out and slide his cock into my asshole. I was properly lubed and took him with ease. I felt a pin prick on my free arm. "This is my blood, bitch. It's high viral. For every cum shot in you, you're going to get slammed." Whomever was stroking me didn't stop after I came. "There it is, bitch...the proof that you're a fucking AIDS chasing whore. That was a nice shot - but we're not stopping. Cum all you want, this is an all nighter." I felt the man in my ass lean forward, and he put his hands around my throat. I didn't try to stop him. On the contrary, I wrapped my legs around his body and locked my ankles. He used long, steady strokes to fuck me, even holding it at the top of the push. "Your asshole is nice and tight, bitch....but don't worry, we'll change that." The man in my throat grabbed my head with both hands and started to fuck my mouth and throat harder. Faster. Deeper. He was throbbing and I felt it...I was in tune with his cock. It was only a few more seconds before he shoved his cock into my throat and held it there. "FUUUUCK!" He screamed as he came. Hard. I felt my neck being squeezed tighter by two big, strong hands. "You're going to pass out now, but don't worry....we're not stopping just because of that. We'll keep using your holes till dawn." As I started to pass out, my cock started to get hard again and I felt two more men grabbing my wrists. He fucked me full stroke, but began to speed up. "I envy you, bitch. As of now you've got no wife. No kids. All your needs will be met. All you have to do is get fucked all day, every day until you die. This is what true freedom feels like." Were the last words I heard before blacking out.

Part 2 I woke up the next morning with the visions of last night still burned into my mind. I really didn't know what to think. So......Colt was gay. THAT part really didn't bother me much. I mean, it IS Texas. It's really conservative, and queers are not totally accepted.....BUT....not everyone is so closed minded. And we had been so close for so long that I couldn't just turn my back on him. I loved the dude. But the rest of it? The rough, brutal sex, the drugs, broadcasting it on the internet? That's what I had trouble accepting. If Colt wanted to have a nice boyfriend, that was one thing, but everything else he was doing? I didn't know how I felt about it. It was pretty fucked up. But as I layed in bed and absentmindedly stroked my cock, I kept seeing Colt taking that big, black cock up his ass. I didn't want to, I was trying to think of pussy, but Colt kept creeping back in. And I didn't understand why thinking about it got my cock so hard. I wasn't gay! Other than jerking off with my best friend, I never thought about cock. But for some reason, I kept seeing it going up Colt's ass. I quickly jerked myself off so I could get on with my day, but I still thought about it all day long. And all the next day too. Monday at school, I was the one avoiding Colt. I just couldn't face him yet. Not after all I had seen. It was Thursday before Colt approached me. "Hey Austin." He said, coming up to my locker after last period. And yes, my name is Austin, Austin Allen Collins, and I live in Texas. You might think I was named after the city, but you would be wrong. I was actually named after Stone Cold Steve Austin, my dad's favourite wrestler. But any way, Colt approached my locker. "Austin," he said again, "I know I've been kind of an asshole lately." "You don't say." I replied. If he was about to apologize, I wasn't going to make it easy for him. "Yea, look dude, I'm sorry, I really am. I've been going through some shit and I guess I just needed some space." "So, you just push me aside? Is that what best friends do? We've always told each other everything, so what's changed, dickhead?" I prodded him. I didn't expect him to fess up to anything, especially not here at school, and frankly, I didn't know if he would ever fess up. But over the last couple of days I had done a lot of thinking, and had decided I would try to be here for him, if he wanted it. "Look man, I'm sorry. I really am and I want to make it up to you. I got some killer weed and I'm free all weekend. Come on, we had a great time on your birthday." "Yea, then you turned back into an asshole. What's up with that?" "Come on bro.....I'm sorry! I have been a total dick and I know it. But we're brothers! Please forgive me. Come on, we'll get some beer and have a great weekend. My parents will be gone again!" I looked at his face and he really did seem to be sorry. But knowing what I knew about him, and that he was obviously really struggling with some heavy shit, I gave in. "All right asshole." I said. "Just me and you, all weekend. And you better get some good beer, not some piss water shit!" "I promise!" He smiled. "It's going to be a great best bro weekend!" I just shook my head as he walked away. Maybe he was planning to come clean this weekend. I actually hoped for his sake he would. That's a big fucking secret he's hiding. Friday night found us at his house as promised. He had a case of beer and a fat sack of weed. We hit the bong, then hit the video games. After a couple hours, several beers, and a lot of weed, things started to feel back to normal again. We were both just sitting there in our boxers and feeling good. Colt's fly gaped open and I could see his big, soft cock nestled against his large balls. It made me think of him shooting off as his ass got plowed. I tried not to think about it, but I couldn't stop. Throughout the night, Colt kept getting text messages. He would quickly respond to them, then pretend nothing had happened. He also got a couple of phone calls. "Aren't you going to answer that?" I asked him as his ringtone played the Toby Keith classic 'Beer for my horses.' "Naw. Voicemail can get it. This weekend is all about me and you, bro." He said as he grabbed my knee and gave it a squeeze. We kept on playing video games for a while, and I knew he wasn't going to bring it up, so I tried. "So what's been going on dude?" I asked. "What's this shit you've been going through?" Colt looked uncomfortable. "I'm not ready to talk about it yet." "Why not?" I asked. "Remember we tell each other everything. We've been jerking off together for years, what do we have to hide?" Colt just chugged on his beer. "I can't just yet. But I will, I promise." I let it drop. I figured he would tell me soon enough, so we continued with drinking, smoking, and gaming. Pretty soon it was 2 am and we were drunk and high and decided to hit the hay. As we lay on his bed, we both just stared at the ceiling. Now that we didn't have video games in front of us, the images of last weekend filled up my head. It was tearing me up inside and I couldn't control myself any longer. I ended up blurting out, "I know." Colt was silent for a moment before asking, "You know what?" "I know your secret dude!" I could hear Colt taking deep breaths in the dead silence. Finally he asked, "What secret is that?" God damn him! I was over the games and the lies and was determined to drag the truth out of him. I rolled over on my side and faced him. "I saw you. Last weekend." Colt rolled on his side with his back toward me. I continued, "I was tired of your bullshit so I went over to your house, and I saw, through the window." More tense silence followed as Colt processed what I had said. Finally he whispered, "You don't hate me?" My heart hurt that Colt actually thought I could hate him. "No dude, I don't hate you. I'm here right now, aren't I?" Colt rolled to face me. "I wanted to tell you a long time ago, but I didn't know how to bring it up. The thought of losing you scared me more than anything." "Dude," I said, looking him right in his eyes, "We're family. And you don't turn your back on family. No matter what." Colt just smiled at me, a look of relief on his face. "I mean, if you want to be gay, be gay. I don't give a fuck. I got your back bro. But all that other shit? What's that about? Do you really like that?" Colt was silent for a moment, averting his eyes from me before he replied, "Yea Austin, I do. I mean, I really, really do. I kind of always have. I used to check out all kinds of crazy shit online, and I always thought it was hot. Then I started chatting with Dante and Carlos, and when I turned 18, I met up with them and things just progressed. You think I'm a sick fuck, don't you?" I rolled onto my back and stared at the ceiling again. "I don't know what to think, man. I'm trying to be cool with all this. So what was up with the camera? Why did they say people had paid to see this?" "Well," he began, "Dante and Carlos have this internet business, and people from all over the world pay to watch these shows. 50 bucks a pop. And they're good guys. They split the money with me. Last weekend I made a thousand bucks." "A thousand bucks?" I asked incredulously as I turned back to him. "Yea, I'm their most popular guy right now. I bring in a HUGE audience." I was still trying to wrap my head around everything. "But, doesn't that kind of make you a whore?" I asked. "I don't really think about it like that." He replied. "I mean, I'm going to be having sex anyway, so why not make some money from it?" I remained silent as I pondered this. Colt just continued to look at me while he waited for the next question. "So, what about the drugs, dude?" I continued. "What was that shit you were smoking? And what was that brown bottle?" "Well, that brown bottle was poppers. They help you to relax. And the other stuff was Tina, or meth." I shot up on my elbows and looked down on him. "Meth? Are you fucking crazy?" "Relax man." He said. "It's not as bad as you think. Once in a while it's ok. You just have to control yourself. Look at me, I've been doing it for a couple of months now, do I look like I'm addicted?" I had to admit, he did look perfectly normal. "But, you were so fucked up that night." I said. "Yea I was." He laughed. "And I felt great! T is amazing shit! It's like a hundred times better than weed. It makes you feel so good, and it makes sex incredible!" He opened up his nightstand and pulled out a pipe and a baggie. "You wanna try some?" "What the fuck?" I asked, shocked. "You got that shit right here?" "Yea, come on. Give it a little try. It'll make you feel so good." I stared at the pipe in his hand before shaking my head. "I don't know man...." "Come on. It won't hurt you, I promise! You're my brother and I love ya, would I steer you wrong? Just give it a little try. It's awesome!" "Fine." I conceded. "I'll try it just this once to shut you up!" Colt's face lit up and his eyes sparkled as he started loading the pipe with the crystals. "Fuckin A dude! You're gonna love this!" He handed me the pipe and lit the small torch, melting the shards as he rolled the pipe. "Now," he said, "Put the pipe up to your lips and when the bowl fills with white smoke, inhale and hold it." I did as instructed, inhaling deep. It had kind of a weird taste to it, but wasn't too bad. Then I exhaled, and a large white cloud filled the air. "Now, take another one." Instructed Colt as he looked at me with a big smile on his face. I inhaled another big hit, and I started to feel warm and tingly as a rush went through my body. Colt took the pipe and inhaled a couple of big hits himself before asking me, "How do you feel?" "Warm and tingly." I replied, giggling a bit. "Good, now take a couple more." I took 2 more hits and my body started to feel like it was on fire. It was like I could feel every nerve in my body, and every nerve was telling me I was super horny. Colt took 2 more hits and handed me back the pipe. I took one more hit and the pipe was empty, which made me feel sad. Colt could see the disappointment on my face. "Don't worry buddy, I got plenty more." He said as he reloaded. "We're gonna get you feeling REAL good." I giggled a little more as he handed me the pipe, and I took 2 more hits. By now, I felt like I was floating and was kinda dizzy, but felt more alive than I ever had before. And hornier. "I got an idea. Instead of wasting smoke when we exhale, let's do a shotgun." He suggested. "What's that?" I asked. "When I take a hit, instead of just exhaling it, I put my mouth over yours and you breath in the smoke as I let it out. That way, we both benefit from the hit." I looked at him through my high state and giggled some more. "Sure, why not? I've done this much. Bring it on bro!" Colt hit the pipe and then slowly moved his face toward mine. My heart was pounding in my chest as he gently placed his lips against mine. I thought it would gross me out having another dudes lips on mine, but it didn't. Colt's lips were soft like a girls. I opened my mouth a little bit, and Cole started exhaling into me. I inhaled and felt his hot breath as it filled up my lungs, causing my cock to stir. He pulled away and looked deep into my eyes as I exhaled the smoke that had been in his body. "Your turn." He said, putting the pipe up to my lips. I took a big hit and leaned into him. When our lips touched again I felt a bolt of electricity jolt through my body. We opened our mouths and as I started exhaling, I felt his tongue enter my mouth. Instead of freaking out, I found myself responding to him. My own tongue inched forward until it was touching his. Gently, at first, our tongues rubbed over each others, but soon, I had melted into him and our kissing became stronger and more passionate. He grabbed my waist and pulled me into him as our mouths tried to devour each other. It was weird at first, his hands on my body. These weren't soft, small girl hands. These were large, strong, rough man hands that were pulling my body against his, our bare chests rubbing against each other. He rolled me on my back and placed his larger body on top of me, our hard cocks pressing into each others rock hard stomachs. His rough hands explored my body, feeling like fire everywhere he touched me as his tongue raped my mouth. I ran my hands over his back, his strong, muscular back, relishing in the feeling of touching another man for the first time. I felt his powerful arms and grabbed his rock hard bubble butt as I moaned like a whore. After furiously making out for what seemed like an eternity, Colt pulled off me and looked down at my face, brushing my sweaty hair off my forehead. "You're so beautiful." He said. Now the straight guy in me should have been bothered by that, I suppose, but I think he was gone at this point. "So are you." I replied, looking deep into his eyes. Colt just started kissing my neck and chest before he planted one of his sexy lips on my nipple. He started sucking and nibbling on it, causing my cock to twitch as I gasped and moaned. He worked his magic on my nips before kissing his way down my stomach. He grabbed my 9 1/2 inch cock in his big hand and I gasped again at this new sensation. It felt so different than when a girl grabbed it. So much better. He licked the precum off the head before placing it in his mouth. He sucked on the knob as I squirmed before he slowly sank down on it, taking the entire thing down his throat. Holy shit! No bitch had EVER taken more than half my cock, and my best friend swallowed it with no problem! I groaned as I felt his throat muscles massage my shaft. Colt slid up and down my cock taking it to the root each and every time. He pulled off and grabbed some lube from the nightstand. Lubing up his finger, he started to insert into my ass. Now, I really should have stopped him at this point, but I was so high and so horned up, and everything up to now felt so amazing that I didn't even try to stop him. Colt slid his finger into me until I felt a jolt go through my body and my cock jumped. "Feel that baby?" He asked. "That's your prostate, and it makes you feel super good! Now just relax and let your bro show you how good it feels!" Colt stuck a second finger into me and started really rubbing it. I involuntarily spread my legs apart to give him better access. My cock felt like it was having one long, slow orgasm. "Oh yea baby." He moaned. "Look at all that precum! Your cock is like a river!" I looked down, and my stomach was covered with a big pool of it. Colt just leaned over and lapped it up like a puppy. Then he went back to sucking my cock. He added a third finger into my hole, and buried them as he worked my prostate. Soon, my whole body was shaking and I cried out as I exploded into the most intense orgasm I had ever had! Colt buried my cock in his throat as the first couple of jets shot off. Then he pulled back and took the rest of my cum into his mouth. After I stopped shaking and had given him the last of my load, he crawled up to my head and placed his mouth on mine. As I opened my mouth, Colt released the cum he was holding. We kissed as we rubbed my cum over each others tongue. Colt pulled off and loaded another pipe. "This one is all for you baby." He said, handing it to me. I didn't question him as I hit the pipe. He licked his finger and stuck it in the baggie, giving it a light covering of powder. "Now, this is going to burn a little bit." He said. "Just trust me baby, it'll pass." He stuck his finger in me as I took the fourth hit on the pipe, emptying it. I hissed as my ass burned while Colt finger fucked me. But he was right, it passed and was replaced by a new hunger. Colt made out with me as he lubed up his huge cock. "I want to take your virginity baby." He cooed in my ear. "Would you like that? Would you like your brother to take it? To be the first man inside you? Come on. Tell me you want it." "I do Colt!" I moaned. "I want it so bad! I want to feel you inside me!" "Good boy. That's what I want hear. Now, hit this." He said, handing me a brown bottle. "You're gonna need this!" I hit the bottle like I had seen him do before, and a new warmth rushed through my body, relaxing me. Colt climbed between my legs and lifted them up. "Now, when I start pushing in, you push out like you're taking a shit, got it?" I nodded. Then Colt started. He pushed against my butthole and I pushed back. I could feel my hole stretching and burning until it got to be too much. "Stop, please!" I begged him. "It's too big!" "Shhhh, I have faith in you." He said as he handed me the bottle again. "Take a few more hits." I hit the bottle a few more times as Colt kissed my neck. I could feel my asshole relax a bit as Colt started pushing again. I pushed back and Colt gave a sharp jab with his hips. His head popped past my anal ring and I let out a scream. Colt just covered my mouth. "Shhhhh baby. You did it. I'm inside of you. I'm so proud of you! Just relax and hit this some more." I hit the bottle a few more times and the pain subsided a bit. "Ok baby, ready?" He asked. "Cause here it comes. Now look at me. I want to see your eyes as I take you!" I looked at him through my tear stained eyes as he slowly started pushing into me. My insides felt like they were being ripped in two as his massive log sank into me inch by inch. I whimpered as he went deeper and deeper until eventually he had all 10 inches buried in me. "Oh baby, oh yeah! You did it!" He congratulated me as he kissed my neck. "You took all of me! I'm so proud of you. You got all of your brothers big fat cock buried in you!" He held it still for a while as my body adjusted to it. Then, he started to slowly fuck me. Just a little bit at first. Then gradually more and more. "Oh yea. Open up that pussy for me! Give me that hole! Give up that hole to your brother! Oh yea, you're loosening up baby, I can feel it. I'm gonna start really fucking you now!" And he did. I wrapped my arms and legs around him and held on tight as he started pounding me. The pain had passed and all I felt was immense pleasure. "Oh god Colt. Oh yea, fuck me man! Oh God you feel so good inside me!" "Oh baby, I've wanted this for so long. I love you so much Austin!" We started kissing again as he pounded my no longer virgin hole. He rode me hard for a solid 5 minutes before he started panting. "Oh god I'm gonna cum baby. Are you ready? Are you ready for your first big load of man cum in your pussy?" "Fuck yea bro, do it! Give it to me! Cum in me Colt! I love you too!" Colt squeezed me tight into his big, muscular body as he let out a roar and pumped me full of his seed. My cock shot off again between our rock hard stomachs as I was filled up with his cum.

How many of you have OCD about Covid?....this is one bug that has really negativity impacted me....my job...my sex life...etc... it sucks cause when I think I'm over being paralyzed in fear and ready to get back to fisting parties, bathhouse fucking, and just being a slut and letting strangers fuck me....I totally freak....Am I alone in this fear?

It's certainly dampened my sex life. Learning how to jerk off with either hands - for variety. But like a lot of others here - I have family that are at high risk. So my choices boil down to - lay low and spend time with the ones I love OR get laid. If I opt for the get laid, I cannot spend time with loved ones. Seems like an easy one for my situation Everyone is different. And to you health workers and care givers on this thread.... A BIG THANK YOU for your service during these crazy times.

I've been locked in chastity for about a week now, and am -- even more than usual -- wanting to be a cumdump. I was trolling BBRT when an overweight, older Asian guy hit me up: "You'd never let a guy like me breed you?" ...I don't refuse loads, so 10 minutes later I was at his motel room a few miles down the road. And him? He told me he liked it rough, and when I walked in he slapped me hard across the face. I was surprised in a good way, and could only mumble a "hurt me, Sir". My caged clit literally cried a drop of precum as I rubbed my face. He roughly tore my pants down with no foreplay, spit on his dick, came inside me in less than 3 minutes pinning me to the bed huffing "whore" into my ear, and I did what a good fag does after a Man cums in you: I turned around, thanked him, sucked his cock clean, and drove off without even an attempt to get myself off. Less than an hour later, and I've got a plug back inside my hole, I'm posting about it here, and I'm straining against my cage. I'm such a fucking faggot.

Three Variations on a Theme My Wednesday evening workout was a lot shorter and I only left one gift in sigmabtm's ass. It was another slow, gentle fuck that centered more on long, deep strokes. Most of the time he was on his back in the center of his living room staring at me while my cock plowed him for almost forty-five minutes. As I got close I started telling him how good his neg hole felt and how close I was to breeding him again. He never gave me the phrase I was looking for, but he came close by begging me to shoot my load deep inside. I left after the fuck and didn't even shower at his place since I didn't want to tempt myself. I had another appointment at Carlos' the next night and I wanted to make sure I had a full load to share with Juan. Sigmabtm and I had decided to workout together on Mondays and Wednesdays and I was all ready for Thursday's meeting with Carlos. Tim and I arrived a little early and Carlos made us wait on the sidewalk until eight o'clock exactly. Once inside, we stripped as usual and went down to the basement, following Carlos. Juan was waiting there for us again, laid back in a sling hanging from the ceiling joists. His feet were in stirrups and his hands were cuffed to the chains above his head. His pitiful, soft cock still was in it's cage hanging above his inviting hole. A rag was stuffed into his mouth and part of it covered his nose. I saw several deep scratches across his chest and there were a pair of little suction suckers, one on each of his nips. As I got closer, there was a strong smell of poppers and when I got near his head I could tell the rag was soaked in them. Juan's eyes told me he was on a popper high and yet I could still see fear in them. I wished I could see how easily Juan got into these positions before we arrived. Was it willingly or did he put up a fight? I guess I could ask the same of Tim, except from what I saw, Tim put up the fight after the sex had begun. Juan turned his head as I came close and I rubbed the wet tip of my quickly hardening cock on his lips. A light slap on his cheek and he opened his mouth, letting a few inches of my shaft in. The position didn't make it easy for me to fuck his mouth and Juan was having trouble opening his jaw wide enough and was scraping his teeth on my shaft. I didn't mind, as long as he didn't bite down, and I was ready to rip his jaw open if that happened. I held his head and rocked my hips, eventually getting four inches into his mouth. My cock was scraped, but also covered in his spit, which I didn't consider a bad thing. Tim was on his back on the other side of the bed, with Carlos between his legs. Carlos had skipped picking up any toys this time and was going right for the fuck, but he was positioned to watch my every move. Once I felt a sting on my cock, I pulled out of Juan's mouth and moved to the other end of the sling. I crouched down and spit a couple times on his exposed hole before jamming two fingers in to work the spit in deeper. I twisted them around making sure that the ring was lubed, but also curled my fingers to let my fingernails dig in and get his chute more receptive to my bug. Juan groaned behind the gag, so I'm sure through the popper filled haze he felt it. Standing up, I pulled my fingers out and lined my cock up with his hole. I held on to his legs and gave a hard shove. His muffled scream echoed around the room but I held him tight, with my cock buried to the base inside his chute. I pushed him away a few inches and then pulled him back fast. Another groan and maybe another small tear or two. I bucked him off with my hips and got him swinging back and forth, fucking himself on my shaft. Occasionally, I'd slam in hard and watch him swing away, my cock completely out of his open hole. I'd done this enough times before to know I had to stay still and line myself up or both of us would be hurting when my cock missed his hole. We'd been going like this for at least twenty minutes when I slowed him down to a stop, my cock still embedded inside Juan's hole. He looked back at me, worried at what I was going to do next. I reached forward and grabbed each of the suction cups on his nipples and yanked them off. His eyes bugged out and he writhed on the sling, trying to scream around the rag the was stuffed in his mouth. My thumbs rubbed over the sensitive nubs, keeping him squirming while I continued for another minute. I gave each nipple a pinch and then licked the suction cups before placing them back over his nipples. I found the popper bottle on the floor next to one of the bed's legs. Unscrewing the cap, I re-dosed the rag and then unclipped the carabiners that locked Juan's leather cuffs to the chain. I got him rolled and bent over the leather seat on the sling and then re-clipped the cuffs to the chain. I heard a growl come from Carlos and Tim, but figured it was just Carlos getting close. My hand grabbed a fistful of Juan's hair and I lifted his head to make sure the rag was covering his nose and flooding his head with some fresh poppers. My re-entry into Juan's wrecked hole was just as hard as my first that evening. The new position gave me new parts of Juan's colon to hit. And hit them I did. Jabbing at different angles and stabbing in hard, I made sure that he was going to feel this fuck until next week. Even through his popper fogged mind, he moaned and groaned. Carlos and I seemed to be waiting to see who would shoot first. He would drill Collegeboy and then slow down to see my response. It was a cat and mouse game and eventually I won. Carlos screamed out "FUCK!" as he pumped a nice hot load of safe cum into Tim. The grin on my face was short lived since I didn't last more than a minute longer. Once Juan was able to say "Poz... me... SIR" that was it. I'm not sure if he realized how his reluctance to say the words helped me win or if he did it intentionally to piss off Carlos. It didn't matter. I won our little game and bred him once more full of diseased spunk. It was just after nine when we left, both of us walking slowly but for different reasons. My cock was chafing against my trunks and it felt raw from the scrapes that Juan had left and from a good, hard fuck. Collegeboy was trying to keep the large load that Carlos had planted inside him but about halfway back to our building I heard him say "Ah fuck! It's running down my leg." My cock was still a little sore, so I found something to occupy myself Friday night. A bottle of vodka and a fresh bag of weed did the job nicely. There was something on TV but I have no fucking clue what it was. My mind was messed up and couldn't concentrate on anything if my life depended on it. Saturday I slept in and got a few things done around the house but later in the evening, my balls reminded me that they were full and needed someone to fill. I laid out on the couch in just a pair of loose shorts with my phone in my hand. "I wonder who's close tonight?" I asked myself. The names sometimes change, but you can tell from the text if its the same guys you've seen for months. Something in the back of my head kept telling me to try something different. It had worked out pretty well with the gym guy, so I didn't really rule anyone out right away. I still had some requirements - meet at their place, they had to be a bareback bottom and not care about my status were the primary ones. My own profile even proudly proclaimed that I was poz, not askme or undetectable. A few quickly lost interest, but soon I was messaging a couple guys. One was in his early sixties with a shaved head like mine, but a bushy mustache and a lot of well weathered ink. He was a Harley guy and said he was bi, but kept his play time with guys on the DL. Another was a chubby hispanic guy that disappeared for a little while when he re-read my profile and saw I was poz. He had a lot of questions when he restarted our messages. "It can be like any other fuck" I told him, adding that the difference would be what may happen later. "Might be nothing or like a punch to your gut. You may escape after 1 fuck or be part of the 1 and done club" I added. But a few of his pictures and some comments in his profile kept him in the game. The smile was the first thing that drew me to him and the expression on his face as he was swallowing a large cock was a close second. Some of his sexual interests told me he could be a lot of fun. The other that kept talking with me was a tall nerdy guy with glasses that was a few years older than me and had a small dick. He wasn't thin but he wasn't fat. He was in that middle ground where he had some extra weight on him that probably took him off a lot of gay guy's radar. The face shot he sent me was almost cherubic. His story seemed to work and some of the things he said made him a lot kinkier than his picture indicated. He seemed surprised when I answered his first message and I could sense his excitement as we kept messaging. In the end the tall guy couldn't meet up tonight since his roommate was hanging around and the biker didn't want to hook at his place. Both were worthy of keeping track of and if the stars aligned I'd fuck them. That left the hispanic guy and I finally put it on the line. "You saw my profile, so you know what I am and how I like to do it. You want to fuck tonight? Take the risk?" I asked. If it didn't work out, and I suspected it wouldn't, I'd give up and finish off what was left of the vodka and weed. "You serious? I'm not in your league. I'm sure you got hotter guys to meet than me" he replied. "U sound like a lot of fun and sometimes the pretty boys are bad fucks. I'm willing if u are. Just remember the risk" I replied, remembering his initial reluctance to mess around with a poz guy. A few messages later, I had his address and had told him it would take a half hour to get there. It took a little longer since not a lot of Uber drivers wanted to go to that part of town. The driver I got seemed a lot more motivated when I told him I'd give him an extra 20 if he came back to take me home. It was an interesting neighborhood and a lot different than the hip section I lived in. He had a simple studio apartment in an old building that needed some serious updates. But, the place was clean and decently decorated. The guy seemed surprised that I actually showed up, but I was there and he seemed to be even more excited than in his messages. We had already gone over the basics of what he was up for and what his limits were. He greeted me at the door in a pair of sweat pants and a tee. I'd brought a joint and he had a lighter ready as soon as I pulled it out. We both were buzzed and ready to have a little fun. When I started to kiss him he was really into it. I pulled my shirt over my head and tossed it on the floor and he gave me a smile. It ground to a halt, though, as soon as I tried to take his shirt off. Suddenly he got very shy and embarrassed. Once he saw I wasn't going to make fun of his extra-sized body he opened up. We sucked each other and I found he really liked it when I pinched and bit on his nipples. There was plenty of flesh to gnaw and chew on and it made his dick hard as a rock. He was decidedly average in the cock department, but it was hot to get him so excited. I worked my way up his chest and began to snog him deeply. A few minutes later I had his hands pinned to the bed above his head. "You really want to do this?" I asked, my face inches from his. He chuckled and replied "That's usually my line... but fuck yeah!" I nudged his legs with mine and he spread them like an experienced bottom. Reluctantly, I let go of his hands and pushed his legs back and kept pushing until I had his meaty ass in front of my face. He cried out when I buried my face in, diving in tongue first. There was just a hint of sweat and while he may have doubted I would show up, he was prepared to get fucked good. I spent a good ten minutes rimming his ass until I thought he was ready for my dick. He whined when I stopped tongue fucking him, but when I lowered his ass down and looked at his face he knew it was time to take my poz cock. He didn't try and stop me, he just stared back until he felt the head of my cock at his hole. As I started to push I could tell he relaxed and just let me slide right in. A smile came over his face and by the time I got half way in he was working me as much as I was working him. I love a greedy bottom and he was as greedy as they came. I didn't know when he got fucked the last time, or whether that made a difference on how he treated his top, but I'd had my dick in him for only a few minutes and I knew this was going to be a good fuck. I thrust in until my hips bounced off his ass. It's a different feeling when you fuck a guy that's got a big booty. He wasn't huge, but he had a lot of padding everywhere. He didn't grunt or complain when I thrust in so I did it again with about three quarters of my length. "Fuck yeah" he moaned. He liked it hard so I reset my baseline and began to drill him. His eyes were closed and the smile remained on his face. I felt him move his arms around to steady his body while I kept driving him into the bed. Sometimes I plowed him fast and then others it was slower, none of it was gentle. His moaning told me what he liked and what he liked more. I never heard "stop" or "slower" or anything negative. Except his status, which was the last thing I was thinking about. Unlike a lot of my recent fucks, this hookup was just about sex, not trying to share my bug and it changed the dynamic. I'm sure the lack of pressure altered how I fucked him because I started to think about the things on his profile that he was into. Many we couldn't do without some toys or moving into the bathroom or hitting some long closed bathhouse or calling another guy or four. But I had an idea or two that might hint at what we could do given the right surroundings. I rolled him back a little further and began to pile drive my cock into him. His eyes were now wide open and the room was filled with the sounds of two bodies slamming together and a bed under a lot of strain. Several minutes later, I stopped and slowly pulled my cock from his hole, making him whimper at the sudden empty feeling. The gape looked damn good with the shine from my spit and precum reflecting off his tender, exposed chute. "Please?" he begged and I slammed my cock back in and then pulled out slowly again. "Oh god yes!" he cried out as my cock went in. I repeated it a few more times before lowering him back down and giving his ass a hard whack. "On your knees" I said, rolling him over. I could sense his uncertainty, all fours or ass up/head down. "Good little pup" I said as I crouched behind him and shoved back in. My hands were planted on his shoulders, steadying myself as I wailed on his ass. I wasn't sure how long he'd be able to stay braced like he was, but it was a good position for me and I was going to enjoy it for as long as I could. It was about five or six minutes longer when he let out a loud groan and his arms collapsed. Based on his hole spasming around my cock, he was shooting a large load onto the bed. It felt too damn good and I couldn't hold back, shooting four or five ropes of my own venom into his defenseless hole. By this time, his legs had given out as well and he was flat on the bed. I adjusted my position, laying on top of him at first and then pushing myself up by my arms. With the last of his shots finished, I resumed pounding him. My dick was just as hard as it was earlier and I kept going. A lot of bottom guys are done when they cum, but he wasn't one of them. Just like I resumed fucking, he resumed massaging my cock with his ass. "Oh god yeah... fuck me" he yelled out. I needed to slow down a little because I wanted to fuck some more. I rolled off of him and replaced my cock with a pair of fingers. The pair soon became three and they were poking and twisting inside his sloppy pig hole. If he didn't realize I'd already dumped some cum in him before, he did when I fed him some from my fingers. He sucked on them like a starving baby on a mother's tit. Pulling away, I pushed them back into his hole getting them all the way to my knuckles. Any further and I'd need some lube to get my hand in him and that would have to happen another day. I played with his ass some more and then mounted him again. Slow and firm was how I started out, each stroke getting harder. His cummy ass felt so good wrapped around my cock and I knew I wasn't going to last much longer. I pulled him up on to his knees first and drilled a couple more minutes. I wrapped my arms around his chest, giving him a half dozen more thrusts and then pulled him upright. My hips began to slam faster into him and I looked to my left and saw us in the mirror on the wall. We looked so good like that, him obviously with my cock buried deep in his cunt. He glanced over and saw it too. We were staring at each other through our reflection, both of us grinning. "Breed me, papi. Breed me" he cried out while he milked my cock. Just like earlier, I couldn't hold off anymore. My breathing got ragged and then I gave one more shove, planting my throbbing cock in as far as I could. Ropes of hot jizz mixed with the spit and cum from before. "Oh god... thank you, papi" he said softly as the last few spurts shot out. Usually my second load is much smaller than the first and in this case it was reversed. He was filled with my seed and for now, my cock was holding it all in. I rolled us over on to our sides, spooning on the bed. I gave him a few kisses on the back of his neck and a few more on his cheek. We were both covered in sweat and panting as if we'd just come back from a run. Once our breathing and heartrate had slowed, my cock had softened enough to slip out of him. I laid there a few more minutes and then sat up. "So, was that your pity fuck for the year?" he asked as I was reaching for my sweats. "Nah, I don't do pity fucks. Life's too short to waste your time on shit like that. I only fuck guys I'm into" I replied as I pulled one leg on. "So you like fucking fat guys so you can show off your perfect body? Make em wish they were like you - all muscled and thin?" he asked. He didn't sound like he was mocking me, it was more inquisitive. "Sorry, I like to try all sorts of guys. It's more whether I think their going to be a good fuck" I responded, reaching for my t-shirt. I knew he was probing and trying to find out why I'd hooked up with him. "Ah... So I'm just another neg guy you tagged and maybe knocked up?" he then asked, laying there naked, covered in sweat and cum on his bed. "Not really. That might be part of it, but you sounded interesting and I liked a lot of the stuff you had on your profile. We didn't get to most of it so maybe next time we should get a little kinkier" I said, watching him as I slid my gym shoes on. "Next time?" he asked, looking very surprised. "Yeah, why not? I had a great time and I got you to shoot hands free, so I think you did too. Unless you don't want to..." I replied, a little confused. Maybe I had misread him and he was just going through the motions to get the fuck over. He just stared at me a minute before he said "Damn, I didn't even think you'd show up much less want a second time." I could tell he was about to get emotional and I could understand it. I wasn't oblivious to his situation. "Look, I can understand if your self esteem is a little low. People suck and can be damn cruel if you're not their idea of perfect. No one is fuckin perfect. But, you got a lot to offer guys and not just for sex. You're funny, you're smart and damn good in bed. It's a killer combo not a lot of guys have. So yeah, I want a repeat and see what other shit we can try. I bet it's as good as the basic sex we just had" I said, smiling back at him. "Basic sex? That was the best fuck I've had in years. I blew three times and barely touched my dick. Any time you want to go again, I'll be ready" he said, grinning at me. "It was pretty vanilla. We just fucked. It may have gotten a little rough at times, but it wasn't anything wild or kinky. Just a good ole Saturday night, ball drainin' fuck" I said as I stood up and headed towards his door. As I got there I turned and said "Next Saturday, I'll bring the rope and a few toys." "I got a few of my own" he replied as I walked out of his apartment.

Yeah, I love to make my bottom cum first. I like him to kneel in front of me while he masturbates. I tell him to cum in his hand and not spill his sperm. I make him lube my cock with his seed then I fuck his ass. I think my bottom is more aware of my cock fucking his hole if he isn't horny and he should get his pleasure from being fucked by me. Also I think his hole stays tighter once he's had his balls milked. Only been refused a few times, once a lad was trying to get out of taking my load but I coerced him into it and forced my cock inside his hole. I think it's the mark of a true submissive to serve his alpha as ordered.

In the 80's A few years back, I lived in large cosmopolitan city in the Deep South. Just before I left, I saved up some money, and bought myself one of the quintessential used white vans that could be seen everywhere in the city. I padded and carpeted the back floor, sides, and roof, and put in a small cabinet and extra-heavy curtains behind the cab and on the windows ... the usual stuff for then. I also added something special: a padded sawhorse with restrains on the legs and cross piece. As soon as I had finished, I need to test it. As I lived only a few blocks from downtown, I walked to a local bar, I cruised a number of guys, and settling on a hot looking victim: early-20's, auburn hair, dirty-blonde hair, blue eyes. (Yeah, I'm a sucker for blue eyes.) He said his name was Jim. After chatting a bit, I invited him back to my place for sex. When we got to my place, he said that he didn't get fucked ... that he never had, and never would be, because he was afraid of AIDS, and even a condom might break. I said that I was okay with that. We stripped naked, fooled around a bit, and smoked some weed in my bedroom. I suggested that I show him my van. We both threw on clothes, and went back down to where I parked it. I told him we had to take off our shoes before getting in the back. I grinned when he told me he liked the back, but wasn't sure what the sawhorse was for. I told him I'd demonstrate it. I lay down prone on it first, and let him restrain me. After he let me up, I coaxed my intended victim to lie prone on it, and I secured his wrists, ankles, thighs and chest. I then put a gag in his mouth, and asked what he thought of my contraption. All I heard form behind the gag was a muffled response. I took a knife, and cut off his belt, t-shirt, and jeans. He kept pulling at the restraints and trying to yell while I was doing it, but the restraints were firm and the gag was very effective. I was sure with the padding that no one outside the van could hear him. I got a jar of Vaseline from the cabinet, shucked my clothes, and greased up his asshole. I then spread his ass-cheeks, and pressed my dick head against his hole. He he kept trying to writhe and twist to get away while yelling into the gag. Grabbing his hips, I forced my entire thick rock-hard naked seven inch dick deep inside my victim in one shove. For a second his body froze before he screamed into the gag and fought like mad to get free. I took my time plowing his ass, enjoying how it convulsed around the cock that had destroyed his virginity. He continued to gurgle behind the gag and writhe, still pulling in vane at the restraints. Eventually, I decided I'd had enough, so I fucked him faster until I felt my balls start to draw up. Yelling "Take it, bitch," I rammed in balls-deep and splattered a huge load in him. He was crying as I withdrew my cock from his violated asshole. I cleaned-up myself, cleaned-up his ass, and dressed myself. As I stepped out of the van he resumed yelling into the gag. Perfect: I could barely hear him with the door open; with it shut, I couldn't hear anything at all. I drove the van to a leather bar, and parked it at the far end of the lot before I went inside. One by one, I began approaching men to see if they were interested in what I had to offer. It wasn't long before I found my first taker: an average biker type in boots and jeans. We walked out to my van, and climbed in back. He ran his hands over Jim's ass, murmuring "Nice." Jim pulled desperately at the restraints and yelled into the gag. "He okay with this?" the biker asked. I smiled "Why wouldn't he be?" The biker smirked, "Got it. Besides, I don't fuckin' care." By the time he had his clothes off, his dick was already hard. He stepped between Jim's secured legs, rammed it in and started fucking. In short order he blew a juicy load into Jim's ass. He dressed and we left. "Hot hole. Thanks," he said as he split. Over the next hours, I found eight different guys similar to the biker, all ages and races and sizes, each of whom eagerly mounted, plowed, and shot his load in the restrained victim's rectum. After the second guy, Jim stopped yelling, and began to uselessly blubber pleas behind the gag. His ass filled with more and more cum, some of which dribbled down the insides of his thighs as each new cock displaced some to make room for another guy's load. The last guy was the topper: a old biker, in his late 50's or early 60's, hairy, balding, salt & pepper beard, beer belly, smoking a fat cigar. I took him to the van like all the others, he fingered the cum dripping from Jim's hole, and grinned at me lopsided as he commented "Guess Ah'm not the first tonight, eh? That's okay. Ah like sloppy seconds." He unbuttoned his jeans, and brought out a very large cock and balls that were the size of goose eggs. It only took a few strokes for his cock to become a tool the size of a tall beer can with a huge steel PA. "Holy shit!" I muttered. Grinning lewdly, he asked "Think he can take this?" "He has a choice?" I answered. The biker laughed "Shit, no!" Still smoking his stogie, he stepped in and pressed the head against Jim's hole. "Hold on, fucker. This's gonna be a bumpy ride." He then began pushing himself inside Jim who renewed his whimpering and writhing. He slapped his ass. "Ah'm horny as hell, an' it's my turn at yer butthole." He then forced the entirely of his monster cock up the defenceless asshole, and Jim resumed screaming into the gag. "Take it slut!" Pausing a second, his huge dick buried balls deep in Jim's asshole, he glanced at me and commented "Hot hole... still sorta tight," adding the wry remark "for now." He then vigorously ploughed Jim who turned his face to me, tears streaking his face. I bent down and pretended to listen to him. I told the biker "He said he doesn't get fucked." Demonic lust contorted the biker's face. "That so? Lyin' slut. My dick too big for ya? Too bad." He rammed into Jim, who whimpered and quivered as the biker's trusts became brutal. "Ah'll just teach yer hole to open up an' like it. Ah'll fuckin' make it open up." I got hard watching him assault my victim's hole and my victim's fingers and toes reflexively curling and flexing. The old biker's stamina was incredible. He'd brutally plow Jim non-stop for ten minutes, slow down or stop for a few, his cock still lodged in Jim's ass, only to resume brutally plowing him. Some 45 minutes later he was still at it. He looked over at me and commented "Ah could do this all night, but Ah gotta be at work in a few hours." Grasping Jim's hips tighter, he launched into an assault far more rapid and brutal than the prior ones, his huge balls slapping loudly against Jim's butt. "Gettin' there, slut. Yer hole's wide open an' Ah'm about to blow. Ah yeah. Ah yeah, TAKE IT SLUT!" He threw his head back and bellowed, his monster cock buried to the hilt in Jim's ass. Wave after wave of orgasm wracked the biker as he came and came in Jim. Finally spent, he pulled back abruptly from Jim. "Fuck!" He looked at me. Damned good fuck." He began stuffing his softening cock and balls back in his jeans, the front of which were dark and damp with sweat, ass juices and various loads of cum in Jim's ass. He slapped Jim on the ass. "Hope ya liked that ... Ah sure did! Felt like Ah shot a gallon of cum up yer butthole." He opened the door, stepped out, then turned back with a really evil grin on his face. "By the way, all that hot seed Ah just shot in yer ass? t's dirty ... radioactive ... POZ." He laughed, slammed the door, and walked away. Jim began sobbing. My cock was once more rock hard.

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....

I almost felt sorry for the guy. Here he was, a new join to our leather club, having recently moved to the area for his first job as an IT guy, and he allowed me to be his mentor. Not that I minded- he was short and beefy, had a bushy beard and a nerdish shyness still at 24. Most importantly, he was eager to be a part of our group, to find a family in this new location. I quickly took him under my wing, introducing him to the entire group, a mostly over 40 crowd still clinging to the old gay ways of yesteryear. No phone apps or hookup sites, just a weekly bar meeting and get togethers. Hell, I'm pushing 50 now, so I guess I'm in prime daddy zone myself. Anyways-the new meat stuck by my side during his first meeting, and I made sure the other 10 guys kept their distance. He seemed to like the way I looked in my leather harness, despite my hairy belly protruding and my middle age hairy tits. He commented on my nipple rings, and gently tugged at them as if he had never seen them before on a man. I put my arm around him, and we sat that way thru the boring meeting, only disengaging when he went up front to tell everyone a little about himself. As the men dispersed after the meeting and began drinking, I got me and the new meat some drinks, and walked us back to a darker corner of the bar. I took my pipe out and lit it, sending a cloud of smoke around the both of us. Meat seemed to like this, as he moved in closer and smiled at me. I nodded to him and grabbed his bearded face and pulled him to my lips. I exhaled more pipe smoke into his face, removed my pipe, and went in for my first kiss. He accepted my tongue, and our beards meshed together, his black to my salt and pepper. I took hold of his black T-shirt and began lifting it over his head. Once removed, my hand caressed his hairy torso, feeling the beginnings of his young bear gut and his flabby pecs. I could see in my mind's eye how he'd look in another 10 years- a nice fat bear with bitch titties, bald like me with the traditional bald man fringe. I pinched his nipples as I caressed him, continuing to engulf him in my pipe smoke. He responded to my advances eagerly, so easily seduced by this daddy bear in a new city. With my hand resting on his belly, and my pipe clenched in my jaw, I began telling him how the leather group was pretty close: our cookouts, weekend trips, movie nights. His eyes lit up, and I knew he was excited to be joining us. He expressed surprise there wasn't an apprenticeship to join the group, but I let him know we weren't like some of the more formal leather groups. He nodded and finished his drink, so I moved him in front of me as I sat on a stool, his back resting against my belly and my arms reaching around and holding him in place. He leaned his head back, and my pipe was right next to his face. He seemed to enjoy being so close to it, breathing in deeply and smiling. I began working both his nipples gently, and I felt them firm up as he pushed back into me. "You like Daddy's pipe, don't ya boy?" The meat responded by shaking his head yes, and I patted his belly and blew more smoke in his face. "Let me show you something," I said as I released my grip on him. I walked him to a door across the room, and we entered the dark space. Closing the door, I flipped the light switch and he saw the dungeon room in all its glory. Sling, fuck bench, chains with restraints hanging from the ceiling. His eyes grew wide and I embraced him, kissing him again and again as I unbuttoned his pants. "Since you're new, we need to get you dressed properly so you fit in with the rest of us. Take off your jeans and underwear, then put your boots back on." My prey offered no resistance, and I moved to the far wall and from a shelf removed an item for our new member. I motioned and he quickly was at my side. Seeing him naked in only his black boots was almost more than I could take. Such a hot piece of meat, so innocent in his desire to belong, his 6" cock half erect. I handed him a leather jock strap, and helped him get into it. I could see he was turned on, but also a little embarrassed to be letting a man dress him . I pulled him in and kissed his lips again, gently patting his ball sack inside the leather pouch of the jock strap. "You like your new outfit, boy?". He said he did, but expressed concern there wasn't more of it. I assured him this was enough for now, and told him to fold his street clothes and place them on the shelf where I had removed his jock. He did so quietly, and as he walked back to me, and grabbed his nipples and began twisting and working them. He winced until I stopped, then I pulled him in tightly and kissed him, fondling his exposed hairy ass as I did. I could feel his cock jump inside the pouch. I pointed to a vest on a hanger across the room, its front showing years of wear yet still a beautiful piece. "That vest has been mine for 30 years. I got it when I first joined this leather club. Doesn't fit so well around my belly now. It'll be yours by the end of the night if you want it". He seemed touched by this gesture, and was about to speak before I cut him off. "Get on your knees and thank Daddy for your new clothes," I said, pushing down on his shoulders until he was on his knees in front of me. I unzipped my leather pants, and let my cock flop out. Gripping it in one hand, I squeezed it until a drip of precum leaked out the end. "Lick it off, boy. Suck Daddy's cock". My prey fully cooperated, engulfing my leaky 7" thick cock in his hairy mouth. I let him suck me a few minutes before pulling out and wiping my cock in his beard. I pulled him up, and again assaulted his mouth with my tongue. His cock was rock hard, pushing out into it's leather prison. "As President of this club, boy, I get to decide who's allowed to join. You sure you want to join? You can still leave if you've changed your mind." He didn't answer, he just began rubbing my cock, and put his head down on my chest. I knew he was mine. I guided him over to the fuck bench, and helped him place his hands and knees properly, and then strapped them in place. Once secured, I smacked his ass hard with my hand, intending to leave a welt. He was startled, but did not protest. I pulled a stool over, and sat between his legs with his ass in front of me. I pulled his cheeks wide, revealing the hairy insides of his crack and his pink puckered hole. My cock began dripping at the thought of taking this hole, making it mine to fuck and breed. To control. My tongue plunged deep, tasting his musk as it darted in and out, savoring the first taste of what was going to be MY hole from now on. Lost in my desires, I tongued him continually for 20-30 minutes, until I was unable to wait any longer. I stood, kicking the stool out of my way. I quickly filled my pipe and lit it, breathing deeply and inhaling as much as possible. I walked up to his head and grabbed his hair, lifting his face to look at me. "Take a hit of Daddy's pipe, boy." His look of confusion amused me. "Take a hit, and suck Daddy's smoke into your lungs. I want you to have the taste of it in your mouth as I fuck you. As I make you My pipe boy". I held the pipe to his lips, and he pulled in a mouthful of smoke and inhaled, trying his best to not cough but failing miserably. I saw smoke come out his mouth, and his nostrils, and I grabbed his beard. "You did good for the first time, pipe boy. You'll do better next time." He nodded and I released his hair. Moving back between his legs, I began rubbing my cockhead directly on his hole, smearing my leaking juices onto the pink wrinkles of his puckered ass. I began pushing my mushroom head into his ass, then backing out and pushing in again. Each time coating his insides with more of my precum. He moaned with each entry, his hole still not lubed enough to not cause him discomfort. As I backed out the last time, I spit directly on his hole, and pushed in quickly, burying all 7" at once. He let out a yelp, and I leaned forward and put my hands on his shoulders. "It'll get easier, boy, just accept Daddy's cock." I began fucking in and out, and saw blood streaks on the top of my shaft. "You're bleeding a bit, boy, but that's ok. I'll add more lube." Again I spit on my cock, and shoved it back into the meat on the fuck bench in front of me. Soon I could hear the familiar sounds of sloshing and smacking associated with fucking. My precum was making it nice inside the boy's hole, coating his guts with my juices. To his credit, his hole never lost its grip. Each backward movement it grabbed my cock tighter, squeezing out more of my cock juice. My pipe was blazing by now, filling the room with hazy smoke, making even a lifelong smoker like myself dizzy from the nicotine high. I fuck into him harder and harder, his body rocking from my thrusts. "I'm cumming pig! You want my load?! You wanna join our club?!". The pig yelled yes, begging me to fuck and cum in him. I thrust more, eyeing my prey as I watched my cock move in and out. "You're mine, boy, all of you! Join Daddy's club!". My cock spasmed, shooting jet after jet of my toxic cum into his young hairy ass. But I kept fucking, moving in and out, from side to side, trying to hurt him, to tear his ass open with my cock. Until finally I stopped. My assault was over. I dropped to my knees, removed my pipe, and buried my face into his newly bred hole. Tonguing him passionately, I ground my beard into his newly initiated ass. I licked the juices from his hole, covering my beard with the remnants of this rough fuck- his blood, flecks of brown, my own cum. All of it. I wanted to claim this as my property, and I wanted to wear this in my beard for all to see. When I pulled my face away, I could see cum dripping from the edge of the leather jock the boy was wearing. He came from getting fucked, like a good pig. I patted his ass, and began undoing his restraints. I helped him off and over to a chair, where I sat him down and allowed him to lick my cock clean. I walked over to the vest, removed it from the hanger, and told him to stand. Without showing him the back, I helped him into his new vest, and told him how good he looked in it. "Ever better than I did back when it was first given to me", I added. He smiled at me. I then reached into my jeans pocket, and pulled a thick chain collar I had saved for just this moment. "Now that you're mine, boy, we need to let the rest of the group know, cuz I don't share my property with anyone". He stood still as I fastened the chain around his neck. Once it was placed, I kissed him again, fully embracing my new meat. We left the room together, our fellow club members noticing us as we approached. He was a sight to behold. A new young leather pipe boy, wearing his leather jock strap, black boots, and a well-worn leather vest, emblazoned on the back with a 16" bright red biohazard symbol, to show everyone he was a member of a club he didn't know he had just joined.

Jonathan was a young college student; he had just turned 20 and starting his freshman year. Jon was 5’11 brown hair with blue eyes weighing 160 and a bubble butt! He was older than most of the freshmen, he was held back in first grade and it always made him much older than all his classmates. He just barely made it to college with his C + average, luckily, he was a legacy as his Mother and Father both graduated and the donation his grandfather made did not hurt. Jon was incredibly attractive and got hit on a lot and he had been with lots of women but always had a desire to see what it would be like to be with men. One night he decided to explore a gay bar on the trip he had heard lots of guys talk about who stumbled in thinking it was just a bar and as the stories go they would quickly leave to find some pussy. Jon decided to go and see what it was all about. He arrived and ordered a coke with lime and sat at a high top table and the first guy who came over was at least 60 years old and he chatted for a minute and put his hand on the boys leg and he moved his hand off his leg and the old guy left. Then an Early 50’s guy came over and chatted him up and bought him another drink. That must have had alcohol in it as the boy smiled and chatted with the older guy soon the 60 year old came back up and put his arm around the 50 year old and that seemed to be too much for the boy and he excused himself and went to the bathroom. I made my move and went to the bathroom also; he was at the stall pissing and I took the one to his right and pulled out my big dick and held it there. He looked and watched as I pissed and then jacked my dick a little and he remained and got rock hard watching me. I tucked my dick back in my pants and said, boy those old guys were all over you. I stood next to him, here I was 6’2 180 37 years old right next to a hot college boy. He was incredibly nervous, and I leaned in and whispered in his earl, you are a good-looking guy. Put your dick back in your pants and meet me in the bar. I want to get to know you! I walked out and he followed me a few minutes later and looked for me and spotted me at a corner booth and come over and I had already ordered him another drink and he sat and introduced himself as Jon and I told him it was nice meeting him but never told him my name. He drank down his drink and soon was slurring his words. Boy, come with me I have someplace I want to show you. The boy followed a little wabbly since he had some g in his drink. I took him into a back room and told him to take off his pants. He tried and I had to help him. I told him to bed over and he followed instructions and as he was holding onto the bench, I lubed his ass and slide in the enema. Piss from guys who partied the night before. The boy moaned as the t started to absorb inside him and I rubbed his back and told him to hold it in. Ten minutes later I decide it was time and took him over to the toilet and let him loose the piss and clean out. I told him how good he did and took him back and had him bend over and we did it all again. By the time I was done he was flying. I cleaned him up with rag and told him to put his pants back on, his once hard dick was a tina dick now. I lead him to the back door, and we left and walked a block and half to a video store, and he followed me in. I got changed and then we headed back to the booths. I went to a both with two glory holes and put some money in and told him to undress and just leave his shoes on. He followed and was soon naked in front of me. I told him to get on his knees, he did, and I began unbuttoning my jeans and soon fished out my big dick and told him to open his mouth. I started to suck, and the kid was awful. It was not long, and a guy stuck his dick through the hole, I pulled him off my cock and turned his head and told him to practice on his dick. Boy you need to learn how to suck dick. I put some poppers under his nose and told him to inhale both the right and the left twice and he opened up and started to suck a 7” medium thickness dick for what looked to be an older guy from the pubes he had some gray hair showing in his bush. Jon bobbed up and down on the guys dick who seemed to be enjoying it and then he started to moan, and I held Jon’s head and knew the guy would soon shoot his load in Jon’s mouth. Not minute later Jon started to choke and gag as the guy came in him I and coxed Jon to swallow boy, just swallow. The guy pulled out and zipped up and Jon looked up at me somewhat embarrassed and I just said good boy. Open your mouth I instructed and then I spit two wads of spit in his mouth and told him to swallow. The other door opened, I rubbed my finger on the hole and this soft but thick dick slide through. There you go boy, I chirped, and he worked his way over on his knees and took the dick in his mouth and began to suck it, I pulled him off twice to feed him poppers and soon the guy on the other side began to grunt and I held Jon’s head and this time he was ready and sucked down the guys load. The guy pulled out and zipped up and I heard the door and Jon looked up and opened his mouth and I spit in it twice. I had him suck my dick and he was greatly improved, and he would get better in time. Then the dick I was waiting for, long had to be 8” but on the thin side but rock yard. He went over without being asked and started sucking it while I got down and lubed up his little pussy. Slide a finger in him and he moaned and then I told him to stand up and turn around and I held the guys dick as I lined up Jon’s hole and slowly pressed him back on that dick. Jon looked at me like he knew he should not be doing it, but the guy started slowly fucking his ass and Jon immediately started to moan. I put the poppers under his nose, and he huffed, and the guy started hitting the wall slamming his dick into Jon. It must have hurt some since Jon went to pull away some, but I pushed his hips back and said be a good boy and take his dick. Jon did not fight and left his ass up against the wall and five minutes later the guy slammed into him and shot into Jon’s ass. The boys first loads, two down his throat and one up his ass. It was hot to watch. I had him suck three more dicks and take their loads and then told him it was time to go. He hot dressed even as cum dripped out of his hole and followed me out of the booth and I back to my car and he got in and never asked where we were going and I drove him back to my place. We walked in and I told him to get undressed, socks and all. I grabbed the torch and a bowl and told him to watch as I lit it up and slowly inhaled and then leaned down to kiss him and gave him a gunshot. He inhaled and coughed, and I told him I wanted to see him do it. He grabbed the pipe and I lit it and I told him to slowly inhale now. He did and took a huge hit and coughed less this time. Nice boy now do three more hits and I will be right back. I went into my bedroom and pulled up BBRT and searched for buddies and shot off a few emails, sent some text and posted a party. Hot young negative boy looking for loads tonight. No load refused! Took three already! Now, I was not interested in everyone who hit me up for the party but I started to get text back and shoot out invites to my place and had guys use the back door to my house where you could walk right into a mud room and there was a guest room off that. I took Jon to the playroom and set him up on all fours after I had him slip on a jock. One of my bottom fucks left it, it was a little tight on him, but it framed his lily-white ass just right. I unbuckled my pants and got between his legs and spit on his hole and slide my dick in him and he yelped and I tossed him the poppers and told him to use them as his ass started to accommodate my thick 9 inch dick. I fucked him for ten minutes and shot my load in him and pulled out and cleaned up and then grabbed his hands and fastened them to the headboard and slipped a blindfold on him. I got a text a bud was around the corner, so I slipped a rock in his well lubed ass and left him there for my bud to find. My bud came in and knew exactly what to do, I had the door the rest of the house locked and could see the room on video and when guys came in. My buddy is white 6’4 Red hair, 230 pounds all muscle and loves young boy ass. He also has a huge 8” beer can dick. The poor boy is starting out with a huge fucking dick, even bigger thicker than mine. He appeared and immediately started undressing and examined his new little toy. Fingered his ass, one and then two and finally three fingers in him. My buddy went to the top drawer of my dresser and pulled out a ball gag and slipped it in the boy’s mouth and fastened it. He then lined up his fat dick at the boys hole and lubed it up and pressed it against the hole that was still tight and slowly slide in as we both heard the boys muffled pleases to stop and scream as his hole gave way. It is always hot to watch my him fuck a newbie, he gets off on the pain he causes and shows little mercy. He re-arranged Jon’s insides for five minute and gave him a break. Jon must have thought it was over, bottoms usually do and then he slides in deep in one quick move and started it all over again. Each time the boy protested less and soon my buddy was long dicking him and said boy you want this load and she shoved it deep in Jon and unloaded as his body shook. Mike always did cum a ton. He pulled out and cleaned up in the bathroom and left passing an older guy late 50’s on the way in. Mike nodded and the older guy tall and skinny with white hair came in and immediately started eating the boys loose cummy hole. Even with the ball gag in you could hear Jon whimper. The old guy who I had never seen said he had a 9” dick but had not pulled it out and just kept eating that loose cum filled hole and then he pulled off and he pulled out a needless syringe and shoved it up the boys hole and shot the content in. He then undressed revealing a long soft dick. He pulled out another syringe and shot it in his dick and it slowly began to rise and thicken and soon he was at full mast. Nice long dick. From the angle it had to be closer to 10 inches. He felt Jon’s entire boy and just slowly fucked him and eventually began to pick up pace. He began to tell Jon he loved slutty young boys. Then he said, you are a pussy boy, a fucking anonymous cum dump pussy boy. A minute or two later the door opened, and this young guy walked in. Tall, thin but average looking. He disclosed in his emails that he was poz in the email to me and he just had not fucked much since being diagnosed a few weeks ago. He asked is the boy was neg and if he cared and I told him that the bottom said all loads and that includes your poz load. He quickly asked for the address and said he would be there in 20 minutes. The older guy started breathing heavy as the young guy stood in the doorway jacking his dick fully clothed. Soon the old man shot his load in Jon and pulled out. When he realized he had an audience he winked at the kid who got up on the bed and slide right inside Jon and began fucking him after unbuckling his belt and pants. The kid must have been pent up because he fucked Jon for eight minutes and shot his first load inside him. His body shook as he unloaded, and he moaned. The old guy said nice as he walked out, and the boy began to kiss Jon all over his back and feel his body. He began to fuck him again and ten minutes later he shot another and then five minutes later another load up his neg ass. He leaned down and kissed his neck and I hard him say, boy you have me deep inside you forever now. I am going to come back tonight and give you more cum and if you are lucky, I may even fist that beautiful ass of yours. He pulled out and slide two fingers in Jon and then three and twisted them around inside him. Nice, the kid said as he pulled out and slapped Jon’s ass and said that they would have fun later. Jon needed a break and a bump so I locked the outside door and went into Jon and gave him a bootie bump and thought how hot it would be for that kid to fist his ass tonight. I decided I would set it up.

Met a Bi guy a few times. He is married but says he wants out. Mentioned that he wanted to try raw, however in the 2 occasions we have met, he has reached for condoms. Messaged on Saturday to say he wanted to fuck me, promised that if he left her, he would come see me.. I reminded him about raw. He messages me an hour later. Wanted me to ring him, gave me his number, that is a first. He has left her, wants to come round. Point is, I am having dental work done, cannot really give a BJ, there is wet laundry upstairs, to be honest I am not in the mood. But he has left her and wants to come round. An Englishman word is his bond, so I say Ok. He will be there in 30 mins. No time to douche, just tidy up and shower. Pissing down with rain and he turns up. Good, he is keen. He has a nice dic, and sure enough he goes in raw. He loves it, surprised how smooth and warm it is in my guts. As a fuck, I have had better, but I am the first guy he has bred (and I know I am), that was hot. We chat a bit after, have a cup of tea and then he says he better be going and gets the night bus. Was glad about that, may like him, but didn't want to spend the night. All done in 90 mins, Now that is the best way I have spent the extra hour when the clocks go back.

if you really wanna be a cumdumpster just do what I do. lay on a fuckbench or in a public sling naked or just a jockstrap with your hole lubed up and with a blindfold on and just let anybody fuck you bareback. don't even bring any condoms and if a guy tries to fuck you with one pull it off. most guys will just breed you and take off. its great to let men know that you are a cumdump and you didn't come to pose and look cute, you came to get fucked and take loads. the blindfold tells guys that you are willing to let anyone fuck you no matter what they look like. it has always got me used by a lot of men

That's exactly what I think. I do have the same desires that @StockingsBB describes, and that's exactly the reason, why I'm on PrEP, so I can live my desires by reducing the risk of an infection. I can't see how taking a pill every night before goint to bed reduces the spontaneity of sex. You don't need to prep before you meet someone, it's just part of your daily routine, like brushing your teeth ... I wouldn't consider that as a lust killer.

Hey thank you for responding. Sorry it took me a couple days to come back to this topic - I've been an emotional wreck over it. It seems so silly but I feel like this is something I need to do for my spiritual health. I appreciate your encouragement and like the idea of taking some vacation time to slut it up.

I am versatile and love sex. After many years in a monogamous relationship and got on Prep, I’ve been enjoying sex (Pre Covid) I’m not a big chaser or wanting to be pozzed. I want to continue having great sex and meeting cool guys. I mostly bottom now thanks to prep have been negative and wish to stay that way. No disrespect to any that think different.

From the Evening Standard of November 1, 2018: It was argued during the hearing [before the Court of Appeal] that Rowe's sentence was "manifestly excessive" and "wrong in principle". But Lady Justice Hallett announced: "A life sentence is a sentence of last resort, reserved for cases of extreme gravity, but in this case we are satisfied that the judge was right to conclude that the applicant is dangerous." She added: "The nature and seriousness of the offences was such that only a life sentence was justified, despite the applicant's age and his previous background." Rowe was convicted in November [2017] and when sentenced by Judge Christine Henson QC in April [2018] she told him that statements from victims described "living with a life sentence as a result of your cruel and senseless acts". -------- Rowe was convicted of 5 counts of causing grievous bodily harm with intent and 5 counts of attempting to cause grievous bodily harm. GBH is equivalent to first degree assault in the state where I practiced law; the maximum sentence for first degree assault (and for attempted first degree assault) is 25 years (no parole, but the prison term can be reduced by good time credit). A judge could reasonably conclude, as the trial judge did, that a life sentence was warranted. And to say that the harm to the victims is insignificant because of the availability of antiviral drugs, thus warranting a lesser sentence, seems a weak reed to support the contention. If Rowe had cut off an arm or leg of 5 of his victims, he could hardly expect a lesser sentence just because the amputee victims would each have the benefit of a prosthetic limb.

And a short time after I’m begging for it again. Thanks but it is discussed at length with my therapist. It is part of my BDSM life, and I do enjoy it, just not in the moment.

Well @Dubconforlife... thanks for many things... For your story at first, well written, easy to be read, even by a foreign reader like me, and with a good rhythm (I suppose that in real life everything would have been slower... more resistance, second thoughts, regrets and revenge’s feelings but subsequently a more boring never ending story). Thanks for what I suppose to be a final chapter ... oh, please, don’t misunderstand me I simply love the stories with a begin and a end, that made the story complete (of course then Parker Brothers will be always welcome but in another story). Finally, at last but not least, thanks for the description of what I think to be the real domination... Dominate someone only by force or heavy drugs is IMHO to easy to do, everyone would be able to do it, instead the real domination is more subtitle, you have to be able to induce someone to recognise its own real nature and to desire to be part of your projects. It’s a pleasure you have found this site.

@Dubconforlifedon't know what your feeling is toward a toxic load or two but Ev would be ripe for the picking. But don't want to spoil your story. Keep going, it's hot as fuck.

Ha. He told me, "Well, now that the barrier's broken, I guess there's no reason to look back." But said if I hook up with anyone else, I better wear a condom. I think I agreed. Can't remember.

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

I was that straight guy. Now I only want cock. The cock that turned me...

I find this hard too. The one time I came first I just wanted the fuck to be over rather than be a ‘good’ bottom. Although I think the top got off on the fact I wasn’t liking it

Fuck! @Dubconforlife, you are the best new author we have had on this site in a long time. Your stories are amazing. Thank you so much for sharing them!

Eat light and make sure you hold is spotless as you might be doing ATM as you will be the main attraction. You can pre stretch your hole unless you have man cunt and bring your favorite lube and no deodorant of any kind.

Jake groaned and drove his hips deeper into Seth as his hole seemed to be milking all his cares away. "here" seth offered, as he turned onto his knees and against the couch. "now you can drive it nice and deep" Seth panted, as he spread his thick ass to expose his swollen pink pussy. Jake stared at the winking mancunt, the soft blonde fuzz that bordered it framed the hole and made it look inviting and natural. How many times had he cum into Seth? he couldnt think of a number if he tried. Instead He watched as he willingly fed his prick back up inside, gripping seths hips he began to pound hard. "that a boy" seth groaned. "breed that cunt baby." Jake needed no encouragement, and with one long final stroke he buried his leaking poz cock to the hilt, spilling another copious load into the devious boys sloppy ring. "Get some rest buddy, We have a big party coming up next weekend and I'd hate for you to miss it." Jake collapsed back onto the couch. "I cant do any more of this man" he pleaded. "now thats not the can-do attitude of a good top at all Jake. Be there sunday night for board games and movies!" Seth offered with a bright eyed smile. Seeing no reaction, he added coldly as he tugged his pants back on and headed to the door, "Or your boyfriend might find out where you like to shoot your cum instead." The days ticked by and soon enough, Jake found himself pulling into Seths driveway. He knew this was wrong, but just thinking about the chance to breed the two cumdumps again made him throb. rapping at the door he was greeted by a jock-clad Mikey who invited him in. "Hi Jake! I hope you dont mind but i couldnt find a good board game so I thought we'd play with this instead." Seth nodded to the curly haired boy on his couch, pants pooled around his ankles. Jake began to wonder why he ever thought Seths intentions would be more than manipulative. "who the hell is he?" Jake replied incredulously as he watched Seth continue to stroke the boys uncut meat. "meet..." Seth paused as he fished through a wallet to find an ID. "Chris!" Seth chimed. "thats my name too" the boy slurred, turning to look at Jake with glassy eyes and a laugh. "he was mikeys uber driver today and then he decided to stay and have fun, isnt that right Chris?" Seth paused for the boys foggy mind to register the question. "uh huh" he nodded. "here" seth reached for the boys hand and placed it around his cock. "keep jerking it baby just like that, I need to talk to Jake for a minute" As if on autopilot, Chris obeyed and began stroking. "what the hell is wrong with him?" jake asked. "Nothing buddy we just gave him some feel good medicine." seth calmly assured. "more like medicine cabinet" mikey snickered. raising his voice, Seth announced to his newfound plaything, "Chris just turned nineteen! and Jake stopped by to give him a nice birthday present isnt that right jake" Seth turned to Jake and began undoing his jeans. "you cant be serious..." Jake stammered. "YEP!" seth smiled, fishing the tops hard cock out. "but its a surprise" Seth announced. "I love surprises my girlfrinnnd got me a cool hat once" Chris smiled to Jake. "Yeah surprises are fun arent they Chris! so no hints jake or youll spoil the gift." seth stared coldly into Jakes eyes and made his intent clear. "Off." Seth pointed to Jakes clothes and he reluctantly removed them. "now isnt that better? Lets get comfy on the couch." Seth offered, and returned to the stroking young man. "Your weiner is...huge" chris slurred, as he selfishly reached over to slide his hand up and down the length. "god thats big" he mumbled, pumping Jakes cock. "remember what i called your butt chris?" pausing to think for a moment his eyes lit up, "oh hah yeah man" he stumbled to his feet. "my boypussy" he giggled, spreading his cheeks and revealing his hole, "Thats right." Seth smiled as Jakes hard cock began to drool at the sight of the boys virgin hole. "Can Jake taste your boypussy Chris?" "heh okay" he smiled. Thanks to Seths hard work, Jakes first instinct seeing the bright pink hole was in fact to begin tonguing it mercilessly, slowly relaxing it. "oh fuck" chris groaned, as Jake hungrily slurped away at the tight hole. "Doesnt that feel nice chris?" Seth encouraged the boy. "its really good" he panted, willingly surrendering his tiny pucker to Jakes warm wet mouth. "You know what to do Jake, just keep eating that tasty boypussy" Seth squeezed a cool dollop of lube into his fingertips and began working Jakes rock hard shaft. "Remember to jerk your cock Chris, make it feel good." Seth smiled as the boy obediently resumed stroking his leaking prick. With one last groan Chris surrendered his load into seths waiting palm as he stroked the boys chin, his tight cunt squeezing against Jakes tongue. "Chris, lean back on the couch and let Jake kneel between your legs buddy." Seth positioned the spun out boy onto the couch with a plop, and slid his legs up and out to expose his hole. "now just relax buddy" Seth began administering the boys cum liberally onto his hole as Jake watched Seth violate Chris with his own fluids. "give me a little push chis, nice and gentle" the boy complied, and naively continued to assist Seth in his own pozzing as his finger slipped inside the virgins hole. "hes really tight. Mikey can you get some more medicine?" As if second nature, Mikey loaded a syringe and quickly returned to the boys side, wrapping tight plastic tubing around his arm. "what is that?" Chris asked with a nervous look. "Its okay baby we're just going to give you more feel good medicine. Make a big fist for me" Seth wrapped Chris' hand into a fist, and he complied. "now just watch me Chris. where are my fingers?" "inside" Chris groaned as Seth began firmly massaging his prostate. "inside where?" Seth prompted, as Mikey slowly drove the needle into the distracted boy. "youre inside me- my...in my boy pussy" he panted, flexing his hole and luxuriating in the new and exotic pleasure coursing through him. "thats right. now hold on tight baby" Seth watched as Mikey finished up and gently released the tubing from the young mans arm. "f-fuck me!" chris gasped, as he began bucking against Seths fingers, buried deep inside him. "Aw, you guessed the surprise" Seth reached to grip Jakes leaking cock and guide him closer to the shimmering pink cunt "Jake is going to take his big pretty cock and put it where my fingers were, deep in your boy pussy. doesnt that sound fun?" Chris nodded enthusiastically, desperate for anything to fill him. "hes going to fuck me?" Chris looked up at Jake who was now well past the point of any self control. "yeah, I'll fuck you buddy" Jake smiled, forgetting about the toxic precum pouring from the head of his babymaker. "Jakes really good at fucking boypussy chris. Just relax and let the big cock in" Seth stepped back and gave Jake a gentle push as he began to press against the straight boys delicate hole. "its too big?" Chris slurred, confused at the lack of progress as Jake continued to gently press against the defiant hole. "no baby, youll open right up, just watch" Jake took the boys legs and placed them on his shoulders as the head of his cock disappeared. "mmh" chris grunted, and as he took a deep breath, Jakes thick poz tool slid deeper inside until his balls were nudging against the slender teens ass. Chris let out a guttural moan as Jake flexed his meat inside the boy. "How does it feel Chris?" Seth began stroking the boys now flacid member. "full" Chris mumbled, as he caressed his chest and stomach. "goood" he sighed, as Jake began slowly sliding in and out of the delirious straight boy. As the minutes ticked by, Seth paused to confirm things were proceeding as intended and tugged at Jakes hips until his prick slid entirely out with a lewd slurp. "No! dont!" Chis whined, as he reached forward to paw seth away. "dont take it out jake please?" he begged with increasing desperation. Seth released Jakes hips and let him slide effortlessly back into the boy. "You should thank Jake for the nice birthday gift" Seth chided. "oh god thank you." Chris mindlessly panted over and over as Jake began picking up his pace, feeling his balls begin to tighten.

I left Jake in the shower as I raided his kitchen for food. The kid didn't have a lot in so I snook back down to my apartment, not bothering to put anything on over the obscenely revealing briefs. I eat a lot and I'd expended a good bit of energy on Jake so far, so it took a little while to devour my meal and top up on protein shakes. By the time I made it back up to Jake's, it was clear something had happened as he was really upset. A little coaxing revealed that he'd had a phone call with very bad news about his parents, he wouldn't say what but it wasn't hard to imagine. I gathered the little guy up in my arms and comforted him. We moved to the sofa and I put his favourite wrestling channel on the TV as I caressed his tussled hair while he laid on my chest. Time passed and he said little but he seemed more at ease. My hand could't help roaming to his pert little ass cheeks as his head rested between my pecs. I flicked the TV over to Pornhub and selected a wrestling porn playlist I knew of. Jakey's little cocklet began to harden and rub against my abs in his briefs and my finger probed against the thin material that covered his hole, pushing a little harder against it, feeling his firmness. On the screen, an Ed Hunter look-a-like was pinning the hell out of a young twink, his cock escaping from his over-packed jock and getting rubbed over the twink's face and arse as he took control. "He's got the same tattoo as you" he said, noticing the biohaz symbol on the guy's shoulder. It was the first thing Jake had said in over an hour. "Oh, yeah...we're in the same club". The twink had now lost his speedos and the top had whipped off his jock, rubbing it in the kids face as he threw him around some more. I pushed a little harder on Jake's briefs where my finger had been caressing for the last 15 minutes and felt the material give and a small hole appear, allowing me access to his pucker. Jake was humping my abs as the top on the screen pinned the twink face down, hands behind his back and rubbed his cock head at his hole. I spat on my finger and began working my way into the boy, letting his humping motion work my finger inside. I let him open himself up on me as the top made short verbal work of the twink on screen "got my dirty cock in ya, boi"......"gonna knock you up".... Jake's hole was lubing itself up nicely as I whispered in his ear "you want that, don't you Jake" "mmmm...yes sir" "What do you want?" "your big cock" "Where?" "in my arse" "In your cunt, fag, runts like you don't have an arse" "in my fag cunt sir" "Good boy". I rolled us both off the sofa, winding him as he ended up beneath me. I scooped him up from under me, one hand on the back of his undies, the other arm round his chest, giving him a good wedgie as I carried him to the bedroom and threw him face down on his bed. My cock had already escaped the tiny briefs as I fell on to him and I was able to poke it through the hole in Jake's underwear, filling in his little trench with my meat, dripping copious pre. "This gonna hurt you, runt, but I kinda enjoy that and it's your only use in life". I gave him the poppers, more to improve things for me than him and pushed forward. The dumb cunt tried to move forward and I felt his hole tense up, which made me smile. I could feel I was on target and my PA had already slipped in so I just decided to go for it, driving my hips forward against the resistance which failed, all at once, as something in Jake broke, allowing me to slide about 6 inches into him. I clamped my hand over his mouth to muffle the screams and enjoyed his almost too tight chute as it feebly tried to expel me. A sticky warmth was surrounding the end of my cock as I pushed slowly deeper, coming up against Jake's inner sphincter. I played with it for a little while, as Jake's chute lubed me up, mixing with my pre, before gradually increasing the pressure. "What are you doing?" Jake whimpered. I responded by pushing a little harder, breaking his resistance and easing even deeper into him. I groaned in ecstasy as the sphincter locked around my cock head and my sweaty balls rested in the stickiness leaking from Jake. "I'm in your guts boy, my killer cock is right in you, dripping my superior DNA into your runty body". "it hurts" "I don't give a shit, runt" and with that I pulled back, feeling Jake's guts fighting to keep me in him and my PA slicing out through his inner ring. The good thing about this is it feels awesome for me and I know what's going on, Jakey felt relatively little apart from being over full and resistance inside him though and even the pain around his cunt lips was beginning to numb a little. He'd stopped squirming as I settled into a nice rhythm, Jakey barely visible under me, as I scythed through him over and over, thinking of all the ways I was going to fuck this innocent piece of meat while I had the chance. His vulnerability was really turning me on and I could feel my balls tightening. "Nearly time fag" I growled in his ear "gonna cum in ya" "please sir!!" he was clearly desperate for this to end so he could recover "you begging for my dirty load, fag?" "yes sir, give me your load" "you want my seed, you want knocking up?" "yes sir, knock me up" "my poz DNA is gonna murder you kid" At this he started to squirm. "no...no...what?" "you're my prey, runt, gonna inject my killer babies in you" "no,....no...." "squirm boy, drive me crazy, my big dick is smashing you up inside, gonna inject my seed straight into your bloodstream" he was literally fighting for his life and it felt amazing. I could have ended the squirming any time but I just loved it more and more. All too soon my balls tightened and I felt the first powerful flex of my cock. Jake felt it too and grew still. It was too late for him and he knew it. I roared in pleasure as I pumped him full, my load being delivered deep inside him.....

Sorry for the delay in getting back - the holidays got in the way... Before things got too far along, I found my "Anal Intruder Cockring" (a chrome cockring, that has a curved piece of steel and a ball on the end to slip into your ass). You have to get it on before you get hard, otherwise your cock and balls will never slide through the cockring. Looks and feels HOT!!! (And won't fall out like a buttplug!) I had my laptop with me, so I logged in to PornHub to watch some of the hot bareback videos in my playlist. Found a hot one of Tex Davidson at some B & B at the breakfast table in leather. His buddy starts sucking his cock, while the other guests pretend not to notice. (Really? I'd have been down on my knees licking his buddy's ass...) They eventually get up from the table and go into the next room where Tex fucks the shit out him - then fists his hairy hole - Fuck!!!! As much as I would like to imagine being the bottom, the action did start to have a reaction on my dick - with a little help from the Viagra... Seeing Tex's fat cock slide in and out of that hairy ass, I tried to imagine my cock feeling the warm lining of that muscle hole. As the blood engorged my cock, I could feel the cockring getting tighter around my cock and balls - and the steel ball in my hole started to press against my prostate. "Fuck!" I said to myself in the dark cubicle. "Looks like you wanna go fuck some butt!" I said to my dick, as if it had a mind of its own. It'd been awhile since I'd seen my cock that hard, and it started to trigger all those alpha top feelings! The "00" gauge PA stood out proudly, announcing, "I'm gonna rip your ass apart!" I slipped on my leather jock, squeezing my cock and balls through the hole in the front - then snapped on the chrome-studded codpiece - but my cock was so hard, I had to position it straight up - with the head and PA sticking out the top. "Fuck - that's hot!" I said, checking myself out in the mirror. Next was my leather harness, a red and black leather armband (this time on my left arm), and my leather biker's cap. I usually go barefoot at the baths - but, now I decided to put on my red wool socks and black leather paratrooper boots. I lit a Camel and stood there, fantasizing about fucking the hot ass I'd fingered earlier. Before leaving the room, I pumped several globs of J-lube into the leather pouch, and massaged it around my stiff cock. (I love the way Viagra - when it works - makes your dick hard without even thinking about it!!!) Primed and ready, I slid the elastic roomkey ring around my wrist, and headed out the door. The hallway was quiet. I turned to my left to make a circle around the perimeter rooms. As I turned the corner, I ran into Jorge, one of the employees who cleans the rooms, etc. He's a hot, little Latino, with a fat uncut dick. He's fucked me and my bf several times when he's not on duty. And he introduced us to our current dealer - so he's definitely cool with the whole parTy thing. "Hey Jorge! How's it goin'?" I said, rubbing his muscular shoulder. "Great, man! Looks like you're having a good time!" he grinned, nodding at my cock protruding from the codpiece. "Is Pete here?" he asked, referring to my boyfriend. "Yeah - he's here somewhere." I answered. "We got an extra room, just so people wouldn't be wierded out by playing with a couple." "Ohhhhhhh," he replied, still not quite understanding why a couple would want to have sex with strangers. "If you see him - tell him I'm hard, and I wanna fuck his slutty hole!" I grinned, rubbing my hand up and down the codpiece. "Si papi!" Jorge said, rubbing his own packed denim crotch. I continued slowly down the hallway, making sure Jorge got a good look at my leather-strapped ass. I wouldn't mind getting fucked by his fat cock when he got off work! - - - All the doors were shut - obviously cleaned and prepped by Jorge for the next pig. I made another right to go down the back hall - a fairly long stretch of rooms. About halfway down, there was an open door. I slowed down and stopped short of the door. Nice-looking guy laying on the narrow single mattress. Towel draped over his crotch with his hand underneath massaging something. The light was flickering from the TV, obviously a gay porn playing. I moved a little closer, 'til he could see me partially in the door. He seemed a little taken aback by the leather - or maybe it was the PA poking out of my jock. He stopped stroking - usually a signal of no interest. I nodded his way, and moved on, slowly taking in the rest of the small room. A bottle of poppers on the bedside table, a pack of cigarettes, lighter, lube and a small dildo. Not my kind of wild pig - - - but I've been surprised sometimes by the curious... Coming down the hall toward me were two leather guys - probably the guys that Roger had mentioned earlier. They looked a little spun - unblinking eyes, rubbing their crotches, a little unsteady. We gave each other a good stare - they continued on past, but I turned around to get a better look and they were staring back, too. hmmm - might be fun? - - - One more turn down a hallway, and I was done with that floor. So, I took the stairs down to the 2nd floor, each step down forcing the steel ball in my ass to rub against my prostate. Under normal circumstances, I would have taken it easy (fearing a leaky shit or a squirt of piss) - but high on meth and with a clean fuckhole, I surrendered to the pleasure - and took full advantage of being in this sleazy temple of taboo sex! The second floor was a little more active - guys walking the halls in raggedy towels or jockstraps, and actually doing some cruising. There were the usual clusters of party twinks, gathered in small groups, making comments about the bathhouse crowd. I find them somewhat annoying - but I've found that if you can get one separated from the group, they can be turned into a pretty hot, nasty, pig! In fact, Ty, a hot blonde muscleboi, was hanging with his friends in the TV lounge. He grinned when he saw me, so I moved toward him. I put one hand on his butt and one on his shoulder, and leaned in to whisper, "Gonna have some good chempiss for ya later." I knew he wouldn't respond in front of his friends, so I just moved on, but I could hear his friends giving him a hard time about the "leather daddy" who'd just made a pass at him. I turned around long enough to see him blushing like a schoolgirl! Moving on down the hall, I saw a crowd gathered outside of one of the rooms. The closer I got, I started to hear the grunts and moans of some serious fucking! Looking over the heads of the crowd (I'm pretty tall), I could see a young guy on his back, legs in the air, getting fucked by Leroy (one of the regulars at this club). Leroy is a skinny, black guy with a HUGE cock! The bottom was taking it well - obviously used to getting fucked on a regular basis. He had a black leather collar around his neck, and as I scanned the rest of the room, I saw that the collar had a chain attached to it - and the chain led to another young guy in a ballcap. He was too far away for me to hear, but I caught enough to know that he was telling Leroy to fuck the slut. Nuthin' like havin' a lover who forces you to be a fuckwhore!!! I thought about stopping and waiting my turn to try out the slut's hole, but I was on a mission to get my cock in that muscleass I'd played with earlier. I stopped in the bathroom briefly and got a few handfuls of hot water from the sink to drizzle in to my leather codpiece (the J-Lube had started to dry out and get super sticky - and the hot water helped to reconstitute it to its slimy gooiness). One more turn down another hallway, and I was closing in on my goal. I could see the door to "muscleass's" room open, and I was hoping that he hadn't already checked out. Trying to keep my calm, I moved slowly down the hall until I could see a little ways into the room. The pig was still there! He was still in his black jock - but he had added a leather harness. And I had only noticed his amazing ass before, but now I saw that he had an incredibly worked out body. He was laying on his back, legs spread, smoking a cigarette and watching whatever was playing on the small room TV. I moved closer, until I was standing in the doorway to his room. He looked down and stared for the longest time before finally motioning me in. I walked to the side of the bed and stood there. "Looks like you've been having fun," I said. He sat up - his face at eye level with my pouch - looked up at me with big dilated pupils and nodded his head slowly. One of his hands massaged the leather pouch, sending pulsing waves of blood into my already hard cock. The light flickering from the TV reflected on my PA, which he rolled back and forth through the pierced flesh. While he was "getting to know me," I looked around the room checking for toys - and other sTuff. He had some good-sized dildoes tossed in a bag on the floor. And then, there sitting on the plywood cube next to the bed, I saw a little plastic baggie peeking out under a pack of cigarette. I reached down and picked it up. "Hmmmm…. looks like someone likes to party?!" I grinned. "This all you got left?" I asked, flicking the bag with my finger and seeing that there was barely enough for a booty bump. His face remained motionless, but he raised his arms toward me, asking for help getting up. I placed my hands under his armpits and lifted him to a standing position. Shit! He was almost as tall as me (I'm 6'4") and his body felt rock solid. He was a little wobbly on his feet, but he walked the few steps to the door and shut it. Then he placed his index finger to his lips, as a signal to be quiet, squatted down and fished through the bag of dildoes until he pulled out an Altoids tin. He popped it open, and there were at least six more FULL bags of crystal neatly arranged. "Fuck!" I said a little too loudly, forcing him to put his finger to his lips again. "He leaned in close, and said, "I think I'm covered for awhile," followed by a big smile and a grope of my balls.

a true bottom beast always enjoys being bred--repeatedly--but the fact is for bottoms that reach the level of sexual athlete, just getting fucked or bred one time isn't enough. We need a tam of lust hungry males to mount us.

I turned the movie back on and watched as Ian Jay’s hole opened up easily to except Dan Fisk’s long thick cock. The horny bottom groaned as his hole was penetrated and I started to rub my cock. My hole twitched at the realization that in a few minutes I would be the bottom moaning as a raw cock slid inside of me. The pleasure on Ian’s face increased my lust to be bred and I started to look nervously at the door willing my top to get there sooner. My computer rang with an Adam4Adam alert and I paused the movie to click over. theItalianStalion had messaged me back, “headin to the gym, horny as fuck, lookin for a hole to breed when I’m done. how long are you free today?” I messaged back telling him I was taking loads all day and for him to text me when he was ready to come use my hole and provided him with my phone number. After sending my message I turned the movie back on. Just a few seconds later my phone chirped with a text message, “I’ll be done in about two hours boy, you want me all hot and sweaty from the gym?” “Fuck yes,” I replied guessing this was theItalianStalion. “I’ll text you for the address when I’m done here boy.” My cock throbbed and my hole twitched at the though of having another guy in such quick succession to the first. What the hell had come over me. Another text came through, “here,” it read, and then was quickly followed by, “open the door a little and get on your knees.” I did as I was instructed and opened the door a crack and got on my knees just behind it still wearing only my white briefs. I waited with baited breath for a few long moments to the silence out in the hall, and then I heard soft footsteps coming from the stairs and heading to my door. They paused for a moment outside and then slowly the door swung open and there he stood. He looked just like he had in his pictures, tall and blonde with a strong angular face, he wore a polo shirt, brown shoes, and tan pants that were slightly tented out at the crotch. He closed the door behind him and pulled of his shirt, then he quickly shucked his shoes and pants and lastly dropped his boxer briefs revealing a cock that while still mostly soft was surprisingly thick. “Well get over here and suck my cock,” he said in a gruff manly voice. I scrabbled over to him and swallowed his semi-hard cock in one go. He groaned a little as his cock began to swell in my mouth. I bobbed my head back and forth slathering over his shaft working it to fullness. Now I’ve been told in the past that I give a damn fine blow job and most of the guys that I had been with had enjoyed a nice long one before the fucked me but this guy had different ideas. A soon as his cock was fully hard he pulled it from my mouth and grabbed hold of my shoulders so he could spin me around. I suddenly found myself with my ass in the air and my chest pressed into the floor as this stranger rubbed a rough finger over my hole. He spit on his finger and my hole and worked his way inside a little bit twisting his finger around in my hole. Normally I needed a lot of rimming and fingering to get ready to take a cock but on this day my hole just opened up and was only too willing to open wide and accommodate this man’s considerable girth. He moaned his appreciation at my now winking hole. “Sweet little boy cunt,” he muttered, “You ready to get bred boy?” “Fuck yes, breed my ass.” “Good answer.” His finger was removed from my hole and I felt the warm wide blunt slick head of his cock pressing against my hole. I pressed back a little and tried to relax, under normal circumstances I would be terrified trying to take his cock but my hunger seemed to banish all of my fears. I needed his cock and so it must fit. Gradually my hole blossomed around his cock and he was soon able to slide balls deep in my ass. I groaned. He pulled out very slowly just so that his head remained inside my rim and then after a moment without any warning he slammed the full length of his thick meat back inside my hole, he repeated this several times each time slamming back a little harder and then he began to deep fuck me pounding away at my hole with long powerful strokes. My whole body shook with every thrust, pressing me into the floor. I was powerless against his pounding, not that I would ever have wanted to stop it. His raw cock sliding in and out of my hole was sending waves of pleasure across my body. My moaning was reduced to whimpering as the sound of skin slapping against skin filled the apartment and my nostrils became saturated with the smell of sex. My body seemed to be melting away and all that was left was my hole stretched around this strangers raw cock. His did was becoming my whole world, the cum he would soon plant inside my guts the only thing I cared about. He pulled out suddenly and growled, “get on your back, I wanna see your face when I breed your hole.” I quickly rolled over, grabbed my ankles, and presented him with my hole again. He moved swiftly into position and sank his cock back into my now wet and sloppy hole. Sweat dripped from his strong furry muscular body onto my skinny pail chest. His armpit was right above my face and I could smell the sweet intoxicating sent that a man only produces when he’s fucking someone. He leaned in close to my face and muttered, “I’m gonna breed your sweet boy cunt now.” “Do it, breed my hole,” I encouraged. He gave my hole a few more deep pounds and then growled as he bottomed out and sunk balls deep inside of me his cock pulsing madly. I groaned as I felt his load rushing into me, filling my gut. After a long minute he pulled out his cock starting to soften and quickly got dressed. “You’ve got a nice fucking hole boy, I’ve got some friends who might like to use you, mind if I give out your number to some of them?” “Please do.” “Good answer slut,” and with that he was gone. For a long moment I just lay there fingering his load in my hole, and then my phone chirped again.

Taking a poz load is a special kind of fuck. It is something that you know you should never do but the thought of doing it grows over time until all you can think about is letting any poz guy that wants to fuck and seed your hungry hole. After the first known poz load is shot in your ass you just can't wait for more.

PART TWO The door opened and I heard foot steps coming down the hall. I panicked a little trying to pull away from Anthony’s pounding cock but he caught me with his strong hands and continued to fuck my hole as two men came into the room. I stared at them in horror of what they had found, but neither one of them seemed surprised to find Anthony with his cock buried in some strange guy in fact they looked pleased. “Don’t worry boy, they're here to help you learn your true place. Max and Tom live downstairs. They graduated two years ago and decided that some things,” he slammed into my ass particularly hard a few times, “in this town are just to good to leave, so they stayed.” I looked at the two men and realized that they weren’t that much older then me. In fact they looked like the frat boys I lusted over every day. One of them was about my height but was built like a football player, he had short blond hair sticking up under a baseball cap, as I watched he pulled his wife beater t-shirt over his head revealing pits bursting with dirty blond hair. The other was the perfect all American boy, about six foot with brown hair a strong jaw and swimmers body, he wore a black t-shirt and sweat pants which were beginning to reveal a sizable bulge. “How about you boys get naked and give this cumdumpster something to suck on while I give him the second load of his life.” A small part of my brain wondered why I was letting this happen, why I was pushing my ass back against this man I had met not three hours ago and had already blown a load in my, until then, 'condom-only' ass, but then I saw the blond boy (who I would later learn was Max) pull his jeans off revealing a pair of white briefs fit to bursting with a fact cock and stunning balls and I didn’t care any more. Tom was faster then Max and had already dropped his sweat pants before Max could pull off his underwear. Tom was like a mini version of Anthony, in fact he was probably what Anthony had looked like ten years prior, lithe and dark with thick patches of hair starting to grow together all of him. His cock was not as long as Anthony’s but it was certainly thicker. This all American boy was swinging not a bat but a can of Guinness, and all around the base and over his nice round balls was a thick dark bush. Max was much less hairy then the other two men, he had thick pit hair and incredibly hairy legs and ass, but other then that his torso was almost smooth. His nipples were a bright pink and his skin a pail white. His cock was probably eight inches long an nearly as thick as Anthony’s. Despite the sensible part of my brains warnings I knew as soon as I saw those two cocks that I needed them inside me and I knew I needed their loads in my cunt. Both men got down on their knees in front of me and pressed their cock to my lips. Obediently I opened my mouth and began trying to acuminate them both. Behind me Anthony had begun grunting and pounding like an animal and I knew he wouldn’t last much longer. Just as Tom began to force his cock deeper into my mouth Anthony grabbed my hips and slammed balls-deep into me. Once again I felt the astounding pulsations of his cock deep in my gut and then the rush of warmth as his cum filled-up my cunt. After a moment he pulled-out with a wet sloppy plop and staggered to his feet. Max wasted no time in sliding his cock into my gaping hole while Tom started to fuck my face. I gagged on the cock slamming against my tonsils while I bucked back on the cock ramming my ass. Although I couldn't see Anthony, I could hear him chuckling in the background. “Look at you now, being spit roasted by two former frat boys with two loads up your sweet cunt, when just this morning you had never been bred before. Are you having fun, boy?” “God yes,” I tried to answer around Tom’s insanely fat cock. All three of them laughed at the muffled sound and Tom redoubled his efforts and fucking my throat. Max’s cock had me writhing all over the place as he deep-dicked me, pulling almost all the way out before sliding it slowly back into my cum lubed hole again and again. But good as his cock felt I needed his load. “Tom, pull-out the boy’s mouth for a minute. I need him to be able to answer me.” Tom pulled-out of my mouth at Anthony’s bidding and moved behind me with Max. Anthony squatted down in front of me, his now half mast cock right in my face. Gently, he lifted my chin so I was looking him in the eyes. “You’re a good boy. Now, these two frat boys are gonna finish using you sweet new cunt pretty soon 'cause we don’t wanna wreck it too bad before your coming out party tonight. I’ve invited around fifteen guys to come over in an hour to breed your hole. There are no rules except that all loads must go in your cunt. Do you want those loads, boy? Do you want your load count to be at least eighteen tonight?” Max had changed from slowly sliding his cock back in each time to slamming his cock back up my cunt just as hard as he could. All that I could say between grunts of pleasure was “YES!” “Good boy, now Max, give the slut what he needs.” Max grunted savagely and started to jackhammer my hole. I could feel cum spewing from his dick inside of me, splashing against the walls of my cunt. No sooner was Max done then Tom was working his way inside me calling, “My turn.” Despite the vicious poundings I had received that day Tom’s beer can thick cock was still stretching my hole out even more. He pushed inside slowly but steadily, until the whole thing was inside and I could feel his pubes against my ass cheeks and his balls resting against mine. He held still for a moment before drawing back slowly and building up the pace of his fucking till he was like a jack rabbit who had just gotten out of jail. Max leaned in close and whispered to me, “Itn't Tom’s cock amazing?” “Fuck, yes.” “I love taking his cock.” “I can’t wait for his load!” “You’ll get it soon.” “God, I’ll be so loose then it’ll just drip out.” “You think you’re loose now? Just wait until we double-dick you." “You want my load, boy?” Tom said panting. “Please breed me! I need you load in my cunt!” “Yeah fucking pig.” Tom slammed balls deep again, stretching my hole just a little bit more to accommodate it’s base as shot after shot after shot of cum rocketed into my bowels. “Just wait pig, at the end of the night Max and I are going to make sure your cunt can handle whatever the world throws your way. “Put this in his ass,” Anthony came back into the room and handed Max a black butt plug, a really big black butt plug. Without hesitating, Tom pulled out of my ass and Max slammed the plug in to make up for the lack of cock inside of me. “Ok boy. You’ve got twenty minutes till your party guests get here. We’ll get you in the sing in a few minutes, but first I think there is something you should see.” He motioned to Max and Tom who helped me to shaky knees and led me down the hallway to another room…